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pomefioredove · 7 days

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having a crush on you

summary: how they would act having a crush on you type of post: headcanons characters: pomefiore (vil, rook, epel) additional info: reader is yuu, reader is gender neutral, rook is rook, not proofread, hi I'm insane and I love pining, I NEED to write another fic but with rook. might write this same prompt with other dorms

𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭

don't take his calm and collected facade as apathy

he's slowly losing his mind about this

"pacing back and forth, mumbling to himself, falling asleep thinking about you" kind of losing his mind

it's my personal belief that Vil hasn't been in love before this

hasn't even really thought about it

so when you enter the picture it kinda throws him off balance

and with the exception of Rook, no one can even tell

he is an actor, after all, he can play the part of "totally platonic friends with room for Jesus"

(maybe a little too well)

but Vil isn't entirely emotionally repressed

he keeps things to himself, yes, but he's quite conscious of his own wants and needs

so when he realizes he's been craving your presence more than usual he does acknowledge it

in his head

and then does nothing about it for months

...what? he's busy

things like this can wait for him, and he doesn't want to put a rift between you two in case it might be a passing feeling

well... it doesn't pass

he becomes keenly aware of how much he wants you around him, how much he thinks about you, how much your very presence is enough to make him happier than he's ever... really felt

and you know what?

he is totally cool about it.

just kidding. he drives himself insane trying to think of the perfect way to confess, something that will impress you and meet his standards

he's dropping hints left and right and you don't seem to be picking any of them up

which again, just makes him crazy

(some days he really wants to ask you how oblivious one person can be, but he restrains himself)

I mean, how many times can he send you red tulips before you finally get the hint? he's practically spelling it out for you!

there is... a tiny, little part of him that worries you don't reciprocate

is he not your type? are you interested in someone else? perhaps he'd been too harsh on you, after all...

the fact that one little potato can make him so worried absolutely drives him mad

he is the vision of poise and grace and you are ruining him

and this sort of mood comes and goes in waves

just when he thinks he's pulled himself back together, you'll smile at him or say something cute and suddenly he's back to square one

(you're so adorable it's annoying -_-)

while he's sorting out a good way to express his feelings properly, he'll be spending all his free time with you

you need some new things? he'll be glad to take you shopping

you came over to see Epel? oh, well, he's not here, but you should stay for some tea, anyway!

your afternoon is free? he has some new lip gloss he's been dying to test out...

𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭

contrary to popular belief, I don't think Rook would be so open about it

he still compliments you, of course, and sings praises of your beauty and elegance, and has little regard for personal space, as always

but he's like that with a lot of people, so it's hard to really tell when he likes someone

the truth of the matter is that Rook Hunt can be just as reserved with his feelings as anyone else

when he really, really likes someone, he keeps it to himself

why?

he's hunting you he's learning more about you before making his true feelings known

he feels it's necessary to have an adequate amount of information on his target before making a move, after all

for reference: you catch his eye at orientation, and do not have a single conversation with him until after winter break

(of course, after that, you start mysteriously running into him everywhere)

is he kinda weird about it? uh. yeah.

this is Rook we're talking about

on the other hand, he's completely lovesick about you and it's almost cute

he's definitely the type to write your initials in a journal with a glitter pen while kicking his feet back and forth and giggling

seeing if you would sound better with his last name or he with yours...

definitely has a very weird photo collection of you somewhere in his room

along with stacks of poems, pressed flowers, and little gifts he intends to give you once he's won you over

(when, not if. Rook is nothing if not patient)

you may find a rose left outside Ramshackle every so often

or a few cans of tuna for Grim

all while acting like the same old eccentric Rook, no discernable difference

except when you can feel his eyes on you at random places in the middle of the day

Ace and Deuce call you paranoid but you can't shake the feeling

though, every once in a while he'll get a little grumpy

Rook is easily jealous, and while that sort of possessiveness never extended to untouchable idols like Vil and Neige, he's already decided that you're his prey

and he'd kindly ask everyone else to find their own, thank you

he hasn't exactly planned the confession yet, but just know it's probably going to be the sweetest and craziest you've ever heard

𝐄𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐫

first of all he's going to fight you for making him like you so much

second of all he's going to beg for a chance

maybe not in that exact order

Epel is constantly at war with his own emotions and having romance thrown in the mix is. uh. not optimal

not only does it ruin the stoic, strong male persona he's been trying to build, but it's also making him feel all soft and gushy

suddenly he cares about looking nice

(much to Vil's approval)

and now he wants to do nice things for you?

he's gonna bite you

how dare you make him think about kissing and holding hands!

don't you know he's supposed to be above all this romantic stuff? what is he, Rook?!

then, after his initial temper tantrum, he starts coping. hard.

he might be able to stomach the idea of being an item if he gets to wear the pants in the relationship

...yeah, right? right.

if you let him be the man, if you let him protect you...

he might be okay with it!

obviously he starts trying to show off his manly strength (seriously) every time he sees you

starts making comments about how tough practice was on him

will literally never let anyone else carry anything for you ever again

he even provides for you (in payments of apple juice)

obviously this backfires 'cause the second you do something that gives him butterflies he's back to giggling

(you'll have to ease him into the idea of being soft and romantic together, but he'll get there)

but, to his credit, he'd be the first out of all the above to confess

super suddenly and out of nowhere (and he ends up shouting it cause he didn't want to sound chicken) but it's sweet in its own way

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #rook hunt x reader #epel felmier x reader #queued

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celtic-crossbow · 3 months

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These will be updated here and there. It’s likely that there’s some I won’t stick to when it comes to requests and even story ideas where they won’t fit.

He hates pickles. Anything that is green and smells that bad does not belong in the food section. But he loves pickled pigs feet.

He likes sex but can easily live without it.

He hasn’t been a virgin since his early teens (thanks to Merle and a handful of drug money)

It would take some serious, repeated encouragement and assurance (and a lot of time) before he’s comfortable having sex.

He is the type of guy that goes one step at a time, testing the waters. Making out, touching you, letting you touch him (slowly because his brain has been conditioned to flinch away). Everything would be through the clothes and then progress. Slow and steady wins the race.

He’s a switch. Sometimes, he wants all the say (so to speak) in the bedroom, watching you whimper and beg. Sometimes he just physically needs to give up control to balance the chaos.

Rarely, when he’s extremely needy, he wants you to tell him he’s a “good boy” and praise him for how incredible he makes you feel. He’d never ask for it but when you call him that on accident, his reaction was quite telling.

He can easily go from gentle to rough. He would never want to hurt you. Squeezing your throat, slapping your ass, teasing your breasts, or leaving love marks with his teeth absolutely do not count as hurting you.

Consent is a huge deal to him.

He’s always been quiet during anything sexual; On the rare occasions he talks, it’s reassurances and quiet, gentle praise. Otherwise, grunts and whimpers and low growls are what you get until he’s about to orgasm.

However, sometimes he’s just so wound up, so needy for you, that he can’t help but moan loudly or call your name.

He always tells you he’s close to or has already started cumming. No real rhyme or reason. Maybe just his way of letting you know that you took him there.

He has a genuine dislike of cats. He doesn’t hate them by any means but if he had to pick an animal that was secretly plotting world domination, it’d be cats.

He prefers boxer briefs.

The only name brand clothing he ever owned was underwear because his junk deserves only the best.

He’s superstitious, even if he pretends not to be.

He doesn’t like giving his significant other pet names beyond “sunshine,” “pipsqueak”, or “woman.” Things that you find endearing regardless. On rare occasions, he’ll use “doll” or “darlin’.”

He secretly adores when you call him “baby” or “sweetheart.” Pretty much any endearment that labels him as yours.

He rarely (but it does happen) says “I love you.” He’s more of an actions guy and if you say it first, he’ll usually only say “me too” or rub his knuckles over your jaw.

He can’t sleep if his feet are hot.

Spiders freak him out.

He hates showers, not because he just doesn’t like them. Being in a space with scars on display makes him feel vulnerable. The water touching the scars forces him to relive when he received them.

Contrary to popular belief, he does keep specific areas of his body acceptably clean, using the bathroom sink or river/lake/creek when he’s in the forest.

The dirt and grime that coat his skin is a grounding reminder of who he is, so he doesn’t completely lose himself in that dystopian world.

He has never hunted for sport, only for survival. He respects nature and what it provides.

He loves to read. His favorite book is The Outsiders.

He doesn't/wouldn't understand why his girl can't talk to him instead of a stranger. He would need some mental health education as the urging of Carol or Michonne before even remotely understanding. He wants to be supportive, first and foremost.

He fights tooth and nail to avoid getting "his head shrunk" but in the end, if it meant not losing his girl, he'd give in.

He is a horrible patient for physical ailments and even worse for mental ones.

#murda writes #daryl dixon #daryl dixon headcanon #daryl dixon fanfiction #the walking dead #daryl dixon fanfic #daryl dixon walking dead #daryl dixon the walking dead #daryl #the walking dead daryl #daryl dixon twd #daryl humor #daryl fanfiction #daryl twd #twd daryl dixon #twd daryl #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x y/n #daryl dixon x you

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i-write-things · 3 months

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Yan! Chrollo x Willing! Reader

(There's so many Yan! Chrollo x readers that aren't willing, so I'm probably gonna have to be the godmother of fics where the reader is willing)

● Chrollo with a reader who was willing from the start is a rather surprised Chrollo.

● I mean, mostly. He was being pretty charismatic, after all. But he didn't think he'd manage to get you this down bad!

● Not to say he's complaining in the least. Quite the contrary, actually. He's relieved. This makes it so much easier for the both of you. It also earns you a lot more rights a lot quicker.

● Although he thinks it's an act at first, he soon realizes that you genuinely want to be with him. Anytime he's tested you, left you alone with a phone, or left the door unlocked while he stood beside it from the outside, you never made a move.

● Anytime he initiated affection, you wouldn't hesitate. Sometimes, you would be the one to initiate it. And for a while he was scanning for ways you might be using this against him. To build trust? To get in his good graces? Clever, but it won't work on him. But...something about the way you respond to his love...there's no way it's artificial. After a couple of weeks, he is confident that this is 100% authentic love.

● After he realizes this, that's when all the freedoms come rolling in. It's not like he's going to let you walk to the store on your own, but if you asked to go out to the balcony and stargaze, he would most definitely go with you. Not only is it romantic, he also trusts you're not going to jump off the balcony or something stupid.

● However, contrary to popular belief, the more you love him does NOT equal more rights. In some situations, he would only do some things to get you to love him back. However, since you already love him there's no reason to do so.

● For example, he's not going to spoil you for everything you ask, like if you asked for an animal, or if you wanted fresh air.

● "Why? Do I not keep you enough company? Is it not satisfying enough to be here with me alone?"

● This was obvious, but I feel I must say it. The man will guilt trip you. A lot. That's how he manipulates you.

● "Hm. After all the things I got you and do for you. After taking you away from a harsh society and protecting you so closely, it's still never enough, is it?"

● - Him, after you beg him for something he doesn't wanna give you, or you do something he doesn't like.

● Another thing that people don't typically think Yan! Chrollo does, no matter if the reader is willing or not, he let's them pick out their clothes. If the reader is a boy, gender neutral, or just a tomboy, he's not going to force them to wear a dress, makeup, or jewelry. Why would he? You wouldn't be comfortable, and regardless if you're willing or not, he still wants you to be comfortable. And I think the whole kidnapping thing and running a feared crime group is enough evidence to suggest that this man does not at all push tradition onto those who don't like it.

● It's you're style, and while he'd think it would be cute to have you in his style, taking you out of your style just rips out the 'you' in how you look. If he did that, he might as well change your hair style, shampoo, and add tattoos on you how he likes. He is controlling, but not that bad. The only way I would see him forcing you to dress how he wants is if you misbehaved and it was your punishment. But considering reader is willing, he won't. So you don't have to worry about that.

● All in all, Yan! Chrollo with a Willing! Reader is a happy Chrollo. And you know what they say, happy wife murderous stalker husband, happy life!

#i write for you #chrollo #chrollo x reader #yandere chrollo #yandere chrollo x reader #writing for you #chrollo headcanon #Chrollo x willing reader #Yandere chrollo x willing reader #willing reader #:D

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auspicioustidings · 5 months

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Price finding an unaccounted for hostage while clearing a terrorist base

(I feel like I’ve read this from you before but with Ghost??? I really hope that was you bc if not that’s slightly embarrassing that I can’t remember 😵‍💫)

Fear not it was indeed me! Now in that universe Price did have a story as to how he got himself a wife so let's say this is a different universe entirely! And oh go on sure I'll make Price less of a kidnapper and more of a handsome hero figure <3

Very Bad, No Good Day

Words: 700ish

Captain John Price would not have hesitated to shoot you. You were in a terrorist hideout, there was no mention of any other civilians and honestly? You were a little too soft and doe-eyed to seem like anything but a trap. He swept the room before even considering going near you, in risk assessment mode. Nobody else here, hastily cleared out safe and then you handcuffed to the radiator with a rag tied around your mouth.

On the balance of probability it was likely you were not a terrorist once he had taken it all in. Wouldn’t make sense to leave you behind, too much of a wild gambit to try and honey trap one of his. Price had met honeytraps before, they did not tend to be thick women in their 30s and as he got closer he could very much see how soft and terrified you were. Poor thing.

Still, he could not rule out a trap entirely so he called it in and then searched you with firm hands and a gentle explanation.

“Need to confirm you’ve not got any weapons then we can get you somewhere safe.”

Fuck you were quite the dream woman weren’t you? He kept it tactical even as he felt around and found you very much had hips that begged his fingers to sink into them. Where the hell had this useless lot of criminals found a thing like you? He probably should have been more thorough before he took the rag from your mouth but he was busy trying to scold himself into not getting too handsy.

“Give me the quick version. Who are you, why are you here?”

You blurted out everything in a rapid fire babbling. Your name, your very bad no good day as the unluckiest postie in the entire world who had just been trying to do her job and deliver a package. You probably cried at him too much about it, maybe went too into detail about how mean your boss was and all the names he kept calling you and how he always gave you ridiculously hard routes rather than giving you a standard one like everyone else.

“Slow down luv, you’re fine. Deep breath.”

You tried, hard not to when this man was the one asking. He was like something out of a trashy romance novel, all gruff and handsome and commanding. For his part Price was doing a stellar job of not letting his face give away the massive ‘oops’ he had made. You were here because they had planned it that way. They had sent a package that was supposed to raise alarm bells, get everyone agitated and sloppy. He had not considered the idiots would think to blame the fucking postie for it.

It was outrageous how he took a little sharp pin from one of his pockets and picked the lock on your handcuffs. Should that have been as attractive as it was? You were absolutely sure you fell entirely in love with the man when he pulled you to your feet, showing off how strong he was (tactical on his part, contrary to what his team may believe John Price was not bad at flirting, he was merely subtle). Should he save it for when you were not being rescued from an active terrorist base? Maybe. But even if his team may be muppets they were muppets he trusted to have done their jobs when they gave him the all clear, letting him relax just a little.

He had fully intended on asking you out only you beat him to it, seeing if he might like to get a coffee as you were wrapped in a blanket with a medic checking over you.

A week later you had coffee. A fortnight and you got your back absolutely blown out over his office desk. It took 6 months for you to move in together (he had asked after 1, you had at least tried to take things slow). A year to the day you met he got down on one knee and you crashed into him with delight with a yes spilling from your lips.

Many years and several very fat and happy babies later you thought back on it and decided maybe it had not been a very bad, no good day after.

#mhairiwrites #cod #price x reader #john price x reader #Early's agenda of making everyone aware that Price loves himself a fat broad is fully working btw

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meiiuka · 1 year

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byakuya togami, peko pekoyama, and ryoma hoshi dating you headcanons:

category: fluff, headcanons

notes: I MISS WRITING ABOUT BYAKUYA i could go on and on 😭

Byakuya Togami:

• by the time you two start dating he’s already warmed up to you quite a bit, considering he even thought to date you

• especially because this man is so damn picky with who allows to be close to him,, so if you’re actually officially dating him, everyone knows to consider you special

• “i’ll have you know y/n, i’ve always been very… invested with my career and such. so it didn’t occur to me that i’d have enough time to spend on a romantic partner… but you do a good job at proving me wrong, my dearest.”

• he confines most of his affection to when you two are alone together (he’d never admit it but he’s actually a softie if you let him be </3)

• if you two are alone together, he tends to let loose of his formal etiquette. meaning he’ll “reciprocate” your hugs by placing a hand on your arm instead of pushing you away /hj

• when he uses pet names for you he likes to use them in an elegantly ‘posh’ way, like how you’d see wealthy people talk in an old film 💀

• when he uses pet names, he pretty much exclusively uses “my dear”, “darling”, “my lover” and “my beloved”

• contrary to what a lot of people may see him as, he can be a good boyfriend as long as you communicate what you want to him (he’s really emotionally dense otherwise)

• he’s not as touchy as most people but his love language tends to be more acts of service-y along with other things

• he’ll buy you luxury items, like the most gorgeous gemstone necklace you’ve ever seen in your life and he’ll just act like it’s not a big deal

• “what? i was thinking about you today while i was out so i stopped by the jeweler and picked up this necklace. do you not like it? don’t look so shocked now, just take it.”

Peko Pekoyama:

• she needs to be held by you SO badly and frequently and as her s/o, it’s very obvious

• peko really yearns to have a partnership with you that’s emotionally close and loving (although she isn’t sure of how to manage it herself at first)

• she’s worried that she comes off as too menacing to love and that she may scare you away one day so she can be insecure about losing you

• in context, if you two are sleeping next to each other, like on a couch or bed, she tends to furrow her eyebrows a lot in her sleep while reaching out for you so she can hold you tighter :(

• “… i was doing what? i didn’t mean to invade your space like that while i was resting y/n. i had been dreaming about you and had a nightmare… i’ll prevent it from bothering you next time.”

• it will in fact happen again but it’s okay because as long as you hold her back she visibly calms down and is able to get more restful sleep

• she actually does crave a lot of physical affection but is often too anxious about being off putting to ask you directly

• she also doesn’t ever explicitly ask however she craves your attention and can be rather clingy with you

• thankfully you’ve learned to read her body language over time and you can see the longing look in her eyes when she holds her gaze against yours

• during the moments that she lets her guard down for you, she likes it when you play with her hair and when you kiss her forehead gently

• throughout the course of dating you, she’s learning to become more warm towards you, smiling more and learning how to communicate her need for affection

• “i would like a hug from you… i think i need a moment to just be here, in your arms. to be loved by you. it’s all so simple…”

Ryoma Hoshi:

• words cannot convey the degree by which this man needs to be loved 💀

• his biggest struggle at first was with feeling worthy, not understanding why someone like you would ever want to date him

• he requires a lot of verbal reassurance and outwards affection before he starts to feel comfortable expressing it towards you

• but since you two are dating, he feels grateful and will show his appreciation for you in very heartfelt ways

• if you two have gotten close, expect him to love you like his life depends on it because you’re automatically his favorite person

• he’ll silently do the household chores for the two of you, like folding your laundry, and he’ll call your phone to tell you he misses you when you’re out

• “hey. i’ve been missing you. i want you to shoot me a call back when you get this, but i’m at home right now waiting for you… why don’t you hurry it up so i can see you again sooner? … love you, bye-bye.”

• it’s evident in the way he talks about you, but you’re always on his mind and he’s very attached to you. you’re one of the few people he can actually trust so in a way, he’s lended his heart to you

• he’s always been composed in his demeanor and that hasn’t changed. but after you entered his life, that ‘calmness’ shifted from being because he felt dead inside to being because he’s feeling peace within himself

• “you don’t know the impact you’ve had on me. i couldn’t be here without you, plain and simple. maybe this is too cheesy, but you really do mean the world to me, y/n.”

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa fluff #byakuya x reader #byakuya togami x reader #togami x reader #byakuya togami #pekoyama x reader #peko x reader #peko pekoyama x reader #peko pekoyama #ryoma hoshi x reader #ryoma x reader #ryoma hoshi #hoshi x reader #danganronpa comfort

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pacifymebby · 1 year

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what about peaky blinders and a reader who isn’t afraid to answer them and behave boldly?🔥

thx

Tommy

🌿The first time you snap hes stunned, and tbh he's never not stunned by your sudden temper. The way you defy him... Hes not used to not getting his own way.

🌿Tells you all the time he has rules for a reason but he just cannot tame you... Youre a disobedient little lady and he cant get his head around you

🌿Its not that youre just plain old badly behaved either, its that youre contrary. If youre feeling like arguing you'll pick a fight over anything and youre stubborn, sometimes he thinks he more stubborn than you.

🌿Hes absolutely never hurt you, never hit you, but if you need bringing back down to earth he wont hesitate to pin you against the wall or force you down against his desk, hold you by your neck or your hair and threaten you till the cows come home.

🌿But he despairs because nothing seems to work.

🌿"Fuck your rules, fuck your threats, fuck you Tommy fuckin Shelby!" "Now you listen to me alright sweetheart, don't you fuckin swear at me eh, you dont fuckin swear at me..." "Fuck..." you narrowing your eyes, challenging him.

🌿Youre basically always asking for trouble, you get a kick out of pissing off the most dangerous man in birmingham, knowing he'll never actually do anything to hurt you.

🌿He does absolutely love watching you stand up to his brothers, or to anyone else for that matter. It might piss him off when you do it to him but he's ever so proud of you when you tell one of his brothers to "shove it" or "get fucked"

🌿He'll pretend he isnt going to let you get away with it but it will be so blatantly half hearted that his brothers will know hes enjoying their suffering and that will rub salt in the wound. "Now now love, dont be rude to my brothers, they aren't used to young ladies answering back to them..."

🌿But he does have rules and he is determined you'll learn em.

🌿"mutual respect yeah, you and me? We respect eachother don't we..." he'll make you say it, thats how he puts you in your place, "Go on say it back to me love, so i know you mean it," hes got his hand on your throat or holding your chin so youre forced to look at him. Sometimes you do as he says, sometimes you make to spit at him and he has you flipped over his shoulder in seconds.

🌿There are some things he wont put up with.

Alfie

🐻Is shocked, its usually him doing the talking, usually him being clever and snarky...

🐻 But when he tells you youre not to talk to Tommy Shelby hes stunned to hear you say, "I talk to whoever i want,"

🐻 His way of dealing with you is different to Tommy's. He calls you over, gets you to come and sit in his lap and then he holds you there, trailing his hands over your body, playing with your hair, all the while giving you a little speech about why he's telling you not to speak to him.

🐻 "What you have to, no need to understand ziskeit, is that me yeah, i dont just give orders willy nilly for no reason yeah, if i ask you to do something, or tell you not to do somethin - as is the case right now - it's probably, no definitely, its definitely because its for your own good treacle, yeah thats right, for your own good..."

🐻."and you see yeah, if i tell you y/n youre not to talk to Tommy Shelby, its cause i know somethin, or maybe lots of somethins yeah, that you don't about Tommy Shelby... And maybe i, being absolutely devoted to you my little ziskeit, just want whats best for you..."

🐻"Only i get to decide whats best for me A..."

🐻 "Tsk tsk," puts his finger to your lips, looks you right in the eyes, "let me stop you right there treacle," you only get called treacle when youre in trouble and right now you're on thin fucking ice, "let me stop you right there sweetheart because i wasnt finished, no i wasnt, see the other thing you need to know right, the other thing, is that when i ask you to fucking do something, you fucking do it... Cause if you dont do it and then somethin happens to you like ohhhh i dont know, say a very bad and dangerous man with evil running through his heart like rot runs through a decomposing fuckin apple... Let's call him Tommy Shelby right? If a very bad man like Tommy Shelby ends up fuckin catchin you in his satanic, godless little web... Then well, i ain't helpin you am I? Cause well, i will have fuckin warned you... "

🐻The man can talk the fear of god into you and honestly, its the only way he can get you to behave.

🐻Because he doesnt hit women, he would never touch you or physically hurt you. And he also doesnt mean it when he says hed abandon you, hes only trying to scare you into submission because he knows he'd kill himself to save you and that would only work once.

🐻 He likes hearing you answer back and put the boys in their place, whenever any of the lads in the bakery say something innapropriate of try to tease you you put them in their place pretty quick.

🐻Alfie likes to join in then "Whats the matter lad, scared of a girl now are you? Fuckin hell kids these days, worlds gone bloody soft..."

Arthur

🍂You snap at him because he snaps at you. You fuckin hate men who shout at women

🍂 So when arthur shouts at you you shout right fuckin back and shit does it scare him. He isnt expecting it for one, but more than that, hes never had a woman shout at him like that before.

🍂 You only slapped him once, and it was because he fucking deserved it. He got all up in your face barking bloody orders at you, it was after some serious peaky business had gone sour and to be honest, he was scared. Wanted to communicate just how serious the situation was...

🍂But he scared you, and again, he shouted, he was so close to your face he spat at you when he spoke, and you saw red.

🍂 So you slapped him, and it shut him up but then all hell broke loose.

🍂 He grabbed you pretty forcefully, snatched the breath from you, holding your collar in a fist. You saw the whites of his eyes, he was so angry

🍂 "That was fuckin out of order sweetheart, you dont fuckin hit people do ye? Do i do that to you do i? Have i ever fuckin laid a finger on you? Eh? Have i?"

🍂 You regretted it imediately but you were also kind of proud you did it. You werent just going to let him bully you.

🍂"What kind of a world would it be if we all went around fuckin hittin eachother all the time eh?"

🍂 "sounds a lot like the world youre already living in Arthur..." the fact youd answer him back with such a cheeky remark even now has him drop you hes so shocked.

🍂 Hes used to everyone being terrified of him, even his brothers know not to piss him off or get clever with him, but here you are at the height of his temper making comments like that, and with a smirk on your lips and all.

🍂 "Right sweetheart, im going to give you one last chance to apologise to me alright... Youve got till i say 3...one, two..."

🍂 "I aint apologising for nothin Arthur, you dont scare me..."

🍂 Its not true, he does, he terrifies you sometimes and right now when his breathings ragged and hes red in the face, yeah he terrfies you..

🍂 But you wont admit that, not ever and theres something about your brave tone and the determined defiant look in your eyes that really turns Arthur on...

🍂 So you fuck, thats how he deals with your defiance, he takes his anger out by fucking you fast and rough.

🍂 Its also the only way he'll ever get an apology out of you.

John

🌼 Doesnt like it, doesnt sit right with him being spoken to like that by a woman, its not right.

🌼 But does he get off on seeing you speak like that to other men? So much... Especially when its classic authority figures like the police. He also loves to hear you knock Isaiahs and Finns cocky smirks right off their faces.

🌼 He likes defending you but he doesnt half admire the fact that you dont need him too.

🌼But it does annoy him when you then tell him not to defend you. Hes your man, its his job to defend you. Especially from other men.

🌼His favourite thing about your quick temper is the way you talk to Linda... Linda likes to make plenty of snide comments about you, your class, the fact that you swear and take the lords name in vane. The fact that you're fucking a gangster out of wedlock. Shes always telling you that you live in sin and youre always telling her where to shove her bible.

🌼The number of times he hasnt been able to stop himself laughing out loud when youve snapped back at Linda. He fucking loves it, and he encourages you too, telling you how fantastic it was later when youre away from everyone.

🌼He doesnt like it when you snap at Tommy though, John is scared of his older brother, he knows Tommy wont stand for your defiance and so hes always begging you not to start anything with tommy. For the most part you oblige but every now and then when you think somethings unreasonable...

🌼John finds himself having to make excuses for you, apologising on your behalf cause you sure as hell won't do it.

🌼 Especially because usually when you snap at Tommy its because youre trying to protect John from risking his life in another Tommy scheme.

Bonnie

🍀 Bonnie doesnt have many rules for you and he isnt one to go ordering you about. He only asks that you look after yourself, that you dont go getting yourself into any trouble.

🍀And that you stay away from the peaky blinders, you dont interfere with him and his dads business with them

🍀And thats where you just can't oblige... Your curiosity gets the better of you for a start, you want to know who your mans getting involved with but more than that youre worried.

🍀You care about bonnie deeply and so you want to know everything about his work so that you can best learn how to protect him.

🍀If you get cheeky with him its probably over something lighthearted. Bonnie doesn't really have a temper for taking out on you, if youre arguing he tends to let you say your piece but he wont rise to it.

🍀"Am only telling you not to get involved because i love you little dove, cant have you getting hurt... Dont know what id do if anything ever happened to you... Thats why i tell you to stay away... Cause i love you," he tells you this whilst cupping your face in his palm, kissing your forehead.

🍀 And because of this you dont really argue at all. Unless youve put yourself in harms way, then he maybe has some sharp words for you, they're just a fuelled only by concern for you though. Hes a gentle soul.

🍀He does adore your witt and sharp tongue though, loves it when you give as good as you get from the other boys at the settlement, loves to hear you answer back the adult men and women too.

🍀Youre so wild and it balances his calm/gentle nature.

🍀 Its even more entertaining when hes training at the boxing gym, when his teachers being a miserable bastard, laying into Bonnie purely because hes a gypsy boy, sometimes youll snap at him in english so he can understand, but sometimes youll say it in romani so that only you and Bonnie can know what youve said.

🍀Bonnie laughing, gleeful and proud because you can be so brutal, and because youve really pissed his teacher off. When the old man demands he tell him what you said Bonnie will only occasionally translate, sometimes he'll just repeat what you said in romani again. Therell be steam practically coming out the old mans ears.

🍀One day Tommy catches what you've said and then you and Bonnie both get into trouble, you both feel like school children being reprimanded. But even tommy has a soft spot for you, he found your romani insult entertaining too.

🍀 Sometimes bonnie likes to remind you of your bad behaviour when youre havibg sex, he likes to tell you how cheeky you are, how youre gonna get yourself into trouble if youre not careful.

🍀"With who? You?" "Are you testing me little dove?"

🍀 Your temper has causes real trouble before, you talked back to a man in the garrison and he raised his hand to hit you. Bonnie cut in the second he saw what was happening.... Hes not a boy who has a temper until someone threatens you...

🍀Even if you were asking for trouble.

Isaiah

🐀Doesnt like that you talk back to him but does like that you talk back to other people. Its a tricky situation and he doesn't know how to deal with you

🐀It would be a shame to tame you when you bring him so much entertainment, but he also cant stand it when youre rude to him

🐀Feels like it threatens his manhood when he lets you get away with answering back or defying him

🐀So he doesnt let you get away with it, he has plenty of ways to punish you when youre bad... Most of them sexual.

🐀The problem is, hes such a cocky bastard and sometimes that just gets under your skin and rubs you up the wrong way.

🐀"dont see why i should have to take orders from you, youre no Tommy Shelby..."

🐀Saying stuff like that reallyyyyy riles him up, it wounds his ego, it pisses him off.

🐀You get yourself in trouble with him so much but you like the being in trouble, you get your kicks from watching his temper flare.

🐀Kind of likes that youre rude to him sometimes because it gives him an excuse to put you over his lap and spank you.

🐀It causes problems for him when you're rude to Michael, not so much because Michael would hurt you but because Polly wouldn't hesitate to smack you. And it has happened before.

🐀Isaiah actually found himself on your side, stepped in to stop her doing it again. When he checked you over after taking you away somewhere you could be alone, he grinned at you, congratulationed you on putting michael in his place, "he can be a right smug git sometimes, deserved what you said to him,"

🐀Mostly he likes that youre a little wild and unpredictable, the problem is so is he... So you lead eachother to take risks when you shouldnt.

🐀Loves to fuck the defiance out of you, "think you're clever do you, answer me back, breaking the rules... Think you're a clever girl huh y/n?" "Still feel fucking clever now?"

🐀Will bend you over the bed and fuck you witb your face pushed into the mattress, spanking you too until you finally say youre sorry and promise not tk disobey him again.

🐀But both of you know that you will, its like you just cant help yourself.

Michael

☘️ "No, fucking no... You don't talk to me like that y/n you just fucking dont..."

☘️He wont stand for it, he hates that you dare to challenge him. It pierces his delicate ego and it reminds him that he'll never be as authorititave as Tommy.

☘️ "Im your fuckin husband and youll show me some fucking respect..."

☘️ "What about your respect Michael? Do i get to have your respect?"

☘️ He is constantly telling you to behave yourself but he cant tame you. He knows deep down he'll never be able to and he also wonders whether hed still be attracted to you if you were meak and completely submissive. Wouldnt that bore him?

☘️Spanks you, it goes against his morals to hit a woman but once, once you really crossed a line and he raised his hand to you... He never actually hit you but the intent was there and the moment he caught himself, stopped himself, he felt terrible.

☘️ "What? You gonna hit me Michael? You gonna hit a girl? Some man you are eh..." youd spat at him, completely defiant, even with his hand raised to strike you youd been confident enough to look him dead in the eyes and continue to chastise him.

☘️ Polly kind of admires you for not taking any shit from Michael, she'd have raised her son to respect women if she had had the chance to, so shes glad you stand up for yourself. Its the only way to survive in the Shelby family.

☘️ Michael doesnt like it when you defy Tommy, when you question him and argue back in family meetings. It embarrasses him, thinks it makes it look like he cant control his wife... But he cant control his wife.

☘️ He takes his anger with you out on you during sex but honestly you love that and it just makes you want to push his buttons even more.

☘️Youve even brought it up in an argument... "Why whatre you gonna do to me Michael, if i swear at you one more time what will you do? You gonna fuck me are you? You gonna fuck your wife until she fuckin cries? Go on i double dare you..."

☘️ You end up with bruises.

#tommy shelby x reader #bonnie gold x reader #peaky blinders imagines #arthur shelby x reader #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders headcanon #peaky blinders imagine #alfie solomons fanfic #alfie solomons imagine #alfie solomons x reader

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raspberryslushie · 10 months

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Scrapbooking

Ft. Xiao, Kazuha, Itto, Cyno, Wanderer, Alhaitham, Albedo, Tighnari x gn!reader

Warnings: Slightly OOC, a few grammar mistakes.

Xiao:

You first suggested the idea of keeping a scrapbook with him when confronted with the problem of your own mortality and the inevitability of fate that most of everyone had to learn to accept. Yet it wasn’t your own end that you were worried for, but rather how Xiao would handle it. Making an album of sorts like this was your way of memorializing all the moments you had together so that the two of you would be able to look back on them in future times.

He probably doesn’t like getting his own pictures taken, and would much rather turn the camera’s lens towards you, so if you either have to compensate by taking selfies with both of you instead, or play a few tricks and catching him by surprise.

Spending time with him doing activities more relaxing like cutting out little paper stars to decorate the pages would definitely be a new experience for Xiao. One time he tried to draw the two of you together but it turned out a little bit questionable ??? (you still pasted it in the book, though).

When the qingxins begin to bloom, he would pick a few to press and dry for the book because the heart shaped leaves remind him of you. There would definitely be a few other kinds of flowers though, and when you asked why, Xiao would probably explain that they were the other yakshas’ favorites.

You found out that when Xiao thinks you’re not looking, he’d steal a few photos of you that you prepared to be pasted into the book for himself, so you always have to bring a few more pictures just in case.

Treasures the book and protects it with his life like it’s your child LMAO he may find it hard to admit, but really does care about the book especially since you put so much effort into it.

Kazuha:

Kazuha doesn’t mind doing something as domestic as making a scrapbook with you, and would probably suggest it first.

He definitely has a couple pages just full of leaves that he thought looked nice on his walks out.

Other times, you’d find new pages full of scraps of paper that Kazuha scribbled haikus down on, and they all share one thing in common: the subject is you.

Kazuha might begin collecting little rolls of decorative tape too, buying them from crafts stores back at inazuma. I imagine they’d have his signature leaf motifs and also the traditional inazuman ones on them. He’d probably find any excuse he has to use those tape rolls because of how colorful they are… like imagine little tanuki or foxes running across every page.

Contrary to some other people, Kazuha would have no problems taking photos with you, and would take a liking to bringing the camera along in all your travels. He’s very connected and in touch with the world around him, so being able to capture any moment he wishes is an appealing thought. Because of this, your scrapbook is going to be filled with photos of not just the two of you, but also stray cats on the streets, scenic views upon the Crux, firework shows in Inazuma….and the list goes on.

But of course, his favorite part of all of this is spending time decorating the pages with you! His favorite colors to use would of course be the colors of the leaves (they’re practically his brand at this point). If you happen to like those colors too, he’d be even giddier, gladly coloring in any blank spaces with colored pencils. Overall, Kazuha has a lot of time on his hands, but knows that his time is not eternal, so he treasures the book because it allows him to hold onto the past, reminding him when he forgets.

Itto:

Itto is definitely the type to go through all the trouble folding origami stars (especially with how clumsy he could be)…and then get sad when he realizes that they’re going to get crushed if he actually puts them in the book. So you also get him a little jar to put the stars in. Off-topic, but he probably also likes writing little wishes on the strips of paper before folding them into stars, so he gets really excited and thinks that the stars actually work whenever one of those wishes comes true. Who knows, maybe he’s right and there is a paper star god out there listening in on his wishes.

There would probably be a record of all the beetle duals that he has won and badly drawn images of his favorite beetles (like those posters in that one beetle event with Itto 💀).

And like his artwork, his handwriting probably isn’t the most outstanding, safe to say. Despite how enthusiastic Itto may be with the prospect of creating a scrapbook with you, there’s a slight learning curve when it comes to him. But in the end, it’s a good thing for him to try something new that doesn’t require so much energy to maintain.

Unexpectedly, the book fills up extremely quickly with all kinds of photos (even a few blurry ones because Itto didn’t want to throw any of them out). But that’s all because his simple presence is enough to make the passing of time feel special.

Now that you’ve made one with him, he’s probably eager to share the craft with the rest of the gang too. Whether they pick up on it or not is a different story, but Shinobu is probably the most glad to finally have a way for Itto to sit down quietly.

Cyno:

Cyno might use the scrapbook to also store some of his limited edition tcg cards since he treasures them so much. You thought it was your shared scrapbook, but NO. It was all for Cyno and his card games 💀. All jokes aside though, he would agree to make a scrapbook with you without much hassle. He doesn’t have much free time on his hands between being the General Mahamatra and spending much of his breaks on winning Genius Invocation games, but he’ll somehow always have time for his lover.

Enjoys taking pictures a lot. During hangouts with his friends, he especially likes to photograph his victories…much to the “annoyance” of his colleagues. Still, not all the photos are of Tighnari or Kaveh malding. There are images of group get-togethers at fancy restaurants, birthdays gone by, and festivals spent with smiles. In this way, it shows that despite Cyno’s tough exterior, he does care a lot for his friends.

He probably has a stamp with his name on it with something strange like “CYNO CERTIFIED” and enjoys imprinting it on random pages that he makes. Especially on pages with your photos on them LMAO.

Other than that, he treats the scrapbook more like a photo album. He probably isn’t as heavy on the more artistic approaches to this kind of project, all that matters is that it serves its original purpose of containing your memories together.

Was eating and got tomato or whatever on a page. It's a treasured and framed piece of artwork now.

Alhaitham:

Alhaitham has probably already tried something like this before. Being that he is the scribe of the Academiya, recording the important moments in his life would only come as natural with the nature of his profession as well. However, he treats the whole thing as more of a duty and job that he must do rather than a simple past time.

He probably has an assortment of pens and inks, so you can expect all kinds of scriptures written down in the book. Alhaitham himself isn’t picky, and most were likely simple gifts from occasions such as his birthday, so he’s even alright with you keeping a few (he’s keeping the set you gave him though–no take backs).

Sometimes you might find him reading the book like it’s some advanced piece of literature. Don’t mind him he’s just lost in his thoughts analyzing every single page. If it makes him happy, so be it.

Takes a photo of the two of you and fashions a bookmark out of it. It's his uncontested favorite now, and specially reserved for the scrapbook.

Loves watching you decorate the book, and especially loves watching you treat his photos like they’re some ancient artifact. It makes him feel all special and pampered inside.

Once he’s done with the first book, he starts another, and then another, and another… It only makes sense to keep the series updated as time goes on, but sometimes you wonder if the grind is getting to him LKAJSF;SA

Albedo:

THE artist. This man’s illustrations are PEAK. He’s one for perfection, striving to capture the world not only digitally with a Kamera but also by hand. In fact, he prefers to do it this way because the process of creating something with his own hands is more memorable to him.

One time he got distracted in the middle of an illustration of Sumeru’s fungi that you asked him to draw and gave them faces??/ that looked strangely like the two of you??? To this day you have no idea what was going on in his mind when he suddenly changed the drawing from scientific to horrific /j but its a unique addition to the book so that’s that ig

But of course, that doesn’t mean Albedo’s photographs are any less beautiful.

The angles, scenes, framing, and even the filters that were applied were perfected. Sometimes you wonder what his profession would be if he wasn't currently under the Knights of Favonius.

Worries and applies a TON of varnish onto a few pages of the scrapbook. That way the art and photos would last longer.

Takes extremely good care of the book and makes extra caution when he realizes that it may be in danger of Klee (he has all his best work in there man).

Wouldn't tell you it, but he's super proud of having made the book with you, and loves looking over it in his free time as an energy booster LMAO.

Tighnari:

Just like Albedo, I feel that Tighnari would be pretty decent at this kind of activity. With the journaling that must come with his work as a forest ranger, his attention to detail is extremely keen. Not to mention the fact that drawing and taking pictures would be much more familiar to him as well.

Tighnari would definitely prefer glue sticks to liquid glue, the reason being that there may have once been a small accident resulting in a bottle of runny adhesive spilling all over his fluffy tail.

He might’ve screamed like a little kid and acted a little grumpier than usual for a whole week.

But with a lot of reassurance from you that all the “bad glue” had been sealed and locked up (“to never see the light of day ever again”), he was willing to try again.

Unlike Cyno who’s pretty barebones with his work, I think Tighnari would like to dress up the pages that he decorates a bit more. Not too much to the point that it’s overbearing, but a couple ribbons and stickers would do.

The stickers in question are all of little squirrels and birds. THEY'RE sO CUTE KJJDDJLKD

Makes the squirrels stare at the pictures of flowers he took because it's more "accurate that way". In the same manner, he also likes putting stickers of birds around you like you're a Disney princess of some sort.

IM THIS CLSOE TO ENDING IT ALL YOU GUYS DONT UNDERSTAND...... .. . . i kept clicking control z bc its closer than delete and its in my muscle memory and uh control z deletes the whole post haha kjrjkr i had to rewrite it 4 times but thankfully we coolin now lets GOO

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goguenard · 7 months

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William Solaire HEADCANONS (very random)

(I will probably post a part II with more romantic/spicy headcanons but for now there you go)

-Huge dirty dancing fan, knows all the song and probably the whole movie by heart. Alexis showed him once and now they watch it every year at the clan (yes they have movie nights)

-He used to keep track of fashion trends and dressed appropriately but ended up sticking with a Victorian style and only dressing up according to the trends if required

-He always loved sketching and designing objects/jewellery and he still does it to this day (all in traditional with parchment paper and charcoal pens) he often finds local artists and commissions them to make his designs as gifts for the clan

-Very confused by technology and only knows the bare minimum, he would like to learn more but he genuinely struggles so he mostly asks Sam and Lovely

-He bonds a lot with Lovely, they have a book club together (Angel, Cam and some clan members are appart of it), Lovely explains gen Z stuff and William tells them stories

-William is a big tea enjoyer and keeps everyone’s favorite tea or coffee beans (also knows how to make homemade coffee) in his office when they come by to talk

-He drew portraits of every meaningful person he met and does more rendered ones (sometimes paintings) of everyone in the clan, he does little sessions where he invites them over to his residence one afternoon to pose however they want to

-On that note, when it comes to Quinn’s or Adam’s portraits he asked Darlin and Lovely what they wanted to do with them and they ended up burning them as a way to heal (he proposed that idea and picked a very nice location where they ate s’mores afterwards)

-He is from a seaside city in the south of France called Collioure, this city is known for its artists and was actually the place where the fauvism movement (an art movement) was born which is one of his favourite art movements with realism (him being from there also means that he has a southern accent, a french one but still a southern accent)

-He doesn’t eat much human food but likes to bake french treats like Bottreaux which is a simple diamond shaped fritter toper with sugar (also known as the fritter from princess and the frog) its very easy to make so he makes a bunch for the clan and often goes to New Orléans to eat them, he also has a cutesy « kiss the cook » apron that Vincent bought him to mock him years ago (he loved it and thought it was a progression in their relationship)

-Let’s be real, this man doesn’t care for pronouns. I think he identifies as a man but genuinely do not care how people refer to him, ESPECIALLY since he knows that using multiple pronouns help queer clan members feel more comfortable with their own identity

-This man is also probably pan or bi (i do think he might have a slight preference for men), and although he had PLENTY OF TIME to do so I don’t think he hooked up with a lot of people, only when he was curious about something (im not saying this man never got intimidate with anyone im saying that he wouldn’t ask for it and probably tested stuff because he wanted to)

-Demi sexual king that is also a strong believer in soulmates, reason why I think he never was in a relationship, he waited for his soulmate (scenario where he believes in romantic soulmates)

-Actually loves the sun especially the clear blue sky of southern france, he misses it a lot and paints a lot of sky because of it when he feels sad

-Contrary to Sam he actually prefers to eat from people, because he sees it as an interaction with someone rather than just a meal or an energy boost. So he has a bunch of different people (all consensual ofc) he regularly feeds on.

-Can handle social situations just fine, he is very charismatic and well spoken BUT it does tires him a lot (as to why Vincent handles most of it) so sometimes when he comes home from a very social day /week he doesn’t control his abilities as well and has broken door handles, curtains, sinks ect…

(The town in question aka Collioure)

(And the Bottereaux <33 fucking love those fritters)

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted solaire clan #redacted vincent #redacted headcanons #redacted william #william solaire #vincent solaire #redacted lovely #redacted alexis #im so gay for him #the french inside me is going wild

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sapphorror · 5 months

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Now that you have read the ZimVoid arc, what are your toughts on Zib and Za2r (Zib❤Zim2[2im{twoim}])?

I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!! alright, maybe I was definitely going to say this all anyway, but now I have a decent excuse to braindump it all at once instead of trying to write, I don't know, coherent analysis.

Yeah, I'm obsessed with this guy. I'm still only just starting to build a proper 3D model of him in my head, so don't take anything I rave about here too seriously, but my god is Zib something else. Also, really cute. No one told me he'd be cute and I wasn't at all equipped to deal with what I got. I was operating under the assumption he was going to be at least a LITTLE cool, but this is the most pathetic wet meow meow of a character I have ever seen, and that is no small statement.

(Also also, is it just me, or does the way Zib's drawn remind anyone else of rubber hose animation like, moreso than the comics artstyle generally does? I can't quite pin down what's making it feel that way, but I like it. Gives him Vibes™, y'know?)

Anyway. Fusions like Zib are always going to be fun, just for what they imply about their component characters and the game of trying to identify what characteristics come from where. And Zib is especially fun for this because Zim and Dib are such similar people to begin with. It honestly doesn't surprise me that the Zimfluence went initially unnoticed by our Dib, not just because he's more prone to cognitive bias than he likes to believe, but because there are so many overlapping traits between these two guys that Zib wasn't so much altered by the fusion as he was exacerbated. They blend seamlessly to the point it's really hard to pick out where one ends and the other begins, and in a different kind of story, Dib might actually be forced to reflect on what that implies about him and his motivations. As is, he's just going to keep fooling himself, though.

Probably the most obvious dichotomy between them, at least where it applies to Zib, is motive, and that definitely brings up some interesting questions. When he chooses to take over the Earth, is that the Zim side disguised by Dib-passing justifications, or does it say a whole lot more about Dib's actual loyalty to the Earth against his loyalty to opposing Zim than anyone would really like it to? How about the total lack of internal conflict when it comes to decimating the Armada and wrecking the Irken Empire? What does that say about Zim's ultimate loyalties?

Granted, I am at this point pretty certain Zib didn't just put on the PAK and call it a day, I think he took precautionary measures to ensure that the Dib half remained the 'dominant' personality, given that in 10 Minutes to Doom we see him completely subsumed by Zim's coding, so this isn't a perfect equal split. But it is still a split—Zib clearly did not have the foresight to account for everything, if he even wanted to—and the fact he prepared himself for this is itself interesting, because it means the decision was premeditated, not done on a whim during some momentary mental break. This might even be why he's half-Irken; instead of the PAK altering his biology, maybe Zib altered his biology so it could survive the long-term integration of the PAK. And isn't it just insane to imagine any version of Dib willingly body-horroring himself like that, stripping away his own humanity? When he accused our Dib of being just another ignorant human, could that maybe be a sign that he didn't want to have anything in common with those people anymore?

None of this is what really gets me about Zib, though. This is.

Admittedly, I'm sort of predisposed here, because I have this whole Thing about Dib's unfaltering belief he can somehow prove himself to humanity, despite all evidence to the contrary, being in essence identical to Zim's delusion that he's already adored by all... that's it's whole own post, tbh, but my point is Dib's ostracization wouldn't be solved by exposing Zim, and it's fun to see that explicitly confirmed.

But it's also more specific than that. Because what Zib was forced to realize here is that he destroyed the only person capable of actually caring about him. And that's why the Zimvoid is the Zimvoid, isn't it? Zib could've used those portals to escape anywhere or lure in anything, but instead he does this. Part of that's the obsessive need to succeed where he'd previously failed and decimate the Armada (+ repeatedly 'defeat' Zim because he's still too emotionally stunted to understand that's not actually what he needs), and I think all of that is important, but there's also something to be said about how deeply driven Dib is by the desire for external validation, and here he went and fused himself with the one person in the universe who might be even more love-hungry than he is. Zib's not afraid of being alone simply because he dislikes isolation—I mean, even within the Zimvoid, he still physically and ESPECIALLY emotionally isolates himself from the other Zims. Being the only person left in his reality means there's no one to admire his greatness, and given who he's a combination of, of course that's his worst nightmare. And ridiculous as it may be, he understands that Zim is the only person who's ever given him that kind of attention. So why not make a whole planet of them? Why not trick them into idolizing him? I mean, who else could even matter besides Zim?

Also? This one's sort of auxiliary to the last point, but there is something deeply, deeply sexy and thematically chewy in Dib wanting/needing Zim so badly that he quite literally became him, and that not being enough. I mean, what is the Zimvoid but a huge collector's display? And it's exactly this that makes him the architect of his own ultimate tragedy. I have a thing for characters who damn themselves not through any single choice, but by passing up a million little opportunities to save themselves, totally confident in their decisions right up til the moment it actually is too late. He could've used those portals to escape to another timeline. He could've designed the Zimvoid as anything other than a ticking timebomb of lies, conflict, and an ever inflating population of lunatics. He could've given up on his destructive plans and just enjoyed the huge fucked up harem he built for himself. He could've quit while he was ahead.

And the really funny thing is, even after the collapse of the Zimvoid, his total isolation is still a consequence of his own actions. I mean, the Zim from his own timeline literally cannot be taken away from him through any method short of murder. He's still right there. But by winning, by possessing his Zim to the point of consumption, Zib defeated the entire purpose of having Zim in the first place. They'll never be separated, and that's exactly the reason why he'll always be alone.

As for ZA2R... hm. I'm not sure if I have much to say about them just yet, but suffice to say I am Deeply Compelled. I'm always weak for that (false) god x worshipper dynamic. It's about someone as lonely and broken and closed off as Zib finding out the hard way that they're still capable of genuine love, no matter how bad they are at it, and there's something very special in every Zim's desire to be someone's favorite being so specifically exploited. I mean, the dynamic of highest subordinate is essentially identical to the one Zim likes to imagine he has with the Tallest, only actually real. Dishonest and exploitative, to be sure, but still real. And hey, important question, but what about #2's personal Dib and the fact Zib is always going to be implicitly competing against the person actually cosmically destined for his partner, because he fucked his own cosmic destiny up so badly? Or the inevitable spectacle of Dib's semi-latent yandere tendencies being brought to bear against himself?

Also! Shameless Homestuck chatter, but I take so much joy in pale ZADR dynamics (black diamond romance my beloved), and the fun thing about ZA2R is that their default pacifier/pacified dynamic swaps. In, uh, normal person terms, they've managed to contrive themselves a situation in which Zim is actually the comparatively sane/stable one, keyword comparatively, and being worked to death about it. There's nothing I love more than a justified role reversal, y'know?

THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT FOR NOW but like I've been thinking about these guys nonstop for 24 hours already, I WILL be losing my mind about them again. I don't know when, I don't know how, but it's gonna happen.

#invader zim #zib #za2r #zadr #zadp #za2p #meta #my meta #saph reads #iz posting #asks

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scorpiomoon-444 · 1 year

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omatikaya!reader (19) x neteyam (19) v. aonung (19)

summary: in which reader follows the Sullys to adapt to the Metkayina lifestyle in Jake Sully’s hopes of keeping his family safe.

aged-up!neteyam pic/s creds to @cinetrix ! (fr doing god’s work)🫶🏼

ary’tanika (reader) x neteyam v. ao’nung

PSA: i won’t be giving much detail about the characters yet bc i personally love the element of surprise--i’ll let y’all figure it out as you read and as i release more parts :) the characters will be aged up. as for the reader (y/n), the name ary’tanika is y/n’s na’vi name (stay tuned for more on that). like i mentioned, more details coming soon <3 hope you all look forward to it :) ! (this is my first fic so please be patient and give it lots of love🙏)

*Ary - pronounced ‘Ah-ri’ short for Ary’tanika

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“So..?” Ao’nung asks curiously. “Are you gonna sit, or just stand there all day?” He cocks an eyebrow at you in judgement, but his voice welcomes a flirty tone, a small smirk dancing at the corners of his lips as he looks up at you with a playful glance.

“Fine. I’ll sit next to you,” You decide, a glint of mischief in your eyes, slightly picking up on his energy. His tail wags softly in anticipation—though he doesn’t think you notice—as he makes some room for you to sit down. His ears subtly perk up as he waits, before you take a seat on the sand beside him.

“Are you, possibly, a bit nervous?” He teases, a soft smirk playing on his lips, before his eyes wander to the nearby ocean. There it is. Ao’nung seems to have a very playful demeanor when it comes to you, contrary to your family friends, the fellow Omaticaya.

“Or maybe I’m just imagining things…” he finishes with a chuckle, his ears perking up as he glances at you from the side.

You let out a breathy laugh, “And exactly what about me helped put that idea in your head?” You raise a brow at him, leaning back on the palms of your hands.

“Well, I’d think anyone would be nervous sitting next to me,” He replies with a soft chuckle and teasing grin. “What’s the real answer?” Ao’nung asks playfully. “And don’t lie to me,” He warns with a small smirk, “I can read minds.” His gaze meets yours, before his eyes trail down the rest of your figure.

“Is it something more, maybe...?” He adds with a grin, his ears perking up as he leans in closer. “That’s if my intuition is right,” He pauses, placing a hand on his chest, “which it always is.”

You can’t help the amused smile on your lips at his words. “You’re seemingly confident,” You chuckle at his cocky demeanor—nothing he hasn’t shown you. “If you could read minds…” You tease, “Tell me what I’m thinking, then. Right now.”

Ao’nung is amused by your playful banter and smirks at your demand.

“How about, you’ve got the hots for me, is that about right?” He asks cheekily, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he meets yours. “Or perhaps something else?... Does that answer your question,” He pauses for a mere second, “...Little one?”

His words bring you back to the events from just the other day, his tail brushing gently against your leg, a playful twinkle in his eyes.

Your eyes widen and ears perk up slightly at the sudden contact of his skin on yours.

“Now you know why I think you’re nervous…” He chuckles softly to himself as you react in surprise, a playful grin forming on his face—seemingly content with the effect his subtle touch has on you.

It takes you a small moment to compose yourself before speaking again. "Wrong...” You begin, brushing him off. “Let's not get cocky, Ao'nung," You tease, tilting your head in a playful manner with a subtle expression of mischief.

“Doesn’t count if I’m only being honest,” He says confidently, before slowly bringing his lips close to your ear, “and I think you know that,” He mutters in a soft, low tone.

His voice alone sends chills down your spine, but you ignore and shake off the feeling it brings. “I’ll prove it,” You try to say nonchalantly, with daring eyes.

Ao’nung grins even more and raises his eyebrows, ears twitching with anticipation. “Oh?” He hums, amused by your provocation. “Is that a challenge?”

“All I’m saying is... I think you may be a little confused,” You pause—shifting your weight in the sand to face him completely—before leaning closer to him. “It’s you whose got the hots for me,” You say softly. “Or like you said... perhaps, something more?” You raise a brow at him.

Just then, Neteyam, comes into sight. You take notice of his approach from the corner of your eye and take this as a cue to dismiss yourself.

“Is that so?” Ao’nung chuckles, his voice low and rough as his eyes narrow lightly on yours. “And do you have any proof of this… obsession of mine?” His lips twitch into another smirk, and this time he shifts a little closer, his expression unreadable. But his eyes—those pale orbs of aquamarine—hold a hint of a challenge. A hint of a game they’re playing, like they’re waiting for you to step up.

Just the idea of it gets his heart racing.

You simply grin at him kindly and stand from previously laying on the sand beside Ao’nung, your tail slowly caressing his arm as you turn on your heels to face him. You almost miss the subtle wag of his tail at the abrupt contact of skin.

"I should get going," You say dismissively, looking down at his figure on the sand.

“Is it too much..?” He asks slowly, all while his tail brushes gently against your leg, attentive to any reaction you might have to him.

"So considerate of you to ask..." You tease with a pout and a shake of your head. “But you should know,” You tell him, “too much is never enough.”

His eyes shine with amusement, and your soft gaze meets his, a smirk spreading on his face. “We’ll see about that.”

You raise an eyebrow at his cocky attitude. "Maybe we will. Or maybe not." You shrug derisively at his challenge, clearly confident in your anticipated victory.

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you from afar.

"That's me,” You tell Ao’nung, excusing yourself as you turn on your heels to head in Neteyam’s direction. You look over your shoulder one last time as you walk away, “Don't miss me while I’m gone, Ao'nung," You tease.

He lets out a chuckle, a grin slipping across his lips, sharp white teeth baring, his voice a low rumble with subtle sarcasm. "I won't miss you...at all.” His words only serve to make his smirk grow even wider. He stands up as well—his tail wrapping around yours to take ahold of, before he pulls you back into his chest in an embrace. “Hope I don’t take up too many of your thoughts, little one,” He purrs into your ear.

Neteyam spots you and Ao'nung speaking alone by the beach. He observes from afar, noticing the way his tail brushes against your leg, or yours against his arm. He consistently turns a blind eye to the reason behind his muscles tensing up at the sight ahead of him.

It’s initially because you confide too much in your friendship with him that it’s an idea he doesn’t even consider pursuing, as it could potentially jeopardize your friendship. A friendship developed years ago that—for some time, now—has been what’s grounded both of you in times of distress. You have always been best friends. Neteyam contemplated quite some time about being honest with you about this, but with the Sky People hunting his family, things got so very a little complicated, so he settled for a choice where you’d be safest. He thinks it’s best to keep things as they are—as best friends. That’s it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Nontheless, the sight in front of him makes him feel ways he typically doesn’t feel. He’s bothered. But seemingly more frustrated—more so with himself.

Not that he initially would, but Neteyam understands he can’t make a scene. Despite how badly he hated the idea of you and Ao’nung. Especially not with the son and heir of the Metkayina Chief. Though, Lo’ak had a different plan for him waiting to happen later that day.

"Ary!" Neteyam calls for you.

You break from Ao’nung’s embrace, his slightly larger tail keeping its hold on yours.

Your heart leaps at the sight of Neteyam approaching. You almost miss the subtle flash of anger in his gaze as he watches you two. He gives you a smile, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Hey,” Neteyam says loudly, his voice warm, though slightly strained. If you didn’t know him so well, you would have missed the slight variance in his voice.

"Neteyam," You acknowledge him with a soft tone, giving him a warm, earnest smile, genuinely happy to see him.

The rage he feels building up under the surface instantly dissipates at the tone of your voice and gentle expression. Though, his eyes jump between you, Ao’nung, and your intertwined tails.

The flash of jealousy comes and goes quickly when he catches the way Ao’nung had you wrapped in an embrace from behind, only a couple seconds prior. The tension in his muscles are still there, but he recovers his composure, and you hear his voice—it’s soft, like usual. “What are the two of you up to?”

"Ary was just telling me how nervous I make her," Ao'nung teases you, a glint of mischief in his eyes, to which you roll your eyes.

Your peeved demeanor gives Neteyam a little reassurance. Still, he can't help but notice the way your tail’s wrapped around Ao’nung’s. Technically, it’s his wrapped around yours. Neteyam habitually avails himself with equanimity in difficult situations, usually reserved, not often letting his emotions determine his actions. Except, he can’t help the way he’s so bothered at the way Ao'nung's eyes rake you.

Neteyam nods, a smile on his face. “I’m not sure you’re aware of the difference between nervous and scared,” He replies, attempting to conceal his true feelings with sarcasm. He tries to seem unaffected, so hard that he actually manages to maintain a pretty natural demeanor. You can almost miss the brief flash of anger that’s flitting across his eyes before he catches it—before the feelings of tension and jealousy are gone.

"I’m not interrupting something.. am I?" Neteyam asks, his eyes darting back and forth between you and Ao'nung. He’s always been very attentive—observant eyes watching closely and ears listening carefully. Constantly giving close and thoughtful attention to the behaviors, expressions, and intentions of those around him. It is this observant, leader-like quality that differentiates him from others—he always takes care of things with persistence, and will take notice of very subtle changes.

"No," You almost stammer, retracting your tail from Ao'nung's, before averting your gaze to the beach, afraid Neteyam would take one look into your eyes and see right through your lie. Which, to be fair, isn’t a lie.

Not a big lie, anyway.

There are no feelings involved when it comes to Ao’nung. But there definitely was something going on between the two of you.

Tension. That’s it.

You and Neteyam are far from ever becoming mates, and you have both proven this to one another numerous times through reoccurring events. Back home, you were well aware Neteyam invested time into seeing other Na’vi, just as you did. For the fun of it. Though, neither of you really had too much time on your hands as you constantly spent your time training together, and when you weren’t, you were busy foraging for plants and herbs with Kiri.

Still... Why does it feel any different if it’s Ao’nung?

Neteyam’s eyebrows furrow and displays a mixture of an anxious and pained expression on his face. He seems genuinely upset for a moment, but then it’s gone, the look wiped clean from his face. Fuck. He definitely saw through the lie.

He smiles a bit, in hopes of making light of the situation. “What is it... Some kinda secret going on, or...?” Neteyam questions with a smirk, his expression a little joking, but there’s a genuine question in there, behind the playful facade.

"No," You reassure Neteyam again. "There are no secrets," You tell him, briefly sharing a glance with Ao'nung—whose eyebrows go up as soon as he notices the slight hesitance in your voice from earlier. His ears perk up as his tail wags quickly, the tip moving up and down.

"Are you sure?" He asks with a subtle sneer. "You aren’t hiding something.. are you?" He demands with a soft chuckle. He circles you, his eyes glittering with amusement as he gives Neteyam a playful smirk and inches closer to you. “You don’t keep secrets, Ary… do you?"

There’s amusement in his hum when he asks, his tail gently brushing against your leg. He’s taunting you. His eyes then avert to the deeper-blue skinned Na’vi, whose expression instantly and very visibly transforms. His eyes immediately fill with rage, his jaw tensing.

“Stop this,” Neteyam takes a step towards him, “Now,” he growls, baring his teeth out of annoyance, his pupils enlarging ever so slightly so the white parts of his eyes are showing. His gaze is glued to the tail he has pressed up on you, his jaw still clenched. Ao’nung’s eyes sparkle with contentment, seemingly pleased to have struck a nerve.

“Oh?” He hums with gratification. “Does this bother you?” Ao’nung provokes.

You notice Neteyam’s face darken again, but he lets out a breathy laugh, and gives Ao’nung a smile. “Not at all,” he deadpans, the smile now gone.

His words make your heart drop to your stomach. It feels like a pang in your chest. You hate it. Maybe coming all this way wasn’t such a good idea, after all.

What if Dad was right?

You shrug it off, no longer feeding the thought or wanting to indulge in your emotions.

Neteyam notices the flicker in your golden eyes dim for a second, and his expression softens slightly.

“Perfect,” You agree with him—before he has the chance to speak again—in an attempt to conceal your brief moment of heart ache.

There’s a short-lived moment of only the sound of the moving water that fill your ears. Neteyam purses his lips with a nod of his head, almost like it was hard for him to digest your words. Almost.

"Oh look, you made him speechless.." Ao'nung’s voice is light and his demeanor playful, a soft smile on his face as he talks to you.

“You must be more charming than I give you credit for..." He teases, his eyes still on you as his tail gently caresses your leg.

You notice the instant scowl that transforms Neteyam's face, his eyes focused on Ao’nung’s tail. His fists clench for what seems like a millisecond. But he holds himself back—not wanting to start drama with the son of the Metkayina Chief.

"Or...." Ao'nung suggests, a sly sneer forming on his face—this time his blue eyes following Neteyam.

"Maybe he likes you," He finishes with a shrug of his shoulders, his tail growing more playful as the smirk on his face turns into a grin.

Neteyam’s breath seems to catch for a moment at this comment, his tail flicking. You catch the faint look of surprise in his eyes and elusive twitch of his ears. But he merely rolls his eyes and scowls at the cyan-skinned Na’vi. "Skxawng," He says in a light manner as he shoves Ao'nung lightly, “You know nothing.”

Neteyam then takes ahold of your wrist. “Let’s go, Ary,” He demands with a deadpanned expression and leads you away from Ao'nung.

He drags you a little away from him, a soft sigh escaping his lips, and he releases the grip on your wrist.

There’s a short pause. Then, there it is again. A troubled expression plain on his features. He’s definitely holding back on something. “Look,” He says, his voice a low rumble.

He scratches the top of his head, an expression of reluctance displayed on his face, before he cocks his head slightly to the side in defeat. He takes a step closer to you.

“I need to talk to you alone…” he says quietly, with a gentler tone this time. All while your eyes follow his hand that gently reaches for yours. “Is that okay with you?” His eyes are pleading, darting back and forth between your softened gaze, scrutinizing your features in search for an answer.

You’re surprised by his simple action, but more so, confused by what he’s indicating. Your heart races, anxious of what he may propose or confess. But your mind wanders to what could be worse—the words that may fail leave his mouth, proving your dad right.

Worse, because, Dad being right meant that, ultimately, you would need to leave your feelings for him behind. For good.

All while leaving him behind, too.

#avatar #avatar fic #avatar the way of water #atwow #atwow neteyam #atwow ao'nung #neteyam #neteyam fic #neteyam x reader #neteyam sully #aonung fic #aonung #aonung x reader #neteyam edit #aonung edit #avatar 2

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blue-howlite · 11 months

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hello, hope youre having a good day! im wondering if your request for the vanitas no carte manga is open? >< if so, and you reached the chapter of Antoine de Sade, can i please request a one shot of Antoine de Sade with feminine pronouns (gender neutral r okay tho) that is working as his secretary to help w the senate paperworks and stuffs? >< thank you in Advance!

Oh my goodness yes I love that guy even though we know almost nothing of him, but he's got the "handsome manipulator" pass.

Antoine de Sade x Fem!Reader

YN= Your name

Warnings: vampirism, heavily possessive behaviour, power dynamic, marking, does Veronica wanting to sleep with you count as something to be warned of?

Author note: So I might have gone off track a little. Like it should have been a slice of life kind of thing, and it ended up as something kiiiiinda dark in my opinion. Not too dark but it definitely has some toxicity. If you or someone you love is in a situation similar to what I'm describing here, please get help, I'm romanticising it here because it's fictional but in real life it's an actual issue people can face. Stay safe everyone <3

«Sir, I need you to approve of this report.» you said, leaving quite a few papers on Antoine's desk. He was sitting, sipping a glass of wine.

Antoine looked at the papers with a hint of surprise.

«Was the last meeting with the senate that long?» he asked, picking up the first paper with a hand and still holding the glass with the other.

«Not really, but there was a lot of arguing if you remember. The report would have been even longer you hadn't intervened.» you responded, taking a stack of papers from one of the drawers. You set it on the other side of the desk and started reading through it, standing next to Antoine.

«Remind me to intervene earlier next time.» he said, setting the glass of wine down.

He didn't seem annoyed at all though, on the contrary, he even had a little smirk on his lips as he quietly read the papers. Now and then he would glance at you, but he didn't talk.

Once he finished reading the report and signed it, Antoine turned to you.

«Is there anything else for me, or did my brilliant secretary already do everything?»

You smiled a little, while putting away the documents you just finished reading. You were glad it didn't take you too long to finish that day.

«I already handled the rest.»

«What about my schedule? Do I have some free time?»

«Miss Veronica invited you to have tea together tomorrow; the day after tomorrow, marquis Machina-» you were interrupted by a hand gesture by Antoine.

«So there's nothing for tonight?» he asked, a smile already making way to his lips.

«No sir, you have the rest of the day free of any engagement.» you answered, ready to leave. Antoine noticed you glancing at the door; he got up from his seat, standing in front of you.

«And do you have any engagement, secretary?» he asked.

You shook your head, trying to remain composed even though you were lying. There was something that you had to do, but you could not tell him.

«Then why don't you keep me company for a while? I'll call someone to get you a glass.» he said, already reaching for the bell to call for the servants.

You panicked and reached your hand out, catching his. The moment your hand got hold of his, you knew you were done for. You were barely allowed to stay close to any of the De Sade young masters as you weren't even from a noble family, you were just lucky to have received a good education and to have been noticed by Antoine when you worked as a maid.

Antoine didn't flinch away, but he did look at you with surprise. You expected him to reprimand you or get mad, but instead he pulled you into his arms.

You were too shaken to understand what was happening. You just knew you were close to him. Too close. But you couldn't move, afraid you'd make another mistake.

Antoine placed an arm around your waist and a hand under your chin, lifting it up so that you were looking him in the eyes. He smiled. A cold smile.

«What engagement do you have for tonight, miss secretary? And while you're at it, you could tell me why you lied the first time I asked.» he said, in the most calm and even reassuring voice, yet at the moment it only made him look even more terrifying.

You knew that you were dead either way. If you didn't tell him the truth, he would have probably killed you. And if you did tell him...

You decided to try and prolong your already condemned life, so you started talking.

«Miss Veronica asked to come by her room when I was leaving you... but she also told me not to tell you...» you said, your voice was barely above a whisper.

Antoine stayed silent, waiting for you to continue, but you didn't add anything. Then his smile melted, from cold to warm. His eyes softened, and he pulled you against his chest.

You were waiting, not knowing if he was going to kill you now. After all, you were going to see his sister at night, and you were well aware of Veronica's habits...

But Antoine just sat back down on his chair, pulling you on him and making you sit on his lap.

«I'll talk to Veronica tomorrow, I'm sure she will forgive you. In the meantime, you'll keep me company. Care for some wine?» he asked, offering you his glass.

You shook your head, thanking him in a whisper. You had just went from afraid for your life to flustered. That was not the reaction you expected and your heart went from stopping out of fear to racing out of embarrassment.

Antoine set the glass down, looking at you with intensity

«Were you really going to go to her? Just because she asked you to?»

You gathered your thoughts, trying to regain your composure. Which wasn't easy, given the situation, but you managed.

«She is Veronica De Sade, while I'm just a secretary here. I have to oblige to orders given by my superiors.»

«So if I asked you to let me drink your blood you would let me because I'm your superior?» he asked without missing a beat.

«I- I would.»

«And if I asked you to let me mark you? Would you let me do that too?»

You blushed, but nodded. You were just going along to what he said, he was your boss after all and you didn't really think he would ever do any of that.

So you couldn't help the gasp you let out as you felt Antoine's lips quickly find place on your neck. You didn't even feel his hand move your shirt out of the way. But you did feel his fangs penetrate your skin, and you did also feel him sucking your blood. You were still in his lap so you couldn't really move, but even if you had been free you probably would have just stayed still, like you were doing now.

Somehow you also felt the mark, his mark.

Antoine chuckled and kissed it, then looked at you like a fox taunting its prey.

«So, what about that wine now?»

#Antoine De Sade #Antoine De Sade x Reader #Vanitas no carte #Vanitas no carte x Reader #This isn't what I usually write but I kinda like it???#I'm not usually a fan of the helpless reader trope but in this case I think it worked out pretty well

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blush-blush-imagines · 9 months

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Hey, I had an idea and had to share. What do you think Stirling, Seth and Reece would do about their S/O mortality? Like, do you think they would try to make them immortal to be forever with them or something like that?

(I just really like the mortal x immortal trope and I want to see if you have any headcanons for those boys)

Honestly yeah Mortal x Immortal is a fun one. Also hi, welcome to another episode of 'One of these boys has a big ho-hum about whether or not they're actually ready to commit to something' why do I keep headcanoning these nerds as having commitment issues

~ Mod Sirina

Stirling

It’s something he ends up thinking of rather often.

The warmth you stir from deep within his chest is… foreign. Strange and nigh-forgotten, but far from unpleasant.

Of course an easy fix for it would be turning you.

But learning things like ethics and boundaries have been a real cornerstone in his own personal development since he met you

He himself was never turned, but he has his concerns with it.

Because enduring things like having your humanity forcefully stripped from you can damage a person, y’know?

As a result it’s a question he ends up pushing off for a while

It’s like a marriage proposal except instead of having the option to back out via divorce, you're just a vampire now and forever have to deal with the fact that your ‘spouse’ is also immortal and bumping into them in the middle of everyday life is even more awkward.

Because he knows you and he’s hoping you're more interesting than the type to just hide away in a cave or gloomy castle after becoming a vampire.

Beyond mildly bruising his ego, do you realize how impractical that is? The only real sustenance you get in caves is bears and bats, that’s embarrassing for you.

So he finally commits to asking you when he knows that A), he can handle it and any consequences that might come from it, and B), that you won’t be stupid about it

The first is a lot harder than the second.

Seth

It is a thought that enters his head on occasion, and then almost immediately leaves it the second it’s there.

Out of the three Seth has the least amount of worry over it because like.

Do you have any idea how high Heaven’s standards are?

So, he just needs to go on a little adventure after you die, figure out which circle you get plopped in and then you can pick up where you left off

He also may or may not gently encourage some more… heretic behavior on your part

Because the sixth circle isn’t that bad!

You get your own house and it’s nice and toasty!

…He’s embellishing the truth a little bit, but honestly it’s really hard to sell Literal Hell to most mortals

But hey, at least when you get comfy in your circle and ‘play nice’ by Hell’s standards, he could probably pull some strings.

He’s an Infernal Prince, he could probably get a soul moved around. He’s already been allowed to keep some in his little collector’s album, what’s one that still has legs, hm?

Reece

Contrary to the other two, Reece doesn’t really have a plan for when you die.

It’s not like he has the same convenient way to visit you after you die, nor does he have any good ways to make you immortal off-hand.

…Well. No ethical ones anyways.

So, when your time finally does come, he does what he knows best and turns back the clock, so to speak.

And somehow, no matter how often he does it, it’s always exhilarating, every time he gets to meet you again for the first time.

He gets to continuously see your eyes light up when you see past wonders of the world you could only read about; when you see the farthest spectacles of the universe you could only dream of.

He’s spent entire lifetimes with you like this, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything.

…Though some lifetimes are shorter than others, and he’s ashamed to admit that most of the shorter ones are his fault.

So only give him an awkward laugh on the occasions where he scrambles up to you on your second date with the most relief you’ve seen out of anyone.

It’s not funny at all, the last time he saw you you were bleeding out in an alien maw, stop laughing.

…Of course, he’s never admitted to you that he does it at all. Maybe you’d think him odd for it. Maybe you’d try to pry into what alternate timelines were like, and that either goes against his principles or makes him break down blubbering depending on the one he thinks of first.

#blush blush #blush blush game #blush blush stirling #blush blush seth #blush blush reece #Mod Sirina #Got really confused on why I didn't have an autofill for Reece's tag #It's cause he wasn't part of the big first imagine lmao #Also first Reece request 🎉#🔫 send more

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izzyspussy · 21 days

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(tis Bougie on anon!! hi!!)

M, N, T, U and W for the fanfic ask!

What’s the weirdest AU scenario you’ve ever come up with? Did it turn into a story?

I'm not usually an AU guy so I don't really have a lot to pick from here. I guess I'll go with the Legally Blonde AU I thought of for OFMD, where Ed is a combination of Elle and Callahan and Izzy is a combination of Emmett and Vivian and Stede is... also Callahan and he and Ed get into a Callahan4Callahan relationship after Ed quits his own well-established successful law firm and his 20 year engagement with Izzy to go to fashion school where Stede is a professor. (If you didn't see me post about this when I thought about it, it was accompanied by Ed saying the line "It's a perfectly respectable place, Daddy," and Izzy responding "Don't call me that" because it was immediately after the infamous father figure comment ahowljsfk.)

Any fic ideas brewing that you’d care to share?

None that I'm not already working on or have posted about! At the moment, anyway. Still working on finishing Plan to Entangle, take away the glass, The Burden Easy, a few straggling whumptober fills from last year's prompt set, and the siren eggpreg series is gonna have like hjwojhgks 7+ fics because I've lost control. But that's all! Only that!

Any fanfic tropes you can’t stand?

Sickfic. It's just always the exact same wish fulfillment the same way slapped on to any old character regardless of if that specific scenario would actually be wish fulfillment for them or if it's a fucking nightmare and/or they just wouldn't need it or have that particular reaction to being temporarily mildly ill. I mean I hate trends that are just this - fanfic authors doing their wish fulfillment thing (which is fine on its own!) and pasting it over characters that already have their own personalities, and in my opinion it's usually characters that specifically have contrary personalities to the setup, not to mention I also find that characters that these fantasies would actually fit are not so uncommon that you have to pick ones that it doesn't to do it with. And I myself have a personality and fantasies that tend to be contrary to the Usual, and identify with the characters that are changed to fit them for the reason that it doesn't fit them as they are. Which is not at all even remotely unique to sickfic, and I'm sure there are exceptions, but in my opinion/experience sickfic is the most egregious example and if I've ever seen a sickfic that didn't do this I can't think of it. Obviously I'm not saying it's, like, morally wrong to do this or that people Aren't Allowed (?? I truly don't know why people react as if that's what is meant when someone says they aren't into something but I guess the disclaimer is necessary idk) or whatever, but I do find it heinously annoying.

Is there a pairing you would like to write, but haven’t tried yet?

Izzy/Buttons is imminent.

What is your favorite pairing to write? Favorite pairing to read?

It cycles, as I'm sure it does for most. At the current moment it's Ed/Izzy. Probably. Who can say.

Fanfic Writer Asks

#jack chats #jack facts #writing process #reading process #ofmd

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Snippet sunday

Tagged by @monsterrae1 for a seven snippet sunday. Thanks for the tag Rae! I’m pretty sure @outtoshatter also tagged me for a wip whenever earlier this week when I was mostly focusing on surviving the work week (so thanks Gia!).

Low pressure tagging @outtoshatter (you never said no tag backs!) @tkwritesdumbassassins @alyxmastershipper @westernlarch @missanniewhimsy @whimsyswastry @rosieposiepuddingnpie @quietborderline and whoever else wants to play along

From my rough trade project that I’m yeeting tonight.

Title: Scintillation (excerpt from chapter 3)

Fandom: MCU

Pairings: Winteriron, Erik Killmonger/T’Challa, one sided Stucky. Tony Stark & Ho Yinsen.

Tags/warnings: panic attack this chapter. Erik is a warning in and of himself. Deals with canon events with canon level violence + added sex (not this snippet).

Through the bond, Tony can feel that James is… happy.

He doesn’t know what to do with this feeling and it’s very distracting.

“How am I not boring you?” He doesn’t mean for it to sound defensive but it does.

James is amused instead of offended. “You’re passionate about figuring things out and it animates you. Why would I not like something that you find interesting?”

Tony is perplexed. “Most people don’t?”

“I am not most people. I’m your sentinel.”

If he’s telling the truth, Tony’s often been told to get to the point. He’d been coached on how to make business presentations and had maybe self-medicated with alcohol for years. Extremis had put a final kibosh on what little drinking he’d done after the whole palladium-poisoning pity party had blown up in his face.

What was the point of drinking if you couldn’t get drunk unless you actively were trying to poison yourself? He’d noticed that James didn’t mind a beer or two but otherwise didn’t really touch the stuff.

“You don’t drink do you?” Tony asks, already onto the next topic.

“It doesn’t really do much for me and… well….”

“Well what?”

James’ eyes go unfocused, like he’s seeing straight through Tony. “We used to party when we were on leave—didn’t get too many of them. One time me and the Howlies were in London and Steve was spending time with his dame, Peggy, and Howard was with us too… it was a bad bombing that night. I haven’t… I didn’t like those memories and I associate it with being drunk.”

“When exactly did you become a supe?”

“A supe?” James arches an eyebrow playfully and Tony can feel the teasing tug on their bond.

“A super soldier. Like Steve.”

James frowns, thinking which feels like an itch at the back of Tony’s brain now that he’s focusing on how the sentinel feels through their bond. “I… things weren’t normal after he rescued me.”

“You mean the first time?” Tony doesn’t think that James means Steve’s most recent rescue attempt.

“Yeah. I mean, I could get drunk but it took a lot. Was told I was being a right unfunny bastard by Dum Dum because I was hogging the liquor and he wanted me to share.”

“So you were showing signs of the serum?”

James shakes his head minutely, rubbing his hands through his hair and tugging on it to show the question was difficult for him to answer. “I… I think I was starting to come online as a sentinel.”

Tony considers this information which is new. There’d been many failures over the years to reproduce the super soldier serum that had made Steve. Hell, Extremis’ fix had used his dad’s VitaRays as a starting point to solve the energy overload problems. Tony knew the VitaRays weren’t the part that had worked to make Steve into Captain America, despite some other research to the contrary that SHIELD may or may not have funded.

“Was Steve online before the serum?”

James’ attention refocuses on Tony. “Yeah. I’m pretty sure he came online when his mom died. She was just like him and both of them wouldn’t stand for any sort of thing they thought was wrong. I spent a lot of time rescuing Steve after he picked a back alley fight with someone twice his size and three times as mean.”

“I’ve seen pictures of what he looked like before the serum. It really transformed him.”

“I didn’t recognize him at first when he showed up in Austria. He… it wasn’t just how he looked. He smelled different.”

“Well he’d been running around dodging bullets and bombs so it makes sense that he’d smell like a war.”

“I’m not talking that. I’m talking… everyone smells slightly different. It’s… it’s your smell,” James tries to explain, wrinkling his nose and rubbing it. “Steve smelled different after he became a super soldier.”

“Huh. What do I smell like?”

James’ smile takes on a hungry edge. “Darling…”

“What do I smell like to a sentinel?”

Instead of answering, James rolls them so that Tony is beneath him. Closing his eyes, the sentinel breathes in deeply through his nose twice before he lowers himself to settle his weight between Tony’s legs and press his nose to the angle of Tony’s jaw. It’s not sexual, the bond hums with intense focus and Tony doesn’t feel trapped so he lightly rests his hands on James’ back.

“Babe?”

James’ inhale in noisy because he does it with his face pressed against Tony’s, eyes fluttering open as he stares right into Tony’s eyes. “You smell like home. Like you’re mine,”

The tenderness of his sentinel’s affection laps at the bond like waves breaking on a distant shore.

Tony’s never been someone somebody permanently wants. He’s a one-night stand kind of guy because he gets too attached and then relationships implode—for example Pepper. With Pepper he’s been able to keep their friendship but it’s not the same as it was. He can tell sometimes that he tries her patience more than he used to, that he scares her when he does what he has to as Iron Man.

He’s scared to take that final step with James. To let him in all the way. Nobody has liked what they’ve seen when they really look at Tony. They like the shiny baubles and the money. The things he can do for them or give them.

Everyone tires of him eventually.

“Darling—I don’t know what you’re thinking about right now but stop it,” James growls and it pulls Tony out of the maelstrom of pity and self-hatred he’d been sinking into.

James’ hold is now claustrophobic and Tony pushes at him. “Can you please…?”

The sentinel rolls away as if burned and sits up next to Tony. “Tony?”

“Sorry. I know it’s too much,” Tony has climbed out of bed and is standing awkwardly next to it. James and Elsa—who he’d forgotten—are both watching him with matching expressions of concern. It’d be funny if Tony wasn’t holding on by his fingernails to stop the panic attack threatening to overwhelm him from taking over.

Before he can completely shatter, T’Challa’s shields cover his, filling in the widening cracks. He hears a snarl of a big cat and Erik’s concerned “Tones?” before he passes out, overwhelmed.

#snippet sunday #wip whenever #winteriron #tony stark #james buchanan bucky barnes #not cap friendly #Erik Killmonger/t’Challa #erik killmonger #t’challa #Mcu #mcu fic #rough trade july 2023 #25k or bust #scintillation

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