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raiiryuu · 13 days

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Ship bias !!

⚡︎ "Ship Bias" ⚡︎ - @quiiscnt

A ship that kinda came up from the past and got to almost hyperfixation levels over the past few days has been Laxus and Mystogan.

My insane ramblings under the cut: tl;dr: It Makes Sense, Kinda

At the time Mystogan first showed up/Laxus first met him, Laxus had probably either just gotten S-Class or was close to that level -- Ivan had already been kicked out, and he and Makarov were at odds. His being able to resist the sleep spell Mystogan used, much like his grandfather, meant that he was actually able to meet this stranger, and he was fascinated. This person that went to such great lengths -- and used such strong magics -- just to hide his presence...for what?

It's one of very few relationships in Laxus's life where he took the first step. He reached out first, out of sheer curiosity, wanting to know more about this intentionally mysterious stranger. There were misgivings on Mystogan's side, of course, knowing what he knew -- but he could also see through Laxus's tough-guy act pretty easily. This teenager was hurting, though suggesting as much could easily get you fried, and he would never admit it but he was seeking someone to actually be close to after losing pretty much everyone else he'd had. His mother was dead, his father gone, his grandfather separated by a rift he was slowly realizing would always be there, the Raijinshuu hadn't quite been formed yet. He'd turned his back on his friends to focus on his own training, keeping everyone at arm's length, and now that'd backfired.

The two grew close, cautiously at first, and then over time trust grew as well. Laxus knew there was something off about Mystogan's magics, knew that at least part of it came from the staves on his back -- but he didn't know the whole story. He knew nothing of Edolas or Mystogan's purpose on Earthland for a long time, save Mystogan once telling him very basic info on Anima and that they had to be closed, but not why. Laxus learned that Mystogan had a counterpart on Earthland (phrased simply as "in this world," which was not entirely unusual for his way of speech) named Jellal that was not seen in a positive light around this time, as well. The two would often meet up between jobs and training, sharing long conversations about any number of topics somewhere out of sight of the rest of the guild. Laxus seemed intent on no one knowing he and Mystogan were acquainted at all, and after some time spent around him the answer became clearer -- Laxus didn't want to lose him to Fairy Tail, like he'd lost all else. ( Laxus even went out of his way to track down and buy a staff for him -- one that contained magic, instead of just serving as a focus -- and it ended up being one of the staves Mystogan used during Fantasia, which was carried with him to Edolas when he worked to return Fairy Tail and Magnolia to Earthland. )

There was definitely a period close to the time before the Battle of Fairy Tail where Laxus had been playing around, when he was intentionally trying to piss others off at any opportunity, experimenting with vices and finding most just didn't work, for him. When he was letting himself get angry, and wanting to drag others to that same level. But when they spent time together, Mystogan saw what most would consider his 'true colors' -- the heart behind all that anger. He saw a softer side that had been locked away since his mother's death, to shield himself from further pain. About two months before the Battle of Fairy Tail, the two came to a semi-unspoken agreement -- Laxus stopped his meaningless hookups, more committed to whatever unnamed thing was between the two, and Mystogan had resolved to, at some point, explain in more detail what was going on with him and the eventuality that would come for him. Then Laxus kicked off the 'fighting festival,' words were spoken, identities revealed, and, once again, Laxus felt everything being ripped away from him.

Except one. Despite what had happened, despite the words said, Mystogan showed himself in the alleyways after Laxus had left the Fantasia parade, reaching out himself for the first time. It was a moment he'd intended to come clean, to explain everything -- but, seeing the state the man was in, he tabled the matter. He needed support, not the news someone else was leaving. In some verses this interaction could end in a kiss, but portrayal dependence and all that applies to all of this ofc.

Laxus explained the terms of his removal from the guild, and Mystogan offered comfort and support, but it did not last long -- as the crowds started to disperse, a familiar sense of panic hit, one they hadn't felt in a while. No one could see them together, right?

Both vanished via their magics, and that was potentially the last time they ever saw each other. Laxus did not learn of the events on Edolas until the return from Tenrou, and then once the Grand Magic Games kicked off, he was asked to help Jellal blend in as his old friend for the sake of an investigation. Fun times.

The sad, doomed-from-the-start sort of relationship that simultaneously reminds him he can be soft again while also ensuring he's paranoid of ever letting that wall down again. :')

#;;prayers answered { asks }#;;light rain { ooc }#;;mythos { headcanons }#this got to be Very long but I have so many feelings about how things turned out??? augh. ]#even if it's not necessarily a romance and they're just good friends; the idea of him learning of his being in Edolas and then just]#'hey can you help this guy who looks right but smells and acts and sounds ENTIRELY wrong pretend to be your old friend thanks' ]#and none of them KNOW how close they really were; Laxus hid that so vehemently]

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sammygender · 3 months

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thinking about how one of the last things john ever tells dean is an admittance that the way he treated him was fucked. & of course this destroys dean and makes it so much harder for him to come to terms w his death right after and with his childhood in general bc he’s spent his entire life chasing after johns approval. he’s spent his entire life telling himself that the way he was treated was okay and justified and that their childhood was good because he could handle it and he was strong enough and that was how it had to be. he’s worshipped john as a hero and seen nothing wrong with any of it. because he’s had to. his entire life is built around this idea there’s nothing else. he’s his dads perfect soldier and punching bag and wife-replacement and suddenly his dads gone & he said he’s sorry and that he shouldn’t have treated dean that way. what the hell is he supposed to do now.

#augh. i don’t know i haven’t seen enough of this show yet but.#thinking about that episode with the abused kid who has psychic powers like sams and sam sees himslef in the kid a lot #but is horrified by the extent of the abuse and keeps saying like. Dean i never thought i’d say this but you’re right dad was pretty good i #guess we were really lucky to have him. it could’ve turned out a very different way.#and deans just like. idk there’s something about his face. like he wants to agree cause this is what he’s always saying but he Cant.#because. well. sams thinking about this kid with circumstances so similar to him who ended up entirely victimised by his father and #thinking Wow i had something that kid didn’t. i had MY dad who was so much better after all (despite kicking me out of the house and #always refusing to support me but wtv)#but really the thing sam had was DEAN.#dean as sam’s protector and john’s golden child and the adult of the family. dean as the person #john winchester comes home to after a hunt the person who tells him it’s okay #dean playing the part of his dead mom and still shielding sammy from the worst of their father and as a result internalising that this was #fine.#what the hell is he going to do now that his fathers dead? after his fathers dead and wrong and theoretically morally weak and admitted hed #raised dean badly?#IDK!!! i’m sure excited to see him continue to break down though #(have just finished s2e2 for future me ref)#supernatural #<- Sorry guys i’m batshit obsessed.#father by the front bottoms dean song of all time #spn #oliver talks

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draconic-desire · 2 months

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hiiiii ive been brainrotting abt sunday and his triple face god thing abababah thinking abt him handcuffing reader and interrogating them with the truth thing he does to aventurine ARGHH omg questioning abt who they were with cos hes jealousssss AUGH you dont have to write anything off of this i just hope this inspires you ily

oh you have read my MIND. I’m currently in the middle of writing a fic with dr ratio interrogating reader like he did with mx. stellaron…but now imagining that with sunday?? wow.

i’m totally normal about this man. i swear.

Yan!Sunday x Gn!Reader

Fingers drum on the table, the only break in the suffocating silence engulfing the room.

“I’ll ask you one. Last. Time.” Sunday punctuates each word with another tap of his finger, and you gasp as you feel the Harmony sink its influence another inch further into your skull.

Despite the futility, despite knowing you’ve been trying the same thing over and over again for the past half an hour, you pull at your restraints. The metal chain of the handcuffs skitters along the table, the sound like nails on a chalkboard, but it does not budge from its steel attachment. You’re firmly and inescapably chained to the table in Sunday’s office, with said perpetrator sitting opposite.

He appears calm, but you’ve learned to notice the slight twitch of his eye, the falter in his normal smirk. His patience is one wrong answer away from shattering.

At your silence, he leans back in his chair, shaking his head. His golden gaze is chastising, almost disappointed. “Angel, you know I don’t want to hurt you. Just tell me who you were with.”

You only glare at him in response. Bullshit. You’ve lost count of the amount of times he’s forced truths out of you or affections upon you through the Harmony. The psychedelic pest in your brain is almost the norm by now, a poison he has slowly been feeding you.

Oh, Triple Faced-Soul, please sear their tongue and palms with a hot iron, so that they will not be able to fabricate lies and make false vows.

Those words are branded into the flesh of your brain, your soul. And tonight, if you tell him what he wants, even more blood will be spilled.

Sunday’s jealously is as calculating as he is. It’s a knife poised at the right angle to spear you, to pin you with accusations that you can’t talk your way out of.

Like in this instance, where he has deluded himself into thinking you are trying to leave him. He’s finally let you out of Dewlight Pavilion (you’ve learned that trying to escape the dreamscape is pointless, so you’ll take your freedoms when you can), and this is the first reaction you’re met with? Being dragged to his office as soon as you returned and invaded, prodded, and violated by the Harmony?

The pressure around your temples tightens another fraction, and you cannot stop the pained cry that escapes you. Rainbow streaks cloud your vision and practically pull the words from your mouth. “I was with friends! We were at the Dreamjolt Hosterly for a couple drinks, that’s it!”

Sunday merely hums as he stands and pads towards you, taking a position at your back. You’re unable to turn around to face him, but you can feel the weight of his presence, the promise of his power, as he wraps a hand around the back of your neck.

His breath tickles the shell of your ear as he leans in and whispers, “Liar.”

One word chills your blood to ice. “I’m not!”

The grip around your neck tightens in tandem with the pressure in your head. “Do you really think you can evade me, (Y/n)? My gales are perched in every region of Penacony, and THEY are by my side. THEY see all, hear all, know all.”

As if on cue, the Harmony rips through your consciousness, and it takes all your willpower not to pass out. Exhausted, you involuntarily lean back into Sunday’s hand, which seems to please him. “Now, tell me the name of the man who dared to touch what is mine.”

Clenching your eyes shut, you shake your head. You’re out of breath and stumbling along your words. “He was just being friendly, and he was drunk, we all were, and all he did was kiss my cheek; it was a dare, and I swear to you, Sunday, we’re just friends—”

“(Y/n),” Sunday interrupts. “His name.”

The finality in the Family head’s words sends your heart plummeting. You feel your resolve slip as the Harmony tightens its grip and goes in for the kill. You speak the name aloud, barely a whisper, and know that you’ve just delivered the man’s fate.

In your half-conscious state, you barely register Sunday removing your cuffs and scooping you into his arms. He tucks you into his chest bridal-style, his wings fluttering across your face. “You did well, my angel.”

“Please,” you breathe, your voice wobbly with tears, even as you feel the Harmony retreat from your senses—for now. “Don’t hurt him.”

Sunday merely leans his head down to place a kiss along your temple. “Enough of that,” he scolds. “The only man you should be thinking about is me. After all, it is an angel’s duty to obey their god without question.”

And Sunday is, if anything, a vengeful god.

For that night was the last that you ever saw your friend. Death in dreams was your only reality.

#yandere sunday #yandere hsr #yandere honkai star rail #yandere #yandere headcanons #yanderecore #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere male #sunday hsr #hsr sunday #sunday #honkai star rail imagines #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #honkai sr #hsr

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misc-obeyme · 6 months

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Lesson 37 spoilers below - it's screenshot heavy again because OH BOY we had a lot going on this time too. I took almost 100 screenshots lol. But don't worry, I narrowed it down... uh but there are still a lot so I apologize for that.

I do believe I said in my last post that if they were going to go full Dante, they would bury Lucifer in ice.

I only said that because I WAS NOT EXPECTING THEM TO GO FULL DANTE.

Now listen, it's been a long time since I've read the Divine Comedy, so there may be a lot more references that I am missing. I can tell you that the four circles or sections or whatever that Simeon named for us are from Dante. That right there is straight from Dante's Inferno, along with their names and who they're supposed to punish. I don't really feel like any of this has much relevance except that they used it as a backdrop and to create reasons for us to lose most of the people who came to help us as we went.

And truly the lore was fascinating in general, but there are a couple of specific pieces about this that made me go EXCUSE YOU.

It's the Celestial Realm again, guys. Cocytus is part of their domain. And the last area is for those who betrayed "him" as they so eloquently put it lol. Both Mammon and Lucifer are considered traitors in this regard, but I kind of suspect that if the rest of the bros made it to that level, they would've had a similar experience.

Anyway, I was pissed. I was like Diavolo in the hard lesson.

Right, so let's talk Mephistopheles. I'm not familiar enough with the legend of Faust or its variations to know if the way they described his special power is based on that. However, I highly suspect it is at least somewhat inspired by it. Considering making a deal with the devil is what that story is all about.

But aside from all that - I LOVE HIM OH NO.

WHAT. This guy... all this time I thought he was really stuck up. And like I kinda get it, considering how he was supposed to be Diavolo's right hand man and everything. But he's straight up saying that he underestimated them. He seems to have no problem saying yeah, turns out I was wrong and you guys impressed me. So don't go around giving up now. AND he says they learned it from Lucifer? Like... he gets them. He understands them. And I was not expecting that at all. He keeps surprising me and I'm loving it.

Welcome to my life, Mephi.

It's pointless to resist.

I'm telling you, this is just how it always goes.

BUT OH! I'm not gonna lie, this made me feel something. All the brothers usually say such nice things to me, but this guy is basically like ARE YOU STUPID? And I love it?!?!? Augh I'm sorry I didn't give you a chance before, sir.

Okay, now let's talk Solomon being the hot old grandpa that he is. I SWEAR every time he shows up lately it's been making me more insane about him.

WE SUMMONED HIM. We needed him in Cocytus and he wasn't there, so we straight up SUMMONED HIM. We couldn't do it without Mammon giving us his power 'cause our magic is weak, but STILL!?!?

I think Simeon referred to it as teleporting, but really it was the same as summoning him. I think the words were even the summoning spell words.

If this was actually me we were talking about, I would start doing it ALL THE TIME. Consider yourself on call, old man.

And then we got this excellent exchange:

Not only am I always here for big bro Mammon getting protective, but Solomon bringing it right back was also great.

Okay, now let's talk about Raphael and Simeon.

Do you think we're dealing with Michael disguised as Raphael again? For some reason I don't think so, but... at this point, it's like how do you tell? I'm going to talk about it with the assumption that it's actually Raphael and not Michael.

Simeon during this part gave me chills. Because when Raphael showed up and spoke the punishment or whatever and Luke was about to protest, Simeon silenced him. Simeon wouldn't let Luke protest because he knew that wouldn't be good for our baby boy. Simeon was prepared to take the fall instead. And he wasn't about to just let things stand.

I can't accept it. I swear, Simeon's character is far more complex than anyone gives him credit for. He doesn't get anywhere near the amount of appreciation he deserves. I HAVE FEELINGS ABOUT IT.

Right, but back to Raphael.

Baby. He's crying. He was just delivering the ultimatum, the decision about the brothers' punishment, and he was crying. I was so surprised, it was so soft and sad and I wanted to hug him. And look at Simeon's frown. AND THEN

EVEN LUCIFER. This man is chained up in some ice and he still sees how Raphael is struggling and feels sorry for him. (Like maybe he's been there before himself...)

This is why I think it really is Raphael. Because this feels like such a significant revelation of his character, I think it'd be a disservice to him if we found out later it wasn't him at all. So I'm hoping it's still him.

Now. Let's talk about Diavolo. I'm pretty sure this was in the hard lesson, so be aware of that!

He is so pissed. I don't think I've ever seen Diavolo quite like this. Worried, sometimes serious, but angry? Like to the point where he thinks he might lose control? I don't think that's happened, has it?

AND BARB. His reaction is so interesting! At first he has this look of surprise, but then LOOK AT THAT SMILE. Here's Dia being like, I need you to stop me, but you can't tell me that smile on Barb's face belongs to anyone who's going to stop anyone. He looks like he's looking forward to it. I love him so much it's stupid. (Also I think Barbatos is just as much of a menace as Solomon is, he's just better at hiding it. Where do you think Sol gets it from??)

And of course the lesson ended with Lucifer BREAKING THROUGH HIS CHAINS. Ugh another cliffhanger.

In general, I really loved the brotherly affection that was running amok in this chapter. They were annoying each other and protecting each other and sacrificing for each other and it was all amazing. They banded together because they care so much about Lucifer, there's no way they would leave him to his fate.

And once again, the Celestial Realm is to blame. I think it makes sense that they're doing this. Before, they said that the seven brothers assuming positions of power in the Devildom meant that the power balance between the Devildom and the Celestial Realm was out of whack. That's why they wanted the brothers back. But the brothers wouldn't come back.

And while the Celestial Realm threatened war, they didn't do that, either.

Do you think perhaps the Celestial Realm collaborated with the House of Lords to get Lucifer trapped in Cocytus? The House of Lords controlled the train where everything went down. The Celestial Realm controls Cocytus. They probably knew that Lucifer's brothers would try to rescue him and counted on them getting trapped in the ice, too.

But perhaps they weren't expecting any interference from Mephisto or Simeon. They had to be expecting MC, I would think. Maybe they underestimated MC because they're human? And maybe they thought Diavolo would just accept it? (If so they are duuuuumb lol.)

Okay just a couple more screenshots because they made me laugh.

PLEASE. I love their dynamic SO MUCH.

Hmm. Is that a threat, Barb? 'Cause uh... you can casually threaten me with that slight smile any time I MEAN yeah, you tell 'em.

I cackled about what do you mean "ahaha" like I can't believe Levi actually said that out loud lol.

Cheer up, Belphie. Let Asmo live the otome dream, won't you?

Okay, okay, I'm done. Overall, I quite enjoyed this chapter, but I'm still sensing more drama, probably until the end of the season, honestly.

You think Nightbringer will make an appearance before it's over? It's almost like I forgot this whole new app was made to tell a story about him. He's just been mostly MIA. UNLESS someone else has been him in disguise all along...

Nope. No. I refuse to get into theorizing, this post is already too long.

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froggybells · 11 months

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“Could you stop preaching your crazy beliefs to my students?”

Geto closed his eyes and turned around. “Satoru! Long time no see!” Gojo held a blank stare on his face. “First of all, get away from those kids.”

A smirk crossed Geto’s face as he lightly chuckled. “I heard this years first-years were all outstanding students! I’m sure it was all your doing!”

Principal Yaga cracked his knuckles behind Gojo. “Suguru. You aren’t welcome here.”

Suguru laughed as he stepped away from the young boy.

“Ah my apologies! I’m sure the three of you have done amazing things to help these kids… isn’t that right… Y/N-chan.” He said, as he looked to the trees above him.

There you sat, in all your beauty.

“My gorgeous girl, Y/N. How are you my love?”

You said nothing as you fell to the floor, standing a mere few steps away from your former lover.

“Geto. You lost the right to call me that when you betrayed us.”

Betrayed? No no, you had got this all wrong. You see, Suguru did this all for you.

“Betrayal is subjective, Y/N.”

“Betrayal is getting stabbed in the back by the people you love most!” You quipped back.

Within a flash, Suguru stood before you.

Looking up at him, you can’t help but see hints of the man you loved.

He grew his hair out, but his eyes had lost the slight gleam that you once loved.

“You stand here before me, Geto. You look like the man I used to love, but my heart tells me that this isn’t you. Where did my Suguru go?”

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authors note: omg this was written from my phone so i hope it doesn’t look weird. anyways i just watched jjk ep 0 and this came to mind. augh geto why did you have to betray us 💔

#jjk geto #suguru geto x y/n #suguru geto x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk angst #oneshot #gojo satoru #jjk imagines #jjk oneshot #jjk episode 0

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leeeeeeeeech · 2 months

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Don't Wanna be your Friend Anymore

"B-Beee." I slur, leaning against the ghoul, my vision swimming behind my drooping eyelids. The alcohol kicked in much quicker than I would've liked it too. This game was a dumb idea.

"Told ya," He chuckled, tucking some of my hair behind my ear with a delicate claw. "You cannot hold your liquor fer shit, tootsie pop."

I go to argue with him, but the bile that jumps into my throat beats me to it. I practically launch myself from the couch to stumble towards the bathroom. Beetlejuice cackles, triumphant that he'd won. I come back, sweatier and a couple shots lighter, to Beetlejuice sipping on another bottle of tequila. His hair a subtle purple hue.

"Damn, Beej, you goin' through something?" He jumps, a little startled, before he jerkily shrugs his shoulders, the purple retreating into his hair line, quickly replaced by his signature electric green.

"Nah, I like the burn," He takes another gulp, making a sour face as he set the bottle down. "Augh yep! That's the stuff."

"Come on, what's wrong? You're purple."

His eyes widen, hands jumping to his hair, attempting to cover it up. "N-Nothing's wrong. I just.. ughhh fuck okay okay." He sighs, gritting his teeth. My heart breaks as the purple comes back full force, it even bleeds past his hair. His tie and the white stripes of his suit a faded plum color.

Oh no.

"I miss you." He whispers, his voice strained. I sit next to him on the couch, scooting closer until our legs bump together.

"But I'm right here, Beej." I reach for his hand, but he smacks it away.

"No! No, you're not. Ever since you took that dumbass job you never have time for me!"

"How? We hang out every night."

He shakes his head, red sprouting into the purple, like splotches of blood.

"No. We really don't Y/n. This is the first time we've had an actual conversation in weeks, and it's only happening because we're both drunk!"

My head is swimming from this revelation. Was my new job really affecting him this much? I thought that things were good between us. I... I really fucked up, didn't I?

"I'm sorry, Beetlejuice, why didn't you say anything before?"

He shakes his head. "I didn't want... fuck.. this shit is really somethin' huh?" He gestures to the half empty bottle of tequila. "It really makes ya just say anything!" He laughs, but the joy doesn't reach his eyes, or his hair, or..anywhere really. A mirthless noise.

"Beej, you can be honest, I'm sorry we haven't hung out like we used to. I've been a terrible friend to you."

Beetlejuice mutters something angrily under his breath, crossing his arms and turning away from me. "What?" I lean towards him, grabbing a hold of his shoulder to balance myself.

"I don't want to be your friend." He says, punctuating each word with a pained hiss. I feel like complete shit. I took him for granted. "Beej, I'm so sorry! I wish I knew how to make all this better."

He's quiet for a while, seemingly contemplating, his hair changes from color to color. Red, blue, purple, orange, yellow....pink. I continue to watch in silence as he broods. A soft pink remains at the root of his hair as it fades through the entire rainbow. He pauses for a moment, noticing that I hadn't said anything to him. His eyes meet mine, the pink crawling through his hair slowly, the purple sliding into the forefront of his head. His gaze flickered down to my lips for a beat.

"Beetlejuice, I know I messed up, and if you don't want me-"

"Shut up for a second."

I clamp my mouth shut, watching him carefully as he scoots closer to me.

"I-"

He cuts himself off, turning away from me with a scoff. I hear him grumble, "Fuck it." but before I can comment on it at all, his hands are cupping my face, and his lips are pressed up against mine. My eyes fluttered closed as he presses into me, my hands wandering up into his hair to pull on the ever-changing strands. He groans into the kiss, the vibrations reverberating throughout me. It makes me shiver

He leans into me further, more hands groping, pinching, pulling. His tongue, cold and wet pressing against my teeth. His heavy breaths, and little groans are too much for me to handle. I push him off, panting and wiping at the slobbery residue of the kiss. Beetlejuice looks upset for a moment, but his eyes flick to my lips again and his hair goes bubblegum pink, strands of red settling in random patches. it makes him look like cinnamon candy.

"Bee-" He holds up a hand to my mouth, shushing me. He runs his free hand through his hair, a few mold spores falling out as he did so.

"Listen, Y/n, I.. I like you. A lot. Anytime I think about you and me it's like my heart's havin' an orgasm." His confession is rushed and stumbled through, but I quit listening to him once his hair started glowing. The pink shining so bright that it cast a soft light throughout the living room. I smiled at all my things being in Beej's light. I interrupt his ramble by kissing the hand that covered my mouth. He flinched, stopping mid sentence.

"You give my heart orgasms too, Beej." I laugh, holding on to his hand with both of mine. His shock quickly fades, replaced with that flirty cockiness that I've come to love.

"I bet I can make you feel like that all over~"

I lean forward into his space, grinning as his cheeks darken at my being so close. Liquid courage or love, I didn't care. I was going to see my ghoul pink for as long as possible.

"Let's test it."

(lil note): this is also on ao3!

#beetlejuice x reader #beetlejuice #beetlejuice x y/n #beetlejuice the musical #my writing #leech writes

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34saveme34 · 6 days

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Okay so, Thing I realised today

buckle up, it's gonna be something

classic smg34, right?

what do you think of when you remember classic smg34? Angst? Enemies to lovers? Hate so strong could only be love or whatever the name of the trope is? Wrong!

Obsession.

Like, I think he still is, and even the first time we see him, as in 3, his fucking debut episode, albeit he's not that far gone there yet but the beginning of it is right there

he loved 4's content so much, in reality he was trying to make his content so much like 4's as a love letter

no- not that way

like how FNF is a love letter to Newgrounds

except he fuckin sucked at it and it just turned into copying

but like think about it, after that happened, he got obsessed with 4 so much, not just out of hate and to be better than him and all that enemies bullshit but also because he still really admired him and I think he still found it fun to be around him, he just didn't want to admit it (him feeling nice around 4 can also be another thing of their link if we include modern34 as well) because- that's admitting defeat. he's also like, a loner of sorts or at least before all of it, he didn't really have like, a friend to JUST have a friend

even with Bowser, they were kind of friends out of working at the same job so like- and also the dynamics there I bet he wasn't satisfied with

like I bet even beside Bowser he felt lonely, and definitely partly because he way too obsessed with 4 to realise that he actually had people in his life

like lowkey his life kinda crumbled out of his grasp then because he let his obsession with 4 get this much to his head, to the point of doing things without planning even- I mean, I bet he didn't plan to EAT the god damn youtube remote

and like you can kinda see the same thing with his heist gang who were replacing the others in Youtube arc, he didn't care to be a good leader, all he wanted is to satisfy his obsession with 4, which is probably why that crew like, didn't get to grow a stronger dynamic, HE was the weak link in all of this and made the team like that

And now you might be asking, what does this has to do with Trash Friends?

You see, before genesis kicked off and like the whole 10 year anniversary

like AGAIN, AUGh AGAIANNNANANANANANanAN

I mentioned this before and I still hold to it, 3 got to redeem himself not because of suffering, but because of finding an outlet for himself- that ISN'T 4!! He didn't take over the Graveyard to take revenge on 4, he took it over because 1, it was kinda his destiny and 2 because he had to survive somehow and he found purpose in it

And now, shit mellowed out BECAUSE he wasn't so obsessed with 4 anymore, at least not like that

which meant he wasn't in 4's shadows anymore

even though the universe paired them up (in more than one way :3) he wasn't just 4's obsessed kind of stalker anymore

AND NOW- why oh WHY is Trash Friends so significant? Because 3 is fearful and lives in the past

"You are just a worse version of me" it's like he's recalling the past, he doesn't want to go back to that, to go back to the old ways when 4 didn't consider him a friend, he's so so scared of fucking that up and like- like like like- if we go further on this, isn't it so obvious? They're both like, anxiously cling onto the past, even though they've grown now, they keep regressing because of the fear

and I think- I think Trash Friends started to remedy it

BECAUSE it broke the cycle. 3 opened up, 4 realised how he's been thinking in the past too and probably felt awful for it

I don't think it SOLVED it persay but it definitely started to

like I do wish we saw a little more of that with the 2 like, even if just for a tiny scene, taking their time to communicate

because I'm prrretty sure that was what Trash Friends was supposed to be starting

and not gonna lie, probably why we get the silly videos with them working together

but I do wish wish wish we saw a little more of them talking about it

But I can definitely say, there's still things they need to discuss, things to fully get over and to get stronger together, especially pointing at SMG4 simulator with 3 seemingly being an epic rare special catch of sorts and YET still being negative points and also the timer skipping 34, like 4 is trying to push aside his feeling for 3

which is why I think if they do it right with the right things, smg34 becoming canon could be one of the most natural processes of SMG4 history

And thank you for reading! Hope I got you convinced :33

#smg4 #smg34 #nicc-thinks

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traumxrei-archive · 2 years

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Can I please request

#3 - They just told him they liked him but they get shy and say “never mind, forget it” …and he wasn’t letting them dismiss it just like that

With Idia Shroud? (≧▽≦)

i like this prompt BSJKSHSOW

Thank you! Remember to take care of yourself

【 till we reach the happy end 】

prompt #3: They just told him they liked him but they get shy and say “never mind, forget it” (ft. idia shroud)

gender neutral! reader, spoilers for ghost marriage + suitor suit idia's vignette, 600 followers event (closed!)

author's note: uuu lyzaaaa i wrote this for you bb <33 honestly the most fun thing i've written in a while. i read his vignette n i scrapped the initial idea i had for this fic and,,,,well the rest is history. i hope you enjoy !!

Idia was having a terrible, horrible, no-good night. Emphasis on the horrible. He was literally just seconds away from being ghosted, and in quite the literal sense too. And he was about to get married against his will! If it was to one of his favorite characters, then maybe Idia would've said yes, but this was to a literal ghost who threatened 'eternal love' for him despite having just met him.

He shivered, feeling better now that he could actually move around. He really needed to get out of this getup. And quickly. Before someone made a comment about him being a tokusatsu villain or a cringy cosplayer...

"Ugh, this cravat is literally choking me, no cap," Idia muttered to himself as he slipped into NRC's darkened hallways. "Thank goodness the protag group were busy taking care of the rest..."

"Idia-senpai!" The call of his name made him flinch, though he instantly recognized it to be their voice.

"W-what's up, Prefect-shi...?" Idia hoped his voice didn't betray his nerves as he spoke. It was hard to think straight when he was literally right in front of his c-cru...cru— oh Idia really didn't want to think about the c-word right now.

"I saw you leaving and I wanted to ask if you were okay," The warm smile they gave him had his heart doing somersaults and Idia could almost forget about the bad things that happened that evening. Such was the life of 'Idia the Simp', who was simply happy that the object of his affections cared about him. How sad and loser-like, was he right?

"I'm fine. I mean, aside from my legs literally turning into jelly from standing for so long," Idia mumbled before raising his voice. "That ghost must've been grinding his stats real hard to be able to fight like that."

"I guess so," They mused, falling into step beside him. "I'm really glad that the others made it in time."

"Ace-shi really came in clutch in this one! He was like a hero from some kind of action manga. Actually, weren't they all pretty hero-like?"

Idia continued to ramble excitedly. "I mean, the protagonist's friends arrived fashionably late— and they were all dressed to impress like princes in a dating sim! Riddle-shi being cool and unapproachable, yet shows his awkward and kind side to the protagonist. Epel-shi as the fragile character that you can't help but want to protect, yet also has a cool and alluring side. And finally Rook-shi, the prince of a neighboring country who secretly protects the main character, and instantly gains best boy status when it's revealed—!"

Idia realized just how excited he was getting over nothing— the tips of his hair turning bright orange— and he sighed deeply, "Augh, really, a loser like me could never compare to shiny princes like them..."

"Don't say that," They had stopped walking. The cool night air tickled the back of Idia's neck as he stood rooted in spot. There was quite a serious expression on their face and Idia wondered if he chose the wrong dialogue option somewhere along the line...

"If it counts for anything I think you look really cool— no, a better word would be absolutely dashing," Their nervousness showed in the way they shifted every few seconds, swallowing before continuing.

"Aren't you really prince-like too? The mysterious heir to the throne that no one ever sees who secretly helps the kingdom by masquerading as an inventor. He continues to provide the kingdom with advance technology whilst under the cover of the unlikeable hermit, and the main character is the first one to learn of his secret."

"Wow, that," This time it was Idia's turn to swallow, his own hair tinting a light pink. "T-that almost makes me sound like a good character to romance... You should become a dating sim writer."

They laughed lightly at that, "Thanks, but...what I really wanted to say was... That is..." They took a deep breath before starting again, "Because of tonight and what happened, I thought that life is short. And that I can't possibly control everything, so I should make sure to say what I want to say properly before it's too late. Idia-senpai. I...like you."

Idia could not believe his ears. Was he dreaming? Was this heaven? Did he dream up being saved by Ace and the others but actually he became a ghost and crossed to the other side? He didn't even remember paying the ferry to cross the river Styx!

"Eh?" was all that managed to leave his mouth, his hair fully turning as flushed as his face felt. The gears in his head were turning, but that didn't mean he wasn't losing braincells trying to figure out what was happening. In the first place, the genre of this day changed way too many times! From slice-of-life to survival horror to fighting game, and finally....a romantic visual novel?? Give him a break already!

"Actually. Just forget I said that." They turned around to quickly walk away but Idia grabbed onto their sleeve before they got too far. Oh Sevens, he really chose the most insanely noob-like dialogue option there was on the "Ranking of Things to Say if Someone Confesses to You" (made by Idia Shroud).

"W-wait, this is...way too much information for my brain to handle, I think I need to download extra gigabytes of RAM for this," Idia said under his breath before finally raising his gaze.

The pale moonlight washed everything in blue, and he couldn't help but think that they looked so...pretty even half-obscured in light. Their stare was pinned at the ground and he really needed to say something before they ran away and it was impossible for him to rewind the scene and fiz his mistakes.

"You..." Idia cleared his throat, the pink of his hair fluttering with the passing wind. "Could I p-please hear that dialogue option...once again? I-I promise to give a better answer this time! Or did I already raise a death flag for myself and hurtle myself towards the bad ending? Ah, Idia, this is why you aren't suited to be a otome game protag, you should just stick t—"

The breath was stolen from his lungs as warm palms urgently cradled his face, "Senpai... I don't like hearing the person that I like talking badly about himself all the time. Especially right after I told him how cool he is."

The words came out in a wheeze as he spoke again, "Y-you said 'like' just now? What k-kind of like is that?"

"The 'romantic' type of like," They said, a finger ghosting over his cheek. "The 'I want to play your route till the happy ending' type of like."

"Oh. In a positive way," He hastily added, his hair growing brighter by the second. "Y-you're really good at these...romantic words."

"Of course I am," They gave him a mischievous grin. "I learned from the best games on the market. So what do you say to my proposal?"

Aaaanddd Idia was back to feeling faint again, "T-that was a figure of speech right? I don't think I can handle another proposal so soon—"

"Senpai," They chided softly as Idia tugged at the ends of his hair. "A simple yes or no would suffice."

"Uhm. If you can't already tell by this," Idia pointed to his hair— which was now bright pink and flaming dangerously high. "I'd like to stay with you too. Till the happy ending."

"Till the happy ending," They echoed, smiling as they finally released his face. Idia found himself missing the touch a little....just a little though.

He didn't get the chance to wallow before his hand was being clasped in theirs, "C'mon! Let's get you out of those fancy clothes and play some games in your room already!"

"W-wait a second, Prefect-shi?" Idia flushed harder, if that was even physically possible. "Y-you're skipping too many chapters of the dating stage, you know? There's an order to things!!"

"I meant video games, senpai," They laughed as they skipped in front of him, Idia's own steps frantic to stay close to them. "Get your head out of the gutter."

"R-right," Idia nodded, absolutely mortified for the second— or was it third time?— that night. "I knew that."

And Idia was the subject of their teasings long after the night was over. He had to live through the embarrassment of them recounting the whole story to an all-too-curious Ortho. (Maybe he should've programmed him with less curiosity, but alas he can't go back on his own genius.)

But well, he really couldn't complain. Not when they held his hand so tightly as they watched his favorite movies with him. And especially not when they fell asleep on his shoulder— a cliché that was one of his favorites to date. Idia was sure of it now. No matter what hardships or trials would follow in the future, he would play this route till the happy end.

thank you for reading this very based idia take (pls help i've gamer-talked for too long bc of idia) if you did, please like, subscribe, and check out my masterlist for other works !!

[ mini idia dictionary bc pog ]

tokusatsu villain - tokusatsu refers to a genre of live-action shows that heavily use special effects. think ultraman or kamen rider.

death flag - an action or dialogue that foreshadows an untimely death for a certain character. raising one means to basically accelerate the death of a character, since you're adding more death flags to their roster.

bad ending/happy ending - referring to otome games, where there are multiple endings to different routes that are achievable by changing dialogue/actions throughout the story.

lmk if there are any other terms i should add bc i lost count of the more confusing ones after re-reading this 3 times jskfjdskf

#/trau writes #/trau fics #idia shroud *shakes cylumes*#i love this man #he's a disaster #we stan a fool in the face of romance #i wrote this instead of sleeping (real)#idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst fanfic #twst imagines #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst phantom bride #twst ghost marriage

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poetryandfluffycats · 30 days

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hello could i req some sub kaoru with a fem reader edging and praising him while he's tied up? pls if that's not too much <3

A/N: 3 posts in a week??? no way. I was saving this for kaorus day on NSFW month but I felt like making smth else for that. enjoy!

Pairing: Kaoru Hakaze x fem!reader

Content: Kaorus such a pretty boy, oh the fun you could have with him...

Warnings: NSFW, bondage, tiny bit of edging, handjobs, brief blowjob(?), biting, mild pain play

Words: 494

NSFW oneshot under cut!

Pretty Boy~

This was going to be so much fun.

Kaoru was such a pretty boy, all of the woman-and even some of the men-of ES were aware of that. He was so sweet and charming, always ready to fire off a flirtatious joke at any woman that came his way, and he was so, very good looking. Sharp jawline, dark eyes, long and silky blond hair, that tan surfer body... like a real-life Ken doll. The thought of him, and what he might be like in bed, was enough to send the most conservative woman into fits of giggles, the most straight-laced men into the most erotic daydreams...

It was a real shame he was actually a huge masochist.

/-------

"Augh!-Mmmmph-"

Kaorus cry's and moans were muffled by the ball gag strapped to his face. His hands were bound behind his head and his were ankles tied to the end of the bed with thick black rope, leaving his throbbing erection on full display for you.

"What's wrong, dear? Can't handle it?~" You teased, running the tip of your nail up his shaft, earning another muffled cry of pleasure from him. "You're so good for me, poor baby" You cooed, taking his length in your hand.

He threw his head back in another messy moan, his hips thrusting upwards to meet your strokes. His mind was a mess, his thoughts consumed by you and the way you touched him. So firm, so teasing, yet also so gentle and loving. You knew just how to make him fall apart, how to make him crumble beneath you.

You leaned forward, licking a stripe down from his tip, to his balls, then down to the muscled flesh of his thighs. You bit down hard, sucking a deep purple hickeys into the area as you continued your rough strokes to his length.

"Y-you bitch!" He cried out, or at least tired to. It came out as more of a muffled babble, to which you found adorable.

You pulled back, removing your mouth from his thigh and your hand from his cock. A string of saliva and a tiny bit of blood connected to the bite mark dripped down your lips, which were turning upwards into a grin at the look of pure desperation on your lovers face. His eyes were blown wide with lust, chest heaving with each breath as he struggled against the restraints.

It was kinda funny, actually. He had been the one to beg you to do this and here he was, whining and cussing like a bratty child.

"I think that's enough for now, unless you plan on being a good boy for me?" You purred, moving to straddle his hips.

Kaorus eyes shot open in a glare, his mouth opening and closing in another muffled attempt to cuss you out. His anger only made you chuckle, however.

You had been right. This was the most fun you'd ever had.

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstars #enstars x reader #oneshot #ensemble stars smut #ensemble stars oneshot #enstars smut #kaoru hakaze smut #kaoru hakaze x reader #kaoru x reader #kaoru hakaze #y/n x enstars #x reader #writers #writers on tumblr #undead x reader

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Part of my Kinktober 2023 one shot collection

"You were my first."

[Ao3] | [Tumblr]

cw: Blood, cptsd, self-hate, alcohol

Tav Vistri, Act I, right after Bite Night

Big moment, that following morning was. Pleasantly enough, none of the others tried to drive a stake through Astarion’s heart upon learning his true nature. Nor did Vistri suddenly change her mind and call for a mob. She even stood up for him. Showed a suspicious amount of understanding.

But that’s how she’d always survived.

A bit of kindness tinged with charm, and lying back, goes a long way.

Astarion seemed the happiest that Vistri had ever seen him. Although, to be fair, they’d journeyed together less than a tenday, and not under the most pleasant circumstances. She’d seen him smile, but not like that. Not like the way he’d been smiling since—

His lips on her neck…

“Augh!” Vistri exclaimed, walking unannounced into Shadowheart’s tent, “I feel like a ripe pile of shit!”

“Were you raised in a barn?!” Shadowheart cried, startled and put out by her new friend’s sudden appearance.

“No, the Underdark—But that’s not important right now,” Vistri answered, too obsessed at the moment to exchange a bit of back and forth, “We don’t have time for an ethics debate.”

“An ethics debate? You just barged into my tent!”

“Because I needed to talk to you!” she explained, as if that answered everything sufficiently.

“I swear, if you hadn’t saved my life…”

“I know, I know! I’m insufferable. Do you have wine?”

“It is just passed sunrise.”

“Yes, and I’m very thirsty.”

Somehow, Shadowheart’s exasperated refusal to indulge her self-destructive habits prompted Vistri to spill everything. How she never felt anything.

How much she felt last night.

“You like the vampire?”

Vistri looked as if Shadow had just spat in her face, and protested, “I do not!”

While she had her crisis at Shadowheart, Astarion was literally skipping through the woods. He couldn’t remember a day where he felt better than he did this morning. With her blood flowing through him, giving back life.

Was this what it felt like to be Vistri? he found himself musing, watching the dapple of shadows dance across his hands as the sunlight trickled through the trees.

Which was a very ironic conclusion for him to draw, considering that she was just now sobbing wildly on Shadowheart’s awkward shoulder.

But Vistri never let him inside her mind despite pushing into his, not after that first initial taste; when they met on the ground in his arms, while his blade pressed into her. Too much was happening then for Astarion to really notice anything, and he only felt a hint of someone else before she instinctually shut her mind off from his. They’d shared a memory, but it was like the directions of a play read aloud, not the feelings of an actor emoted through their eyes.

It piqued his curiosity now that he spent a little time in her company. Had a taste of her.

And like a cat discovering a closed door, he was suddenly possessed by the need to pry it open.

Turns out, things were working out for Astarion better than he could have ever imagined. He could get used to his luck turning around like this. Not only did the rest of his companions accept that he was a vampire without much complaint, Vistri offered to let him feed again.

Before he accepted, it was important for Astarion to make clear that nothing would ever happen again without her say so. He could be better than Cazador ever was—wanted to be better.

“I shall wait patiently until you suggest we… dine together.”

Vistri could feel heat rising in her face. Cheesy little comments of his like that previously grated on her nerves, and now she wanted to giggle.

What the fuck was wrong with her? Did she really want him? Could she really… imagine that as a possibility?

“But until then: No more late-night surprises, you have my word on that,” he promised. Rather sincerely, actually.

It was probably due to some vampiric thrall she must be under, but Vistri decided to trust his words. Every night could be its own test, and a sick part of her hoped he’d break his vow. That he’d prove it was all good to be true; show her who she really was. Prove that neither of them were worth it.

“Thank you,” she said, biting her lip, “And if you don’t mind, I have a vow of my own to exchange.”

“Oh?”

“Pushing into your mind… I wasn’t sure if you were going to kill me, but in finding out, I also… That was for you to save or tell. Not for me to find out. Not like that. I swear I’ll never do it again. Not without asking first.”

Astarion looked a bit devastated; shook it off with a smirk, and then said, “We’re even.”

Vistri was taken aback, “Even?”

“I've only tried to stab you when we first met, and bite you while you’ve slept. A little wriggling around with my mind worm… Well, you’re not better than me after all! In fact, you’re just like me.”

She smiled and looked at her feet, “I wouldn’t go as far as that.”

Even the teasing mention of closeness was too much for Vistri to endure, and she hated him for it.

So of course she didn’t want to appear too eager! She waited a whole other day before proposing another late-night snack. Astarion took it to be a reward for his good behavior; not coming back for seconds before he was asked.

The anticipation ate at them even worse after they agreed it would happen that night, and it itched at them all day. Unfortunately, Astarion was a bit of a stress-eater, and quite literally bit off more than he could chew with a large bear that evening before they met up. Draining it just barely replaced what he'd lost, which left him punch drunk and dizzy from his own bloodlessness. Their fun was put off for another night.

Much to the vexation of both.

He didn’t want to wake her that second time, not because he didn’t want her to be present, but because he was doing his best not to be an inconvenience. Vistri wasn’t offended either; he was so obviously sure he was doing her a favor. Oh, but she wanted to be awake for it! Not asleep, not in trance, but there feeling his—

Shit. Bad thoughts! No, no, no.

It was nothing. He meant nothing. She was nothing but a source of sustenance. Vistri had a purpose, and that was that.

She was food.

But then… So was that bandit earlier. Now he was food. Astarion drunk him dry with little grace. Ripped his screaming throat from out of his neck, and the spray went everywhere! Tonight he would gently creep up to her in the dark, at her behest, and take only a little while trying his best not to cause her to stir. It was quite the contrast.

That bandit was a meal. Vistri was a treat.

Then what was this even all for?

Vistri shooed away her curiosity before it meant she had to answer that question herself.

Waiting impatiently in her bedroll, eyes shut tight, Vistri could feel her heart pounding as if it was berating her for their present circumstances.

Oh, hush! she thought, arguing back.

This wasn’t her best performance, pretending to be in the midst of trance as she was. Her focus was elsewhere, searching for his presence through her pores. Her mind froze when Astarion finally began to approach. Even without seeing, she knew he was there; could feel his proximity before he touched her. The very air changed around him, like a storm cloud. Her senses filled with something herbal and sweet, then brandy and heat as his chest crept over hers.

She held her breath, even though deep breathing was the telltale sign of trance. Vistri thought he caught her, sensing him pause for a moment. Then she reasoned she was probably making that up.

But she didn’t. He did pause. Not because he noticed she wasn’t breathing, but because he still wasn’t quite sure this was all really happening. Not just some mad trick of the tadpole.

He swallowed and let himself lean carefully down, until his body pressed into hers. He could feel her heart beating frantically, but in his distraction, it didn’t give her away. Astarion just took it as a sign she was alive. That this really was all real.

His lips met her neck before his fangs. Vistri held back a shiver, taking a deep breath against it. She stifled a moan as one hummed quietly in Astarion’s throat. She could feel it vibrate on hers, neck to neck. Feel her life and power flow into him and through him. Power. Pleasure.

It was palpable.

Astarion’s tongue moved against her skin, swallowing her.

She even lost herself for a moment. As her mind flew blissfully away, her fingers, those sluts, found their way up into his curls.

Her hands grasped the sides of his head. Vistri wasn’t trying to push him away, she just needed to brace herself against the loss of gravity. Astarion didn’t even notice at first. It just felt like part of the whole thing. It was her sudden movement as she jerked them back that brought his attention to her wakefulness.

“Are you not in your trance?” he asked in the crook of her neck.

“No,” she answered with her eyes still closed, “Do you want me to be?”

She was truly the most curious thing to him. Was she pretending to be in a trance to please him? While allowing him to drink from her? Who does that? Astarion smirked, shaking his head, “I thought you’d prefer…”

Vistri opened her eyes and looked into his. She’d been warned her whole life about elves with red eyes.

“No, I—” she blushed, “I mean, it’s quite fun. Is it not?”

“It is?”

Curiouser and curiouser.

She nodded.

“Well, that’s nice to hear.”

“Do you want to-?” Vistri gestured to her neck.

“Right, yes,” Astarion said, clearing his throat. Regaining his cool, he slyly suggested, “Why don’t you crawl into my lap?”

Vistri couldn’t breathe.

Her non-answer was a glorious victory. Astarion could tell he had an effect, a sway over her somehow. He tilted his head back, smiling with confidence, “You do want it, don’t you?”

Lightheaded, Vistri gave in and sat across his knees. Grinning, Astarion grabbed her up into his arms and dipped her dramatically with a slight growl. Vistri giggled, too loudly, and he cupped a hand over her mouth.

He shushed her, “Be still now.”

First, he brought his lips back to her throat. Then his tongue. Then his fangs.

A moan escaped Vistri this time. One, warm hand cradled the back of her neck as he drank from the front of it.

He promised it would be just a taste, and it was just a taste. She didn’t even have to hold him back this time. Astarion stopped on his own accord, before she was ever in any real danger.

When she opened her eyes, Astarion had stars in his. Just a little bit of her, and he was an entirely new person.

Self-satisfied, Vistri grinned, “You’re welcome.”

Sitting up, her head swayed forward like a drunkard and almost smashed into his skull.

“Oh, there you go,” he muttered, steadying her.

Vistri looked up at him, her face so close to his. “I’m okay,” she answered before he could ask.

“Don’t try to get up just yet. You’ll take another tumble, and who knows if I’m feeling generous enough to catch you again.”

“Bastard,” she laughed weakly.

Vistri could smell her blood on his breath. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes so the only thing in existence was the scent lingering between them. She couldn’t imagine liking this so much with anyone el—She shot up so fast, suddenly standing to escape those thoughts.

“Careful!”

Astarion must have been feeling generous because he caught her a second time.

“Oops,” she said, embarrassed.

“You ought to take better care of yourself, darling. I’m invested now.” Funny thing, that wasn't even a lie. He'd never met someone like her before.

Vistri met his grin with performative suspicion, “How heartening.”

Astarion's eyes followed the words as they bounced off her lips. He smiled realizing they were perfectly painted instead of washed clean.

She either swayed or leaned closer. Even Vistri couldn't tell if it was blood loss or an intentional inching of her feet.

“You look a bit peaked,” Astarion said nervously.

“Yes,” Vistri sighed, standing so near, “Off to bed I go.”

Even the air between them pounded. They stayed very still. His breath turned into her breath.

Then Astarion broke the spell, stepping back with narrowed eyes, “Sweet dreams, then.”

“Sweet dreams.”

But there were no dreams.

Just forbidden thoughts that ran endlessly through their minds, until even their muscles ached.

#vistarion #tav x astarion #astarion x tav #snippet saturday #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #BrishFics #astarion #astarion ancunin

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xiaoao · 1 year

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Destined To Meet You.

1 - The Enchanted Forest | Where are we? - Paimon

Previous > m.list > next

Groups POV :

"Wh-What the heck?!" Paimon yells, "Augh.." Lumine groans as she rubs her head, "Lumine, you okay?" Aether asks, "Yep, perfect fine." Lumine replies, "Woah.." Paimon says mesmerized, "What a beautiful forest!" Paimon exclaims, "Is this still.. Teyvat?" Aether asks, "Uhh no.. I don't think so." Tighnari replies uncertain while looking around, "But the flowers are very pretty." Tighnari adds to his sentence, "I agree! But, how did we get here?" Paimon asks, "I think it might be my fault.." Aether claims, "How so?" Xiao asks, "Well, I touched some plant type thing at the lake, it doesn't look like it was from Teyvat, so I wanted to examine it closer." Aether explains, Xiao says nothing but sighs, "So.. How do we get back to Teyvat?" Paimon asks, Lumine shrugs, "For me and Aether this is pretty normal. We travel to different universes, so I guess we can find out?" Lumine asks, "Right.. Well, let's walk, maybe we can find someone and ask some directions." Aether suggests, "Good idea! Let's goo!" Paimon says excitedly,

Your POV :

Your ears perked up to the sound of distinct voices and leaves rustling, you turn to the direction where the sound is. You quickly turn into your kitsune form and rush to where the sound is coming from, of course. As the responsibility of the leader, and the leader of the forest, you need to protect it. You saw two blonde haired people, with someone with ash white hair, however they were.. Floating? You sensed that someone was fully alerted of your presence. You prepared to change to your half human half kitsune form, possibly using your mask. "Let's goo!" You heard a high pitched voice said, they walked in the forest, but you decided to observe them for now.

"Uhh.. So far we just saw some foxes." Paimon says, "Do you think we'll find someone?" Paimon asks, "Don't give up yet, Paimon! I'm sure we'll find someone." Aether says trying to in courage her, Tighnari's ears flicked, "Something wrong, Tighnari?" Cyno asks, "If someone is there, please come out." Tighnari says glaring at his surroundings, he heard someone sigh, "You caught me." You say standing up, "Is there something you need?" You say crossing your arms glaring at the group, "Uh.. Uh! Well.. We just w-want to know how do we get out of here and.. Stuff." Paimon says nervously, "I suggest you don't go to that direction, unless your asking for death." You say walking in front of the group, "You know this forest well, don't you?" A stern voice said, "I do. I grew up here." You reply looking at them, "Uhm.. Why can't we continue going straight..?" Paimon asks nervously, "Do you want to have a life long battle?" You ask, Paimon shakes her head, you sigh, "Follow me." You say, "How do we know we can trust you?" Xiao asks, "Because I own this land." You say, "I wouldn't do anything to it, I wouldn't even hurt the people who step foot in this area." You say, "Wait wait, so you're basically a god?!" Paimon asks shocked, "A.. God? No no, don't misunderstand. I'm just a leader, I can be replaced." You explain, "Can.. Can you explain?" Paimon asks, "Can I first lead you guys to a safer place? There's a chance one of the kitsunes attack." You say, "Kitsunes?" Lumine asks, "I'll save the explaining for later. Follow me." You say as you walk to your camp.

Once you've all arrived, you went towards the fire, "Take a seat. Care for some tea?" You ask, "Oo me please!" Lumine says, "I'll take you up on that offers." Aether says, you nod, "Alright, before I explain, please introduce yourselves and tell me how you all got here. You all don't look like kitsunes.." You say, "Uh well, Paimon is Paimon!" She introduces herself, "I'm Lumine, this is my twin brother, Aether." She introduces herself and her brother, you nod as you give the twins their cup of teas. "Tighnari." He says, "My name is Cyno.", he introduces himself as well, "I don't care, call me anything you'd like." Wanderer says, "Don't tell me that. I need a specific name." You said, "I said I don't care. But if it's necessary, call me Wanderer." Wanderer says, "Adeptus Xiao, or call me Xiao." He says, "Great, nice to meet you all. I'm [name], an Umi Kitsune." You say sitting down, "Alright, any questions?" You ask, "Yes, me. Where are we?!" Paimon asks, "You're in the enchanted forest."You say, "Enchanted.. Forest?" Paimon asks confusingly, "Yes, an enchanted forest. I don't know why the creator named it that way, but they did. And it's something it should be heavily respected." You say, "Oh okay.. But if there's a creator how do you own this land?" Paimon asks, "The creator of this land died, and from what I heard, the last Umi Kitsune will have the responsibility of controlling this land. Well, the last Umi Kitsune from the Umi clan, as known as the Umi's who fight in battle. I got the responsibility of controlling this land, I tried it for myself and.. The foxes did listen to whatever I said, I tried it on a kitsune and it worked. It's like I'm their leader, though I didn't want it. It was just given to me by force." You say, "Oh [name].." Paimon says sorrowfully, "It's okay. Don't worry." You say trying to reassure Paimon, "How old are you?" Xiao asks, "That's a strange question. But I'm 2,000 years old." You say, "You're so young..?" Xiao says, "How do you already have this much responsibilities?" Xiao asks, "It's inevitable, honestly. I never asked for this but I was born in the Umi family, and I was a relative of the Umi leader." You explain, Xiao sighs and looks at you in pity, then suddenly, you feel to little arms wrap around you, you looked to the side with your eyes to see Paimon hugging you, "Wahh! [Name]! We'll help you in anyway possible, and for how long we can!" Paimon says, you slightly smile, "Thank you, Paimon." You say happy, you heard Paimon sniff and let go of you. "You know, Paimon.. I'm just a stranger and you already trust me, enough to help me?" You say, Paimon nods, "Thank you, I'm glad.." You say quietly, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but, can we know what happened to your backstory?" Tighnari asks, you take a deep breath, "To summarize it up, my parents died in war when I died, then my brother died in war as well, then, when my brother died, my cousin invited me in a meeting or some sort, and I met other leaders of other kitsune clans. Then, she offered me to become a leader, of course, I accepted, because I could only trust myself. Then.. They had a plan, because there's a killer roaming around this place, then I don't remember the others.. I remember blacking out and waking up to.. My cousins dead body, and the other kitsune leaders bodies. I don't know what happened, but, I think I'm heavily associated with it." You confess, "You're.. Heavily associated with it? How so?" Xiao asks, "When I woke up, I saw some scrolls, I read them and.. Well, here." You say as you summon the scrolls for the group to read, "This was my cousins scroll. The most important one." You say, the scroll says :

"This scroll acts like my final words to you, [name]. I know you don't want to know this, but, your power is extremely dangerous, it's something you unfortunately cannot control, even any amount of training, you can never master it. However, you can at least try, you can may find a way to control that power, because you have mastered multiple powers even I cannot. I believe in you, [name]. In any no way do I blame you for us dying, it is your power that did it. It was controlling your body, but it's not you. I love you so much, [name]. Thank you for accepting my offer of being the leader."

That is the end of the scroll. "Done reading?" You ask, Lumine and Aether nods, "So you.. Killed them.." Paimon says sorrowfully, "I think so. But I have no memory." You say, "Take the time to sink in the information. I'll go hunting for some food for the night." You say walking off.

Groups POV :

The group was silent, the only sound is water running, occasional rustling, and birds chirping. The water running came from Aether washing the cups you gave to the twins for some tea, "S-so! [Name's] really nice huh.." Paimon says awkwardly trying to brighten things up, "Sure.. Yeah." Tighnari says uncertain, "C'mon guys, [name] is really kind!" Lumine says, "Sure, but we don't know. [Name] has a power that can kill all of us." Xiao says, "Yeah, but it's not her. She says she has no memory of it!" Lumine says trying to make Xiao believe her, Xiao sighs, "Plus, she'll tell us in advanced. She said so herself." Lumine adds, "That is true. Xiao, give it a break. So far [name] has given us shelter, and a place to sleep in. Look, she even went out to get food for us." Aether says as he wipes his hands on a towel, "You don't have to lower your guard, I'm just saying be a little more chill with [name]." Aether adds to his sentence as he pats Xiao's shoulder, "Yeah! Let's trust her for now." Paimon says, "..Fine." Xiao says in defeat.

Your POV :

As you're running around trying to find some luck for meat, you stumble upon a kitsune, though, not a normal kitsune, an Umi Kitsune, you transform to your human-kitsune form, and the other kitsune gets alerted and runs away, you sigh "I guess there's still hope for us Umi's." You mumble, you heard a rustle, and there you saw another kitsune, but rather, a kitsune that kills other kitsunes, however, fortunately for you, Umi's are their great fears. And though they can change into a human form, you can do it. You charge at the kitsune, scythe at your hand preparing to stab. Then, the kitsune blocked your scythe causing you to charge back, yes, it was expected as you were in plain sight. So you ran towards it, slashing your blade left to right, as well as up and down. For you, it was easy to read it's attacking powers, so you killed it in an instant. You knelt down to cut it's body to pieces, yes, this may seem as cannibalism, but how are you supposed to eat? The birds aren't reachable, and the other animals you're supposed to be hunting is in the enemies territory, even other kitsunes kill each other in the same clan to survive.

"[Name]! You're back!" Paimon calls, "W-woah! You have blood all over you!" Paimon says, "Hm? Oh don't worry. It's not mine. I'll be right back, I'll cook the meat." You say, "How do you say the so casually.." Paimon says, "I wanna help!" Lumine says as she follows you, you only nod and look behind you, "[Name] can be pretty cold though." Paimon says, "Yeah, I guess that's normal for this world." Aether says as he sits down, "But you can't lie, [name] is really beautiful." Aether says, Tighnari chuckles, "I heavily agree with that." Tighnari agrees, "Yes! I want to pet her ears.. And when she led us to the camp her tail was swaying.. I wanted to hug it!" Paimon squeals, "If you wanted to pet it so badly why didn't you?" You say behind Paimon, "Wahhh! How did you get here?!" Paimon says frightened, "Simply because I'm done? Lumine says she'll handle everything." You explain, "If you want to touch my ears or tail you're free to do so." You say, "Really?!" Paimon says as her eyes light up, "Go ahead." You say as you tilt your head to her. Paimon didn't hesitate and rub your ears. "Look at this!" Lumine says behind you, "Ah, you're finished." you say looking behind you, "The meat looks good." You say, "Need a hand?" You ask, Lumine shakes her head and smiles, "Eat up everyone!" Lumine says as she raises the plate with meat, Lumine places down the plate and Aether places the plates and utensils, they all sat down and Lumine gave everyone each portion, "Not gonna eat [name]?" Lumine asks, you shake your head, "I'm not hungry.." You say quietly, "I'm just gonna go to the cliff side. You can just call my name and I'll be there." You say facing away, "How can you hear it?" Paimon asks, you point at your ears, Paimon made an "Ohh" Sound and nods.

Your POV :

The feeling your feeling is very familiar, scarily familiar. You couldn't explain it, happiness? Sadness? Frightened? No words can explain. You didn't want to feel it, though. You're scared, you're scared you'd get attached. But, you were slowly getting attached, you didn't want them to leave, but you know to yourself that they're leaving. That other part of you just didn't want to believe it. You look down and sigh, "I guess this feeling is inevitable." You mumble to yourself while your eyes were closed, you opened your eyes to see a fox, you smile, "Hey little one." You say scratching its ears. You look up, "I guess it's just best of luck to me." You say looking back to come back in the forest, while walking, you hear a scream. Your eyes widen to the familiarity, "Lumine?"

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quanticowrites · 5 months

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The Wrong One Pt. 3 (Timothy McGee x Reader)

•• GAH I got something done. Part 3 and final part of this fic. Enjoy! ••

The headlights are practically blinding, but you're able to see them reach for the car door and push it open. They step out to show that they have a hood over their face.

"Who are you?"

"You mean you haven't figured it out yet?" They ask, sounding annoyed. "I thought leaving my necklace at the crime scene would make it pretty clear."

"HEY-!" They reach for their hood.

"I'm just showing you who I am." The calmness in their voice made your stomach churn. You watched as they pulled the hood back. You feel your gun slip out of your hands.

It was like looking in the mirror.

"Surprised?" She laughed. "Looks like Mom and Dad didn't tell you everything." Your mind was spinning as you watched her sprint toward you. You managed to twist yourself mid-fall so that she was beneath you, giving you a slight advantage. "Aww, don't feel bad. I didn't know I had a twin either." She laughed, clocking you in the jaw with her elbow. "Not that it matters, you know, I'm going to kill you and take your place." You spit in her eye and rolled towards your gun. If you could just reach it. "You're not better than me, just because they didn't give you up!" You flinched as her fingers came a bit too close to your eyes for comfort.

"You think you can be me? Huh?" You laughed. "You'd be found out in a heartbeat. My husband would know you were a fake the second you walk through our front door."

"Don't be too sure." You pinned her arms as she reached for your gun. Shit, you thought. Now we're both pinned like this. "I've been watching you for months, learning your routine."

"Oh just fuck off." You hiss. "You're pinned." She smirked.

"So are you."

"My team will be here any minute."

"No, they won't. They don't have any clue where you are. I disabled your car's GPS while you were at the Lieutenant's apartment and I've got a cell jammer in my car."

"Why are you doing this?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you, Miss Perfect." She wiggled and got out of your hold, despite your best effort, sending a kick to your lower abdomen. "FUCK YOU!" You didn't know what came out of your mouth, but you were sure it didn't qualify as words. She got the gun in her hands and you jumped up just in time to miss a bullet to the leg. Is it a good or a bad thing she didn't know how to shoot? At this range, it didn't matter much. "Alright, get in my car."

"Why should I? You're just gonna kill me." She cocked the gun back.

"You can decide if you want it slow and painful." You sigh, standing up. At the moment you didn't have much choice. You both stopped and listened to the sound of squealing tires.

"My team won't be here, huh?"

"GET IN THE CAR OR I'LL SHOOT YOU NOW!" You knew she was serious, so you headed toward her car. She came up behind you and you stopped and threw your head back. You felt her nose crack against the back of your skull. "AUGH!" She put the gun right up against your neck and pushed you into the door of her car. "BITCH! YOU'RE GONNA BLEED OUT-!" Brakes squealed and a gunshot rang out, You flinched, but you weren't hit. Her body dropped behind you and you turned. Gibbs, Tim, Nick, and Ellie all stood outside the Charger, weapons drawn. Tim was the first to holster his weapon and start towards you. You met him halfway and he wrapped you up tightly in his arms.

"How'd you find me?" He laughed.

"I put an Airtag in your trunk." You blinked. He couldn't have done that after you went to the Lieutenants. You leaned back and looked up at him and his sheepish grin.

"How long has that been there?" His face turned redder than it already was. You patted him on the chest.

"I think I can forgive you this time."

"So," Ellie came up beside Tim as Nick started putting up crime scene tape. "I take it you didn't know about the whole twin thing?" Gibbs was off to the side on the phone, presumably with Leon. You stiffened. Shit. You proved your innocence but you still defied an order from the director. Hopefully, he would be understanding and just give you a week of unpaid leave.

"No," You finally answered. "Not until she showed her face just now." You look down at her body before quickly looking away. "Can we cover her up until Ducky and Jimmy get here? I don't like looking at myself dead on the ground." Ellie nodded before quickly going to scour the trunk of the car for anything that could shield her from view.

"Hey." You jump at Gibbs's voice being so close. You didn't notice him walk over. "You alright?" You nodded.

"Yeah. How pissed is the Director?" He laughed, smiling.

"The usual amount." He stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking toward where your car was in the ditch. "Tow truck's on the way. Since your car is evidence It'll be towed back to NCIS."

"Evidence?"

"She hit it with her car, right?" He pointed. "Plus, I think your dash cam caught her entire confession on video."

"I think it's still recording. I can see the red dot in the corner." Ellie added and you smiled.

"I knew getting one of them was going to be a good investment." You elbowed Tim and he sighed.

"Okay, I was wrong about the dashcam being useless, happy?" You smirked.

"Very." With that video, you were pretty much cleared of the murder charges, but you knew you still had to face the Director and some form of punishment. Better than being dead, you supposed. Tim wrapped an arm around you and pulled you closer. Yep. Definitely better.

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kusuguricafe · 2 years

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Tickletober Day 25 - Teasing

A/N: this was a request from an anonymous user. thank you, I love writing bakudeku 🧡💚

Summary: bakugou's bored and deku happens to be walking by, so why not have some fun with him?

Characters: lee!deku, ler!bakugou

“Oi, nerd.”

“Yeah, Kacchan?”

“Come over here. I wanna tickle you, I’m bored.”

“WH-WHAT!?”

“You heard me. Oh, don’t give me that face. I know you like it. Now c’mere.”

Deku hesitated. Kacchan wasn’t wrong, but did he really need to be so direct about it??

“I-I… b-but, what if someone else sees??”

They were in the middle of the common room, after all!

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Deku’s entire face turned a deep shade of pink. He groaned.

“Augh! Fine. Just… b-be gentle?”

“Me? Gentle? You serious?”

Deku put his head in his hands. What was he doing??? Was he really about to risk someone walking in on him getting tickled to death right now? I mean, that wouldn’t be the worst thing that could happen, but…

Deku silently walked over to the couch and sat in Bakugou’s lab. He leaned back and layed down, covering his red face with his arm. He couldn’t help it. The second Bakugou had said the word, he was hooked. Damn lee mood.

“Alright,” he said, still hiding behind his arm. “Go ahead.” He smiled wide in anticipation, despite himself.

“Go ahead what?” Bakugou took hold of Deku’s arm, revealing his already flustered expression. Bakugou leered down at him.

“D-don’t make me say it…” Deku averted his gaze.

Bakugou slid his free hand underneath Deku’s tee shirt. He held it there.

“P-plehease…”

“I know you can do it,” Bakugou began slowly tracing circles around Deku’s belly button.

“mMMHMHM NOHO! I-I cahan’t, Kacchan!”

“Then I guess we’ll just sit here until you can.”

They both froze.

“B-but I—EEHE! Don’t do that!” Deku squeaked as Bakugou hovered his wiggling fingers over his abdomen.

“Got a ticklish tummy? Huh, nerd?”

“Stahahap!” Deku whined. It was like he could feel it already.

“You’re ridiculous, you know,” Bakugou said as he suddenly squeezed Deku’s hips, just for a second. Deku screamed.

“WHAAA! Nohohooo, you’re so mehean!”

“All you have to do is say you want me to tickle you and I’ll keep going.”

Deku tried. He really did. “C-can you.. Can you, uhm… I, I uh, w-want… you uh, you to, um. To… to ti. To tick. Can. Can you. Kacchan! Kacchan please!”

“I can’t believe this is so hard for you! If you can’t say it you can just get up and—”

“NO! TICKLE ME, PLEASE! PLEASE KACCHAN!!”

“What was that?” Asshole.

“GOD DA—PLEASE TICKLE MEEEYEAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!”

Bakugou drilled his thumbs into Deku’s hip bones. Deku went into a frenzy. He threw his head back, hugged his torso, and kicked his legs out desperately. It tickled so bad.

“AHAHA NAHAHAHAAA!” he was elated.

“Hmm… How about these thighs here? You got some ticklish thighs too, Deku?”

“NonononoOOHOHO! WHAAHA NOT THE—PPFFFTAAAHAHAHAA!”

“Oho, good spot? You like it when I squeeze here, don’t you? So sensitive, Deku.”

“STAHAHAAAHAP IHIHIT PLEHEHEHEHEEAAAASE! I CAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IT!”

“Can’t take it? Can’t take what? The tickling or the teasing?”

“TEHEHEHEASIHIHING!”

“Ooh, so you do want me to keep tickle tickle tickling you then, huh? All over your tiiiicklish little body?”

“NAHAHAHAAA! KACCHAHAHAHAHAN!!”

“Hey, Kaminari, do you hear that? Sounds like Midoriya.” Kiri asked.

“Yeah, you’re right. I think it’s coming from the common room. Wanna go check it out? Make sure he’s okay?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

“Kacchan, pleheheheease!”

“Alright, alright. I’ll give you a break.”

Midoriya tried to catch his breath. He didn’t notice Bakugou untying his shoelaces until he felt a warm hand touch his socked foot.

“Ah! Wahahait!”

“Nice All Might socks, nerd,” Bakugou smirked. “Mind if I…”

“Nohohoo!”

Bakugou slowly removed Deku’s socks (which Deku did nothing to stop). Bakugou held Deku’s ankle with one hand and began slowly trailing his fingers up from his heel to the ball of his foot, and then back down.

“EEHEhehEhehehEHEHE!”

“Pfft, dude, you’ve gotta see this,” Kaminari gestured towards the center of the room.

“aaAAHAhahahahAAHAHAHAHA! nohOOhohohoho!!”

“Whoa! Bakubro’s really wrecking the little guy! Should we help?”

“Too risky,” Kaminari shuddered.

“But what if—”

“AAAIIIIEEEHEHEHE NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!!”

Kirishima and Kaminari looked at each other. Kiri started to head in, but Kami grabbed his arm.

“We can’t!”

“Why not??”

“Because! What if he—you know!”

Kiri laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you, sparks.”

“O-okay…”

“Poor poor ticklish Deku, can your little toes not take it?”

Tears pricked the corners of Deku’s eyes. “ahAHAHA it’s sOHO BAAHAHAHAHAD!”

“Bakugou! Be nice to him!”

“Haah? Kirishima?”

Kirishima and Kaminari walked around to the front of the couch to face Bakugou.

“Aren't you b-being a little harsh?” Kami added.

“Pshh. He can take it. What, you want some too, dunce face?”

“NO!”

“G-guys? What’re you—wAAHAHAHA PLEEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

Kaminari blushed. Bakugou really was ruthless. Deku didn’t appear to be trying to get away, though.

“You two don’t need to be so worried. He doesn’t mind,” Bakugou said, as if he wasn’t making Midoriya lose his mind right now. “Isn’t that right, nerd?” He let up slightly so that Deku could respond.

“Ehehehehe yeahaha, I’m okahahahay you guhuys!”

“If you say so, man,” Kirishima shrugged.

“Okay! We’ll uh, see you guys later!” Kaminari said as he began to leave. Kiri followed.

“You good?” Kirishima asked Denki after they had left.

“Y-yeah! Why d’you ask?”

“You’re pretty flushed, is all.”

“Oh heh, that… I, er, I’ve never heard Bakugou use that tone of voice before.”

“Is that what’s got you all hot and bothered?”

“N-no! I, I just wasn't expecting it. That’s all.”

“Right, right,” Kiri nudged him playfully.

Bakugou slowed his pace, gently tickling Deku’s sides now.

“You get so loud.”

“Ihihit tihihihihickles!”

“Oh now you can say it.”

Deku snorted. Bakugou felt his heart swell.

“Shitty nerd,” He patted Deku’s thigh. “Had enough yet?”

Deku nodded and Bakugou stopped. Deku sat back up and wrapped his arms around Kacchan’s torso, nuzzling into him.

“Oi!!”

“Thank you, Kacchan.”

Bakugou couldn’t help but gaze at him fondly.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t mention it.”

#tickletober2022 #augtickletober2022 #tickling #tickle fic #katsuki bakugou #izuku midoriya #deku #bakudeku #ler!bakugou #lee!deku #lee!midoriya #kaminari and kirishima guest star #bnha #princess scrawlings

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howlingday · 1 year

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tragic backstory (tm) au)

pyrrrha and jaune have a date. yang is defnatly not jealous and neither is ruby they're just tagging along for moral support…. yeah!

ozpin takes the time to inspect jaune's gear for him. he's seeing a lot of … aura? magic? something like that. it's rearranging the metals and making them both sturdier and acting like a conductor for jaune's aura… this is something he heard about when he was a boy… as in a boy back in his first life. but it was only for great legends.

… just what has he turned jaune into?

(slaying the dragon was a big enough feat that now jaune's weapons and armor are more symbols of that feat than actual items. more like if you somehow crystallized the attention and emotions people felt about jaune's slaying of the dragon. tldr jaune's got a couple of noble phantasms on his hands)

Ponce Age

Pyrrha: (Sighs contently, Holds Jaune's arm)

Jaune: Everything okay, Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Yes. Everything is just... perfect.

Ruby: (In a bush) Target in sight.

Weiss: They're not targets, Ruby.

Yang: I mean, they're the reason we're out here, so...

Blake: Targets.

Emerald: And why are we following them? Shouldn't we be respecting their privacy?

Mercury: And miss this blackmail? Yeah, right!

Emerald: Wait, are we really here for blackmail?

RWBY: (Holding up their scrolls) Um...

Emerald: I can't believe this...

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Wei: Do you truly believe this?

Adam: (Bound by chains, Welts all over him) Yes! All of my suffering has been by the hands of a hum- ARGH!

Wei: No! You only suffer because you lack discipline! You lack understanding! Humanity did not give you that scar. It is your naivete and ignorance that causes you pain!

Adam: ...

Wei: Who did this to you? Who is responsible for your incarceration? Who is the one who put you away, only to be freed later by my hand?

Adam: ...Me- ARGH!

Wei: You say the correct answer, but you do not believe it. If you are going to speak, then speak with certainty.

Adam: Jaune Arc...

Wei: Good. Your honesty will reward you this once... with less pain!

Adam: AUGH! ARGH! DAMMIT! WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS TRAINING?! I WOULD HAVE HAD HIM! I WOULD HAVE KILLED- AAAAAAAAUGH!

Wei: You were fighting an unarmed opponent and you lost. He surprised you not only once. Your rage for humanity blinds and now your hatred of this Jaune Arc is blinding you more so! If you wish to become stronger, you must free yourself of your mask of animosity! See the world for what it truly is!

Wei: See this Jaune Arc for who he truly is.

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Jaune: Ugh, I still can't believe this...

Pyrrha: What's wrong, Jaune? Are you mad we got free snowcones?

Jaune: It's the being free I'm mad about, it's the reason. "Here you are, your majesty"? (Groans) Is this my life now?

Pyrrha: (Pats his back) You saved a lot of people, Jaune. People who will be forever grateful for what you've done in Mallet.

Jaune: I didn't do anything. I just held a sword... lance... drill thing and lucked a killing blow. After I abandoned you guys.

Pyrrha: You didn't abandon anyone. You were needed elsewhere. You abandoned us as much as you abandonded your sister when she got away from Adam Taurus.

Jaune: I... I guess.

Pyrrha: How is she, by the way?

Jaune: Cin-Cin is... Can you promise not to tell anyone?

Pyrrha: I promise. I could give an Arc's word, but...

Jaune: (Chuckles, Sighs) She's doing better, but I can tell she's traumatized by that night. Mom was telling me about how she's been avoiding kids at school. Kids with Faunus traits.

Pyrrha: Oh my...

Jaune: I know she doesn't mean it, and I can't say I blame her. Whenever I think about the White Fang or what that bastard did to her, I- (Crushes cup) ...Dammit.

Pyrrha: Here, let me clean that. (Wipes hand) And you have every right to be angry. What happened that night would be traumatizing for anyone, especially someone as young as your sister. I don't think there's a magical cure for what your sister is feeling, but what she does need is the same as what you need. (Looks at him) Love and support.

Jaune: (Blushes)

Yang: Damn... Pyrrha's making some moves.

Weiss: Is it any different than what any of the rest of you have done?

Mercury: Heh... Burn.

Emerald: Geez... I knew that guy was bad, but leaving a little girl traumatized? Never thought he'd go that far.

Blake: ...

Ruby: Are you okay, Blake?

Blake: ...I have to make things right. For everyone.

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Ozpin: No, no, this isn't right.

Ozpin: Perhaps if I applied fire and ice dust..?

Ozpin: ...

Ozpin: That did nothing. Unexpected.

Cinder: And he's been doing this all day?

Goodwitch: All week. Ever since what happened in Mallet, whenever Jaune Arc has nothing to do after classes, and he has no missions, our headmasters steals away his weapon to run secret investigations on his sheath.

Cinder: And what if Jaune needs his weapon?

Goodwitch: Ozpin has the locker moved up here for "upgrades", and in a distress, has it delayed until Ozpin sets the weapon in and shuts the door. He's also been excused from participating in combat classes until the "upgrades" are installed.

Ozpin: Glynda! Ms. Fall! I'm made a stunning breakthrough in my research! It turns out that all of the dust does absolutely nothing, ergo, Archaic, dust itself is entirely resistant to his sheath- I mean, his sheath is resistant to dust!

Cinder: ...And I should care why?

Goodwitch: I've stopped asking those questions a long time ago.

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Pyrrha: Thank you for the lovely date today, Jaune.

Jaune: Of course, Pyrrha, and, uh, thanks for keeping it on the cheap side and for paying for the snowcones.

Pyrrha: Of course, Jaune. I understand these dates can be very taxing on your wallet.

Jaune: On their own, no. But when you have three in the span of a week.

Pyrrha: (Giggles) I understand. Um, Jaune, do you think we could-

Shishi: Mr. Arc? May I have a word with you?

Jaune: Uh, sure. I'll meet you inside.

Pyrrha: ...Sure. (Opens door) I'll be waiting, Jaune-

Yang: YO! GET IN HERE AND DISH, GIRL!

Pyrrha: (Nervously chuckles) I'm coming! I'll see you soon, Jaune. (Steps inside)

Jaune: You're Shishi, right? From the first year, Team Savage?

Shishi: I'm pleased you remember me, but what I wish to discuss is not a team matter.

Jaune: Oh? Is it about classes? Because first year can be rough-

Shishi: No, no, it's about your social status.

Jaune: Ugh... Look, I know everybody thinks I'm a king, but I'm not. I'm just a regular guy!

Shishi: I know. I am well aware that you are not the king.

Jaune: ...I'm sorry, what?

Shishi: You are not the king.

Jaune: ...Huh. I, uh, wasn't expecting that, but man, does that make my day! Thanks, ma-

Shishi: I must ask that you stop pretending to be.

Jaune: Huh? But... But I'm not pretending. It's everyone else saying-

Shishi: Then make them stop. You're only serving the public by making an ass out of yourself. You're distracting everyone else from the true king.

Jaune: The true king. Look, I don't know-

Shishi: (Steps up to him) Then know this; continue to insult the royal family, and I will see you pay for it with true humiliation.

Jaune: Uh... N-Noted, um, your highness.

Shishi: Oh, I am not the king. (Turns away, Walks away) No, I am but a humble servant of the true crown.

Jaune: ...What the hell is going on?

#rwby #rwby au #jaune's tragic backstory (tm)#jaune's tragic backstory (tm) au #pyrrha nikos #jaune arc #arkos #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #emerald sustrai #mercury black #adam taurus #ozpin #cinder fall #glynda goodwitch

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Mayhaps I request a Sodo x reader fanfic where Sodo is having a bad day but the reader tries to make him feel better and all it does is make him realize how much he really really loves them like maybe they tell him if he goes to band practice or does what he has to do he’ll get a kiss or something

ANON I AM SO SO SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK ME TO ANSWER... I hope the ending made up for the wait!!

-------- Pairing: Dewdrop x GN!Reader Warnings: None Title: Little Sunshine Summary: Everything seemed to go wrong for Dewdrop today and quite frankly, he had had enough of this cursed day. For the rest of the day, he decided he'd hide away in his room and not come out until tomorrow. You weren't going to let that happen though.

“Augh! Fuck this!” Dewdrop shouted as yet another thing went wrong today. Today had not been kind to the fire Ghoul and he was at his limit. When he went outside early in the morning it had started to rain on him within five minutes of him being out there. Then when he came in he had walked right into a column and knocked over a prized possession of Papa’s, causing it to shatter into millions of pieces. That lead him to get a punishment and his back still hurt from it. After that, he went to get himself something to eat and of course, he had to trip over a rat and spill his food on the ground. “I guess you are having a fucking feast tonight, beast,” He had spat at the rat after he had spilled his food. And now he accidentally just broke his guitar pick trying to practice on his own before he had a group practice with the other Ghouls.

Throwing the broken pick across the room he moved his guitar to its stand and stormed off to his room, opening and slamming his door shut behind him and chucking his mask aside. He threw himself down onto his bed and screamed bloody murder into his pillow. “Fuck everything!” He cursed at the top of his lungs into his pillow as he banged his fist against his bed before stilling and growling lowly at the sound of a knock on his door. “Whoever is there can fuck off!” He shouted as he lifted his head when there was another knock. “Even for me?” Dewdrop turned his head and saw you enter his room. The fire Ghoul didn’t say anything for a few moments before letting his head fall onto the pillow. “You’re an exception. You know that,” He muttered as he pushed himself up into a sitting position.

You shut the door behind you and joined your boyfriend on his bed, taking his hand into yours and giving it a gentle squeeze. “What’s wrong, my flame?” You asked gently, and that’s when Dewdrop lost it. You’d never seen Dewdrop cry in your entire time being here and it broke your heart to hear him cry this hard as he explained to you how awful his day had been. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him to you, letting him sob into the crook of your neck as you rubbed his back. You didn’t say anything, you knew what you were doing would be enough for Dewdrop right now.

After a few minutes, his crying stopped and he sniffled a few times before pulling his head away and wiping his eyes with his sleeve, his glazed eyes meeting your gentle gaze. You watched as a single tear rolled down his cheek and you let go of his hand to wipe away the tear with your thumb. Dewdrop’s hand cupped your’s and he leaned into your touch as gentle purrs escaped him.

As much as you wanted to stay in this moment you knew he had one thing left for today. “Darling, you have practice in just under ten minutes and it takes you seven to get to the practice room, you have to get going,” You gently reminded Dewdrop. The fire Ghoul shook his head and brought your hand to his mouth as he placed gentle kisses on your knuckles, fingertips, and the back of your hand. “Dewdrop, you have to,” You said and Dewdrop only shook his head again. He didn’t want to spend a single minute away from you right now, all he wanted was you. Plus, the practice could run for hours at a time and he would not tolerate being away from you for hours.

You sighed and thought for a few moments before an idea popped into your head. “Dewdrop, if you go to practice and stay the whole time I’ll take you to the animal shelter that’s a few blocks away to play with the kittens. I’ll also give you a kiss,” You proposed. Dewdrop looked into your eyes with disbelief. A kiss he could understand for going to practice, but an entire trip to the animal shelter to play with kittens? You didn’t have to tell him twice to skedaddle and get his ass to practice. You watched as he stole a kiss from you before chittering excitedly and bouncing off to practice and once he was gone you burst into laughter.

After two hours had passed Dewdrop slammed the door to his room open and announced his arrival and your previous proposition. “I went to practice! Time for the shelter and my hard-earned kiss!” These were the exact words you heard when you poked your head out from the bathroom in his room you were currently cleaning. You smiled and nodded, coming out and grabbing Dewdrop’s hand as you pressed a gentle, soft, loving kiss to his lips. “I’m so proud of you, my flame,” You praised.

Needless to say, Dewdrop discovered something that day. He knew he loved you, but he never knew just how deep his love went for you. From how you treated and cared for him to how you laughed and squealed as a stampede of kittens rushed to you at the shelter, he always felt his heart swell and a comfortable warmth burn within him. You were his little sunshine, and you would always be his little sunshine as long as you existed on this planet and beyond.

#dewdrop x reader #nameless ghoul dewdrop #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost #ghost band

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