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[ayustuff]

ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ɪ ᴍᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪѕ ᴅᴀʏ ᴏɴ ɪᴄᴇ | ᴘʜ!ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ × ɢɴ!ғɪɢᴜʀᴇ ѕᴋᴀᴛᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

『　ᴀɴᴏɴ: Hi there! I love your writing so much - you’re so talented 😭 Can you write a pro hero Bakugo x figure skater reader who’s going to a competition and he surprises them there??　』

➴ | ᴀ/и: awwiee thankies! ♡ i'm sorry i can't answer your og ask bc i can't edit the draft so i had to re-create hshshs (i still don't know how this app works) anyway you get it, back to da post!

• ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1ᴋ+

• ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢѕ: a little angst, fluff all around. (and forgive me if some of this are not realistic hshshs idk the rules of figure skating!)

• ʟɪɴᴋѕ: request a fanfic | navi (where the rules are stated)

in katsuki's mind, he thinks he wouldn't make it due to his busy job, he even yelled at his secretary for not making a proper out-of-work day for him. the secretary right now is probably on the edge, you are still amused that they haven't gotten fired or quit.

and for you, you weren't expecting him to be here either, you thought he was busy and you're okay with that but katsuki didn't seem to want to miss one of your competition. he's even on time when the building opened, hell, he even checked if you're all fine, not hungry or anything, and made sure you had a good stretch before you stepped a foot on the ice.

he is acting like he's half your coach and half your mom! though the moment his rough hand meets your soft skin such as to correct your position while stretching has you melting, has his hands ever been that big?

not to mention, he is definitely holding back from squishing every part of your body.

once the program started you bid him a goodbye for now, a kiss on the cheek goodbye for luck you say. hot damn, you really want to get out of the friendzone don't you?

eventually he got dumbfounded at the kiss, absent mindedly looking for his seat among the fans and sit on his paid chair.

after katsuki regained his conciousness he start to observe the other participants before you and after you, by that, he already knew you're gonna win. he just know it, his baby... actually his best friend is gonna take the trophy home like he does.

his face was in all awe and his eyes had the same sparks in them as the first time he watched you performing to now. and you know those pretty outfits you wear when you perform? yes, you have that on, it always makes him bubbly in the inside seeing or even thinking of you with it on.

like what katsuki predicted, you won, he's the first feral dog that ran to you with a grin on his face and he's the one to congratulate you with a pat on the top of your head.

when all the interview, awarding, and other things are done, here he is hugging you from your behind as you two walk to the parking lot just behind the building in this winter night, it's like you both depend for warmth against the cold temperature.

looking up at his face with red blush, you quietly slip your hands on his hands and intertwine your fingers with his. his skin turned a little pale from the cold and he has red blushes over his knuckles, cheeks, nose, and ears, you are thinking to yourself maybe the extra blush is because of you... as a natural confirmation from your heart it says maybe you're right.

"i still love you from that day." he whispers to himself though you didn't really comprehend what he was saying because it was muffled by his thick scarf. you only shrugged and didn't say anything, you just want him to hold you this close everyday even if it is the winter that only caused this to happen... and well it isn't really mentioned by the two of you, he surprisingly took the initiative to hug you from your behind while saying a small 'shut up' when you opened your mouth to tease him about 'not being cold'.

at the way to you two's shared apartment, you immediately shaked katsuki as soon as you saw a possible skating area of what looks like a sturdy frozen lake. you instantly invited him to ice skate with you even if you just finished competing.

katsuki sighs with a slight smile, "still not tired?" he drives the car near the lake and parks it there. your gentleman then gets out of the car to open your door, you give him a cheeky grin and hopped out of the car with your rather expensive ice skates and another pair.

"what's the other pair for, hah?" he asked despite that he already had a feeling that you would force him to ice skating, you always force him in doing things anyway so he became more comfortable with it.

kneeling down facing his shoes you respond, "for you." you made him sit on the grass, take his shoes off and replaced it with the ice skates. finishing, you give his leg a pat then stepped on the ice. waiting for him to join you, you held katsuki's hands as if this was his first. even these little things makes katsuki's heart go flutter.

katsuki didn't really need a help since he's good at learning new things plus he already went on a few ice skating with you, bonus points that you're a really good teach to him.

looking deep into your eyes, katsuki drifts to the thoughts in his mind when he whispered to himself 'i still love you from that day.' earlier in the parking lot. katsuki never really knew when he fell, he just knew when he realized it. one thing he's sure, he's fallen inlove with you for such a long time already. to think about it his heart already pounded when you get closer to him before he realized that he's fallen.

even if you two spend so much time together, he hasn't confessed and it's okay. with you he didn't have to say 'i love you.' when he already has you with him everyday, he doesn't need to say it because he already has your attention, you already care for him, and you already give him affection.

and katsuki wouldn't say 'i love you.' just to hear you say 'i love you too as a friend!' even if you don't understand what he is truly the meaning of what he said because your dense, he just doesn't want his heart broken. even if you don't mean it, it hurts, it hurts so bad and this all is enough for now.

#ೃ⁀➷ fie request ―¡ #𝑨𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 ✧*⁠｡• #not beta read #in the end your laughter interrupted katsuki's deep thoughts he scoffed at seeing you fall on your butt on the ice… he says #“professional yet dumb.” #bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x gender neutral reader #bakugo x yn #katsuki x y/n #bakugou katsuki x you #katsuki x you #katsuki bakugo fluff #bakugou fluff #katsuki bakugou fluff #bakugo katsuki fluff #katsuki fluff #katsuki angst #bakugo katsuki angst #bakugou angst #bakugo angst

[e-nonsense]

Request for batfam x estranged daughter who looks like Batdad's mom Martha💔 she's more independent and has been raised by her mother's family who she is extremely close with, but when it comes to Bruce’s side of her fam she gets awkward and shy cuz she never really interacted with them and doesn't know how to approach them which leads to misunderstandings and angsty setbacks in bonding time. But for whatever reason, she gets along great with Damian and Stephanie as if they've been friends for years. Which causes everyone else to feel left out and a bit jealous when they see the trio hanging out having a good time.

𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗔 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗚𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡

pairing. Batfamily x batsis!reader, slight Dick Grayson x reader

summary. Reader looks startling alike to Bruce’s deceased mother, Martha Wayne.

warnings. swearing, platonic jealousy, mentions of death, horrible parenting (its Bruce), reader is like crazy rich, reader is also 22 and dick is 26. NOT PROOFREAD

authors notes. hope this is what you envisioned. no part 2 so don’t ask

wc. 1.4k

It was Alfred who made the mistake first. Accidently calling you Martha first. He couldn’t help it, you just look so much like her.

Of course he apologised right after and then nearly had a heart attack when you smiled reassuringly, “its fine Alfred.”

A kind heart to match the face of a woman long gone. The elderly man just nodded in response, deciding too keep his mouth shut from then on.

Then it was Bruce. He completely froze the day he met you, froze and stared like a creep. “Holy shit—“ He was immediately cut off by your mother’s glare at him swearing in front of you. “Sorry.”

That day went on with you being shy and awkward around him and Dick —his newly adopted son— who didn’t seem to have any interest in you at all.

“Bruce Wayne,” the man kneels in the get to eye level with a twelve year old you.

“Uh—“ you found yourself string at your mother nervously, only deciding to utter your name after she nods.

Bruce tries to smile —could you see the way his smile didn’t reach his eyes?— at you, “pretty name.”

That was the first time he had seen you, and the last — unless you count the little run ins you’ve had over the years— until ten years later. You were twenty-two, and looked even more like his deceased mother than before.

Bruce found himself watching as you gave Damian tips on the perfect brush stroke to get a texture that would look more like a cloud on canvas.

You nod and smile —one of those encouraging smiles his mother (Martha) used to give him when he got something right— “that’s it. Just try to get lighter towards the end, gives it that fluffy feeling.”

When you had decided to contact Bruce yourself ten years later it had caught him off guard but he agreed. He watched as Damian took to you immediately, the ten year old boy milking you for that motherly affection he never got from his own mother.

The validation when you pat his head and smile at him proudly at his minor achievements, something was child's play to him and yet you were so proud because of it.

The warmth you gave when you smiled in encouragement, or when you’d chuckle softly at his annoyance about one of his brothers. His brothers, not yours as well. You didn’t Bruce’s other wards as siblings, they hadn’t tried to reach out to you so you decided not to bother them with trying as well.

You were nice not stupid.

Stephanie walked into the art room you and Damian had filled with art pieces. You chuckled when the younger girl groaned and draped her arms around you, whining about some inconvenience she had been victim to earlier in the day.

You patted her head and chuckled when Damian scowled at the blonde girl, “get off her you mongrel.”

“Damian,” you say sternly and the young boy huffs before going back to painting clouds. You dragged both yourself and Stephanie towards the couch in the corner of the art filled room and listened as she whined about her day. How Bruce had scolded her about a mistake she made on the field, a minor mistake that even who would make from time to time.

You saw the tears of frustration brimming in the girls eyes and you sigh. “It’s alright Steph,” you hum softly as the girl presses her face into your shoulder.

If Damian hears the blondes sniffles he ignores it, leaving the comforting to you.

None of you speak of Stephanie’s breakdown after it happened. Opting to ignore it afterwards and move on.

Dinner later is chattier than usual, both Damian and Stephanie sitting on either side of you, giving the other member of the family zero chance to gain your attention.

Across from you sat Dick Grayson, who tried to gain your attention but continuously failed so decided to annoy his other brothers. You’re attention is finally somewhere else when Jason growls in annoyance at something Bruce had said.

“It’s for kids Bruce,” Jason seems to be seething. “Children who don’t have the luxury of getting a meal everyday.”

“I can’t trust that the money will actually go into that cause Jason,” Bruce simply sighs. You frown at that, for the first time you speak up.

“Sorry to intrude, but what are you arguing about?” Your voice isn’t timid or soft, it’s stern and had an authority quality that has Jason looking at you in shock before replying.

“Charity thing I’m tryna do,” he begins to explain. “Wanted some money to buy an empty warehouse and build a place that serves food on a daily basis to homeless people.”

You hum in response, “it’s a good idea.”

Jason beams at the praise, “thank you.” And you smile in response, “how much do you need?”

The question catches everyone off guard, “sorry?”

“How much, it’s a good idea and I’d like to help.” You ask and Jason nods.

“Well i wanted it in a good area in Gotham, might help relocate people and stuff.” You nod taking in his words. “$300,000. I need that much.”

Jason shrugs nervously as you think it through, “done.” You smile slightly, “call me if you need anymore though. I’d be happy to help.”

Jason stares at you like you’re some kind of saint, “where are you going to even get that kind of money?” He asks nervously, surely this was too good to be true. You barely knew him, why would you give up that much money so easily.

You chuckle in response, “my dad’s rich.” You pause before adding, “the man my Ma married I mean.”

“So is my Ma,” you shrug. “I inherited it all when they retired.” Jason blinks a few times, as if trying to determine if you’re actually real.

“So would you say you’re richer than Bruce?” Tim asks and you glance over at him before shrugging. “Maybe? I dunno.”

Bruce watches from the head of the table, “she is.”

You raise a brow at that, “stalking my bank account or something?”

Bruce chuckles and shakes his head, “no. But I know your father and he’s been years ahead of me for a long time.” You snort in response, “sounds like him alright.”

The rest of dinner passes and you go back to talking to Damian and Stephanie. Jason watches you three from his seat beside Dick. “Why does she only talk to them?”

Dick pauses to look at Jason and puts his fork back down onto the plate, before glancing over at you who seemed to be nodding along to whatever Damian was saying.

“Dunno,” he shrugged. “To be fair we haven’t tried to exactly reach out to her as much either.”

Jason hummed in response, “demon brats a bit attached to her though.. don’t you think?”

“Guess so, pretty sure he looks up to her.” Dick says to Jason before moving his fork towards his mouth. “Like a motherly figure or something.”

Jason snorts and Tim looks over at them, “funny. He’s got two of his siblings substituting as parental figures.”

Tim chokes on his food before laughing, “now that you’ve said it.”

Dick rolls his eyes and chuckles, “leave the kid alone. He got a shitty deal of parents.” Jason snickers but he doesn’t deny it.

Dinner finishes quickly after that, and they watch as you let Damian drag you away, Stephanie following closely behind. “You must meet batcow.” Damian says before leaning in closer to you, to whisper in your ear, “Don’t tell father but there are ducks in my room.”

You wink at him and nod, “our secret then.”

The rest of the night passes and Damian is asleep by the end of it. You find yourself back at the front door, slipping your coat on deciding to go home. “Leaving?”

You turn around quickly to see Dick Grayson, an amused look on his face and a small smile playing on his lips. “I am too,” he shrugs approaching you and reaching for his jacket. “I’ll walk you,” he offers and when you nod he grins outstretching his hand.

Nervously you take his hand in yours and let him pull you along towards the front door, “I know a great view.. I could take you?”

You smile and shrug, leaving the decision to him, “guess we’re going then. I’ll warn you though it high up and its Gotham so don’t expect it to be too pretty.”

You chuckle and he keens at the sound, he finds himself wanting to hear it again, and again, and again.

“I won’t get my hopes up then,” you smile up at him.

He grins and leads you out of the manor and onto the streets of Gotham, that coincidently happened to quite peaceful that night. He silently thanked Bruce for fucking up again, he wouldn’t get this chance if he hadn’t.

© hells-escapees. do no copy/steal/translate. do it and I’ll bite your toes off

#batsis x batfam #dick grayson x reader #bruce wayne x daughter!reader #Platonic batfam #I’m writing again #yay #batsis reader #batsis

[wo-onu]

╰₊✧ ﾟ⚬𓂂➢ [another yan!oc, he’s been an oc of mine for quite some time but let’s yandere-fie him]

* ・✦⇢ contents :: yandere!oc character info + various hcs

* ・✦⇢ warnings/cw :: profanities, general yandere themes, obsessive behaviour, sexual themes though nothing too explicit, manipulative behaviour.

* ・✦⇢ additional notes :: can be read as gn. also, no particular traits mentioned except dimples on darling. again, no particulars but it is written with feminine chubby + plus sized reader in mind though not explicitly specified in the post.

:: feedbacks are appreciated and welcomed! so are requests~ my ask is always open

BEEN IN LOVE WITH HER FOR AGES AND I CAN’T SEEM TO GET IT RIGHT !

yandere!oc character profile + general hcs !

ʚ ﹒ ﹕ ̟乀 kang haejoon :: 강 해준

—— character profile:

name: 강 해준 | kang haejoon

a third generation chaebol who’s now managing his own finance company. has risen to the top at the mere age of 25 because of his innate talent and even more impressive hard work. juggled getting his degree and masters all throughout all that and helping with his family’s company.

age: 27

yandere type: manipulative and obsessive yandere

distinct traits: laidback disposition, pretty eyes/long lashes, broad shoulders, tall height, disarming, easygoing smile, two moles under his right eye.

friends: 2 best friends since high school, park yoonseo, a lot of other friends/connections

likes: sweets (though, he gained this affinity in high school when he saw his darling either chewing on sugarfree gum, or sucking a lollipop), physical touch, listening to music, sleeping, your dimples.

dislikes: disrupting his sleep (unless it his darling, he won’t even close his eyes), not being able to feel you, anyone bothering you

hobbies: watching you while in the same vicinity, gaming (got into it cause he heard you mention it but now he’s hooked and he can’t stop), cooking, playing games,

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~ ☆゜general headcanons !

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ a romanticist through and through. though, it was probably influenced by his privileged upbringing. super big on “do what makes you happy”.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ he’s genuinely kind, especially to those he holds dear. would solve his friends’ problems like it’s his. if they want to handle it themselves, will give 200% moral support always. however, once you cross him or betray him. . . he pays it back tenfold.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ so charming yet he’s not exactly aware of how potent his charm is. don’t get me wrong, he knows he’s charming and he uses that as a weapon most of the time. but people actually worship the ground he walks on but he probably wouldn’t careless even if he knew.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ has love his darling ever since high school. although, he has never made a direct move. as mentioned in his profile, he used to be neutral about sweets until he’s noticed his darling always having them, now he’s also naturally craving a lollipop or any form of candy throughout the day.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ can talk his way out of any trouble, if he even has to. his pretty face mostly does all the work for him. if not, he’ll solve any situation easily. after all, no one could’ve ever made it to the top and not know how to handle getting out of a fickle, right?

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ despite his prestigious background, he insisted on only going to a semi-private school. even in university, he only ever attended a state university— although, he also attended a well-known and respected one.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ more humble than people realise. that is because he once heard his darling say there’s nothing cool about flaunting your parents wealth, as you have not acquired it with your own power. it’s what gave him the push to be as successful as he can at such a young age and establish his own company. although, he won’t deny that his privilege has played a major part in that in the first place.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ was more of a two-faced asshole before he met his darling. although, he’s not a bad person per se, a lot of his goodness was because of something his darling has said unknowingly.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ has had. . . relationships that is not his darling. to be honest, calling them relationships is too generous. they were no more than flings to him. though, his darling is the same.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ adopted a stray kitten he saw you petting in high school. he was more of a dog person but since you seem to adore cats more, he’s sure he can use it to lure your heart later.

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ loves listening to music. again, heavily influenced by his darling. he saw you always with earphones in, sometimes even headphones.

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏~ ☆゜yandere tendencies !

・✦⇢ manipulative as all hell. constantly memorising you and since he’s all about you, it’s even more of an easier role to play.

・✦⇢ because of his upbringing, he knows exactly how important ones standing in society is. because of that, he’s the type to also not directly dirty his hands. he would rather make a pest lose all their credibility, status, and watch them slowly fall in the depth of their own personal hell rather than giving them the mercy of death.

・✦⇢ he’s so charming that he’s always so far on people’s list any time shit happens. he has perfected all his scheming behind the scenes that it’s as easy as sleeping to him.

・✦⇢ so, so obsessed with his darling. as previously mentioned, he’s already all about you. despite never being in a relationship with you back when he first started liking you, he claims that he still knows you better than anyone. and in all sense, he is quite right. after all, haejoon even knows what and how you feel despite having unclear or no emotions on your face.

・✦⇢ it’s mildly unsettling how he knows exactly how you are. you could have a poker face and he’ll suddenly squeeze your hand and ask if you’re not feeling well. if you asked how he knew, he’d say something like “well... your breathing is different” or something along those lines. if you point it out, he’d immediately, but somehow convincingly change topics or play it down.

・✦⇢ has to be touching you one way or another. his mind will be relentless otherwise. cant focus on his tasks unless his hand is on you, doesn’t have to be sexual but it goes there more often than he’d like to admit. he’s also too stubborn to not be in the same room as you so you have to deal with his overbearing tendencies. (yes he’s a pda type of man, this is something he can’t really help). if he can’t touch you cause of the setting you both are in, then his eyes are constantly on you. you can rest assured that at the end of his gaze, there is always you and you alone.

・✦⇢ has everyone’s dirts and everything else they wanted to hide. he is also the type to not be satisfied with someone just losing their job. he will make them lose everything else, or else he will not be satisfied.

・✦⇢ he’s a patient man and he’s been waiting for you since high school. there’s no deterring him into being someone you want and need. if all fails, he can just keep you. of course, he will make it seem like it’s all your choice. and that it’s in no way coercion. he won’t take it that far as long as you stay free. he can wait until you’re ready, but no one else is allowed.

・✦⇢ there was once in high school where you got a partner, he was going to do something but he saw the happy vibe you had and decided he’ll stay quiet first. and he thought that if he ruined that guy’s reputation, it will badly reflect on you too. however, he actually witnessed your break-up confrontation where you overheard your partner backstabbing you and hearing him say he only dated you for a bet. case was, he has severe inferiority complex so he tried dating you to make himself feel better. well, you took him head on afterwards but haejoon still made sure that there would be no bright future waiting for that useless extra.

・✦⇢ once heard his darling say they prefer the city life and the hustle bustle of it all; so he made sure to build his office building in the most prime location. also have shares on his now friends amazing apartment complex building. he also nagged his parents to have a headquarters in the city making both of them exasperated about their son’s incredulous request. though, his dad did approve once he found out it’s because of a special someone. his dad thinks that the season of youth was truly nice.

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#yandere oc #male yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere drabble #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #soft yandere #male yandere #221221 — 20.12 ♡

[deathmetalunicorn1]

HELLLO like i said ill be requesting and i read your rules so i hope this is fine.

Can you do young!Asl x f!reader like when Sabo and Ace was 10 and luffy was 7, reader here is 11. Reader wears a completely hair,chest and neck covering hijab and an muslim thob. Can you write a scenario where young!Asl meet f!reader when luffy and Ace were competing in their daily battle and while that happned that happned luffy hat flew off his head and flew away in the wind and Sabo,Ace and luffy go to find it and when they were looking aound they meet f!reader just walking in the forest with luffy hat on her head. Ace,Sabo and luffy hide behind a bush because they dont know about readers clothing and think she might be some dangerous pirate or assassin because living with moutain bandits dont really teach you about diffrent people around the world. But ofc luffy comes out the bush and trys to attack f!reader but she was able to pin him to the ground before he can do anything GIRL POWER and ace and sabo grab there metal pipe and they begin fighting with f!reader and at the end she gets beated by them and when she relize they want luffy hat she apologizes and gives luffy hat, blah blah *talking* (you can do this part between when they fight and back to Dadan place) when they reach Dadans place ofc her and the bandits want to fie because now they are taking care of 4 children now but luckly f!reader is actully helpful so Dadan actully like her.

How reader got on Mt.Cove

Reader was on a cruise with some of her relatives then a huge storm hit and broke the ship and she ploped into the ocean not able to swim because of the harsh waves then she passes out when her head hits a rock then later she washes up in shore in the forest and she wakes up and starts walking around then meets the brothers and when she gets to Dadans place they give her some bandages to heal up and she explains why she wear her clothing like this. Ace and luffy dont care, Ace still suspicous. Sabo intense listing. (So basically women in islam wear theses clothing because The hijab is about observing modesty and according to Islamic law should begin from the age of puberty. In Islam's sacred book, the Qur'an, two verses talk about the notion of hijab and how modesty should be observed by both Muslim men and women)

Sorry if this is to much

-You’re not completely sure where you were. It had been about two days since the storm that hit the ship your family was on, sending you into the rough waters below.

-You woke up, luckily, on a nearby island, after being unable to swim, but you were by yourself, you couldn’t see anyone else from the ship, the crew you had gotten to know or your family, there was nobody.

-You adjusted your hijab after removing your hood, only for a moment, making sure everything was covered and secure before you made sure your appearance was acceptable before you started walking through the dense forest, looking for someone else who would hopefully help you.

-You found some fruit trees along your way, picking just two for the moment, eating as you walked, listening for the sounds of other people, but so far there wasn’t any luck.

-You entered a small clearing, one that looked like it had been cleared out for a campsite, but here was no evidence of anyone being there for days, which made you pout slightly, a sigh leaving your lips.

-The wind picked up a bit and you held your hands to your cheeks, to keep your hood from blowing upwards, halting for just a moment before you heard a sound of something hitting a tree and you looked up, seeing a simple straw hat with a bright red band around it.

-This was a sign of civilization! Or so you hoped, as it was man-made as you picked up the hat before putting it on your head, to shield your eyes a bit as you looked around.

-It was only moments later when you heard a voice, “Give me back my hat!!” you turned, seeing a young boy, a small scar on his cheek, leaping out of the bushes to attack you.

-Your eyes went wide, only for a moment, before you dodged his blow, ducking down and he slammed into the tree behind you.

-You turned quickly, worried he had hurt himself but before you could ask him you heard two more voices, “Get away from Luffy!!” you saw two more boys, one with blond hair, wearing what looked to be a suit, and a boy who looked similar to Luffy, with freckles across his cheeks, both of them holding weapons.

-You ducked down again, dodging their weapons before you leg sweeped Ace, sending him to the ground before you rolled out of Sabo’s wait, “Wait I’m not-” you squeaked, only barely dodging another blow from Luffy who swung at you again.

-Sabo was the one who froze before he whacked both Ace and Luffy on their heads with his fist, sending them both to the ground with lumps on their heads, “That’s a girl!”

-A few minutes later you handed Luffy his hat back, after you explained you found it while looking for other people. Luffy beamed at you, “Thanks for finding my hat Y/N! It blew off when we were fighting earlier!”

-You were confused, tilting your head to the side, “Why were you guys fighting?” Sabo explained they fought every day to get stronger, but this time Ace hit him, “Shut up! Don’t tell this spy what we’re doing!”

-You blinked, your eyes going wide before you held a hand to your chest, “You think I’m a spy?!” the three looked at you, Sabo looking sheepish, Luffy smiling, and Ace glaring before Luffy spoke, “That’s what we all decided you were- that or an assassin, since you look like a ninja!”

-You tilted your head to the other side, “What’s a ninja?” they all looked at you, a bit surprised by your words before Ace sighed out loudly, “Fine. Let’s take you to Dadan, she would know what to do with you.”

-You thanked him warmly for his help, which made his cheeks burn, hearing your words as he turned, bristling lightly, “Yeah whatever!”

-Needless to say, when you arrived at Dadan’s place, the home of the Mountain Bandits, she and the others weren’t pleased to see a fourth child there, Dadan quickly yelling at the three boys for bringing another mouth to feed.

-By the end of the day, you were Dadan’s favorite.

-You told her and the others of the storm you had been caught in, before falling overboard and waking up on this island, and how you were looking for others to help you find your family or your ship.

-Dadan agreed to help, sending out some of her men to try to gather information and you thanked her warmly, agreeing to help where you could, to pay back her kindness, which quickly earned you brownie points with her.

-During dinner, Dadan asked you about your clothes, as she had never seen anything like it before. You explained that in your religion, as stated in your holy book, the Qur’an, which stated that both men and women should observe modesty while out in public, and this is how you were taught to dress by your family.

-Many thought it was a bit odd, as they had never heard anything like that before, Luffy and Sabo weren’t bothered, mainly because Luffy was convinced you were a ninja, but Ace wasn’t so sure, still not trusting you. But then again he was like that with everyone.

-Dadan was okay with your explanation, as she voiced, “There’s a whole world out there with different cultures and religions boys. Once you’re strong enough to get out of my house you can go find them.”

-Luffy cheered at the prospect of adventure, something Sabo and Ace couldn’t help but grin at, and you couldn’t help but smile, seeing their sense of adventure. It was refreshing really, as you wanted to explore as well, going on an adventure.

-You couldn’t wait to find out what tomorrow held for you, looking at it as an adventure, in a sense, as you smiled, glad that you had found such good people to help you in your time of need.

#one piece #luffy #portgas d ace #one piece sabo #one piece x reader

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Request: Laura, Fie, and Towa with an S/O who has a habit of coming and leaving through windows, only using doors when they don't have those options.

(ToCS) Laura, Fie, and Towa's S/O entering/leaving through the window

Laura's eyes go wide when S/O first entered through her window.

As she was on the second story, it was that much more concerning.

(Laura) "S/O!?"

She thinks they're under attack and immediately goes for her weapon before S/O had to calm her down.

(Laura) "...That is your way of coming in? Why do you not simply just go through the door? If anyone saw you, I'd imagine they would think you're breaking in!"

She doesn't exactly approve of their method, but she doesn't stop them either.

Laura just gets used to it, for better or worse.

Honestly, she is not sure why she allows S/O to do so.

(Laura) "I will make sure it's closed at least."

(Fie) "...Neat."

Fie thinks it's weird, but then again, she's seen weirder.

Sometimes she'd see Sharon do the exact same back at the Class VII dorms.

Honestly, she likes it better that way. She doesn't have to bother unlocking the door.

(Fie) "Night. Close the window on your way out."

Fie doesn't even bat an eye at S/O entering anymore, and she barely did so when they first began it.

She would do the same, but she's too lazy. Too much effort.

(Towa) "AWAH?! S-S/O?! Why did you break into my room like that?!"

Towa is more startled than anything, especially seeing S/O leave via the window.

Nope! Not dealing with this!"

She pouts as she points at the door.

(Towa) "Use the door like a sensible person would! We're on the first floor for goodness sake!"

If she sees S/O waving out her window, she'll frown and close the windows.

Towa will not be dealing with that nonsense and the comments from the students if they see that, thank you very much!

#trails of cold steel x reader #trails of cold steel headcanons #trails of cold steel imagines #laura s arseid x reader #fie claussell x reader #towa herschel x reader #laura s arseid #fie claussell #towa herschel

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their noel is so cute thank u so much for the request!! i hope u have a good day/night/etc too:3 !!1!1!1

#having art block rn so thank u ricky for always coming in clutch with the asks #reminder that my asks r open :3 but i do have school and stuff so i may be slow #BUT i promise to get to them i love having them on downtime #okay enough babbling ill do my tags now #ride the cyclone #jett talks (me) #jett art (me) #jett inbox (me) #noel gruber #musical theatre #theatre #musical #musicals

[whatiswhump]

Christmas 1957, Alfred Finch

A continuation of this series

Hi I’m back :) and this one’s LONG and I’m proud of it. Yay happy holidays

***

“Merry Christmas, Alfie,”

His head had just been shaved again, lice were making their way through the wards. It made his cheeks look so hollow despite the paper crown that had been clumsily placed on his head by a nurse.

Words didn’t come right away to Fie so he nodded back to Sean. He was aware today though, Sean could tell.

Turkey and mashed potatoes were unceremoniously still strewn across his tin tray. So much for a holiday meal. Sean wished he would eat it though.

“Th- that’s why I’m wearing this?” A wry smile snuck in as Fie nodded to his flimsy holiday accessory.

Sean felt an instant warmth that made his heart swell and he laughed a bit too loudly, “Yes it's what they call it holiday cheer, although I think Eddie took the square of chocolate you got with it.”

The wry twist of Fie’s mouth remained a bit longer signifying what would be a strong response these days.

Sean had read the charts this morning, Harris’s crony, Capshaw, hadn’t given up on the hydrotherapy yet. He had been scheduled in for it nearly every day this week.

He was surprised Fie was okay enough to even be in the cafeteria considering his typical response to the treatment.

“Hey how about you eat a few more bites of the Christmas feast for me, eh?”

Fie’s eyes trailed down at the sloppily served bits of meat in tepid gravy and potato. But despite his hesitation, he didn’t disobey, he lifted his fork and got to work. It twisted something in Sean to see how easily he followed requests... when everyone else in the institution ignored this and acted like he was feral, immediately going for force before bothering to request.

“Also Sophie says hello by the way,”

His patient paused mid attempt to skewer some meat with a confused expression.

“My wife, I think I’ve mentioned her, she and I got married a few months ago, yeah?” That had been during the no contact stage.

This did seem to jog his memory, he nodded but still seemed surprised. Sean spoke about him outside of work?

As if he read his mind, Sean continued, “Yeah, I tell her about you, especially your paintings. She’s an art history professor you know… Anyway, she asked me to wish you a merry Christmas.”

Alfie paused completely, clearly half here-half somewhere else, lost in thought, “...What year is it?”

“It’s 1957 'bout to be 1958, buddy.” Sean didn’t like thinking what that entailed for his friend, nearly four years in here now. Where had the time gone?

He was four years older than Delano now.

“Merry Christmas, Alfred.” 

Both young men jumped slightly at the arrival of Dr. Harris, how long had he been close by?

Alfie just stared back at him frozen, some of that old fear was returning as well.

Harris smiled, “I am glad the nurses are spreading some cheer,” and gestured to Alfie’s ridiculous hat, “And I am glad to hear that you’ve been trying harder to tolerate the hydrotherapy Alfred. That is brave of you as we all know how much it has frightened you in the past.”

Fie looked down at his plate ashamed. He remembered that. Over and over. A room full of people- him bare and being forced into water by so many hands. Harris watching…

“Dr. Harris, I hope that you’ve had a pleasant holiday?” Sean politely responded after a few beats of silence and an awkward cough.

“Thank you, Sean, yes. In fact I will be off soon, the wife and children are expecting me for Christmas dinner. Just like to stop in today every year. The holiday can set many of our patients off, I like to be assured that everything is under control.”

Sean agreed with that, many patients preemptively were given extra sedation today. It made him a bit sad but then he remembered the alternative- them suffering unnecessarily- missing family, memories, some even waiting for a visit from Santa Claus that would never come… It was cruel to them. Such a happy happy day turned cruel.

Dr. Harris gave Sean what was probably meant to be a polite smile, “Sean, would you give Alfie and I a minute? I’ll call you back over if you’re needed.”

An alarm bell went off in his head but he could only say, “Sure, Doctor,” And then glance to Alfie, who was still looking at his plate and walk to the perimeter of the room to join a few of the other orderlies.

“Alfred, please be polite and put your fork down and look at me.”

Fie dropped his fork almost robotically and wrapped his hand in the other in his lap.

“What else did I ask?”

He dragged his eyes up to the doctor standing up above him. He was wearing a red and green tie.

“You have children?” It came out before he even realized it, surprising both of them.

Harris smiled in amusement, “Yes, I generally keep my personal life separate, part of the profession I am afraid. Two boys and a girl. The eldest is sixteen.”

Harris could see the cogs turning in his patient’s head, new information about a man he knew surprisingly nothing about. He prided himself in being strictly a doctor to his patients, nothing else, no extraneous details. It was all about the patients after all.

He loved how painfully clear some of Alfie’s thoughts could be. And this was such a nice little Christmas gift dropped into his lap, especially since his initial plan was just to discuss water therapy again.

“I can tell you are surprised, what are you thinking about right now?”

“And stop picking at your hands.” He added with a touch of sterness.

Alfie’s worrying hands stilled instantly. His eyes looked bigger when they clumsily shaved his head like this. It was a shame they didn’t do a better job, he could have been a handsome young man. Even still.

“It’s just that you’re always here- I didn’t think- I didn’t know-” That he had children of his own? That he was someone's father…

It was natural that Alfred would see him as a father figure, it happened with a lot of patients, it was difficult to avoid. 

“I know you see me as a father, Alfred. I’ve helped you and taken care of you, it’s natural.”

Then Fie looked surprised again.

“This is why you still need so much more therapy, you’re a clever boy but you’re not making the most simple connections related to your psyche.”

Fie wilted a bit and after a brief moment nodded back to Harris. Sean had told him to agree when he could, he said it would help.

“Now Dr. Capshaw will restart hydrotherapy again today- only one day off. If you cooperate in our next session when I return tomorrow maybe we can consider reducing those sessions.”

Alfie looked back to him and nodded in understanding. He really would like that. He was getting better at hydrotherapy but afterwards he still cried every time. And really anything to see less of Capshaw.

“That’s a good boy. Now behave the rest of today, the nurses have enough to deal with, and you don't want to be sedated- or worse get a lump of coal, on Christmas do you?” He said with a smile and bent over and ruffled his hat partially crumpling it where it sat on his head.

“Merry Christmas Alfred, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Harris beamed in his good cheer and turned on his heels to leave the hospital for what Alfie imagined was a roasted goose with all of the trimmings and three smiling children. 

Maybe he was a good father? Maybe he played catch in the backyard and read stories alloud by the fire?

A shiver went through him as he was lost in this thought, only to jump again when he felt a hand on his back.

“Just me, bud,” Sean’s voice rumbled kindly.

Alfie deflated a little in his seat, “He said I have to have treatment today.”

Sean’s eyebrows were creased as he came into his vision, rounding the table, “On Christmas? What do they say? No rest for the wicked?”

“Is that me or them that's the Wicked?” Alfie replied dryly but lacking the smirk a joke would require.

Sean elected to ignore the dour comment and move forward, “I was watching you though, you did a good job, I saw you nodding- agreeing- just like we talked about. I know it isn’t easy.”

“You said that before- at one point… I used to fight it?”

It was Sean’s turn to smirk, “Like a tomcat, a force of nature,” He replied with a tone of distinctive pride, “You really stuck it to them.”

“Sometimes I feel like I still want to…”

Sean paused, sensing the dangerous territory, “Fie, listen, that’s not a bad thing but-”

“But then they’d erase me again… I know. So I won’t.”

He sighed, “It’s just not fair, Fie. You should be able to fight and I should help you-”

“But it isn’t fair no matter what and if you’re gone...”

Fie was frankly amazingly lucid today. It was reminding Sean of how painful it could be when he was.... as opposed to the other special kind of torture of when he was out of it- this way he was aware of the injustice, the cruelty.

“You’re right,” Sean breathed out, feeling decidedly un-cheery.

As if reading his mind in turn Alfie responded with a wry smile that didn’t match his eyes, “Merry Christmas to us then.”

Sean then smiled bigger than he should have, “I do have one thing that might tip the balances of today…”

Alfie actually looked mildly curious.

“If you’ll do me the honor of escorting me back to your quarters, there may or may not be a surprise waiting there…”

Fie tried to suppress a small smile and nodded. He almost got up but then looked apprehensively at his tray, reflexively ready to be told to eat more.

“Clean plate club as far as I’m concerned.” Sean shooed him up gently with a smile. 

Fie wobbled a bit and wasn’t fast by any stretch of the imagination but when they made it back to his cell Sean gestured inside like a prize show girl.

Fie raised his eyebrows when with a cursory look nothing was visible. 

“You think I’d let the nurses take it home for themselves? Look a little closer-”

Alfie stepped inside as he had hundreds of times before. The only thing in the white cell was an iron bed with white sheets and a gray scratchy wool blanket. 

He looked back at Sean, now really confused.

“Check the sheets” Sean smiled.

So Alfie did, tucked right within was a small bundle…

Alfie immediately sat on his bed with the green wrapped bundle on his lap and then just stopped, staring at it.

“You can open it anytime,” Sean reminded him in a teasing voice.

Fie looked up at him, almost surprised again that he was there, already so distracted by this new object.

But he nodded minutely and looked back down to the parcel.

It was wrapped with a thin red and white twine bow that he gingerly pulled loose. Before it fell away he rubbed it with his fingers, savoring the touch.

Gingerly, so gingerly he began on the paper. There was no tape so at his little tug it easily came away. First visible was a card.

“Merry Christmas! From the Cyril’s” read in cheery red script around a green snow covered tree with little yellow lights dotting it. Fie’s finger brushed slowly over the pressed inks. After a long moment, he opened up the card and something fluttered out.

Sean jumped over to retrieve it and embarrassedly spluttered as he handed it back, “Sophie wanted to give you a card but each one has our snapshot in it for family and friends out of town- it’s corny, i know...” his cheeks were red.

Fie just silently took the thick glossy cutout back and stared at it. It was Sean, that he recognized, but bizarrely out of uniform, in a knit button-up leisure shirt. And a woman beaming at the camera in his arms below him. She was so happy- beaming wasn’t enough of a word to describe it. Her hair was done stylishly in medium curls that swept off her face and her dress, even in the black and white, was obviously colorful and jubilant.

They were beautiful.

He looked at the writing in the card, “Dear Alfred, Merry Christmas from us. Good tidings and continued wishes for your improving health. With cheers and fond wishes, Soph and Sean.”

The script was decidedly ugly which unexpectedly made Fie laugh, scrawled with sharp points and careless dots and crossed t’s, somehow even that was amusing and warm.

“Oh her writing? I know!! Apparently the nuns used to use a ruler on her hands in grade school for it- she thinks she’s talented for it!” Sean laughed warmly.

Fie closed the card and smiled at Sean, “Thank you, Sean.” He couldn’t believe they would give him this, it was almost too kind.

“Well thats just the card! Look at the rest!” Sean replied giddily.

And sure enough, to his surprise, (as he had forgotten about the lumpiness of the parcel) there was more. First was a little pie, the size of a hand and absolutely delicious looking, then… a tiny notebook, again no larger than a hand with a little pencil fit into the spine. 

Fie picked up the notebook, dumbfounded. Green leather bound with tissue thin pages turned over and over in his hands.

“Mostly for drawing…. If you ever felt like it when i can’t take you to the art room but also I don’t know...” Sean rubbed the back of his neck, “For remembering things you don’t wanna forget- important things-”

Fie shifted the contents of his lap beside him to jump up and hug Sean but clumsily more fell into him than anything.

“Thank you-” He mumbled into the warm winter uniform sweater, “Thank you.”

Sean held him securely, “Merry Christmas bud, you probably deserve a helluva lot more than this.”

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#whump #psych whump #alfie #alfred finch #sean #dr. harris #sophie #christmas #tw mentioned nudity #psychiatric whump #hydrotherapy #presents! #for the boy!! #4 years wow sad #sorry its been a long time #treatment has been kicking my ass #looking good overall though so dw

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Fun Fact: The average person would walk past a murderer ~36 times in their lifetime.

🔥 vil-the-fallen Follow

I like how this is called a "fun" fact.

☕ the-muffin-man Follow

It's fun because they didn't decide to murder you. ♡

👑 ruler-of-everything Follow

I doth extend mine hand akin to a mob boss, granting thee leave to kiss yon ring. Yet, as thou draw'st nigh, thou shalt discern 'tis none other than a glowing spider ring, won in the arcade's games of chance.

🔥 vil-the-fallen Follow

* pretends to kiss it but i eat the spider very discreetly but you notice anyway because my mouth is glowing from the inside *

👑 ruler-of-everything Follow

Thou disrespect me.. Thou hath devoured mine eerie spider ring, purchased at the cost of fifty tickets from the Funtime Arcade and Pizzeria.. Squire, smite him with the sticky hand

🩹 surviving-thriving Follow

What are the healthiest teas?

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Honesty, Integrity, and Loyalty. - S

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Can you all ever just give a normal answer

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You : * eats 100 ears of corn in 2 hours * I am the corn king! I cannot be outcorned!

Me : * eats 101 ears of corn in 10 minutes * Just another day in th'corn fields

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What?

🐎 yee-haw Follow

I dunno. I woke up at 6am, wrote this, then went back t'sleep.

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Romeo, Romeo

Where the fuck is you, Romeo

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FIE upon thee! The original line in Romeo and Juliet doth read, 'Wherefore art thou,' and mayhap, were thou to cease thy presumptuousness, thou wouldst know that 'wherefore' doth NOT, IN ANY FUCKING MANNER, SIGNIFY 'WHERE.' 'WHEREFORE' DOTH SIGNIFY 'WHY.'

SHE DOTH INQUIRE WHY HIS NAME IS ROMEO. CURSE ALL OF YOU! CURSE ALL OF YOU VIGOROUSLY! I DO HOLD SHAKESPEARE IN THE UTMOST OF SERIOUS REGARD!

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Romeo, Romeo

Why the fuck is you, Romeo

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Gonna go stand in a creek, do you guys need anything?

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#Yeah I need you to find a leaf #and gently set it in the water #and watch it solemnly as it floats away

🍎 sunshine-princie Follow

Finally. A reasonable request.

👑 ruler-of-everything Follow

Hell? Empty. All the devils? Here.

👑 ruler-of-everything Follow

Oh by the damn'd, this jest was not of the ribald "dick? out" variety; 'twas but a quote from Shakespeare. Abstain from vulgarity.

💣 ur-fav-villain Follow

Hell : Empty

Devils : Here

Dick : Out

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It's what Shakespeare would've wanted

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Can we stop shipping real people. Can we not do that anymore ever.

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Upon my last inquiry, such an act was termed "human trafficking", a deed most foul in the eyes of the law.

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I may have just received word that this text post doth not concern that matter in the slightest.

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@ ruler-of-everything why do you talk like that?

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Dost thou wish for me to converse in the vulgar tongue of modern, simplified speech?

👻 died-2019 Follow

Can you even do that?

👑 ruler-of-everything Follow

I can, yes.

You think I read how you all talk and I don't know how to replicate it? What kind of fool do you take me for?

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#Ghost why did you modernize him. Why did you do that. #What did you gain from this cursed media. #Shame on you.

#this is fun :3 #AUs in order of appearance -> #[ SP ] #[ HT ] #[ FNAEC ] #[ ARCK ] #[ CUATHI ] #[ TSCODSAMCG ] #[ SC ] #[ TETOCB ] #[ SS ] #( theres ssborg and ssporg ) #[ TVSOVS ] #[ TIT ] #[ TCAOEM ] #captain underpants #melvinborg #melvin sneedly #tetocu #the epic tales of captain underpants #[ dr's aus ] #source: tumblr

[yourdarlingness]

　◞◟　diluc　names · pronouns · titles　!

　　·　requested by anon

　more npts from others　—　1　2　3　4　5

　◞◟　NAMES　✦

　:　Aegius . Aegilius . Acadilius . Brute . Emberine . Embryne . Inferius . Infernae . Megara . Mescosia . Mystarin . Noctis . Noctisse . Noctissa . Noctua . Nocturae . Pyrolith(e) . Seare . Searesse . Scorche . Scorchessa . Strifora . Striforea 　:　Augustus . Ash . Ashe . Ashley . Ashton . Bruce . Cassius . Cedric . Cinder . Cindy . Edric . Dante . Dawn . Declan . Delilah . Delphine . Dimitri . Dominik . Domino . Donovan . Lucius . Lucian . Lucille . Mira . Ollie . Octavia . Phoenix . Valerian

　◞◟　PRONOUNS　✦

　:　fi / fire . fae / flame . owl / owls . em / ember . sea / sear . fe / fer / fervor . ci / cin / cinder . ce / cer . se / ser . ae / ash . bu / bur / burn . hx / hxm . shx / hxr . thxy / thxm . h🔥 / h🔥m . sh🔥 / h🔥r . th🔥y / th🔥m . h🍷 / h🍷m . sh🍷 / h🍷r . th🍷y / th🍷m . fie / fier .🦉 . 🪶 . 🔥 . 🍷 . 🍾 . 🥀

　◞◟　TITLES　✦

　:　the highly esteemed individual . the nobleman / noblewoman / noble lady of mondstadt . the [x] of dawn . the owner of Dawn Winery . the ever-dapper [name] . the harbinger of dawn . the nemesis of the dark . the darknight hero . the dark side of dawn . the hidden guardian of mondstadt . the uncrowned king of mondstadt . the once chivalrous knight . the nocturnal hero . the bartender who dislikes liquor . prn flowing flames . prn who vanquishes threats . prn stained sword . prn burning passion . prn soulful desires to protect . prn who rises like phoenix

[x] can be replaced with any nouns or terms you prefer

Strigiformes - scientific name for owl

Owls - Aegolius acadicus, Megascops asio

Fervor - intense and passionate feeling.

#（ ♥️ ) —— Ⅶ. #genshin impact diluc #diluc #genshin diluc #diluc genshin impact #diluc gi #diluc ragnvindr #genshin impact #genshin #gi #diluc names #diluc pronouns #diluc titles #pronoun ideas #pronoun list #pronoun sets #pronouns #neopronouns #neopronoun suggestions #neopronoun help #neopronoun ideas #title help #titles #title suggestions #title list #npt #npt suggestions #npt list #mogai friendly #pro mogai

[tagedeszorns]

Sifer Zeed Bussy?

So @leo-fie has guessed correctly!

Seifer Zeed, Kill Team Talon's Raven Guard guy. The one Shrike sent off to Deathwatch because he got on his nerves.

I like doing art requests. It gets me out of my comfort zone (okay, I like him and had planned on drawing him again anyway, but still), but I would love to have some context. Some interaction. Why do you want to see him? What do you love about him? Maybe even favourite quotes (he has such nice dialogue with Voss!).

That's what I want to get out of this trade - interaction with other fans.

Well, let's see if I'm having an idea for him.

#Warhammer #Deathwatch #Raven Guard

[raichana-artblog]

Page of Sketches!

The other day I was having a hard time drawing and so I opened up the floor to requests

In order of request / platform

Tumblr @cageofpeace - Uriko @cherriski - Fie (Seconded by Frost_works on twitter) @croptoptux - Lapis @sailoraquila - Nami @adols - Kou @perhapsibility - Wazy

Misskey Pastel - muku sakisaka Shinaka - Tita

Twitter Wilmerv082 - eevee Prilajathefiary - Parin MPboosteralex - Catherine (dragalia lost) Seiransong - Bart Jabby - Kevin Danekdafoodie - Sara CloudedPoetry - Duck Greyways - Sinoa and Pipple Me (cause i needed to fill out the page) Myne, Light dragon, Bell, Kyuubei, momo, aiba, mishi, kirara, madara and notte

It was very fun to try and fill the whole 9x12 page but yeah... not planning on repeating this again any time soon...

Thank you everyone for your suggestions! Legitimately couldn't have done it without you!

#page of skecthes #so many fandoms #sketch requests #thank you for all the suggestions!

[blazingstar29]

Here's a pb (namely Tommy/Alfie) prompt idea: I'd love to read something about Tommy being fully, disastrously, black out drunk and Alfie being there to see it. Could be fluffy (Tommy being clingy and very eager to let Alfie know just how much he appreciates him and all around very happy to have him there) or angsty (you know, how things usually are when Tommy is drunk). Whatever sparks your inspiration!

Hey hi hello thank you for the request I really enjoyed writing something a bit soft! I hope it's what you were hoping for :))

Pairing: Tommy/Alfie

Warnings: Drinking, implied mental health problems

“Tommy, Tommy, Tommy,” he sighs, pushing the door to the town house open. He’s got an arm tucked around Tommy’s waist, holding him firmly upright. A task Tommy is far from up to at present. “What will we do with you?”

“Alf-Alfalfa,” Tommy mutters and begins to pull away from his husband as they step through the open kitchen. 

Aflie laughs despite the late hour and tightens his grip. “Alfie. Say it with me Tom, Al-fie.” 

“No,” Tommy whines. He’s actually whining and Alfie’s willing to risk the slow start in the morning for this display from Tommy. Tommy leans against the grip towards the grocery list. “Alfalfa. Need Alfalfa for the horses” 

“Alright, alright,” he concedes and lets Tommy gravitate towards the magnetic shopping list on the fridge. As he clumsily writes, he bites his lower lip, concreting hard. The pen falls from his grasp, held only by the string attached to the notepad. Over tousled black hair Alfie sees that the word has been left unfinished, simply reading ‘alfal’. He’s tempted to fix it for a split second before deciding Tommy’s mortification in the morning is incentive enough to leave it alone. 

Very rarely does Tommy get like this. In fact Alfie doesn’t remember the last time Tommy was this drunk. Under the influence another side of him emerges completely. Loose lipped, floppy. Tommy leans his weight into Alfie’s grasp, a soft smile tugging his lips. Freckles dust his nose, lashes fluttering. 

He wonders how he got so lucky with Tommy, lucky enough that they were to last this long, to get married. Only a fool would deny that their lucky Tommy is still alive. The years certainly mellowed his agitation and restlessness, a raging mind of anger and sadness. It still simmers, waiting for just enough stress to burst the threshold and it all comes pouring out. 

Never has Alfie been afraid of Tommy, for him yes, but never of him. But those moments of unbridled rage and erraticness scare him. Moments where Tommy flies off the handle and lands on another continent. Alfie won’t lie about it, he has taken away Tommy’s keys, locked the liquor cabinet. Precautions that when Tommy calms and soothes again, he’s thankful four. It’s been so long, he doesn’t dare slide that slope again. 

So yes, Alfie considered himself lucky. Lucky for Tommy to come home on his arm and trust him enough to drink himself stupid. They finally arrive in the bedroom where Alfie not so graciously plops Tommy on the bed. The smaller man grabs the duvet and folds it over himself. 

“No you’re fucking not,” Alfie orders and throws the blanket away. “Jeans off. Don’t need you bitching about rubbed skin.” 

Mindlessly Tommy starts tugging on his belt whilst Alfie helps him out by tugging the shoes he forgot about off. 

“You just want to see what I’m packing,” he teases. 

“Oh sweetheart I know what you’re packing and when you’re sober I’ll tie you up and unpack it again.” 

Even drunk he has the decency to look chastised. Finally laying down together (with Tommy occasionally trying to steal the duvet) Alfie works on getting some shut eye. This plan is interrupted by Tommy fidgeting closer until his head lays uncharacteristically on Alfie’s collar bone. 

“Th’nks,” he murmurs. 

“No stress.” 

“No,” Tommy insists firmly, even going to prop himself up on his elbows. It doesn’t work of course, so he goes looking up desperately at Alfie. Tears are starting to swell in his eyes. “For everything. Thank you.” 

“C’mere you twat,” Alfie murmurs and pulls him close against his chest. 

“I love you, I promise.” 

He shushes Tommy softly as he cards his fingers through his hair. “I know, I know you do. I love you, too.” 

“I love you.” 

“I know.” 

“No, I love you.” 

Alfie smiles with his tired eyes still shut. This could go on for a while. 

“I know you’re awake.” 

“Didn’t say I wasn’t,” he hums. 

With a sigh, Tommy flops back down. “Love you,” he utters one last time.

Alfie doesn’t mind really, he never takes these moments for granted. He’d hear Tommy talk until the ends of the earth and a privilege it would be.

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Tommy emerges late the next morning, boxer shorts peeking under the hem of one of Alfie’s t-shirts. He’s holding his phone despite squinting at the brightness. 

Afal: Morning, ducked out to give Cyril a run. Be back by nine. 

Five to nine and true to Alfie’s word he’s puttering around the kitchen. 

“Did you change your contact on my phone?” 

Alfie looks up from the sink and points at the fridge. “No, it’s my new name. I didn’t realise we were out of Afal for the horses either.” 

Sighing, Tommy peers closer, his vision blurry with the hangover headache. The list triggers loose memories of last night.

“Alfalfa. Need Alfalfa for the horses” 

He groans. “Oh fuck off.” 

#soft tommy shelby #tommy shelby x alfie solomons #tommy shelby #alfie solomons #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fanfic #sholomons

[witchofcustom]

Yandere!Machias Regnitz Headcanons

Heyyyy it's been quite a while since I've posted anything. I don't really have any particular reason besides the fact that I've been rather busy as of late.

I realize this is probably not what my current followers want from me, but it's time I go back to my roots and write yandere stuff.

I may or may not be willing to take requests for Kiseki x Reader stuff, since I'm currently hyperfixated on the series and there is a SEVERE lack of any sort of x reader fanfiction or headcanons.

If you enjoy my work please consider buying me a Ko-Fi.

CW: Yandere, incel behavior, panty theft, degradation, non-con, forced marriage

A/N: (Y/N) is a member of Class VII and from a noble family, also these are less headcanons and more a story written in the form of headcanons because prose are my weakness.

-Machias can’t help but feel enraged! He’s been falling behind in his classes and struggling to focus on his studies. He’s never felt this way before. All he can think about is you. 

-He has to pull himself together! After all, he can’t lose to Emma and Jusis just because of some noble girl he shares a class with.

-This only makes him feel more angry. He can’t get you off of his mind no matter how hard he tries. 

-He wants to put a stop to this, so on one of Thors’ free days when Rean brings you along with him to explore the old schoolhouse, Machias stays behind, saying that he simply isn’t feeling the best. He won’t deny that there’s a part of him that feels quite mad at Rean for being with you, but he can put that aside for now.

-Making sure that nobody is in the Class VII dorm, Machias enters your room. “Stupid (Y/N).” he thought to himself. Nobles like you have no idea what kind of danger is out there. 

-He is quickly drawn to a pair of panties you left on the ground. Muttering to himself about how naive you are, he picks the panties up, a tent growing in his pants. He takes the panties back to his room. 

-Machias then begins to pleasure himself using your panties, enjoying the softness against his length. He can feel where you’ve mastrubated before while wearing them. He dirty talks to himself while doing so. “You’re such a dirty whore. It’s like you’re asking for this.” 

-He very quickly reaches climax. It’s a bit embarrassing, but he couldn’t help himself. Machias can only imagine just how good it’ll feel once he is finally able to fuck you. 

-He keeps your panties for himself, using them almost every night to jerk off. 

-Eventually Machias will confess his feelings to you. If you accept, great! He might be a bit clingy and occasionally make comments about your body, but otherwise he’s just a bit shy. 

-If you reject then…

-Machias won’t take no for an answer. He’ll threaten you to start sucking him off, putting his shotgun to your head. As you obey, he begins to feel overwhelming amounts of pleasure. He never knew just how good having this sort of power over someone could feel. Could this be how nobles feel?

-The mere thought of such a thing makes Machias push you down onto the bed, rip your panties off, and start thrusting in your tight little pussy. This is where noble girls like you belong, taking the cock of a commoner like him, the type of person who does all the work, while you just sit around all day. 

-As he cums inside of you, Machias continues to say degrading things to you. However, he assures you that this will not be the last time he does so. 

“So, do you promise to be my girlfriend?”

-You nod, too afraid of what he might do to you. 

-While you and Machias try to keep it a secret, on the final night of the school festival, he asks to dance with you. You are forced to accept. After the dance finishes, he asks you to marry him. Of course, you are forced to accept as well. 

-News soon spreads around Thors of your engagement. Your classmates are especially aware of this. Millium and Fie tease you while Alisa and Elliot congratulate you. Even Jusis is happy for Machias, thinking that he’s finally gotten over his hatred of nobles. The entire time, you’re forced to act as if you are happy. 

-Of course there will likely be some backlash from the nobles, including your own family, but Machias will do all he can to make sure that they are silent, using his father’s position to his advantage. 

-Once the two of you graduate and begin to live on your own, Machias will demand that you are a stay at home housewife. He wants nothing more than to be able to come home from a stressful day of work to be able to eat your cooking and stuff his cock in your pussy. Of course he wants you to one day have his child, but he’s not in any particular rush. 

-While not the worst yandere, as he still does genuinely love you, Machias can be rather rough. It’s best to behave and not piss him off. S just be a good little wife for him and things will be alright. <3

#machias regnitz #kiseki #sen no kiseki #trails of cold steel #cold steel #trails #my writing #yandere #yandere kiseki #yandere trails #yandere machias #yandere x reader #machias x reader #kiseki x reader #trails x reader #sen no kiseki x reader #trails of cold steel x reader

[riskyraiker]

Thank you whoever did this request!

Royal male!reader part II

Saving optimus and his aft!

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The day started calmly with the other bots, but Y/N had a feeling that something would happen.

It didn't feel that awful as sometimes. Nothing has happened yet so we should be fine. Right? Well Optimus just left to a recon mission. The feeling got stronger and 20 minutes later Y/N heard Ratchet yelling through the commlink. "Ratchet? What is going on?" Ratchet didn't spare a glance at you. "Optimus ran into Megatron. Gladly in a abandoned fie- Optimus! By the all spark what is going on?" He didn't answer... Something happened. "Ratchet open the groundbridge!" Few seconds later you're running through already.

The scene was spark stopping. Optimus lying on the ground almost unconscious, Megatron with his pede on Optimus to hold him down. "This shall be the day you fall, Optimus!" He will not die as long as I live. Running towards them both you push megatron away, hit him in the faceplate and give him a nice kick optimus taught you. "Megatron, I had enough with you and this destruction you've caused!" You punched one last time hard as you can and it sent Megatron flying limbly and falling hard onto the ground. "Y/n, you're not supposed to be here.." Turning around you saw optimus still on the ground, trying to get up. "I won't leave anyone to die. You should know that, Optimus. It's my responsibility." I helped optimus back up and was about to comm Ratchet for a groundbridge, until Megatron stood up. He growled angrily, apparently he doesn't like you that much. "So, the prince of Cybertron sided with the autobots. And dares to fight me!? The gladiator who rose from the pits of Kaon!" He took out his sword and started to run at both of us. "Ratchet, groundbridge is needed. Now! Optimus you're hurt, fall back! I'll distract Megatron" Blocking Megatrons attack you make sure Optimus gets back to base safely. No words were spoke until Megatron broke it. "Pathetic, protecting the loser team never helps you, or anyone. Even as a prince you're not able to do anything to stop me." Does he ever shut up?! You do a roundhouse kick and take a step back. "I'm helping bots who want peace in out world. You're the opposite. And yes, I might not be able to stop you as a prince. I'm still able to beat you as a king of Cybertron!" One last punch was thrown and Megatron apparently had enough. He transformed and flew away.

Optimus still stood there, a groundbridge forming behind him. "Let's go get you patched up, optimus. You're hurt" Taking his arm you put it over your shoulder and hold his side with you're other hand. Both of you walking through the groundbridge, only to find everyone waiting patiently. "By the all spark!" Ratchet ran to Optimus and checking his wounds. Both of us walk to the medbay and you set Optimus down. "Whoa, what happened!?" Miko yelled from the couch. "A battle with Megatron, but I would not be here without Y/N's assistance." Everyone looked at you now. "Primus.. I just did what I had to do. A royalty doesn't betray their bots?"

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AN: Oh my gosh! I wrote this during school so I apologize if there's any mistakes! Hope you like it!!! Have a good day and take care!

#optimus prime x reader #tfp x reader #tfp optimus x reader #tfp optimus prime

[tophatwearingidiot]

An anon already asked for some fie angst? Damn I gotta keep up with requests

Uh huh :3 I love making angst lmao

#mod speaks #ask box #ask blog

[meyna-cherri]

Can you draw a BFDI humanization ship

Fie (Fanny x Pie)

I like shipping these two polar opposites one is a angsty hothead who hates everything and the other one is a chill woman who don’t give no fuck

I’m not into the Object Show Community like I used to anymore but you are more welcome to give me your request of relating to OSC stuff

#meyna cherri #ibis paint x #ibispaintx #battle for dream island #bfdi fanny #bfdi pie #art requests #I’m part of the Kirby fandom now