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xoxoemynn · 3 months
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For OFMD Tumblr friends who want a S3 and are scared of Twitter
First, no judgment from me. I very much get it. I resisted Twitter for a long time, and even though I'm now a bit more comfortable on it, it's still not my Fandom Home. There are a TON of valid reasons not to be on Twitter, but if you REALLY want to keep OFMD visible right now and help its chances of returning for a third season, Twitter is the best place to do it. Like it or not, Twitter is still the best social media platform for raising awareness and for instant news updates.
Tumblr posts don't make headlines. Topics that have been trending on Twitter do. And if we want this show to come back, we need to make OFMD impossible to ignore.
By now you've probably seen just how close we came to a S3, and if you're like me, you are RAGING and donning your battle jacket. But I get it can be intimidating to get on Twitter for the first time, so I thought I'd address some common anxieties I see. I'll put below a cut because this got a bit long, but I promise it's a quick read.
I don't know what to say! Where do I even start? That's okay! You don't have to create your own tweets (although it's great if you do). Amplifying other people's posts is also important. Go ahead and like/retweet/reply to other people's posts. This may also help you get an idea of what you may like to say in your own tweets.
Hashtags...yes? Yes! Although don't use too many or you may get flagged as a bot. The biggest one that seems to be emerging is #SaveOFMD. Other popular ones are #RenewAsACrew, #RenewOurFlagMeansDeath, and of course, #OFMD and #OurFlagMeansDeath.
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Should I just be tagging all the streaming services? Per @renewasacrew, no. It's counterproductive. You'll want to tag one streamer at a time and be specific. Below is an example of a tweet I made the other day -- use specific reasons why that that particular streamer may benefit from picking up OFMD.
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I'm scared. People are mean. Yeah, people are mean. But I will say the vibes over at OFMD Twitter are currently the best I've ever seen them. People seem to have united for the greater good and are being overwhelmingly positive and just trying to do whatever we can to save the show. (That said, again, I already had a pretty curated feed, and was very liberal with blocking users/terms I didn't want to see, but I've been able to spend so much more time in the For You tab than I ever have without being jump scared by something.)
But I don't know anyone there! Wouldn't I just be shouting into the void? Not if you use the hashtags! Fans are being really good about following those and engaging with the tweets. Plus, [Stede voice], I'm your friend. I'm xoxoemynn over there as well, I'll follow you back and engage with any of your posts that I see. Plus, what's been REALLY lovely to see is that SO many lurkers have come out of lurkerdom to support the efforts, and they are being welcomed with open arms, so you will not be alone. Again, I am telling you, vibes? Best I've ever seen them.
I can't get sucked into another social media platform, I don't have the time. The beauty here is you don't need to spend a lot of time. I've been on Twitter more in the past week than I have in the entire year I've had an account, and I'm still only on for maybe an hour total the entire day? I open the app, I check a couple accounts, I engage with a handful of posts, and I close the app. It takes all of five minutes. It's an extremely small lift that can have a very big impact.
My bet is on Zaslav expecting us to be upset, and that there may be a day or two of outrage, but then we'd move on. I'm sure right now he's trying to convince everyone that this is a fluke, and that it'll blow over soon. Don't let him win. Keep OFMD in the news. Be loud (but polite) and make Max and other streamers take note of what a passionate, loyal fan base this show has. Make their stocks continue to drop. Make it clear this is NOT just a fluke, it is NOT business as usual. It's a BIG fuck up with lasting consequences.
Twitter, for all its sins, is the best place to do this.
Now let's get our damned show back.
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maximumkillshot · 5 months
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"I Can't Lose You" Part 4
Warnings: Not as bad as the last 2 but here we go! , Aftermath of a miscarriage, some fluff, descriptions of grief due to losing a baby, Crying Lixie, Hannie, and Binnie. Shock, Grief, slight panic, fear of abandonment.
Pairing: Bangchan x Reader
Characters: OC Doctor Number 2, Stray Kids, Reader
A/N: Okay so this one is different from the other three, we are in a sort of lull in the angst with this one. It's time to be in Bin's head for a bit. Let's just say... this is a "building" chapter. It's time for some fluff as well... IF YOU WANT MORE TELL ME!
Also remember, this is a fan fic. All of the boys are so sweet IRL.
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PREVIOUSLY:
“And you? How’re you doing?” Bin asked. He knows Han has anxiety, seeing all of this and being as strong as he’s been is not easy. 
“I’m… Out of all people, Bin.” Han shook his head. Han has known Chan the longest and he would’ve never expected him to do this. 
“I know”
“Please tell me you didn’t hit him.” Han said.
“Nah… She needs me more than I need to beat him to a pulp… I don’t think he’ll be bothering her anymore though.” That’s at least what Bin hopes. Everything is so raw. A little less than 6 hours before this you were at a restaurant to celebrate your 3rd anniversary. Now everything was all wrong, a nightmare incarnate and no one can wake up from reality. 
“Hyung… She can’t go back to that house.” Han said as he took a deep breath.
“I know. All I know is that we'll do what she’s comfortable with.”
“Agreed…Bin?” Han asked.
“Yeah?”
“It should’ve been you with her from the beginning.” Han looked to Bin, a look of understanding and empathy for Bin. Han could always see the way Bin looked at you when no one else was looking. Everything you said would be committed to his memory, even the smallest things like which brand of sesame oil you like best for your bulgogi marinade. 
“I know. That doesn’t mean that I can’t be here for her from now on.”
Han just smiled and both of them went back into the room. 
NOW:
 Bin POV:
That night was terrible. Every 20 or so minutes, Y/N would twist and turn in pain as the contractions continued to decimate her. After about 5 agonizing hours, they started to subside, now a much duller version of what they once were, at least that’s what she tells me.  Felix and Hannie were so strong through it all and helped in any way they could. Feeding her ice chips, holding her hand, even something as simple as massaging her legs helped a great deal. There were no questions, no arguments, and most of all no mention of Chris.
There were some points where she needed all of us. Hannie and I held one hand each, and Felix rubbed her back. When she finally went to bed, well more like collapsed from exhaustion, the sun was out and the clock read 7:00 a.m.
As soon as we were sure she was out cold, that was when we had permission to collapse. First was Felix. I noticed his eyes getting red as he looked at Hannie, and then back to me. "This isn't fair," he petted her leg and tucked her in, trying to comfort her, even though she was completely dead to the world. "She didn't deserve this… they didn't deserve this…" At this point, tears are falling on the blanket freely. All I could do was walk over to him and hug him. I moved us back a little and closed the privacy curtain so that if she did wake up, she couldn't see Lix like this. Felix did his best to cry silently.
He was trying so hard to mute himself as he whispered into my shoulder, "I didn't get to hold the baby, Hyung… we didn't get to spoil the baby, change the baby… look into their eyes, hear them giggle." 
I know that feeling. I also wondered what the baby was going to look like. I would’ve bet the baby would’ve had her eyes. What if her quirks were another thing the baby would’ve inherited? Would they giggle at situational humor? Or maybe they would've had her sarcasm? That smile that’d light up a room? That used to light up a room. 
 I heard Han losing it behind me as well at what Felix was saying.
"S'not fair Hyung… deserved better…both of them did," Felix was doing everything to stay silent, even covering his mouth, trying to smother the sobs before they left his mouth. 
"I know… I know" was all I could say. She deserved so much more. She deserved so much more than to be cheated on. She deserved more than to lose her child. She deserves to be pampered, kept safe, loved. The fact that life is this cruel, regardless of the person, that also hit me hard. All she ever wants to do is help. That’s it. So why is she getting punished like this? Why does she have to pay for the sins of her husband? What sense does that make? It doesn’t.
Han’s footsteps caught my attention. As he walked to us I could see in his eyes he was losing it too. His eyes brimming with tears. I could tell, he felt like I did.  Helpless. Scared. Broken. He looked at Y/N as he walked towards us. Hannie seems like the type that would cry easily. He’s not. He really only cries when he’s angry, hurt, or frustrated. Otherwise he doesn’t cry in front of people. That’s why he doesn’t watch animated movies with me for the most part. He doesn’t want to cry in front of people. So seeing him like this…
I just opened my arms to him and he walked into them, huddling with Lix, his voice breaking, "There was so much blood, I can't…. She almost died because he was stupid and childish… a fucking coward… we almost lost her… our girl… Bin…" Hannie gripped into my hoodie, trying to ground himself. We always call Y/N our girl. Chris was always working, always distracted, always this or that. It’d take a toll on her. I would tell Chris to stop, to go home, spend time with her. I told him the tracks can wait, that she deserved to have him present for at least an hour or two. He’d always say that he could do ‘better things’ with his time. You’d think that he’d see his own wife as a person that he loves instead of a waste of time, that should’ve been the first red flag right there. 
Eventually, Han and I just started leaving his ass at the studio, picking up some food and making a “friend date night” with Y/N. We’d pile up in Han’s room, we’d watch anime, horror movies, or sometimes, just be around her. The first time we did that was a year into the marriage, when we did, she started to tear up. When we asked why she said that she hadn’t seen Chris. Always asleep before he got home and always awake long after he left. Even thinking about it now gives me chills, how could he leave a gem like Y/N at home? Knowing she’s waiting for him. Seeing her face that night squeezed my heart. I could tell that day that Han felt the same way. 
After that we always made sure to be home early every Friday and Saturday, and to clear the schedules for the most part on Sundays; Friday was movie night, Saturday was game or anime night, and Sunday was cooking date night, where we picked a recipe and made it together. Eventually Felix and Minho got in on it too, because what’s dinner without dessert and Minho said he wanted to make sure we were doing it correctly. Han and I knew the truth. We love spending time with her. It is that simple.
I felt Han and Lix’s tears soaking through my hoodie. I have never felt this helpless in my life. Y/N almost died in my arms, her baby is gone, Lix is mourning and sobbing on me, now Han is finally releasing some of what he’s feeling. All of these things I can’t control. I can’t help with any of it. The only thing that I can really do is be there for them. Even though, in my eyes, that isn’t a lot. 
"I know we almost lost her… but she's here, you see? She's right here." I had them peek through the curtain to see her sleeping form and they both looked at her. "You know what else? A doctor told me that a pregnant woman carries some fetal cells & DNA even after they give birth." I said as both went back to gripping me again behind the curtain. 
I continued, "That means that even though the baby didn't make it, that DNA still lives on in her." Just reiterating that fact, I even started crying. When the attending doctor told me that, Lix and Han were sleeping, while Y/N was in the bathroom, with one of the nurses. The doctor came in to check on her and they found me, on the verge of tears, trying to will them away. It was around 4am. The doctor is married to the same doctor that saved her life in the ER. 
She was very kind with soft eyes. The doctor knocked on the bathroom door to notify the nurse to take as long as they needed. Then she turned her attention to me. They asked me to follow her and we went into a consolation room.
“The chart says you’re family… But family doesn’t cry like that.” The doctor said as we sat across from each other. “I’m here to listen. Y/N wasn’t the only one who went through a trauma today.”
I couldn’t hold it anymore as I started to sob. Something about the doctor's presence permitted that, “I should’ve protected her from him. Right after they got married he disappeared. He’s my best friend, well was my best friend …” After that I couldn’t stop. I told her how I felt about him, how I felt responsible for it all, how helpless I felt, how it all would’ve been different. I even told her what I almost did to him, how my brain can’t wrap around how she must be feeling, knowing it’d hurt too much. I didn’t leave out one detail as I sobbed. 
She held my hand across the table, “You could’ve never predicted this. This is something that is unimaginable. You trusted him with her, and she’s your heart. That in and of itself takes courage, it shows that you truly love her. To put her happiness over everything else. There is a fact that I think is a small consolation, maybe it’ll bring you comfort…”That was when she told me the fact that I just told the boys.
"Binnie?" She asked and immediately I responded as my head snapped to the privacy curtain. I tried to keep my voice as steady as I could make it so that she didn’t get worried needlessly. 
"Yes?" I asked as I let Han and Felix go.
"Can I have cuddles, please?" She asked.  I immediately took off my hoodie, leaving me in my black sleeveless shirt, and went through the curtain. I saw her face relax when she saw me. It must’ve been scary after everything to wake up alone like that. I also saw her trying to shift in the bed to make room. I went to the other side to help her.
“Don’t worry, let me help you. I got you.” I cooed as I lifted her and helped her make room for me. Within seconds I got in the hospital bed with her.
"How could I say no to cuddles? Come here." I tried to be as gentle as possible with her as I cradled her. I could see in the way her body moves, it’s so sore. It was basically pushing fruitlessly for 5 hours straight after nearly bleeding to death. Her muscles had to be screaming every time she moved, that’s why I helped her do everything, from shifting and turning, to getting her in and out of bed. The only place she won’t let me go with her is the bathroom, which is completely understandable. 
I heard her huff in frustration. When I looked at her she was glaring at her IV.
“What is it?” I asked, a little chuckle in my voice. I may or may not have an idea of what it is.
She grumbled, “IV won’t let me wrap around my Dwaekki.” She even crossed her arms as she stared at the offending object. She gets this pout. It’s so cute but she swears she is scary. It’s like seeing a puppy trying to intimidate a Bulldog. It’s not intimidating, it's cute. Even more so when she’s pouting at an inanimate object, if I’m lucky she’ll try bargaining with it.
I laughed at that, “How dare it.” I glared at it too, making her giggle a bit. I got up and repositioned the IV pole, bringing it to behind the bed, giving her more than enough room to move. I glared at it and I said “I don’t want any more trouble from you.” That earned a full on laugh. It wasn’t the same as its normal volume or anything, but it was still more progress. As soon as I laid back down her arm wrapped around me as she sighed with comfort.
She looked up at me and I looked down at her, studying her features. I’ve always cuddled with Y/N. It’s not uncommon for her head to be perched on my chest, but seeing her like this, after what she went through and still is going through is making me think. I’ve never seen anyone as strong, caring, and genuinely good as her. 
Being with her is easy, it always has been. When I’m with her it all feels like breathing. She knows what type of person I am and I know what type of person she is. It’s like we balance each other perfectly. She likes comedy and romance movies, I like thriller and horror movies. She likes to learn languages. I hate learning languages, but she makes it fun. It’s like we push each other to be better. She fits perfectly. She molds perfectly to me, her hand fitting perfectly in mine. Every day I shoved all of this away, and every night I dreamed of her. I would hold on to those dreams so tightly. Some dreams are as simple as seeing her smile while I wrap my arms around her waist. Nothing sexual about it, just letting her know that I was behind her. Others we are just existing, laughing. The only real difference was me wearing a matching wedding band to hers. Those hurt. But only for a minute or two.
All of these thoughts are dangerous. That’s what I told myself for years now. The more I see her the more I see those thoughts, not as dangerous, but honest. All of the things that I think about her, it’s not a dramatized version of her. Everything I think is completely possible, how? Because I’ve seen it. I’ve seen her reaction to me and people around me. 
Not to mention those eyes I get lost in constantly, the ones that are staring back at me right now. When she looks at me it feels like I am looking into a treasure trove. She is so full of knowledge, tenacity, and love. I could never understand how Chris could have her, and yet he looks to someone lower than her. 
Her eyes look different now, inquisitive, making my eyebrows dip momentarily. 
"Is it true?" She asked as I held her. 
" Is what true?"I asked as I saw Felix and Han pull back the curtain, both a bit more put together. They were both walking to the only two chairs in the room, Felix to the one below the window and Han to the one right next to the bed, on Y/N’s side. 
"The DNA? I have my baby's DNA," her voice cracked.
"Yes, it's true," I said as I kissed the crown of her head, "you will always have a piece of your baby with you."
She thought for a few minutes then she started to talk, very calm and very composed. 
"I…I'm scared, Binnie." I saw her playing with my shirt. It’s one of those nervous habits she has. Whenever she is nervous, she’ll start playing with the nearest object. I’ve seen her fiddle with glasses, table cloths, and kitchenware. Her favorite is any clothes with texture. When I asked her why she told me that the patterns the stitching makes is just enough texture to help calm her.  That is also why she prefers to wear anything with pockets in them, that way she can self soothe when her anxiety kicks up in public. 
All of our ears perked up at that one sentence. We are all very much aware that she just went through a nightmare situation. For her to say that something scares her is something that all of us don’t take lightly. I noticed her body tensed up after that. Almost like her internal voice escaped without her permission. She also looked like she didn’t know where to look. Her eyes darted ever so slightly as she spoke. I tried to keep my tone as gentle as possible. I know her nerves are on edge, and honestly, I would’ve been surprised if that wasn't the case.
"Why are you scared? Of what?" I asked. I put my hand over hers to stop her movements, “you can tell me.” 
"I can't lose you boys." She started tearing up as her voice started wavering, "I already lost my baby and my husband, I can't lose you guys too." At that point she buried her face in my chest as she shook, tears flowing down. 
I thought that I had reached the limit of pieces my heart can break into and yet that one confession turned whatever was left into sand. "What?" I asked, "You think you're going to lose us? What gave you that idea?"
"Your leader is the same man that's been cheating on me. He's also your best friend.” She held me like I’d disappear, like I’d not only leave her side, but go willingly. 
"Nonono, he was our best friend." Hannie said as he abandoned his chair, climbing into the bed with Y/N and me, sandwiching her in between us, as gently as possible. He rubbed her back, trying to soothe her. 
Felix went to the foot of the bed and he said, "Chris didn't just hurt you. He hurt us by hurting you. We love you so much. For him to disrespect you like that…” Felix is usually a positive person, but his face looked like a cross between hurt, sad, and angry. “ For him to disrespect, humiliate, and degrade you like that? No friend of mine does that. You aren't a friend to me either, you feel like a sister. He hurt my sister, Y/N." His voice started to crack as he said, "he hurt my bubbly, funny, goofy, older sister who would also kill anyone that dared touch me… dare touch any of us. As far as I and everyone else on this team is concerned, he's a co-worker. Nothing more, nothing less." His brows were set at that last sentence, showing her we aren’t going anywhere. 
She looked at us and said "I don't want to be the reason why things explode in your group. I don't want to cause trouble," She hid in my chest again, looking so small. I didn’t know how to comfort her in this. My heart just kept breaking and melting at the same time. Even though all of this just happened to her literally hours ago, she was still worried about us? 
Han spoke up, "You didn't cause anything. You are doing what you have to do. The only person to blame for all of this is Chris, not you." He rubbed her arm as he spoke. 
"Look up, you see Binnie?" He asked.
When she looked up she saw me. She nodded as she clutched onto me when I gave her a little smile.
"Look at your feet... You see Lixie?" He said, and sure enough, when she did Lix was right there. Rubbing her legs gently. She nodded.
"You feel me behind you?" Han completed. And she nodded.  
"We are with you, right where we want to be. Hell, Felix ran just to catch Bin before he left, right?". I nodded.“Rain or shine, we are here for you always. Whatever you want to do. Wherever you want to go. We are here."
She started sobbing, clutching onto me as Han said, "We were never going to go anywhere… not without you, okay?"
I cut in with, "And if you don't know where to go or what to do, that's okay too… we'll figure it out together." I looked down at her and I started drying her tears as they fell. 
"But what about?" She went to ask.. we all knew what she was talking about. Lix was already ahead of her on that. He dialed a number on his phone and put it on speaker. 
A few rings later & someone picked up,
"Finally I was waiting for your call!" I heard Minho on the line. 
Felix said, "Hey Hyung".
"How is she? We're all worried sick over here." Minho's voice was crystal clear.
Felix said, "Why don't you ask her yourself?"
I could tell she heard the joy in his voice, "Y/N/N?! Can you hear me, Beautiful?"
Felix laid the phone close to her.
"Y-yeah" 
"How're you feeling, gorgeous?"
"Contractions stopped." I saw her wince a little at the mention. The doctors did say that it’ll be a few days until she feels marginally better. 
"That's good, Lix was telling me you were in a lot of pain because of them… wish I was there with you." His voice fell a little at those words. 
"I'm scared," she said blatantly to Minho. I could see just the thought weighing down on her mind. She seemed like she was trying to prepare for a whole other loss. 
"Why, what is it?" He asked, his voice taking a softer approach to her now.
She couldn't say it so Han did, " She's afraid she's going to lose us, Hyung."
I added "She said she's already lost her baby and her husband. She can't take losing us too." I petted her hair back as she started to shake. I hated this, seeing her question everything since mostly everything was ripped out of her hands in the span of hours. Now she is trying to heal but she’s scared to rely on anyone, being vulnerable, all because the two people she trusted with everything were the same ones who stabbed her in the back. The anxiety rolling off of her was dizzying. I did my best to stay calm for her, I’m never leaving her. We aren’t leaving her, ever. 
I heard Minho open a car door. "Y/N/N?" He asked as the door slammed. 
"Y-yes?" She replied. 
"I'm outside the hospital waiting with all the boys until visiting hours start." As soon as Minho said that there was a resounding "Hi Y/N/N!!" Through the phone. 
"You will never lose us … Do you hear me?" Minho's voice sounded resolute and final.
“You promise?” She asked weeping, “Because I can’t lose you MinMin… I can’t lose my boys, m’not strong enough.” She pressed herself into me, trying to convince herself that we aren’t going anywhere. Han was rubbing her back while she cried, trying to keep his composure. Lix gave me a tissue for her and I started drying her tears. 
I could hear Minho’s voice breaking, "Y/N/N-ie I promise. I want to hold you so bad right now. Just another half an hour. Okay? Then you can see us and we can see you and hug you and hold you… we missed you and we are so worried."  
Then Hyunjin's voice rang out, thicker, like he himself started crying, "You deserve so much more than Chris could ever be. You hear me? You deserve to be pampered and cared for. Not taken for granted and lied to. We love you and we'll see you soon, okay?" 
I.N piped up with "I can't wait to take you to lunch or dinner if you get out today! Where do you want to go?!" 
That whimsical question seemed to make her relax a little as she said, "How about that Ramyeon place we always go to?" She asked, 
"Ohh that's a great idea! I'm dying for some Nongshim Shin Ramyun." He sounded so happy. 
That half an hour never went by quicker. They stood on the phone as they waited, talking about nothing and everything at the same time. As soon as the clock hit 8:30 am all I could hear was wind… 
"We are running to you right now!" Minho said. 
I could hear the occasional shove and giggle. A few minutes later there was a stampede of sneakers on the floor and as they walked in Minho said "In 3..2..1.." then he pulled the curtain back and hung up. 
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derangedanomaly · 4 months
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Hate you so
Nightmare Sans x Reader
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You.
It was everything about you.
Day by day he's seen his employees absolutely infuriated by you. He didn't understand what was so special about you. You were just a dumb human. And yet...you seem to have all of them wrapped around your little finger. He truly didn't understand. Day by day he's seen his underlings lose their mind because of you. But what the king of darkness truly didn't understand..was why you were seeking his help.
You were pacing back and forth, walking in circles as Nightmare just stared at you. You seemed to be in quite a dilemma... "Ok...Cut this crap. Why are you here, Pest?" You looked at him hopelessly. "I have a crush on one of your employees."
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Silence ensued, Nightmare staring at you with a scowl. "Ugh..and why does that involve me?" You rolled your eyes, but expected this reaction. "You know him the best!" Nightmare snorted, finding pleasure in your hopelessness. "Wow.. you're that desperate? Pfft..so which one is it?" Your cheeks lit up bashfully, thinking about him. "Dust.." another silence ensued, making you nervous.
Nightmare suddenly burst out laughing, which was... terrifying. He pointed at you. "That idiot? Couldn't you pick anyone less boring?" He had another laughing fit, while you glared at him. "Hey! I think he's actually really sweet!" He rolled his eyes at your words. "Yeah, only to you." You sighed, calming your nerves.
"Please! Can you just help me out?" Nightmare looked at your face with boredom. "Now why would I do that? What do you possibly have to offer me?" You stayed quiet at that. What can you offer him? You thought about it... "I don't know. What does the king of darkness want?" He didn't expect that answer and slowly smirked. "I think you have an idea.." he moved forward, smiling. You only sighed. "Fine...you can use me to cause chaos around the multiverse. Feed you negativity." Nightmare smirked victoriously. "Deal." And thus, you made a deal with the devil...
This went on for 2 months now. Nightmare playing your wingman, and you causing chaos wherever you were requested to. Over the course of these two months, Nightmare started to spend more time with you. And he still didn't understand why's everyone so dazed with you. It was so frustrating to him.
The day finally arrived...the day you were going to confess to Dust. Nightmare was going to make sure everything went smoothly. He frowned, obviously irritated with this whole ordeal. "So...ya needed me, Y/n?" Dust stood in front of you, smiling at you. You got a little nervous, being under his gaze. "Uhm...yeah, I- um.." Nightmare rolled his eyes at your stuttering.
"I..." You looked towards Nightmare. After awhile, he sighed and gave you a thumbs up. You smiled at his attempt to encourage you. "I have a crush on you..." Dust could only stare at you, which made you nervous, and kinda uncomfortable...? "Oh..um..oh wow. That's..great." what. Is that all that he's going to say? You were speechless from his answer. "What..? I don't.... understand..." "Yeah, I mean... this means I won!" This got Nightmares attention. What did he just say?
"Wo-" "Won?" Your sentence got cut off by Nightmares voice, moving from his hiding spot towards you two. "What is the meaning of this, Dust?" Dust looked at Nightmare in shock, not expecting to see his boss there.
"A-Ah, uhm...boss." Dust nodded at Nightmare, which he returned. "Explain yourself. Dust." Nightmare glared at him, which made him nervous. "Well...me and the others made a bet..." Your eyes widened in betrayal. So it was all... fake? You kinda teared up at the thought of being used like this.. "So you mean to tell me that you made a bet on record of Y/n?" Nightmare snarled at Dust. Dust could only nod.
Nightmare glanced at you from the corner of his eye and slightly frowned at the sight of you looking so...down. Nightmare turned to Dust. "Don't let this happen again. Get out of my sight right now." Dust teleported away instantly. Your eyes welled up in tears, finally letting your sobs out, slowly sitting on the ground. Nightmare looked at you, then sighed after awhile. "Well..your little romance didn't get you far, huh?" He sat on the ground next to you, your eyebrows furrowed at his question. "S-Shut...up." He chuckled in response, which made you roll your eyes. "Humans are so foolish.. you're too focused on what was and not on what will be..." You were about to retort a snarky response back to him, until you thought about his words. Is that his attempt at cheering you up? The corners of your mouth turned up at the thought of that.
Nightmare slowly got up from the floor, sneaking his tentacles around your waist, getting you surprised. "Come on you idiot. We're going to plan a revenge." "Revenge?" Your eyes widened in surprise at his words, as Nightmare went to his library, taking you with him in the process. Nightmare grinned. "Yeah. Those pesky idiots pissed me off. They're not focusing on their job, and instead are bet on someone else's record. No wonder why they were cozying up to you so much." You smiled brightly, feeling happy that, even though Nightmare can't admit it, cares for you so much. "Aww..you care for me!" Nightmare scoffed at your accusation. "Oh please. I hate you." You smirked, rolling your eyes. "Sure you do. I hate you too then!" Nightmare looked away, smiling to himself. "I hate you more..."
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Graves Relationship HCs
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I am unapologetically down bad for this man, thank you Tech, I am what you created. Big thanks to Luci and Tech for letting me bounce ideas off of them. I also let my southern out while typing this because I feel like this is an appropriate character to do it with.
This contains NSFW content.
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Graves loves you, his partner, more than he can verbally express, which is why his hands are constantly on you. In your home, at the store, walking down the road, even on base in front of his Shadows, it does not matter. It could be as simple as him holding your hip or hand. When he's feeling needy or cheeky though, his hand is in the back pocket of your jeans or, if y'all are seated, he's caressing the inside of your thigh and inching ever closer to the heat hidden between your legs. The man is a certified fiend, I don't know what you expected.
Got jewelry on? He's rubbing it between his fingers, fiddling with it, admiring how it feels and how it looks on you. He loves it because he's bought you every piece of jewelry you wear and it serves as a reminder to himself that he can provide for you. It also feeds his possessive nature, even if he won't openly admit it.
Darlin', sweetheart, baby, pumpkin, doll, he's calling you everything under the sun just to see you smile at him.
That all changes at night when he's balls deep inside you, fucking you into the mattress like the man has been deprived of pleasure his whole life. Those cute pet names only serve to mock and tease.
"Fuuuck, look at my little pumpkin~ Not even able to keep those pretty eyes on me when I ask. Always so fuckin' stupid under me." Philip's smirk was wicked as he pulled on the leg hooked over his shoulder, using it as leverage to bully his cock impossibly deeper into you. Fuck if it didn't feel like Heaven as he rocked inside you. He could feel what it did to you too, the way your walls clenched around him even tighter, threatening to push him out as your whines of his name got louder. "Shh, it's okay baby, just take it"
You can bet your sweet ass you have some bruises and you're having to hide some very visible hickies with your favorite concealer. You could have the biggest pout on your lips about it and he'd just be smug as can be.
"Come on sweetheart, just shows how much I love you." You wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his face at this moment, but nothing you've ever done has. "We're having lunch with your parent's Phillip!" You were pouting, small tears of frustration threatening to well up. It's not because he marked you, but because the outfit he wanted you to wear left your neck and part of your chest exposed, showing off the small galaxy he had made. Graves' chest jolted as he held back his laughs, pressing his lips to the side of your head like it would help silence him. All you could do was reach around and slap his hip in retaliation which just made him finally laugh out loud. "O-Okay baby, you can pick a different top, just no more poutin'."
Oh yeah, by the way, if he's home and you're getting ready he's switching out whatever you intended to wear with something that pairs well with he's wearing. If he's wearing a white polo and jeans he's pulling out that pretty white and pink floral dress/top he got you for your birthday. It's another small way he makes sure everyone knows you're his.
Also, You and your friends want to go out for the night? He's instantly offering to cook for everyone because he doesn't want you out of the house. You don't know it (or maybe you do) but it's because he can't stand you being where he won't or can't be. It's always cleverly hidden under excuses and reasons that make sense if you don't look too deep. Man is a master manipulator when he needs to be.
"Me and the (ladies/guys) were talking about going to the new restaurant downtown for a (girls/guys) night this Saturday, is that okay with you baby?" You called out from the bathroom of your shared bedroom. Phillip immediately tensed from where he was sat in the bed, the hand he was using to scroll on his iPad stilled as he thought of ways to keep you home. "Well, it was supposed to be a surprise but, I was planning a date night for us that evenin'...." You turned off the bathroom light and you padded over to the bed, climbing in next to him. Your body immediately attached itself to his as you snuggled up. "I'm sorry baby, I didn't know. I could just tell them I can't join?" You couldn't help but feel bad, after all, he worked so hard but still made time for you. "No, I know you want to see your friends. Maybe you and the (ladies/guys) could have your night here and I'll cook?" Phillip turned off his iPad and sat it on the nightstand, making a small show of giving you his undivided attention. "That's a lot though, I don't want you overworking yourself more than you already do..." You bit at your lip as you looked up at him with worry. "Pumpkin, if it makes you happy that ain't nothin'. You deserve to be spoiled. Besides, once they leave we can have our alone time and I'll get all the rest I need." The 'our' was accented by a seductive smirk and kiss to the side of your head as he wrapped an arm around you. When you texted the group chat the following morning everyone was happy to agree to coming over. They love his cooking, plus who would ever say no to free food?
I also have to warn you, Graves is a mama's boy. Luckily though, he's not the kind who worships his mom or picks her side over yours. There have been many times his mother has tried to split the two of you up or been nasty towards you. Each time is happens though it is quickly shut down because Graves' isn't going to put up with it. He'll be down right disrespectful to her when she does it and not even bat an eye when she starts getting upset because you've 'turned her baby against her'. He left home young for multiple reasons and she was one of the biggest ones, regardless of how much he loves her.
At the end of the day, this man would choose very few things over you. He's possessive, cunning, manipulative, but his feelings are very much real. He would never put you in danger or hurt you intentionally. That doesn't mean he hasn't before, when he gets mad his mouth moves before his brain. He's stubborn and doesn't like to apologize, but once he realizes how bad he's fucked up he's doing whatever it takes for you to smile at him again.
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Rowdy Romance
Masterlist | A Southern Jake Series Here
Jake "Hangman" Seresin x (Southern!F)Reader
Part 2
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Summary: You are visiting with a friend and find yourself alone in the Hard Deck. You're both what he was expecting and not.
Warnings: Cursing, flirting, mentions of shotgun, bull riding, and one hunting reference to killing and preparing a deer. Word count: 1,291
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The Hard Deck was full. The sun had dipped down below the water line. Your vacation had slowed down. Your friend had made plans with her husband. She was visiting while her husband was stateside.
He had been on deployment for the last year. You had come with her for moral support when you both would have to leave without him.
You found yourself at the beach during the day and spending your nights out sight seeing alone. You can't blame her for spending all her time with her husband.
The couple had just a few more months until he would be back home before being restationed. You weren't excited because she would be moving back out to wherever he was stationed, but at the same time you are excited for her.
You found yourself at the bar that all the locals raved about. Each store owner, that you had spoke to that day, all said that Friday nights were spent at the hard deck. You were at the bar sitting in one of the bar stools. A few locals, and khaki uniformed men had offered you a drink.
There was no interest. Daddy had always said "if he can't skin a deer then how is he gonna feed you when the government crumbles?" Old Southerners still remember the great depression and hold the doomsday prepping dear to their hearts.
You had noticed the sign and kept your phone off the bar. It laid in your back pocket of your dazzled jeans. They had rhinestones in the shape of bull heads. You had an old, tight wife beater top on that cropped a little above your belly button. You looked very out of place in San Diego. You caught a few eyes for that very reason.
The next pair to land on you leaned his arm against the wood beam. "You're from my neck of the woods. Miss, How'd you find yourself up here in California?" His drawl thick.
Your eyes caught sight of the mystery man looking up slowly. His khaki uniform definitely added a nice touch to the voice he carried. "I'm here for a friend of mine." You didn't go into too much detail.
"Well I'll have to thank your friend for sending an angel my way. Can I buy you a round as a welcome to California?" You smiled softly. "Jack on the rock." He smirked. "Your daddy must carry a shot gun wherever he goes for an order like that." He chuckled. "Yes sir, it's on the rack in his truck, or in his hands."
"Penny, can I get two jack on the rocks please?" She smiled. "Sure thing, hangman" your lips curl up. "Hangman... is that what your called round here" His classic smirk finds it's way toward you. "Yes ma'am. That's my call sign."
A small giggle erupts. "I'm not even gonna ask." His smirk still showing. "It's better that you dont." You break the touch barrier slapping his arm softly. "Honey don't say that. You'll make me want to know." Your Laughs strike between your words.
He grabs the two glasses from Penny. "Thank you, Miss Penny." You call out as she goes to the next customer. She smiles and waves as a you're welcome. "Come on, we're gonna go out by the beach." You follow him.
"I told you not to bet him dumbass." Pheonix chuckled at coyote. "Rooster had spent five minutes trying to serenade her, and the new guy tried buying her a drink too." Pheonix popped up. "Thanks for the piña coloda, FNG" pointing to the Fucking New Guy. Coyote continued. "She had walls up to the roof. There's no way he could have got her in 5 minutes flat."
Pheonix laughed resting her chin on her knuckles. "He just did." She scrunched her nose up. "He is an asshole but he is good at picking up women." She flicked a straw wrapper at Rooster chuckling at him. They all began playing pool, and the guys keeping a check on hangman judging his game, making bets on if you would end up going home with him by the end of the night.
Your eyes followed the shoreline, meeting up to the stars. Lights lined the edge of the patio. You stood at the rail leaning in to smell the saltwater, and hear the waves crashing. "Your Jack." He handed your drink to you. "So you know my name, what's yours?" You took a sip of your drink, and tell him your name. "But you can call me, Minnie. That's what they call me back home." You smile brightly.
"Where does that come from?" He leaned against the rail next to you. "Oh no no, if you want to know mine then you have to tell me yours, hangman." Eyebrow arched searching his eyes for a back story. He chuckled and flashed a genuine smile. "Well, I'm a pilot and we get call signs. They call me Hangman, but the 'a's are blank so you can fill them how you like. Thats how I got it." He looked down finishing the innuendo. You laugh wickedly.
"Hungman, How many California girls has that really worked on? How did you actually get that name?" His head shook, chuckling. "Okay, okay, my friends say I hang them out to dry in the sky. They are exaggerating, they're fine. I got their backs. What about you, Minnie?" He looks out to the ocean then back to your eyes.
"My family owns a farms in Texas. When I was about three, I walked around the farm in nothing but a diaper and Minnie hat. They called me 'Minnie', and it stuck." You giggled at the memories of the picture with chickens crowding around you with your Minnie hat on. "Texas? You around the Rusk area?" You nodded. "We're out in Lufkin."
"No way, my family has a pretty big cattle ranch out in Rusk. Small world." Your eyes widen. "The Seresin cattle ranch?" He almost spits out the sip he had just taken. "Umm," he chuckled through the next few words. "Yeah, that's it." He met your eyes again. "My family moved their farm to Lufkin about six years ago, we go to the rodeos and see your family there every year. I've been bucked off jóse a few times. We have had dinner over at their house. They mentioned they had a son in the navy. I'm guessing your Jake..." You trail your words.
"That's me." He chuckles, thinking about you riding on Jóse the bull. "Your momma is so proud of you. Your daddy is too." You smile thinking about how much his momma had to say about her baby jake. "She never got around to show me a picture, but she was very adamant that you are handsome and single." You took your stare back to the water to keep the burn of the cheeks down. "One of them is right.. " You trailed.
He placed a hand at the small of your back leaning against the rail with his other arm. Your bare skin tingling where his hand was. "Both of them are." He smirked while glancing down your curves. "I'm guessing these California girls ain't amounting to what you thought they'd be." He spoke slowly while playing with the hem of your shirt. "No ma'am, they are not." Your eyes met his, and you rounded into his arms and placed your hand on his shoulder.
He leaned up, allowing him to pull you closer to him, his arms wrapped around you. Your southern drawl thickened. "Well, I guess you better find yourself a cowgirl." Your Eyebrow raised, and a smirk crossed your lips. "I think I found one."
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What are your favourite dragon quest monsters across the entire series?
The first Dragon Quest Monsters game I've ever gotten to play wound up being the first one to leave out exactly the top three I looked forward to getting:
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GIANTSLUG/MAULUSC: I'm pickier about slug and snail creatures than you maybe expect but I love the vapid drippy zombie face of the DQ slug. It perfectly captures the appeal of a slug as a monster, a mindless gooey thing that will just eat you without a care. And its classic color scheme is that of a Banana Slug!!
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BELZEBUB: I am also picky about fly creatures; usually I want them to have the proboscis present in some way, and the correct number of wings (two). There's something I still love about the toothy mouth of Belzebub however, maybe the way it curls up between the eyes? It just does a good job capturing the feel of a fly's personality I guess.
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DARKEYE/EYELASHER: eye creatures can also very easily feel a bit boring to me because I've just seen so, so many of them, but DQ's basic killer eyeball appeals to me a lot with its irregular fungus-like collection of tentacles. The little root branches on "top" are especially cool to me, and sometimes they're the bottom, because they represent where the eyeball attaches to either floors or ceilings! In a few games, they're even encountered as parasites inside bigger monsters!
I used to admire the guidebook to the first two DQ Monsters games as a kid but never had the games themselves, and never got around to any other DQ titles. I just spent my whole life waiting for just the right one where I'd finally get to assemble my three favorites, then finally this new one comes out and has to be the first time these three took a vacation :( But, Dark Prince was at least nice enough to include exactly my next three favorites in the franchise. I went over them already in my DQM Dark Prince post but some people will see this post first so I will have to reintroduce them:
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DROHL: droopy flappy membranous mollusk guys, honestly horrible looking in a great way. In 3d games it turns out their helmetlike head spirals in the back like a snail shell! Apparently they're meant to be troll-like beings.
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LUNATICK: just a blue fleshy sac thing with gooey antennae, a bunch of tentacles (most of them segmented like worms!) and a little eyeball, perfect, no criticisms, also reminds me of what Berserk considers an "Incubus:"
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(Don't worry, Berserk Incubus aren't sex monsters but monsters that give you nightmares and feed on the fear)
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TAILEATER/MAD MOLLUSK: I love how pathetic their front face looks, and the whole shape is so pleasantly reminiscent of an abyssal sea cucumber of some kind.
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SKULLROO/GUAARDVARK: I didn't even realize this was one of my top favorites until getting it in Dark Prince. It's an unpleasant wrinkly fat aardvark kangaroo thing that just always carries a human skull around. Its profile says they collect them and the one they carry is their favorite! A lot of slightly lower favorites were also left out however, none of these are in Dark Prince but are very high up there to me:
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PYURO: what is this thing? I don't know! Different games have categorized it as an insect or a plant. It's a furball with five eyes encircling a butterfly proboscis, two little legs and a big huge ring of flower petals behind it. Very xenobiology.
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TONGUELLA: it's kinda like a dumpy, hairless sloth with an aardvark tail with a mushed-in dog face and a giant gross tongue. I guess I just like foul moist beasts. I wish this was a real mammal we had in the world, I bet it'd smell terrible. Feels like a perfect counterpart to Guaardvark.
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SLURPERON: it's one tiny pitcher plant with a giant tongue and then it has cool reptilian eyes at the bottom end. So simple and so rad! A fun way to stylize a pitcher plant monster without ripping off Victreebel.
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SICKLER: is a little tiny mantis in a robe, like the Tonberry from Final Fantasy but a mantis
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RAGIN' CONTAGION: a newer one, a gooey vaporous cyclops ghost that represents disease. In its first appearance as a boss in the series the English localizers decided it should talk like Yosemite Sam. Sure why not!
So I like the new game and it gave me some new favorites like Skellyfish and new appreciation for some others, but oddly it only has my very middle all-time faves
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kokushibouthings · 11 months
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can you write something about Shigaraki loosing a bet with someone in the league and his “punishment” is to date the reader for a week (because he’s so serious all the time, they want him to loosen up). At first he’s a brat cause he lost, then overall awkward and flustered because he secretly had a small crush on the reader and didn’t know what to do. But he is then seduced into enjoying it and wanting to make it a real relationship. But with lots of smut 😬
Ok first of all I fucking love this idea, ill try my best to make a good oneshot(?) that can fulfill your expectations 🤭
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Filthy little liar
pairing: Tomura Shigaraki x Reader
warning: Sexual themes, seductive reader, punishment, dom reader, AFAB reader (sorry if you wanted AMAB or smth) , giving head
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You were pretty surprised when Shigaraki, your literal employeer. Asked you out on a date, especially in the middle of you beating up someone in the basement.
You weren't sure if he was being serious or not when he asked you, but you just accepted so you wouldn't have a chance of being disintegrated..
He was pretty rude on the first date, he would shove your spoon away when you tried to feed him because of how he wasn't eating at all, he was just staring at the table looking pissed.
"Seriously..." You whispered to yourself in disappointment with his behavior in something thats meant to be romantic...
You were sure he'd stop being like this after a while, so you put up with it. The ignoring, the shoving, and the dry cold responses he'd send. You just thought he was a bit scared...
After about 3 and a half days, he eventually started to loosen up. But he still refused to actually engage in some stuff... He acted pretty awkward and timid towards you everytime you came up to him in person..
He didn't seem like it in texting, he had short responses but atleast its not that dry or cold anymore...
You felt like already taking it to the next level, perhaps he isn't feeling too well... You thought of that, so one night you just decided to surprise him with a little something.
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You've put on a transparent night gown, with a black coat.
You slipped into his room while he was still at the bar with the others, you waited what almost felt like forever.
You heard something while passing through the entrance of the door, about a bet followed with Dabi making fun of Shigaraki.
As you were scrolling on your phone. boring your eyes onto the screen, when the door slowly creaked open...
He'd walked in without even realizing you were there. He sat on the edge of the bed looking tired, and stressed.
You placed your phone on the drawer, and crawled over to him. Placing your head over his shoulder with a hand gripping onto his shoulder with the other on his arm
".. Huh? [Y/N]? What are you doing here..." He'd turned slightly to look at you, confused with your position on him..
"Surprise. You've been acting awful lately, so I thought of something." You pressed your boobs against his back, almost making him jump..
You got up from the bed, infront of him kneeling down. You popped your head between his thighs... He was taking this surprisingly well.
You pressed your mouth on his clothed crotch, making him slip a small moan.
"Do you want me, Tomura?" You asked. Left unresponded with him just shooting a look of embarrassment, you let out a small chuckle
"You're a filthy liar," You unzipped his pants, slipping your hand down his boxer pulling it down.
His length was already erect, it shot through you with a sense of arousal. You licked, and placed your mouth around the tip
After a few minutes of teasing him, he got impatient, placing his hand on your hair as he tugged on it making you choke on his length. You could hear small grunts, and low moans under his heavy breathing... Is this his first time?
With him continuously bobbing your head up and down, enveloping the scent of musk you could feel your eyes starting to burn up.
You earned a final grunt from him, as he released into your mouth with him still holding onto your hair... "F...f– uck! Take it!" He yelled in pleasure with your mouth full with his dripping cum
He finally let go, with you catching your breathe you stood up.. Falling onto the bed, gesturing for him to come over here.
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Sorry I rushed this and I know you wanted alot of smut but I couldn't think of anymore 😥😥🙁
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earlgarden-archived · 9 months
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A love that will last an eternity pt. 2
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ft. Jing Yuan, Raiden!reader, mention of Qingzu
Synopsis. Just some general dating headcannons of Jing Yuan and you as Raiden Ei :) maybe I will make a general married couple headcannons 🤔
Request. I read your last post about Jing Yuan x Raiden!reader, and my mind has been thinking about some things. Like, how would the reader and Jing Yuan see each other? Bc they're both really busy, so would they just have this long distances relationship until they retire? Which, would be a long time. And considering how popular Jing Yuan is, I must imagine that he has quite a few fangirls, it would be interesting to see how he would handle them. Anyway, this isn't exactly a request, but if you can, I would be interested in seeing something based off of this. Thank you for reading this very long paragraph :)
Not me considering on making this a series
𑁍┊now, to answer the question on how you two would see each other, you know that one cutscene where Kazuha and Raiden Ei had a confrontation (after the Signora fight), Ei kinda just... Teleported there. So I would think she has the ability to teleport, so I think that's how you two see each other. You would just teleport to the Xianzhou Luofu and surprise him there. You know, like this:
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𑁍┊or better yet, you jumpscare him while he's doing paperwork in the seat of divine foresight. I can imagine you just popping out from your portal and hug him behind, and him gasping because he didn't expect you to come.
𑁍┊i don't think Jing Yuan would do much about his fangirls, since he doesn't want to hurt his reputation, but also because you seem quite oblivious to their flirts, and just assumed that they were being nice. Like, you would compliment how respected Jing Yuan was, and he would just go along with it.
𑁍┊if things did got too far though, he would tell the fangirls to go away, and that he was busy.
𑁍┊imagine how tired Qingzu is because of how many meetings he's "accidentally" missed, just because he lost track of time when he was with you. He would probably earn another title besides Dozing General lol.
𑁍┊Jing Yuan absolutely ADORES the way the tone of your voice sound slightly higher whenever he mentions desserts. But sometimes he gets a little concerned about your obsession with desserts.
𑁍┊I would imagine the both of you sparring together. After all, you both still have a nation to protect.
𑁍┊I bet enemies would tremble in fear whenever you two fight enemies together. Like, Jing Yuan summons the Lightning lord, and the enemies hardly survived that. And that's when you pull out a flipping sword, and slash all of the enemies into oblivion. Rip all those fallen enemies. Such a painful death 😔
𑁍┊i feel like the most common dates you two would go on would just be pretty simple walks, trying out different foods together, feeding your obsession with desserts the Jing Yuan is getting more and more concerned about-
𑁍┊you two are just a old immortal couple that finally found someone that would stay with them for the rest of their lives 🥺
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Cw: kissing, spiting on his dick, hand job, hickies on him, drinking. Not proof read.
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One night while at home with Kyle you decided it was best to tease him. That's how you got to this moment. Curled up against his side with your hand pumping his dick and him a moaning mess.
Let's go back to how you got here. Kyle came home after a couple of drinks at the bar with Ghost, Soap, and Price. Don't drink and drive. He came through the door looking for you, wanting to be in your presence and fall asleep with his head on your chest. However, that plan changed and it did so fast.
When he found you, you had on a bra and some sweat pants. Which he found enticing. When you realized that he was home you came up to him and hugged him, offering to help him get changed and in bed. Then you realized that he was staring at your breasts pressed against him, so, you let your hands wonder.
Your hands go from his waist, up his back, down and up his arms, before finally going down his chest. When your hands reach the bottom of his shirt you start to lift it up to take it off. Which he takes the shirt and lifts it over his head and tosses it haphazardly in to the side of the room, before returning his hands to your hips and rubbing them.
You grab one of his arms and lead him to the bed. Having him propped up against the head board and you straddling his thighs. You lean in to kiss him as he brings his arms to your waist to try and bring you down against him. When you break away from the kiss you start to unbuckle his belt and take it off.
You unbutton his jeans and unzip them before sliding them down enough to work his cock out of his boxers. When you finally get his cock out you spit on it before starting to pump it. He moans at the feeling and slightly bucks his hips up. When he does this you move off his thighs and curl up next to him.
"I've missed you Kyle. Haven't seen you all day." You tell him, looking up at him and placing a kiss to his jaw.
"Yeah?" He asked through a grunt "Missed you too, all I could think about at the bar was coming back to you." He tells you, in between moans.
"Bet you didn't expect this when you got back though." You say as you lean forward to spit on his dick again as you quicken your movements. He thrusts his hips up to meet your hand as you pump him while he throws his head back and moans. You take that chance to attack his neck with kisses and hickies, feeding into his pleasure.
When he starts getting closer to his release you lean down towards his dick and you put the tip on your mouth, sucking and licking at it. When that extra pleasure hits him, he finally cums. Spilling himself in your mouth with a grunt and thrusting his hips farther into your mouth.
Once he finally calms down and you pull away, swallowing his cum spitters are for quiters. You lean back into him catching your breath. "You need anything from me?" He asks you as he brings you closer into him. "No, I'm good for tonight. Just wanted to make you feel good." You respond, getting comfy against his chest. "You should atleast take your jeans off before falling asleep though" you tell him before he dozes off.
He listens to you and pulls his jeans off and tucks his now soft dick back into his boxers before bringing you back into him and getting comfy under the covers. He kisses your forehead "Goodnight love, I'll make it up to you tomorrow" he tells you "Goodnight hun" you tell him half asleep, not sure if he heard you respond in your sleepy mumble.
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Sorry this is uploaded late, it's been a busy day for me today. Also I wrote this in an hour.
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rutobuka2 · 1 month
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hello ruto!! i’ve been such a fan for a long time, and i was wondering (if you’re open to giving advice) — what things have helped you balance consistent artmaking with other demanding life stuff?
hello!!! thank you so much for the support!! glad you've been going along for the ride! 💖 I would love to try to give some advice!
1- when I was in school, college, uni, etc, I had a lot of energy and health and used to draw all the damn time! In class, at home, etc. So I bet most people in that situation don't need help finding time to draw, since work isn't mostly expected of them.
2- nowadays, since I work with art, I have a strict schedule I have to maintain so I can create, edit, post art consistently. I believe for me, though, even before having a work relationship with art, it was about a self-feeding loop of being surrounded by fans, wanting to participate, to share new ideas, see what folks think of my art, what they want to see next... I would have a lot of trouble creating consistently if I didn't have the constant feedback. It's something that brings passion and drive, and it makes my hands itch to draw! So perhaps finding a niche, responding to comments, being social with fellow fans or artists will help you find that desire to create art!
3- don't force yourself too much. It's so easy to get repetitive strain injury, since nowadays we're always using our fingers and wrists for every task! Also, life is so important! If you need to stay away from making art for a while to take care of friends, family, yourself, it should take priority. You'll find it easier to find inspiration if your life is going well, too, there won't be a looming cloud of dread and anxiety around you if so!
4- try different things to see what feels better! I like changing materials, theme, so that things feel less monotonous in the actual "builder" phase of art. So using a different sketchbook, using loose paper, different media, etc will make the bored side of your brain be more focused! (If I didn't work with art, I'd also try to finish a 30 day drawing challenge, for once! They're so demanding!)
Anyway, good luck! If you have any more questions, please send them my way! 💪
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hvghes · 11 months
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Good For You - N.Hischier x Schneider!reader
Warnings: implied smut!
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Game 2 was another rough 5-1 loss, now it's game 3, Rangers lead 2-0. It was a home game for the rangers and now here was the twin sister again intertwined with the captain of njd in his hotel room before the game. “Todays the day. I can feel that we'll finally get a win.” He said while pulling her closer. “Don’t think i’m gonna retire my rangers jersey just yet if you guys win.” She said with a smirk. “I bet you’d look better in red. especially with the number 13 placed across your back.” He said while leaving soft kisses on her jaw causing her to move even closer to him. “Hm I don’t know I’ll think about it.” She said before getting up but Nico pulled her back. “Nico honey I need to get ready.” She said before he shushed her with a kiss. “You can wait five more minutes.” He said before pulling her back onto his chest. “Fine. Only five more minutes.” She said but five minutes turned to ten then ten turned to fifteen and now here she was bidding Nico a goodbye as she got ready in his hotel room. As she arrived at the arena she texted Nico to let him know she arrived safely. The game shortly began and it was a good game. Rangers and NJD tied. The game slowly came to an end and quickly y/n left the arena back to Nico’s hotel room. Recently he would not stop bugging her about wearing his jersey, but being the secret they were and as much as she’d refuse to wear his jersey deep down she wanted to. Was the thrill of running around with each other really worth it? Once she arrived at his hotel she used the extra key Nico gave her and entered going to find something from his closet. She placed the item on quickly as she heard the door being unlocked and laid on top of his bed placing the blanket over herself so he wouldn’t be able to see the hidden clothing. Nico quickly crawled on top of her impatient placing a kiss on her lips and she couldn’t help but laugh. Nico looked down at her confused before looking down at her. She swore he had the most beautiful look ever and became quickly flustered but Nico saw it. His girl was placed in his jersey and he lost it. “Congrats on the win tonight captain, I knew you could do it.” She whispered softly into his ear before leaving soft kisses down his jawline and that was only the beginning of their night.
The next morning came the two of them with their sweaty bodies intertwined once again. Nico was already awake admiring his girl peacefully sleeping but she soon began to wake up. “Good morning cap.” She said, rubbing her sleepiness in her eyes. “Good morning beautiful, how are you feeling?” He said while placing a kiss on her forehead. “Like I can’t walk but other than that I feel amazing. You're the best.” She said mumbling into his chest and he couldn’t help but laugh. “How about we take a shower then order some breakfast, I have to leave in a few hours.” He said while standing up reaching his hand out for hers which she quickly took. “Sounds perfect but I really don’t want you to go.” She grumbled while he pulled her into the bathroom. “You act like you won't see me in a few days, you're so dramatic.” He playfully rolled his eyes which earned him a shove into the shower and a glare which he put his hands up in surrender. “Okay okay i’m sorry you're not dramatic I’ll miss you too for the meantime.” He said before kissing her and turning the shower on. Once they finished showering and getting dressed they were sitting on Nicos bed eating breakfast watching a movie. She was placed in his lap with them feeding each other and enjoying one another’s company. Eventually it came time for Nico to leave. “I’ll see you soon pretty girl, take care of yourself.” He said before kissing her goodbye.
She was left alone now heading back to her shared apartment with her brother. Once she got home she didn’t expect her brother to be up already since he always sleeps till the daytime. “Where have you been. You didn't come home last night and haven't answered your texts, I've been worried sick.” He said from the couch and she paused, turning to him. “Oh I’m sorry Brae I was with a friend at the game last night and went home with her to catch up and my phone died.” She said while going to greet her brother with a hug hoping he’d believe her lies. “Good, better not be running around with anyone on that devils team.” He joked hugging her back and she nearly choked but played it off laughing with him. “Me? No never. It's a part of our rules right?” She said pulling away from the hug standing up to go to her room. “Never mess around with the rivals rule 1.” He nodded and she waved goodbye and off to her room.
She ended up crying that whole day. Not only did she fall hard for Nico when they weren't officially together and missing him while he was back in jersey. She was breaking her brother's rules, promises, and trust. She was walking on ice that was cracking and didn’t know what to do but drown.
tags: @drysdalesv @nicojackl0v3r
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sleepytownez · 2 months
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can i throw a crazysilly vox theory at you for your opinion? You don’t have to answer if it’s not ur jaaam! ok it goes like this: so val says to vox that alastor owes them more than money, + vox’s hmm erotiiiic obsession with alastor, + alastor being ace, + vox’s nerd vest, (+some personal aroace experience) = could part of vox’s beef with alastor be that vox might’ve been “nice guy” pals with alastor and expected/thought he was owed a relationship? and obviously alastor turned him down. but vox might’ve seen it as being a tease or playing really hard to get or alastor thinking he’s too good for vox or sex. and vox’s reaction to the rejection/denial came with a side dish of uhh conscious or unconscious aphobia (no hate on vox just hes in hell anyhow, and with val it wouldn’t be a huge shocker if he thought that way too, given, everything) and it feeds into his fixation? big leap of a silly theory but it crossed my mind ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Honestly I think it definitely could be. As someone who is also aroace, I've had people that when I said no to them, they immediately thought I was lying or that I was seeing someone else/they hadn't tried hard enough.
It's definitely common for people to do that, that they deserve something.
As for Vox? I honestly think right now it could go either way, we still don't have to much info on how they were back then or even how Vox was back then. However I do agree I think there definitely was some amount of romantic feelings coming from Vox at the the very least.
If we were to go down the rabbit hole here with this line of thought, I think it would probably be accidental? Aphobia from Vox considering when the two died, and I mean it's pretty much canon Alastor doesn't even know what aroace is considering when he died and him not getting Rosies joke.
Vox I'd say in my opinion would be the type to expect a relationship, more than the idea that it's something owed to him (that's more of valentinos thing I bet) I feel like it would probably be Vox just getting ahead of himself, maybe thinking Alastor liked him back a.k.a: he fell in love with alastor so maybe he started interpreting normal stuff the wrong way (ive had this happen irl) , and just couldn't accept that he didn't because he was so up in his head about it?
Vox keeps up with the trends so I would bet he probably knows what aroace is by now but considering that Alastor doesn't know....there's like a very funny possibility that Vox STILL doesn't know that alastor is aroace, which to me is sorta hilarious and pathetic at the same time.
Now IF HE EVER FIGURED IT OUT? I don't think he'd respect it honestly. He's way too obsessed with alastor, again I've seen people be supportive of aroace people until it's someone they liked. Vox seems like that type of guy honestly.
It's a pretty cool theory/idea, It was fun to think about!
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yanderepuck · 6 months
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Kinktober Day 11
WELCOME BACK SLUTS. It's that time of the year you've been looking forward to. As always, Kinktober is hosted by your local Napoleon simp @xxsycamore
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Day 11 - Frottage | Accidental Stimulation
There's not much worse than accidentally getting horny in public, and when Arthur is around that seems to happen a lot.
He loves to tease you when you're out but sometimes he goes a little far and you don't like to admit it when you're out.
He can be a gentleman when he wants, but he can make just about anything sexual.
The thing he does the most is when you are in a crowd, he will stay close to you and grab your ass. No one is going to notice. But it's not a brush, it's a nice firm squeeze. You've come to expect it now and are ready for it, but it does still make you jump.
You will never take him clothes shopping with you again after today. You tried on a dress and wanted him to see it. Arthur came over to your changing room and you did a little spin for him.
"You look beautiful in that."
You turned around to look at the mirror in the room. "You really like it?"
"Of course I do," he came up behind you and pushed your hair to one side, wrapping his arm around your waist. "You're always so beautiful," he kisses your neck. "I would love to see it on my floor~"
You got red, and you have to bite your tongue to hold back a moan. He knew just how to touch you and exactly what to say.
"Stop that!" You try shooing him away, but you really wanted him to keep going. "Can you pull the zipper down for me," you huff slightly.
He chuckles, loving to see you frustrated. He does as you ask. "There you go, love," he brushes his fingers against your bare skin on your back.
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And now you decide to go to a cafe with him. Youve been out with him all day and you can't take the teasing much more. You ordered a few desserts you wanted to try since Arthur said he would split them with you.
"Mmm, this pie is really good," you take another bite of a chocolate cream pie.
"I bet it would taste better in your mouth," Arthur reached over and using his thumb, wiped whipped cream off of your lips.
You watch him, flustered. You feel your cheeks getting warm.
"Aw don't be embarrassed. Let me feed it to you."
He picks up his fork, gets a piece of pie on it, and holds it in front of your mouth. "Open up~"
He smiles and you eat the piece of pie. You start to think that he's just a romantic who goes a little too far.. until..
"Good girl. You listen well. I hope you'll do that again later," he winks at you and eats a piece of the pie himself.
You get even more flustered and almost want to spit out the pie, but oh my...
You can't help but imagine him ordering you around, telling you want to do. You would listen to him without a second thought. You wanted to take your eyes off him but you couldn't. Why does he have to be so irresistible?
You squeezed your legs together and didn't dare say anything in response.
With Arthur being Arthur he can tell that your demeanor changed. "Aww, did I get you worked up, love? That's something we can easily fix when we get back home."
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lillianastuff · 1 year
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so price has had a good day and you're gonna make it even better, wink wink, you've put on lingerie of something
Lingerie | Captain John Price x Reader
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Warnings; teasing, grinding, fluffy.
Captain Price Masterlist.
CoD Masterlist.
Fandom Masterlist.
An: Here you go anon! Hope this is what you kinda wanted, it's didn't go into smut but I might make a second part where it does 👀 also sorry its short!
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You could tell he was having a good day before he even got home, the texts he sent you, compliments with out even seeing you this day, just "morning gorgeous, bet you look so pretty right now." and "want this to be over so I can see my beautiful girl."
That's how it was the whole day, hearts, compliments, voice mails, everything. He had even sent you over some beautiful red roses because "I know my girl misses me, got to my you happy with something I know you love."
You wanted to make it better, it always makes you happy seeing your man with a smile on his handsome face. So you get to it, cooking up a delicious meal for him, steak, potatoes, carrots, and of course some whiskey. Price loves to have a glass of alcohol when he comes home, and you know his favorites. He'll be there in thirty or so minutes, he sent a quick "Just got done with everything, m'ready to see you again, sweetheart. Missed you so much today."
With a giggle you quickly head into the bedroom, sliding on the emerald green lingerie you bought that morning. You run your hands down your own body, checking yourself out in the mirror, the green lace covering your body. You try not to get attached to the set, Price adores getting to rip things off you, so you know that's what's gonna happen tonight.
When price does open the door he didn't expect it, at all- he though his pretty girl would be exhausted and laying on the couch, but he finds you setting plates down on the table in the kitchen, seeing you made all the blood in him rush down to his cock, the tint in his pants becoming more prominent.
"Whats this all for?" He slid his arms around your waist, his beard scraping your neck slightly.
"Just wanted to make your day even better, love."
"You always make it better doll."
His mouth waters seeing the food and you smirk, dragging him to the chair and sitting him down. You straddle his lap, grabbing the plate and you bring the fork full of food to his plump lips.
He hums, taking it in his mouth before groaning, taking a second to chew and swallow the food before speaking, his hands resting on your hips. "Now that, is amazing sweetheart. Look at you darling, making me a lovely, delicious dinner. I'm such a lucky man, having a beautiful girl to do this and feed me in my lap, sitting pretty in that sexy lingerie."
Blush spreads across your face, a smile creeping up and you kiss his nose. "Anything for you my dear."
That's how it was for the night, you on his lap, soft music playing from the speaker on the counter, you in his lap, feeding him dinner. His hands drag across every inch of your body, grabbing and groping the soft flesh, his thumb tracing the lace design on your hips, his hands running down the curve of your back.
Grinding starts after dinner, he surprisingly doesn't rip up the lingerie and devour you for desert. No, instead Price sticks to rocking your hips against his crotch, grinding up into you. Even just this light touching is enough to make you moan and whine.
"Come on sweetheart, let's get you to the couch where we can continue this. So good for me, Good girl..made this night even better, thank you so much, honeybee."
That made your night better, hearing his praise, his gratitude, his thanks. Fuck you love this man, and he will argue with you to the moon that he, Captain Price, loves you more.
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not-poignant · 1 month
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Sending some questions rom the fic meme, 20, 21 and/or 25 about Palmarosa? Ty
20. What is something you wish more people noticed about this fic?
The tag that says: this is NOT canon compliant. The author's note that says this is isn't canon compliant and adds: "D&D purists enter at your peril." It's always always that I wish the purists would notice that the story is not and is not pretending to be canon compliant.
That. I wish more people noticed that about the fic. The folks who go into FR lore and go 'I bet the author's doing this' and it's like 'I've never heard of that.' Or the folks who are like 'Mephistopheles should be red' and it's like well he has a canonical blue counterpart and also I don't care.
And secondly it's like, I feel like folks set themselves up for disappointment if they miss the tags. I've only ever played one campaign of D&D and it didn't touch Avernus. All I know about vampire spawn and devils comes from BG3 and patchily maintained Wikis. And while I have done a lot of research, I think anyone could say pretty clearly that you can spend a lot of time doing research and still not know a very great deal indeed if you've only ever had limited experience in the world and haven't paid for the canonical materials.
Like I cannot tell you how many people go 'I bet you're doing this because of (X lore I've literally never even heard of)' and it's like anon, I don't even know how to read, I don't go here, blease I beg of you, notice the tags/author's notes.
Folks who expect little cool tricks based off hidden lore in Forbidden Realms canon are going to be extremely disappointed if that's something they're invested in. Like, no. This is a character-driven story where I'm making stuff up that suits the story and the characters. Some stuff is taken from lore, some stuff is invented lore, it's 'whatever works.'
21. What is something you didn't expect people to notice or gravitate towards in this fic?
I didn't actually expect so many people to gravitate towards thinking that Raphael is always jealous when he's punishing or hurting Astarion. That was kind of odd to me, because I don't really think that's how his mind works.
Like I do think he's possessive, but that to me is different. And I think he's possessive because he's Lawful Evil and has a contract with Astarion, so anyone who acts as though they have power over Astarion and the contract, is therefore acting as though they have power over Raphael, which makes him furious. And I do sort of see how people turn that into 'oh he's jealous because Astarion is his' but it's like well, no, it's not really about Astarion as a person at all. It's about the principle of the contract and the threat to his seat of power which is - as we've seen - a threat to his life.
Likewise, he doesn't hurt Astarion or whip Astarion because he's jealous or for any kind of 'relationship' reason, but because he's been lacking in souls, he's weaker than he used to be, he's used to feeding a much broader sadistic appetite, and Astarion was weak and Astarion was there and I suspect he knew and found it very appealing that Astarion would feel betrayed after he'd done a good job and he thought that would lead to better sadistic satisfaction than tormenting someone like Fhaeleb (and he'd be right, as I said in my author's notes, Astarion suffers very prettily).
I guess I'm always kind of surprised how many people folks try to (in retrospect very understandably) attribute predictable human motives to Raphael's actions. Some of his actions are predictable, especially in the context of him being a sadist. But what I find the most fun about writing him, is that his motives are different by and large to many of us.
His core focus is always attaining more power and more souls, and also feeding via sadism, and he will do other things! We know he enjoys other things in life that seem a lot more 'human' and have very little to do with directly attaining power or torturing people, but I also think he's living his best life when he's kind of doing all of it at the same time, lmao, like watching a pornographic play while debauching Astarion, who is both into it and not into it, which creates a low-key delicious anguish that I think Raphael is very into, on the way to getting even more things that he wants, lol.
He's not falling in love with Astarion, although I do also - on the flipside - think he's a bit more human than some people think he is (since killed and resurrected - I've said he's lost his pit fiend form which means now he really is 50% human again), but that'll be talked about in the next chapter.
But it is really interesting watching people kind of like... try and find ways that Raphael works that aligns with what they know of people they've met. And while there is logic to his actions, it's not 'I'm attracted to Astarion so I'm jealous of anyone else touching him' logic. Possession can look a lot like jealousy, but to me they're two different things!
(It's very interesting watching folks either ascribe wholly human motives to all his actions or alternatively, wholly evil and manipulative motives to all his actions, in a very black and white kind of way. I think we see enough of him in the canon to realise that it's not that simple, for a start he's definitely got his own internal ethical compass, and he's also a horrendously sadistic torturer - enough that it goes against canon to have him not be worse to Astarion, which is where the fic is actually most not canon complaint tbh, and I killed him and resurrected him into a weaker form to justify that lmao - and he's just... Imho, to me he resists 'he's doing this' quantification in that he's doing about 10 different things, and some of those things contradict each other, because he's going through a rough time right now. So anyone who's like 'he's doing this one thing' is like... I mean maybe, but he's got these 9 other things going on. But sometimes he's also just not doing that thing at all. Like Raphael is not jealous of Temter, but he certainly finds Temter and amusing sore spot to keep pressing on to make Astarion twist on the hook).
25. Is there anything you would change now about this fic? Why or why not?
Oh definitely not. So far it's going how I'm wanting it to go (considering it has no plan!) :D Idk I'm enjoying writing it, and I don't like to go back and change things once I've committed to them, so it's rare that I actually even consider thoughts like that? I'm not that kind of writer where I go back and think like 'oh I should have done this' or 'I should have done that.'
I'm writing a serial, if there's stuff I think I should have done, I can usually find a way to introduce it later
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crockettmarcel · 5 days
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please share your sarah reese thoughts 👀
okay so first of all i'm going insane about this
but also to dive deeper into it, I'm also thinking about how sarah's parents would have affected her confidence in her own ability to parent. her father left when she was seven and she didn't hear from him for twenty years, then when they finally reconnected he turned out to be a serial killer, and her mom? well
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like damn! no wonder she doesn't think she'd be a good mom
also this comes to mind, and it makes me wonder if it's an excuse she heard time and again from her mom that she eventually started to internalise
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what's the betting her mom said that to her again and again after her dad left to explain away her own shitty parenting skills. "I'm on my own Sarah. How am I supposed to do it all?" or maybe it was when sarah was older and tried to talk to her mom about how she treated her as a child. "Your father left us, Sarah. Did you really expect me to be able to do it all?"
like yeah absolutely, being a single parent isn't easy, but there are other people with less money than sarah's mom that do a better job of it. based on what i can find, sarah's mom would have been making bank, even without working 90 hour weeks, so she most likely could have afforded to work less and spend time with sarah instead
also this is just a headcanon but i think sarah had at least one nanny growing up, which again, feeds into the "how is anybody supposed to do it all?" because her mom didn't do it all. she had to hire someone to do most of it for her (also not shaming people that have nannies but. i am shaming sarah's mom. fuck her fr)
anyway. this is all because @lumalite sent me a tiktok about a cryptic pregnancy and captioned it "sarah and crockett" so. this is on him for causing the brain rot
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