#I like the thought of the brothers carrying various types

[thatasadbitch]

𖧷 𝒪𝓁ℴ'ℰ𝓎𝓀𝓉𝒶𝓃 𖧷

𝒩ℯ𝓉ℯ𝓎𝒶𝓂 𝓍 𝒻ℯ𝓂!𝒩𝒶'𝓋𝒾!𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔: this is +18, it contains unprotected sex, breeding kink and fingering. if you don't like it generally just don't read it. the characters are both in their 20s.

𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓃𝓉: 1.5k

𝓇ℯ𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓈𝓉: hiiii , So this is my first time requesting anything so , Idk really what to say 😭 but um can you please write a smut with either neteyam or tsu’tey with breeding kinks 😭 Like they are olo’eyktan trying to make a like an heir , pretty please 🫶🏻

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Neteyam and I had already been partners for some time, when he was proclaimed olo'eyktan and thus head of the omatikaya clan.

After all he was the eldest son of the previous clan chief Jake Sully, the toruk Makto had had to leave the clan some time ago due to various problems with the Sky People and Neteyam being that he does not have five fingers like his three brothers, he would in no way case conspicuous and thus remained to protect his clan as an excellent Olo'eyktan.

But this has now happened months ago, things had relaxed over time and even if not completely, every so often there were expeditions to annihilate some half-human who had gone too far into the forest, but other than that, everything had reconciled back to a sort of normality.

On the other hand, Neteyam is perfect for the role that has been assigned to him and everyone is convinced of it, the only thing that makes someone whisper is still the lack of a son, an heir to whom the position of clan chief would pass.

In reality this doesn't bother us that much the fact of not having had children yet is a decision shared by both perhaps still too young to really think about it, and among other things, as warriors which we both are and things happened not like this a long time ago it was definitely not the best time for me to get pregnant.

But now things had calmed down and inside Neteyam's head, this thought couldn't stop haunting him relentlessly, only the image of his partner carrying his child made him wince with excitement, a kind of excitement that it clouded his mind and made him hard as a rock and that he probably wouldn't be able to suppress those instincts much longer.

I was hunting, my ears were focused on the sounds of the forest and especially on the movements of my prey.

Until another type of noise makes my ears spin, and makes my prey run away, i hiss in frustration and turn around to find my partner watching me from not too far away "how loud are you, you missed dinner?" I say looking at his proud smile "I've been here for a while actually, I had to ask you something, but looking at you was definitely better" I blush and slapped his arm lightly "What did you have to ask me?" I ask looking at his eyes become suddenly more serious and I hear him sigh "I wanted you to give me an opinion on my plan of attack, what I thought I'd do in a week or so" I nod and together we head towards the tree house, more precisely to our hut where Neteyam keeps his ' notes ' for battles etc... I take the map in my hand and start reading the sketched notes on the paper.

The thing I don't know is that while I'm blabbering about some changes Neteyam looks at my figure not hearing what I'm saying at all, the only thing he thinks about again is wanting to cum inside me so many times as to fill my limbs and especially to fill my belly with his puppies.

His eyes are misty with a dark mist as he watches my hips move along with my ass occasionally as I speak, waist narrow and back perfectly arched on the table "you know maybe you should put some more warriors on the Ikran-" is the only sentence that he feels the slightest and that I don't even finish because I feel his big warm and tight hands on my hips with his pelvis against my perfect ass to make his hard cock feel against me.

I initially jump in surprise but it doesn't take long for a smug smile to form on my face.

I feel him move my hair to the side and lower on my body, attaching his chest to my back and his lips to the most sensitive points of my neck licking, biting and sucking them, in response I inadvertently start to move my hips against him, which he hisses biting the soft skin of my neck with more ardor and making me gasp in his arms.

His hand runs up my thighs and then reaches my butt squeezing it gently, but his hand continues to flow, pretending it doesn't reach my intimacy, already dripping for him.

He caresses it a little teasing me by touching the clitoris without ever really applying pressure "Neteyam..." my voice is needy "what's up baby... what do you want?" he asks whispering hoarsely into my ear only making me more aroused and more obviously rubbing against him.

"I want you" I see him take his braid and connect it with mine making my pulse increase for the idyllic sensation "where do you want me baby?...talk and I can give you what you want" his fingers definitively remove my thong before making room between my wet walls, making me moan copiously between his hands, his fingers touch the spongy and most sensitive points inside me and rub my clitoris, and making me water slightly with pleasure "Neteyam…inside me…I want you inside me” at my gasping and disconnected words I feel his heart racing and a rush of excitement disperse throughout my body.

He turns me around making me sit on the table finding the imminent need to kiss me roughly and passionately, bringing my pelvis closer to him as he takes off his thong.

Finally showing me his rock hard cock at my entrance, so horny that I already have some pre-cum coming out of the tip of him wetting him.

He looks into my eyes as if asking for the permission he already has, and as he thrusts himself all the way into me two moans come out of both of our lips, he holds my hips as my legs are locked around his waist.

He rests his forehead against mine, thrusting hard into me relentlessly.

Letting a few noises of pleasure escape my lips and his growls and husky sighs kissing my ears.

One thought kept nagging Neteyam making him frown, he wants to come inside me fill me with his cum and his sons, his eyes were again foggy like his mind but those thoughts make his cock jerk inside me making me moan stronger and stronger, another thing that turns him on more and more, making him empty his mind to the point of not worrying about anything but getting me pregnant tonight, for the world to come he wants to see me full of him and his children tonight.

A loud moan escapes his lips and his hands move up my legs to move them over his shoulders and reach all the way down, letting his cock kiss my cervix and my G-spot so many times it makes me cry again for the frustrating pressure building in my lower belly more and more from my imminent orgasm that will soon overwhelm me “you have to come with me baby ok? " my walls are already starting to squeeze against him " are you doing it? For me” I nod slightly and he gives me soft “Atta Girl” praise.

When his thrusts get stronger and more frantic, I understand that he too wants to come, but this time he doesn't pull himself out of me, he pushes inside me harder and harder.

And without warning we both come, he cums inside me profusely it seems to never end, my walls squeezing him inside me making him moan loudly and making me enjoy such a beautiful sound.

Soon his forehead is back on mine and our gasping breaths mix, letting his lips kiss me softly, feeling his hand reach my lower belly swollen with his cum.

A small smile forms on his lips, a mischievous and sly smile "What are you laughing at" I ask letting my legs fall from his shoulders and stopping them at his waist "I'm just happy" he says kissing me other times letting out a few purrs that they make my chest tremble, I caress his cheeks looking into his eyes letting one cheek rest on my hand to let himself be caressed “nga yawne lu oer” (I love you) I say letting a small smile escape his tired face “nga yawne lu oer, more than everything else in the world” he continues positioning himself next to me starting to prepare the post-sex cures and making sure that I don't lose any drop of his semen.

He places me on our bed, and lies down next to me laying me down on his chest letting his purr, his quiet breathing and his heartbeat lull me into a peaceful sleep.

His hands playing with my hair and sleep making its way towards me "rest baby" he kisses my temple making me purr, but I don't let him get away and I finally fall asleep in his arms .

#avatar #avatar x oc #avatar x reader #na’vi oc #na’vi x reader #neteyam #neteyam x reader #request #neteyam x oc #neteyam smut #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam sully #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x you #smut

[sharkboywrites]

Can you do twst vice wardens (pls replace lilia with silver and ortho with ace) with a male reader that has a habit of not telling people about his various health problems. He has a whole iron deficiency and doesn’t tell anyone until he passes out in the middle of the hallway.

In the middle of a conversation he'll just drop an "Oh, my headaches going down" "you have a headache?" And such.

Thankyou!

"You what?!"

A/N: Hiii so sorry it keeps taking me forever to get to requests. I've been gone for a good amount of the summer on trips and stuff. I'm also dealing with some personal things. I made post about it, but for whatever reason it hasn't been seen. Anyways this request is so me, I'm either bothering people about my problems or literally never telling them to the point where it's concerning. I don't really talk about it but I do have some physical heath problems, so this feels nice for me to write.

Male reader, he/him pronouns used, author put his own health issues in just because, headaches, low iron, knee problems, heart problems.

Trey Clover

Trey is a very attentive older brother type, it would be very hard to hide something being wrong from him

But somehow you did

After all, with low iron, you never really know somethings wrong until you stand up

The two of you were relaxing after a lot of baking

Knowing there was an unbirthday party coming up, you decided to help him out

Unfortunately, you did over exert yourself quite a bit

You definitely felt off, but you decided it was fine and that it would probably go away

while the two of you were sitting down and talking, drinking some water, the timer went off

You went to get up and take the treats out of the oven when

uh oh

for a bit your head felt fuzzy, and you went down

To say Trey freaked out was an understatement

He really thought that you died for a minute

after getting you up and sitting you back down in your chair, he got the treats out of the oven himself

Once everything was settled and he made sure you were okay, you got a very lengthy lecture about taking care of yourself and telling people when you don't feel well

After this he gets very protective over you, constantly checking that you're okay and if you need anything

great job, you've activated the "big brother" part of Trey

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie could probably sense that something was wrong with you

Was he going to address it if you didn't say anything? no.

Listen, it's not that he doesn't care about you, it's just that he doesn't want to make extra work for himself

But don't worry, he ends up regretting that decision

When you're laying on your desk in pain

He stops and doesn't know what to do for a hot minute

And then he's off

He's running around the school trying to get what might help you

Water, food, pain meds

You want it? He's on his way to get it

He feels really bad about it later, please assure him

he'll get mad at you if you admit that it's common for you to never actually teel people you're in pain

He's also paranoid from now on

He'll constantly carry ibuprofen on him just in case and is very vigilant of your body language

he's worried about you

Don't scare him like that again please he can't take it

Jade Leech

It was really just a normal day

going to classes, trying to stay awake during lessons, and getting pestered by at least one of the eel twins

While having a nice talk with jade, something started to feel off

your chest felt weird

It didn't hurt per say, but it felt like it was racing

Having heart issues, you immediately knew what was wrong

Jade watched with a curious look as you took your water bottle and took a drink

He questioned if you were alright, and you told him what was wrong

With a calm look on his face, he immediately takes action

Your brought back to the mostro lounge and told to wait patiently as Jade disappeared for a few minutes

He later came back with a small meal for you and more water

He assured you that it had plenty of salt in it to help your heart's hard work and told you to take it easy

Now that he's aware of your situation, he's extra attentive

He may know somethings wrong before you do at this rate

And don't worry, he never doubts you or thinks you're dramatic if you ever tell him somethin may be wrong

Also has liquid i.v ready if you ever need it

He's now the number one person to go to when you're having issues

Jamil Viper

Parties can be overstimulating

So it's unfortunate that Kalim throws one almost every day

After an hour or two, Jamil thankfully found a less crazy sport for the two of you to sit

The two of you talked for a bit, enjoying the upbeat atmosphere

Halfway through talking, your head started to feel fuzzy, but you decided to brush it off and that it would probably go away eventually

Then Kalim called the two of you over

You couldn't figure out what he wanted you for, but the two of you got up anyway

When you stood up, the fuzziness in your head hit ten times harder, and you went down

Thankfully Jamil, with his quick reflexes, was able to catch you just in time

after assuring you were okay, albeit a bit panicked, you admitted you knew something was wrong, but decided to not say anything

And that's the story of how you got scolded by Jamil about taking care of yourself and telling people when something was wrong

He's much more on edge when the two of you spend time together from now on

He's constantly pestering you about how you feel, while trying (failing) to hide his genuine concern

Don't tease him about it, please

Rook Hunt

Lets be honest now, did you really think you could hide something from Rook?

Getting it away from trey? believable. Rook? Absolutely not

He is vigilant, nothing gets past him

Nothing

Even when you think he's not around, he is watching and he will know something is wrong

And the second he realizes your head hurts, he is all over you

Like showering you in concern and affection 24/7

if you were planning on keeping it from him, too bad

He's not giving you the chance

Really, he's treating you like royalty

You're in bed all day, dim lights, water, and any snacks you want

And he's not taking no for an answer

he's an extravagant man, what else were you expecting?

And from now on, he'll constantly be checking up on you

In the most dramatic way possible

He'll gently grab your shoulders and ask if you're okay

And if you aren't he'll grab your hands and with the most dramatic display, be so distressed for you and also praise you for being "so brave"

Such a dramatic man, really, but a dramatic man who's worried for you

Ace Trappola

Joining basketball with the boys sounds like so much fun, right?

Right???

Not really

Especially not when you've got a whole lotta knee pain

But it's alright, just power through it, as most people say

However most people don't realize that that's a bad idea

And unfortunately, you are most people

Forgetting your knee braces sure is unfortunate, although you thought it would be fine

It was not

Especially not when Ace decided to pull an "ankle breaker" on you

And it did just that

But with your knee caps

Listen, Ace may be a total jerk, but hearing a loud pop and then seeing you collapse...

He couldn't help but feel at least a little bad

But limping over to the bench you assured him that you were okay

Once sitting down, you took a deep breath and

another pop

And right back into place

And now you terrify him

This is something you can hold over his head at the slightest moment he starts to be a brat

Him doing the regular teasing? "Remember when you popped my kneecap out of place?"

Don't ever let him live this down

Silver

Unlike other characters on this list, it is so easy to keep something from Silver

It's not that he doesn't care, he's just very tired

But once he fins out that you've had a massive migraine this whole time, he feels so bad

he offers to get you anything you need

And once you're all settled, he looks so guilty

He may start to wallow if you don't stop him

Please stop him

Please assure him that it's not his fault

He really feels bad for not noticing earlier

Afterwards, he makes it clear that you need to tell him when you don't feel good

He also tries to be a lot more attentive from now on

He just feels so bad

This is where you both decided to work on communication skills

From now on, please tell him when you feel bad

he's worried for you :(

I'm finally back yaaay, but I took forever on this. i procrastinate so bad I'm sorry. I threw in my own physical problems too, hope y'all don't mind. ty for reading and gave a nice day :)

#male reader #sharkboywrites #mlm #mlm blog #twst #twst x male reader #twst x reader #twst fanfic #trey x reader #ruggie x reader #jade x reader #jamil x reader #rook x reader #ace x reader #silver x reader #trey x male reader #ruggie x male reader #jade x male reader #jamil x male reader #rook x male reader #ace x male reader #ace trappola x male reader #silver x male reader

[fangirlingfromdownunder]

In-Air Comfort

Summary - You comfort Dean through his fear of flying.

Pairing - Dean Winchester x Reader, Reader x OC Andre (platonic)

Warnings - minor swearing, fluff, mention of alcohol

Word Count: 1,167

Series Masterlist | Masterlist

A/N - G’day guys, I just wanna start by thanking you for all the likes, reblogs and follows since my last post, I really appreciate it. I hope you like this one too.  

Sam had taken off across the country in the Impala leaving you and Dean stranded in Chicago. You don’t know when he left, but when you woke up that morning all his stuff was gone along with Dean’s beloved Baby. 

You had spent the last half hour trying to calm down your boyfriend, and reassure him that his brother and his car would be ok. When he finally settled down he called up the telco company while typing away on your laptop trying to get Sam’s GPS location. A few minutes later he hangs up and calls out for you. “He’s in Tampa, Florida. We’re gonna have to hot wire a car, start packing while I do that.”

“You know how long it’s gonna take to drive to Tampa? Why don’t we fly, he’s got Baby there so no point in having two cars anyway.”

“Fly? No thanks. Who cares about having two cars, I’ll just leave the other one in Tampa when I get my best girl back.”

“Your best girl? I thought I was your best girl?” You stroll over to your and Dean’s bed and take your laptop from Dean, searching for flights to Tampa. “There’s a flight in two hours and we can get two seats next to each other. I’m gonna book it. Sam could go anywhere by the time we drive there, this way we have a better chance of catching up with him.”

“I’m not flying, Y/N.”

You can feel his body tensing beside you, so you put the laptop aside and crawl into your boyfriend’s lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and peck his nose. “Ok, spill it, handsome. What’s so bad about spending a few hours on a plane next to me?” 

He sighs as he wraps his arms around your waist and hides his face in the crook of your neck.

“Come on, baby, use your words. Something’s up and it’s more than just Sam disappearing in your car.” You kiss the top of his head and run your hands through his hair. When he continues to stay silent, you say, “wait! Are you scared of flying, baby? My big strong warrior is afraid of spending a few hours in a big metal bird?”

He sheepishly nods, his head still against your neck.

“It’s ok, baby. I’ll be right there beside you holding your hand the entire time. You can squeeze my hand and cuddle me as much as you want. We could even join the mile-high club if you want,” you say with a smirk, even though he’s not looking at you. After that comment though he places a kiss on your neck as he slowly pulls back.

“If that’s on offer then I may have to overcome my fear.”

“Does that mean I can book the flight and we can go get Sam and Baby back?”

He kisses you and nods his head reluctantly, you kiss him back before reaching behind you for your laptop to book the seats. Once your tickets are secured you kiss your boyfriend one last time before getting up to finish packing up and ordering a ride to the airport. When you are almost done Dean drops a heavy duffle on your bed. “What do you suppose you do with these, my frequent flier?”

“I have my contacts.”

“You do realise this bag is full of knives, guns and various other weapons?”

“I know. Just trust me.”

“Fine, but if we get kicked off the plane then just know that you will never get me in an airport again.”

You saunter over to your panicking boyfriend hugging him tightly, “have a little faith in your girl, would ya, Winchester.”

He just shakes his head and chuckles, kissing you as you hear a horn outside, “that’ll be our ride, handsome.” He pulls away and takes your hand in his, carrying his duffles over his other shoulder. He carefully loads your bags into the trunk of the black SUV you ordered, but when he comes back around the side of the car he catches you hugging the driver who is dressed in a flight attendant outfit. Dean clears his throat loudly causing you to pull away.

“Dean, this is my old hunting partner, Andre. Andre, this is my boyfriend Dean.” You walk over to your boyfriend and reassuringly squeeze his hand. “Andre’s a flight attendant now; he helps fellow hunters get around the country. So, yeah, I told ya I had it all under control.”

Dean just nods, eyeing off the slightly shorter, leaner man. “Alright, that’s quite enough overprotective jealousy from you,” you say glaring up at your boyfriend, “Andre has a boyfriend. Speaking of how is Romeo?” you ask Andre.

“He’s amazing as ever. I told him about hunting. It was rough after that but once I assured him I’m not in the big leagues anymore he calmed down. He still isn’t exactly happy about me doing this part either though.”

“He’s just being protective. He loves you. This one can be the same at times,” you squeeze Dean’s hand again, smirking. “Now come on, we better get a move on before we miss our flight.”

You hop in the back of the SUV with Dean as Andre jumps back in the driver's seat. You notice a smug smile on Dean’s lips when you opt to sit with him instead of riding shotgun with your friend. Seeing this, you lean into him and whisper, “you really have nothing to worry about, I love you.”

After not too long you pull up in the staff car park around the back of the airport. You and Dean take a duffle each and Andre takes your arsenal. Andre walks through the back entrance after pointing you in the direction of the passenger’s check-in. 

You make your way through check-in and security almost without a hitch, until Dean gets the secondary pat down thanks to his nervous demeanour. You poke fun at him, earning yourself a pat down as well. But thanks to Andre there’s nothing on your bodies to find. The security guards let you go and grab your luggage to make your way to your gate. You still have 20 minutes to boarding so you stop by a cafe and get your caffeine fix and a sandwich for Dean, knowing his hanger would set in if he didn’t eat soon. When you return to the gate with the coffee and sandwich he thanks you and offers you a bite of the sandwich which you happily take, before letting him finish the rest himself. 

It’s not long before you are boarding and getting comfortable in your allocated seats, you let Dean have the first choice. He opts for the aisle so he could get up and walk around if he needed to, which you are glad about because you wanted the window anyway, not that you planned to pay much attention to anything besides the handsome man beside you. 

When the plane starts taxiing down the runway he grips your hand tight, while lowly humming a Metallica song. You squeeze back, reaching your other hand over to rest on his thigh. “I’m right here with you, baby. Just squeeze my hand.”

The flight continues smoothly, Dean’s hand never leaving yours. Eventually, you even rest your head on his shoulder, sporadically kissing his neck, to provide more comfort and distraction. Once the wheels are on the ground in Tampa he leans over and kisses your lips. 

“Thank you for not making fun of me,” he says against your lips.

“Hey, never. Everyone’s scared of something, there’s no use making you feel worse. Plus, you always do the same for me.”

“I know I don’t say it as much as I should but I love you, sweetheart.”

“I understand why you don’t. It’s ok. You show me that you do every day. And anyway, I say it enough for the both of us.”

Once the plane’s completely stopped Dean stands up and grabs both of your bags from the overhead compartment, knowing you’d struggle to reach it. He takes both bags in one hand and your hand in the other, leading you out of the plane. 

“It’s officially over, you’re back on solid ground,” you say, squeezing your boyfriend’s hand. 

“Can we stick to driving from now on?”

“But how are you gonna take me to Bora Bora for our honeymoon then?” you joke. 

“We’ll take a ferry,” he says matter-of-factly, not arguing with the suggestion of a marriage in the future. This makes your heart flutter. 

You’ve always known that Dean isn’t the type to ever walk away from the good fight, but you’re okay with that, as long as keeps you by his side. You also know for all legal intents and purposes he is dead, but you figure that if you could be married by a certain angel it would mean so much more anyway. You haven’t shared these hopes with Dean yet though, of course. It’s not that you don’t trust him, you just don’t want to scare him off, plus you know he’d want to be the one to do the asking. 

The second you’re out of the airport gates you call Andre to get your bag back, Dean already calling Sam to get his car back. Unsurprisingly though, he doesn’t get a response. 

Andre meets you guys in the pickups section in another black SUV from the airport rental company. He drives you to the motel where Dean had last tracked Sam to. Dean lets out a deep sigh of relief when he sees Baby in one piece. Andre pulls up beside her and lets you both out. 

“I hope I hear from you again soon, let me know when you and your Boo are gonna tie the knot. Dean and I will be the first on the guest list.”

“For sure! The same goes for the two of you. Take care!” He drives off waving.

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A/N - Let me know if you want part 2 to find out about what's going on with Sam, and remember my inbox is always open for requests or even if you just wanna chat. Until next week, enjoy! 

#dean winchester x reader #dean x you #dean winchester #supernatural #spn #dean winchester fanfiction #dean winchester imagine #dean winchester fic #dean winchester fluff

[the-s1lly-corner]

A, B, D, G, H, K, and M for Slenderman pls 😍

Fluff Alphabet w/ Slenderman!

but with these letters :3!

A (Attraction)-

I'm still hooked on the idea that Slenderman is inherently curious, especially when it comes to humans. Sure he may find a lot of them a nuisance, but he can't help but look over them. Because of this I don't think Slenderman would have much of a type. Just don't be belligerent and really you're all set. Though... he has a soft spot for those who carry respect for nature, and have an interest in the supernatural. He doesn't get many people to talk about.. demon stuff with, you know- even if he ain't much of a talker it's nice to have a conversation or two on something that he can relate to/enjoy

B (Bonding)-

Usually bonding activities are domestic stuff; cleaning, reading together, normal everyday stuff. Which is a little funny considering who we're talking about. Slenderman doesn't have many hobbies, so he's more than willing to join in on whatever you have planned so long as it doesn't compromise his existence or home.

D (Dates)-

While I do HC that Slenderman can, if desired, make a sort of "human skin" disguise in my AU I feel he wouldn't be good at it thanks to. well. not really using it. Whole "there are some demons that can pretend to be people" thing, yk? That said, because of this dates are mostly confined to his woods

which is

fine, if that is something youre into. technology at his place is limited, due to his natural interferences with them. if you still have your own place, though, sometimes he'll come over. not much different, though

G (Gift giving)-

Loves collecting various things; stones, flowers, sometimes he presses plants into stuff to preserve them, makes jewelry sometimes with rocks he finds! mentioned somewhere that he refuses to gift you anything from a victim's corpse, thats a hard fat no, unless its something you need and you live with him 100% of the time (ex. meds, or something else) then that's the only time he bends the boundary

H (Harsh)-

speaking of boundaries, he really really REALLY doesnt like eating in front of other people since he literally. you know. dont ask, dont try to convince him, dont intrude, it will end up ugly

while hes not

unhinged, he can get angry; not that he would hurt you but rather he would isolate himself from you or even push you away out of the woods

very firm boundary

also no posting him, that ones kind of a given

tends to soften up after cooling down, though, especially if you're mortal. he's painfully aware that the time he has with you is limited and he'd much rather not waste it. apologizes for any mean behavior, but stays firm on his boundary

K (Kisses)-

very rarely does the thing where he rips his face open to reveal his mouth, and he doesnt really use it for kissing. tying back into the whole feeding thing he doesnt want to kiss you with the same thing thats used to consume humans

though, he does appreciate when you kiss him where his mouth would be

likes bumping his 'face' against your lips, forehead, and the backs of your hands

M (Marriage)-

he never really thought about it, but to be fair he didnt think he would ever have a partner at all. obviously, there wouldnt be a traditional ceremony or legally binding thing, but he might make a make shift ring and give it to you. due to slenderman being solitary there wouldnt really be any. wedding guests, and having your friends/family come over may also put him and them in danger

tough situation, really, but it is what it is

if you want him to, he will stage a wedding and set up a place in the woods, though

the proxies are good enough as guests, as are his brothers, right?

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #slenderman imagine #slenderman x reader #slenderman headcanons #slenderman x you

[otts-the-verminqueen]

SBG Headcanons!

I'm making this because it'll put some context into the first snippet fic that I'm going to be putting on here later today. These are all very random. There is no linear thought process to any of these. Lol.

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Ashlyn

Prefers hot coffee over iced coffee.

If someone scares her while she's asleep, she will kick them. (Pay attention to this one. Lol.)

Favorite fruit is apples. Mainly because they're easy to eat on the go. (She runs late a lot.)

She has accidentally shut her own braids in doors on multiple occasions, and each time she does, she thinks about cutting them off.

Aiden

He was always a night owl, even before the Savannah trip, but the trip and the phantom dimension have only worsened his already terrible sleeping habits.

He either hugs something in his sleep, or tosses and turns a lot. Has accidentally smacked and kicked people in his sleep before.

Has broken/sprained his legs/ankles multiple times in the past doing risky tricks, and despite this irritating Ben to no end, he still manages to convince Ben to carry him around so he doesn't have to use crutches.

He once tried to slide down the stairs in his house on his mattress. It did not end well.

Ben

Often drums his fingers/pen/pencil against whatever surface he can while he's listening to music.

When he's unsure of what to do in certain situations, he'll copy whatever Aiden does (as long as it isn't something risky).

Once hit Aiden in the face with a pillow so hard that he made Aiden's nose bleed. (Aiden drew on his face with a marker while he was asleep.)

He sleeps like a log and will not move once he's asleep. He once scared his aunt into thinking he was dead when he first started staying with them.

Logan

He has an interest in gene splicing, especially in plants and bugs.

He knows many different herbal remedies. And if given the chance, he will go on for hours about the best plants for herbal remedies of various sorts.

He loves hot tea, and is practically an expert at steeping the best hot tea.

He has no fear of spiders. He will go and pick them up and let them crawl on him, and he knows which types of spiders to avoid and which ones are okay to mess with. (He has saved spiders from Tyler, who tries to kill them on sight.)

Taylor

Loves tea, hot or cold, though drinks more iced tea because her brother doesn't like hot tea.

Hugs whatever is within reach when she sleeps.

Terrified of spiders. She screams if she sees one, and she has fainted when one touched her once.

She used to do a lot of birdwatching, and even has old notebooks that were full of notes on different birds she liked. She doesn't go birdwatching as often anymore.

Tyler

Similar to his sister, hugs whatever is closest when sleeping.

Hates hot tea, will only drink iced sweet tea.

Kills spiders on sight because of his sister's fear of them. (How dare they scare his sister?)

Doesn't mind snakes, and has even caught a few random wild snakes in the past. (Taylor does not like snakes very much and refuses to touch them.)

~~~

And that's all I've got for now. I may come back and do a ship headcanons post for my favorite ships eventually. For now, this is all there is.

#School Bus Graveyard #SBG #sbg (webtoon) #SBG Tyler #SBG Taylor #SBG Logan #SBG Ben #SBG Aiden #SBG Ashlyn #Headcanons

[collectiveclams]

Trying my best to figure out what these guys look like in my head before I go look at the fandom’s generalized designs for the characters.

A friend of my twin got us into the show and a week later we’re at season 8!

I definitely need to tweak Cole’s design a lot- I want him to have a more strongman build & revamp his entire face design. But at the very least I’m happy with getting his hair the way I want!

Kinda hard to see, but Zane’s got little screws for earrings! I honestly didn’t account for how much older the faceplate would make him look, I intended him to look way more boyish.

Rambling about my current HCs of the Ninja’s appearances below:

I’ve been having a bit of an trouble deciding what various flavor of Chinese & Japanese these dudes should be based on. Considering the show is based on a 2010s vague idea of “Asia” and carries traits of both Japanese & Chinese influence, I’m just going to use both. I don’t know what sorta general consensus the fandom has of their appearances bc I have barely interacted with the fandom, so if this violently contrasts with that then yippee I have original thoughts, I guess.

-Kai is Japanese. Kai, being vain and caring more about training than Jay for example, has a more aesthetic build that’s definitely form more than function. Like a natty powerlifter who’s not competing. I’m not sure what height he should be, but if he’s taller his muscle definition would appear smaller so I’ll have to keep that in mind.

- Nya has initially a more functional build- far less muscle definition than her brother. Not outwardly buff and doesn’t have pronounced muscles, but can fairly easily haul a 100lb hunk of metal from a scrap pile to her workbench. But after becoming the water ninja, her new training gives her more pronounced muscle definition. Initially shorter than Kai but grows taller as the show goes on.

- Cole is southern Chinese. He’s got a strongman heavy set build. I envision him as fairly short so his muscles can be a little more pronounced. If you stripped his muscle definition from his ninja training away, I still want him to look like one of assholes who haven’t worked out a day in their lives but still somehow looks jacked.

- Zane is what pops up when you look up “Chinese teen male stock photo” because he needs to look like The Most Generic person ever. No muscle definition at all on this dude. He’s a nindroid & so there’s no need to include muscle decision to show that he’s strong. He’s either average height or slightly on the shorter side bc gravity is a bitch and the taller make a humanoid robot, the more balance becomes a bitch to deal with. So average height or short Zane it is.

- Jay is Uyghur so I can get this dude his reddish-brown hair. Minor muscle definition. His isn’t for aesthetics like Kai, he’d rather do ninja training than do the types of sets & pushing to failure needed to achieve more pronounced muscle definition for aesthetic lifting. Jay needs to be shorter than Nya. He’s definitely taller than Cole but I need him to be just an inch shorter than Nya because that’s funny to me personally.

- Lloyd is Japanese. Solely because Oni come from Japan & I got spoilered that Gargamon is an Oni later. Lloyd is a stringy ass kid at first & has no muscle definition at all. During his Green Ninja training before the Travelers Tea, he’d be trained for efficiency & not for aesthetics with the deadline of him fighting his father possibly being around any corner. After Travelers Tea he likely kept his training to function over aesthetics and would share similar muscular definition to Jay & Nya. And he’s tall. His dad is tall as shit with 4 arms. I want this kid to go through the Worst gangly teen era anyones ever seen and only barely fit his form once he finishes growing.

Additional thoughts:

And as a big comic nerd who owns around 800+ comics (might be more around 1000 now?), hoo boy I have so many thoughts on Lloyd and Jay liking Starfarer. I cannot wait to make a fic that’s just Lloyd and Jay ganging up against Kai over some incredibly wrong take of the comic he absentmindedly said and trapping him in a 3 hour long conversation about frequent mischaracterization and mishandling of the characters in Starfarer & how what Kai said was wrong. I just need a fic of Jay and Lloyd talking to each other about their favorite runs of Starfarer and complaining about a tie-in/crossover comic that’s written particularly bad, or complaining how an author completely misunderstood Fitz Donnegan or complaining over an author change & etc. I just need to make a fic of these boys talking about average comic book fan things.

#ninjago #ninjago fanart #cole brookstone #zane julien #ninjago cole #ninjago zane #clam writes #calm art #i got about 30 plot bunnies at least for this show already and got twin who doesn’t care about spoilers to see if fics like the ones I was #thinking of existed. and apparently not?? so I guess I’ll have to post some prompts on here as well #bc my carpal tunnel won’t let me write whole fics but I sure can write out tiny little ideas #and there’s not any fics of zane turning into a human and dealing with the weird experience that is what it’s like to live in a human body?? #like I went on ff.net as well and tried to see if any were there but no??? there’s none?? I’m baffled.

[ohii-san]

UNKNOWN HOLY NIGHT AND NIGHTHEAD - PROLOGUE

( One day in November )

Tomoya: O~i, Hinata. I’m thinking of making some coffee, do you want some too? Look, there’s a note here that says you’re free to help yourself.

Hinata: Huh. Will you make mine too? Thanks, Tomo-kun!

Tomo-kun’s reeeally thoughtful, isn’t he~?

Usually I’m the older brother type and I never really thought anyone else would take care of me, but when I’m with Tomo-kun, I get really spoiled.

Tomoya: Ahaha, what’s that? You’re making a pretty big deal out of me making coffee.

When it comes to Ra*bits, Hajime usually makes the coffee for me, and it’s really good. So I wanted to try it for myself.

Well, I guess all you have to do is set up the cup of coffee and turn it on…

Okay, it’s brewed. Thanks for being patient; it’s hot though, so be careful! I can’t even joke about burning yourself before the performance…

Hinata: U~waaa ♪ Thank you!

Well, I’m still wondering when the actual performance is gonna be~

Tomoya: Yeah, for sure. This is the first time I’ve felt so pressured by work.

Hinata: Me too, me too. But it seems like it was some random trouble with the equipment, so it’s not like it was anyone’s fault.

Tomoya: But, waiting for so long is kinda exhausting… I don’t even really feel excited for work anymore.

Hinata: Nn~… I’ve been waiting for so long that I’m getting sleepy, but the sofa here’s too hard~

Tomoya: Hey, you're relaxing too much. If you lay down, your clothes will get all wrinkled, and your hair will come undone, won’t it~?

I went to the trouble of getting my hair and makeup done to look manly… Look, get up, get up!

Hinata: Ugh… Seems like Tomo-niichan’s actually kinda strict.

( Ping )

Tomoya: Nn? Was that your smartphone, Hinata?

Hinata: Mm~? Well well— Uu. Looks like it’s not me.

Tomoya: Ah, sorry, it was me. I’ve got a message on HoldHands.

Isn’t HoldHands for business? I wonder what it is.

Tomoya: Erm— “Contacting you regarding Shuffle Unit”…

Ahh. This is that inter-office P-Association project I’ve heard about.

Hinata: Woah! It’s finally Tomo-kun’s turn!

Tomoya: Yeah, yeah. Mitsuru and Nii-chan were already chosen for theirs, so I’ve been looking forward to mine~

It’s something where various idols form a temporary unit together and do a project that goes beyond the agency’s limits, right?

Hinata: Yeah, that’s what it looks like. C’mon, what is it this time? Show me!

Okay, now show me… Oh, looks good~ But it’s still not mine…

I’m really looking forward to forming a temporary unit with a bunch of different faces from the agencies.

Doesn’t it kinda remind you of back at Yumenosaki, with our seniors around? Back then, we also worked with lots of different people.

Tomoya: Now that you mention it… I’ve been taking on so much ES work lately that I forgot about that.

Hinata: We got to make lots of good friends through work… And it happened pretty often, too. So that’s why I’m looking forward to this, as well.

Tomoya: Personally, I prefer teams with members that get along… I'm no good at talking with people I don't know, it makes me really nervous. Especially if they’re my senior.

Hinata: Is that so? Well, communication can be carried out just with a smile, some gesturing, and those kinds of things!

Tomoya: You’re still as smart as ever. And you shine just as bright, too.

Tomoya: Ahh, that’s right. I forgot to check…! I need to look at it properly.

Hinata: Fufufu. I can’t help it when you look so gloomy, y’know.

Anyway, Tomo-kun. Who are the members of that Shuffle Unit after all? I’m pretty sure it’s written in that email.

Ehh, the members…

Tomoya: What?! Hajime?! And Himemiya, Harukawa, and Shiratori… Is this really real?!

It’s not a mistake or prank, right? Huh?!

Hinata: No way?! Really?!

Ahh, how per~fect! Look Tomo-kun, it’s a circle of friends! Actually, isn’t this kinda cheating?!

Tomoya: Yeah, yeah! I didn’t expect there to be so many friendly and easygoing faces!

Hehe… Actually, I was really a little worried~ I feel like if me and my seniors were put in the same room, I'd end up having to take care of them.

Tomoya: I doubt there’ll be any problems, I think we can work together to make this Shuffle project a success ♪

proofread by @misuzuh and @yume-fanfare for tomoya's dialogue !

#unknown holy night and nighthead #enstars translation #enstars translations #tomoya mashiro #hinata aoi #from the doctor's clipboard #enstars #ensemble stars #ensemble stars translation

[btsyeonu]

👣. !!: YEONU’S PROFILE & FACTS ‧₊˚

↺ 💌 ࣪ ˖ ∿ author’s note , @ the way i already have a whole love interest in mind for this man who is literally absolutely perfect 😍😍 i wanna see if anyone can guess who from the ‘ideal type’ desc lol but at the same time i also have somebody else in mind hmm, anyways enjoy!!

⊂ THE ✶ BASICS ⊃

╭・ฅ🕸﹕birth name - kim yeonu ( 김연우 ) !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕nicknames - korean hinata shouyo , prodi-g , international rizz master , prince of daejeon , hype boy , bangtan’s ace card , mr “he’s large but i’m in charge” , worldwide moneymaker guy , ceo kim !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕birth date - december 30th , 1995 !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕age - 29 ( korean age ) / 27 ( international age ) !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕zodiac sign - capricorn !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕birthplace - daejeon , south korea !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕hometown - yuseong-gu , daejeon , south korea !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕residence - gangnam-gu , seoul , south korea !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕nationality - south korean !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕ethnicity - south korean !

╰・ฅ🕸️ : languages - korean ( 100% – mother tongue ) , japanese ( 80% – fluent ) , english ( 40% – amateur ) , mandarin ( 40% – amateur ) , spanish ( 30% - learning ) , tagalog ( 10% – beginner ) , hindi ( 5% – beginner ) !

⊂ PHYSICAL ✶ TRAITS ⊃

╭・ฅ🕸﹕height - 5’5 ft | 165.1 cm !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕eye colour - black !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕natural hair colour - black !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕modifications - multiple ear piercings , nose piercing ( temporary ) , tattoos !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕blood type - o negative !

╰・ฅ🕸️ : faceclaim - lee jihoon a.k.a woozi ( seventeen ) !

⊂ CAREER ✶ INFO ⊃

╭・ฅ🕸﹕stage name - YeoniX !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕positions - lead rapper , main dancer , vocalist , face of the group , centre !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕representative emoji - 🦊 !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕debut date - june 13th , 2O13 !

╰・ฅ🕸️ : group - bangtan sonyeondan ; bts !

⊂ PERSONAL ✶ INFO ⊃

╭・ฅ🕸﹕mbti - enfj-t !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕family - mother , father , younger sister , younger brother !

﹕・ฅ🕸️﹕positive traits - receptive , reliable , passionate , altruistic , charismatic !

╰・ฅ🕸️ : negative traits - unrealistic , overly idealistic , condescending , intense , overly empathetic !

⊂ HIS ✶ TRIVIA ⊃

HE WAS BORN in yuseong-gu , DAEJEON , south korea.

HIS FAMILY CONSISTS OF: mother , FATHER , younger sister and a younger brother , BUT HE only regularly keeps IN TOUCH with his father.

EDUCATION: daejeon JUAN elementary SCHOOL ; daejeon OESAM middle SCHOOL ; korean ARTS high school ; global cyber UNIVERSITY.

he is TRANSGENDER ftm ( female to MALE ) and was OUTED against his WILL in 2O15 after a series of BABY photos ARISED of him looking ‘feminine’.

YEONU has always had a PASSION for making MUSIC ever since ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. he HAD his own little BAND that would often PLAY at TALENT SHOWS.

he was very POPULAR with the GIRLS in school BECAUSE of his IMMENSE musical talents and OUTGOING personality. he THINKS the boys didn’t LIKE HIM so much because of this.

he was easily SCOUTED by the BIG THREE and various AGENCIES after a VIDEO of him and his BAND playing at a TALENT show was uploaded online.

he CHOSE to go with BIGHIT for many REASONS. he wanted more CREATIVE FREEDOM with his music, he WANTED to be able to COMMUNICATE with management openly and he just LIKED the vision that BIGHIT had.

he was the SECOND member to join BIGHIT after NAMJOON. yeonu and namjoon have KNOWN each other the LONGEST out of all of the MEMBERS.

HOSEOK SAID yeonu drinks MILK at least twice a DAY. he thinks it WILL make him TALLER at some point and that YOONGI actively encourages this THOUGHT PROCESS. (14.09.16 VLIVE)

YEONU says the BODY PART he is most CONFIDENT about is his BICEPS.

he also states that one GOOD thing about his HEIGHT is that he can be CARRIED around by the OTHER MEMBERS all day. YEONU is actively the member who has to use his FEET the least to GET to PLACES because he has a PERSONAL CHAUFFEUR at ALL TIMES by his SIDE.

initially his MEMBERS did not know YEONU WAS TRANSGENDER until he was OUTED.

his FAVOURITE colour is RED & GREY.

when ASKED to rank the MOST ATTRACTIVE member, he said that PERSONALLY, namjoon was EXACTLY his type, but JEONGGUK comes at a CLOSE second. he thinks RM is the most ATTRACTIVE member in BANGTAN.

he is described as a ‘MUSICAL PRODIGY’ for his all roundedness in MUSIC. he can play many INSTRUMENTS, produce and COMPOSE songs, as well as WRITE lyrics etc.

he has 220 SONGS attributed to HIM as a SONGWRITER and a COMPOSER as of 2O23.

his FAVOURITE NUMBER is 10.

he is a GREAT COOK but doesn’t LIKE to do it often unless it’s for himself. ONE of his LOVE LANGUAGES is when he COOKS for someone to show his GRATITUDE.

he CHOREOGRAPHED the dance for NEWJEANS’S debut single ‘ATTENTION’.

HE SAID he often CHECKS his hashtag on X to see the type of content ARMY posts about him. (19.08.22 WEVERSE LIVE)

he was nicknamed ‘KOREAN HINATA SHOUYO’ for his INCREDIBLE ability to defy GRAVITY. he can JUMP the highest within BANGTAN.

he went to HIGH SCHOOL with JIMIN and TAEHYUNG. the three BOYS were said to be the ‘RADIATING TRIO’ amongst their PEERS.

YEONU’S BIRTHDAY is on the same day as TAEHYUNG’S. it was on THEIR REQUEST that the two always do JOINT lives for their BIRTHDAYS to celebrate with ARMY.

IN THE DORM, YEONU is in charge of keeping the TOILETS clean.

HOBBIES: working OUT, writing POETRY, learning to PLAY VARIOUS instruments, reading, GOING on WALKS.

he knew he WANTED to be a RAPPER after coming across hip hop duo OUTKAST. he has MANY of THEIR albums still to THIS DAY.

HE IS deemed the SCARIEST member within BANGTAN, especially during COMEBACK season.

YeoniX’s MOTTO: “NOT everything is a LESSON. sometimes you just FAIL and that’s OKAY TOO.”

when they were living TOGETHER in the dorms, YEONU said he would OFTEN scare the other MEMBERS unintentionally because they would COME INTO the kitchen to FILL up their water BOTTLES at night whilst he was THERE eating a SNACK without any LIGHTS ON.

he is the FATHER to two pet DOGS. one is a MALTIPOO and the other is a GERMAN SHEPHERD. their names are LUCKY and CHAM.

people’s FIRST IMPRESSION of YEONU is that he’s a CHARISMATIC sweet talker. everyone always GRAVITATES towards HIM and he is said TO BE the life of the PARTY.

YEONU is ranked as one of the BEST dancers within KPOP. he stands AMONGST others such as TAEMIN, hoshi, KAI and his fellow members J-HOPE and JIMIN.

YeoniX’s IDEAL DATE: “i WANNA go to the GYM together and WORKOUT. then after that, we CAN go to my house and we can learn a CUTE dance COVER, maybe do SOME karaoke TOO. and when we’re really tired after SUCH A LONG day, we can CUDDLE up against EACH OTHER and fall asleep. that would be MY ideal date.”

💬 — OTHER MEMBERS ABOUT YEONIX.

RM: “i like to THINK i know him VERY well. he may ONLY seem CUTE to some PEOPLE, but there’s a MULTITUDE of SIDES to his personality. he’s built HIS CAREER, his LOVE, EVERYTHING, from the ground up. he’s a real FIGHTER. i admire HIM.”

V: “he’s like a MIX of the OLDEST and youngest COMBINED. SOMETIMES i’ll see him and i think he COULD easily fool others into THINKING he’s the MAKNAE, but then his SERIOUS face intimidates ME. he could be the HYUNG type too. he’s an all rounder in EVERY WAY.”

SUGA: “the FIRST time i saw him, i had to PAUSE for a SECOND. it was like looking INTO a MIRROR. we have very similar faces, BUT THEN i found out about all of his talents. THIS GUY is way beyond my LEVEL. some people JUST have that gift. YOU CAN’T rival IT.”

JUNGKOOK: “he ALWAYS looked out FOR ME when i FIRST joined the COMPANY. not that he DOESN’T now, but i really WANT TO return the FAVOUR towards this HYUNG. i want to PROTECT him with MY LIFE.”

JIN: “ah, THAT GUY? he thinks BEING CUTE will get him out of trouble. he makes THESE silly sound effects and then SMILES at me… i have to tell MYSELF, ‘aish i CAN’T lose this battle.’ it’s like a WAR ZONE out there.”

J-HOPE: “he’s way TOO COOL, honestly. for SOMEONE of his talents, i don’t think the K-POP category is enough to CONTAIN him. he’ll PROVE his international WORTH. he’ll outdo all of US. i don’t doubt it.”

JIMIN: “i think we’re the CLOSEST. we went to HIGH SCHOOL together and he was very POPULAR then. seriously, it was like EVERYONE wanted his attention. i have to TAKE certain measures now when we’re AROUND STRANGERS. he’s too IN DEMAND.”

IN THE DORM he used to HAVE a room to HIMSELF, but it WAS always RAIDED by the other MEMBERS. (180327: BTS’ JHOPE & JIMIN – MORE MAGAZINE MAY ISSUE)

YEONIX’S IDEAL TYPE is someone who will LOVE ALL parts of him EQUALLY. he wants SOMEONE who is attentive to their SURROUNDINGS and is SOFTHEARTED underneath a FIRM persona.

#( 🩻 ) ───── yeonu’s basics ! #bts 8th member #bts 8th male member #bts 8th trans male member #kpop added member #kpop added male member #kpop added trans male member #kpop addition #kpop male addition #kpop trans male addition #kpop additional member #kpop additional male member #kpop additional trans male member #bts additional member #bts additional male member #bts additional trans male member #bts added member #bts added male member #bts added trans male member #kpop member au #kpop male member au #kpop trans male member au #kpop oc #kpop male oc #kpop trans male oc #bts oc #bts male oc #bts trans male oc #bts addition #bts male addition

[prince-of-elsinore]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

How many works do you have on ao3?

32. (Three are orphaned, all old fic; one spn fic is under anon)

What's your total ao3 word count?

627,118 words (I assume the anon fic is included in ao3 stats, and I added the orphans manually.) That's more than I expected, but it does stretch back to fic I started writing in 2011!

What fandoms do you write for?

Under my current pseud, Supernatural and The Outsiders. I have WIPs underway for both! I also have a languishing WIP for M*A*S*H* :( In the past I have written for the MCU, The Walking Dead, Hetalia, Teen Wolf, and The New Adventures of Old Christine.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Ephemeron (MCU, Starker), 1,393 kudos; 2. With A Bit Of Spit And Luck (SPN, Wincest), 401 kudos; 3. Is It Tomorrow (Or Just the End of Time) (SPN, Wincest), 304 kudos; 4. Closing Night (SPN, Wincest), 222 kudos; 5. Baton Rouge (SPN, Wincest), 205 kudos It's no surprise to me that my one MCU fic and the only multi-chapter fic on this list, though forever unfinished, has far and away the most kudos, and that all top 5 fics are rated E. If we knock Ephemeron off the top spot and just look at fics under my current pseud, then 5th place would go to Some Starless Night (Love May Come an' Tap You on the Shoulder) (SPN, Wincest), 184 kudos (and rated M!)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I haven't always in the past, though I always liked engaging with readers, but ever since I returned to fic in 2020 when I started writing for spn I've made sure to on principal. Not always quickly, but eventually. I'm really so grateful to the small fraction of readers who leave comments so I want to express my gratitude that they took the time! I also love giving thoughtful responses to thoughtful comments. Sometimes readers have unique insights into my work!

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

A lot of my fics have fairly bleak or bittersweet/mixed state endings (my favorite type!); of my current pseud fics, I'd say the bleakest is either Plano: Some Town Halfway In Between (SPN, John/Dean) or Road Risk (SPN, Wincest). If we're looking at all-time fics, the angst gets--uh, angstier: Ludovicus Caecus (APH, Germancest), based on Oedipus Rex, ends with Ludwig killing Gilbert, gouging out his own eyes, and carrying his brother's severed head around in a bag; and When the Dead Do Not Rest (APH, Germancest) ends with Ludwig keeping Gilbert's severed head in a chest. Although in that case he's sort of happy with the situation so maybe it doesn't count...

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Baton Rouge (SPN, Wincest) and Like They Talk About In Books (The Outsiders, Ponypop) are pretty equally happy, with both ending on a hopeful note for the new relationship and the characters finding a sense of belonging in each other's arms <3

Do you get hate on fics?

Not outright! The worst I've gotten have been a couple rude, entitled comments along the lines of "why don't you write what I want you to write." I soundly told them off.

Do you write smut?

Yes :) I'm very thankful to various spn fandom smut events (Salt Burn Porn, Bro-Bang, and more) for helping me get my freak back on.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Not generally. I like to stay close to canon, for the most part. The only one I ever tried was my Teen Wolf/The Internship crossover Colors That Are Real, which used the fact that both starred Dylan O'Brien as the flimsy excuse for a twincest ship, lol

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Maybe more than one, I can't remember. I've definitely gotten several requests to translate, but idk how many of those people went through with it. The one I know of for sure is Ephemeron, which was translated at least partially into Chinese, and fully into Russian. I was actually really touched by what a robust following it had in Russian fandom. I used to go on the site and use google translate to read people's comments :)

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope.

What's your all-time favorite ship?

gotta go with the one, the only, the ultimate, Wincest.

What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

That M*A*S*H* fic I mentioned. It's post-canon Beejhawk. I've considered posting the two chapters I have; they sort of work on their own.

What are your writing strengths?

Rhythm and tempo! Creating an atmosphere. Dialogue. Pacing. Voice.

What are your writing weaknesses?

For spn, I really rely on good betas to check my characterization. Canon is so sprawling and the characters change so much and are so essentially complex and contradictory; it really helps to have a trusted second set of eyes to say 'hmm I don't think Sam would do that in that way at this point in canon' or 'this sounds a little like early seasons Dean more than late seasons.' They also point out where language can sound more specific to the character, which doesn't always come easy with spn's lingo and references. But honestly my biggest weakness is consistency of output/motivation :(

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

To be avoided at all costs. And if it must be done, you better know what you're doing or at least do your damn homework and try to get a native speaker to check it over.

First fandom you wrote for?

Hetalia (APH) 😅

Favorite fic you've written?

Damn that's so hard haha. I think I'd have to go with Baton Rouge, but Plano: Some Town Halfway In Between is a close second. I'm also happy to report that my current WIPs, for spn and The Outsiders, may well become my new faves. I'm very excited about both projects!

Tagged by @buddyaldridges--Thank you for the tag! This was a fun restrospective! Tagging @nigeltde-fic, @flownwrong, @zmediaoutlet, @balefully, @nevergettingoverwincest and anyone who wants to do it!

#about my fic #my fic #tag game #ao3

[theewritingroomm]

First Date Nerves

Summary: Steve finally decided to ask out the really cute girl that keeps coming into Family Video. But what Steve doesn’t realize is that this girl is a) a Munson and b) that Eddie Munson is the definition of overprotective big brother. Pairing: Steve Harrington x Munson!Reader Word Count: 2.6k Warnings: possibly dialogue heavy, canon divergent, swearing?, protective eddie, nervous steve, A/N: Kinda self indulgent, I just love Steve so much. SPOILER FREE text divider by @vecnacurse

I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

Working at Family Video was much different than working at Scoops Ahoy. The biggest difference, at least to Steve, was the types of people that he encountered. When working at Starcourt Mall Steve would see the same types of people. The same teenagers and parents with young children. But now, working at Family Video, he and Robin got to see the various types of people their small town of Hawkins had to offer. 

But there was only one person who captured Steve’s attention every time they came into the store. You. 

You always came in on Friday afternoons, right before the rush to browse the new releases and the horror collection. Usually taking home one of each. And this Friday was no different. 

At close to four o’clock on the dot the bell above the door chimed. Causing Steve to look up from stocking the shelves to watch you walk in. He watched as you waved to Robin behind the counter and the smile on your face as you did. Steve followed you with his eyes as you wandered the aisles, never once being able to take his eyes off of you. Too enthralled in the way that you looked and carried yourself. 

You had on the cutest blue sundress with yellow flowers dotting the fabric. It stopped midthigh and gave Steve a slight glimpse of the black ink that adorned your leg. As well as the opportunity to stare at the length of them and to imagine what they would feel like under his fingers and how they would look thrown over his shoulder as he… 

“You’re gawking again.” Robin’s voice sounded from behind him. Nearly making Steve jump out of his skin and breaking him from the trance that he seemed to be in. 

Steve began to argue with Robin. To try and tell her that he was not openly staring at you. But from the looks on Robin’s face Steve knew that it was going to be futile trying to argue with her. Robin seemed to know him better than he did himself on most days. So instead of trying to argue with her he closed his mouth and snuck another quick glance at you as you examined a copy of Texas Chainsaw Massacre. 

“Why don’t you talk to her dingus?” Robin asked. 

Steve shrugged at the question in response. Not wanting to tell Robin but recently his track record with women was less than stellar. So he’d much rather admire from afar than end up being hurt or humiliated. However, Robin could nearly see through Steve and his thoughts, already working on a plan. 

As you finally decided on your movies and began to make your way to the register Robin smirked. Deciding on how she was going to get Steve to talk to you. 

“I’m going on my break.” She announced. Running to the back room before Steve could fully process the words that had left her mouth. 

He never truly did as he watched you reach the empty counter and look around the store. Steve took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm the nerves that were threatening to take over. And finally made his own way to the register. 

“Hey Y/N,” Steve spoke. Silently wishing his nerves down before they get in the way of him doing his job. “How’s it been?” 

“It’s been good Steve,” you smiled at him, “Ready for graduati-....” 

Before you could finish your sentence the bell above the door sounded. Signaling the arrival of Dustin Henderson who was already ranting to Steve about his Suzie related problem. You laughed at the young boy’s dramatics before waving to Steve and moving towards the door. 

“Y/N wait,” Steve called out. 

You quickly turned to face him. Instantly thinking that you had done something embarrassing on your way to the door or that you forgot something. But upon noticing the nervous look that took over Steve’s features you knew that was not the case. 

“Yes?” biting at your bottom lip as the word left your mouth. 

“I was just wondering,” He rubbed the back of his neck and glazed quickly at the floor for a moment, “if I could possibly get your phone number.” 

The smile that stretched across your face was the calmest reaction you could muster up. Not believing that Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington was asking for your number. 

“Absolutely.” You responded.

You quickly worked to unwrinkle the receipt in your hand as you walked back to the counter. Snatching a pen from behind the register as you got there you quickly wrote your number on the back. The smile never once leaves your face as you handed the glossy slip of paper back to Steve. 

As you made it outside you could have sworn you saw Steve fist pump the air through the front window. 

It wasn’t until the next morning that Steve actually got the courage to dial your number. It rang for close to thirty seconds before finally connecting. Your voice filled his ears as it did. 

“Hello?” your sweet voice sounded. Causing Steve’s throat to go dry. 

“Hey,” he cleared his throat, “It’s Steve.” 

“Steve! I wasn’t expecting you to call so soon.” 

From the tone in your voice Steve couldn’t get offended. The air laugh you had let out did more to calm his nerves than anything. 

“Yeah, I -uh -” he leaned against the wall next to the phone. “I had to get the courage to actually do it. You - uh- make me nervous.” 

You smiled as you twirled the cord to the phone around your finger. 

“I make you nervous?” you asked, “I don’t believe that anyone could make you nervous.” 

Steve let out an airy laugh that left him feeling almost light. “It’s only girls as pretty as you that make me that way.” 

Your heart soared. Steve Harrington was flirting with you. Albeit a little nervously but regardless your sophmore self would be pinching herself if she could see you now. Hell you wanted to but knew that this one was not a dream. 

“But I - uh- I didn’t call to nervously babble on in your ear.” 

“You didn’t?” You teased. 

“Yeah, I actually called to ask you something.” 

Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest as you spoke. “What is it Steve?” 

He let out a deep breath. “Do you maybe want to go out tonight? We could have dinner and a movie or go to the roller rink or…” 

“I would love to.” You cut off Steve’s nervous ramblings. Which Steve was more than grateful for. 

“Awesome! I’ll pick you up at seven.” 

Steve couldn’t wipe the smile off of his face as he took down your address. His nerves still too much for him to realize the familiarity of the address. 

As you hung up the phone you heard the door to your brother’s room open. Turning towards the sound you saw your brother with his head poking out of the gap. His brown eyes were full of questions. 

“Who was that?” He asked, noticing the wide smile on your face. 

“No one Eds.” You ignored the way his eyes narrowed at you. 

Eddie knew when you weren’t going to willingly hand over information. But as your older brother he felt it was his job to not only look after you but annoy the ever living crap out of you when he needed to. Often the two went hand-in-hand. Eddie would frequently use his persistence to get you to spill anything and everything. But he never let you know that - except you did. 

“Fine,” he responded simply. But you could tell from the mischievous glint in his eye that you knew you were not off the hook yet. 

A few hours later you were sitting in the middle of your bed and painting your nails while a Madonna track played softly over the radio. It was the perfect, peaceful setting that you needed to get into the perfect mindset for your date. But living with Eddie you knew that it was going to be short lived. Especially thinking back to the look he gave you earlier. 

Only a second later your bedroom door was flying open. With Eddie on the other side with an indescribable look painting his features. 

“You have a date!” he announced. Walking into your room and standing on the foot of your bed. 

You didn’t respond. Instead keeping your focus trained on the brush you were dragging across your nails. 

“Henderson told me,” this made you look up. “”He said he saw you and Harrington flirting yesterday.” 

“And?” you only glanced at him for a second seeing his jaw tick slightly. 

“You didn’t think to tell me?” 

You finally set the bottle of nail polish on your side table and turning your entire focus to your older brother. 

“Why? You like Steve. The two of you are kinda friends now. And besides this isn’t going to be like when Jeremy asked me out.” 

At the mention of the last date you had gotten asked out on Eddie nearly saw red. His mind reeling to the night you had spent so long getting ready only to be stood up. And if Eddie was being honest with himself that was the reason he was apprehensive on the idea of this date. He distinctly remembers the pain in your eyes and the sobs that raked your body that night. So now, he wants to do everything in his power to prevent you from hurting like that ever again. However, Eddie also knew that Steve was one of the better guys in Hawkins. And the chances of him hurting you were slim to none. 

“I know Harrington isn’t like that. But you’re still my little sister and I don’t want to see you hurt.” Eddie revealed, lowering himself to sit on the edge of your bed. 

“Eds, you know you're pretty mushy for the town's scariest cult leader.” you joked, poking him in the shoulder. 

That comment earned you a smack on the leg from Eddie. Who despite himself was grinning at your joke. 

“But seriously Eds, Steve is a good guy. He’s not going to hurt me. So please don’t scare him off. He is still your friend.” 

“I know.” 

At 6:58 you were still fussing over your hair when a knock at the door echoed through the trailer. You panicked slightly as you exited the bathroom. And it only increased when you saw Eddie already answering the door. He quickly glanced at you, a large smile splitting his features as the door squealed on its hinges. 

Steve was ready to explode from nerves as he approached your front door. He had spent most of the day trying to plan the perfect date. He even brought in Robin for help and guidance. After that he had spent the rest of the afternoon obsessing over his wardrobe and hair. Nothing in his closet seemed to look right and his hair was being uncharacteristically stubborn. Once all of that had gotten under control he had spent an hour at the florist trying to find flowers that were as lovely as you are. 

So when his shaky hand made contact with the door, knocking twice and Eddie Munson of all people answered the door Steve could have thrown up on his shoes. 

“Harrington, what a surprise!” Eddie said, stepping onto the porch and closing the door behind him. His hand never once left the door knob, to Steve it looked like he was holding the door closed from the outside. 

Before him Steve began to stammer. The bouquet that had once been tightly held to his chest falling limply by his side. The nerves and second guesses that he had willed down on the way over here once again blazing like an inferno in his chest. 

“Is uh - I’m - uh - Do you,” Steve closes his eyes tightly and sucks in one large breath. 

“You’re looking for Y/N.” Eddie says it as a statement not a question. As if he already knew the reason Steve was there. 

So Steve nods quickly, “We have a date.” 

Steve wants to kick himself at the nerves that were evident in his voice. But he couldn’t help it. His mind was working at a hundred miles a second as he convinced himself that you didn’t want to go on this date with him or that you had only agreed to all of this as a joke. Karma for something that he had done in high school. 

“Don’t shit yourself Steve-O,” Eddie interrupted Steve’s train of thought. “She’s inside, probably about to climb out of the window because I got the door stuck closed right now. But I have to talk to you before you take out my sister.” 

Sister. The word bounced around in Steve’s brain, the only thing he could think about for a minute before everything seemed to click into place. Like that fact that you always grab two movies, it's what he can now see as a sibling compromise. The look Dustin gave him as you left the store yesterday. And the faint noise he could hear on the other end of the phone this morning. It all fell together and Steve felt like a massive idiot. And Eddie could see it written across his face. 

“You didn’t know?” Eddie wants to laugh but your words from earlier echoed in his mind. 

“I guess I didn’t realize,” Steve rubbed the back of his neck, “And I’ve never been here before so…” 

“Most people don’t realize it. Say she’s not ‘scary’ enough to be a Munson. Little do they know when we were kids she used to hide Barbie heels in my bed when I pissed her off. Pretty sure I still have one in my back.” 

Steve laughed at that, still slightly nervous. But as the image of a younger, more spiteful version of you filled his mind they slipped away slightly. 

“But in all seriousness Harrington,” Eddie clapped a hand onto Steve’s shoulder. “We may be friends but if you don’t treat her right I will know and it won’t be good.” 

Steve nodded curtly and opened his mouth to respond. However, before he could get any words out to reassure Eddie that you would only be treated better than you deserve, the widow next to the front door was thrown open. And you came leaning out of it. 

“Edward Munson,” You yelled, a wild fire lighting up your eyes. Steve found it to be incredibly hot. 

“If you make me climb out of this window for my date I swear I’m going to take the dice.” 

Eddie threw his hands up at his sister and sent a quick wink to Steve before he threw the door open and stepped inside. You huffed as you closed the window before appearing in the doorway a second later. You flicked Eddie on the forehead as you stepped past him. He stuck his tongue out at you as he shut the door behind you. Leaving you and Steve alone on the porch. 

“I’m sorry about that. He can be a little…” you trailed off, looking back at the widow you were once sticking out of. 

“Ecentric” Steve offered. 

“To be mild,” the two of you laughed before a comfortable silence fell over the porch. 

You two stood that way for a moment, simply taking the other one in. It was that moment that Steve remembered the bouquet he was holding. He held it out to you, a small shy smile pulling at his lips. 

“These are for you.” 

Your heart melted at both the flowers in his hand and the shy demeanor Steve had. “They’re beautiful Steve. Thank you.” 

“Not nearly as beautiful as you.” 

You wanted to swoon. But instead settled for taking Steve’s hand in yours and pulling him towards his car. 

#steve harrington imagine #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagines #stranger things oneshot #stranger things x reader #steve harrington fanfic #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #stranger things fic #stranger things fluff #steve harrington #stranger things

[dejafanwriting]

May I make a request for Thomas hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, and you can pick whoever else!

for his S/o who is an axe thrower and in general very good with axes? usually that's their main weapon when they're going hunting for victims

Yay, my first official ask! And ofc you chose my fav texas boys! (I chose my boy Jason too because I feel like it was fitting for the theme lol). Sorry it's a bit long I got carried away. Thank you and hope you like it

is it axe or ax? because google says it's both but my spellcheck apps tell me otherwise. I'll use both just in case :p

Warnings: My usual potty mouth :p. Mentions of violence and blood. (A bug gets killed in Tommy's🧍🏻‍♀️sorry in advance) Just typical slasher stuff

Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, and Jason Voorhees with an Axe wielding S/O 🪓

Thomas Hewitt 🤎

First of all, and this goes without saying, all of these slashers will express some level of concern with their s/o wielding any type of weapon.

For Tommy, he would be in the middle of the three.

Not super concerned, but enough to be worried you’d accidentally hurt yourself.

Even if his S/O was extraordinarily skilled at throwing an ax, he would still be scared for their safety.

But don't get me wrong, he would be amazed at your skill.

It would be a hot texas afternoon when he saw you first show your skill.

The both of you had gone out to collect some wood for Luda Mae's wood stove and you decided to tag along with Tommy and offered to carry the chopping axe he would use for splitting the larger trunks after he cut them down with his chainsaw.

He would be a bit wary of you holding the axe but wouldn’t 'voice' his concerns. Only watched you to make sure nothing happened.

He'd be a bit confused when he caught sight of you inspecting the axe, turning it over, and checking how heavy it was. He'd be even more surprised when you'd comment how "It's got a nice weight" and "it might need to be sharpened soon"

But what really caught him off guard? When the both of you sat down under a small shade to rest after having pilled up all the wood, you pointed at an annoyingly noisy cicada that was on a tree trunk a few feet in front of your spot on the ground and told him "I bet I can hit it from here"

He'd given a rumbly chuckle and motioned you to go ahead and try.

But instead of throwing a rock like he thought you would, you reached for the axe next to him and threw it at the tree, sticking the axe on your target and making the cicada past tense 🧍🏻‍♀️

He'd sit stunned for a few seconds before snapping out of it when he'd see you cheering and saying how you still "got it".

If you expressed enough interest, he would go as far as to make your own small throwing range and make targets out of wood slabs. (Using his own chainsaw-wielding skills for something else)

He'd also go out of his way to find an axe fit for his S/O's liking.

Also, it would bring him a bit piece of mind knowing that they’re equipped to defend themselves in case a 'trespasser' attacks them.

And such was demonstrated when one tried to escape and his s/o used their axe to stop him. Yea, let's just say he stopped in his tracks to lay face down and closely check out the grass 👀

Best be assured Hoyt will ask you to help 'deal' with trespassers more often after that.

Overall, Tommy would support his s/o's love for axe throwing ❤️

Bubba Sawyer🧡

This big sweetheart would be the least concerned out of the slashers.

He'd be pretty chill about his s/o having a gift in the ax-throwing arts.

He'd be the most amazed as well.

Quite frankly, he'd be more concerned for the safety of his brothers

Why you may ask?

Well because the first time he saw his S/O's great skill was during a quite rowdy family dinner.

It all began when Nubbins thought it was a good time for show and tell, and emptied out his never-ending sack/bag of trinkets right on the table. Various items spilled out and some even fell off the table. But the most noticeable? A mother freaking hatchet.

"Where the damn hell did ya' get that?!" Drayton would ask.

Nubbins would then inform you all how he got it from some guy who was 'passing by' and was now unalive outside the property.

This was new information for the rest of the household.

The older Sawyer would rise in anger and begin yelling at his brothers, including Bubba, about how they failed to inform him of this and even began to get physical by throwing food at them.

But you being you, were quick to defend your hubby and state how he also didn’t know. Thus creating more chaos during dinner.

One thing leads to another, and before Drayton could hit Bubba with his stick, you reach for the hatchet on the table and aim at the piece of wood in his hand and throw it. Successfully cutting it in half, just above his fingers.

The brothers would all freeze and then slowly turn in sync to look at the axe stuck in the wall and then back at your fuming figure.

Drayton would stare at his intact hand like👁👄👁

He would then calm down and Bubba would just stare at you in awe. Happy that you'd stand up for him but also astounded at your aim.

Since then, it wasn’t uncommon to see you walk around with the hatchet in a makeshift holster at your side.

The oldest Sawyers would be more careful with what they say to your dear Bubba when you're around, in fear of angering you and earning themselves an ax to the face.

Bubba would frequently point at random objects or spots and ask for you to throw the axe and hit them. Sometimes as a way to playfully 'test' your aim.

He would celebrate your bullseyes with you and would even carry you and spin you around. So cute.

You would also accompany him more often to deal with the 'passerby’s'

If you offered to teach him or even play a small game he would be a bit hesitant at first, scared that he would end up hurting you.

But would then ease in after much reassurance.

In conclusion, Bubba would even go as far as to encourage his s/o's love for axe throwing ❤️

Jason Voorhees 💛

Now this man,

THIS Man would be the most concerned out of the three.

In the beginning, he wouldn’t even let his s/o near any of his own weapons in fear that they might get hurt.

if he could, I bet he would go as far as to baby-proof the whole cabin. THE WOODS!

So how does his S/O achieve using their skill?

After countless of begging and nagging of course.

You'd have to convince this man and reassure him that you won't get hurt.

This would take months 🧍🏻‍♀️

But eventually, he would break.

At first, you'd have to agree to only use an axe under his supervision.

Surprisingly, he would let you choose any of the many types of axes he has in storage,'left behind' by campers 👁, as long as it wasn’t to heavy or something, you didn’t pay attention to what he was signing because you were to busy checking out all the cool axes.

You chose a dope ass tomahawk

There would be a designated throwing range/area for you designed and approved by him.

He would mark targets on trees and hang objects for you to hit.

He would also make you wear gear that campers 'left behind'👁

Gloves,steel-toed boots, and even a climbing helmet wtf

But you'd go along with it as long as you got to throw a darn axe

When you finally, FINALLY, get to throw an axe, he's sweating bullets and all worried.

But you throw that thing like there's no tomorrow and hit the furthest away target dead in the center.

He just stands there like 🧍🏻‍♀️

After a couple of throws and bullseyes, he becomes a bit less worried, JUST A BIT. He still all mother hen on ya.

After a while, he would let up and let you throw without having on more protection that the pope's security team.

Aaaaand eventually without him watching over you like a hawk.

But what really loosens him up was when you'd use your skill on a trespassing camper.

One had been tougher than expected and fought back, bodyslamming into Jason and gaining the upper hand.

The camper was about to stab Jason with his own machete,

but dearest oh dearest,

you chopped that mofos hand (unlike with Drayton) with one clean throw before he could hurt your man.

The stunned silence that came out of our Jason was louder than his usual silence.

After that whole situation, Jason allowed you to join him as a 'scout' to deal with campers.

He's still all panicky about it but learns to trust you and your skill.

With all that being said, Jason would learn to accept his s/o's love for axe throwing ❤️

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I just noticed that i wrote about three slashers that mostly don't talk.

I took some artistic liberties on this one.

If you guys have any requests, feel free to send them my way. MUAH!

~👻

#slasher headcanons #slasher hcs #thomas hewitt #bubba sawyer #jason voorhees #texas chainsaw massacre #texas chainsaw the beginning #friday the 13th #thomas hewitt headcanon #bubba sawyer headcanons #jason voorhees headcanons #slashers #slashers x reader #slasher fanfiction #slasher fandom #slasher movies

[wild-karrde]

OC: Crater

Alright, so I figure it's time to do an official Crater post since he's appearing in a few ficlets soon.

Crater, who was first mentioned in my fic One Step at a Time, is the captain of the 28th Combat Wing, which Chuckles is a part of, piloting a Z-95 Headhunter like the rest of his squad. He serves as the commanding officer until his death (Chuckles loses the majority of his Wing in the same battle).

In terms of physical appearance, Crater most resembles THIS clone we see in The Bad Batch (I was super stoked to have a close visual reference):

His hair is a dark chestnut color (not quite the black color we see with most of the other clones, but it's still VERY dark). He keeps his hair cropped close and his beard well-maintained. He's an older clone, and whether due to stress or Chuckles's incessant injuries from pranks, he's starting to go grey with silver dotting his hair and beard. He has a scar through one eyebrow, and at times adds a second notch to match the pinstripe pattern on his armor (the colors of the 28th Wing are magenta and grey, and he has a double grey pinstripe that runs down the right side of his armor). He has tattoos that wind from just below his elbows, up over his shoulders and shoulder blades and up his neck. When his helmet is off, you can normally see the very tips of the tattoos sticking out above the collar of his undersuit. Here is a reference I use for his tattoo pattern:

This is very much how I envision them, slightly geometric and winding (a few more lines/tendrils to them), and then the positioning is different than what we see here.

Crater is a quiet leader that prefers to adjust his leadership style to the various strong personalities on his squad rather than trying to intimidate them into falling in line. He has to deal with everyone from Chuckles to Sticks to Strike, and they all require different tactics to motivate them. Crater is incredibly observant, picking up on the different ways his squad responds to feedback/encouragement/discipline, and he adjusts accordingly. He's the type to sit back in a briefing, watch what's happening around him, and then swoop in with his opinion and thoughts that he's been working on for the last twenty minutes while everyone else got heated.

With the rate at which pilots lose their lives during the war, Crater quickly comes to understand the importance of having his men trust him completely, and he doesn't take that trust lightly. He's proud, but not vain. He knows he's good and doesn't require validation from outside sources, particularly natborns, and he'll get in the trenches to back his squad anytime he needs to. He's quietly intimidating, honest even if it hurts, but above all, he cares very much for his brothers, and that's a large driving factor for how he operates as a leader.

Crater's last words to Chuckles are “Run, Chuckles. Get your ass out of here. Carry on the fight.” 

#karrde writes #OC Crater #Captain Crater #I know he sounds like a cereal mascot #but I don't care #I love him your honor #and am seriously considering retconning his death #or writing an au #idk #i just think he's neat

[qan-t]

re:vision summary backup

the site that had the re:vision summary is gone. i backed up the text in the event this might happen, and am reposting it unedited for archival purposes.

Chapter 1: Meaning of life

Happens when Setsuna and Tieria enter the ELS planetoid.

Starting dialogue, ELS just like everyone wants to live.

Setsuna than go on with his story, how he got to being a child soldier, going down with all the killing till the appearance of the Gundam saved him. But he became dead inside, he hates how people can be so bad, how people are manupilated etc. He went on his own interventions until CB scouted him. Now he strives to be the Gundam that saved him, now he saves others.

Back to now, Setsuna resolves to go to the ELS home planet.

He has found his meaning in life.

Chapter 2: Even so the embers burn

So humanity is saved, everyone got lots to do to recover after all the ruckus.

CB as well...

Like policing after the Federation lost lots of their forces.

Lockon was grumbling about having him and Allelujah left but Sumeragi is thinking of getting new Meisters.

Gundams-wise Ian is preparing the Exia R4 and Dynames R3.

The 2 (plus Marie) have to hang on for the time being.

Then an emergency encrypted comms from Sumeragi in the colonies.

A mission plan of sorts.

Humorous (?), some pro-human organization? (Like ostracize the ELS or something? I couldn't decipher well)

The 2 talk about how theres is 2 sides in the world, one that accepts and one that rejects.

The Humorous members are preparing arms to kill humans that has assimilated with ELS.

The 2 are to perform armed intervention there.

Lockon monologue. He seems to think of humanity as a baby. CB, Gundam, GN Drives are all to nurture and lead this baby on path. Was that Neil? Now we have Lyle. Lyle talks about his brother, their relationship, history etc. He doesn't blame him, he will strive to carry on his brother's ideals.

Back to now, the 2 set out on the mision.

Chapter 3: [Setsuna something.. can't understand those kanji]

Saji sends a mail to the address Setsuna gave him...

Saji is now helping in the works to fix the Orbital Elevator.

The works paid off as the solar array system is fixed, lessening the Earth's energy woes.

Being able to being smiles to people gave Saji's life meaning.

Louise started living with him one month ago.

She is at some clinic specializing in ELS, she did not assimilate with ELS though.

He wishes Louise's health and the Earth's situation will recover gradually.

Saji receives a mail from an unknown source.

"Someone will visit you soon"

"What is this a prank?"

Just then his doorbell rang.

Its Allelujah.

The unknown address is to keep Saji distanced from CB.

The Humorous are targeting the ELS specialized clinic and the members had mixed into the elevator repair workers. CB wants Saji to help. Sumeragi hopes to settle without armed battles. Humorous is still a civil organization and they don't want it to spread further. They are targeting ELS assimilated humans now but who knows they might target the Innovators later too. The CB seeks to keep them at bay.

Saji agrees to help.

He asks about Setsuna.

Allelujah tells Saji that Setsuna is on a long journey.

Looks like Saji help seed out the 7 Humorous members.

Allelujah heads off to the designated point.

Allelujah and Hallelujah dialogue.

Hallelujah thinks that the ELS clinic is like the human experimentation stuff they went through.

The 2 personalities rattle on but Allelujah calmly hold his stand.

Allelujah accepts Hallelujah.

Allelujah heads off to the designated point.

Chapter 4: Tieria type

Aeolia had thought about humanity, how frail they are, susceptible to various activities and calamities.

[Lots of big stuff I can't decipher...Tieria thinks on Aeolia's ideals and philosophy.]

He seeks to trigger human evolution, better skills, better communication and understanding.

Aeolia then created the Innovades in his ideals of his ideal evolved human, Innovators.

Tieria is one such Innovade created to help usher the humans to evolution, a 0988 type.

[Ok, its kind of recap as Tieria talks about Reborns group breaking off and want to rule humans instead]

Clip of Setsuna exposing people to GN particles plays, lol.

Evolution...

[Tieria rambles on, my mind is switching off...]

Tieria analyze the growth of Setsuna, how Neil's words affected them.

Tieria is going to the ELS home world with Setsuna but this is not an eternal goodbye as he is an Innovade who chose to walk alongside mankind.

[Lockon grumbling about the mission]

Seems like they managed to take out part of the Humorous guys.

Someone calls out to Lockon.

"Tieria!?"

The person says it may be a long time before Tieria returns.

"Not Tieria... then a Tieria type Innovade.."

"A Tieria type Innovade is accurate interpretation. But not Tieria is inaccurate."

"What are you going at?"

"Tieria's memories is in my head."

"A memory copy!?"

"It seems that Tieria Erde is rather worried."

The person names himself as Laetitia. He says though he has Tieria's memories he is different and himself.

Laetitia approached Lockon to discuss Humorous mission details.

Humorous' base is at a colony at lagrange 2 at the other side of the Moon.

Lockon says that place has some significance, and that Humorous are operating on revenge.

[some place destroyed by ELS attack or something I can't decipher.]

Lockon comments on how immature humans are.

Laetitia replies that the Tieira in him envies the immaturity of mankind.

Lockon is suprised.

[Seems like Tieria activated Laetitia out of worry and Laetitia was snooping around and eventually found Lockon. As he gives Lockon the dips on Humorous...]

"Thanks for the info. I'm supposed to go to space to join my comrades. What will you do? Wanna come along?"

Lockon ask Laetitia if he wants to come along.

Laetitia agrees. Tieria wishes so, he wishes so.

No Gundam pilot experience but he has Tieria's memories.

"Alright! So it is! Laetitia Erde, you are now a Gundam Meister of Celestial Being!"

Chapter 5: The 2 sides of the particle

Setsuna and Tieria ready for the quantum teleport but Setsuna heard something...

A voice...

Setsuna is certain and ask Tieria for some time.

He needed to go.

[Graham muses about his state I think, can't decipher]

Graham seems to be having an out of body experience, lol

As he describes being free and flying around being one with nature etc.

Talking about his life, military, flying on a MS etc.

About how flying in the sky in a MS frees him from the shackles of day to day life.

Recalls his life as he climb the ranks.

Getting his team and claiming the skies with the Flag.

"These skies is mine!!"

"But a few years after HE appeared..."

[Recap talk going into Setsuna rivalry]

The details and feelings of him falling in love with the Gundam.

Love slowly turns to hate as he see how the world became after their appearance.

He resolves to defeat the Gundams by all means.

He threw away everything don a mask and go after the Gundams like a maniac.

He was putting his life on the line but felt betrayed by Setsuna.

Though now he is on the route to death having opened a path for Setsuna.

"Its too soon to have that thought."

"What?"

Setsuna appeared before Graham.

Looks like Graham is still alive due to being in the Quantum Burst area.

Within the Quantum Burst the ELS understood Graham and wishes to live with him.

Setsuna assures Graham that he is truly alive.

Looks like Setsuna heard Graham's grandiose poetry of his life as well, the quantum effect thingy.

"I have a future!"

Graham is Graham and not, reborn a being of human and ELS.

Setsuna entrusts his wishes to Graham.

Everything is understood within quantum.

Graham wishes Setsuna well for his long journey.

"Farewell young man..."

"I'll return, when... I'm not sure.."

Chapter 6: Celestial Being reborned

Saji: A direct comms from Allelujah? Yes. Hello?

Allelujah: Saji Crossroad.

Saji: It is ok for us to talk directly?

Allelujah: Its through VEDA so no worries about eavesdropping.

Allelujah thanks Saji for his list and tells him they have suppressed the Humorous main base at Lagrange 2.

But with the unstable situation, activities like Humorous will likely arise again.

Allelujah wants Saji to inform them when it happens.

Saji accepts this informant role and the 2 bid farewell.

Lockon declares mission complete for the Humorous matter.

He mention that the follow up is left to Federation minister Claus to handle.

Allelujah say its ok for CB to just stay in the shadows as a deterrence, a caution.

The MVP this time is Laetitia, who seems to be out scouting for Meisters.

Looks like Laetitia's Dynames has returned.

Lockon expresses a tinge of excitement.

Allelujah is curious.

Just who will be the new guy?

Laetitia announce his return.

Lockon demands the new guy.

Graham introduce himself to the disbelieve of Lockon and Allelujah.

Allelujah ask Laetitia is it ok.

Laetitia says its approved by VEDA and Ms Sumeragi....and Setsuna.

["Recap" with Setsuna actually passing the baton to Graham, the words]

Graham asks Laetitia where is his Gundam, he is eager to touch it.

Laetitia shows him to Exia R4.

Graham recognizes it as first Gundam he met Setsuna, a revised version.

Graham: That boy, he really want to entrust everything to me.

Allelujah: Isn't it just a coincidence?

Laetitia: Its official name is Gundam Exia Repair IV.

Graham: Now it is called "Graham Gundam"!

Allelujah: Naming it as he likes...

Just then an emergency encrypted comms arrived.

A military coup d'etat.

An armed intervention is called for.

Lockon: Allelujah, Laetitia. Sortie in the Gundams.

Graham: Let me come with you.

Lockon: But you just joined!

Allelujah: That will be reckless!

Graham: No worries! I have received lectures on the Gundam from Setsuna.

Allelujah: Setsuna's lectures!?

Lockon: Oei.. Thats pushing it. You surely won't know how to regulate Trans-Arm usage!

Graham: I definitely dislike that. I am a guy who is bad at holding back himself.

Lockon: That why you have to control..

Graham: LET"S GO! FLAG FIGHTERS!

Allelujah: Ah..going as he likes again..our name too..

Graham: Whats with the squabbling, hurry up!

Laetitia: Understood.

Allelujah: Laetitia...even you...

Lockon: HAHAHAA!!!

Allelujah: Lockon...?

Lockon: That Setsuna really left us some parting gift. Lets go Allelujah, the debut of the new Celestial Being, the new Gundam Meisters!

Allelujah: While Setsuna and Tieria are away..

Lockon: We will take care of the world.

Allelujah: Lets go!

Lockon: Alright!

Allelujah: Gundam Haruto. Allelujah Haptism, flight out!

Lockon: Gundam Zabanya. Lockon Stratos, rolling out!

Laetitia: Gundam Dynames Repair III. Laetitia Erde, sortie out!

Graham: Graham Gundam. Graham Aker, eradicating all evil of the world!

Chapter Extra: After the credits

Neil: Dark, so dark. I can't see anything.

Neil: Heheh.. I thought we could meet if I came here.

Neil: Looks like I'm wrong.

Neil: Is this my retribution...

Neil: Picking a fight with the world, massive killings. Paving the way for a world for Lyle to live in.

Neil: But I sure miss father, mother and Amy. Thought we could meet here.

Neil: So this is what I should accept?

Lockon...Lockon...

Neil: Eh... a voice?

Lockon...where are you?

Neil: Who!? Who is it that calls me in the pitch black world!

There you are.

Setsuna: Found you. Lockon.

Neil: Setsuna? No, thats not right. You can't be Setsuna.

Neil: You're not the Setsuna I know!

[The Setsuna that appeared is pretty grown up]

Setsuna: My name is Setsuna F Seiei. A Gundam Meister of Celestial Being.

Neil: W...what..

Setsuna: Lockon Stratos. No, Neil Dylandy. I only have one thing to say to you.

Setsuna: Live. Struggle it out. In this world where I cannot, in my place.

continued to next 00 story

#gundam 00 #re:vision #summary #repost #fan translation

[cat-esper]

PALADIN | Adrianos, Quincy, Marr, and Reaver

He had dark hair, neatly groomed, and broad shoulders. He wore a shirt and tie, slacks, and a brown jacket, polished shoes. He reminded Chelsea of the math teacher she'd had in Junior High, the one everyone secretly feared. No one ever cheated in his class. Only her teacher never carried a knife at his belt. "Adrianos Nephus, you are under arrest," Ferric called across the hangar. Adrianos Nephus. The man who ran the Syndicate. Even without Ferric's confirmation, she thought she knew. "You haven't the authority for that, I'm afraid," Adrianos said. His voice was smooth and bitter. "Run now and I may just forget this little interference."

Name: Adrianos Nephus

Birthday: September 12, 1973

Age: 51

Home: Chicago, Illinois; Earth

Personality Type: ESTJ-A

Cunning and ruthless, Adrianos founded the Syndicate in his home city of Chicago where he made his money through the sale of illegal drugs and weapons. But even becoming a wealthy crime boss wasn't enough to satisfy his ambition so when he discovered a portal to another world, what he saw was an opportunity to expand his empire.

This has led to him influencing the outcomes of various conflicts in the Big Civ as well as making powerful enemies. But he's a man who believes in maintaining power and control and he's willing to do anything to get it, even if it means sacrificing his own family for it.

"You'll want to watch yourselves," Quincy said. "Arla Swin may have been running the show on Autolk, but Adrianos Nephus is the one calling the shots. And you do not want him as an enemy. I recommend you back off." Shay's expression hardened just a little as if he recognized the name. "You'll never get the full picture from a guy like me," Quincy said. "He knows better than that." Shay grunted and backed away from the table. "In that case, we'll just keep you here a while. They won't miss you." He opened the door, nodding for Chelsea to go through first. "Oh, and you're wrong about what you said. Adrianos Nephus doesn't want me as an enemy."

Name: Quincy Reid

Birthday: May 22, 1990

Age: 34

Home: Sable, Utah; Earth

Personality Type: ESTP-T

Quincy is very much a product of his environment. He ran with the wrong crowd, made the wrong decisions, and simply ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Growing up, he idolized his brother, who himself wasn't a great influence, and he has a tendency to give in to peer pressure. When his brother started a family and attempted to get his life together, Quincy felt left behind and betrayed, which was how Adrianos found him and how he ended up working for the Syndicate.

More concerned with just keeping his head down and doing what he's told, Quincy is content to stay within this comfort zone. But as circumstances change, he'll have to decide whether to stick with it or try and repair his damaged but not permanently broken moral compass.

"You are too late. You have lost. The dragons are being returned home," Voh said, much too brave considering the circumstances. Chelsea wished she were half that brave. "This isn't about the dragons," Marr said. "It's about you now. You're a loose end and Nephus doesn't like loose ends." He adjusted the black gloves on his hands, casually. "So you're just going to kill us?" Chelsea asked. Marr pressed a button on something strapped to his wrist. "That's the plan."

Name: Marr

Birthday: January 18, 1981

Age: 43

Home: Hnavah

Personality Type: ISTJ-A

Having grown up in the blood dens of Hnavah, Marr learned from an early age that the only way to the top is by destroying the competition. To gain his patron's favor--and the food and protection that comes with it--Marr built himself into someone to be feared, someone brutal and merciless and not worth crossing. It served him well on Hnavah and when he finally escaped the cesspit that is the Hvroivian homeworld, that brutality was the only skill he had.

Adrianos hired him to work for the Syndicate specifically for this skill, which he puts to use against Adrianos' enemies. It's earned him a fearsome reputation which is just fine by him. As long as he is something to fear, he will always be safe.

"It's in our heads," Reaver said simply. "Whatever it showed Quincy was to the south and made him want to run away from it. What I'm seeing now is to the north and I'm compelled to approach it." "What do you see?" "It's..." Reaver hesitated. "Just someone I failed to protect. It doesn't matter. It's not real. I suggest we veer south." Chelsea looked where Reaver's gun was pointing but saw nothing. Marr looked too and fired a shot in that direction. "You won't hit it," Reaver said. "Just keep going."

Name: Reaver 20-309

Birthday: June 30, 1987

Age: 37

Home: N/A

Personality Type: ISTJ-T

Reaver model synths were designed and mass-produced for war. Reaver 20-309 served in several conflicts as a sniper. Like all Reavers, he was designed with minimal empathy and excellent situational awareness as well as strength, quick reflexes, and a number of combat styles. Considered dangerous to the general public, it is necessary to destroy Reavers once they are no longer needed. However, Reaver 20-309 was instead stolen and sold on the black market which is how he ended up in the Syndicate.

He knows he's not a person, but a tool and does Adrianos' dirty work because that was how he was programmed to be. He absolutely cannot allow himself to feel for any of the Syndicate's victims and he especially cannot consider any of them friends.

#oc: adrianos nephus #oc: quincy reid #oc: marr #oc: reaver 20-309 #the last paladin #writeblr #writing #character intro

[brooklynislandgirl]

Sinday Ask: The latest circulation of newspapers sit in a tidy line along Lawrence's desk. Small neon tabs stick out from various pages, marking where an executive or Mary believes may be of interest. Nothing flags the front page, the headline and a photo cropped by the fold screaming the scandal of an embezzling CEO. A downfall that Lawrence had no part in, and only now gives attention to for curiosity's sake. "What would be the worst sin you could imagine displayed for the world to pick at, Beth? An infidelity on your brother's part? Patricide by your very own hands?"

Spare a Sinday Thought || Always Accepting

She's draped casually against sumptuous leather, just another pretty thing in Larry's collection of beautifully bizzare trinkets and curios. What passes for a casual Sunday visitation ~after church but not quite in time for brunch~ and for a few moments, she continues to read one of the alternative papers that speak more on the concerns of the average citizen than the big Five that he occupies himself with. She really had expected better from the Times after their journalist strike but it is what it is. An elegant hand turns the page. Another brings the bone-china cup to her lips and she moistens them, lubricates her tongue, with rich dark coffee. "Unfortunately," she says meticulously and at long last, "you probably see my braddah's name or picture in dere often enough. Man no can do wake up in da mornin' wi'out someone wan make commentary in it. Mos' of da time it's about his closure rate, or a scandal comin' from him catchin' somebody bein' stupid." A pause before her eyes flick to meet the arctic tundra of his profile. That crystalline blue of his gaze never fails to steal a touch of her breath. "Which is likely why dey nevah link bo'd ya names in a single article." She knows he has more skeletons in his closet ~perhaps even figuratively~ than she can make an accurate guess of, but then again…a good many of them don't come with jail sentences and press conferences. Instead there are whispers amongst the Traditions of the Janissaries, of the New World Order {and how THEY would love to get their hands on someone like Larry} and a whole host of self-policing entities that neither one can fathom. Perhaps that's why she's so inclined to walk beside him into his sorcerous endeavours, taking on the unrequested Role of Virgil to his Dante. For whatever reason she feels responsible for him. "Hardly t'ink da kine about who he's seen out wi'd or who might be in his bed is really notewor'dy. He's single, properly divorced, and so free to frolic wi' whomevah he likes so long as dey also not marry. An' my braddah would make sure dat his paramour doesn't bring a spouse into da relationship. Oh…oh…wait. Is…is dat somet'ing concerns you? Is he your type, Larry?" She giggles at her own joke. Deep down she suspects that maybe the man has even less interest in a physical relationship than Beth, regardless of the body it comes with. "As f' da Admiral, I can promise you one t'ing. If I were da one t' harvest him from dis ear'd? No one would evah know, nor would dere be any evidence left behind. Be like he nevah existed, an' good riddence." She's never recorded any of the thousands of times she's conceived of, plotted out to the finest detail, and not carried out her red-soaked dreams of murdering the man in question. She has no guilt or stain on her soul for having fantasised so deeply about it that sometimes she's truly disappointed when he turns up within a few days, largely to spend time with his son. "I t'ink da worst sin evah I could commit…is not one dat would make da papers. In circumstances I have hard time imagining, would be…how sleeper might say it… fall t' da Dark Side, as it. One of our mos' sacred rules an' it carries a sentence worse dan death," she enunciates that word carefully so to avoid misunderstanding, "says 'Conspire not wi' an Enemy of Ascension'. T' actively work against da wonder of what is, an' what could be… t' join our enemy in war… I mean I can't say it nevah could happen. Dat's wha' make dem so insidious. In a more….mortal kind of way…somehow my mana gettin' away from me…hurtin' people or environment or somet'ing like dat… I'd turn myself in. Not able to live wi' doin' somet'ing dat could hurt innocent people." Immaculate brows furrow above her eyes, the corners of her mouth down turned, Beth is clearly disturbed by even just the idea. She pushes it away with something she tells herself is equally unappealing but not nearly as devastating. "Dat is if sweepin' ya papers off ya desk an' havin' you right here an' now is off da table."

#thebiggestlies #What True Power Is|Lawrence Lynch #Every Spell and Gesture|Larry and Beth #The Chronicles of the Black Labyrinth #Not A Murder Ballad|World of Darkness #Brooklyn Stories|New York #Lost in Translation || N S F W

[promethea-silk]

Forever Yours, Nocturnal me

The early mornings within the Gray estate tended to hold an eerie and muted atmosphere. Those moments before the household woke to begin their daily chores and duties allowed for a silence that Cordelia relished and often used to her advantage. Of course, there were the ever present sounds of an older home that echoed throughout the halls bringing about a haunted  impression that gave a certain ‘life’ to the walls filled with macabre art and hallways lined with trinkets and darkened decor. 

A gentle patter came from footfalls that carried Cordelia through those same halls, gliding through them like an unbeknownst specter bathed in the bluish hues of dawn, dripping in dark silk and lace. She found her way to a large open room, busts and statues held an ominous and looming presence. Bronze urns took their place within large armoires and various taxidermied insects spotted the walls. Her dark and stormy gray eyes fell to an ornate seating stool that rested nearby to some of the smaller stone busts and a grin tugged at her lips.

With her back turned to them, Cordelia sat herself upon the stool, crossing her legs and resting her hands upon her lap as she released a quiet sigh. Many a morning and night had she visited this room, spending hours doing what many in the household only assumed was meditating in sorts. However, her purpose for finding this perch was far deeper than finding a quiet, relaxing peace. 

Tilting her chin upward slightly, her lips parted as she spoke lowly. “Good morning…husband.” The words were sharp and directed to seemingly no one and had someone caught the chance to peer into the room, they might have assumed she was conversing with herself. Though in reality, an unseen presence filled the room, or rather, many trapped beings now found this their final resting place. 

The woman was hardly daft and when her plans began taking charge, Cordelia ensured that there were few, if any, mishaps which included binding the soul of her departed husband to one of the busts within this very room. A whole array of hosts resided within the various artifacts now adorning the shelves and cases, but she made it a point to visit Ambrose’s. It was unsuspecting, no one would take notice unless she guided them to the room and even then, the magic was hardly detectable as Cordelia had made sure of it. 

“Your brother is beginning to wear on my nerves, Ambrose…Often I wonder if I made a mistake in allowing him to take breath.” Her gaze fell to her lap, fingers moving to take a small piece of fuzz between the tips to pluck it from her nightgown and remove it, tossing it aside to the floor. “I have always found his presence to be of the obnoxious type and yet he continues to find ways to eat at my patience.”

Pausing, she chuckled to herself in thought, shifting now so that she could face the bust in which Ambrose Gray’s soul lingered. “You should know, the business is flourishing under my wing and is continuing to do so. There are many plans in the making, it truly is a shame you are unable to witness the growth happening which you could not muster."

Pursing her lips, she hummed, another thought flitting through her mind that was left unspoken. Perhaps Ambrose was not there in the flesh to see her brag about her success, however she took great pleasure in the ability to still remind him day to day. A hand lifted from her lap to press to the cool stone cheek of the bust, her nose scrunching just so. "Continue to rest in torment, husband. I will visit you again tomorrow morn...and every one following."

With that, she pushed to stand and began to make her way from the room heavy with souls as the quiet beginnings of the morning bustles began from deep within the manor. Her back turned to those that remained, a smirk on her lips as she saw to her own routine that started each day.

#moth lady #delia things #balmung rp #ffxiv #FFXIV RP #House Gray