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secretagentsociety · 1 year

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Huge yandere X extremely concerningly chill reader pt2

We all know the drill eng isn't my first language,I didn't proof read yada yada and this is again just self indugent

more about huge yandere!

•first thing first the world you're in Because no!people no no this fic is not taking place in our normal modern world that would be boring.to write,anyway this world is a fantasy world called gaia,it have worrior,villains,heroes,fairy,god goddesses,elf,goblins and even the legendary m.i.l.f. and d.i.l.f so there's that.

In my defense who doesn't know a fantasy magic based world amirite? Alr we done? We cool with this? Moving on!!

• so whats like his deal?,like what's his backstory?Well you're in luck!bcuz I have just the thing!firstly he hails from a humble beginning-

Nah he's the hero of this world,yes you heard it right the righteous hero,summoned isekaid typical op mc but he's just built naturally tall and naturally scary so ppl thought of him as a devil and basically discredit his hero Status, The mages then proceed to summon another hero a more traditional looking one yk?suave,cool,has way with words and prolly have a whole harem?yes that replaced our beloved yandere

oh but it's fine!he doesn't rlly see the point of a harem,in his eyes there can only be one person he shall devote his life into And that is you!:D his beautiful dearest darling (yes even if you're a dude you'd still be beautiful to him)(no exceptions)

• now that his backstory is over let's get to know him really His name is Tresh (real name unknown)(goes by Tresh cuz yes)

his height?that depends how tall are you?now take that and add about...hmmm....alot more than that and bam!you have his height!(How many is alot more is unspecified,go ham make him a giant for all we care :P)

His appearance typical scary mobster but still kinda cute kinda hot ya feel me?,like wouldn't be the first guy you laid your eyes on but wouldn't be the dude you forget instantly

his hair is basically just black with little white strand to it His eye colour plain brown just normal brown that looked like black nothin special but it's cute yk?I love brown eyes,they cool,they vibing

•his job? well he's basically a hero?villain?who knows not even me the author knows,but I could tell you this,since he is the original hero the world favours him GREATLY!

so don't even try to run cuz some of the most ridiculous sht will happen to you like for example tripping on a stick and bam! Right into his arm how you get there?idk.

and since he basically got the world's favor he's strong as fk remember? he's mc,typical op and yada yada all that jazzy plot armor,yes he had those even if he's 'replaced' the only thing the new hero can obtain is just the thing he never pursue After

which he felt lucky that he pursue you (he say pursue I say kidnapping,but yk what tomato potato) Before the new hero,cuz just the thought of you being eyed by that sleezy womaniser!perverted!douchebag! new hero made him angry to the point his mana spills out causing a not so good natural disaster

Oh well he's sure the new hero will fix it :D

• how jealous CAN he get Now I mentioned previously he's jealous as fk,now his jealousy doesn't show Infront of you,although if it did you prolly wouldn't even gaf,but behind you oh boy...

honestly had you not been aware of you surroundings?!

basically everyone avoided gazing at you for more than 5 seco-i mean 3-no?ok 2 seconds???- okay he gotta stop or everyone gonna have to use a blindfold just to keep the empire peaceful and away from his wrath

may or may not have had his loyal subordinates to trail after you,not to stalk you or anything (yes it's to stalk you) it's just to take records of what you're doing everyday (which is stalking) but it's not rlly stalking if it's for your safety (nope still stalking) he just loves you so much what if you got injured?!and he wasn't there?! Oh god the horror of paper cuts you could be in pain!!(cool motif still stalking)

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Have to stop here bcuz it'll be too long,I shall continue later.

Pt1

#yandere male #yandere oc x reader #yandere hero #yandere x darling #Tw yandere

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fangirleaconmigo · 2 years

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Geraskier concept (PART TWO IN THE REBLOG)

How about an AU where Julian Alfred Pankratz’s family is a scary, violent family…like evil necromancers who work for imperialists and do their dirty work. Magical mobsters. Something like that.

And when Julian is ‘brought into the family business’ as a teen, he is taken on an errand and witnesses a murder. He is so traumatized by it. He vomits. He rages.

He isn’t a hero or anything but he does have a conscience and harming others and violence sickens him.

He wants to run away but his father is too powerful. He would never be able to get far enough. So he asks his father to let him go. To release him from his family obligations.

His father is like absolutely not. You’re young. Once you get a little experience, you’ll realize that killing is necessary. All of this idealism and self righteousness is just naïveté and childishness. So just stay. You’ll get used to it.

Julian is like no I will never be alright with killing people.

They fight like demons about it and Julian’s father tells him he will let him go under one condition. That he consents to having a spell put on him. “The day you kill someone, everything will go black and you will wake up here, under an obligation to work for me.”

They are both so sure of themselves.

Julian agrees to it almost before his father is even done explaining himself. He has nothing to lose. “I’ll never do it,” he vows.

Julian’s father is so sure his son will eventually become like him. Will follow in his footsteps. So he casts the spell and Julian agrees to change his name to sever their connection. He calls himself Jaskier and he takes off.

Freedom is exhilarating. Jaskier drinks and sings and fucks and meets new people and sees the world. Most importantly he gets to be himself.

Of course his father keeps tabs on him and occasionally sends a messenger to ask if he’s tired of being a brat. He tries to get him to come back. But the answer is always no.

Then Jaskier meets Geralt. At first it’s just admiration and of course (of course) lust, like everything else. But it quickly transforms into something else. They spend nights talking by campfires, drinking together, talking shit, making fun of aldermen who are afraid of Geralt or who don’t want to pay him. They fit together in a way Jaskier has never experienced.

And Geralt is magnificent. Geralt protects him and pulls him out of danger and saves his life time and time again. Jaskier falls in love with his entire heart and soul. He thinks it is one sided. So he decides to never confess it. But oh he loves him. He harbors it in his heart.

But he cannot bring himself to tell him about his family. Mostly, he is ashamed, though he isn’t sure if it is of his father or himself.

Then one day, Geralt is set upon by superstitious villagers being egged on by a mage who wants Geralt run out of town. Geralt, strong as he is, can be overwhelmed by magic plus being outnumbered.

Jaskier is in a tavern performing, but he finishes and comes upon the scene just as Geralt has fallen. He realizes with soul deep panic that Geralt could die if he doesn’t help him. The only way to do so is to silence the mage who hasn’t yet seen Jaskier.

When Jaskier picks up the knife he knows he will likely never see Geralt again. He knows it will mean a life of soul destroying evil. Of conformity. Of captivity. Of being under his father’s thumb again.

But they are bearing down on Geralt and no one else can help him. Geralt who has saved his life more times than he can count.

And what is love if not willingness to sacrifice?

So he steps out of the shadows and buries the knife in the mages neck. By the time he pulls it out, he turns to mist and the knife clatters to the ground.

With the mage dead, Geralt easily overwhelms the villagers and frees himself. He didn’t see who killed the mage but there’s no time to figure it out. he goes to find Jaskier so they can get out of town.

But Jaskier is gone. Geralt cannot find him anywhere. He tortures himself with thoughts about why Jaskier abandoned him. Did he sense that Geralt had fallen in love with him and so abandoned him? Did he grow tired of dealing with the prejudice that dogs Geralt? Did he see the mob and say…no more?

And who stabbed the mage? Certainly not Jaskier. Not his Jaskier who vomits at the sight of blood.

But Geralt cannot in his heart of hearts believe, truly believe that Jaskier would leave without a word. Would he? He thinks he can accept it and forget about him. But he can’t. It haunts him. So he decides he needs answers. He wants jaskier to explain himself.

If only he could find him and ask. He could put his heart at ease. But he realizes with horror that he has never actually asked Jaskier about his family or his life. What kind of friend has he been? And how will he find him?

Then he remembers something.

One night at a performance, someone called Jaskier some other name. Jaskier hustled them away, and Geralt doesn’t remember the whole thing.

The only word he remembers is Lettenhove.

He will go there. He will get his answers.

#the witcher #geraskier #geralt of rivia #jaskier #Jaskier’s murder family

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thewertsearch · 1 year

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This Exile uses a darker, Derse-themed version of the White Queen’s font, just in case we were in any doubt that this is, in fact, Snowman. It’s conceivable that the Black King could also speak like this, but he was killed before he could be Exiled.

Snowman doesn’t use this ‘voice’ in the Intermission - but by then, she’d abandoned decorum to become a mobster.

You were wondering when she'd come back. This time you are ready for her.

Terezi is fully cognizant of Snowman’s commands, so she can’t be controlled directly. Snowman will have to open a dialogue with Terezi and manipulate her the old-fashioned way.

Savvy as always, Terezi is the first Player to figure out how to talk to her Exile directly.

Well, I guess Snowman is actually Vriska’s Exile, since they’re both eight-themed, and that’s who she started with. Terezi’s true Exile hasn’t been revealed yet, and my fingers are still crossed for Problem Sleuth.

>To begin your mission. [...] >You must eliminate the archagent. >Exile Jack Noir.

Send me my kismesis, Seer.

>Nepeta: Surely you must be adventurin' by now.

Why yes, as a matter of fact. It does appear that the ROGUE OF HEART has been keeping herself quite busy.

Nepeta is a troll matchmaker. A heart isn’t the only symbol she’s involved with, but it is an important one. Maybe this Aspect represents love?

Rouge also makes a lot of sense. It’s generally a combat class, centered around stealth and agility - perfect for a catgirl, not to mention an experienced huntress.

Admittedly, she doesn’t seem all that stealthy - but she’s definitely built for offense.

You inquire into whereabouts of the MAID OF TIME. The HEIR OF VOID has no idea where she went! She just disappeared.

Congratulations, Equius, on narrowly beating out Mage of Doom as the coolest-sounding Title in the comic.

His planet is the Land of Caves and Silence. Caves are holes in the earth, and Silence is the absence of sound, so Void seems like a pretty straightforward Aspect. It represents nothing, nullification, or absence.

Plus, he’s an Heir, like John. We’ve talked about about how John’s Class seems to involve just being given things - and this is sort of true for Equius, too. He was born with his strength, and his place on the hemospectrum, and didn’t have to do anything to ‘earn’ them. This is true for all the high-blooded trolls, though, so it’s not exactly unique to him.

I’ve also speculated that the Heir is a generalist class, which can fulfil multiple roles. I wonder what you could do as a generalist of ‘nothing’?

#2524 #homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #act 5 #s44

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homebrewstims · 3 months

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A megaboard (?) based on all 14 contestants of the 1942 Festival of Termina-- one gif each

x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x Banner

They are in alphabetical order:

Abella: A mechanic from the northern capital Oldegård. She is part of an underground rebel organization.

August: A mysterious elderly gentleman from the northern capital of Oldegård. He seems to know a lot of the situation at hand...

Caligura: A ruthless mobster from the Vatican City. His cruel ways and his ghoulish appearance earned him the nickname "Count Dragul" among his peers.

Daan: A doctor with an unorthodox background including several years on the frontlines.

Henryk: A chef from the Kingdom of Rondon. Adamant about keeping his life secret. It's another thing whether there really is anything interesting to hide or not...

Karin: A war correspondent/journalist who has seen the worst The Second Great War has had to offer.

Levi: A former child soldier with a lot of experience in modern warfare despite his young age.

Marcoh: A small-time thug from the Vatican City/An aspiring amateur boxer struggling to stay on the lawful path.

Marina: An occultist apprentice returning home from her studies in the Vatican City.

O'saa: A mysterious yellow mage hailing originally from the land of Abyssonia.

Olivia: A botanist returning to Prehevil for her sister.

Pav: A lieutenant of the Bremen army. He has quickly risen in ranks and clearly he has a goal of his own that goes beyond army matters.

Samarie: A dark priest apprentice from the Vatican City. Doesn't tell much about her life beyond that...

Tanaka: A businessman who has travelled from far east all the way to the Europa to take an advantage of the political turmoil, all in the name of his family business.

(via the wiki)

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mysticstarlightduck · 4 months

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Are there any hobbies or careers your characters have that you'd like to do one day?

(I'm asking because I noticed how I picked up coding from my oc Elijah, so of course I'm curious)

Thank you for the Ask, Bug! That's a very, very interesting question!

Most of my WIP's take place in either very historical high fantasy settings or futuristic sci-fi worlds. Even my modern superhero story takes place in a near, very cyberpunk, future.

So most of the jobs/careers my characters have are either:

1. very, very old and dated to that specific time period (such as being a sword-fighting knight of a chivalric order, an indentured servant working for a noble in the Victorian Era, etc),

2. fictional (a dragon rider, a spaceship navigator in a far off galaxy, a mage from a mystical high council, etc),

3. highly illegal and morally incorrect (mobster/mafia boss, assassin, tomb-raider thief, etc)

Therefore, it is very difficult/impossible for me to say which of those occupations I would actually pick up in my real life, lmao, BUT, I know which jobs I would like to have if I actually lived in the world of my WIPs, as in, if I were a fictional character as well. Being the leader of the Dragon Riders from The Last Wrath would be very fun, while I would love being an adventurous space pilot in Supernova Initiative.

However, out of the actual hobbies - not main jobs - my characters have, however, I can safely say that learning how to sew (Nethen Fahris's hobby from The Last Wrath, and Julia Killian's from Enchanted Illusions), play the violin (Marcus Kallihan's hobby from Enchanted Illusions), and learning high level computer-science (Jym Callister's hobby and job from Open Secret Files) would definitely be very fun and helpful!

#asked and answered!#writing #writeblr #my wips #writers #writerblr #character writing #writers on tumblr #my characters #my writing

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xxdreamersdesirexx · 10 months

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Jasmine Harley--Mage of Rage, her four alien mobster husbands and their mean wife. ♣️❤️💖♦️♠️👑

#oc: jasmine harley #wip: omega sessions #homestuck oc #mage of rage #homestuck #homestuck fanart #sburb session #self ship #selfship #self insert #s/i community #my art

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v1leblood · 8 months

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Pactdice characters are cool and all but it’s all about that CONTEXT! Any other pcs + what’s your relationship - you all in a circle or what’s going on?

there's 4 other players in the campaign but one of them is in-between characters rn so idk what the state of his PC is in-universe. the player characters got summoned into a small town where they had distant (practitioner) family by the town's others bc there's a power vacuum and they need local practitioners to fill it and block off the chance for their adversaries to launch a bid for Lordship

the PCs range from 12 to 18 which is very funny bc i'm playing the oldest (cherri) and she genuinely thinks the 12 year old is the one most qualified to be lord. but shes 12 so she doesnt want to put that responsibility on her shoulders. which means the next person most qualified to be lord is herself, because she had a huge slapfight (with a body count) with the 16 year old and the 14 year old is so unstable that she had to take in a mobster so the 14 year old wouldn't murder her for being inconvenient

cherri's a cultist turned harbinger of Something patterned after an inversion of the catholic trinity (chthonic instead of celestial, blood-and-body-of-christ literalized as actual flesh), eliana (12) is a city mage slash host who accrues favor with city spirits and etc by taking in things spirits don't want around (like helping clean up a neighborhood by eating the distilled spirit of an infestation in the form of a spiritual rat), sabina (16) is an incarnate practitioner associated with an incarnation of Justice, and luna (14) is a heroic mage with a focus on two local bloodlines of heroes and villains

cherri and luna's families were allied but cherri tried to be friends with luna and it did not go well, and cherri and sabina's families were ancestral enemies based on what their last predecessors did & one of cherri's inherited other servants had vowed to kill whoever the head of sabina's family was so. conflict ensued since sabina wanted to kill luisa (the other) to protect herself and cherri did not want her oomfie killed.

she gets along with eliana well enough though!

#asks #pactdice #i guess!

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drakor127 · 1 year

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Straight friend groups are like: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*

Gay friend groups are like:

*nihilistic crow*

*purple cat girl with a temper*

*mage who is just done with shit*

*exterminator with a degree in drag*

*two idols with homicidal tendencies*

*cat boy mobster*

*shark*

*the fun uncle crimelord*

*the homicidal Ice cream*

*the former rich girl with a shovel*

*the baseball playing virus*

*the dragon*

*cabal of food bandits*

*angel of death*

*three Epithets and an android*

*an empress goth*

*two shinigami*

*a moon girl and her moth sister.*

#Team Nocturne #i tried

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faolonfiendrender · 7 months

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Mage Hunters Guide: Werewolves NO. under no circumstances should you engage a werewolf. If one views you as food in its hunger, try to find a large animal, any large animal. Even when out of control most werewolves prefer a nice cow or horse to a person. If one is pissed at you run like hell for a vehicle or barring that a hiding spot to pray to whatever relevant deity. You will know which it is when it happens. I mean sure, silver rounds and silver-plated blades hurt them like normal, but all that means is that instead of being that instead of being hulking creatures with no real sense of pain and a shock threshold so high that you could sever their aorta and they'd shake it off that possess unbreakable skin, they are simply the above without the unbreakable skin. My suggestion if you are suicidal enough to try to fight one, (or have found one where the human has gotten enough control to voluntarily transform, but said human is absolutely on board with killing people for no reason) is try to bring artillery, a cannon is simple to make, and a cannonball made of silver is probably gonna work. Barring that, let gravity do your work, letting them lunge off cliffs does tend to kill them. The last bit of advice is that the werewolf is on a time limit. Even the voluntary ones are forced back to human at sunrise and sunset, and most will turn human once the moon is no longer visible. At this point they are basically just normal people, proceed as you would for the human form, most are aware they are a werewolf. Now helping unwilling werewolves is another matter entirely. The most effective method is getting them to embrace their wolf-self. This tends to remove the rift between wolf and man, letting them be more in control when a wolf and granting some benefits while a man, (do be careful, and make sure they aren't the type of person who would make the wolf form worse, avoid teaching cops, mobsters, and domestic terrorists among others) If that won't work for whatever reason, I suggest having them make sure they have some large amount of meat laced with generous amounts of sedatives for dogs nearby when they transform. The meat will be eaten and the sedatives will kick in pretty fast. The last method is the old chain yourself to something immovable method. Silver plated chains as the wolf form won't strain too hard against them, probably wrapped around an old tree or overpass support column works. Overpass support column works very well because even if it rips out the thing it's chained to it will collapse alot of rubble on itself and probably won't dig out that much before dawn.

#unreality #mage slayer's guide

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lumilasi · 2 months

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Dipping back to my old fandom kinda made me want to bring back/redesign another, very old (I'm talking 10 years) character that was loosely inspired by Grimmjow back then. Also bcuz I need more lesbian ships, and she (Reina) used to have a fun one with her GF.

Unfortunately the said GF belonged to my friend, and that character has no up-to-date design. She also has no time to really make one, so I just decided to utilize another (recently) scrapped character of mine to design her a new one, while keeping some aspects of that old dynamic I loved. Like Reina being a silly, annoying goof towards her GF lol

There's going to be at least one more decade old character involved with this group, that I want to bring back because of how much I still love his design lol

Generally speaking, I should probably just think of my characters as small groups with their own dynamics, rather than constantly think of the big picture, as that gets too overwhelming too quickly....

Fun facts about the two below:

The bow in Irina's cardigan serves as the top button as well, and sometimes she wears it with only that button closed.

She can transform her umbrella into a blade or a whip, and use it as a shield or float with it. or just to smack when her kitty is being mischievous

she has a yellow sleeveless top and black leggings under her cardigan and boots.

Reina is from a special werecat family that are also known as Stormbringers, as each member has an elemental power somehow connecting to storms. Reina's is wind element

Irina was adopted by a Winter Warlock (whose patron is Jack Frost) called Marcus Vasile, when she was a toddler. She was abandoned there by her family who didn't know what to do with her magic powers

Marcus is a Romanian noble, or has noble heritage to be exact, though he's mostly seen as an eccentric rich hermit, or was before he got himself a daughter.

Reina is close with her older brother whose element is lightning; they bicker and fight a lot, but make for a badass fighter team once they work together.

Same can be said about Reina and Irina, although they don't actually physically fight, just bicker a lot.

#artists on tumblr #oc illustration #lesbian #sapphic #digital art #oc reference #werecat #witch #lumi's art scribbles #lumi's chaotic creations #Night City parlor #The mage and the mobster #my oc #lumi’s art scribbles #Reina Montero #Irina Vasile #chibi

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therealityhelix · 1 year

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By Talos, This Can’t be Happening pt 27

Now resuming Tamriel Tuesday! America’s sweethearts try to leave Chorrol.

@cardwrecks @captainbaddecisions

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Swag awoke to a headache the size of the White-Gold Tower. Every inch of him felt heavy, and his mouth was filled with powerful, cloying sweetness. He could barely remember what had happened the night before except that it had certainly involved Helix. Several times.

They had definitely been drugged. He was familiar enough with the feeling to recognize what had happened. Likely at dinner, but why? And who? And were they the only ones?

“Helix?” he rasped. “Baby? You okay?”

“Mnh.” she moaned noncommittally, voice just as rough as his. “Feel like I got run over by a horse.”

“You know what that feels like?”

“Unfortunately.”

Well that explained a few things. Namely, why they weren't just riding one all over the world, and in particular why that one date he'd planned had gone so awry.

“My poor baby.” he cleared his throat, trying to get his voice out of 'mobster who smoked three packs a day for forty years' range. “You know what happened to us?”

“Maybe. Somebody tried to poison us?”

“I dunno if it was poison, but it was definitely some kind of 'substance' if you know what I mean.”

She groaned and rolled over, cuddling into his chest to block the low mage lights.

“I gotcha babe.” Swag said, draping an arm over her. They drifted in and out for an unmeasurable amount of time, helpless in the throes of lingering aftereffects, until Anthragar banged on the door.

“You two!” he called through the door. “You were at the Oak and Crosier last night, weren't you? Are you all right?”

Swags brain churned through the headache fog. It hadn't been just them.

“We're...alive?” Swag offered.

“Oh, thank the Nine! When we heard what happened, and you didn't come upstairs, I ran down to find you! Are you ill?”

“Not exactly...What do you mean you heard what happened?”

“Everyone who was at the Oak and Crosier last night was drugged with moonsugar.” Anthragar said. “Talasma has been arrested, but she insists it's impossible.”

“Moonsugar?” Helix mumbled. “That's...not great.”

“What's the deal with it?” Swag asked.

“It's sugar, but it's also basically heroin. But worse.”

“Goddamn. And that cat lady just put it in our food? Just because?”

Big crunchy sugar crystals, sopped up with the bread and honey. It had been right out in the open.

“Frankly, it seems odd to me.” Anthragar said. “Talsama is a snob, not a poisoner. She wouldn't do anything to jeopardize her business.”

“Some kind of accident? Sabotage?”

“We might never know. I just wanted to make sure you two were all right.”

Swag rolled over with a groan. “Well, we're definitely feeling it, but I think we'll be okay.”

They kept feeling it for the better part of the day, cuddling close through the shivering, rolling apart with only fingers touching during the heat waves. The exhaustion lingered, as did the overly sweet flavor on their tongues. They could taste it on each other through idle kisses, feel the spasms in each other's muscles while they held each other. Anthragar kindly brought them simple meals.

“I tried moonsugar once, when I was much younger.” he admitted. “It was pleasant, right up until it wasn't. You'll probably feel better by tomorrow. The investigation into Talsama's business has come up with some supplies that may have possibly been tampered with. She might not have known, or she might have been in on it. Either way, the Countess will probably be getting involved.”

Well, that was none of their business, as long as this didn't happen again. If the cat lady did it on purpose, well, he'd been in a local jail. They kinda sucked.

Not that Swag was some squeaky clean D.A.R.E. Program success story. He indulged in things that were not alcohol. But he only ever did it by choice, and the removal of his consent was what really irked him.

The dreams were wild, full of demons and stars, that sweet feminine voice whispering possibilities. The flash of fangs in red moonlight. A silvery fox always just barely out of reach. Suffocation.

That last bit actually woke him up. Helix had crawled on top of him in their fitful sleep, and had her arm across his throat. She jerked awake when he did, rolled off with a quiet apology.

“Weird dreams?”

“Yeah...”

“Here.” He folded her up in his arms, so they were molded into one another. “Harder to choke me this way. Not that I'm complaining, mind, but I'd prefer to be awake when you do that.”

“I'll just file that away for later.”

“Ooh, baby.” he shivered playfully against her. “Can't wait.”

It took them until the next afternoon to be hale enough to engage in that kind of fun, and by then they were both beyond tired of being in bed.

They split up under the Great Oak, Dar-Ma and her singing absent. Swag headed to the Fire and Steel to pick up his gauntlets. Rasheda had them ready, noticeably colder in demeanor towards him.

He tried them on, and his eyebrows climbed.

“Wow...these are perfect!”

It really did feel like he was wearing next to nothing, the metal sections fitting seamlessly into one another, allowing for a full range of movement.

“Not gonna lie, this is super impressive.”

Rasheda smiled, drawn up in satisfaction.

“This kind of thing is my preference.” she said. “My passion. Speaking of...”

Uh-oh. Well, here it came.

“Look, I didn't assume that I was going to tie you down, and frankly, I don't even want a permanent relationship just yet.” she explained. “That being said, I'm also not interested in helping you run around on your wife. If you weren't sure about her, you shouldn't have put that ring on her.”

You don't know the half-

He held up his gloved hands.

“Yo, don't worry about it. She and I have a kind of understanding.”

“Sure you do.”

“Seriously. We both know about each other, and we stay anyway. That's between us. She knows, and she literally doesn't care.”

“Well I do. I'm not going to make a big fuss about it, but I'm not just going to continue on with it either.”

“Fair enough. These are great, by the way, I'll definitely recommend you.”

“You'd better!”

He found Helix outside the Gray Mare, staring blankly into the middle distance as a visibly drunk man babbled into her ear. Swag was familiar with that look. It was the Emotionless Gaze of Approaching Disaster. Helix wore it when she was locked in the valiant internal struggle to refrain from tearing someones spine out through their nose.

He'd probably better go save her. And the drunk fellow too.

“Hey baby!” he called, strutting over. “Check out my fancy fingers!”

“Oh, look. My husband is here.” Helix said, tone alternating between sweet and harsh.

“Hm?” the drunkard turned to him, squinting. “Oh. Yes. So he is. So as I was saying-”

“Nope. Leaving.” Helix said, and was at Swag's side in a heartbeat.

“Okay, but if you see him, step on his toes for me!” the drunk man called after her.

“So, besides silly, what was that all about?” Swag asked as they walked away. Helix heaved an exasperated sigh.

“He thinks someone in another city is impersonating him, and he's pissed about it. He's also too goddamn drunk to do anything about it himself, so he's basically begging every adventurer he sees to go kick this guy's butt. Nobody even knows if this other guy even exists! Whatever, when we go to Cheydinhal, if I see him, I probably will stomp on his foot, just for how annoying this guy is!”

“Sweet revenge. Well, now that I've got my gloves, maybe we should pack up and take this show on the road?” Swag suggested. Helix nodded.

Teekeeus and Alberic sent them off warmly, Anthragar trying to foist more clothing on them even as they were leaving.

“You know, I can't tell if that guy just loves fashion as much as I do, or if he was trying to say something rude about my style.” Swag said as they headed for the gate.

“Who could say anything rude about your style?” Helix said soothingly, as if she wasn't fully aware that Gotham's trendsetters had left him behind years ago. Fickle, ungrateful Time raced on without him. One day his iconic look would be regarded the same as tweed jackets with leather elbows, or stirrup pants. Oh well. Everyone had two choices: grow old or don't. And he had come far too close to the latter to ever regret clinging to the former.

Besides, in a few years, he might be regarded as fashionably retro. The new old hotness. Not that he needed to wait to be hot, he was himself after all, and-

Seed-Neeus paced around just outside the gate, staring off into the forest, tail lashing in distress.

“Oh! You! Nord!” she cried, dashing up to him, her fins flat against her head. “Have you seen my daughter? I know you've been talking to her! Filled her head up with silly notions of adventuring, and now look at what's happened!”

“Woah, woah, woah! Ma'am calm down. You mean Dar-Ma? What do you mean, what's happened?” Swag asked. He hadn't spoken to the kid in a few days, though they had passed one another on the street.

“She went off to Hackdirt without me!” the Argonian lady exclaimed. “We were supposed to go together. I deliver to the Moslins twice a month. The pay is good, but that village is very brusque and unfriendly, and she isn't used to that yet. We were supposed to go yesterday but...”

Swag nodded.

“I saw you at the Oak and Crosier too. That wasn't a nice prank to play on the town, was it?”

“Blast that Talasma! I simply wasn't aware enough when she told me she would take the delivery instead. I would have told her to wait, but she's been trying so hard lately to prove herself. What's worse: she took the leftovers from that cursed meal with her! We didn't know yet what had caused my malady. All she knew was that I wasn't feeling well, so she thought she would take on the responsibility. Oh, the thought of her, drugged and lost out in the woods, with only her horse for a companion...I can't bear it!”

His eyes flicked to Helix. From one mother to another, there was no way she was going to let this go. And he knew the kid too. He didn't think he could forgive himself if he walked away now.

“So, uh...which way's Hackdirt?” he asked.

?~?~?~?~?

#sartorial sorcery #Swag!Riddler #Helix #Riddler Family

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anime-grimmy-art · 3 years

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Drawings and Sketches that accumulated over the week.

I rly wanted to draw some of my fav job outfits, cos they look SO good. And most sketches are based on discord convos.

And yes, I'm not even gonna deny that fairy Elvis came to be bcs I had bare chest deficiency.

#bravely default #bravely default 2 #bd #bd2 #bdii #fanart #au #gloria #seth #adelle #elvis #fav jobs outfits #bravebearer #thief #red mage #swordmaster #ab window OvO #fairy elvis #mobster au

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derelict-hotblood · 5 years

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UGHHHHHH I spent a lot of time on this dfgfhgjnm its @windycube ;s fursony Cielo beatin the shit out of somethin with my fursony Solomon (a thylacine!)

I know if I look at it too long im gonna find stuff wrong with it SDFGH SO POSTING NOW while I still love it! its almost 3am...am gonna sleep now! But yeah, wanted to draw some Cool Stuff™ for a Cool Person™(windy)

#cielo #solomon #his name is solomon T crane #or salt #hes a mobster #and gay af #listen i just wanna draw fursonas hangin out and maybe comitting crimes #gift for windy!#art for friend #im mcfucken tired #GNIGHT #my art #Sol is also a blood mage n shit #hes really edgy i love him

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christinesficrecs · 2 years

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Hi! Looking for sterek fics with Stiles as the more powerful person? Kind of along the lines of when Rome's in ruins fic?

Probably not what you're looking for, mostly magic!Stiles or Alpha!Stiles.

When Rome's in Ruins (We are the Lions) by Kedreeva | 209K | Explicit

Humankind has turned arena battles between supernatural creatures into its largest form of entertainment. Stiles Stilinski is a well-known warden who comes to arena-fighter Derek Hale to make him an offer.

Not the usual form of Payment by Anchanee | 98.9K | Explicit

John Stilinski has been brutally killed and Stiles Stilinski finds himself thrust to the head of the American branch of the Stilinski Clan at the age of eighteen. The mobster family that operates mainly in central Europe, but had branched out to America with one very talented Claudia Stilinski, who had secured the market of central California (San Francisco, Brentwood, San Jose). She was succeeded by her husband and now her son.

When his enforcer, Isaac, brings him Derek Hale as compensation for his family's debt, he’s not quite sure what to do. The Hales were a successful family who had worked with the Stilinskis quite successfully over the last decades. Now they are offering their son instead of money. Though Stiles is still learning the ropes of this mob business, he's pretty sure that THAT'S not normal!

Stiles ends up using Derek as a bodyguard which is probably not what you’re meant to do with a rival family’s son, but Stiles is making this up as he goes. And despite him being a mobster, he still has some dignity left.

Better Fortunes by SmallBirds | 39.6K

When a group of sinister men attempt to kidnap Stiles Stilinski from the Brooklyn apartment he shares with his stepsister, Lydia, Stiles is forced to activate a spell that translocates him to where he'll be safest. Derek Hale isn't sure what to do about the soaking wet young man he finds wandering down a Beacon County roadside during the middle of a thunderstorm, but he feels compelled to help him. There's something about Stiles that Derek finds fascinating, and before long the two become embroiled in each other's lives. Despite the threat to his life and the sudden upheaval of everything he's ever known, Stiles is having a hard time feeling too upset about that.

with bloody feet across the hallowed ground by owlpostagain | 29.9K

There were no last words. No more pleas, no more screaming. Just the sound of Stiles squeezing the trigger, the explosion of a second shot rocketing out of the revolver, and the hunters bursting through the open doorway just in time to see the bullet slam squarely into the center of Derek’s chest.

Red Witch by rootbeer | 34.2K

The red hair of a banshee. The red eyes of an alpha. The red hoodie of a mage. The red of fire burning.

Derek Hale has been a prisoner to the hunters since they burned his family alive. But now someone has come to save him: skinny, defenseless Stiles--147 lbs of skin and fragile bones. Turns out, sarcasm isn't his only weapon.

#asks #sterek fics #ficrecs #bamf!stiles

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skalidra · 2 years

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dropping into your askbox to tell you that i absolutely love Non-Compliant and Fucked Androids. I truly can't wait for more of each one. All of your Reed900 stories are absolutely amazing. You're such a good writer and these stories keep people hooked. I was wondering if you had any recommendations for good Reed900 stories that you love? Thanks for all your amazing work, love! xx

Wow I'm late, but thank you! I very much appreciate it. XD

Yes, I do! After a brief trawl of my subscriptions and bookmarks, I have...

The Bad Decisions series by Tristinai- Detective!Gavin meets Mobster!Nines and a lot of kinky sex, questionable consent, and violence happens to, between, and around them. Wonderfully dark and I'm a sucker for organized crime AUs.

The OTP: Fight Club series by MorganOfTheFey - Canon Divergent standard Detective Reed and RK900 Nines, featuring a fantastically android-written Nines who presents as asexual, figuring out sexual things throughout the story (with some background plot).

Fata Morgana by Idiopathology - An AU with android FBI!Nines and android webcam-sex-worker!Gavin with a shady past, with buildign relationship over the course of a case.

Dragon Become Age by Errantwheat - As the name implies, this is a Dragon Age/Detroit: Become Human fusion, with Templar!Gavin and Mage!Nines in a slow-burn-ish building relationship. Enemies to lovers, as is best. This is unfinished and it's been a couple years since the last update, so I wouldn't hold out hope for an end, but what's there is good.

Charon by Vapewraith - Post-canon Reed900 that is a slow burn relationship build over the length of a casefic. Mysterious android murders, and so on. There's also a sequel fic that is still in-progress that's been pretty good so far.

In Your Place by FallLover - This is a sequel fic to Eversion, which is a very good HankCon reverse AU with lots of heavy kink. This has a different author, exploring a Reed900 relationship post the original story. Human!Nines and human!Gavin, with lots of Gavin trying to coem to terms with realizing he's kind of being a terrible person. It's pretty good so far, but still in progress.

With all of these, please MIND THE TAGS. I enjoy some kinky, dark, shit and I'm trusting all of you to check what you're getting yourself into before you actually get into it.

Have fun!

#Asks #Anonymous #Reed900 #Fic Recs

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