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cosmicstarlatte · 8 months

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Your blog and headcanons are living in my brain since i got here, and i just want to say, thank you, i love your work 💕 also, i saw this in other posts (i was in the monster fucker side and end up in the lover side, but im not complaining) about demon relantionship dynamics and i have a question, who of the demons do you think would use an accesory made of something of MC?

TW: blood and hair being used as accesory, demon dynamic being a little disturbing.

Like imagine if with magic MC (safelly) could make jewells with their blood, or in a more victorian way, maybe a bracelet with a lock of their hair. In my mind there would be Satan and Barbatos who have the jewellry always on them but are discret, and then there is Mammon and Asmo who show whatever MC gave them with pride.

Thank you so much anon!!!♡ It's messages like these that keep me motivated, I'm honored!!! 🥰 I hope you don't mind I changed it to just items with blood 😎 I was gonna keep this short originally but ended up getting carried away. This was seriously SO fun to write! I rly think they all would!

Giving Them An Item With Your Blood (Obey Me!)

Tags: Blood, Fluff, Demon Bros, Barb, Dia, GN!Reader, HCs

Lucifer: "Hm? It's from ___."

If someone happens to catch a rare glance at it & are curious enough to ask, he has no problem proudly answering he got the bloody vial necklace from you. He's not shy or ashamed about it, but prefers to keep it between you & him. It usually stays well hidden behind his high collared shirts. Sometimes when he's at home in his office & shirt unbuttoned, he will fidget around with it while doing paperwork. He loves it but won't ever tell you or anyone else how very attached to it he is. ♡

Mammon: "This one!? Not up for betting, scram!"

When isn't Mammon flashy??? The day you gave him the ring filled with some of your blood was basically the day you got married (in his mind) & he went around showing everyone. Of course some of his buddies asked if he'd bet it for a chance at clearing his debt but even that's one bet Mammon refused. He has a ritual of kissing his ring everyday, he thinks of it as his good luck charm even when he's actually having a bad day. He makes you kiss it to add extra luck (love) to it too. ♡

Levi: "I will guard this with my life."

Let's be honest, he doesn't care what it is & would wear/take whatever you give him. Your hairbrush? He will cuddle it.

When you presented him a blood vial bracelet, he got all teary eyed & nearly fainted from excitement. It easily became his most prized possession, he takes such good care of it. He wears it openly & you can see him fidget around with it when he gets anxious. Sometimes he will lightly rub or hold it against his cheek, calming him down when he's overwhelmed. ♡

Satan: "That's what you get for touching things that aren't yours."

His smile was radiant, blinding. Satan's gift is unique just like him & he appreciates the thoughtfulness of a handmade blood infused bookmark. It's one he takes care of & makes sure it doesn't get lost in the mess of his room. He did curse it (you'll get a hand burn) so no one else can touch it except you & him. From time to time he gets distracted by it when reading. He wants to ask if you'll attach a blood charm to the end of it too. ♡

Asmo: "My outfit isn't complete until I put this on!"

He squealed, cried, & wouldn't let you go for the entire day after gifting him the little box of jewelry. He went on to rub it in everyone's faces & showed it off on all his socials. The main gift was a gorgeous charm, the blood swirled, glittering inside. You made sure he could pop the charm into the ring, necklace, or bracelet you also gave him in the box. He was impressed you went to such lengths just so he could always choose how to wear it each day. Even if it was a single piece though, he would've worn it no matter what, even if it "clashed" with his outfit. ♡

Beel & Belphie: "We promise to never take it off." "You promise too ___!"

The twins immediately pulled you into bed & cuddled with you, happily accepting their gifts. You gave each a pendant, a sun for Beel & a moon for Belphie, the middle of each pendant holding your precious red liquid. You even got a star pendant for yourself to match with them although your pendant remained empty; something they noticed quickly. They happily offered up their own blood; they never minded sharing as long as it's with you. ♡♡

Barbatos: "I'm...at a loss for words, thank you."

He kissed your cheek before turning his attention to the golden pocket watch you gave him. He handled it delicately, admiring the ancient designs etched onto it before opening it. It was a gorgeous watch, one of the inner side walls swirled beautifully with your blood. He enjoyed the hidden surprise inside for his eyes only. Truly, he was moved by your gift & made a mental note to give you something in return. ♡

Diavolo: "An absolute treasure this is."

He gave you a tight hug, nearly cutting your air supply off. He's received many gifts throughout the years but the custom pen you gave him was now at the top of the list. Only a see-through compartment of the pen held your blood, floating around. The actual ink inside the pen was regular but refillable for permanent use. He found himself smiling a little more even when filling out the piles of paperwork on his desk. It also finally fixed his habit of losing pens, making sure he always has it on him for quick signing (& Barbatos thanks you for it). ♡

Also I like to think that if they really miss you, they'll hold their object close to their nose to get a whiff of your scent ♡ alakskfgllsskfkg

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#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me fic #obey me fluff #obey me x reader #obey me x you #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹#✩ — the star: anon!

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akiizayoi4869 · 4 months

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I don't understand why people make excuses for Ursa. It is true that she got into a bad situation with a bad husband. That doesn't excuse her. She is still a bad mother to both Azula and Zuko. Her actions in the comic led Ozai to deliberately start treating Zuko worse. Ursa decided to hide behind the baby just to see if the pet tyrant was reading her mail. She just took advantage of the child for her own gain. Just like Ozai. Ursa's favouritism was bad for Zuko and distanced him from his sister. Ursa's indifference led Azula to Ozai

They make excuses for Ursa because she was in an abusive/arranged marriage, and they think that she had zero agency or control over anything. Which isn't entirely true. Because if that was the case? Her relationship with Zuko wouldn't have been what it was. She could still make choices in how she raised her children. And sadly a lot of her choices weren't great. Like you and plenty of other people have said, anon, her favoritism towards Zuko screwed up Azula. It also didn't do any favors for Zuko either. You aren't supposed to favor one kid over the other one, I don't care how "difficult" you think the other child is. And it's crazy because we see how favoritism is like a curse in this family. We are told by the narrative that playing favorites with your children is a bad thing (unless you favor Zuko apparently, then it's all fine and dandy🙄) and that you shouldn't do it. But you see what I just said in the parenthesis? That's where the problem is. We're shown/told that the favoritism is wrong.....unless the favoritism is towards Zuko. Both Ursa and Iroh, two adults that were considered "good" in comparison to Ozai, favored Zuko over Azula. And this is shown not as a bad thing, but as somethings that's fine and accepted because he is the "good" child, and that he acted in the perfect way an abuse victim is supposed to act in society's eyes, while Azula wasn't. Therefore she wasn't deserving of anyone's love like Zuko. Which is an extremely fucked up thing to do to a child who had no control in anything. I mean seriously, the fact that Ursa had Azula thinking this?

100% shows that she was a bad parent, plain and simple. Like I'm sorry but if the impression that I gave my child is that I feared them and thought that they were a monster, I'm not patting myself on the back and accepting the mother of the year award. Being in an abusive marriage does not absolve you from doing shitty things to other people, and I'm so tired of this fandom acting like it does. What I find to be so ironic about this though, is that these are the same people who, when we point out that Azula is a victim of abuse and that's why she is the way that she is in the show, they'll say "so what, that still doesn't excuse her. She could have changed but she chose not to." Say this to them about Zuko and Ursa though, and suddenly they start singing a different tune. Funny how that works.

#atla #azula #zuko #Ursa #Ursa critical #Ozai #Iroh #asks #anon #aki answers things

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dragon-watcher03 · 7 months

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hihi, anon who still hasn't gotten concubine!reader out of their head 😭

if it's not a bother can you do some headcanons for the Lin Kuei brothers with Kuai’s concubine reader? your dialogues and writings are seriously amazing

Bout time someone appreciated my trope-

Lin Kuei Trio x Concubine!Reader

Headcanons

Ft: Scorpion, Sub-Zero, Smoke.

Note: We're so close to 100 followers dude- Also the reader has a daughter in this scenario that she gave birth to asexually.

Scorpion

Since you are his concubine, you'd expect him to treat you as such, but he doesn't. You are a strong, kind, hard-working woman who doesn't deserve to be treated in such a way. In fact, he's grown to see you as more of a second partner than a concubine. He also tries really hard to bond with your daughter since she doesn't have a biological father and he wanted to play that role.

He and Harumi silently agreed that, concubine or not, they would treat you as part of their relationship. They only don't do that when they are around Kuai's father and mother, but even then they just don't talk with you rather than being rude to you.

Kuai has grown fond of you, but it saddens him to see you so distant from him and Harumi. He knows why you do it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. And he has made it clear to the other Lin Kuei ninjas that they must treat you with respect.

After his father's death, although he felt depressed, deep down, he was somewhat happy that he no longer had to ignore you, and maybe he'd even tie the knot with the two of you and Harumi. He'd try his hardest to win your heart the old-fashioned way rather than use the fact that you are his concubine as an excuse to marry you.

As a lover, he'd be very caring and warm towards you and Harumi. He loves you both equally, and that goes the same for you and Harumi. He calls you guys a 'throuple' and has special nicknames for you and Harumi.

After a while, you finally opened up to them, which made him very happy that you trusted him with your heart. He's a very touchy husband and wanted to start a family with you and Harumi. But he was very cautious around Bi-han seeing as he also wanted you as his wife.

Sub-Zero

He is completely envious of his younger brother getting to have you instead. Especially since he's the eldest sibling? It made him hate his father more than he already did. And he couldn't wait until he could become grandmaster.

At first, he wasn't really interested in you since you were a concubine. But then he saw you fight, and your strength was very impressive to him. That was what drew him to you in the first place.

Then as time went on, he started to grow obsessed with you and making you his wife. He always tells you that you don't deserve to be a mere concubine, let alone his younger brother, and constantly tries to convince you to leave Kuai and become his instead.

It almost worked, but you were only staying as Kuai's concubine so that the Lin Kuei would provide you and your daughter with protection and you don't know what will happen if you leave Kuai. Bi-han understands, but at the same time it frustrates him since he is fully capable of protecting both of you by himself.

If you decided to marry him and leave Kuai, he'd be an excellent (but strict) father and a possessive yet soft lover to you. I say he'd be a strict father because he'd want your daughter to be able to defend herself, but he knows when to give her a break.

And if you don't, he'll be upset with you but won't force you to do anything you don't want to. He'd still treat you with the utmost respect and protect you during missions. And when he does become grandmaster, he'll say you no longer have to be Kuai's concubine in order for you and your daughter to be protected by the Lin Kuei.

Smoke

He thought you were very beautiful when he first saw you, but he was rather confused as to how you ended up as a concubine to his brother.

He treated you very well just like the other two, but he'd never hit on you or try to convince you to leave Kuai since he didn't want to ruin their relationship. But when he found out why you became a concubine, he felt kind of bad for you and your daughter.

He's also secretly upset that you didn't get to choose a partner. Maybe if you did, he could try and win your heart the correct way. That doesn't stop him from spending some time with your daughter though, since she has no father he thought she'd enjoy some sort of father figure in her life.

Deep down, he was sort of jealous of Kuai, but he never let that ruin his relationship with his brother. However, it doesn't stop him from ruining his relationship with other men, including Bi-han (if their relationship wasn't ruined enough).

While you are Kuai's concubine, Tomas does not treat you as such. He always has your back during missions and is the one to bandage you up afterwards. He is very kind and caring to you and would make a great husband. (wink wink nudge nudge-)

If you choose to be with him, he'd be ecstatic. He finally managed to win your heart over and let you be with someone you actually love rather than just being with someone for protection. He'd be a very sweet and clingy partner and a fun and playful father to your daughter.

And when you decide you trust him enough to open up to him, he's extremely understanding and supportive of you. He also really enjoys spending time with your daughter even if you aren't in a relationship.

#mortal kombat #mk1 #mortal kombat x reader #scorpion x reader #sub zero x reader #smoke x reader #bi han #kuai liang #tomas vrbada

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slvthrs · 1 year

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a vinnie smut where they were streaming but reader (she/her) was teasing him and it leads to “we could always just make an OnlyFans daddy 🤷‍♀️”

anon i luvvv the way ur mind works

PICTURE PERFECT | vinnie hacker

VINNIE X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NOT NSFW BUT QUESTIONABLE, pet names, pda, sexual tension, making out, dirty jokes

word count: 1.2k

Your boyfriend had been streaming for about 5 hours now, he had promised it would be a short stream but it really wasn’t looking like it.

You loved him, you truly did but there was just something so frustrating by the way he was busy so much, but you can’t complain he makes more than enough money to spoil you with.

But an idea formed in your mind and you decided to go see what your boyfriend was doing. As you watch Vinnie intently focused on his Valorant stream, you can't help but feel mischievous. You sneak up behind him and pull up a chair to be near him as your fingers find refugee tracing over the tattoos all over his hands.

"Hey, Vinnie," you say with a smirk. "How's it going? Winning any games?"

Vinnie jumps slightly in surprise, quickly composing himself before turning to give you a playful glare.

"Not now, I'm in the middle of a match," he says, returning his attention to the screen.

You can't resist teasing him further, so you lean in and whisper in his ear, "Are you sure you're not just getting carried by your teammates?"

Vinnie shoots you another glare, but you can see the corner of his mouth twitching with a suppressed smile.

"I'll have you know I'm carrying this team," he says with mock seriousness.

You can't help but laugh at his response, knowing full well that he's just as skilled as his teammates.

As you watch him continue to play, you can't resist playfully nudging him every now and then, causing him to momentarily lose his focus.

Despite his irritation, you can tell that Vinnie secretly enjoys your teasing, and it's all worth it just to see him smile.

You ended up deciding it would be smart if you got up and sat down on his lap whilst your hands lazily wrapped around his neck, momentarily averting his attention which caused him to die.

He throws his hands up in frustration before his hands wrap around you waist pulling you closer to him, “What the fuck was that for asshole”

"You know, Vinnie, you should really try not to die so much. It's not good for your health," You teased, winking at him.

Vinnie glanced up at me, a smirk on his lips. "Oh yeah? And what should I do instead?"

"You should," You said, pulling your hands away from his head and putting them on your lap to look at him innocently. "Stop playing valorant and hang out with your wonderful girlfriend you promised to hang out with 2 hours ago."

Vinnie rolled his eyes and went back to his game, but You could tell he was trying not to smile. You continued to poke fun at him, making silly comments about his gameplay and joking about how he would never be as good as me at anything.

But despite your teasing, You were secretly impressed by how skilled Vinnie was at Valorant. He was focused and determined, and he never gave up, even when things weren't going his way.

As you sit on your boyfriend Vinnie's lap while he's streaming, you can't resist teasing him a little bit.

You lean in close to his ear and whisper, "Are you sure you're paying attention to your game and not just to me?"

You can feel his body tense up and you know you've got his attention. You run your hands through his hair and give him a little kiss on the cheek.

"I bet your viewers would love to see us kiss on camera," you say with a giggle. Vinnie's face turns bright red, but you can tell he's enjoying the attention.

You lean in close again and whisper, "I'm just kidding, I won't distract you too much. But you better win this game, or else." You say in a low tone whilst you shift again his core.

Eventually, that’s what pushed Vinnie over the edge, he said goodbye to his chat and ended the stream taking his headset off and picking you up and lifting the both of you to throw you on his bed, looking at you with a grin.

"You know, you're lucky I love you, or else I might have to teach you a lesson."

He laughs and leans in to kiss you.

The kiss deepens, his hands start to roam around your body, as his mouth disconnects from yours and he starts to kiss down the column of your neck and lets himself place hickies and love bites and his lips finally make their way back to your mouth.

You run your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to you as you deepen the kiss. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of your curves as you both lose yourselves in the moment.

The intensity of your kiss increases, and you can feel your heart racing with excitement. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to you, as you both become lost in the heat of the moment.

Your lips part, and you both take a deep breath before diving back in for more. The feeling of his lips on yours is electric, sending shivers down your spine as your bodies press together.

As the passion continues to build, you know that you're completely lost in the moment. You're lost in the sensation of his lips on yours, lost in the feeling of his body against yours, and lost in the love that you share.

"I'm not scared of you, Vinnie. I can take on anything, even your pro gamer skills.” I retort, breathless and panting

Whilst he focuses on kissing every sensitive part of my body, making sure the prettiest groans and moans escape your mouth, ensuring you feel as good as he wants you too.

Your hands are tangled in his hair, pulling him closer to you as your lips meet again and again. His hands roam freely over your body, exploring every inch of you as you moan softly in response.

You can feel his desire for you growing stronger by the second, and it only makes you want him more. You break the kiss for a moment, catching your breath and looking into his eyes, which are filled with a mix of lust and adoration.

He leans in to kiss you again, and you eagerly meet him halfway, lost in the moment. The bed bounces slightly as he moves to lay you down, his body pressing against yours.

You feel his hands sliding up your shirt, and you shiver with excitement as he touches your skin. The sensation is electric, and you can't get enough.

As the intensity of your makeout session continues to build, you realize that you've never felt so alive. With each kiss and caress, you feel closer and more connected to your boyfriend than ever before.

Finally, you break the kiss, both of you gasping for air.

“And hey," I say batting my eyelashes and biting my lip, "If you get that worked up on stream, we could always make an OnlyFans daddy”

#bella's full works #bella fawns over vhacker #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker x reader smut #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagines #vhackerr #vincent hacker #vinnie hacker oneshot #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie x reader #vinnie imagines #vinnie #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker x reader fluff

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taeraeszn · 11 months

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i started squealing to myself when i read where zb1 finds you accidentally falling asleep on their team member T^T

would it be possible to request zb1 patting your head/caressing your hair? i think that would be so cute.. thank you !!

when zb1 pats your head/caresses your hair

omg your so sweet anon!! thank you for the nice words about my reaction post <3 i seriously smiled so much reading your request!! and ofc i'll write it!!

warnings: food, cursing, and mention of fear. but nothing else from what i see, lmk if there is any i should add!

kim jiwoong

you haven't seen jiwoong in nearly a month due to the tour zb1 was currently having

you were so proud of him and how far he came, but god you just missed his presence so much. you often found yourself scrolling through old texts and looking back at the pictures you favourited of jiwoong

but what you didn't know was that jiwoong actually came back to seoul! he just wanted to surprise you since he figured just telling you was too boring

you were fast asleep on the couch after binge watching a k-drama on netflix. the door clicked open and jiwoong walked into this scene, immediately chuckling

"of course they were watching a k-drama..." he whispers to himself

he puts his bag down and makes his way towards you, he bends down to the ground level to get a closer look of your face

jiwoong then decides to leave a sweet kiss on your forehead <3 as well as caressing your hair softly

just then you wake up, sight still dizzy as you were deep in your sleep. as you looked around, you met eyes with your partner and immediately engulfed him into your arms

"JIWOONG!" you exclaimed, he gave you that iconic smirk and kissed you gently on the lips

"i missed seeing you." he said. your face was nuzzled into his neck, "me too..."

"i loved the tour but god i wanted to see you again." he mumbled

"i could say the same..."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

"ugh why is this so hard?!" you yelled to yourself. you were attempting to cook something new for dinner, something that is a special dish in hao's home province of fujian

but unfortunately nothing seemed to work as you tried nearly every tip in the cookbook, you were growing extremely frustrated and were close to just giving up entirely on this dish and just ordering chicken instead

but just then you saw hao walk into your apartment, damn it, it was too late

"baobei?" he called out. you sighed and made your way towards him. he was hanging up his coat in the closet and noticed you when he turned around

"hi..." you greeted. he seemed excited and clasped his hands together, "so what's for dinner tonight?"

"yeah about dinner...it's..." before you could finish your sentence, hao walked into the mess that was the kitchen

there were plates and bowls everywhere, utensils thrown around, and just overall a mess

"care to explain why our kitchen looks like it's in shambles?" his face giving an extremely puzzled look

you shrugged, sitting on the dining room chair, "i dunno, i just wanted to make a dish from fujian just for you, i guess it didn't work out."

hao then smiled (YK WHICH ONE I'M TALKING ABOUT) and patted your head, pulling you into his arms

"baobei, i appreciate you doing this for me, i really do! but if it's giving you too much stress then we can make it together!"

your eyes lit up, "really?"

"absolutely, we're in this together right?"

sung hanbin

after a year of dating, you were finally getting ready to meet hanbin's parents. he had been waiting for this moment ever since you two first met, he knew you were his life partner and he wanted you to meet them

you on the other hand were extremely nervous and had trouble sleeping the entire night, continuously tossing and turning while worrying of every worst scenario possible

making a great first impression was very important to you, embarrassing yourself was your worst fear and the last thing you wanted to happen

the day you were going to meet them was nerve-wracking. hanbin noticed how you were fidgeting with your hands the whole drive there

when a red light halted his driving, he gently held your hand, he could tell from the look on your face that you were worried

"babe, don't be scared. my parents will love you." he reassured, caressing your hair

you sighed, "i'm not sure bin, i'm just so nervous because i want to make a good impression for them."

"and that's okay! you remember how i was acting when i had to meet yours? but it went fine. i've told my parents about you and they're so thrilled to finally see you. in fact, whenever i call them the first thing they ask me about is you!"

"seriously?" you asked, he nodded, "yes trust me baby, everything will be fine."

you took a deep breath in, "your right."

just then the lights turned green and before you knew it, you reached his parent's house

you had your bag in hand, it was full of gifts for his parents and sister as well as some food you had made for them

"ready?" you nodded and headed to the front doorstep, hanbin then rang the doorbell with you feeling less worried than before

seok matthew

you weren't sure how long you had been at your desk, continuously checking if you knew each definition and fact for your upcoming exam

this exam was huge and played a massive part in your final grade, the last you wanted to do was fail

you had your laptop open, notebook open, and pens scattered all over your desk

matthew sighed as he was sat on your bed, he wasn't expecting you to study for this long and was growing concerned over your health

he had also been there for hours and was excited to just spend time with you only for you to begin studying after informing him about your exam

he couldn't take seeing you like this and got up, the first thing he did was take the pen out of your hands and shut your laptop

"hey!" you said, when you made eye contact, he noticed that you eyes were bloodshot red

"you need to take a break." was all he said before picking you up bridal style and putting you down on the bed. he cuddled up right next to you and covered you two with the blanket

"matthew, i need to study."

"you can rest for today and study tomorrow, i just can't stand you pushing yourself this much and not prioritizing your health."

you noticed how matthew's expression darkened, you could tell that he was very worried

"i know..i think i've been so distressed about this exam that i haven't been thinking about myself."

matthew caressed your hair lightly and pressed his lips against your forehead, "don't think about it right now, forget about it."

you nodded, "thank you matt, i love you."

"i love you too."

kim taerae

"babe!" you heard taerae call out, you looked up from your book at saw your boyfriend at the front door

you haven't heard him call you babe in person for the last three days and it was a huge refresher hearing it again

your face immediately softened as you put your book down

taerae quickly pulled you into his arms, his grip being tight and not wanting to let go of you

for context it had been a few days since you'd seen taerae, he was busy filming a new show that required multiple days of shooting since it was outside of seoul

but taerae had been texting you everyday, sending you an update for everything the group did, as well as some handsome selfies you got to keep to yourself

"how was it in paju?" you asked, he giggled, "so fun! we went to the countryside and did some missions for money and just got to relax." seeing him talk about it this excited made you smile, but seeing taerae always made you smile

he noticed you were still reading the book you picked up the exact day he had to leave with his members

"oh how far are you in the book?" you showed him and he noticed that the bookmark you previously had was gone

"i finished it!" his eyes lit up

"that's great! i love seeing you do the things you love such as reading." he said then patting your head

your face was stuffed into his chest as you wrapped your arms around him, "and i love seeing you spending time with the other members. i'm so happy you got to debut..."

"me too."

shen ricky

"ready to go to bed love?" ricky asked, you were writing in your notebook and ricky was ready to fall asleep after your busy day together

you had a habit of writing inside your notebook. it became a regular thing after you randomly decided to one day and you didn't stop after that, the writing usually consisted of what you did during the day

ricky had always wanted to take you to his hometown of shanghai and when your schedule was empty, he thought it was a great idea

you were in the house that he grew up in and you two had just travelled around the beautiful city today

it's safe to say that you now have enough souvenirs to cover your entire room in, and of course the young and rich man offered to pay for everything despite you telling him that he didn't have to

just then you finished writing and closed the book, putting it on the side table, "yup."

ricky smiled, finally able to shut the lights off and cuddle up next to you in the comfy blanket

the room fell silent for a while until you spoke up again, "you know ricky, i just wanted to say thank you for showing me shanghai, i know how much you've been wanting to go."

he caressed your hair lightly, "of course! it's so nice to be back and i knew i had to bring you as well."

"you're amazing shen quanrui." he giggled after hearing you say his real name.

"so are you (name)." you looked at the cat man full of love then kissed his cheek softly

"so what's tomorrow going to be like?"

"hmm not sure, let's see wherever our minds take us."

kim gyuvin

"(name)! come here!" gyuvin shouted, you excused yourself from the conversation you were having with gunwook to see what your boyfriend was calling you for

"what is it?" you said, sitting next to him on the dorm floor, he began caressing your hair lightly and held your hand

"oh nothing i just wanted you to come near me." you rolled your eyes playfully

"y'know i was talking to gunwook about something really interesting." he side eyed you

"more than any conversation you've had with me?"

the little puppy pouted causing you laugh, "of course not."

yujin then joined you guys on the floor, he was observing gyuvin for a while in the kitchen and wanted to expose his hyung

"hey (name), you know that gyuvin hyung was staring at you for the last ten minutes every since you began talking with gunwook hyung?" gyuvin eyes immediately widen and denied this claim

"WHAT? no i wasn't!" you raised your brow

"really gyu?" he shrugged, "okay fine, yeah i'll admit i was staring for a bit."

"more like a lot" yujin rebutted.

gyuvin then nudged yujin playfully, "YOU STAY QUIET!"

yujin began chuckling and left the scene to go back into his room, you then turned to face your boyfriend

"it's cute seeing you jealous." you said, he nuzzled his face into your neck, "oh stop it.."

park gunwook

(sorry everything i do for the maknae line is school related, i don't really know what else to do for them 😭)

you and gunwook were sitting in the field together eating your homemade lunch, you weren't actually planning on even coming to school that day because you were sick

but nonetheless you still decided to because you had an exam today and couldn't miss it

gunwook was clearly worried as you kept coughing and sneezing, he even offered some medicine to you but you kindly refused since you had already taken some

"i think you should just go home now, (name)." he said, eyes filled with concerned

you shook your head, "no, no, i'm fine."

"no you're not. the whole exam period you were trying to hold in your coughs!"

"well yeah because i didn't want our classmates to be grossed out by me."

"don't worry, i can provide you notes for the other classes." for a minute you forgot that gunwook was the class president of your homeroom and realized that he was right

"you're right. i'll take the bus home." he patted your head gently, "make sure to have lots of fluids and medicine okay?"

"i will, don't worry. thank you for being there for me babe."

"i'm always here if you need me."

gunwook decided to walk to the nearby bus stop with you and he even held your hand the whole time while you were waiting for the bus to arrive

when it did arrive, you hugged him goodbye and headed home, ready to get a good rest

han yujin

you were coming home from the after school academy and didn't realize how dark it got outside

like it was pitch black outside and you could barely see anything ahead, it didn't help that you had a fear of darkness

so you turned your phone's flashlight on and began heading home

but after a few minutes you felt as if someone was walking behind you and began thinking of the worst

"who the fuck is that?" you whispered, stopping in your tracks

you somehow got yourself to point the light behind you to reveal... yujin?

yujin didn't go to the same academy as you so you were surprised to see your boyfriend there, he had a black hoodie on with some jeans

"what are you doing?" he chuckled

"oh i thought someone was following me, turns out it's just you."

"uh it's not just me, i'm your boyfriend."

"yeah yeah boyfriend." but you couldn't hide the fact that you were terrified to walk home

yujin sensed this and caressed your hair, "want me to walk home with you?"

you were so grateful that your boyfriend happened to be strolling around the area your academy was in

"yes, please, i'm so scared." you admitted. he held your hand and you two began walking together

"it's really not that dark, but i can understand why you might be scared." his voice didn't have a hint of fear in it, making you feel more safe around him

"thank you yujin." you hugged him

"let's head home hmm?"

#zb1 #zerobase1 #zerobaseone #zb1 fluff #zb1 scenarios #zb1 drabbles #zb1 reactions #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #sung hanbin #seok matthew #kim taerae #ricky shen #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin

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Can i request a FILTHY SMUTY IMAGINE. that lo'ak has a wet dream of kiris best friend.that he hates.. 😔and then he has to deal with the results (bôñér) then later he like kisses us then that leads to filthy smut. 🧍🏻‍♀️

Cruel to be kind | Lo'ak x fem!Na'vi!reader (Smut)

Summary: request (above), enemies to lovers, a lil angst, NSFW, p in v, oral (reader receiving), Lo'ak and f! Omatikaya! reader are AGED UP (20+)

minors DNI with this or anything on my blog.

A.N: oof anon, this request got me bad, also the way you wrote boner is funny as hell. Going to try something new and write 'you' instead of 'y/n' for this. Also the fact that Lo'ak kisses both of us, I love that for us. I hope you enjoy 😉😘

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Lo'ak hated you. No, seriously. He quite literally couldn't stand the sight of you.

Kiri just had to choose you as her best friend for some reason, and you'd always been hanging around his family since you were little. Even though the years had passed, and you were no longer that annoying little girl who teamed up with his sister to bother him, you still found other ways to infuriate him.

Your constant strive to know more about humans, for example. Lo'ak could see right through your phoney attempts to pretend to be interested in Kiri's origins, no matter how often he caught you listening to her mother's music or learning how to read English through her 'books'. It was all a farçe and he knew it.

Your looks were another thing. Every single male his age couldn't help but fawn over you, and he just didn't get it. Honestly, it was hard to even look at you most of the time. Especially into your eyes. The mere idea made his stomach flip. One night, Neteyam had even briefly mentioned how 'beautiful' you'd become, and Lo'ak had almost torn his head off. How could his brother actually be so stupid? It had been completely lost on him that Neteyam was simply trying to make his brother realise he actually had a crush on you, and that's where all of his pent up anger was coming from.

It wasn't a secret that Lo'ak didn't like you, not even to you. Yet you still tried to be nice to him all the damn time. You were such a fake, it was unbelievable.

One night Lo'ak wanted to be alone, but on his way to one of his usual hiding spots he ran into you and someone who could have only been... courting you.

"Kaltxì, Lo'ak!" You waved at him sweetly while holding the guy's hand. It made Lo'ak sick. You made him sick.

"Bite me, [ ]." Lo'ak answered rudely, not stopping to engage in any further conversation.

You weren't really taken back by his hostility, but as always the hurt showed in your face. Sealtiel, your date, wasn't at all impressed with Lo'ak's behavior. "How dare you talk to her that way, you five fingered freak?"

Rage boiled up inside of you even before Lo'ak had a chance to react. You pulled yourself away from Sealtiel's hold on your hand and gave him a piece of your mind. Lo'ak imagined you were more intent on defending Kiri than him, since she had human features too, but he still felt like shit for being rude to you in front of someone else at that moment.

You stormed off, and after a few seconds of contemplation, Lo'ak tried to follow after you. But you stopped him in his tracks. "I don't need anymore of your crap right now, okay Lo'ak?" You snapped at him, turning around to face him.

"No, it's just--- I wanted to—" Lo'ak stammered. It had never happened to him before. Maybe only once, when he was 12, and he'd alone out in the forest, reciting all the ways he could think of to ask you a girl he liked out. Just for practice. It wasn't like he'd gone out to pick flowers, or anything.

"What? Make another cruel joke? Wait for someone else to come by so you can humiliate me in front of them? I don't know what I ever did, for you to hate me so much, but I'm done trying to understand." You hissed at him. "Stay. Away from me."

Fine, Lo'ak thought, as he watched you walk away from him. He had nothing to apologise for anyway. It wasn't his fault he couldn't be obsessed with you like everyone else seemed to be. Lo'ak had already been keeping clear of you, you were the one who always seemed to want to talk.

"Yeah? Well maybe you should take your own advice, then!" He yelled back at you, his voice cracking. You were already gone.

That night he couldn't sleep. It was just another thing about you. On those days that you really irked him, he just couldn't relax. Lo'ak would toss and turn for hours on end, rethinking all the things he could have said and done instead. Until finally exhaustion would take over in the early hours before the end of the eclipse.

...💫...

Lo'ak was making his way through the forest, longing for a soak and some well deserved time alone in the small stream just past the waterfalls. He'd gone out at night as usual, so none of his annoying siblings would follow him.

Soon enough he could hear the stream, and finally he came upon the small pond of clear water where he usually went to clear his head. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw someone had already had the same idea as him. Before the other Na'vi could notice him, Lo'ak panicked and hid behind a tree.

But then he made the fatal mistake of peeking around the corner to see who it was and was caught by them immediately.

"I know you're there, Lo'ak." Your voice called out to him, followed by a soft giggle. Lo'ak felt himself grow hot all over from the embarrassment, screwing his eyes shut and drawing his ears down as he desperately hoped for the ground to swallow him whole.

The last person he wanted to see at that moment was you. Especially underneath those circumstances.

When he dared to open his eyes again, he was staring right at you. Your body was wet and glistening in the darkness, and you were shivering lightly from the cool air of the night on your skin. Lo'ak could see all of you, or the best approximation of what his mind could come up with of your features, and he was completely frozen in place y the sight of them. "I was— I didn't know that you were..." He breathed out with some difficulty, doing his best to keep his eyes trained on your face.

"It's getting a little cold now..." You murmured, cozying up to him. "Come warm me up a little?"

Lo'ak was a goner as soon as he heard you say those words. The second he nodded and leaned into you to catch your lips with his own, your hands were on his waist and making quick work of ridding him of his loincloth.

All the desperation Lo'ak felt down to the very core of his being, made the scene in his mind escalate pretty quickly. The Na'vi pulled you close, finally able to let his hands roam your body as he pleased, and trapped you between himself and the tree he'd been hiding behind only a few moments earlier.

"Lo'ak, I need you, please..." You almost sobbed as he ran his fingers between your slick folds just to feel how ready you were for him there. Lo'ak took a moment to appreciate your arched back and spread legs as you presented to him, before taking his stance behind you. "This why you mess with my head all the time?" He whispered in a low voice as he began to pound into your warmth, but you could only answer with broken moans as you feebly tried to meet his thrusts. "You just wanted me to pay you a little attention, uh?"

He gave your tail a harsh tug when you didn't answer right away.

"Y-yes! Hh-hhn, w-wanted... you... t-to..." Your answer got lost in a babble of incoherent mewls and wails.

The night began to twist itself in a fever dream of Lo'ak body entangled with yours in different scenarios that came and went in his mind. If at first he was staking his claim on you at a punishing pace until the roughness of the tree bark began to cut into your skin, the next moment the two of you were by the stream and you were riding his cock like your life depended on it.

"See this?" You asked him sweetly as you gestured towards yourself. Lo'ak watched you run your fingers over your breasts (which were now covered in all sorts of marks left by him), down your stomach to your thighs, and finally back up to your core that was currently clamping down on his shaft. "You'll never have any of it..."

Those words startled him.

"And you'll—never—have—me, Lo'ak Sully." You punctuated each segment of that scathing sentence with a roll of your hips. Your words cut Lo'ak deeper than he'd ever been, all the while the sight and feel of your body on top of him kept knocking the air out of his lungs.

Lo'ak listened to you cry out from the pleasure of the two of you reaching your peak at the same time, meanwhile, a feeling of dread began to settle over him. You languidly let yourself rest across his chest, leaning down to leave a trail of soft kisses across his face that he was now desperately trying to commit to memory. "Don't... don't go..." Lo'ak mumbled, wanting to hold on to you for as long as he could.

But you were already fading from him. "Why should I stay? You hate me, remember?"

...💫...

Your voice was far away from him now. Instead, all the hateful things he'd said to you and about you during the years began to ring louder and louder in his mind, until finally, he woke up with a start.

"...I'm sorry." Lo'ak heard himself saying, as he woke up drenched in sweat, all the while sporting the most uncomfortable erection he'd possibly woken up with in recent memory. Thankfully he'd spent the night in one of the hiding places the Sullys had built for themselves across the years away from the rest of the clan. He had no reason to think anyone else would be coming by there so early in the morning, so Lo'ak saw no harm in taking care of himself then and there.

If anyone else were to climb up the treehouse, Lo'ak was sure he'd be able to hear their movements in time to cover himself up. There was little risk involved, and he certainly couldn't walk back home sporting a boner.

Little did he know, you were still trudging through the forest, your thoughts once again plagued by his hurtful behaviour. You'd always liked Lo'ak, despite your better judgement. He'd always been abundantly clear about not wanting you around, yet your heart seemed to have a hard time accepting that. Recently, you'd thought that maybe it was time for you to start courting and be courted. To know what it really felt to be cared for the same way you'd cared for the younger Sully brother.

But that night you'd realised, your heart had been completely wasted on him and there was nothing you could do about it.

Suddenly, your acute hearing picked up some ragged breathing coming from way up in the trees, and you were snapped out of your reverie. It was one of your people, and they sounded like they were hurt. You couldn't ignore it, especially since nobody should have been that far away from Home Tree after the eclipse.

Pushing your sadness to the side, to quickly climbed up the tree where you could hear the pained moans coming from. The closer you got to the top, you began to recognise the voice as Lo'ak's. Of course he'd gotten himself in trouble at that time of night. The adrenaline rushing through you made you perform a couple more reckless jumps until you finally found yourself outside of a hut built in the middle of the branches.

You rushed inside, worry written all over your tear stained face. "Lo'ak! Are you —"

The scene you were met with was a far cry from anything you'd been imagining until that point. Your eyes were perfectly capable of seeing in the dark, and there was no mistaking what was happening. Lo'ak's five fingered hand was wrapped around his... his... well, you knew what it was called, you'd just never seen one before...

The shameless act brought colour and heat to your face. Lo'ak had looked completely feral in that moment, and now the cries you'd been hearing took on a whole different meaning. The second he saw you, his pupils widened almost comically, and he quickly attempted to cover his arousal back underneath his loincloth, but the hard outline of it was still there, completely unaffected by your sudden appearance.

"[ ]" Lo'ak called your name as you began to turn your heal and run away from what you'd just seen. You couldn't deal with the way the sight of him naked and pleasuring himself made you feel, not after the way he'd treated you a couple hours prior.

You were about to jump down from and incredibly tall branch without even checking your landing, when a pair of strong arms wrapped around your middle to keep you from doing something utterly stupid. "Just what do you think you're doing?" It would have sounded like his usual rude self, if it wasn't for the soft tone and the clear concern in his voice.

"N-none of your business..." You struggled against him weakly. "Let me go, Lo'ak..." Lo'ak didn't even have that good of a hold on you, he was trying his best to keep his excitement angled away from you. You looked mortified, and he felt beyond ashamed that he'd been touching himself while thinking of you, when clearly you despised him. And with good reason.

"Forgive me, [ ]. Please forgive me." Lo'ak begged you. The words sounded so foreign coming from him. He didn't even apologise to his family most of the time. "I... never meant for you to see..."

Your ears lowered in understanding. Lo'ak wasn't apologising for his behaviour, just for the dishevelled state he'd put you in now. "It's fine..." You breathed out, relaxing a little bit in his hold. "I just... I thought you were hurt..."

Lo'ak couldn't deny the sincerity of your words, nor would he ever forget how worried you'd looked as you'd barged into his tent. He didn't deserve any of your care and attention, yet you kept giving it to him despite his brutish behaviour.

"You were crying..." He blurted out suddenly, seeing the tear streaks on your face and the redness in your eyes now that you were so close. Lo'ak thought back to the way the two of you had parted ways. Only he could come to the realisation he had feelings for someone just after bringing them to tears. "I... I made you cry..."

You didn't want to answer Lo'ak, and suddenly the need to get away from him became much stronger. It was humiliting, and you knew he'd realise soon how badly you had it for him. "Lo'ak... please... " You didn't know if you were asking for. To be let go? To somehow have this pain taken away from you?

Lo'ak didn't let you go however, and he decided he wouldn't, not until you calmed down. His hold wasn't forceful, you could have pulled away from him if you really wanted to. Instead, he was holding you like you were the most precious thing to him in the world. His hands began to caress your skin gently, all the while he was crooning soft apologies to you. It made you melt against him almost too easily, clinging to him while your breathing began to settle down.

To the back of your mind, a nagging thought began to grow. "Is... is this your way of playing a prank on me?" You asked, your words breaking Lo'ak's heart. Finally, he'd found away to be with you without reflecting the negativity inside of him onto you, but of course you didn't trust him.

Lo'ak was the one trying to fight back tears now. He looked angry, distraught even, as his face twisted into a side of him you'd never seen before. "Of course you'd think that..." He said, taking a step back from you. "What have I ever shown you if not hatred over the years...? I'm so much of a loser and a fuck up, why wouldn't you think I'd try to trick you when you're this vulnerable?"

"Lo'ak —" You tried to stop him from being self-deprecating, which hurt you more than anything.

"But what choice did I have?" He snapped back, his voice filled with grief. "You were always off with Kiri or Neteyam when we were kids. And that was fine, I could never live up to my siblings anyway. But then... everyone in the clan started to understand... how goddamm perfect you are... and I knew, I would never be enough for you... I would have brought you nothing but shame... so, so I had to shut you out. I had to make you understand how big of a disappointment I really am to everyone around me..." Lo'ak took a glance at his demon hands, a constant reminder of how sick his longing for [ ] truly was. Someone like him was meant to end up alone.

Lo'ak's words almost broke you. The realisation he longed for you just as much as you did, was unfortunately overtaken by the pain you felt for him. You didn't want him to believe these things he'd clearly been telling himself for years. Those thoughts of his had kept him away from you for too long.

You threw your arms around his neck, holding him so tight you would have cut his circulation off if he wasn't much stronger than you. "You... complete and... utter skxawng..." you reprimanded him. "I never want to hear you say those things about yourself again. What you are, Lo'ak Sully, is a moron, nothing more." Lo'ak gave you a little grin through his tears. "Because I have always been yours... and you never saw it."

Hearing those words leave your lips almost made Lo'ak's knees give out from under him. Afraid it was all just a dream, a sudden need to feel you and brand his touch onto you overcame him.

Lo'ak ran his nose against your cheek a little before capturing your lips into a searing kiss. You arched into him, letting out a soft mewl at the heated contact you'd never experienced before. It didn't take long for the two of you to retreat back into Lo'ak's hideout, and only then did he pull away from you.

"J-just... gimme a sec..." He said nervously. You were a little dazed from your shared kiss, and both of you were starved for more. Lo'ak was doing his best to create a comfortable spot for the two of you to rest on, and you couldn't help but giggle at how cute it was. You walked over to where he was fretting, laying down and pulling him down with you.

It wasn't uncommon for Na'vi your age to mess around before bonding, even outside of an official courtship. However neither of you had ever wanted or even contemplated having fun with someone else. So you were both completely inexperienced. That didn't stop Lo'ak from doing to you all the things he'd been dreaming about for years.

Once he'd made sure you were comfortable, he began to worship every single part of you, committing every single inch of your skin to memory. The little sobs you let out when he started playing with your breasts, had him teasing you relentlessly until you were in tears. "L-Lo'ak... I'm sensitive there... please...!" You didn't know whether you were beginning him to stop or keep going.

He absolutely loved having you at his mercy in that way, but the sweet scent of your arousal had him finally relenting as he directed his attention to your glistening cunt. "Look at you, what a pretty little syulang, huh?" Lo'ak licked a stripe up your slit without as much as a warning, making you moan and tug at his braids. His eyes were completely transfixed by the sight of you, letting his fingers pet you gently at first. "I hope you know, your little syulang is all mine now... I don't plan on sharing you with anybody else." He growled possessively, before burying his face between your thighs to drink down the sweet nectar you couldn't seem to stop producing. "Y-yes... Lo'ak... all yours..." you whined softly, fully losing yourself into the pleasure he was so adamant to give you.

You were so foreign to the feeling of an orgasm approaching, you ended up squirting all over Lo'ak face. When he pulled away to look up at you with fully blown pupils, you were completely mortified at what just happened. You tried to pull away and apologise, but Lo'ak didn't let you second guess yourself for a second. He'd never been more turned on in his life. "No way, baby... can't have you saying that... this pretty little cunt deserves all the praise and care in the world... now stay still, I'm not finished..."

He lapped up all the slick that had been running down your thighs before attaching his lips to your folds once again. Soon, you were begging for him to claim you. All of you. While Lo'ak had been painfully hard the whole time, he hadn't thought about his own pleasure for a single second until then. His hands and even his sex were different to the ones of other Na'vi. He was afraid of disappointing you again, of not being up to the standard of what you needed.

"Lo'ak, please... I don't want you to take care of it by yourself..." you crawled over to him now, your shyness almost gone while his own insecurities were back. He let out a deep croon, holding you tight as you sat in his lap, your back against his chest. You tilted your head to the side so he could kiss and mark up you neck, all the while the two of you were rutting against each other. "You're already taking care of me..." He reassured you, but you still positioned yourself to line yourself up with his cock.

Lo'ak bit into your shoulder then, the feeling of your tight walls awakening a feral need to claim and breed inside of him. You were so small, you were struggling to even take him more than halfway, but Lo'ak was there to reassure you everything was perfect, you were perfect. "You're doing such a good job, yawne... fuck, fuck, fuck.... you're just so tight aren't you? Gonna have to ruin that cunt nice and proper first, if I you want to take me all the way..."

"Yes, Lo... I need it..." Lo'ak's words had you completely dumb and needy for him, and the two of you had just lost any semblance of self control you may have had until that point.

Your sweet and pliable nature give Lo'ak an immense sense of power and control over you. While it was undeniably hot to watch you struggle to take in the size of him, it was time to give both of you what you wanted. He gripped your hips tight and pulled almost all the way out before driving himself back in, loving the obscene sound of your wet walls dragging against him. You cried out his name, as he repeated the harsh motion, steadily driving himself deeper and deeper inside of you.

The two of you went at it for the entirety of the eclipse. The desire you had for each other was so desperate, the promise of feeling each other's pleasure once more was stronger than any ache in your body or sense of tiredness.

Waking up the following morning, you still felt the need for Lo'ak to mate you before the two of you had to once again go back to reality. This time, you finally managed to take him all the way and he thrust into you in one swift motion. The two of you were outside in the sunlight, your body trapped between Lo'ak's and the rough bark of the tree he'd pinned you against.

"Good girl... such a good girl... knew you could take me all the way..." Lo'ak praised you, pounding your raw and sensitive cunt, now able to make you feel every single inch of him. The pleasure was indescribable, even if you were overstimulated and sore from the previous night. You were calling out him name and begging him not to stop.

Unbeknownst to you, he'd dreamed about having you exactly like that the previous night.

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The sweetest fruit (8)

[ Aemond • Targaryen x Valyrian! • female ]

[ warnings: oral sex, sex content, smut, angst, dirty talk ]

[description: (Anon Request) Aemond is to meet his future wife from Essos, in whose veins runs the blood of Old Valyria. They’ve been engaged since they were kids, but he’s in no hurry to get married and he’s not happy about her arrival. His future wife, however, turns out to be someone completely different than he expected. Smut, angst and a lot of sexual tension.]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

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After an unpleasant incident between Aegon and Lady Vhassar, the king and queen decided that he would be sent to Sept for a few months, to be completely isolated among the monks, without alcohol or women, to think things over. The prince had insisted he wouldn't go anywhere, but Ser Criston and the other guardsmen gave him no choice.

Lady Vhassar and her husband watched with satisfaction from above as the prince left the keep through the courtyard under escort. The bruise on Lady Vhassar's cheek was almost invisible now, in a slightly yellowish color.

However, she wore it with pride, as a proof of her fidelity and devotion to her husband. From that event, she began to be treated with more respect and esteem, removing from her the patch of an ordinary lady-concubine from Essos.

Aemond looked at her intently. Even though she didn't bring up the subject, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

From the moment she confessed to him that she reciprocated his feelings, their passion in bed, though intense and brutal at times, was also filled with tenderness and care that he had not known before. He saw that he began to take great pleasure in slowly making love to her, as their bodies were pressed together in a strong embrace.

It turned out that when they talked to each other and exchanged opinions, they were a surprisingly calm and harmonious married couple. His wife knew exactly his daily schedule and adjusted her activities, so that afternoons and evenings could be spent together.

He noticed that she no longer looked at other men and sought their attention. At the sight of him, when they encountered each other in the corridor, she smiled sweetly and happily, running lightly towards him. He didn't tell her, but she touched him with her devotion and the warmth he felt from her.

From the moment he took off his eyepatch in front of her, when they were alone, she had been taking it off herself. She said she loved seeing her husband's face and was happy to be the only one to see him as he is. His scar and missing eye didn't deter her.

She helped apply ointments when the pain became unbearable again. She didn't even flinch as he took the sapphire stone out of his eye socket to let his skin rest. It didn't impress her at all.

She was always the one who surprised him with new ideas for spending time, including in bed. This time, however, he had a plan. He had obtained permission, albeit reluctantly, from his mother and was finally able to share it with her. He pursed his lips as he gathered up the courage to tell her.

"I want to get to know your homeland." He said finally. She looked at him, surprised, not fully understanding what he was talking about.

"Do you want me to recommend a book to you?" She asked with a smile, thinking he was talking about the customs and traditions of her continent. Aemond looked at her intensely.

"No. I want to fly with you on Vhagar to Volantis." He spoke seriously and calmly. His wife stared at him in disbelief, for a moment obviously thinking that he was joking. Seeing that his expression hadn't changed, she covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes shining with happiness.

"Really?" She asked quietly, barely holding back the excitement that was building in her body. A smirk appeared on his face at her question.

"Yes. These are the lands of our common ancestors, full of places I'd like to see." He said with satisfaction. "I've already arranged everything with my parents."

Lady Vhassar threw herself into his arms, unable to contain the euphoria that flooded her muscles. He ran his hand through her soft, flower-scented hair and kissed her forehead. His wife cupped his cheeks in her hands, forcing him to look at her. Her eyes sparkled in the sun.

"When will we fly?" She asked quietly.

"Tomorrow morning."

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Lady Vhassar could not sleep at night from excitement. She kept squirming in her husband's arms, tossing and turning, causing him to grunt in displeasure. He pulled her tightly against him, her bare back pressed against his chest. He wrapped her in an iron embrace in his arms, burying his face in her hair.

"Stop fidgeting, woman, and let me sleep if I have to command the dragon tomorrow for so many hours of travel." He said impatiently. She pressed her lips together humbly, snuggling into his arms, pressing her breasts against them.

"I'm sorry." She whispered softly. "I'll try."

She felt her husband's manhood throbbing hard against her buttocks. She smiled to herself but didn't move, not wanting to annoy him. She heard him only sigh heavily, frustrated. His hand cupped her breast and began to massage it, his nose touching her neck. A pleasant shiver ran through her.

"You woke me up." He grunted low, his hand sliding down to her thigh.

He took her from behind, just like the first time they did it together. Only when he came inside her, panting heavily, all hot and sweating, did he fall asleep in a peaceful, deep sleep.

He woke up first, before the sun came up. He didn't have the strength to open his eye. The smell and warmth of his wife cuddled up to him, intertwined with his body, made all he dreamed about was to sleep on.

He knew, however, that they had a long and hard journey ahead of them. He propped himself up on one elbow, sleepy, and kissed her lingeringly on the cheek. She hummed low, dissatisfied that he had changed such a pleasant position.

"Wake up, sweet wife. We must set off." He said, running his hand over her back and hips. She moaned softly, pressing her face against his body, her eyes still closed.

He sighed heavily, took her in his arms, and lifted her. She sobbed as he carried her, wrapping her legs tightly around him. He sat her down on the table in front of him, brushing unruly strands of her hair out of her face.

"Wear what we've been talking about. The journey will be faster than the ship, but inconvenient. Do you remember everything I told you?" He asked, and she rubbed her eyes sleepily. She nodded, resting her forehead against his shoulder, unable to make any effort.

"What are you going to do when we approach Vhagar?" He asked, wanting to make sure she remembered everything.

“Wait until she accepts my scent. Don't speak Valyrian to her to not confuse her. Don't make any sudden movements." She mumbled, nestled into him with her eyes closed, partially extending her doze.

He kissed her bare shoulder with a sound of contentment.

"Very well. Get dressed."

***

Aemond had sent their bags to Volantis a few days earlier, informing his wife's parents of their future arrival. The servants had prepared provisions for them in advance, and they set off on horseback to where Vhagar was. Ser Criston accompanied them to see that everything went according to plan.

As they arrived, Lady Vhassar could see a cliff and a great rise beyond the forest. She followed her husband, saying nothing, looking up at the sky to see if Vhagar might appear above them. Aemond had told her not to talk to him, so she didn't ask him anything. He stopped and looked at her meaningfully, then turned his gaze to the hill.

Only now did she realize that it wasn't a hill, but a great, coiled, sleeping dragon, its body rising and falling. Even in her imagination she had not thought that Vhagar was so big. She swallowed hard, her eyes filled with shock and excitement. She smiled widely at her husband, and he, seeing her reaction, kissed her head.

"Dohaeragon, Vhagar! (Serve me, Vhagar!)” He shouted loudly at her as he approached her alone, obviously wanting to wake her up. Lady Vhassar thought with a smile that he had a pleasant accent. Even though he could speak their native language, the thought of her speaking it fluently blocked and embarrassed him. They spoke only in the common language.

Lady Vhassar felt the ground quake beneath her feet, as the dragon slowly lifted her great head and turned to Aemond, looking at him expectantly.

Dragon inhaled loudly, smelling a new scent, her head bent towards her. She saw that her husband motioned for her to stand still and not move. Lady Vhassar, looking at her with horror and delight, thought she looked like the great lizards that she had often seen in Essos.

"Lykyri, Vhagar. Lykyri. (Easy, Vhagar. Easy.)” He said, putting his hand over her big mouth. The dragon leaned lower and blew hot air at her from her nostrils, which quickly turned into steam. Lady Vhassar coughed.

Vhagar put her head down in front of her after a moment, looking at her. She wanted to go over to her and touch her, but stopped herself, remembering her husband's remarks. Aemond extended his hand to her.

"Come." He said, his voice quivering with excitement. His wife came over to him, her legs trembling slightly. He led her to the long lianas that hung from the big seat at the top. She knew that she had to climb up there and sit down.

It wasn't an easy task, her arms weren't as well trained as his. He secured her from below, climbing up behind her, making sure she didn't fall.

She finally sat astride the saddle, exhaling loudly, looking around with a smile, obviously very pleased with herself. Aemond tied several ropes around her waist to make sure that she didn't fall. He surprised her with a sudden, greedy kiss, his tongue sliding between her lips, colliding with her own in a sticky, wet dance.

He couldn't contain the happiness and excitement he felt at the thought that his wife was riding a dragon with him. He pulled away from her, spun around in the seat, and commanded her to grip tightly around his waist. She humbly did as he asked, feeling how hard his and her heart was pounding.

"Soves, Vhagar! (Fly, Vhagar!)” He exclaimed, and the dragon rose sluggishly to her paws. Lady Vhassar pressed closer to her husband, feeling everything around them tremble.

Vhagar began to walk faster and faster and threw herself into the abyss, spreading her wings. Lady Vhassar squealed softly, feeling a weight and speed she had never known before.

She only calmed down when Vhagar rose high and spread her wings completely, her movements stable and repetitive. Aemond looked at his wife, saw that she was pale, her eyes wide.

"Everything's fine?" He shouted at her, because of the strong wind around them practically nothing could be heard. She nodded and smiled slightly.

Only now did she begin to enjoy the wonderful views that spread out below them. She thought, she might have given him paradise in bed, but he was the one who really took her to heaven. She clung to him tighter at the thought.

The journey was long and hard. They made several stops to eat, stretch and drink, but sitting in this seat for so many hours without being able to change position was very uncomfortable. All she wanted now was to lie down in her bed in Volantis.

She regained her energy and good mood as soon as she saw the walls and the great lantern of her city. She was touched, because in her heart when she left her home she thought she would never see him again.

Aemond had to land with Vhagar far enough away from built-up areas, on a large hill, so that the dragon would have enough space to herself and not pose a threat.

Her brother, Vhogar, rode out to greet them. He jumped off his horse and ran to her as soon as he saw her. They threw themselves into each other's arms, and Vhogar spun her several times. He lowered her and took her cheeks in his hands. He frowned as he saw the remnants of the bruises under her eye.

"Since iksis ziry? Bisa dyni encore iksis pyghagon ao? (What is it? This monster is beating you?)” He asked enraged, not knowing that Aemond understood every word he said. Lady Vhassar was about to reply quickly to correct him, but her husband was quicker.

"Nyke qringaomatan naejot mīsagon zirȳla hen ñuha lēkia. (I failed to protect her from my brother.)” He said low, looking away. Her brother looked at him in surprise, then laughed, shaking his head.

"Nyke geptot ñuha mandia isse go aōha mīsagon. Nyke geptot zirȳla konīr se ziry māzigon arlī pyghagon bē? (I left my sister under your protection. I left her there, and she comes back beaten up?)" He asked enraged, but she clamped her hand on his arm, looking pleadingly at him.

"Ziry gōntan daor gaomagon mirros naejot nyke. Ziry umbagon syt ñuha valzȳrys naejot henujagon nyke mērī isse se tistālion. (He did not do anything to me. He waited for my husband to leave me alone in the chamber.) She said quickly. She felt,that the atmosphere was tense and it all sounded very bad.

"Nyke jorrāelagon ñuha valzȳrys, lēkia. Ziry māstan kesīr lēda nyke, naejot mazverdagon nyke biare. (I love my husband, brother. He came here with me to make me happy.) She said calmly.

Her brother's face softened as she said the words. He looked at her husband, pursed his lips, and nodded, remembering that he was talking to the king's son after all.

"Forgive me, my prince. Saying goodbye to my sister was very painful for me. I was infuriated that someone had hurt her in my absence." He said, trying to put his feelings into words with a little more respect. Aemond looked at him blankly. He was boiling inside with rage, but he knew that he was right and he wasn't going to argue.

"I know, my Lord. I was as furious as you when I found out about it myself."

The three of them set off on horseback towards the city. Aemond immediately felt that it was much hotter around them than in Westeros. He had to take off his leather coat and jacket.

He was left in only a nightgown and trousers, and he still felt like he was about to melt. He no longer wondered why his wife could walk naked around her chambers in the summer. The heat must have been unbearable.

At their grand villa, her father greeted them, opening his arms wide to her. He also noticed a bruise on her cheek, but she lied that she slipped after taking a bath. Aemond and Vhogar looked away at her words, not wanting to broach the subject and spoil the evening.

Her father arranged a great feast for them. Aemond noticed, surprised and horrified, that some of the people were practically half-naked there. Everything was visible through the delicate, translucent materials. He didn't know where to look. His wife squeezed his hand, seeing his uncertainty and embarrassment.

"Don't pay attention to it. You'll get used to it soon." She said softly, and he nodded without speaking.

Although the couples moved before them in a dance far more sensual than that in Westeros, Lady Vhassar did not leave her husband's side at the table. She was asked to dance several times, but she replied that she had no strength for that after the journey.

He knew it was just the opposite - her buttocks must hurt immensely from sitting, and she'd be better off getting up and dancing. She just didn't want to leave him alone among complete strangers. He squeezed her hand under the table. She looked at him, suprised.

"I'm tired. Will you show me our chamber?" He asked, feigning indifference. They both knew that once his wife showed him their chamber, she would stay there with him. She nodded with a wide smile.

They said goodbye to her parents, informing them that they wanted to retire after a hard journey. They moved forward between the cool sand walls, so different from those in the Red Keep.

Lady Vhassar opened the door and they entered a spacious, huge room with a wonderful view of the city from the balcony.

Beautiful paintings of plants and flowers were painted on the walls. Her bed was covered with a large canopy, probably separating the sleeper from the insects, that flew into the chamber at night. His wife looked at him with a smle.

“Here I spent my entire childhood thinking of you, my husband. What are you like. How do you look. How do you say. What do you smell like?” She whispered, looking at him over her shoulder, as she untied her leather jacket.

Her rider's outfit perfectly fitted her curves, her breasts and buttocks which he had kissed and fucked so passionately in recent days. He felt pressure in his manhood at her words.

"And what am I like?" He grunted, not moving, looking at her expectantly. She smiled at his words. She took off her jacket and started unbuttoning her pants.

"You have a wonderfully low voice. I love it when you're deep inside me and talk to me." She whispered sensually, wetting her lips with her tongue, looking at him defiantly. His lower lip dropped slightly at her words, his chest heaving uneasily. He started to unbutton his pants.

"And your big hands. You hold me so tight with them when you fuck me." She purred, laying down on the bed in only her chemise, sliding it off her shoulders, showing him her beautiful, firm breasts.

She heard him swallow hard at the sight and she smiled widely. She was surprised that she still made the same impression on him as she had at the beginning of their acquaintance. She stared at him expectantly, watching him.

He walked unhurriedly towards the table where there were bowls of fruits that looked similar to the ones form their wedding night. He took one of them, cut into triangular pieces. It seemed meaty and juicy. He took a little on his fingers and licked it. It was cool, watery and sweet. He thought that was exactly what he needed.

"And your lips. They are full, they kiss and caress so wonderfully.” She grunted in satisfaction, as she saw him slowly making his way towards her. She saw that he was holding a piece of watermelon in his hand.

He stood over her. She took his free hand and slowly placed it on her breast. She massaged herself and pressed against his fingers, squeezing her eyes shut. "I don't think I need to explain to you that I love your tongue the most."

A smirk crossed his face at her words, letting her guide the movements of his hand, enjoying the softness and warmth of her breasts. He knelt in front of her, looking at her adoringly. He thought that they were made for each other. With his other hand, he placed the fruit on the bedclothes.

It was so brittle that a slight pressure was enough to break it apart under his fingers. She shuddered, looking at him with a sweet smile as his finger dipped in the flesh and ran over her other, exposed nipple.

It was so hot that he knew the cool fruit must have felt wonderful. She closed her eyes and hummed contentedly, delighted at how resourceful he was becoming.

She moaned sweetly as he leaned over her, the tip of his tongue teasing her nipple, trying a new and wonderful taste. He pulled away from her, feeling her whole body tremble under his touch.

"Is my tongue the only part of my body, that gives you pleasure?" He asked softly, looking at her expectantly.

"Of course not, my husband." She murmured encouragingly.

She was usually the dominant one. She took what she wanted, always made sure that she enjoyed everything. But with him she didn't have to worry about that.

She knew her pleasure was a priority for him and she could relax by focusing on teasing him. Aemond smiled to himself at her words and reached for the fruit again, scooping up a little more, than before with his thumb.

He put his finger to her mouth and she obediently parted her lips, allowing him to slide it inside. She sucked and licked it with her tongue, purring in delight, the wonderful sweet taste melting in her mouth.

She released his finger with a wet, loud sound. She parted her lips in contentment as he stood up and lowered his pants, his manhood throbbing all over, swollen and hard.

"Do you want to taste something new, my wife?" He asked low, stroking her chin with his finger. She smiled slightly and nodded her head.

She pursed her lips, feeling the wetness between her thighs as his hand sank into the soft fruit. He wiped all his manhood with it, making it dripping with juice. She thought it was the most perverted sight she had ever seen.

She immediately knelt in front of him on the bed, her tongue licking him up and down to see how it tasted. She purred contentedly, taking his wet cock in her hand, licking him further. His breathing quickened, his hand found its way into her hair.

"My good girl. I need you so fucking much. You know that?" He asked, looking at her as if she was the only reason he was still sane. She looked at him tenderly and lewdly at the same time, smiling sweetly.

"I know." She purred, taking him all in her mouth, sliding him all the way down her throat. He tipped his head back with a sound of delight, loving that she never compromised. No kind of intimacy embarrassed her, everything they did was completely natural and desirable for her.

When he had fun with Alys he only came in her mouth. He didn't want bastards like his nephews. With his wife, all he wanted was to come deep inside her, to fill her with his seed, to mark her with his presence. He had never felt so fulfilled as then.

That's why, even when she satisfied him with her mouth, he didn't fall asleep until he sank deep inside her, felt her wonderful warmth and came hard into her core.

He loved falling asleep inside her, and when he had to slip out, he watched with delight as his semen flowed out of her. He felt then that she was only his, and he knew that she loved that feeling herself.

For this reason, despite her wonderful caresses, he slipped out of her mouth and lay on top of her. He slid his tongue deep into her lips, tasting himself, licking her with grunts of delight. His hand found her swollen, sore clit, which he teased and massaged with two fingers.

He knew that when he touched the point directly it caused her pain. What she liked most was when he touched her all around, creating a slow, hot feeling in her lower abdomen. He smirked as she moaned softly.

Every once in a while his fingers slid into her wet, dripping entrance, teasing her. Her thighs parted invitingly before him, but he, unmoved, returned to earlier caresses. He felt her nipples hard with desire, pressing against his chest.

"Please, put him in me already" She whispered helplessly that what he wanted to hear. He looked at her with a smirk. He teased her entrance with the tip of his member, without putting him in.

"That's what you want, sweet wife? Do you want to feel how much your husband needs you?” He asked tenderly, breathing quickly.

"Yes, please, please, ah!" She moaned, leaning back as he entered her suddenly, slowly, sliding all the way inside her, pushing against her fleshy, wet, throbbing walls.

"You're so warm inside." He whispered in delight. He couldn't help himself and started to move inside her. He always promised himself to tease her longer, to get more of her sweet moans, but all he had to do was feel her and he was lost.

His cock moved on its own, seeking fulfillment, wanting to cum inside her, and her walls tightened around him, wanting to keep him inside.

They both began to pant, speeding up, their movements more aggressive and violent, his thighs slapping against her buttocks with a wet, perverted click. They stared at each other in delight, panting heavily, his thumb teasing her clit once in a while, making her shiver.

"I love you." He whispered suddenly, amazed at his own words that came out of his mouth spontaneously.

He loved her, because she traveled with him on the dragon, as befits his wife. He loved her, because she gave up her favorite activities, so he wouldn't feel alone in her homeland. He loved her, because she thought about his feelings and his needs, wanting nothing in return but reciprocation.

Her soft, startled groan answered him. She gripped his buttocks hard, his thrusts brutal and sure, massaging her where she needed it. She looked at him helplessly, unable and unwilling to hide her feelings anymore. She had never been so devoted or faithful to any other man before.

"Me too." She gasped, feeling she was on the verge of consummation, their bodies slapping each other with sticky, loud slaps, his hands clenched tightly around her hips. "Gods, I love you so much"

He leaned over her and kissed her, their lips and tongues colliding in a wet mess of their hot flesh and saliva. They gasped into each other's mouths, writhing under each other. They came moaning loudly, convinced that all of Volantis could hear them.

Aemond squeezed his eye shut as he felt his hot seed spill over her insides, filling her again. He stared at her, his eye filled with adoration and fulfillment. His wife reached up and stroked his cheek. She smiled at him warmly.

“I want to bear your children.”

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softrozene · 1 year

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Reader Getting into a Fight

Anon asked: hi! can you do a headcanon for john, arthur, and dutch with a reader who gets into a nasty fight with someone at a bar or another person at camp? i love your writing!

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Arthur, Dutch, John x Reader (Gender-neutral/nonbinary)

Originally published on February 19, 2020

Warnings: mentions of violence, just a smidge suggestive lmao

Arthur Morgan-

Chances are the both of you went to go get a drink and relax before heading back to camp

Just like him, you would have to develop patience for drunkards but the minute someone says something you don’t like that crosses the line, it’s going down

Arthur will immediately jump in as your backup

The aftermath of the fight is what really gets up as the both of you are kicked out of the saloon

He will make sure you are all good

If you are his significant He won’t lie, he will be very turned on if you gave the fight all you got

He will be slightly shocked for the most part

Will make you lean against one of the horses as he wipes any blood off your face, check your hands, any other injuries, etc

“Remind me not to get on yer bad side. Ya got a nasty (right/left) hook”

May bring this up multiple times if it was that impressive or if he wants to tease you the next time you go to a saloon

Dutch Van Der Linde-

Since he’s at the camp most of the time, that’s where your fight will take place

It would be to defend his honor and faith

Seriously though, it would probably be either at Shady Belle or Beaver Hollow when everyone is at their low and the nasty fight takes place

Most likely someone said something and you were just at your limit but unlike the others, you don’t hold back

Thus, you win the fight but at a very bloody cost

Dutch will have a word for you if you are still very loyal to him and he actually knows it

If you are his significant other it will most definitely stroke his ego

You have woo’d him

If it’s at Shady Bell, he’ll help you clean up

If it’s at Beaver Hollow you may have to clean yourself up after he congratulates you on the win and reminds you to keep that faith you have for him

John Marston-

For him, I think you would need to be at a saloon while he is at camp because his temper is much quicker than the other two and he would help beat the living daylights out of whoever laid a finger on you

Show up bloodied and injured and he will be physically seething but he won’t make you talk unless you want to

I headcanon that John much like Arthur gets into bar fights often so he knows how to take care of those injuries and he’d help you without really thinking about it

If he was there? That’s a whole different story

He’d hold back on whatever person is pissing you off but the moment you explode?

Oh bring it on

He’s fighting with you, getting all that pent-up frustration out and after it all, it would be a good laugh with him.

If you are his partner

He will be damn proud

If the adrenaline is still rushing through his veins he will most definitely want to take you to a more secluded area

#softrozene writes #rdr2 x reader #red dead redemption 2 x reader #arthur morgan x reader #dutch van der linde x reader #john marston x reader #gender-neutral reader #nonbinary reader

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thosewildcharms · 22 days

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Well i was talking about towl fav ep and fav richonne moment but i want your thought on twd too now :)

thank you so much clarifying anon, and for the question! i think the easiest way to do this is to break it up by show.

towl

favorite episodes: I think it goes without saying that just like everyone else episode 4 is my favorite. it's a stand out not just for towl but for twd as a whole and is magnificent from start to finish. as for the rest? i have a lot of trouble ranking them actually because i love all of them for different reasons, but I guess my other favorites in no particular order are:

6 because it was just SO satisfying. that reunion seriously healed something in me. I love the flashbacks and how their pillow talk was incorporated throughout.

3 because it had me literally screaming at my tv and i love angst <3

1 because i didn't realize how much i missed rick grimes until i got him back, and i'm still so impressed by how much they accomplished in that one episode. also i think andrew lincoln was phenomenal and the ending was perfect. it gave me that WE'RE SO FUCKING BACK!! feeling that set the tone for the whole series.

favorite richonne moments:

the family reunion in episode 6 goes without saying right? it's all i wanted from the series and they gave it to me and it was everything

like, all of episode 4 lol but the standouts for me are "you don't have to thank me ever" (like, that whole sequence of him saving her) "the only time I feel safe is when I'm with you" (because i'm STILL reeling from that) the without you I die monologue obviously and i also really love the specific way rick's voice cracks when he says "you think I didn't want to be with you? I tried everything" and the way michonne's lip trembles in response. i talked about how rick is suppressing his emotions throughout that entire episode and that's one of the few moments he loses his composure - it's SO effective

the full reunion in episode 2!

rick putting the ring on michonne's finger MID THRUST. hello?

the proposal! his nervousness! her obvious joy and delight! i actually really love how light and funny they were all throughout episode 5. i re-watch all of those scenes a LOT

rick pulling his gun on thorne when she put her hand on her knife while interrogating michonne/rick stepping in front of thorne's gun when she had it pointed at michonne.

MICHONNE THROWING THEM OUT OF THE HELICOPTER

an underrated moment from the finale i really love is when rick grab's michonne's fingers when thorne orders them to walk with their hands up. i love that he needed that contact!

in the finale when rick says he just wants to go home. he wouldn't have, and they both know it, but i love that he was allowed to express that. AND i love michonne's reaction to it.

michonne dropping her sword (again!) when she thinks rick is dead

i really really REALLY love the dream sequences from episode one. it definitely felt like a huge fuck you to everyone who said they never would have ended up together if the apocalypse hadn't happened. like! sorry but no! michonne is rick's soulmate! die mad about it!

twd

favorite episodes: 6x10 the next world, 7x12 say yes, and 3x12 clear for obvious reasons. I also really love 6x09 no way out for having one of my favorite richonne scenes ever, 4x09 after, 4x11 claimed, 5x11 the distance for the amazing richonne build-up, 9x01 a new beginning (richonne just feel VERY married), 9x05 what comes after because i was tense and distraught the whole time even though i was spoiled for the ending, and 9x06 who are you now: michonne's grief is so palpable even years later, danai was incredible and that scene with judith at the end wrecks me. plus the RJ reveal!

favorite richonne moments:

"i've never seen your face like that before." listen. LISTEN. years ago i saw a gifset of this exact scene right here on tumblr dot com and it was so cute that i decided i would watch the zombie show if those two get together. and now HERE I AM. it's the scene that started it all for me, and it's still one of my favorites because it's so cute.

FIRST KISS ON THE COUCH. arguably the best first kiss of all time

all of say yes but SPECIFICALLY when michonne drops her sword, and how she jumps into his arms when it turns out he's alive, the panicked way she says "no no no" when rick tells her she could lose him. but also, how goofy and silly they were the rest of the time. they have fun together! they don't just love each other, they like each other!

THE END OF 6x09 WHEN RICK WALKS OUT INTO THE HERD. michonne loses her shit completely in a way we didn't see again until the bridge. nothing is more terrifying to her than rick (or her kids) dying, and that will always get to me. the way she was the FIRST one out the door once denise gave the go ahead? the fact that the ONLY thing that kept her from running after him sooner was the fact that carl still needed her? GIRL???

rick smiling at michonne and carl on the train tracks AND the "i'm okay/I know/how?/because I'm okay too" exchange also on the train tracks. i'm a 'rick fell in love with her on the train tracks' truther forever and ever amen.

that hug at the end of 7x10 and the little kiss on her forehead :)

"I'm still with you." everything about that scene is just the two of them saying "i love you" without actually saying it.

"we should go to washington" oh my god the look on her FACE

in 4x09 that whole sequence where michonne sees herself in the walkers, kills them all, makes the deliberate choice to follow the tracks and they lead her directly to rick and carl???? the way she LOOKS TO THE HEAVENS AND CRIES??? rick's incredulous laughter and "it's for you"? what kind of invisible string tying you to me-soulmate bullshit?

the 9x05 "do you know why i fell in love with you?" dream sequence

9x01 "how'd I get so lucky finding you?" the domesticity of that entire scene.

first meeting at the prison. it's SO charged and it's so amazing to re-watch that scene and be like rick!!! that's your wife!!! and again. towl just confirms it really WAS soulmates meeting for the first time. incredible!

#richonne #the ones who live #to reiterate. i loved *every* episode of towl. there is not a single bad episode. i even loved the jadis stuff in episode 5 #although i will admit they should have probably condensed the 3 jadis/gabriel flashbacks into one to help with pacing #also i'm sure there are a ton of eps/moments i'm missing from the mothership but these are the ones that stick out for me the most #answered

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popawritter12 · 2 months

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Can I request this yandere blood moon talon headcanons with male reader.

Yandere! Blood moon Talon x Male! reader

Author's Note: ANOTHER YANDERE TALON ENJOYER?! HELL YEAH

Also, I didn't find much information about Talon's lore in Blood Moon, I hope this is in line with what anon imagined how this Yandere would be like

Probabilities that your loved ones will be killed.

This son of a bitch would kill them just for the hell of it, seriously. And let's just say it doesn't help much that he's a cultist.

We are talking about someone who, based on the little information we were given about him, enjoys killing and making his victims suffer before murdering them, so it is not difficult to believe that he would kill your loved ones just for the fun of it.

A solid 90%

First impressions

You were a man in your 20s, you grew up in a family that was made up of “demon defenders.” They were not especially strong, but they had a lot of information on hand about what it was like to defend themselves against demons, cultists, and hide or flee in case a deity from the moon appeared.

Your parents, grandparents, and many of your acquaintances died because of the blood moon and its cultists, but you managed to give a good life to your younger siblings.

More than once you encountered cultists, and even once you had the misfortune of crossing paths with a demon, but you managed to survive, even with all the scars or damage, you were willing to fight.

And when you met Talon, he saw that steadfastness in you, that determination to defend those you loved. And although he was already used to seeing his victims be strong and firm, only to then bend and beg when they realized that their lives were about to end, you were not like that.

He had met several of your family members, and among all the cultists, he was the one who enjoyed killing them the most, so many assumed that he would do the same with you.

Fall in love

After you fought for your life and were willing to face death, he simply noticed that it would not be easy for him to kill you, so he only wanted to enjoy making you suffer, trying to harm your brothers or bring you to the brink of death, but In your eyes there was always that shine, that radiance that emanated from the depths of your soul that forced you to continue fighting.

He stops fighting with you, leaves you alone and walks away from the place, regardless of where they are, at that point he wanted to seriously think about what to do with you; He didn't want to kill you, but he didn't want to leave you alive either.

After a while, he returned, but not to fight. When you threatened him to get out of where you were, he only offered to join the blood moon cult.

He explained to you how much it would benefit him to have powers and another reason for existing other than surviving day to day, that you could find new opportunities if you gave the cult a chance.

But you only wrinkled your face, your eyes filled with a hatred that he had never seen in his life; Not only did you refuse, you told him with absolute solidity that if he didn't get away from you, you weren't going to leave him alone until he was dead.

That determination, that pure hatred and the firmness that you showed in your conviction to stay alive ended up “charming” him, so to speak. And he became obsessed with the idea of breaking that fighting spirit that you had forged with so much strength.

Beginning of "Yanderism"

He tried not to, but it was inevitable for him to start stalking you. In his eyes, any other cultist or demon would want to take you at the slightest opportunity, which is why he didn't want someone else to steal his victim or anything related to him.

If there's one thing good about him, it's that he'd rather kill some other cultist than have harmed you in some way; You were someone who was only going to die at his hands, and no one else's.

By the way, you noticed that he was stalking you because your brothers mention you when they hear him nearby; You find it somewhere between annoying and intriguing, but you assumed that Talon just wanted to make you suffer, resorting to stalking just to make you lose your mind, but you weren't going to give in that easily.

And in fact, more than once other cultists tried to kill you, but after defending yourself against them just once, you never see them again. (Don't ask him about them)

First murder or Yandere act.

Short of murdering ANY other cultist who tries to harm you, he would start letting you see him, both inside and outside your home.

Your brothers, out of mere curiosity, began to approach him; It was very strange to them that there is a cultist or someone closely related to the cult of the blood moon who is so… “kind” to not kill them as soon as he sees them.

You tried to keep them from walking away from him, but sooner or later they end up talking to him or interacting in any other way. Talon doesn't seem very interested in meeting them, but seeing that he can be a means to get to you… he uses them so that he can be close to you.

You keep your distance from him, trying to avoid physical contact due to obvious reasons, but inevitably he ends up making physical contact with you.

And for the first time in his life, he feels the need to touch you all the time, usually he touches your face or your hands or arms while you sleep (because you don't let him touch you), although in his mind he wished he could take more of your skin.

Relationship or kidnapping

An extremely strange relationship.

You hate him, but you slowly develop some appreciation for him because he keeps you safe, even though you try to keep your distance from him. And he, although he wishes to kill you or break your spirit, ends up gaining a sick affection for your presence, one such that he slowly consumes him, that forces him to be more sadistic towards those who try to harm you.

Although, since I like to cause you problems, I'm going to suggest something.

You met another man who proved to be trustworthy; He was a childhood friend who managed to survive cultists and other people. It was not a romantic relationship, it was more of a relationship of close friends who trusted each other with their lives and vice versa.

Initially Talon was not hostile, but eventually, he became upset seeing how this friend interfered with your relationship with him. After he meets this friend, you start to notice Talon's presence showing up in other ways.

Your brothers tell you how irritated he seems lately, and he even started killing more in order to release some of his anger.

Should you start worrying?

In case of kidnapping, where would he take you?

(This will come later)

Coexistence

It's very rare.

Talon is not very expressive with his emotions, but he is insistent on the idea that you join the cult (We could say it like Akaza does with Kyojuro). And regardless of whether you want to or not, he insists, over and over again… even when you ask him to stop asking you that, he will still do it after a few weeks.

Marriage and family

Marriage? I don't think he can, mostly because he's a cultist and the cult he follows doesn't explain how marriage works, so we can assume that either it won't happen or there will be some weird ceremony.

And well, if your family and friends aren't all dead before you met him, then he'll kill them (in secret, and pretend another cultist or demon did it).

↘If possible, children?

….

I have no information on how it will work, but in a case that they can resort to adoption (or there is some weird magical cult thing about it or any other reason) he may end up wanting in case of the bad ending. In this case, no.

Bad ending

This is going to be long…

After a long time, the anger that he presses inside of him ends up consuming him, and he kills your best friend, your only mental support in a life where you lost all the things you could lose, but this time was different.

The other times I could hide his murders with pointing out some other cultist as guilty, but this time he didn't feel that need to lie.

She barely killed him, took his corpse, before bringing him before you, and dumping him in front of your eyes, even bleeding out in front of you.

The anger consumed you, grabbing the weapon you had at hand so you could confront him and finish this story off once and for all.

The fight you two had lasted a long time, and there was a big difference between him and you; He could fight for hours due to the powers that being a cultist gave him, unlike your human body, made of flesh and blood.

Even badly injured or on the verge of death, that spark of anger was still stuck in your eyes, that raw touch of hatred that turned you into a human monster.

And he realized that he couldn't let you die. He had mentally prepared himself to be able to kill you, but he couldn't do it… his obsession didn't let him finish passing the blade through your chest to stab your heart.

He made the decision to take you away, take you to a place that not even the cultists or the demons themselves could know where it was located… He knocked you unconscious after fighting you, and took you to an abandoned temple that only he knew its exact location.

He locked you in a dusty room, with chains on your wrists and no possibility of escape… It was even unique the feeling he developed because of how you looked struggling against your bonds.

He knew that he couldn't break you, couldn't break your spirit through physical torture or words, so he had to resort to other options to break your mind in such a way that you wouldn't escape from him anymore.

I won't say more because it would make it longer, but yes, it's exactly what you think.

Reasons to be a Yandere:

-While he loves killing and reducing other people's lives to nothing and watching the life leave their bodies as they beg for mercy, having someone who fights so fervently against him without subjecting his mind to begging and asking for mercy is something… unique, especially coming from a family that had already seen how fighters they were against the cult.

-Before, he was a human, one who also fought hard against people he couldn't beat, so it gives him a certain nostalgia to see you fight against him.

Extra data:

-Your brothers noticed how obsessed he was with you, but they only mentioned it as jokes or recommendations for you. Let's say that a cultist who has already killed in your name and who just wants to be close to you could be a great ally to have a slightly calmer life, or at least that's their reasoning.

-Your best friend, before he died, crossed paths with Talon more than once, and tried to talk to him to try to find out how true it was that he wasn't trying to kill you, but let's say that Talon doesn't like him very much.

-After the kidnapping, your brothers searched for you all over the world, but they never found you, in their last desperate attempts, they tried to turn to another cultist or demon for help regarding finding their brother, what happens next I leave it to your imagination.

-If you are someone tall and robust, he likes to fight with you more due to the level of fight you could give him.

-Otherwise, if you are smaller but maintain physical strength, he tends to become more obsessed with physical contact with you.

-In the kidnapping, Talon knows that you must feed yourself, but he usually steals food from other humans so he doesn't have to cook, or at least until, after you get used to being there and have accepted him as your destined mate, he leaves you that you cook for yourself.

-If you want to know how long it will be before you see him without a mask, I can estimate that in a total of 3-4 weeks from when he starts stalking you more explicitly you see him without the mask.

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lukabitch · 1 year

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Hello! :)

Do you think you could write a Frank (Legion) with a reader that has a mix of accents? (Slavic, British, American English (most likely southern accent)). When they stumble upon something or think out loud they speak in their native language though. (If ya want specific language - Czech) I think it’d be funny to see lol :D thank u! Xoxo 💜

I Hope I read the request correctly 😭. Sorry if it’s short. Thank you so much for the request Anon! :)

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Honestly thought he was miss hearing you.

The accent you had and the language you were speaking just boggles his mind.

He’s just standing there like 🧍🏼.

He’ll walk up to you and ask questions.

He’ll ask what language you were speaking how you can talk with said accent.

This little shit might beg and whine for you to teach him. Mainly to impress other people.

If you do he’ll be excited.

Just don’t expect him to take it seriously in the slightest.

He would have a bit of trouble paying attention. He just can’t focus for the life of him.

If you take notice of that and give him special attention for it he’ll be so happy.

He can’t pronounce anything right. :(

You can try and drill it into his head but he just can’t. He’s tongue gets twisted easily.

He would be in love with you if you teach him some accents.

He’ll get upset if you only talk to him in your native language. Especially if you haven’t taught him any.

Moral of the day just let him learn something so he feels smart.

Frank lets out an annoyed sigh. “Come on when are we going to go over something interesting?” You snapped the journal you were reading out of closed. “Please be patient Frank we don’t want to rush.” Your voice was quite stern like a parent scalding a child. Even with the stern voice Frank still persisted. “What if I gave you a small reward for being good?” Just like that he was suddenly being as good as could be. He could only imagine what reward you would give him.

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anamericangirl · 3 months

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This anon would take AnAmericanGirl on a date. She seems nice! Would be nice to get to know her a little more, and not even just about political stuff. Hell, not even about that at all.

Like hey, got any funny stories from any jobs you've had? I'll give an example of mine.

I worked at TJ Maxx in Burbank when I was 16, had a work permit for it, and there was this elderly woman who came in and asked me if this floral-pattern couch upholstery we had was available in a bigger size. I didn't know how to check, but I told her I'd figure it out and went into the back. I found the same pattern, and looked through them until I found a bigger size, and then I came back and handed it to her, and she thanked me and wandered off.

Later, when I got off work, I walked out and this girl ran up to me and went "Hey! My grandma wanted me to give you this" and handed me a plate with some plastic wrap on it that had a bunch of those chocolate thumbprint cookies on it. She just went "Bye!" and waved and ran off, and I was like "Did that old lady seriously bake cookies for me because I helped her find a couch cover thing?"

For the next few days my fellow employees were telling me that the old lady had walked around the store telling everyone I was a wonderful employee and was a huge help, and it warmed my heart.

I never heard from the lady again, but that moment stuck with me my entire life. 19 years have gone by and I still remember getting cookies from a sweet lady who wanted a floral pattern couch cover. Hell, I still remember how they tasted.

I hope that couch is still in her house somewhere with that same floral pattern on it and that girl who handed me the cookies sits on it and drinks cocoa. It's a romantic idea I know but I like to think about that sometimes and it makes me smile.

So how about you?

Aww, that's so sweet! What a nice lady! It really doesn't take much to make someone's day sometimes and it sounds like you both did that for each other. That put a smile on my face.

I don't have any stories nearly that endearing but I do remember working one of my first jobs, which was a gas station attendant for a major grocery store chain over here and I while I liked it because I was completely independent and worked it alone and didn't have anyone hovering over me it's also the job that made me decide I never wanted to work retail again lol.

But there was this one lady I remember. She and her husband or boyfriend lived close enough to walk to the store and she did so frequently. She came a lot to the gas station by herself to buy cigarettes and she was really nice and we would always chat a little bit.

She knew I liked to read because I always brought a book with me to read during the slow times when I had nothing to do and she started bringing books with her from her home to give to me.

I was a always a little worried about her because whenever she walked to the store with her husband or boyfriend (never found out what relation they were) she would never stop by the gas station (which they had to pass to get to the store) or talk to me but she would always smile and wave when she walked by with him. But he never acknowledged anything. And something about her appearance and mannerisms kinda gave me the impression that maybe she wasn't in the best living situation.

But when I eventually left the organization I didn't see her at all during my last two weeks so I never got to say goodbye to her, which I was a little sad about.

I think about her sometimes and hope that she's doing ok.

#anon #answered

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redheadspark · 9 months

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hi hope you’re well xx

for the vacation prompts can i request 10 with jack russell? sounds like a fun convo lol 🫶

A/N - This one is nice and short! Thanks for requesting this, Anon!

Impressive

Summary - Jack brings something back from his job that he's not a fan of.

Warnings - Just some fluff!

“Amor? I need your help with something,”

You had to poke your head into the bedroom from your spot in the bathroom, seeing your husband hunched over his duffle bag. It was opened up and looked tosseled, worn from missions in the past and close calls that left old blood stains along the fabric. It was his favorite duffel bag that he used during missions and transformations. You asked him so many times to get rid of it, get another bag that would be tougher to break or fall apart.

Yet now that you saw Jack hunched over the bad, looking rather distressed and a bit put out. He reached into the bag, taking his hand out a bit after with sand sticking to his skin.

“You got….sand?” You asked him tentatively, though you were trying to hide the laughter on your lips as Jack gave you a glare.

“I didn’t think I would get sand in my own bag when I was a wolf!” He reasoned, you hiding your smile behind your hand as he huffed and gestured to his bag, “I have sand everywhere! I hate sand!”

“You sound like Anakin Skywalker when you say that, honey,” You hummed at him as you walked over to stand next to him and look in his bag. Sure enough, there was a huge amount of sand inside and all over his clothe, as well as his equipment and his toiletries, “I know this recent client lives out in the Bahamas, but you still ended up brining some sand back? That’s quite impressive, Jack,”

“I blame my wolf for this,” He grumbled as he rubbed his face in a tired manner, “Seriously I can’t control that side, no matter how far I try,”

“As I have said to you before, there is nothing wrong with your wolf side,” You reassured him calmly and you kissed the side of his head, “It makes things more adventurous, more lively, and at times…a bit more sexy,”

You saw the blush on his cheeks when you told him this, wrapping an arm around his waist to bring him in a bit closer. This side of Jack was always inviting for you to see, the vulnerable said the seemed open to only you. He always had a wall up around him, and he had since he had to battle his lycanthropy for such a long time. Needing to be strong and never back down did wear him down overtime, but you were able to make him feel free and exposed in the best way possible.

Dating a werewolf kept you on your toes for certain, especially in what he would bring back with him from his trips and jobs. Small trinkets like pieces of jewelry that he would find, old artifacts and documents that you knew you’d like since you were a history buff, but nothing as crazy as a pile of sand,

“Well, we should put this in a jar and put it on your wall of treasures,” You joked with him as he gave you a playful glare, “I mean…you did bring it and saved it from the Bahamas?”

Jack said nothing for a long moment, a small smile was now on his face as he shrugged.

“It’s not as bad as the skull I found in Romania though,” Jack countered back to you as you snort.

“I hate that skull, Jack. Can we switch it out for the sand?” You asked him with pleading eyes, though he leaned over to kiss your cheek this time.

“I don’t know I’ve gotten attached to the skull,”

“Damnit.”

The End.

August Prompt Session

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very self-indulgent but beware, here goes! i was re-reading ending of OotP as one does in monday afternoon, and i was remineded how decidedly Nearly Headless Nick responed to devastated Harry when he asked if Sirius could become a ghost (aside - such a painful pages… Harry's grief was tearing me apart, again as always). “He will not come back. He will have… gone on.” Yes, Sirius wouldn't like pale imitation of life but… even for Harry? When he'd do anything for his godson including being locked up in Grimmauld Place? But then, Nick has seen Sirius and James through all Hogwarts years. And James was gone. And for Nick it was obvious, the choice he'd made, death with James or life without him. I'm not d=saying Sirius was suicidal, really, but Sirius did stay on the other side in the end, where James has been waiting for him.

Gods, anon. You just had to make me go and re-read the book and cry a river, didn't you? 😭

Seriously speaking, this is very deep and needs an essay to be written on. I have received another ask about the concept of the dead/death and the living/life in HP series some time ago, so I'm writing a meta on it. (If by chance the anon who sent me that ask is reading this, please know that I have not forgotten to answer, I am writing a presentable reply) .

I decided to break apart your ask into two parts, I hope it is ok.

A. The reality of what we get in the books.

B. The self-indulgent part

The reality

I decided to re-read the last parts of the OOTP as well (since you mentioned reading it ) . So, generally my source for your ask is the 5th book + some quotes from here and there.

The conversation between Harry and Nick is a very curious one, short and sad, yet solid with no place for doubt. But before coming to that, I want to go back to the first book and quote Dumbledore about the simplicity of accepting death when one is knowledgeable enough. Not as being ok with throwing away one's life pointlessly but as coming to terms with the fact that there is no need to hold on when you have done your part.

"After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."

Albus Dumbledore - HP and TSS, page 297

Now some other quotes if I may, because they will come handy. 😉

The 7th book and the engraving on Lily and James' graves:

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.

"It doesn't mean defeating death in the way that the Death Eaters mean it, Harry," said Hermione, her voice gentle. "It means…you know…living beyond death. Living after death."

Hermione Granger - HP and DH, page 328

and in the 5th book:

"Oh, come on. You heard them, just behind the veil, didn't you?"

"In that room with the archway. They were just lurking out of sight, that's all. You heard them."

Luna Lovegood - HP and OOTP, page 863

These quotes show how serious life after death is portrayed in Harry Potter. It's a simple notion yet very fundamental. A living person dies and continues their journey in another life/dimension. The living can sense their presence or even hear them if the border is narrow enough and they have seen death before like Luna and Harry ( the veil being an example of that ) , but they are dead, they are in another dimension, they don't linger on where they should not.

Dumbledore puts it as - going to bed after a very, very long day - in the first book, a very well-done impression of the phrase rest in peace ( R.I.P) for the dead.

Harry's conversation with Nick is curious because it clears these facts:

1 . You have to accept the notion of death to be able to pass on.

2. You shouldn't fear death.

As proved by Nick:

"I was afraid of death," said Nick. "I chose to remain behind. I sometimes wonder whether I oughtn't to have…well, that is neither here nor there…in fact I am neither here nor there…." He gave a small sad chuckle.

HP and OOTP - page 861

Nearly everyone in the HP universe whose role were effective enough, accepted death - like an old friend - , each in their own respective causes ( good or bad ) . James and Lily died for their son with no hesitation, Dumbledore planned his own death for the greater good, Snape knew of his inevitable death by Voldemort, Bellatrix had such strong loyalty and belief and Sirius…bright, wonderful Sirius who was the best godfather on earth, died with adrenaline in his veins and not confined to a house he hated. Sirius Black was a logical adult who had fought in two wars and survived Azkaban. He was aware of the risks of his actions, specially in the DOM. The fact that he went there with no hesitation, shows that although he cared and loved Harry to the moon and back, he was aware and had accepted the fact that he may die at any moment and was at peace with it, even way before DOM.

Personally, I think it's not the matter of how much you care or love someone. If it was, James and Lily would have come back for their poor orphaned baby, so they could both terrorise the Dursleys into taking good care of Harry and proving proof for Sirius' innocence as ghosts. I believe it's the matter of choosing to live in a useless limbo or going forward, to where you belong after you die. After all, if linger behind, the dead will suffer in the mortal world because they don't belong there as said in the tale of the three brothers. Nick's turmoil is a proof of that.

Sirius is not a type to linger, he was bright and knowledgeable and bold and if you ask me, he needed peace upon his soul.

The self-indulgent part ❤

Now to the important part a.k.a prongsfoot. 👀 Sirius loved Harry with all that he had. He did things for him that no one had done before, like escaping Azkaban. Harry was his everything after James. Harry was his responsibility, his best friend's child, his ray of sunshine, the person he cared the most for in life. But here is it. In life.

Now, Sirius dies. He falls through the veil and in shock he sees James there, smiling sadly with wobbly lips and his hands in his pockets like old days and Sirius is tired. He has been fighting and struggling most of his life, he had suffered loss after loss and he had to endure Azkaban with the guilt of switching the secret keeper's plan. He just wants peace. He wants the love he had lost. He wants James and there James is, crying and laughing at the same time, whispering about how he has missed Sirius and he is sorry because Sirius deserved a full and happy life while Sirius barks a teary laugh and says his life is fulfilled because he had died defending his godson and meeting his lover after that.

No, Sirius was not suicidal at all. This is something that I don't believe for a second despite a lot of people in the fandom believing in. Sirius was a bright star, the brightest, and he shone until the end and fulfilled his duty as a caring parent. But every story needs an ending and Sirius Black's was a bittersweet one, a tragic tale of a charming boy laughing in crimson and gold and the life which was stolen from him by the most painful betrayal. Sirius Black's life is a heartbreaking one yet death brought peace upon his tired soul as he finally reunites with other half, James Potter.

Sorry for the long reply, anon. Off to cry in a corner now. 😭

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