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blimbo-buddy · 1 month
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Bug World No Mercy: Naming Systems in the Bug Kingdoms
Before we proceed: I want to note that with all of the names listed, they can also be translated into other languages and it will still suffice as a name for the bug.
For example: If you translate “Leaf” into Spanish, “Hoja”, it will still be a valid name because of the word it was translated from. So without further ado:
Slugs of the Garth/Timberland
Before the Great Division Of Slug Country, the Slugs all had the same naming system.
Their names typically followed things associated with nature, wild-grown fruits, trees, leaves, plants, etc.
When the Slugs of the Garth formed their empire, they took on names associated with things you might find in a garden:
Fruits: Banana, Watermelon, Berry
Vegetables: Cucumber, Spud, Carrot
Nuts: Pistachio, Pecan 
Legumes: Chickpea, String Bean
Flowers: Lily, Daffodil, Aster
When the Slugs of the Timberland stayed in the forest, they retained many of their old names, pre-division. These were names that associated with things found in the forest:
Bodies of water: Creek, Lake
Wild-grown fruits: Gumnut, Aronia
Trees: Pine, Birch
Plants: Fern, Ivy
Words relating to the forest: Woodland, Bosky 
There are, however, “ grey area” names that arose after the division of Slug Country, as these names related to things that are present in both gardens and in nature:
Strawberry, Nectar, Apple, and Honey are some examples of these names
However, a slug can actually have a quote attached to them, created for themselves and by themselves. 
Slugs of a high rank - Such as royalty, scholars, guards, advisors, etc.- are the only ones who can acquire a quote, according to Slug Law
These names can take a while to create, think of it like a thesis
High rank slugs must spend a year outlining, rough drafting, and finalizing their quote
This process also includes a month spent out in the forest to be alone with their thoughts
Trusted scholars are tasked with teaching upcoming high ranks multiple lessons of how to craft the perfect quote for themselves
The name itself must remind the others of that particular slug.
Example: “For what is the weakling slug, if they had moistened the soil into mulch, with the flesh of their enemies.” aka (Queen) Mulch.
These quote titles originated from the beginning of the Slug Country, thousands and thousands of years ago. The two warring sides of the previously known Slug Country have retained these types of names since then.
Cockroach Kingdom
Due to the Cockroach Kingdom's closeness to the humans and their society, they've taken on names that have to do with general products of human society, such as:
Human-made objects: Fork, Knife, Wire, Trash Can
Food/Drinks: Pizza, Soda, Hamburger
Buildings: Apartment, Prison, Greenhouse
The domestication of rats and pigeons by the Cockroach Kingdom is one that dates back thousands of years, theorized to be even before the Great Division of Slug Country. This led to titles pertaining to “Pest Tamers”, as the bugs call it, to be created: 
Cockroaches that handle rats are given the title “Rat Tamer” before their name
On the other hand, cockroaches that handle pigeons are given the title “Pigeon Master” before their name
Hammerheads of the Gastropods (Hammerhead Worms)
Hammerhead Worm names generally follow a "4-part rule", going as such: Sir/Madame Gastro- (Given Birth Name) -Pod.
For shortening reasons, one may call a Hammerhead Slug: Sir/Madame (Given Name), Gastro-(Given Name), or (Given Name)-Pod.
Example: Madame Gastro-Grate-Pod, 
Or: Madame Grate, Gastro-Grate, Grate-Pod
In Hammerhead Worm society, it is considered incredibly rude and disrespectful to only refer to one by only their Given Birth Name.
These Given Birth Names will typically be based off of:
The Hammerhead’s physical appearance: Mottle, Splotch, Stripe, Brindle
Physical actions: Scrape, Drag, Grate, Clutch, Trek, Smear
Believed to be the second oldest bug kingdom to perfect “Pest Taming”, Hammerhead Worms classify themselves into small categories, based upon the bird that acts as their steed:
Example: Robin Jockey, Finch Jockey
Moth Citadel
Moths are typically named after:
Organic materials that they eat: Cloth, Shirt, Hair, Blanket, Wool, Silk
Dark-themed words: Dim, Dull, Shade, Bleak
Moths also have a secondary part to their name.
Depending on what stage of the moon they were born under, that will serve as their last name.
For example: Blanket Waxing Crescent.
These last names fall under "Moon Families", although not every moth in the same Moon Family is related to each other.
Cicada Burrow
Since Cicada society puts lots of emphasis on a past life that a cicada has had, their names reflect such beliefs.
Cicada names include their current life's name alongside their previous life's name: (Current life’s name); Once-(Previous life’s name)
Cicada names are typically based around:
Types of trees: Redwood, Oak, Sycamore
Noises: Hum, Buzz, Bang
Words relating to plants/roots: Pith, Root, Stem
Nectar/Juices/Saps: Phloem, Mango Nectar, Apple Juice
An example of this would be: Sycamore; Once-Lily Nectar
Note: If a Cicada has just begun their cycle (Meaning that they are the beginning life of a rebirth cycle) then they will have just a singular name
Beetle Dynasty
Due to the dynasty's heavy emphasis on being defensively strong and armory, their names are ones that sound very heavy/strong/sturdy. This includes
Minerals/Gems: Titanium, Talc, Calcite
Trees/Words relating to trees: Lumber, Branch, Redwood
Words relating to rocks: Sedimentary, Boulder, Cobble
Metals: Cobalt, Copper, Steel
Example: Titanium, Sedimentary, Talc, Lumber
Beetles within the nation may also be granted a special title alongside their name. Usually connecting with a specific achievement
Special Title Example: Tungsten the Artificer, Strata the Batslayer
Worm Empire
Due to their entire empire (and association) being within the dirt, Worms take on names that have something to do with the earth
They can be based off of minerals in the dirt: Sulfur, Dolomite 
The types of dirt: Peat, Clay
Shades of brown: Umber, Beige
Tools used to dig up the earth: Trowel, Shovel 
Words connected to digging and moving around: Wriggle/Wriggling, Tunnel/Tunneling
The leader of the Worm Empire has the title of "Earth Master"
Worms who forage for food are given the title of "Processor"
Example: "Earth Master Excavator" “Processor Bronze”
Butterfly Pavilion
The butterflies take great pride in their appearance and beauty, so it's only fitting that their names reflect that. Many of their names are based on:
Colors: Blue, Amber, Aqua
Positive adjectives: Handsome, Bright, Clever
Flowers: Dahlia, Zinnia, Allium
Words/sounds associated with birds: Whir, Caw, Vane
Bird species: Robin, Hawk, Condor
When born, the caterpillars have their names prefaced with "Beautiful Sprout" and will keep this title until they form into a cocoon.
Upon emerging, the butterfly leaves behind their Beautiful Sprout title
Higher ranking butterflies can gain the title of Weathervane, alongside the number at which they rank at within the group of 10 Weathervanes
They can “rank up” whenever the Weathervane ahead of them retires, dies, or is overthrown
Example: 4th Weathervane Caw
Fly Cluster
Unlike the other bug kingdoms, flies don’t have an actual kingdom due to their nature to roam around and eat things that many bugs wouldn’t even eat as a last resort. However, despite this vagabond-esque culture and lack of a “proper kingdom”, the flies still have a system of names, typically based off of: 
Death-related words: Corpse, Carrion, Muerte
Fungus and fungus genus names: Cordyceps, Lion’s Mane, Mucor
Bacteria and viruses: Shigella, Rabies
Words relating to decomposition: Decay, Rot, Spoil
Spider Province
Though spiders have a wide array of naming systems that pertain to their kingdom, often you’ll find specific patterns in their names. Some names have a bit to do with their proximity with humans. You’ll find spiders named after:
Carnivorous plants: Sundew, Butterwort 
Words relating to crafting: Concoct, Forge
Words relating to thread spinning: Intertwine, Weave, Spindle
Quiet noises: Mumble, Whisper, Hum, Hush
Clothes: Shirt, Jacket, Sweatshirt, Shoe(s)
Animals: Wolf, Viper, Python (Thanks to @imagination-confusion for this!
Something to note is that all spiders, no matter their age, will have the title of “Mandrel” due to their natural web-spinning capabilities being compared to the likes of that specific weaving tool. 
Example: Spindle the Mandrel
Pillbug Domain
This kingdom of small, armored bugs puts lots of emphasis onto their outer exterior. So it’s only natural that their names reflect such cultural importance in one’s outside shell. Pillbugs will typically be named after:
Outer casing and frameworks: Shell, Chassis, Pod, Hull
Words related to spinning/fast movement: Spin, Bowl, Twist, Sweep
Metals: Aluminum, Steel
Trees/Words relating to trees: Redwood, Oak, Palm, Timber
Nuts: Walnut, Cashew, Pistachio
The Pillbug Domain’s high ranking bugs will sport the title of “Lord Pill” or “Lady Pill”. 
Example: Lord Pill Swing 
Something that you might notice is that many of the names of the Pillbug Domain are similar to the Beetle Dynasty’s names. This is because at some point, the Pillbug Domain was a part of the Beetle Dynasty, however would later on separate from the kingdom due to the Pillbug Lord disagreeing with many of the other leaders. 
Dragonfly Lair
Dragonflies have names that they take great pride in, much like butterflies or cockroaches. Unless you are a close familiar, they demand that you refer to them as their full name or don’t refer to them at all. They carry names based on:
Positive adjectives: Courage, Brave, Gentle, Wise, Wisdom, Lionheart
Quick words: Whip, Snap, Zoom, Swift, Curt
Birds: Robin, Hawk, Falcon
In some rare cases, however, a dragonfly may be named after an old ruler from Europe. This is rarely the case, however. But it’s unknown to the bugs - including the Dragonflies themselves- how exactly knowledge of these European rulers became known.
Dragonfly society consists of a sibling monarchy and 2-4 advisors 
The monarch dragonflies are born with the title “Eye-snatcher”
The advisor dragonflies are given the title “Lecture-wing”
Example: Eye-snatcher Ambition, Lecture-wing Sparrow
The Mosquito Flock
A kingdom that has functionally become a society that advocates for the death of the individual through hunting the sweet nectar of human blood. The Mosquito Flock carries many names based on:
Blood diseases: Sickle Cell, Anemia
Blood-related words: Ichor, Hemoglobin, Hematic
Drinking-related words: Sip, Guzzle, Swig
Eating-related words: Feast, Consume, Ingest
Words relating to a mosquito being killed: Slap, Swipe, Thwack
Bodies of water or general water-related words: Lake, Ocean, Puddle
Mosquito society has in place a title that all mosquitos must call each other by: Brother, Sister, and Sibling. 
This holds a symbolic meaning, as mosquitoes believe they are all united as a “family”, it does not mean that they are all related to each other.
Firefly Faction
Due to the relatively unknown society of the firefly faction, it proved to be difficult to record their types of names for a while. Until now. Typically, a Firefly will be named after:
Fire and heat related words: Flame, Burn
Light related words: Sunshine, Spark, Day
Shine related words: Glimmer, Flicker
Quick motions: Flutter, Blink, Wink
The Ant Colonies
Ant colonies typically do not name their ants, except for some exceptions.
There are head ants in the colony that serve as managers for the different ant ranks, Lieutenant (Head Soldier), Director (Head Worker), and Head Rationer, the latter of which is responsible for what food comes into the colony.
The Head Ant names consist of a First and Last name that:
sounds violent and/or is linked with organs and bones
Example: Lieutenant Snap Neck, Director Rip Molar, and Head Rationer Flesh Maim 
In ant colonies, there are also secondary ranks to the main three:
Soldiers: Watcher, Scout
Workers: Constructor, Brood Guard
Rationers: Food Guard, Chef
To each of these ranks, there is typically a single leading ant (Although more than one isn’t uncommon in bigger colonies). These leading secondary ants share the same last name as the head ant of their main rank, and will have their name prefaced with “Lead”:
For example, a Leading Constructor ant who works under an ant named “Director Rip Molar” will be named: Lead Constructor Stab Molar 
Meanwhile, the rest of the ants do not have any names given to them, they are typically referred to as their rank, whether they’re Soldiers, Workers, Rationers, or any of the secondary ranks. 
Regular ants can however be referred to and refer to each other as their designated rank (Food Guard, Watcher, etc.)
Drones are typically only referred to as Drones, but ants from the same colony and queen as a drone ant will sometimes refer to him as “Drone Brother”
The Queen Ant will have a violent sounding name, although not one that is formatted like the Head or Leading Ant's
The Queen's name will be prefaced by "Mother" and the name itself may be based off of:
Weapons: Sword, Sling, Crossbow
Torture methods: Keelhauling, Giridrion
Causes of death: Drown, Burn, Blunt Force 
Violent words: Maim, Snap, Rip, Gnash
Organs/Bones: Tibia, Tooth, Stomach
An example of this is: "Queen Mother Macerate II" or “Queen Mother Gnash”
The Bees of the Hive
Though hundreds of beehives reside close to each other, all of differing histories, they all generally share the same types of names. Much like the Ant Colonies, Bee Hives have three main ranks: Lieutenant (Head Soldier), Director (Head Worker), and Head Rationer. Alongside that, they have secondary ranks:
Soldiers: Watcher
Workers: Constructor, Brood Guard, Greenskeeper
Rationers: Food Guard, Chef
However, unlike the Ant Colonies, Head/Lead bees don’t have first and last names, only first names. Their names will be based around: 
Flowers: Wisteria, Oleander
Jams/preserves: Strawberry Jam, Apricot Preserves
Herbs/Teas: Chamomile, Earl Grey, Mint
Fruits: Apricot, Avocado
Descriptions of their personality: Wonderful, Humble
Regular bees are not actually properly named, instead, they are categorized by their hive's abbreviated name, their rank, and a designated number.
So for example, a drone bee from the Southern Creek Bound hive would be named: SCB-Drone-1033.
The Queen of the hive is given a proper name once she rises to the rank and successfully destroys her competitors. Like the Head and Leading bees, Queens can be named after:
Flowers
Jams/preserves
Herbs/Teas
Fruits
Descriptions of their personality
The queen bee's name is formatted as, "Queen (Name) of the (Hive name abbreviation(if needed)) Dynasty".
A queen's name may be something like: Queen Mango Jam of the SC Dynasty
The Wasp Swarms
Wasps share some of the same name aspects as both the bees and ants. Wasps have three main ranks like the bees and the ants: Workers, Soldiers, and Rationers.
And like with the bee and ant kingdoms, there are lead wasps for each main rank: Lieutenant (Head Soldier), Director (Head Worker), and Head Rationer.
With those ranks comes secondary ranks:
Soldiers: Watcher
Workers: Constructor, Brood Guard, Greenskeeper
Rationers: Food Guard, Chef
Just like ants and bees, leading secondary ranking wasps will have the title of Lead prefacing their names. Like bee society, wasps don’t have both first and last names, only a first name. These names will be based off of:
Quick actions: Dart, Strike, Jab
Fruits: Pear, Plum
Weapons: Machete, Hammer
Example: Lead Brood Guard Jab, Lieutenant Razor
The rest of the wasps don't have proper names: They are named after the sectors that they are hatched in and what rank they fill
Alongside that, wasps will have the name of the queen they were born under as part of their identification
For example: Battle Queen (Name), Sector F Soldier
Regular wasps can, however, be referred to as/refer to others as “(Sector) (Rank) Sister” or simply just “Sister”. While drones will be referred to as “(Sector) (Rank) Drone” or simply just “Drone”
Example: Sector A Sister, Sector E Drone
Just like the Head and Lead wasps, the Queen Wasp(s) will have names based off of:
Quick actions
Fruits
Weapons
Their name will also be prefaced by "Battle"
Example: Battle Queen Prickly Pear III, Battle Queen Mangosteen 
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snek-eyes · 6 months
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Hello! I'm the anon who sent the two meta messages, I love your take on the matter and I'd love to hear what you have to say about the second message with Azi vs Sitis.
I think Crowley doesn't treat people any different than he treats Azi, but I think the difference is once he knows the angel can be trusted he lets himself get attached to him. Crowley is linely and human lives are fleeting so being attached only causes hurt but with Aziraphale, someone who's immortal and part of his "species" he lets himself get attached and I think that's the difference 🤔
Hey there Anon, welcome back! I definitely want to follow that up, so let's go!
the cool, rather uncaring demeanour Crowley has with Sitis is the same he first has with Aziraphale when he “kills” the goats and when he tells him he longs to destroy Job’s blameless children. Until he realizes Aziraphale isn’t on Heaven’s side with this.
The reason why I say that Crowley's cool attitude with Sitis and Job is different from how he acts with Aziraphale is for two reasons:
First of all his overall attitude with the humans, he's sort of pitying them. They're seeing this side of God for the first time; Crowley may not be all that gentle about trying to open their eyes, but he's not as in-your-face about it; it's not actually his goal here. With Aziraphale, Crowley's comments feel more pointed. The last time they saw each other was at the flood, and Crowley's still not happy about that.
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More to the point I'm about to make, how Crowley acts with Aziraphale is all in direct response to what Aziraphale has just said about Crowley in each scene. Job and Sitis don't emotionally unsettle Crowley, he isn't reacting to that. With Aziraphale, Crowley is specifically trying to get under the angel's skin... Because Aziraphale got under his.
Crowley's goal in the scene with Sitis and Job starts and ends as getting them to tell him where the kids are so he can get the job done.
Crowley's goal in the scenes with Aziraphale becomes provoking Aziraphale.
I'm going to lay out the scenes with some color coding under the cut.
I'll explain what the colors mean afterwards. Lifted from flameraven's transcripts, with slight edits.
AZIRAPHALE: Stay your hand, Demon! Despised tool of Satan, in the name of Almighty God! Avaunt! Oh… It's you! Dear me. Haven't seen you since… the flood?
CRAWLEY: Ah, yeah. Mm-hmm.
AZIRAPHALE: Well, sorry about this.
CRAWLEY: No, of course.
AZIRAPHALE: [sighs] Oh God. Where was I?
CRAWLEY: "Avaunt".
AZIRAPHALE: Yes, yes. Avaunt, foul demon! In the name of the Almighty, I command thee, BEGONE!
CRAWLEY: No.
AZIRAPHALE: No?
CRAWLEY: No, thank you? See, I have a permit.
AZIRAPHALE: A permit? From whom?
CRAWLEY: From God.
AZIRAPHALE: Oh… You see, it's not that I mind jokes.
CRAWLEY: Oh no, no, no, no, no. No, no jokes. These goats belong to Job, right?
AZIRAPHALE: Yes, Job. Who is, I might add, a particular favorite of God, so…
CRAWLEY: [unrolls a comically long scroll] Shall I summarize? Satan and his diabolical ministers [waves and smiles] may destroy everything Job owns, no questions asked. Hugs and kisses, God.
AZIRAPHALE: No! This can't be real! Job is a… good and… righteous man. I mean, he really is an absolute poppet.
CRAWLEY: Well, I am a demon. Maybe I'm lying. Tell you what, let's find out. [blasts all the goats with fireballs] Seems legit to me!
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AZIRAPHALE: Crawley... You don't have to destroy Job's children.
CRAWLEY: Last time we met you seemed pretty confident I couldn't destroy Job's goats.
AZIRAPHALE: Yes, I was wrong. Technically you can, but--
CRAWLEY: Oh, then technically I will.
AZIRAPHALE: But you don't have to! That's the point. Surely the great thing about being a demon is you can do whatever you want.
CRAWLEY: Mm, you sound jealous, angel.
AZIRAPHALE: Certainly not. I get to do what God wants.
CRAWLEY: Like killing innocent children to win a bet with Satan?
AZIRAPHALE: I… I don't think… that is what God wants.
CRAWLEY: Well…
AZIRAPHALE: And I don't think you want it either.
CRAWLEY: What do you know about what I want?
AZIRAPHALE: I know you.
CRAWLEY: You do not know me.
AZIRAPHALE: I know the angel you were.
CRAWLEY: The angel you knew is not me.
AZIRAPHALE: Then… Then you tell me that you want to do this. You look me in the eye and tell me.
CRAWLEY: [takes off glasses] I want to. I long to destroy the blameless children of blameless Job, just as I destroyed his blameless goats.
AZIRAPHALE: Then God forgive you.
CRAWLEY: [watches the angel walk away]
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AZIRAPHALE: I bring a WARNING! Satan has sent a demon to destroy you! Tonight!
ENNON: Don't be silly. He wouldn't dare.
CRAWLEY: I'm sorry, Satan? Satan wouldn't dare?
...
JEMIMAH: [to Crawley] You're a funny looking angel.
CRAWLEY: Aren't I just? [winks]
JEMIMAH: Are you a demon?
CRAWLEY: Oh, she's good.
AZIRAPHALE: Ah… Yes. He is, in fact, technically a demon...
CRAWLEY: Spot on! [in an over-the-top demonic monster voice] Sent here to destroy you all! Ready? [sets the room on fire]
AZIRAPHALE: But… you said you wouldn't!
CRAWLEY: I'm a demon! I lied!
KEZIAH: Can't you save us?
AZIRAPHALE: I'm afraid not. He has a permit, you see. But… be not afraid. You're perfectly safe.
CRAWLEY: [throws more fire] Are you sure, Angel?
AZIRAPHALE: Yes. Quite sure.
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You've probably caught on by now, but here are the colors:
Red: Aziraphale's "demons are evil tools of Satan's will" rhetoric
Green: Aziraphale's disconnect that Crowley is somehow Good anyway
Blue: Aziraphale's "God is right and just" rhetoric
Pink: Crowley's "I'm an evil demon" schtick
Purple: Crowley's reminders of God's actions
Orange: Actual Crowley. Not really on Hell's side, definitely not on Heaven's. (And, actually rather lonely, and would, deep down, like it if someone actually knew him.)
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The angel is acting friendly and supposedly putting a lot of trust in Crowley, but Crowley doesn't trust it. Notice all the "technically"s.
The pattern becomes most obvious by the third time. Crowley puts on his big show as a direct response to Aziraphale's own:
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and cuts him off with it right after he tries to "technically" him out of being a demon again.
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So Crowley pulls out all the stops. No technicalities about it angel, no pretending. You're going to look me in the eye this time and acknowledge that I'm a demon. What will you do then?
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Remember this is (as far as we've seen) the second time that Crowley's called him "angel." It's not the nickname it'll become yet; he's goading him with the title, putting a separation between them by not calling him Aziraphale like he did at the flood. It's as much a reminder as it was with "You sound jealous, angel." You, an angel, are really going to trust a demon?
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But Aziraphale looks him in the eye at his demonic worst, and doesn't flinch. Maybe the angel's not ready to be on Crowley's side against God, but here in the moment it counts, Aziraphale will put his trust in this demon.
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And Crowley accepts that. Accepts Aziraphale where he is.
I just connected the dots on this conclusion as I got here (which is part of what makes writing meta so fun to me). But: I believe for Crowley, these three flashbacks are about getting Aziraphale to accept the shades of grey between their respective "sides." And this moment is the first time Aziraphale does so decisively.
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whump-it-like-its-hot · 7 months
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So, lets do this once more and properly.
Hey there! Nice to see you have found your way to my funky little blog here. As mentioned in the header, this is a Whump blog where I'll also ocassionally post some other unrelated stuff, but the main focus will remain on Whump and similar themes.
About me? I'm Pyro, a young adult and my pronouns are He/They. I'm autistic and I have memory issues, so if I don't respond to a tag/ask/dm, or act in a way that's otherwise odd, I can assure you it's not maliciously intended.
Info about what I'll post here, as well as some other important stuff is under the cut!
Mini disclaimer: When I talk about Loki in my tags, I’m talking about my OC Loki, not MCU Loki, just to clear up confusion :)
First off, a couple of ground rules if you want to interact with my blog!
Leave your discourse at the door. This is a hard rule. I'm not apolitical, however I will not take any sides on any conflict on this blog. This applies to fandom stuff, as well as real life happenings and actual politics. There's places to get into that, and this blog is not one of them.
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You're welcome to use my prompts and the tags I leave on other people's post for your own stories, that's why I post them here. Though I'd love if you tagged me in the finished piece, so I can see what you made of the idea!
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This list may be edited at any point in time. I'll note this at the top of the post though.
A couple of my favorite tropes, from the top of my head and in no particular order:
- Concussion/Head injury - A good old fashioned Beatdown - Broken bones - Magic Whump - Major character death - Whumpee dying in Caretakers arms especially - Phobias - Falling (Down the stairs, off a cliff, you name it) - Fainting/Passing out - Hidden injuries along with Injury/Scar reveals - Blood from the mouth/Coughing up blood - Drowning/Falling through Ice - Pinned down by rubble - Whumpee getting impaled on/by something - Hypothermia - Carrying - Gore - Medical stuff - Historical/Fantasy Whump
And here's some tropes you probably won't see here!
- Pet Whump - The BBU - NSFWhump - Lab stuff - Long term captivity - Conditioning/Dehumanization - Paternal Whump (Either as Caretaker or Whumper) - Mouth stuff - Nunhuman Characters (To an extent. Farthest I'll go will be immortality and perhaps a vampire here and there)
I‘ve ditched my tagging system since it was stressing me out, so most reblogs are untagged or only have commentary added to them. I tag common triggers such as vents and mental health stuff, and if you need anything tagged in particular, feel free to tell me! I’ll usually be happy to help out.
I'll also make some introductions for my OCs at this point soon, so stay tuned for that :)
Now, I think that is all for now. My asks and submissions are open, and I usually don't bite, so feel free to hit me up about anything!
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autobot2001 · 7 months
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Day 4: Safe With Me
Angstober; "I want to believe you." Whumpober; shock AI-lesstober; betrayal, lying OC-tober; Waking up from a nightmare. Flufftober; have your charecters share the last table at a café Comfortober; warmth ( this is fitting for Autobot Mirage being a spy, but I don't have an OC in mind yet, so using person A & B. Some details will be changed when I get to writing the story, but it'll be mostly the same).
Person A walks into a café they like to visit. They made it in time as there was only one table available. They order their usual, hoping to enjoy a little break. Everything is fine for ten minutes until someone else walks into the café. Now, there are no empty tables. They're carrying a laptop bag. Person A believes this person came to do with while eating their lunch. "Excuse me," person A calls out, "you can sit with me." The person accepts the offer and goes to the counter to order.
"Thank you," the person says as they sit at the table, "I have much work to do. It's too noisy at home, and I'd rather avoid my boss until this is done. My name is person B." "Person A." Person A is happy that person B went right to working rather than talking about their work, which would end with asking person A what they do. Person A stays for a half-hour before leaving.
The two thought they'd never see each other, but they ended up simultaneously at the cafe. Every time the café is packed, the two share a table. Friday is a bit different. Person B doesn't have work to do. Person A isn't bothered that person B planned to come to talk to them. It's strange in the world of making friends on social media, but the two welcome the old-fashioned approach. They talk about everything but their jobs. Which person A is relieved about. Hoping person B never asks what their job is.
The two plan their lunch breaks the best they can to meet at the café and talk. This continues for a month before Person A asks if Person B wants to go out for dinner. They say it's a change of scenery but add this will be after they return from a work trip that they can't talk about.
Person B is curious as to what person A does for work. They discover person A has a lot of late nights and they have unexpected business trips, but this isn't a big issue.
Even months later, the two confess their love for each other. Person B knows most would call it a major red flag, not knowing what their partner does for work. They do question why person A won't say anything. Even if they're allowed to know where person A lives. "I've been thinking," person A begins as the two sit on the couch, "maybe you should know what I do for work, but I'm worried that I'm putting you in danger," this concerns person B, "I'm a spy. If my targets find out, we're together… you know, but I can't take not telling you." "It's ok," person B assures them and hugs person B, "I love you and will have to accept things are a little different. Like how you go on sudden business trips a lot." The two have their first kiss. "Stay the night with me?" Person A asks, "I mean to sleep unless you're ready to have some fun." "No, I'm not ready for that, but six months is long enough to stay the night with you and, yes, in the same bed. "I can respect that." The night is like any other in-home date night until it's time for bed.
Peron B wakes up, chained to the wall. They don't remember what happened before they were knocked out or who'd do this. They can't believe their eyes as they see person A approach them. "You are so easy to trick. You have been my target all along," Person A explains, "but instead of turning you in to the FBI, I've been paid to kill you. First, a little torture." Person B sees all the torture tools Person A has.
Person A wakes up startled by Person B screaming. "Person B, you're safe." "Don't hurt me!" "I'm not going to hurt you." Do they think they can't get away? Person A questions. "You lied to me to arrest me but wanted to torture me." Ok, this is good. They're telling me about their nightmare. Person A thinks. "You work for an IT company. How can I be targeting you?" "I want to believe you…." Even with their confusion, person B accepts Person A's hug. Person A realizes the nightmare was terrifying enough to cause Person B to go into shock. I don't know how likely this is, but there's no other explanation. Person A believes. I need to calm them down. "You're safe; I'm not going to hurt you." Person A hopes they can get person B to calm down. Uncertain if they'll need to call 911 if they can't get person B to calm down.
It's a long few minutes until person B calms down. "There you go. You're safe, I'm not going to hurt you," person A assures person B, "I love you. I know my job is dangerous, but I'll protect you." Person A isn't sure if person B will easily go back to sleep. They carry them bridal style down to the living room with the blanket from the bed.
"We'll chill here," Person A says as they set Person B on the couch and start the electric fire. They sit next to person B, who leans on them, "you know what? Let's lie on the couch." Person B lies on person A, feeling the earth from their body. Though the couch isn't the most comfortable, person A doesn't mind if the two end up falling asleep on the couch. They worry about person B feeling safe being with them. Hoping they never have the nightmare they had again.
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✨600 Followers Celebration✨
Welcome to the ro-is-struggling 600 Follower Celebration!!!
an event that I'm definitely not planning since I hit the 200 followers mark, nope of course not
Below the cut you will find a list of prompts that are divided into two parts. The first part consists of concepts based on scenes from sitcoms and some romcoms. The second part contains song lyrics that I have to use as reference for writing the stories. You guys will have one week, so from today January 5 until January 12 (though the deadline can be extended) to choose from the long list of prompts which ones you would like me to write and with which characters. All you have to do is leave me a ask with your request plus some details I explain below. 
As prompts are requested I will mark them as taken on the list and at the end of the week the requests will be closed and I will start working on the ones that I got up until that point. The prompt list is extensive and –I think– pretty diverse so that everyone will find something that catches their attention. Anything goes! Fluff, angst, smut, hurt/comfort, anything you guys like! (although I'd appreciate it if you read the blog rules first).
Below the cut you will also find the rules of the event. I ask you to read them carefully before making any request so we are all on the same page and avoid any confusion. If you have any questions, my private messages and ask box are always open so don't hesitate to ask!
Thank you all so much for the support you have given me and continue to give me in everything I post. When I created this blog almost a year ago I never imagined that anything I posted would get so much support –and part of me still can't believe it. I never imagined doing a Follower Celebration, certainly not for 600 followers! Thank you all from the bottom of my heart, your constant love and support is what fuels my inspiration and keeps this blog going even in my worst moments!💜💜💜💜
The characters I write for are:
MCU: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker (all three of them), Matt Murdock, Peter/Pietro Maximoff, Stephen Strange
Harry Potter: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter
Stranger Things: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove
The 100: Bellamy Blake
The Umbrella Academy: Diego Hargreeves
Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid
9-1-1: Evan Buckley
Rules:
- Prompts cannot be repeated. If a scenario is already taken by a character, it cannot be used with another character. I will update the post to mark the prompts that are already taken so everyone can see it before leaving a request.
- If the same prompt is requested for multiple characters I will choose which character to use it with depending on who requested it first or which character inspires me the most to write it.
- Prompts cannot be combined, neither between them nor between those based on movies/TV shows and those based on songs.
- Characters CAN be repeated. You can ask me for as many stories with the same character as there are prompts (always taking into account that the scenarios are not repeated).
- The stories can be of any genre you want. Obviously as there are prompts based on scenes from movies/TV shows I already have in mind a specific tone according to where they come from, but that doesn't mean that it can't be changed. You can ask for something specific if you wish. If you want it to be angst with no happy ending then that's what I'll write. If you want it to be fluffy or end in smut then that's what it will be. You can add your ideas as well!
- Please be clear when leaving a request. Specify the fandom, full name of the character you want me to write about, and if you have a specific idea, please detail it. Also clarify (if you have an idea) who you want to be Character A and Character B in the story. I need to be able to distinguish between characters that have the same name but are from different fandoms (example: Steve Rogers and Steve Harrington. If it just says Steve I don't know which one you mean). In case I don't understand which fandom/character you specifically want then I will choose or discard the request entirely. 
- Prompts can be adjusted depending on the character being requested. I think this goes without saying but in most of the movies/tv shows where I got the prompts from the characters are adults so if the prompt says the action takes place at work but someone wants that prompt with idk the marauders for example then it would be changed to the school setting, you know what I mean?
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Prompts:
Part 1: Concepts inspired by movies & tv shows
During a blackout Character A finds a cat wandering around the building and sets out to find its owner. That's how they meet Character B, who takes their breath away the moment their eyes fall on their figure (if someone doesn't ask for this one with Bucky to include Alpine I'm going to cry) {Friends 1x7}
Enemies to lovers in which Character A and Character B have a bet in which if Character B loses they have to go on a date with Character A. But it's not a normal date, but an event prepared to be remembered as the worst experience of their life. Only in the middle of the date they realize they can have fun together {Brooklyn 99 1x13}
Team A and Team B play a trivia game to see which group knows more about the other but they end up betting too much {Friends 4x12}
Character A and Character B realize they are the only ones who didn't have sex in the office (or anywhere else depending on the fandom) and seek to change that {The Office 7x18}
Character A and Character B have been dating for a while now. One day at the end of a date Character A says I love you for the first time and Character B, in complete shock, panics and ends up replying "I love cake" {That 70s show 2x7}
Character A asks Character B for help to get the attention of their crush since B has a lot of experience in the subject and A not so much. The problem is that in the middle of their arrangement they begin to develop feelings for each other and the plan for Character A to get a date with their crush is forgotten as they use their arrangement as an excuse to be together {The Duff}
Character A and Character B are secretly in love but times and fate were never on their side. Now that Character B is dating someone Character A does everything they can to move on. That is until one day ends up snapping and after getting drunk on a failed date they end up leaving a message to Character B where they confess how they feel {Friends 2x7}
Character A and Character B are in a secret relationship and make the mistake of kissing in a place where there are security cameras. When they realize it, they struggle to avoid being discovered while wondering if anyone already knows {Brooklyn 99 3x1}
Character A leaves a dirty message for Character B as part of a prank/dare, the problem is that Character B becomes obsessed with finding out who the mysterious person on the other end of the line is. When they finally find out, they can't look at Character A the same way again {Seinfeld 3x8}
Character A is in love with Character B, who is their best friend's partner. Character A suffers in silence when they see them together, flirting with Character B from time to time without realizing it, until one day A gets tired and confesses what they feel and they end up kissing ( + the dialogue prompt "Do you think I like flirting with my best friend's significant other?") {That 70s show 1x13}
Character A is nervous about going on their first date after being single for a long time so they turn to their friend for help. In a confusing turn of events Character A ends up drunk at the house of Character B, their date, the day before the event. The next morning Character A wakes up hungover and thinking their chances with Character B are ruined, but in the end Character B shows up at their house to drop off something they forgot the night before and assures them that they are looking forward to their date that night {Parks and Rec 2x4}
Character A and Character B are friends who fell in love and are now trying their luck as a couple. They have just begun to explore their relationship and experience intimacy, but begin to have problems when Character A bursts out laughing every time something remotely sexual is about to happen between them. That leads them to question their relationship and wonder if they did the right thing by becoming a couple {Friends 2x15}
Character A and Character B are in love but don't want to admit it because they are dating other people. Things are not going well and Character A plans to break up with their partner. The problem is that Character B doesn't know it and invites them to an event where everyone will be there. Then Character A ends up snapping and breaking up the relationship in front of everyone. In the middle of it all, their partner mentions the obvious feelings between Character A and Character B, creating problems in the latter's relationship even though both try to deny it {Brooklyn 99 2x9}
Character A and Character B have feelings for each other but can't bring themselves to admit it. That is until they have to pretend to be a couple (for a mission, a family party, whatever) and end up kissing on more than one occasion. Their feelings for each other become evident and they end up confessing their feelings - but not before acting like a couple of nervous, awkward idiots {Brooklyn 99 2x23}
Character A and Character B have been friends for years and have a little too much chemistry and romantic tension. After being teased about it by the rest of their friends, Character A decides to kiss Character B to "find out how it felt" {That 70 show 1x1}
A mysterious pair of black handcuffs is found which leads to a search for their owner, who ends up being the most innocent and least suspected person {Friends 10x16}
Character A is going through a breakup so as any sane person in their place would do they ask Character B, their best friend, to give them neck hickeys to make their ex jealous. Things escalate between them and for the first time in a long time Character A forgets about their ex {Parks and Rec 2x10}
Part 2: Song lyrics
“Last night I lay in bed so blue // 'Cause I realized the truth, they can't love me like you” (Love Me Like You by Little Mix)
“Why you always wanna act like lovers // But you never wanna be each other's?” (Light Switch by Charlie Puth)
“Just because it won't come easily // Doesn't mean we shouldn't try” (Easily by Bruno Major)
“Fed up of being the shoulder you cry on I want to be the shoulder you lie on” (If I Get My Way by Little Mix)
“I happen to know that what I felt you felt, too // But that makes no difference to me // I know this love is doomed” (You, Dear by Eloise) 
“Baby, I don't care if you got her in your heart // All I really care is you wake up in my arms” (One Last Time by Ariana Grande)
“If I get my way, I'mma take care of you // I can take her place, let me get my way // If you let me try, just one night, I can prove // I can take her place, let me get my way” (If I Get My Way by Little Mix)
“You crave attention and I need affection so let's walk the silver line” (Dear Lover by Little Mix)
“I'm not in love // So don't forget it // It's just a silly phase I'm going through” (I’m Not in Love by 10cc)
“It's not your fault I ruin everything // And it's not your fault I can't be what you need” (Angels Like You by Miley Cyrus)
“if I don't make it back from where I've gone just know I loved you all along" (Inkpot Gods by The Amazing Devil)
“It's four a.m. and I know that you're with him // I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin” (Happily by One Direction)
“The road that was broken brought us together” (The Joker And The Queen by Ed Sheeran)
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CHAPTER 6: "God, you're hot"
* DISCLAIMER*
This chapter contains some adult content. Read at your own risk. MINORS DNI
2011.
Ransom.
"I need your help," Fury said. "I don't work for you anymore, Nick," I said while drinking my coffee. Somehow Nick found his way into my apartment. I was living a few blocks away from STARK industries. It used to be the old apartment where I lived with Jack decades ago.
Lucky for me I had no one over. "I know, but for this, I need your help" he sounded desperate. I straightened my back and sat my coffee mug down on the kitchen counter. "What do you need?" I sighed. "An old friend of yours resurfaced" I frowned. "Huh?" I frowned. All my friends or family were either dead or were killed.
"Just come with me Evans," Fury said. "I better be on time for work" I warned and went to put on some clothes. It was not too fancy. I was wearing jeans and a thin shirt. I had a brown leather jacket laying in my closet that had been falling out of it for a few days now. I took it as a hint and put it on.
When I picked it up I saw that it was one from when SHIELD was still the SSR. I smiled. Oh, how I missed it.
I walked out and decided to let my hair hang loose. "Ready?" I nodded and we both walked out. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Nice jacket" Nick ignored my question. "Thanks" I started to have an idea as to where he was taking me but I just decided to shut up and see.
After a while, I noticed we were going to one of shields' hangars. Everyone was running to set up the airplane. "Man, I am going to be late for work." Natacha behind me laughed. "Don't worry, you called in sick" I rolled my eyes. "I'm 64 years old Natacha I have never taken a day off" Natacha laughed. "Sure, boomer" I rolled my eyes.
I finally got on the plane "Will someone tell me where we're going?" I looked around at the people around me. They just ignored me. "Not even you, johnson?" I also just ignored me and walked off. "Your grandmother would be very disappointed!" I yelled as he didn't answer.
All I kept thinking was that Tony probably knew I was here and I was starting to get a hunch about where I was going. Even tho I told myself I wasn't. "You guys found him didn't you?" I looked at the guy sitting next to me. He looked left and right making sure no one would hear him. "Yes, ma'am" I smiled. "Here," he gave me a sweater a beanie, and a thick scarf. I didn't ask any questions after that.
I put everything On. Including heavy shoes. "Thank you eh.." I looked for a name tag. "Krasinski" I smiled again. "You're welcome" he nodded. They also offered me a SHIELD jacket but I respectfully declined. I stuck with the SSR jacket. Sometime later we touched down.
The cold air hit me in the face and sent a shiver down my spine. A bunch of big muscley guys surrounded me. I'd like to think it's because they're protecting me. It felt like it when Krasinski showed up next to me. "You know, you look a lot like your grandfather," I said. He also smiled and nodded again.
He wasn't a talker like his grandfather. Footsteps kept crackling in the snow leaving footprints behind. The big guys were now shivering. I just shook my head. We went into a cave. I had to crouch down. "Alright, is someone going to explain what we're doing here?" I turned around. Fury appeared. "We found him" "I figured as much but any chance you found my will to live too?" Everyone looked at me.
Krasinski smirked. "Agent Evans" Fury warned me. I raised my hands showing I wasn't going to say anything else. "Come take a look" I followed him. "Look" a human being covered in ice was laying underneath heat lamps. As I took a closer look. "Steve" I sighed. Touching his cold face.
Strange men were looking for a heartbeat. My brain had trouble taking it all in. "Is he-" Fury cut me off. "He's alive."
"Why am I here Fury" I felt like bawling my eyes out. I touched his forehead. "We're going to transport him we need you here for when or if he wakes up" I nodded. I was so happy to see him.
*2 days later*
Alarms were blaring. Red lights were flashing on and off. I sighed and put my coffee down. "I can never get some peace" It was all hands on deck right now. I fastened my pace to see what going on. When I ran into the main room. When I got there everything was broken. "God damn it Steve" I just kept walking at the same pace. Trying to figure out where they were running to.
Once I figured that out, I started running. I was the only one without any weapons. Not that I mind. I soon found myself standing in the middle of Times Square. He was surrounded by SHIELD agents. They pulled out their guns.
Panic rushed over me and I just decided to stand in between the agents and steve. "Woah, hey no need for guns!" I was standing there with my arms spread. "Lower your weapons" I yelled. As Fury gave the command, they lowered their guns. "What's happening?" my heart is beating fast. I just turned around. "Hi, Steve" Steve's eyes were bout t fall out of his head. Maybe this wasn't Fury's best move.
"Ransom?"
"Welcome home"
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We finally went back into a Shield base. As everything calmed down I managed to get steve into one of the offices here at shield. "H-how did you get here?" Steve was walking back and forth. I was just sitting back with my feet up on the table with my hands crossed over my stomach. "Howard sent me to the future, I got stuck, you know same old" I leaned my head back.
Steve's face contorted. "Huh?" I was amused by the confused look on his face. "You have a lot to catch up on" I sighed. I stood up and walked towards him. "I'm just very happy and surprised to see you" I opened my arms indicating that I wanted to hug him.
He hesitated at first but then he hugged me tightly. "I missed you too," he said as he let go. "Let me get you some regular clothes" I opened the door and walked to a room where they kept spare clothes.
He slowly followed me looking around like he was sneaking into a building. I laughed and shook my head. "Relax they aren't going to hurt you. I promise I wouldn't let that happen" He just nodded and relaxed a little bit.
I picked up a white shirt and held it in front of me. "Extra large should do it, right?" I looked up. Steve smiled and nodded. I started looking for pants and found some old blue jeans, hoping they were the right size. "There you go" I gave it to him and he went behind some lockers.
I sat down on some benches in the middle of the room. Almost immediately steve appeared again. The shirt I gave him was tight around him. I bit the inside of my cheek a feeling of melancholy and nostalgia washed over me. I pulled my knees up to my chest as Steve sat next to me.
"You look great," he said. He leaned a bit forward. His forearms were leaning against his thighs, his fingers crossed into each other. "Thanks, so do you for coming out of the ice" Steve chuckled. I looked at my watch. "Are you hungry Captain?" he looked me in the eyes. "Yes, Famished!" he stood up. I laughed. "We've come a long way from the '30s," I said. "Oh, I don't don't doubt that" he sighed. "What happened to times square?" I just shook my head. "It was like that when I got here" Steve laughed. We were walking through the hall.
People were looking at us. I don't blame them. I felt almost tiny next to him. We soon got to my car. He stopped walking. "What's wrong?" I turned around. His face answered it for me. "Audi e-Tron it's very comfortable," I said opening the door. "Get in!" Steve followed suit.
I drove off to my apartment. I was well aware that Fury was going to call me. "Now tell me how did you get her?" Steve asked. I sighed. "Back in 1947 Howard made a time machine and he sent me to the year 1999," I said. "I ended up in Bern Switzerland" Steve raised his eyebrows. "Then what happened?" Steve asked as I hit the brake to stop at a red light.
I instinctively grabbed my ear like was reliving that moment. "I tried to connect with Howard once I couldn't get a hold of him I ran" I pushed the gas pedal when the light turned green again. "I ran into Tony Stark" I looked sideways. "Who?" "Howards Son" Steve's eyebrows went up. "He got married?" "Yeah," I said biting my lip.
A few minutes later we arrived at my apartment. I parked my car and got out. Steve Followed me up as I opened the door. JARVIS greeted me. "Welcome home Ma'am" I smiled and threw my jacket on the sofa. "Make yourself at home," I said. Then Jarvis greeted him. "Welcome back sir" Steve looked around mesmerized.
1947.
Howard.
"What did you do to my wife?" I pushed buttons. A wave of panic rushed over me. Jack grabbed the collar of my shirt. It wrapped so tightly around my throat that I had trouble breathing. Peggy jumped between us. "Jack! Let him go" Jack let me go, but I toppled over and hit my head. "I am going to have your head for this!" Jack yelled as he walked out.
Everything went dark.
Hours later I woke up. My head was pounding. Memories of what happened came back flooding back to me. "Howard," Peggy said as she slid off her chair. Tears sprung from my eyes as I looked at the ceiling. "What have I done?"I just started sobbing. "Oh, darling" I fell into her arms.
"It wasn't my intention I don't know what went wrong" I sighed. "We'll figure it out," Peggy said shushing me. After a while, I was able to get up. I adjusted my clothes. As I looked into the mirror. "You didn't do this on purpose," Peggy said. I looked into the mirror. My face looked the same way I felt. A mess. "It looks like it" I simply said. "I deserve whatever is coming my way" Peggy gave me a sorry look. "I'm here for you all the way" she placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Get back to the lab Howard, call whoever you need to call, and get your head back in the game" she ushered me. Then she turned around and walked out of the room. Her heels clicked on the floor. I was left alone in the room.
I looked in the mirror again, hitting it. It broke and fell into pieces. They were clattering against the sink.
2012.
Ransom
* The following text contains adult content read at your own risk*
I looked into the mirror. Water was streaming down my face as I just had washed it. The workout Steve and I did almost killed me. "This is the last time I go running with you" Steve laughed as he walked out of the shower.
"I'm sorry" he laughed. "Don't worry about it" I turned around Steve was standing there with a towel around his middle. Water was dripping from his chest. It started glistening from the sun shining on it.
The sight of him like that struck me. I didn't understand where this feeling was coming from as it wasn't the first time I saw him shirtless. There was just something about him today...
He walked past me. "The shower is free," he said. The door behind him fell closed. I sighed and went into the shower. 15 minutes later I got out and dried myself off and put on my clothes. As I pulled off the towel from my head steve walked in.
As I jumped up Steve apologized. "Sorry should've knocked" I just shook my head. "It's fine," I said. "It's not like I was naked" I laughed. Steve walked in and stood behind me fixing his hair. He was still walking around in his towel. "I'm sure it doesn't look bad. I blushed.
Steve walked out again. The decision I made then and there was one I'd probably regret or cherish for the rest of my life. I ran up behind him and grabbed his arm. "What's wro–" I kissed him. He pulled back. I felt instantly guilty the moment I locked eyes with him. His eyes darted all over my face as his hands traveled to my neck. He was softly placing them there. "I'm sorry" I sighed. He was towering over me. He didn't say anything, he just kissed me in response.
I wrapped my arms around his waist as his fingers traveled through my wet hair slightly tugging it, making me moan. A trail of clothes followed as we made our way to the bed. The only thing left was the towel he was wearing. I removed it.
I locked eyes with him again. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. "Yes," we locked lips again. My body felt sweaty and hot every time he touched my body. Steve picked me up and put me down soft and swiftly on the bed. He hovered over me. His lips went to the side of my head, down to my neck.
My hand traveled to his head where I tangled my fingers in his hair—softly tugging on it. It made Steve moan, sending shivers down my spine. His kisses trailed down my chest and down to my stomach, to my inner thigh. My breath hitched as he got closer. I grabbed his hair again as his tongue moved slowly.
His hands grabbed my hips, pulling me closer to him. After a while, he came up kissing me again. I took it as my chance to change positions, making me sit on top. Steve smiled. "God, you're hot" he whispered. I bowed down and kissed him again.
I could feel him against me. I took him in my hands giving him soft strokes as I positioned him. I lowered myself onto him. His hands went to my hips again helping me move...
* DISCLAIMER*
This chapter contains some adult content. Read at your own risk. 
2011.
Ransom.
"I need your help," Fury said. "I don't work for you anymore, Nick," I said while drinking my coffee. Somehow Nick found his way into my apartment. I was living a few blocks away from STARK industries. It used to be the old apartment where I lived with Jack decades ago.
Lucky for me I had no one over. "I know, but for this, I need your help" he sounded desperate. I straightened my back and sat my coffee mug down on the kitchen counter. "What do you need?" I sighed. "An old friend of yours resurfaced" I frowned. "Huh?" I frowned. All my friends or family were either dead or were killed.
"Just come with me Evans," Fury said. "I better be on time for work" I warned and went to put on some clothes. It was not too fancy. I was wearing jeans and a thin shirt. I had a brown leather jacket laying in my closet that had been falling out of it for a few days now. I took it as a hint and put it on.
When I picked it up I saw that it was one from when SHIELD was still the SSR. I smiled. Oh, how I missed it.
I walked out and decided to let my hair hang loose. "Ready?" I nodded and we both walked out. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Nice jacket" Nick ignored my question. "Thanks" I started to have an idea as to where he was taking me but I just decided to shut up and see.
After a while, I noticed we were going to one of shields' hangars. Everyone was running to set up the airplane. "Man, I am going to be late for work." Natacha behind me laughed. "Don't worry, you called in sick" I rolled my eyes. "I'm 64 years old Natacha I have never taken a day off" Natacha laughed. "Sure, boomer" I rolled my eyes.
I finally got on the plane "Will someone tell me where we're going?" I looked around at the people around me. They just ignored me. "Not even you, johnson?" I also just ignored me and walked off. "Your grandmother would be very disappointed!" I yelled as he didn't answer.
All I kept thinking was that Tony probably knew I was here and I was starting to get a hunch about where I was going. Even tho I told myself I wasn't. "You guys found him didn't you?" I looked at the guy sitting next to me. He looked left and right making sure no one would hear him. "Yes, ma'am" I smiled. "Here," he gave me a sweater a beanie, and a thick scarf. I didn't ask any questions after that.
I put everything On. Including heavy shoes. "Thank you eh.." I looked for a name tag. "Krasinski" I smiled again. "You're welcome" he nodded. They also offered me a SHIELD jacket but I respectfully declined. I stuck with the SSR jacket. Sometime later we touched down.
The cold air hit me in the face and sent a shiver down my spine. A bunch of big muscley guys surrounded me. I'd like to think it's because they're protecting me. It felt like it when Krasinski showed up next to me. "You know, you look a lot like your grandfather," I said. He also smiled and nodded again.
He wasn't a talker like his grandfather. Footsteps kept crackling in the snow leaving footprints behind. The big guys were now shivering. I just shook my head. We went into a cave. I had to crouch down. "Alright, is someone going to explain what we're doing here?" I turned around. Fury appeared. "We found him" "I figured as much but any chance you found my will to live too?" Everyone looked at me.
Krasinski smirked. "Agent Evans" Fury warned me. I raised my hands showing I wasn't going to say anything else. "Come take a look" I followed him. "Look" a human being covered in ice was laying underneath heat lamps. As I took a closer look. "Steve" I sighed. Touching his cold face.
Strange men were looking for a heartbeat. My brain had trouble taking it all in. "Is he-" Fury cut me off. "He's alive."
"Why am I here Fury" I felt like bawling my eyes out. I touched his forehead. "We're going to transport him we need you here for when or if he wakes up" I nodded. I was so happy to see him.
*2 days later*
Alarms were blaring. Red lights were flashing on and off. I sighed and put my coffee down. "I can never get some peace" It was all hands on deck right now. I fastened my pace to see what going on. When I ran into the main room. When I got there everything was broken. "God damn it Steve" I just kept walking at the same pace. Trying to figure out where they were running to.
Once I figured that out, I started running. I was the only one without any weapons. Not that I mind. I soon found myself standing in the middle of Times Square. He was surrounded by SHIELD agents. They pulled out their guns.
Panic rushed over me and I just decided to stand in between the agents and steve. "Woah, hey no need for guns!" I was standing there with my arms spread. "Lower your weapons" I yelled. As Fury gave the command, they lowered their guns. "What's happening?" my heart is beating fast. I just turned around. "Hi, Steve" Steve's eyes were bout t fall out of his head. Maybe this wasn't Fury's best move.
"Ransom?"
"Welcome home"
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We finally went back into a Shield base. As everything calmed down I managed to get steve into one of the offices here at shield. "H-how did you get here?" Steve was walking back and forth. I was just sitting back with my feet up on the table with my hands crossed over my stomach. "Howard sent me to the future, I got stuck, you know same old" I leaned my head back.
Steve's face contorted. "Huh?" I was amused by the confused look on his face. "You have a lot to catch up on" I sighed. I stood up and walked towards him. "I'm just very happy and surprised to see you" I opened my arms indicating that I wanted to hug him.
He hesitated at first but then he hugged me tightly. "I missed you too," he said as he let go. "Let me get you some regular clothes" I opened the door and walked to a room where they kept spare clothes.
He slowly followed me looking around like he was sneaking into a building. I laughed and shook my head. "Relax they aren't going to hurt you. I promise I wouldn't let that happen" He just nodded and relaxed a little bit.
I picked up a white shirt and held it in front of me. "Extra large should do it, right?" I looked up. Steve smiled and nodded. I started looking for pants and found some old blue jeans, hoping they were the right size. "There you go" I gave it to him and he went behind some lockers.
I sat down on some benches in the middle of the room. Almost immediately steve appeared again. The shirt I gave him was tight around him. I bit the inside of my cheek a feeling of melancholy and nostalgia washed over me. I pulled my knees up to my chest as Steve sat next to me.
"You look great," he said. He leaned a bit forward. His forearms were leaning against his thighs, his fingers crossed into each other. "Thanks, so do you for coming out of the ice" Steve chuckled. I looked at my watch. "Are you hungry Captain?" he looked me in the eyes. "Yes, Famished!" he stood up. I laughed. "We've come a long way from the '30s," I said. "Oh, I don't don't doubt that" he sighed. "What happened to times square?" I just shook my head. "It was like that when I got here" Steve laughed. We were walking through the hall.
People were looking at us. I don't blame them. I felt almost tiny next to him. We soon got to my car. He stopped walking. "What's wrong?" I turned around. His face answered it for me. "Audi e-Tron it's very comfortable," I said opening the door. "Get in!" Steve followed suit.
I drove off to my apartment. I was well aware that Fury was going to call me. "Now tell me how did you get her?" Steve asked. I sighed. "Back in 1947 Howard made a time machine and he sent me to the year 1999," I said. "I ended up in Bern Switzerland" Steve raised his eyebrows. "Then what happened?" Steve asked as I hit the brake to stop at a red light.
I instinctively grabbed my ear like was reliving that moment. "I tried to connect with Howard once I couldn't get a hold of him I ran" I pushed the gas pedal when the light turned green again. "I ran into Tony Stark" I looked sideways. "Who?" "Howards Son" Steve's eyebrows went up. "He got married?" "Yeah," I said biting my lip.
A few minutes later we arrived at my apartment. I parked my car and got out. Steve Followed me up as I opened the door. JARVIS greeted me. "Welcome home Ma'am" I smiled and threw my jacket on the sofa. "Make yourself at home," I said. Then Jarvis greeted him. "Welcome back sir" Steve looked around mesmerized.
1947.
Howard.
"What did you do to my wife?" I pushed buttons. A wave of panic rushed over me. Jack grabbed the collar of my shirt. It wrapped so tightly around my throat that I had trouble breathing. Peggy jumped between us. "Jack! Let him go" Jack let me go, but I toppled over and hit my head. "I am going to have your head for this!" Jack yelled as he walked out.
Everything went dark.
Hours later I woke up. My head was pounding. Memories of what happened came back flooding back to me. "Howard," Peggy said as she slid off her chair. Tears sprung from my eyes as I looked at the ceiling. "What have I done?"I just started sobbing. "Oh, darling" I fell into her arms.
"It wasn't my intention I don't know what went wrong" I sighed. "We'll figure it out," Peggy said shushing me. After a while, I was able to get up. I adjusted my clothes. As I looked into the mirror. "You didn't do this on purpose," Peggy said. I looked into the mirror. My face looked the same way I felt. A mess. "It looks like it" I simply said. "I deserve whatever is coming my way" Peggy gave me a sorry look. "I'm here for you all the way" she placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Get back to the lab Howard, call whoever you need to call, and get your head back in the game" she ushered me. Then she turned around and walked out of the room. Her heels clicked on the floor. I was left alone in the room.
I looked in the mirror again, hitting it. It broke and fell into pieces. They were clattering against the sink.
2012.
Ransom
* The following text contains adult content read at your own risk*
I looked into the mirror. Water was streaming down my face as I just had washed it. The workout Steve and I did almost killed me. "This is the last time I go running with you" Steve laughed as he walked out of the shower.
"I'm sorry" he laughed. "Don't worry about it" I turned around Steve was standing there with a towel around his middle. Water was dripping from his chest. It started glistening from the sun shining on it.
The sight of him like that struck me. I didn't understand where this feeling was coming from as it wasn't the first time I saw him shirtless. There was just something about him today...
He walked past me. "The shower is free," he said. The door behind him fell closed. I sighed and went into the shower. 15 minutes later I got out and dried myself off and put on my clothes. As I pulled off the towel from my head steve walked in.
As I jumped up Steve apologized. "Sorry should've knocked" I just shook my head. "It's fine," I said. "It's not like I was naked" I laughed. Steve walked in and stood behind me fixing his hair. He was still walking around in his towel. "I'm sure it doesn't look bad. I blushed.
Steve walked out again. The decision I made then and there was one I'd probably regret or cherish for the rest of my life. I ran up behind him and grabbed his arm. "What's wro–" I kissed him. He pulled back. I felt instantly guilty the moment I locked eyes with him. His eyes darted all over my face as his hands traveled to my neck. He was softly placing them there. "I'm sorry" I sighed. He was towering over me. He didn't say anything, he just kissed me in response.
I wrapped my arms around his waist as his fingers traveled through my wet hair slightly tugging it, making me moan. A trail of clothes followed as we made our way to the bed. The only thing left was the towel he was wearing. I removed it.
I locked eyes with him again. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. "Yes," we locked lips again. My body felt sweaty and hot every time he touched my body. Steve picked me up and put me down soft and swiftly on the bed. He hovered over me. His lips went to the side of my head, down to my neck.
My hand traveled to his head where I tangled my fingers in his hair—softly tugging on it. It made Steve moan, sending shivers down my spine. His kisses trailed down my chest and down to my stomach, to my inner thigh. My breath hitched as he got closer. I grabbed his hair again as his tongue moved slowly.
His hands grabbed my hips, pulling me closer to him. After a while, he came up kissing me again. I took it as my chance to change positions, making me sit on top. Steve smiled. "God, you're hot" he whispered. I bowed down and kissed him again.
I could feel him against me. I took him in my hands giving him soft strokes as I positioned him. I lowered myself onto him. His hands went to my hips again helping me move...
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newhetaliafan · 1 year
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Ok so I've had an Angels and Devils AU for Gerame in my head for a while. It's a lot, so I'll put it under the cut.
In this AU angels and devils are enemies. They hate each other and constantly fight. A risky angel and daring devil fall in love and have a child. Frightened that they'll be found out, they abandon the baby and break up. The baby looks like an angel with a halo and wings, but he has fire power which is something only devils have. (devils can have fire and shadow powers while angels can have healing and water powers in this AU)
A young devil named Gilbert comes across the baby and is at first scared because it's an angel. But then he "confronts" the baby and figures out he has fire power. Gilbert is intrigued and decides to become the baby's awesome big brother. Gilbert raises Ludwig along with another devil named Arthur, and they teach him how to control his power. They hide him away from the other devils but try planning a way to explain the situation and not get shunned.
But those plans quickly get left in the dust when a new leader takes over with an extreme hatred for angels, even worse than before. Leader, he's more of a dictator. So Gilbert and Arthur help Ludwig escape their devil society or something not exactly sure what lol. But anyways Ludwig escapes and eventually finds himself among angels. He's really excited to see others like him, but he's also incredibly shy, a mix of nurture and nature. He struggles to find a place there until he meets Alfred.
Alfred is a pretty popular angel. He plays Skyball and is really good at it. (it's a made up angel sport lol) Alfred, he gets attention from everyone except his father Francis. Francis isn't exactly neglectful, but for some reason he's always busy working or worrying over Alfred's twin, Matthew. Matt is a quieter angel without any powers. Even though he got no powers Alfred envies him since he gets their father's attention and can get along with everyone. Alfred may be popular, but that doesn't mean he can get along with everyone.
When Alfred meets Ludwig he finds him interesting. Ludwig isn't like everyone else. He's blunt, awkward, shy and weirdly clueless about angels. Ludwig claims to come from far far away which Alfred unsuccessfully questions. Still Alfred enjoys Ludwig's attention, so he doesn't think too hard about it. The two start hanging out more and start finding themselves falling in love. Ludwig has a moment of almost telling Alfred the truth, but before he can, devils are evil comes up, that trope lol.
Continuing with tropes, devils later find the angels and attack them which leads to a reunion between Gilbert and Ludwig. Alfred sees and hurts Gilbert thinking he was going to hurt Ludwig. Ludwig gets mad and Alfred gets confused, and Ludwig finally explains. Alfred is angry and betrayed, so he leaves. Ludwig is heartbroken but pushes away his feelings in favor of helping Gilbert.
Then later there's of course an apology and forgive ness scene. So Alfred and Ludwig get back on good terms and realize angels and devils don't have to fight. So they make plans to stop the fighting and create peace. They gather people up like Arthur, Francis, Matthew and other characters in this AU I haven't mentioned. Then it's revealed that Matthew has fire power meaning he's part devil. That leads to Arthur coming out as trans, bisexual and as Francis's lover. Alfred and Matthew are Francis and Arthur's sons.
Then things somehow get resolved, I haven't really thought about that yet, but everyone is happy and accepting.
This AU is filled with tropes and cheesiness, but I still love thinking about it. I really do want to write it, but I honestly don't think I ever will. It's really confusing, long and things are always changing in it, so I think it'll just be something that lives in my head. If anyone wants to write it or take any ideas, feel welcome to. I'd just like credit and to be tagged :D
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(Nsfw content) hey so feel free to completely ignore this ask, but I think u have good inputs I'd like to know Ur thoughts about this, if it's okay.
So this is about fanfic right. For context, I am a cis woman and I struggle with CSA trauma. Writing erotica has been very freeing to me these past few years. Now the thing is, I can't exactly point to the reason why, but specifically in fictional erotica, when I write men it's always men with female genitalia. Not that I can't read about guys and dicks in general, it's just not something I feel comfortable writing. Now, I feel a bit weird about tagging any of that as "trans characters" because it doesn't feel fair to lump what I write with actual representation (even though if trans men enjoy what I write they are more than welcome to ofc).
Basically I'm not trying to write actual trans men and represent their struggles, or even their bodies realistically (I also find it a bit ehhh that in fandom spaces "trans man" has come to be synonyms with = "has a vagina" but I digress).
So with that in mind, I have come full circle and I'm noticing I'm back at feeling guilt and shame about what I write... much like I used to feel when I started writing/reading erotica. I feel guilty of writing that type of thing because in a way I fear it may come off as fetishization. That's not what I'm trying to do though, I realize this is mostly a fictional kink that doesn't correlate with how I view actual trans people irl. But the guilt is still there.
I'd like to know your thoughts about this. Do you think this is hurtful for trans people? For me to not tag that content as "trans" specifically? That I write that content? Am I alienating trans people? Are there better ways to go about this? Sorry if this is a lot of questions. My brain really wants me to feel ashamed of my sexuality and sexual desires so sometimes it's hard to have a clear idea of what's going on, if I'm actually doing something harmful or if it's just my brain being mean to me.
Sorry for the long ask, and again feel free to completely ignore it.
I mean, fanfic isn't really representation to begin with if you ask me. So by writing it, you aren't representing anyone. Besides, the purpose of your story isn't to describe trans people's struggle, so I don't think you need to go out of your way to "properly portray" said struggle/issues.
If we were to deny people right to write about groups they aren't apart of, we'd lose any chance at exploring each other's experiences. Like, you have every right to write a trans character. It's not illegal or wrong. I also don't think you have some moral obligation to make sure your portrayal is perfect cuz 1. There isn't any perfect portrayal of any experience or group of people and 2. Writing isn't always about doing that anyways.
So long as you're not coming with ill intentions to write something that you actively DESIRE to hurt some group with (this is how propaganda works) then I think you're fine to write whatever you want. Especially when it comes to fanfic which is written for FUN. Enjoy yourself. It's fine.
As for the tagging. I don't read much fanfic anymore. But I think the general rule of thumb is to be sure triggers are tagged. Whether you tag ship names, trans, or other tags is fully up to you. As a trans man, I don't think I'd care either way? Just do what makes you comfortable. You aren't hurting anyone by writing fanfics. Especially not what you described above.
You might get people who misunderstand, but genuinely that's fine. It's important to learn how to accept that some people will take what you do in life the wrong way. You can explain yourself, but ultimately it's best to just move on. Talk it out with someone you trust, reassure yourself, and continue your life. You can't please everyone so just make sure you can make yourself happy. Ya know? If these writings make you happy, don't let some random person get you down. You're not hurting anyone, or actively trying to bring down the trans community. You, as one person, couldn't actually do that anyways. It's ok. Take a breath and keep writing.
Summary: you're ok. You're not hurting anyone by writing fanfiction.
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How To Conduct A Seance
Okay let me preface this by saying this will be another long post, even though I've drafted and narrowed it down LOL. If you want more content like this, please feel free to let me know, I'd be happy to oblige! Physical Materials Needed: - A candle (Candles are used to welcome the spirits, and you can also look at it like a light guiding the dead to you. This is something I believe in my personal practice, especially since it's been traditional to leave white candles burning in windowsills to help guide the spirits home on Samhain.)
-A method of divination (this is what you'll actually be using to speak with the chosen spirit. Pendulums, talking boards, and spirit boxes are all good choices- even meditating in the alpha state of consciousness counts! If you want to know more about that specifically, check out Mat Auryn's book "Psychic Witch.")
Before You Begin:
-Make sure to be in a comfortable position, and somewhere you won't be bothered, or your group won't be bothered, for a little while. Interruptions can be seen as rude.
-If you so wish, protections are done before starting. I usually skip this step. A good idea for protection that I would use (if I didn't do seances as regularly as I do now OR were not as familiar with the spirits of that place) is to take a protective stone, such as onyx, jet, or tiger's eye, and charge it under the full moon with the intention of protection. Then, I would place this in front of the candle, so the candle is between you and the stone. That way the spirit can't get through the barrier if it's wanting to play pranks or generally be mischievous. This is not a foolproof method, however, it's very simple, and as protection isn't necessary all of the time, it works. Here's a simple graph to show what I'm trying to explain with the candle setup: X- Stone
O- Candle
Y- You
-If you don't already have a spirit in mind to contact, it may be a good idea to set a simple intention. Something such as "I am speaking with a spirit that has my best interests at heart" works fine.
Beginning the Seance:
Begin how you would start any polite conversation. Say hello! Give a brief explication as to why you're reaching out/ what you want to gain from contacting the spirits. Something as simple as "Good afternoon, I'm reaching out to learn more about you." Is perfect. OH! And I should note, though spirit communication can be done at any time, I've found it's most effective during the liminal times- dusk and dawn. Other than that, I most often do it in the afternoon. After saying hello, this is where, if you have a particular spirit in mind, that you reach out to them. If you don't, this step can be skipped, though I still recommend putting out an offering, so you may want to read it anyway. The easiest way to show how this is done is through an example. Let's say you're reaching out to a passed grandmother who loved makeup. You would say something along the lines of, "I will be speaking to my grandmother, (name, if known) and I've brought some makeup for you." At that point you would put the offering behind the candle, so it's between you and the flame.
O- Candle
*- Offering
Y- You
After the offering is placed, you should light the candle.
Now's your time to meditate- I recommend grounding, centering, and setting up a circuit. (Again, Mat Auryn's "Psychic Witch" has some brilliant information on circuits.) Then, you're good to go! Ask your questions, and use your divination method to find the answer. Trust that the spirit is guiding you.
Ending the Seance:
-Say goodbye, not only does it let the spirit know that the seance is over, but it is just polite! I usually tell them "stay if you will and go if you must," If I like having the spirit around. I forgot where I learned this wording, but I think it fits well here. I'll also have to do a post sometime about the rules I have with spirits that stick around.
-Blow or snuff out the candle (whatever works best for you and your traditions)
-Ground, center, and let go of the circuit (if you created one)
That's it! Congrats on your seance! Cleanse if you want to, but it's not necessary, especially if you had a positive experience. I make sure to do regular cleansings, just to make sure the energy is flowing.
Notes:
If you know the name of the spirit you're trying to contact, it's best to use it.
If you don't know what that particular spirit will like, or you're making a general offering for any spirit who comes to take, clean water is a good choice.
Seances alone are EXHAUSTING. That's totally normal. Take a nap if you need to! If you find yourself too exhausted after seances, try setting up a circuit.
And that's that! Thank you for reading!
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melishade · 1 year
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I think we all could use some more happiness in our lives. So how about "You did all of this for me?" for the ask game? I am getting old... can't handle angst no more.
This Dialogue Prompt (Where you are more than welcome to ask about)
(This will take place between chapter 5 and 6)
Hanji made her way outside in the early morning to conduct her experiments. She was estatic! Having Optimus Prime and Eren Jaeger here was a dream come true for her! She didn't have to constantly beg Erwin on every expedition to try and capture a titan anymore, even though she would have liked to. But this was so much better.
A titan in human form with regenerative properties that can summon a titan body at will! Oh it was so fascinating already! But she couldn't believe that a metal titan from beyond the stars would be even more exhilarating to her. A name, a culture, another world, there are other worlds?! It surpassed all her dreams and expectations! Oh she was so excited to learn more!
Hanji's excited train of thought was replaced by a negative one. She still had to get her equipment out of storage and set it up. Even waking up in the morning to do so was going to set her back a little. Well, no matter. She can get the bare essentials and start from there.
When Hanji had arrived at her work station, she was surprised to find...everything was already set up. Her tools, her papers, and her equipment, were all neatly prepared in a presentable manner. She clearly knows for a fact that she didn't do that. Hanji is terrible with organization and management skills. Hell, Levi has had to have knock her unconscious so that she could take baths. Who?
Her question was answered when Optimus' holoform walked towards her workplace, with a crate of energon at his disposal.
"Good morning, Hanji," Optimus greeted.
"Morning," Hanji replied as Optimus set the crate on the ground, "What...what is all this?"
"I thought it would be beneficial to have everything prepared for your experimentations sooner rather than later," Optimus explained.
"Yeah, but...it's so neat and organized." Hanji couldn't help but marvel.
"I suppose I have experience with organization," Optimus explained rather vaguely.
"But...you did all this? For me?" Hanji asked him.
"I do not see why not," Optimus reasoned, "We are comrades, are we not?"
Hanji...couldn't help but be flattered at such a nice gesture. Usually her personality was so eccentric and off-putting, it caused people to steer clear of her. She didn't mind per say, but she couldn't help but notice it when she was younger. And this titan that she's known for less than a month was willing to go out of his way to do this for her.
"I'd probably mess it up in a heartbeat," Hanji laughed nervously, "But...this was really sweet. Thank you."
"You are welcome," Optimus nodded, "Do you require anything else?"
"If you could just grab Eren real quick," Hanji requested, "Levi's no doubt already awake."
Optimus acknowledged her request before making his way towards the castle. As Optimus left her line of sight, Hanji had pulled out the pen and notebook on her person and flipped to a page titled 'Optimus' personality'. It was a way of studying him, but Erwin also wanted to determine if there were any unsavory characteristics in Optimus that could put them all in danger. She added to that list, scribbling the word 'kind' before shutting the notebook and putting it away.
(You can ask for more on that prompt list)
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Please don't be offended by this as it is a coming from genuine curiosity. Why would you want to follow a religion or a church that has discriminated, marginalized, and brought so many different groups of people so much pain? I'm way more than perfectly fine with people finding solace in God, so that has nothing to do with it at all, i promise. I just can't justify supporting a church that has done so many horrible things to people. Again, not trying to offend at all. I don't want this question to be misconstrued as me trying to be judgemental at all I'm just really curious. (Also, this is a different anon than the one you just got telling you not to talk about it. I think the way that person came at you was being really rude and if you want to talk about your faith you are way more than welcome to as it is your blog and space to do with as you please.)
first off, thank you for your open and genuine tone - i appreciate that this ask is coming from a place of curiosity and honest discourse. i'm more than happy to have these kinds of conversations in a civil and respectful way! i put my answer under a readmore, because it got kind of long, but i hope it answers your question, or at least offers some food for thought :)
so, alright. i'd first like to say that i won't deny that there have been horrible, awful things done in the name of the church and by its members. i completely and wholeheartedly condemn those actions and the people who did them. they will have to stand before god in judgement one day and explain why they used his name and his house to hurt his people, and he is going to deal with them with perfect justice.
the thing is, though, that in any group of humans (religious or not) there will be things done that hurt people. that's just the nature of sin. people hurt other people, and there's no two ways around it. the catholic church is not exempt from this, unfortunately - sin abounds everywhere, and so sin is inevitably in the church. but if i stopped being a part of groups that had hurt people, i wouldn't be a part of any group ever.
the catholic church as a political/social institution is riddled with the disease of sin, and this is because people are riddled with the disease of sin. it breaks my heart and it breaks the heart of jesus when the institution of the catholic church hurts people, i promise you this.
but, despite the disease of sin, the gospel lives and triumphs. in jesus there is life and light, and no darkness of sin can ever overcome that light. because jesus dwells in the catholic church (and in other christian churches, but here we'll just stick with the catholic church), the darkness cannot overcome the church completely. sometimes, when the people of the church hurt others, it seems like the darkness has snuffed out the light out completely. but jesus promised that the gates of hell would not prevail against the church (matthew 16:18). which means that no matter how many sinful things the people in the church do, the church in itself, as the physical dwelling of god, remains steadfast in truth and goodness.
i believe the gospel of jesus christ lives and breathes in the catholic church. the good news of the steadfast love, goodness, and mercy of god in the person of jesus finds its home in the catholic church. the people of the church - priests, bishops, fellow churchgoers - don't always follow the gospel - there's that pesky sin nature. but just because some people (or even many) don't live like jesus, that doesn't mean that the inherent truth of the gospel does not live in the catholic church.
i follow the catholic church because i believe it is the home of the true and living god, the god who created me and loves me in spite of how many times i've cursed his name and walked away from him in pride and stubbornness. i am a part of the catholic church because we celebrate the triumph of love over sin and death every single day in the sacrifice of the mass. i am a part of the church because jesus found me when i was furthest from him and took my hand and rejoiced over me with singing and thankful praise to his father, and then brought me home to the church where the rest of my spiritual family was busy getting ready for my homecoming party.
in short - and thank goodness, because i've made this answer pretty long 😉 - i'm catholic because i believe that despite the sin in the church, jesus still lives there, and i want to be where he is. i know jesus is calling me (and all other catholics!) to be living proof that the catholic church can be what he wants it to be and in fact commands it to be, what it will be when everything in creation is perfected and sin is gone forever and love has stood on the neck of hatred and lopped off its ugly head. it's my prayer that i can be at least one catholic that shows that love endures there, and it's my privilege to try and answer your questions with the truth as best as i can. ❤️
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THE FAQ I'D HAVE IF THIS BLOG WASN'T LITERALLY BRAND NEW
Q: So, what AU is this for anyway? A: I've been calling it 'Deltarune Monsterswap,' mainly since there isn't already an AU named that as far as I can find, and it describes the concept fairly well! Basically; everyone who's a human is now a monster, and everyone who's a monster is now human. Think Overtale but for Deltarune, basically! There are some definite personality differences as a result, though Kris will be the most obvious upfront.
Q: What sort of monster is Kris? A: Kris is a monster based on el cadejo, a mythical dog spirit from Central America! Their dual nature of devil dog vs angel dog seemed like an interesting concept to work with, especially since I personally headcanon Kris to have some Central American ancestry and wanted to pick something local to the region. Plus, I dunno, they've always given me scruffy stray dog vibes. This kid absolutely eats food off the floor when nobody's looking and you can't tell me otherwise.
Q: My ask wasn't answered! What happened to it? A: If it didn't break any of the rules I've listed off and hasn't been answered yet, it's probably still in my inbox! I'm liable to hold onto asks that I find fun but haven't found a place for so that I can use them in the future, so don't give up hope. They still might appear in the future! I promise I appreciate every one, even if it can take me a bit to get some of them done.
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Q: Will there be any ships involved? What ones? A: I'll be sticking to canon for the most part on these; characters that have crushes will still have them, but we're generally sticking to canon-compliant territory here and they won't be a major focus. The farthest I get out of the box is that the Kris of this blog BRIEFLY had a crush on Noelle when they were younger, but it went unnoticed and has long since faded. The most you'll really see of that is a bit of awkwardness on Kris's part. Noelle will still have a crush on Susie, but at least for now it's unrequited.
Q: So, who's the mod behind this thing anyway? A: I don't really talk about myself; I grew up in the era of 'don't share personal info online' and still kinda live by that in public! The most you'll get is: I go by Timey, use she/her pronouns, I'm 28, and my left thumb is hypermobile. That's about as personal as I get, sorry!
AND THAT'S IT! Thanks for reading, and here's hoping you'll enjoy bothering this ridiculous critter as much as I do.
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jaimistoryteller · 1 year
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15 Questions: Jon [With Occasional Input From Aither, Luc, and Isaac]
I know @blind-the-winds tagged me to show me their nifty character interview, and it struck a cord, so here I am doing it.
CLV Tag list, I know it's been a while, so please tell me if you wanna be removed, mostly tagging to share, though you are welcome to do it and tag to show me your character's interview. I attached a blank version in GDocs here.
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Jon, Luc, Isaac, Aither and the Interviewer are seated in the front longue.
Aither is settled on the arm of Jon's chair playing with a phone that doesn't look like anything the Interviewer has seen before.
Luc and Isaac are on a love seat, a coffee table in front of them. Isaac is sprawled out, while Luc is relaxed but ready to pounce according to posture.
The Interviewer is in the other arm chair opposite of Jon and Aither, with a notebook in their lap.
Interviewer: “Thanks again for doing this.”
Jon tips his head, peering through his glasses. Humming, "Mmmmhmmm."
1. Are you named after anyone?
Smiling slightly, "Do you know anything of Russian naming customs?"
The interviewer shakes their head.
"Mum never told me why she picked my first name, but my middle name is technically a patronymic and my last name my father's." He motions for them to ask their next question when they're done writing in a notebook.
2. When was the last time you cried?
His eyes narrow, "I'd rather not say, it was a stressful situation that is still being dealt with."
Aither glances towards the sofa, lips pressing in a tight line.
3. Do you have any kids?
Jon snorts, shaking his head, "Do my Little Birds count? We have not decided on family matters at this time."
They blink at him, jotting something down and asking, "Little Birds?"
"People I know from taking Walks, a lot of them are teenagers, or they were when I originally met them." He explains with a snicker, elbowing his sister.
4. Do you use sarcasm?
Jon slowly smiles, completely false innocent, "Why would I ever do that?" He drawls, allowing the more Scottish accent he normally keeps suppressed to show.
Isaac and Luc share a rather speaking look, and Aither snorts.
They smile, shaking their head and writing a few notes down.
5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
He waves towards the others, "They're the ones who pay attention to people more often." He shrugs, "Otherwise, it depends on how I meet them."
They frown, tapping their pen against their chin. "What do you mean?"
Jon and Aither glance at each other, an entire conversation in it.
"Well, someone I meet on the street, I take in posture and clothes, how they talk to me." He explains, shrugging, "someone I meet through work, I pay attention to expression and tone. She does body language reading, and has been trying to teach me."
They nod, quickly writing more notes. They open their mouth like they're going to ask one thing, only to close it, lean forward and ask.
6. What’s your eye color?
"Grey, technically," Jon answers, blinking and seeming confused for a moment, "ah, my glasses, yeah, it makes the blue more noticeable, but they are grey."
They straighten back up, tapping their pen a bit.
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
"Scary movies with happy endings," he replies with a snicker, "not the easiest thing to find. But then, how one defines scary all depends on what they find frightening."
Before they can ask for clarification, Isaac says, "Moving on," with a flick of his hand.
8. Any special talents?
"What defines special?" Jon queries as the other three start laughing.
"My brother has a lot of talents, due to the way the folks raised him," Aither pipes in with another snicker.
Luc and Isaac share a speaking look of their own.
Isaac is the one to speak, "Some would say it's easier to say what he's not good at."
"Cooking!" Luc, Isaac, and Aither declare at once with another round of laughter.
Jon rolls his eyes, "They're not wrong. I can't cook worth a damned."
Maybe they will skip that line of questioning for now.
9. Where were you born?
There's a softness in Jon's expression that hasn't been there for the rest of the interview, "Edinburgh."
Makes sense with the hints of Scottish accent here and there. Though why the sister doesn't have one they're not going to ask right now.
10. What are your hobbies?
Again the trio laugh and Jon rolls his eyes at them.
"I have a lot of hobbies," his head tips forward a bit, so dark hair covers his glasses for a moment, "really depends on how bored I've been recently. Right now I've been spending a lot of time tinkering with the car."
They nod, making a few notes. That is understandable, there's lots of times they go through hobbies like water.
11. Have you any pets?
The siblings share a laugh and chuckle, before he answers, "Let's say two cats, and leave it there."
Isaac mutters something, but they don't catch what it is.
12. What sports do you play/have played?
"Parkour is where I excel, though I've tried a lot of different things," he answers with a snicker. "Really, it was the childhood training for gymnastics and acrobatics, yes both, I got bored easily, that lead to parkour."
Aither grins, "Don't let him skip dancing, he excels there too, but is more modest about it."
"Watching him with either is a treat," Luc practically purrs, green eyes heated as they glance at Jon.
They nod, as they take a few more notes, wondering if they can get a demonstration before they leave.
13. How tall are you?
"Definitely not answering that," Jon replies with a snicker, "though taller than her or you."
That doesn't tell them anything. The expression in his eyes though keeps them from pushing.
14. Favorite subject in school?
Rubbing the back of his neck, Jon sinks further into the chair, muttering, "I didn't do traditional school, but lets say computers, or maybe languages."
That gets a burst of laughter from the other.
This interview is not going at all how they expect. One last main question then they're calling it.
15. Dream job?
"Whatever I'm currently enjoying," he answers with a grin. "Anything else?"
They shake their head, glancing at their notes, "No, thank you for your time." Normally they'd want to visit a bit more, see if there is any other information or clarification they could get, but right now they want to be somewhere else. They're feeling rather hunted and don't know why.
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illuminarehq · 2 years
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I've never RPed on a discord server, do you mind explaining the process a bit? I would love to join but don't want to be doing anything wrong!
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of course, i certainly can (and note that in multiple servers i've run over the years i've helped plenty of people with starting out roleplaying on discord, so even after potential joining i'm always able to help out with any questions etc to make the process smoother!)
in terms of this server at least, upon joining there will only be a few initial channels in the main server visible. these include the premise, rules, applications and introductions channels. in order to gain access to the full server, you'll need to read and react to the rules, post in the introductions channel, post your application in the apps channel, and then join the secondary server.
the secondary server contains a host of channels, all specifically for roleplaying/threading. there are different categories that correspond to different locations. so for example, one category is named hogwarts locations and within are a bunch of channels for different places around hogwarts. simply pick a location within that best fits where your thread would take place, and dive in, being sure to tag your writing partner!
the main server is mostly for ooc interactions with one another, as well as select other in character things-- such as owls, texts and news updates ic.
in general, never worry about doing anything wrong! in all my servers people have been kind and open to helping and making sure people feel welcome. and if you're relatively new to discord as a whole, i'd be more than happy to run through some basics while in server too in terms of things like formatting, using tupperbox etc!
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cherrycheridarling · 3 years
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lockscreen | t.h.
tom holland x famous!reader
warnings: none just fluff
summary: tom goes on jimmy fallon for a game of 'show me your phone'. being the oblivious child he is, tom forgets about his lockscreen.
wc: 1.4k
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"Welcome back! We're here again with the star of the Spider-Man series, Tom Holland!" Jimmy's announcement drew cheers from the audience. "Tonight, we are going to be playing a game called 'Show Me Your Phone'."
Jimmy went on to explain the game to the crowd as Tom sat across from him patiently waiting. Jimmy pressed on the button first and ended up showing the world that his last photo was a selfie taken minutes ago in the washroom. That gained a lot of laughs. Then it was Tom's turn.
"I'm terrified. I don't even know what's on my phone." Tom shook his hands before firmly pushing the button. It landed on the iMessage icon. "Oh? My last text message convo?" he began to unlock his phone. Eyes skimming over his lockscreen.
"Yup, and once it's locked in, you can't touch it." Jimmy reminded him of the rules as Tom quickly skimmed through his last conversation.
Tom ran a hand down his face before chuckling, "Oh, geez. Alright, some context, I needed help picking a tie for tonight and my mate, Harrison, is nowhere near helpful."
He placed his phone in front of the camera as the conversation appeared for the audience to read.
Tom: haz what tie? red or blue?
Harrison: youre ugly either way
Tom: you look like dolores umbridge. pick a tie ffs
Harrison: mm my babe umbridge. jokes. i'd say purple
Tom: you're gross and no help at all
Harrison: have fun babe the bed is waiting for you
Tom: don't make me puke before i go on the show
Harrison: puke on me daddy
The crowd bursted out into laughter along with Jimmy as Tom covered his beet red face in embarrassment. "He is going to kill me for showing that." Tom was laughing as he spoke.
"That's hilarious! Okay, my turn." Jimmy ended up sharing a voice memo of him reminding himself to do chores around the house.
Tom wiped his hands on his pants before pushing the large button again. It landed on the lock icon. "What does that mean?"
"You have to share your lockscreen."
Tom's posture visibly stiffened at the information given. He wished he had gotten some warning before coming on the show. A caution sign telling him to erase everything on the iPhone.
His lockscreen was a memory. A keepsake. You. A piece of his heart. A reminder of happiness and the loving moments you shared with one another. It was taken a little over a year ago at Zendaya's house for a get-together with a few close friends.
You were propped up on the kitchen island, a wide smile on your face. Tom standing in between your legs with his back to your chest. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders as he tilted his head and placed a kiss on your cheek. Jacob Batalon had captured the moment. A heartwarming interaction that you had both done an outstanding job at keeping under wraps.
You had been dating for nearly two years. How you had managed to keep it hidden for such an extended amount of time was a wonder to everyone who knew, including yourselves. It wasn't that you were both set on no one ever finding out, you just never saw the need to. It was your relationship, only meant to be shared between the two of you.
Tom hoped you wouldn't be mad if the world found out, but he enjoyed the privacy and the feeling of having something that was only his. Something he didn't have to share with the globe. Tom debated on his options. Showing the picture and making headlines for the next week or refusing to do so and ruining the game while making everyone suspicious of him.
The former won.
"Okay, um." Tom nervously let out a laugh, "Surprise?"
With shaking hands, he placed his locked phone on the stand and avoided looking into the crowd as reactions varied throughout the studio. Gasps, cheers, 'aww's, even some screams. Both of his hands shielded his expression from the cameras as he allowed the audience to examine the photo.
"Oh, my god! W-what?!" Jimmy stammered, shocked what his eyes saw, "That's Y/N Y/L/N! A-are you two?" his eyes flicked from the phone to Tom.
Tom nodded slowly, "Yeah, yeah. It is and we are. Nearly two years steady." this intel drew more shocked reactions from the habitants of the studio.
"This is amazing! We love Y/N! But wow, how did no one know?!" Jimmy was still in disbelief.
Tom smiled at your name, "I may be loose-lipped with movie spoilers, but this is proof that I can keep secrets."
Jimmy's mouth was agape, "I have so many questions and you are so lucky that we are out of time."
Tom released a breath he didn't know he was holding as Jimmy said goodbye to the cameras and they stopped recording.
As Tom made his way backstage to head to his hotel, his heart began to beat out of his chest as he thought about your reaction.
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Lounging on his hotel comforter, Tom pulled out his phone once again and clicked on your contact. m'lady. Pressing the FaceTime icon.
Your bright smile lit up the screen, illuminating his mood like the sun on a stormy day.
"Hello, lover. To what do I owe the pleasure of this late night call?" you chuckled while sitting up against the headboard of your bed, Tessa laying beside you.
Tom couldn't suppress his grin at your presence even if it was through a screen, "Hi, darling. I didn't know if you would be awake. Isn't it nearly three in the morning there?"
You nodded and pushed your glasses up on your nose, "Had to run some lines with Tess before filming tomorrow. She's a great actress." you panned the camera over to the sleeping pup.
"Sometimes I think you're only with me for my dog." he joked with a light laugh.
"Shoot. I thought I had you fooled." you teased back, "Why did you call, bum?"
He scratched the back of neck and avoided looking at the screen. That was enough for you to know that something was up.
"What part of your movie did you spoil this time?" you chuckled.
Tom shook his head with a smile, brown curls flopping on his head, "Nothing about my film, love. More or less about us." he mumbled the last bit, but you heard it.
Your shoulders tensed involuntarily, "I'm gonna need more information than that."
"We were playing a game where you have to show certain things on your phone and I had to show my lockscreen and, well, you know what my lockscreen is." his nerves grew with every second that your face stayed expressionless.
"Okay. How did they react?" you stifled a yawn.
Tom's eyebrows furrowed at your response, "Y-you're not mad?"
You chuckled, "Do you want me to be mad?"
"No, no, no." he quickly protested, "I just didn't know if you were ready to tell the world about us and I'm sorry for not informing you before making that big of a step in our relationship."
You smiled at the caring boy in your life. His thoughtfulness overpowering any negative emotions that could've surfaced. You weren't mad at all. Two years was a long time to keep a relationship hidden especially when both of the parties are well known to the public.
"No need to apologize, mi amor. It was about time everyone found out. Long overdue if you ask me. I would've appreciated a heads up, but I'm not mad." you insisted, and it was true.
Tom visibly relaxed at your words, "The audience was shocked and some gushed and screamed. Can't wait to see the headlines and news articles tomorrow."
"I can see it now: 'Spider-Man Actor, Tom Holland and Actress, Y/N Y/L/N's Hidden Love'." you spoke in a mocking voice making your boyfriend laugh.
"Can't forget; 'All the evidence of their relationship that the public overlooked'." he joked in the same tone as you both laughed together joyously.
Your laughter died down while a peaceful smile lingered on your lips, "I'm glad you had fun tonight. I should get some rest. Need to be in hair and makeup at seven."
He nodded understandingly, "Have fun on set, darling. I'll talk to you later. Goodnight, sleep tight, sweet dreams."
"Goodnight, sleep tight, sweet dreams, lover." you gave a little wave before ending the call.
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blisschi · 3 years
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• Cold •
Pairing: Diluc x GN! Reader •
Warnings: Major Character Death,,
Notes: Reader is a Knight of Favonius here! c:
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"Diluc, look!" Your cheerfull voice rang across the place, instantly alerting the red-haired winery owner. His head turned towards you, gaze followed your finger that pointed on the huge pool of water. "Such large lake.. so much water!"
Diluc frowned, his eyebrows furrowed. It was barely bigger than the one next to Dawn Winery. What's so special about it?
"I can't believe.. it's such a beautifull place.."
"What's so special about it? It's rather common sight-" Diluc couldn't finish the sentence because of your hand suddenly grabbing onto his wrist. Before pulling him towards the water, all you could offer as apologies was your warm smile. Light reflecting in your eyes, visible happiness that made his heart ache. Beautifull - He thought, before getting hit by the realization what you're about to do.
"Wait-- [Y/N]!-"
"Yahoo!"
SPLASH
Your laugh was muffled by the loud splash of water. While you certainly enjoyed so called 'bath in the lake', Diluc looked more upset than usual. Of course, getting wet wasn't something he found entertaining - by cold water on top of that.
"[Y/N]." His voice cold, tone annoyed. He knew that every member of Knights of Favonius were just as childish as possible, but that outgrew his biggest expectations. During moments like that, he seriously wondered if keeping in contact with you was the best choice. "Do you want to be fish in your next lifetime? Perhaps crab would be more fitting?"
His hand grabbed onto the back of your collar, holding your head right above the water. Your eyes widened as you raised your hands in defense, while explaining. "S-sorry, sorry! That's actually really tempting offer, but I see myself as tiger shrimp in my next lifetime!"
Diluc sighed, letting go of you. He closed his eyes and turned away, ready to get out of the water.
"I love water.." He stopped, hearing your voice. Voice full of emotions, especially longing. "I miss those old days.. my friends and I used to play in the lake all the time.."
The male turned his head towards you. His knees still covered by water as his gaze wandered from your face to your hands with which you collected small amout of water. Your smile never left your face as you stared down at your connected hands, the liquid slowly running down the gaps between your fingers.
"Our parents stood near the shore and laughed.. Water brings back the memories about my friends and family.." Your expression reflected into water surface as you slowly lowered your hands. "Even though it's cold.. I still feel the warmth of those days.."
Why.. those days must have passed away?
"[Y/N]" Your thoughts were interrupted by the voice coming from behind. Diluc already walked back towards you, no more caring about the water. "It's true that times have changed, but only if you ask.."
His hand wandered on top of your head, stroking your hair ever so slightly.
"I can become your family at any moment.. Even though you're one of the knights.. and even though you look stupid."
His hand lowered to your cheek, now cupping it gently. Your surprised expression lasted only mese seconds as after a while, you lowered your head and smiled.
"Thank you.."
Diluc raised his eyebrows as his hand returned on top of your head, fingers grabbing onto your head before he shoved you back down into the water. Surely, he was treating you too well lately. You've made him all wet. Don't think you're not going to suffer the consequences.
"How long do you want to stay in the water? You really want to become a fish, don't you?"
Smile appeared on his face as you desperately tried to push him away.
Warmth, you say?
During your next visit at the Dawn Winery, Diluc welcomed you with open arms. Both of you decided to sit outside the building, sipping on some grape juice while discussing on various topics. Diluc seemed rather calm. Little did he know that your visit wasn't in intention for a simple chit-chat.
"How's the situation at the tavern?" You asked, running the tip of your finger over the glass edge. "Is everything going smoothly?"
"Quite good." Short answer, as usual. Noticing your gaze fixated onto the glass, he clicked his tongue. "There's nothing I'd have to handle on my own."
"That's great.." Was the only answer you gave him. Where was the cheerful voice of yours that brightened his day? Where was your excited expression he remembered, while you talked about what's going to come in the nearest future.
Few moments passed, thus silence began to be rather unbearable. With a sigh, red-haired male decided to be the one to break it.
"What's bothering you?"
His question instantly caught your attention as you lost interest in the glass in front of you. It took quite some courage for you to look up into his eyes.
"You heard about the abyss taking one step closer towards achieving their goal? Our outriders spotted them on the east.. Mages.. Heralds.. Amber told me they intend to eliminate most of our forces by threating to attack citizens and forcing us to--"
"Get to the point."
You broke the eyecontact, surely not being able to look him straight in the eyes while saying: "I've been sent to the front line."
His heartbeat stopped, voice stuck in his throat.
What did you say?
Front line?
"Kaeya decided.. to only send mere part of our forces.. That way we can investigate their strenght from the--"
"I refuse."
Your gaze returned to his face after Diluc raised his voice.
"It's an order I cannot-"
"You're too weak."
Your eyes widened. Did he really think of you so poorly? You've taken care of plenty enemies before, proving your strenght in battle.
"It's my duty to obey Captain Kae--"
"Don't." Diluc glared at you. "Mention that name again."
His brother couldn't even take care of himself during evenings spent in the tavern. What kind of Captain was it? Diluc could bet that his orders are nothing, but decisions under the infuence of the moment.
He won't.. lose another person because instead of taking care of things himself - his so called brother wants to play from afar. He's always been like that.. Sending pawns to battle, while getting his hands on the victory they acquire.
"I want to protect those who cannot defend themselves." Serious tone in your voice. Determination in your eyes as you confidently kept to prove your point. "We can not wait for something terrible to happen.. I swore to protect Mondstadt."
He knew you're not going to listen.
Standing up from the table, your head turned away.
"There's surely a reason for Captain to choose me along with the others.. You know I'm strong, Diluc.."
Strenght goes in pair with Defense.
Defense you were lacking.
"Haah.. Haa.." You panted, looking around the battlefield as the only thing you could see, were your defeated colleagues.
Heavily injured, struggling to keep yourself standing..
Out of pity, smile appeared on your face as tears left the corners of your tired eyes.
Diluc was right..
Falling to your knees, as your legs no more could bear the weight of your body.
"I'm sorry.. Diluc..."
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"Master Diluc..! Everyone is worried.." One of the maids called after the male. "It's pouring yet another day.. You'll get sick if you keep--"
Other maid interrupted, placing a hand on her shoulder. She smiled at the other sadly, shaking her head before glancing as Diluc disappeared into the forest.
He went to the place you found beautiful.
Diluc sat near the water, letting the raindrops freely wash over his head, back and shoulders. Staring down at his reflection in the surface, he scooped up some water and smiled bitterly.
"I don't understand why do you love it so much.. It's wet and disgusting.."
Clenching his teeth, Diluc tried his best to stop tears from leaving his slightly reddened eyes.
"You brat.. I don't feel any warmth..
It's so cold.."
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