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spatio-rift · 3 months

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Hello! I wanted to ask your favourite ships and the ones that you don't really like and why

Hiiii thank you for asking i love to talk about stuff like that and procrastinating on work. i think in recent years ive been enjoying comedic dynamics the most ^_^ i love to laugh and the best kind of dynamics (romantic or otherwise) to me are ones that are funny first and foremost. and theyre best when theres something compelling about it but still a lot of room to play around.

a funny thing ive noticed also is that for most of the media i really really like i care about a platonic unit including the ship/at least one character more than the ship itself? like strky > imakasa, taka (oto) > suika, $quad > kubometo.... like the shipping is funny but the platonic unit is where i get the warm feelings from.

now to actually answer the question ^_^

my favorite ships are the ones cited above as i said mainly because theyre hilarious to me. but i also like that suika dont necessarily like eachother but grow to care deeply for eachother, and the plausible possibility of a history together in oto as kids from how much they know about each other despite being so hostile in early hebi. what happened there... its funny asf but It Could Be That Deep. and also i like the idea that they still hold a massive grudge against sasuke literally 15 years after he fucked them over even though the man doesnt care and probably doesnt even remember. ive always liked the idea that they could have bonded when they reunited during the war over both being mad at him for treating them like dirt but alas kishimoto decided karin still being into sasuke and beating the shit out of suigetsu was funnier.

kubometo and imakasa have a lot less going on, mostly i just find them absolutely hilarious. imayoshi in knb is mostly presented as weird menacing and creepy from seirins pov so imakasa (and strky) is a fun way to play around with his sillier traits, because in that unit hes not a scary opponent determined to do everything in his power to win, hes not an eccentric senpai that never says what hes thinking to his teammates... around kasamatsu and other dudes his age hes just a gay little freak. its refreshing!

i will not pretend kubometo has anything like this going on. its just really funny to me! so many things in saipsi are, but this one really scratches an itch for me. i would actually say that trying to make it deeper than it is and write about it seriously makes it a lot less interesting for me. well thats just my saipsi philosophy in general ^_^ if you start thinking too hard about it it becomes less funny, which is a capital mistake when enjoying a gag manga.

Erm ! for the ships i do not like.... there are so many but out of respect for some beloved followers i wont mention the ones that i really hate just because im biased as hell and no other reason (lol). lets just talk about a few that i have actual arguments for.

for saipsi i dont mind a lot of things as long as it is made funny by people who like it (otherwise i just do not care) but when it comes to saiko and kusuo im sorry we need to stop what is happening here. Out of every possible pairing in saipsi why these two. asou made saiko because financial power was the only thing he could think of at the time that was left to be a challenge to kusuos powers, and then he never really pitted them against each other because it was (offense number 1) already done (kusuos dynamic with kokomi and her divine beauty esp in earlier saipsi revolves around the exact same thing) and (offense number 2) literally not even funny.

their main reasons for interacting are 1) one sided rivalry because of kokomis crush on kusuo, which was abandoned Very Quickly and thank god for that because it wasnt funny at all and made saiko less likeable with each panel (and it encroached on makotos reason for existing in the work as well) 2) The Purge, except saiko never ever learns who that cyborg ciderman cosplayer that humiliated him was. kusuo barely registers in saikos mind past his introduction like he really doesnt care. the ones that consistently and meaningfully interact with him are always nendou, aren and kaidou, kusuos just always around so we actually witness it. it actually matters a lot to me that saiko is one of the only characters that are in the (extended) friendgroup not because of kusuo but mainly because of first kokomi and then nendou. so why make him and kusuo a thing?? theres nothing there! (heavy breathing) sorry if you like saisai i had to get it off my chest.

i think one other ship that i really do not like now for Actual Reasons is hanaima from knb. i used to be a Huge fan but as with a lot of things in this godforsaken fandom my enjoyment of it was really soured by people who just Did Not Get It. hanaima is the ship for people who want a ~Dark and Edgy~ dynamic in a highschool basketball manga. people who like it generally dont understand hanamiya and imayoshi as characters and the actual dynamic they have, they just want to write about abuse and poor little meow meow hanamiya and yandere sadist imayoshi and stuff like that. One! hanamiya is not scared of imayoshi he just hates him for being annoying and weird and not letting him do whatever he wants which is injure people and ruin their dreams! Two! imayoshi is kind of a freak but he is kind! whatever awful thing you think imayoshi did to hanamiya in middle school that explains why hanamiya doesnt want to do anything with him now is complete bullshit! its not about imayoshi being evil or an abuser or anything like that ITS ABOUT HANAMIYAS EGO! at most imayoshi is just annoying because messing w people hes fond of is his favorite past time!

ah well there are more things that people get wrong about their characters and dynamic but lets not increase my heart rate too much i wouldnt survive it. if i had to sum it up i think ships i do not like are either just offensively unfunny or like, the idea of the ship goes against established character so forcing it to happen makes them awfully ooc to the point of being near unrecognizable. like i know anything can happen in the mind of a fan but i like these characters for a reason, you know?! Erm well i dont know how to end this rant now so ill just say thank you for asking and sorry if its a boring read, just talking about myself and all ...!

#but to be honest even with the ships i do like... i only like the way *i* do it #because nobody really gets it the way i get it <- not to say im above everyone else but just we enjoy VERY different things about it #so i could make a similar rant about all the things i do not like about how people portray suika etc etc #its kind of hard to talk about stuff i dont like! ultimately its more like 'im neutral on this but people do it badly so i dont like it'#i dont want to ruffle feathers if i get really honest about the things i actually straight up do not and never will like

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tinydemondragon · 3 years

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thinking about dreamsmp instead of my homework and what annoys me about the fandom specifically and how it compares to what annoys me in book fandoms, particularly when it comes to character and character treatment.

so, bare with me here as this may not necessarily be coherent as I'm just mainly organizing my thoughts here. for comparison I'm going to be relating this to all for the game, henceforth aftg, as it's the book series I've been most obsessed with recently.

first, let's talk about story, particularly point of view and how it impacts a viewers thoughts/feelings on certain characters. for a book, you tend to only get one characters pov (in this case neil). you get to know this character and their thought processes really well, because that's all you know. but generally these characters aren't always right (if the story is good, anyway) and they often work with either a) not enough information or b) information that they believe to be true but isn't.

this means that these characters thoughts and feelings on a different character may not be fully fleshed out. more than that, as these characters don't know what they dont know, they often don't do care to dive into why someone is the way they is. and that's awesome! because it gives your mc nuance! it gives conflict! and sometimes they do actually learn more about that character and their view changes, which is a great way to show growth!

for example, Neil, at the beginning of the series, fucjing hates Andrew, and the audience totally gets why. I mean, their first interaction is neil being thwacked in the chest with a racket. not a great first interaction. not to mention, the violent rumors that are really only being reinforced by this interaction.

so neil, and by extension most of the audience, fucking hate Andrew. this is further reinforced by seemingly monstrous and over the top actions (drugging, breaking and entering, pulling a knife) that really don't put Andrew in a good light.

but over the course of the series, Neil sees the horrors Andrew had to face to be the way he is. Neil begins to understand Andrew, begins to like him (and love him, but thats a whoooole other convo within the fandom itself given the way love and healing from trauma is in the series it self). by the end of the series they're dating(? again, kind of hard to explain given the source material.)

point is, how the person you're reading the pov of impacts how you see the other characters. you start to develop ideas on these characters on the information presented to you in the emotional light given to you. I adore Andrew for example! but I also know if I had met him irl I'd probably hate him. because I wouldn't know him.

but the thing is, the opposite is true, too. you see this in Aaron, Andrew's twin, who neil really does not like. I wouldn't say he hates him but they get into more than one verbal fight, and they get into a physical at one point. and most of the fandom doesn't like him either! and this gets to the point I'm trying to make here.

the fandom doesn't like Aaron because neil doesn't. if you actually care enough to dive into his backstory, past the emotional veil that neil gives the reader, he's actually a sympathetic character who's just as deserving of redemption than Andrew if not more so imo

apply this to the dream smp.

for dsmp the best part about it is the wealth of character information you get due to the wealth of streams/content you get. for the most part people tend to pick one or two ccs/characters and stick to them for the sake of time and simplicity, but that doesn't mean that other information doesn't exist. unlike with book series, you can actually go and see their pov or read recaps or watch clips and get an actual sense for their motivations, without the cloudiness of you preferred characters emotions and the false or missing information they're working on.

this is where my grievance comes in. because I hate the fact that people can absolve Andrew of his actions but refuse to understand that you can do the same for Aaron. but at least I can understand that. most people don't want to analyze a story and analyze why they feel the way they do about a book character and you know what? more power to them! you're not required to do that to enjoy a book and you're allowed to find joy however you please.

and sometimes that means people do analysis of these characters and they don't separate the truth from what neil percieves to be true and its frustrating but damn if it isn't understandable. they're only working with one pov after all.

but dsmp? where (most) of the other povs are right there? where recaps and clips are right there? and you're still not bothering to see past what your preferred characters pov is? when even the ccs themselves admit they've got flawed views on what's happening and that their characters aren't always right (again, as it should be in any good story). no. im sorry but no.

again, I want to reiterate that you do NOT have to like these characters. I'm not a huge fan of Tommy's character tbh, but you know what? you also won't see me doing in depth character analysis of his whole character arc. maybe an interaction (see my post on trauma and his reaction to dream being in the house at technos) but I won't go in depth on his character motivations because I don't watch his pov! i don't watch clips or read recaps or any of that! so I know that my information is flawed and often incorrect!

you can still do these character analysis I suppose, but at least say from x characters pov this is how this character seems. because to not at least mention that is to do that character and that story a disservice and frankly I don't want to see it.

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tubbo-in-a-boat · 3 years

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Wake up honey time for me to talk about block game roleplay

Particularly had tommy in my mind a lot (for obvious reasons) so just wanted to talk about why that is exactly! How this death feels different from the others seen so far.

However if you don't want to hear about that, but still want to read something about the current arc, then don't worry cuz the other half of my rambles is just different ideas as to what will happen! More lighthearted and fun, trust me.

Cw for death, abuse, and the entire arc holy shit it's dark.

Also if you expect me to be critical and negative then jokes on you, if someone speaks bad about my hyperfixation I will cry B) enjoy

So like, where do I begin??? Who was expecting THAT. I mean, some people considered the idea, but it seemed so unlikely that after everything that has happened in the story, he would just die.

One of the things that really put me off was just HOW it happened. Let alone that the fact it even happened was painful, but his death has been different from the other deaths seen in the smp. When Wilbur died, it felt like the end of his story, and despite the circumstances, Wilbur was the one who chose to die in the end. He asked for it, literally. Which is sad and fucked up in itself, but it felt like a good conclusion to the character that is wilbur, and we still got a piece of him in the form of ghostbur. Wilburs story is over, but Tommy's wasn't.

I'm going to go into more detail about his death and what lead up to it in the next paragraph so just skip to the next one if you would rather not hear it!

Tommy's death is probably THE most cruel death in the smp so far, and it's so bad I don't think any other can that can top that. Not only was he trapped in a confined room surrounded by lava (both facts we know makes tommy uncomfortable), but he was trapped with dream, you know, the person who abused him. It's not a light term, dream separated tommy from the world, made him believe no one cared about him, and broke him to the point he almost took his last life. Tommy was finally off his reach, finally able to move on from all the war and pain from his past, and grow. And it was taken away, by Dream himself. As I said, I trully believe no death can top the absolute horror Tommy experienced. He was stuck with Dream, for a week, and was just beaten senselessly to death. No weapon, no glorious exit, no famous last words, just a "dream I'm going to die" and then nothing. He didn't even fight back, no one was by his side, no one even saw him die. Schlatts death felt deserving, he simply succumbed to his own vices, surrounded by the people he hurt in some way. Tommy didn't deserve his death, he died alone and unfairly.

I really enjoyed the end of the disc arc, I think it's probably my FAVORITE moment in the smp. Tommy finally had something good happen to him, he didn't have to sacrifice anything like he has had to all his life, people came in to help him, Dream was imprisoned, and Tommy was freed. So for tommy's future to be taken away like this, it's horrible. Tommy had his whole new life ahead, so his death has made many feel either disturbed by the way he died, or sadden because it all seems to have been for nothing.

I'll be honest, when I saw Tommy had died, I straight up didn't believe it. I thought it must have been a mistake, an accidental blooper like when dream exploded himself, just a funny accident. Didn't help that Tubbo didn't seem phased by it, I was expecting for someone to come out behind the curtains and say it was an accident. But it wasn't, I still can't believe this even happened. It felt ridiculous and unnecessary, all this buildup for tommys future, only for him to die?? What was the reason for this?? What the hell??? Is THIS it?

In many ways, this seemed unfair and unprompted. But now I that it's been a day I've managed to think about why this death felt different. It's very obvious but, the fact that it seemed so unscripted, so sudden and unjust, it's just .. too real. Wilburs death felt like the end of a story, Tommys felt like the death of a young kid with a future ahead of him. It sucks and it hurts.

Well that was depressing, onto the other (and lighter) half of this.... this thing, I don't know what this is-

Do I think this is really the end of Tommy in the smp? Hell no, there's several reasons in and outside of the story for tommy to come back. I'm going to go from the least to most positive, cuz I really need the positivity rn </3

Starting with the most unlikely and sad one, Tommy simply stays dead. No revival arc, nothing from tommy's pov, everyone just has to mourn the death of this kid and move on. Fucking depressing!

Second one kinda latches off the previous point, but Tommy is seen in the afterlife. I dont think this is very likely either as it would have to be a lot to pull off but I'll explain anyway. The afterlife was proven to be a thing while Ghostbur was trying to be revived. We know Wilbur and Schlatt (AND MEXICAN DREAM..) are there, so maybe Tommy will meet Wilbur there! Except Wilbur isn't happy to see him. This would probably be a very heartfelt moment! Or they will both shout at eachother. No in-between <3. If they really aren't thinking about bringing tommy back, this could be a comforting conclusion to an otherwise bitter end.

Climbing up the ladder were finally getting to the ones I think are more likely, and not as bad!

Tommy gets turned into a ghost. If they really want to go through Tommy's death, I see this happening! Tommy needs his content guys, so Phantominnit is born :) I don't think they will be as complex as Ghostbur, I don't see Tommy roleplaying that hard pfft.

Dream brings Tommy back to life. This one is easy, and probably the most likely alternative. After all, Dream could tell everyone he can bring Tommy to life, in exchange for his freedom. This one leads to either them complying, them keeping him in prison, or somehow tricking him.

Based off of that, there's also the possibility of Wilbur getting revived as well. Wilbur IS back, as a writer at least, and I have no doubt Wilbur had something to do with writing this entire plot, so maybe he's planning to bring his character back through this somehow.

There's also other honorable mentions, tho these are more farfetched:

Karl somehow going back in time to revive him! The only proof present is that he stated that his newest tales from the smp will have "the most ties to the main story yet", but I personally think it's going to be about the eggs and it's origins. Speaking of which...

The egg bring back Tommy. Why would the egg EVER do such a thing? Look, the egg has mysterious properties, this isn't impossible. Maybe the egg manages to bring back Tommy.... Except Tommy is a bit off.

Tommy is brought back to life by Philza. Philza claims to know about the subject of revival, maybe Ranboo begs Phil to try to revive Tommy out of guilt. Interesting concept but not so likely.

Tubbo. I dunno man, Tubbo alright, he's too powerful, he could just say "no <3" and drag tommy out of the afterlife with his own two hands. He needs someone to throw the flowers in his wedding.

#boat talk #dsmp #dream smp #death tw #abuse tw #tommy #iiii dont know how to tag these long rambly posts of mine </3

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theyanderespecialist · 3 years

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Stripper Dear 2 (One Shot) Valentino X Marie OC (Hazbin Hotel) (Yandere)

[Hello My Sexy Readers, we are here with a part two and it shows more of Val bad side. And Manipulation remember val is a rapist and no matter how much he simps he also has anger issues that does not change with a yandere he is in hell for a reason. Anyways I hope you all enjoy this chapter as well our super sexy readers]

(Marie's pov)

I roll over in the bed. It had been a week since that while fiasco. I did tell Val how I felt about how he treated others, how he treated me, and he seemed to be trying..if I was around. I have a feeling he's a douche if I'm not around. I was just happy he gave me a full week off work which left me sitting in bed, taking baths, napping, and snacking..though I'm pretty sure I've gained a pound or two, I swear they put crack in the sweets. I hear a knock as I looked up letting out a grunt as the door opened as I see Val.

"Oh hey."

"Hello hello hello, it's bright and early, and you're still in bed." He said as I looked at him.

"Mhm.. and I don't plan on leaving." I said. Of course I wasn't, since I'm staying at Val's and his beds are..god they are so comfortable.

"You know I've been thinking it's been a while.." he said smiling as I knew what he was talking about.

"Has it now?" I asked as I smirked.

"sorry, no time. I've got work."

"Wha- I'm the owner, I say you don't have work."

"Mm..I Think the shift manager and my rent say otherwise." I said smirking as I got up. "Then what was that about not leaving?" "Oh I meant I'm not leaving this room unless necessary." I said as he placed his hands on his chest.

"Oh I see, now you see me as your personal bank card. Is that it?" I look at him and smile. "Mhm, yeah." I said as I ducked under his arms as I can hear him walking after me as I smirk. I don't actually have work it's just fun to see him get desperate.

(oh god Marie did a 180. I mean to be fair if you could manipulate a powerful demon Lord into being the one desperate for you, you'd probably do the same and besides it's harmless teasing.

(She so would so would I XD)

"Well I want you o move in with me." He said suddenly and I stopped looking up at him.

"Huh?"

"You heard me, I mean you been hear a week in my mansion and I have grown accustomed to you being here and I don't want you to work as a stripper no more." He says crossing his four arms. "I don't like the idea of other demons looking at you when naked."

"What would I do then?"

He smirked. "I could think of a few things in our free time~" He purrs. "But a job you actually want to do, want to be a baker bake want to design clothes do that. I want you happy as long as other demons keep there eyes off you."

(as long as you dont make this yandere angry he is good but your cross a line and he punish you for his darling only sees that soft loving side unlike anyone else.)

I looked at him as I then smiled and sighed. "Val..and here I was trying to surprise you that I didn't actually have work." I said as I smiled.

"But I can't just not work, getting a job could take a while, I don't want to be out of work and just doing nothing." I said as he looked at me.

"You know.. I should be mad at you for lying.. but I've come to learn you like to play around, but I'm serious. Move in."

"..do I get a choice?"

"Yes. Either say yes or say yes." He said.

I looked at him and then sighed, smiling. Yes he was not giving me a choice but it was because he loves me and wants me close. But I was worried about living off of him I did not want to do that.

"Val..I don't want to live here and not contribute, I don't know if I can get another job."

"I don't care hell you can bake and use me as a model for clothes while you wait but just thinking about that those demons do." I could see he was getting jealous and I smile.

"Val.. they normally behave.. well except for one guy when I went to grab my bag yesterday." I said holding down a smirk.

"What? What happened"

"oh nothing much, just..a handsome demon came over to me..told me how good I looked.."

He grabbed me and pinned me to the wall kissing me savagely I learned fast he was the jealous and possessive type. I kissed back.

"Don't make me fire you." He growled.

I smile. "I know you would never do that, but... I will leave my job but your going to be a co owner of my bakery mr. money bags. You know how good I can bake so it won't be long until demons are flooding in. But..." I say and press my foot on his clothed cock as he had me face level with him. "I think I should earn that money from you don't you~"

He smirked at that tossing me over his shoulder and taking me to his bedroom. I mean he gave me my own room so I could adjust but I did sleep with him every night regardless just lounge in the other bed instead of his during the day.

I won't lie sex was actually still scary in fact all of this, was just from videos I found, but some of it also came from I saw him with some other girls, and they just seemed so attractive. He brought me to the room, putting me down and quickly locking the door as I sat on the edge of the bed, smiling at him as I felt both scared and excited, I mean last time was so nice.

"Mm, so, like last time?" I asked smiling, however he smirked.

"Not at all like last time~" he said as he closed the blinds. What did he mean?

"I won't lie to you I have kinks. Some very kinky kinks. And I am also a man with very high sex drive. So today we are going to push boundaries. I will be rough demanding and in charge. But I will give after care in which I reassure you on how much I love you and make sure your okay this is not to punish or hurt you. It can feel good your safety word if you truly want me to stop is toothpaste. If you say that I will do my best to stop and take care of you. Is anything off the table at the moment?" He asks towering over me.

I was stunned I heard of bdsm before. So I had an idea of where we wanted to go. "Not something to painful.... like no whips or nipple glamps..." I say blushing at the thought

"I know this is just a taste of what we will do~ not going to through you in the deep end." He says. "Strip for me~ now."

I stood up, smiling at him as I pulled off my sweater, then pulling my shirt, making sure to pull it off slowly and then my bra, letting my breasts be free, stoping for just a second to push them together as he smelled as I pulled off my skirt, letting it drop to reveal that I was in fact, not wearing underwear. Every article I took off, I made sure to make it a show. He smirked and pushed me back on the bed. Pulling his pants off along with his clothes. I bit my lip as he cock sprang free.

"Time to put that mouth to work~" He says and I nod first taking him in my hand and then stroking him slowly to get him fully hard. I then start licking up and down his cock and he moans his fist clenching. I could tell even though he took control he was letting me get comfortable enough with the taste.

He was good when he wanted to be. It was difficult, but I got a rhythm as I licked up and down, putting the tip in my mouth before pulling away to once more as I run my tongue across his shaft. I could tell he was getting antsy so I take half his cock in my mouth and almost gag it was so much. He gripped my hair and started to fuck my mouth but was careful to not go to far down my throat. I sucked and made sure he felt just as good swallowing around his thick meat. I knew I wouldn't really be able to take all of it immediately, but I could tell he was loving it.. and I was happy about it. I let out a choked moan as I let him take the lead, my hands stroking what wasn't in my mouth,gagging occasionally but neither of us pulled away.

I was soaking the bed spread with how wet I was. He was close I could feel him twitching in my mouth but he pulled out and came all over my face. I gasp and cough slightly for air and some of his kids got in my mouth. I pant as I catch my breath. That..was actually really fun.. and based on his face, he wasn't done. He lifts me up and pins me to the bed before hand cuffing me to it. I gasp as he does so then he smirked at me and I shudder.

"w-w-what are you planning to do?" I asked, I was a little nervous.

"I am going to fuck you senseless and your not going to be able to stop me." He says and then lines up with me and I do everything to relax for the penetration.

Yet I felt excitement at those words... and he noticed. "my oh my, look at how wet you are."

I lets his tongue roll out and I did not realize how long it could get he barely had to get close to my woman hood to lick my pussy and I cried out. God that tongue of his~~

"Oh god~ Oh yes~" I moan

He chuckles and smirks.

I thrust up into his mouth. "P-Please! Pl-Please~!"

He smirked more and shoved his tongue in. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I moan thrusting my hips more as I feel his tongue hitting inside of me. I groaned as he worked it in deeper filling me to the brim with his tongue

I pant as I could feel every small movement, my hands turning to fists as I dig my nails into my palms as I moan. God...I mean of this was what Val was like..I can't imagine Stolas..oh that's...that's kind of hot.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!" He snarled ripping his tongue out of me.

Shit I never seen him like this. Stolas was one of my regulars and he was even taller than Val. I did not mean to make him angry but I knew I crossed a line accidentally saying that out loud.

"i-I-I didn't- I-I didn't mean him! Val.." I said even having to try and shrink back, the tone in his voice..

"Val look at me, I didn't mean he w-was hot. I didn't mean him-Val please you're scaring me wh-when you look at me like that.." I whimper.

He pins me to the bed. "You are mine!" He says leaving bruises. "I Never EVER Want you to want another man or woman! You belong to me I loved you first and I am not loosing you!"

I nodded and started to cry and that is when his grip soften. "Oh baby I did not mean to scare, I just hate that you were thinking of another man when I was making love to you.... Or were you trying to make me jealous you minx~"

(Eddie that you? XD)

I look at him. I really wasn't, in fact if anything, I was trying to say Stolas would be too big for me... Val was ..also too big for me but, it wasn't too uncomfortable.. but I think, the best thing to do is play along though I was still to scared to speak as I could only nod.

"Well then I will just have to remind you how much I adore you and that you are mine and I will always only want you~"He says and starts to suck on my neck.

I moaned he knew what spots to hit to make me wet. I have to remember he loves me and I did think of another man while we were making love.

(Valentino's POV)

(Yeah he is a simp but you make him angry you better hope you can pull off making him jealous. Other wise. He will punish you and not in the fun way That is the type of yandere he is)

I graze my teeth over her neck as she would shudder, I could feel the goosebumps on her thigh. "i-I really am sorry..I-It sounded much more like a joke in m-my head.. I'm sorry..boss." she apologized through her moans.

(I mean you bruised her, without her consent dude, that ain't rough play, that's you hurting her.)

(Yeah dude you might be hot but you are toxic.)

"I am not your boss, I am your boy friend and lover, please call me Val." I say and kiss her bruised shoulders.

She looked at me. "O-Okay..V-Val." she said softly as I smile. "Now, I am sorry about bruising you..I wouldn't ever want to mark your skin..at least not n anger." I said as she looked at me. "N-No it's okay, I-I understand why you did it..why don't you let me make up for it?" She asked as I smirk.

"As hot as that is..."I said kissing her. "I think I need to make sure you know not to ever bring another man or woman up again~" I said as I flipped her over on her stomach as she couldn't really get up because of the handcuffs as I angle and thrust in as she cried out. Though..there's something that's so lovely seeing her face in such an intimate moment, doing this position is hot~ besides it really is a more dominating position than having her ride me.

"I won't take you anally not yet, that is saved for some other time. But I am going to be rough, just remember the safety work~" I say and start to thrust into her she cries out but moans soon.

After my five decades of sex all the time I found how to pleasure a woman or man or non binary person with ease. Being Pansexual also helped.

I'd know of she was in pain, that's why I stopped grabbing her. She managed to move her arms so that despite being handcuffed she could grab the headboard as she moaned from under me

I smirked she was such a naughty little slut trying to tease me. I continue to fuck her senseless she came two more times on my cock and I came once as well only to start up again she was a panting mess shaking on my cock.

"Val please~! HARDER~!" She begs.I smirk at that, this was the first genuine beg for me to go harder on her. "Oh I don't know....I think we've had quote enough fun." I tease pulling out. Course I wouldn't actually say no bit she looked at me shocked before she spread her legs, and continued to do so until she was in a full side split...

I stared at her shocked my cock becoming aching hard.

I.. I didn't know she was actually flexible..

"Well~? Aren't you going to keep going?" She asked."or...maybe you want to have my legs over my shoulders~?

I was in shock but did not waist another second. I had her pinned down and Started to fuck her senseless once more. I broke the hand cuffs and flip her over wrapping my arms around her.

She moaned loudly as she wrapped her arms around me, embracing me tightly as we both got lost in the moment. We both came together and I fell next to her.

“I love you Marie! So damn much!” I pant out

(and that's when she knew... she fucked up)

(XD Never sleep with a yandere life lessons not ones like Val at the very least XD)

She panted as she looked at me. "I-I.. yeah.." I look at her as I laugh. "Oh come on, you're not that tired that you can't think of anything else.".

She then smiled. "I love you too val.." she said. Man.. she must really be tired, I don't blame her. I grab her and pull her closer, her back presses against me as I lay my head down and close my eyes. I think a nap..is well deserved.

I am not going to loose her especially not to that bastard stolas.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS And SNIFF SNIFF Do we smell another a sequel the answer is yassss we are going to show how This with Val is not a healthy relationship and how with someone like Stolas is more healthy I mean a relationship with a demon is still not so good. But it is better than Val. Anyways We hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy our friends!]

#yandere #yandere valentino #yandere hazbin hotel #yandere one shot #one shot #part 2 #hazbin hotel #valentino #valentino x oc

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esther-dot · 3 years

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Hi! Hope you're doing well :) I've recently read through all of your works and I have to tell you that you're an amazing writer.

You've got this amazing way of describing the relationship between Jon and Sansa, especially how Jon views Sansa. I dont know how to explain it but I just feel the burn, the pining, the adoration in your stories more than in any other story I've ever read.

But just as important for me is how much I love your characterization and "positioning" of Sansa. There are all kinds of stories with her in different positions "at the end" like, as Lady of Winterfell, as queen of the seven kingdoms or just Rickon as king and her as his sister in Winterfell but somehow all of these scenarios feel wrong and incomplete and just like- thats not where she belongs and your stories are so satisfying because its like she fits like a puzzle piece exactly where you've put her.

And (this is gonna seem random) I sometimes wonder how this Sansa, powerful bad ass, i dont need or want a man, with people respecting her for her leadership, would coexist with Robb, or arrange around him? Like if he had survived somewhere in the Riverlands or if he had actually be kept as a secret spare prisoner of Cercei or something, how would he react to her being commanding in a way Tywin was and how interesting would the plot be if their positions are interchanged like that and Sansa did what Robb couldnt?

anyways I kinda rolled off the rails there sorry 😅 this was just my love letter to your brain and your abilities I guess 💞 (Sorry for the lengthy and pointless ramble)

I'm hoping you sent this to the right fic writer anon because you said some really lovely things about my writing, and I want to believe them! So lovely, I actually do wonder who you might have me confused with, but too late! You've already complimented me. I've already absorbed all this love, and you're never getting it back. It's all mine! *evil laughter*

Thank you so much for letting me know you enjoy my fics! It's really easy to feel inadequate in a fandom like ours. We have amazing writers everywhere. *whispers* I think the first Jonsas made a deal with the devil and instead of getting show!canon we got the best fic/meta writers and the smartest, most supportive corner of the fandom.

I tend to write a lot from Jon's pov (nothing predetermined, it just so happens), but now that you mention it, perhaps it is to better allow me to channel my adoration for Sansa. I do really enjoy QitN Sansa, and in the Sansa fandom, a lot of attention has been given to her “soft power,” so I’ve probably incorporated a lot of that into how I write her. Also, I think that’s where she will end up, that she was always meant to be a queen, so that might explain why it works for you. It is where she is meant to be! And, I get the impression that Martin is writing her as an ideal woman, so I tend to view her that way myself. I know she isn’t a saint, but that’s the “aura” she has to me, even if she’s momentarily cold or angry. I also think her kindness and loving nature will be crucial upon her reunion with Jon, so that’s always a huge factor in their relationship in my mind.

Now, this idea about Robb and Sansa coexisting in the end is interesting! Although, I don’t remember writing a Tywin-esque Sansa? I guess Sansa preparing the downfall of Dany without getting her hands dirty in “Healing” might count? Anyway, it’s an interesting idea that Robb would be a prisoner and Sansa save him. After s8, a lot of us celebrated that Sansa, in command of the northern army, threatened war in order to save Jon, because she was the hero who never came for her. The idea that maybe she would be chosen qitn, and then Robb shows up alive, would be so dramatic. I don't even know how to work that knot out. I know someone said (jokingly) that the remaining starks should all jointly rule a la the Chronicles of Narnia, but can you imagine having to negotiate with a sibling about how to run a country? Particularly a sibling who was left you in the hands of your enemy at one point?

Sansa @ Robb: “You don’t like this trade agreement? You think you can negotiate better than me? You’ll just decide to keep our lumber because you don’t think iron is worth it!”

Robb *clears throat*: “Is this about—”

Sansa: “Yes, this is about Jaime fucking Lannister.”

--a month later—

Robb *clears throat*: “So, I noticed that you and Jon are very close. I hope you know that—”

Sansa: “You fucked the wrong girl, panicked, and married her. I’ll do what I want, thanks.”

Yup, their dynamic would absolutely be fun to write! Lol!

I read a one shot where Robb lives that you might enjoy, and here’s another by the same author but there isn’t as much of their interaction. I think you’ll really like their characterization of Sansa in that second one though. Jon was raised a Targ, she is sent to marry him, so tries to act like an idiot to suss him out. Very cute.

I’ve noticed that a lot of fanfic is explicit, so I’ve always been a little "concerned" about my writing because I've never gotten into modern romance novels and remain devoted to my idol, Jane Austen, so when I write romance, it's in her vein. As in, it's not sexy as much as about identity. Who characters are, what they want, what their failures are, how they reconcile those, why they grow together. So the fact that you feel the burn/pining/adoration anyway is so encouraging! I don’t like writing plot, so Jonsa fic writing has been AMAZING because I get to do "the good parts" version of romance ie the love confession. I’ve probably written 2 dozen of those now, and I’ll probably write 2 dozen more just off the high of this ask. You’re the sweetest, and I hope you know that comments/notes like this aren’t pointless, they are why fic writers spend so much time and energy creating. I’ve said it before, but I shall say it again, even if you aren’t a content creator yourself, you are an essential part of your fandom.

Thank you so much for taking the time to message me, and feel free to send me more such pointless wonderful asks with other au ideas or headcanons or fic recs or whatever! <3

#ask dot #jonsa fam

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wehavelayers-shrek · 3 years

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Savage pt2 DM

⚠️:swearing

He was frozen on the spot he only realized that y/n now was gone. He tried catching up to her but as he left the tower she was nowhere to be seen he tried going back to the ball maybe she came back and went to blaise he knew he fucked up big-time.

He found blaise on the side but there was no y/n to be found he went over to him

"blaise have you seen y/n?"

Blaise looked at him confused

"wasn't she supposed to be with you?"

"she left me"

"wow this is a first, malfoy being rejected"he smirked clearly he enjoyed seeing malfoy be rejected

"can you just help me find her" he asked him

"I would but look at that Hufflepuff girl staring at me she looks like she needs company" he then left draco standing

"I swear to God, blaise you are so dead" he talked to himself inaudible to anyone.

He searched everywhere he went to her favorite spots but she was nowhere to be seen he knew she might be at her room but he didn't know where her room was and if he trespass at her room he might get in trouble so he decided to let her be promising to himself he would find her first thing in the morning.

Y/n's pov

She was laying on her bed she was clearly angry she didn't expect him to be this bad she hated boys who would use their power to take advantage of people clearly draco is one of them

"this school was supposed to be magical but why does it feel like all of the boys here are shit" talking to herself.

She didn't cry herself to sleep no of course not she cursed every boy that did shitty things to her she kept a book she would write all the things they did to her and why she hated them. She stole this idea from a show called "mean girls" her own kind of burn book.

She fell asleep while writing all those wrong deeds they commit and when she woke up the sun was shining brightly through her window and an owl was talking on her window. She wandered who could send her a letter at this day. It read

"to my dearest y/n

I've heard something terrible things you did and I'm here to tell you to stop acting like a crazy person I didn't raise a child to humiliate me especially to my biggest ally. You are expected to clean up your mess immediately or consequences will be faced.

Your, father"

Great just what she needed she ripped the letter she never exactly had the best relationship with her dad not after what he did to her mother and now he wanted her to stop defending herself that is absurd. Considering him being a pure blood it would only mean that the person he wanted her to make amends with was no other than that fake blonde arrogant malfoy. She was frustrated.

She decided to skip classes

"fuck it" she thought she didn't need this kind of clownery in her life definitely she had enough. But life wasn't gonna give it to her as she heard knocks from her door

Draco's pov

She never came to her classes or even at the great hall she was no where to be seen and he was worried so so worried that he asked his dad for help giving him all of him the information he needed to find her

He was now knocking at her door he was crazy worried about her and he wanted to apologize he knew he was wrong he admitted it to himself when he saw her leaving him.

"y/n I need to speak to you" he spoke through the door

" I'm really really sorry for what I did at the tower last night my emotions just got the better of me" he spoked softly

"draco go away I dont need your lame excuse how you did it because you love me that is bullshit draco bullshit"

"I know and that's why I want to say sorry for being a jerk I know the wound is fresh but know that I am deeply sorry" he left the door walking back to his room he was guilty for being a huge dick as he went back to his room he noticed a letter laying down in front of his door he picked it up

"to draco malfoy

Son I hope this news find you well, how are you I hope youre well your father and I decided to tell you that us the Malfoy's and y/l's that you and y/n would be wed after your time at hogwarts. Son I hope that you aren't to distress with this news and I hope you and y/n would get along soon, spend your time with her

Love, your mother"

He was shocked truly yes he love y/n but seeing the circumstances he would take the blame and certainly he would hate him more now and that's what scares him

#Spotify #draco fanfiction #draco imagine #draco x reader

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havenoffandoms · 4 years

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i dont have a prompt rn because my brain is like shut off bc it’s midnight but basically, i need lt marshall writing bc i’m obsessed 🤷🏼‍♀️ walter is babe

Thanks so much for your ask :D Okay, this turned out far angstier than what I intially planned, but it’s also cute sooo... I assume you meant a reader-insert, so that’s what I wrote. I hope you like it :) I tried to keep the reader description as neutral as possible. P.S. this is not beta read, so I apologise in advance for any mistakes/typos.

Warnings: gun wounds, angst, Walter Marshall POV

Pairing: Walter Marshall x Reader.

Marshall intertwined his fingers with yours and squeezed your hand tightly in his. Every minute you spent in that hospital was one minute too many, but he knew that there was nothing he could do about it. The doctors had stabilised you, but you were on really strong pain killers which made you sleep through most of the day. It should have been him lying in that hospital bed, but you had stupidly thrown yourself in front of him and been hit by the bullet fired by the man you and Marshall had been hunting down for months. The bullet had thankfully not hit any major organs, but it had caused a major hemorrhage. Your state had been critical, but the doctors were now confident that you were going to recover.

Marshall was a lot less confident that he would ever be able to forgive himself for what had happened to you.

He covered your intertwined hands with his free one as he swallowed past the lump in his throat. He would not cry here, not when anyone could walk in and see him in such a vulnerable state. Not when you could wake up at any moment and see him upset. The last thing he wanted was for you to worry about him. Marshall brought your joined hands up to his lips and placed a firm kiss on them, his eyes never leaving your sleeping form. You stirred slightly at the action, which made him tense up immediately thinking he had somehow hurt you. Your eyes fluttered open and you had to blink several time to adjust to the bright light of the hospital room.

“Hey,” you said, your voice croaky from disuse. You cleared your throat and tried to sit up, but Marshall was at your side instantly keeping you pinned to the mattress firmly.

“Shh shh shh, it’s okay don’t move. I’m here,” he reassured you, his fingers raking through your hair in an appeasing gesture. You let your eyes flutter shut again, humming happily as you basked in Marshall’s gentle ministrations. He was not usually one for public displays of affection, so you made sure to enjoy every minute of it.

“How long have I been sleeping?”

“A while. You need it, don’t worry about it. How’re you feeling?”

“Hmm.. still sore, but I’ll get over it,” you admitted tiredly. Marshall pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat on it, his fingers still massaging your scalp. He hated seeing you like this. You were usually so strong, so bright and full of life, and in this state, you felt so fragile and small. Marshall felt the need to protect you from all the dangers in this world. He wanted to find the guy who had shot you and make him go through hell for what he had done to you. But first, he needed to get you home, safe and sound.

“The doctors said that you’re recovering quickly. You should be out of here soon. They say that you’re a fighter if they’ve ever seen one.” Marshall allowed a proud smile to grace his lips at those words. You chuckled softly, groaning in pain as soon as you realised your mistake.

“I couldn’t die just yet. You’d be lost without me,” you joked, but you had no idea how true your statement was. Marshall leant over and kissed your temple softly before leaning his forehead against yours and letting your noses touch. You leaned into the touch and met his lips in a weak kiss. No, you had no idea how lost Marshall truly would be without you.

“Just promise me you will never do anything that stupid ever again,” he whispered.

“Negative, Lieutenant. I’d take a bullet for you any day. Just like you would for me.”

Marshall sighed, but before he could argue you had fallen asleep again. His heart swelled with love and affection at the sight. He knew you were too stubborn for your own good, but regardless he would do whatever was in his power to keep you safe from any danger.

#henry cavill imagine #walter marshall #walter marshall x reader #walter marshall x you #walter marshall x y/n #walter marshall imagine

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notthatiwilleverwriteit · 4 years

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I don't know if I'm the only one, but I love she li character. I'm totally against what he's done to mo and he should be held accountable, but I still love his character and want to know more about him. His first fight with he tian, I was so curious to know why he seemed to enjoy it and even licking the blood from his lip, from then on I wanted to know his story. And I dont think he should be paired up with someone in the story it would ruin his whole esthetic. what are your thoughts about him?

Hello, dear anon!

This answer could weird out some people, so...Uh. Consider yourselves warned, I guess? It’s pretty much downhill from here on.

I’m sorry it took me so long to get to your ask. Thank you for your patience!

Do I have thoughts about SL? ...Let’s just say “a lot” is the answer:

My favorite 19 Days character(s)

My favorite 19 Days chapter(s)

SL’s bracelet

SL’s lip piercing

SL and ships:

My 19 Days NOTP (why I don’t ship MGS and SL)

My thoughts on SL and JY

My thoughts on SL and JY (vol. 2)

My thoughts on SL and HC

My thoughts on SL and Cuntou (Buzzcut)

My thoughts on SL’s sexuality

SL and MGS’s story:

Backstory revelation

SL and MGS’s development (the beginning vs. the train station scene)

That’s quite a reading list, but if you’re interested in my SL-related thoughts and mullings, I recommend checking out those previous posts. It’s possible I will repeat some things I’ve already talked about but this time I’m not going to give an overall brief summary. It would probably end up being anything but brief.

“I'm totally against what he's done to mo and he should be held accountable, but I still love his character and want to know more about him.”

This is partly why I’m hesitant to say I love SL’s character because I feel like I have to follow that with a small disclaimer that no, I don’t condone his behavior. I find him endlessly intriguing, complex, and layered. Every time he appears I never know what will happen and he always instantly steals the scene for me. I’m drawn to his darkness and disturbed, impossible-to-predict ruthlessness.

In addition to that, my “love” for him also goes deeper. I always feel like a weirdo talking about this but I see some of myself and my own shortcomings in SL’s character. Jealousy and envy. The misery loves company mentality. I don’t go around manipulating and threatening people but on some morbid level, his character allows me to go to that dark place and almost relish in all the disturbing thoughts I can muster. To me, some of the rawest and primitive parts of human nature are embodied and amplified in his character.

“His first fight with he tian, I was so curious to know why he seemed to enjoy it and even licking the blood from his lip, from then on I wanted to know his story.”

SL almost enjoying the fight and licking the blood are interesting notions that I haven’t really thought of before (ch. 184):

I’m glad you brought this up because I’ve been wanting to talk about SL and fighting ever since MGS mentioned how SL had a reputation of being “very vicious in fights” (ch. 319). I saw people thinking that was because of his Guillain–Barré syndrome. And sure, I’m not saying that couldn’t be the reason or a part of it. After all, we don’t know how far along his treatment was by that time. If you don’t feel pain as well as others, I can imagine you’re more fearless in fights.

However, I think his “viciousness” was more about SL’s overall nature. I mean, he picked up a heavy whiskey bottle and smashed someone in the head with it and didn’t seem to even blink. He was unpredictable and didn’t shy away from taking things further than probably most kids his age. Nothing was really off-limits for SL and whoever opposed him could never know what his next move would be. If you’re fighting someone and they lick their own blood - looking like they’re almost savoring the taste - I think you might want to start coming up with an exit plan. SL has a disturbing, cold-blooded aura as a fighter, and cruel, dirty violence is his style.

I’m also interested in MGS mentioning SL had transferred schools. We don’t know if he already had group-affiliations in his new school but imagine if he didn’t. Did he take over a group as an outsider by vicious violence? Did he make his own group from scratch?

“I dont think he should be paired up with someone in the story it would ruin his whole esthetic”

I don’t personally ship SL with anyone “in canon” as in I don’t think he has canonical romantic/sexual feelings for anyone in the comic. I don’t interpret his possessive behavior with MGS as romantic jealousy. Nor do I think he’s interested in JY in a romantic way. That being said, I do believe anyone is free to ship whatever they and however they want, so I don’t know about “shouldn’t be paired up with someone”.

But I think I get what you mean. I think if he had romantic feelings for someone we’re familiar with in the comic it would skew his character. “Interrupt” him, in a way. I’m not saying SL couldn’t be in a romantic relationship or even love someone but I’m not sure if that kind of “side-track” would quite fit how his role in the story has been built up so far. I would love to see more sides to him, but romantic love would feel too forced. It would kind of make me tilt my head and go “huh?”.

I feel the same way about his redemption. Again, I would love to know more about him and what’s going on in his head and heart and life general. What made him like this and what makes him tick. But I don’t know if I want him to be redeemed that way in the boys’ eyes. I kind of want him to stay as the villain to them. If they somehow started to see SL from a different light, it would kind of make his character “hollow” and crumble in on itself.

As far as my ships for SL go, I ship him with Cuntou (MGS’s Buzzcut friend) and HC. However, those ships are purely “AUs” in my head in a sense that I know they have no base in canon. I basically run with the characters and the scenarios build for them are for my own self-indulgence.

Because I couldn’t really give you any new “thoughts” but a reading list instead, let me try to make it up by raving about some of my favorite SL panels:

“We are here” (ch. 178):

I’ve always wondered what kind of an underling SL is. He might be the leader of his own group at school, but even SL must have a boss. Especially given that organized groups are heavily based on hierarchy and seniority.

But I can’t help but wonder how that kind of power dynamic works with SL. What do his superiors think about him? Do they know about his disturbing, unpredictable side? Do they feel like they have control over him? Have they ever taken advantage of his vicious side and kind of “let him loose”? Does his boss know how to handle him? And what about SL’s POV: Does he respect his superiors or just does what he’s told? What could make his obedience stop? What he would do if his superiors insulted him or somehow screwed him over?

Either way, I’m fascinated by seeing SL in a submissive position, taking orders from someone else.

“Jian Yi? Is it...” (ch. 179):

The thing I love about this panel is the tempo/rhythm/whatever-you-call-it of SL’s words. I can hear how he said them in my head. Where he paused and let there be a moment of silence that kind of rearranged the dynamic of the situation. JY had barged in and momentarily stolen the flow and control. He went all out talking back to SL and pointing him and being all JY-y. That little tilt of SL’s head, that short pause he had kind of flipped it back SL being in control. When he says “Jian Yi? Is it...” it has a dangerous vibe. As in, “Are you really sure you want me to notice you?”. That is a question asked by someone who’s mentally in control of the situation.

I can hear those speech bubbles in my head.

“Lick it clean for me” (ch. 203):

Do I even need to justify why I love this panel?

Aside from the obvious, I love this panel because it gives me strong “zero fucks given” vibes. I doubt SL was expecting JY to obey him but saying that kind of stuff fits his character perfectly. Unpredictable and difficult to tell if he’s being serious or not.

Thrown out (ch. 249):

This panel will never not amuse me. Every time I see them being thrown out like that, especially SL, I hear a “Pew!” bing in my head. Like the nurse had flicked them with her middle finger and thumb and shot them out of the room.

Pouring Coke (ch. 267):

Another panel that makes me think about SL being in a submissive position, overpowered. The idea of overpowering and submitting his kind of crazy fascinates me. A part of me wants to see him dominated, sullied, and made to take it. (Just to make sure I’m not misunderstood, I don’t mean “it” in a sexual way.) Like, I imagine the carbonated Coke stinging in his eyes. It’s more foam and fizz than actual liquid as it pours down his face. It makes him uncomfortable and wanting to try to wipe it off with his shoulder when the trickles slide down the side of his neck but he can’t. When Coke is spilled like that it goes from a nice, enjoyable beverage to a sickly sweet, sticky substance that kind of grosses you out.

This is a panel that always makes me think of shipping SL with HC.

[...I warned you it would get weird.]

Wandering in the hospital (ch. 294):

If you weren’t weirded out enough yet...

Every time I see these panels I’m reminded of being like that as a child. I remember my grandparents sometimes had to stay at the hospital when they got sick. When I went to visit them with my mom I had this habit of wandering off by myself. I could walk the ward through multiple times and just...kind of...be morbidly interested in watching the sick people in their beds. And of course, as a kid, I had no problem with openly staring at them, too. The sicker, the better. I wanted to see tubes going in and out of body orifices, wounds and stitches, bandages that have that faint shine of blood seeping through on the back when they’re due to a change. If you gave me an old person just laying in bed with their mouth open and not even being in this world anymore because they’re so old and ill, you could just sit me down and go take care of whatever parents need to take care of.

I’m not saying SL was like that but him silently wandering off always reminds me of how I was a kid.

Encounter (ch. 294):

I’ve talked about this panel quite a lot already, so I won’t go into it more in this answer. But I will say it’s probably my most favorite panel of the whole comic.

“I almost forgot” (ch. 317):

As weird as it sounds to point this out when talking about SL’s character, but I think SL was lying in this panel. Although, I guess a better way to put it would be to say it wasn’t his “usual” lying. I think he was lying about forgetting he had given MGS the piercings to make it look like he didn’t care about such trivial matters. That violating MGS like that and basically marking him as his property hadn’t meant anything to him. Seeing MGS wear HT’s earrings irked him but he’s lying about it. MGS inching further and further away from SL’s grasp is getting to him but I think this was the first time he’s trying to hide it.

Because I believe he remembers piercing MGS. I bet he remembers it vividly.

I think this panel and the way he lashed out at HT with the knife without having any regard for the consequences are interesting details that maybe SL’s mask is slipping. He’s getting more out of control. Almost desperate, I would say.

So yeah, I would say I have a few thoughts about SL.

Thank you for your question, dear anon! And for your patience as well.

#19 days #she li #answered ask #I didn't expect this to get so long...#given that I've ranted about him so much already

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harlot-of-oblivion · 5 years

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A Rose of Unconscious Beauty (Part 6)

All work and no play make Dante a dull devil, but when he finds out about his brother's flowery friend he sees an opportunity to cure his boredom. Well, that and his curiosity about what kind of woman catches Vergil's attention. So, he decides to spontaneously visit your garden to see what all the buzz is about.

Hope you enjoy these two finally meeting! And gardening puns...just all the gardening puns. 😆❤

Here’s the link to the list of all the flowers featured in this part. 🌹🥰🌹

Chapter 1: Meeting Dante

Life has been pretty good for Dante since he got back from his little foray into hell. He may still be in quite a bit of debt, but that never stops him from living life to the fullest. For the first time in a long time he does not feel so alone in the Devil May Cry shop. There is just one problem that plagues him now as he leans back in his chair, feet propped up on the edge of his desk as a huge overdrawn yawn escapes his mouth…

He is bored.

Very, very…BORED.

The occasional odd job usually keeps him entertained, but business has been slow recently. There is only so much games of pool and swimsuit magazines before Dante is positively itching to fight something…anything. Nero has taken advantage of this dry spell and is finally getting hitched to Kyrie. Even Vergil, who he annoys into fighting sometimes just for sheer fact that it relieves his boredom for a while, has taken to disappearing from time to time.

Oh yeaaaaah. The mysterious flowery friend.

Dante ponders the potential of that whole situation giving him something to do besides sitting alone in his shop. He did not think it strange when Vergil started to go out more…in fact, he is proud that his brother is finally embracing his humanity and making this world his home. But when his cranky brother came back to the shop with pretty little blue flowers wrapped around his beloved Yamato…well, now that just piqued his curiosity. He tries to goad Vergil into telling him where he got the flowers or where he has been disappearing off to lately, but that conversation usually ends with him being stabbed a lot. Dante got his answer one day when Nero asks if he knew this florist that his old man just recommended to him. It all just suddenly clicked. The constant visits, the soft cloud nine smiles, just the overall secrecy…

Vergil…has a crush.

Just the idea of his brother being head over heels for someone has Dante shaking his head in wonder. Vergil has already left the shop, probably visiting his florist friend if Dante had to guess. It happens to be the day that Nero and Kyrie are supposed to meet their savior of flowers. He wanted to tag along to see what all the hype is about, but Nero absolutely refused to let him. Usually, that is not enough to deter Dante, but then his nephew just had to sick Kyrie on him. And how could anyone say no to her? So, here he sits…extremely bored and very curious.

I have to know if it’s true…if my dumbass brother really is lovestruck…

A sudden idea pops into Dante’s head as he takes out his cellphone and begins to text:

Dante: Hey! Gonna see your old mans flower girl today, amiright?

Nero: NO. Forget it.

Nero: Im not spying 4 u

Dante: NO ONE said ANYTHING about spying!

Dante: Just a couple of pics!

Nero: NO U CREEP

Dante: OH C’MON!!!

Dante taps on his screen vigorously as he provokes his stubborn nephew to reply, but after a few minutes of continued silence he gives up. He rolls his eyes as he groans in mild irritation and drops his phone onto the desk. His nimble fingers stroke his scruffy chin in thought, wondering if there will ever be an end to this torturous boredom…then it hits him faster than the Devil May Cry van. Nico! Dante snaps his fingers and nods his head in approval at his own ingenious idea. He snatches his phone back up and begins to text again:

Dante: Heyyyyyyy

Nico: Wat

Dante: Wanna help a friend out?

Nico: Lemme guess

Nico: U want me to spy for ya, right?

Dante: A couple of pics is NOT spying

Nico: Yeah yeah whatever

There is a long pause and Dante almost thinks his last-ditch effort is a bust. Until…

Nico: Mayyyyybe I’ll do it

Nico: Wats in it for me tho?

Dante only has to think about her prize for second before replying.

Dante: I’ll let you check out my guns

Nico: Ive already seen my fair share of muscles

Dante: Im talking about Ebony and Ivory

Nico: U GOTTA FUCKIN DEAL

Dante clenches his fist in victory. Nico tells him to hold tight while she finds a good hiding spot and the perfect angle. So, he grabs the nearest swimsuit magazine to read while he waits for Nico’s sneaky photos.

He only has to read a couple of pages of articles and check out a few curvy ladies before his phone vibrates. “Well now…let’s see what we've got,” he announces aloud as his hand instantly picks up his phone and eagerly opens up the message. Here she is! is written below two pictures of a bubbly woman with a bright smile and lively eyes. In one photo she is sitting down at a garden table, and in the other she is standing by a bed of flowers. She is wearing white summer dress and has a white flower in her hair. Dante chuckles in glee because now he understands why his brother has fallen so hard: the local florist is a total babe!

Dante is about to get back to his magazine when another text from Nico comes through:

Nico: Yoooooooooo

Nico: U didnt tell me that Vergil was gonna be here!

Dante: Im not my brother’s keeper!

Nico: Im NOT about to get stabbed if he catches me

Nico: Im out

Dante: WAIT

Dante: I’ll sweeten the deal!

Dante: If you get a pic of them together

Nico: DANTE

Dante: Then I’ll let you check out my guns

Dante: FOR A WEEK

A very long pause follows and Dante thinks that Nico is still going chicken out despite his sudden add on to her prize when her response chimes in:

Nico: U better hold up your end of the deal, Dante

Dante: Nicooooo u know I always keep my word!

Nico: Cuz if u dont, I’ll run u over with the van

Dante: No u wont

Nico: VROOM VROOM BITCH

Dante’s amused chuckle echoes throughout the shop. “So, that’s where you’re running off to,” he comments to himself. “The secret garden.” As he waits for Nico’s next photo, he starts to wonder what kind of a woman catches the eye of his broody brother. I mean…sure, you’re a cutie, but Dante knows that Vergil is not so easily swayed by looks alone. Of course, he could be reading into this too much and you’re actually just a really adorable friend…which is why he has to see both of you together. If Vergil has that soft smile on his face and if you show any sign of reciprocating his brother’s feelings…

His phone vibrates and Dante immediately opens the message. How's this for ya? reads Nico’s text along with a bunch of laughing emojis and a video clip. He arches an eyebrow as he presses play. He sees Nero, Kyrie, Vergil, and you all walking together by a bunch of flowers. He cannot make out the soft conversation of the group, but he does hear a lighthearted giggle as you do a twirl. Dante squints his eyes when he notices your hand reach for something in your dress…then his eyes widen as you throw petals into the air. The distinct growl of his brother comes through the audio and Dante nearly chokes on his own laugh. Some of the little pink flowers you threw…are sticking to Vergil’s hair!

I’m totally saving this just for the look on his face!

Dante kicks his feet off of the desk and he leans forward in his chair, never taking his eyes off the screen as Nero and Kyrie step out of frame. He tilts his head when Vergil kneels and you start to pluck the flowers from his hair. Dante has to rub his eyes to make sure he is really seeing these events correctly. Things get really interesting when you move in closer. The awkward expression on his brother’s face is pure gold. But what really has him pressing his nose to the screen is when Vergil stands up and you both just stare at each other. It is like a scene cut straight from a romantic movie. Dante has never seen his brother look so…totally in love. And you are mirroring the exact same expression.

Jackpot!

The video starts to shake and he hears Nico quietly cursing up a storm. The screen is a blur for a moment before it just totally cuts off. Dante is still for a while as he takes in everything that just happened. He honestly did not expect Vergil to be bitten by the love bug. A genuine smile curls on his lips as he thinks that maybe you are exactly what his brother needs to finally let go of the past and start living. But he cannot be the helpful little brother that he is without at least meeting you first. The genuine smile turns mischievous as Dante texts Nico about happened after the video ended and where exactly is this secret garden in the city...

(A Week Later...Reader’s POV)

The late afternoon sun beats down as you wipe the sweat from your brow. You examine the rambling roses you are currently pruning, checking to see if you missed anything before standing up and stretching your legs. Sweet basil, it’s hot, you thought, taking off your gardening hat and fanning your face as you pocket your pruning shears. You think about Vergil and how he always seems to keep cool while wearing a long blue coat in the summer.

The power of Sparda must also include internal air conditioning. You giggle at your own quip as you put the gardening hat back on your head and decide to take a break. As you walk through the multitude of flowers you search for any sign of the Son of Sparda among the flora. He has not called to inform you that he is stopping by today, but that does not necessarily mean he will not show up unannounced…annoyingly startling you before buttering you up with an offering of beautiful blooms.

Vergil has been regularly visiting you in your garden now. Sometimes both of you read and drink tea under the fruit trees, other times you have to work and just let him read in peace while frolicking about your garden. Every now and then he insists on looming close behind you, claiming that he wants to observe how you arrange bouquets and care for the flowers. There are a few times that you somehow rope him into helping since he is so inclined to learn and you must admit…seeing a tall and imposing man handle tiny flowers carefully is so endearing, making you fall even harder for the handsome devil.

You step through the backdoor and walk into your kitchen, heading straight for the fridge and swiftly open the door. When the cold air hits your face you sigh and just stand there for a moment to cool off as you reach for a bottle of water. You close the fridge and head to your office to check the status of a shipment on your computer while you guzzle down half of the bottle. The flowers for Nero and Kyrie’s wedding are well in supply, but you ordered some extra ribbon, wires, needles, and other miscellaneous supplies. It is a little stressful that you only have so much time to pull this off, but that only pushes you to do your utmost best to give them the best flowers they have ever seen. All seems to be order, you mentally note, finishing off your water bottle as you tab out of the website.

Time to get back to work! You go back out to the garden, grab the garden hose, and turn on the outdoor faucet. You adjust the nozzle on the hose to spray into a mist and set off to water some flowers. “Alright, my darlings!” you say cheerfully as you step up to the first section of flowers. “Who’s thirsty?” You happily spray their petals with glistening droplets as you hum softly. One of the many reasons why you enjoy gardening so much is just how tranquil it can be, your mind slipping into a peaceful state as all your worries just drift away and you feel like a flower basking in the warm sunlight.

Although, you do find yourself ceaselessly daydreaming about a certain white-haired gentleman while gardening lately. You cannot get the feel of his slicked back locks out of your thoughts, yearning to do more than just pluck petals from his hair. You wonder if the bergamot scent is from a cologne he is wearing or the constant cups of his favorite tea. And the expression on his face after you picked the stray petals from his hair…cheeks slightly blushing as his gleaming silver eyes stare straight into your soul. The very memory of it has you shivering in delight as you turn around to water the next section of flowers.

“Holy hollyhock!”

The sudden appearance of a man in a long red jacket standing in your garden has you jumping back in surprise. Your foot steps on the garden hose, making you lose your balance and start to tip over. Thankfully, the stranger has quick reflexes and quickly leans forward to catch your fall. “Whoa! Easy there!” he exclaims as he sets you upright, doing his best to avoid the misty spray of the hose still clutched in your hand. That is when you notice his distinct white hair swaying in front of his blue eyes. And his face…if it was not for the slight fuzz of a beard or the care-free expression, he would be the spitting image of Vergil. Which can only mean…

“You must be Dante.”

“What gave it away?” he asks, dramatically holding his hands out to the side as he nods his head in confirmation.

“You wouldn’t be a Son of Sparda if you didn’t scare your local gardener to death!”

Dante tilts head at your answer and smirks as he examines you from head to toe. “I dig the overalls,” he comments as he gestures to your attire. You look down at your green gardening overalls, the phrase "I like big buds and I cannot lie" imprinted on the front surrounded by large colorful flower buds.

“Thanks!” you laugh, turning off the garden hose. “I’m Y/N! I don’t recall Vergil saying that he was going to finally introduce me to you.”

“So, he’s told you about me? Did he mention that I am the better-looking twin?” he jests as he takes a step back and strikes a charmingly rugged pose.

“Uh, he mentioned that you are a demon hunter, a foolish buffoon, and…whoa!” Your eyebrows shoot up as you closely examine his coat. “Your jacket does look really expensive!”

Dante rolls his eyes as he relaxes from his over-the-top stance. “He just can’t let that go, huh?” He shakes his head and lightly chuckles.

“So…what brings you to my garden?” you inquire kindly, not letting his surprise visit distract you from being hospitable. Dante did not mention his brother being present here with him, so you hope that Vergil does not mind you being friendly and helping his brother out if he needs it.

“The girls keep telling me I need something to brighten up the shop,” he explains as he scratches the back of his head. “So, I figured some flowers from my brother’s friendly neighbor florist might do the trick.”

You smile sweetly. “Okay! Do you have any kind of flowers in mind?”

“Well, my mother’s favorite flowers were-”

“Burgundy roses!”

Dante quirks an eyebrow. “Did you just read my mind?”

A giggle escapes your lips as you shake your head. “Vergil told me that his mother had a modest garden herself, and that she grew those roses a lot. Don’t worry,” you affirm as your hand sets down the garden hose. A big confident smile spreads across your face as you twirl in excitement, pausing to strike your own cute pose. “I got you covered!”

He nods his head in approval. “Right on.”

You make small talk with Dante as you lead him to the rose section of your garden, asking if by “the girls” he means the other two demon hunters that work with him. He confirms your guess and grumbles about how unfair it is that you know so much the crew while he knows next to nothing about you. That is quickly remedied though as he bombards you with the oddest series of questions…most of them involving strawberries and pizza. When you tell him that you used to work at the local pizzeria and bakery in your home town he enthusiastically asks if you made the pizzas. You laugh at his boyish glee and inform him that you sometimes helped with the pizzas, but you mostly baked the pastries and desserts.

“Here we are!” You point to a bush full of the dark reddish-purple roses as you step through the various buds and blooms. “Roses of unconscious beauty!” Dante studies the rose bush as you approach it, lean in, and inhale their lovely fragrance. You breathe out in delight and start looking for the best blooms for a bouquet. “Aren’t they lovely?” You look over your shoulder and see that Dante is barely paying attention. His blue green eyes gaze distantly at the rose bush, reminding you a little of Vergil’s silver blue eyes when he recedes into his head. You wait a moment before deciding to coax him out of pensive stupor.

“Flower for your thoughts?”

Dante blinks and shakes his head. “Sorry about that. I was just…remembering something.” He walks over and stands next you, a small grin appears on his face as he peers down at you. “These would look nice on my desk. I’ll take ‘em.”

“Alright!” You reach into your pocket, taking out the pruning shears still stored in there and begin snipping some select roses, carefully removing the thorns before sticking them in another pocket until you can properly tie them together.

Dante quietly watches you for a few moments before he crosses his arms and leisurely leans back. “So…you and my brother.”

You snip a third rose as you glance over at him. “Me and your brother…?” you repeat, hoping he will expand upon the conversation he started. Dante just continues to gaze at you inquisitively. Your brow furrows in puzzlement as you wonder what he is trying to imply…until it suddenly hits you.

No way. He can’t be…

“Are you…Dad-terogating me?”

“Am I what now?”

“You know…that thing fathers do when daughters bring home their boyfriends.” Your voice drops as you do your best impersonation a stern father figure. “What are your intentions little girl?”

“Oh man,” Dante snickers. “And what if I am?” he counters with a puckish smirk.

“Well, Mr. Sparda,” you begin with a cheeky grin, turning to him while you clutch a thornless burgundy rose close to your chest. “I only have the best intentions towards your brother, Vergil. They include smiles, laughter, and a healthy dose of poetry with dash of tea…Oh!” You dip your hand into the front pocket of your overalls. “And lots of flower showers!” Your grin turns cheerful as you toss pink hydrangea petals high into the air.

Dante stares at you closely for a moment, totally unfazed by the petals scattering around him before he chuckles softly. “Well now…how can I argue with that? My party pooper of a brother needs it.”

You giggle and go back to snipping more roses. A fourth one is freed and you begin to remove the thorns from the stem. “It’s sweet of you to look out for him, you know,” you point out with a genuine smile. “You’re a good brother, Dante.”

He smiles back and is about to respond when an awful hellish screech fills the air. Your head snaps over to the direction it is coming from, but you already know what those sounds mean. Dante casually looks over as well, but he does not look as concerned as you. His face reminds you more of the neighborhood kids when the ice cream truck drives by. “Looks like our flower pickin’ is gonna have to wait,” he surmises as he struts briskly towards the commotion.

You pocket the pruning shears and the rose in your hand as you hurriedly follow behind him. The screeching is now really loud and as you step into to a clearing you see the familiar forms of demons just beyond the gates of your garden. Even though you live in a city known for its constant hellish attacks, the sight of their malformed bodies never fails to freeze your blood. The closest one, resembling a large corrupted bat, flies over the gate and hovers near one of your apple trees. It shrieks as its throat starts to glow red. Anger floods through your body when you register what it intends to do to your lovely fruit trees.

“Oh, no you DON’T!” you shout as you run by the gardening tools still laying out, grabbing the garden hoe as you pass by and rush towards the bat-like creature. It swivels around just as you draw your makeshift weapon back and swing up at it with all your strength. The hoe connects and a pained squeal rings out as the demon is knocked back a little bit away from the apple tree. You let out a shuddering breath, quickly realizing that perhaps smacking a demon with a gardening tool was not the best idea.

Multiple gunshots startle you out of your internal dread as they streak up at the bat-like demon. It shakes violently before it drops to the ground and disintegrates. You turn around and see Dante holstering two guns behind his back before giving you a round of applause. “Not bad! Very inventive use of…” his hands pause as he inspects your tool curiously.

“It’s a hoe,” you bluntly inform him.

“Really?” Dante puts his hands on his hips as he circles around you, shielding you from the oncoming demons notice. “Well then…you really know how to handle a hoe!”

You snort and check your tool for any signs of it being broken or bent. “You know what they say…a dirty hoe is a happy hoe!” you joke, flashing him the disgusting bloody residue on the tip. Dante hunches over as a hearty laugh burst from his lips. You feel a sense of accomplishment at making such a clever gardening pun, but it is short lived as a series of terrible growls and roars remind you of the current danger. “Umm,” you mutter softly, “as much as I would like to give more demons a good hoeing…”

Dante reigns in his boisterous laughter and nods. “Yeah...get yourself to safety.” He runs and skillfully jumps over the gate. Before he goes to deal with the demons, he looks over his shoulder at you. “Even though I’m not a hoe I can still get rid of these nasty weeds,” he quips with a wink.

You laugh and shake your head at his own gardening pun before retreating back to your house, sighing in relief as your backdoor comes into view. When you are a few feet away from safety, a low rumbling growl reaches your ears, making you stop in your tracks. You still have your garden hoe, so you hold it up in defense as you scan your surroundings for any immediate threat. It is quiet for a moment…then a series obscure red streaks zoom around you. Your eyes try to track whatever is circling you, but you cannot see what is stalking you like prey.

Your body is quaking now as you turn around to glance behind you. A lizard-like demon with a vicious red blade protruding from one of its scaly arms is leaping through the air straight at you. Your instincts kick in and you raise your gardening tool up in defense, even though you feel certain that it will not enough to block that sharp blade. A series of tumultuous emotions sling around your mind, but one strongly overtakes you as the image of Vergil pops into your head…regret.

I didn’t even get to tell him that-

Before you are able to close your eyes and brace yourself for the deadly impact, a sudden blur of blue spheres pop up and knock back your scaly assailant. A familiar form clad in a blue coat suddenly appears next to the demon and proceeds to hit it with a series of slashes. When he finishes his ruthless onslaught, he turns his back on the demon and dramatically sheaths his sword. Just as the hilt of the sword slams into the case, the demon convulses in pain one last time before collapsing on the ground.

The regret you felt earlier fades away as your devilish rescuer turns towards you. The usual scowl on his face is now even more severe as he scrutinizes your appearance. He may be fuming with rage, but you do not mind, nor do you care. “Vergil!” you cry, trying to thank him for saving your life, but you feel so overwhelmed that no words come out. All you can do is smile gratefully as your eyes well up with tears, so happy that you get to see the man you feel so deeply for again after all.

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radiantmists · 3 years

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rhythm of war part two thoughts

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (spoilers through the second interludes under the cut, and at the very bottom some comments based on what i have to assume is a major spoiler for the entire book, or close to it, though i'm warning again beforehand.)

well, last things first: taravangian's working against odium! i'm super excited about this, and very happy about the support for the concept that Taravangian's compassion isn't his curse, it's just the division of his intelligence and compassion that's sthe problem.

so we've been able to talk to the sibling, who is mostly trying to help despite genuinely feeling that what navani is doing is wrong. except now they're locked away, and navani is under the direct scrutiny of rabaniel and messing around with her is going to be risky. that being said, we're on our way to some very interesting revelations about how investiture works on roshar:

the stormfather is purely of honor. the sibling is a mix of honor and cultivation. the nightwatcher is purely cultivation

the sibling should not be able to function on pure stormlight, because it's purely of honor.

lift may not run on stormlight at all-- we already knew she can't pull it from spheres.

adhesion, which is somehow a fake surge and purely of honor, is not totally cancelled by whatever rabaniel did to the sibling. from lift's interlude, neither is regrowth when she uses it, which if i had to pick is the surge i would choose to be purely of cultivation.

as far as we can tell, people can still draw in stormlight with no issue, they just cant use it to power surges.

windrunners, who bond honorspren, are less affected by the fabrial: this applies especially to kaladin and syl, and we know syl is different from other honorspren, older. my money is that she's in some way more fully of honor than the others. lift, who's been hugely modified by cultivation directly, is also immune. the edgedancers as a whole are not immune and apparently are reacting as badly as anyone else.

...syl notes in the last set of interludes that she's different from other honorspren, mentally. is this a byproduct of whatever she did to sneak out of shadesmar, or of her being older? interesting.

To me, this all implies that whatever rabaniel did interferes with how cultivation and honor interact. lift, who seemingly only uses cultivation's investiture, can power the surge that seems most directly associated with cultivation; kaladin, probably closest to honor, can do the surge that seems to be entirely honor. the regular edgedancers aren't immune at all because they run on stormlight; the windrunners are somewhat but not fully immune because they're almost fully of honor, but cultivation likely had some hand in the way honorspren were made after the shattering.

Regrowth really is a very odd surge, compared to the others, which seem to deal with much more fundamental physical forces.

the fused do have access to regrowth while powered by voidlight, though. interesting.

speaking of: did navani's weird sphere contain some kind of... cultivationlight? or maybe it's some kind of combination, and that's why the sphere exploded right around the time of rabiniel's experiments (or the sibling was drawing on it somehow?)

on a more immediate level, the current tower resistance is as follows: navani, under constant monitoring but she has the best chance to figure out how to fix this shit. kaladin, who's a mess, being hunted by the pursuer, and who's about to start getting suicide-baiting nightmares from odium, but he does know how to fight! lift, who's amazing and knows how to sneak around the tower but is being hunted by someone who i assume has to be mraize. and rlain, masquerading as a singer (im so worried about him i hope he's okay).

if this somehow ends with kaladin killing mraize to protect lift before he can give shallan answers, i'm going to fucking SCREAM.

speaking of frustrating things: lirin turn on ur location i just wanna talk. Kaladin was actually rebuilding himself until this whole invasion thing, and i don't understand how lirin can look at a man who's that committed to doing good, sees exactly what it is that drives him to kill, and then calls him a monster.

I loved Kaladin's efforts to deal with mental health care! He's in the unique position ofhaving way more political power than any medical professional, darkeyes, or mentally ill person could ever have hoped to have, and I really want to see him come back to this once the world is burning down a bit less again, especially because it genuinely seemed to be helping him.

navani's plots have sorta been subsumed into this whole plotline, but i enjoyed what we got-- the little episode with the other scholars taking bets on whether she'd use tomor's fabrial was adorable, and i also liked how clear it is that they look to her to make things work.

moving on, uh... shadesmar stuff.

adolin's making some progress at waking maya! she doesn't talk but she shows a clearly unusual ability to learn and make independent decisions. i love it.

...also the thing with notum's horse implies that ryshadium are sentient enough to imagine spren. that's fun, and also terrifying.

adolin offering to stand trial for the crimes of humanity is fascinating, but all i'm thinking about is the episode of avatar where he agrees to stand trial for kyoshi, except in this case we already know that humanity did actually do the thing he's in trouble for. it would be unjust to punish adolin for it, but... i worry.

especially because there are, apparently, new deadeyes. this isn't extraordinarily surprising as syl was two skips away from death (though, im curious, does it work differently if the spren's never been a blade prior to dying? or are there just deadeyes wandering around who aren't tied to blades?) but it is very alarming.

and then there's the other thing: pattern is lying to shallan. i frankly don't think it's as simple as him being a spy for the ghostbloods; we saw even here that he's a terrible liar, and to have concealed this he'd have to have been pretty impressive.

on the other hand there was clearly some shit going on between shallan, her family, and the ghostbloods when she first got pattern. he's admitted that he has more exposure to humans than most spren. it doesn't look great, honestly.

i also appreciate that brandon is acknowledging how fucking weird shallan's timeline is. hopefully we get some answers about this.

adolin and shallan's relationship continues to be adorable; the sequence with the starspren is lovely and i totally get why it's brandon's favorite chapter in this part. between this and part one, he clearly enjoyed how the shadolin came out in this book and i agree. the fact that his romances continue after the marriage, with issues beyond just jealousy, is one of my favorite things about sanderson books.

venli's whole set of pov's this part was about walking up to urithiru. i really do want to like her, but she spends a ton of time just following more dynamic characters around and observing in these first two parts, and if not for the juicy secrets rabaniel's been dropping, it would make me just want to get back to other characters. hopefully that'll change in the next few parts.

i was going to make a comment about how we havent even had flashbacks yet, but i just glanced at the POVs for the next part, so I guess those are coming. I do wonder if these eshonai flashbacks will be info venli knows, or what.

she did kill someone for the first time, and attuned the rhythm of the lost for the dead man. the whole incident disturbs her, and i appreciated that as the rest of our viewpoint characters are extremely accustomed to death. i'm interested in seeing how this affects her going forward.

the epigraphs are so exciting! sazed is writing to hoid again, but this time he's gotten his bearings and spoken to some new shards... ones we haven't heard from before! also he asks hoid to say hi when he's on scadrial, which, fair enough tbh. i dont remember whether hoid shows up much in mistborn era 2 but for some reason i have the feeling he is not going to oblige this request.

the epigraph where sazed mentions he wants someone who can both preserve and kill immediately made me think of kaladin. (i think this is what he ends up trying to do with wax, but shhhh) he and sazed would agree on a lot of things philosophically, i think. (omg au where kaladin ends up working for sazed?? i have no idea how this would work the idea just fascinates me.

...where are the heralds? did dalinar take them with him, or are they in the tower? if the latter, are they also passed out? probably not, since they're not radiants, right? although whatever they are is very investiture-dependent so who knows. vasher's probably alright.

why is odium afraid of nightblood? is he worried it could eat him?

lots of POVs for the next part, but no shadesmar crew, so i guess we'll find out whether adolin gets executed by honorspren later. i do wonder why so many pov's from the battlefront; i guess something more is going to happen along those lines than i'd really expected. crossed fingers for some actual insight into renarin, finally.

in light of said spoiler: holy god i hope that division (between taravangian's intelligence and compassion) doesn't continue, though I have the horrible feeling that it will. This puts sazed's discussion of the intent of a shard combined with the cleverness of its vessel into a terrifying light: a godlike being who is at his smartest when he's a complete sociopath is like, the worst case scenario, not even taking into account that the odium shard is uniquely suited to make people act on impulses. this is so bad.

but i can't know the full extent of that until i read the context, so let's move on!

#row liveblog #row spoilers #holy shit

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n-anon · 4 years

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Chase for the character ask game :D

Why I like them: I find him an interesting character to have Jack choose as the ‘protagonist’ of the story, just this dad who’s going through some rough times, not Marvin, not Jackie who are arguably more powerful, hell not even focusing on Anti as the main character despite all his appearances, that’s what i like, that Jack chose a character we could heavily relate to, he is after all...just human.

Why I don’t like them: Chase is my 5th favorite when it comes to the egos, my issue is, there’s no real reason he is? that’s just so happens to where he fell in my alignment of favorites, I have nothing against him personally as a character and enjoy him, but its weird how he’s so low on my favorites compared to everyone else, I do think that drinking alcohol to deal with his problems is probably one of the reasons-Cuz that can lead to dangerous habits he probably wouldn’t do if he was sober.

Favorite Video (since this isn’t really a tv show xD): I would have to say I love the absolute heck out of CHASE cuz the fact that he portrayed that entire video with no words whatsoever, was powerful as heck. TIE is a close second due to the massive reveal about halfway through, that threw me for a loop cuz during the video I was like ‘oh hai Chase’ jokingly and I went ‘oh shit’ out loud once it was confirmed.

Favorite Line: “This ones called, ‘fuck you Chase I’m taking the kids to my sisters this weekend’” I know that line is coming from a very angry and hurt place, but the amount of sass in it is great-

Favorite Outfit: I mean there’s only one really iconic Chase outfit isn’t there- Honestly I prefer the Jinx hat over the Adidas hat though, if only cuz it stands out more-

OTP: Chase x Good Mental Health, someone get this man a hug and get him off that whiskey.

BroTP: I like the idea that he and Marvin would record cool trick shots, that and maybe him and JJ

Headcanon: After the ending of TIE, it leads directly into Dark Silence, given he drank quite a heavy bit of whiskey during that, and his vision in Dark Silence was blurred and dizzying.

Unpopular Opinion: This is more unpopular opinion involving Stacy. We don’t know enough about her perspective on Bro Average to even definitively say that the divorce talks had been going on for maybe months or days, we only get Chase’s reactions to them, its possible out of frustration, Chase started to take it out on her via the end of the video, which isn’t a healthy thing to do, and shouldn’t have happened, given it was a raw reaction, so whenever someone calls Stacy a ‘bitch’ I get a little testy, because WE DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HER SIDE OF IT. we have a forced biased perspective from Chase’s POV, we don’t know what led up to it, and we have no idea if Bro Average wasn’t recorded in like-say a few months and just is a compilation of what could’ve been a thing going on for a while.

A wish: I wish he would stop drinkin the whiskey, and that he does get to see his kids safe and sound after this whole craziness is over.

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: I don’t really have one???

5 words to best describe them: Whiskey Sad Dad Misses Kids

My nickname for them: Sad Dad Lad or just Sad Dad

#N speaks #Chase Brody #Character opinion asks #randowaffle

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amnachil · 4 years

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The College Society Chapter 4 Part 1

And here we go !

This is the last chapter of Liam’s 1st year at the university. It’s a long one, so be ready ;)

A new pov will replace Barbara starting now, I hope you’ll like it.

Damian-Nicholas Smith Carrey Friday March 8, in France

When people said him that he could write a book about his life, he never imagined what kind of book it would be. But now, he had quite an accurate idea. He would call it : 'How to change from the most famous hunter to a stupid and naive man in love'. He had gone through step one for a long time now : have a fucking ridiculous teenage crush. And now, he started step two : be in a relationship with your so-called crush. Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey wasn't someone easily flustered. At least on paper. But when it come to the baboon, it was a true disaster. He must have left his pride back in the US.

"What do you think ? Isn't this one better ?" asked Liam.

The junior looked at him, his brows furrowed. They were doing shopping for souvenir. Well, the baboon searched little things for his siblings and Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey tagged along.

"I dunno. There are the same to me."

One was a key chain with the eiffel tower, the other with the Arc de Triomphe. Both were low quality products anyway. But the baboon finally picked one, and they went out of the store.

"Where are we going next ?" asked the blond lad. "There is plenty of time before our departure..."

"I bought everything I wanted." replied his boyfriend. "So I thought we could hum... take some time for us ?"

He blushed when he said the last word, which made Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey blush too, and then they both blushed even more. This is an endless circle of pathetic shyness. I mean, I eat ass every other day, so why am I so prude right now ?

"Fine." he agreed anyway. "Lead the way."

They honestly had a good time. It was fucking weird to enjoy this at much as sex. Maybe even more. They went for walk the length of the Seine. Liam ate a box of pastries along the way and they talked about this and that. This is the end of my damned life. I'm having a silly conversation with someone. It must be the first time since... I don't even fucking remember. They were on their way back when Liam sighed.

"I'm happy to have you Dami." he whispered.

All this romantic bullshit was so embarrassing. Do I like it or not ? Just get a grip dude ! Not only he was having a damn date with his boyfriend, but he also looked like the flustered one here ! No one must ever know it happened. The baboon took his hand.

"I'm serious you know ?" he continued. "I mean, I'm still very worried about a lot of stuff... Nate is my main concern, but I'm also still preoccupied by my father. And I can't deny my story with Kilian is giving me an headache. But I'm really happy to know you're here."

"First of all baboon, it doesn't suit you to be so serious." replied Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey while trying to regain composure. "Secondly, there is nothing in what you said that can't wait tomorrow. You've the right to enjoy a little time for yourself with someone you love."

Liam blushed. He kissed his boyfriend to thank him. Holy crap. I'm getting good at the cheesy stuff too. Well, it wasn't surprising : Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey was good at everything.

This evening on the plane, the junior felt a weird dread through his whole body. Suddenly, he stressed about his relationship. But there is nothing new... I mean, we already were a couple before. So what is different ? He quickly put his finger on it. I said to the baboon I loved him. I confessed my weakness. The hunters shall never know. Nobody in the university, for that matter. There are already too many fucking people aware of our relationship. I don't trust anyone about this.

"Hey dude."

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey glared at the sophomore who hailed him. It was the dipshit called Matthew, Theo's heir.

"What the hell are you doing here ?" he asked. "Want to suck my prick ?"

The cocky lad (it was obvious this guy was an arrogant bastard) smiled.

"Maybe another time. I just wanted to say D.R sent me the contract regarding Barbara. She has to stay away from Colton and all his friends starting now. So you won't see her again much."

"Don't give me that crap, idiot. I don't care about the roach. You can fuck her, so go on. Isn't it what you wanted since the beginning ?"

Matthew's smile grew larger. I can definitely see the ressemblance with this shitty Theophile now.

"Just go away, moron." he concluded.

Liam Sunday March 10 back in the US

"This trip has done some damage..."

The young lad bite his lips. I knew I had indulged a lot but that's quite a change...

"Do you dislike it ?" asked Nate, while slumping on his bed.

"Not really..."

He had been ages since the last time Liam had looked properly at his reflection. He was pleased with his general body shape. His face was finely chiseled. He had strong biceps and triceps. His legs were robust but thick just like his chest. His pecs were nicely standing out. Even his back was kind of burly. But where three month ago he had a blossoming six pack, he had now a modest amount of squishy flab. His bulging waistline was easily noticeable since he was only in briefs. But he wasn't dissatisfied.

"I think I like myself." Liam whispered.

"And that's a good thing." mumbled his bestfriend, his eyes closed. "You have nothing to be ashamed about, trust me."

The chesnut lad outlined a smile. I'm glad to see Nate is talking more and more. He was also pretty sure Dami won't judge him for a little bulk.

"I mean..." resumed the other lad. "You're even well-endowed."

It made Liam blush like hell. (Not that he didn't take the compliment.) (Who could blame him ?).

The freshman expected things to improve since they came back from France. After all, Nate was getting better, Nick was actually making some progress at swimming and Dami literally confessed his feelings. It looked like the unicorns were finally powerful enough to repel the forces of evil. (After all, he had been feeding them with his dreams for months now !). So when a girl went to talk to him during his training this afternoon, he completely ignored her. (Not on purpose of course !). He was just so happy that he couldn't focus on anything. He went throught weight lifting and then legs exercises without noticing the many people who accosted him. He left campus without taking note of the lustful looks around him. I think I'm happy. The talk with Kilian had freed him. He was so glad to know the force of evils failed to take his ex-boyfriend. Anyhow, he finally went to work. As soon as he arrived, Judy came to him.

"Oh god Liam here you are ! I was so worried !" she shouted.

He blinked, not sure to have heard right. (Not that he often didn't heard people or anything...). What was she worried about ? Did he forget something important ? Something life-saving ? Maybe the aliens were gonna attack soon ?

"Liam focus ! I'm trying to have a conversation here !"

Judy clicked her fingers right under his eyes, breaking his thoughts.

"Are you alright ? Did someone do something to you ?"

"What ? No." he replied, surprised. "Why ?"

She frowned.

"Are you and Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey still a couple ?" she eventually asked.

Liam blushed. I think I'm supposed to keep it a secret but... He could trust Judy, right ?

"We are." he replied. "But what is your point ?"

"Be prudent when you're not with him okay ? I never thought I would say that one day, but I think you're safer with him around. Even if I still bet he'll hurt you in the end, like he did with everyone else."

Liam nodded. Their boss was calling them. I'm not sure I understand what she meant... However, he was certain Dami wouldn't said "I love you" so lightly. I'm special to him, I'm at least sure of that.

When he arrived at their flat tonight, Nick announced Nate wasn't there. Apparently, he had left for a talk with Archibald. It reminded Liam there were still things he wanted to improve in his life. My bestfriend and my poor family situation should be my priorities. He had no doubt the unicorns would agree on this. Besides, everything was linked to the forces of evil anyway. He grabbed a slice of pie in the fridge and joined his roommate. (Of course a pie made by Dami. Now that he had tasted his boyfriend's pastries, it was very hard to eat anything else to be honest.). (Once you visited heaven, you wouldn't come back, right ?).

"I can tell he's doing better." said Nick while staring at the screen of his console. "But I also can tell he went through something very disturbing. What do you think they're talking about so often ?"

"I don't know." admitted Liam. "But Dami assured me Archibald was a good guy so I trust him."

Of course, the chestnut lad wanted to help. And yes, I want to know what happened. (Curiosity is not a sin). (Glutonny is, but Liam didn't think much about it).

"Yeah well, until now we can say whatever he's doing is working." agreed Nick. "You should go to sleep... Wait, are you snacking ?"

Liam took a mouthful of his pie and chewed happily.

"This is just too good." he explained.

"You were sooooo against food at the beginning of the year." laughed his roommate. "I never imagined you were such a foodie."

Well... Seems like I changed my mind.

Nicolas Monday March 11 – Tuesday March 12

< Imagenius : yo what's up ? >

< TheSavior : long story short it sucked. I m better looking at my screen and playin'. Wht abut you pal ? >

< Imagenius : long story short my roommate is fuckin' loud while talkin' with her new friends. I hate people with actual life you know ? They remind me I'm a loser >

< TheSavior : won't say I know the feeling cuz I dont. >

< Imagenius : lol becuz right youre so popular >

< TheSavior : at least i hav friends outside a lame chat bruh >

< Imagenius : bruh >

< Abeautifulwomen : guys I do to. >

< Imagenius : as if a man who claims to be a girl could. Anyway Sav can you send us another pic of this cute roommate of yours ? Pretty please ? >

< Abeautifulwomen : Same. But hey Ima are ya gay ? >

< Imagenius : Joker ? >

< TheSavior : need 2g. I'll turn the chat off. I don't hav any another pic >

* Abeautifulwoman is offline *

* Imagenius is offline *

* TheSavior is offline *

Nick sighed and looked at the clock. Almost midnight. Nice. I can still play. He slowly stood up and headed to the kitchen. First of all, he needed supplies. The raven-haired boy opened the fridge and grabbed a slice of pie and a beer. Two beers. He knew Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey had cooked it for Liam but whatever. His friend wouldn't mind. Nick came back to his room and turned his console on. A sligh whine came from his roommate's bedroom. Nate was having a nightmare again, he guessed. It was happening every other day. Not like if I could just ask what's wrong. If he doesn't talk to Liam, he won't talk to me. The lad drank his beer and started to play. He was good at it at least. He finished the level rather quickly, only to notice he had already ate the pie and emptied the beers. Again, he stood up and headed to the kitchen. Not that he was hungry, but he liked to play while chewing something. This time, he opted for ice cream. And beer of course. Then, he took his playing up again. One hour later, he was done with two more level. And he had devoured the ice cream. So once more, he stood up and headed to the kitchen. No wonder I'm fat. He put his snacks on the counter and patted his belly. When he had entered college he had been a twig. But the sudden freedom allowed him to indulge without his parents constant nagging. Maybe he had enjoyed it a bit too much. When he had come back at home for the christmas holidays they weren't very happy about his changes. Himself had been surprised to discover he had already hit the freshman 15. Now this limit was beyond him. I checked when we came back from France. I weight 89 kg (196 pounds) now. Almost 200. Nick shrugged. He didn't really care. He took his snack and continued to play.

The next morning, he got ready quickly. Unlike Liam, he wasn't dozy on the morning. Well, Liam was dozy all the time so bad comparison. They left together for the first lecture. When they arrived, the first thing Nick noticed was Barbara. The girl hated him for some absurd reason. She was so obnoxious. Then, he glimpsed Rebecca. Another one he couldn't understand at all.

"And to think I've been interested in her..." he mumbled.

Liam didn't hear him. That was the good thing with this dude. I could've been screaming, he wouldn't notice. They joined Colton who greeted them warmly. Nick turned on his gameboy but he wasn't paying attention to the screen. He knew the game by heart since middleschool anyway. Instead, he looked at his friends. He often did that without them noticing. Everyone assumed he was just another nerd but he was an observant nerd. Their trip in France had took a toll on Liam waistline aswell. If I'm looking closely enough, I'm sure even Colton's ever slim frame must've softened a bit. Nick was pretty sure this one would lost it in one day or two. As for his dreamy roommate... I think he will keep it on purpose. He seems to like it. Well, both of them were handsome anyway. The raven-haired boy didn't have this luck. He heard someone laugh behind him. The person whispered something about pokemon being a lame game. Another talked about his little bathing in the Seine. Not a day I want to remember. Seriously, classes were so boring...

Noon eventually came. Nick hit the buffet of the cafeteria like a ravenous beast. He needed his daily amount of junkfood to functiun properly.

"What do you think about the math assignment ?" asked Colton. "Shall we work on it tonight ?"

"I finished it already." he revealed. "But I'm sure Liam would be glad to do it with you."

Of course, his roommate wasn't listening. He was looking away while munching on home-made cookies. And new thing, he was crooning. I know some very weird people but they can't hold a candle to him. Nick discreetly kicked him under the table.

"Uh... What ?"

"Welcome back to earth." he said. "Colton wanted to ask you something."

Nick didn't listen to their conservation. He had glimpsed Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey in the crowd. Another strange dude. Since I came here, I met too many real character. He looks pissed. I mean, more than usual. He was talking to a girl. Well, probably insulting the girl to be fair.

"... Swimming tonight ?"

The raven-haired lad turned his attention towards Colton.

"No thanks." he replied when he had guessed the question. "I'm not very... at ease when there are so many people watching me."

His friend smiled.

"Of course."

* TheSavior is online *

* Abeautifulwomen is online *

* Imagenius is online *

< Imagenius : yo ! Day was booooring. How was yours ? >

< TheSavior : Same as usual. Couldn't wait to be back in my flat >

< Abeautifulwomen : Mine was fine. I don't actually leav my flat. Lucky me ! >

< Imagenius : Btw guys there is something up in my college. I heard ppl sayin a big hunt started. Don't know what that meant but they were very excited. Apparently, the prey is one of a kind ! >

< Abeautifulwomen : Funny. Do you think they hunt human ? >

< TheSavior : I'm sure they're talkin abut a treasure hunt or smthg. We shuld play. >

< Imagenius : Nah Sav it was about a real person. They want him but idk why. Maybe he did something wrong. Beauty yu didnt hear anythg from your boss friend ? >

< Abeautifulwomen : He doesnt control every college in the country duh. Last time he called he was very very very very very angry :3 I got a dick pick thanks to that ! >

< Imagenius : You really are gay. >

< Abeautifulwomen : I told yu im a girl >

< TheSavior : Come play and stop the chichat. Wdc abut a fke hunt nor ur fke dick pick >

< Imagenius : Aye sir >

< Abeautifulwomen : Aye sir >

To be continued

Tadaa. Something is going on in the community, but what could it be ?! I can only tell you Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey will have a lot of work to do. Liam is in a happy bubble, but you know me, it won’t last long.

And welcome Nick. He has been a steady presence in the background since the beginning, so he earned his own pov. He’s on a group chat with two other people... Maybe you’ll be able to guess who they are ;)

#the college society #cs #Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey #Liam #Nick #weight gain #stuffing #mention of beer #A lot of food #Some strangers #What is happening ?#Chapter 4 #Part 1

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wtfdavidsvlogs · 5 years

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Not here...Not now (D.D)

Warnings: talks of naked bodies, nudes, swearing, dirty talk, sexting,

Requested: Anon said

You're supposed to meet with David after work at his place and he's been so busy with work lately you've been getting impatient. You show up, he's not there. You text to see where he is. He says he had to film with Jason driving around cause Jasons memory card broke. Annoyed but feeling flirty you step out of your comfort zone and start sending him pictures.

Gif by: @allthesepurplelights

I was finally on my way home. Thank the Lord. I seriously couldn’t have gotten out of that office quicker. I work in a tax office as a receptionist. I know worlds most boring fucking job ever. But it pays very well and money is not boring. Anyway, I was finally on my way to Davids place because we had previously agreed to stay in and just hang out. The two of us. We’ve both so busy with our work that we set aside tonight for us. I stop the car in the driveway after being let into the gate. I grab my bag, jacket, and my keys and make my way inside. I unlock the glass door and proceed to take off my glossy heather grey heels. I hang my keys on the hook and carry my bag to lay it down on the pool table.

“David! I’m home, baby!” I said excitedly. I waited a couple seconds for a response from him and nothing.

“David?!” I yell again while walking around the house. Confused, I decide to text him asking where he is.

You: Where are u?

It took him a while to text back with an excuse. I don’t want to sound petty and jealous but we set this day aside specifically.

David❤️: Holy shit, baby! I’m so sorry. I totally forgot. I had to film with Jason cause his memory card broke. I’m coming back right now.

“Aw man!” I yelled into the empty house. I knew he’d try and get here as soon as possible but it sucked that he wasn’t now. He does everything for me I should just be glad that he is trying. Some guys don’t but he does. As I start to trap myself in thinking about amazing my boyfriend is, an idea passed through my frustrated mind. Maybe he isn’t here, but I can sure as hell make him wish he was. I’ve been with this kid for 3 years, I know what it takes to ya know...get things started. I grab one of his shirts and my black lace panties. I throw my hair up and go to the mirror with my phone in hand. An outfit like this is sure to drive him nuts. I lift up the side of the shirt closest to the mirror and lean on my one leg to make my ass look big. I snap the picture and send it his way. This is revenge. He can never control himself when it comes to me no matter the time or the place.

Davids Pov

I felt awful. I know how long she’s been looking forward to our night and I ruined it. I told Jason the situation and he understood. He started to drive me back home which we were thirty minutes away from. When I suddenly get a picture sent to me from Y/N. I open my phone to see her in the big mirror with my shirt on and black underwear on.

“Jesus Christ.” I said quietly while choking on my tongue. She was gonna torture me in the car, over text message, with Jason in the car. She knows exactly how to fuck with me in that way and she knows I can’t control what happens down there when that time comes. I bite my lip and look to Jason who is too focused on the road to notice this. My fingers fly across the keyboard.

You: 1 image attachment

David❤️: Baby, not here...not now

Your Pov

It was working. I had this idea to start sending videos of me slowly taking off articles of clothing. I pressed record while doing different poses and stuff I then proceed to take off my panties and drop them on the floor. This was gonna kill him inside. But it wasn’t done there. I sent the video and felt absolutely no regret.

David pov

A video?! God this girl was trying to get me killed. I opened it while scooting a bit further back and raising my phone closer to my face. I press play and see her in the mirror still doing different poses amd she then uses one hand to remove her underwear and drop them on the ground. My jaw is practically on the floor. I watch the 9 second video over and over again to make sure what I’m seeing is real. I throw my head back whispering curse words to myself. I look back to my keyboard. This was starting and I couldn’t stop it.

David❤️: Stop. Now. I’m in a small car with Jason right now.

You: I bet this is killing you inside and you haven’t even seen me yet..

You: Dirty thoughts

She decided to send a video holding up the shirt passed her uncovered boobs. Exposing herself to me completely. I took a sip of water now sweat was running down places trying to keep myself contained. Oh my god this little bitch took it all off. She twirled around and shook her ass and ran off camera.

Your pov

I think I got my point across. In the last video I decided to shake my ass at the camera a little bit because David is and always has been, an ass man. That for sure drove him over the edge. I put my clothes back on because Davids guys friends would be arriving any second. I invited them over so that when David did get home he wouldn’t be able to get his hands on me. That would be the ultimate tease. A picture with these guys in mirror I was just naked in. I waited for them to arrive and literally in minutes they all did. I yelled hello and ushered them all inside. I greeted people and said hello to everyone. I suggested that we all take a picture in the mirror. I crouch down while the rest of them hold up peace signs or blessing positions. This was going to kill him.

Davids pov

One last picture I hoped. I open my phone to Y/N in the mirror with the guys. They had no idea what she was just doing. Now they are all going to be there when I get back so I will have to wait hours to get to her completely. She is the devil in an angels suit. She was the ultimate punisher. I inhale through my nose as we finally reached my house the driveway filled with cars. I walked in to all of the guys chilling and talking to one another some of them talking to Y/N. She gasped and got up slowly from her seat but came over to give me a kiss.

“Hi.” She said to me quietly. I looked at her up nd down. She looked like she had never done anything bad in her life. An innocent little snowflake but I was the only one that really knew how wrong that was. i touched her hip and pulled her a bit closer.

“I. Will deal with you later.” I growled in her ear. She shivered at the sound of me. Knowing I have that effect on her gives me such a power rush. She walks away from me swaying her hips back and forth in the process. God the things I was going to do to her. The night went on and we exchanged glances from time to time. When Zane was the last to leave Y/N shut the door behind him. I waited by sitting on the edge of the pool couch. She turned around and found me. She discarded her jacket.

“What now?” She said wrapping her arms around my neck. I stand up and I grab her ass so that she she can straddle me in the air. She wraps her little legs around me.

“Now, it’s my turn to tease you to death, and I won’t be going easy on you either.” I said into her ear. Her head leaned back as if she was gaining pleasure from me just talking to her like that.

“Is that a threat or a promise?” She said pecking my lips. I carry her into my room and throw her on the bed.

“You left me in a car trapped with Jason with all of these videos and pictures of you teasing me out of my mind which left me with the worst blue ball I’ve ever had and you have the audacity to ask me if I’m threatening you or promising this?” I said to her. She batted her thick lashes at me and looked up with her sparkling Y/E/C eyes. “Let’s just say...you’ll feel this tomorrow.”

Wow that took so much longer than I had originally thought. wow i hope you enjoyed anon!!

#david dobrik smut #david dobrik blurb #reader x david dobrik #david dobrik x reader #david dobrik fanfiction #david dobrik imagines #david dobrik imagine #davids vlogs #david dobrik #jason nash #zane hijazi

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imagine-loki · 5 years

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Choice

TITLE: Choice CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One Shot AUTHOR: inspired-snowflace

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki assisting his partner in a series of quests to let her see her sister once more in the Underworld. Whilst there, Hades and Persephone offer her a chance to revive one person from the dead. Loki’s thoughts immediately go to Frigga but he knows his love will choose her sister, leading to heartache. RATING: Teen NOTES/WARNINGS: I know that it should be Odin considering Norse mythology but consider this as a crossover of Greek mythology!!!! (You will see why… Also, I hate Odin). Do leave a review!!! Pro tip : read my fic bracelet before this to increase the feels. Enjoy !!! Also, Mentions of death

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You had done it. You knew that you had done well as you stood alongside Loki, your boyfriend, in front of Hades and his wife, Persephone. Actually, the Lord of the Underworld had given you a task a few months ago, that could only be achieved through your knowledge of magic. You had asked a single thing in exchange- to see your dead sister. Many years ago, the same magic had killed her, the only one who believed in it.

You hadn’t seen her in years. But today, however, you were sure you would see her as Hades hum of approval mixed with the gurgling of the river Styx behind you.

“Thank you. You have done me a favor and have earned your reward.” Hades bellowed in a voice that seemed to come directly from his throat.

Your eyes twinkled as a servant brought the soul of your sister. You glanced at Loki who was smiling. He wasn’t too happy to be in the Underworld but he still smiled. Even though tears flew down your cheeks, you were grinning and with a look at the couple seated on the throne, you ran towards your sister’s soul and greeted her. She looked exactly like herself, except she was white and hazy, as if she was made out of smoke. You started to peck her on the forehead and cheeks, to the best ability you could kiss a soul. You told your sister everything about yourself and asked her about her afterlife. She smiled and glanced back at Loki when you mentioned that he was your lover. During this conversation you apologised to her a million times for her accidental death. No, that was a lie. You apologised to her a BILLION times. She forgived you with a smile while caressing your hair.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Persephone whisper something in Hades’ ear. He nodded and made a low cough sound in his throat to get your attention. You stood up and moved back, thinking that he meant to imply that it was time for you to go. You stood diagonally in front of Loki.

“Persephone is moved by your love for your sister and she has suggested to me that I should allow you to revive one soul from the dead. And I do wish to let you know that I accept her suggestion.” Hades said.

Loki’s POV :

Revive? Revive someone from the dead? Mother? Frigga? I looked at Y/N with hope. She glanced back at me with excitement bubbling in her eyes and I knew what that look meant. The radiance in me dimmed drastically but I still smiled at her. I hope she didn’t notice the broken smile. Ofcourse, she was going to revive her sister. And why should she not? She had risked her life to see her sister. I can only wonder what she will not do to make her heart beat again. Should I ask her to revive Frigga?? She would gladly do that for me. But is it right?? She was the one who risked her life. No!! but I want Frigga back so badly!! No Loki. Dont put her in an awkward situation. She deserves this. She gave me a look as the energy in her eyes changed. What was that? Understanding? But why? Before I could ask her she turned and went ahead to speak to her sister. She spoke something is a voice too low for me to hear. Her sister grinned and nodded vigorously probably at the thought of being revived back to life.

Y/N moved back and calmly said “How?”

“Well, just think of the person who you want revived” Hades replied. His voice was really irritating.

Y/N closed her eyes and thought hard, putting all her energy into it.

Persephone seemed slightly suprised as she asked “Y/N, are you sure?”

‘Ofcourse lady. You saw her affection minutes ago. Ofcourse she is sure.’ I thought.

Y/N smiled and nodded.

“Fine. Tell me the place and date.” Hades said. Man, his voice was really irritating.

“On the Rainbow bridge in Asgard. On 17th December.” She replied so quickly it seemed that she had revised this reply a hundred times before.

However, the date was caught my attention more. It was a week away. But, that was my birthday!!! Great!!! So Y/N even forgot my birthday. The selfishness started to take over me. So not only had I lost a chance to revive my mother but Y/N wasn’t going to even spent my birthday with me. A day I wished to have her all to myself.

Third POV :

You smiled happily at your idea. You had talked with your sister and decided to revive Frigga instead of her. She assured you that she didn’t even want to come back to the mortal world. She somehow seemed to know everything about Loki and Frigga and had supported your idea.

“She will appear in the morning on the place and date mentioned by you.” Hades explained.

Before you left the Underworld, you asked Hades, “She wont have any problems to come back or after coming back?”

“Dear, that is a promise.”

That is the last you heard of Persephone’s voice along with her sweet smile which gave you the feeling that a flower had just blossomed. The next thing you saw was you and Loki standing on the Rainbow bridge with the palace of Asgard in view. You dragged Loki along with you smiling and glancing back every two seconds. However, you did very well notice that he was trying to cover up his broken smile with a genuine one.

“There is so much to be done. So many preparations to be made!!” you said to Loki.He didnt reply.

Once entering the palace you did EVERYTHING in your power to make the palace look more beautiful than it already was. And when you say everything, you are not to be underestimated. You could see the same pained expression in Loki’s eyes no matter how hard he tried to cover up with a smile. Loki did feel you went overboard when you tended to Friggas garden making pretty little flowers blossom again. Persephone did seem to help you in that arena. He felt sad but never voiced it accross to you. He liked seeing the garden so beautiful once again.

However, his beeaking point reached the limit when he saw you clean up Frigga’s own room. She shared a room with Odin but also had a room to herself. The doors had been closed for so many years. You cleaned up everything, even changed the sheets and dusted everything. Loki was first shocked to see the doors open. But seeing you clean everything made his blood boil.

“Enough Y/N!!!”

You looked back at him and climbed down the ladder you had climbed before rushing over to him. A neutral look on your face.

“Enough of this cleaning! This decorating! Who gave you the permission to open up mother’s chambers? You are preparing day in and day out as if it was the most important day in Asgard.” He screamed bitterly with emphasis on words he found appropriate.

Your face still remained neutral as you walked past him to god knows where.

Great!!! He had finally let his anger get to him and ruin your mood. He would convince you later on. But even you should understand!!! That you just can’t change that room whatsoever. He looked into the room and saw the cresent moons that hung from the ceiling were polished and shiny again. Momentarily, he considered returning the room to its original state but the idea of Frigga’s presence made him delay it. And like that seven days had passed. With you cleaning the palace and preparing for a grand celebration. Loki did apologise for his behaviour but you seemed rather unfazed about the whole ordeal.

Loki was the first to wake up with you shortly afterwards. You just pecked his lips as he caressed your cheek before you ran away to prepare yourself for welcoming the awaited one. He sighed as he saw you run into the bathroom. So you really had forgotten his birthday. You didn’t even wish him. Was your mind so preoccupied that even a simple greeting failed to escape your lips? Not to lie, he did feel a bit jealous of your sister. He felt that she was stealing away you from him. These thoughts constantly kept his mind occupied and he was now standing on the rainbow bridge staring into the horizon.

You had somehow even convinced Thor into coming here. That is, if convincing him was a difficult task. You just had to make puppy eyes and you could even get away for stabbing him. Loki kept smiling every time you stole a look at him but he felt a storm brewing in his heart. And to those who don’t know- That is NOT a good sign. The selfishness just surged through him no matter how many times he reminded himself that you were happy and that was all that mattered. He momentarily considered injuring himself to get your attention. Thor went inside for some reason promising you that he will be back in just a moment after finishing some impending work.

Suddenly, you both saw something glimmer at the end of the golden bridge. The face was not clear but It was seemingly made out of smoke same as your sister, only taller and more golden. A huge grin spread on your face as you gave Loki a quick hug. The smoke slowly shifted forth till it took the form of a body and yet it was quite hazy. But with every step it became clear as if it was on the transition from a soul to a body. You muttered something about Thor missing it. But Loki was too mesmerised to reply. As he watched on, he saw the haze turn into a middle aged woman, wearing a purple colour silk dress and that smile… That smile!!! No way!!! It just couldnot be… Frigga?? He thought. He glanced towards you and your eyes were intently fixed on him rather than the miracle unfolding in front of your eyes. You started to turn hazy in his sight and he wondered whether this was a wishful dream? But he realised that the hazyness was due to the tears welling up in his eyes.You smiled at him and went on your tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Happy Birthday, my baby.” You said while holding his hands letting your thumbs caress his knuckles. Moving away you signalled towards Frigga and said “Don’t you wanna give her a hug?”

As if on cue, Loki ran towards his mother, whose misty-ness had disappeared just now and enveloped his arms completely around her, lifting her clean off the feet and with a twirl landing her down. They laughed together for the moment. But then there was a 180 degree turnaround. Loki fell to his knees, crying and apologising numerous times for whatever had happened and his careless behaviour. Frigga helped him up through his shoulders placing a fond kiss on his forehead.

“Now you are a true king” you heard Frigga say.

“Mother, I am no king.” Loki said intertwined with the last sniffles of the earlier cries.

“Oh Loki… You never really understood what we meant, did you? A king is someone who keeps the people around him- his family, his subjects happy. It was never really about a golden throne. It is indeed a suprise that your brother understood this before you did.”

Loki smiled as the truth dawned on him and he locked eyes with you. He need not say anything- You understood how he felt. With Frigga standing directly in front of you, you saw how pretty she really was. An aura radiated off her. Frigga glanced at Loki waiting for a formal introduction of who you are.

But before he could say anything, he heard a bellowing “Mother!!!”. If he hadn’t been so happy he would have rolled his eyes.

“Oh, Thor!!” Frigga exclaimed before he lifted her and twirled her around, the same as Loki did.

Loki and you again locked eyes again, briefly this time and you saw that Loki wanted to say something but the words never came out.

“Mother, how is this possible??” Thor exclaimed, though he didn’t really care much as long as he got to see his mother.

“Oh Thor, you oaf!!” Loki said rolling his eyes. On a much softer note he added “It seems we owe lady Y/N an eternal favor.”

“So Y/N is her name?” Frigga questioned.

“Yes My Queen. My name is Y/N L/N.” you said.

Frigga looked like she wanted to say something but Loki interrupted her.

“Mother, she is Y/N. I am courting her.” You saw how shyly and boyishly Loki said the second line.“Y/N, this is my mother and Queen of Asgard, Frigga.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you, my Queen.” You said bowing slighty.

“Dear, do you even refer to my sons with their titles?” Frigga said. You froze. Oh shit!! Were you even supposed to refer them by their titles?

“I… actually… umm….”

The three of them laughed at your sudden discomfort.

“Awww… Dear Y/N, being courted by the God of Mischief I thought you would get that one.”

“Y/N, you should really stop hanging out with my oaf of a brother. I am afraid you are becoming dumb like him.”

“Loki” Frigga said and playfully smacked his shoulder.

Frigga stepped forward and cupped your face “Dear, call me Frigga or since you are Loki’s lover, call me mother. If you are comfortable with that. Ok?” You nooded with a slight blush.

“Mother, by the way, she was the one who revived you from the dead.” Loki said.

Frigga raised her eyebrows and asked “is that true, beloved Y/N?” again you just nodded.

“For that I am most thankful.”

“Really, lady Y/N we cannot thank you enough for this blessing. But how?”

You exhaled. “I revived your mother instead of my sister.”

The truth suddenly dawned on Loki. That is why Persephone asked you whether you were sure! That is why you mentioned his birthdate! That is why you were preparing the entire palace! That is why you opened Friggas room!! It was all a choice you made!!!

You were teary eyed but Frigga placed a warm hand on your shoulder, “Come on now, Let us all go inside and converse. You don’t plan to stand outside the whole day, do you?”

The four of you went inside with Thor and Loki telling their mother everything between the sun and earth that she missed. There was laughing too, as Thor and Loki constantly told her embarassing events about each other. There were flowers on the floor which were laid to welcome Frigga. You all directly headed to her room. Outside Thor paused for a moment telling the guard to annouce in the whole of Asgard that their Queen has returned. He also asked the guard to send a message to Odin and was discussing the details.

Meanwhile, Loki, Frigga and you entered her chambers and Frigga asked you to sit beside her. Suddenly noticing your boots, Frigga said “Oh! Are you a Midgardian?”

You immediately remembered what had happened to Jane when Odin came to know that she was a Midgardian. Thor had told you about everything. Tensed and breaking into cold sweat, you didn’t reply. From the corner of the eye, you saw Loki was equally tensed since he didnt really know his mothers view on Midgardians.

Frigga looked up to Loki and smiled genuinely, “You and your brother sure have an eye for Midgardians!” Loki smiled shyly and your tension slowly ebbed away.

“After all, they are so pretty and smart.” Thor chose to add the moment he entered.

Loki rolled his eyes but you could see the hint of a smile on his face.

“…But I do have powers.” You said, your insecurity still biting you.

Before Frigga could say anything, Loki added “Yes mother, she can do magic just like us. She is also very strong. Once, she even lifted Thors beloved, oh-so-powerful hammer!!”

“Brother!!! That was only once.”

“If once then a million times” Loki boasted proudly but Frigga just laughed.

They stopped their bickering and you three fixed your eyes on her.

“Oh my dears, it is nothing. I am laughing because I really did miss all of this. And I must add here Y/N, that you must be very precious to Loki for this is the first time I have seen him defend and boast about someone other than his own self.” Frigga said after her laughter died.

You and Loki went red as a rose. Momentarily, It seemed like a competition of who could turn colour the most.

But Loki won the competition with Thor’s next sentence accompanied with his wiggling eyebrows- “Brother, so when are you getting married to lady Y/N? and on the night of the marriage—”

His words were cut short by Loki screaming Thor’s name and Loki started to chase Thor through the corridor. You glanced at them and then the grinning Frigga.

Without a warning Frigga started, “Y/N, I know that I thanked you for bringing me back to life but there is something more precious you have gifted me- Loki’s happiness. He seems genuinely happy when he is with you. I remember Loki as a child, he loved to listen to love stories and all those happy endings. He used to say, ‘Mother, one day will I also fall in love and live happily ever after?’ “. You noted that here Frigga became slightly grim. "But when he realised that he was a frostgiant, he started to note how the villain always lost and convinced himself that he was doomed to the same fate. He considered himself a monster that did not deserve a ‘happily ever after’. After Odin sentenced him to prison, I went to visit him. I tried to be cheerful and told him that I was going to the library and I could bring something he needed from there. He asked me to do a favor and burn all the romance novels right in front of his eyes.

‘Mother, you lied to me! You told me that even I would find a happy ending… but no. Not I. Why is it mother that everyone finds happiness, everyone finds love, EXCEPT ME? It seems that nature has a personal grudge against me. But mother atleast you should not given me false hope!’

‘Loki, I didnt give you false hope…’

‘Oh really,mother? Lets just drop the drama shall we? Who do you think will fall in love with me? Look at what I am? Look mother! It is not your son! It is a failure, a lonely monster, someone who lost to a measly race, someone who was always deemed to remain in the shadows of his glorious brother! But know that I will not kneel, not beg to find love’. ”

Frigga said reminiscing. You had tears in your eyes but so did Frigga.

“I really felt like I had failed as a mother that day. I used to feel so helpless to see him cry himself to sleep every night. He used to keep an illusion but I could still see through it. And now he has that happy ending. With you. Thank you for being my son’s saviour. But…”

Oh no!! There was the word you dreaded, the word of non acceptance and of rejection- “But…”

“….But I fear he can’t really have a happy ending. I think he was right about that part. And trust me my dear it pains me as much to say this. If you do get married to him, I am afraid you won’t be able to bear his child. A mortal, even with superpowers at that, won’t be able to give birth to a half frost giant child. Either you will die or the baby or both… I am so sorry, dearest Y/N, I wish-“

Frigga froze. The sudden pause make you look up at her and after following her gaze you saw…. LOKI!!!

OH SHIT!!! You were praying that he hadn’t heard what was being said. But the tears in his eyes told you otherwise. Coming fully into view from behind the door, his face screamed clearly- “I heard everything you said.” You wanted to say something. Anything!! That could cheer Loki up. But you sat there as still as a painting.

“Brother, remove these chains around my legs now, will you? I promise I won’t speak to lady Y/N about-” Thor said running to the chamber with his feet and hands wrapped in chains. But seeing your solemn faces he stopped midway realising something was wrong.

“Yes, brother, I surely will. But could you do me a favor in return? Can you remove the chains around my neck too? Or rather could you just tighten them so they can take my life away peacefully and not choke me every moment I live?” Thor looked confused at these words but Loki was just staring at you.

Frigga had tears flowing down her eyes but you just sat there holding your breath like a perfect painting. Loki turned to march outside Frigga’s chambers. The moment your eye contact broke you snapped out of your daydream. You looked at Frigga for help but she had given up already. You got up to ran behind Loki but he was gone. He was not even in the corridor! You turned back to look at Thor and told him that if you required help you would send a telepathy message to him. You immediately sent a telepathy asking him to take care of Frigga. He nodded.

You quickly ran from the room frantically searching for Loki. You tried to ask the guards but that ended in a dead-end due to Loki’s invisibility. Your throat was burning from screaming his name non stop but you couldnt care less. You had to reach to him and you had to do it NOW. You checked everywhere- the kitchen, your bedroom, the secret passages but there was no sign of him. Then you remembered- the garden. Ofcourse!! He would go to Frigga’s garden. He had spent quite a lot time there lately and you were sure he would be there.

You quickly teleported to the garden, leviating to prevent any twigs from cracking and giving you away. Indeed, you spotted him sitting amongst the rose bushes on a bench with his legs held closely to his chest by his hands and tears flowing like a waterfall. He sensed the presence of your magic though.

“Go away.” He whispered hoarsely.

You sighed audibly and sat down beside him. The place provided a picturesque view of the fountain ahead as the roses overwhelmed your nasal nerves. The place would be perfect for a beautiful after morning if not for the situation. You didn’t look towards Loki. Not just yet. But then he suddenly encased your body in his strong arms, almost knocking you behind. You slowly started to caress his hair and waited for him to speak even though you knew what exactly was the problem. Between sobs you heard what he managed to put out despite the burn in his entire body, including his throat-

“Pretty Y/N, Why does it always have to be me? Why am I burdened with all the bad luck in the whole of nine realms? What did I do wrong, Y/N, What? I got a girl better than anything that I deserve, my mother had come back to life, I was planning to propose you for marriage, my life was perfect for just this one moment. Y/N, why did even that had to be taken away from me? I am that UNDESERVING of love? Of happiness? Y/N,if I am to lead a life under these burdens, then why am I shown the beacon of hope? WHY Y/N, WHY?”

“Loki…” was all you managed out at first. The sincerity in his words made everything hurt more, if that was possible.

For his sake, you choked the words out-

“Loki… I dont have the answer to all of your questions. But I will do tell you answer to questions asked or not. You are deserving of every drop of love that fall on your precious body and so, so, so much more.. And you will not have anything taken from you, not me, not your mother, not Thor… not in this moment atleast. And know that I love you with all my heart and am going to spend the rest of my life with you, whether you approve of it or not. And I know that you love me back equally, if not more. Also, about bearing your child. Loki, we are sorcerers, one of our task in itself is making the impossible, possible. We have enough time. We can figure out something. We WILL figure out something.” Even though tears were rolling down your cheeks, you cupped his face and kissed his forehead.

Loki started to talk again slighty calmer than before. “Y/N, you know what mother had said was true. After I discovered my true heritage,I thought of avenging myself on my lover. I always thought that if a woman ever made the mistake of falling in love with me I would break her heart into a million pieces. I wished to inflict the same heartbreak that was inflicted on me by everyone I trusted and cared about. I promised myself to never kneel, to never beg in front of her. But-“

Loki went on his knees and connected the sole of your feet with his palms and slightly gripping your heels to prevent you from flinching away. He then rested his forehead on your knees halfway through talking.

“But Y/N, I stand as a beggar at you feet. Kneeling, utterly at your mercy. Y/N, please grant me the pleasure of you company, the luxury of feeling your love. For surely, love is a luxury to me. Please accept my love for you too. Please swear your vows of eternal faith to me. Y/N, I might be a prince, but infront of you I am nothing. But I will accept the title of a prince for that will make you what you truly deserve to be- a princess. And I will find a way to enable you to bear my children without being hurt.” He started sobbing again and you feel that in the of the cloth warmth near your knees.

“I dont know how you were meant to be with a failure, a monster like me, but Y/…Y/N please, please, whatever you do dont leave me.. don’t let me drop deep down that dark abyss again. Please, Y/N, please make this choice.”

You would have been convinced that a paralysis had struck you, had you not been able to hear your heartbeats in your ears.

“Oh Loki!!! I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!” You said flailing your arms around him causing him to fall on his back. You exchanged a passionate and fierce kiss before pulliing away to be able to breathe.

“I love you too Y/N”

“Lets go back to the castle, your brother and mother will be waiting for us!!”

Yoou and Loki walked back to the castle, his hand gripping yours tightly; for in this one moment, he had found his ‘happily ever after’….

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