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seal-berry · 3 months
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after sitting on the finale for a bit i can say that season was some musical theater genius and the next seasons could literally shit the bed and we will still always have this beautiful little eight episode chestnut. Would watch the broadway show
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blues824 · 5 months
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ASDFGHJLLCNDLWMSNSCJJDLWKEMAMAMXNCBCJDJAOWIRJDKDK IM SO EXCITED FOR FLUFF-CEMBER OMGGGGGG!!!!!
(also, Lowkey so flattered that you consider me a ✨mutual✨ because you are an INCREDIBLE fanfic writer~)
Okay, so, Hear 👏 Me 👏 Out 👏! The Scarabia Boys and maybe Ruggie (or one of the other boys from the savannah) for prompt 28..... But what if it was reversed???? Because I'm someone that's from an area that has really cold and long winters, so I'm pretty good at spotting or catching myself on black ice..... But these guys from hot desert areas??? I just /know/ they haven't gotten used to the ice and snow yet-
But I'm just spit balling! Feel free to stick to the original, cuz it's still pretty cute!! Can't wait to read all the beautiful, adorable, amazing fics that come from this event!!!! Make sure not to overwhelm yourself or get burnt out. Take plenty of breaks and remember we can always wait an extra day or two lol 💋✨💋💕💖💘❤️🥰😍🥳🌹🫶🫰🌹🥴
I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WRITING AND I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU DOOOOOOOOOO~~
Of course!!! You’ve commented on a few of my works, so I figured you might like to be included in the event lol. Also, I would be in their shoes, because I am from a hot desert area lol.
You requested: Being Caught Slipping on Ice [Reversed]
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Ruggie Bucchi
He had absolutely no idea what he was thinking, being on the ice. This man has a vice grip on your arms as you both go to Sam’s Shop. The sidewalk and grass have become icy because it has been raining for the past few days, and the temperature has dropped significantly. Savanaclaw isn’t this cold, and he’s bundled up pretty well.
There was one spot that was a tad wet, still frozen in ice, and he wasn’t paying attention. You felt him let go of your arm, and you turned to see that he was falling backwards. Worried about him hitting his head, you quickly slid on your knees so that his head would land in your lap.
“Is it just me, or did an angel come down and save me?”
Real smooth, bro. You rolled your eyes and smiled, making sure that he was alright and helping him back up, going to place a kiss on his cheek which made him smile. He reciprocates by moving just in time for you to accidentally land it on his lips, and he snickered as you rolled your eyes once again.
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Kalim Al-Asim
His homeland is literally the Scalding Sands. If you think he knows how to handle snow, you would be mistaken. However, he has a very positive outlook on it. It’s a free Slip-n’-Slide, or he gets to be a penguin sliding on his stomach. When it comes to having to walk, however, he is at a loss. One step and he’s already fallen. He needs one of those walkers that people use when skating.
Watching you walk across the black ice so easily made him feel so amazed, and he thought that if he copied you exactly, he would be fine. He was wrong, and he fell back almost immediately. Before he hit the ground, however, he felt an arm wrap around his waist. He looked up to find you, with a worried look on your face.
“Thank you, Y/N! You saved me!”
The smile on his face made any memory of scolding him dissipate as you made sure that he was steady. You then taught him how to properly walk on the black ice, as there was a particular method to it. Making sure your body was straight and stepping down so that the sole of your foot was flat against the ground, and it was weird to get used to, but at least he didn’t fall more than he did.
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Jamil Viper
His homeland is the Scalding Sands as well. However, he knows how to handle snow more than Kalim does. He was prepared when he got accepted into NRC. But, nothing could prepare him for the ice that forms on the grass and on the sidewalks. After all, his sports training takes place in a gymnasium, so the temperature is warm and controlled by a thermostat. 
So, when he invited you to come play on an outside basketball court, you laughed when he realized that it had a bit of ice on the ground. Because you used to live somewhere with a cold climate, you were familiar with playing a certain way so that you wouldn’t slip and fall. He was not, and after a few moments, he slipped. Luckily, you slid behind him so that you could hold him up.
“Thank you, Y/N. I guess I have not acclimated quite yet to the ice…” He said, a bit embarrassed.
You shrugged and said it was all alright, and that you could do it because you lived somewhere cold. You taught him how to walk and run on the ice, and that he needed to have his hands out of his pockets at all times so he could catch himself. It was good advice even if it wasn’t freezing outside, as you never knew when you would fall.
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damiianismwayne · 7 months
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jason: welcome to mcdonalds what may i get for you
tim: YURRRRRRR
jason: oh my gosh...
jason: 12.78
tim: wait what happened.
jason: 12.78
tim: i aint even order yet big bro
jason: TWELVE SEVENTY EIGHT. PULL TO THE WINDOW
tim: wha uh- well le- let me get a- a double western bacon chee-
jason: YES YES YES THE DOUBLE WESTERN BACON CHEESE BURGER WITH EXTRA BARBECUE SAUCE WITH 3 TENDERS 2 RANCH 2 BARBECUE SAUCES WHY IS YOU PLAYING TIMOTHY WAYNE DRAKE
tim: well damn why baba how u know its me ??
jason: YOU THE ONLY PERSON COMIN' IN MY DRIVE THRU SAYING YURRRRRR AT TWO FIFTY FIVE PM AND I CAN SMELL THAT CHEAP ASS ROSS COLOGNE
tim: ey ey u good baba u need a raise but yeah lemme get that uhhhh
tim:
tim: and a chocolate shake
tim: yeah lemme get a chocolate shake
tim: u know what a chocolate shake is since u know everythin' ?
tim: yeah let me-
jason: TIMOTHY IF YOU DONT BRING YOUR MF ASS TO THE WINDOW AND STOP PLAYING WITH ME I JUST CLOCKED IN AND YOU LACTOSE INTOLERANT YOU DONT DRINK NO MILK
stephanie: whats your secret talent?
damian: i can build a 600 piece lego set in under 3 minutes
dick: i can kick myself in the forehead
tim: this is the coolest sh*t ever i guarantee not a lot of yall can do this i can eat an apple in 3 bites like swear to god yall give me an apple right now ill devour it in 3 bites
[from the other side fanfic]
damian: thats yo man?!
jonathan:
al ghul: thats my mans!
damian: should i exit rn?
al ghul: wait but why u gotta exit-? why cant u make this like a 3 way thing?
damian: WOOOOOOOOW I DO NOT PARTAKE IN SUCH ACTIVITES AT ALL
jason as robin: haha I CAN FINALLY LEAVE!! HEAVEN IM COMING TO SEE YOU
jason:
jason as red hood: IM BACK IN THE FUCKING GOTHAM CITY AGAIN??? OH. MY. GOD.
tim: british people be like-
jason: its chewsday innit?
tim: british ppl seeing spiderman be like-
jason: peetah pahkah???
tim: british people be like-
jason: can i get a baao o wa her?
tim: british people get mad and be like-
jason: ARE YOU FAHKING SCHREWPID
tim: british people getting stabbed be like-
jason: hey there mate. bit rude to put that knife in me chest innit
dick: bombastic blank criminal offensive blank
duke: OH NO DICK DID YOU GET A TIKTOK SAYING ?!!!
duke: ANSWER IT CAREFULLY CUZ IF U DONT...U DIE
dick: bombastic uhhhhhh
duke: DICK LOOK IM GIVIN U A HINT
dick:
dick: OHHHHH
dick: bombastic eyebrow ! criminal offensive eyebrow!
duke: DICK NOOOOOO
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blakeshaw-oracle · 1 year
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HEY BESTIE it’s me the anon that always gushes abt the fanfic updates to you <3 I saw you post on Twitter that you’re gonna make a post abt your thoughts on the Kiss and Tell update/fic and I CANT WAIT!
The last update was so cute!!!! The bunny and Al’s little get up!!!! Oh and Al was so SINCERE in trying to make Finney happy!!!! Oh I love this fic so much <3
OOP HI BESTIE ^^
We're just gonna pretend that I'm not writing this at 4 in the morning, right? Okay! So yes, the update--
I was not expecting it to take such a wholesome turn tbh. BUT I LOVED IT SO MUCH!! The little private magic show that Al put on for Finney was absolutely fucking adorable. The fact that Al made sure to set everything up for him and put so much thought into whether or not he'd like it 🥺💕 You can definitely tell that he really wanted Finney to appreciate it!!!
THEN-- Don't get me started on the fucking bunny!! The fact that Finney was so touched by the gift that he STARTED CRYINGGGG!!! He was never allowed petsss!!!! AND AL WAS WORRIED THAT HE DIDN'T LIKE IT!!!! Then Finney WILLINGLY just hugs him after!!! And when Al said that he picked out one that reminded him of Finney, I was sent over the deep end!!! 😩😭 /pos
Finney really is just a sensitive little guy; I fucking love him!! You can really see that the affects that Finney has on Al are starting to significantly influence the way the man treats him. He's slowly allowing Finney more freedom (well, what can be considered "freedom" at this stage). I can't wait to see how that's going to factor into the story as it progresses and Finney makes more attempts at seducing Al 👀
If I could marry a fanfic, I would propose on the spot.
- εϊз
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hyunjinspark · 2 years
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I can't stress enough how sad I am i cant read your works for the first time again. Like yes I can reread them but it's not the SAME. The feelings are still allover the place but there was just something special about reading it all for the first time qwq
I can't even explain how hyped I get with new starlist updates AHHDKSNDM your writing is literally so stunning and with all your attention to details in your works I swear I could die happy reading the things you wrote. It might seem like much but I find you as a writer I admire a lot and I really wish I could write as well as you one day. Also can not wait for any future projects of yours that might cOME!! be it a new fanfic or even a written book you once mentioned bc I know I would enjoy every word of it.
BUT NOW TO RANT ABOUT THE CHAOTER BC I HAVENT SENT A SINGLE ASK EVER SINCE STARLOST STARTED COMING OUT AHHH I got- so unnaturally and absurdly happy when yeonjun showed up and I love love love his relationship with y/n already even if we saw a small glimpse of it. Also. Miss hana 😐 I really have no words left for her 😐 she's acting like a very very very bad friend and I hate that 😐 y/n deserves so much better istg she really needs to have a real one to one talk to hana about everything bc I feel like she's trying to somehow control her LIFE- I swear, the part where she said she had to cut off al contact with yeonjun, her best friend, bc hana said so- I was 😀😀😀 SHE WAS SO HAPPY TO SEE HIM TOO!!!
And ever since someone pointed it out in your asks, I keep noticing more and more his hyunjin always said he 'had' to go get dinner with hana. Kinda made me snicker heheh- but they're tHROUGH- And I'm 78% sure hyunjin told her he wasn't ready to date to let her down slowly or something like that bUT NOW WE CAN FOCUS MORE ON THE GROWING RELATIONSHIP OF Y/N AND HYUNJIN AND IM SO EXCITED FOR IT!!! ALSO I CANT WAIT TO SEE LIX'S REACTION TO THEIR GIFT AHHH
God this ask got so long I am so sorry
hi !! ahh what ?? thats the sweetest compliment ever. i say that in terms of my favorite books and shows so to know that you want to read it for the first time makes me feel so grateful !
im so glad i inspire you 😭 it all comes with practice and im sure you’re an amazing writer <3
all your opinions on hana are shared with my readers, don’t worry 😭 she can be a very bad friend indeed, especially when asking her to stop talking to yeonjun :( unfortunately that kind of stuff happens so much with people i know, it sucks !!
its definitely possible hyunjin said that to hana to let her down easy, but we’ll see as the story progresses :)
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gay-salt-amber · 2 years
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Yadah Staila info post 2
Dating Najma Viper, as I've established on many occasions
She has a very soft voice, almost like qiqi from genshin but not so.. dead (no pun intended)
She adds flower patches to her dresses because she hates how plain they look without them, even though her family hates that she 'ruins' the clothes
Yadah has written fanfics abt her and Najmas future, Najma has found them and saves them secretly
Whenever her and Kalim walk past each other they do the ✨flick of the wrist✨ thing
Najma will carry her around and call her 'Amirti~" In a sing-song way and it never fails to fluster her
She'd be the type to write in calligraphy for no reason besides she finds it fun
Najma gets the anime clliche of seeing pink and sparkles when she looks at her
When she asked Jamil for permisson to date Najma, Jamil looked at her with a weirded out face and went, "Go ahead..?"
Shes like a lil koala whenever Najma and her are alone
"It is way too early for this! I just wanna be in my girlfriends arms and sleep! But noooo, I cant have that, now can I?" Yadah Staila-2XXX
She doesn't like crowns because according to her, "They're too heavy and also they look so tacky"
I think her and Vil would be good friends
(I cant find it but I hope yall know what I'm talking about) Her and Najma are that tumblr post that was like, "My girlfriend manifested me a week before we met and I had been waiting for _ years, I don't mind it but why did she get express shipping while I had to wait so long??"
She often jokes that shes a princess of the flowers instead of actual people since flowers are nicer then people and they'd be much easier to rule over
Her favorite flowers are snapdragons
While staying in the Al-Asim palace for whatever reason she was in her guest room and screamed into a pillow, "WHY IS NAJMA SO PRETTY?? LIKE WHO LET HER HAIR LOOK SO GORGEOUS AND HE FACE BE SO PERFECT AND-" Then Najma chuckled from the doorway and said, "Well, I could ask you the same, Amirti." And a few minutes later, they're dating
Najma does her nails
Her and Kalim go out for coffee and talk about their partners like, "Did I show you the cute thing Ace and Jamil did the other day??" "No! But after that I need to show you this text Najma sent me!"
She does a lot of overthinking abt what Najma thinks of her, despite the fact that Najma tells her everything is ok
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darkkurenai · 1 year
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Ich habe 10.156 Mal im Jahr 2022 etwas gepostet
Das sind 1.592 more posts als 2021!
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Blogs, die ich am häufigsten gerebloggt habe:
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Ich habe 19 meiner Einträge im Jahr 2022 getaggt
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#yesss – 1 Eintrag
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Longest Tag: 66 characters
#i will do all your laundry as long as i dont have to do the dishes
Meine Top-Einträge im Jahr 2022:
#5
Crash
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#4
YOU CHANGED YOUR URL I WAS SO CONFUSED
But also congrats 🎉
AAAAh. Sorry xD yeah, that's the first time that I changed my Tumblr name, I've had it since my start here^^ I wanted the same name on all platforms so...
(I feel ya so hard, every time someone change their profile pic I'm confused. Who are you? What are you doing here.. oh wait, it's one of my mutuals, nice seeing you :D)
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#3
Took a little walk among my neighborhood, sun was shining and it was nice to be a bit outside
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#2
Made a friend :D
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Meine #1 des Jahres 2022
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@mulberrycafe Comes to your house, bring some soup for the soul and a little friend! Take care of yourself and rest!
Have some European Bumblebee, they are also super clumsy and friendly!
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Mackenzie Cant Wait to Show Everyone the Scan Photos but is Charity causing Trouble Again?
Mackenzie Boyd Fanfic.
"How's snuggles today" Mack asked as Lucy woke up.
"Snuggles is having a little kick around" laughed Lucy.
"Let me feel" said an excited Mack.
"They are only gentle ones at the minute but they will get stronger" said Lucy. "By the way I want to have another look at the scan photos they're in my bag. Pass it over please Mack."
Mack shot out of bed and got the envelope with the photo's out. "Oh my God!" shouted Mack.
"Is something wrong?" asked Lucy.
"No. I never noticed yesterday baby snuggles looks like they are sucking their thumb" said an excited Mack passing the photos to Lucy.
"You're right" laughed Lucy.
"Right after we've showered we are going to the cafe to show everyone" said Mack.
"You look happy today Mack" said Brenda as Mack sat down with Lucy and Aaron.
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"We've got our latest scan photos and guess what?" said Mack "Our baby is sucking their thumb. That's got to be a sign of intelligence surely"
"Take no notice Brenda" laughed Lucy. "He's been on cloud nine since the scan"
"Your sister rang me Lucy" said Brenda. "She's arranging the gender reveal party in the bar and she wants me to bake the cake. Blue and pink"
"Me and Aaron are decorating the nursery in blue and pink" Mack said.
"Me and who?" said Aaron "I'm doing all the work while he sits staring at the scan photos"
"Well I'm there to encourage you" said Mack.
"To be honest I don't want him near the paint the last time we decorated he stood on the paint tray and walked it every where" laughed Aaron.
"I remember that" said Lucy.
"Well he means we'll I'm sure" said Brenda.
"Pregnancy suits you Lucy. You look radiant" said Brenda.
"Well we are into the second trimester now and things have settled down now" Lucy explained.
"That's a great worry off your mind" said Brenda.
"And mine" said Mack putting his arm round Lucy.
"And are you looking forward to the little one Aaron?" Brenda asked.
"Can't wait" said Aaron. "I really miss little Seb it will be great to have a baby around again"
"Maybe Ross will bring Seb to see the new baby. You never know" said Brenda.
"He's five now Brenda" said Aaron.
"Gosh that went quick" said Brenda. "My granddaughter Molly is ten. How time flies"
"Well I'm going to savour every minute of my baby's life" said Mack "This baby is going to bring much happiness into the world"
"You're right there Mack" said Brenda "Babies bring so much joy"
"Steady on Brenda" laughed Aaron "You'll have him crying in a minute"
"Nothing wrong with being a sentimental fool Mack" said Brenda "Pity a few more people round here don't share your happiness.
"Are you talking about me Brenda?" Charity piped up who was sitting on her own in the corner.
"Well if the cap fits" said Brenda.
"God we can't get away from her even for a minute Lucy" said Mack pointing to Charity.
"For your information I'm watching that smarmy git over there" said Charity looking straight at Al.
"You want to watch your mouth" said Al who was clearly annoyed at Charity.
"Well you keep your gob well away from my cousin Chas or you'll have me to answer to" snapped Charity.
"For God's sake what you on about now" said Aaron "Stirring it again. Mum wouldn't give him the time of day"
"Well all the same I'm watching him" said Charity getting up to leave.
"That's right get back to the pub where you can watch my mum do all the work" said Aaron.
"Well the conversation in here is boring baby talk so I'm off" said Charity.
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kraviolis · 2 years
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i published a single fanfiction last year.......
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whats ur writing schedule/process like! not in a “write faster” way, but i think once you mentioned writing in script form? and i like the way you wrote ur most recent fic! just curious bc ur works are just really good :)
this is a great question!!
if its not slippery slopes, ill usually get an idea for something and periodically jot down notes when they come to me until I feel like i have enough information to start writing (or if im just motivated), that's what i did for my horror challenge rewrite. and for stuff that's like... rewrites of an episode that aren't as character-focused as slippery slopes, i usually read the episode transcripts and try to replicate that total drama style with my own writing
for shorter oneshots, i usually just get a vague idea and run with it until i find a good ending spot, then i go back and clean it up a bit so the structure works
slippery slopes is an... interesting cycle. chapters are getting long enough that i cant just write them in one sitting any more (i think ch5 was the last chapter i did that for) and instead ill agonize over the beginning (always the hardest part to write for me) but once i get going with that i usually finish the chapter within a few days. then i reread the previous chapter to make sure it flows ok (and there aren't any contradictions) and then ill give myself a break where i dont do anything total drama related before coming back to edit and post. though before I do all that I type up notes and rough dialogue bits
and then once i post it it's like... a weight off my chest? like ive been purged or something?? idk its a weird sensation but im just like i Physically Cannot Write Anything For This Right Now and i don't start on the next chapter until that goes away. and then i either start the beginning and do nothing for a week before going back and finishing the chapter or i go into a manic state and write nonstop for a few days. right now i haven't reached a point where im ready to begin writing chapter 10 but i have a lot of notes for it.
(also as soon as i finish posting a chapter i try not to go on my laptop for like 12 hours so i don't obsessively refresh my email for comments. i love reading comments so much holy shit. please comment guys it makes fic authors feel so happy we will love you for it)
as for scripts: i am working on being a writer professionally, but specifically a playwright. writing in a script format comes more naturally to me than writing prose. funnily enough, i started posting fanfic just to practice my prose (and fix stuff in cobra kai that i didnt like) but things sort of... ended up here? idk man but im enjoying it.
right, so because writing in a script format is easier when im really struggling with a section in a fic ill usually scrap whatever i had and write it like a script, then translate that into prose. i was very excited to write the family videos for chapter 9 of slippery slopes, but i was Having Issues, so i redid it as a script and then rewrote that as prose. ill put the script version under the cut if you're interested in that.
but thank you so much for the question!! i do think my writing process is a bit unconventional but hey i think things are turning out well! if you have any more questions feel free to send them in!!
ok here is the last scene of ch 9 of slippery slopes in script format:
[SIERRA]
MOM: Hi honey! Omigosh this is so exciting! I bet you’re having such a great time! Especially since Chris is there! Is Chris watching this? Hi Chris! You know, I loooved you on that ice skating show. Your hair was fantastic! Well, it always is, haha. Do you really make your own hair gel? I’ve been trying to perfect the recipe but you’re just so hard to track down! Oh, you’re such a funny guy! I laughed sooo hard when you made all those jokes about marrying Chef.
Chef: hey!
Chris: ok just for the record, I wasn’t joking, we are married, Sierra tell your mom we’re married
Sierra: …can we just turn it off please
[COURTNEY]
DAD: Courtney, sayang, I know you’ve been going through a lot right now—
MOM: So you’d BETTER make it count. You’ve made it this far before, I want to see you getting all the way to the finale this time. And winning it. Enough moping about those hideous, good-for-nothing slackers! That’s what you get for hanging around freaks like them. You’re doing this for the million, now get the million. Is that clear?
ZARINA: And kick ass!
DAD: Zarina!
Video cuts out.
Alejandro: courtney you good?
Courtney: no, she’s right. Mama didn’t raise no quitter
Alejandro: [knows she’s still upset about duncan and gwen]
[ALEJANDRO]
MOM: Hola, Alejandro. We hope you are doing well, especially in such unsavory conditions. I’m glad to see you’ve made it to the final four— we expected nothing less, of course.
DAD: You have been utilizing your skills quite well. Though I wish you hadn’t been so… blatant about it. You’ll have to work twice as hard once this is over to convince people you’re trustworthy. But surely you were aware of that going into this… odd endeavor. That’s just politics. Reputation is everything.
JOSE: [snorts] Oh, and what a reputation you have, Al. I could easily compile hours of footage of your failures, but I, unlike you, do not waste my time on the frivolities of reality television. Though you always have been lacking in taste. Especially with that bratty girlfriend of yours— oh, my mistake, aren’t you dating the whiny weakling? It’s so hard to keep track! [laughs]
Alejandro: callate!
MOM: I’m sure Alejandro is just working an angle on them.
DAD: Whatever the case is, do not disappoint us.
[NOAH]
MOM: Hi Noah, I’m sorry, I don’t have time to record a full video, but I’m proud of you! Here are your sisters!
ISWARI: A million dollars? A million [bleep] dollars? Win it, Noah! Win it!
RUTH: Dude!! This is crazy! I know you can do this— good luck! Ark misses you! [holds up Ark who barks]
MARA: Are you insane? Why aren’t you dating Alejandro already?
Noah: shut up, mara, just because you can’t keep a boyfriend—
ANYA: Don’t let ‘em trick you! No mercy! Crush their skulls if you have to— no, wait, you’re not strong enough for that. We’ll get there!
LIYA: I say this as your sister, someone who loves you but is constantly annoyed by you— for someone who is quite literally a genius, you sure can be an idiot sometimes.
BALLARI: Okay, I literally have no idea how you’ve made it this far without an athletic bone in your body— are we sure you aren’t adopted? I’m kidding
ABS: You’re stubborn as hell when it comes to me, so you better be stubborn as hell when it comes to winning! And when you do win, get me a frozen yogurt machine, will you? I promise I won’t make you rock climb again!
JAEL: If you lose this, I’ll kill you with this racket. And then use your guts to make myself a new racket. So don’t fuck it up. Again.
Noah: [frozen, ashamed]
Sierra: well that was a mess
Courtney: ok show of hands, who felt better after hearing that? [no one raises hands]
Chris: yeah I was expecting this to be a lot more heartwarming…
Chef: chris just look at them. If they had stable home lives they wouldn’t be doing reality tv
Alejandro: can we please stop talking about this. Also aren’t you supposed to be flying the plane
Chef: oh fuck
Chris: yeah sure. I think im gonna call my mom
Everyone: …
Noah: ok so that was really shitty. Why dont we all go to first class and try and ignore our problems
Everyone: yeah ok sounds good
***
Courtney: so that sucked
Alejandro: at least your dad seems ok
Courtney: true. What are your guys dads like
Noah and Sierra: bold of you to assume I know my dad. Jinx
***
Alejandro: that last girl… you mentioned a sister who does tennis and hates you
Noah: yep
Alejandro: why?
Noah: none of your business. but… it is pretty justified
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pokefanclaire · 3 years
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London Tourist
Hello! I’m so new to this but I have another Lucifendi ship fanfic (don’t judge me too harshly) Also I don’t own any rights to the game, or characters its purely my weird thoughts. So this one is about a visiter that will come to London, and the Commissioner has asked Lucy to be his tour guide but Alfendi gets jealous and mutual pining happens. Pretty tame but please let me know what I'm doing as its all so new! Any advice would be greatly recieved.
London Tourist:
Lucy quietly knocked onto the commissioners office door startling him from an unexpected evening nap.
“Ah Lucy my dear, take a seat. Thank you for coming to see me at such short notice. The matter I want to share with you is of a personal nature. So please excuse that I have chosen you specifically”
Lucy suddenly felt uneasy.
“I have a friend, a very dear friend of mine who’s son will be coming to London for a few days and I was hoping you would be kind enough to show him around London. Inspector Layton will be able to maintain the cases for you while you’re away. I would like you to do this as a favour to me personally so all expenses will be covered by me. Is that clear my dear. I have had my assistant book tickets for some interesting plays, tours and visits that I believe will interest a couple of like minded youths as yourselves?”
“sounds grand sir”
she beamed at the commissioner thankful her unease was unwarranted.
“His name is Eric, he is your age I believe possibly a year older. I’m certain you’ll get along very well. He will be a calm and welcome change from your changeable mentor.”
“I look forward to meeting ‘im”
Lucy felt very proud that out of all her colleagues she had been chosen to show the commissioners dear friend’s son around London.
“thank you Lucy, that will be everything. And I thank you for rising to the challenge of tour guide” He chuckled as Lucy skipped toward to door. ‘What a sweet and generous girl’.
“Night Commissioner! Thanks agai’”
“Good night.”
Lucy ran back to the Mystery room hoping her mentor would still be around to hear her ‘mission’. Opening the door Lucy was greeted by an exhausted placid Prof stretched out on the sofa with case files scattering the dimly lit room
“Lucy dear! You’re still here.”
“I’ve jus’ finished speaking with th’ commissioner”
“ah yes, of course. Sorry Lucy I momentarily lost track of myself. Are you about to embark on a solo mission? Can you tell me any details or is it on a need to know basis?”
Alfendi chuckled toward Lucy, adoring the pride on her face.
“oh it’s nowt like that Prof, its a personal favour the commissioner would like me to do for his good friend. He wants me to take care of his friend’s son while he visits London”
Alfendis eyes shot up to meet hers “He?”
“yea, some lad a similar age to me. Eric I think it wer’”
“…and…. you said yes?”
“’course Prof, I cant let him down. Besides I don’ have no reason to turn him down”
“……. oh”
“you can ‘elp if you like? You know London better than anyone ‘ere at Scotland yard. I still feel like a tourist”
“...doubt he’ll want to see the London eye once he sets eyes on you dear Lucy...” his voice suddenly sounded bitter as a streak of crimson hair washed over his head.
“Um hi Potty, I wasn’t expecting you this late in the evening”
Alfendi’s eyes were hidden under crimson dishevelled hair making it hard to read his expression but a smirk pulled at the edge of his smile.
“Just fine my dear Lucy, and yes I would be thrilled to guide you when my schedule allows. In fact i’m quite free now”
“We can wait for Eric. He will arrive tomorrow afternoon some time, and I have ‘is number here”
Potty Prof strode toward Lucy unexpectedly grabbing her wrists.
“In that case, now is the very best time to show you the city before any corruption. Don’t you agree dear Baker?”
His grip worsened on her now pink wrists. Before she could register the twinge of pain, Alfendi had pulled her forward sending her tumbling into his chest.
“Clumsy girl” he sneered. “falling for me are you my dear Lucy?”
Lucy looked up, unable to process the last few exchange of words.
“sto’ messin’ with me Potty”
Alfendi towered over her, a streak of red flashed across his cheeks as he crouched to meet her eyes.
“I haven't started yet my dear, now please collect your belongings. I really must show you what London can do to you before Eric has the chance”
‘Did I hear that ‘ight? Is he jealous of some lad I haven't even met seeing London wi’ me?’ Lucy had never seen her mentor like this. Lucy had regular run ins with Potty Prof, that wasn't new. But she was sure he had some new found venom in his voice while pronouncing his name too...
Lucy struggled to keep up with Alfendi’s new speed and determination to leave the mystery room.
“Baker! Come on!”
a desperate sounding Alfendi held his hand out to take Lucy’s. Pulling her from the room he fumbled with keys, hastily locking the Mystery room.
“I’ll get the commissioner for this.. I swear….” he snarled under her breath to no one in particular.
Alfendi took a deep breath “Lucy dear….” He held out a slightly trembling hand to her “….please allow me to…show you….what i’ve longed to… for some time… but if I can just....” He stumbled as flashes of burgundy replaced the crimson red of his hair “.. accompany you this evening” he finished by kissing the back of her hand.
“Prof? Are ya ok?”
“Yes dear, I just wish I had more time than fate has decided to grant me, more time so that… I could show you both sides.. and how… he is all bark.. he wouldn't hurt her....”
Alfendi’s train of conversation trailed off as he began muttering to himself. Or his other side she thought.
“prof if ya sure its not an inconvenience. Then lets go! Where first?”
Splashes of red and dishevelled hair gave Lucy a small jump.
“oh hi Potty! Where to first?”
“Baker, dear Baker...” He whispered in a sultry tone forcing her to take a step backwards.
“Why don’t we start here?”
Alfendi increased his steps toward Lucy.
Lucy instinctively stepped back matching his speed knowing how unpredictable Potty could be. Her wrists let out a twang of pain reminding her of his last practical joke on her. ‘You’re tougher than this Lucy lass’ she encouraged herself ‘He’s your Prof, he wont ‘urt you’ she glanced left and right in blind panic looking for an escape. Alfendi cupped her chin with his hand bringing her wide eyes to meet his. ‘Don’t panic’ Lucy thought as she acknowledged Pottys hand on her chin, softer and gentler than she expected. A rush of heat rose to her cheeks as she breathed in that familiar scent of her beloved Prof ‘Why now Potty? always keeping me on my toes’ an audible groaned slipped past her lips as she felt his heated breath against her lips
“Potty?...”
She took a step back to gain some distance.
THUD.
Lucy’s back met with the wall.
“yes dear?….”
Alfendis hand slid down her chin, caressing the soft skin of her neck.
“you know Baker, I wanted more time… This little situation with Eric has meant I have had to adapt to time constraints” he took a final step closer to Lucy closing the distance between them
“…..will you forgive me if I act at all un-gentelmanly under these circumstances….”
He lowered his hands to meet hers, lifting them above her head in one fast and smooth motion.
“….Prof? What’ got into ya all sudden like”
Lucy’s hands struggled against Alfendi’s but he was taller, stronger and currently sporting his darker persona.
“this aint some time to joke ya kno’ Prof ya said ya were gonna show me London before Eric arrives”
Alfendi leaned into her neck, his breath uneven and franticagainst her ear.
All the hair on the back of her neck rose as waves of electricity seemed to shoot down from her now numb arms held above her head. The comforting smell of Alfendi filled her head and she bit down on her bottom lip letting out a small squeal.
“I said i’d show you what I… I mean London can do to you..”
“Please Prof my arms.. they hurt a little”
Crimson hair flashedto deep burgundy as he let go on Lucy’s arms.
“Lucy, please forgive me, are you in pain? Are you okay.. please forgive me...us?”
Alfendi nuzzled his face into her neck not wishing to meet her eyes and confirm what he already knew.. that he had blown any future chance with his sweet Lucy. he spoke softly. 
“Please Lucy, its me I wont hurt you. I’m so sorry”
“Prof...”
“Lucy?”
Alfendi took a cautious step back and forced himself to meet with her rubyred eyes. Lucy stared into the Prof’s soft amber eyes, taking in the look of embarrassment and hurt that marked his face.
Alfendi scanned her face in a panic searching for clues to her expression was she upset? Scared? no. thats not it. A soft glow of red spread across her cheeks intensifying the ruby red of her beautiful eyes.
“Prof, my ‘ands were numb is all. Dont fret, I aint hurt”
Alfendi studied her face with desperate closeness causing Lucy to blush brighter with fresh heat flooding to her cheeks
“Prof please...”
she stifled a moan by biting down on her own lip wincing.
“Lucy dear…I cant begin to…”
“Prof’.Al......”She paused “Alfendi. I was never in any danger..not from you.”
An unfamiliar serious expression marked Lucy’s sweet face as she matched Alfendi’s closeness causing him to take a step back.
“wasn’t there something important you wanted to do to me Alfendi...?”
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I want you all 2 know, one of my friends, who I play Overwatch with (Yes I play that game... not the point!), are disappointed in me. JUST 'CAUSE I READ FANFICS WHILE WE WERE WAITING 4 A GAME!I'm a grown adult Women, You CANT tell me what to do!
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Anyways, Chapter 3 through 10 of Another Problem are almost done being edited. So...
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Be Prepared... cause al lot angst and some fluff are coming! >3<
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Family chosen
This will be my first time writing a fanfic, so this is me just writing something I think would be cool to see. Also, Marinette started as hero younger, and is actually quite gifted with magic and is stronger with it than Zatanna, Doctor Fate, and Constantine. Damian chooses Marinette and teaches her how to fight to the point of where she picks it up so quickly he can only feel pride that his little sister is a badass. Lila came shortly after Marinette became Ladybug and by the age of 10 everyone is against and uses where master Fu, used to live and sells it and the money put aside to keep a roof over her head and she earns money from big time commissions she then gets a decent sized apartment for herself. Damian is 14 and Marinette is 11 at the start of the story. Marinette does online schooling, and university online schooling as well and has several Phds, and various MBA in business and accounting and such after Damian and her do blood bonding ceremony.
Chapter one- It’s not fair so I get to pick my own sibling
Damian was sitting at breakfast with his family watching how Dick and Jason, Tim and Stephanie, Barabara and Cassandra, when it finally dawned on him after being with his family for 4 years they all had another family member they paired off with it wasnt fair he couldn't help but think.
With that he realizes that he too could meet the requirements and get his own sibling that reaches his fathers requirements as well, dark hair, bright blue eyes, and is a superhero as well, for him someone who is: not new to the hero games, kind, caring, and would care for him. When the thoughts are fully processed he nods to himself, and goes to research and find his own sibling.
And secret research he does, and Damian finds Ladybug the superhero of Paris. Going into depth searches he learns about the miraculous and how she uses them and is using the mouse one to make her own team made up of just herself and is guardian as well as learning her secret identity. 
More research he learns she was just 9 years old when she started to fight and at 11 her partner betrayed her so she took his miraculous and that was very recent. With his choice made he chooses to zeta beam over to Paris to meet his future sister Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
Damian leaves in his Robin costume, arriving in Paris in the middle of the night waiting to find her heading towards the Eiffel tower knowing she would eventually go there. 
Almost an hour later Damians hearing the zipping/ whistling sound(reminds him of his grappling hook) and there before him is Ladybug in her uniform but reversed it is black with red spots. 
Damian stands up holding his arms out, to show her he means no harm, and says, “Ladybug my name is Robin. I am a hero of Gotham, New Jersey and I have been watching you. And well would you be like my sister?” Damian turns red, and says, with a pointed look, “You can trust me, I already know everything about you, and if you agree I will reveal myself to you as well.”
Ladybug waves her hand, a protective sound bubble appears around them as she bursts into tears saying, “You really want me? No one but the Kwamis want me.”
Damian/ Robin nod with the bubble still wrapped around them they talk to each other without worry and tell each other everything, and the basically the same except Marinette is bubbly. 
When Marinette says with a scared voice, “If you go with me back to my home, we can do a formal blood binding and it would make me your full blood sister breaking the connection to the people who raised me.”
Damian couldn't help but smile realizing that if they did he would have a full blooded sibling, someone just like him, someone he could teach, someone he guided, someone he could love wholeheartedly and someone who will love him. He learned she would know everything he has encountered in his life, and learn everything he could do up to now like languages, fighting, sword fighting basically everything, and Damian wanted that more anything.
A giant blinding grin/smile fills his face holding his hand out he says in arabic, “Come along beloved little sister lets make this happen.”
With that they swung off together to become a family.
Making it back to the apartment she powers down, and Damian takes off his mask. All of the Kwamis come out of hiding, and Wayzz hears what the guardian wants to do and they all agree happily that she would have a family since she lost everyone due to a liar. Wayzz leads them through the ceremony and Marinette drops to the ground crying with a sound bubble around her.
Damian watched as her skin seemed to bubble an ighten like fathers, and her hair grew much longer extremely quickly, and then bubble started moving up to her face with eyes closed and watering her facial features were identical to his know. 
Then when the sound bubble disappeared and Marinette's eyes opened her left eye was a startling blue like his fathers, and her right eye was a sparkling, shining emerald like green like his and mothers eyes.
The ceremony worked perfectly, Damian and Marinette came up with plans, that involved changing her name to Martha Al Ghul an deleting all evidence of Marinette Dupain-Cheng to make it easier for her to hunt down Hawkmoth. They also agree to never tell anyone else that they weren't born siblings, there is no way it could be disproved, her Dna is the same as her brother now. Damian sets her up with tech gear to keep in contact. 
They talk until she falls, and Damian heads home with a smile on his face knowing he finally has something all to himself.
Getting home Damian cant help but smile, and whistle happily not realizing that his family was all scared he was planning their deaths, he wasn't just thinking of his adorably cute baby sister.
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Maybe it is Love? Geralt x Reader
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So... lockdown going well... here have some smut for Geralt because while I cant literally fuck the witcher... I can at least write shitty fanfic about fucking him in these dark times. Also this is kinda long so........ sorry. 
Warnings: SMUT DONT READ THIS IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE IN YOURE COUNTRY (OR JUST DONT LIKE SMUT)
“To be honest, I’m choosing not to listen to you.” Geralt grunted, keeping his eyes focused on Jaskier in front of him, drinking the ale from his cup.
“Why won’t you just let me help! For fuck sake Geralt, you’ll happily have me follow you around but god forbid you would ever let me actually be part of the action,” she all but screamed at him. “Your bard has been involved in more fights than me and unlike him, I don’t scream when monsters come running at me.”
“I do not scream,” Jaskier tried to protest only to be cut off by the pair saying in unison,
“Yes, you do.” Jaskier having been put in his place once again by the pair settled back into his seat, listening to an argument that he had heard a thousand times before at this point. It always happened after Geralt had a run-in with a monster. Geralt would make sure Y/N was out of harm's way, claiming she was far too delicate to be involved in such matters, he would then kill the beast on his own and spend the rest of his days following his fight with whatever monster it may be arguing with Y/N. No matter how much she protested Geralt would never give in and let her learn how to help him.
“Y/N,” Geralt sighed, putting his ale down before focusing his attention on her. “I do not say it to be harsh, but the simple fact is you do not have the skills to even begin learning how to defend yourself against any of the beasts that roam the earth. You have no experience, you were just a silly little girl I let come with us because you refused to go back to your boring life in that sodding village we found you in, not because I wanted you here. You shouldn’t even be here. Stop pestering me about it or you can go back to that fucking village, you know what, maybe that would be best anyway, you are of no help to either of us here.”
Y/N’s chest hurt a little at the words that fell from his lips. She knew he was right, but she thought that after the time they had spent together he would perhaps have grown to see her at least as a friend and want her to stay by his side even just for the company. Every time they had this argument it had usually just ended up with him making an empty promise about helping her learn to defend herself, but this time it got more personal. She hated thinking that she was nothing more than an annoyance to Geralt, she only wanted to learn to defend herself so he wouldn’t have to if she learnt to fight she could try her best and keep him safe just as he did for her.
Rising from her seat she brushed herself down, downed the last of her ale before making her way up to her room in the inn in which they were staying that night. She didn’t wish to continue this conversation, nor did she wish to be around either of them anymore.
Geralt ignored her departure from their table in the tavern, finishing off his ale and ordering another. Jaskier, on the other hand, watched as she walked through the crowded tavern, her usually cheerful spirit seemingly destroyed.
“You’re a dick you know that?” Jaskier spat at Geralt.
“I only spoke the truth, not my fault if she couldn’t handle it,” Geralt replied, his tone remaining as even as it always did.
“Oh, so you’re a liar and a dick?”
“A liar?”
“Yes! You know full fucking well that you don’t want her to go anywhere! You like having her around as much as you like having me around!”
“I don’t much like that either,” Geralt hummed.
“Oh shut up. You should go say sorry,” Jaskier said, sipping at his drink. “You like travelling with her. I’ve seen the way you look at her when she dances drunkenly in the bars, or the smile on your face when she stands up for you, or the bigger smile on your face when she stands up for herself. For pity's sake, you even let her sit on Roach when she’s tired of walking, I’m not even allowed to touch the bloody horse let alone ride it.”
“Fine, I like her company, but she cannot be put in harm's way,” Geralt said more quietly than usual. If it was possible for his voice to ever be considered soft, now would be one of those times. “I won’t allow her to train if it means it will put her in danger's path, I want to keep her safe not help send her to an early grave.”
“Oh oh oh…” Jaskier grinned, leaning back in his chair. “If it wasn’t for the fact you’re a witcher and supposedly not able to love… I’d say you’ve fallen for our feminine companion.”
“Be quiet,” Geralt barked.
“No,” Jaskier grinned back smugly. “You like her, that’s why you don’t want her hurt. You know shes capable but you’re scared of losing her aren’t you. My my, the mighty witcher has fallen for a normal village girl.”
Geralt kept silent, staring into the dark ale in the cup in his hands. Jaskier was sadly correct. Geralt knew she was able to learn to at least wield a sword, but Geralt wouldn’t let her do it because he was scared, he didn’t know what he felt for her, but he knew it was more than he an emotionless witcher was ever meant to feel.
He had only originally kept her around because much like the bard, she seemed adamant to stay regardless of whether he wanted her there or not. As she travelled more with him, Geralt found her presence a comfort to return to after he had wrestled with the beasts and monsters. Whether they were in some crappy inn, or under the stars in the night sky, every night they spent together, just enjoying each others company, listening to the bard strum at his lute, Geralt found himself getting lost in the joy that radiated off of her or the beauty that covered every inch of her.
Jaskier’s voice brought Geralt back to the tavern they were in.
“You need to apologise, she seemed really hurt by what you said.” Jaskier was, sadly, correct. As much as Geralt hated admitting to being in the wrong, he knew it was best he went and say sorry for his harsh and false words.
“Fine,” getting up Geralt made followed the path she had taken out of the tavern, stopping only once when he heard the bard shout,
“YOU SHOULD ALSO TELL HER HOW YOU FEEL!” To which Geralt found the nearest empty glass and hurled it at the bards head, narrowly missing, before continuing out towards the inn just a few doors down.
When he found her room he was hesitant to knock on the door, knowing the woman behind it would be hurting. With a gentle knock, he waited patiently for her to open it.
“Jaskier if that’s you I’m really not in the mood to talk right now ok…” opening the door Y/N was surprised to see Geralt at her door. Geralt wasn’t exactly the check on her when she was down kind of man. Still hurting from his comments, she snapped at him, “What the fuck do you want witcher?”
“Please let me in so I can apologise,” he pleaded, something he was not used to doing. “I did not mean to hurt your feelings, nor did I mean those words that I said.”
She studied him for a moment, taking great interest in his face, checking to see if he was lying to her. When she didn’t detect any hint of sarcasm or the trace of a lie she stepped back, allowing him into her room.  
Geralt was a little taken back by the sight before him. Y/N had started to pack the small number of belongings she had into her bag, leaving only the clothes on her back out of the bag.
“Where are you going?”
“Back to the village you found me in,” she said, shutting the door behind the man. “You were right, I’m no use to you, I only came along because I wanted more from life, but I guess I was wrong for looking for it at your side. I’m going to head out in the morning, a man a few doors down has a horse he’s willing to sell me so I can make my way back on my own, that way I won’t be bothering you or Jaskier anymore.” Geralt could feel the sadness in her voice as she spoke, he could see just how his words had hurt her as she finished packing up the last of her things.
“You will do no such thing,” he said in his gruff tone. “What I said was not true, you are helpful, and well…” Geralt wasn’t quite sure how to get the next words out. Taking in a deep breath, he continued, “well I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy your company as we travel.”
“That’s sweet of you to say, don’t worry you are forgiven, but you were right,” she said softly. “I’m just in the way, and I certainly don’t have it in me to ever be able to defend myself against the beasts like you. I’m better off just going back to my family, I’m sure they’ll be delighted, they can finally marry me off for the price of a cow… or maybe a sheep, I’m not quite sure how much I’d be worth in farm animals.”
“You are worth more than any farm animal, Y/N. Look, I will let you learn to fight, but only the basics for now. I… I didn’t want to teach you in case you got hurt. I don’t know what Jaskier… or I would do without your company.”
“You didn’t want me to get hurt? That’s why you wouldn’t let me learn? Why didn’t you just tell me that?”
“Because it sounds so fucking pathetic… sounds like something Jaskier would sing about.”
Y/N didn’t quite know what to say. The idea of Geralt, a man known for his inability to care, suddenly telling her that he did actually want her around and didn’t want her hurt left her a little bit speechless.
Geralt was also not sure quite what to say. He wanted to leave it there, walk away and pretend that this hadn’t ever happened, that he hadn’t shown her his weakness, but he also knew he couldn’t. The slightly smug bard downstairs would simply not allow him to continue on his life as though he didn’t have feelings for the woman standing before him.
“Fuck it…” Geralt whispered, quickly thinking on his next words before he opened his mouth. “Witchers aren’t meant to have weaknesses, it’s a reason we are not supposed to feel. Feeling leads to weakness which can lead to downfall.”
“I know, you’ve said this a thousand ways before,” Y/N said softly. Before she could continue Geralt reached out his hand for her, pulling her closer to him, not too close that their bodies were touching but enough that each could feel the heat radiating off of each other's bodies. “Geralt…”
“If I could keep this to myself I would, but Jaskier knows so if I don’t say it the singing bastard will instead,” Y/N wasn’t quite sure where this was going, it wasn’t like Geralt to beat around the bush, he was usually so blunt and direct with everything, this was unlike him. She, of course, knew where she wanted this to go, she wanted him to pull her in closer, for him to make her feel wanted, but deemed that unlikely. “I have feelings towards you that are more than what I have ever felt for a person in my life, I won’t name it as simply because I do not know what those feelings are, but I do know that even the idea of you being taken from me makes me feel a pain I have never felt before.” Geralt silenced, not quite used to speaking of a subject like this he became unsure of how to proceed from there. Looking down at Y/N, he tried his best to read her, to find out what was going on in her mind, but she looked nothing but stunned and confused.
Y/N was very much stunned and confused. Geralt, the big bad witcher, was to put it simply, telling her he felt for her, cared for her, perhaps even loved her. Sure she had wanted to hear him say that for quite some time but never imagined it to be true. As the cogs worked in her head, trying to understand what it was that she had just been told, Geralt went to pull away feeling embarrassed, something he did not find himself feeling often.
Her hand held his tight, pulling him back to her, a smile now gracing her lips as she reached up on her tippy toes, pulling him gently in for a kiss. He was hesitant at first, still unsure of himself, but as her hand came up to rest on his cheek, allowing herself to deepen the kiss, Geralt eased kissing her back gently. Their hands found each other's hair, the kiss getting deeper and more desperate as they pulled each other closer.  
As the kiss became more intense, the heat began to prickle on her skin, a burning desire for his hands to touch every inch of her rolled over her. Geralt, while not someone who understood his feelings, was certainly a man who understood a woman's body. Feeling the desperation in her kiss, he pulled away, turning her in his arms before gently releasing her of the corset she had been wearing atop her dress. As each ribbon became looser, the garment began to fall away, allowing Geralt to pull her closer to him once more, his lips kissing softly at her neck while his hand came up to massage her breast. Keeping one arm locked around her torso, keeping her still, Geralt couldn’t help the arousal evident in his trousers as he heard the breathy moans escaping her lips.
Carefully, so as not to hurt the woman he cared for, Geralt picked Y/N up, turning her in his arms allowing her lips to once again find his. Her legs wrapped around his waist, as her core met with the erection in his, she pressed herself down against his clothed cock, earning herself a deep groan from the man.
“If you do that again, I will have no choice but to fuck you,” he growled, biting at her lower lip, before his lips once again found her neck, his kisses rougher than before, leaving little marks in their wake.
A sly grin was on her face as she pushed herself down again. Before she could even have time to respond, Geralt had her on the bed, particularly tearing away her soft dress and undergarments, leaving her bare to him. The heat that pricked her skin was not because of embarrassment, no, it was out of lust. Seeing him as he ripped off his own clothing before climbing back on top of her, his cock nudging at her clit as he kissed her, one hand holding his body weight above her while the other found her entrance, slowly pushing two fingers inside her, it was all too much for her. As his fingers worked themselves in and out quicker and harder, she couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips,
“Oh god, please just fuck me,” she whined. “If I’m going to come I want it to be on your cock, not your fingers, ah, pleaseee.”
“Mhmm, listening to you beg for my is perhaps one of the most wonderful sounds I have ever heard,” Geralt was, of course, happy to fulfil her request, slowly replacing his fingers with his cock, careful not to hurt her. He gave her time to adjust before he could no longer contain himself, his pace going from slow and careful to animalistic. His lips found her breasts, biting, sucking, marking her as he went. The string of curses falling from her lips encouragement to keep going until her body began to weaken, the orgasm racking over her body. Try as he might, he couldn't stop himself from following her.
They lay there, still just for a moment, only their breaths and pounding hearts making any sound. Reluctantly Geralt pulled away, slipping off to the small washroom attached to her room to get a cloth to clean the mess he had made. Coming back to her he couldn’t help the small smirk on his lips as he looked at how wonderfully pretty she looked, completely undone, his cum dripping from her.
The pair cleaned themselves up and climbed back onto the bed together, Geralt instantly pulling her into him. They didn’t need to speak, the beating of each other's hearts was all they needed to hear. Slowly they drifted off to sleep, Y/N feeling the safest she ever had while in his arms, and Geralt feeling a warmth in his chest he didn’t know he was capable of.
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“Oh ho! You fucked didn’t you!” Jaskier mocked the following morning, seeing the bruises Geralt had left on Y/N’s neck. Neither responded as Geralt helped Y/N onto Roach’s back, kissing her before going to pay the innkeeper for their nights stay.
Jaskier couldn’t contain his excitement at the development between the pair, spending the next few hours of their travels asking all the questions he could, thinking up quick little ditties to strum as they made their way to the next town.
Usually, Geralt would have snapped at Jaskier, but today he didn’t, for Geralt could not care less at that moment, for as he looked at Y/N riding Roach, she was all he could focus on. Maybe love would be the right thing to name his feelings for her.
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pride-all-day · 4 years
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How would you rate the hazbin hotel characters from the one you like the most to the one you like the least ?
Well that depends on who's included in this list.
Since you didn't specify I'm gonna go with the characters we've seen in canon so far meaning the pilot, the comics and the addict video.
1. Angel Dust
I think this comes as a surprise to no one, I love Angel more than words can explain because I can really relate to all he's going through and even through all his hard times he still puts on his high heels and says "u know what I'm a bad bitch" cause sometimes thats just what you gotta do.
2. Alastor
We love an ace icon. Reading how people portray Alastors asexuality in a lot of the fanfics ive read is actually what helped me to realize 'wait I feel this way too, its not just me' so of course that means a lot to me. I also have a thing for chaotic men so I was doomed from the start.
3. Cherri Bomb
👏WE👏 STAN 👏A BAD👏 BITCH
After the addict video I would die for cherri because Angel deserves a friend who's there for him. Their friendship is so genuine and I want to know how it came to be that way. Also im intrested to see how Cherris bid to become an overlord plays out.
4. Sir Pentious
Like I said earlier, chaotic men. I love how silly he is. He gives me Dr. Doofinshmirtz vibes and its great. Cant wait to see more of him.
5. Fat Nuggets
Pretty sure its against the law for Nuggs not to be in the top five. He is best boy.
6. Egg Bois
I wish he'd shoot me with his ray gun
7. Niffty
She's cute and she's deadly, what more could you ask for! I'm really interested to know about Nifftys backstory and why she decided to make a deal with Alastor.
8. Vaggie
As I said in a previous ask, before we learned more about Angel, Vaggie used to be my fav just cause I really liked her design. Shes also a angry, man hating lesbian, so we share that in common
9. Rosie
So I know she didn't even speak and was only on screen for 5 seconds but she's friends with Alastor so you automatically know she's gonna be a cool character. Also have you seen her?
SEXY EVIL VICTORIAN LADY
10. Vox
I'm very interested in Vox now because of his ties to Alastor and his ties to Valentino. Im excited to see Vox and Al's feud and how that all plays out but more than that I wanna see the deal with Vox and Vals relationship. We know that its an abusive one and I really wanna see how Vox chooses to handle it.
11. Charlie
Not gonna lie I find Charlie kinda boring atm. However being the daughter of the king of Hell, there's so much to be explored there so I'm pretty confident she'll become a more interesting character down the road.
12. Husk
Husk is another kinda boring character for me. But same with niffty I want to know his backstory and why he made a deal with Alastor.
13. Lucifer & Lilith
I grouped them together just cause we know next to nothing about them so that kinda puts them on the same playing field. The king and queen of hell are no doubt gonna be interesting to see and I know we're all curious to know how Charlie's parents treated her.
14. Travis
We all know he's thirsty for our boy, which is fair, but he's not the worst guy Angel could be fucking so he gets a pass for now.
15. Katie & Tom
They were the comic relief and it worked. Thats really all I have to say about them.
16. Velvet
I feel like she's gonna be an annoying bitch so thats why she's down here. I can just picture her antagonizing Angel and like laughing at him or something and we're gonna fight.
17. The rat
If you thought Valentino was gonna be anywhere else but the bottom of this list you can go ahead and see yourself out. Fuck him, fuck everything about him, I want him to die in a dumpster fire. The most painful death? Yeah I want that for him. There is nothing he could ever do that will make me think differently about him.
I know there's other characters like Baxter and Mimzy and stuff but like I dont really have an opinion on them yet since we haven't seen them. Also I know everyone's hyped about the lamb girl but I don't think we're ever gonna see her again. Like she was just a plot device, I really don't see her making an appearance again.
But yeah there you go thats my list.
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al horford sleeper agent
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anyway by now ive told basically everyone i care about but i had a life changing experience over the weekend. n it sounds dumb as shit but i met a real life dude who was basically a clone of nick from franz. weird hours. guess this is a thread
before we start i want to say i havent thought about franz in weeks. theyve gone away on their own finally but really i think my old obsessions just get replaced every few years and maybe it was my hard work in therapy or my new obsession with rap or
maybe it was just a realization or me growing up and maturing or something but i dont even want to work on my favorite fanfics anymore or anything. it’s just odd. i think im changing
and i don’t think about how my former favorite band members are doing or worry about them or check their socials n it feels really good. but i know there probably is or probably will be a replacement
ok that was a tangent. if they were replaced by anything they were replaced by new friends and the NBA. so there’s the exposition of this story sorted
anyway back to the weekend. the sleeper agent invited me to lunch. and that was the catalyst. god people are being so loud in here let me go to the art library
anyway i just kind of realized "huh i guess there's more out there." i went to lunch n shit. WE went to lunch n shit. stopped caring so much about my math homework. let myself be dumb and in love
that’s a very human thing. lunch. he spilled his stupid chipotle burrito all over his stupid bright green celtics jacket
he’s from italy. never even stepped foot in a chipotle. immediately clowned himself. some world we live in
we hung out all weekend. we went to lunch like two more times and we went to dinner. there was this big threat of leaving looming over my head the whole time. i made him walk like a mile on crutches and i feel very bad about it
i don’t know what’s wrong with him. it’s somewhere between a basketball injury and a chronic disability. either way that just made me feel even more emotionally attached to him. i never saw him without the celtics jacket
it was so cold that weekend. or maybe i just didn’t bring the right jacket. if he were a gentleman he would have offered me the celtics jacket. i didnt even hug him goodbye
and then of course he went back home. theres a million girls all over his instagram comments all the time. theres nothing special about me. he doesn't want to talk. i wrote my ap psych notes in green yesterday bc i was so in love with that stupid celtics jacket
im a sixers fan. the sixers and the celtics have been rivals forever. it was about to be war, except i want to move to boston. but really i want to move to dc. i wish the whole world was philly. things would be less complicated
im in love with a celtics jacket. a celtics jacket. of all teams. and i cant even talk to my basketball friends about it because they think im dumb shit for falling for some celtics fan with a million girls all over his instagram comments all the time
im not like those girls. i don’t think im like those girls. but i definitely exactly am
i have an economics test in fifteen minutes. i think one day ill drown in the atlantic ocean.
the test wasnt that bad. i thought about writing this the entire time. i would just zone out and stare and think about the phrase ‘al horford sleeper agent’
because he has to be. why else would someone put a diehard sixers fan right in front of a diehard celtics fan who looks exactly like the guitarist of their middle school favorite band
in reality i should be calling him a celtics sleeper agent because the whole point is that al horford is a sleeper agent for the celtics. but i hate al horford so i guess it’s more funny to include him in the title
i mean how can one player change so drastically like that? al horford was benched for the first time since his rookie season, like, two weeks ago after being traded to the sixers. how does that happen? why *wouldn’t* he be playing badly so his old friends win the title?
al horford’s gotta be retiring in like, three years, tops. he’s working for the celtics, i know it. and my sleeper agent is trying to convert me to a celtics fan
i understand why people make jokes, though. it’s a very human thing to want to go home. al horford just wants to go home. he lived in boston for however many years let me look it up
god whatever it was only three years i thought it was like eleven that just ruined my point
back to the matter at hand though that’s all we’re trying to do. we all just want to feel at home. we’re all just these little things trying to connect somehow. sometimes we are more desperate than others
i think im pretty desperate right now. sometimes i sit in my bedroom and im like damn when do i get to go home? but im home
i didn’t even want to leave dc. it was all star break and there wasn’t even basketball on. so there i was, in basketball purgatory, wizards territory for some god forsaken reason, losing sleep over a celtics fan and not wanting to go home
and when i say i was losing sleep you better believe me. i was so excited to wake up in the morning that i didn’t want to fall asleep. i wanted to be awake forever, endless, running through the city
i’ll get there soon enough. it’ll be with different people. college, yknow. all that. but sometimes i feel like certain things can’t be replaced.
and im acting like a different person lately. im using my phone at red lights just so i can check for a message from the sleeper agent. it’s always one word responses
yes. ok. maybe. some shit like that. a haha every once in a while. he’s not interested and i should stop trying
and then, INEVITABLY, i send something stupid back, a photo of my hand on the wheel or something, and i get left on read
and i know im stupid for it. everyone i know is screaming at me “disco, you’re dumb shit” but i just want to believe for a minute that im loved, im special
I want to feel like someone out there cares about me that isn’t obligated to, yknow? my mom can say she loves me all she wants but it doesn’t feel as good as some italian celtics fan saying it
some hot italian celtics fan mind you
even if he wasn’t hot or italian it would be nice. and actually it would be better if he liked like, ANY other basketball team
except maybe the knicks
but whatever. main point: i know im dumb shit and should stop trying. but it feels good to feel like if i keep trying maybe i’ll be wanted
sleeper agent is just one of those people tho. he’s magnetic and everyone always wants to be around him. dumb as hell in the most charming way ever. my friends are still all making fun of me
i started crying in a pizza place the other night because even the CONCEPT of italy sent me over the edge. i need to stop before i
wait what’s the word
i need to stop before i immortalize him? no, no
i need to stop before i deify him. soon enough he’s going to be a new canonical character in my head and i’ll start making up legends and stories to myself
we barely knew each other. if i deify him i’ll start telling people he offered me the celtics jacket when it was cold out. he’ll become a perfect gentleman. and he wasnt. he was just some stupid hot italian boy in a bright green jacket
im not going to deify him. it won’t happen. but i love the color green. i always say i love yellow more but i think that’s passed. i wear a green ring on my right ring finger every day. im not going to deify him and i still hate the celtics
overall, the celtics are winning the rivalry. i don’t think the sixers have ever truly been “great,” at least outside of philly. maybe allen iverson. wilt chamberlain. dr j? theyve never had like, a dynasty. idk. i don’t think you’d be able to get a sixers jacket in italy.
it’s his birthday today. i should probably text him. i should probably stop thinking about him. that’s just dumb shit, disco youre better than this what happened to a little self confidence every now and again
sure lets say external validation isnt necessary but also i think that’s something the mindfulness crowd made up to sell more planners and tote bags in 2011. it feels good to be wanted
never waste all your time on it sure. know youre still worth it even when you have no friends and there are a million girls all over his instagram comments. but it does feel good to hear “goodness disco i like how much you like the philadelphia 76ers”
my friends are all making fun of me for being on some romeo and juliet shit because he’s literally from verona and he’s a celtics fan and im a sixers fan god damn it disco why does this always happen
i never even read romeo and juliet but i saw the dreamworks adaptation so i guess ive got the story relatively right i know they die in the end. the gnomes shatter into little pieces i think
anyway tangents aside the sixers won tonight. philly is lit up green. why the hell is philly lit up green? the eagles were done like three months ago and the flyers are orange. why is philly lit up green
oh god, he just snapped me. a zoomed in photo of himself with caption that says “76ers” with like five exclamation points
here we go again, everybody
wish me luck
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