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bestpigeon · 20 days
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THE FALLEN ONE
LUCIFER X MALE READER
You, an angel, betrayed heaven and refused to kill demons. How will this go?
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Warnings- swearing, gore, fighting, gay
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It was extermination day. How exciting.  The truth is, i genrally despise extermination day. We get sent down to hell to kill souls. yeah, theyre evil and in the pits of hell for a reasom. however i dont believe that its the right thing to do. i mean, its still souls were killing. They dont deserve death. Were not very angelic if were killing souls? For what, so they wont revolt? They will anyways.
Adam was giving us a pep talk. I was on the front lines since im a worthy soldier. Adam was talking, shouting, about Vaggie. Vaggie betrayed us ages ago, Lutes long life plan is to kill her and rip out her other eyes or something. I sniker at the thought and i get a large death stare from Lute. Adam then shouts something that i didnt care enough to listen and everyone started charging through the portal and into hell. I fly down into the dome that some percular demon had created. It was all green and weird.
I land and look at the other angels either killing canibals, or getting killed themself. i scurry into a corner and hide near some broken rubble. I suddenly hear a chuckle. i whip my head in panic to.. shit, Lute.
"well well well. Really thought youd slack and get away with it?! this isnt the first time ive.. caught you avoiding battle." she says as she chuckles at my patheticness.
I roll my eyes and stand up. I flap my beautiful and delicate white angelic wings behind me. I turn my mask to face Lute.
"what? all to join in on killing souls? They arent innocent, yeah, but.. they dont deserve this-" i say before getting lunged at. Lute jumps ontop of me and we tumble backwards. I groan in agony and annoyance
"your so fucking pathetic. how about you join Vaggie? You and that bitch can rot down here. Worthless fu-" she says as she grits her teeth. I interup her by thrusting her off my lap and kicking her aggressivly with my legs. I stand up and point my spear at her.
"i am NOT going to join in with this shit anymore! you will not control me like the freak you are" I say as i squint my eyes under my mask. I didnt want to be controlled like a peasent, a doll, a puppet. Not anymore.
She laughs and stand up clearly pissed. She glares at me before thrusting her spear near my stomach. Like the trained angel fighter i am, i quickly dodge it easily. We fight back and back for a while. Both throwing some degrading. Some Lunges, spear attacks, grunting later, Lute has me pinned to the floor with a spear aimed at my head. I look up at her with nothing but hate and anger.
"Fucking kill me- Just like you did to Vag-" I say in anger, before getting interupted with a spear being jabbed into my leg. I scream out in pain as the angelic spear peirces the flesh on my leg.
"Yeah, us angels kill pathetic souls like you. People who dont deserve life, or the honourous position your in" She says as she lifts her spear up, prepaired to finish me off, finally. Then, out of the blue, Lute gets blasted with angelic power. I flinch and cover my face in worry. It was another angel, so i thought. Until i looked up and saw the King of hell himself. I leaned on the floor on my elbows before quickly pulling myself backwards. It was..over? All the angels were leaving, going back to heaven, including Lute.
Lucifer approaches me and knees beside me, he glares at my with symapthy. My mask was half cracked, you could see half of my face. "you alright kid?" he says as i looks down at my legs.
"um..yeah, im alright apart from the yknow, big slash in my leg-" I say before i clear my throat.
"why did you help me? Im an angelic warrior, im on the other side..?" I say confused as i cock up an eyebrow. Lucifer chuckles and smiles warmly. I thought it was a big perculiar, i mean demons being nice?
"I couldnt help but overhear your conversation while fighting Adam, by the way i absolutly destroyed Adam- anyways, your not like the other angels." He says as adjusts his beautiful white and red wings behind him. Though his wings were like mine, they still were different. More majestic i should say.
"mh..yeah well i dont agree with the extermination.. yknow? killing innocent- well not innocent, but killing souls in genral.. its, not something us angels should do." I say, as i spoke i kept eye contact the whole time. I could see the visible change in Lucifers expression. It seemed to soften, he clearly shared the same opinions as me.
"right, exactly the reason i saved you. You think like a real angel. well, now your in hell, but..better then death, right?" I coudnt help but notice he started to move his arms, one around my lefs anad the other around my back. He, bridal style, picked me up and held me in his arms. I gasp and i tense slightly. I glare up at him and he smiles at me before bringing me to the other demons.
He puts his hand on my leg and heals it, he closes his eyes as he does so. I couldnt help but realise how pretty he was. I blush at the thought before he puts my down on the floor. I smile when i realise my leg was healed finally.
"thank you" I say quietly. I see a collection of other demons looking at me weirdly, i dont blame them, im meant to be trying to kill them afterall. I smile awkwardly before Lucifer wraps his arm around my neck and pulls my to the group of demons. Some blonde demon approached me, her name was Charlie, Lucifers daughter.
"hey..? dad why is there an angel here?" she questions as she steps a step infront of me and twists her head. I look at her awkwardly and i cant help but notice vaggies peircing eyes stare aggressivly at me.
"um..im joining you? i guess? i betrayed the angels. Its just..not right to kill souls without reason." I say, i see Charlies face light up slightly. I feel Lucifers hands go onto my shoudlers.
"See Char Char! Hes on our side." He says i blush slightly when he gets really close, he leaned his head near my shoulder. Vaggies feirce appearence calmed slightly, though it was clear shes still on edge.
"oh! well hi! Its nice to meet you! Its amazing when we have other members of the Hazbin Hotel!" She says before she hugs me. I gasp when she lunges towards me and i flinch, my eyebrows lift in confusion but i hugged back soon as later. I didnt think kind souls existed in hell, maybe it isnt that bad?
I smile awkwardly. "Thank you- i appriciate it" I say as Charlie steps back and smiles at Vaggie. I notice the other demons were just doing whatever, mainly chatting and laughing together. I cant help but smile. Demons arnt that bad?
I feel the hands on my shoulders move and turn me around. I glare down at Lucifer, huh, didnt know he was that short.
"Are you all healed?" He says as he touches my waist and stomach to check if i was okay. I blush slighty and chuckle awkwardly. "yeah- yeah im fine your majesty"
"please, its Lucifer, and im glad your alright." He says as he smiles warmly at me, i return the smile.
"They might take a while, but they should warm up. Angels dont do well round here, but they will adjust." He says as he smiles. His hands were still on my shoulders.
"alright, im thankful still, thanks for helping me. Lute would have killed back there." I say smiling at him. He chuckles before walking towards his daughter.
I watch as he leaves. My thoughs are bombarded with all different things. Am i in the Hazbin hotel now? Hell can be nice? Well somewhat, i mean, i did nearly die down here.
Maybe, just maybe hell isn't too bad? My thoughts get interrupted by a huge explosion behind me, i turn to see a few demons ripping an angels wings to death. I squint in disgust, realising i should get us to that. Other than that, this couldn't be that bad.. I might even like it here.
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zeldasnotes · 1 year
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ASTEROID NOTES 7
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• Masterman(21561) conjunct Ascendant can make someone come across as very dominant and authorative.
• Kitty(9563) conjunct Mars can make someone into the pet & owner kink.
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• Dejanira(157) conjunct Ascendant can make someone look very vulnerable.
• People with Ceres(1) conjunct Mercury have the most soothing voice.
• Ive noticed that a lot of people who convert to another religion because someone made them have Lilith in the 9th house. Or they had to convert to be accepted by their partners family.
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• Circe(34) conjunct Ascendant is definitely on of the sexiest and most striking placements. It gives such a bewitching look.
• Bellona(28) conjunct Sun or Ascendant is someone who wont back down no matter whos standing infront of them. They are bad at choosing which battles are worth fighting. Might have beef with a lot of people during their lives. If afflicted might even look for a fight or enjoy it.
• Lilith conjunct Moon is definitely one of the top 3 synastry aspects when it comes to craziness and obsession. (According to me)
• Asteroid Bella(657) and Aphrodite(1388) conjunct Ascendant does not only add beauty but it also makes someone come across as very refined and elegant. They got the manners of a rich old lady.
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• I have Stargazer(8958) conjunct Sun and I (obviously) love astrology
• Ive seen asteroid Briede(19029) conjunct Sun in the chart of women who had a lot of people propose to them after just knowing them for a short time.
• My stepmoms Groom(5129) is conjunct my dads Sun and she wanted him at first sight.
• Psyche(16) conjunct Moon in synastry indicates a beautiful feeling of understanding eachother.
• People with Child(4580) conjunct Sun or Ascendant never lost that childlike innocence, sense of fun and curiosity. They can look really cute too.
•I know someone with Paine(5188) conjunct Venus who struggled with her appearance her whole life. Shes not ugly she just think she is because she got bullied for something that has to do with her looks during her childhood.
See more asteroid observations on my masterlist!
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kurosstuff · 8 days
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Hihi Lovely~
I have a fluff prompt for the followers event
🍯 Reader (can be fem or gn i dont mind) is an exorcist and they get really hurt on the last exorcism and so they are gone for weeks and Sera is freaking out and can’t come see them cause of her work. But they surprise her with flowers and showing up when she’s working?? (They escaped the hospital-)
Hi sweetie ~ thank you for requesting! Hope you like it♡♡
Warming(s): fighting detailed? Idk I don't know how to write fights. Blood. Sera being a worry wart
Sera x GN!Exorcist! reader: Escape artist
The job was supposed to be easy.
It was almost always easy. But not this time. Somehow? The demons were told how to fight back. How to win. How to hurt angels. You weren't even aware that was possible. But seeing both your bosses reactions? You growled now annoyed. They knew.
Of fucking course they knew.
And they didn't tell the Exorcists? The actual FUCK is that? You raged, slicing demons left and right covered in a mix of angel blood and demon blood. Taking a deep breath, your wings flapped in anger. You weren't surprised. Their too prideful to have warned anyone. You silently cursed, Adam and Lute.
If you knew you could get hurt? Your arm wouldn't have been bleeding. You wouldn't have ran face first into battle. Dodging an attack from your opponent, you easily sliced his arm off. "Hands off, sinner," you growled out. Punching the demons face away from you.
Unaware of the crowd forming behind you. Unaware it was all a trap for you. Hands grabbed you snarling you glared at the sinners. "Unhand me-" your voice cut out from a scream escaping you as a demon broke your arm. Another grabbing your weapon, stabbing into you repeatedly, making you lose so much blood. Everything went black when you heard a familiar voice yelling at you - blurred vision - as you saw what looked to be Adam rushing to you
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It was quiet as Sera worked. A usually calming day turned to an unsettling feeling. Sera felt off. It was so unnerving that - why did she have such a bad feeling? Like it wasn't as calming as she assumed? As she hoped? Glancing at the feather around her neck, she smiled, kissing it gently. "Be safe, my love. Soon, you'll be here. Back" a loud bang down the hall was heard followed by yells of something. Leaning back, she tapped her feathered pen humming that unnerving feeling grew.
Sera stopped seeing Adam. Who? Weirdly was quiet. Putting her pen down, she watched. Waiting for him to speak. Watching how uncomfortable he was. A bad feeling crept up her. She didn't like this. Not one bit. As he spoke, she listened to him. Listened to how he spoke of an accident. What exactly what happened he wouldn't say until he said your name. Her blood ran cold. Her extra eyes popping out, staring him down
"What?"
Adam gulped "i- like I said. Your mate? Y/N? Got hurt. Badly." Knowing it was his fault. And by the look in her eyes? She knew it too "look- I- no one saw the demon. No one expected them to try to fight back Ser- High Leader" correcting himself knowing how she got in when mad. Better to be fully respectful. Despite her being kind- she is still a Seraphim.
"I told you. To keep them safe. You know how-" she snarled about to break her composure. Covering her face, giving her a second. Swallowing her rage "Adam. You are excused. Do not allow another to come in here for the time being" making him nod
"I think- I think you should visi-"
"What did I say?"
At that? He turned rushing off without a word. No matter how she wished to. She can't visit. She's the high leader. She has a job to do. No matter how she longed to see her Mate. To see her love. To see how their doing. She can't
Picking up the pen, she sighed, knowing? You were aware of it as well.
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Weeks.
A full three weeks since the last extermination. Since Sera saw you. Heard from you- she wasn't sure what was going on. Frantically, she focuses on her work. To not lose her composure. Yet. She wondered. Are you ok? Do you wish she gave up her work her responsibilities? To rush to your side?
Taking a deep breath, she played with the feather nervous. Oh, how she hopes you know even if she wanted to. She couldn't be able to. Not with her rules. Not with how important her reputation is. Closing her eyes. She hummed
She needed more coffee.
And by God does she need it bad.
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Taking a full three weeks to rest was boring. Didn't matter the broken arm nor how the stitches in your sides burned. Made you wince by even moving. You sighed, glancing out the window, smiling the best you could. Half your face bandaged up from the slashes. Thank God it was from a normal weapon you thought. Can't lose an eye. But luckily it'll reheal itself
Glancing around the room, you hummed, thinking before smirking at a thought. You could sneak out. See Sera- God, do you miss her. Humming softly you hopped she was resting. Not overworking when she's upset or panicked.
But you knew better.
You knew she was despite you wishing otherwise. Cause, of course, she'd worry. Of course, she'd panic. So? She's over working herself.
Getting up was the tricky part. Legs aren't broken, no, but the pain in your body was too great. Thankfully, your wings were somehow in perfect condition. Helping you get up, flapping to stand up. Taking a deep breath, ignoring how your body begged you to get back to bed. To rest.
You needed to see your mate.
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Luckily, it didn't take too long.
Just needed to rush to get flowers avoid the guards(who knew you'd probably run) and escape to Seras office. Now- the tricky part sneaking INTO her office. No doubt if her guards saw? They'd wisk you back to the hospital. Not wanting to be in trouble for aiding a break out.
Snickering at the thought, you held the flowers close, flying past some guards easily. Making you hum. Surely their not that blind no? Surely theyd.. be more vigilant. More watchful.
But no.
They arent
Good thing for this, but.. bad job at guarding. Rolling your eyes, you entered into her office frowning, seeing how ruffled her feathers are. Walking up to her, you gulped, nervous. Would she be upset your here?
"Thought I said no guests. Leave. I'm in no mood"
Your nerves melted at her voice no matter how angry she sounded. You were just glad to hear from her after weeks, "Not even your mate?" AT that? She snapped up, looking dead at you. Blank. Before she teared up, smiling tiredly rushing to you gently lifting upu "got flowers?"
"Oh my swan~ who cares for that? Your..your ok~ your here-" she stopped staring at you, her wings enveloping you in a hug "you snuck out. You should be resting. Not- not here!" She scoffed but the smile on her face? Said otherwise
"Needed to see you," you smiled softly, kissing her knuckles as she gently nuzzled you. "I missed you. I know you're a busy woman, but.. I was hoping you'd be resting?" Kissing her softly as she hummed
"If I did. It wouldn't be good. I'd be pulling my feathers out to find you -" whispering softly to you, holding you closer. Sighing, she reluctantly away. "My swan. You need to go back. As much as.. I wish for you to stay. You can't. Your stitches need constant watch" she frowned Kissing you again gently
"Only if you take a break"
"My swan," she huffed, giving you a look, making you huff shrugging
"Then I guess.. I'll stay here?" With a deep sigh knowing she lost she nodded. Rubbing your waist gently "fine I'll. I'll take breaks. Not long ones but.. fine" she grumbled as you grinned nodding
If this is what you're both gonna see after the five weeks are up? You both can wait another two. But for now. Until the nurses come retrieve you. She'll cradle you close. Gently as if you'd break. She's let herself be a bit selfish until then. Take her much needed break
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fatuismooches · 2 years
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Okay, first of all..
YOUR WRITING AKSJAKSJAKAJAAK OMG I'M SQUEALING SO HARD, U DONT KNOW HOW MUCH HAPPINESS U BRING TO ME (ESPECIALLY UR CAPITANO IS SO 💓🥺😩💞), THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR MAKING SUCH A GOOD CONTENT TO A LOT OF US 💓💓💞🛐
second,
If ur request is still open and if u dont mind, may i request Capitano with a female reader that has an ability to heal whenever she sings? But her voice is so soothing that it makes him fall asleep 😅 (but he doesnt mind about it bcs thats the only time where he can finally release all of his tension and feel at peace) So everytime Capitano came back from a war and has some injuries, she will hold his hands and start singing to heal him while he slowly descent to his peaceful sleep
U dont have to do it if u are not comfortable with the idea and sorry for the bad english 😅
-🥝
♡ 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ♡
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synopsis: Capitano carries a great burden as a Fatui Harbinger, but it starts to take less of a toll when he's blessed with your lovely songs.
includes: capitano w/ fem! reader
notes: This is literally such a sweet request and I love this dynamic so much <33. I just know that Capitano would love someone the opposite of him!! I hope you like this!
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You are his beautiful, perfect little maiden. Really, Capitano does not know how he got so lucky to have met someone as peaceful and soothing as you. And for you to fully reciprocate his feelings? To wholly love this monster, when he takes lives and you save them instead? He feels almost guilty but can’t give you up. And when you show him your magnificent ability, this feeling amplifies a lot more. He’s never cared much for weak people, but you’ve opened up his eyes some more to the abilities of others. You may not fight, but your songs lift the spirits, both physically and mentally, of the wounded soldiers and increase morale. Everyone quite literally loves you (cue Capitano in the back, jealous of the attention the rest of the soldiers are getting.) He’s a silent person by nature, so he never ever interrupts your singing. Shows his displeasure quietly if anyone else were to do so.
There’s only so much bandages and medicinal salves can do to treat wounds. You have to let time pass to fully recover. But nope, not anymore. Even if he gets the tiniest scratch, you’re running to him to you can sing the wound away. (Just think of Capitano trying to tend to the flowers like you do and ends up getting pricked by a thorn. Begins to do it on purpose so he can hear your songs more often. Honestly, he thinks it’s adorable how he’s so much more bigger and stronger than you, yet you get worried about him over anything.) He loathes to leave you alone, but duty calls of course. But something cute I think, is that you’d sing a song and record it on a Radiant Spincrystal so he could listen to it when he’s out fighting. (Don’t ask me how that would work. It just works because I said so!) So now every day after a battle, the whole camp can hear your singing voice coming from Capitano’s tent. No one says a word about how all of them can hear it, they enjoy it too after all and no one has the heart or guts to report this to their Lord Harbinger. Your singing really calms him down - if he’s having a rough day away from you he just plays the spin crystal and it relaxes him a lot. Tends to think about what kind of souvenir or trinket he should get you this time after he wins this war. Another thing - he likes to write down things about the scenery, people, animals, etc about the nation/area he’s visiting, so that you can use it as inspiration for your songs. Secretly feels really happy when you come up with something based on his notes.
But of course, nothing is better than the real thing in person. This is why you always make sure to sit by the window every day when your lover is supposed to be returning soon. To greet him with a welcome home melody! And boy, is he ever so internally excited for this every time. Everyone else sees his stiff, upright emotionless posture, but he’s literally beaming internally that he finally gets to hold you again, hear your lovely chirpy voice, feel your gentle caresses… a battle worn and torn warrior in love with his tender and soft healer at its finest. (It’s also amusing to think about the maids and butlers just standing there silently while you're draped over your lover singing a sweet tune to him. Capitano has learned to deal with it.) 
The best part is when you urge him into your private quarters and badger him to take off all his heavy armor and clothing so you could heal him already. It’s always a mesmerizing process actually - the big, fluffy coat goes first and drops to the floor, then the multiple armor pieces he wears on different parts of his body. Finally comes the regular clothing that is quickly thrown off. Sometimes the wounds are small and infrequent, or they’re big. (Well, for the sake of the story let’s say that… who is wounding such a high ranking Harbinger lol.) And then you get to work, pressing your hands gently against the wounded areas and beginning to sing. You’ve memorized which songs he likes the best of course. The first few times you did this Capitano fell asleep sitting up and you were literally trapped in his lap. Now you make him lie down before you heal. And while Capitano has some… thoughts about your ability to make him doze off some quickly, he grows to not mind it. At first, he was cautious of it. He has concerns about appearing vulnerable in front of anyone, even you. He’s just not used to it. But he begins to wake up feeling more rested than usual. Of course, your healing made him feel better physically but these naps after hearing your singing just made him feel better. And he got to wake up to you clinging to his arm. You described this as him feeling “peaceful” since his body and mind were free of tension from your singing. He grows to look forward to injuries now…
Capitano also gets frequently worried about the state of your throat (he’s protective over you by a WHOLE LOT.) You’ve been singing for too long and your throat is getting all scratchy and hoarse? Too bad for the other soldiers - he’s escorting you to your shared bedroom so you can get some rest. The kind of lover who would actually hold the glass of water and tilt your head back so you can drink it. You are not lifting a finger after your performances. (Thankfully they have big cups that are big enough for his hands hehe.) And if there’s specific food you want to eat for your throat? You’re going to have it, no matter what. And if you ever lost your voice for a few days?! He would genuinely be so sad and make you stay in bed all day. I know he’d keep all of the notes you wrote down to communicate with him though. Haha, it’s very cute to imagine that Capitano is standing there, watching the recruits train menacingly, while you’re there on standby in case of any injuries, radiating sunshine. Everyone is used to you two strolling down the hallways, hand in hand, your singing filling the empty and desolate space while Capitano dutifully marches behind you. Quite an unusual pair, but a very good one.
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hannahlovesluca · 3 months
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Morning Dew
| warnings: spoilers, archon quest theme
| genre: even i dont flippin know
| summary: …
| part: 1
| extra: credit to @brisquad-unit-4402 for the title
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Your fists clench hardly at your sides. The anger burning inside of you is hot and intense, as it always is before a battle.
But tonight, the rage is deeper, fiercer than before. It is an all-consuming fire that has driven you to this place, at this time, before a crowd of thousands.
The roar of the audience is deafening, even over the heavy beating of the music. Their voices chant your name in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. The beat of the music, the stomping of the feet, the clapping and shouting—all combine to drown out almost every other sound.
Furina sits on her throne, watching the duel from her throne, the hydro archon watching intently. Her face is hard, and unreadable. 
The crowd's attention is divided, as the two combatants take their places at the far ends of the arena, their eyes locked, their stances ready for battle.
As the clock ticks down, you take a deep breath, and let the tension and fear melt away. There is nothing left but the fight, and the will to win.
And the will to live.
With that thought in mind, you begin your final approach, stalking towards the arena like a predator closing in on its prey.
You know this feeling well, this calm before the storm. It is the calmness that comes with the knowledge that you are going to survive this battle. That you are going to live to fight another day.
You are a champion duelist, you and Chlorinde being the most well known in all of Fontaine. The hydro archon knows this, as do the other archons (even if they’re not from Fontaine) and they would never dream of interfering in a match between two champions,  even if they are archons, their life could still be at stake.
Chlorinde approaches you slowly, a grin on her lips, her sword at the ready.
"It seems you are a lot smarter than I thought," she says, her voice dripping with mockery.
"I'm not one for words, so how about we make this quick?" you reply.
She raises her sword in a salute.
"As you wish," she replies, her voice dripping with disdain.
The two of you meet in the middle of the arena, and the crowd erupts into cheers.
A moment passes. 
You are staring into the eyes of the woman who has killed so many, and who now stands before you, ready to kill you as well.
Furina stands up from her throne and leans against the railing separating her from the arena.
“Wait!”
She shouts above the roar of the crowd. The whole arena quiets instantly, their attention now focused on the hydro archon.
"This duel was brought about because of a personal disagreement," she continues.  "And as much as it may pain me to see it end, I must ask for a truce."
The crowd begins to murmur in confusion.
"There is no need for bloodshed here tonight," she says, her voice carrying across the arena.
“I, Furina, Focalors, your God, demand that you two end this duel!”
The two of you stand there in silence, as the crowd waits to see what will happen.
Finally, Chlorinde breaks the silence, her voice dripping with venom.
"Very well," she spits. "If that is what the Hydro Archon wishes."
She sheaths her sword, and walks away, leaving you standing alone in the center of the arena.
The crowd erupts into cheers, and you are carried out on the shoulders of the masses, your heart heavy.
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Your dreams are filled with a strange voice calling out to you, as if asking you to come home.
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1. A Familiar Face
You awake with a gasp, sweat running down your face. You sit up and rub the sleep from your eyes, trying to clear the fog of dreams from your mind.
A nightmare.
It was just a nightmare.
You take a deep breath, and try to remember the details of the dream, but all you can recall is the voice, and the feeling of dread it filled you with.
What the hell was that?
You suddenly remember the duel that ended too early with Chlorinde yesterday. It must have been the stress of it that triggered the dream.
You look out the window of your small room, and see that the sun has not yet risen. You sigh, and lie back down, trying to get back to sleep.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of knocking at the door.
You roll out of bed and slip on a robe before opening the door.
"Hello?"
A familiar voice answers you.
"Sorry to bother you so early," the person says.
You open the door wider, and the person steps into the room.
"Good morning, Chlorinde," you say.
"I couldn't sleep last night," she says. "Too much adrenaline. So I came to visit. I hope that's alright."
"Of course," you reply.
She walks over to the window and looks out, her hands clasped behind her back.
"I can't believe how fast the world moves now," she says. "we have so many options, and yet, it feels like there is always something missing."
You walk over to the window and lean against the wall, looking out at the city of Fontaine.
“The water levels are rising again,” Chlorinde starts, “you know what that means.”
You nod.
"The prophecy," you reply.
"Exactly. This is it," she says, her voice trembling with emotion.
"The beginning of the end."
You stare out the window at the water.
“I heard rumour that the legendary blonde Traveler and her mascot, Paimon, are making their way to Fontaine,” Chlorinde mentions.
You look over to her.
"I haven't met them yet," you say.
"I've heard of the Traveler," she replies. "She is very powerful."
"And her companion, Paimon?"
"She is a fairy, a being made of pure light and energy. They say she is as powerful as the stars themselves."
"They sound like quite the team."
"Indeed. If they can end the prophecy, perhaps there is hope."
You look at her and smile.
"Perhaps."
Chlorinde sighs and runs a hand through her hair.
"Well, I should let you get back to sleep. I just wanted to talk."
"Thanks for coming by," you reply.
"My pleasure."
She turns and walks to the door.
"Sleep well," she says, before stepping out of the room.
You close the door and sigh.
Maybe things will work out after all.
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A few weeks pass, and you are still unable to shake the feeling of dread that haunts you.
You find yourself thinking about the prophecy more and more, wondering if there is anything you can do to stop it.
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luffyvace · 4 months
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Zoro x male reader headcanons
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from my list on my profile :)
btw keep in mind there will be no ‘dom’ in this relationship for these headcanons. i have nothing against it as long as it’s still sfw so don’t be afraid to request that :).
zoro wouldn’t stand for a weak s/o
he doesn’t wanna have to worry for you
so if your weak he’ll make you train with him
and if your not ‘great! let’s spar!’
it doesn’t matter if you use swords or a weapons at all
yall gon spar.
y’all prob fight even more than him and sanji at this point
but not actually angry fight—spar fight
he’ll even teach you his no swords style if he has to 😭
also he’s not a huge cuddle bug or anything but he’s always warm
he’ll grunt if you snuggle up to him for warmth but won’t move you or anything
another thing—he always has your back
especially in fights
not really in petty arguments with other people tho
he might join in on it but not on your side
just to tease you
but you know he means no harm
except for with ero cook
then he’ll team up with you
😭
zoros love languages are quality time and acts of service for sure
zoros quality time looks like working out together,
trying to understand whatever hobbies you like
drinking contests
sitting in solidarity silence
and his acts of service is
saving your butt in battle
going shopping together
any little favor you need really
if your carrying something heavy and almost drop it he’s got you
he shows he cares in little ways like that
zoro is the one to tell it like it is in the straw hats
like he did when usopp left
and he won’t be afraid to call you out on your crap if your wrong
hes not trying to alienate your or something
he just wants you to realize what your doing and change to be a better person
youll have to stop him from getting into trouble btw
like the time he almost shanked charlos
and you always makes sure he doesn’t get lost :)
may or may not come of with nick names for you depending on what you look like/do a lot
like with sanji and ero cook
but they’re less insulting
if your a more excitable person he won’t mind same with being a chill person
hes indifferent about a lot of things
hes chill with 90% personalities and 100% of looks
the 10% of personality he doesn’t like is sanji’s
apologies to sanji kinnies :)
you and zoro kinda always end up going wherever the other goes
like y’all are always together but like not on purpose
it’s cute to robin and nami
zoro would open up to you about his past a good amount of months into the relationship
but it won’t be at random
itll probably happen after you open up to him about yours
then he starts thinkin
’should i tell him?’
he decides he’ll take the opportunity when it comes to him
it was a much needed conversation that let him get a lot off his chest
especially about kuina
he never directly told anyone about who she was
he always just says i promised someone
or his childhood friend
but he never went into depth
which is just even more confirmation that he really loves and trusts you
communication with him is actually pretty good
some topics might get skimped though
if he does something you don’t like subconsciously
dont hesitate to come to him about it
it won’t offend him
he’s a tough cookie anyways he’ll be alright
plus he’s all about betterment
so he’s open to criticism as longs as your being genuine and not sarcastic
he’s also most likely to take it if it’s from you
yall trust each other with y’all lives 100% on another note
if you wanna go on dates?
ya mean drinking contests?
nahh jk
but it won’t be anything sappy because he refuses to take any advice from love cook
just chillin somewhere peaceful on an island
hopefully you have navigation skills or at least not his sense of direction so y’all don’t get lost 😭
don’t let him lead btw
he’ll try to and insist he knows where he’s going
no he dont
stop him
you have to be stern or he’s going his way
hes kinda stubborn
you love that part of him too tho
💖
i’m proud with the way these came out!
i hope any guy that reads this enjoys because there is 100% a lack of male content- so here you are! :)
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hii! could i request a luke skywalker and reader (if you write for him) where they "rescue" grogu together and one of the dark troopers hurt her and he heals her and dotes over her?? just really cute? maybe she falls asleep on him and he carries her to her bed and she asks him to stay, they wake up cuddling and maybe a confession too??? totally fine if you dont write forhim but thanks!!!
counting on you | luke skywalker
pairing: luke x jedi!reader
word count: 2,5k
summary: where luke and y/n rescue grogu, but y/n gets hurt
a/n: i hope it's alright that i changed it up a bit, i went with the flow~ and thank you for always providing me with star wars requests <33
warnings: angst, violence, mentions of blood, mentions of injuries, force healing
universe: star wars
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A spooky stillness reigns on the giant light cruiser, even the dark troopers pause for a moment. Even though you sneak around, the droids’ sensors pick up your presence with ease. The silence vanishes just as quickly as it appeared as the troopers line up their blasters and start firing at you.
Your years of training have specialized you for these kinds of moments, which is why it is not difficult for you to take out the droids one by one with a targeted and well-considered movement of your glowing blade. You decapitate one of them, the heavy head banging on the hard floor, while another one sneaks up on you from behind. As a result of its actions, a green lightsaber is rammed through its upper body from behind in the next second. The red light behind the lifeless eyes extinguishes and the droid collapses, smoke emanating from the inside.
Quickly, you raise your own lightsaber in front of your body, allowing you to deflect the blaster fire from the dark troopers who have not yet fallen. Again and again, you block their attacks and direct the dangerous projectiles in the other direction. Shortly, you catch a glimpse of one of the surveillance cameras mounted in the upper corner of the ceiling before it is destroyed by a deflected shot.
You know you are being watched.
Together and as a team, it does not take long until you have fought your way through the entire cruiser, through almost all enemy troops, and are now close to your final destination. The Force that called you here is incredibly strong, even stronger than you expected. And you can clearly feel it.
“Y/N!”, your name echoes through the battle as you pound one of the troopers against the wall with a flying ammo box, crushing it motionless. “This way.”
Disposing of your last opponent by severing its mechanical arms and legs, you extinguish your lightsaber blade and follow Luke into an elevator, adjusting the hood of your cloak that has slightly slipped during combat. You stand closely next to him, breathing heavily and trying to control your breathing, while the fight did not bother Luke at all. Which is pretty unfair considering how many dark troopers he took out on his own.
“Did you count?”, is the only thing Luke asks you, his gaze fixed ahead, his hand on the hilt of his lightsaber. Nodding, you answer his question, and a small smile pulls at the corner of your lips. You can’t fully reply, however, when the elevator abruptly stops on the selected floor and the doors hiss open.
As if in slow motion, Luke steps out first, the green blade already lit again, and faces the crowd of dark troopers who have just been waiting for the both of you. Immediately, Luke deflects and dodges each trooper’s blaster shots, severing the first of them in two. Startled, you take a step back all of a sudden, not knowing exactly what made you do it, the adrenaline dulling all your senses.
Moving quickly, closely behind Luke, you also take out a dark trooper who has gotten a little to close for your liking. You use the Force to pull one of them towards you, but do not manage to pull him as close as you originally intended, which surprises you once again. Luke does not realize, however, as he swipes his green lightsaber across the trooper from top to the bottom. The next one he pushes backwards with a boost of the Force.
Thrilled and exhausted, you watch as he effectively crushes the very last enemy with the Force in a matter of seconds with a tiny flick of his hand, an action that only makes you realize just how powerful Luke really is.
You still have a lot to learn.
Now, you stand alone in front of the locked blast door that protects those you came here for. A deep indentation in the door indicates that you got here just in time.
As you stagger, preparing to open the thick door with your lightsaber, it already hisses to the side on its own, opening up a view of the bridge. The sliding doors reveal, even though blurry, a group of the most diverse inhabitants of the galaxy: bounty hunters, Mandalorians, Imperials, and…
“Are you Jedi?”, the Mandalorian in shining silver armor asks after you have removed your hoods and revealed your faces upon entering.
“We are”, Luke replies calmly, his eyes shifting to the left toward the small green figure hiding behind the back of a chair. You watch as Luke reaches out to the Force-sensitive child and asks him to come along. His words ring in your head from afar, as if he weren’t standing right next to you.
You can tell from the Mandalorian’s movement that they are still talking, but their conversation is drowned out by a loud and uncomfortable beeping in your ear. When a sudden rush of pain shoots through you all of a sudden, you wince and take another step back, as if something invisible hit you out of nowhere.
Instinctively, your hand grabs your side and when it comes into contact with your skin you can’t help but cry out in pain. The moment you look down at yourself and there is dark blood all over your hand, your blood, the realization hits you roughly.
You weren’t hit by something invisible. Unnoticedly, you were hit by a blaster shot, one that neither Luke nor you were able to deflect after stepping out of the elevator. This also explains why you staggered all of a sudden, why you were suddenly unconcentrated and could no longer properly recognize the figures in front of you, why you are now on the fastest way to the hard, cold ground.
If it weren’t for Luke, who catches you in one swift movement and slowly slides you to the ground, his hands tightly wrapped around your body, you would have hit your head. You do not want to seem weak, especially not in front of him, which is probably why you have been subconsciously suppressing the pain all along. However, you are wounded more severely than you thought, at least judging by the expression on Luke’s face after he took a closer look at your bleeding wound.
Perplexed and no longer able to fully comprehend what is happening around you, your vision only gets clear for short intervals. At first, you recognize several silhouettes looking at you, including the tiny green creature, while the next moment you hear R2-D2’s worried squeak. Then you are blinded by a bright light before feeling severe pain that suddenly vanishes again and then, out of nowhere, an X-Wing appears in front of you. Before you know it, you are in the endless vastness of space and then you slip into pure darkness.
When you can open your eyes properly for the first time after what feels like hours of being unconscious, even though your head is still constantly buzzing, it takes you a moment to find your way back to the here and now. A brown wall made of some kind of fabric reveals in front of you and you realize that you are lying on a makeshift bamboo bed, your jedi robe on top of you, turned into a blanket. Outside of what appears to be a tent you hear the soft cracking of a fire that casts eerie shadows on the tent wall. Unable to hear any other sounds, you quickly want to get up and search for Luke as the fear coursing through you due to his absence is quickly replaced by pain.
Groaning, you touch the familiar spot, where you were hit by blaster fire not too long ago, with your hand. Now, there is a large bacta patch attached to your skin, covering and protecting the wound. Slowly but surely acquainting yourself with your new immobility, you crawl to the entrance of the makeshift tent and pull the fabric that works as a door aside.
The light of the flames blinds you for a brief moment, but at the same time greets you with a pleasant warmth immediately.
“Y/N! You are awake”, Luke says, visibly glad as he quickly gets up from his cross-legged position next to the fire and rushes to you, dropping to the ground next to you while putting a safe arm around your shoulders. His other hand he places on your cheek and his eyes search your face for cluses as to how you are doing.
“I- Where are we?”, you ask in amazement, not being able to clearly see where you are even when you take a look at your surroundings. All you can recognize is that you are hidden in some forest in the galaxy. Your train of thought is interrupted, however, when a childlike cooing sounds next to you. You are shocked to find that the little green creature has come along this journey with you.
“May I introduce you, this is Grogu”, Luke introduces the two of you, and Grogu coos at the mention of his name, ears pricked. “Grogu, this is Y/N.”
Grogu’s little green hand touches your leg, seemingly his own way of greeting you, causing you to briefly giggle. You have to stop yourself, however, as the excruciating pain washes over you once more.
“I don’t know how it happened! I deflected all the shots, but this one must have escaped me and got you straight”, Luke chatters away, the guilt clearly written on his face. “The medical bay on this damn cruiser had hardly any equipment, so I could only put a bacta patch on the wound. I hope-”
“Luke”, you interrupt him gently, putting your hand on the side of his face now in order to force him to look directly at you. “It’s fine, I’m fine. It only hurts a little when I move. Or breathe.”
Luke immediately takes a breath in, ready to interject once more, presumably to tell you to lie down, but this time he remains silent as you pull his face towards you and bring your lips together in a gentle kiss. You don’t know what exactly made you do it, maybe it is the adrenaline that is still rushing through your veins, or it just felt right in that exact moment, here and now. Whatever it was, here you are, kissing Luke Skywalker and he seems to agree, actually deepening the kiss while leaning his torso more over your body, running his hand down the sides of your body, the side that is not injured. Wait a minute..
With a sudden jerk you promptly move away from Luke and look down at yourself, startled, examining the bacta patch that is still in place. However, the painful tug you felt when moving suddenly disappeared. Puzzled and not quite understanding what happened, Luke also looks at your wound, immediately grabbing your hand when you start to remove the patch, trying to prevent you from doing so.
“Y/N-”
“Wait, wait. It.. doesn’t hurt anymore”, you brush him off and he lets you remove the patch. Together you draw in a sharp breath at the same time as the bacta patch reveals your shining skin, no traces of a wound left. As if it never even existed.  
“What..”, both of you start, when Grogu, who has settled down right next to you in the meantime, answers with a coo, stretching out one of his tiny hands. At that exact moment the realization what this little guy apparently tries to tell you dawns upon you, and apparently also on Luke.
“No, no. That is absolutely impossible”, Luke immediately denies what you are both trying to comprehend at that moment, examining his own hands closely with wide eyes. He tries to understand that he healed you and did it with nothing but the Force itself.
“The sacred jedi texts say that-”
“Of course I just magically healed you with the Force and he tells me it’s what he always does”, Luke murmurs softly under his breath, causing you to look at him, placing Grogu on your lap while your heartbeat picks up again when you lock eyes with Luke. Questioningly, you stare at him, although you know exactly what he means. “I suppose now I will never have the courage to-”
“This is incredible!”, you yelp with delight, taking Grogu by surprise as the next moment he is stumbling backwards, R2 next to him beeping at you reproachfully as the protective brother he is. Happy and completely pain-free, you grab the little one and hold him in your arms so that he examines you with his huge eyes. Even though you know he can’t answer you or you wouldn’t understand since you don’t know how Luke is able to communicate with him, you smile at the little creature that reminds you of an old master while Luke still has to process the situation.
Which is more than fine with you, because that way he will not notice how fast your heart is beating after you have just kissed him out of nowhere.
“Courage for what?”, you interrupt him now, actually curious, but still a bit shy and reserved. The hope that he is triggering inside of you scares you. You weren’t even this scared when facing the dark troopers as you are in this moment. And Luke feels exactly the same.
“I- Well-”, Luke begins, but when he finds himself at a loss for the right words, he is the one leaning in and joining your lips in a soft kiss that you did not see coming at all. He gently moves his lips against yours and if you did not know better, you feel him smile against you every now and then.
Only when he breaks the kiss do you dare to take a deep breath in, although his face is still incredibly close in front of yours. His beautiful shining eyes light up at the sight of you, saying so much more than words ever could. Never again can you imagine living without that feeling inside of you, that mutual feeling of being loved feels so intoxicating.
R2-D2, who is currently talking to the child, does not seem to be bothered by the renewed awkward silence between the two of you. Rather, he takes this as an opportunity to beep even louder and tell one of his great stories.
“I-”, you try to start another conversation with Luke, who is still looking at you with so much affection that you could melt right there and then. Pulling yourself together, however, you slowly continue, emphasizing every single word: “By the way, I have eliminated fifteen dark troopers.”
There is a brief silence, and it almost looks as if Luke has stopped breathing for a second. But then he snorts loudly, and his beautiful laugh rings out to you. You can’t help but join his laughter until he abruptly stops and looks at you with all seriousness, his hand on your cheek and his thumb caressing your bottom lip.
“I got twenty-five.”
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neteyamsilly · 1 year
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❀ 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒗𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒔) ❀
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“It should not be a luxury, but a right to choose, to fight for the family that you want.”
“I fight... for the family that I have.”
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pairing ;; neteyam (20) x reader (21)
synopsis ;; Your right to be a child ended at the ripe age of one with the butchering of your birth family in the Battle of the Hallelujah Mountains, but the newborn daughter of your adopted mother and father was your rebirth as a big sister — suddenly your life had purpose and direction, you were content endlessly doting on Loratirea despite being nothing but unwanted baggage who didn’t quite belong, convinced that they were impatient for the day you would finally leave the nest. 
And leave the nest you did, alright.  
Originally from the Anurai clan, your family had to seek Uturu from the Omatikaya after relentless raids from the sky people resulted in the passing of your father. 
He was the only link you had to this family as the one with blood connection to you, and you’re forever grateful to your (step)mother for treating you like another one of hers when you’re already well past the age to find a mate of your own, you wouldn’t know what to do if you didn’t have your sister and her. They weren’t obligated to let a mere orphan in on their love at all in the first place, and you owe it to your remaining family to look after them until they’re happily integrated and safe in Toruk Makto’s fortress, and then you’ll be able to go back to Bone Sanctuary, finally move on with your life after paying your debt. 
You take the sign of atokirina flocking around your sister the night you arrive as the period at the end of your resolve. Loratirea is chosen by Eywa as a blessing to the Omaticaya, the Olo’eyktan and his family are beyond thrilled to have her become a part of the clan, the mating between her and the eldest son training to be the next Olo’eyktan is immediately the hot topic amongst people the morning after. 
You’ll make sure your sweet sister is mated with the perfect man who can make her the happiest Na’vi in the world. You’re not sure what Eywa is trying to say, but Loratirea will not be burdened by duty, you refuse to let her tread on the path you’re walking on, it may be selfish on your part, but she deserves nothing but the best. 
The best happens to be Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk’itan, or so they say. 
And he is at the bottom of your list. That impudent boy will keep away from your sister if he knows what’s good for him, especially after all the atrocious qualifications he’s listed about what it had to take to be his mate with no room for love in there — the single thing your sister wants most in her life. The way he viewed love, the way he viewed tìmuntxa as nothing but a responsibility to better protect his family…
No, he’s not worthy of her. Loratirea deserves more than to exist to serve Jakesuli’s immediate family. You will make Neteyam get it before your sister completes her rite of passage. He will back off and find another miserable, unfortunate soul for his cause.
And oh, how he hates you for getting in his way, choking him, surrounding him like ivy the more he tries to move — to free himself.
notes / explanations ;;
❀ ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!
❀ avatar the way of water did not happen and the sully family remained in the forest. neteyam grew up to be extremely pressured and has nothing in his mind but fulfilling his duties, so his decisions revolve around that.
❀ enemies to lovers, there's plot if you squint and things get messy, heavily based on Bridgerton season 2, neteyam is basically anthony bridgerton and im here to spread the agenda, this is basically neteyam and you bonding over older sibling status and that you are way more similar than you both initially thought!
❀ PLEASE interact omg this is my first work on this blog dont let me flop 😭
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COMING SOON ..!
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tobeywobey · 7 months
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this is me asking about your grandberry pirate gillion au :0
YESYAYYAYAYAYAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this spawned cuz of a swordfish supercut and also the joke lizzie made abt "you come on this ship you're my crew"
ok SOOO its canon-compliant UP until 53/57, around there ! gilly takes Not Ferin Well a whole lot worse, especially the almost jay betrayal! hes basically the same as he is in canon (atleast to jay and chip) but hes so upset over jay lying to them this whole time even after what theyve been through together. lizzie and caspian roll up on the half a ship and yk yk, gill goes to help and lizzie makes the "hes on my ship, hes on my crew" and. gill just thinks shes serious and hes shocked and then kind of relieved? he didnt know how to confront chip and jay about what happened on block and now he doesnt have to! and so he just. says goodbye to jay and chip and lizzie is like oh shit youre fr? ok welcome aboard. LOL .
jay and chip take this as well as youd expect! theyre obviously very betrayed and upset, and chip is mad at both gill but also Lizzie cuz in his mind she has just taken his best friend away from her :( they go their separate ways after an argument between all of them (mainly gill, lizzie and chip) and jay keeps trying to convince chip to go back, chip keeps trying to sail them forward and is even more deadset on finding arlin now (they drop off ollie way sooner, as soon as they get to zero-- which they leave for after allport)
gill would start to feel guilty but also the training hes doing with caspian and lizzie starts to help him, and hes also coming to terms with being in the oversea and in his mind the grandberry ship is helping him a lot!
anyways a lot of time passes, both ships go on canon-compliant adventures (HOWEVER. grandberry pirates fight off against the navy a lot more than riptide crew does in canon, so gill is also dealing with that .)
since it starts out near ep 50ish, its near ep 100 where they are reunited (in the black sea!) niklaus tempts lizzie (and by proxy the rest of the crew) by saying if they go and help him with what he needs (which is uh. gillion. its the same thing he wants gill to do in canon) that he will bring ava back (he can Totally do that guys.) and then he gets A BIT SILLY and goes to riptide pirate crew (atp theyd have all the normal npcs minus queen cuz that was all gillion's doing) and is like. Do you Want your Fish Guy? Hes somewhere in the black sea. find him for me and ill make sure he comes back to you guys . :D (he can also Totally do that.)
they meet in the black sea, have the same battle they did when they first got there (both albatross and grandberry together) and gill is still the one who saves jay which leads to sillyness ^_^ gill and jay . talk it out and whatnot, chip (once he stops refusing to talk to gill) and gill argue about it and have. surprise. another ice arena moment. theyre so insane.
---also extra notes--- :D
i dont exactly think hed say hes happier on the grandberry ship than with chip n jay i just . think hes definitely less worried about being the main protector? he knows caspian and lizzie can hold their own (not saying jay and chip cant its just .. you know..) and is living with a lot less stress and also has worked through undersea trauma like how he does in canon except with lizzie and caspian so . hes definitely living a better life, and if offered a place back on the riptide crew he wouldnt just abandon lizzie and caspian after all that especially cuz he still has lingering pain from jay betrayal ^_^
has lizzie/ava (past), swordfish QPR (i love them), liz/casp (QPR) (have you heard how caspian talks abt liz?), and uh........ yeah thats it.
also little idea idk where to fit in here . thinking abt gill missing ollie and chip (once theyve made up) being like "the three of us can go back to Zero and see him!" and gill is just like .. "chip this is my family now, im so much happier here than I have been (OUCH.) I can't in good conscious rejoin you as a riptide pirate after i've spent so long with as a grandberry pirate. However I would Like to see ollie." but both ships go and see ollie bc. yeah ^_^. chip is. devastated :(
hes much stronger and also slightly crazier! the navy trying to kill you will do that to you ^_^
i feel like i had something else to say but i forgot it.
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grumpy-zane · 6 months
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((Saw some misako stuff I disagree with and now Im going to talk about her as a character because I do find her interestinf.
As we know, both Lloyds parents were freaking absent for one reason or another, but I think what Ive taken away from, at least s2, is that Misako isn't afraid to do things that dont 'allign with the good guys' so to speak. She devotes her life to her hobby/job, she always has it seems. She had alterior motives when convincing garmadon to take off his helmet. She does what she must to get what she wants.
If anything it gives an interesting perspective on how she navigates the world. Yes, people miss her when she's gone, yes Lloyd was without her as a kid, but her mind was in one place doing something she was familiar with. I find that far more interesting to acknowledge than write off as her bring a bad person.
'Why did she leave Lloyd at Darklys' easy. Lloyd wanted to be like his dad, and Misako knew that if lloyd were to be 'good', he would fall in line with the green ninja prophecy.
'That doesnt make her a good mom' no maybe not, but in her mind it was a battle of 'Do I let my kid fall into this prophecy and train all his life to kill his dad' vs 'Do I let my kid be a delinquent and stal enough time for me to find a way out of this destiny'. Her intentions were good, and she ultimately failed. It just so happens that the aftermath turned out good, but I am willing to bet that she expected Garmadon to die at Lloyds hands.
After s2 she is still doing her job, and she isn't around. Lloyd has Wu and the other ninja to be there for him, and she doesn't have to be around for Lloyd because of this. Maybe Lloyd is sad that she isn't around, but we must remeber that Garmadon also wasn't around after s2. He was training kids how to fight without fighting.
Yeah. God forbid female characters have flaws am I right? (sarcastic) ))
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bloodycyrano · 1 month
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I am extremely mentally fucked right now, so let's see how team tadpole handles their depressive episodes! TW, this will probably be super depressing to read.
Astarion: He thinks he hides it really well, and for the most part, he does. But his motivation for easy, everyday tasks and self care goes absolutely down the drain. You've seen the inside of his tent, you know how it goes. He tries to keep up the image of doing well, keep the smile, keep the jokes coming. He's terrified of people finding out what's underneath, and in hiding it, he feels like he has the upper hand. He doesn't, and he needs therapy. I'd also put money on him hypersexualizing himself for the validation and to feel like he was worth something. After all, Cazador beat it into him that that was all he was good for. Luring in pray with his body. - We also know that Astarion has nightmares, but I'd like to add to this with the reminder that Elves don't sleep. They trance. In the trance, they go over the memories of their past. It's how they keep up with such long lives and how they stay close to past lives as children (For those who dont know, elves don't measure age in maturity, but rather by distance to their past lives- Once an elf can no longer recall memories from their past life, they are considered an adult. They pick their adult name in celebration of the new person and consciousness that they now are). The fact that Astarion can remember nothing of his life prior to being turned by Cazador, nothing of his family, etc., Means that he is so deeply affected by Cazador that those memories are the only things he can see when he goes to rest at night. Every night, in perfect detail, he has to remember all of his worst trauma.
Karlach: Karlach is the sunshine character. She's sweet, and loud and bright with the biggest smile, but you also have to remember that she was a soldier. She was sold off to a literal demon and used as a science experiment essentially for the hell of it. She's not going to open up about what she's feeling immediately, and she's not going to seek help, either. She thinks she has to deal with it quietly and on her own, because since her parents died; that's what she's always had to do. Chin up, no tears, keep fighting. It's going to stress her out to the point where she starts smoking again, but she'll try to hide it or brush it off. Most importantly, she's going to be more focussed on not burdening those around her and trying to take care of you guys and protect you at the expense of her own mental health and physical safety. But her sorrows are noticeable. She can try to hide it, but everyone in camp knows. Everyone in camp is worried. Everyone can see when her eyes stop glimmering, when she stops dancing around in her tent when she can't sleep, when her bright laughter stops, and when she gets quiet. So quiet. She zones out, like she's in another realm entirely. She probably also has post traumatic stress from her time as a soldier, and it's going to weigh on her heavily in battle. Maybe she'll freeze up, have flashbacks, even potentially have small hallucinations now and again. It's going to take a lot of care and reassurance to get her to talk to you about it, but when she finally does, she'll probably have a complete meltdown with all the feelings she's been keeping inside.
Wyll: Wyll self isolates. He gets much quieter, and he probably isn't going to be too open to talking about it unless he's really close to you. He gets a little cold when talking to people, but he's good at resolving things in his head and the most likely to rationalize his feelings to make himself feel better. He also probably writes poetry, or even paints his feelings as a form of expressing his sorrows because he understands he needs some outlet so he isn't bottling everything up. He has the heart of an artist, and this is a hill I am prepared to die on.
Gale: He has a hard time talking when he's sad, and probably has difficulty making eye contact as well. He'd probably be more inclined to seek out comfort and vent than the rest of team tadpole, but that doesn't take away from the complexity of his emotions. He's angry, and sad, and feels so so shitty just about being who he is in general. He's fallen so far from where he once was, and for what? He'll do is best to rationalize, but his anxiety is going to push into paranoia, and rationalizing is going to turn into self loathing. He's going to try his best to be more useful, and show off, and earn the validation he craves because without that, what is he? He was a prodigy child. He used to be so, so great. Even the goddess of magic herself thought so. Now he's rotting away in a camp full of strangers and trying to re-learn level one spells. It's taking a toll on him, and it's noticeable to anyone willing to look.
Shadowheart: She's trying to pray. The goddess she has been devoted to all her life is the lady of loss. There is a great amount of sorrow in the way she worships, and in her suffering, she finds faith. She tells herself it's her next step to becoming a dark justiciar. Delving further into her faith and trusting in the dark depths of her soul, and her pain. All it ever truly does is make her hurt, though.
Lae'zel: Lae’zel is truly a specimen built on stoicism. If you ask her what's wrong, she will tell you but it will also be in such a way that you wonder if she's really processing all of her pain. The thing is, she's thinking about it. She has the emotional intelligence to understand the way she's feeling and how to fix it, but for some reason unknown to her, she can't. And that's what's going to stress her out and hurt her the most. She knows what theoretically should fix the pain, but it's not working the way that it should. She's going to wonder if it's something wrong with her, or the way she's going about it. She might get angry with other people more often, and try to project blame onto someone so that maybe she can find a way to resolve the way that it hurts. But she can't. She'll keep throwing temporary solutions and misplaced anger into the void until she finds something to distract from it. And maybe, after a lot of contemplation and positive outside help from the rest of team tadpole, she may find peace.
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bigassmoth · 4 months
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Sesshomaru x cis woman reader r18, 3rd person pov. It must have been a trait from their father because like Inuyasha, Sesshomaru loves a woman who will fight him.
((Minor spit kink, implied kinkimess down the road, dryhumping))
"If there is nothing else, this meeting will come to a close." Sesshomaru spoke to a table of government officials who bowed their heads in respect. Quaint little meetings like this to discuss governmental affairs were a necessary part of running his father territory. A responsibility Sesshomaru shouldered with grace and-
"My lord, may I raise a concern?" One of the women present speaks, her eyes still lowered as is customary. Sesshomaru lets out a hum and then nods.
"This one permits you to speak." He sips his tea as she begins.
"The irrigation testing zone in the east citadel has shown promising results. If possible, we should move forward and expand waterways across major cities." Delicately she asks for money. Sesshomaru scoffs into his cup and settles a poisonous gaze on the woman-only being able to glare at the crown of her still bowed head.
"What for? The cities soldiers are primarily at the palace anyway."
"We should implement aquaducts in the palace as well. But the city is a more pressing concern because of civilian population density." She smoothly parried him. Sesshomaru decided he would take this moment to put a brazen scholar in their place, lest everyone starts to believe he has grown soft.
"Ah yes. The civilians. For what reason would peasants need water for anyway? Certainly not for washing." He begins his teardown of her with an insulting jab- recognizing her to be a commoner by her uniform. She freezes, Sesshomaru decides to inflict the finishing blow, "You would expect funds for your silly water project? My territory has real issues. We are under constant threat of war. Dont bring such frivolous things to me again." His tone is crisp and ladden with demonic energy. Many humans and demons alike at the meeting table tremble.
Out of her mouth comes a stilted "ah-" and she looks up. Their eyes meet. Her expression is of astonishing disgust and disappointment. Sesshomaru is briefly glad that everyone else is busy staring holes into their laps. If another saw the expression she was making then it would look like he said something-
"Stupid." She mumbles. A crow demon next to her puffs up anxiously and gives her arm a warning squeeze-begging her to shut up.
"What?" Sesshomaru doesnt mean to but he is making the air crackle.
"That is so stupid." Her face adorns a sneer and she fulls sits up so she can square her shoulders and stare brazenly at Sesshomaru.
"How dare y-"
"What do you think the water is for? Do you think people choose to be covered in shit? Are you fucking stupid? More of your soldiers die of dysentery and disease than battle wounds- which clean water helps prevent. And you dont aquaducts connecting your own palace? Do you know what it even is? You already use water transportation systems, they are just outdated and inefficient. Why are we reporting our findings to you if you dont even know what we are talking about? I should just take the money and do whatever I want with it, I doubt you would notice missing funds as long as no one reports it to you. You rich idiot nepobaby cuntfaced-"
"ENOUGH." Sesshomaru roars, his eyes fully red. He stands from the table with a throaty growl. "EVERYONE, OUT."
Everyone begins to scurry, as if knowing she wasnt included in that 'everyone', the offending woman stays seated. She stares straight ahead, cheeks flushed and hands trembling with adrenaline. After all this time of admiring Lord Sesshomaru for being more that a raging warlord, she was about to meet her end by his very teeth. She worked hard to get to where she was, its unfortunate she couldnt do more but at least she went out with a bang. Hopefully the scribes record it faithfully-
"You." Sesshomarus voice is a hiss as he stands over her. She looks up at him- or begins to. But she instead does a double take- eyes flitting from his prominent erection to his bright red eyes and then back again.
"Uh..." well this killed her heroic troublemaker spirit. Its much weirder to be killed by someone who has a hard on.
"What did you call this Sesshomaru?"
"Stupid." She answers him as evenly as she can, finally tearing her eyes away from his bulge to stare at his dangerous 'ripping bowels out of torsos' face.
He growls and abruptly lowers himself onto her. His knees place themselves on either side of her hips, she leans backwards but one of his hands grabs her face and the other braces his body on the floor.
"You...you..." he is panting, drool forming under his tongue. Her knees are bent so she could sit on her ankles-but Sesshomaru fully pushes her down onto the ground. Her legs shift, extending so they wouldnt be pinned under her and hyper extend her poor meniscus. Her wiggling makes Sesshomaru groan and he closes the gap between them in a desperate kiss. It is disgustingly sloppy, as soon as their lips connect he is using his hand to coax her mouth open so his tongue can slip inside. She lets out a noise, surprised and confused. His hips move against hers and her doubts move away for lust. Despite the constant growling from his chest and the spit-laden way he kissed her, Sesshomarus touch was careful. Like he was handling porcelain and washi paper he slid a hand into her kimono and began to trace her curves.
For her part the woman held the front of his kimono in one hand and moved her legs on either side of his so that his now insistent grinding was directly to her core. Sesshomaru purred into her mouth, pulling away with a loud slurp as he swallowed her spit.
"You are a bold woman. Too bold, death must be nipping at your heels." His words were threatening but his tone was fond as he pressed his wet lips to her throat.
"I am very confused." She panted out but still raised an arm to stroke his back.
"Your foolish words...roused this one" Sesshomaru whispered in her ear while loosening her kimono. "You have weak fangs and claws so you attacked us with your wit." He frees his penis and rests its underside in her folds and begins to rock his hips again. "It was like you had personally reached over and grabbed this Sesshomaru's cock."
She gulps, his balls hit her lower lips and taint as his hips loved. The veiny belly of his cock slid over her entrance and clit. His tip was leaking precum onto her stomach and pubic mound.
"A temptress, or perhaps a practiced witch? How else could you cloud this one with lust?" He nips at the skin of her neck, not drawing any blood but still thoroughly slobbering on her.
"Honestly?" She keens out, thighs tense as she matches his humping.
"Yes, you will divulge your methods to this one." His fingers delicately pinch her nipples.
"I think you're just a pervert." She answers plainly. Sesshomaru shudders and groans loudly, leaning forward so that his forehead rests on floor. His fingers on her nipples tighten. His hips roll hard into hers and then still. He cums on her stomach, gasping and gulping.
She holds onto him now, and experimentally rolls her hips against his member as it finishes spilling cum. Sesshomaru groans through gritted teeth, he doesnt remember the last time he orgasmed so hard. And before his bed partner, no less.
"You will perform once more for this one. You will make this ones cock hard and this one will properly resolve our desires." He growls in her ear.
"I told you my lord there is no performance, you just enjoy....unique dialog." Her diplomatic brain is returning to her although she continues to move her hips. Sesshomarus fingers begin to move again, apologetic in their now gentle caressing of her nipples and areola.
"You will not dare speak to this one as a tantrum throwing pup." Is he pouting? She thinks he is pouting. Her hands hesitantly touch his hair- beautiful and silky. If she had this kind of hair she would never let anyone touch it.
"My lord I believe you hold some perversions. That you find excitement in being treated as a degenerate among other things."
His cock twitches.
"What other things?" His voice is low and hoarse. She swallows and he presses a kiss behind her ear.
"Hm...such as, just perhaps, as some other people enjoy these things although my lord may n-"
"Speak." He urges with a husky whisper as he begins to lick inside her ear. She yelps and squirms in his hold as the sudden loud and wet intrusion. He persists while she stutters.
"Being denied service. Being stepped on-" his hand leaves her chest to go between her thighs. The pad of his thumb gently rubs circles into her clit. She moans as she continues, "Being forced to serve another. Sat on for anothers pleasure. Treated like an animal in heat-"
The head of his once again hardened cock presses against her entrance. Sesshomaru pulls himself out of her tight embrace to look at her fully. His markings are still present, although his eyes have returned to their usual gold. He has a wild, curious, competitive spark in his expression. His hands hold her hips, his mouth hangs open. He looks at her and she looks at him.
"Shall this one begin?" He asks, his still leaking head pressed at her opening.
"What? Im surprised you are asking, my lord. Thank you, I thought you would just..." her implication is that he would be so lost in the throes of pleasure that like a beast he wouldnt be able to control his own impulses. Understanding this unspoken message, Sesshomaru feels his balls tighten.
"But I cannot. I need further prep or else it will hurt." She is achingly horny but also very aware of her responsibilities tomorrow. She didnt work her ass off just to take a raincheck because she got railed too hard by an inu warlord.
Sesshomaru blinks and then frowns. "You deny the gifts of this ones embrace?"
"Not at all my lord. But tomorrow I must survey the Kinoshi district."
"You would rather perform menial labor than bed with this lord?" He is growing more and more agitated. She groans. Clearly sex-addled Sesshomaru is even more of a hardhead than regular Sesshomaru.
"No. What I am saying, my lord, is that I wont be able to go about my business tomorrow because an evening in your bed would put me out of commission."
His ears perk up at that. His false-placid frown becomes a self-satisfied smirk.
"Ah. This Sesshomaru understands. It is a valid concern, once this one finds you in our bed, we will act without abandon." Talking like this makes him even more excited. Open coupling had been business, he aimed to relieve himself with grace and poise. But with her, he felt free to mutter all manner of filth he had kept to himself.
"Then we are in agreement. Would I be able to help you get presentable, my lord?"
He considers it and moves off of her, standing up with his cock still shamelessly erect and exposed.
"Hm yes, it has been some time. This one permits you to fix our clothing. And..." he is looking at her body with opaque lust. "Denial of service, you said? Hm, yes. This one will experience it now."
She has also stood up and quickly fixed her kimono to hide her perked chest and the now cool cum on her stomach. Sesshomaru lets out a shaky sigh and licks the corner of his mouth. She presses her sleeve to his chin and begins wiping the spit off of his own face.
"Funding will be granted, and in gratitude you are permitted to relieve this one."
Sesshomaru breaths out as she tucks his still hard cock into his kimono- her hands careful to avoid touching his hot and wet skin.
"This one shall be kept aching for you. As an unsated beast, this Sesshomaru will have no choice but to rut our bedroll." He whispers to her and she looks up at him- cheeks flushed and eyes holding the same challenging glint that started this whole affair. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
"It sounds like you will be in dire need of my assistance, my lord. I will aid you soon."
He cant bring himself to speak back to her, so he instead nods solemnly and stands still while she pretties him up. Back to his usual stoic self, Sesshomaru leaves first- suddenly eager to occupy himself with work.
When he is asked about you later he gives small single word responses, his demeanor icy and snappish. Although his mokomoko wags whenever he hears your name.
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spooky-all-year-round · 8 months
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Battle Confession
The prompts: "I thought I'd never see you again" and "You said... 'I love you'."
SFW G/n Reader x Ominis. This takes place post-game, I left it open for what the situation could be but if the triwizard tournament happens their 6th year then this would be in their 7th. Cause Hogwarts can never have one peaceful year. =)
Trigger warnings: hints of violence, anxiety, sad ominis, but it's happy I promise!
You were running flat out, students were being ushered out of the castle in droves. You were forcing your way past and between them. You had to get to the fight. You rounded the corner and spotted blonde slicked back hair and a robe lined with green. Slamming to a stop you shouted his name, grabbing his left hand with your right and placed your left hand on his right arm to stop him fully. "Ominis i need to tell you something." You were desperate, he had to know.
"What? Tell me later, we need to leave! The teachers said we all need to get off of school grounds! Its not-" he started.
"Ominis I dont know how this will all end. But I need you to know that I love you!" You placed a quick kiss on his cheek before taking off again. His shouts were quickly drowned out between the distance and the sounds of everyone leaving. All you knew is that you needed to save everyone. You needed to save him. Even if it meant you couldn't stay by his side.
You awoke a week later in the hospital wing early in the morning. Matron Blainey filled you in on your injuries and what she has done to heal them and on all the gifts that were left and visiors that had come by. Most notably one Mr.Gaunt, who came daily and for as long as he could. After all was said and done she stated she wanted to keep you overnight for observation and gave you a potion to help you sleep some more.
When you woke up this time it must have only been a few hours later. You could feel drops hit your hand and just as you wondered how there was even possibly a leak in this castle, you began to notice things. That hand was warm, clasped between two of someone else's. And there was a soft hitch in breath before more quiet shuddering breaths came. "Please, you have to come back. You cant leave me." A stiffled sob. "I cant lose you. I wish I had stopped you. Dragged you out of the school myself. I cant believe I froze. That I let you run off into danger again."
You're heart ached he couldnt possibly blame himself. You body was sore and so tired but you had to push through. You had to let him know it wasnt his fault. Sweet Ominis, sitting here crying, blaming himself for your reckless heroics. Had this been what he has been doing every day he visited?
You started trying to push yourself up but only managing a few shifts thanks to the sleeping potion weighing your body down. But it was enough to catch his attention. Because he let out a small gasp and a whisper of your name as if he couldnt believe you were awake. You slowly blinked your eyes open squinting at the sun coming from the other side of the room. His face was one of shock, his beautiful icy blue eyes looking in your direction, even from this angle you could see the beautiful star burst pattern in them. He stood up while reaching for his wand, ready to grab Matron Blainey. He stopped short when he felt your hand tighten around his as you begged, "No please, let me be with you for a moment. I spoke with her earlier." He sat back down obligingly, you could now see his puffy eyes and the hint of red on his nose and cheeks from crying. Slowly you reached up with your other hand to gently hold his face. Another tear started to roll down his cheek. "Ominis my dear, please dont blame yourself. I had to do it. I had to save the school, I had to save you."
He shook his head. "To hell with the school. The teachers could have handled it. You've saved it before so why must you again? I should have stopped you. I should have begged you. Anything to get you to come to safety!" His words were cut off by another sob and you took the chance to stop his spiralling.
"They needed me, they needed my powers. They're strong but they needed my magic to put a stop to it. I'm sorry I didn't explain more but I had to go. The longer i took the worse the aftermath wouldve been." Your voice was almost a haze as you did your best to keep yourself from crying.
"You said ...'I love you'." His voice trailed off with that statement. It hung in the air like a question, a plea to know what you meant.
"I thought I'd never see you again. I wanted you to know for a while now. We became so close so quickly and I fell so hard. I couldn't ever get the courage to tell you, I didn't want to lose you over it. But knowing there was a good chance I'd never see you again... I had to tell you." The words just came spilling out. You were anxious to explain, not wanting him to cut in.
He was silent for far too long, his tears had stopped at some point, but your's were welling up. The panic set in, your heart going both too fast and too hard. It hurt so bad, like your heart might break your ribs. He didnt return your feelings. Here you were, ruining one of the few friendships you had because you just had to spill your heart out. Your whole body was trembling and now your tears were streaming non-stop down your face.
He chuckled before bringing your hand to kiss the back of it. "You couldn't find the courage? Well I don't feel like such a coward hearing that. My darling, I have been infatuated with you for so long. I don't know when it turned to love, but it has been that way for a while. You are the warmth of the sun wrapped up as a person. The sweet melody that gets caught and stuck in my head. A cold drink on a hot day. A comforting story after a terrible nightmare. I have bent to your whims when I was solid as stone to others. I would find a way to give you the universe if you so much as hinted that you wanted it. I would do anything if it made you happy, regardless of how it made me feel. I dont know why but something in you pulls me harder then any accio that could ever be performed. I have heard of soulmates and it would be the only explanation I could give right now. I never wish to lose you and it killed me to think I almost did. You feel like safety and comfort to me... I love you so much."
His declaration knocked the wind out of you. How could you respond to that? So you did the only thing you could think of within your physical abilities. You pulled his hands back towards you and kissed both of them. "How could i go anywhere when the one place i want to be is with you?"
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r0sierosierosie · 1 year
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byler related s5 predictions / bingo / situations so that i can come back and say i told you so when they happen
- gets scared and grabs hand trope
- hiding in a small space together trope
- mike kisses will first (little peck ) and then backpedals because he thinks he misread the situation but will cuts him off by kissing back
- adding onto that , bonus points for jancy s2e6 parallel
- 'what are you staring at ' 'nothing / you '
- 'about all that stuff i said before ... it wasnt about el . ' works both ways but i think mike will say it
- mike confides in el and she says 'i understand . i love you but ... also not like that ' and theyre on the same page about platonic love .
- dustin is oblivious (he has canonically awful gaydar )
- jonathan walks in on mike and will kissing
- joyce gives mike a hug
- mike confides in nancy like 'if you were with steve , how did you know you liked jonathan ' and nancy Gets it but doesnt say she does , she just explains and mike cries and she hugs him
- mike and will fight about the lying and it looks like its about to get physical (like theyre really fired up ) and mike grabs wills shoulders and pulls him into a hug and wills just like 👁_👁
- maybe actually mike confides in max because he wants to tell Someone and shes like ... in a coma (so she cant have a negative reaction )
- BONUS POINTS IF ITS EL THAT CONFRONTS WILL ABOUT LYING ABOUT THE PAINTING
'mike mentioned a painting that you did ... from me . what was it of ? '
and shes not angry or upset , just confused . and will breaks down and eleven is understanding and loving and Holds him and jonathan parallel she says 'you are my brother , and i love you ' and holds him .
- 'of all people - mike ??? '
- s5 starts on the hill and theres a shot of will and mikes hands laced together (you see one of them grab hand ) and then it turns into a vecna thing and it cuts back to the upside down couch and one of them is holding the other calling their name (interchangible , could be mike or will who got tranced ) (makes sense to be will since he Felt it )
- tender forehead kiss in the heat of battle / start of battle
- 'the crawl 'is going to be a mundane slice of life / 'what the fuck do we do ' and will and mike are going to have another interrupted tender moment of talking behind closed doors
- bonus points if theyre flirting
- since a large percent of the GA is still fuckin clueless theyre going to amp up the flirting and prolonged eye contact / staring
- mike has a nightmare about Gay Thoughts
- bonus points for 'you guys dont have a house , stay with us ' followed by sharing a bed trope OR wills on a mattress on mikes floor and 'hey , are you awake ? i cant sleep ' and they chat at midnight
mike has a double / big bed . theyd fit 🙄
- [tender , emotional music ] and theyre holding eye contact
- firm believer of will saying 'you just dont get it ' in reference to being in love with the response 'get what ? ' from mike
- bonus points if will starts to walk away , mike says 'you can keep running away , god you drive me crazy '
- will makes a comment about the buff men posters in mikes room and he gets flustered and starts trying to explain himself and will says 'mike its okay , i get it ' and they both are a little pink and they stand in silence until mike clears his throat and is like 'uh anyways '
- mike plays guitar (theres one in his bedroom , will asks about it ) and will is like 😳🥺 the entire time
- bonus points if mike plays a love song
- they go to the upside down together / do patrols of some kind together
- walking close together and fingers brushing trope
- robin and will talk
- bonus points if robin talks to mike first and just Assumes hes into will . theyre working at the shelter and mike is all defensive and like 'what no ' and robins like 'mike . see the girl over there with short red hair ? shes my girlfriend ' and vickie like waves and mikes like 'oh . how uh .. how did you know she liked you back ? ' and shes like 'i didnt , i just hoped ' and thats the light switch moment for mike
if ANY of these happen ill lose my shit
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virgobingo · 2 months
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with gojo, geto and even kenjaku dead, do you think satosugu's story is completely over? because for me personally, if this is the end of their story, it feels kinda unsatisfactory and inconclusive. i hope we get more content and there are so many questions about their story that still need to be answered. i dont expect gojo's censored last words to geto to be revealed ever but i hope we get at least a somewhat conclusive ending.....
not really,
yuta and rika are battling sukuna soon. since she is born from love, i suspect sukuna (who does not care for it) will bring up how she came to be
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which will lead us to the matter of last words that has been present throughout most of the series
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if gege will ever address gojo and geto's words to each other, the upcoming battle might be his best chance (thematically, like a throwback to jjk0). presuming geto's body is also collected and gojo and geto are laid down next to each other (sometime during or after yuta/rika's fight with sukuna). anyone could bring the subject up (shoko who gojo trusts, kenjaku who might not be dead after all)
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frankly, even if gojo comes back to life by himself for whatever miraculous reason, the opportunity to reveal the last words still stands,
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bc at the end of the series, there's the fact that at least one of them will need to be mourned. yet another opportunity to expand on gojo and geto's relationship,
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or so i hope! so their story gets a proper ending in the living realm too.
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cookierunauprompts · 2 months
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a few head cannons you might find interesting in writing or doing stuff for shadow milk cookie all so you are a fastttt writer!
-cookies dont need to eat to stay alive but they still do feel hunger and eat so you can imagen the annoying pain you would get from not eating and they have been trapped for a LONGG time
-it would be really hard to even rest or sleep in the things the Beast cookies where jailed in so it would probably lead to them being very tired
-being jailed like they where for so long would basically be hell so i would imagine that he would not like letting his guard down or sleeping and resting which would make his tiredness worse
-he would probaly pass out now and again even in fights or situations because of the other two ideas above (small idea with the him passing out in a fight if your up for it)
from Little Silly Idea Trash Box
Box Anon(is it okay if I call you that?) I am in love with these.
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Shadow Milk Cookie blinked rapidly, struggling to keep his eyes open so he'd stay awake. He never knew how Eternal Sugar could just sleep so carelessly in their prison of silver, did she not realize that so long as they stayed here, their power would be drained? Without them physically fighting off the drainage, they'd lose their power a lot quicker. It was so boring in here, there was quite literally nothing to do except sleep, and wait. He could feel his hunger ravage through him, even though cookies don't actually need to eat anything he still felt it. And it always bothered him, always. Then, he heard it. A crack. And that made him curious, just what could make a noise like that in a place like this? Curiously, he trotted over to the bars of his prison of silver. He didn't feel the usual drain when he touched them, so then what was going on? They bended so easily under his grasp too, he might as well just- Creeaaaak- SNAP! " Oho?" He mused to himself, almost delightedly. Had the time finally come? Could he leave this awful, awful place and grace Earthbread with his presence once more? He couldn't wait~! Ah, right, shit he forgot about the vine seal. Pesky White Lily Cookie and her stupid plant magic things. He stepped out from the remnants of his cage, the shadows within the small pocket dimension eagerly swimming to great him. He greeted them in a nonchalant manner as he walked over to the vine seal, close enough to notice it's decay. Is this really happening? He didn't fall asleep, right? He bites himself (ow) just to make sure. Yep, it's real alright. Oh how he missed the world, and with the vine seal crumbling before him, well, he can't miss this opportunity to pop in for a visit, no? He could just tell the others about it later, after all, he has an audience to entertain, doesn't he? He'll have to deal with his annoying hunger as well, after all he can't properly entertain with an annoy stomach telling him and almost everyone else that he needs to eat.
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Or, what happened before the Vine Seal broke, told from the perspective of Shadow Milk Cookie. Plus bonus headcanons!
After his initial introduction, the battle with Shadow Milk was more of an endurance battle as he still hadn't recovered his full strength.
If I want to lead into my self-insert au in this then once Shadow Milk gets tired out Pure Vanilla tries to seal him and it actually works somehow??? I dunno but now we have a sealed shadow milk cookie.
He did, in fact, consider trying to eat part of himself or another cookie. i think Shadow Milk should be allowed to partake in a bit of cannibalism.(influenced by silly friend worming their way into my brain.)
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