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eternal-starshine · 2 years
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20.10.22
Found this old photo in my drafts of last year when i was just starting my dissertation (before I got long-COVID), and was making wild-rosehip jam. 
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mysticonsheadcanons · 3 months
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Thoughts on Episodes 31-40
TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE GOLDEN HEART: This is a really cute Em episode, and seeing Citrine work with the Mysticons was cool.
THE LAST DRAGON: I loved this episode, and seeing how the old man we saw throught the show was more than he let on was fun. I expected him to be more than he let on, but I didn't expect him being a dragon.
GAME OF PHONES: This was kinda interesting, but as we never saw Zarya addicted to video games before, it seemed kinda exaggeerated. Then again, they did justify it by saying it was the new release of a certain game franchaise Zarya got hooked on before when new ones came out.
THE FOZ WHO SAVED LOTUS NIGHT: I never expected a Christmas episode to have zombies, but it worked.
HEART OF STONE: This was a really cute and sweet episode. Plus I like dwarves in Dnd, so it was cool to see more of Rudick's Hollow and the dwarves who live there.
MONSTER HUNT: Piper was kinda immature in this episode. Also, considering this was the last Piper-centric episode, I kinda wanted Piper backstory. Introducing struggles with the mask was cool though.
THE PRINCESS AND THE PIRATE: This episode was really fun to watch, and had a good message about the importance of communication. I also think sending the Pink Skulls to stop marauders was cool for the group.
ETERNAL STARSHINE OF THE MAGE'S MIND: I liked seeing more of what Proxima went through, and was a good episode for Arkayna and Proxima's relationship as honorary sisters.
FEAR THE SPECTRAL HAND: This was an amazing episode with so many cool scenes. I like Dreadbane turning good and calling himself General Bane, as well as how Proxima apoligized to Nova Terron, and was forgiven.
AGE OF DRAGONS: This was a good finale, though Em and Piper did take a back seat to Arkayna and Zarya, which is kind of dissapointing, as I like all main characters to share the spotlight in the finale (I would discuss how they would fix it, but as this focused soley on each episode seperately, that will have to wait for another post)
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alwayssacred · 4 months
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They had the chance to bring back the WolfMobile in the tv series and didn’t…this will haunt me for the rest of eternity
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francessgum · 10 months
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Amelia, wish I could hear all about your escapades on the other side 💫🚪🗺️🕯️♾️
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princessanonymous · 4 months
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When Night Comes
Platonic Yandere Vampire
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First Chapter
Trigger Warning: A bit of gore and death
13. 𝓒𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓟𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽
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A soft knock echoed through the room, yet it was met with a disheartening silence. Undeterred, he entered, his presence a commanding force in the quiet space. "You cannot confine yourself in your room all night," the vampire declared with stern authority, a hint of frustration lingering in his tone. 
She responded only by rolling in her bed, seeking refuge under the covers. He tried to ignore how this reaction crushed a small part within him. 
"Tell me," he pressed on, "what did you expect to get out of this? Did you wish to die in the cold?"
His mind revisited the events of three nights ago. She had almost died. That was the cold harsh truth. It was sickening, horrifying even. It had terrified him in a way he hadn’t expected. Scenarios of what could have happened made dread gawk at his inside. The fact was that he had been lucky to find her, Dorian could have tried searching for her in the opposite direction. She would have been attacked and there would have been no one to protect her from that vermin. After bringing her back, he had remained by her side all day as she slept, the events of the night having left her completely drained of any energy. He had listened as she let out soft expirations, as her mortal heart beated and watched as her chest slowly rose and fell. 
So weak…
Her existence was so ephemeral.
That night, as these thoughts had crossed his mind, Dorian had inched closer to her neck. He could fix this. He could make her better and everlasting; eternal. His daughter – his sweet doll – could forever remain safe and unaltered by time. But he didn’t. He couldn’t turn her at this instant, no matter how much he wished to. It was forbidden to do so to a child her age. He had to wait.
Tonight, as he stepped into her room, he wanted to tell her that, had he not been there to save her, she might have met an untimely demise. That this was the reason why she hadn't been allowed to go out. Yet, the words remained trapped in his mouth, sealed between his lips.
Resigned to the persistent silence, he seated himself on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her form cocooned beneath the covers. "It didn't hurt you. It is gone now," he spoke with a gentler cadence, seeking to comfort. 
Dorian liked when the child was calm and well behaved, but this depressing silence was not what he had wished for. Her response was an unyielding silence, prompting him to rise with a sense of resignation.
"What," she started with a scratchy voice, breaking the silence, "was that ?"
He halted, turning back to her with a glimmer of hope at the sound of her voice. "What do you mean, starshine?" he inquired, his tone inviting conversation and relieved that she was willing to engage.
"The monster," she whispered, a tremor of fear evident in her voice.
He sighed, grappling with the decision of whether to disclose the truth. Eventually, he settled back down, choosing to take advantage of her sudden willingness to speak. Refusing to answer would only make her retreat into her shell once again.
"To complete the process of turning a person into a vampire, that person must drink the blood of the vampire that bit them. A Sanguini, the thing you saw, is what results if that last step isn't taken. Slowly, these creatures turn into ravenous beasts, going mad with bloodlust. They aren't vampires, but rather something far more disgraceful and pathetic. The shame of our world."
Silence persisted as she absorbed this revelation. The vampire lifted the covers, unveiling her tear-streaked face. His fingers traced the contours of her cheek as he admitted, "I feared for your safety," his voice betraying a hint of vulnerability, emotions surfacing against his intentions.
She turned her back to him. "I want my mum," she mumbled.
His hands clenched involuntarily, resentment tinged with regret at how even in death, the woman retained significance for the girl. "I am here," he declared, the unspoken words ‘And she isn't’ hanging in the air.
Her response was silence. "You have me," he asserted more firmly, his fingers gently threading through her hair. "And you need me," he added, a subtle plea beneath his words. She needed him. Just as much as he needed her.
⊱ ────── {⋆☾⋆} ────── ⊰
The atmosphere hung heavy with a somber hush, disrupted occasionally by the clatter of utensils against porcelain as she quietly partook in her meal. Her eyes would intermittently dart toward the vampire sharing the table, yet they swiftly retreated back to the contents of her plate. It marked their first shared dinner since the harrowing incident a week ago. As she cautiously chewed her food, the unspoken tension in the air lingered. Did the vampire across from her anticipate a gesture of thanks? Did he expect acknowledgement for his actions, or was he simply indifferent to her feelings? Gratitude, however, was a complex sentiment to navigate when mixed with the knowledge that he was also the perpetrator of her parents' death.
Leaving during the cold winter night had been reckless, even perilous. The storm's cruel embrace had slowed her journey, and she found herself fortunate to have escaped the clutches of the biting cold. The storm had slowed her down and she was lucky she hadn't died from the cold… or that awful beast. She finished her meal in silence, rising without uttering a word. As she moved to leave, he halted her with an unexpected announcement.
"I have something for you."
With a subtle yet firm touch, the vampire guided her towards the door of the basement, a realm she had yet to explore. There was an air of mystery about the descent into the lower levels, an uncharted territory that piqued her curiosity. Descending the stairs, she couldn't help but notice a serene smile gracing the duke's face, adding an enigmatic layer to the unfolding scenario. 
The pathway, illuminated by the flickering light of torches lining the walls, exuded an eerie chill that seemed to cling to the air. As (Y/n) and the vampire continued their exploration, a distant door loomed at the far end of the corridor shrouded in shadows. However, they never reached it. The journey paused at a second door.
The first thing that came to her was the putrid smell. Next, was the figure slumped against the wall opposite to her. The duke widened the door, ushering light into the room.
She recoiled, a futile hand pressed against her mouth, but the horrified scream still erupted. Mary, the servant who had unwittingly aided her escape, lay there. (Y/n)'s eyes collided with vacant sockets. The girl slumped in the corner, bathed in blood. (Y/n)'s gaze trailed down her face, fixing on the throat. A crimson grin seemed to mock her. The slash across her throat emanated more life than her lifeless, gaping mouth.
One arm and one leg were bent at awkward angles as though she was a marionette that had been carelessly dropped. The remaining limbs lay a few meters away, severed from the rest. Entrails spilled unceremoniously on the floor.
(Y/n) crumpled to her knees, legs weakened. The world around her blurred as waves of anguish crashed over her, threatening to engulf every ounce of composure she possessed. In the midst of her torment, she unleashed a guttural scream of pain and despair that echoed through the emptiness around her. Tears streamed down her face as uncontrollable sobs wracked her body.
Two hands steadied her shoulders. "Take this as a warning," he declared, the words carrying a weight that extended beyond their immediate meaning. His grip on her shoulders tightened, the pressure a physical manifestation of the gravity of his words. "Actions have consequences, my dear."
The vampire leaned closer until his lips almost touched the girl's ear. His voice, low and intense, carried a chilling warning. "Don't you dare try to leave again," he hissed, the words spoken with a sense of finality. The proximity of his threat sent shivers down her spine. “I will find you. I will always find you. And everyone involved will have to pay for your foolishness," he affirmed, the weight of those words emphasizing an unwavering determination
He rose, leaving her sobbing in the wake of his departure, the door closing behind him.
(Y/n) clutched her chest, sobbing harder. This was her fault. She had brought this upon a poor girl who had done nothing wrong. And here she was now; forced to confront the consequences of her actions. She wept until no more tears flowed, until her voice became too hoarse to continue.
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miffysrambles · 5 months
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haiii!! Thisbis my first time doing a request and im actually embarassed and prob u gonna decline it and find me weird and and- jdkgjwlej (overthinking rn)
Let me breathe before saying the embarassing request-
Could i request an Moon Goddess Reader x Wukong? (The design for reader inspired on Moonlight cookie :33 I'M A FAN FOR HER AND SEA FAIRY-) like some sun and moon stuff? It can be romantic and how they met for first time! It can be headcanons or anything you want
Again- sorry for the request im just so nervous and embarassed.
-Ander :3
[HELLO FELLOW COOKIE RUN FAN !!! it's not embarrassing at all, it's a very cute prompt !!]
[NOT PROOFREAD BC I AM TIRED]
Wukong with a Moon Goddess S/O
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Wukong had first met you when you landed on one of the beaches on Flower Fruit Mountain.
Your impact caused quite a crash, being able to be heard from his hut with all the monkeys nearby freaking out from the loud noise. 
Wukong immediately went to check it out, holding an arm out in defense of the small simians behind him when he saw your form slowly sit up on the sand below you. 
When he saw it was a deity, he kept his guard up of course but something about you was just so… alluring?
He couldn't keep his eyes off your features as he slowly walked towards you, bending down to gently help you up. 
“Hey, you ok there?” His voice spoke lowly to you as you turned around, and it was like love at first sight if you could believe it!
He felt a boom in his chest as his eyes met yours, he swore he could see beyond the cosmos in your (eye-colored) pools.
Once you explained you were a moon goddess and you accidentally landed here from your magic, he decided he was gonna help ya!
Over the next few months, you stayed with Wukong on FFM (despite you could easily get back home, you two were just too curious about one another) and you two hit it off quite well. Whether it was telling each other stories or just sitting next to each other and enjoying the other's company. 
He also found your powers and magic kinda funny, it was like the complete opposite of his, just like you.
He was the light and you were the night after all. 
Despite being so different, you balanced each other quite well, you were softspoken and calm while he was just the complete opposite of that.
He loves to take you on his cloud, you both would fly through the sky and land at a random spot to star gaze.
He loved it when you talked about the cosmos, you were so passionate about them and he could listen to you talking about them for hours.
Stargazing on a random cliffside was actually the place he decided to confess, despite being the self proclaimed great sage he was BEYOND nervous.
Although it had only been about a year since you landed on FFM, he knew this was genuine love especially since he had been alive for so long.
He decided just to go for it.
Hey if you reject him, he’ll just go into hiding on Flower Fruit Mountain somewhere for the rest of eternity, easy peasy!
Wukong took a breath as he gently grabbed your face, taking your attention away from the night sky to him.
A warm smile spread across his face as he took ahold of your hands in his. 
“Hey starshine, I’m not really experienced with this sort of thing. But, I think we should take this to the next level if ya know what I mean… Because I LIKE like ya. So, what do ya say?”
Of course, you liked him as well giving him a kiss in response.
"Sorry I should have asked... Is that ok?"
A big goofy smile spread across Wukong's face as he scooped you up in his arms, nuzzling his nose against yours under the cool glow of the moon.
"Of course, that's ok moonlight, it's always ok for you to do that. In fact, you should do it again."
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hijackalx · 6 months
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WYLL SFW HEADCANONS:
 wyll puts on this tough guy front but he is A BIG ASS BABY YALL !!! like he wants to be babied sooo bad lowkey. he wants to lay his head in tav's lap while they stroke his head and listen to him complain about his day 😭😭 hes so sugary sweet too. like calls tav so many pet names and wants them to do the same. the type of dude to text tav some shit like "goodmorning starshine! ⭐️😁" #CORNBALL !!!!!!! but in a good way tho like its just so goofy and endearing
okay but sometimes if hes feeling really moody he'll get kind of toxic. like if tav doesnt watch what they say to him he'll shut their ass OUT and get pissedddd. he usually comes back around tho in like an hour so its ok lmaoo
also even tho he wants to be babied behind the scenes in public he wants tav to be like, his damsel in distress. he just wants to protect them and play the knight in shining armor so bad. it makes him happy just go along with it yall
i feel like hes similar to lae'zel in a way like he also just wants to feel like hes good enough. validate him or he'll be sad (it will crush him eternally)
love language:
giving= physical touch and acts of service
was anyone surprised. i feel like he wont be comfortable touching tav for a while tho like he just doesnt want to overstep boundaries. he is the type of person who takes that kind of stuff reallllyyyyy slowly at first like itll have tav wondering if hes disgusted by them or something. like why did u jerk ur hand away like that tf? the whole time hes just being considerate 😭
receiving= words of affirmation. and quality time cuz him and tav do a lot of leaving room for jesus at the start. but yeah he just likes to be around tav like kind of the clingy type ? not obsessively tho. if they need space he'll respect it. he also wants tav to tell him what a big strong man he is and also praise him for always protecting them and all that.
i think hes pretty tall im getting 6'2 vibes from him also pretty buff. like HIS ARMMMMSSSS OKAYYY i feel like theyre his prized characteristic. ugh imagine them flexing while hes showing off and dropping baddies for u 😍😍
WYLL NSFW HEADCANONS:
i feel like he switches between dominant and submissive OCCASIONALLY but hes mostly dominant. like he feels it is his manly duty or whatever LMAO although he just kind of naturally takes control like that. like i dont think he thinks about it very much.
the MOST vanilla mf here. but thats ok. his fav position is missionary but sometimes he likes to spice it up with doggy style lol. lovvvessss oral like both giving and receiving. i think when hes receiving oral is when he'd be most submissive tbh. how tav looks going down on him is just sooo hot and how they look up at him like he prolly nuts quick asf gettin his meat slobbered on LMAO
godddd i feel like hes totally into breeding tho. like wants to cum inside SO BAD !!!! if tav is afab hes totally into the idea of getting them pregnant and is open to having lots of kids. if tav wont let him cum inside he'll ask to finish on like their face or stomach.
he prolly has beautiful ass rugged manly hands and they prolly feel soo good on tavs skin.... especially if hes fingering/giving a handjob 🤭 EUGH I LOVE IT
omgomgomg hes into manhandling too like he def wants to pick up tav and throw them around *gently 😌 hes not into hurting tav even a little bit like if u suggest it he will literally go soft af and it will turn into a naked therapy session
i wouldnt say he normally finishes fast only when hes getting a blowjob. other than that he has good stamina. also hes prolly around 7 inches a little closer to 7 than astarion is lol. his definitely looks angry af tho like rlly veiny and THICK !!!
during aftercare he expects tav to be attentive to him like hes WORE OUT !! he wants them to get the towel for him 🥺 and clean him off 🥺 and get him fresh clothes 🥺 and tuck him in 🥺 and kiss him goodnight 🥺 HAHAH BUT IN A CUTE WAY OKAY
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spacetimesally · 5 months
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A burgeoning cult, a malevolent offshoot sect of The Peoples' Light, and furtively operating out of Metro Sector 4, has been rumored to be preparing for The Ritual of Eternal Night and they want Sally as their sacrifice to Tetl the Cosmic Arachnid, in, "Starshine's End"
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eternal-starshine · 1 year
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01.11.22
This has been the best Sweet Chestnut season in the UK since i can remember. I am going to make so many things, nougat, and nougatine, sweet chestnut ice cream. But, right now, i’m reviewing Living Deeply, a beautiful and practical book about the pursuit of meaning in relation to the Self, and planning some possible personal academic explorations for the next year. 
Also Happy NaNo to everyone doing it! It’s my first year trying it. I want to support you all. :) <3 
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flare-starling · 14 days
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Here’s some weird lines that I came up with! Sorry for bad grammar. I suck at grammar in general. Enjoy?
Yandere:
🌗Moon - “Starlight, why don’t you stay in dark with me forever?~”
🌙Lunar- “Hey Stardust! Let’s take some Moondrop’s so that we can be together.~”
🌜🩸Crimson/BloodMoon 1- “Moon Beam!~ Why don’t you let me rip you apart so that I can have pieces of you with me?~”
🌛🩸Harvest/BloodMoon 2- “Crescent…~ Let’s stay together forever and rip those who dare tear us apart!~”
🌑🩸Kc- “Moonlight, let me make you into a bowl of soup and eat it so that we can be together for all of eternity.~”
☀️🌒Eclipse- “Star~ Why don’t you let me keep you as a pet?~”
☀️🌖Solar- “Starshine let me take you apart and put you back together until you love me.~”
☀️🌑Ruin- “Starry!~ Let’s play a game of stick together. The rules are we can never leave each other side for any circumstances and we can’t see anyone else.~”
——Extra’s———
☀️Sun- “Sunshine!!~ Let me put you in a cardboard box and keep you in the closet so that I can always see you! Even when you’re dead….~”
🌎☁️Earth- “Hello my world! Why don’t we do a therapy session and never let you leave the room…?~”
(What the hell did I just create?? I just realized I forgot got SolarFlare dammit. Next time I’ll do one for him.)
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sonic-oc-showdown · 1 year
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ROUND 1 BRACKET A
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Rose belongs to @sonicanon
Aria belongs to @ask-saffron-and-friends Find out more about them below!:
Rose:
Rose used to sail the seas as a pirate until a bad storm caused the loss of her ship and entire crew, leading her to end up in the Acorn Kingdom and enroll to train as a royal guard so she could still put her swordsman skills to use and go on adventures without having to set foot onto a boat or ship again. She now resides in New Mobotropolis with her girlfriend, twin daughters from a past relationship with one of her crewmates, and stepson. She's optimistic, cheerful, a bit hyperactive, fiercely loyal, and protective. She enjoys sword fighting, baking, pranking her loved ones, ice skating, and spending time with her girlfriend. She is Bisexual.
Aria:
Aria was a girl known as Liliana who was tortured since she was 2 years old and never allowed to age mentally until Tekno and Amy got her into the aria shell by accident and Liliana possessed her and was taught stuff but is extremely energetic now. They has a boyfriend in my friends oc Luke. I made a pin of her that I own and wear daily. I draw everything for them(like all my ocs). Currently she's my favourite oc. They are demiromantic and demisexual. She has ADHD. She is a catdroid:). She was made by Tekno and raised by her and Amy. She's has blackmail on shadow, eggman, Espio, charmy, tails, vector, knuckles, Julie su, amy, eggman, Barby, and ofcourse, the one, the only, blaze the cat. She has three siblings, used to have 4, and will soon have 4 and then 5, Bunz, Starshine, Conan, M!Espio(Tekno found the shell for it), kIylee, and M.P.V. She is such a silly. I roleplay as her in multiple places. She was originally supposed to be aroace but then people started to ship them with Luke so I went along with it. She is part of the chaotix in a roleplay where vector is dead, charmy is phantom rubied, she was hired by Espio and helps him out alot. They fought a demon known as Omeath Peterborough protecting Espio when he was nearly decapitated(RP). She is trusted by the eternity ring
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darthpotater · 9 months
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Comfort Food
Nothing’s worse than being sick and hungry, but luckily for you, you have certain smuggler wrapped around your finger who knows how to cook
A/N: because seeing the soft side of han is something i love thinking about <3 and yes, I genuinely think han’s a good cook but this is just something wholesome and domestic, just a small blurb lol
Warnings: none?
“Hey, how’re you feeling?” Han asked, making you lift your head from your pillow. “Like a droid stripped for parts by Jawas.” You groaned, making him push himself off the doorframe. “Are you hungry?” He asked as he softly moved strands of hair away from your face, earning a contented sigh from you, loving the feeling of his warm hand on your cheek.
You nod and he lets out a chuckle, “Alright, I’ll be right back.” He said as he pulled away and turned around to leave. “Han, wait.” You whined, making him look back at you. “What?” He asked with confused, face scrunched up. “I’m cold.” You sigh. He flashes you a soft smile before removing his jacket and draping it over you. “Better?” He asked. You nodded, “Mmhmm.”
“I’ll be back.” He said as he left a lingering kiss on your forehead and walking out the room. “Han, I don’t want any of your instant shit, okay?” You managed to let out, hoping he heard you. “C’mon, starshine. Have a lil faith.” He hollered from the kitchen, making you smile faintly before laying back down on your pillow.
After what felt like an eternity , you mustered all your remaining energy to sit up and get out of bed. Clutching Han’s jacket tighter against you, you tread into the hallway of the Falcon and made your way towards the kitchen, in search of Han. When you got there, you can’t help but smile at the sight in front of you; Han Solo, captain of the Millenium Falcon, infamous smuggler, making you a home-cooked meal, sleeves rolled up and evidence of ingredients smudged on his cheek.
“What are you doing out of bed?” Han asked without taking his eyes off the bowl he was holding as he continued mixing whatever it was he was making. “How’d you know I was there? You sure you’re not a Jedi?” You teased. He looks back at you, “You groan with every step you make. I don’t think it takes a Jedi to know.” He answered with a smug smile. “Now sit down before you hurt yourself again. I’m almost done.” He said as he motioned to the small dining booth nearby. “I made you that disgusting tea you like.” He shrugged as he motioned to the mug that rested on the table. You reached for it and carefully took a sip; Tarine tea, your favorite.
You smiled up at Han, “You remembered.”
“Who could forget such a horrible drink?” He said teasingly
“Hey, it’s an acquired taste.”
“Right, whatever you say, sweetheart. But of course I remembered… it’s something you love.” He shrugged, making you smile at him. “Well, thank you. That’s why you’re my favorite.” You whispered before taking another sip of your beverage. Han smiled to himself as he finished up with cooking.
“Here.” He said as he carefully placed a bowl of food in front of you, which honestly smelled and looked delicious. “I’m impressed.” You teased, “Didn’t know you had it in you.”
“Hey now, don’t get cocky with me, starshine.” He chuckled as he poured himself a cup of caf and sliding in and sitting beside you. “Thank you, Han.” You smiled before leaving a soft, lingering kiss on his cheek. You pulled away and laughed when you noticed a speck of dirt on his cheek. You reached up to wipe it away but before you could pull your hand back, he softly grabbed it and kissed your palm. “You’re always welcome, starshine.” He grinned before grabbing your chin and pulling you towards him for another passionate and loving kiss on the lips. As you pulled away, you couldn’t help but go straight to digging in, making Han laugh.
“Han, this is so good.” You moaned in delight, making Han smile at you. “Glad your happy with it, sweetheart.”
After devouring the entire bowl, you found yourself leaning against Han, head on his chest, as you began to get sleepy. Han kissed the top of your head and softly rubbed your arm. “Feeling better?” He asked as he looked down at you. You nodded, “Much better. This right here is what I like to call Comfort and food.” You smiled sleepily as Han continued rubbing your arm, lulling you to sleep.
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blankdblank · 1 year
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Poke Masterlist (Rewrite)
Continuation of The White Dove story.
Poke -  The White Dove, rogue child assassin lost to HYDRA escaped to America. The figure behind the unknown name however stands in the ongoing battle against traumas internal and external with growing list of allies across the line between Good and Evil is just off the tail of a global killing spree. Written in the blood of the Evil her own chosen code name is well known now to the world and has her in the crosshairs of the newly named Iron Man and SHIELD. Hundreds of thousands slain with an outcry from the soulmates left behind.
Though nothing is as it seems as said Vigilante just turned 18 and wants nothing more than a peaceful world in which to rest her head. In and out of armor paths cross with these supposed Heroes only to complicate matters. And just before the sky opens up like every human upon that landmark birthday that tiny terror is asked the same question in the arrival of two fabled Asgardian Princes, a single way to contact your Mate, ‘Would you choose a poke or a tickle?’
Pt 1 - The Winter Soldier, Pt 2 - Impossible Ship, Pt 3 - It’s Raining Hitmen - Pt 4 - God of Deceit Meets Lady Victory - Pt 5 - Big Red Button - 
Pt 6 - Emergency Threads - Pt 7 - Masquerade & Marbles - Pt 8 - Invasion - 
Pt 9 - Vexing - Pt 10 - Prom Night - Pt 11 - Graduation -  
 Pt 12 – Weak Knees & Sweet Dreams - Pt 13 - Prior Engagements -  
Pt 14 (on Ao3) - Bring the Thunder -  15 - So Mad I Could Spit Snakes -  16 – Starshine Casino Heist -  17 – House Hunting - 18 - Skeeball, Yacht Party - 19 - The Champion - 
20 - Missed Train, Glorious Purpose - 21 - Sunflowers for Mr Kent - 22 - Sorry You Got Eaten Sympathy Cards - 23 - Meet Me - 24 - Neighbors & Furniture - 25 - Cookies - 
26 - More Than Meets The Eye - 27- For the Halibut - 28 -  Sweet Dreams Are Made of Bees - 29 - Follow the Hat - 
30 – Off to Eternity Island - 31 – You Remind Me of the Babe, Babe With the Power - 32 - Ziggy Stardust Awaits You - 33 - A Dozen Days - 
34 - Single Father of Two - 35 - Bubbles and the Big Move - 36 - Hole In One Widowmaker - 
37 - Lock Her In A Box - 38 - Railway Mischief - 39 - Kryptonite - 40 - A Thousand Years - 41 - Nidavellir - 42 - Denmark & Oh What a Tangled Web -
43 - The Soldier’s Tomb - 44 - War - 45 - Trending - 
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princessanonymous · 1 month
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Your platonic yandere vampire fuckin slaps, its so good i want to eat it
Since after turning, the reader is basically a NEET at this point cause I doubt Dorian would allow her to have a life. Are there like any expectations that he has on her on a day to day basis?
As in, does he expect a minimum amount of time spent together as a family (aside from dinners), having the 1700s equivalent of family game nights, does Dorian expect the reader to hug her dads at least once a day? Or does he let her rot in her room with dolls and just likes the idea of having his husband and daughter in the house?
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Surprisingly, Dorian did not expect a certain amount of time spent together. With time, he had grown to understand that forcing it would only make the girl pull away even more. He knew (Y/n) would come to him or Killian all by herself. Who else would she turn to anyway? Who else would she turn to, after all? Balls and gatherings where she could mingle with vampires of similar age and disposition were few and far between. Being in contact with mortals without feeding on them was even rarer. 
No, he knew she needed them. Leaving wasn’t even an option for one who looked so young, that, she was very much aware of. She wasn’t dumb, far from it.
But every three decades or so, the youngling would forget that and simply confine herself in her own quarters. Dorian learned not to make a big deal about it. Still, she needed company no matter how much she could forget that sometimes. Naturally, he would then find her company; that was his role as his caretaker, after all. The first time, it had been a grey cat which, for the life of him, he couldn't remember the name of. Next, it was a little puppy and, ten years ago, it was a small cat with bright blue eyes named Atlas.
They all died within ten years of their arrival. His little vampire took great care of them, but their mortal existence couldn’t be extended forever. Yet, every time, she would be devastated, mourning them for a long period of time. Just like she was doing tonight, in fact. Atlas had been buried earlier in the night. The poor girl was a mess sobbing in his arms. He gently rubbed circles in her back as she cried all the tears in her body. 
“Now, hush dear," he muttered with a soothing voice, “you gave it a wonderful life. I’m sure he is now thankful wherever he is.”
"Why did he have to go?" She sobbed even more.
"All mortals have to go, starshine, you know that," he reminded her softly.
The stark contrast between mortals and their kind was a truth they couldn't escape. Mortals, with their fleeting lives and fragile mortality, existed on a different plane altogether. They grew old and frail, their bodies succumbing to the relentless march of time, while vampires remained frozen in eternal youth, unchanging and immutable. Mortals came and went like whispers on the wind, leaving behind only the faintest traces of their existence, while vampires endured, their memories etched into the fabric of eternity. Dorian knew the pet would eventually die, just like the others. And yet, despite the inevitability of her passing, she still had them; her family. 
In the quiet darkness of the night, she sought solace in the embrace of the familiar, curling up in the comforting confines of Dorian's coffin. Her tears, silent witnesses to the turmoil that churned within her, traced shimmering paths down her cheeks. He petted her hair gently as Killian placed a kiss on her forehead. And just like that, everything was as it was before. She clung to them as she should.
She would always come to them in the end. Sometimes, it just took a little push, a reminder that mortal life was fleeting — and here she was once again, returning to them with a heart heavy with sorrow and tears.
She would come and they would be there.
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Does he bring her pets so she can watch them die on purpose as a form of punishment whenever she pulls away for too long?
'Nooooooo, of course nooooot,' Dorian says, u know, just like a dirty filthy lying liar who lies.
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Relaxing Spa Self-Care
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Word Count: 530
Warnings: Barely Any Editing, Mildly Suggestive Themes, So Much Fluff (you might barf). Minors do not interact (18+).
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You weren’t expecting company. When you told Ari you would be having a spa day in the bathroom, you didn’t think he’d want to step foot near it. But here you are, sitting on the counter, grinning with you eyes closed as he uses a soft, clean makeup brush to paint the mud mask over your face. Your nose scrunches and you hold back your giggle as the bristles tickle your cheek.
“All done,” he says with a boop to your nose with the brush.
Your eyes flutter open and you smile at the man in front of you. His face painted with the slowly drying green of the mud mask, luscious locks pulled back and slathered with his homemade moisturizing mask—one which he offered to share with you. You didn’t use it, not this time, but maybe next time after you research the ingredients a little. Though, boy, did you enjoy helping him cover his head. Detangling his hair and carding your fingers through to cover each strand.
“Now we gotta let it sit and then wash it off,” he recites from the label, holding the container to the light and squinting to see the fine print. There are already dry patches of the mask on his face, his applied before your own. He reaches to the counter and sets his timer with a flutter of his fingers. “What should we do to pass the time?” His eyebrow quirks in a suggestive tilt.
You laugh, batting him away when he leans forward to wrap his arms about you. But his hold finds you anyway, tickling your sides and dragging you from the counter. You have no choice but to follow.
He brings you to the shower, opening the glass door and putting you on the floor before the shower bench. Your brow pinches in confusion—until he settles behind you and his hands find your shoulder.
The groan you release as he begins to massage is almost pornographic. You don’t know how he knows, but the way he squishes your muscles and kneads out the knots melts you into putty.
“Seems like you need someone taking care of you,” he comments, trailing his fingers along your spine. You sigh and rock your head backward, finding his knee on which to rest. “I’d be happy to oblige, any way you need.” The words he whispers in your ear spark a tingle which travels down you spine and settles in your core.
He wraps a hand around your throat with the other cradling you in your position against him. You hum, letting your eyes close. A blissful eternity passes before the timer rings and you’re brought floating back to reality.
“Let’s get cleaned up, starshine,” he says, coaxing you up and helping peel your clothes from your frame. They get tossed over the top of the shower, plopping onto the floor outside. He does the same for his before turning the knob and letting the water flow and warm.
Steam clouds your vision, already hazy from Ari’s attentions. In the heated stream, you clean each other with soft loofahs and sweet smelling soap until everything feels sparkling and new and light.
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