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Chapter 1: Bitter Sweetness ♡ (Contract Killer!Soap x Baker!Reader) - NSFW

tw: age gap (Reader being 20, Soap being 31), manipulation, dacryphilia, noncon to dubcon, dead dove!!, big pp in small cunny :(

A/N: Wrote this a loooooooong time ago. Started off pretty cute until I let my period hormones finish the rest of the fic, sigh… Rip reader’s cunny.. AGAIN. (PS: I’m truly sorry for botching the Scottish slangs used.)

It wasn't unusual for people to not understand John 'Soap' MacTavish's Scottish slang. It also wasn't unusual for people to not even try and understand the Scottish lad. Unless it was crucial info to the mission on hand, most jokes and smartass remarks from Soap wasn't really worth repeating after the awkward silence or straight up laughter from his teammates.

He appreciated his team, he really does. There are times his jokes were reciprocated well, especially with his close friend- Ghost, but it's not often so he tries not to mind.

Well, until today at least.

Your soft giggles and laughs were like music to Soap's ears as you looked up to the man through your eyelashes. The bread on the counter was long forgotten as he watched you take humour to his passing joke.

"Sorry- I really do love your accent! It's scottish, right?" You tilted your head in a manner so cute, Soap's brain momentarily shut off.

"Yeah.." He answered slowly, almost shyly as he tried not to get distracted by how pretty you looked. "I'm Johnny,"

"I'm (Y/N)! I haven't seen you here at our bakery for a long while!" Your voice was cheerful and warm as you introduced yourself.

"Aye, been on a.. trip.." Soap mumbled, "Just got back this mornin’..”

"That's wonderful! Is there anything specific that you'd like to add on, Mr. Johnny? We recently hired a sandwich maker, so if you'd like-" You rambled a little about the menu and Soap nodded along, watching you carefully with a small smile.

"D'ye have any of yer pies?"

Your eyes twinkled at his question, "We sure do! We've got the classic chicken pot pie and vegetable pies for the savoury pies, aaaand we've got a blueberry pie, apple pie and lemon meringue pie for the sweet pies today!"

"I'll take a chicken pot pie, and a slice of yer blueberry pie." Soap watched your fingers press the buttons on the cash register before turning around to get the pastries.

He felt a little giddy and warm as he waited for his food, watching you interact with a customer on the other side.

"For here or to go, Mr. Johnny?" You asked as you turned back to him with the order and the bread he picked out earlierin a paper bag.

"To go, lassie."

"Here's your food then, sir." You said with a wide smile as Soap handed you the cash. You took the $100 bill and gave back his $83 dollar change. "Have a good day!"

He returned your smile, "Keep the change, lassie."

"W-What? It's more than 80 dollars! This is too much!"

"Aye, but ye are too sweet for yer own good, love. Ye deserve it." Soap winked, walking towards the exit of the shop as he watched you sputter out thanks and goodbyes.

♡ ______ ♡

"Mr. Johnny! You're back!" You put down the tray of cookies onto the table next to the cash register, quickly walking over to the scottish man who stood at the entrance. "Haven't seen you in a few days! Where were you?"

“S’just Johnny fer ye, lassie,” He smiled warmly as he walked closer to meet you, "Had some work."

"You must be very busy with work, huh?" Your smile as sweet as ever as you looked up at him.

"Aye."

"Well, good thing I have something new just for you!" You pulled him towards the freshly baked cookies on the counter. "Are you a fan of cookies?"

"Oh? Are ye offering, lass?" Soap teased.

You nodded in excitement, "Yep! You're the first one to try the new recipes out! You wanna try one?" You handed him the warm heart shaped cookie.

Soap looked at you before looking back down at the cookie. He broke a piece off and popped it into his mouth. The buttery dough and sugar melted in his mouth, with the slight chocolate flavour from the chips.

Your much shorter stature made it hard to see you in the line of the large man, but that didn't stop you from standing on your toes and trying to look at his expression.

"How is it? Was it too dry? I saw the recipe on instagram a couple days ago and tweaked it a bit, I hope I didn't mess it up!-"

"It's delicious, lass."

You stopped and looked at his smiling Soap. "Really?"

"Mhm." Soap hummed and ate another piece.

You laughed in joy, clapping your hands together, "I'm glad! I'll let you take the rest of the batch home!"

"Ah- no need. Keep them, lass."

You looked at Soap with a questioning look, "Why? They're yours! It's a gift!"

Soap shook his head, "I'll take a couple, but the rest should go to yer customers."

"Well, I kinda made them for you specifically, so.." You blushed. "It'd make me happy if you could take all of it, Johnny."

"Aren't ye too young to be giving a lad like me a gift, lassie?"

"I'm twenty this year," Your lips formed a small pout, "I'm not a child."

"Still younger than me, aye?"

"...How old are you?"

"Thirty-one."

"So what's eleven years?-"

"A big gap." He curtly replied with a teasing smile.

You stared at Soap for a moment before you sighed, "Please? I made them for you.." You handed him the cookies in a box, neatly tied into a bow now. You don't seem to be hiding your advances either with how persistent you were.

What a naive young woman.

"Fine, if it's yer wish, lassie. But I will pay."

"It's a gift, Johnny. Free of charge."

"Nae, I'll pay, lassie."

You pouted again.

Soap sighed and reached out to you. Your breath hitched when his rough and calloused hand cupped your cheek, his thumb rubbing circles into the soft flesh.

"It's one dollar," You feigned annoyance.

"Is it really?"

A defiant nod was his only reply, "It's only a dollar."

"Well, then," Soap's fingers tilted your chin up, making you meet his gaze. "That's a steal, isnae?"

"Ye take tips, lassie?" His thumb gently traced your lips as he watched your eyelids flutter lightly at his touch.

"Maybe.." Your voice barely above a whisper.

"Then, this is my tip, aye?" Soap leaned down and captured your lips into a gentle kiss.

Your eyes fluttered close as you felt his lips on yours, soft and chaste. The scent of the bakery around you and the taste of the man before you was overwhelmingly sweet.

When he pulled away, you could only stare at him.

"Yer too pretty for yer own good, bonnie," He smirked, squeezing your cheeks playfully. "Yer shouldn't be giving kisses to strangers."

You blushed hard, feeling the heat from your ears, cheeks and neck.

"I really like the way you speak… And the way you treat me," You muttered shyly. "And you're not a stranger,"

"Am I not?" Soap raised a brow, "We barely know each other, lassie. For all ye know, I could've been a serial killer."

"You wouldn't." You replied immediately. "You're not a bad person... I think," Your lips quirked into a smirk, "You're a softie."

"Oh, ye think so?"

"Mmhm. You're not mean to the staff, and you always give nice compliments,"

"Do I now?" He tilted his head with a smirk, "And how did ye come to that conclusion?"

"I’m secretly super smart," You smiled mischievously.

"Yer a sneaky little lassie," Soap pinched your cheek.

"You have to come back here everyday now, by the way," You puffed your cheeks, "It's not free to kiss the owner's daughter,"

Soap snorted, "Aye, I'll have to come back here every day, then. What a pain."

You giggled and pushed the box of cookies into his arms.

♡ ______ ♡

It's pretty much common sense to get to know someone before dating them but you just can't help it can you?

"Shite! I've got a fuckin' date, tonight!" Soap cursed as he swung the metal bat one last time into the captive's head, knocking them dead before inspecting the blood splatter on his shirt.

It's good to get to know someone in case they're a serial killer.. Like John 'Soap' McTavish.

Well, contract killer would be a more appropriate term. Assassin even, if you're into technicalities.

"Which poor girl did you force into a date with you?" Ghost snickered as he lazily flipped his dagger as he watched the Scottish man tried to clean his shirt; only to smear the blood more.

"I didnae force anyone! I've been talking to the baker's daughter. She asked me out!"

Ghost scoffed, "The young one? Barely out of school? What is she, 16?"

"She's twenty," Soap glared.

"Jesus Christ," Ghost rolled his eyes, "That's still a kid."

"Fuck off, ye git." Soap muttered before looking for a spare shirt to change into.

Ghost tossed him the packet of wet wipes, "Don't worry, I won't tell Price you're taking advantage of a poor girl."

"I'm not fucking taking advantage of her!"

"You're 11 years older than her, mate." Ghost patted his shoulder and left the warehouse.

Soap grumbled a string of curses and finished cleaning himself up.

♡______ ♡

"Tomato soup?" The way you tilted your head was still as cute as the first time he saw you.

"Aye. The bastard tipped it all over my favourite shirt." Soap said, leaning against the counter.

"Aww," You pouted, "And you didn't get his number? At least make him pay for dry cleaning?"

"Nae, I didnae." Soap's lips twitched upwards, "Didn't get a chance to ask."

"Here lemme look," Your innocent eyes flickered to his shirt, a little blood stained where the button down met the fabric of his pants. You didn't seem to mind as you looked him up and down.

Soap chuckled, "Are ye checking me out, bonnie?"

You blushed and giggled softly.

"M’looking at your shirt, silly! You got some on your pants too.." You lightly scratched at the fabric. "Must've been some thick tomato soup! If I didn't know any better i'd have guessed that it was blood.." You teased.

Soap smirked, "Yer a curious little kitten, aren't ye?"

"Maybe~”

Soap leaned forward and gently grasped your chin, his thumb rubbing over the plump skin of your lips. If only you knewwhat his hands were capable of doing.

What the stains really were...

Would you still have that bright, curious glint in your eyes?

"You're staring, Johnny~"

Soap was shaken out of his thoughts. He was so caught up with his thoughts he didn't realise that he had been staring at your face, his eyes tracing the features that were becoming oh so familiar.

"Yer a beauty, lass." He whispered, voice low and almost gruff.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," You joked.

Soap shook his head, "Where would the fun be in that, lassie?"

"Well," You wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him, burying your face into his chest. "You could also let me stay the night?" Your voice was shy and muffled.

Soap smiled, "Aye, I'd love to have ye in my bed, bonnie."

"Johnny!"

"What? I wasnae lying when I said ye were too pretty fer yer own good,"

"You're being lewd." You poked his chest.

"And ye aren't, aye? Askin' a lad like me to share a bed with ye."

"Shut up, Johnny. You know what I mean,"

"Aye,"

"Johnnyyyyyy!"

"I like yer laugh, bonnie," Soap mumbled into your hair, his lips brushing over the soft strands. "Wanna hear more of it,"

"You'll see me tomorrow."

"Aye, and the day after that,"

"And the day after that, and the day after that,"

Soap hummed, "Yer really going to have to stay the night with me." He tightened his hold on you.

You giggled, "Only if you want to.."

"I do. I do."

"Okay, then,"

Soap leaned down to peck your forehead before scooping you into his arms. You squealed and laughed, hugging his neck.

"Let's go, then, bonnie."

♡ ______ ♡

"W-wait! It's.. It's too big!-" Your eyes were tearing up from the intense pleasure, your voice hoarse and scratchy.

"Come on, bonnie. Ye can take it." Soap panted, his voice gravelly and gruff. "Relax for me, love."

You whimpered as he tried to fit his bulbous cock into your virgin hole. Your tiny cunt was trying to squeeze and suck him in, the wet squelching of your arousal not doing anything to help.

"J-Johnny, it's not gonna fit," You cried, tears streaming down your cheeks.

The older man reached down and rubbed tight circles into your clit, making your whole body twitch in sensitivity.

"O-oh, f-fuck.." You whined, toes curling and fingers grasping at the sheets.

"Language, bonnie,"

"S-Sorry," You mumbled, your pussy clenching and releasing around the head of his cock.

"That's it, bonnie, nice and easy.." Soap pushed further and you cried, a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Johnny, pull out! Pull out!-" You pushed against his chest as he smiled sadistically, forcing his cock into you.

"Relax, lass," He purred, "Ye can take it."

"N-No!-" You screamed. "I c-can't! It's too much! Ah-" His lips latched onto your tender nipple, sucking and nibbling.

"Just a bit more, bonnie," He mumbled. "Almost in.."

"P-please, no! I c-can't!" You sobbed, feeling his large hand on your abdomen, pressing down on your belly.

"Johnnyyyy~" You cried.

"Hush, love," He soothed, his lips latching onto yours.

You whined and moaned as he slowly inched himself into your small body, his hips flush against yours.

"There yer go, bonnie. All of me in yer little cunt," Soap praised, his rough palm cupping your cheek. "Good girl, taking all of me like that,"

You sniffled and nodded, a few stray tears falling. "S'hurts.. You gotta pull out, Johnny.. M'can't take it.."

God, the sight of you spread open under him, your eyes teary and cheeks pink, the way your walls fluttered and gripped his cock, the feeling of you around him, soft and pliant.

It was driving him mad. The feeling of ruining your innocence, the pleasure and satisfaction from taking your first time and the lust from fucking a young and naive girl was overwhelming.

He wanted more.

He wanted to see you break and shatter.

"I will, i will... Gonna pull out just for ye," Soap cooed, pulling out until only the tip remained.

You breathed a sigh of relief.

Soap slammed his hips back into yours, a loud scream and a sob ripped from your throat.

"Aww, poor bonnie.." He cooed, "Didnae mean to hurt ye,"

You couldn't form any coherent sentences as he rutted into you, your body rocking back and forth with the power of his thrusts.

His fingers were tormenting your poor clit, pinching and pulling at the sensitive nub as he smiled with a crazedexpression.

"I-It hurts! S-stop- N-no more!"

"Yer too fuckin' tight, love. So fuckin' good around me,"

"J-Johnny, please.. Help! H-help someone- Mmpff!-"

Soap captured your lips into a messy kiss, his tongue exploring every crevice and cavity. He sucked and licked at the roof of your mouth, his teeth biting at your bottom lip.

"Now, now, bonnie. Yer wouldn't want the neighbours to hear, would ye?" He covered your mouth with his hand and you sobbed, your eyes squeezing shut as he abused your cunt.

"That's it, lassie. Just let me fuck ye, nice and easy,"

Your body was wracked with sobs, torn between pain and pleasure. Your walls were clamping and fluttering around his cock, trying to milk him.

"Such a good girl," Soap moaned, "So good for me, aren't ye?"

"C-Can't breathe.." You whimpered in between sobs.

"But if I lift my hand, yer gonna start screaming and crying again, aren't ye?"

"N-No.."

"Don't lie, love," Soap smirked, "Yer such a naughty girl."

"I p-promise! Please- Need to breathe-" Your face was red from the lack of air and Soap chuckled.

"If ye say so, love," He slowly lifted his hand and you gasped, gulping in the air.

"P-Please! S-slow d-down- Ah!" You threw your head back, nails scratching at his arms.

"Beg fer it, bonnie. Beg fer it,"

"Please, slow down.. I-It's too much- J-Johnny please!" You whimpered.

"Alright, love. I'll give ye a break," Soap smirked, his hips slowing down. "See, I'm not that bad, am I?"

"N-No.." You whimpered softly as he petted your hair

"But I think ye need to thank me fer taking care of yer, hm?"

"T-Thank you," You mumbled, feeling his cock pull out, only the tip remaining.

"Ye think ye can take it a little more, lassie?" Soap grinned, "Ye want more, aye?"

"N-no! P-pull out, please!"

"Come on, love. We've come this far," Soap's voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine. "You love me, right? Ye wouldn't leave me hanging like this."

"I-I can't-"

"Oh, but ye can,"

"Please! I can't-"

"Say ye don't love me,"

"..."

"See? Come on.. Yer not a kid, bonnie. Ye can do it,"

"...O-okay, Johnny.."

"That's my good girl.." Soap cooed, pulling out slightly and slamming back into your abused cunt.

You muffled your screams into his shoulder and cried as he continued his ruthless pace. Your pussy was leaking and throbbing, the pleasure of his cock hitting all the right places.

"That's it, bonnie. Take all of me. Such a good girl for me, aren't ye? Ye take all my cock so well," He started playing with your clit and you thrashed, the stimulation becoming too much.

"Ahh-! S-Stop- I-It's too- Too m-much!"

"Yer close, aren't ye, love?"

You nodded frantically, tears streaming down your cheeks. "C-can't- P-pull out- N-Not ins-side-!"

"I'm sorry, bonnie. Can't do that,"

"N-No- Please, p-pull out-!" You sobbed.

"I'm afraid that's not gonna happen, lassie."

"No- N-No- I-It's coming-! P-pull out! N-not inside!" He cut you off with a deep kiss and you moaned, the pressure in your belly reaching its limit.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your orgasm washing over you. You screamed and thrashed, your back arching.

"There we go, love," Soap growled. "Take my load, love. I'm going to breed ye. Knock ye up, bonnie. Gonna fill ye with my seed," He grunted and came, his warm cum filling your womb and spilling out from the sides.

There was so much of it.

"N-no.. Don't like this.." You whined.

"Shhh," Soap kissed you again, "It's alright, love. Ye did so good,"

"Johnny..." You started crying again and he wrapped his arms around you.

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm here, bonnie. I've got ye," You pushed him away weakly.

"Now, don't be like that, bonnie. I just wanna hold ye." Soap pouted and you shook your head.

"Don't want you.. N-no.."

"But why, love? I thought ye loved me?" He smirked, knowing how you'd react.

"Y-you.. You didn't stop-" You weakly tried to get out of bed, but ended up on the floor.

"Aww, did ye hurt yerself, bonnie?"

"L-Leave me alone!"

Soap frowned, "Now that's not nice, lassie. Watch yer tone with me,"

"N-no! Stay away!"

Soap sighed and walked over to you. He picked you up and laid you back on the bed, your face red and blotchy. You kept on trying to push him away, but you were too weak.

"I'm going to have to clean ye up, aye? Ye wouldn't want to wake up all sticky, would ye?"

"L-Let me go!" You were struggling to push him back.

"Ye have no right to refuse me, bonnie." He said, "If ye keep pushing me, i might have to teach ye a lesson."

You didn't care and kept on trying to get away from him. In the midst of your struggle, you slipped your hands out of his hold and slapped him, hard.

His face turned red and his eyes were wide, a shocked expression on his face. He touched the spot where you hit him and chuckled, his laughter turning into a full blown fit.

"Getting feisty, are we, lassie? Yer a brave one, aren't ye?"

You gulped, afraid. You realised your mistake and quickly scrambled off the bed, stumbling to the other side of the room.

Soap was much faster, his large hands grabbing your waist and throwing you back on the bed. You screamed and tried to hit him, but he was faster.

"What did I tell ye, bonnie?"

"Y-You said n-nothing about this! I thought you were different!-"

"Aye, ye liked my accent, didn't ye?"

"W-what-?"

"And ye thought I was a good guy, didn't ye? Aye, ye did,"

"I thought-"

"Ye young lassies are the same. So gullible," Soap smirked, his lips hovering near yours.

"Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that? Yer mine and I'm yers. Isn't that right, bonnie?"

You shook your head, tears running down your cheeks.

"That's right. Yer my sweet little girl, and I'm yer Johnny." He pulled you into his chest, a hand threateningly wrapped around your throat from behind. "And that means, yer gonna be nice and all cute with me, and we're gonna get along, aye?"

You sobbed and nodded, not wanting to make him angrier.

"Good, good. I'm glad yer smart, love,"

"L-Let me go, please.. I w-won't tell a-anyone.."

"Now, now. I'll let ye go once we're done here but it doesn't mean you get to go, if you know what I mean," He chuckled.

"D-don't touch me," You tried to sound intimidating but he only found it cute.

"I can't do that, lass. I already told ye. Yer my lassie, and I'm yer man." He kissed your forehead affectionately. "S'okay, yer gonna love it sooner or later, aye?"

"I-I'm scared.."

"No, don't be, love. M'still yer Johnny." He pressed a gentle kiss on the corner of your lips.

You sniffled and relaxed a little.

"Yer still so tense, love. How about we get ye cleaned up, aye?" His deceptively sweet voice contradicting the horror he had put you through.

"Now don't go anywhere.. Or i'll kill ye," He kissed the tip of your nose.

You nodded.

He left the room and went into the bathroom. He brought out a small basin and a washcloth. He soaked the washcloth in the basin and squeezed the excess water out.

"Spread yer legs for me, love. Nice and easy," You obeyed him, not wanting to make him mad.

He gently rubbed the warm cloth between your thighs, cleaning the dried cum and juices.

"There ye go... Nice and easy.." He cooed as he softly cleaned you up as you whimpered softly.

"There's a good girl, ye did so well.."

You were still sobbing and hiccupping as he placed the washcloth back in the basin.

"Hurts.." You whined.

"What hurts, baby girl?"

"Down there.. Hurts.." Tears fell from your eyes as you complained.

"Aww, ye poor thing.. S'okay, I'll help ye..." He set the basin aside and pulled you into his chest.

You were still sobbing, trying to pull away from him, but his arms held you in place.

"Shhh.. It's okay, love... Ye did so good... Yer my good girl. Did so well for me..."

He gently stroked your hair and soothed you, whispering comforting words in your ear.

"I-It hurts so much.."

"I know.. M'sorry, bonnie.. Ye felt too good, m'couldn't help it.." He cooed, his voice gentle and warm.

"Why'd you have to be so rough? Why'd you have to hurt me like that?"

"S'because, love... Yer such a good girl, m'just wanted to show ye how much I love ye..." He smirked to himself as he watched you slowly relax in his arms.

"But it still hurts.."

"I promise I won't hurt ye like that again.."

"Please don't ever do this to me again.."

"I'm sorry, bonnie.." He cooed as he softly petted your hair.

You were silent except for the soft whimpering and sobbing.

"Are ye mad at me, love?"

"..."

"Ye can say yes, love... M'not mad at ye..."

You shook your head, not sure if you could answer him.

"I dunno.." You were confused, unsure how to feel.

"I'll be a better man, bonnie. I promise, I won't ever hurt ye again. Ye don't deserve to be treated this way."

"P-promise..?" Your tearful doe eyes met his icy blue ones.

"Aye, bonnie. I promise."

"Then I forgive you." You murmured as he hugged you tightly.

"Yer such a kind soul, lassie." He smirked to himself, his fingers gently rubbing the small of your back.

"Thank you.."

"Yer welcome, love."

"Can we get some sleep?" You asked, your voice hoarse. "M'so tired.."

"Aye, we can." He gently laid you down on the bed, kissing your forehead.

"Can you cuddle with me?" Soap’s cock jolted a bit in excitement from how pathetic you sounded.

"Sure, bonnie."

"Thank you..." You sniffled softly into his chest, desperately snuggling the warm skin for comfort.

"There, there.. I'm here, love.."

"I love you, Johnny.."

"M'love ye too, bonnie."

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 2 years

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HELLO!! May I please have this prompt with HuTao?

https://at.tumblr.com/definitelynotahutaosimp/688652365647298560/59gx6wym70wq

Them overhearing you say that you want to spend the rest of your life with them

Characters: Hu Tao/Keqing x gn!reader (separate)

Warnings: none

a/n: Thanks for the request, I hope this is the thing you asked for, normally I would be able to check—which was something I luckily did before changing my username—but I decided to change my username and thus made all my links commit seppuku. So, while I’m pretty certain that I got the right scenario, there’s still a small chance my memory might have served me wrong.

Also, I decided to add Keqing, since I recently re-discovered my love for her and didn’t write for her in a loooooooong time. That being said, if I got some aspects of her personality wrong them I'm sorry

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Hu Tao

Hu Tao had already long decided that she was going to remain by your side until either of you bit the dust, so accidentally overhearing you confirm the same was the case for you wasn’t anything that surprising to her. After all, if you had found her pranks and usual careless attitude infuriating, you wouldn’t have decided to ask her out all those moons ago.

That being said, her not being surprised by it didn’t mean that there was no reaction from her side, as hearing you say those words when Hu Tao—at least to your knowledge—was nowhere to be seen, still caused her to enter a mood even more chipper than her usual one, as even someone usually so disinterested in other’s opinion about them as the 77th Director of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlour couldn’t help but worry about special people’s opinions about them.

“You seem to be in a great mood today. Did you manage to stage a prank surprising enough to get your hands on a new and fresh customer?”, you couldn’t help but mention as you noticed Hu Tao’s even more than usual cheerful walk, only to shock yourself with your choice of words, the prankster’s dark sense of humour seemingly starting to rub off on you.

“I wish! But no, no pranks from me so far”, she responded with a big smile, only for you to nod with a smaller one on your lips as well.

At least there was one until you thought over her words again and suddenly felt a chill run down your spine. ‘So far’, how did two simply words get to make your blood run so cold? Well, you already knew that it wasn’t exactly the words that managed to do that, but rather the fact that they came out of Hu Tao’s mouth. You immediately felt a small feeling of paranoia built up in you as you started to nervously glance around the two of you, trying your best to spot any hints that might warn you of a possible prank she could be trying to lure you in.

“Oiya? Why the nervous glances around now? Scared of what I might hold in store?”, she questioned you while coming ever so slightly closer to you, an amused smug on her face before she suddenly snapping out of her act and letting out a laugh. “Don’t worry, no pranks targeted at you for today. You have my word”, while you felt yourself let out a silent sigh of relief, you still held your suspicions as to what else could have made her be so happy when it wasn’t a prank of hers going just the way she intended. “Feeling safer now?”, the funeral director asked with a grin.

“That depends, how much is your word worth?”, you half-jokingly responded, only for Hu Tao to let out yet another short giggle.

“That entirely depends on how much you mean the things you say”, she countered, causing you to get slightly confused about her remark.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”, you once again asked, only for Hu Tao to shoot you a quick smile before going on with her day.

“Nothing.”

Keqing

For someone like Keqing, who often had to deal with others telling her how she was far too strict or how she demanded too much from those around her, and had a somewhat undeserved reputation of being arrogant, overhearing you say that you intended to spend the rest of your life with her to a co-worker of yours definitely wasn’t how she expected her lunch break to start, nor had she any idea how to deal with the blush making its way onto her face in time for you to search her in order to eat together.

“Ah, there you are Keqing! I’ve been searching for you everywhere”, you greeted the Yuheng with a big smile before making your way over to her, only for her to awkwardly try her best to act in her usual way, straightening her back before making eye contact with you, even if the second part backfired and caused her to quickly avert her eyes, the blush she had just managed to make disappear making its comeback.

“Sorry to hear that, I was taking a small walk to relax a bit”, she made up a lie on the spot, hoping you wouldn’t realise she had been hiding from you, feeling too flustered by what she heard before to even be in your presence until now.

“Oh, that’s a good idea, I didn’t even think about that. Maybe we can take one together next time. That is if you’re fine with me being there, of course”, you suggested excitedly, only for your expression to suddenly shift into a worried one as you closer inspected her face. “Ah, your face is completely red! Are you feeling sick maybe?”, you exclaimed before reaching your hand over to feel her forehead, causing Keqing’s blush to get worse as she intercepted your hand.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m feeling fine”, she assured you, only for you to obviously not believe her, shooting her a look that spoke more than a thousand words.

“What else could it be if not a sickness? You don’t have to lie and play tough, there’s no shame in admitting that you’re feeling ill, especially since it’s not good to overwork yourself when you’re already sick”, you continued as you once again attempted to feel her forehead, with Keqing once again repelling your hand.

“I know that, but I’m telling you, I’m feeling fine”, Keqing responded, only for you to rebuff her once more.

“Nonsense, what else could it be-“

“I don’t know, maybe that thing you said earlier!”, the Yuheng snapped, only for your demeaner to change into one of complete confusion as you slightly tilted your head.

“What I said earlier?”, you repeated, trying to remember everything you told Keqing that day, only to be interrupted by the Member of the Liyue Qixing yet again.

“I’m just talking nonsense. You were right, I’m not feeling too well”, Keqing attempted her best to defuse the situation by suspiciously changing course, you luckily being nice enough to play along and ignore what happened before, as you awkwardly told her to go home and take some rest, only for her to nod in response and make her way out of the current situation.

#hu tao #hu tao x reader #hu tao x you #hu tao x y/n #hu tao imagines #keqing #keqing x reader #keqing x you #keqing x y/n #keqing imagines

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heymacy · 2 months

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i was tagged by @mybrainismelted, @creepkinginc, @energievie, @jrooc, @deedala, @transmickey, @juliakayyy, and @deathclassic (hello pals!) to do this week's edition of weekly tag game wednesday thursday almost friday!

name: macy mouse 🐭

age: 30

what kind of day is it? shockingly relaxed despite the whole "going to work and doing my job" thing

when was the last time you ate? i had a bacon and turkey melt about 2 hours ago!

about how many hours of sleep did you get? last night i got about 6 but they were quite fitful

name one thing you could do to make your day better right now: probably go to bed tbh, it's late and while today was chill it was also loooooooong!

why are you not doing that thing? because it's nearly 11pm. and also i am Poor. and also i don't want to.

what are you going to do tonight to relax? i watched pride & prejudice, had a lovely dinner, and talked to my best friends

what comfort food do you not eat often enough? scalloped potatoes

what's stopping you? they take like 40 fucking minutes in the goddamn oven

have you ever had a professional massage? yes a few times and if i could get them every week i would, my bones ache

have you eaten fruits and vegetables today? [magic 8 ball voice] ask again later!

how much water have you had today? i wanna say like 40oz?

is there a self-care gadget you really want to buy? one of those fancy ass foot bath thingies

what is your favorite healthy snack? carrots and ranch

what is your favorite unhealthy snack? cheetos

what is one thing you are going to start doing RIGHT NOW to take better care of yourself? tracking my sleep and moods in the daylio app (again)

and to close, I want you to say one NICE thing to yourself that you really need to hear right now: i know you feel like a failure right now but i promise you you're not. you did the right thing and it's all uphill from here! be proud of yourself because you have a lot to be proud of

i'm tagging @gardenerian, @palepinkgoat, @too-schoolforcool, @michellemisfit, @darlingian, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @callivich, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @sickness-health-all-that-shit, @metalheadmickey, @heymrspatel, @whatwouldmickeydo, @howlinchickhowl, @gallawitchxx, @thisdivorce, @arrowflier, @crossmydna, @suzy-queued, @y0itsbri, @pomegran4te, @sxltburn, @vintagelacerosette, @captainjowl, @tanktopgallavich, @7x10mickey, @mmmichyyy, & @suchagallabitch ✨

#weekly tag game wednesday #food mention

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tabsters · 2 months

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Tell me more about Ciara 👀 I noticed that in some of your previous posts about the TZE zodiac, they had bios with their age, ethnicity, title, a bit of backstory, etc. Does Ciara have something similar, or is that kept mostly under wraps for spoiler reasons? Either way, gimme any Ciara lore you want to! Go wild :D -hands you the sword of infodumping-

YOOOOOOOOOO INFODUMP ABOUT MY GIRL TIME *takes sword of infodumping*

ciara was originally intended to be a secret when i made those zodiac bios, but that was because i was trying to figure out her character as a whole, hence the whole secretiveness. but now that i have in fact figured out her character as a whole, here is the complete infodump!

GATHER ROUND CHILDREN @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @hyperfixation-tangentopia @maiawhimsicalt @cryptidwithaninternetconnection TIS TIME FOR LORE

AND ALSO TRIGGER WARNINGS: MURDER, SUICIDE, AND GENERAL DEATH! THESE TOPICS ARE ONLY DISCUSSED IN THE BACKSTORY PART OF CIARA'S INFODUMP, SO PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP AHEAD!

full name: Ciara Linh Phuong

ethnicity: Vietnamese-American

death age: 15

ruling zodiac: gemini

design at the beginning of TZE and design at the time that i imagine the crossover fic takes place:

Backstory:

aight so the deal with ciara, as i have hinted throughout SLM, is that she is the reincarnation of eclipse's dead sister. and you might be asking yourself, eclipse??? the god that created the Zodiacs and constellations??? the one that is singlehandedly responsible for taking perfectly good human souls and turning them into monsters??? that insane bitch???

yep. that eclipse.

eclipse's backstory is a whole other can of worms, something that i am definitely keeping secret, but it is vital in understanding ciara's backstory. eclipse, as we all know, hails from the Abyss, the dimension that exists below the mortal realm. i did a whole lore dump on that a loooooooong time ago, and it is here. eclipse had an older sister who she adored, named chrysalis, and when she made her escape to the Astral Plane after murdering her father in an attempt to usurp the throne, she basically kidnapped chrysalis and took her with her.

needless to say, chrysalis was not too happy with this. so she decided that, instead of living in a world where her beloved sister became a cruel tyrant, killed herself. her soul went to the in-between (post about the in-between here), and was assumed by eclipse to be lost. eclipse grieved, but did in fact get over her sister's death and began to focus on creating this new dimension in her image.

(if you're wondering on what eclipse did with chrysalis' dead body, you needn't fret! eclipse used chrysalis' orichalcum to produce ophiuchus and cetus, aka, the very first attempts at creating Zodiacs! and the reason why ophiuchus and cetus are considered 'mistakes' in eclipse's eyes was because she used her sister's blood to make them! chrysalis is considered an 'albino taiju', meaning that she has health defects and is weaker magically than other taiju. these magical defects then transferred to ophiuchus and cetus, who are now unable to create their own magic! this also means that ophiuchus and cetus are indelibly linked to both ciara and eclipse!)

fast forward a couple millenia or so, and it comes to eclipse's attention that, no, her sister's soul was in fact not lost in the in-between. chrysalis' soul had in fact reincarnated into a human, and since chrysalis was a taiju (info on taijus in the abyss lore post), eclipse thought it impossible that a taiju's soul could reincarnate into a human's body.

it was in fact not impossible, and the result of chrysalis reincarnating into a human body is the one, the only, ciara! who is now eternally doomed by the narrative! hooray!

when ciara was a mortal, she had no idea of her powers, because she was essentially a human egg waiting to hatch into a taiju bird during her mortal lifetime. this proverbial hatching of her taiju powers occurred once she died and her soul was transferred to the Astral Plane—and even then, it took several months in the Astral Plane for even the slightest hint of her powers to show themselves.

so what does this mean, plot-wise? ciara has the same powers as eclipse, that being the ability to generate shockwaves, shields, and portals. her powers are augmented by the necklace she wears, as it contains a chunk of the crystal used to power eclipse's scythe. she is, however, noticeably much weaker than eclipse, which is understandable since she is literally still a teenager. most of the plot of TZE is ciara trying to figure out how to wield her new powers while also simultaneously trying to stop her sister(?).

BUT ENOUGH ABOUT HER BACKSTORY, TIME TO MOVE ON TO MUCH LIGHTER TOPICS.

Personality: i based ciara a lot off of what i acted like when i was younger: snarky, rough around the edges, a bit of a bitch, but a good heart underneath it all. she's gone through some shit, but always tries to come out of it a better person. she genuinely wants to do the right thing, and this shows through her actions in trying to stop eclipse. she feels many of her emotions very strongly, mostly anger, sadness, and fear, but also happiness.

Relationship with the Zodiacs:

Very Positive: Aries, Gemini, Cancer, Virgo, and Scorpio. gemini is the one who volunteers to house and train ciara in the art of fighting, and as the plot goes on, gemini learns to accept ciara as a part of her family, sort of like her younger sister. cancer is a very fatherly figure, especially to younger children, and readily accepted ciara into his makeshift family. aries, virgo, and scorpio were much colder towards ciara, but she managed to break through to them and eventually befriend them, and now they are her ride-or-die.

Positive: Leo, Sagittarius, Aquarius. these three are ciara's other teachers, and they teach her in the various arts of theater, archery, and science. she admires and looks up to all of them, which makes some of their (*cough* leo *cough*) eventual betrayals all the more hurtful.

Neutral: Taurus, Libra. they just never really got a chance to interact with one another, which is unfortunate, but these two aren't really that important to ciara's personal character development.

Negative: Capricorn. ciara and capricorn initially got off on the wrong foot; capricorn was supposed to be ciara's teacher in strategy and tactics, but ciara (who was raised by a mother figure very similar to capricorn's stern demeanor) refused to listen to or comply with her new teacher's harsh demands. eventually, though, ciara realizes the importance of having someone like capricorn to teach and instruct her, and then starts to make amends with her.

Very Negative: Pisces. ciara never liked pisces from the start; she found him exceedingly creepy, and pisces viewed ciara as an intriguing new specimen to observe. however, some of ciara's suspicions later turn out to be true...

Godhunter:

the name of her cool-ass sword. in fact, it is this sword that kick-starts the entire plot of TZE; eclipse sent ciara on a noble quest to collect ingredients from all over the Astral Plane in order to enchant the sword and make it uber-powerful. eclipse's reason for this quest is...sinister, to say the least, as she intended to use the sword for her own personal gain, only using ciara to unwittingly do her dirty work.

the sword got its name 'godhunter' during a particularly intense tussle with it where ciara used it to wound eclipse. ordinarily, a sword wouldn't have done much damage to eclipse, but since this particular one was enchanted with a ludicrous amount of damaging spells, it does manage to harm her. hence the name, 'godhunter'.

Magical animal companions:

Asclepius:

Asclepius, as I have mentioned in a previous post (linked here), was made from ophiuchus' severed serpent tail, and thus shares a mental link with ophiuchus. because ophiuchus is distantly related to ciara, ciara and asclepius are connected by association. their first meeting is a...rather aggressive one, asclepius jumped out at ciara and ciara mistook him as an enemy. asclepius is also instrumental in leading ciara to the location where ophiuchus and cetus are being held captive, which is major plot spoilers, so it will not be mentioned :D

Kai:

Kai is ciara's raven buddy, named after ciara's dead ex-boyfriend for their similar twitchy and anxious mannerisms. kai is mainly used to carry messages between ciara and gemini in the later plotlines of TZE, as other methods of communication during that time are being closely watched. he does not get along with asclepius (ciara had to train asclepius to not try and eat kai), but tries his best to tolerate his situation.

Hobbies: ciara enjoys swordfighting, archery, chess (once scorpio teaches her), videogames, writing emo poetry, and annoying the absolute shit out of anyone she is with at the moment

GOOD LORD THIS IS LONG. UM. YEAH IF YOU MADE IT DOWN HERE I APPLAUD YOU. ANYWAY QUESTIONS ABOUT LORE ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED, IT'S 11 PM WHERE I AM RIGHT NOW, I AM SLEEPING GOODNIGHT.

#asks #zodiac lore

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turtle-steverogers · 2 years

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Thinking about Steve blurting “Language” without thinking in aou and all of the others dragging him for it and how he goes along with it good-naturedly. But then years later they’re in the same position and Steve curses and Bucky, over the comms, just calls “Language!” in a joking reprimand and Steve LAUGHS so loud and honestly. And in that moment the five realize that it was never for them, it was always these two loving and playing with each other and I just :,)

THIS IS ACTUALLY SUCH AN IMPORTANT FUCKING CONCEPT TO ME YOU READ MY MIND LIKE

I'm pretty sure that I made a post a loooooooong long time ago where I was talking about how the Howlies actually said "Language" to each other as a poke to Steve's Golden Boy Captain America title, even though he's honestly quite the opposite, and then when they're storming that Hydra base in AOU, it could be 2015 or it could be 1945 and they're fighting Hydra all the same and really it did "Just slip out" but GOD OKAY YES so that's definitely the reason behind that line

Also another concept I love that you touched on: the others watching Bucky and Steve and seeing this whole dynamic appear that's so unlike anything they've seen from Steve. He isn't reserved around Bucky and he's always laughing and teasing and poking fun and there are those moments when Steve leans over and whispers something to Bucky and they both start giggling like schoolboys and yeah, it really has always been just these two against the world.

#FUCK IM EMO #steve rogers #mikey answers #stucky #bucky barnes #mutuals <333

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apenapaperandadoofus · 13 days

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omg which game is your header from i love it

Aaa thanks! It’s from the game mystic messenger, I remember a few years ago I joined a zine and got to work with the absolutely talented @sapphireicecream (go see their art it’s beautiful 🤭)

I remember for the zine we both decided on making a story about the MC and Jumin, one of the game’s love interest, and make it into a Hades/Persephone type of short fic!

I remember since I was getting started writing I was so excited to work on it! It was my first time working with an artist I had been following for a while so obviously when it was done I was over the moon!

It was also the first time I got to see something I’d helped write on actually drawn (I’m not good at art haha thought I do love it!) so obviously it means a lot to me to see an artist capture the vibe and story so beautifully! That’s why I haven’t changed it even if it’s been a few years haha, it still has a place in my heart!

It also makes me think of how at that time I was still new to writing but people seemed to like it! So it helps me with productivity- even if rn I’m radio quiet, since I was going through some stuff I’m hoping now to get back into writing mode! Especially with all the new fandoms I’ve joined like HSR, jjk, mxtx series, etc etc!

Anyway sorry for the loooooooong ramble, I know I got sentimental haha, the header is something that means a lot so go check out the artist (and the game if you haven’t haha, Jumin is an absolute sweetheart and I love him)

#api talks #mystic messenger #jumin mystic messenger #ramble

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talkingtea · 5 months

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Sometimes I laugh at anons because they be saying stuff as if they expect the best from the people they don’t like . You already know these people will continue to do the same things . It’s not surprising at all when it come to what that cast do .

Least of all DP. She showed who she was a loooooooong time ago and she hasn’t done a damn thing since to change our mind about her. In fact if nothing else she reinforces that opinion every chance she gets

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quinloki · 3 months

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Okay, this ship ask game is like, a dream come true. Because now I get to go into la-la-land and you know exactly why. Arlong. The fish-man everyone else loves to hate and I just love to love. 100% going self-ship on this one.

I am going with something a little on the nose (pun not intended) for him, Prompt 25—Write about your ship bathing or swimming together. This....is probably going to go very long because I am running with this for all it is worth.

Now, my man is a fish-man so he has the lovely advantage of pretty much everything when it comes to water. He has built in flippers in not just his feet but his hands as well and the bastard gets to breathe underwater to boot. To top it all off, he's a saw shark with an attitude, so while he must be wary of sea kings he doesn't really need to worry about anything else.

Me on the other hand? I don't know how to swim. Yup, the infamous fish-man snagged himself (or rather he himself was snagged) a woman who cannot swim. This isn't to say I have a devil fruit either. Look, I haven't been to church in a loooooooong time but even I remember, if the devil offers you a fruit you say no and run in the opposite direction of him.

No, I just never bothered learning how to swim. It wasn't that I didn't have ample opportunities, Mom tried desperately to get me to learn. I simply refused. Why? Well, Arlong asked the very same thing one day while we were exploring an island. The question came about as we found a decent-sized, hidden lake in the middle of some woods with what seemed to be a stone-faced "cliff" on one side of it. There was a mini-waterfall from the cliff (it wasn't a cliff, there was a rock formation that had a high point where one could dive off of, but we're in the middle of some woods here).

Arlong was eyeing the lake and I could tell an idea of mischief was forming in his mind. We'd never been swimming together. Not once. Long ago he had asked why I seemed to avoid water as if it itself were a plague. I eventually, sheepishly told him I didn't know how to swim. That was a half-truth. He thought all this time I was afraid of going near water because I didn't know how to swim.

So, now I was trapped and had to explain he had it backwards. I don't know how to swim because I'm afraid of the water. The way he looked at me. I swear that information took him 10 minutes to process. I'm a moron, I should have taken that lengthy interval to put as much distance between me and that lake as humanly possible. But I just stood there waiting for Arlong to react. I was mostly waiting for him to laugh at me, because who ever heard of something so ridiculous?

Finally his brain unfritzes, "so, are you afraid of what's in the water? Like regular sharks or something?" Well, at least he wasn't laughing, yet.

"Nope. I love sharks, you of all people should know that—" he grimaces here, fully remembering how we first met, I may or may not have traumatized him inadvertently. "I am genuinely afraid of the water itself. I know for a fact, it wants to kill me."

He raises an eyebrow, "a fact huh? You're afraid of the actual, water." The last word is pointed, he's either trying really hard not to laugh at me or his opinion of me just plummeted. Whichever it is, I'm getting embarrassed and try to stomp off away from him to go cry somewhere.

Alas, Arlong is exactly two-and-a-half-feet taller than me. He overtakes me in one stride, the bastard. "Hey now, I wasn't mocking you. I'm just trying to get a handle on this is all. I certainly wasn't expecting water to be the culprit here." He deftly wipes away a tear with his thumb before it has a chance to fall down my cheek.

I do what I do best and bottle up the emotions, swallowing the rest of the tears down. In my head, he's mocking me but in actuality he isn't. He's being very calm.

Arlong lets out a sigh. "Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to go for a swim, but I guess that's been rendered moot."

"Arlong, we don't have a spare set of clothes on hand."

"We wouldn't be swimming in our clothes, this isn't a party with booze and crew."

"Arlong, are you suggesting skinny dipping on a gods forsaken island?"

He looks away with a crafty glint in his eye and shrugs, "we're the only ones here and it's not like we haven't seen each other in the nude before." He looks back at me and stares intently into my eyes, I just now those icy blues of his mean no good right now. "We still could y'know." He gives one of his toothy smirks.

A normal person, a normal human no less, would have a chill of fear go down their spine because of those smirks. Not me, I just about melt. Just as I'm getting ready to remind him that I. Cannot. Swim. He beats me to the punch.

"Look, I'm a fish-man for crying out loud. I can breathe under the water and swim better than anything on this island. I'm not saying I'll teach you how to swim, I'm pretty sure that ship sailed and sank long ago (I flip him off at this). What I'm proposing is, you allow me to hold onto you in the water. I swear to you, I will not let go and I will not let your head go below the water."

Now, it's my turn to get crafty. I use what little feminine wiles I have and coyly stare back, "can I hold onto your dorsal fin?"

Arlong rolls his eyes, "what is it with you and my dorsal fin, woman?"

"I like it! It's sexy."

"All sharks have a dorsal fin. Are all sharks sexy then?"

"No."

"Then what the hell is it about mine?!"

"You really want to have this conversation now?"

"What conversation? How is this a conversation? I'm so confused, are we swimming or not?"

"Can I hold onto your dorsal fin?"

"No."

"Aw c'mon Arlong! Just this once!"

Facepalming as he realizes he brought this upon him self for allowing himself to fall for a lowly human, he heaves an exasperated sigh. "Fine. Clothes off, hold onto the dorsal fin, and I'll swim you around the lake. Then we do it my way, fair?"

Grinning like I just won the lottery I practically shout "deal!"

And true to his word, Arlong swims me around the lake with me holding onto his dorsal fin on his back. After a few laps, he pulls me into his arms and holds me tightly against his chest as he lazily swims in the lake, his back facing the lake floor so that I can practically lay down on his chest as if he were a floating pool lounge chair. It's mildly awkward because I don't want to wrap my arms around his neck or shoulders because that's where the gills are and I don't want to interfere with those.

Arlong chuckles, which feels like a low earthly tremor radiating from his body into mine, "so that's why you wanted to hold onto my dorsal fin. To avoid the gills?"

"Guilty as charged."

"Go ahead then, I don't mind. And for the record, you can't impinge breathing and you won't hurt the gills either. They're not that fragile. I'm a shark not a goldfish."

Now it's my turn to laugh, "you know technically speaking, fish who can breathe in the air can only do so temporarily. They have a special organ for it and everything. The critters than have both gills for breathing underwater and lungs for breathing on land are usually newts and some other versions of salamanders. So, technically you're an amphibian and not a fish."

"I hate you."

"I love you too Arlong."

Okay this was a treat. I don't even really know what to say to it. I love how well you balance the vibe of Arlong with the function of a full on relationship.

I LOVE the splitting hairs about classifications too, that just tickles me pink xD

Bathing/swimming with your ship hmm... Marco x reader style: Bathing isn't really the right word for it. He doesn't mind relaxing in the tub with you on occasion, but he really loves showering together. He loves getting to basically preen over you and clean you himself, teasing and touching and snuggling at the same time.

Spare moments are short, and he'd rather tangle up in one another arms and cuddle in bed, instead of cuddle in the tub. Preferring to run his fingers through your drying hair, and not your wet hair.

Not that he rushes shower time, he certainly takes his time, and he doesn't deny you the pleasure of returning the favor of cleaning him if you want. But he doesn't exactly make it easy for you, touching and teasing in return as you work.

Cuddling, admittedly, is not usually the first order of business once you're both out of the shower, and sometimes what you end up doing sends you right back in for another - albeit shorter and more focused shower.

ask game post

#Let's Give Them Something to Talk About #quin answers #ask game #oc x canon #self ship #x reader #thecrimsonacademic

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The fact that there's still a seemingly endless amount of malice even after Calamity Ganon's defeat makes sense.

Because 10 000 years worth of malice is A LOT.

I'm not sure people realize just how long ten thousand years is. To put that into perspective;

10 000 years ago, humanity had just entered the new stone age.

It was when people figured out farming was a good idea. Still using stone, bones, and flint tools. Some sabertooth tigers might've still been chilling.

Imagine the sheer amount of hate built up from when mammoths went extinct up until today.

Have fun fighting that amount of malice.

Ten thousand years is a loooooooong time. Ganon sure knows how to hold a grudge. (¯―¯٥)

It's impressive how you can still find the ruins of the Temple of Time and even Lon Lon Ranch.

Not to mention how Zelda's bloodline is still solidly going. Keeping a royal family line that long is insane.

And there haven’t been any other heroes during that time? That's so hard to imagine. Aren’t there other enemies requiring a hero with the Master sword to defeat? If not, it'd be as if the previous hero had been vibing with sabertooth tigers, and the new would've been playing the switch.

This might actually be the case because the shrines hadn't been used before Botw Link. That’s a long time without heroes.

The Deku tree is freaking ancient. The master sword too, and who knows how old they are!

And wth is Sheikah tech made out of?! To last this long and still work...they did too good of a job.

With ten thousand years of malice to fight…not looking good for you Link. Hopefully, with the newly acquired magic ducktape, you'll find some insane way to win.

10 000 years is ridiculously long.

Enjoy reflecting on how crazy time is!

(-ω- )

#legend of zelda #breath of the wild #zelda botw #tears of the kingdom #loz #totk #Ganon holds insane grudges #calamity ganon

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markatoto · 6 months

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mar have u ever had filipino hot chocolate/anything made with tablea bc it slaps

once when i was a kid a LOOOOOOOONG time ago. i recall it being pretty okay, i think? tablea was never really a common thing when my parents bought it from supermarket (and to be honest, i either dont see it much or i keep missing it now-a-days LOL)

now that its fall, its the perfect season for hot chocolate so next time i see it, ill be sure to pick it up!

#the questions

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anxiouspineapple99 · 7 months

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Fanfic ask!

3. What was your first fandom?

12. Post a sentence from your current WIP

22. Pick out a random line from a fic you're really proud of

Big hugs!

Starry my love! So sorry I took so long to respond!

3. My first fandom? Shiiiiit….that was a loooooooong time ago. I think it was One Piece. Or Yu-Gi-Oh. I was a feral Pharaoh simp in high school lol.

12. You get TWO sentences lol!

“Hm. Everything you imagined?” He winked at her with a lopsided grin.

“So much more.” She felt the heat rising to her face as she realized the implication of her words.

22. Bracca creaked with the decaying bodies of the Venator-class star destroyers littering the planet’s surface. The acrid smell of rust and some sort of aquatic creature assaulted Avery’s nose as she stepped off the Marauder.

Ragu 4 u: @starqueensthings @dystopicjumpsuit @blueink-bluesoul @moonlightwarriorqueen @wings-and-beskar @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @eyeluvmusic21 @clonemedickix @secondaryrealm @mooncommlink @freesia-writes @mandos-mind-trick @multi-fan-dom-madness @idontgetanysleep @littlemissmanga @ladyzirkonia @sunshinesdaydream

#you asked #and the pineapple answered

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kuzcoskingdom · 21 hours

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i wanna know your opinion on yzma's son from the descendants cartoon

ASDFGKJFDG so i've never really seen the descendants cartoon (in fact, i've only ever watched the first descendants movie, but i do plan on watching at least the second one) but i know about zevon here because i have a friend who's into descendants and she told me about him after i asked her if yzma had any kids. so i also know about her daughter yzla from the book series. and uhh first of all the thought of yzma having high school aged kids makes me go insane 😭 like... i do think that yzma was a beautiful and charming woman in her youth and it's not entirely implausible to me that she could've had kids at one point but i would've thought that if it happened, it happened a loooooooong time ago. one time in emperor's new school kronk ordered her a cake with 200 candles on it which to be fair doesn't necessarily mean she's actually that old but STILL... how is she out there having a teenage son!? who tf is the man that chose to make a baby with her!? does she love zevon and treat him well?? because if she does then i know kuzco would be literally so mad if he found out yzma was actually capable of being a decent parental figure!

anyway i did read this guy's wiki page back when my friend told me about him and just now i watched all the episodes he appears in so i could get a better idea of what he's like. and honestly he's kind of funny. i like that he insists on saying shit like "kablooey" and "ba-bam" every time he throws out a potion, and the way he says things like "condescendinating" instead of condescending or "introducturate" instead of introduce literally reminds me of tigger. like from winnie the pooh. his design, though... look i know yzma is literally grayish-purple but she is also incan so i wish her son (and yzla as well) looked a little less white. i also wish they had done more with him because he has extremely little screentime (i did not realize until looking it up that this show had 3-minute episodes), but of course disney always does the emperor's new groove dirty 😔

#🌟#asks #deweyduck #descendants #yzma #zevon #sorry but literally why aren't he and yzla her grandkids AKFHGDFK what is the logic....#like also how did her body. physically handle pregnancy at her age. insane.

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How to Build Your Own 'Augmented Super Wife Supersoldier From The Future' Funko Pop.

A Semi-Coherent Guide By RC.

This is a long one. A loooooooong one.

I meant to do this like two and a half years ago, but in the spirit of keeping this fandom's head above water, and the fact I'm at the hospital (nothing serious!) with nothing to do for the next couple of hours, I'm doing it now.

So if, like me, you are still bitter that Grace and Dani didn't get official Funkos, or official *anything* due to manufacturer short-sightedness, why not say 'fuck it' and build yer own?

This rambling tutorial will attempt to demonstrate how to build Grace from the 'when they start to kill me, run' scene.

Like, literally that bit 😋.

Anywho. Let's do this!

You will need:

- Funko Pop DIY (female)

- Polymer clay (eg. Sculpy, Fimo, CosClay). I'd advise against cheapo no-name alternatives purely because in my experience the baking times/temperatures stated are absolute garbo. Also, polymer clay will give off quite gnarly fumes while curing, so better to use a trusted source. But if cheapo's all ya got, it's all ya got.

Other modeling materials you might consider instead of polymer clay include...

Epoxy clay (eg. Milliput, Apoxie Sculpt, The Army Painter 'Green Stuff', even something like J-B Weld or similar 2 part plumber's/repair putty).

Plain ol' air drying clay (eg. DAS, FimoAir, Gedeo).

You could even whip up a batch of 'cold porcelain', or an oven cure salt dough from ingredients you probably already have at home. Make sure you clear coat any salt dough creations properly after curing as over time ambient moisture may mess with it.

Each option above has its own pros and cons. Do your research if you aren't sure. Me? I used Fimo.

*ahem* Carrying on...

- Masking tape

- Hobby knife

- Pin vice

- Kebab skewer (wooden), or styrene rod

- Paint brushes

- Primer (plus dust mask if you're using a rattle can indoors)

- Sandpaper (around 400 grit oughta do it but you could probably go 200 either side of that and get a good result)

- Acrylic paints (optional: Posca PC-1MR pens in black and white for fine detail).

- Crafter's heat gun, or a hairdryer

- Varnish/clear coat.

Optional extras: Airbrush, spray booth/cardboard box, rotary tool, oven thermometer, artist's/cake decorating turntable, UV resin, silver leafing pen, jeweller's files, jeweller's wire, acetone, superglue or 5 minute epoxy, a lil piece of sponge, pearl mica powder, scavenged Funko Pop head 😈.

Step One: Grab your Funko DIY and separate the head from body using heat to soften the vinyl enough to wangle it off the neck post. Shoving it in a mug of hot water for a few minutes should do the trick. Make sure to dry out the head as much as possible. Last thing you want is mould growing inside it. This is Terminator, not The Last Of Us 😉. Alternatively you could use your heat gun/hairdryer, but I explain in Step Six why the water bath approach is a better option (imho) at this early stage.

(You are giving this entire thing a quick read through before you start, right? I dunno about the rest of you but I like to have at least a basic idea of the work ahead before I get stuck in. Saves finding out you're missing a necessary tool/material at an inopportune moment and all).

Stop rambling, RC. Sorry. It's easier to be succinct when you haven't lost half your photos 🤦‍♀️. Moving on...

If you don't wanna attempt to sculpt the hair yourself you can, as I did, take a kitbashing approach instead of using the supplied DIY head. Grab one of the many commercially available Funkos with a decent approximation of the hairstyle you want and then go Step One on em. Buy 'pre-loved', buy BNIB, dig one out of a dumpster, steal one from your lil cousin, it doesn't matter. Procure as your time/budget/situation dictates. Improvise where necessary.

Sorry, Ron. I need your floppy hair. I do not need your clothes.

Or your boots. Or your motorcycle.

...😋

Step Two: Take the body of the Funko DIY and mark out the position of the tank top and the cuffs of the jeans. These will be used as guides for when you add the clay.

At this point I used a pin vice to drill the hole thru the fist for the rebar. If you're a crazy person you could use a rotary tool with an appropriately sized bit attached.

To make the rebar I fashioned a mould from a drinking straw and filled it with UV resin. Because I'm awkward. A wooden kebab skewer, or some hobbyist's styrene rod (eg. Evergreen Scale Models) would work just as well. Just cut it to size, paint it silver and you're golden. I used a metallic leafing pen. You use whatever you've got handy. Doesn't have to be shiny. A flat grey acrylic would work just fine.

Use jeweller's files and sandpaper to make small adjustments to the hand hole and rebar respectively in order to get a good press fit. There's always glue if you overdo it 😉. But don't add the rebar to the model just yet, as you're gonna need room to manoeuvre for the next bit.

Step Three: How do you make it look like your figure is wearing clothes when you don't have much real estate to work with?

You fake it, that's how.

You do not need to model an entire set of clothes! It's an arse ache, and we're all about working smarter not harder on the RC channel.

So, take your modeling compound of choice, roll a chunk of it out to the desired thickness, and then cut into strips, say 2-3mm wide. Use your best judgement here.

Now, using the jeans as our example, wrap a strip around the bottom of the leg where the cuff would sit. Cut off any excess and blend out the join. Just give it a lil rub and it's like it was never there. Like magic! You should have a nice defined edge at the bottom, just above the foot. Now see the top edge of your lil clay strip? Well, you wanna start pushing and flattening the clay to blend the edge right out so it fades back into the body.

Repeat for the other leg, and the bottom of the tank top. The straps are relatively simple, tho the bits that pass under the arms can be fiddly due to lack of space. Use a hobby knife to shape and crisp up those edges and then blend out the extraneous edge. Same thing with the neckline.

Run a strip around each foot to form the soles of the boots, and a lil 'x' on the top of the feet to give the impression of laces.

For the rips in the clothing you can simply gouge out a little of the clay. If there isn't any on that part of the model (the knee for example) roll out a little wormy dealie (for you North of the Border fans 😉), position it as needed, blend out the edges, then gouge as required.

If you're playing on hardcore mode, this might be the time to start piling clay on the Funko DIY head and sculpting the hair. You may prefer to leave it til the head's re-attached tho. It depends on the material you're using. If you don't think it'll stand up to a bit of manhandling while pushing the head back onto the body, save this step til that bit's done.

Cure according to the clay manufacturer's instructions. The vinyl will not melt at the temperatures required to cure polymer clay, but if you don't wanna risk it or you don't wanna use your food oven to cook plastic, with all the gnarly fumes and stuff, I've given you plenty of air dry and/or non toxic alternatives. Consistent temperature is key with polymer clay. Undercooked, it's quite brittle. An oven thermometer comes in handy here if you've got one.

Step Four: Primetime!!! Some like to brush on primer, which is fine if you're painting a fence or throwing gesso on a canvas. Not so fine if you're painting a figurine imho. I mean, unless it's Cassandra from Doctor Who. A good rattle can of spray paint is what you want ideally, but again, it's about what you can afford/wangle/manage with your crafting space, so feel free to ignore me and brush away!

First rule of Primer Club: several light coats are better than one heavy coat. Second rule of Primer Club: knock each coat back a lil with sandpaper before applying the next one. Third rule of Primer Club: sit your rattle can in a warm water bath for five minutes before shaking it up to improve flow.

You can get primer specifically for plastics but while I would recommend it, it's not absolutely necessary.

A scavenged head may need masking off if the base colour already matches the skin colour of your character. Save yourself a bit of painting innit. You can get really tight, clean edges against the hairline with a hobby knife. If the hairstyle, hair colour, and skin colour match straight outta the box? Congrats! Why are you even reading this? 😜.

That thing in the background is a portable spray booth (that other thing is a turntable). A cardboard box is also a portable spray booth if you want it to be. Only thing it doesn't have is an extractor fan. So put on a dust mask, and open a window or work outside.

The DIY figure comes primed outta the box, so if you're using the DIY head and are planning on sculpting the hair after re-attachment you don't need to prime it. Unless you want to.

Step Five: Time to paint that shizz. You don't need me to walk you thru this bit, right?

Right?...

Masking is your friend if you don't trust your ability to freehand with a brush. If you're masking over a part you've already painted and are afraid of pulling the paint off, you can knock the level of tack on the tape down by sticking it to yourself (or your clothes) a couple of times before applying it. Some prefer to add a light layer of clear coat to 'lock in' the underlying paint. It's like a real life 'save point'. Some people do both. Some use masking fluid. Some use silly putty/blu-tac/plasticine. Play around, see what works. You do you.

I painted Grace's eyes blue coz Grace is extra and so am I. I threw a lil bit of pearl powder in there to add a subtle shimmer, as I thought going full metallic blue might be a bit too extra.

Lady Funkos have eyelashes. Don't forget the eyelashes.

(I nearly forgot the eyelashes).

A fine tipped Posca pen comes in handy here if you've got one.

Ditto the eyebrows, tho those aren't just for the ladies obvs.

For Grace's augmentation scars, again I recommend a Posca pen but a brush will do.

DO NOT PAINT THE NECK POST. Don't even varnish the neck post. Keep that bitch masked up until you're ready to reattach the head. Like, you can get away with painting the very bottom if you're worried the bare plastic will show even with the head attached, but that's it. Any more will be making a rod for your own back.

You have a choice now. Whether to weather your figure. I chose to add that extra level of detail as it made sense to me. Use a combination of dark washes, dry brushing, and/or sponge stipling to add dirt, blood etc. If ya want.

When you're happy with your paint job, give everything (except the neck post!!!!) a couple of layers of clear coat.

Step Six: When it comes to reattaching the head you probably don't wanna be dunking anything in water by this point, just in case. So we're gonna soften the neck post (and around the base of the head if necessary) with hot air instead. Use a hairdryer if you don't have a heat gun. DO NOT use an industrial or decorator's heat gun for the love o' god. That shit's meant for stripping paint, not gently warming vinyl figurines. It'd be like using a nuke to shake a cherry tree, and you'd likely burn yourself. A hairdryer is more than capable of doing the job.

Why did we not use the hairdryer for Step One? To be honest there's nothing stopping you if that's what you wanna do, but as you don't have direct access to the bits that need softening at that point you will have to wait for the heat to penetrate. You could be doing other things in that time by letting a water bath do the work for you.

Now, however, you do have direct access, so you'll probably find you only need to blast the hot air for 10 seconds or so.

Step Seven: So, you've got the head re-attached, and your paint job is finished and clear coated. That means it's time to add the rebar. If you went a bit too far with the drilling or sanding now's the time to get your glue on. As an final extra touch you can spiral some thin jeweller's wire around the length of the rebar to make it look more rebar-y. I didn't do this bit as the wire I had in my possession at the time was too thick for my tastes.

But whether you opt for that or not, congratulations on making your very own Grace Funko Pop!

I'm still planning on making security guard and future war versions of Grace, and at least one version of Dani. Yeah, I've been saying that for the last two years, but it's still absolutely happening, trust me.

Anyway. That'll do it. If you have any questions, or you need further explanations or recommendations etc. y'all know where to find me.

#rc builds shit #grace harper #tdf

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