#get ur healing potions out

[feyascorner]

okay first of all i ADORE ur writing… wanna take a bite out of it..

anyway… uh… can i uhh… order a uhh…. astarion x tav.. and like..tav has a fucking insane pain tolerance and always has.. and like… uhh… one time she gets fucking TOTALED in a fight and like obvi it would hurt… and shes like crying subconsciously.. and when some1 points it out shes like “what???? why am i crying wtf???” and like looks down and is just fucking BLEEDING… n then.. astarion comfort…

only if u want thoo!!!!

a/n. Im like the exact opposite I'm very dramatic about the slightest pain but this is such a cute request so Ty!! ALSO PLS EXCUSE IF THIS IS A LITTLE CLUNKY I HAD TO TYPE THIS OUT W MY FINGERS🫠🫠

Astarion is grateful for your tolerance to pain.

Of course, he doesn't particularly enjoy watching you in pain, but he’s no fool. He knows the sting and the soreness that comes after he drinks from your neck. Well, at least, it should sting. However, it never seemed to bother you, and for that, he's forever grateful for it.

These strange sentiments expand past his thirst for blood, as the relief he feels when you’re battered up after a battle and you smile at him as if nothing’s wrong is incomparable to any other feeling he’s felt.

That relief does not come currently, however.

The battle was nearly hopeless. Overwhelmed in number, mages casting counterspell, fighters constantly aiming at you…he’s lost track of it all. By some miracle you and your companions stand victorious, and when he sees that you offer Karlach a lopsided smile, confirming that you're fine, he reaches to pick up one of his daggers.

“Tav—what in the hells, are you okay?”

It’s then that he spots the way your lip quivers and tears glisten threateningly at your eyes. And when you meet his own, they begin to drip down your cheeks like crystals and roll off your chin. He's seen you in tears before, but out of something more positive—not from pain. Before he can even tell what he's doing, he's rushing toward you.

“Why are you—” he sees the blood seeping from your stomach, and his face would've gone pale if he could.

You finally lift your hands to your face, eyes wide when your fingertips brush against the dampness of your cheeks. “Oh. Why am I?…”

Shadowheart scrambles to scrimmage around her bag. “Here, let me—gods, where did I—did we use all the healing potions?—”

“Oh for hells sake. Because you're bleeding!” Astarion hisses, his hand intertwining with yours as he drags you toward the nearest tree where he sits you down. He freezes when you flinch but you shake your head, wiping at your eyes. Your other companions are still searching the enemy corpses for anything that might relieve you of the pain, but they're taking far too long for his liking.

“I’m okay, it doesn't really hurt that much.”

“You’re crying.”

“I didn't even know I was-” you wince.

His eyes narrow. “Lay down.”

“What? No, I’m really fine!”

“Gods, love, please for once, listen to me. It’s quite straining to watch you clamber around with that ghastly wound on your stomach.”

You frown, but he guides you down anyway, careful to lay down your head against the grass. “Now wait patiently. Maybe if we’re lucky, our dear friends will find a potion before I start developing wrinkles.”

A momentary silence hangs in the air. It’s by no means uncomfortable, but there are words on the tip of his tongue he wishes to say. And when he notices you staring, he sighs.

“If you're hurt, tell us. I don't care how high your pain tolerance is—if you're hurt, call us. Call me. Don't be a fool and bleed out over a few enemies when we’ve been through so much worse.”

The sincerity in his voice is almost embarrassing. But with the way you're watching him so seriously, he can't bring himself to dwell on such irrelevant factors.

Then, you smile again, as if you've forgotten about the pain. “How minor can the pain be for me to call you?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“Can I call you when I stub a toe?”

“Absolutely not.”

“I will.”

He stares at you with lidded eyes and you laugh. He feels the weight on his shoulders get a bit lighter.

“You may call for me whenever you wish.”

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[peachesfather]

Can you mizu with a healer fem reader thats in lonfon and very jealous of taigen?? I want it very fluffy but also smutty if ur ok with it :) please and thank uu

thanks for this request !!

Doing way too much

mizu x black fem! reader blue eye samurai

warning:+18, smut, fluffy, fingering, bad grammar, suggestive language, and jealous mizu is a way to put it.

I was the best healer in my store in London, i get a lots of praise from how good i am at healing people's wounds, the pay was very good for me and my mother who were very poor.

I swept the floor with a broom while listening to some jams on the radio, i signed and humed to the music, i heard the door open and paid it no mind at all i just continued to clean. i was abrupt by someone in front of me with their eyes being blue as the ocean but had a no emotion face along with someone else with them but he staring at my potions.

"what do you need?" i looked at his tall figure and waited for a response but no reply so i put my hand on their shoulder to tell them to reply for their request.

He snatched my hand from their shoulder and squezzed it very hard, i hissed and told them to stop.

"I just need to be heal thats fucking it, and also need resources for my travel" she let go of me and i basically rolled my eyes at her behavior. "You couldve just said that and not squeezed my fingers." i said while still being angry at this customer. (bby got issues wrong bitch tho)

"okay, sit in this chair please sir" he gave the other man who came along with him a sword and came my way to sit down in the chair. The guy who was holding the sword was looking me up and down while bitting his lips. i ignored him and shown eye contact towards the blue eyed man in front of me.

"Where does it hurt?" He pointed to where their gut is so meaning to where the injury is there. I closed my eyes to see if the energy of the wound could be healed, water has appeared on the gut to clean throughout and he hiss in the healing process, i patch him up. "you're finally done, that would be $50" he put the money in my hand and stared at me for few seconds and then snatched the sword from the other guy, "i be outside Taigen, grabbed the other resources for our travel" she put her glasses back on her face and left my store, the other grabbed the stuff he was told to buy.

"is that all?' he just stared at my face and told him again "IS THAT ALL SIR YOU STARING UP THE STORM" his eyes widned and laughed at my outburst. “You’re so cute what’s your name?” He said while staring behind the counter at my ass.

“Okay, I give you my name, it’s y/n.” I blushed and facepalm at how cringe of how I falling for this bullshit, I noticed a couple glances from the window outside the store, it was the guy who I healed he looked angry and pissed must be because of this fella right here, I think he’s talking himself or flirting idk what bro is still here for.

“The cost is $100, do you have it?” He paused and stopped talking about whatever mess he was going on about, he smiled and started to look in his pockets for his money or changes.

Me, being the nicest person that I’m going to be and letting this nigga off with his resources to getting out of my store, I told him he doesn’t need to pay for it under one condition is telling him and his friend to come over to my place for a meal.

He quickly agreed and said “yes, now we can get to know each other in a better way” he rubbing his fingers together while licking his lips I was disgusted but happy at the same time because he was leaving my store, I gave the guy outside a wink. He scoffed and looked away instantly. (I need her so badly don’t play to get pookie)

When the clock hits 5 pm, I was already done cooking curry chicken and rice for my guests, I clean the table and put the table cloth on to be proper.

I heard a knock on my door I was guessing it was them, taigen was smiling like he had done a whole crime while being very sketchy, he was nicely dressed with his hair down. However, for the mysterious man he was still in his old clothes doesn’t make him unattractive but he could’ve done something to spark his appearance. His eyes on the other has drew more attention.

He catches my glances and looked away in annoyance. I signed and ask his name because i wanted to get know him better. He looked me in the eye and said “my name is Mizu”

That’s a cute name awee” I said that brought me and him in awkward silence until taigen grabbed my chin to rizz me up or whatever saying “ma, you look good tonight in them jeans and showing your figure very nicely.

I kinda blushed at him complimenting my body, his way of words were blinding from getting to know mizu. Taigen gave mizu no emotion face that became a snickering expression towards him to letting know that he trying to get to have me. Mizu smirked and smiled at him for being too foolish.

We was eating the curry chicken and rice at the table, taigen was tearing my food up and said It is good and wanted seconds. I gotten up just to give him more.

Mizu was looking me up and down from knee from how my jeans looked on me, she squeezed her thighs and looked at taigen who was staring back at her already.

“Aye, stop looking at her she is going to be mine, bitches like her cannot resist me.” Taigen said while crossing his hands by giggling at how easy you are. However, Mizu was disgusted of how he talking about you , even though she barely knows anything about me to care.

I came back to table so happy about someone being grateful about my cooking. Taigen grabbed the plate from me and said thank you. Mizu was staring into my soul, I was confused but I sat down and looked at taigen finishing his second plate of curry chicken.

“Y/n, yo if I was your man bro I wouldn’t never disrespect how bad of cook you is” he said while staring at mizu then laughed at how fucked mizu looked.

“You wanna be my man? Well, you must want to take good care of me” I said while lovey dovey staring at him

“I take care of that ass of yours real good” he said while chewing. Mizu started to shake the table and ask to go where to bathroom. I told him that it is upstairs I got up and walked himself to the bathroom.

She stops mid way, it made me confused until she grabbed me and push closed the door in the bathroom.

“What the heck mizu” I was pushed against the wall and was held by my hands from mizu who showing no emotion to the situation of having me like this.

“You want to stay quiet or what, I know you want me all this time you fucking brat” she stare at my face who was resisting her touch.

“I need you so badly please..” you said while bringing your hands to her hands to guide her to you hips, she grabbed a chunk of your ass and lean in to kiss your lips that had lipstick onto them.

“You don’t know how much I have done to get to fuck you like this” she said holding onto me while locking eyes with me I stare back with her with a nervously smile.

She slip her hand in my jeans while standing up with spreading me out with her fingers, I grasp and moans “. fuckkk..mm mizu your fingers” I was literally dripping mess under her. Me and her touched heads while she fingered me at a quick pace while she laughing at me.

I screamed in my hand while she thrust her fingers in out of me out one last time. I wrap my hands around her neck to give her lips a peck, she snickered and kiss me back. We sat in comfortable silence till leaving the bathroom together.

Okay, this was very bad you guys can diss this onee !!

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hi! This is the Morissa x Reader requester, finally got it edited, lol. (If u don't want to do it that's completely fine ☺️)

(Would love it being split into or a long chapter with the build up and then the fucking lol)

Sub!Morticia x Sub!Larissa x Top!Tall!Fem!Shapeshifter!Reader, Morticia and Larissa loved being carried and had been begging to be manhandled during sex but Reader is too scared to because of her werewolf strength but Tish and Rissa conduct a plan to get Reader to break and do it, and when that happens Reader snaps and fucks them both into nothing but babbling nonsense messes.

(Morticia loves being manhandled during sex and moved by Reader into the position Reader wants her in, Morticia loves being carried upright, legs wrapped around readers waist, arms around readers neck and head tucked into neck(doesn’t care where y’all are will just jump into ur arms and snuggles into you, been that way sinceur time at Nevermore together, Same with Rissa but she loves being carried bridal style and curled up with head tucked into readers neck. What sets Reader off is when she peaks into Rissa's office and sees them masterbating side by side but they don't know Reader saw till she gets home)

(Biting kink(likes to bite and be bit, Morticia), spanking(both), Daddy kink(both), shapeshifter peen(Reader), praise kink(both), they both absolutely PREEN at being called good girls and melt on the spot (literally ruined underwear).

Hey there anon, thanks for being so patient 💕 I would love to write this!! We love sub!larissa & sub!morticia 🤭🏳️‍🌈 AND we LOVE some build up! I added a song for inspiration and some extra spice 😉 SMUT to come in later chapters!

Bend us, Break us Pt. 1 ~Sub!Larissa Weems xSub!Morticia Addams xFem Dom!Tall!Shapeshifter!Reader

Link to Part 2 & Part 3

Mommy…Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, implied smut, Dom & Sub relationships, polyamorous lifestyle, etc…

Part 1 of a mini series

Enjoy (;

After the fiasco with Wednesday and Marilyn Thornhill almost destroying the school, Morticia had found it best to join the faculty to keep an eye on Wednesday.

The new school year welcomed Morticia Addams as the official Potions instructor as well as You as the new Herbology Professor.

And Larissa being lucky to be alive was an understatement.

You as the Marilyn’s assistant had found Larissa with the poison already in her system and everyone else having left. You had managed to counter act the poison with a rare healing plant that you had been secretly growing on the side.

From there, Larissa had immediately given you the job of being the herbology professor.

~~~

Morticia and Larissa had always had a thing.

And now that they were working together, it made their thing even more apparent…

But there was one singular, nagging issue…

They were both submissive.

Larissa spent her whole day and night dominating in her life, so when it came to her sex life, she was more than willing if not insistent that she hand over the reins of control.

Similarly, Morticia was the matriarch over the entire Addams family and she had such a submissive husband, that she couldn’t handle another thing in which she was expected to be in control.

Both women just needed a break for gods sake…

And this thing between them, only made the pair even more sexually frustrated.

Luckily, They found you.

~~~

After Larissa’s near death experience, she insisted to take you out for coffee as a thank you.

From the time you had been working as the herbology assistant, Larissa had gauged you to be introverted, calm, and shy person. Overall very submissive.

This was ironic to her as your build screamed the exact opposite; You were toned and quite tall (and that’s a big claim coming from Larissa), you carried yourself with elegance and dressed well.

But your presence was quiet, you did as you were told, and you rarely raised a hand against anything.

But Ohhh how her perspective changed when you two met for that coffee…

She had insisted that you call her Larissa, and you had immediately insisted the same for you as well.

Unlike at the school, you were far more talkative to the blonde and your laughter and smiles were far less contained.

Larissa quickly came to find your laugh rather intoxicating…

You were a lot more straight forward and clear on what you wanted and what you thought.

She realized that while you were introverted, you were certainly not submissive.

And as you and her were chatting, a thought sparked in Larissa’s mind…

You were the solution to her and Morticia’s little dilemma.

That was of course if a) you even liked women and b) you were even interested.

Which both of these things stumped Larissa a bit as she had no clue.

So naturally Larissa decided that after her coffee with you she would go directly to Morticia’s office to confer with her.

~~~

“I’m sorry, what?” Morticia asked, a bit stunned from the retelling of events which Larissa had just given her.

“It’s a lot I know. But I think it could work… But I don’t know if she’s interested or even gay, ‘Tish…” Larissa continued.

Their cute nicknames for each other always made the other woman blush…

At that, Morticia let out a elegant giggle if there ever was one.

“She’s gay, ‘Rissa…” Morticia chuckled.

Larissa looked at her with confusion.

Morticia burst into more laughter at her face, “You really have terrible gaydar…!” She chuckled once she had composed herself more.

“I do not…” Larissa grumbled.

“Yes you do.”

At not wanting to discuss this topic anymore, Larissa pivoted the conversation.

“Alright, but even if she is gay, there is no guarantee that she would be interested in something like that…” she spoke with a hint of disappointment laced in her tone.

“Hmmm…” Morticia mused, “Well why don’t we just ask her…?”

“Who?” was Larissa’s immediate, next question.

The room went silent.

“Not it!” Both of the women yelled simultaneously.

They both groaned and laughed at their own unwillingness to step up and ask.

“Perhaps it would be better if we both approached Y/N.” Larissa stated.

And Morticia couldn’t agree more.

~~~

Everyone knew that being called into the principals office was never a good thing…

So when you got requested by the principal at the crack ass of dawn on the following Monday morning, you were nervous to say the least.

Had you done something at the coffee meet?

Did you forget to turn something in?

Where you in trouble??

As you reached Larissa’s office doors, you took a deep breath and knocked with a slightly shaky hand.

“Come in!” You heard two muffled voices yell.

Two people?

Maybe you had offended or hurt somebody??

You took another deep breath before opening the door to be met by none other than Larissa Weems and Morticia Addams standing in Larissa’s office.

~~~

The second you had walked into the office, Morticia and Larissa shared a look and both committed in that moment.

“Professor, Lovely for you to join us. We had a matter that we wanted to discuss with you.” Larissa began.

“Alright. What’s the matter?” You asked.

Larissa looked over to Morticia for help.

“Well… Why don’t we all have a seat first.” Morticia suggested, glancing over to Larissa dottingly.

Larissa let out a small sigh of relief which she hoped you hadn’t caught before continuing, “Yes! That sounds like an excellent idea. Please Morticia, Miss L/N, do sit.”

“Thank you.” You spoke, “And Professor or Y/N will be just fine.”

Larissa didn’t meet your gaze but rather have a curt nod and a small smile as she too sat down.

“So… What would you like to talk about?” You asked again.

Both women took a deep breath.

They exchanged glances, in an almost fight for who would ask you…

Morticia won.

“We… We are looking… Well, we thought…” Larissa stumbled over her words.

“We’re polyamorous!” Morticia blurted out.

Larissa’s eyes widened at Morticia’s bluntness, “Yes, and we’re interested in you…”

Silence.

Both women sat there on the edge of of their seats, awaiting your response.

A small smirk crept up on your face as you finally responded, “Ah I see… Well then what do you want from me?”

Both woman stared at you doe eyed with their mouths agape as they both audibly gulped.

~~~

When you knocked on Larissa’s office door, you were nervous.

When you heard two people calling for you to enter, you were still shaking.

But then you walked in met by none other than Larissa Weems and Morticia Addams…

There was something off.

You knew from the second the pair had exchanged glances as you walked in. It looked like glances of reassurance almost…

Suddenly, you felt a little less nervous.

“Professor, Lovely for you to join us. We had a matter that we wanted to discuss with you.” Larissa had said.

Her voice was faltering and she was straining and struggling to keep her authoritative tone…

You knew this behavior…

“Alright. What’s the matter?” You matter of factly stated.

Seemingly the entire power dynamic has flipped on its top in a matter of seconds…

Then Larissa looked over to Morticia AGAIN. You had never seen such a dependent, questioning side to the woman.

“Well… Why don’t we all have a seat first.” Morticia said,

in what you assumed she tried to convey as a decision but came out a lot more like a questioning suggestion…

Then you heard Larissa’s breath hitch in a sigh.

You flickered your eyes in her direction, but she quickly looked away.

“Yes! That sounds like an excellent idea. Please Morticia, Miss L/N, do sit.” larissa managed to choke out.

She was back on a last name basis… desperate to try and front some sort of formality and power, you noted.

You were sure to correct her, something inside you was driving to put Larissa back in her place…

“Thank you. And Professor or Y/N will be just fine.”

At that Larissa still couldn’t meet your gaze, and Morticia was conveniently staring out the window.

But you caught her recognition with her small smile and nod.

That would never do if she was yours…

But she wasn’t yours.

“So… What would you like to talk about?” You asked again, now even more curious than before.

Both women’s breathing hitched, which they corrected almost immediately with a deep breath.

You were fully involved at this point. You wanted to know what had them so riled up.

And then they started flickering their gazes back and forth…

It was only for mere seconds, but you wouldn’t miss something like that.

And this is when it clicked for you…

These two strong, independent women in front of you were submissively squirming underneath you…

They were fighting for dominance.

And Morticia most definitely had won.

“We… We are looking… Well, we thought…” Larissa stuttered, causing a blush to tint her cheeks from embarrassment and causing you to have to stifle a giggle.

“We’re polyamorous!” Morticia blurted out, but immediately becoming red after her own statement.

You could tell that that made Larissa shift and squirm in her seat…

They were getting to the matter which made them squirm so deliciously…

“Yes, and we’re interested in you…” Larissa added on in a desperate attempt for their desperation to be salvaged.

But it was too late.

You knew…

“Ah I see… Well then what do you want from me?”

You knew what they wanted…

But you wanted to make them say it…

~~~

Part 2 linked here 😏

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[xnchxntmxnt]

I've certainly got nightbringer brainrot as well. Here's my piece.

Satan is very clearly less in control of his anger and emotions in general, and even most of his brothers fear him at this point. Maybe he goes on a rampage, but this time the reader gets caught up in it somehow. Mc is hurt in the process after trying to help, and Satan comes to the harrowing realization that he was the cause.

Hm hm maybe some reverse comfort from reader? Satan that acts like a kicked puppy or perhaps he doubles down and makes things worse for himself.

Anyways I love nightbringer Satan! He doesn't seem the least bit threatening to me, it's very cute how angry he gets lol.

anon,,, ur patience is astronomical. plz do not hate me

I Will Never Let You Fall

Character: Satan (Obey Me)

Warnings: blood/injury mentions, brief description of a meltdown/anxiety attack. not proofread

Notes: i feel like the ending is a little rushed 😭😭 but I also wanted him to be soft. satan deserves to be held actually

Notes pt 2: also the song i got the title from is called "your guardian angel" (it's linked). ironic

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He didn’t realize what he’d done until it was already over. 

No, it wasn’t terrible at first glance, but he was worried. Incredibly worried. Worried to the point that he even called for Asmodeus’s help, despite not getting along with any of his brothers. 

There he sat, in your room, watching over you as you slept. There were long, white bandages wrapped delicately along your arm and a small potion on your bedside table that would help you heal faster. 

He’d lashed out—he was overstimulated and frustrated, experiencing feelings he didn’t like and they overwhelmed him. You’d only come in to ask to borrow a book, but between the new sound of your voice and the footsteps he could hear from the hallway, then the music he could hear because his door was open, no doubt from Mammon’s room, he couldn’t focus on anything other than the noise. It was all bad noise. 

And you ended up hurt. 

Your eyes fluttered open slowly and he sat up a bit straighter. He wanted to make sure you were okay. As gently as possible, he held your face and ran his thumb over your cheek. “Are you awake?” he asked, prepared to dart out of the room to get anything you requested of him. 

The next thing he knew, you were smiling at him. Smiling. He didn’t deserve for you to look at him like that—he’d hurt you, and you were smiling at him like he’d just handed you roses. 

“Don’t-don’t do that,” he muttered, pulling his hand away from you and hanging his head. He stared at his lap, trying not to sound angry at you. He wasn’t angry at you, he was angry with himself. But that’s what got you here in the first place—his anger. Wrath. The stupid powers he’d gotten stuck with because of his brothers decisions-

“You look upset,” you said softly, placing your hand over his. “I’m not mad at you, Satan. Don’t beat yourself up. I know you can’t always…control your magic as well as you’d like to.”

“Not–not beat myself up? Are you–” he was about to start yelling, he could feel the tension and heat rising in his body. Instead, though, he tried to take a deep breath and relax. “I’m sorry. I’m trying–”

“I know you are. That’s why I’m not upset. I don’t think you get enough credit for how hard you try, actually.” You slowly shifted, sitting up a little farther and sliding closer to the wall. With that, you patted the bed next to you, signaling him to sit with you, so he did. 

He tensed immediately when you laid your head against his shoulder, but slowly relaxed into the soft touch. He didn’t deserve all this, but you were willing to show how much you cared about him. 

Usually, when he felt hot, it was anger. But he couldn’t stop the heat from rising in his cheeks when you took his hand as well. Such a small action had a whirlwind of feelings going through his mind. However, he didn’t want to ruin the moment. Instead, he sat there in silence, allowing you to slowly fall in and out of sleep on his arm. It was the first moment of peace he’d felt since arriving in the Devildom. 

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[the-moon-files]

I was actually thinking about this a lot but like as an add on to your humans are hylian space orcs thing. I am in ✨need✨ of reader trying potions. Like;

"This potion will restore your stamina and boost your strength"

"Buddy that's just coffee"

"Qué?"

Even worse if when the reader tries it it's just like the most not strong coffee they've ever drank. Makes the guys wonder wtf makes humans need so much energy through out the day.

this is such a cute idea, i love how diet diffs/energy diffs in humans are space orcs aus, so genius to apply to hylians

the stamnia boost potion tastes just like instant coffee with powdered creamer (the kind at like car dealerships/shitty offices where its not even a little liquid creamer)

and u spit that shit out like wtf is this bs

and Four, poor guy who gave you some after talking a break from walking, is like "oh my goddess r u allergic?? can still breath???"

meanwhile ur like. "yeah this just tastes like shit-"

four: "oh well yeah, all potions do really-"

you: "-ty coffee. this is nowhere near strong enough to get me back on my feet ffs"

four: " 👁️👄👁️"

you: "u got anything stronger? :/ "

four: " w h a t ? "

cue u researching how to make stamnia potions, across the hyrules, and making them 10x stronger so theyre like an actual coffee shop kind of coffee, and the Links are literally lowkey scared

Time forbids you (and the rest of the guys) from letting anyone else try ur "improved" elixir (s)

bc yes, u didnt stop at stamnia

u moved on to healing potions, (u can now regrow limbs and heal broken bones, the hylians can only take like a 1/16th of a sip like once a week, whereas u chug the whole thing, and can do so multiple times a day if needed)

u also moved onto cooking, bc rlly how different is cooking from alchemy?

and goron spice tasted like goddamn dorito chips, so u used essence of literal lava to help make it more spicy,

ur not allowed to introduce this new spice to the gorons, Wild forbid, bc he was adventurous enough (and snuck behind Time and ur backs) to try some spice

(he literally touched the tip of his pinky finger to it, wiped it off, except for 1 like flake of spice too)

and it lowkey nearly killed him 💀

like had to use that 1/16th of ur extra strong healing potion and everything

u felt so bad, but he did do this to himself,

and Wild knew the gorons dont back down from a challenge, esp since it was originally their recipe, so he (and you) didnt wanna kill them on accident

the sleeping potion u found is just like taking a single melatonin gummy, so u ofc make that thing knock even you out after 2 sips,

needless to say, no one is trying that one, not only bc it knocked Rulie unconcious for 12 hours straight (u got him to try it after he exhausted all his magic healing, and so no nightmares)

but bc it knocked u out cold for 9. that was the scarier part to them lmao, was how affected is their human by this?

i like to think thats how they judge unknown foods and liquids too,

like "do you think this tastes unseasoned? ok should be perfect for me then" - every Link

"oh this didnt make u feel sleepy at all/barely tired? great, id love to knock out cold w/no nightmares tonight" - Sky, probably

"this tastes like that thing you call, instant cough? ko-fee? Cool, give me some i need to run up this mountain" - Wild, for the 3rd time this month probably

"this barely healed ur papercut? sweet, give me some my wrists are killing me" - poor Legend, he uses ur extra strength healing potion as a way to treat his arthritis regularly once a month, but the more chill potions for any leftover aches and pains, esp after long fights being hard on his arms

Chain is simultaneously still lowkey terrified u need that much extra oomf, esp when u run out of stronger stuff and have to down like 5 health potions to heal a cut that needed stitches,

and also worried u need that much and also Wild/Wars/Rulie tend to work overtime to make sure they have extra potions for you

and theyre also kind of impressed, bc hey, youre unlikely to get magically poisoned/potion poisoned like them

☆

sorry i couldnt think of as much as i hoped, i think its bc i rlly just need to play/watch more loz games besides botw/totk

i like know the vague plot of ss/oot/mm/tp/ww/hw and og loz games, but havent gotten into details/lets play or anything yet

i hope this was at least a half decent idea to think about/expand on urs, have a great rest of ur week, and thanks so much for the ask!! <33

Peace out,

🌙

#i tried to add a cut so this wouldnt be constantly expanded but i just had to trust tumblr for this one bc it kept unbulleting my stuff #i tried guys #sorry #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #male reader #linked universe reader #lu x male reader #link x reader #loz link x reader #linked universe male reader #moon rambles #literally just that didnt organize this at all rlly

[kayesfanfics]

wsppp 😋😋

Do you think Adrian tepes, Trevor, or hector would date a fem witch, ghost or werewolf ? If they would date a werewolf girl, how do you think they would deal with her shifting? It’s supposably painful bc the bones are breaking then fixing themselves in a new form😭 do you think the ghost gf would sometimes have self image issues cause she isn’t really there(transparent) witch gf would be really cute esp if she has a familiar like a black cat or crow (really basic ik) omg and she like has her familiar deliver letters to her lover when they are away 🥹 or she tries to like show her lover how to make potions and he ends up growing plants or a small explosion 😭😭 imagine he makes smth right and he’s bragging but then it blows up into his face 😹😹

I always see people write for vamps but I think it would be cool to include other monsters yk. I have so many ideas but idk how to write 😔😔

Hope ur doing well! -🌙

A/N: I added Isaac as well, but THIS WAS SUCH A FUN PROMPT AND IM SORRY IT TOOK SO DAMN LONG. But I love exploring other monsters, it’s so fun-

Trevor Belmont x Witch! Reader

His knowledge on magic is limited, but not unheard of. He understands the kind of magic Sypha uses, but yours isn’t quite like it. Your type of magic uses alchemy, black magic, the “devils work”. You’ve been cast out and targeted for practicing such things, but you continued to practice witchcraft despite the attempts on your life. Trevor had actually seen you being hauled off to a jail roughly before saving you, recognizing you as a healer around this town

After saving you, he asked for a your witchcraft services to help heal a rather nasty wound he had received, so you took him to your house, where your familiar, a beautiful crow, was awaiting your return. He cawed at your and flew over to land on your shoulder, before cocking his head curiously at the large man behind you

“He’s a customer, my dear! Be hospitable!” You teased, before guiding Trevor over to a room that contained all of your supplies and books. You put together a salve for him, and offered to put it on his wounds for him, to which he accepted and casually began to undress until he was shirtless. You stared at him with a blush on your face for a moment, until he grinned and teased you saying “My eyes are up here, love~”

You allowed him to stay with you for a few nights, which slowly blossomed into some sort of a romantic and physical relationship. When he had to leave to go kill some vampires he’d been hired to get rid of, you’d send him off with healing herbs he’d need to recreate the first salve you made for him. You’d send your familiar out to track him with magic and send him letters or extra supplies, and he’d always send some cheeky note back to you that made you giggle and kick your feet

He definitely tries to help you with your potions and powders, getting supplies or tools for you when you asked. One time he successfully recreated a potion, that is until he got cocky and knocked over another vial into the potion, causing it to explode and blow up into his face, ruining his hair and leaving his face scorched, which made you laugh so hard you nearly pissed yourself as he sarcastically laughed along with you

Adrian Tepes x Ghost! Reader

You often times didn’t feel real and felt like your existence was useless and didn’t have a purpose, that is until you met a beautiful man with pale skin and pale blonde hair, with beautiful golden eyes and sharp fangs. He was mesmerizing and intelligent despite his age, and the two of you formed a relationship, which was soon crumbled by his father injuring him so badly he had to lock himself in a coffin to rest and heal. You haunted the place he had put himself to recover from his fathers attack, and took it upon yourself to watch over him and guard his tomb

After joining Trevor and Sypha on the journey to kill Dracula, you went with them and used your own abilities to help fight. Luckily nothing could kill you again, so you were able to fight by becoming fully invisible, making yourself solid then phase through creatures. Sypha asked you many questions on the journey about you and what it’s like being a ghost, Adrian smiling fondly as the two of you chatted excitedly, as he hadn’t seen you have a friend before

Whenever your self doubts and insecurities about your existence plagued you, he was always there to assure you that you were indeed real. You didn’t have a grave or body to visit as your body had been burned and cremated as to not start a plague, but you had a whole life before him you could tell him about. He’d be able to touch you and feel you were real, kiss you on the forehead to show you you were real

You too didn’t need as much sleep as he did, being dead and all. So you both often roamed the castle together and continued to clean and upkeep it together, rather than restlessly lying in a bed all night. The two of you would have intelligent conversations about philosophy, the science his mother studied, history, things of that sort to get you through sleepless nights. Lying in bed together cuddling while conversing, his hand rubbing your back as you rested your head on his chest

Hector x Werewolf! Reader

As an expert on creatures of the night, he wasn’t phased slightly when he heard Master Dracula had recruited a werewolf into his Court. Despite being half human, you were never treated as one, only being treated like a dog by your fellow species. So you instead took revenge by ripping apart those who hurt you, and Dracula had met you years ago similar to how he met Hector and Isaac, but was recruited last due to your hiding out in secrecy from everybody, you were difficult to track down even for Dracula

When you arrived, you appeared as a regular human, but the vampires could sense you were anything but. You bowed to Dracula and thanked him for the opportunity to help his cause, before he told you to begin planning with the other generals. After speaking with the vampires, you decided to learn about the humans, as you were curious why they would help kill their own kind as well. You started with the silver haired man, and bonded over your shared mistreatment by humans, and he was curious about your more wolf form. You smiled and told him he’d have to wait for that, making sure he’d have something to come back to you for, as you grew fond of the shy and straight to the point man

When he finally got to see it, he watched in borderline horror as you howled in pain from the transformation, hearing your bones snap and crack into new places as you transformed into a large, furry monster. But Hector wasn’t truly afraid of you, just of the pain he heard you in, and he gently approached you and rested a hand on your forehead as he did his night creatures to comfort and calm them through their own transformations. You shut your eyes and leaned into his touch, waiting the transformation out together until it was complete, and you could stand at your new full height, well above him. He’d only look at you with fascination rather than fear or hatred like everyone else did

Isaac x Gorgon! Reader

He is clearly not disturbed or taken aback by monsters of any kind, he’d face one with a stoic face and calm demeanor. You came to Dracula one night after being driven away by townspeople for accidentally turning someone to stone, so he allowed you refuge in his castle and gifted you a magical blindfold that would keep you from laying your eyes upon anyone and turning them into a statue. Ever since then you’ve been loyal to him and agreed immediately to help him with your cause, and to use your ability to fight off humans that have wronged you. When you met Isaac, he was immediately intrigued but didn’t make it obvious. You spent a lot of time listening to him work and hearing his night creatures be brought to life, and he’d even guided you to pet a night creature that was calm for him

Throughout the war you formed a relationship with the cold man, though he was warm to you. Never sappy or super affectionate, but he’d do things like learn Braille for you and create plaques as labels on things for you, fight alongside you and tie your blindfold back on for you when the battle was over, create night creatures specifically to help you. He allowed you to hold his arm as you walked through the ever changing castle with him. He never thought he’d find love amongst all this chaos and death, he didn’t even want to befriend Hector because of it, but yet he found himself infatuated with you and wanting to spend as much time as he had left with you

He didn’t mind the fact he’d never be able to look into your eyes, and you didn’t mind the fact you’d never be able to look at him at all except through maybe a portrait. The two of you simply enjoyed the others presence and company, oftentimes sitting beside each other doing your own things, always having a comfortable silence between the both of you. You didn’t turn objects to stone, so if you made sure not to look at any living being, you could do things like read and he’d help make sure you wouldn’t accidentally turn anyone to stone

#castlevania #castlevania hector #castlevania x reader #trevor belmont x reader #trevor belmont #alucard x reader #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes #alucard #castlevania isaac

[seangelfish]

hihiii been loving ur es plant asks!! could i request for coriander and anemone for natsume please o(^∇^)o thank you <3

A/N: Thank you so much! I'm glad you're enjoying them!! ♡ ～('▽^人) Sorry for the wait!

Natsume Sakasaki

🌼 coriander: what do they love the most about their s/o, both physical and personality-wise?

− Physically, Natsume loves your waist. With every chance he gets, his hand automatically reaches for your waist to hold gently. He loves holding you there since he is able to draw you closer to him.

You tiptoe, reaching for the book on the highest shelf. You were just out of reach, but you still believe that you can get it without asking for help.

Just before your fingers could touch the book, a hand swoops in and takes it whilst another hand grabs your waist.

"You could've just asked, you know?" says Natsume with a smirk, pulling you towards him.

You grin nervously. "I know, but I didn't want to disturb you..."

"You can disturb me for all I care."

With you closer to him, he is able to plant a soft kiss on your cheek.

– Personality-wise, he loves your curiosity especially when it revolves around his magic. You show genuine interest in this side of him and he's always so happy to show you anything magic-related.

"Natsume! Show me more of your magic tricks!" you exclaim excitedly. Your boyfriend had already shown you three magic tricks in a row, but you still wanted to see more of what he was capable of.

Natsume just chuckles at this and is more than happy to show you more. "Of course, kitten. Now, let's see what's behind your ear~"

– Additionally, he loves how real and honest you are. Natsume tends to be harsh and brutal with his words with others, so he appreciates that you are somewhat similar to him. However, if you're a sensitive person and he's harsh on you, he'll be quick to comfort you, but he loves this soft part of you too.

"Haha, you can be so sensitive," Natsume coos as he holds your face softly. "I'm sorry, (Y/N), truly."

🌼 anemone: how would they react if their s/o is sick?

− In actuality, he's extremely worried about you, but he doesn't really show the extremeness. He teases you throughout the whole session of him trying to 'heal' you back to health, but despite his remarks of "What did I tell you, (Y/N)? I told you to bring a jacket" or "That's what happens when you don't take care of yourself", he never leaves your side whatsoever – only when you ask him for something though.

− He stirs up some remedies for you when you're sick. Usually, it's some sort of potion he had brewing. When he nurses you, it always feels like a fairytale from a storybook since it feels so magical to have an actual magician take care of you. It makes you laugh a bit, but you always enjoy times like this.

"Alright, (Y/N), drink this," Natsume orders, handing you a warm mug.

"Oh... is it another potion of yours?" you ask curiously, inspecting the golden liquid.

"No, it's just tea."

– After Natsume takes care of you, you tend to always feel 100% better if not more. You get better a lot quickly when he's the one taking care of you, and you're always so thankful to have him there for you.

– Those potions of his really do work, huh?

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#ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars #enstars #fanfic #x reader #plant meme #flower prompts #plant asks #natsume sakasaki x reader #natsume sakasaki x reader fluff #switch x reader #enstars switch x reader #natsume sakasaki x y/n

[playroom-sekaii]

ur hcs are just the best and i dont wanna be a bother)))): but do you mayb have any thoughts about tsukasa being just a little sickie baby. a baby who deserves all the care from wxs and kaito and saki and toya and and everyone in the world becsuse hes their little star ever . sniff .

Oooo, I've been rotating the idea of a little Tsukasa sickfic around in my head for a whileee, I guess now it's time I set some of those thoughts free, huh?

(Felt like making a paci edit for once, paci from here)

☆ He'll very much not want to admit that he's sick at first, he can't be, he's a star, he's a big kid, they never get sick! Plus, he doesn't wanna trouble anyone...when he was an actual kid, if he was sick he wouldn't get much more than the required attention from his parents in order to not risk passing it to Saki as well, even now that she's doing better he can't really get out of that mindset.

☆ The rest of WxS can probably tell that something's wrong, but he'll insist that he's fine, he's not small, and he's surely not sick! He tries to go about rehearsal like normal, but he just starts to feel worse and worse, and it's harder and harder to stay big, and eventually the poor kiddo just breaks down because it hurts and he feels icky and he wants this feeling to go away!

☆ The others immediately stop practice, their leader clearly not being up to it physically or mentally. They take him home and decide they're gonna take care of their little star! Emu gets him all tucked in nice and cozy, Rui makes him some warm tea in his sippy cup to help him feel better, and if he starts getting sleepy or fussy Nene sings him lullabies to help him get some rest.

☆ Tsukasa's very clingy while sick, something he usually represses, but now that he's smaller than ever it's clear as day. He needs at least one of the others with him at all times or he'll be a very sad and lonely little one, even if he's snuggled up with all of his plushies he wants them too! Even if he has more than one of them with him he'll be sad if someone leaves, even for a moment ("Where going Rui-nii?" "Oh, I was just going to get you some more medicine." "Oh... :'(" "I'll only be gone for a second baby, and you have Emu-nee and Ne-neechan here in the meantime!" "But want Rui-nii too :<")

☆ It's somewhat hard to get him to take medicine, it's yucky! They have to almost turn it into a game, no no, it's not medicine, it's a magical healing potion to help our little star feel better! He's more okay with it when they phrase it like that.

☆ When Saki gets home, Tsukasa tries to hide, he doesn't wanna get his Neechan sick! She and the other WxS members are eventually able to show him that it's alright, she'll be okay, and his troupemates go home while Saki's here to help her little brother! She dotes on him a lot, it's the least she can do for how much he helped her when she was sick as a child.

☆ At some point in the middle of the night, poor thing has a fever medicine nightmare, and wakes up terrified. He doesn't wanna bother the others or wake up Saki, so he manages to get the strength to go to the Sekai, where Kaito suddenly wakes up to find a very sick and scared little one. He takes him into the little nursery that he and the other Virtual Singers had set up backstage in their circus tent, and he gets him some warm milk and helps Tsukasa calm down from his nightmare. Once he starts feeling a bit better, he gives him a kiss on the forehead and sends him back to the real world, where he's able to sleep peacefully again.

☆ Since WxS still had practice for some of the next day, Saki and Toya decided that they were going to look after Tsukasa until they're free! Toya also wanted to pay him back for everything he did for him as a child, so while he's not as good at some of the aspects of taking care of a sick little one as the others are (Saki insisted on being the one to be in charge of cooking and such for him), he's as gentle and caring as anyone, singing soft lullabies to him and even bringing him a special new plushie to help him feel better.

☆ By the time he's all better (and also big again), Tsukasa is very, very grateful to the others for everything they did for him while he was sick, he even decides to put on a special thank you show for them, what better way for a star to express his gratitude after all!

#project sekai agere #tsukasa tenma #emu otori #nene kusanagi #rui kamishiro #saki tenma #toya aoyagi #kaito #kaito vocaloid #mine ♡

[ashdreams2023]

may i request being snape’s son whos in syltherain(?) and just miserably failing ur dad’s class? :)

Lol I love this 💀

Severus snape x son reader

Little boy

In his over 10 years of teaching dunderheads from ages 11 to 17 years of age, he has never and he means never seen anyone this atrocious at potions.

This was worse than Neville, and that’s something he never expected to witness in his life. Not only did the potions always either blew up or somehow became so toxic that the air is no longer safe to breath but the worst part of it is

"Chopped I said chopped!" It was too late you the already threw the crushed beetles in there and within seconds the cauldron huffed a huge purple cloud.

"Everyone out!" You cringed and grabbed your bag sprinting with your housemates outside of the classroom.

A mix of looks were thrown at you, some with anger and others just pitiful.

"It was literally written on the board mate, you’re in so much trouble now" said Theo, you groaned already knowing you’re in for yet another lecture.

And loud and behold you were called to detention.

Well more his personal rooms to be exact.

You were sitting on your bed with him pacing left snd right, his hands were behind his back and the look on his face was just…

"I have a question for you son" he began.

"Yes dad?"

"What do I do for a living?"

"Um…you’re a teacher"

"Teaching what exactly?"

You swallowed "potions…"

Snape sighed before dropping his hands to land on his hips "so due tell me, how you my very own son my blood, that I’ve tried to teach everything I know about potions too from the age of five years old can’t brew a simple healing drought?"

You fidget your the ends of your shirt "I…I don’t know, it’s just not my thing dad!"

"Child you have to pass potions to go up to your next year!"

"I’m trying I swear! It’s just…why can’t you tutor me?"

"Because I’ve done it before and you’ve seen the results yourself…I just need you to pass this semester that’s it then you don’t have to take it anymore"

"I promise I’ll make progress…just lay off my back ok" his physical shook with something he couldn’t put a name on, he just hoped it rage.

Then with the most unexpected tone he said "Do you feel pressured by me?" You froze, you hadn’t expected that soft tone and the look anger to loosen up on his face.

"….maybe"

Snape rubbed his temples before taking sitting down beside you on your bed, he warped an arm around your shoulders and brought you close "you foolish child, I don’t ask of you to be the top of my class, I just want you to be decent and I feel you felt pleasured by that then you should’ve said something"

You felt small with a tingle in your chest, the same one that you used to have when he would comfort you as a little boy, when he would carry you back when you get injured or did something dangerous.

"Ok…I’m sorry" you pressed your face onto his shoulder, hiding away the small tears that threatened to fall down, you were too old to be crying in your daddy’s arms.

Although unknowingly to you, deep down in snape’s heart, you were still his little boy, the one who blew up his lab way too many times to count and liked to tag along to gather ingredients.

His little boy.

#imagine #severus snape #severus snape x reader #severus snape x son reader #fanfic #pro snape #pro severus snape #fluffy #snape fluff

[jayswritings13]

Disney: Psychic s/o with Jafar, Ursula, & Rapunzel

Request: "Hi, Hope your day is going well! Sorry if this sounds a little weird but could I request the same Headcanons about the physic s/o with Jafar, Ursula & Rapunzel?" by @underqualified-human

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Ursula

OOOOOOHHHHh

If you didn't catch her interest before, you defiantly did now.

Sure, she's always had that crystal ball and Flotsam and Jetsam, but that was different.

She couldn't see the future for herself without a little help.

You could.

She's more curious as to how you developed this ability, and even more so after hearing that you were born with it.

With you by her side, she'd be unstoppable.

Well, she thought that she would be.

"Angel fish, why not?"

"Nothing good comes of it."

"Well, we just gotta change your perspective, 'cause I can think of a whole lot of good thing that would come of it."

"...Urs- I can't." You sighed, "I promised myself this."

So, this was it. You knew it.

As much as you loved Ursula, she was always looking out for herself.

Dating someone who had psychic powers but didn't use them when she wanted them to? Instant breakup.

You were already ramping yourself up for her harsh words and for your lonely swim home.

"I think that I get it." Ursula shrugged, "Kind of." Ursula remembers the not-so-fond days of Morgana's and her competitions over potions and spells to impress her mother. It almost killed her love for magic. Almost. "Now, tell Flotsam and Jetsam to get going. Triton isn't going to stay out in the open forever!"

Jafar

Very curious as to how your psychic abilities work.

Mostly for his benefit, but also as someone interested in sorcery.

Get ready for some questions, experiments, and tests.

Definitely wants to test the limits of your power.

Pre and post genie Jafar utilize your powers.

He had all of these plans for you.

With his sorcery and your Psychic ability, you'd be unstoppable.

"Well, uh, I don't really use it."

What?

"You-" Jafar paused, "You don't use it??!"

"Yeah. I've had some really bad visions and I an afraid to get more of those."

He simply can not comprehend why you don't utilize this amazing power.

Until he caught you one night, sobbing and shaking over a vision that he finally sort of understood why you found your power a curse.

Since then, he did not push as hard for you to use your psychic abilities.

Well, as much.

Jafar was still power hungry, so he very much so pestered you about using your ability.

The only thing that changed was that when you said no, he did less bitching, moaning, and complaining, which you appreciated.

Rapunzel

Very happy to not be the only one with some type of supernatural ability, even if she currently does not have that ability.

You guys sometimes playfully fight over who has that cooler ability.

Rapunzel is dead set on that you have the cooler ability.

She asks questions about how it works and what it feels like.

But, she is quickly sadden when you tell her the immense anxiety you feel with every bad vision you get.

Rapunzel may have had a bad experience using her power, but in general, her healing powers are a good thing.

And Rapunzel views them as so.

So, she can't imagine what it must be like to have this ability but for it to cause you so much trumoil and pain.

SUPPORTIVE AF

Rapunzel is there whenever you need her to be, always ready to take you away and distract you if needed.

"Need a hug?"

"Why don't we talk a stroll around the castle?

"I think that there are some cookies in the kitchen. I can grab us some."

You appreciate it, of course, especially since Rapunzel is always down to have the big feelings talk about it.

"How are you doing?" Rapunzel asked, taking your hand in hers.

"....Better." You sighed, "Or at least better than before."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Rapunzel asked. "I mean, you don't have to, if you don't want to."

"....yea, kind of." You said, "Is that okay?"

"Of course, it is. I'm always here for you."

#disney villains #disney princesses #disney aladdin #disney little mermaid #tangled #disney tangled #disney jafar #disney ursula #disney rapunzel #disney x reader #disney headcanons #jafar x reader #ursula x reader #rapunzel x reader

[cactusnymph]

Srry ur having a bad night 🍨 maybe a warden of your choice w zevran + shielding the other w their body?

Being an Antivan Crow means that Zevran has always been a priceless asset and absolutely disposable at the same time. As long as he does his job and makes himself useful he's somewhat safe—as safe as one can be as a hired assassin.

If he stepped out of line or got killed, he would have quickly been replaced by someone else and no one would have shed a tear about him. Zevran decides not to dwell on this fact for too long because being depressed is counterproductive to his survival.

Being in the Warden's company has meant a lot of tiptoeing, making himself as useful and desirable as possible—to little success.

Nerian Mahariel never seems to need anything and his stoic demeanor betrays the sexual attraction of a brick wall at most. Whenever he says "Thank you" after Zevran hands him something or asks if Zevran is alright after a fight, Zevran jokes about it despite feeling decidedly weird.

He's hardly more than a prisoner. At least that's what he thought. It's the deal Zevran made with Mahariel after his failed assassination attempt. Mahariel though seems not at all interested in treating Zevran like a prisoner or a personal guard dog.

No.

In fact he goes out of his grumpy, stoic way to treat Zevran with respect.

An absolutely insane move on Mahariel's part, but Zevran can't help but be intrigued. So far Nerian has offered to mend Zevran's pants ("If you wanted to see me out of my pants you need only ask, dear Warden."), keeps bringing him food whenever he's done cooking ("I know they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but I assure you there's no need to charm me with stew") and asks his opinion during group discussions ("You know me, I like being ordered around").

None of Zevran's sexual innuendos are ever perceived with any flicker of either annoyance or interest.

Nerian oftentimes just shrugs, nods and carries on with his life.

Zevran has no idea how to deal with it.

He knows how to secure his survival through means of seduction and that has always worked for him. Up until now.

This respectful behavior on Nerian's part distracts Zevran more than it should, especially when they're in deadly combat with a whole group of abominations.

Zevran is covered in blood, templar intestines and gunk and usually he doesn't mind much, but the smell of this entire tower overrun by demons is horrendous and the impending possibility of getting his mind controlled by one of them doesn't much appeal to Zevran.

Nerian's face is grim and determined as he fires arrow upon arrow into their opponents. Zevran knows that his bow means a lot to him—as one of the few connections to his clan. It's covered in blood now, much like Nerian himself.

Zevran stabs one of the abominations into what used to be a human's face and the shriek it gives off reverberates through the hall like a cacophony of death and misery. It takes more force than Zevran anticipated to get the dagger out of the torn flesh.

"Zevran!"

He lets go of the dagger immediately to swirl around and raise his second weapon, but there's no need. Nerian has interposed himself between Zevran's back and one of the other abominations, his bow discarded on the ground and armed with nothing but a hunting knife.

Something very weird happens inside of Zevran's ribcage but he has no time for sentimentalities, because the abomination rakes its claws across Nerian's chest and throws him to the side. Zevran doesn't hesitate to swing his short sword, tearing through the abomination's torso and making it fall backwards.

He's at Nerian's side before he can check if there's any more abominations left.

"What would you do that for?", he asks, quickly rummaging through his pack to find one of the healing potions. Nerian huffs as he holds the claw wound on his chest, his warm blood seeping through his fingers.

"You're not disposable, you know", he grumbles and takes the potion.

Zevran doesn't know what to say. He can't even make a joke. The so important bow was discarded without hesitation, as was Nerian's own safety. Just to keep Zevran from taking a hit to the back.

"I suppose thanks are in order", he says and does his best to ignore the slight quiver in his voice. Nerian nods.

"It's not a problem."

Oh, Zevran thinks foggily as his heart stomps in his chest like a mad Bronto, but it absolutely is.

#zevran arainai #dragon age #dragon age origins #da fic #zevran x warden #zevran x mahariel #mi writes #nerian mahariel #thanks so much for this prompt #i love these two (well technically three with alistair in there) so dearly :D:D

[trickstarbrave]

still trying to get back in the swing of writing....

vivi and steren arrive in skyrim. find and adopt a scrib.

included is my hc nerevar is part nord. bc idk what you want from me. vivienne is from @mulberrycafe i just like these two together a lot

Finally, after so long at sea, the ship docked in Windhelm. It was cold--frigid, even, and miserable. The Illiac bay would be warmer, but Steren really needed to get off the boat. Sleep and proper food had done wonders to help him recover, but what he really needed were some proper healing potions and food that weren’t rations. He was able to walk around without much pain after months of agony, but Dagoth Ur’s attacks were… Harder to heal naturally than other attacks, and the months of abuse were not doing his body any favors. He was afraid if they stayed for several more months on the ship his condition would start to deteriorate again, worrying Vivienne. 

Besides, they could always move somewhere warmer if they needed to, years down the line. They were dunmer, after all, and very long lived… 

He ignored the sinking feeling in his stomach when he realized corprus would mean he would outlive Vivienne. They would cross that bridge when they got there. Right now, Steren was still in poor physical health and Vivienne was in a delicate state mentally. Besides, would Vivienne even believe him right away? He didn’t want Vivi worrying that he went insane after so much abuse. There would be time to tell him, when they were both much more stable. 

Vivienne had covered himself up for the most part; a heavy scarf covering most of his face and his hair, long clothes covering up everything else…The only thing really exposed were his eyes. Steren had agreed it was also for the better; someone might recognize him and try to ship them back, but deep down he knew it was much more likely someone would call him “Vivec”. Steren covered the red star on his forehead with a bandana just as the ship docked, and walked with him hand in hand into the city.

“... When I heard our people were living here after the Red Year,” Steren remarked, looking at the cramped living quarters, “I didn’t imagine it to be like this.” 

The Grey Quarter, as it was called, was kind of a mess. The nords at the docks told them if they were looking for refuge to head there, yet it was obvious the Grey Quarter was what used to be the ‘lower class’ section of the huge, walled city. Stone buildings in disarray, frayed banners blowing in the arctic winds, sad stalls where people bought and sold goods…

For many dunmer this was probably their ‘safe’ option. There were foods and alchemical ingredients they were familiar with. A young bull netch hovered around some steps, making a soft, rhythmic tone. There were banners and urns and baskets all with house sigils and signs. People have built lives here, over the past two centuries, children running through the cramped streets and alleyways. 

However, the chill sunk in through the wool clothes he was wearing making him shiver, and he knew this wouldn’t be a good place for them. Lodging at the corner club was too high, and there were few places for them to find a decent place to live, not to mention there were nords occasionally harassing the dunmer who dared to step outside the Grey Quarter on the regular. 

They could grab some supplies while they were here though. Kwama eggs cost an arm and a leg, much to his disappointment, but they had familiar ingredients he could make some rudimentary potions with and a few alchemical tools, not to mention some warmer clothes for both of them. They had little gold, but it was important to get the essentials. 

“I know…” Vivienne said softly, looking over it. “I’d imagined it… Different.” 

“I guess Windhelm might not have been the best place to settle.” There was probably some complex history on why they settled there, but Steren didn’t know it and didn’t care to find out. 

“What do you think we should do first?” 

“Since we’re still traveling and short on coin…” Steren put the tools and ingredients in the bag that got swiped from his client months ago. “I think heading further south would be good. The Rift supposedly has a climate a little closer to Northern Morrowind given the Velothi mountains are nearby. Plus there should be more work rather than here in the cramped city…”

There was something off about the air of the city, something that Steren didn’t like. A weird tension in a lot of the nords they passed by. It gave him the impression something was going to happen soon, and what, he didn’t want to find out. 

“I don’t want to be any closer to Morrowind then we have to be…” Vivienne’s ears tilted down, but Steren smiled reassuringly. 

“It will still be very different to Morrowind and I doubt they’d make the trek just to look for us in the Rift.” Steren gave his hand a squeeze. “Besides, I’d always wanted to see the Rift some day.”

“You did?” Vivienne asked. 

“Yes.” Steren answered, remembering all the stories Nerevar’s ghost would tell him as they traveled. The long walks were much less lonely after he got the ring, able to see and converse with his father. “One of my fathers was part nord.” He admitted. “He never knew his father, but he was originally from the Rift.” It wasn’t a secret at the time; many people could see it in Nerevar’s features. Yet, as time went on, that part of him was washed away from history. Instead he was Saint Moon-and-Star, hero of the dunmer, champion of the Tribunal. The masks ordinators wore looked uncannily like him but erased all the nordic features from his face, fixed in the permanent, serious gaze he gave. They never captured in any art the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the way everything lit up when he grinned. They never captured the furrow in his brow when he was worried, nor the tenderness in his expression when recounting fond memories. 

The only thing immortalized in his legacy was war, it seemed. Not who he loved. Not his son. Not his joy. Just violence. 

“Oh,” Vivienne looked away slightly. “Then we should see it--” 

“If you don’t want to, we don't have to.” Steren added. 

“No, we’re already here--”

“There will be plenty of time for us to visit later.” He imagined they’d be in Skyrim at least a few months; certainly enough time to make a visit to the Rift. 

“I don’t know where else to go anyways.” Vivienne admitted, his hand tighter in Steren’s. Steren took note of the way his cheeks were starting to turn red from the chill of the wind, Steren reaching one gloved hand up to warm the light-grey side of his face. 

“Then… We can start there. Look for some work, figure out where else you want to go…” Vivienne could pick the next place once they got their footing. “My father said the Rift was beautiful this time of year and great to camp in, so we should be able to survive roughing it out there while looking for work.” Nerevar described the trees as looking like all the most beautiful colors of fire in the chill of autumn. There was pretty good wildlife there too; easy fish to catch, deer, plenty of clear spring water to drink from, and lots of gorgeous sights. 

Steren was going to continue though, when he felt something on his leg. He looked down, seeing a cold little scrib moving slowly, scratching pitifully at his leg. It was so cold the poor thing was probably having trouble moving, barely able to hiss. 

“Damn pest…” A dunmer swore, ready to wack it with a broom, before Steren scooped it up with one arm. “We keep trying to get it to leave but it keeps digging through trash and begging for scraps. Don’t bother feeding it or it will never leave you alone. Can’t even roast the damn thing because it keeps escaping when we try…”

Vivienne looked at it curiously as it started to nuzzle closer to Steren for warmth. Steren felt his heart tickle; he’d often see the little things out in the wild, giving them a friendly little pet while they foraged and dug around in the ash. They were commonplace in Morrowind; with so many kwama egg mines there were inevitably wild and feral larval kwama moving about, looking for a new place to settle. Natural kwama colonies were typically deep in mountains or jagged caves hard to get to, with scribs looking for places they might eventually set up homes in as adults. 

This scrib was obviously a feral one; an egg from a mine hatched outside it at some point, and not knowing what else to do, he probably went looking for any miners with the scent on them from the mines. Then he hung around the Grey Quarter in hopes of being looked after while everyone else treated him like a nuisance. 

He looked at Vivienne, but already Vivienne was giggling softly, petting him.

“You want to take him?”

“He’s not welcome here, so…” Steren knew the feeling very well. That, combined with how much he missed his parents and everything else he’d been through, there was a sort of kinship with the little insect not wanted by anyone else. 

“Then let’s take him.” Steren smiled warmly at Vivienne, shifting his grip slightly so the scrib could more comfortably cling to his wool tunic and keep himself warm.

#steren nerevarine #steren #vivi au #vivienne dragonborn #my writing

[glowyskull]

How mlady would get along w all the LU fellas 🥺🥺🥺 and anything else rolling around in ur brain ilysm

Ok, look

Hear me out

Nyru is just me simping for one of my fave franchises and pouring traumas into her (as one does w ocs)…, I very much will give her a poly relationship w the chain, anyone in Hyrule and any ocs you guys throw my way because I can

I have fun with ships so she gets all of them

Koridai? She’s dating. Dink? Yup. Ganon? Him too. She’s dating your oc. She’s dating you and you don’t even know it. (/j)

Nyru genuinely is just me having fun without worrying if it’s cringe or not

Why am I clarifying this? To justify her relationship w everyone being “she loves him”…

Shared traits? Will kiss everyone’s scars and will scold if they’re reckless (often) and/or refuse to be healed.

Time: Man is roughed up but he’s not always completely stoic. Nyru? She’s into that shit. She probs tried to heal the scar on his eye (and failed… and cried). She’s especially soft w Time. She likes to keep him company, be it in silence or rambling about something. Lil gremlin follows around tired gremlin. I like to think they can joke around and that makes her feel close to him. Poly ship w Malon? Hell yeah.

Twilight: The man, the lad. First Link she met so, first Link she gets comfortable around. Always manages to steal his pelt, it’s just comforting (and funny) to her. Will hold his hand and do the arm swing thingy while walking. Will scratch his head in hopes of getting the dog leg movement. The accent has her on the floor. Probs the one she talks to the most. Loves to pet and cuddle wolfie and died of embarrassment when she found out it was Twi.

Legend: Rat man. Nyru doesn’t mind his snarky attitude (though sometimes comments may hurt) and can actually have playful banter, but for the most part, she lets it slide. She likes to talk and ask him about magic. Likes to get him flustered. Any soft moments with him are greatly treasured.

Warriors: Wary of him at first. Military man? Can’t be good… but he is. Pretty boy gets her flustered. All over him for his field medic training. They share tips. He’s probs the one that can teach her small things to keep herself safe if there’s a fight. Probs bond over soldiers betraying them/being shit.

Wild: As the most prone to injury, Nyru is all over him all the time, asking him to stop being reckless... but will most likely join him on shield surfing and be equally reckless. Nyru is an ok cook, she likes to sit by him and learn. Especially potion making. Man can’t leave the pot unattended, she’s throwing random shit in there to make things (mostly dubious in nature). Will try to braid his hair.

Hyrule: Healing magic? All over him. Asking how he does it, how it works. Probs share lots of talks. Likes to go exploring with him as long as it’s not deep in a cave… she probs tried to pretend it was totes ok the first time… until they ran into a skulltula… Rulie had to fight it w Nyru clinging to him and crying. Probs bond over fairies.

Sky: Cliche? Probably. Do I care? No. Absolute cuddle buddies. Seeks him out for it. Nyru doesn’t have great stamina either, so she hangs back with him. Finds out he just jumped off sky islands? Why, how, teach me. The group pillows. Both kind but scary when pissed (though Sky can do more damage).

Wind: They pull pranks together. A weird mix of big sister yet also kinda parental? He probs also finds funny just how easily she can pickpocket things. They see how many things they can take from the others before getting caught (tho they probs don’t mess with Time’s or Legend’s stuff cuz that’s scary) Two gremlins.

Four: Man works with fire and metal, she probs finds that scary but fascinating. Though he’s a very skilled blacksmith, she’s still fussing over checking him for burns. Probs the braincell for her too.

#glowy talks #nyru #im not a writer so idk if it makes sense #but it was fun #ilysm <3

[rennybu]

SAW UR ART ON INSTA STORIES AND NOW I NEED CONTEXT. WHAT HAPPENED. HOW ARE THEY

HELLO OIOSFUGHSDG THANK U SM FOR ASKING!!!!!!!!!! we had an incredibly intense and very fun boss fight AGAINST Tzipporah (as he was masked and puppeteered around with powerful magic), freeing him bit by bit from the spell's influence until we were finally able to get the mask off. It was stuck on there so nasty with little void tendrils starting to burrow into his skin, Loam needed to make a strength check to lift it off and the pain of removing it was enough 2 make Tzip scream ;___; but it WORKED!!! his vision cleared, he saw Loam, and passed out from exhaustion....... his body had been awake and controlled for so long gggghhgghg SOBS

AND THEN HIS EVIL HALF-BROTHER SHOWED UP ALL LIKE "U GUYS DIDN'T KILL HIM? BOOOOO" SO WE HAVE A FUN CLIFFHANGER TO YELL ABOUT UNTIL OUR NEXT GAME (we need to protect Adra while she casts teleportation circle, protect Tzip from any brotherly murder pranks, and keep Vences from following us into the circle, while all of us are exhausted and depleted.... im so scared LOL)

+ this doodle of Adra tossing a healing potion to Meryem

#asks #titan campaign #SORRY FOR THE DELAY I WAS CHORING #i have so much art to make. im scrambling #aart #adra lethe

[evilphrog]

💎🌈📓🌌

for the hwfwm ask game :3

SPOILERS FOR BOOK 10 (Heed the tags)

💎 Favorite diamond ranker: Alioth (not sure how her name is spelled because I only have book 10 on audiobook) because she threw a carnivorous plant at someone for being rude to Clive, which shows she has very good judgment.

🌈 Favorite arc: I am a huge fan of the subtle arc Belinda is going through in the background. She has to learn how to trust others, how to share her codependent homoerotic bff, and how to balance the needs of the group with her own needs. She starts to gain respect/recognition for her intelligence, and realizes that she is more than just Sophie's sidekick. I also love her and Clive's friendship, which constantly shifts between "be gay do crime" and "I am getting a good grade in Magic, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve." They clearly influence each other in nuanced ways, and I would love to see more chapters focused on them.

📓 Theories for next book/chapter uve got to read (aka if ur on book 3 what r ur book 4 theories, if ur on chapter 836 what r ur chapter 837 theories etc etc): Just finished book 10, and I am dying to find out what happens to Gary. He HAS to survive, but I sincerely hope he gets some ridiculous new soul power from the deal. When he does inevitably dodge death, I just know Farrah will beat him to within an inch of his new life, feed him a healing potion, then do it again.

🌌 AU ideas?: I honestly haven't thought about it, but my go-to AU is always going to be R&D lab. Clive, Belinda, Jason, and Farrah would all work in the lab. Gary would be in the production department. Humphrey or Rufus would be the manager, and the other one would be in charge of Public Relations. The PR job is harder than it sounds, because Clive and Belinda keep accidentally blowing things up, and Jason has a habit of going off-script when announcing new innovations to point out ways this product could turn into Skynet.

#hwfwm #he who fights with monsters #hwfwm book 10

[wellthebardsdead]

Riiju-Lei: *walks through the bulwark out of ravenrock* this is? What morrowind is like?

Xelzaz: not exactly serjo, but close. The cities are far more beautiful, I’d love to show you around blacklight some day.

Sero: oh yes, I know all the best places away from the tourist traps~

Riiju-Lei: tourist traps? *stops and pulls up an ash yam to see what it is*

Taliesin: oh yes, when the empire brought their cosmopolitan lifestyle to morrowind, the dunmer took full advantage of them~

Sero: They saw our lives as ‘exotic’ compared to theirs and their want for our ‘authentic’ artefacts to take home and show off to their friends and families became a major boom to our economy. And they’re so very easy to scam, ha!

Lucien: oh yes my aunt still shows off her ‘authentic’ telvanni beetle robes at dinner parties. Well, she did until-

Kaidan: until what?

Lucien: until I pointed out that it was just painted mudcrab chitin and I ‘ruined’ her dinner party. I got in so much trouble for that.

Xelzaz: *cackles* oh yes I’ve seen those! We even buy them as novelties to gift to ‘nobles’ who demand to speak to high ranking house membe- *hits the deck as a fireball suddenly comes flying in his direction*

Kaidan: Whot the f- *grabs Taliesin and yoinks him out of the way holding him tight as another comes flying* you okay?

Taliesin: *grabs his face and kisses him* thank you. *pulls out his dagger and readies his magic* what threw that?! I can’t see anything through this ash!

Riiju-Lei: *squints his eyes and looks ahead to see a redoran guard surrounded by ashen figures* I think it’s the captain!! *draws his sword and runs into the fray, slicing through one of the figures only for it to explode into a pile of dust* Captain are you alri- *coughs as another suddenly pounces on him burning through the fabric of his armour* UGHH!!! *reaches up grabbing it by the face and moving to strike… only for the creature to freeze in his grasp*

Ash spawn: *groans and tenses up, ash flaking from its shape before revealing an almost dunmer like creature beneath it with 3 red lifeless eyes… an ash vampire*

Riiju-Lei: *shakily stares up at it then at the others past it as they approach ready to kill him and the captain* shit-

The ash vampire: *suddenly lurches up off of the dunmer and slashes through the ash spawn ripping the heart stones from their chests to protect its master before turning to attack the captain perceiving anyone who isn’t Riiju as a threat*

Riiju-Lei: NO- *grabs hold of its leg and yanks it down to the ground before grabbing his sword and stabbing it through the chest killing it instantly* UGH!!

The ash vampire: *groans and croaks out a death rattle as it’s body crumbles into powder* lord- dagoth… Ur…

Riiju-Lei: *stumbles to his feet watching as it turns to a pile of ash like the others*

Captain Veleth: *shakily gets to his feet* gods, thank the gods you turned up when you did. I thought I was a goner, I- lad?…

Riiju-Lei: *eyes transfixed on the heart stone left pulsating in the ash* … *reaches down and takes hold of it, holding it up to his face as he feels an oddly familiar energy from it*

Captain Veleth: lad?… *goes to reach for him as team dragonborn catches up to them*

Xelzaz: Serjo Lei, are you alright?

Inigo: *rummages through his bag pulling out a healing potion and handing it to the captain* here my friend.

Captain Veleth: thank you- *takes it and downs it*

Sero: Sera, what happened here?

Captain Veleth: the men and I have come to calling these creatures Ash spawn. Don’t know where they come from, they just emerge from the ash and keep attacking the bulwark. I’d be dead like my man here if it hadn’t of been for your friend but… is he alright?

Taliesin: *gently places a hand to Riiju’s shoulder* Leilei?…

Riiju-Lei: *utterly transfixed by the strange stone, feeling it pulsing like a heartbeat, in tune with his own, like a drum pounding in his head* I’m… so… warm…

Kaidan: maybe we should sit down friend you-

Riiju-Lei: *smiles* in the mountain I’m warm…

Lucien: I think the stone is doing something to him?…

Riiju-Lei: *not even noticing the blood pouring from his forehead as his birthmark begins to split open* in the mountain I wait…

Kaidan: *reaches to take the stone* Riiju snap out of it!

“WAKE. UP.”

Riiju-Lei: *eyes suddenly rolling to the back of his head as his forehead splits open revealing a third eye, visions of a gold mask and a towering figure made of brass flashing in his mind* ughh-…agh… *drops the stone and falls back onto the ground, body convulsing as he suffers a seizure, hearing his blood thumping loudly in his head as his new third eye stares up at the world around him taking in the panicked faces surrounding him*

Inigo: MY FRIEND!

Taliesin: GET HIM ON HIS SIDE QUICKLY!!

Xelzaz: *frantically searching through his bag for a potion or anything that might help* Let’s get him as far away from these rocks as we can!

*a few hours later*

Riiju-Lei: *blearily blinks awake back in the wretching netch, body in agony, and his forehead so very sore* what?… *looks around the room to see everyone seated around him, waiting for him to wake up*

Xelzaz: *pats his hand* and carefully lifts the cloth from his forehead suddenly allowing him to see even more than he did before* Hey?… are you okay?…

#riiju-lei dragonborn #dunmer dragonborn #voryn dagoth #Kaidan skyrim #skyrim taliesin #teldryn sero #captain veleth #inigo skyrim #Lucien skyrim