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lavenderr-starrs · 2 months

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I’m sorry to my mutuals who are watching me like disappear for a week or a month and then reappear reblog stuff and post stuff from fandoms you’ve probably don’t even know about (A lot shit on my plate that’s been burning me out lmao! I’m fine though just been busy dw!! It’s nothing bad I promise even though it probably sounds like smth bad XD)

but I’m gonna make this post before I literally lose my marbles

It’s about twisted wonderland and Madoka magica so strap in fellas this is gonna be hella targeted to probably me and me alone and maybe like one other person

Anyways HEAVY AND I MEAN HEAVY SPOILERS FOR BOTH FRANCHISES and A REALLY LONG RAMBLE UNDER THE CUT LMAO

So don’t click keep reading if you havent finished or started either (ESPECIALLY MADOKA MAGICA, Trust me the show and movies are so good walking into blind I’d kill a man to watch it blindly again) also warning for potentially shit grammar incoming lol

First things first-

HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN SOMEONE NOTICE THE SIMILARITY BETWEEN OVERBLOTS AND WITCHES?

The similarities is the over-use of magic and negative energy polluting the energy source they use to performing these magical abilities turning them into abominations that go on a rampage and effecting the lives of those around them.

The difference though is that for witches, it’s specifically middle school girls who become witches and them becoming witches have the chances of causing world ending atrocities- and in the world of puella magi most Natural disasters are due to the fact a witch is the cause of those disasters and only incubators and other unsuspecting naive magical girl know of

Whereas in twisted wonderland *So far* we’ve only seen Teen high school boys overblot and that didn’t(Besides chapter 6 and 7) have any world ending consequences in my opinion

Says alot huh? XD

Anyways that’s a point I wanna get to another time

You know what I’d love to see? a reader-insert or just a yuu from puella magi in the world of twisted wonderland!

Now this is when I start getting real self-indulgent with this XD but I wanna see like a Homura!Yuu! :)

basically a reader-insert who takes the role of Homura Akemi, right?

And the entirety of the first anime happens and Madoka goes from a 14 year old girl who made a wish to save a cat from dying by unknowingly trading her soul to become a magical girl as an energy source to a higher being

to end up becoming an omnipotent concept that saves magical girls when their gems over pollute and are about to become witches

But instead of the Rebellion Arc happening and Homura!Yuu becoming a witch and demon and all that pizazz! let’s say they “try” to keep going and just Bans themselves from going back in time again and trying to go forward for Madokamis sake and deals with those weird wraith things in the new universe

and maybe a little cherry on top they try to learn and expand the magic abilities Yuus other magical girl friends had.

Later on we move to let’s say, 17 Year old Homura!Yuu, and guess what? You’ve been isekaid bestie have fun!

During the prologue introduction, when Homura!Yuu wakes up into the coffin grim doesn’t get a moment to even open the coffin as you just kick it open ready to transform believing this is some form of a witches labyrinth and are ready to jump into a bunch of conclusions

Now, in comes a poor unsuspecting Grimm

And the first thing Homura!Yuu does upon notice of him? The same thing Homura did to Bebe in rebellion-

just one Quick grasp onto his neck and just instantly slamming him into the nearest wall before he could even say a word. Questions being shot left and right over this potential Witch-like being or a being that seems to be similar combination of a witches Familiar+ Kyubey. A thought you do not like the sound of.

Grim is quite fairly, terrified out of his mind (I’m sorry my son) But! Lucky for him in comes the headmaster to witness this display of aggression! And school hasn’t even begun yet! The nerve!

Now this can go from here in Multiple ways, but for now, how id see it going is Crowley using his whip to tie up Homura!Yuu and just yoinks up a scared grim similar to what Mami did in rebellion

you’re only reaction to this is “Ah shit, here we go again.”

Now I can see Crowley ends up kicking Grim away still since you’ll obviously deny any association with him and just questions Crowley like there’s no tomorrow and just like in canon those questions fall on deaf ears! Lol

Crowley believes that coming to night raven college has frazzled your young hormonal teenage mind into acting so aggressive and since he’s such a kind and generous headmaster does not hold you accountable for it, isn’t he so wonderful c:

Homura!Yuu ends up quietly playing along to whatever the hell is going on to get a better and proper assessment on the situation you’ve been put in. So everything continues on as normal while the students of NRC give you a strange look until it’s finally your turn to approach the mirror.

How I’d see the mirror react to a Homura!Yuu is once you give it your name, I feel like he’d go “their soul is..Missing?..” Because as you know your soul has been turned into your soul gem and the mirror has no knowledge of this so you’re not gonna be assigned any dorm, sorry not sorry c:

This, understandable, freaks everybody out.

This is when Canon plays out a usual in the story for the prologue with the headmaster taking you to Ramshackle and you’re Re-encounter with Grim.

When you do encounter grim again you transform again and start to chase after him to continue where you left off back in the mirror chamber. This leads to Homura!Yuu discovering grim to be innocent in your arrival here and just simply… wants to be able to grow stronger.. hmm why do you feel like you’ve heard that before

Upon Grim proving his innocence and quite frankly become official scared of Homura!Yuu in comes the ghosts to scare him some more! They watch you chase him down and wanted to join in on the fun.

Mind you, you aka Homura!Yuu are still on guard and still transformed so you obviously attack the ghost with grim ending believing you attacked them for his protection! You didn’t, but if it makes up for scaring the piss outta him sure 👍 well go with that.

Now we continue with canon from here with Crowley calling you a beast tamer and hiring you as a janitor yadda yadda, but Grim ends up referring to you as his Bodyguard instead of henchman in this one! Which if Homura!Yuu was going to be honest, Grim was 1,000 percent a bigger improvement then kyubey.

I totally wanna make a side writing blog and make more stuff like this if it gathers the attention of others lol, I already have it made I just need to edit it along with my other side account where I used to post art until I took them down due to tumblrs Ai update lol

Once I’m done fixing up those two I’ll make a master post with the users of all three of my blogs and my ao3 too lol

Anyways thanks for reading my weird ass ramble :) I have so many ideas I wanna talk about for this and so many story scenarios that probably no one’s gonna be interested in XDD

#am I gonna tag it as x reader?#yeah :)#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica #thanks for reading the ramblings of a mad women #I’ll make a tag for this #Homura!Yuu #there we go that’s good

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littlestpetshopofhorrores · 2 months

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Yay, an active Shovel Knight writing account!!! So excited!!! May I request headcanons for the OoNQ + Black Knight (or just your favorites if that's too much) with an asexual or acespec reader? 🎶

Hello! Again sorry for taking so long(guess inconsistently active is the correction lol), also since I don't write nsfw the asexual spectrum isn't much of relevance, no matter what these characters respect where ever you are on the spectrum and love you regardless of if you want sexual intimacy or not ♡ Also this is gonna have a romantic orientation

KING KNIGHT:

He would definitely hype you up everytime you enter a room

Probably would even give you your own crown that he made himself

HOPE YOU LIKE RATS!

Hope you love PDA bc he won't stop showing everyone hoe much he loves you

And even if you don't I think he woukd still do, not out of malice. More like "He's King Knight, he doesn't know abt personal space"( he def does)

Probably his mom loves you and is Happy you spend time with him

If dude is indecisive about his own portrait, if he ever wants one of you he will be even more

Dude would end up being hated by every artist in Landurr regardless if they even paint or not. But don't worry, he will do your portrait himself, and then complain it doesn't capture how special or dear you are to him and then start over again so you will end up with a dozen

SPECTER KNIGHT:

Definitely it was rlly hard for you to get this close with him

And honestly it makes sense.

He tries to act cool like always but you know he must be worried or outright scared of how it turned out last time (Good ol' Luan x Donovan)

However he is not scared of being open and honest with you

Probably even asked Red And Scarlett for some advice

He gets self conscious (more than normal) whe he does the grimm reaper act around you

PLAGUE KNIGHT:

Baby

Have you seen his down taunt when he's with mona? Yeah that's him all the time

He is all in for pda if you are too. But don't expect him to start it. He would get flustered and start mumbling like a mess

If you're not much of pda that's great for him too!

Maybe expect some poems in your desk (or wherever you spends most of ur time)

If there is a henchmen you don't like... "BOOM! HEHEHE!!"

Although if you are against him blowing up his henchmen you are gonna save so much lives

MOLE KNIGHT:

BEST HUGGER OF THE OoNQ

Even tho he is very focused in his work he will still make time for you

Something tells me he loves baking (maybe is his fire powers?) So expect him to bake some sweets for you

If you don't like them then that is fine too! He will learn to bake anything for you

Normally he is very warm to the touch as long as he isn't aqua

You have a free pass into the jacuzzi of the lost city

TREASURE KNIGHT:

You are the only treasure he needs

He will play favorites and no one will be surprised when he assigns you as his second in command

There is no limit for what this man would do for you (except my imagination atm of writing this)

POLAR KNIGHT:

Honestly I don't really see him showing affection trough PDA or straight out saying it

I think he would show it trough spending time with you

Be it eating, stargazing, taking care of the spinnwulfs or just straight up vibin

Idk why but he gives me vibes that he's a great chef

If you have a favorite food he will learn how to make it for u (is this were I make a Garlic bread joke?)

Prob Ace too

TINKER KNIGHT:

Prob one of the greenest flags in all the OoNQ

He def isn't a workaholic but has his moments

If you snap him out of those to do anything else he will gladly step back from work

But don't expect him to fully leave his projects in the work bench

Hell you prob will end up helping him one way or another

Although he loves spending time with you

He doesn't seem someone who likes to be touched by others in almost any case but you are the exception

Also if you let him he will ramble about his inventions

If you ask him for an invention he will leave any of his WIPs and work on your request immediately

PROPELLER KNIGHT:

Ironically enough I don't see him having a lot of relationship experience. Sure dude is used to others falling in love with him but rarely is the other way around

Probably that's why he locked up the rose in the first place

You are the only one for whom he will take his heads off the clouds and ground himself

ENCHANTRESS:

First of all:HOW!? GIRL IS THE REDDEST OF FLAGS

I will say this as kind as possible: You are either very powerfull or very very important in her plans

Bias aside: she would be an interesting partner

She would spoil you rotten

"Oh someone shoved you aside? Guess that's a village less in the map"

She will be constantly taking track of where you are and if she can't expect her to assign some liquid samurai to aid you and/or protect you

BLACK KNIGHT:

Dude is prob a big softie on the inside

Just ask terrorpin

Most likely overprotective but not out of jealousy or anything. Dude kinda lost contact with his friends suddenly

He doesn't really like PDA but if you do he will not oppose

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the-teapot-hatter · 1 year

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A Piercing Addiction || Deuce Spade X Reader

Prompt: A study session with Deuce gets slightly steamy. (Slightly NSFW, minors do not interact) (Deuce has piercings in this.)

(Y/n) watched Deuce from their place across from him in their bedroom. The two were having a studying session together. There was supposed to be four of them, but Ace and Grimm both landed themselves in detention. So, now it was just (Y/n) and Deuce. Which really wasn't any good for their heart.

At least with Ace and Grimm, there was some type of distraction to the attraction they felt for one Deuce Spade. But without those two present, being alone with the ex-delinquent was like a rush of excited nerves that simultaneously made (Y/n) want to throw up and just melt into a gooey puddle.

It probably didn't help that they were studying of all things either. Which, studying wasn't really a physically stimulating activity, but watching Deuce study should be considered one.

The boy's face scrunched up in confusion, a dark look in his aquamarine eyes that was only ever seen when he got into a physical altercation. Eventually, he would get so frustrated he would start carding his leather clad gloves through his navy-blue locks, strands of yellow sometimes peeking out.

Typically, Deuce appeared somewhat innocent, all doe eyed. Even with his extensive piercings on his ears, and mouth. (Y/n) also knew that there was one on his tongue, something they'd sometimes see when Deuce was speaking. Miraculously, he didn't really give off a delinquent vibe even with the piercings. Not unless he was particularly frustrated by something.

Understandably so, (Y/n) was finding it hard to study. Not quite being able to focus on what they needed to focus on. If they didn't know any better, they would have thought themselves drugged, but they knew that wasn't the case. Rather, it was just the chemical reaction that happened anytime they were in close proximity to Deuce.

And since they couldn't focus, they didn't get any work done. And because they didn't get any work done, the silence surrounding them seemed even more suffocating. Or rather, (Y/n) seemed to fall into an even more distracted daze the longer the silence persisted. (Ironically, they knew if Deuce was speaking with them, they would go from dazed to downright drunk like some poor whipped sap.) So, they talked. They talked, and they talked, and they talked. Hoping against all else that if the silence was filled with something it would distract them from the boy next to them, even if all they were saying was pure nonsense.

Deuce didn't really spare them a second glance, sometimes letting out hums to show he was listening. (Y/n) knew he wasn't. But (Y/n) also knew Deuce was getting about as much work done as (Y/n) was, which was to say none at all. Almost a little vindictively, shamefully, a prideful pettiness swirled up at the noticed distraction they were causing Deuce. Deuce's mere presence was enough to scramble their brain, the little hums the boy was letting out making it all the worse, even if Deuce was being polite. They wanted Deuce to be as distracted as they were, for it wasn't fair to be the only drowning in their own dazed mind.

This was of course, before Deuce finally sighed to himself, rubbing at his eyes tiredly with his gloved hands before turning to (Y/n) with his messy hair. He wasn't outright frowning, but the furrowing of his brows gave away that he wasn't particularly enthused by (Y/n)'s ramblings.

"(Y/n), could you please be quiet? Or at the very least, talk about the work assignment?" Deuce inquired, attempting to be as kind as possible. Something that made (Y/n)'s heart flutter all the more even though there was a certain edge to the navy haired boy's words.

"Sorry, I'll shut up now." (Y/n) promised. And they did. Deuce went back to work, just like before. Now, being unable to speak, (Y/n) began tapping their fingers against the floor, barely keeping themselves from humming a soft tune. And they were staring. Staring, staring, staring at the boy sitting next to them. Their eyes constantly flickering between all of Deuce's features. Feature's that were so doe-like, but just as equally dangerous at the same time.

It didn't take long before Deuce paused again, not being able to pay attention to his own work. Turning to (Y/n) with a look that made it clear exactly what he wanted. So, they stopped tapping their fingers, and he went back to work.

So, then, because of course they did, they started rocking back and forth, hoping to keep their dazed mind away from the boy sitting next to them. The boy that was growing increasingly annoyed, before he finally snapped his notebook shut.

"If you don't stop fidgeting, I'll give you something to fidget about." Deuce's tone was dark, sounding more like a threat of bodily harm than anything else. But for some twisted reason, a reason (Y/n) would need to think about more later, this only caused them to fill a rush of excitement.

"Yes please." They practically squeaked. They weren't sure if their burning cheeks afterwards was from embarrassment or something else entirely. Deuce didn't seem to care however, as he grabbed onto them and pulled them forward. His lips colliding with theirs in a rough meeting.

Deuce's piercings were cool against burning skin, giving the kiss a whole new slew of coarse, thrilling, ridges. And even with how rough Deuce pushed, his hands were gentle, not forceful in nature, giving (Y/n) the clear and easy opportunity to pull away if they wanted. But they didn't want to and they didn't think they ever word.

When Deuce pulled away, his eyes were wild, his facial expression cruel in a way that (Y/n) had never expected to be directed at them, but it never seemed as if Deuce was truly angry. Was never seeking to harm for a moment.

"You're never this much of a relentless little fidget." Deuce breathed, kissing at the edges of their mouth, teasingly. The metal of his piercings adding a cooling palm to the tortuous drug that Deuce seemed to be supplying them with.

"It's not my fault my boyfriend's so distracting." (Y/n) huffed, before letting out a squeak as Deuce blew against their ear in retaliation, before placing one final kiss onto their lips.

"Hmm... As flattered as I am, we have work to do." Deuce began to pull away, but (Y/n) refused to let him as they grabbed onto his blazar in a desperate attempt to keep the boy from separating from them.

"Just... Just one more." (Y/n) sputtered. Deuce and (Y/n) knew it wouldn't end at just one more, and in all likelihood they wouldn't get any work done. Which is exactly why Grimm and Ace were supposed to be here. The distractions away from the distractions they posed to each other.

But even though Deuce sometimes seemed wild and untamable, he was gentle and sweet and would always indulge his significant other. Even though he knew that he really shouldn't. Even though he knew he should cut off the action that seemed to becoming an addiction, he didn't. Because he was just as addicted too.

Which is exactly why he leaned back down, indulging once more in the feel of his lips against (Y/n)’s.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst wonderland x reader #disney twst #twst wonderland #disney twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #deuce spade x reader #deuce spade #gender neutral reader

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doesthatsuggestanythingtoyou · 1 year

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Once Upon A Dream

> lady lesso x fem!reader

> warnings: none

> note: i based your family [Prince Phillip, King Hubert, etc.] on Disney's Sleeping Beauty.

> most characters came from different series related to the Grimm Brothers stories.

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream”

“Oh it's so nice watching them find their happy ever afters!” Dovey gushed at you.

Humming, you nodded and stayed silent. It was a known fact that you, the sister of Prince Philip, has not yet found her own happy ever after. And now, it's most likely that your niece is going to find hers before you.

Speaking of the ever, you heard a squeal and then a body collided with yours. “Aunt Y/N!”

“Careful now, Beatrix.” You held her by the arms and smiled at her. “You wouldn't want your aunt to fall over, would you?”

Beatrix laughed and twirled. “Never!”

“But, I'm here to tell you...” Beatrix leaned and whispered. “Neal kissed me!” Dovey gasped, overhearing the conversation and clapped.

“Oh I'm so happy for you, Beatrix!”

Smiling, Beatrix replied. “Thank you Professor. Now I do believe that a certain prince is waiting for me.” Beatrix winked at you and left.

“Have fun!” You called. “But not too much fun!” You laughed as Beatrix tripped because of embarrassment.

“Oh don't be so strict, Y/N.” Professor Emma Anemone poked your side, causing you to flinch.

Rolling your eyes, you scoffed. “I can't have a new Bellerose running around before my niece even gets to the middle of her story.”

“Bellerose?” Dovey and Anemone asked simultaneously.

“Our surname.”

Professor Anemone nodded and pursed her lips. “I always forget your last name.”

“Well, don't bother memorizing it. King Hubert's last name isn't that special.” You gave a shrug and took a wine glass from a server's tray.

“Yes it is! Don't you remember? You brother slayed–” As Dovey started to narrate the story of your families life, you tuned her out and looked at the window. It was pitch black outside, yet all of you inside were covered by the brightest lights ever imagined.

You only left your reverie when someone knocked the wine glass out of your hands.

“Oh dear! My apologies! I'm so sorry!” You looked down and saw a man's back, he was picking up the shards of the broken glass. Deciding to help, you crouched down and picked up a piece.

“I am really sorry–” The man was cut off as he saw your face.

“Y/N.” You said with a smile, before snapping your finger and all the shards were gone.

Shaking his head, the man stood up and helped you up. “Well, Y/N. I'm really sorry, it's not normal for a prince to bump into princesses.” He shrugged and scratched his nape. “But hey, not everyone needs to be normal.”

You smiled at him and raised you eyebrow. “What's your name? You keep rambling but you never say your name... Prince?”

“Oh! It's Prince James.”

“Prince Charming's brother?”

Prince James gave a chuckle and glanced behind you. “Well, there's my date. I'll see you later Princess Y/N.”

Dovey and Emma crowded around you as Prince James left.

“Not a catch?”

“Too princey?”

Rolling your eyes, you smirked. “More like too occupied with his date.” You pointed to another teacher and Prince James talking.

Dovey and Emma nodded in understanding and left you, again. ‘They really like leaving me alone and then coming back to pester me for some reason.’

Sighing, you grabbed another wine glass and wandered outside. Walking through the corridors of the school, you suddenly remembered what it was like being a student. What is was like being with her–

Huffing, you shook your head and pushed the castle door open. “No, you will not think of her.”

Welcomed by the gentle yet cold breeze of the night, you shivered and regretted not wearing a sleeved gown. You rubbed your palms together and walked towards the side of the bridge.

Leaning against the concrete, you closed your eyes and exhaled. After 18 years, you finally had a moment in silence. Ever since Beatrix was born, you were always beside her, not even having a time for yourself. Although you loved your niece, it was time for her to distance herself from you to finally start her own story.

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream

I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam

Yet I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem

But if I know you, I know what you'll do

Singing your sister-in-laws song, you started to dance by yourself. Basking yourself in the moonlight, you didn't even notice a figure looking and watching you dance on the other side of the bridge.

You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream”

Clapping was all you heard as you finished your song. After a few moments, you opened your eyes and whirled around, only to see the dean of the school for evil, Lady Lesso.

“Such a marvelous performance, dear.”

“Lesso.”

“What? No thank yous? And I thought Evers were polite.”

“Well spare me from your stereotyping, Lesso.” You huffed and looked away.

Lesso raised her eyebrow and walked towards you, once in front of you, she put her finger under your chin and guided you to look at her. “Look at me when we're talking.”

Narrowing your eyes, you pushed her hands and turned to leave but she caught your wrist and tugged you towards her. “Now now, don't be disrespectful, princess.” she whispered, you felt her presence so close to you that it didn't take you enough strength to lean against her. After all, she was the one tou considered your ‘happy ever after’.

“That's right.” Lesso gripped your waist and put her chin on your shoulder, lightly kissing the bridge between your neck and shoulders.

“This isn't a dream, right?” You whispered, fearing that this was only an illusion made by your own mind.

“Only if you want it to be.”

Lesso brought your hands up and kissed the back of your palms. She closed her eyes and whispered,

“But I have to tell you. For me, this isn't just a once upon a dream.”

#school for good and evil #clarissa dovey #lady lesso #leonora lesso #professor dovey #lady lesso x reader #professor anemone #emma anemone

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anathemaspeaks · 17 hours

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Could I request number 23 and 24 with Grimmjow x reader? 💙✨

hey! here you go 🩷

check out my prompt list, and send in your own requests.

prompts #23 and #24:

"quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous."

"do you know how to knock?"

you stepped into the bath, the warm water melting away all of your troubles. you let yourself relax under the steady stream of the shower, feeling the tension leave your muscles.

after a while, you dried yourself up and stepped into your cozy hotel room. you and grimmjow had just finished a job, opting to stay at a nearby hotel for the night. you both had separate rooms, unfortunately.

exhausted from the day's exertion, you flopped onto the bed. you looked around for your phone, but you couldn't find it anywhere. you decided to go check grimmjow's room - maybe he knew where it was.

you just hoped he wouldn't get annoyed and do something stupid like break your phone. since his room was right next to yours, it wasn't much of a walk. you twisted the knob and opened-

wow.

and right in front of you was grimmjow. in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. damp, ocean blue hair sticking to his forehead, water droplets falling from his face, trailing down his neck and down to his glistening, sculpted abs.

you've never been jealous of water before.

"do you know how to knock, brat?" he huffed, face now slightly pink from you seeing him a state like this. his eyes bored straight into yours, the sheer intensity of his piercing blue eyes had you buckling at the knees.

"o-oh! right, i was going to, but i thought i'd be disturbing you- and i'm looking for my phone- and you'd be tired and - sorry!" you rambled, your voice an octave higher than normal, face heating up at the way you could see every muscle moving. you couldn't look away, god, he looked gorgeous.

"quit looking at me, you're making me nervous" he muttered, turning away from you. you were frozen. he wasn't angry? you made him nervous?

you don't know if it was the deliriousness you felt after seeing his shirtless body, or the exhaustion from the day's work, but you felt a sudden surge of confidence. you make him nervous.

"i can't" you admitted, hesitantly. you were testing the waters, it was his move now. the air crackled with unvocalized tension. his eyes met yours again, an unrecognizable emotion in the pools of his irises.

"because?" he asked, voice deep and soft, sending goosebumps across your arms. taking a shaky breath, you inched closer, the butterflies in your stomach amplifying by the second.

"'cause you look really, really good" you managed, voice just above a whisper.

"you're playin' a dangerous game, brat. jus' look for your damn phone and go to sleep" he said, eyes avoiding yours once again, chest rising and falling along with his breaths. now you were only a foot apart from each other.

"admit it, grimm, we work well together, as much as you'd hate to acknowledge it" you stated. that damn nickname again, why did he even let you call him that? why did he let you work with him all the time?

"'s that what you're gonna call it, brat?" he scoffed. he moved one step closer, placing a calloused hand on the side of your jaw. his touch sent shivers down your spine, he was even more ethereal up close.

"always pushin' your luck" he said softly. a challenge.

"mm, but you like it that way" you teased, sending a playful smile his way while batting your eyelashes up at him.

he didn't respond, eyes locked onto yours, you could just drown in his. being so close to him was intoxicating, the feel of his palm on the side of your face felt so warm.

"and what if i do?" he whispered, accepting the truth. he loved the pretty smile on your face when you two would bicker, sweet giggles escaping your mouth at his half-assed insults. you made his heart flutter, you made him nervous.

fuck.

could you hear his heart beat? you were so close that he could hear you breathing. he was sweating even more now.

he looked so handsome like this, face pink, nervousness in his demeanour, water still dripping off his god-like body, hair wet and clinging to his forehead.

you couldn't help it, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he shifted his down to your waist. he leaned in, his grip on you so gentle, before finally kissing you.

his lips were warm and demanding, yet surprisingly so tender. you melted into him, hands running down his shoulders, across the broad expanse of his back, feeling every muscle relax under your touch.

you tangled a hand into his soft blue hair, tugging at it, breathless gasps escaping both of your mouths. when you finally broke away, it was solely due to the lack of oxygen.

he pulled away reluctantly, his forehead resting against yours. his chest heaved with exertion, eyes searching your face, his full attention only on you.

the next morning, you woke up next to him. tangled in the sheets, his toned arms wrapped around you, you realized you forgot to find your phone. after a while of searching, you found it in his jacket pocket. right as you were about to accuse him-

"it fell on the way here, so i picked it up is all. don't think too much of it" you smiled anyways.

"you want me so bad"

i hope you liked itt <3

#anathema writes #bleach x reader #bleach #bleach anime #grimmjow jaegerjaquez #bleach grimmjow #grimmjow jaggerjack #grimmjow x reader #grimmjow x you #grimmjow smut #ichigo kurosaki

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rebelliousstories · 14 days

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That’s My Sister

Relationship: Sean Renard x Reader, Monroe x Monroe!Reader

Fandom: Grimm

Request: No

Warnings: Brief Strong Language, Fluff, Light Angst

Word Count: 3,540

Main Masterlist: Here

Grimm Masterlist: Here

Summary: Bringing home your significant other for the holidays is always stressful. Even more so when you are a wesen, with another wesen coming, and a Grimm to top it all off!

Love is like death, it must come to us all, but to each his own unique way and time, sometimes it will be avoided, but never can it be cheated, and never will it be forgotten.

The spice shop was gorgeous this time of year. Smells of nutmeg, cinnamon, and juniper with just a hint of pine filled the room. Lights strung up along the banners and shelves. There were not enough to distract or take away from the business, but it added just enough of Yuletide cheer to the area.

“Rosalee? Are you in?” Someone called out into the shop. She looked around in wonder as she waited for the person to appear.

“Hey, it’s my favorite Monroe. What can I do for you?” Said Fuchsbau emerged from the back, dressed in a cozy cardigan.

“Don’t let my brother hear you say that,” the Blutbad teased, “but seriously. I’m looking for a gift for my boyfriend and was wondering if maybe I could poke around and see what I could find?” Her timid tone, and now shy demeanor intrigued Rosalee as she watched the woman.

“Oh. Your mysterious boyfriend that we have yet to meet. I’m sure we could find something. Tell me a little bit about him.” Breathing a sigh of relief, the Blutbad relaxed and went back to her usual self.

“Well, he’s super sweet and oddly loaded. Which makes it difficult to buy him a gift because if he wants something, he already has it. I just- I want this to be good because it’s our first Christmas. But he does like tea when he’s not working to wind down. So maybe something to do with that?” Her rambling encouraged the other woman to begin scouring the shelves for something that might peek her interest.

“Is he wesen? Just incase I give him something poisonous.” Rosalee stopped to look at the sister in her shop.

“He’s half zauberbiest, if that helps.” She offered, to which Rosalee confirmed that it did, in fact, help in her search. But all the while the Fuchsbau’s thoughts were racing as she tried to think of anyone who was half zauberbiest. It was not a very common type of wesen, especially if he’s half.

“Aha! This might do the trick,” she pulled something from a shelf in a glass container, “it’s a calming blend. Rose, chamomile, lavender, mint, and green tea. It’s delicious and should help calm him down from stressful days.” The other woman’s face perked up, and she excitedly followed Rosalee to the counter, where she began to dispense an amount to take with her.

“So this boyfriend of yours, are you bringing him to dinner tomorrow night?” Rosalee tried to sound nonchalant, but her curiosity was eating away at her.

“Maybe. We’ve only been dating a few months. I’m just worried about my brother going off on him.” She pulled out her wallet as she continued to speak.

“I mean, the last time I was dating someone, Roe went full Blutbad on the guy and I could never get a date after that. This is the first guy I’ve dated in years, and I really like him. I don’t want to mess that up.” Taking to leaning against the counter and watching the Fuchsbau measure out the tea and square it away, she continued her lament. Rosalee looked up at her future sister-in-law.

“Look, I get it with your brother. He can be a bit intense. But I will keep him on his best behavior. Is that why you don’t want to introduce them?” She asked, ringing up her family discount for the tea.

“Yeah. That last guy, he looked at me like I was a freak after my brother woged at him. Haven’t been able to get over that stare since. And then he told every other wesen at our school to stay away from me and my ‘psycho’ brother. Never wanted to hurt a Hundjäger so badly in my life.” Placing some bills on the counter, she grabbed the package of tea from the woman, who held her hand gently.

“Bring him to dinner tomorrow. Juliette and I will make sure everyone is on their best behavior. There won’t be a repeat of that.” Rosalee reassured the Blutbad in her care. The other wesen nodded, and placed a hand on top of the other.

“I will, Rosalee.” They both smiled, and let each other go. As the female Blutbad left her shop, the Fuchsbau could not help but let her mind wander as she began to clean up a little bit. Did she even have zauberbiest come into the shop? It’s so hard to tell sometimes, let alone if they are half. All at once, Rosalee had a revelation. She knew who it was.

“Oh no.”

Meanwhile, in the precinct Nick watched from his desk as his captain seemed preoccupied with his phone. It was an unusual behavior which is why it drew the young man’s attention.

“What are you staring at so intensely, Nick?” Hank asked from his desk right next to him.

“It’s the captain. He’s been on his phone more and more today.” The detective pointed out.

“Maybe he’s making plans for Christmas dinner tomorrow night. It’s not a crime for him to be on his phone to make plans Nick.” He tried to explain the behavior away, but Burkhardt shook his head.

“See that?” He called attention to a certain quirk of the face. “He’s smiling. There’s no one in his life that he smiles genuinely for anymore. I think he’s got a girlfriend.” Nick said finally in disbelief.

“If anyone needs a good woman to keep him grounded, it’s definitely the captain. Just be happy for once and don’t profile the man.” Griffin shook his head and turned back to his files, prompting his partner to follow suit. But their attention was called away again as the captain’s office door was flung open.

“Where are you going?” Hank asked, watching the man move fast; it was as fast as he would move if they were on a case.

“Oh, I need to go pick up something for someone. You two should go home, and enjoy Christmas Eve with your families. I’ll see you later.” And with that, he was gone. The two detectives sat there, dumbfounded.

“I’ll be damned; the captain has a lady.” Hank muttered to himself, stopping his work for a moment. Checking the time, Nick stretched his back while standing from the chair.

“Alright, you heard the man. Let’s get out of here. Hey, see you at dinner tomorrow night?” Burkhardt asked of his partner. Griffin nodded and followed suit; both men grabbing their jackets from the back of their chairs in order to leave.

“You know it. I’m not one to turn down a free meal.” Hank joked, stepping out into the parking lot of the precinct. The men said their goodbyes and made their ways home.

In the Calvert-Monroe household though, a full blown argument was about to boil over. They had been going at it since the subject was brought up at dinner. It had lasted from the appetizer, all the way to clean up before dessert.

“All I’m saying is that I would like to meet her boyfriend before he comes over. What if he’s a lowen?” Monroe complained, handing washed dishes to his girlfriend.

“Do you honestly think your sister would date a lowen?” Rosalee countered, drying off the plate to stack.

“You’re right. Still,” he continued, “I just don’t want her to date someone that’s just going to break her heart. I mean, all the guys in high school she liked were totally not for her.” The Blutbad paused for a moment, and rested his soapy wet hands against the sink. Setting down the towel, Rosalee wrapped her arms around her boyfriend and cradled his face.

“She really likes this guy, Monroe. Don’t go over board. Besides, he’s not the worst choice for her.” Turning back to the task at hand, it took the man a second too long to process what the Fuchsbau had said.

“Wait, do you know who she’s dating?” Monroe questioned, watching Rosalee’s face take on an air of faux innocence.

“Maybe. Maybe not. She didn’t explicitly tell me who it was. I just worked it out from what little she did tell me.” She began to place her dishes away, but it seemed that Monroe was not yet done.

“Come on, who is it? Who is she dating?” But the woman said nothing.

“Rosalee.” He growled out in a warning tone, to which she finally faced her boyfriend and rested her hands on her hips.

“The only thing I will say, is that you have met him before. That is it. Now, cake?” Rosalee went to retrieve the chocolate cake from the fridge, leaving Monroe there in the kitchen.

“I’m gonna be kept up all night now.” He complained, but followed his girlfriend into the dining room to have dessert.

The next morning, was a morning of rest. Christmas had come, and everyone was preparing for the festivities that would soon come. Sneaking out of her shared bedroom, a Blutbad began to make breakfast for her lover that was still asleep in their bed. It still astounded her that she could even call this place, this bed, this man, her’s.

Vegan sausages were being fried, toast, pancakes, and several smaller side dishes covered the counter in the kitchen. It continued to shock her at how far vegan alternatives had come as she put the fake eggs in the pan to scramble. As she cooked, two strong bare arms wrapped around her waist. A kiss was placed to her head from behind as the mystery arms relaxed.

“Good morning. It’s not often that I get breakfast made for me.” The voice grumbled out, still thick with sleep.

“Who says this is for you?” She teased. Making sure that nothing would burn, she turned briefly in the man’s arms to come face to face with him. Sage green eyes gazed lovingly into her own, but shut momentarily as they met for a kiss. Her lips molded to her own, and reluctantly she pulled away from the beautiful shirtless man before her, in favor of ensuring their breakfast would not be wasted.

“It’s almost done. Want to go ahead and start putting food on the table?” One last kiss was pressed to her head, along with a squeeze at her waist, and he was off. Soon, the whole table was littered with food.

“Thank you for making this.” He commented genuinely, holding her hand over the steaming food. Suddenly, she hoped up as if a light bulb went off in her head, and she made her way to the kitchen. When she came out yet again, a mug was in her hands this time around.

“What is that?” Came his question, taking the mug and maneuvering it next to his other cup of coffee.

“It’s one of your Christmas presents. Try it.” Sitting down, she watched with bated breath as he brought the mug to his lips, and took a tentative sip. His face lit up and he eagerly took another sip.

“This is delicious. What is it?” Another question, and he was reaching for her hand once more.

“It’s a tea blend from a friend’s shop. I thought it’d be nice to help you wind down after work.” She explained, happy that she was able to get one of two correct.

“This is wonderful. I genuinely appreciate this. Let’s eat though. You went through all this work.” And with that, they dug into the food that littered the table before them. It was not too much longer before they sat themselves on the couch, and enjoyed each others company with presents to either side.

“Here you go.” The man placed a rather heavy wrapped present in her lap, and watched her with eager eyes. She tore into the paper, and leveled her boyfriend with a look as she saw what she had.

“Really, Sean?” Her tone was dry, and she tried to fight the smile coming onto her face. However, with her boyfriend sporting one himself, it was rather hard.

“What? You could always use another book, and I thought you might enjoy the stories.” Said man tried to explain away.

“You gave me a collection of brothers Grimm fairytales!” She exclaimed.

“And you’re not wanting to read them?” He leveled her with another look, which made her shrink down into herself.

“Yes. I’m going to read them.” Muttering under her breath, she placed the book to her side and grasped the other box that was next to her. She placed it in her lover’s lap, and awaited his reaction. Sean gently unwrapped the present, and opened the box that was in his hands. His face dropped in surprise, and his eyes danced over the present he had.

“Do you like it?” Timidly, she inquired. There was no telling what his reaction was going to be. Sean’s hand reached in and pulled out the small object that was awaiting him. It was a ring. Tiny and unassuming, which described his lover but that was not what caught his attention. It was what was on the inside of the ring. An inscription dated September 23rd of that year; their anniversary.

“You don’t like it? It’s fine if you don’t. I just thought maybe you would. I can take it back though if you don’t want it. I’m sure I could at least get store-” she never finished her rambling, because her boyfriend had surged forward and captured her lips in his. They remained locked in their embrace for who knows how long, but she was pushed against the couch in the midst of it. Alas, they pulled away for some much needed oxygen.

“Do you like it?” She repeated her inquiry.

“I love it.” He replied, breathlessly. Helping her back up, Sean allowed her to slip the ring on to his left pinky finger. On the outside, it just looked like a simple silver band, but the fact that he knew that there was that inscription inside made it feel like a known secret. And it was all his.

“This is funny actually.” Sean reached behind him and found the box next to him once more. She was confused as to what he was talking about, and took the box gingerly from his hands. Opening, she let out a small chuckle as to what was inside.

“Now, now, you still have to get my brother on your side.” Once again, she was teasing him. He chuckled as well, but pulled the ring from the box.

“It’s a promise ring.” Sean slipped the ring on to her right ring finger. The emerald in the center, with the silver surrounding it instantly drew her eyes to the sparkling stone.

“This is going to turn some heads at dinner tonight.” Her mind could not help but think about what was going to happen.

“I’ll be right by your side.” Drawing her into his arms, Sean pressed a kiss to her head, and cradled her close.

A few hours later, the couple was dressed up and ready to leave. One last spray of perfume and the jewelry was placed on her body before they left for the evening. Her leg could not stop bouncing as they neared their destination. Sean reached over and held her thigh in hi grasp, which allowed her to calm down just enough. He parked on the side of the road and helped his girlfriend safely exit the car onto the icy sidewalks. They walked up to the door with stained glass, and she took a deep breath.

“You can still back out, you know?” She tried to tell her boyfriend, but he just held her by the shoulders and looking into her eyes.

“I’m not scared by meeting your family. It’s going to be fine.” Sean tried to reassure her.

“Alright. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” And with that, she knocked. Just a moment later, the door opened and revealed a festive looking Fuchsbau.

“You made it!” Rosalee cheered, hugging her boyfriend’s sister close. Letting go, she turned to face the man standing next to her.

“Captain.” She greeted politely, and held out her hand for him to shake.

“Rosalee. It’s good to see you again.” This confused the Blutbad standing between them.

“You know each other?” She wondered aloud. Renard and Rosalee looked at each other.

“I think you’ll find a lot of the people here have met each other at least once.” Rosalee responded cryptically. She pulled them in and out of the cold, before taking their coats to their spare room. The couple wandered through the house and found where the rest of the group was hanging around. She got to watch Sean’s eyes take in her brother’s Christmas decorations that littered the room. The sheer amount of tinsel, lights, and fake snow that was around the house was enough to make even the most Christmasy person take a step back. There was a pause as everyone stopped to stare at the couple.

“You’ve got to be joking.” Monroe stated, setting down his beer. Nick, Juliette, and Hank all turned to face where the Blutbad was staring.

“Captain? Nice to see you?” Nick drawled out confused, and followed his friend’s motion.

“Roe, everyone, this is Sean. But I’m guessing that you all know each other.” She was looking around at the rest of the guests.

“Oh, you’re dying now.” Rounding the corner at an incredible speed, there were shouts as Monroe grabbed the collar of Sean’s more casual sweater she had convinced him to wear instead of his suit. He shoved the zauberbiest against a wall, narrowly missing some decorations as he woged. By this point, Nick and Hank were trying desperately to pull him off of the man, while Juliette and Rosalee were holding and shielding the other Blutbad.

“What are you playing at? What do you want that you feel the need to date my sister?” Monroe growled out, eyes no longer human but red and black and unearthly.

“I am not dating her for a plan. I love her for her.” Sean held up his hands in surrender.

“Roe, let him go.” His sister growled, stepping out from behind the women. The man in question turned his head and let the woge fade back into his skin

“This man is not who he says he is. He’s a royal, little sis. He only told you he loves you to find a way to fit into his plans. Whatever they are.” The longer he spoke, the angrier his sister became.

“I know he’s half-royal, Roe. But that doesn’t mean that Sean doesn’t love me. Now get off of him.” Fully woge out, she grabbed her brother’s arm and threw him back enough to create some distance. The three men that were currently in front of Sean were replaced by one angry Blutbad woman. Her woge disappeared as soon as it came, and she checked in on her boyfriend.

“It’s been lovely seeing everyone, but if this is how it’s going to be, we’ll be leaving.” She said after whispering to Sean for a few moments. It shocked everyone in the room. Rosalee went to reluctantly grab their coats, while everyone else stared at Monroe with pointed glares.

“Wait!” The Blutbad called just before the couple left the party. Sean was helping her into her coat when they paused. He was entirely following her lead on this, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable or unwanted.

“I’m- I’m sorry, okay? You’re my sister and I’m always going to be protective of you. But you are an adult so I need to accept your choice. I’ll tone it down just, please, stay for dinner?” He was keeping his eyes on his sister, who returned with a less believable stare.

“You’re allowed to ask him three questions about our relationship, and three about himself. That’s it.” She replied, allowing Sean to once again, help her out of her coat. Rosalee took it back and happily went to set them on the bed once more. Monroe pulled his sister into a bear hug in the foyer of his home. When they pulled away, Sean stepped up to properly greet the Blutbad.

“You hurt my sister, I’ll break my pledge.” Monroe stared the half zauberbiest dead in the eye as he shook his hand. Renard brought out a smirk, and shook the man’s hand firmly.

“I’m slowly starting to realize the amount of people who will hurt me if I hurt her, including her.” He replied smoothly. The couple were pulled back into the fray easily. Everyone was laughing and eating, and in general, just having a great time. Looking at each other over their glasses of wine, and plates of food, Sean gave her a small wink, and held her hand. With the other, he thumbed a small velvet box the was in the pocket of his slacks. Perhaps next Christmas she would be more than a girlfriend. He needs to get through to her brother first.

#rebelliousstories #writing #grimm imagine #grimm #hank griffin grimm #hank griffin #monroe x reader #monroe grimm #nick burkhardt x reader #nick burkhardt #nick burkhardt imagine #sean renard imagine #sean renard #sean renard x reader #juliette silverton #rosalee calvert

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pumpkincarriage3 · 1 year

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Masterlist

Twisted Wonderland

Analysis -

Malleus Draconia

Azul’s, Jade’s, and Floyd’s Relationship

Ace’s, Deuce’s, Yuu’s, and Grimm’s Relationship

Jack Howl

Kalim Al-Asim

Jamil Viper

Kalim’s And Jamil’s Relationship

Yuu’s and Grimm’s Relationship

Vil’s and Epel’s Relationship

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Epel Felmier

Ortho Shroud

Sam

Dire Crowley

Crewel Divus

Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker (Chen'ya)

Neige Blanche

Ace Trappola

Riddle Rosehearts

Ace’s and Deuce’s Relationship

Deuce Spade

Leona Kingscholar

Leona’s and Jack’s Relationship

Ruggie Bucchi

Jade’s and Floyd’s Relationship

Rook’s and Epel’s Relationship

Vil’s and Rook’s Relationship

Malleus’s, Yuu’s and Grimm’s Relationship

Sebek Zigvolt

Grimm

Idia Shroud

Lilia Vanrouge

Ashton Vargus

Mozus Trein

Idia’s and Ortho’s Relationship

Rambles -

Jamil’s Arsonist Tendencies

Kalim’s “Innocence & Obliviousness”

Rook’s French

Lilia’s Cooking

Crowley’s Shadiness

Prologue School Punishments

Ghost Transformation Potion Linguistics

Yuu and Grimm’s Club Choices

Sam’s and Silver’s Lack of Last Names

Epel’s Knife Skills

Villain School

Heavy Grocery Bags

Rule 529

Raccoon VS Cat

Ortho’s “Innocence”

Theories -

Alice In Wonderland Theory

Chapter Seven Overblot Timeline

Rants -

Nothing Here Yet

Oneshots -

Epel Felmier X Reader || Greek Gods and Goddesses Au (Misfired Arrow)

Riddle Rosehearts X Reader || Greek Gods and Goddesses Au (Just One Drink)

Distracted || Ace Trappola X Reader

Signed and Sealed With -- | Azul Ashengrotto X Reader (Valentine's Special)

The Fairy Godmother Has a Sadistic Streak | Sebek Zigvolt X Reader (Valentine's Special)

Green Eyed Monster | Malleus Draconia X Reader (Valentine's Special)

Never Has and Never Will Be | Vil Schoenheit X Reader (Valentine's Special)

In The Old Bazaar | Jamil Viper X Reader (Valentine's Special)

Puppy Love | Ace Trappola X Reader (Valentine's Special)

A Fluttering Annoyance | Leona Kingscholar X Reader (Valentine's Special)

Headcanons -

Nothing Here Yet

Shorts -

Nothing Here Yet

Au Concepts -

Greek Gods and Goddesses

AI Overlord

Mini-Series -

Nothing Here Yet

Long-Series -

Nothing Here Yet

Cinderella Phenomenon

Rants -

In Lucette’s Defense

New: Danganronpa v3

Au Concepts -

Distrust Motive Concept

Fandoms I’ll write for:

Twst Wonderland

I may do little rants or rambles every once in a while for different fandoms, but I’ll mainly stay within the Twst fandom for now.

Feel free to make any request, as long as you are basic decent human being when in comes to requests. I mean that in the sense that I won’t answer any request that have homophobic, transphobic, racist, or any discriminatory behavior in it. I will also block someone if they make a request with such behavior.

I also won’t do any requests that are NSFW in nature. Not only would I not know how to write it, most of the characters I’d be writing for are minors and I wouldn’t be comfortable with it.

Other than that, feel free to make any sort of request. You can also send random asks. They don’t even have to be about anything I’ve written, it could just be something random, and I’ll respond to it. ^^

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grimm-writings · 9 days

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Ok but idea

Child beast man

(squirrel edition)

The party is having a pest problem

Someone has been messing with their stuff

Marcille's magic book is found away from her bag

Chilchuck's bag now has flowers painted on it

Laois and his bedroll are covered in fur

Senshi hasn't been moved at all

izutsumi gets kid drawings left next to her

The party almost thinks it's chilchuck due to the small hand mark left in marcilles book

Understandably chilchuck does not take being accused of these crimes likely

He makes a point to stay up to find the culprit in action

Later on that night he finally gets a hint from small footsteps moving within their sleeping room..

Quietly looking over he sees..

A child..

A child with a squirrel tail

Quietly reading marcilles book

New unwanted party member!

.Speed round.

They like hanging on laois like tree

Chilchuck is their dad (in their eyes)

izutsumi is their weirdly tall sister

Senshi is the food grandpa

Laois is tree man

marcille is the cool witch lady

oh my gosh. this is so cute. i can just imagine chilchuck being accused and arguing as to how it REALLY isn't before marcille mutters "but you kind of look like one..."

upon actually taking in the kid... god i can imagine the rest of the party waking up to chilchuck holding them back from skittering around excitedly, as he had been doing all night, and just awkwardly going . i think they're lost.

i feel like izutsumi would be a little :/ about getting a new party member at first. despite that, i think she can eventually grow closer to them if only because of proximity. maybe post canon taking them along with her? aw.

laios is... laios. always the curious one. probably wonders if he throws this child would they fly like a squirrel....? (chilchuck quickly shuts the idea down, for obvious reasons)

senshi going "i have a great idea" and getting them to hold stuff in their squirrel cheeks while chilchuck and marcille are like ????? DON'T DO THAT???????? lmfaooo

even if chilchuck is the 'dad' to this kid, marci probably dotes on them the most. very protective. i can see her reeling them back with her staff 😭😭

#✮ grimm rambles #such a cute idea i love it #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi imagines #delicious in dungeon #delicious in dungeon imagines #laios #laios touden #marcille #marcille donato #chilchuck #chilchuck tims #senshi #senshi of izganda #izutsumi #child reader

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daughter-of-melpomene · 1 month

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𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒

❝ Laurens Gates - full name John Laurens Gates, but nobody besides his parents had ever called him John and escaped unscathed - had never believed in what was supposedly his family's history. Unlike his older brother, who had wholeheartedly bought into the stories their grandfather kept telling them and spent most of his childhood planning how he would become the Gates to finally find the Templars' lost treasure, Laurens patiently listened to his grandfather's rambling tales and then rolled his eyes the second the old man's back was turned. He wasn't trying to be rude - he was by nature sarcastic and pessimistic, but never outright rude - but it had always seemed impossible to him that such a large and important treasure could have gone unfound after so many years and so many people trying.

Having fled his dysfunctional family home as soon as he graduated from high school, Laurens had chosen to pursue a drastically different path than his brother, one that was at once less practical as an artist's career and more practical than running off to look for treasure. While Ben had run off to treasure hunt after only two years of college, with a degree he never would've gotten if it wasn't for their mother's nagging, Laurens had studied the traditional four years, earned his degree in fiction writing, and fought to get published the stories that he had been working on and honing his entire life. And eventually, he did; one of his works, the heartfelt magical realism story that was nearest and dearest to his heart, had gotten picked up and published, and before long, Laurens had been thrust into the limelight, with a book that stayed at the top of the New York Times list for two months and left readers clamoring for more.

Five years after that first novel, Laurens has finished the bestselling trilogy that came from that story and now aims to begin a new novel - one about adventure and romance, filled with adrenaline-fueled chases and heart-pounding action. The only problem is that he can't seem to get the damn thing started, no matter how many hours he fills with staring at his blank computer document or trying exercises for overcoming writer's block.

And then his dear older brother, whom Laurens hasn't spoken to in almost a year, calls him up and tells him that he's finally made a breakthrough in his hunt for the Templar treasure. While Laurens still can't quite bring himself to believe that the treasure really exists, he figures that the hunt Ben is attempting to drag him on might provide some inspiration for his novel, and so he takes his brother up on the offer to accompany his expedition to the Arctic Circle.

And promptly finds himself caught up in a real-life adventure, racing against the clock and Ben's traitorous ex-partner to find the treasure first, carrying out elaborate plans to steal priceless historical documents - and potentially developing feelings for his brother's cute and awkward assistant.

Forget writing an adventure story - with only one phone call from his brother, Laurens has found himself living in one. ❞

General Taglist: @hiddenqveendom, @foxesandmagic, @artemisocs, @reyofluke-ocs, @endless-oc-creations, @stanshollaand, @ginnystilinski-reblogs, @luucypevensie, @ginger-grimm, @arrthurpendragon, @fakedatings, @impales, @claryxjackson, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @eddysocs, @lucys-chen, @ocappreciationtag.

#my ocs #reintroducing my ocs #ch: laurens gates #oc: laurens gates #fic: centuries #queerocs #ocapp #ocappreciation #ochub #allaboutocs #fyeahnationaltreasureocs #national treasure oc

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fairy-tale-writer · 2 years

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Thin Ice Chapter 1/2

Malleus Draconia x Reader

Prompt: The reader is sledding with Malleus when the ice begins to crack beneath them. MC pulls Malleus out of the danger zone but she falls in. Someone saves her and she wakes up in the Infirmary in a rather...interesting compromise

Note: LEMON SCENTED!!! I would call it enough to be NSFW so read at your own risk.

I am super sorry for my inconsistent posting schedule a lot of stuff has came up in my life or writer's block which makes everything difficult. Also if anyone wants to talk about TW theories with me PLEASE DM ME. I am so deep into theories and lore and I am fully invested in the time loop theory and who is supposed to be the one to betray us.

THE TAROT CARDS THEORY THAT KINDA WORKS

As this game is such an iceberg I LOVE it.

Anyways, this story is about 4K+ words and would be more but I split it into two before it could get way too long.

ENJOY!

Winter was in full swing.

The blizzard last night had frozen the air solid with below negative temperatures. Any source of water outside had become solid, slippery ice--good for the lakes and ponds, not so much the knees and hips.

The blizzard had even dumped inches of snow, which thankfully with the help of magic could easily be swept up and out of the way with ease.

You hadn't expected much to do with the snow; until you heard a knocking at the door.

"Yoooo! Prefect! Let's go sledding! We got you your own sled." Ace said when you opened the door.

Both he and Deuce had wooden sleds trailing behind them but Ace had an extra sled.

"Go sledding?" You repeated, dumbfounded.

Of course, you had heard of sledding before, but the last time you sledded was when you were little, a few times when you were babysitting your younger siblings.

"Huh? Have you never heard of sledding?" Deuce asked.

"No, no I've gone sledding before it's just...I haven't gone sledding in a very long time. Sure I'll go! I'll go see if Grimm wants to go too!"

"Hurry up!" Ace called as you shut the door.

Grimm who was curled up by the fireplace eagerly agreed and scrambled to get his little snow booties. You slipped on your fleece-lined leggings and a tank top layered under a plaid long sleeve shirt.

You put on a thick hoodie, scarf, gloves, hat, and finally your snow boots.

"Ready to go?" You asked Grimm.

The cat was laying on his back struggling to slip his last boot on. Finally, he slipped his paw on and with a heavy sigh answered, "Yep!"

Grimm scrambled after you to the door. It was still snowing, but it was slow with very light fluffy droplets. You took the sled from Ace and Grimm hopped on.

"My brother told me about this really big hill where you can go sledding! It's right next to this pond where you can go ice skating too!" Ace rambled non-stop.

You paused noticing Tsuntarou was walking out of Sam's shop with his dorm mates.

"Eyo! Tsuntarou!" You called waving your arm.

"Who's Tsuntarou?" Ace asked.

"Does she mean-" Deuce gulped.

They followed your waving to--oh shit!

Ace and Deuce stiffened seeing you were gesturing to Malleus Draconia.

And you just called him Horned Dude!

"Child of Man? What are you doing out here in the cold?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I was just about to go sledding with my friends Ace and Deuce here, you wanna come with?" You asked.

Malleus' eyes widened in surprise well Ace and Deuce felt their souls leave their bodies. It was clear you had no idea who he was if you were offering the Prince of Thrones to do such child-like playing.

Then again, he hadn't gone sledding since Silver was just a little boy.

With a grin, he said, "Alright I'll join you."

"Wakasama! You just got hot chocolate, you'll spill it all over yourself!" Sebek barked.

"Oh, hot chocolate? May I have a sip?" You asked, pointing to the plastic coffee cup in his hand.

"Of course." Malleus chuckled.

"Is it hot?" You questioned as he transferred it to you. You could feel the heat beneath the fabric of your gloves.

You brought it to your puckered lips gently blowing on the mouth hole. Once you were sure it was cool enough you took a gentle sip. Indeed the chocolate was a bit hot, but you could feel it warming you up as it traveled down your throat.

You licked your cold lips as you pulled the cup away, "That's very good hot chocolate."

"You may have the rest," The Fae smirked, "After all, humans are very weak to the cold."

"Aye!" You playfully blurted.

"May I join? This old man hasn't gone sledding in so long." Lilia added stepping forward.

"Uhh...Ace? Deuce?"

"Uh, sure." Ace said too scared to see what would happen to him if he said no.

"We are going too! We must protect Wakasama!" Sebek blurted.

"The more the merrier, right?" You sighed.

You knew Sebek meant well but dear god, he was annoying at times. At least Silver seemed the slightest peaked, he didn't look as drowsy as he usually looked.

"Oh, what about sleds?" You asked.

"We have our own, I can summon them when we arrive at our destination."

"Lucky." You mumbled.

You set off with the group walking beside Malleus. The group was heading deeper into the forest surrounding NRC following a trail. The crunch of snow beneath your feet was satisfying, but it was also a struggle to pull your feet out and pull the sleigh with Grimm.

"Allow me to pull the sled, you look like you're struggling." Malleus offered.

"It's fine, Tsuntarou." You lied between heavy, white puffs of breath.

He took the leash and you sighed and let go allowing him to pull it instead.

"How much longer until we arrive at this hill?" Grimm whined. You were tempted to strangle the fuzzy furball since he had a good time just chilling on the sled.

"We just arrived!" Ace announced.

Not even a minute more of walking and you saw you were on top of a rather large, steep hill. Down the steep slope further down was a large pond.

The sun peeking through the flurry of clouds cast a glittering shine on the layer of ice on top.

As much as you loved to see the sight, you needed to catch a breath. You sat down in the snow, leaning back on your arms.

"Prefect?" Malleus asked.

"I'm good," You huffed, "Just resting."

"Human, this is a lovely sledding area," Malleus said.

Ace shrugged trying to play cool.

"So who goes first?" You asked.

The atmosphere felt like when a teacher asked a question to the class. Everyone avoided eye contact grimacing at the slope--or sleeping in the snow.

"How about you (Name)?" Ace chuckled rubbing the back of his head.

"Seriously? What are you a bunch of chickens?" You scoffed.

"The hill is a bit scary..." Deuce muttered.

"Fine. Wimps, I'll be the guinea pig and prove that it's fine." You pulled your sled over to the curve.

The snow at the curve was dangerously glossed with a thin layer of ice making the sleds faster, but it would be easy to slip and slide all the way down.

You straddled your sled as you pulled yourself closer.

"I can push you, dearie," Lilia offered

"A push would be lovely." You answered.

Lilia knelt down and grabbed onto the edge of the sled. With a nod, he pushed you off and down.

You couldn't deny you sounded like a professional scream queen as you flew down the hill, at one point hovering over the ground before landing. The cold air whipped past your eyes and face like diamonds.

At first, your screams were of fear but halfway through they became screams of delight.

The only issue was slowing down. On the flat ground your sled skid until you put your feet down.

You stood up, your legs shaking a little as you let out a cry of excitement with your arms raised, "Whew! That was fun!"

On top of the mountain, the others were belly laughing from the hilarity.

The only issue was making your way back up to the top of the hill. It wasn't the worst ever hill climb despite the height, but it was challenging. Halfway through your climb Ace and Deuce were skidding down the mountain in a competitive race.

Tsuntarou greeted you at the top with a big grin, "How was the ride?"

"Very fun! You should really try it!" You chuckled.

Lilia was next and he wasn't as fast due to his small figure, but he did get a lot of air time. It took a little bit of convincing and the help of Malleus to get Sebek to race down with him and Silver.

It was hilarious, but your ears hurt as the crocodile screamed the whole way down. When he arrived at the bottom his sled tipped over and he tumbled into the snow. Despite the harsh tumble, it was surprising to hear the usually uptight fae laughing.

Even Malleus was laughing the entire ride down, getting a chuckle out of it.

Lilia used his teleportation spell to move all of them back to the top.

"Hey! How come you didn't do that for me?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"You didn't ask, dearie." Lilia chuckled...

You never felt so much joy when you first arrived to Twisted Wonderland. You raced against Ace and Deuce both separately and in a three-way race. Raced against Malleus, Malleus accompanied Lilia, much to Sebek's worry.

"(Name), can you count down for us?" Deuce had asked.

You stood between him and Ace with your hat raised high up in the air.

"Ready? Go on go! Three, two, one...Go!"

You dropped your hat and the two boys pushed themselves off and down the slope. You snatched your hat, watching as the two boys let out the most hilarious shrieks of terror.

They both tied but Deuce had gone farther causing the two to bicker about who truly won as they made their way up.

Once you started to get braver, you got a running head start going down on your belly. Ace tried following your lead but with a much terrible result. He completely missed hitting the sled and instead, he scorpioned* right into the snow.

*For those who don't know it's when you face plant so hard your feet come up and tap the back of your head

He continued to slide down the hill on his belly, keeping his limbs spread to slow himself down until he arrived at the bottom. There was the occasional pause in between all the chaos to relax and enjoy some hot cocoa.

You sat rather close to Malleus as you took a sip before offering it back to him. He gladly accepted it enjoying touching the plastic where your lips just were.

Nothing of importance happened until you decided to share a sled with Malleus.

You were upfront with the fae behind you, leaning against you. His arms were by your sides taking a hold of the leash as well.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready!" You nodded.

He pushed you off giving a good shove. Sure enough, with your both combined weights, you picked up a lot of speed. The air was like a high pitch howl as it wiped past your ears, you could feel your hat leaving your head.

You thought nothing of it until you arrived at the flat area, but you weren't slowing down at all. If anything you were going faster, heading straight to the lake.

In an attempt, you stuck out your feet but there was a very thick layer of ice over the snow, causing your feet to bounce off.

The sled spun out of control.

You could feel Malleus wrap his arms around you to shield you.

"Wakasama!" Sebek called.

"Malleus!" Lilia shrieked.

He outstretched his hand but you were too far away for him to use his magic.

"Let go!" You shrieked.

You released your hold on the leash and Malleus followed allowing you two to fly off.

Instead of soft fluffy snow, it was pure ice.

You were sure you could feel a rib or two break as you slammed onto the ice and continued to skid. Malleus let out a harsh grunt beside your ear taking the brunt of the blow.

You reached the lake at this point and were sliding on the layer of ice. His arms loosened around you sending you sliding away from him.

"Tsuntarou!" You called.

The gloves made it harder to grip the completely smooth surface until all the momentum finally ended. When you opened your eyes you scanned for Malleus calling him.

He was knocked unconscious, further in the middle of the lake having more mass than you.

Shit.

"Tsuntarou! Wake up!" You called.

You moved and heard the worst possible noise for your situation.

A crack.

You glanced down and saw the ice below you was crackling. You could hear your name being called and saw your friends were sliding down the hill, but they were still too far away.

You shifted your attention to Malleus who was still unconscious, you could see cracks beneath him.

Shit.

You had to assess the situation like an author to their story; what would cause the desired ending?

Malleus had the short end of the stick; unconscious and in the deeper end of the pond with the ice cracking faster than yours.

There was a large branch just a couple of feet away from you.

Waiting for the others wasn't an option, they were much too far away, the ice was cracking fast, and with the ice, they would be sliding all over the place.

There was no way they could help you or Malleus without risking themselves as well.

You could carefully crawl your way back to the land, the ice seemed to be thicker closer to the shallow shore, but that would mean you would leave Malleus to fall in and most likely drown.

You could take the branch and crawl to Malleus. You could wake him up with the stick without risking pooling your weight, or you could hook onto his clothing with it and pull him to safety.

It was a risk, but it was the only way you could save Malleus and yourself. You shifted your weight outstretching your arm to grab the large stick. You could feel freezing cold water on your knees.

You carefully and slowly army crawled across the ice, ignoring the other's frantic calls for you to stop. You arrived close enough to him you could see the ice sinking slowly, the water up to his knees.

"Tsuntarou! Tsuntarou!" You shrieked at the top of your lungs.

You had to be quick.

"Tsuntarou!"

You could see his face twitch before his eyes slowly opened.

"(Name)...?"

The cracking got louder.

Shit!

"Tsuntarou! Grab onto the other end!" You called.

Malleus seemed to be dazed as his hand firmly gripped the branch.

With the adrenaline rushing through your muscles you were able to pull him completely out of the ice.

You crawled further until you were just a few feet away from him. The cracking got louder as you rose to your knees.

You grabbed onto Malleus's hood and tugged with all your strength throwing him across the ice.

"(Name)!" He cried.

He slid across until he arrived at a much more stable area near the shallows. His knights slipped and slide as they ran over to the shore calling for Malleus to crawl just further enough for them to reach him.

Ace and Deuce were calling for you to get your attention to hurry back to shore.

You smiled in relief.

A loud crack was the only warning before you felt yourself submerge.

It was cold.

The water was very, very cold.

You were struggling to swim, but your winter clothing may as well have been heavyweights tied to your ankles. You ripped off your gloves and scarf but you couldn't kick off your boots, they were tied too tight.

You managed to breach just long enough for a breath, scrambling to grab onto the ice. Your name was being screamed with urgency and panic. The ice in your grip only broke off sinking you back into the freezing hell.

You scratched at your coat undoing the velcro, scrambling to find the zipper.

You were losing oxygen fast and it was getting harder to keep your eyes open as the water stung. At last, you found the zipper and yanked it down until you could free yourself from it.

You were going numb.

There was a gloved hand that pressed itself into the water.

With one last good push, you used the last of your oxygen to push yourself to the hand. They grabbed onto your wrist and pulled...

"Quick! Pull her boots off!"

"Is she going to be okay?!"

"Her lips are blue. I don't think she's breathing!"

"I have to do CPR. Her heart has stopped."...

The last place you expected to wake up in was a bed in Night Raven's ICU.

You were expecting more like a coffin or a death bed.

Were you dead?

Your swollen eyes slowly opened feeling something hard and very warm holding you to them.

"(Name)! She's awake!" You could hear a voice call.

"Is my Minion alright?"

Your sluggish brain failed to recognize who it was speaking to. Faces were surrounding you but they were all blurry and hazy. A hand that was gently holding a warm compress to your neck. When you glanced up you saw it was Malleus carefully holding you as if you were glass.

Through your blur, you were able to see he was smiling down at you in a calmly happy sort of way. You couldn't help but rest your head on his chest trying to absorb his inhuman amount of heat. He was so warm you felt like a chickling in an incubator.

Malleus pulled a blanket up to wrap around your shoulders from where it had pooled down at your hips with your shifting. You tensed realizing you could feel the wool of the blanket against your bare back.

Where was your top? Where were your clothes? Why was Malleus...was he naked too?

Malleus mistook it as you were cold and pressed the cooling compress to the top of your spine.

"Puppy, do you remember what happened?" A voice asked.

"Sledding," You answered hoarsely, "And...I fell through the ice."

"Good pup, good. Stay awake now," The man muttered.

It must be Mr. Crewel

"She's no longer blue, but she is still quite colorless." A voice said.

"Why does Malleus have to be the one to hold her?" Another asked.

"Malleus is a fae, he can produce more body heat than humans. To warm up safely, she must have shared body heat." The third voice explained.

"(Name), do you feel warmer?" A smooth, deep voice asked above you. You could feel the vibrations of Malleus's voice through his smooth chest.

You nodded, your cheeks unable to warm enough to even send blood to blush. You felt the blanket lift and whimpered at the rush of cold air at your feet.

"Your toes are thankfully no longer a shade of purple, do you feel anything in them?" Mr. Crewel questioned. You felt him pinch your toes and you nodded.

"Just a numbness then, the frostbite isn't severe."

You felt a gloves hand and a bare hand grope around your legs.

"Can you feel my hands?"

You nodded.

"The blood is moving then, very good; you are a strong one." Divus flipped the blanket back onto your legs and feet.

A hand gently shook you awake, yet you didn't realize you had fallen asleep.

"We can't afford you falling asleep, we need to keep you awake to monitor you," Malleus said beside your ear.

You cracked open your sleepy eyes.

Lilia was sitting very close to the bed allowing you to recognize him easily. He was grinning, but the two knights behind him were displeased and uncomfortable about you cuddling their Wakasama nude.

On the other side of the bed were Ace and Deuce with Grimm on the heart suit's lap who for once wasn't teasing you or each other. The Heartslaybul boys were uncharacteristically silent giving you worried stares chewing on your lips or fingers. Grimm was sobbing but you couldn't tell if it was from happiness you were alive or remorse from you dying for several minutes.

Your main focus was on Ace who looked guilty, his arms tucked into his stomach, looking anywhere but you. There was a brush of gauze against your upper arm gaining your attention; Malleus's lower arm was wrapped in bandaging.

"Malleus...you okay?" You wheezed out.

It wasn't hard to breathe, it just felt like talking took all the strength out of you.

"You do not have to worry about me, I made it back to land safely--you were the one who drowned in the ice water."

There was a clicking of shoes and your eyes traveled to Divus with clothing draped over his arm.

"There is no longer a complete need to huddle, she's warm enough to wear clothing to aid her body further," Divus announced.

Malleus nodded and pulled you away to wrap you in the blanket like it was a shawl. He stood from the bed revealing that he did at least have boxers on—thank god. Lilia handed him his pants and he nonchalantly slipped them on then and there. Divus set the clothes down on the bed beside you

"Let's discuss outside to give her privacy," Divus ordered.

The guys nodded and Malleus gave you a worried look as he slipped on his collared shirt.

"Will you be fine dressing by yourself?" Lilia asked, politely.

"I'll be fine." You nodded.

"Do not try to stand up pup, there's a good chance you might collapse." Divus reminded.

Ace gave you a glance for the first time before leading the way out. It was hard but you managed to slither your leggings up your legs. It was like getting into skinny jeans in the morning after you just woke up but you didn't want to get out of bed. The only issue was you were shivering so much it was harder. Your cold, numb fingers weren't very nimble, and struggled with hooking the straps of your bra.

At last, you slipped on the socks but you still felt rather chilly. You waited for a couple of minutes for them to return but soon you grew impatient from your fatigue. You wrapped the blanket around you before placing your feet on the floor. The second you applied pressure a sharp pain traveled through your toes when you pressed them to the floor, but you wanted to go see them. You avoided the pain by walking on the backs of your feet and gripping onto anything stable enough to support you.

Your legs trembled violently but you had gone so far the door was closer than your bed. At last, you arrived at the entrance where Mr. Crewel was explaining recovery plans.

"I still recommend to continue to warm them, but in gentle ways. Not direct, intense heat. Their toes are still a bit cold so they would probably experience pain walking. I would recommend soaking their feet in warm water--not hot."

The door creaked open as you stumbled out.

"Pup! What are you doing standing?" The teacher snapped.

"I just wanted to..." You honestly didn't have a very good reason other than you were impatient.

Malleus pulled you to him just seconds before your legs collapsed beneath you. Your breathing was shuddering along with your body from how violently shivering you were.

"Don't be so dumb--you're in no shape to wander! You will rest in bed for a couple of days--no strenuous work. This especially includes sledding," Divus ordered.

"We will make sure she rests up!" Lilia nodded, his voice just as stern, "She should be safer at the Diasomnia Dormitories than her own."

Divus nodded, "Make it so. Howl for me if she worsens and obeys my recommendations."

The teacher gave you an almost empathetic gaze. "Do get well soon (Name), I cannot afford one of my puppies to become ill."

That was the most empathy anyone was going to get out of Mr. Crewel.

Lilia beamed at you, "Bundle her up and let's get going then..."

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