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chiquititaosita · 1 year

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if you can, could you write op monster trio with a sick reader? (pre-chopper joining the team)

ive been sick for the past week and one piece has turned into my comfort anime, and i still have a lonv way to go haha

thank you in advance, hope you're having a nice day!

i got you my darling! im just recovering from being sick three weeks ago. (Sinus and chest congestion) please get some rest and remember to try and rest as much as possible. good luck (I’m still getting there with you :) )

Fluff, cute shit. And just vibing

Monster trio with a sick reader (pre- chopper joining)

Luffy

- don’t get me started 😭

- he’s going to want you to rest. Even if you’re feeling fine. He’s going to make sure you’re being taken care for by sanji (since luffy says his soups can help a cold)

-“ NO y/n.. rest.” he’ll say it in a stern like tone

- Out of the times he was serious outside OF FIGHTING

- he’s only harsh on you when you’re sick because he loves you that’s why.

-“I want you to rest! So you can get stronger!”

-“so when you’re strong enough ! I’ll be able to protect you.” He grins as he’s nuzzling your face.

- “hey y/n! how are you feeling?” He’ll walk in with a happiest grin on his face.

- if he doesn’t sleep in your quarters that night or during those nights. When he wakes up you’re the very first person on top of his brain.

-he’ll sometimes surprise you with drawings (I think he draws stick figures sometimes lol) “look what I made you!”-

-“see it’s you me and the treasure we found!”

-“what’ are those other people right there?” You pointed at that pft of the drawing.

-“oh that’s zoro with his swords and sanji smoking a cigarette, nami is there stealing the money. That’s ussopp shooting a cannon. Oh look that’s robin not giving a-“ you love how creative he is.

- when you get better he lets you do more tasks just to stimulate your brain.

- recovery is just him being excited because he knows you’re being loved and cared for

Zoro

-“woah you okay?”

- “y-yeah I’m fi-fine.” you replied in between coughs.

-ngl zoro will drop everything to protect you.

-“you have to rest.. dummy.” he’ll flick in your forehead because you’re a stubborn pendeja

-“noooo i Can get up..” you fell as he picked you up for almost fainting. It had been a few hours since you passed out, and zoro periodically checked up on you everyday. but today felt different.

-zoro went to go and see you. That was until he noticed a blonde male with curly eyebrows humming and holding a dish going into the same direction he’s going to.

-“what’s that for?” Zoro referred to the dish

-“oh this is for Y/n Chan! I heard she was sick, so I made her some soup to cheer her up” he mentioned, and asked why zoro was going to see you

-“I’m checking on her… that’s all.” He blushed lightly, looking away.

-“ you know ever since she came on the sunny. You’ve gotten soft.” Sanji snickered as he was keeping his laughter down.

“Why I outta—-“ he’s just going to argue with him usually but today he had no energy for that.

-“forget it. I guess you’re right I just really care about her you know .” The moss head huffed as he was given the dish.

- “shit I gotta finish dinner!- give this to y/n chwan will you?!” Sanji literally ran off to the kitchen just as zoro made it to your door.

“Oi, y/n Can I come in?” zoro poked his head out of the door.

-“ it’s open.” you mumbled as you were bundled into the blankets. You smelled the soup and poked your head out.

-“hey.. how are you feeling?” he placed the dish of soup down on the little table near you, and gazed upon you. Zoro had missed your face. He hated seeing you feeling unwell, and miserable.

-“I’m okay. Just bored…sick and out of my mind….what’s that for.?” You pointed at the soup

-“curly made you dinner and wanted you to eat first. He said he hopes you feel better.” He rolled his eyes over the words about a certain cook. You couldn’t help but chuckle

-“awe that’s sweet of him. But what about you?” You gestured him to come lay with you, and he plopped himself onto your warm body, clinging onto you like a little koala.

-“ why did you come back? I thought you were training.” you hugged him as he laid on top of you, he hadn’t thought about it like that. Zoro just missed hearing your voice motivating him to keep going, seeing your smile, hearing your voice, especially seeing you looking adorable when mad or yelling. Annoying him while training.

- Literally you were like his personal chihuahua. It just didn’t feel the same without your presence near him. Especially when y’all took naps together after training or if y’all just felt lazy.

-“i- well- um. I finished early. it was just..that I like- training with you more. It was annoying to not hear you yell my name ‘zoro this zoro that zoro can we take a break my boobs hurt?’ ‘Zoro carry me. Zo-Chan hold my hand. ‘“ he mocked your voice and it made you laugh as you nuzzled into it.

-“Awee so you did miss me..” you nuzzled him, as he pulled himself up to hug you in the bed.

-“don’t push it..” he rolled his eyes as he kissed the top of your head.

-“I love you.”

-“ I love you too you big goof.” You sighed happily as you knew you were the luckiest woman on earth.

Sanji

- now him HEHEHEHE OMG

- the minute he noticed you were sick, you missed breakfast and you never EVER MISS BREAKFAST! You get up around the same time as sanji.

- “y/n- my loveee! It’s time to get up!!” He sang as he tried to wake you up from you quarters.

-“ really? It’s too early .” you coughed into your fist. You sounded very congested, and your eyes looked so puffy. Your natural bed head with your textured mane, all over the place. he was in awe of how beautiful you sounded in the morning!!

-Sanji immediately gasped as he heard your voice. “Oh no! My Angel! You’re sick!! please lay down to rest! Your prince is going to take care of you!!” he kissed the top of your head, placing your tea near the night stand.

“S-sanji i’m f-fine!!” You tried to push him off your shoulders that was until you ran to the bathroom. acid reflux! or even food poisoning DUN DUN DUN. You must’ve felt like your guts were being rearranged and not the good kind. Luckily it was not sanjis cooking. Because he would’ve been crushed. It was someone else’s leftovers from the previous island you brought in.

-he immediately ran after you, patting your back. “It’s okay, darling. Let it out. you’ll be okay.” He’ll gently pull away your hair out of your face. when you finished throwing up you began to wash up. You went to the kitchen to see if you could put up your cup of tea and wash it.

-that was originally the plan until your blonde man put his hand over your hand, disposing his cigarette immediately after seeing you in sweatpants and a big baggy tshirt. His eyes go into heart shapes.

- “You look adorable as ever.” He coos and pinches your cheeks. you rolled your eyes at him.

-“oh hush your face babe. ..” you mumbled as he embraced you.

-“let me wash that cup for you. Go sit down I’ll make you a plate ” he kissed your cheeks, and booped your nose then forcing your stubborn ass to sit down, after taking your empty cup of tea away from you. you just loved how he shook his hips and sang a little song about you making your plate. it’s one of the reasons you fell in love with him.

-“are you singing [song name]??” You giggled

“Yup!!! Because it’s your fault! You got it stuck.in . My. Head.” He poked you jokingly and lovingly at the end of each syllable. Serving you a cup of fruits and sweets.

-“oh shut up you!! how was breakfast?” You asked him as you were tracing the table cloth, sitting in your seat. You’re not even used to the princess treatment that he’s been giving you.

-“ it was good, I already told everyone you weren’t feeling well, they went off the ship already to gather resources and meds to make sure you feel better” you smiled at him already as he made you some avocado toast, taking a bite of the dishes your face lit up, as you did a little happy dance.

- you know when the food is delicious when you do a happy dance when you eat.

- “Oh my how this is amazing.I’m so happy I can taste your food!” you smiled at him with a little sniffle

-“oh y/n merolineee! the way you compliments me takes me a few steps from ascending into heaven.”

- yes overall Sanji best boy to take care of you during pre chopper era.

#one piece imagines #sanji x fem reader #sanji x latina reader #sanji fluff #one piece x reader #sanji x y/n #zoro x reader #pirate hunter zoro #luffy x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro imagine #zoro fluff #luffy fluff #straw hat luffy

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wazzappp · 2 months

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FINALLY. FUCKING FINALLY FINISHED JESUS CHRIST.

Ok so. Heres the general breakdown for attack types:

Basic attacks: These attacks just use the weapons that manifest during their magical girl transformation. Theres no limit to using these. They don't utilize all that much magic but are still effective because the weapons are technically MADE of magic.

Ult attacks: Utilize more magic and have a recharge time of about 5 to 10 minutes (which is a pretty long time in a fight). They can only be used after quite a bit of practice, as they require the ability to channel a lot of magic in a short amount of time. A familiar and their person must be able to work together in order for it to be effective. The familiar has to be capable of funneling the magic to the caster, and the caster has to have experience CASTING it.

Specialized spells: Each one of these attacks is different from person to person. These don't necessarily have to be attacks, they can also be defenses or evasions. These are usually the most difficult for a caster to master and take even more magic than the Ult attacks. A magical girl typically uses it the first time on accident, during the heat of the moment where they are desperately drawing on more magic to defend themselves. After that it is a concentrated effort to cast these spells. It's usually a signifier that the magic is starting to settle in them and that they're ready to cast more. The recharge time for these spells is 10 to 15 minuites.

The recharge time for casting spells will decrease the more a caster is composed of magic... which is a post for later lmao. As much as I would love to get into the fun ship of Theseus glitter body horror in this post it would just take to long lmao but its COMIN EVENTUALLY I PROMISE.

Johnny is an excellent fighter because of his POWER and his RANGE. He's best suited to fighting merged ghosts because it's one big target to aim a lot of power at. His Ult spirals out from around him and can help prevent him from getting caught if a bunch of separate ghosts try to swarm him. The downside is that its harder to direct, and he's in danger of hitting teammates if they're in his range (which I said earlier is pretty large). His specialized spell conjures essentially a cannon of fire, which he can aim wherever he pleases. His magical recharge time is slightly shorter than he norm, and he strikes me as the type of person who would use them IMMIDIETLY after he recharges.

Johnny has trouble if he doesen't have enough room to move his Scythe around. He works best in big open spaces. Hallways and elevators and the like are a BIG nope.

Robbie is unique among the other ghost fighters because 1. He's the least experienced and 2. He probably has the MOST trouble getting along with his familiar (I cant see him and Eli getting along in any fuckin universe tbh). Because of this he's not as adept at channeling large amounts of magic. When he does try at an Ult attack it usually has a much smaller effect than the others (see top right with him swinging his hammer). This means he focuses mostly on non magical attacks; having two modes to use his hammers (regular and on the end of chains to give him range). He's not as powerful so he has to be more CREATIVE. His magical recharge time is about what I described at the top.

He fights best at close range and can use his chained hammers to drag enemies that are usually too far away closer to him (GET OVER HEREEEE fuck yeah mortal kombat). His big weakness is that his smaller weapons dont allow him to block as easily, so he needs to focus on dodging or using his specialized spell, teleporting, to get out for the way (mostly dodging though. he's not great at teleporting). He HAS to stay aware of his surroundings or he could get surprised very easily.

Im gonna need. A whole nother post to try and figure out how the charger fits into all this lmao.

Dannyyyy!!! His funky moon staff was so fun for me to think about. One idea that I thought of after getting everything drawn is him sticking it around a ghosts neck and using it to guide them around and use that ghost as a shield. He has similar weakness to Johnny in that he needs space to move and cast spells. His arm guards make him just the littlest bit more able to block attacks but he still primarily uses his staff to stop attacks from going through (most of the others do. Yayyyyyy spinny capabilities).

@moosemonstrous made the WONDERFUL suggestion of his specialized spell being THROWS ACID ON YOU THROWS SO MUCH FUCKING ACID ON YOU REDUCED YOU TO YOUR BASE ELEMENTS GET FUCKED NERD GET ACIDED cause of his green era lmfao. He really REALLY does not enjoy this and uses it as little as possible. His magic recharge time is also just a little shorter.

@rokhal YOUUUUU. You mentioned Frank having time manipulation like Homura from Madoka Magica and it spawned this whole class of spell I blame you for this.

Frank has the most experience with magical girling by FAR and its very apparent in his fighting style. He sometimes uses the magic manifested by preparing his Ult without actually COMPLETING the spell which is like. Fighting with RPG backblast in magical girl world.

Franks staff is more infused with magic than the other fighters weapons, which allows him to manipulate its length (Robbie does something to a similar effect with his chains at the cost of his magical attacks not being as strong. Frank has no such limits lol).

His specialized spell stops time for about 5 minutes. If he extends himself he can sometimes push this time longer but it is VERY tiring. He also has to be REALLY careful of his team mates movements. Positioning some metal shards for a ghost to fall onto is all well and good, unless Robbie manages to teleport directly onto it. His recharge time is much MUCH shorter than the others, it usually only takes him 2 minutes to recharge an Ult and 7 minutes to recharge his specialized spell (though that time does increase the more he uses it, so there are still consequences for expending that much magic)

ALSO CREDIT TO MOOSE AGAIN for starting the idea to have all of them be. Sort of afraid? of their specialized spells. Johnny is terrified that he will somehow manage to literally burn the, surprisingly sort of happy, life he's built to the ground. Robbie is scared one day he'll just pop out of existence entirely. That he'll just go to teleport and get stuck in the weird inbetween space of being composed of magic and thought without real form forever. Danny is almost too afraid to go near people while his spell is active because Please Jesus Christ don't get dissolved please please. Fuck this acid ability fuck it fuck this. Frank's is a nightmare and a dream in one. What if he finds a time so nice, so happy, that he just freezes it and gives everything he has to stay there forever? It's been so long since he's had a family. What if he cant bear to let this one go?

#drempen I promise the 'everyone falling flat on their face and slamming into asphalt' is still happening its just coming a little later #now i can get to the glitter body horror as a little treat before jumping into familiar lore lets go lets goooooooo #I need it out of my head dude i need it OUT.#ghost rider magical girl au #my art #sketch #robbie reyes #johnny blaze #danny ketch #frank castle #ghost rider #thank you for screaming about this with me mooseeeeeee it was very productive #okok I have asks to answer and @s to respond too now that this monster is out of the way like jesus christ

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lifmera · 2 months

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hazbin/helluva (one for each) matchup for an acearospec he/they/it with massive audhd swag (masc leaning attraction ways)

i love art and fiction, both as the audience and artist/author,

especially collaborative storytelling like roleplay or improv!!!!

and i love to use my artistic skills to make things for others.. or myself. alot of the time just myself. theres probably a reason im called an egotist

im very creative imaginative or whatever and daydreaming isnt an oddity. or just getting stuck in my head re-narrating the same idea over and over.

im known to have a large vocabulary but if you ask me what any of the words mean i cant tell you (i know im using them right but i learn all my words via inferencing rather than precise definition)

hidden role games are my bread and butter (think mafia,,, or among us)

in the past i made for a very convincing serial killer. take that how you will

i can also get well enough into character to genuinely provoke tears in an acting scenario. though im a quick crier regardless so that doesnt say much

I'm very over the top "fashion"-wise wearing bright garish eccentric colours.

this overbearingly true to my selfness extends to basically every facet of my being which is only balanced out by how god damn low energy i am (chronic pain ass mfer)

I'm probably cold blooded, put me under a heatlamp idk

id say that i bite but im too germophobic for that shit

thank you :]

HEY HEY!!

I didn’t pair you up w Velvette… only cus i wasn’t sure if you were gay or just prefer men!

I’ve decided to pair you with…. BLITZØ & VOX

He’d probably force you to do some pony role play with him. Please do it- he just loves his ponies :(

ALSO DRAW HIM PONIES!! OR TEACH HIM?? He had to pay so much for art classes, just for him to still suck…

He want’s to hear your thoughts most of the time. He’s like.. “whats going on inside their head rn…?”

He’d think you are a little like Stolas using big words- but he’d be impressed. He’d probably ask you to help him increase his vocabulary so he can actually sound more intimidating and boss like.

Serial killer? Join the IMPS :) they only have like 3 other people anyways.

Well enough character?? Lure in the clients like Loona did??? SIGN HIM UP!!! He’s already offering you a job.

Roleplay…. Games? He’d probably ask wtf is that, but then enjoy it sm. Probably asks moxxie and millie to play in their free time.

He’d be surprised you are wearing bright colors!! Usually people in hell wear all red, black, white and pink.

He’s definitely think you’d get along with Loona, so he was like “perfect lover?!!? Esp if they might become close to my daughter?!?”

Ok, VOX time!!

If you are able to Improv… it’d be perfect… you can help him manipulate people…

Especially being able to cry on spot??! If you can act he’d probably bring you everywhere- and you’d join the face of the company.

He’d need someone with a creative imagination to help him come up with new/more ideas for vox tech. Eventually he might run out.

Your large vocabulary would also help him out a ton. You can help write scripts for him, and act them out that’ll make everything sound WAYYY convincing!

Serial Killer? Join the Vees x2!!! They need someone, esp against Alastor.

Fashion? Thank god! You’d get along with Velvette!!! And he wouldn’t have to worry about you not getting accepted into the Vee’s.

Hope this was okay!

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stratossphere · 1 year

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I need a rockstar boyfriend fic of Ville please, im begging

on stage | v.v

you’re in the crowd of one of ville’s concerts, and you just can’t help yourself.

warnings: mentions reader being drunk, fluff in general, a tiny glance of suggestive content

word count: 3.4k

a/n: saw this pic on pinterest, and it made me think of this ask. hope you enjoy :)

taglist: @asskickedbygirl (lmk if you want to be added!)

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"I love you Ville! You're so fucking hot!" The girl next to you screamed again just as the song the band was playing faded out into quiet, clearly trying to get a rise out of your boyfriend who was about ten feet away on stage. You and Bam both shared yet another look, breaking out in snorting laughter despite the fact that you could barely hear each other over the noise around you.

"You should start screaming like that! Throw your bra at him or something!" Bam called in your ear, motioning to where Ville was lighting his cigarette and laughing at something Mige was saying. That was a genius idea, and you started laughing once again as he introduced it to you. It was fun to fuck with Ville even when he was on stage on the rare occasion that you were actually in the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Hope your panties are getting wet by now." Ville crooned into the microphone over the sound of your scheming plan, his eyes glancing only momentarily to yours to make sure that you and Bam were still there before he was looking out over the crowd that then erupted in cheers at his crude words. He could've asked everyone around you to squat and spread and they probably would've done it. Bam included.

Once he looked away, you quickly fumbled your bra off, slipping it out of the side of the tank top you were wearing and holding it victoriously up to Bam. The best part was, Ville had been very intently watching you get dressed that morning, so you knew he was going to know exactly whose it was. Score.

So, you then yanked your arm back as far as you could get it, summoned all of the strength you had inside of you, and then chucked your bra forward. And, to your pleasant surprise, you managed to nail your boyfriend almost directly in the face with it in a moment of impeccable aim. You would've paid to have a picture of the look on his face at that moment.

Ville's voice halted to a stop at being hit with a bra, and then he started laughing that hyena laugh that you loved so much as he held the bra up to the crowd.

"You dirty bastards! Have some decency!" He guffawed, a smirk on his face as he spoke to the still-screaming crowd. Then, you watched with a smirk on your face as he studied the bra a little closer, his smile fading slightly before recognition flashed in his eyes and his gaze immediately snapped down to you. He held up the bra accusingly.

"This better not be yours." He was staring directly at you as he spoke into the microphone. All eyes immediately turned in yours and Bam’s direction due to the fact, and all they could see was the both of you laughing your asses off before you let out the loudest cheer you could possibly muster.

"I love you Ville Valo!" You screamed, jumping up and down and grinning like an idiot while you whooped because he was chuckling with an exasperated look on his face. He held up your bra higher to give everyone else in the crowd a better look.

"That is my beautiful girlfriend. Who is screaming and throwing items of clothing at me." Ville announced, pointing down to you and shaking his head with a good-natured grin on his face. Usually you didn't really like to draw attention to yourself when you attended Ville's concerts, because usually Ville's die-hard, hopelessly in love fans weren't a huge fan of his real-life girlfriend, but you were admittedly a little drunk. You could never understand why they saw you as competition instead of someone who was just as obsessed with him as they were. You couldn't help the fact that you just happened to be able to fuck him whenever you wanted to as an added bonus. “And I bought this fucking bra.”

You cheered again at his introduction, flipping him off with the hand that wasn't holding a beer at the same time just for the fun of it. And Bam only added in on the fun.

"Put it on! Put it on! Put it on!" He started to chant as loudly as he could, jabbing a finger at the bra still hanging off of Ville's index finger. You laughed again before joining in, chanting just as loud as your friend before the people in your immediate vicinity slowly joined in with the both of you. You probably wouldn't have been encouraging this if you hadn't been drinking, but oh well. It's not like Ville was sober, either.

Ville clearly heard all of you, and he shook his head while laughing as he inspected your bra. You definitely knew he knew how to take off a bra, but clearly he had no idea how to put one on. Talents only fell in certain places, you supposed.

"Alright, fucker. Get up here and put it on me." He motioned for you to come up, and as much fun as that sounded, you weren't sure how you were going to make it over the barrier considering how much alcohol was in your system. You gave him a helpless look, then watched as he impatiently motioned for Bam to help you before you were being offered a hand and then hoisted up so that you were standing on the barrier. Ville took over from there, reaching out his hand and then shouting for you to jump before you were standing on the stage next to him on shaky feet in front of thousands of people.

"You're such an asshole. I'm gonna look so drunk in pictures." You complained once you were close enough for him to hear you, beaming despite when he handed you back your own bra. Everybody in the crowd was basically screeching by this point, and you silently wondered if you being within five feet of the man you shared a bed with every night was really that big of a deal.

"Good thing you look hot when you're drunk." He reassured, gently taking the beer that you still had in your hand and taking a long swig as he turned around, both so that you could put your bra on him and so that he was facing the microphone before beginning to talk again. "You are all witnessing crossdressing live! Clap, applaud, and all of that sort!"

You were laughing your ass off as you helped him get your bra on before beginning to attempt clipping it shut despite the fact that you were super drunk and Ville wouldn't stop moving around as he shouted into his microphone. Finally, when you got the last clip done, you stepped around him, turning him towards the audience and eliciting a whole new round of cheering as you presented Ville Valo himself in your lacy red and black bra to the thousands of people in the audience. You could just make out Bam laughing so hard he was almost crying.

Ville was still drinking your beer, and he threw his arms in the air and let out a cheer that almost spilled it right on you as a result. The bra obviously didn't fit, and the band was really tight around him, which made you a little worried that he was going to snap the band of your favorite bra if he kept lifting his arms over his head like that.

"Now! Once for good luck before we continue to the next song!" Ville spoke into the microphone once more before he was turning to you, grabbing your face in both of his hands, and then kissing you passionately. There was enough force behind his lips to where you had to wrap an arm tightly around his waist to save yourself from falling backwards, kissing him back just as passionately with one hand cupping his sweaty cheek.

He kissed you until he seemed satisfied with the amount of spit you had transferred and gotten all over both of your mouths, anything you tried to say to each other drowned out by the hysterical noise from the crowd before he finally let his tight grip on you go lax.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Missus!" He called into the microphone before giving you one last kiss on your cheek and then motioning for Bam to come back up to the barrier so that he could transfer you back down. His lips dipped to your ear as he followed you towards the edge of the stage. "You behave yourself down there, woman."

"Yeah, yeah. You keep your tits in that bra." You retorted, pressing a quick last-minute kiss to his lips despite his unimpressed look at your words before you allowed him to help you back down onto the barrier before you essentially jumped down on Bam.

"You two are so gross." Bam said as soon as you were close enough to hear him over the noise around you as Ville started into the next song, wrinkling his nose at you and Ville’s (very) public display of affection. You just cheered again in his face, flipping him off.

Being the lead singer's girlfriend was really fun.

—

Ville wore your bra for the entire rest of the concert. Not once did he even touch it, and you were actually kind of shocked the clasp had never snapped with how long it had been strained around him.

When the concert was finally over and you were given the okay to go backstage and find the band considering you and Bam were both staying on the tour bus with them for the night, Bam immediately dipped in favor of going up to where the band was starting the after-concert partying on the bus. Ville had been held behind for an interview, and you knew he was still going to be in the backstage dressing room, so that's exactly where you headed.

However, when you knocked on the door just in case, you got no response. You frowned slightly, wanting mostly to just sit down for a few minutes considering you’d been drinking heavily for the past four hours or so and you were a little tired, instead deciding to just come in anyway.

Ville was nowhere to be seen in the small dressing room, but you could hear a shower running in the back, and you sighed in relief at knowing that he was in fact still there. And in the shower, on top of that. He'd been sweaty even when you’d been up on stage with him, and there had been another hour to the concert after that where he'd been cooking in the heat while running all over the stage. You loved him to death, but his post-concert smell in summer wasn't exactly your favorite.

"Your bra is on the couch!" Ville called from the bathroom where the door was half-open, the sound of a bottle clicking open coming soon after he spoke. You made a face as you came into the bathroom.

"Ugh. I'm not wearing that after you sweated all over it." You chuckled as soon as you saw him, because he was obviously taller than the shower curtain, and you could see his pretty green eyes over the top of the shower rod. "Hi, handsome."

"Do you see how fucking short this stupid shower is?" He complained immediately, pulling the shower curtain back just far enough for you to see the fact that he had to dip his head down considerably in order for the water to hit his hair. You peeled the curtain back a little further with a coy grin on your face, and that same look immediately spread to his features. "Perfect height for you, actually."

"We cannot take forever." Despite your warning, you were already peeling off your slightly-sweaty clothing (still sans-bra), leaving a pile on top of your shoes before stepping into the shower after him where he had the curtain peeled back for you. "I'm surprised you showered."

"Why thank you." He scoffed, his tone raised as if he was offended by your words despite the fact that he had a habit of not doing so when you weren't with him on tour. "I like to be presentable when my beautiful woman is around, if you don't mind."

You just laughed and then reached up to cup his cheek just as he dipped down, kissing him sloppily as one of his arms circled around your hips. He then pulled back from the kiss, an amused look on his face.

"How many beers did you drink, spitfire?" He teased, clearly referring to the way you were kissing him. You ran a finger over the deep red lines left on his ribs from wearing a too-tight bra, smiling up at him and shrugging.

"Six." It might've been seven. One of the perks of knowing the band was that you got to keep a personal case of beer on the other side of the barrier. He kissed you again, lips trailing from your cheek down to your jaw and then finally to your throat.

"Good girl. I'm proud." He then broke away, leaving you with a pout on your lips and wanting more. "Stop distracting me. I'm trying to shower."

Well it was a good thing he invited you in with him, then. You couldn't have physically been rolling your eyes harder.

By the time you both got out of the shower, Ville's thick eyeliner and eyeshadow had run and smeared all around his eyes, and he looked exactly like a goth going through a breakup. So, you set to work on making him look like an acceptable member of society.

"You should throw your clothes at me on stage more often. Next time wear that thong with like, an inch of fabric on it." Ville suggested as you crouched beside him on the couch to clean up his eyes, holding his chin between your fingers so that he didn't move around. You rolled your eyes.

"You gonna wear that, too?" You asked dryly, letting out a heavy sigh at the fact that he always had to choose the eye makeup that stuck to his skin the hardest. He would've been completely fine with just leaving it like that until it eventually just faded on its own, but he had to look clean at some point in his life.

"Oh yeah. That will really make all the ladies want me." He shot back, a satisfied smirk on his face at his own words. For what felt like the millionth time, you rolled your eyes.

"You are so funny, you know that?" If looks could kill. At your sarcastic tone, all he did was just smile and nod.

"Yes, so I've been told." He squeezed his arm a little tighter where it was wrapped comfortably around your drawn-up knees, leaning further towards you despite the fact that you were still trying to clean off his face. "Give me a kiss."

"Promise you’ll wear a thong, but only when we get back home, and then I'll give you a kiss." You had that same satisfied smirk on your face as you played his game better than he could, leaning away from him and pausing your efforts on his eyes. He immediately frowned.

"Why do you have to be like that?" In the face of his obvious pouting you just laughed, one hand on his shoulder to steady yourself as you essentially laughed at your own words. When you finally got ahold of yourself enough to give him a look that told him you were indeed serious, he let out a deep huff. "Fine. Whatever."

"Good boy." That was just for a little cherry on top as you gave him his requested kiss, only to get a stubborn peck in response before he leaned away so that you couldn't kiss him any more than that. You tried not to laugh again. "Come on! Don't be like that. I want a kiss."

"Well I don't want one any more." Once again, he huffed, and you really would've believed his whole attitude had you not known him better than that. You moved your hand from where you were still holding his head in place and carded your fingers through his damp hair.

"I love you. Don't be a grouch." A futile request, considering that was about 90% of his personality, but it never hurt to try. He was looking away from you out of clear protest, but his gaze was forced to find yours once again when you slid into his lap. "I was kidding." Kind of.

"Good. I was crossing my fingers when I said yes." See? What a fucking grouch. You gave him a look while his lips just twitched into the beginnings of a grin again, his arms wrapping tightly around you as he leaned forward to press his chest into yours. "Keep making that face. You look hot."

"Oh my god. Shut up." You were starting to brew the idea of cleaning all the smeared black makeup off of his face except for a tiny little dick shape to leave on his skin for the rest of the night if he kept it up. He did shut up then, instead giving you the kiss you had requested whilst simultaneously basically bear-hugging you.

You inhaled his scent as you kissed him, hands sliding under the collar of the shirt that he had put on after getting out of the shower. You were only with him for a few more days before you had to fly back home for work (while, of course, Bam got to stay), and you were soaking up every single minute you got with him as a way to make up for it.

Finally, after you were both getting to the point of ragged breathing with your hand down Ville's shirt and his hand up yours, you suddenly remembered your rule not to take forever, and you regrettably broke the kiss.

"We should go up before they come down here to get you." You mumbled partially against his lips, hating yourself for having to say it as he massaged your hip bones under the waistband of your jeans. He sighed but non-verbally agreed, letting you get up off of him before he got up after you.

"You drive me insane, you know that?" He muttered as he caught you with his hand on your hip, pulling you back towards him with a love-drunk look on his face. You smiled, leaning your chest into his.

"If you keep calling me 'the Missus' when you talk about me to thousands of people, they're going to start thinking I’m your wife." You pointed out, only smiling more at the way he was biting his lip as he looked down at you.

"Good. You will be someday." He said without a hint of hesitation, pressing kisses to your cheek and moving over to quickly kiss your lips before he broke away to grab his pack of cigarettes from where he'd left it on the vanity table that was on the far side of the room. "As soon as you stop asking me to wear thongs."

"Ugh. You are so lame." You complained as you grabbed your bra off the couch, trying to ignore the fact that you could feel that it was still soaked with sweat. And, of course, there was no way to do laundry on tour. "Live a little."

"Yep. There goes ‘Y/n Valo’. Never to be heard of again." Ville replied airily, his voice coming out muffled as he lit the cigarette he had just stuck between his lips. You were trying to act annoyed, but you could only laugh.

"Fine! I'll wait until after we're married." Work smarter, not harder. He just shot you a dirty look as he joined you by the door, taking your hand in his and lacing your fingers together as he opened the door with his free hand. You’d cleaned up most of the makeup off of his face, but you’d left him enough to keep the dark and brooding look going, so his glare looked even darker as he looked down at you.

"You are so goddamn lucky that you're beautiful."

#ville valo #ville hermanni valo #ville valo x reader #ville valo fic #HIM #his infernal majesty #bam margera #jackass imagine #jackass mtv #jackass movie #jackass #mige amour #asks <3

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sailorshadzter · 5 months

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im late to the party & didnt get to do all the prompts

but i had to do this one. any excuse for me to rewrite this scene ill take lol

@zutaraweek / day7: forge

She isn’t certain how many times throughout the night she thinks this is madness.

But then his eyes meet hers and she’s set ablaze once more, burning passion that surges her forward, that keeps her pressing on. Through every encounter, through every moment, each one worse than the last. Until finally, after hours of travel, after a lifetime of waiting, she’s brought face-to-face with the man who killed her mother.

And even still, in the very end, she’s left unable to do anything at all. She wonders if that’s proof of her strength, or even her weakness. She knows Aang will be happy, perhaps even proud of her, and she can picture his gray eyes full of relief when he learns she did not take her revenge as she so desperately wanted. And truthfully, deep down beneath the surface of it all, she knows that would have been what her mother wanted as well. The last thing she’d have wanted was for her daughter to become a murderer just because of her.

So, she’s done the right thing, yet she’s feeling strangely empty as they return to the place where they’d left their friends behind.

Dawn is just barely breaking above the horizon when she slides down from Appa, who sinks into place on the shore for a well deserved rest. Katara makes a mental note to find him some apples to feed as her thanks for what he’s done for her over these last few days. Zuko turns her way when she pauses on the dock, but she waves him on, because she just needs some time to herself. And Zuko, somehow understanding her, nods, moving on towards the campsite, perhaps to carefully slip into his usual spot to sleep a few hours before their friends woke and found them returned.

Behind her, she’s unaware that Aang of course wakes at once, and she’s also unaware that Zuko keeps him from coming her way- again, somehow his understanding of her needs is far greater than Aang’s or perhaps even Sokka or Toph. For that, she would someday be thankful.

There on the dock, she sinks onto the edge, kicking her feet into the still blue water, unable to stare into her own reflection. She forces herself to think back through the memories of it all; her mother’s death, the pain of moving on… The anger, no, the hate she had felt for the man and the nation that had taken her from her. For her, the Fire Nation was nothing but evil, corrupt people with no regard for peace nor feeling. But then… Golden eyes appear in her mind and she looks up, surprised, her heart skipping a beat at the thought of the wayward prince. Somehow, Zuko had proven himself to be nothing like who she thought he was. Beyond what he’d done for her (not to mention saving her life more than once) he’d been fighting alongside them this whole time. And she supposes, it is easy to lose your way, to lose your faith… Hadn’t she just done the very same thing?

And who brought her back… Him.

The sound of approaching footsteps alerts her and she looks up and over her shoulder, unsurprised to see the very subject of her thoughts standing there. Almost as if her thoughts had summoned him, he stands there with a sheepish look on his face, cheeks tinted red as he runs a hand through his hair. “Katara… I…” He says quietly, watching as she rises up to her feet, closing the gap between them.

“You know…” She begins, shifting from one foot to the other, blue eyes rising up to meet gold. “I’m not ready to forgive that man for what he did, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to,” she admits, thinking of the old man he’d become, unlike the man she recalled from her memories. “But I think I am ready to forgive you.” She reaches for him then, embracing him in a way she’s never embraced anyone in her entire life. Though he startles at first, she feels his arms wind around her waist a moment later, drawing her in just a tiny bit closer. He’s warm, she notes, warmer than she expects him to be.

A moment later when she’s drawing away, she can’t help but to keep a hand to his arm, giving it a tender squeeze. In this moment, they both know one thing and one thing alone: something new has been forged from this embrace, from this encounter together. Something stronger than steel, something neither of them has ever experienced before.

It would be something everlasting.

#zutara #zutara week #zutara week 2023 #zuko x katara #my writing #i wrote this

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itstokkii · 3 months

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hi! could you talk more about gerkor? it's a ship i hadnt thought a lot about before but your drawings of them are making me interested!! what do like about them and/or what headcanons do you have?

first off thank you for sending this ask!!! i'd love to talk more about gerkor!!

both germany and south korea share a lot of similarities, the main one being that they're the youngest out of their sibling pair, with the older one being separated from them due to the imperialist forces of the us and ussr.

i like to imagine they'd both find comfort in each other that they can't find in their neighbors due to WW2 and before then. both are resentful towards the allies for their respective partitions. they'd both plan to leave the nations' meeting afterparties/galas early and just go home to cuddle. sure korea pulled up to the party bc america dragged her over but she's leaving with germany because they're playing board games at his place.

i've also heard of people calling gerkor the "river pair" because they both experienced a boom in economics and development, with korea's being called the "miracle on the han river" and germany's being called the "miracle on the rhine."

in the modern day, they'd both be workaholics(more like they have to, esp korea with our record of a 60hr workweek lol) but with different ways to relax and unwind after work.

korea will drag germany along to the best korean grilling restaurants, sometimes she'll take him to karaoke(where germany slowly loses his mind as korea slowly loses her voice), and sometimes they'll order delivery food and drink flavored soju(germany's the first to tap out) as they binge watch netflix.

though germany would initially be surprised that korea would have to go to work dinners(회식) after work in the evenings. He insists on coming around the end of it and being her ride home. it's weird to him because shouldn't work stay in the office?

germany leaves work about 1 or 2 hours earlier than korea(4~6PM), and sometimes even earlier on fridays. he cooks dinner until she arrives home, to which they both eat. Then they spend time together(playing video games, baking, watching a movie, what are other things couples do at home,)

its interesting because both germany and south korea are associated with the work culture, and yet they're both on two different areas of the spectrum. if korea comes home tired from work, they both take a nap(or just sleep, given that it's maybe about 8 or 9 as she comes home due to traffic).

germany sometimes gets irked with the way korea randomly drags him along somewhere when she's feeling bored("im bored lets go shopping") tell him at least a day in advance im soojin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he's still completely floored every time her age comes up. she's just a 2000 year old nation cosplaying as a 20 year old. hes only just about 150....

as per the small doodle i did, i do think south korea is maybe that big push to finally convince germany to have a skincare routine. all of a sudden his skin glows brighter than usual, and others are able to recognize the difference the moment he steps into the meeting room.

she loves gift giving and will regularly have at least a few gifts ready for him when he visits, ranging from luxury goods to giftcards to plushies. he does this as well, but mostly likes to gift her things that are practical and personal. if she really liked that german snack he gave her last time, he's sure to give her more as a gift.

they both love hiking and absolutely will go on hiking dates. korea is generally a very mountainous region, so there's plenty of mountains and hills to check off the list!

she likes hugging and holding hands in public. when they're waiting in line for whatever reason, she'll wrap her arms around his waist and wait that way. i can see germany not necessarily being a fan of that, aso she's had to limit her pda sometimes.

has joined germany for oktoberfest before and despite 1000 years experience of drinking, become absolutely wasted. neither of them were able to drive that night.

sometimes she sees the way he dresses and almost dies inside. sandals with socks are for when you take out the trash or a trip to the convenience store, not for...shopping? save the cargo shorts and windbreaker for hiking, not for a picnic!!!!! with the way he shows up to world meetings("it's like you shoved a giant stick up his-" she usually says before she's cut off by germany) she'd expect him to dress in a similar ilk in everyday life, but she has no choice but to accept it...

though sometimes she cheats the system by texting him "we're going somewhere fancy, make sure to dress up semi-formal" and he's sure to show up in an outfit put together with thought.

there's been times where she feels jealousy and anger for how she's been separated from her brother and how that split is regarded as "positive," whereas the partitioning of germany was seen as "negative" and its reunification "positive." she holds no ill will towards germany as most of it was beyond his control, and germany has also expressed support towards a reunified korea in the past(at least, merkel has). but sometimes she sees prussia and germany and can't help but wish that was her and north.

#wow that turned a bit sad at the end #tokkii writes #tokki answers #aph south korea #hws south korea #im soo jin #hws korea #aph korea #aph germany #hws germany #ludwig beilschmidt #gerkor #hetalia #hws #hetalia world stars

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missy-0-piink · 1 year

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I'M GONNA PREFACE THIS BY SAYING THAT I AM ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED W/ THIS ACCOUNT GOD BLESS!! THIS IS GOOD FOOD FOR THE GIRLS AND THE GAYS!! (I am both the girls and the gays)

I AM HUMBLY REQUESTING UR SMUTTY GENIUS BC THIS ACCOUNT ALONGSIDE VERY FEW OTHERS ARE THE ONLY SHIBUSAWA CONTENT THAT I CAN GET AND DESPERATELY WANT 😭😭 So would it be okay if I could ask abt some more smut hcs for Tatsuhiko bc LORD he was fine- I can't stop thinking abt him getting down and dirty w/ u in his Draconia / hybdrid dragon form.. like u just KNOW he'd be so big he'd TEAR U IN HALF 😭 But tbh he could tear me in half at any hour if that's how I go then know that I left happily 🤠

THANK U SO MUCH AND IF U DON'T WANNA ANSWER TO THIS IT'S ALL GOOD BUT THANK U SO MUCH FOR EXISTING LIKE REALLY 💕💕💕

YESSSSS IM SO GLAD THE GIRLS AND THE GAYS FOLLOW, I TOO AM A GIRL AND VERY MUCH GAY

AND THANK YOU FOR EXISTING TOO!!! IT MEANS A LOT WHEN PEOPLE SAY THEY APPRECIATE THIS ACC 😘😘😘😘

Anyways, just some general hc:

His hybrid forms cock is fucking massive

It’s veiny, thicc and the base blends from his skin tone to an angry shade of dark red to the tip

It’s got little ridges on the top going along the length, and it feels fucking amazing when it’s ploughing into you

Even in his normal form, shibusawa is rough and doesn’t hesitate to show his physical power over you in bed

But in his draconian form?

His thrusts are deep and bruising, the tip hitting your cervix and making you flinch in pain each time it does, but then the overwhelming pleasure makes you forget the pain instantly

He likes to man handle you, his claws slightly piercing your skin, little droplets of blood forming before his rough tongue licks them up

In this form, he’s even more primal than he usually is, fucking you with the need to breed you

He always has a lot of cum, and he always cums inside of you,

But so much more floods inside of you when he’s like this, filling you up to the point of overflow

If you grab his horn during sex? It makes him go feral

(More so than he already is, that is)

Also, the noises he lets out?

Fucking so hot

Animalistic grunts and growls, long and deep groans escaping him

His heavy breathing can be felt against your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin before biting down hard enough to draw blood

He can go like, 5 rounds before tiring out, and by the end you’re just a moaning and overstimulated mess

He falls asleep with his dick inside you, making sure to plug all of his semen inside you so you are sure to be bred throughly

And you’re probably going to overheat, because he’ll cuddle you sir hard and close to his chest that you won’t be able to escape his strong grip the entire night

Good luck

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Hope you enjoy it!!!!

Tbh, I’d be surprised if anyone that follows me is straight

(And if you do follow me and you say you’re ‘straight’, lemme just say that denial is a river in Egypt, you are-)

LMAO

Cmon, straight bsd fan? Impossible 😐

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungoustraydogs #shibusawa x reader #shibusawa tatsuhiko

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emerxshiu · 4 months

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kinda spoilers for magolor epilogue

did this at 2am, it was gonna be a animation but i knew i wasn't gonna be able to keep up doing something like this for like, 10 frames or more, so i just left it like a drawing. lately i wasnt really liking anything i was drawing but damm do i really like this one, now all thats left is for me to like my next drawing and not open 30 canvas and only finish one.

i was trying to make my interdimensional magolor gijinka, he doesnt really change that much, except for the ripped parts of his cloak and cape. the energy sphere he has is also a bit broken, but i forgot to add that when making the drawing. my magolor wears one energy sphere, like a necklace, he says it's because its the brightest energy sphere he has, wich, is a lie, but im thinking of explaining this unnecessary headcanon i had come up with just because i thought it'd look cool on him and then decide to give a reason to on another post (i wanna do a comic abt it), if you are wondering about the sclera, i forgot to add it but i was already used to this drawing not having them so i just left it like that.

i also made three versions, this one is my favourite by far, but thats just because im a sucker for bright colors in drawings like these. honestly i was kinda surprised that i liked it, i usually dont shade like this, well, i do kinda but it doesnt look like this, its a bit more messy and usually combined with cell shading at the same time, i dunno how to explain, also my lineart tends to be a bit(? more cleaner (most of the time) but i really like this one drawing of magolor, probably one of my favourites on digital, and i might start shading like this more on other drawings.

i also made a desaturated one, dont really have much to say for this one, i had a vision of how i wanted the animation to look but i couldnt get it right, in fact i was originally just gonna have plain colors, no shading, but i coulnt help myself. i planned for this like, bright background and character with more darker colors, as in contrasting, but it kinda hurt my eyes when i did the background (it was a very bright yellow) and as i said couldnt get the look of magolor how i wanted. but i still like the image, all of the versions.

close up of my favourite version

sorry for always writing an entire wall of text when i post

Jambuhbye!

#art #fanart #kirby #kirby fanart #kirby gijinka #magolor #magolor fanart #magolor gijinka #magolor epilogue #interdimensional magolor #magolormagolormagolor #kinda wish i posted this on magolor day #but i couldnt wait i really like how it came out #magolor im going to kill you #be prepared #this is a threat and at the same time not

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obsoleteozymandias · 5 months

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heya! :D was wondering if id be able to get a matchup from resident evil pls c: i hope im doing all of this right lol

im a straight female (she/her)

appearance: im 5’7”. im a light blonde, occasionally I’ll whack some brown or hot pink through the underneath when I’m bored of the plain one colour. im v into fashion and what not but my style varies day to day. i like to experiment with it. that being said, im usually here for anything that fits in the boxes of emo or hyper feminine though, as much as they contrast one another. 🤧 i wear a lot of makeup, and i do that purely for myself lol. I hate when people say they can’t even tell I’m wearing it considering it takes me sooo long haha. i have glasses but most of the time when i go out i wear contacts.

personality: to sum it up nicely, i never ever shut up. im very loud and extroverted. (the only exception to this is if I’m tired, then i go dead quiet.) humour is a big thing for me to be able to get on with someone. i have a very very strong moral code. i have a tendency to jump straight to people’s rescue if i see something wrong and I’m told that sometimes that gets me into more trouble than it’s worth. i try to be optimistic but i can be a massively emotional drama queen so it occasionally does fail tbh. i don’t exactly like bothering people with my problems either. im a creative person first and foremost. however, i have some “theoretical” intelligence yet completely, totally lack common sense. if you believe anything to do with star signs you will not be surprised to know im a sagittarius ‘:D

i don’t think i have a specific type. im not physically affectionate with friends but definitely would be with a partner. i like someone who knows how to flirt a little, maybe? and just like someone caring because kindness is such a huge thing for me.

i draw a ton, i make ocs and stories, i’ll throw myself headfirst into any artistic hobbies at least once to try it really. also, massively into music. listening to it anyway, i can’t play any instruments or anything. i love rock / pop punk bands, i love pop & kpop, i just… love music. a lot. i do everything with my headphones.

i believeeee that is all :p thank you for taking my request!

👍

== Resident Evil ==>

I match you up with…

Carlos Oliveira

Extrovert x Extrovert type beat

Carlos probably meets you while trying to stop you from throwing yourself into danger. He gets it, he really does, and he truthfully admires how you’ll fight tooth and nail for your beliefs, but leave the fighting to him for now, okay?

Don’t worry, he’ll teach you all about fighting if need be. He can see the desire to do good and to stand up for yourself, and he’s admittedly a bit flustered by your passion (it’s very attractive).

After getting in a relationship, he trusts you more to take care of both yourself and him, but he’s always on edge when you’re away, so you often come home to a big armful of man and his kisses and whispers about how much he misses you.

He’ll be the street smarts in this relatiponship, constantly watching your back and keeping track of you. Yet you surprise him with your creativity and problem solving enough that it sort of balances out?

He’s always ready to chat with you, whether it be about work or your thoughts and opinions on the most random of topics.

Carlos will enjoy time where just the two of you hang out and listen to music. I imagine you’ve got different tastes genre wise, but similar tonally. Sometimes you two go on a drive just to listen to some music and joke with one another.

He’s your savior, in more ways than one, but the feeling is absolutely reciprocated.

#oz’s requests #resident evil matchup #resident evil #resident evil x reader #carlos oliveria x reader #carlos oliveira

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prismarts · 6 months

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Under the Stars

Plot: Leo and Min's relationship takes a step forward during an unplanned sparring session under the stars.

Notes: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF, Very out of chronological order, takes place in between the end season 1 and the beginning of season 2 (like the time before the start of season 2) and after they became close friends, Min says hell again! yay!, I couldn't resist writing the sillies, im sorry the actual fic where they meet will be up soon I JUST HAD TO WRITE THIS GAH, Oc x Canon-

Trigger Warning: PDA for a couple of flustered and nervous teenagers, kissing, like very close physical contact, kind of violence? not really but they are sparring- (Let me know if there are any that I missed-)

Word Count: 2420 words (ndf vbe I'm back on my writing train-)

Tags: @e7y1 @mycatisevil11037 @sergeantsporks @mxcheese @alovesongshewrote @tempesthreads @generalfandomsofthefreak @tenebrius-excellium @eldrxtch-requiem @bernie-the-nugget @slowpokenz @nyxicnymph @lovedropletsdreams

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Neither of them knew how it happened, really, what started as a normal rooftop patrol in the city of New York, turned into a sparring session under the surprisingly bright stars.

Sounds of the beeping car alarms, rummaging of trash cans as well as the occasional bustling of people still walking around the city late at night seemed to slowly disappear as Min continued to spar with the blue masked mutant turtle.

The sounds of their heavy breathing and the heavy steps they took as they focused on each other, Leo giving out heavy kicks and punches at Min, who has slowly but surely learned to block a lot quicker and more effectively.

She was even able to take on the more experienced turtle as she attacked him back, able to hit him a few times.

Min could have sworn every time she was able to hit Leo, it seemed to draw a chuckle from him… his dark blue eyes seemed to brighten and almost sparkle a little more as he grinned at her. But it…couldn’t be, there was really no reason for her to believe what she saw.

Even if the things she seemed to notice, make her heart race in her chest more than the adrenaline of the sparring session itself.

The girl was able to land a kick against the turtle’s plastron, sending the turtle back a little as he let out another chuckle, mostly out of surprise from the move itself, “Wow…. you’ve really been improving in your training..”

“And…why are you saying that like it’s such a surprise? I could kick your butt anyday and I think we both know it.”, She said, blocking a punch that he had just handed out as their regular back and forth began.

“I was just saying, you improved a lot in a short amount of time. It’s really impressive, Min..”, Leo countered, though it sounded a lot more genuine from their usual banter during their training sessions.

Min’s heart gave a little flutter at the genuine comment but she focused on the task at hand, taking an opportunity to try and attack with a punch.

The turtle smiled at her as he blocked her attack.

“Though, you could still work on making sure you’re able to pin an enemy down, y’know use their strength against them-” And, there it was-

The usual witty…but mostly sassy comment she expected from Leo, as she rolled her eyes at him playfully, she knew it was all fun and games when it came to her banter. She blocked one of his attacks, leaning her face closer to him.

She ignored how her breathing hitched when she smirked at him, chocolate brown eyes meeting dark ocean blue eyes as she could’ve sworn….she heard his breathing hitch too.

“I mean, if you wanna test me on it so much, we can.”, She said casually, trying to ignore the way Leo stared at her, the way his eyes glanced down at her lips and how it made her heart pound in her chest.

Min pulled back as she let go of the turtle’s arm from the previous attack, “Come on, fearless, tell me what to do, you can give me a whole demonstration too and then you can see how I do.”

“Yeah. Okay, I’ll do a demonstration.”

She watched as Leo straightened himself up, getting into position as she did as well, the two beginning their sparring session once again. The two of them keep their laser focus on each other, blocking each other’s attacks for a few moments.

“Now focus on me and what I’m about to do, you with me, Min?”

The girl gave a simple nod, her chocolate brown eyes locked on him as they stood close to each other, the blue masked turtle nodded. “Now, try to attack me.”, He said, another nod shared as Min closed the gap to try and attack.

Only for Leo to grab at her hands, using some of his strength to pin her to the door of the stairway of the building.

Min let out a heavy breath as she was pinned at first, bracing herself for the impact but it wasn’t as heavy or hard as she thought it would be….and the grip on her hands were just as gentle. They stared at each other quietly for a moment, trying to ignore how red both their cheeks had gotten.

The turtle let go of her hands, quickly backing away.

“W..what was that?”

The question startled the turtle slightly as he looked at Min quietly, “I…pinned you, I mean, I demonstrated it. Like you asked me to.”, he wasn’t sure why she looked a little… confused.

“You barely pinned me though! You were being so…off about it, I could’ve slipped my hands right through your grip from how loose it was.”

She sees Leo flinch slightly as he crosses his arms, looking at her quietly, “It was just a demonstration, Min. There was no reason for me to actually pin you down like I would with an opponent.”

The tone in his voice was all too familiar, his leader's tone of voice.

“Why not? Is it really because you were demonstrating, or was it because I’m not like you or your brothers?”, Min grumbled, the glare in her eyes apparent as she stared at him almost in disbelief.

“That has nothing to do with it, Min.”

“Then why choose to go easy on me now? We were doing just fine earlier! Hell! I was able to attack you just as many times as you did me, there was literally, no reason,” Her arms now waving around in her frustration, “For you to go easy on me during a simple demonstration!”

Leo sighed as he rubbed his eyebrow arch, eyes closing slightly as he was trying to figure out what to say. She was right to some extent, but it wasn’t like he was trying to actually pin her down and potentially hurt her.

“Min. Look, it’s not that big of a deal. I was just showing you how it’s done there was literally no reason for me to go all out, besides, it’s going to take time for you to be able to pin someone down with all you stre-”

As he was about to continue his lecture, opening his eyes to look at her, he felt her attack him suddenly, causing him to double down from the shock.

He felt Min grabbing his hands with both of her own before he felt his shell hit the floor of the rooftop with a thud, his eyes closed shut once again at the impact as he heard heavy breaths above him.

Leo felt the strength, pinning both his hands on the floor as well as her body weight pinning him down, specifically one of her legs pinning him down.

His dark blue eyes opened to stare up at her, any statement about how she took advantage of him being distracted and ignoring his lecture….died in his throat at the sight.

The girl above him, pinning him down. Her hair falling all over her back and gently dangling around her almost framing her face…especially the bangs and the hair at the front.

The moonlight, a rarity for the city skyline, shining down on her..giving an angelic glow to her face.

Leo could feel his breathing hitch, especially when he saw her chocolate brown eyes sparkling, rivaling the stars in the sky…her face formed a smirk that made his heart pound in his chest.

“You mean….like that, Leo?...”

The teasing tone in her voice made Leo’s heart almost stop. She was teasing, she was teasing him and his heart can’t take it, the smirk on her face made his soul leave his body.

Min continued to smirk at him, soft pants escaping her from the strength she had to use to pin him down, she looked down at him… how he was staring at her.

The way he was utterly speechless as he stared, realizing how bright his dark ocean blue eyes were shining….she was unsure if it was because of the moonlight shining down on them or because…his eyes were just that lit up at the moment.

The two of them stared at each other quietly, faces inches apart. She felt her cheeks grow warm and turn red as she…she swore she saw the same happening to Leo. Their eyes locked on each other…her heart was racing, she wasn’t sure if it was the adrenaline or from how close they were.

She could feel how dried up her throat was from….everything, her feelings are going haywire as she attempted to say something to break the silent tension, she had to.

She can’t mess up this friendship with her messy feelings for the turtle.

“L..leo?.... A..are you okay?.. D..did that hurt? I didn’t hurt you did I?..”, Her voice was quiet, she could barely speak from the heart thumping anxiety she was feeling.

Leo felt his anxiety spike for a moment as his eyes widened slightly, for a short moment his heart pounded harder against his plastron, he wasn’t even sure that was possible.

"..N..no! No, I...I'm fine! I...just......"

His voice died in his throat again as he continued to stare at Min, her beauty absolutely rendering him speechless. He was staring with so much admiration in his eyes that it almost made the girl above him shy away..

But she spoke up quietly instead, “...y..yeah?..”

The blue masked turtle saw the way his friend was starting to shy away a little, his heart pounding still….his gaze on her softened, dark blue eyes admiring her with so many feelings…

He gathered up his courage….and spoke up again, his voice in a whisper almost as if he didn’t want to scare her.

“...i....I think....I really want to kiss you..."

There was a moment of silence, a moment of silence that lasted way way too long for Leo’s liking, as he saw the surprised look on Min’s face…how her cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

As he stared at her in the silence, he felt his anxieties heightened over what he said, the doubts starting to cloud his head. ‘What were you thinking Leo!? This is Mikey’s best friend, WE’RE friends?! I can’t believe I said that, I messed this up, GOD LEO SAY SOMETHI-’

“...okay…”

The soft shy tone of her voice snapped him out of his thoughts, his head turned to look up at her again. Seeing the shyness appearing on Min’s face…it was…a sight to see, if Leo was honest.

She was always so confident, rebellious and witty…

But at this moment?... she was shy, flustered… cheeks red and her eyes glancing away from him almost in an attempt to turn away from him.

He was…speechless…both at the sight but also at what she said. Truthfully, he had expected a bonk to the head for what he just said.

“...what?..”, He couldn’t think of much else to say to her response, he was already struggling to process it.

“......I want to kiss you too, Leo…”

And there it was, the thing that broke any and all resolve in Leo’s head. He felt his cheeks grow warmer than ever before as he stared at her.

Words dying in his throat as he couldn’t even say anything else…

All he could do was nod slowly, like an idiot as he admired her, while slowly but surely their faces leaned closer to each other.

Their faces an inch apart as half lidded dark ocean blue eyes stared into chocolate brown ones before he felt Min close the distance between them. Their eyes closed as her lips softly pressed against his.

They kissed softly, both being so gentle with each other… as if the other would break if they weren’t.

Leo felt Min slowly tangle her fingers in between his own three fingered hand, squeezing his hand gently as her other hand trailed away to cup his cheek softly. He moved his free hand to her soft hair, running his three fingered hand through it softly.

They could both hear their hearts pounding from how close they were to each other, cheeks growing warmer as they soon pulled away, soft panting breaths escaping as they both opened their eyes wanting this moment to last…just a little while longer.

Min squeezed his hand as she turned her face away after a short moment moving her other hand away from his cheek as she let out a few short breaths, there was a nervousness there….

Some form of fear or anxiety that Leo noticed as he moved the hand that was in her hair carefully to her cheek, turning her head back to look at her lovingly as he leaned his head forward to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

A quiet confession as he cradled her face against his hand, tucking the falling strands of hair behind her ear and squeezing their connected hands back.

And he sees her smile, emotional and shy but genuine and happy.

Min leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together tenderly, almost trying to reciprocate the quiet confession he had given her as well. They stayed like this, holding each other for a moment.

The bustling and loud noises of the city below them doing little to really bother their quiet moment together.

Leo continued to admire Min, his dark ocean blue eyes sparkling and shining at the sight of her, eyes closed and their foreheads touching….how loved and safe she felt at that moment melted his heart.

But soon he felt her eyes open, both staring at each other lovingly before Min leaned forward to kiss his forehead gently as she picked herself up, using their connecting hands to help pull him up as well.

The both of them struggle for a moment to get back on their feet, as the girl he loves so much squeezes her hand and looks up at him.

The adoration and love in her chocolate brown eyes made them shine, a spark evident in them as she grinned, the confidence in it coupled with the affection from their first kiss earlier, “Best 4 out of 5, fearless?...”, she asked, a playful hint of love in her voice.

He grinned at her, the same spark evident in his ocean blue eyes when Min looked into them.

“You’re on, tenshi-”

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thedomesticanthropologist · 6 months

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Stay for the Sunrise [Sabal x Astarion] [m/m]

Heyyy guys! this is the first draft of my Tav/Astarion fic, its also a character study of my Drow Elf Monk, Sabal. I haven't edited it, its a first draft, but Im wondering if anyone is interested in reading it. If so, I may post to A03.

Eventually, it will be 18+/explicit but not in the first couple chapters.

"So... this is where we are stopping? ah, 'turning in for the night' as they say?"

The question was spoken with light hesitation, an undercurrent of vulnerability behind the attempt to remain casual. Sabal looked idly over at the uncertain High Elf before him, noting how he twisted his fingers together in front of him with nerves before releasing them to swing at his sides, restlessly shifting from foot to foot.

Astarion. The "magistrate" from Baldur's gate. Wholly convinced of his own charm and deceptions, but somehow severely lacking in the capacity to convince anyone else around him. But who was he, a Drow, to judge? they knew nothing of each other. Had met today, in fact, after falling from the sky and into each others lives in a manner that none would have ever been able to predict. If he wanted to lie (poorly) in an attempt to seem in control, then he could. It mattered very little to Sabal.

"... For tonight, yes. " He said slowly, calmly. Sabal had spent the last fifteen years on the Surface, wandering the Wilds and Civilization without much care for direction. In all that time, he had learned much about sleeping rough and making what you could out of what you could gather. Astarion was very obviously... what did they call it? 'fresh off the boat'. He knew this uncertainty well. It was a harsh thing, to have silk bedding and servants to feed you and brush your hair one day, and to be alone in the dark with nothing but your clothes the next.

He was... sympathetic.

Astarion's lips twitched as he chewed over how to respond to that. "It's funny- the night time usually means bustling streets, bursting taverns..." his voice took on a heady, heated tone as he spoke, obviously picturing the nights to which he was accustomed.

"This is.... a little novel, uh- to say the least." Their eyes met, and Sabal saw vulnerability. Questions that pride disallowed Astarion from asking. He didnt want to seem useless, or incapable - that much was obvious- but he was out of his element and about as lost as a man could be out here in the woods.

Sabal stood from his crouched position in the grass, casually sorting through the herbs he had just gathered as he considered how to handle the situation. Shadowheart and Gale were nearby, he noted, trying very hard to look like they werent listening in. What a mess this was already.

"What begins as novel can become quite natural in time. Today was rough on all of us, it is most natural to feel out of ones element. It is not every day that you get dragged through Avernus on a Nautiloid run by Illithids who have impregnated your mind with a life-ending time bomb in the shape of a toothed-worm." This blatant explanation was received easily, and Astarion snorted, crossing his arms over his chest protectively.

"Indeed." But he wasnt loosening up at all, if anything, it seemed the elf was regretting his decision to engage in conversation at all. Sabal tried again:

"A creature of the night, are you?" he asked lightly, trying to lighten the mood by drawing attention to how the high elf had spoken about Baldur's Gate and its bustling nightlife. To his surprise, Astarion looked gutted at this question, immediate panic flaring on his face. Sabal cringed inwardly and followed up as quickly as he could:

"What I mean to say is that you sound like you enjoy being out in the evenings. Are you used to staying up late?"

Relief. Immediate slumping of shoulders, a held breath let loose from his lungs in an audible huff.

"Ah, yes- I do so enjoy the taverns. Look, what I meant was- what is- what is expected of us this evening? do we simply bed down in the dirt like dogs?" Astarion's guard was way up now. Sabal had made some kind of grievous mistake in the last few moments, and he could see the white haired man starting to visibly back away from the conversation, no longer meeting his eyes but instead scanning the area for an easy and convenient escape opportunity.

".... Gale is tending to the fire, which will be in the center of camp. We scoured the beach quite thoroughly before finding you, and found it well supplied. We have food enough for us all, and a pot to cook it in once the fire is hot enough. We will place our bedrolls around the fire for warmth. It may not allow for privacy, but it will take a few days to gather enough resources to build proper transportable shelter." Speaking as one would to a spooked horse or wild animal with its leg caught in a trap, Sabal let himself over-explain the situation in a voice both soft enough to soothe and loud enough that their other camp mates would overhear easily.

"Shadowheart will sort through what we have liberated from the victims of the crash, so we can have an inventory of resources before we pack up tomorrow. There are enough bedrolls and packs that we should all be functional in the days ahead. Perhaps it may seem like sleeping 'in the dirt', as you say, but a bedroll is much preferred to the dirt itself. However... it has been quite a long day. These herbs," neatly sorted in his nimble hands, the flowering herbs smelled beautiful as he raised his hand and waved them in front of Astarion,

"Will make a calming tea to soothe the nerves. I was just waiting for the fire to be ready before I brewed some. Would you like a cup?"

Again, somehow, this was the wrong thing to say. Astarion eyed the herbs like they were feces, wrinkling his nose.

"Not my drink of choice, honestly. No."

"Alright. Well, I shall continue with my task regardless. Perhaps, since there is really only one job left, you could take it?"

Distrust and suspicion lingered in those crimson eyes as they flickered back to Sabal for a brief moment. He didnt trust whatever was about to be asked of him.

"And what job is that?"

"Night watch. Stay up, wander the perimeter. Keep us safe as we rest." *take time to yourself, decompress, process things, and get the space that you so obviously want from the rest of us*. It was an olive branch of a task, as they did not truly require a dedicated watch person in a camp this small with experienced travellers like himself who only meditated for a few hours a night. However, finally, he seemed to have said the right thing. That made for once, today, with this twitchy man.

"Ah! yes. You all get some much needed rest. I'll keep watch." Astarion was pleased, and thoroughly convinced that Sabal was giving him an important job that was going to be criminally easy as it already aligned with what he was intending to do for the night. Gale and Shadowheart both seemed to be nodding to themselves, happy to hear that their new camp mate was contributing to the team this evening.

Finally. All was settled. For tonight, at least.

As the velvety darkness of night descended upon the surface world and his human and half-elven companions took to their slumber, Sabal settled into a cross-legged position upon his bedroll, preparing for his nightly meditation. Many chose to lay on their backs for this, an illusion of sleep, but he was a Monk, and had no troubles taking a more wakeful pose. His muscles would hold his position well for the four hours required to rest and process through his memories, and he would subconsciously flex and stretch them in minimally-noticable ways so that when he finally roused it would be the same as if he had been supine all evening.

Tonight, his mind wandered through the events of the day only briefly before being dragged to the past. He walked the path of his past with calm, measured mental steps. Though Sabal was unable to drag himself away from his own story, he was no longer as troubled by its pains as he used to be. He was no longer the man he used to be.

His mind, attuned to the rhythmic pulse of the natural world and the internal functions of his body at last, drifted back into the abyssal depths of memory. It was a night etched in the shadows of Menzoberranzan, a city where treachery danced hand in hand with the spider goddess Lolth's whims.

In the recollection, Sabal was not the free elf beneath the moonlit canopy but the second son of House Zavrinn. The memory unfolded like a tattered tapestry, revealing the struggles within the labyrinthine corridors of power.

He saw himself, a young drow with silver hair and penetrating amethyst eyes, navigating the intricacies of a society where males were but chess pieces in a game of queens. His sisters, Ilvaria and Zira, stood tall in the hierarchy, their destinies woven into the fabric of Menzoberranzan's ambitions.

From a young age, Sabal was taught the harsh realities of drow hierarchy. Males, like him, were considered mere pawns in the intricate game of power. His elder sister, Ilvara, was the chosen heir, destined to carry the family's name to greater heights. His younger sister, Zira, was a jewel in the eyes of Lolth, displaying the rare gift of sorcery that promised to bring favor to their house.

Despite being relegated to the shadows of the matriarchal society, Sabal harbored dreams of rising above his predetermined station. His cunning and intelligence set him apart, but the rigid traditions of Menzoberranzan stifled his aspirations.

Ilvaria... Sabal felt his mind touch upon her. His grand and noble sister. Well, noble as in nobility, not so much in the spirit of the word. She had always seen her brother as useful, though, and that had been to his benefit. He had received martial training as well as pleasure-house training, dual wielding the life of a courtesan and a warrior with the grace of a tightrope walker. She had given him many missions into the tunnels, away from the city, and for that he likely owed her his life. Without that experience under his belt, the wild, twisting, deadly network of the Underdark tunnel systems would surely have been his death.

The memory's hues darkened as whispers reached Sabal's ears – the serpentine hiss of betrayal. He was pulled back to House Zavrinn, teetering on the edge of oblivion, facing the malevolent schemes of rivals. Loyalties crumbled like ancient caverns, and Sabal, with the keen instincts that marked him different from the pleasure-servants that most males were forced to become, felt the tremors of impending doom.

A clandestine ally emerged from the shadows, sought out in a moment of pure panic. A rogue untethered by house loyalties. Bargains were struck in the dimly lit corners, and Sabal, the pawn, became a player. The price for salvation was steep – the illusion of death.

In the memory, Sabal felt a very real and very painful, disfiguring slash across his handsome face. Part of the price. They had to see him taken down. The blood had to be real, for an illusion would fade. That part couldnt be faked. Then, the tickling touch of an illusionist's magic covering him as servants and family fell to poisoned blades around him. A life saving illusion of death draped over him like a shroud and he was discarded into the trash pit beneath the family's home, a deep hole leading down into the depths of the Underdark. His body, seemingly lifeless, came to rest near a concealed cache of survival.

In the blackness of the abyss, Sabal had awoken, disoriented and permanently scarred, but undeniably alive. He retraced the path in his memory, navigating the treacherous tunnelsof the Underdark for nearly a month until the cool night air of the surface kissed his face.

As Sabal watched this memory unfold in the sacred space of his elven meditation, the scars on his face tingled with phantom pain. The moon above him witnessed the duality of his existence – the memory of a past ensnared in darkness, and the present, where he sought solace beneath the silver light.

With the memory's conclusion, Sabal opened his eyes, his elven meditation complete. Sabal, the second son of House Zavrinn no more. Now, nearly fifteen years later, embarking on an unexpected journey where the shadows of Menzoberranzan were but a distant echo. Who would have thought that something MORE treacherous than his childhood home could exist in the overworld? then again, Illithid invasions werent particularly common. He just had a knack for finding trouble, it would seem.

The fire had burned down to nearly nothing, but the sun was still many hours from rising in the sky. Checking the bedrolls around him, he found the two faces he expected to see... and yet the third was still missing. Sabal stood, walking the perimeter of camp. He could see the tracks of Astarion's feet in the damp, dew-wet grass. Pacing. Wadering. Restless. But for this moment, at least, the pale elf was nowhere to be found.

He took his time finding the largest space of clear ground that he could, unobstructed by boulders or saplings, bushes or rabbit holes. It took some work to briefly clear a few small rocks, and soon, he was content. Time to start the day. His well-worn, simple shirt hit the ground with narry a sound, and his soft leather shoes soon followed. Bathed in moonlight and dressed only in his pants, the drow cracked his joints along his neck, hands, hips. There, ready. Slipping into a familiar routine, Sabal's breath synchronized with the ebb and flow of his movements, grounding him in the present moment. His muscles rippled beneath the moonlit skin as he transitioned into a series of advanced poses, finding balance and clearing his mind of the cobwebs of his past.

The moon bore witness to the drow-turned-monk, a creature of the Underdark adapting to the overworld's vastness. His movements were fluid, a dance of strength and grace that spoke of years spent mastering both the physical and mental aspects of his being. Each stretch, each controlled breath, was a testament to his resilience, learned patience, learned calm. None of these qualities had come naturally to him, but had been hard won instead over many years of determination and practice.

Sabal reached the conclusion of his exercises. His breathing came out with mild labour, heart pumping blood to each muscle with increased speed from his exertions. It was only then that he sensed a presence, a subtle shift in the air that raised the hairs on the back of his neck. Turning slowly, he faced the shadows where Astarion lingered half-hidden by the trunk of a tree.

The pale elf stepped into the moonlight, his features sharp and ethereal. His eyes met Sabal's gaze with a mixture of curiosity and interest. Astarion's expression, previously severely guarded, betrayed a hint of something a little more enigmatic.

"Quite the show you put on just now. Planning on saving any energy for the rest of the day?"

Though it was quippy and almost a barb, his drawling tone held no malice. Sabal heard interest, curiosity, and a little bit of 'Im impressed'. Despite his desire to remain cool and composed, the monk felt himself preening a little.

That was odd. He did not tend to preen. But then again, it had been well over a year since he last had a travelling companion. He was lonely, and despite the nature of their circumstances, he found himself struggling to be upset at suddenly having a team of people around himself. It was... nice, to feel those sharp eyes mapping him like a piece of meat. He liked it.

"Such movements provide energy. They help me focus my Ki, balance my mind. I am sharper, faster, and more capable for keeping them up. You have not yet rested?"

The so-called magistrate stepped soundlessly forward, moving with a very not-a-magistrate grace that clearly belied a more subtle, stealthy trade. Sabal was left to wonder, not for the first time, how he thought he was fooling anyone with his words about having lived a simple life. Surely today, when they inevitably ended up in battle, he would drop the act.

"I did, some. Enough."

"Then let us begin our day. I have a feeling it will be a long one."

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanfic idea #bg3 fanfiction #astarion #astarion romance #astarion ancunin #baldurs gate tav #astarion x tav #bg3 tav #monk oc #Sabal

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postalollie · 1 year

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What are ur favorite things about pdude :) any of them and what do think dating one would be like 😳

OO HI!! SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE!!

In general I love the fact hes a morally grey character that in general doesnt seems to care for what other think of him! (except if hes wearing a gimp suit obviously lol) and his smugness as well, for postal 2 dude I love his colors! theyre more dull which for me fits his character really well and I try to do that in my art of him as well (though Ive been slacking more on that aspect lol) his design in general is just so nice to look and memorable too, its simple but effective, peak character design right there and I dont even mean it as a joke I genuinely think his design is super good, and most importantly THE GLASSES!! I like drawing him with his eyes showing but when he has the sunglasses is where the fun is at, because it kinda brings a surprise factor to him, his colors are more died down but then you see his eyes and BAM!! green! of course theyre not too bright as to match with his other colors but still bright enough for him to have some contrast and bring some surprise to the player!

Now for p1 dude, I once again love his color scheme, I love red so its fun to look at him, even with just his limited model on the original postal you can see a lot of stuff in his design which is very impressive! I love his fingerless gloves and his sweater vest as well/shirt he wears on the gone postal cover, also...long hair...pretty.. ALSO his design with the red coat and green vest! I dont usually see it being drawn (I personally do prefer to draw the red and black version because I prefer that color scheme but the other is still quite good and I wanna draw it someday!) idk his design is just once again very cool to me

NOW FOR THE DATING PART OwO (sorry if these are hard to understand im very bad with writing and most of my fantasies rarely follow a story or a very strict personality to them lol)

for p2 I imagine it would be more difficult for him to "open up" I guess, he would start pretty closed off like he is in the game, even when hes interested in you hes still kinda closed off, with stuff like flirty interactions the thing he can do best because hes more in control, show that man some genuine affection and he wouldnt know how to take it (show that man love no one in paradise apreciates him >:( ) he would probably blue screen a bit from affection, however slowly he would start getting used it and start showing a bit more as well, you would just need to be a bit patient with him, he would however still care for you and be a bit possesive, not in the unhealthy way I mean would get jealous about you and if anyone tried to do anything he would kick their ass, in general his love language is a mix of physical contact and acts of service, he also calls you darling and dearie :)

NOW FOR P1 oh p1

tbh I think he would a bit more possesive compared to p2 by a bit, finding a not sick person would be a miracle to him, he would be a bit more emotional as well, confiding in you and being the only one he would trust, to me he would profess his love to you in a way more I guess poetic way?? idk how to call it but yeah! man is down bad for you essentialy, dont get me wrong though hes still postal dude of course, just ya know with more problems

now for the massacre part.. I feel it COULD be possible to be able to stop him from doing everything like people generally write p1 x reader fics but honestly to me, idk I feel like no matter what something would make him snap, the thing is would you join him or not... my self insert does but really I think that changes from person from person, I imagine that during the very small breaks from the killing he would be all over you, you're the thing that calms him down, also if he went to the asylum he would be saved by you, together till the end no matter what

AGAIN I know the whole joining in with him might seem bad! its just that for me its not any postal dude, especially postal 1 dude wihout some violence ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ALSO i headcanon all the dudes with the exception of corkscrew for obvious reason that theyre all part brazilian and portuguese is their first language! (self projection wee hoo) so they would call you pet names or say how much they love in the language! I feel they would say amor a lot and the variations of it (amorzinho, meu amor, mo, also that basically means my love in different ways in english) p3 would say xuxu or xuxuzin for sure though (idk how to translate this but like, imagine it as like saying doll or darling but in a more joking manner)

In any way, all of them would be protective of you, wouldnt want to hurt you no matter what and if anyone tried they're dead

(also bonus p3, he would be the most smug out of all of them, he KNOWS you love him and he loves you too and oh boy is he gonna have fun with it, also both him and p2 would probably fight for you a bit in paradise lost lol)

#OO THIS WAS LONG!!#thanks for the ask!!#sorry is there are missing words or mispellings!#no beta we die like p3 dude died in one of the endings #postal #postal dude #postal 1 #postal 2 #I hope the portuguese parts made sense lol #postal 3 #kinda??

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mambalae-s · 11 months

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Hiii sweetie congrats on your milestone! My fave (to no one’s surprise) is kuroo. Over the years I’ve grown to love my eyes and brows and now consider them to be my best features. I’d say I’m very shy but once you get to know me I’m quite laid back and I kinda have no filter sometimes 💀 Im quiet especially around new people and I have a tendency to listen more than I talk.

For the nsfw portion, I’m always weak for slow, sensual missionary + choking 🫠🫠

My dream date with my man is going on a trip to somewhere we’ve never been before and spending the whole time exploring and discovering new places and food as well as new things about each other 🤭

my sweet lem! i’m so hopeful that this can make you smile ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ you and kuroo are meant to be, it’s canon and i’ll take nothing less! i’ll do my best to give you and your dear husband something cute and sweet that you’ll love!

╰┈➤ midnight affections — lem x kuroo

╰┈➤ song — every kind of way by h.e.r.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 i picture you and tetsuro meeting by a coffeeshop one day before he goes to work. he’d planned to get his usual cup of espresso, but you catch his attention in the line and he can’t let go of you. something about you — and he cant tell if it’s your beauty, or the quiet gracefulness about you, or perhaps both and all in between, draws him in immediately.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 so, he takes a chance and taps you on your shoulder, and he felt his knees weaken when you turned your gaze to him, as if looking into your eyes alone caused the world to spin. the poor man, he’s not one to lose his voice, but he has to remind himself to be smooth and prays he doesn’t choke on his words when he asks you for a recommendation. what did you think he should get?

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s hyperfocused on the way your eyes appraise him, taking in his messy hair and charming grin before you hum and reach your decision. he doesn’t expect you to smile so flirtatiously, nearly combusts when you take a tentative step closer so that you could lean in for him to smell your sweet perfume. “let me surprise you, and it you like it, you’ll give me your number — how does that sound?”

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 oh… oh a charming one, weren’t you? he recognizes the playfulness beneath your sultry words and he returns his own grin with a counter offer — he takes your number, and he’ll let you know for sure what he thinks of your recommendation, a lovely hazelnut brew that makes him think of you and your utterly mesmerizing eyes for the rest of the week, long after you’d already left to go about your day.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 somehow, he neglects to muster up any courage at all and called you on pure excitement alone, terribly eager to hear your voice again at the end of his shift. it’s a little late and he thinks it’s silly to call anyone at 10pm, but he’s so elated when you do answer!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he jokingly asks what you could be doing at such a late hour, but he doesn’t expect you to honestly answer that you were enjoying a bubble bath you drew for yourself. only for a brief moment does he imagine how warm the water must be on your skin, face growing warm as he hears you sigh lowly and he sees a mental image of you leaned back with your hair pinned up, skin glistening under candlelights and petted with wet rose petals.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he can’t tell where exactly his boldness comes from when he asks you “all by yourself? i’m sure you could use some company, hm?” but he revels in the sound of your laughter as you comment on how bold he must be, and he immediately decides that yes, yes he’s majorly crushing on you. and its that same courage he owes all thanks to that he was able to ask you out on a date that weekend, wanting to see you again so badly that he thought about it that monday night onwards, all towards saturday morning when he finally met you again.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 since kuroo’s always traveling frequently for work, he gets to see many different places that he wants to see with you! he’ll specifically make note of the addresses and add them to this never-ending list in his note files — pet cafes, little lovely lakes where he thinks are perfect for picnics in the spring, absolutely anything at all that catches his eyes, he wants to experience with you and show you these lovely places too!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 one day, it’s an aquarium that catches his eyes in a stray pamphlet that he appraises while on the phone with you. when you tell him that no, you’ve never seen an aquarium before, he excitedly tells you that there’s one a few cities over that he’d love to take you to!

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 i dont think ive mentioned before, but kuroo takes his time and goes all out in courting you. he always brings you a gift whenever you go on your dates, be it jewelry or flowers, or a coffee that he picks up before coming to get you. this one’s such a gentleman too, he’ll always make his way over to open your car door for you, kissing you on your cheek and telling you how lovely you look.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 lem, he’s a sucker for you. such a big goof, but he’s smooth with it!! during your first dates, it did take you a while to open up to him, but mostly because you put so much of your intentions to learning about him and his life! you spent hours with each other while he told you about the friends he made in highschool, intense tournaments in volleyball and how he chose his current job. all the while, your eyes took in every detail of him that you could. sometimes tetsuro has to remind himself not to fall too deep into your gaze lest he never gets back up, but now? he’s utterly smitten. he really could spend forever just staring into your eyes.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 by this point, you’ve opened up a lot of yourself and your own crush morphs into something more comforting. there’s safety in the butterflies you get everytime you think of him and his crooked grin, in the banter and teasing jokes that you both share, even inside references that’s only meant for each other! it’s like the way a flower blossoms, the way your affections grow into love — it’s young and vibrant and beautiful.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 it’s safe to say he loves impressing you too! he’ll do research in preparation of the animals you’ll see so that he can tell you what he’s learned, all the while you both talk about yourselves and learn more about one another! he learns how your eyes crinkle whenever you laugh, as well as the songs you’ve been listening to on loop! he has the bright idea of making a shared playlist so that whenever he’s missing you, he can listen to the songs you add and feel warm when he hears them, all because it’s something that you enjoy that he now knows about.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 later in the evening, he’ll take you to a lovely beachside restaurant over which you’ll both share drinks and talk about different things in your life. what keeps you busy during the days, aspirations that you have for yourselves, and ultimately, about your affections too. he hadn’t given it to you right away when he first saw you, but he offers to you a beautiful promise ring while you’re walking the moonlit beach. he asks if you’d be his, tells you how much he loves the time he spends with you and that he always yearns for you when you’re apart; that you’ve invaded his heart and he dreams of you when he can’t see you.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he’s such a romantic, this one. a charmer. mr. smooth criminal. but all that smoothness goes away when you say “yes, i’d love for you to be my boyfriend, tetsu.” and instead all he feels is incredible, suffocating joy that he picks you up and spins you around, squeezing out laughter from you because, finally, he can call himself yours at last.

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𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 i’m gonna say it again because this is the law when it comes to kuroo tetsuro. mr. romantic all the way, he’s so sweet with you.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he gives me soft dom vibes, but not even breaching dom because he’s so gentle and intentional with how he touches you and fucks you. i am a true believer in the fact that your faves worship you when they make love to you, and by god tetsuro is no exception.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he really can’t help but praising you everytime you’re intimate with him, loving the way his large hand sits pretty around your neck while he’s slowly splitting you apart. you always make him feel so desired and wanted, not shy about telling him how you want to feel him spreading your pussy around his cock. it drives him so insane that he loses bits of himself everytime

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he just can’t help it when you’re looking so ravenous beneath him, it’s like he painted you in this pure image of ecstasy and lust and its all because of him! its his name that you gasp while he’s deep inside of you, one hand softly squeezing around your throat while the other holds your thigh. he loves the way your pussy flutters and clenches around his dick. he’ll even press down on your tummy so that you’ll feel him hitting you just right, just so that he can watch the way tears well up in those pretty eyes of yours as you choke out cries of his name.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “mhm? that feel good baby? you’re doin’ so good, taking my cock deep inside ya. that’s it, princess, fuck… makin’ me feel so good with this tight little pussy.” praise. lots and lots of praise.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 he loves to rub your clit when he knows you’re close to cumming. always flattens out his fingers against your sensitive bud of nerves while he tells you to play with your nipples, loving the way your eyes lock on his all while you’re the perfect picture of lust underneath him.

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 “gonna cum, baby? go on, want you to make a mess all over me… m’ not gonna stop till i fuck you senseless.”

mamba celebrates 100 — jjk and haikyuu selfship event!

#olympia.#aphrodite.#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu selfship #ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ lem!#im sorry i kept you waiting sweets :(#i hope this makes up for all this time!

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The nitty gritty is watering down katara's character so she's just a meek girl ? Your lying If you really think that's the same character. The producers said they would take an axe to the main characters and that's where the show really suffers...also nothing is perfect people like you is why we get stuck with mediocrity

?? I finished episode 5 but what😭 how is katara just a meek girl, i feel like yes she has a little less rage but other than that she shows that shes smart and powerful and her own person? Explain what is watered down i feel like animation usually over-exaggerates facial expressions and voices for the most part, so i’m not surprised that katara has more subtle strength so far, and also the actress has a very kind face, but i think shes still able to show some of that anger. (I havent watched the water master fight yet so maybe thats where you’re talking about, so i cant speak on that)

Idk what taking an axe to the main characters means (like really cutting them apart? Cuz i doubt they would promote a show by saying its gonna be bad but who knows). But i feel like the characters are all pretty accurate with how they carry themselves, of course they’re younger so acting wont be perfect but i think the imperfections are what brings them to life. I know a lot of people hate the writing, i feel like it’s quite similar to the show? (Though its been maybe 3-4 years since i last rewatched it) and some lines especially from something previously animated are gonna sound awkward in real life, which is why generally i believe live actions arent necessary for any animation, though in this case i’m really enjoying just rewatching atla and my childhood be brought to life.

Nothing is perfect: ok i was using perfect mostly because i was very excited about it, of course i know theres things that could be changed to improve it but a lot of those things are impossible (like you cant get an actress thats EXACTLY katara and will make everyone happy, because shes a drawing) but overall, i think the landscapes come close to perfect (i’m just really into fantasy scenes and i think it’s so beautiful and impressive to see things like the omashu supply rail and the air temple come to life. And zuko’s boat looks so awesome and so accurate too.) And i thought the cgi looked slightly silly at first (especially air) but then i realized that we were always seeing drawings of aangs air in the animation which would look even stupider irl so i made my peace pretty quickly.

People like me is why we get stuck with mediocrity… hm. I feel like my opinion probably has nothing to do with what comes out on tv, especially because in this society haters have the real power, and you guys tearing it down are more likely to get it cancelled. I don’t think any production team takes an animated film or show and thinks ‘yea im gonna make this absolutely awful,’ (though i’m really not sure what they were thinking when making the pjo movie, its good as a standalone but they went so off course from the plot…) of course they’re all just trying to fit what they think into the show and express their own opinions, which are ultimately going to be a lot different than some people watching it.

Overall, ok i haven’t watched the og in years, so my memory on comparing each episode of the show to the live action is not going to be at the level of others (which i think boosts the enjoyability 100x over). But as i watch it, i remember tons of parts of the animation, and it makes me super happy that it has the same air as the show, albeit slightly more serious because they can’t fit all the funny filler episodes (if they ever created a live action lost appa episode i would lose it that cannot happen).

Maybe i sounded rude in my original post (i changed it quickly bc it was very angry at first lol) so sorry i know you’re all entitled to your opinion, it’s just i was SO EXCITED and then checked the tag on tumblr only to see that everyone hated it… i always feel inferior to people who really like films etc because i tend to enjoy things that other people hate, (like i really enjoyed the avatar way of water movie even if it was super long, and i know people DESPISED it). So maybe i seem like someone who is satisfied with mediocrity, and maybe i am, i focus mostly on the backgrounds and beauty of movies because im really into art and much less on acting and script (though i can appreciate beautiful characters, i was Blown Away by live action suki and hair down sokka my jaw dropped fr) i agree i am fairly simple to please in terms of this type of thing.

SORRY THIS IS GETTING QUITE LONG IM SURE U WONT READ IT ALL but i hope ur finding joy in life since live action atla is obviously not doing it for u

#avatar the last airbender #atla #JUST MY OPINION #take it all with a grain of salt #im quite bad at wording things sometimes

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