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imsilay · 8 months

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LETHAL

NSFW! mdni, cw: possessive behavior, somnophilia, drugging, stalker!König, obsessive König (idk lmk if i forget anything)

word count: 1.5k

summary: he was picky and he picked you.

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art cr: Tava_tavatic on twt

You were doing the dishes as he was watching you from the apartment building next door which had a wonderful view of your bedroom and kitchen. He had seen enough to know many things about you and your life. You left your house at 10 AM every day and returned at 8 PM. You were a homebody, never wanting to leave your home aside from work and you only had your cat for company. You lived alone in a nice house and didn't often have friends over. He couldn't see any guys when your friends came by, meaning you were single, perfect.

He could even hear the music you were playing while doing the dishes. Your delicious-looking lips moved in time with the song, mumbling the lyrics. He couldn't tear his eyes off your lips. Focusing on them and imagining how they would taste. Perhaps blackberry? He had seen the lip balm you bought a few days before when you complained about how dry your lips were in the winter. Would you let him taste it and find out? Would you even look at him after discovering what he did?

His thoughts were cut off when you finished cleaning the dishes and embraced your cat, it was bed time. His gaze was glued on your back as you left the kitchen and disappeared into your living room, and then reappeared in your bedroom. He knew every part of your house. His heart raced when you put the cat down on your bed and then began removing your shirt revealing the curves of your body and the black bra he was stupidly fond of. He moved closer to the window without realizing it. Crossing his arms to stop the aching feeling to touch your smooth skin, his fingers dug into his arms when you finally tossed the shirt somewhere in your room, probably onto the chair, and then threw yourself onto your mattress.

Yawning and getting comfortable with your cat, it purred and get its place next to you. He wishes it was him… Curling next to you falling asleep with the warmth of your body. But it was impossible, cause he was just your sweet neighbor that you only had small chats, cause he was fucking massive and probably would take the majority of the space of your bed. You eventually fell asleep, he checked his watch. Just in time.

Well maybe it wasn’t that impossible…

He continued his observation for a few more minutes but he was unable to contain himself anymore. He had to be with you. He had to feel you, your body, your hair, the curve of your waist and hips. He wanted to touch your lips, but he was afraid that if he kissed you he would just get lost into them and fuck you there.

He shook his head and pulled himself out of his thoughts before they got dirtier. He grabbed the keys of his and your house and made his way to your apartment. After entering your home and closing the door behind himself, he took his sweet time to breathe in the smell. It was full of you, it made his head spin and heart race. This was his first time coming into your house when you’re there. You were so introverted and had barely any friends. You were living happily in your small world, that was until he came.

The man was over two meters and had on a strange looking mask. He immediately drew your attention because he just looked like some game characters you played. At first he was distant, cold. His icy-blue eyes were intimidating but somehow inviting. You were the first to start the conversation with him, asking about his work. You two became closer with time but it was never too friendly. He was just some neighbor you knew. But he wanted more. Much more.

So after many months of observation and gaining a lot of information about you, he managed to copy your keys. He would come into your house and feed your cat with treats making his presence known and loved. Unfortunately just with your cat. But now his dreams were coming true. He had given you some homemade cookies. And poor you accepted them without any suspicion and now you were on your bed, in a deep sleep, as he walked into your room. Your cat immediately noticed him.

But he was too mesmerized by your sleeping form on the bed that he was frozen in his place. The cat meowed loudly, drawing his attention to it, he gave it some treats he brought with him. Everything was planned. When the cat was out of the room and the door of your bedroom was locked, he walked to your bed. He was finally here. Right next to you as you slept beautifully. He swallowed thickly and sat on the bed. The bed made a squeaking noise with his weight.

You looked even more pretty this close. His gaze lingered on your face; his breath hitched when his gaze stopped on your lips. He reached out a hand and brushed the strands of hair off your face. He was so nervous that his hands were shaking when he touched your hair. It was as soft as he imagined it would be. He tucked your hair behind your ear; his fingers lingered on your jaw before stopping on your chin and tilting your head up just a little, just so he could see your face better. Your lips parted and a soft sigh escaped from your lips when he did; his heart skipped a beat.

You continued to sleep, without noticing the man's touch on your face, thanks to the cookies. His thumb caressed your lips. He closed his eyes for a moment and bit his lower lip. He was holding the urge to give into his feelings, to give in to his desires and take you just then, in that moment. But he had to be patient. He wanted your first time together to be special, like you deserved. But it was turning him on so much to see you in that vulnerable state. He just wanted to tore of your bra and see what’s underneath. Then move to your sleeping shorts and take them off along with your panties so he could eat you out until you cum or wake up. He wondered what your expression would look like.

But still… it was just his fantasies. It caused him pain physically. “Scheiße, Maus.” he mumbled with a sigh. He took of his mask with his still trembling hands and put it on your nightstand, then took of his boots placing them on the floor next to your bed. He was ready to curl up with you. He climbed next to you, close. So close that you felt his breath on your face. His heart was beating like crazy now. His hands found your waist. “Gott.” he hissed when he felt how soft your skin was. His arms snaked around your waist and drew you close until your body fit perfectly with his, lips only centimeters apart. “Mine.” he growled. He felt like he was going to have a heart attack because the proximity of your body. Your body was almost disappeared inside his arms. It only made him want to protect and posses you.

His fingers caressed your skin as he watched your face closely. To memorize everything about you. He even tried to count your eyelashes. It was stupid but he was just too lost in your beauty. One of his hands found yours and put it on his face. Like you was caressing his cheek. It was pathetic but he was too desperate for your affection. He left your hand on his cheek and his hand found your back. His fingers tracing up and down on your spine then eventually stopped on the clasp of your bra. “Nein, not now.” he scolded himself with his eyes frowned. His gaze found your lips again and softened. He wanted- no he craved to kiss you. Your lips looked delicious.

He swallowed and closed his eyes promising himself that he would stop after a taste. When he opened his eyes, he was determined to contain himself; to show restraint. So, his hand was on your chin again, tilting your head up to meet his lips. When his lips brushed against yours, he took in a sharp breath; like someone just hit him with a bat, kissing you felt like it. His hand on your waist pulled you closer, as close as he could. His kiss started slowly, with all of his love and affection; with all of his feelings. But the craving... the craving only grew. His whole body shook as he stole your breath. The determination of containing himself was no where to be found with his morals. He moaned into your mouth and his cock throbbed. His hands traveled down and big palms covered your hips. The kiss was sloppy and hungrier now. He was too lost into heaven. You were his heaven.

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Stalker König has a special place in my heart. this is definitely my favorite work. also i post everyday -sometimes 2 posts in a day- so if you follow me i won’t disappoint ;)

i’m so sleepless so i’m just gonna post this and post the rest tomorrow.

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soapsilly · 5 months

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Betrayal - Roronoa Zoro Imagine

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x reader

Spoilers for One Piece (?)

Summary: It's been two years since the straw hats got seperated by Bartholomew Kuma. Two years since (Y/N) and Zoro have last seen each other but when the day finally came to reunite things didn't quite play out like they had envisioned.

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Part 2 Part 3

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It wasn't love at first sight. Not at all. It wasn't like they disliked each other either - far from it actually. When the Straw Hats picked her up, it didn't take long for (Y/N) to make friends with almost the whole crew. When they arrived on her little autumn island it didn't take much convincing for them to make her part of the crew. She liked her little home outside of the village but she was never part of it. The Straw Hats found (Y/N) when they made a stop at the island for supplies. Whilst Nami and Sanji stormed to the market in the search for pretty things and food supplies respectively, Zoro and Luffy wandered into the next bar for drinks and meat - also respectively. That left Chopper and Usopp on the look out for medicinal herbs and whatever else was needed for Usopp's ammunition. When they asked the townspeople they told them about the witch that lived outside the village. The villagers usually avoided her unless they needed something - which made (Y/N) a rather lonely person. When Chopper and Usopp told their captain about what they've heard, Luffy was immediately excited. So the whole crew made their way up the hill to the hut where the alleged witch was located.

Once they arrived, Chopper immediately went for the flowers and herbs that grew in the garden infront of the little house.

"I wouldn't touch those. Most of them are poisonous", the girl that came out of the house didn't look like a witch at all. No warts, no hooked nose, not even a witchy hat or black boots. In fact, she was young and -

"Beautiful!", the tall, blond guy was at her side at an instant. He took her hand in his and starred deeply into her eyes, "my name is Sanji and you are?"

"(Y/N)", she giggled.

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It was easy for (Y/N) to make friends with the crew - well most of them. Luffy was a friendly guy by nature so no problem there, Sanji was swooned as soon as she stepped out of her house, Nami was just happy to have another girl on the ship and Chopper was happy about the few healing balms and herbs she could provide him with - even though he had hoped for more when he saw the densely vegetated garden in front of the witch's house. Much to his dismay most of them were poisonous plants, not because she planned something foul but rather just because she liked them the most. Usopp wasn't as easy to win over as he seemed to be rather sceptical of strangers, but as she handed him some ammunition for his sling shot she finally gained his sympathy. The first batch was a little too strong for Usopps liking - lethal to be specific - but after careful calibration, whoever was hit fell into a temporary paralysis, much to Zoro's dismay who quickly became Usopp's favourite victim for target practice.

The swordsman however was a different story. He wasn't outright mean to her but no matter how much she tried, how many smiles she sent his way or how many attempts at small talk she started, he just didn't seem to care. She didn't take offence to that though. She still enjoyed his company whilst the crew sat down for dinner or during their excursions to different islands. It was during those times that she noticed his abysmal sense of direction, his affinity for hard liquor and his dislike for a certain curly-eyebrowed cook. She always enjoyed the seemingly pointless fights that the two would get themselves into. It's not that she disliked either of them - quite the contrary in fact - she grew rather fond of both of the men even if one of them didn't want much to do with her and the other wanted a little too much. It was rather that entertainment on deck was scarce and they never really hurt each other in a serious way anyways - so no harm, no foul .

One night after dinner when most of the crew went on to do their separate things, (Y/N) decided to try it again with Zoro.

"Is it your turn to keep watch tonight?", she asked as she approached him on deck.

He looked at her for a few seconds but decided to answer her anyways. "No, I think it's Usopp and that shitty cook tonight"

That's just what the girl wanted to hear. "Great!"

He sent her a suspicious squint but let her continue.

"You like alcohol" - she stated and as if to confirm her statement he lifted his cup, which was already filled with some kind of liquor - "I got us some", she continued.

"I got my own", he grunted.

"This one's better. Believe me, I made it", she grinned.

"You made this?"

"Yep"

"Yourself?"

"Yep"

"With your poison plants? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Yep.... Well, no", she sighed, "it's really good. In a low dosage it has a euphoric effect. I usually drink it as a tea but I made it as a drink.. for us to share?"

The green haired man contemplated for a moment but then shrugged and held out his cup for her to fill.

After the first sip, he let the taste linger for a second and then decided to chug the whole thing before (Y/N) could protest.

"I like it. Give me another cup"

"What? No! This is stronger than normal sake. It's not supposed to be downed. You can't have another one so soon after the first"

"I don't feel a thing. I can handle it. Give me another"

She thought for a moment. What was the worst thing that could happen?

"Only if you drink this one slowly..."

He sent her a short nod, indicating his approval.

So for a while they sat there in silence sipping their drinks with the occasional question here and there.

"So, you're a witch, huh?"

"Me? Nah.. The townspeople liked to say that because I like to do tarot card readings and sold them potions and healing balms. There's nothing magical about it but rumours spread fast in such a little village"

"Why didn't you correct them?"

"I don't care. I made money off of it", she shrugged.

They both fell into silence again but it felt comfortable. She could feel the slight buzz already forming and by the glow on Zoro's cheeks, she could see that the drink started to have it's effect on him too.

"I wouldn't mind another drink, you know", he grinned at her mindlessly.

It was late already but (Y/N) didn't feel like cutting the time with Zoro short. Who would've thought that the way into a man's heart was freshly distilled alcohol?

Just as she was about to fill their cups yet another time, Sanji made his way patrolling around the ship. Only the sight of the cook was enough to make Zoro clench his jaw.

"What's your problem with Sanji?", she found the interaction hilarious.

"You wouldn't understand anyways. That talentless ero-cook..."

"Hey.. he might be a pervert, but his food is amazing!", she scolded the moss-head.

"You don't seem to mind the way he dances around you and Nami", he huffs.

"No, I think it's kinda nice actually but I wouldn't put too much thought into it", she shrugged, "he can't control himself around women. I wouldn't fall for a guy like that"

"Hah!", the swordsman seemed to like hearing that. One man's misfortune is another man's treasure. Especially if the first man happened to be a curly-browed cook.

The night went on and on and the more the two of them drank the more they opened up about their past, their dreams and aspirations. But since (Y/N)'s alcohol was indeed stronger than what Zoro was used to after a few more cups the deep conversations turned into silly jokes and stupid impressions, which was not unusual for (Y/N) at all but when Usopp told the others about what he saw in the morning neither wanted to believe Zoro had partaken aswell.

"I knew she was a real witch... She cast a spell on him", Chopper whispered.

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Since that night Zoro and (Y/N) would consider each other as friends. Neither would talk about it but during meal times they would sit by each other, during island walks they stayed with each other and during night patrol they kept each other company. And every now and again at night they would sit down on the deck with a bottle of (Y/N)'s liquor and repeat the first time they really talked to each other. And it was during those times that during a moonlit night they shared their first kiss. The next morning neither could say who it was, that initiated it but it didn't really matter anyways. For the most part nothing really changed between them and they never gave it a name but they never kept it a secret either.

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Zoro wasn't the same after Thriller Bark. He spent all his free time excercising and training without giving his body the time to properly heal.

"Zoro... please", she stood in the doorway of the crow's nest, "you need to heal"

He ignored her and just kept going.

"You heard what Chopper said. I'm worried about you"

Still no response.

"Damnit! Zoro, is your deathwish that big?", her voice was equal parts angry and sad, "how will you become the best swordsman in the world when you're dead?"

With a loud 'BANG' Zoro dropped his weight and turned to the girl in front of him, "I made a promise! Don't you understand I need to become stronger?"

(Y/N), of course knew about Zoro's past. She knew about Kuina and his promise to her but why did he have to be so stubborn?

"Is that promise more important than all of us? Your nakama?", she was on the verge of tears now.

"It's not just that", he yelled back. Why was she so stupid? "If I don't become stronger, I can't protect any of you"

"You can't protect us either if you're dead! And then you'll never be the world's best swordsman and I'll be alone again!", she screamed.

The Straw Hats could hear the fighting all the way down on deck. They were used to their fights being loud but this was different. Sanji was already half-way up the ladder to break up the fight, outraged that Zoro would dare to make (Y/N)-chan cry but Robin held him back telling him that there were some things that a couple needs to sort out themselves.

That night (Y/N) took the time to put a heap of pillows and blankets into the crow's nest to make it easier for him to relax a little. At first he refused to follow her at all but once she grabbed his hand and really stared into his eyes he realized how serious she was. Once she got him to settle in, she turned to leave but his voice stopped her.

"Stay", his voice was quiet, "please, stay"

She nodded and turned back to him. Usually she was the one to initiate closeness between the two, so moments like those were rare. Once she nestled into the mountains of pillows she heard his voice again.

"I'm sorry"

She was stunned. All the years and all the fights, she never heard him apologize to her before. She tried to say something but he continued.

"I know I'm stubborn, but the thought of not being strong enough to protect any of you kills me. I won't always have time to heal and when the time comes and we'll get attacked I will have to fight. And if anyone, especially you, gets hurt because I wasn't strong enough, I wouldn't be able to live with that"

The witch didn't know how to react to his confession. Instead she opted to brush her fingers to Zoro's green hair and soon after she could hear the deep snores of her lover.

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The Straw Hats were hopelessly at the mercy of marine admiral Kizaru. There was nothing they could do. All of them were battered and bruised already from the fight with the Kuma Androids and now (Y/N) had to witness Zoro collapse from one of the Admiral's attacks. In the distance she could hear Luffy scream his name. She knew it was too soon for a fight. Almost automatically she sprinted to the sprawled out form of her boyfriend. Once she reached him, there wasn't much time to spare. She grabbed his form and dragged his body away from the impending kick, that would kill him. Brook and Usopp tried to attack Kizaru while (Y/N) created some distance but in the blink of an eye the admiral stood above Zoro once again. One leg on his back, the other hovering above his head.

"I won't let you get away. It's no use", he said almost too calmly.

The thoughts inside of (Y/N)'s head were racing and before she knew what she was doing she threw herself over Zoro's exposed form.

"You fool. That won't save him. You'll die together", Kizaru laughed almost carelessly.

Her heart was racing and she felt the blood rushing in her ears, but she didn't dare to open her eyes.

"Get away!", she couldn't quite tell whose voice it was that reached her ears first but after the first exclamation another followed and another and another... but she only shook her head repeatedly tears streaming down her face.

"Go", Zoro's deep voice sounded raspy and like even that small little word hurt him immensely but (Y/N) only shook her head yet again not caring that the man beneath her could probably not even see it. But the deadly stomp never came. Instead, Rayleigh, Gol D. Roger's first mate, decided to come in and fight with admiral Kizaru himself.

"Grab Zoro and get out of there!", she heard Luffy yell. Usopp grabbed Zoro underneath his arm and dragged him out of the danger zone.

"You - You should have left", the swordsman tried to scold his girlfriend but his voice was weak.

"Can we fight about this once we're safely back on the Sunny, please?"

He tried to laugh, their bickering was one of his favourite things about their relationship but they never even got the chance to return to their home. Shortly after Kizaru, the real Kuma showed up and one after the other the Straw Hat Pirates disappeared.

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It's been two years since Kuma seperated the crew, two years since Luffy lost Ace, two years since Zoro has last seen (Y/N). But the time has finally come to reunite. Zoro was actually the first to arrive ten days ago. Shortly after the other Straw Hats arrived one after another. It was only the witch that was still missing. Zoro couldn't wait to tell her that not only did he arrive before her AND that shitty cook, he also arrived first overall. He decided to conveniently remain silent about the help of a certain Ghost Ghost Brat.

"Has anybody had any contact with (Y/N) in the last two years?", Nami asked the group but she only earned headshakes as a response. Zoro felt a touch of melancholy. He would never admit it infront of the crew but eventhough he had used every single day of those two years for training with Mihawk, he did miss her. And then just like that, there she was walking up the gangway.

Zoro felt like his heart skip a beat once he saw her fully. She didn't change much, she was still beautiful. So much infact, that the ero-cook almost bled out once she went to greet him. The only thing that changed were the many tattoos that littered her body - mostly her arms. Flowers, beetles, stars and moons.

She came up to him last but something was weird. He expected her to leap into his arms like she had done so often in the past. He never initiated PDA infront of others - or rather at all - but he never complain when she did it, but this time she just stood there.

"Zoro, your eye..."

For a second he felt insecure. He never paid the fresh scar that decorated his left eye any mind and he didn't think that (Y/N) would either.

"Are you okay?", she seemed worried.

He grunted as to confirm that he was fine.

"You look good", she sent him a reassuring smile.

For a while the two of them just stood there but then Luffy's loud voice pulled them out of the moment.

"So now that we're complete let's set sail!"

(Y/N) flinched and then looked panicked.

"Wait, no, no no. There's something I need to tell you guys"

The crew waited in silence for their friend to continue.

"I won't come be coming you"

It was quiet for a few secong before Luffy's booming laugh filled the space, clearly thinking she was joking but Zoro knew something was wrong. In all those years as a fighter he learned to observe high stress situations and this was one. He couldn't quite put his finger on it but something was very wrong.

"Luffy... I'm not - I'm not joking", her voice was quiet.

Luffy abruptly stopped laughing. She didn't dare look up into the faces of her former crew mates in fears of what she might see but her decision has been made. It's not like she had much of a choice anyways.

"What's going on? Who's making you say this? Is someone threatening you?", Sanji asked. Even he mellowed out considering the tense situation. As much as he disliked the cook, Zoro approved of the questions, he knew she wouldn't leave them on her own accord.

"Nobody is threatening me and nobody is making me say this. I just can't - I don't... I will not be coming with you"

"But why?", Nami tried to reason with her.

"You guys don't understand. I have a home, a little house with a garden..."

"You can have a garden here on the Sunny...", Franky interjected.

"Whatever you'll need from your home, we'll get it on the way. Don't you worry about it", Luffy laughed, still not understanding how serious the situation was. Everybody was talking, asking questions, yelling suggestions but (Y/N) just kept shaking her head vehemently.

"Don't be an idiot. Just tell us what's going on", that was the first time Zoro spoke up. He had enough of the excuses. His voice cut through the noise like a sword and now all eyes laid on him.

"I had a child!", she yelled.

For a few heartbeats nothing and nobody on deck made a sound.

"A little boy to be specific", she continued, "I have a family now"

Zoro could've sworn there was a ringing sound that filled the air but the truth was, it was probably just the blood rushing through his ears.

"What?", Nami's voice sounded cold, mechanic even.

"I-"

"Don't!", (Y/N) had never seen Nami so enraged, "You found someone else? How could you do that? To us? To Zoro?"

"It's been two years...", the witch pleaded.

"So? So? None of us had any issues keeping it in our pants but you had to go and play house with the next best guy ?"

Nami's words hurt but (Y/N) knew that she deserved them. It was never her intention to hurt anybody - especially Zoro - but two years were a long time and a lot has changed.

(Y/N) looked around but the other Straw Hats avoided looking at her. Once her gaze landed on the spot where Zoro was leaning against the railing, she noticed that he was missing. She didn't know at what point he had left but she didn't blame him.

(Y/N) tried to say something but as soon as she opened her mouth Nami interrupted her.

"You should leave"

The other woman nodded and turned to say her goodbyes to the rest of the crew.

"So... Fish-Man Island, huh?", she sent Robin a little smile. The older woman was always so understanding even when the other person didn't really deserve it.

"Yes.. but first we'll have to make a stop at the next island over. Sabaody is full of marines, we didn't get all the supplies we needed, soooo if you change your mind ...", she suggested.

"I don't think Nami would let me live if I'll ever show my face around here again", she answered, "not that I could blame her"

"Give it some time", Robin hugged the younger woman as a farewell.

For a moment (Y/N) just stood there staring at the ladder to the crow's nest. But before she could even make an attempt to say her good-byes to Zoro Nami interjected.

"Don't you even dare. Don't think about it. Just leave."

(Y/N) was happy that Zoro had his friends that cared so much about him. Nami really cared about every single one of them - even if they sometimes drove her crazy. And if somebody hurt them, may it be their own nakama or anybody else, her mama-bear instinct kicked in. The boys always acted like the strongest, toughest warriors of the sea but deep down she knew they were idiots at heart. Her idiots.

"Nami-", the witch decided to try it a last time but the navigator only turned away from her former friend, signaling her that she doesn't have anything to say to her anymore.

As (Y/N) was walking down the gangway Usopp climbed up the crow's nest.

"Zoro... (Y/N) is leaving..."

But Zoro did not make a move. In fact, he didn't even react to Usopp at all. He just kept on exercising the way he usually does whenever anything is on his mind. In times like these, it was (Y/N), who would calm him down and get him to eat and even relax a little but now it was her that caused his isolation. He never felt the need to open up to anybody. Love was more of the ero-cook's thing even if he never actually had any success with the women he made his feeble attempts at. Zoro remembered how him and (Y/N) used to make fun of how much he was doing with so little payoff. He put some more weights on to get his mind away from the hurtful memory.

He would've never thought that she'd do something like that. Zoro wasn't the jealous type - never has been. Even when they were together the cook wouldn't stop flirting with (Y/N) but the swordsman was never worried. And whenever a slimey fool in the bars during their island journeys got a little too close for comfort, his girlfriend would easily send them away.

"I'd keep my hands to myself if I were you", she'd say, "Do you see that mosshead over there? He'll be the strongest swordsman in the world. You reeaally shouldn't bother his girlfriend"

His girlfriend...

Zoro shook his head. He was a fool. Of course, she'd find someone else. She basically always told him that she wasn't a person that could deal with being alone easily. That was probably the only reason she was ever with him to begin with. He put yet another set of weights on the barbell. She already said she wouldn't fall for Sanji. So was he just the next best option? But a whole family? A child? If it was just a new boyfriend, she could've surely left him after the two years. She could've come back to him. Zoro was so hopelessly in love with her, he wouldn't even care. But now she had a family. A family that she would never leave alone. She knew how much Robin suffered from losing her mother early. She wouldn't do that. Zoro let the weights drop to the floor with a loud 'BANG'. With all that thinking the swordsman however never once stopped to consider that his former partner made her choice not only out of obligation but rather because the truly was happier now...

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Epilogue

(Y/N) never felt as lost as the moment when she stepped off the Thousand Sunny. Within just a matter of moments she lost her family, her friends, her nakama. And even worse, she hurt someone, that she very deeply cared about. For a while she just stood there, thoughts rushing through her head. But whatever scenario she made up, there wasn't any other way. So after a few deep breaths she made her way back to her new home - back to the moss-headed boy, that reminded her so much of his father already.

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heich0e · 2 years

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"You're taking fucking forever in there."

You ignore Levi's irritated comment as you fiddle with the buckles on your shoes, too tiny to clasp easily and at a part of your ankle that requires your legs to be both tilted and bent to access them. A lethal combination in opposition to your dexterity.

"Are you sewing that dress by hand or what?"

His voice is nearer to your bedroom door now, a little bit more difficult to tune out with only the thin wood between you.

"No, my little mice helpers are doing that for me while I sing to them," you call back, but your words are light and flippant where his were heavy with the weight of his impatience.

"It wouldn't surprise me if you did have your own army of vermin with the amount of junk you've got in this apartment." You can't see Levi's face but you know he's looking around your living room with his nose crinkled in the particular way he does when he finds something distasteful.

You scoff as you finally succeed in doing up your second buckle. You lift your head so you can snap your rebuttal directly towards your closed door.

"Sorry we can't all live like minimalist monks!"

Levi snorts in reply. "I'm hardly a minimalist, I just don't accumulate needless things."

"You only own one bowl, one plate, and one mug."

You've known Levi since college, and you're fairly certain he has the same amount of possessions filling the entirety of his one-bedroom apartment that he did in his one-room dorm a decade prior. Probably the same ones, too.

"That way no one ever tries to come over for meals, it's clever."

"It's spartan."

There's a light thump on the other side of your door, and you wonder what it may have been.

"Didn't you ever read those Marie Kondo books?" Levi's voice is impossibly close now, like he's got his forehead pressed to your door. The thump makes a little more sense.

You laugh a bit to yourself as you imagine the way he's slumped against the expanse of wood, long-dressed in his suit and ready to go where you've taken your time getting ready. It's not your fault Levi showed up thirty minutes earlier than he said he would to pick you up for the company party your shared workplace was throwing that evening--though you should have expected it, given he's never been tardy to anything in the entire time the two of you had been friends.

"Can't say I did," you reply as you cross your bedroom, leaning over in your mirror to get one last close-up look at your face. You run your thumbnail against the edge of your bottom lip where your gloss was slightly ill-applied. "Why do you ask?"

"S'all that," Levi sighs, "'spark joy' bullshit. Don't keep things in your space if they don't make you happy or whatever."

You smile at your own reflection, eyes flickering to the image of your bedroom door you can see in the glass.

"And what if all my 'junk' makes me happy?"

There's some shuffling, and a moment later Levi mutters: "How can an issue of a magazine from 2010 make you happy?"

You suspect he's plucked an old copy of some fashion magazine off the stack resting on the bookshelf beside your door. You've actually been meaning to throw those away for a while, but you don't tell him that.

"How can you manage to not find happiness in anything?"

"That's not true," he argues.

"Oh yeah?" you counter, adjusting the way your necklace is resting against your collarbones. "Name something that you keep around just because it makes you happy."

"My kettle."

"Nope," you answer immediately, grabbing your purse off the end of your bed and heading towards the door, "that serves a practical, utilitarian purpose. I mean something useless that you just like. Just something you think is pretty."

You grasp the handle and pull it open, and you take Levi by surprise--he barely catches himself with a hand on either side of the door frame to keep from crashing into you.

There's a little pink mark at the centre of his brow where he'd been leaning against the door, and his eyes are wide.

"You ready to go?" you ask him, tucking your bag under your arm.

He's frozen, his expression still a little taken aback.

"What?" you ask him, suddenly self conscious. Your hands tug at the material of your dress nervously. "Should I change?"

"No," he says, soft but sure. "You look... fine."

Your face pinches.

"Fine?"

"Nice," Levi corrects himself, finally looking away. He fiddles with the stack of magazines he'd been complaining about moments prior. "You look nice."

"Wow, Ackerman, with compliments like that it's shocking that you have to take your best friend as your date to the company party and not one of the countless women I'm sure are knocking at your door."

Levi narrows his eyes, tossing you a withering look.

"You're the one who said we should go together."

"That's because I want to blackout at the open bar, and you're the only person I know who turns down a drink on the corporate dollar," you say with a bright smile.

Levi tuts in annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest, his eyes wandering away from you again. "Charming."

A beat of silence passes.

Levi sucks in a little breath.

"You."

"Pardon?" you ask, and not even because he said it so quietly you barely understood him, but because it doesn't quite make sense.

"Something I keep around just because I like it," Levi says, his eyes fixed so intently on the outdated magazine stack that you're surprised the pages don't burst into flames. "Just because it makes me happy..."

Your heart stutters in its rhythm, a sudden weakness in your knees you can't chalk up to the height of your heels as easily as you may have liked to.

"...Just because it's pretty."

You swallow thickly.

His eyes meet yours.

The time and space between the two of you is thick and sweet like honey, and you wade through it slowly as you fight to find your words. You swear you can almost taste it as your tongue peeks out to moisten your already glossy lips.

"We should probably go," you say quietly, reaching out to adjust the lapel of Levi's suit. If your touch lingers a moment longer than it ought to, if your fingers brush against him in a way that friends' shouldn't, neither of you says anything about it.

Levi nods and clears his throat, taking the slightest step away from you towards your front door. "We gotta get you back before midnight after all, Cinderella."

You blink, a little confused, a little dazed, a little bit of a head rush still clouding your thoughts.

"The mice, remember?" Levi offers when he sees your curious look, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Oh," you laugh, letting your head hang as you nod slightly. "Right."

The two of you make your way down to the parking lot outside of your apartment building towards Levi's car, and you watch as the lights flash when he unlocks it.

"I've got two mugs, by the way," Levi says as he pulls the driver's side door open, and you pause with your hand on the handle of your own. He looks at you over the roof of his car, his eyes suddenly firmer than you'd seen them all night. More insistent. More sure.

You tilt your head, confused.

He ducks down to slide into his seat, but not before calling back to you one last time:

"The other one is yours."

#levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman #aot drabble #aot writing #writing #here u go anon idk what this is

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eliksni-enjoyer · 4 months

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Been watching a bunch of lethal company clips and all I can think is "imagine if Guardians where that dramatic?" Like, very often I see people characterize Guardians as stoic and skillful and easily bareing through pain and being silent even as they die horribly, but I'm thinking 'what Guardians weren't that?' Guardians screeching and horribly failing a dodge as something is thrown at them, Guardians just yelling their heads off over a thrall or something suddenly appearing beside them, Guardians attempting a jump and not even making it two inches off the ground. Just, Guardians being dumbasses, and this applies to Hive Guardians as well.

#hayhay talkin'#destiny the game #destiny 2

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f3mme-f4tale · 3 months

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streamer!ellie hc

in honor of watching hours upon hours of julien solomita's streams last year, and coming across some streamer!ellie blurbs, i have become obsessed. so, here i am jumping on the bandwagon.

important info about palestine

⭒ the female version of chrismelberger (i am so right about this one)

⭒ her friends screaming “ELLIIEEE!” and her responding with “I didn’t know that would happen, i do apologize” even though she knew it would

⭒ owns a swivel chair

⭒ “lemme cook chat, lemme cook” every two seconds

⭒ she got big playing legend of zelda: breath of the wild even though she wants to be known for fps games

⭒ says she hates fortnite but then plays it at least once a week. her mains are dbd, rdr2 ("its just cowboy simulator"), and phasmophobia

⭒ yells at children on pubg "get outta here bro!"

⭒ chat is always hyping ellie up, even when she's being rly annoying

user1: spare one crumb pls ma'am

user2: ok hands

user3: shhh ur so pretty when u don't talk babe

⭒ you're one of her moderators and she likes to constantly bully you on stream, to which you just reply with y/nmod: ????

⭒ she loves to randomly send you her merch, especially when you send her pics back of you wearing only her merch. she's so down bad for you, like true simp loser!ellie behavior

⭒ has a mommy kink??? because yes she would

⭒ she begs you to play dbd or phas with her, even though you prefer games like the sims or life is strange

⭒ you tried the lara croft tomb raider games once and now you beg her to try them out because "respectfully, she's so hot bro"

⭒ she finally does, to which she says some pretty... inappropriate things and the entire time ellie's chat is going

user1: huh??

user2: sorry say that one more time

user3: aintnoway

user4: no better than a man

"but chat imagine y/n in this outfit"

y/nmod: choosing to ignore that

⭒ you will get sent tiktok edits of ellie from ellie, bc ego

⭒ she still quotes vines even though its 2024. she likes to say "i smell llike beef" extremely close into the mic and "i wanna be a cowboy baby" when playing rdr2

⭒ she likes to show chat her tiktok likes, but its all cat videos and clips of lethal company

#ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie williams #tlou #tlou2 #fanfic #lesbian #streamer!ellie #ellie williams fic #headcannons #wlw #gamer!ellie

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stinkysam · 5 months

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Buggy the Clown - Twitch streamer.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : "MODERN AU where buggy is a famous streamer and the reader is his biggest supporter/donor in his streams." - anon

Reader : male (he/you)

A/N : Part TWO

You fell on one of his streams when you were bored out of your mind. He was doing makeup content before playing a game. You followed his channel without subbing at first, watching his streams for a few months.

Then, one day, you decided to sub to his channel.

He had a discreet notification for his subs and small donations, so he didn't notice at first when you subbed and donated. Only for your one year anniversary of subbing, he did notice because the notification was different, confettis appearing in the corner of the screen with “[username] has subscribed for 12 months in a row!”. And that's also when you decided to make your first big donation when he started playing.

He was playing a horror game, or more accurately, trying to speedrun it without much success to avoid the jumpscares.

He was in the complete dark, his blinds closed and curtains drawn to be in the ambiance, lights off. Only the light of his computer lit his face partially. And then, a sound of money clinking loudly was heard, making you laugh as he jumped in his seat, surprised by the sudden notification. You had given 15.000 berries. And despite that, he still screamed at you for scaring him while still being a bit sheepish for such a big donation.

Then, it became a habit, trying to scare him with donations during scary games or while watching short horror movies. He quickly learned your username because of that.

He'd tell his subs to be more like you, though, because you make big donations with messages like “Hello boss :HeyGuys:”, “Here's my salary for you, boss.”, “Looking handsome boss :SeemsGood:” which always makes him smile or laugh.

There are a lot of people that like to pop in to talk about his nose, mocking it or just innocently asking about it, which always makes him yell at them, banning them on his own. Remaining upset for the rest of the stream.

So you asked in one of your donations to be a moderator. To ban them at his place so he wouldn't even have to read them. Plus, all streamers have moderators, so he should have some as well. Especially for his big channel.

He had agreed jokingly, making you moderator for one stream only. But it went so well that he left you like this.

Buggy found it refreshing to not read about his nose constantly, watching as their message turned into <message deleted> in a matter of seconds.

Eventually, you asked him to add more moderators so the chat wouldn't be so ruthless. And quickly, with rules and moderators -cabagee and sheepemohji-, it became nicer to read. Less trolls and kids trying to be funny.

One day, he wanted to play with other people at Lethal Company, but he had no one to play with, so he invited the moderators who could come. And you were one of them.

It was the first time he heard your voice, and he was a bit speechless at first. Not knowing how to react. You really had a handsome voice, making him try not to blush on camera. At least his make-up would hide most of it. Right ?

You played for a few hours together before calling it a day and stopping the stream. He couldn't stop thinking about your voice. Or the things you said. It mainly was about the game, but still. Compliment him, and he's gone. Laughing maniacally and out of the camera to hide his red face.

“Of course I'm awesome ! That's the effect I have on people !”

“No, I was saying your-”

“Gyahahahah ! I'm awesome, I know !”

“Alright alright, you're awesome…”

Each time you'd sent in a message, he'd try to imagine you actually saying it.

Buggy is really ashamed by it. If his chat knew he had a small crush on his top donator, one of his moderators, they wouldn't let him -and you- rest.

But what's worse is that it doesn't seem to go away. Each time you play with him, it seems to be more obvious to him he's into you. And he's scared the rest will notice. So he playfully trash talks you a bit. Like he does with the other moderators in hope of hiding it.

“You should blame [username] and cabagee. Or sheepemohji. They're the ones putting you in TO. Or worse, banning you, reducing you to silence forever.” He says, making a sad face while clipping some eyelashes. “Except those who are not subbed. The plebs can complain, I don't care. Ah ! You all deserve being banned !” He suddenly yells, raising a finger in the air.

“If you're so mad about the muzzle they put on you, take it to [username]. He'll-”

‘[Username] donated 15.000 berries’ hello boss o> looking good as always.

“But all his wrongs are forgiven. After all, they're just little mistakes. It's easy to missclick. He has so many of you, shitheads, to look after.”

He thought his little crush on you would leave after some time, but he saw you one day, and he just knew it wouldn't go away.

You met him at a con he attended, he didn't recognize you until the moment you spoke. He almost had a heart attack. You were pretty, too !? He didn't know how to act anymore, and it was all filmed for his occasional irl stream.

He was shaking a bit and struggling to get his words out. He couldn't believe he had you in front of him, after all the money you gave him by subbing and donating.

“You're- you're coming here so you won't have to mod ? Huh ?” He frowned, squinting his eyes.

You gave him a toothy smile, making his heart jump in his chest, and he tried to focus on the autograph he was making.

“I'm still watching them.” You say with a smile showing your phone with the chat scrolling quickly. “They're behaving. There's still sheepemohji and cabagee.”

Buggy laughed, handing you the signed paper. He didn't want you to leave already, but there were people waiting behind you. You waved each other goodbye and you left.

He remained sheepish after your meeting, already impatient to play again with you or so see you once more.

#male reader #m!reader #one piece #one piece imagine #one piece x male reader #one piece live action #one piece live action imagine #one piece live action x male reader #buggy x reader #buggy x you #buggy the clown #buggy the clown x male reader #buggy the clown imagine #buggy the genius jester #opla #opla buggy #opla x male reader #opla imagine

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heartsteel-heartbeats · 5 months

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fellow kayn appreciator hi!!!! love how you write him :D could i please request platonic headcanons or like. general thoughts on how kayn would be as a friend to a gn!reader? whether they're also a performer or not is up to you but specifically they'd have met before kayn joined heartsteel. thank you and i hope life treats you kindly!! 💕

Platonic Kayn HCs

Reader is a performer, Pre-Heartsteel

(( I don’t think you guys actually know what you do to me whenever you compliment the way I write Kayn it has me doing the Markiplier “yippee! wahoo!! yeeee!!” )) ~ OBBY 💗

Being friends with Kayn includes lots of text messages from him. Sometimes you two text each other for hours, other times he has to run cause he’s busy. If you text him before he does after he says he has to do something, you’ll probably be speaking to Rhaast. There’s a 50/50 chance that he’ll stay and chat for a while or he’ll say he can’t chat cause he’s still working.

Sometimes he doesn’t get back to you for a few days. If you’re lucky, he’ll message you within hours. If it is taking him a few days, there’s a good chance you may need to check up on him. Sometimes he loses himself when he’s too focused on working.

On some nights, you two video call on Discord while you’re both working. You may or may not end up getting sidetracked by playing a video game together. FPS, horror, or survival horror. So games like Left 4 Dead, Dying Light, Lethal Company, and even Halo are up there. As long as there’s co-op, you’ll be playing. Sometimes, one of you will share your screen so the other can watch. Games like The Mortuary Assistant, Resident Evil, Alien: Isolation, and Outlast are pretty good.

Going to each other’s concerts isn’t always a guarantee, but both of you try. Not to mention, the paparazzi will be annoying to deal with once people start to realize one of you is at the other’s concert.

Kayn’s not against introducing you to Akali. There’s a good chance she’s heard of you and probably listens to some of your works, so it’s a win. And so, you, Kayn, and Akali are all in a group chat where you just kinda laugh at some hate comments each of you get. It’s especially funny when the thread just keeps going with people arguing. It’s very tempting to go and leave a comment in the argument just to see how it’d go, especially since Kayn would actually try to get you and Akali to say something. Luckily neither of you actually did it. Imagine the articles and posts on social media that would be made about it…

Since this is before Kayn joined Heartsteel, Kayn does sometimes send you some of his works. You know, the ones that were never made public. He knows you accept both him and Rhaast, so think of it as his appreciation for it. Sometimes Rhaast sends ones that Kayn didn’t send yet, but in return, he wants a sneak peek at one of your own.

On that topic, you’ve kept up to date with what his old band has been up to, both before and after he was no longer a part of it. It wasn’t on purpose, it just shows up on your recommended time to time. There was some discourse, and then after Kayn was no longer there, things seemed to take a bit of a turn for the worst for both him and the band. The band was struggling and Kayn’s reputation crashed. Him not releasing his songs to the public didn’t help, but he had his reasons for that. You were in no position to pry, so all you can really do is continue supporting him.

The idea for a collab was always up there even if you’re running solo or not, but it never actually happens because Kayn and Rhaast always have drafts piled up. Rhaast just thinks it’d be pretty fun to do. But seriously, they do need to finish up their own works. A collab is the last thing he needs to add to his list right now.

Sometimes invites you to liven up an alley he found, or a wall in an abandoned building. If you have an idea for his idea, say it. He knows if you’ve got something in mind anyway, so it’d be better to just say it because he’d pester you about it. You’ll probably even notice he brings a little sketchbook sometimes. Also, those spray paints were totally not Akali’s. If you have paint as well, he’ll be taking those too. If you find some missing, you know who to interrogate. Don’t expect him to admit it though.

If you’re the one inviting him, he doesn’t mind if he just watches or pitches in an idea or two. Knowing him, he won’t always just sit and watch. He also doesn’t want you holding back on your artistic ability, so please, go all out and experiment if you have to. Not giving it your all, especially in front of him, is almost insulting to him.

Do you guys get caught? Maybe sometimes. The chase is always fun though. Well, maybe not all the time, but you can still look back at the memory and laugh a bit.

Kayn has one or two of your songs in his little private playlist. Will he ever tell you? Nope.

Sometimes the media goes overboard with your relationship with him. It’d be nice to debunk all of their theories and speculations, but Kayn insisted you let them go at it cause it’s funny. Admittedly, it was. Every small thing was “a hint.” There are some that take some “signs” differently and start wars between both of your fans. Still rather entertaining, but it did feel more concerning. Some fans can be pretty crazy. Usually, those little wars fix themselves within a few weeks if you’re lucky. Maybe months.

If it does come to it, Kayn won’t stop you from posting something in response to hopefully calm things down. Hell, he might even make a post himself. His wording might be a bit aggressive though.

#heartsteel #obby’s scripts!#i feel like some of this is suggesting they like each other 🧍#also sorry if it’s kinda shorter than how much i usually type #league of legends #league of legends heartsteel #heartsteel kayn #lol kayn #shieda kayn #kayn x reader #kayn #league of legends x reader #league of legends rhaast #rhaast

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 10 months

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Hiii! May I, please, request the M6 with an MC who doesn’t show a lot of emotions and is regarded as apathetic by strangers, who actually likes to joke around and shows affection through quality time or acts of service?

Thank you 🫶🫶

The Arcana HCs: When MC comes across colder than they are

~ aww, anon! I had that struggle all through my teens, most of my friends told me they were scared to approach me at first until we actually talked XD I hope you enjoy these! - brainrot ~

Julian

Let's get this straight: you're smart, attractive, capable, single, and (seemingly) emotionally distant? Consider him whipped

Does he find you slightly intimidating? yes. Is that intimidation lethally attractive to him? ... also yes. Is this his sign to play off of that detached attitude as the roguish charmer he is? absolutely

So you can imagine his surprise when, as the two of you get closer, you start to show this playful, affectionate side that he never would have guessed at

Now he loves you twice as much as he used to, and he didn't even think that that was possible

Loves it when you spend quality time with him. He's so used to bouncing around the world by himself that having you set aside time to be with him is wonderfully new and fulfilling

Acts of service are nice too, but he gets so flustered and worked up if you don't let him reciprocate. Please let him reciprocate

Loves to tell the story of the cool, ruthless apprentice who stole his heart when he stole into their shop

Asra

They've known you for nine years. They know about your accidentally stand-offish exterior and how nice you actually are once you're comfortable around someone

You're not the only best friend he has who's like that *cough*Muriel*cough*

It does mean a lot to them that you feel comfortable enough around them to be playful and affectionate

It makes you that much sweeter to fall in love with, and that much harder to hide his feelings from

They find it endlessly entertaining to watch person after person approach you thinking that you're aloof, only to find out that you're genuinely kind and caring

He loves spending quality time with you. Lazing upstairs in the afternoon sun, reading a book and daydreaming while you do your thing snuggled next to him? Bliss. Pure bliss

They also appreciate your acts of service, but usually because they're terrible at remembering to do their share of the cleaning (that poor stove salamander really deserves a cleaner wood pile)

Nadia

She's pretty used to having an accurate and in-depth first impression of someone

And yet, despite you coming off as aloof and uninterested, she keeps catching glimpses of this wonderful warmth in your eyes

Color her intrigued

Very honored when you begin to act more casual and playful around her. It means you trust her enough to be yourself

She does feel guilty sometimes that you always manage to make quality time for her, when her schedule is often so hectic that she can't reciprocate to the same extent

However, when she can enjoy quality time with you (and she often does!) she dotes on you endlessly and savors every moment

She didn't expect acts of service from you. She's used to having assistance around the clock, and on top of that she values her independence and a peer-based relationship with you

But when you notice that she's tired, and have breakfast brought to her chambers so that she can sleep in? She's in love. She's so very in love

Muriel

You. He gets you. You are his kind of person

Finally, somebody he doesn't have to explain himself to! Though he still finds it a little disarming that his intimidating presence doesn't deter you from wanting to get to know him better

He knows from his own experience how valuable your trust and affection are, and as much as he hesitates to admit it, it gives him butterflies every time you open up to him a little bit more

Now when Asra forces him to attend a multiperson event, he has company when he stands in the corner and puts off "do not approach" vibes

It also means he has company when he feels safe enough to relax a little bit and enjoy connection with you. He has quality time for you in abundance (unless he's recharging his social battery)

He's also the kind of guy who prefers to let his actions speak for himself, so when you do little things to brighten up his day it means the world to him

You two around strangers + Inanna = peak intimidation tactics

Portia

Portia can get along with anyone if she puts her mind to it. She's not put off by your aura at all

If anything, she mistakes your apathy for mystery:

The powerful magician who calls themself an apprentice that the Countess had clairvoyant dreams about, sailing through the palace like they're untouchable. That's so cool

Very proud of herself when she "unlocks" your relaxed, affectionate, funny side. It means you see her as a worthy partner

She's the kind of person who likes to cram as much into her day as possible, so it takes a small paradigm shift for her to get used to your offers of quality time. She loves it once she does, though

You make her so flustered with your acts of service. She's used to being the person watching everyone's back and making sure things run smoothly behind the scenes

Having that kind of attention turned back in her direction is new and unexpected and more charming than she thought it would be

Likes to use your intimidation in important meetings because she comes off so friendly

Lucio

Right, so you triggered him a little bit at first

You're the first person in three years who can see and interact with him, and no matter what he does he feels like he keeps running into a wall of ice. To say you infuriate him is an understatement

(It doesn't help that you remind him of his mother in that way)

Of course, this only makes him more determined to earn your approval and affection

And he is so gratified when he receives it from you

It's a good thing that you like spending quality time with him, because with all the traveling the two of you do as journeymen there's lots of space for that

He doesn't know to recognize your acts of service until the two of you have to travel separately for a bit, and when he realizes how much you do for him every day he nearly breaks down into Melchior's fur (Mercedes was with you)

He laugh uproariously at all of your jokes, regardless of how good or bad they are

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana fluff #the arcana crack #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson

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agustdiv1ne · 9 months

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hi!! congrats on 3k <3

for the event, could i request taehyun + twilight + fluff/smut

tysm! and congrats again!!

NOW SHOWING...

pairing: kang taehyun x fem!reader

genre: fantasy/supernatural, fluff, smut

wc: 2.8k

details + warnings: mdni, vampire!taehyun + human!mc are not representative of any particular characters they're just vibing in the twilightsphere, taehyun (looks-wise,,) + mc are in their early twenties, sex in the great outdoors, dom!tae, sub!mc, mc is kind of a masochist LOL, light spanking (f receiving), praise, thigh riding, face sitting, tae calls mc: baby

note: thank you nonnie!! i hope you enjoy :))

you maybe, kind of, sort of hate the town that is forks, washington.

forks, in your honest opinion, is...painfully gray. clouds constantly hide the sun from view. it is almost always raining. fog is the norm, not the exception. the real cherry on top is how the town is blocked in and divvied up by expanses of creepy trees of which you have no desire to step even a single toe into. it's dreary, it's boring, it's weird — and it's just all too fucking gray.

you wonder what your life would be like if you had left while you could, if you had uprooted your life and attended college in some state far, far away, if you had gotten a degree and become a teacher or an artist or even some bigshot lawyer. maybe you wouldn't be wasting the years of your youth in your parents' little diner. maybe you wouldn't be stuck with the indelible expectation that said diner will be yours one day, hanging dark and heavy over your head like the storm clouds that loom over your house ninety-nine percent of the year.

then again, if you had left, you would never have met taehyun.

he moved into town when you were nineteen, an age at which you were hard-headed and bitter because everyone else your age had already moved on to bigger and better things while you were abysmally stuck like a tire in mud. you felt abandoned, alone, and you saw yourself in him because he, too, seemed to have no one else.

at the same time, you also thought he was a little strange — stoic, reserved, out at odd hours of the night — but you couldn't really judge, lest you sound like a raging hypocrite. you remember the first time that you saw him: it was well after midnight, you had just closed the the diner, and the streets were eerily empty — yet there he stood, across the street, turned away towards the tree line. he seemed to have been watching something in the woods, but as soon as he picked up on the crunch of your shoes against the gravel parking lot and saw you behind him, he fled, gone as quick as lightning. you almost thought that he was a figment of your imagination, that you were finally losing it after your nearly lethal consumption of caffeine that night.

however, after that incident, he began to show up during your shifts, sitting in the far corner of the small space for hours, answering your questions with curt nods and quiet hums. very real, very much not a hallucination. he never ordered anything other than a water, and his eyes often stayed trained on the woods that lay just outside the windows. watching, waiting (for what, you didn't know, but you didn't really care to find out). though the fact that he never once ordered something — not even a basket of fries, or a milkshake — irritated you to no end, but you bit your tongue like a good waitress had to and allowed him to sit there. not many people stopped by at such late hours, anyway, and maybe his presence cured some of your loneliness; he wasn't good company, by any means, but company nonetheless.

one particular night, a few months after he began to come in, things simply weren't going your way. if the argument between you and your parents before your night shift started wasn't enough, you burned your forearm when you accidentally spilled a pot of coffee and slipped and fell onto the unforgiving linoleum floors while carrying two plates of food. by the time he showed up, you were in the middle of a full-blown mental breakdown and could barely hold back tears as you greeted him at his normal booth.

“are you okay?” he had asked, his eyebrows furrowed, betraying his typically apathetic expression. in response, you burst into tears, apologizing as you attempted to run to the back, but he stopped you, his ice-cold fingers looped around your wrist. the sensation sent shivers straight down your spine, something that you can still vividly remember. you whipped around to face him. his wide, carob eyes cut through you with an intensity that you’d never experienced before. “sit. with me, i mean.”

“i-i’m working,” you choked out.

his lips formed a flat line. “no one else is here.”

“fine,” you mumbled, taking a seat on the other side of the booth. he had let you vent about everything and anything that plagued you, silent while he listened. the words he spoke once you finally exhausted yourself stick in your mind to this very day.

“it’s never too late to start carving your own path, y’know. you’re young, you have time.”

things changed after that night. a friendship bloomed, then a relationship began after about six months of knowing each other. things changed again, however, growing strange once you did begin dating. he made constant excuses as to why he couldn't sleep over and why you couldn't come over to his place; he didn't touch you often; and the weirdest of all his habits: he never, ever went anywhere near your neck, whether it be with his hands or his lips. loneliness and the acrid feeling of being unwanted returned in full force, nipping at each and every nerve within your body.

sick of it all, you eventually confronted him about it during a picnic date in a large clearing one evening. naturally, when your boyfriend admitted to you that he's a vampire — in the middle of the woods — and showed you his sparkling fucking skin, you were freaked the hell out. yet, in the end, it didn't scare you away, especially once he said that he only ever fed from animals he'd find in the woods. you cared for him just as much as he cared for you — human or not, you decided that you loved him either way.

(also, he'd always seemed a little off, other. maybe you were a little satisfied to know that you were right, but you'd never admit to that.)

nearly two years have passed since then, and while your feelings about forks haven't changed in the slightest, taehyun brings an ironic sense of life to the dismal little town.

“you’re staring.”

you feel your face heat up at your boyfriend’s words, your gaze immediately diverting away. you were not staring, no way. though he moves to find your eyes again, you maneuver out of his hold, now glaring at a spot on his shoulder. “no, i wasn’t.”

“aaand your heart rate just picked up.”

“you’re so unfair,” you hiss. “just— just keep your stupid vampire senses to yourself!”

he laughs, the sound light and melodic, as he attempts to wrap his arms around you again. you've turned away from him, arms crossed over your chest and in a state of faux despondency. he knows just how to press your buttons; the fact that he can pick up on each and every minute change of your heart rate and scent will forever be something that gets to you. you can't hide anything from him, and both of you know it.

you feel like you spend every waking hour with taehyun nowadays. if you're not working, you're with him doing fuck all just to spend time with each other, but even in the most mundane moments, boredom never becomes an issue. even right now, as you lay together in this small clearing in the forest, simply talking and staring up at the pewter clouds, everything feels...right? complete? you think that's the word that you should use — like the final piece being placed into a puzzle.

“c’mon, you can’t stay mad at me,” he goads. he blows into your ear afterward to make you flinch, earning a yelp in response. “you just make it so easy to tease you.”

“yeah, yeah. make fun of the defenseless human,” you sigh, turning back around to face him with pursed lips, delivering a firm poke to his forehead. “you’re lucky that you’re pretty.”

if he had said anything similar to you a couple years ago, you would've likely stormed off and ignored him for hours. you're not proud of how you once acted, but at least you've grown softer around the edges over the years. kinder, less resentful. and rather than tear your walls down, he scaled them slowly and met you at the top, took them apart brick by incorporeal brick as the trust between you grew, gentle and never prying.

one of his eyebrows raises. “pretty, hm? is that all i am to you?”

pretending to think, you tap your chin, your eyes shifting up towards the sky. you've grown softer, no doubt, but your witty edge refuses to disappear. how else could you keep up with him?

you make eye contact with him again, finding an expectant glint in them. you can barely bite back the smirk fighting to pull at your lips. “hmm...yeah, i think that’s about it.”

“you are such a brat, my god,” he groans, head falling against your chest. “is your life goal just to rile me up?”

“honestly? yeah. it’s just so easy to tease you,” you throw his earlier jeer straight back into his face, but the words are soon followed by a series of shrieks as he pushes you onto your stomach, unfazed by your feeble attempts to break away from his inhumanly strong hold. a hand leaves your wriggling waist to deliver a light slap to your ass. it’s careful, barely there. he knows how much more fragile you are compared to him, after all. the last thing he’d want to do is hurt you.

what he doesn't account for is the way you'd moan at the sensation.

a tense silence overtakes the air around you, the only noises remaining being the rustle of trees and the chirping of birds. you've all but buried your head into your arms. although your current position renders him unable to catch your flustered expression, your scent — fuck, your scent has changed, something heady and sweet and it's almost as if he can taste the lust and need rolling off of your form. your blood rushes faster beneath your skin, the erratic ba-bump of your heart loud in his ears. he pushes his base instincts down; he's better than this. he can't hurt you — he won't.

“you— did you like that?” he carefully asks, a gentle hand pressing into the middle of your spine. it’s not often you find each other in spontaneous intimate moments, mostly due to his fear of losing control, but your trust in him is immutable. in the span of two years, he has not once hurt you — but you still find yourself shaking your head in denial, the embarrassing heat gracing your cheeks keeping you from looking at him. he won’t hurt you, you know that, but that doesn’t change just how mortifying this moment is. you and him haven’t explored this part of your sexuality yet, the hidden side of you that enjoys a little pain amongst all the pleasure. it’s something that you’ve barely touched upon yourself.

taehyun, on the other hand, isn't satisfied with your answer. a morbid curiosity eats at his nerves, and he can't help himself from gathering you into his lap so that you straddle his hips. you are wearing a thick pair of jeans today, but it's not enough to prevent your scent from overwhelming his senses further due to your spread apart thighs. he steels himself, trying not to press the pads of his fingers into your hips too hard. you still refuse to look at him, your head hanging low and bottom lip tucked beneath your teeth. he brings a hand to your chin, tilting your head up. your eyes divert to his shoulder under his intense gaze.

“look at me, baby,” he orders softly. he watches a shudder run through you before you listen to him. the muscles of your throat contract as you gulp, though his expression remains neutral, his fingers squeezing your chin. “i’m going to ask you one more time: did you like that? did it feel good?”

inhale, exhale, nod.

his lips purse. “words, baby.”

“y-yes,” you whisper, weak and breathy, like you don’t want to admit it to yourself either. it earns you a quiet “good girl” and his thumb brushing over your lower lip.

taehyun stares at you for a moment before he asks, “do you trust me?”

of course you do, and you tell him just that, pulling a smile from him. “i want you to take your jeans and panties off for me, okay?”

you nod, rolling off his lap with shaky limbs and removing everything below your waist. the chilly air nips at your bare skin.

he takes no time in maneuvering you back onto his lap, legs straddling only one of his thighs now. you send him a questioning glance, with which he responds by rubbing soothing circles against your bare hips beneath your oversized sweater.

“get yourself off on my thigh,” he encourages. he doesn’t trust himself to be inside of you right now — he’s barely keeping it together as it is — but that won’t stop him from making you feel good.

you're silent as you take an experimental roll of your hips. the friction of your clit against the rough fabric of his jeans causes your mouth to fall open. you press your hands against his chest, grinding down again. and again. and again. the picnic blanket below you digs into your knees. taehyun grabs your hips a little tighter, beginning to help you move your hips faster, pressing you down harder. his grip is nearly bruising, but the ache that it brings renders you speechless, unable to speak besides the quiet gasps that you let out. quickly, you grow lost in the pleasure, the delicious friction against your clit growing more intense as the seconds tick by.

smack! taehyun brings a hand down against the swell of your ass, much harder than the teasing one he gave you earlier. you jolt on top of him with a loud moan, clenching around nothing. “tae— fuck!”

“yeah? what is it, baby?” he coos, slapping his palm down again. he’s barely breathing, monitoring your expression to make sure he’s not hurting you too much. but all he finds is pure, unadulterated pleasure, your head thrown back and your eyes fluttering as your movements grow more desperate. his head grows fuzzy at your strengthening scent.

“gonna— ‘m gonna cum, please,” you whine, nails now digging into his chest. you look like pure sin, with your flustered face and heaving chest and your glazed over eyes straight into his. “please please please—”

he can't take it anymore.

suddenly, your body careens through the air before you can even process it, your thighs now cushioning taehyun's face while he fully lays back. he gives you no time to complain of your ruined orgasm, his lips suckling your clit while his tongue circles the weeping bud. your hands grab at his hair, pressing down. there's no way that you can hurt him, so you allow yourself to grind down on his face like you did his thigh, using his face as your own personal toy. he gropes your ass all the while, pushing you further down against him until you smother him, ravaging you whole. you can no longer hold in your moans, and they only serve to spur him on. one of his razor-sharp teeth slides against your lower lips, and that's enough for your high to wash over you, your vision flashing white while you quake above him. he holds you up with strong hands, continuing to tongue at your clit until you're pushing his head away.

“tae, stop,” you beg while he cleans you up, ignoring your heightened sensitivity. “tae.”

“fine, fine,” he mumbles once he pulls his mouth away from your center. “can’t help it, you taste good.”

“quit being embarrassing,” you groan, your submissive tendencies all but gone. you struggle to lift yourself off of him and wiggle your jeans back on. he ends up helping you, patting your ass when you’re all done. you slap his chest, but you lean up and press your lips to his anyway. pulling away, you slide a hand under his sweatshirt. above, beams of sunlight break through the thick clouds, illuminating his skin. biting back a smirk, you rub a thumb over his cheek where it shines.

“take me home,” you purr. “we’re not done yet.”

you're careening through the woods moments later.

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#txt smut #taehyun smut #txt x reader #taehyun x reader #txt fluff #taehyun fluff #txt imagines #taehyun scenarios #txt hard thoughts #txt hard hours #agust.nsfw #3k milestone celebration #💌 — tyun

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luvring · 3 months

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actually losing my mind over vere + ais + mc like…. imagine how fun that would be. they would all get up to so much m

VERE/MC/AIS HCS

gn!reader | :3 hiii. these can be read platonically! it's mostly little moments i can imagine. for fun!

it's a fun dynamic where there can always be a duo making fun of one person and it switches every day, every hour. one person goes wow vere you're so horny what's your deal and the other joins in. later vere and mc find themselves making fun of ais for acting so tough and mysterious. mc getting bullied about Not having Gloves,

sorry i've been watching lethal company a lot but they'd be sooo annoying /affectionate. making fun of each other on the radio, pretending like they can't hear them. vere getting pissed off when you don't get his body. ais taunting all the monsters while mc is telling him to shut the fuck up. mc saying "bet you can't make that jump" and then getting them to fall.

the three of them show up at the wet wick and it's already bad enough with vere and ais but now the trio… will a fight start? will a fire be lit by accident? how many people from and outside the main cast have headaches

ais says he's bored and mc goes Start a fight or something and vere's like yeah ais just start a fight. and ais is like ? you guys suck ass. but also he Will start one. so

vere and mc watching ais in a brawl and they comment to the bystander next to them like. How much you wanna bet he wins? and it's a joke but i do think they could/would bet on ais at some point LOL

mhin thinks they might die btw. would rather die than be put in a room with them, even. their worst nightmare.

leander. ....vaguely jealous of mc/all of them even as they all taunt and tease him. somebody get this guy some friends please

i never thought about it but i do wonder what vere's relationship is with princess/ais's pets. i don't knowww imagine how cute it could be watching them jump on him or fighting over who they like most...

vere and ais (un)intentionally use inside jokes/references with each other so mc has a few choices of 1) staring at them 2) asking what they're talking about 3) making fun of them etc. if mc is genuinely bothered by it i'm sure they'd explain and stay aware of it. if mc is just like Ok Be a little less Obvious they roll their eyes and tease them too

moments where two are hanging out, the third appears and goes Wow, Hanging out without me? and the two are like What, Are you obsessed with us or something? Need to always be near us?

specifically thinking of ais coming up on vere and mc are sitting together. they start teasing and jokingly flirting with him as if he's a stranger and it starts unraveling when they ask who's his favourite like Oh??? Them??? after everything we've been through???

ais disliking isolation, vere and mc check on him every so often and behind his teasing remarks, there's a softness and gratitude in his gaze

one of them starts to absentmindedly brush vere's tail and then the other notices and joins in. vere trusting them but still threatening to like, kill them if they mess up his fur. mc and ais going oohh i'm gonna mess it up so bad and then his tail has never looked nicer

a lot of things are meant for 2 people sitting... on the bus or carnival rides etc etc so the odd one out gets chosen by like. rock paper scissors. or just some silly game. not always of course but it happens. "best out of 3" "ok wait fuck you best out of 5" etc

cute little moment where person in the middle leans against one's shoulder, and the one on the other side notices and leans on theirs. a train!!

#touchstarved game #touchstarved ais #touchstarved vere #touchstarved #sorry this is shorter than usual...gonna make my hc posts a little...shorter in general....so i actually do them...ohman #like this is from early last year BRO IM SOSORRY.

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creechurrr · 3 months

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This lethal company stream just makes me want Skeppy on the qsmp even more. Remember egg lore?? Remember the emotional devastation the two of them can inflict together?? Skeppy’s already established on the qsmp as being trapped and Bad has to free him somehow. Their qsmp selves already know they have shared past lives together. With Bad’s head injury and the weird stuff going on with the island, I just-- I just need them to emotionally destroy me again 😭 Also remember how scared Skeppy was of Bad even just finding out his Minecraft horse Roberto has died! Imagine what he'd do to protect the eggs and Bad! (now that was an irl thing and not role play, but my point still stands 😅 Think of what c!Skeppy did to save c!Bad; that's right, he exchanged all his friends for Bad’s safety and basically helped end the world just so Bad wouldn't be in pain again :)

#badboyhalo #skeppy #qsmp

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luci-is-a-bitch-x3x · 3 months

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Obey Me! Brothers react to playing Lethal Company:

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Welcome! to this adventure! I've never actually played Lethal Company so some info may be wrong, I apologize if so. The characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor jokes, bad spelling, and terrible grammar. Without further ado, please enjoy the content. ♡

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Lucifer's reaction:

Really bad at first. But don't tell him that or you'll never get the Avatar of Pride to play a game with you again.

What kills Lucifer the most isn't even the monsters..he can't make the jumps across the gaps but refuses to not try. His pride convinces him he'll make it, just to fail every time. Mans is fuming. The second thing that kills Lucifer the most is other players, when he plays with his brothers depending on what brother it is, they shovel him to death. Poor Luci can't even enjoy a game without being "pranked".

Is actually really good with the monsters, after scanning them and learning what to do he's basically a pro with them.

Plays really efficiently, always scanning, always picking the better items, he has a set time when everyone should be exiting the building and heading back to the ship. Though there are a few cases when everyone dies and then he doesn't make it to the ship on time, he gets so mad that he doesn't even speak, just sitting there with a blank face and his arms crossed.

He is great at being the man on the ship, though he chooses favorites, and depending on who he's playing with he may purposely let someone die just for fun. His brothers have shoveled him to death one too many times. But besides that, he turns off turrets amazingly, and is great at closing and opening doors on time. He's great at call outs of monsters and items, and since he knows the monsters well he can tell the person he's watching what to do.

If he has to only choose two bought items to bring in, he's a savage and he'll choose the radio and a shovel, or weapon in general. Why does he need a flashlight? Scanning gives a minimum amount of light, and anything in the dark is no scarier than he is.

His least favorite monster? Forest keepers, he can handle everything else, but since it's on sight for them he hates them. How is he supposed to avoid going into its sight if it's somewhere next to the ship? He crouches and stays silent and everything yet he always gets caught by them.

Lucifer's favorite thing in game? The company monster, the amount of times he's caused someone to be snatched up by the monster that takes the items, is probably the same amount of times he's played.

Lucifer doesn't prefer to play a modded version of Lethal Company, he says it takes away from the actual game. The only mod he really enjoys is the mimic one, just because he finds it fun to say stuff in hopes that the mimic will say it to the other players.

Mammon's Reaction:

..one would think since it's a scary game that he would be bad..which technically he is, he panics and freaks out..but somehow that's the reason he lives and does good in the game. If things get crazy, Mammon is gone, nobody has ever run back to the ship faster, the only reason I call that good, is because all items would be lost if he wasn't there to send the ship back into orbit. Mammon's scariest moment in game is when he found out that the door to the ship does not stay locked, he was so mad, he thought that was his safe heaven spot.

Mammon does not die in game as often as one would have thought, like I said he bolts, he'll ditch everyone but Mc any day, and sometimes even Mc isn't safe. When Mammon does die it's either to a crawler or his own stupidity. He grabs the circuit bees a lot man, even when someone tells him the run back to the ship would be too far. Mammon also has personal beef with like every loot bug in game, mans does not understand that he should not take their loot if no one has a shovel. There was also a few occasions that Mammon died to Lucifer shoveling him to death, but that's because he started a shovel war with Lucifer.

Mammon sucks with the monsters, probably one of the worst with them out of all the characters, he just flips his lid no matter what monster it is, unless it's loot bugs or bees, for some reason he just beefs with them, but even then he's no good with them because he always dies by pissing them off. No matter how many times someone tells Mammon how to handle a specific monster, he forgets? His mind goes black? Who knows what happens, but he has no idea how to deal with the monster.

Mammon plays chaotically, it may seem like a bad way to play, which sometimes it is, but he honestly does some really cool chaotic things and sometimes saves the day when everyone else is dead. Mammon's also really good at finding items, even though he never scans, he just has a sixth sense for finding items, he also somehow always finds the most expensive items.

Is Mammon good at being the man on the ship? ...in all honesty no.. he's not very good at call outs..because he almost always has the screen on himself, he's a scaredy cat he needs to know if there are monsters nearby. Say someone important goes in, Mc, Levi cause he's good at games and even Lucifer if he doesn't shovel Lucifer to death before he can go in, then he'll actually try to pay attention to them, though he is constantly switching back to check on himself. Even if Mammon is watching someone he's still half bad at call outs, he can tell you where the loot is just fine, but he somehow always misses the red dot approaching until the person he's supposed to be watching is dead. & Since he's bad with the monsters he couldn't tell the person what to do even if he did properly warn them. Despite all this, it is a job in itself to get Mammon to leave the ship, he's a scaredy cat man, he wants to stay somewhere semi safe. Mammon is also trash at shutting down turrets and opening or closing doors in time, just can't type it fast enough for some reason.

Which two items does he bring in if he can only bring two bought items? A flashlight, there's no way Mammon's going in there to search in the dark. & A walkie, Mammon's scared, he wants to be able to talk to someone the entire time he's in the building getting items. & If something happens and he happens to die, everyone will know, because he's not taking his finger off the button that makes the walkies work. Everyone is knowing that he's dying, and sometimes it's more dramatic than Asmo's deaths.

Least favorite monster? Thumpers. Even with a shovel he dies to them. The amount of times he's been told to get behind the crawler or jump onto the railing is infinite, yet he still dies. He hates how fast they are, and he finds their character design to be scary. Have you seen it? How can it run so fast with two hands and no legs?? Truly a monster to Mammon.

Mammon's absolute favorite part of the game is that you can shovel other players. If Mammon gets a shovel everyone dies but him and Mc, Mc doesn't need anyone alive but their first man! If Mammon can't kill everyone then he's just going after Lucifer, he loves annoying and killing Lucifer in game, it's his favorite part of the game. He just sometimes doesn't like the aftermath when Lucifer gets too mad and punishes him over it. Mammon and Lucifer should just not play together unless absolutely necessary, but everyone knows how the two are secretly fond of each other so it's no surprise that they play together more often than not.

Mammon does not like the modded versions of Lethal Company, it makes the scary game scarier! Mammon thought regular Lethal Company was bad, then he played a modded version with Mc, Lucifer and Levi. The mimic, mimicking his brothers didn't get him, it was when he heard it mimicking Mc that he was done. It didn't help that the mimic said something like "Mammon! Come here I need help!", Mammon went sprinting to save his human, just to get a huge scare and die to an imposter that he had thought was Mc.

Leviathan's reaction:

Levi could play games for a living man, he's good at all kinds of games, so it's no surprise that he's basically a pro at the game before he even buys and starts the game up. He did his research and knows all he needs to know before even getting into the game.

What kills Levi the most..other players. Now Levi is not unable to die to monsters, he does occasionally, but most of the time if he dies to a creature it's because somebody else angered the monster or didn't know what they were doing, causing him to die in the crossfire. He dies so often to the brackens because people can't just glance at them, they have to stare and then Levi dies because he's closest. Levi also dies when he self sacrifices for Mc, he likes being Mc's hero, and dying in game for Mc to live is like being Mc's virtual hero, that's his player two, if he cant safely get them both back to the ship, then hes sprinting full speed yelling or getting in the monsters sight, whatever needed to make Mc make it back to the ship safely.

Is Levi any good with the monsters? Is that even a question really? Levi has the info for each monster written down on a nearby notepad, not that he hasn't already memorized what to do and how not to provoke the monsters. Levi knows almost everything there is to know, the only reason he wouldn't know what to do is if it was a monster that's new to the game.

Levi plays efficiently, even more efficiently than Lucifer, Levi has a timer that will go off signalling when the monsters on the outside usually show up, so he'll try and get everyone out of the building before then if he doesn't think they are pro enough to deal with the monsters outside the buildings. There is barely a moment when Levi is not scanning while playing, he's constantly scanning, it tells you important info man! Levi knows where like every fire exit is, and he knows how to get the most expensive loot.

Levi is so good at being the man on the ship. He somehow keeps up with everyone in the building, he's amazing at call outs, if it's on the screen he's giving the most detailed description over where it's at and whether it's a monster or loot. Levi plays games and is on his computer constantly, none of the characters match him at the speed of typing, so he can shut down turrets and open and close doors like it's nothing. Levi knows his monsters so well that he can sometimes tell what it is just by the red dot that shows from the ship, but even if he can't tell by the red dot he can tell by the person's description of the monster. Even if it's a vague and panicked, most likely not even close description, Levi somehow knows what monster they are talking about, and he knows exactly how to handle it.

What two bought items Levi brings if he can only bring two? That depends on who he's playing with, and how mad they are making him. If Levi's in a good mood and enjoys who he's playing with then he brings a shovel and a radio, if Levi's in a bad mood and is mad at who he's playing with, he'll bring a shovel and a flashlight just so he doesn't have to communicate with the other players. Levi's main item of choice is the shovel, or a weapon in general, he can survive without a radio and light, but he likes having a weapon on him to defend himself from the monsters if they are killable.

Least favorite monster? Brackens. Levi doesn't even die to them on his own accord, he's died to them so many times due to other players that he can't stand them. He thinks they are the absolute worst when he has other players around him. He honestly doesn't mind them when he's alone or with someone who listens when he tells them how to deal with it. He would rather deal with a coil head, then he wouldn't die due to people staring.

What's Levi's favorite part of the game? He has a lot he enjoys and a lot he doesn't enjoy but his favorite part of the game is the fact that the ship is not completely safe. He loves the fact that the door has a battery, Levi is here to play a scary game, not a game where he can sit in a ship and be completely safe, so he loves that monsters can still kill you in the ship. Levi also enjoys the items that make noise when you carry them, he enjoys the fact that an item that costs money could be the reason you get killed by a monster.

Levi has nothing against playing a modded version of Lethal Company. He thinks some of the mods are fun but he thinks some of the mods are silly and pull away from the actual gameplay. Levi doesn't care what version he plays so he usually leaves that decision up to the people he's playing with. Although Levi does enjoy a certain mod that allows him to have some loot be Ruri-chan merch, like posters and figurines.

Satan's Reaction:

Satan is decent, he is like every normal player at first, but once he starts learning and catching on he becomes an okay player, he's not the best but he's not the worst. He gets better at it the more he plays.

What kills Satan the most is misdirections or miscommunication with the person on the ship. The way they describe things confuses him, so he usually gets led straight into a monster or right off the map into a spot that kills him. Satan does rather well with most of the monsters, and he usually jumps across gaps just fine. The only time Satan dies to not making the jump across a gap, is if he's playing with Lucifer. Satan will watch Lucifer fail the gap, bust out laughing, making fun of Lucifer, just to fall and die to the gap as well. The silence between the death chat is strong, Lucifer knows better than to let Satan hear his snickering, that would send Satan into a rage.

Satan's decent with the monsters, with enough experience of running into them he'll catch on and learn how to handle them, Satan is one of the only brothers that reads the creature data on the ship, so he learns most of his monster information from there.

Satan plays as a prankster, he'll take the game seriously when he needs to, but he's also looking for any opportunity to cause chaos and play a "prank". Satan may do something to purposely get someone killed, or to purposely anger a monster. Satan may also get a noise item, and then cause chaos and deaths when at the company building by angering the monster that takes the items and gives money.

Satan is good at being the man on the ship..if you can understand the big words he's saying and the way his brain works. He doesn't do call outs as one normally would, he describes it a little differently in his own way. He also seems to use a lot of fancy words when he's trying to help someone, so he may confuse the person he's helping if they don't have the same vocabulary as him. Mans is a walking dictionary that gets mad when the person he's directing dies.

What two bought items does Satan bring in if he can only bring in two? Oddly enough Satan is a shovel, flashlight kind of guy, especially if he plays with someone who's willing to walk around with him, they hold the walkie, he holds the weapon, it's the perfect combo. It's usually Mc, Asmo, or sometimes Belphie. If nobody follows Satan, that's still his preferred combo, he doesn't feel the need to talk to the other players, the only reason he'd really need to is to ask for turret help or for help with a door, and if he runs into those things he just goes a different way.

Least favorite monster? Bunker Spiders. Satan for some reason never realizes when there is a spider around until he's already angered the Spider and is being chased by it. Spiders are hard to kill so he usually dies in the midst of trying to fight it with his shovel, but sometimes he survives. He doesn't dislike them because they are spiders in general, he just runs into them too often, and doesn't seem to pay attention to their webs or where their "territory" is. Due to how often he runs into them and deals with them he finds them to be annoying and enraging, so that's why they are his least favorite monster.

What's Satan's favorite part of the game? Satan enjoys the monsters he can kill other players with, he has purposely killed other players with, brackens, Coil-heads, loot bugs, and circuit bees. He also enjoys the fact that if everyone dies all loot is lost, as when he gets everyone killed all their efforts are lost. He usually doesn't do this the day before the company's profit quota needs to be met.

Satan has a lot of fun in modded versions of Lethal Company. He enjoys the fun cute mods, like the ones where loot items can be made into items related to cats, cat posters, cat stuffed animals, ect. But he enjoys the mods that he can chaos with more, like the mimic and imposter mods. Satan's personal favorite mod was one he had Levi make, then he got Levi, Mc, and Mammon to play with him, the mod was one that turned the monsters into an angry Lucifer, the noises the monsters make were changed into Lucifer angrily yelling Mammon's name. Satan has such a good time that gaming session, Mammon's terrified screams made the experience perfect.

Asmodeus's Reaction:

Asmo is really bad at first, somehow he dies within the first five minutes for the first couple of rounds he plays. He takes the deaths like a champ though, he doesn't get upset or mad over his constant deaths in the beginning.

Everything kills Asmo. He says it's cause he's the most beautiful thing in the game, so of course all the ways to die are attracted to him.♡ Asmo dies the most to monsters and just walking off the map due to not properly paying attention. He also dies due to the ship leaving without him a couple of times, as he's actually rather bad at timing everything perfectly in game. Asmo does not die to other players that often, there were a few occasions but most of the time but that was due to him getting caught in the crossfire. Nobody really tries to shovel him to death or try to get a monster to kill him.

Asmo is no good with the monsters. He doesn't even try to learn how to deal with them or even what they are called. He just uses the monsters as an excuse to be dramatic, he could run into a monster that's not usually hostile and he'll still be panicking and screaming into his walkie. He's not even scared he's just being Asmo, he secretly does know a thing or two about a few monsters, just so he can try and be Mc's Knight in shining armor if given the chance, but he's more than happy to be the damsel in distress for Mc if they want to be the hero.

Asmo plays distractedly. It's not even like he's getting distracted by something outside of the game, like he doesn't get on his D.D.D, nothing like that. He just starts exploring, off in la la land as he hears the other players screaming and dying through the walkies, but hey he has a fun time and he enjoys the game. He may not seem useful, but if someone drops loot outside the building doors, he'll pick it up and bring it back to the ship while he's on his exploring adventures.

Man on the ship? No. You treat Asmo like the prince on the ship he is or he lets you perish. Unless it's Mc or one of the few people Asmo deems important or just favorites, then they'll probably die anyways. Asmo is not the best at being the man on the ship, he still somehow gets distracted, even though he's standing in the ship. If it's someone he favorites he'll be paying more attention to them than he would with the others but he still isn't very good. He can turn off turrets or open and close doors, but that's about it. His directions are rather confusing to some, if they don't know how to understand him. Asmo doesn't speak fancy or even speak weird at all, his directions are just confusing for some reason, half the time it seems like he doesn't even know where he's leading the person. Asmo doesn't know a lot about the monsters so he's no help when the player he's directing runs into a monster. All that being said, Asmo loves being the man on the ship. He feels so important and special even though he gets yelled at by the other players before they get picked off due to his miscommunication and inexperience with the monsters.

What two bought items does he bring if he can only bring two? That's not even a question for Asmo, he takes a flashlight and walkie and that's that, even if he had space for a shovel he wouldn't take it. That's someone else's job, not his, he's not meant to get his hands dirty, in game or not. How's he supposed to know that he didn't just get his nails done in game? Besides, being protected by other players with shovels is so romantic! ..in all honesty though, he took a shovel once, did realllly poorly with it, and then everyone always told him to give the shovel to a different player, so he's not even really allowed to take a shovel.

Least favorite monster? Snare Fleas. It's not even for a reason like he finds them annoying in game or does to them constantly. He's only ever died to them a few times but they are his least favorite monster because they cover his beautiful face! He doesn't respect a monster that can't see what true beauty looks like.

Favorite part of the game? Asmo enjoys the song that plays when the items you buy are brought down by that smaller ship thing. Sometimes after he hears it he can be heard humming the tune as he plays. Asmo also enjoys that you can explore around the map, he's been to almost every nook and cranny, gotten stuck and glitched in almost every way possible.

Asmo enjoys the modded version because he was able to find a mod that made the loot items be items related to him. Posters of him, and cute little Asmo plushies. He also enjoyed the mimic mod oddly enough, it didn't scare him, instead he was happy when he heard himself speaking, and he was always saying stuff just for the other players to hear his beautiful voice.

Beelzebub's Reaction:

Beel is pretty bad at first, honestly it takes him a while to learn the ropes and get decent at the game. But once he catches on he's actually rather good at the game.

What kills Beel the most is the monsters. It's not because he doesn't learn or understand what to do with the monsters, it mostly has to do with his mic always catching sounds of him eating and getting him killed by monsters attracted to sound. He also dies to monsters often because Beel's a nice boy, he's a family man, a protector if you will, it doesn't matter who he's playing with, he's willing to die in game for them. Self sacrifices are Beel's number one cause of death.

Beel is decent with the monsters, it takes him a little, but after being told what to do and what angers the monsters he catches on. It doesn't seem to do him any good, as he does to monsters for others, but he can tell the others what to do when it comes to monsters so he feels helpful and like he's protecting them.

Beel plays like a team player. Maybe it's cause he plays Fangol and already works on being a team player, but he's just the best team player out of all the characters. He'll do whatever you need him to do, no questions asked, no hesitation. Someone gives him a task he's on it, someone gives him an order he's following it perfectly. They could lead him straight to his death and he wouldn't be mad, mistakes happen, and holding grudges won't change that. If the group he's playing with doesn't have a teleporter yet to get other players dead bodies back, that's no problem as Beel is willing to sacrifice his life to go try to recover their dead body.

Beel is actually rather good at being the man on the ship, again it could be because he plays Fangol, sports strengthen communication abilities. Beel is amazing at call outs on monsters and loot, he is amazing at giving directions to where either thing is. Beel is decent at turning turrets off and opening and closing doors. If he doesn't get distracted by eating food and have his hands full then he can be pretty good at doing what the other players need. His food eating habits don't hurt his ability to communicate, as everyone he plays with is used to him talking with his mouth full. All that being said, Beel actually doesn't like being the man in the ship, he feels more useful going inside the building. He can protect the other players easier when he's actually with them.

What two bought items does he bring if he can only bring two? This is a hard decision for Beel, Beel preferably has a flashlight, walkie, and shovel, so it takes him a bit to decide what to bring. He ultimately goes with a walkie and shovel, if he walks next to another player with a flashlight, he sort of can see, and seeing in the dark isn't impossible so he works with what he has to. Beel likes having a walkie to communicate with the other players, so he knows who's dying and who needs saving, stuff like that. The shovel is just an obvious choice to Beel, he can't protect the other players from all the monsters monsters, but with a shovel he can save and protect other players from some monsters.

Least favorite monster? Eyeless dogs. They always kill him because he's always snacking on food and his mic picks up on his munching sounds, which attracts the eyeless dogs to him. He tries eating quietly and everything! They just have it out for Beel and his snacking habits.

Beel's favorite part of the game is the rare occasions when they have an amazing loot day and all the players make it back to the ship alive. It feels so rewarding having everyone alive in the ship, it doesn't even matter if they end up not meeting the profit quota and losing that round of the game, he just enjoys the little moment where everyone's safe and happy, chatting away in the ship as they successfully leave the moon with everyone alive and go into orbit.

The modded version messed with poor Beel. He's such a a team player man, a true protector, so the mimic and imposter mod got him more times then it should have, he couldn't help it! He heard what he thought was one of the other players calling for help, technically it was their voices, so he goes running, it's not his fault that almost every time it was an imposter and he gets killed. Besides that, Beel likes this mod that makes the loot items be food, but that mod makes him hungrier than the other mods, so he doesn't play it often.

Belphegor's Reaction:

Don't ask why, because Belphie wouldn't be able to tell you, but he's for some reason a natural at this game. He's so good at everything in the game, for absolutely no reason, as long as he puts in effort and doesn't let his Avatar get the best of him and fall asleep or something.

What kills Belphie the most is his own antics. Belphie is a little chaotic prankster, he dies provoking monsters hoping that they'll kill the other players, Belphie also gets shoveled to death a lot as he starts shovel fights with basically anyone he plays with, even Mc isn't safe from Belphie's antics. Though admittedly Belphie doesn't mess with the players he favorites as much as he does other players. Belphie dies a lot to Circuit Bees, he's always grabbing their hive and bolting for the ship, hoping he gets to the ship before he dies so that the Circuit Bees and their hive will be in the ship, causing every other player to die if they go into the ship with the Circuit Bees in there.

Belphie seems like he's bad with the monsters due to how often he's dying to them, but he's actually rather good with them. Belphie learned what to do with every monster just so he could use it against other players and cause chaos, Belphie enjoys how easy it is to make the other players lives a living hell with the monsters.

Belphie plays like a menace. He's the ultimate "prankster", he'll do literally anything to cause the ultimate chaos. Belphie does not give a fuck, he's a brat man, he is not going to stop his chaos even if they begin to run out of days to make the profit quota. If he successfully makes everyone die too many times and the profit quota doesn't get met, he'll be laughing his ass off as the company kills everyone. He'll be so proud that he successfully ruined the mission for everyone, but that doesn't mean he'll actually play the game, he's the youngest, being annoying and messing with others is what he does.

Belphie isn't allowed to be the man on the ship, he purposely gives incorrect information to make sure the player he's watching over dies. In general Belphie would actually be good at being man on the ship, in the small amount of time he was actually being serious and properly directing someone he did an amazing job, but then his favorite player died, Mc or Beel, so he made sure the rest of the players died too and then he was never allowed to be the man on the ship again.

What two bought items does he bring if he can only bring two? Belphie doesn't have a set of how much he can bring in, cause he rarely actually brings any loot out of the buildings. But Belphie would choose a shovel and a walkie, Belphie doesn't need light or to be able to see to cause chaos. The shovel is a given, he needs it so he can smack on his teammates and kill them, of smack on a monster like a loot bug and then lead it to a teammate. He brings the radio, not because he'll be using it to talk to anyone, just so he knows what everyone is doing and where they are at, who's he's easiest target for chaos.

Least favorite monster? The ones that aren't hostile are a given. But his actual least favorite is Coil-Heads. Belphie runs around a lot, not paying attention to his surroundings just trying to find his teammates to mess with and pick off, however his plans get ruined a lot when he ends up getting killed by a Coil-heads because he wasn't actually playing the game enough to see it in time. If Belphie happens to see the Coil-head before it kills him then he loves them! He can take a Coil-heads to a teammate and abandon them with it, it's a love-hate relationship with them for Belphie. He's just died to them one too many times to just love them, he has to dislike them for always ruining his plans.

Belphie's favorite part of the game, is anything to do with getting other players killed. Any monster that helps him in that mission he loves, anything in the game that helps him do that, he loves, like ringing the Beel touch at the company building and getting your teammate killed when they try to turn items in, or the fact that you can kill all your teammates by putting the Circuit Bees beehive in the ship, things like that are his favorite parts of the game.

Belphie eats modded versions of Lethal Company up, he loves how much more chaos can be caused. The mimic and imposter mod does so much for him! He'll purposely say sentences like "hey guys! There's a bunch of loot over here!" Or "no, no! Don't go that way! There's a monster there. Come over here!" Belphie unlike everyone else, does not look for mods that make the game easier, he is looking for mods to make the game harder and more chaotic. Belphie finds the absolute worst mods, that just make the game a living chaotic hell, then he'll sit back laughing his ass off as the poor people he convinced to play with him try and figure out how to survive and play the game with his mods.

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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! Should I do a version with Barbs, Dia, Luke, Simeon, & Solomon? Or if there's any other games you want me to try and have the characters play. Let me know in the comments or my requests! Other content is coming soon so Stay Tuned! Stay Safe! & Stay Spooky!

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