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m3llowm1sh · 3 months
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middlesea hospital's patients have a snowball fight ! ❄️
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All the ships
A reads their books out loud to themselves, 'cause it helps them focus on that and not whatever's going on with their lives. B shares a wall with A and listens to the books, mostly because it's that or sleeping on the sofa and that thing is a breach of the Geneva Convention.
A's life goes to shit a bit, and when they show up back home a few days/weeks later, their neighbour B, who they've not talked to before, keeps starting increasingly weird conversations. B's trying to figure out the name of the book without coming out with a 'hey listen i'm no creep but i listen to you speak to yourself in the privacy of your own home and i wanna know the end of that book you were reading, what's it called please?'. Needless to say, B is pathetically failing at appearing normal.
But they do end up finding out how the book ends, maybe with a front row seat this time.
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just-antithings · 7 months
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proshippers r funny to me because of the degree to which yall just lie. "we always tag our content correctly" no the fuck you dont ive been in the world you cannot trick me, trying to filter out all the ""shotacon"" when i still used ao3 was a nightmare because even when it wasnt split between 2293809 different euphemisms which changed frequently as everyone else started realizing "old man/younger man" was being used for like a 6 year old kid instead of age gaps between adults which outside of your roleplay most people do have a different stance on than pedophilia, and people constantly just posting 5 yr old/20 yr old porn ageddown porn of canon adults with zero relevant tags. this has been my experience in all of fandom, telling a proshipper that they need to avoid posting untagged graphic rape porn in tags for shounen is apparently as painful as having your leg sawed off from how people react to it. you have posts insisting that it is at all reasonable for an ao3 user who doesnt want to see pedophilia should simply filter out every possible shotacon ship which is what i did so i can tell you thats incredibly unreasonable because that number is generally in the thousands, doesn't count as "tagging correctly", and also DOESN'T WORK because again people will just not tag shit or do agedown porn without tagging it so you can be in the tag of a ship for characters who are 50 and 60 in canon when lo and behold AU porn where the older one is babysitting the younger one and theyre 20 and 10, no tags except "Au - babysitter". like tbc i do think that even if you have the minimum balls to tag your adult raping a kid porn "pedophilia" you should still be criticized for that which i know the main conceit of the anti anti movement is pretending is worse than murder, but its wild how often people let yall just lie that tagging correctly is the universal or even a common standard. thats not even getting into the fact that ao3 doesn't let you select tags to automatically filter so you have to type in every individual tag you want out every single time you do a search. but no everyone should have to spend 4 hours theorizing every possible way you could weasel words your way around describing an adult having sexual intercourse with a child and then individually type em all in just so they can see read old men fucking without one of them being turned into a middle schooler. like with every other anit anti talking point it runs into the ultimate problem that yall are lazy assholes who are in this community in the first place because youre so allergic to compassion you can only tolerate people esp children if youre jacking off to them and so any measure yall claim you take for the good of others is ultimately a lie. also i still havent forgotten all those times you defended irl pedophilia or that one time you said you had a kneejerk reaction to discredit someone talking about a case study of irl csa by defending the pedophile and blamed "antis" instead of the fact that you spend all day every day defending being attracting to children. which is much worse, obviously
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hyperfreaksating · 7 months
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NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN - Interlude
Heyyyy everyone ! Two updates in a day, I'm on fire. (ง'̀-'́)ง
Note : This is just a soft interlude happening between Part IV & Part V ! Not big things, just fluff & a slice of the life you're sharing with Buggy in the circus.
No trap, no angst (I promise). Just silly things ! (✿´‿`)
Part V is fully written and it's a BIIIIIG part, it may come out tomorrow, I'm a bit scared 。゜(`Д´)゜。
Hope you'll like this lil thing !
Tag : FemReader x Buggy, no use of Y/n, no description except for hair color.
Content warning : silent treatment used against Bugs
[ FANFICTION MASTERPOST ]
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You joined Buggy’s boat for a few months, and you don’t regret it. Even if the two of you are emotional messes with shitty personalities and big egos, even if you often miss your former crew, the straw hats. The days pass, punctuated by strong (and very stupid) arguing, passionate encounters in every dark corner of the boat, and the craziness of the circus.
It’s only the beginning of your journey, but before going further, let’s talk about your life on the ship.
SILENT TREATMENT.
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Every morning Buggy wakes you up with a hot brew of your favorite drink, before kissing you on the forehead. He's surprisingly good at being a boyfriend.
However, this morning he must have started the day badly leg because he is really unpleasant to be around, to say politely.
When you wake up he is doing his signature makeup, grumbling.
"Everything's ok Bugs ?' 'mmm.. AH YOU MADE ME MISS MY LINE, FUCK YOU" he screams before leaving the room without even looking at you.
Fine. Someone just earned a day of silent treatment.
Yes this is toxic but you're dating Buggy the clown soooo who is surprised?
He's too self absorbed to notice you're silent treating him at first. 
Start noticing him on a very random subject. "Did anyone see my daggers ? - They're in our room Reddie  - Nobody ? Fine I'll borrow yours then Cabaji."
He starts to freak out about it, trying everything he can to get your attention but since you're very fierce yourself, it kind of  turns in an ego battle.
He ends up putting in place a great show just for you, including Richie carrying his detached head in his mouth and jumping in a ring of fires to place it at your feet where he grins, saying "tadaaaam", his floating hands theatrically gesturing in the air.
Seeing you applauding and cheering he thinks you finally notice him
 But you run to Richie and scratch his ears  "that was amazing Richie ! Good boy !"
Bugs runs into your private quarters after yelling insanities to both you and Richie and lock the door behind him
You knock at the door. "Come on Bugs I'm sorry I was just teasing you"
Finally let you enter and you have to comfort him, telling him his show was great and no you don't prefer Richie to him.
SHANKS
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After a few months he finally trusts you enough to talk about the Shanks topic.
The tattoo on his shoulder was a common tattoo with shanks they made in a bar when they were teenagers. Shanks has a red ball at the same spot, looking like Buggy's nose, alongside with a pink benny hat like the one Bugs used to wear back in time.
After Shanks left him behind, he grabbed a tattoo machine and started scratching his shoulder himself to erase it.
You listen carefully, suddenly conscious of the damages you did leaving him twice. 
He ends the night sobbing, arms around your hips.
"You'll never leave me again Reddie, hu ? - No.  - promised ? - promised."
In the middle of the night you wake up.
He's talking to you with a very soft voice. It’s almost scary how soft he is.
".. so lucky to have you, I love you so much, you're my biggest treasure, I could do everything with you by my side, please never leave me again"
"mmmmm love you too Bugs"
He screams, he was really sure you were asleep
"NO THAT'S FALSE I DON'T LOVE YOU YOU DON'T HAVE ANY PROOF" 
Sends you a pillow on the face and dramatically fall on the floor.
You gently pull him back to the bed, and caress his hairs  "Fine Bugs, I don't-love-you too." 
THE NEW ZORO 
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You miss your former crew sometimes, especially Zoro, who were kind of your bro there. 
One day, you have to work with Cabaji for a dagger throwing sideshow.
He's not very talkative, has partially green hair and deadpan a lot.
"Do you like drinking? - Well, like everyone in this crew, wh... - FINE you will be my new Zoro :D"
He doesn't really understand why but you apparently decided he was your new BFF … ?
Not as good as Zoro for punchlines, tho :(
"Wait, this guy Zoro killed my brother!"
He understands why Buggy loves you. Not that he thinks you're lovable, but you fit him very well.
Actually you kinda look like your captain / lover at some points.
"Oh no there are two of them…"
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AHHHH I ACCIDENTALY PUBLISHED THIS AS IT WAS UNFINISHED I hope nobody saw it ಥ_ಥ See you soon for part V !
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We shall meet again, under Kakava's shimmering auroras...
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"Do stay alive"? Mmm... well, who am I to even dare defying the doctor's orders~?
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Kakavasha had been fated to die, ever since he was born on the day of one of the very sparse rains in Sigonia-IV. Blessed with Gaiathra's rain, a lucky child, they said-- and in the end, it was luck of the double-edged sword.
Aventurine, the Stoneheart of Stratagems, had indeed been lucky enough to still be standing after all that he'd been through-- but why has he lived time and time again? Should he not be grateful? And yet he found he never was; for Kakavasha wished to die. Why should he live only to endure more suffering when he could finally find eternal peace?
And when that fated day finally came-- his grand bet, his all in, his final gambit, the most wondrous of performances-- he found himself here.
Not alive, yet not dead, having long since parted with his past self, standing alone in a void of Nihility clutching only the scroll Dr. Veritas Ratio had given him. That Galaxy Ranger had told him that this fated incident was not his end-- that he would live to bet even higher than before. A saving grace, truly-- an angel in the skin of an Emanator.
Maybe this darkness was beautiful, he thought. The stars twinkling in the dark almost reminded him of home; a dimly sparkling reminder that he would see the dawn after all, that there would finally be light waiting for him.
And so he waited, preparing for the day of his rebirth. He would chase his dawn in the form of the golden and crimson-hued irises of the man who has always had his heart, take back his name and avenge the legacy of all Avgins, and see to the destruction of the IPC once and for all.
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Mod also runs the @aventurine-official rp account, so the format is her own and is not plagiarized :)
This Aventurine is canon divergent, simply an idea of what happens to him if and when he survives the Nihility void :)
My Aven takes back his true name and turns to the path of Nihility, and finds his way out in about a year or so after his disappearance. He's finally free from the IPC as they believe him to be dead and Jade has taken his place as the Stoneheart of Preservation, and his goal is to bring the IPC's shady secrets to light and bring the whole organization crashing down.
He still fights with his dice and poker chips, although losing the ability to shield because of his path diversion and instead casting ace cards onto enemies.
(I might add more details later, or link a headcanon post!)
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rorywritesjunk · 3 months
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Multichapter Fics
Here's the Masterpost for my Multichapter Fics!
This will feature tags for Sunny, Cupcake, Birdie, The Wives, and any thing else that pops up that will be multple postings of the same characters.
This post is a work in progress as of 3/9/24!
Sunny & Buggy
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“No longer locked upon the land but free on the rolling waves” (PG-13ish) (Complete) You and Buggy come face to face with himself from the past, and while you’re fully accepting that this is your husband as a child, Buggy doesn’t want to accept it.
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6/Epilogue
“I can’t tell where the journey will end But I know where to start” (Prequel to the Kid Buggy fic) PG-13ish (Complete) Buggy meets you by chance when he needs his buttons sewn back onto his jacket. He’s young, up and coming, and he thinks everyone should cower before him wherever he goes, but all you do is smile at him.
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 + Chapter 10 + Chapter 11 + Chapter 12 + Chapter 13 + Chapter 14 + Chapter 15 + Chapter 16 + Chapter 17 + Chapter 18 + Epilogue
One-Shots
Sunny's birthday + Buggy's Birthday + Their first fight + She's not on the ship + Reunited +
Cupcake & Buggy
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“Let’s be one another’s present tense” (R-ish) Buggy ‘rescues’ you from an abusive situation, and after a less than stellar introduction, he has you audition for his crew to keep you safe. You want safety, security, and joining a circus seems like the best idea.
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8 + Chapter 9 (NC-17) + Chapter 10 + Chapter 11 + Chapter 12 + Chapter 13
One-Shots
"Nobody can find us – they don’t know where to start" (PG) Playing hide and seek was always fun with his mama until he was separated from her.
Cupcake's Birthday + Buggy's Birthday + Geoduck + Thoughts on Kids
Birdie & Buggy
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"The stars in their courses will run and bring their hearts earthward to hear her." (PG-13ish) Buggy brings his son in to the bakery to get a treat for his birthday. You like decorating cakes. Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7
A Family Outing + Bath routine
Buggy & The Wives
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"When I’m broken and bent, would you take me on the mend" (PG) The Strawhats didn’t know the clown was married. For as much as he could talk, he never mentioned them.
"And I can see it each and every time you smile" (PG) The Wives have a Girls’ Night once a month and Buggy finally gets invited.
"but even bound as we are, we can do all sorts of things" (PG) The Wives somehow end up on the Oro Jackson when Buggy’s just a kid. To them, it’s a delight to see their husband as a kid, but to Buggy, they’re kelpies ready to take him away.
Tattoos + Thoughts on them + Bath + Intimacy
Thistle & Marco
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"Close my eyes for a while Force from the world a patient smile" (PG) Buggy says something he regrets to his older sister.
The thought of Marco and Thistle + Their first 'date' + Second 'date'
Buggy and Sunny, Thistle and Marco, the hours after the execution. Part 1: pt 1 + pt 2 + pt 3 + pt 4 + pt 5 + pt 6 + end Part 2: pt i + pt ii + pt iii + pt iv + pt v + pt vi + pt vii + pt viii + pt ix
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“Oh, go to sleep, Little Skylark. Fly up past the stars” (PG-13ish) (Complete) After breaking your heart, Buggy is cursed to be a kid again. The last thing you want to do is be involved with this.
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 + Chapter 3 + Chapter 4 + Chapter 5 + Chapter 6 + Chapter 7 + Chapter 8
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"Be gentle with yourself as you uncover Your best kept secrets yet to be discovered" (PGish) (A Howl's Moving Castle AU)
Buggy meets an infamous pirate who dabbles in magic that everyone seems to be after, but they only have eyes for Buggy. Why is he so special?
Chapter 1 + Chapter 2 +Chapter 3 + Chapter 4
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strrwbrrryjam · 6 months
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au where varian manages to escape jail about a year after he's sentenced and runs to his house, to mourn and gather his equipment and his fathers horse and runs away from corona,
he becomes a pirate or simply resides in a village and takes up some of his old reputation (before he became a criminal) where the citizens don't know him and think he's some sort of sorcerer
and all throughout the years he is working tirelessly to find a way to break his father out from the amber
#ooh tell me more tags by @writingraccoon
wonderful! i will
if he's a pirate i think he'd go on a vat7k adventure where he inevitably meet hugo, yong and nuru on the way, except he's still a criminal and he's like twenty odd
he's travels the world on a flying pirate ship, not too dissimilar from the pirate ship from treasure planet, and he's travelling tirelessly around the world searching for an answer (becoming a criminal in several more countries because he keeps. breaking. into. castle. libraries to ransack them for information)
however if we go with the second option, as i mentioned, he takes up his old reputation, where he's talked about by the people in the village as if he's a sorcerer, or a witch, and adults advise them to stay away from that house
until there's a kid who like, decides to break in and see all the fuss is about, and he learns that there's just a twenty year old guy who looks like he hasn't slept a day in his life and his only companion has been a raccoon.
he looks closer at what he's doing and is amazed at it and wants to learn more so he just asks him.
varian is shocked. because. again. his only companion for the last.. six years has been a raccoon and he's also supposed to be in hiding. the kid asks if he can be teach him any of his "spells" and varians too shocked to like. correct him, and tells him yes.
so varian starts teaching this kid science. and then more kids come. and he teaches them science. and it all becomes to a point that he becomes yknow. more involved in the village. and the village love him. because he's so helpful. (unlike the village in old corona)
and thats basically all ive got so far.
in both versions he is working tirelessly to find his father, pirate!varian as I've mentioned becomes a criminal for breaking into castle libraries and libraries and also places in castles where people are not. supposed. to. be. he gets his own crew of misfits and social rejects or other noble kids who have been rejected by society. he rules them with love and compassion and its just a little family. in the beginning of that he was jaded and work focused but they. started to get him to open up and he began to be more like his old self. ruddiger is happy.
in the teacher!varian version, he has some of the amber with him, he managed to replicate the formula of the amber and now he has never met a moments of peace because of that amber. he's living in a constant cycle of nightmares and really does his best of trial and error over and over and over again till he gets some sort of result. ruddiger is very worried.
in both of these versions i do see it going to a vat7k way, but again, where varian is still a criminal and its much further in the future so all the characters are older, like, hugo is 21, varian is 20, nuru is 16 and yong is 14
i havent decided on what the corona characters are doing. it could follow the same events but without varian things are at a stand still, since, yknow, he's the only one who can understand demanitus' handwriting,
if you wanna go super angsty, have rapunzel release quirin from the amber, but i wouldn't go that route and i personally don't like that route because can you imagine how devastating that would be for varian, that all of his tireless journeys have been for naught and that rapunzel was the one to free his father.
anyway, thats all, or all i can think of rn.
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ikissjesse · 8 months
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could you do some aaron t/aaron z headcanons pls!
omg yes ofc !! ty for the request <333 since 3 ppl requested aaron² hc's (nothing specific) im gonna put all ur requests into this once post !!
tags: @i-need-a-slurpee @hrts4ariana ( note as of writing: this was a draft from 1719817282 years ago so if u forgot abt this n no longer wanted to be tagged im sorry🥲 )
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as i mentioned in this post, they both adore musicals, especially hamilton
aaron² hc's !!
reblogs appreciated + reqs open <3
they like listening to the soundtracks together when they hangout
sometimes when there's a musical near where they are on tour they go together in their free time
u didn't hear it from me but they held hands during one of these musicals bc the room was dark n they thought noone would notice
as bros, ofc.. homies hold hands during musicals !!
they totally sing non-stop from hamilton together its cannon bc i say so
anyway enough abt hamilton for now
there was def mutual pining
they were both like "fuckidishcoaoxjaoa he just thinks of me as a friend"
"friend" NO HE WANTS U SO BAD -God probably idk
the way they attempted to "drop hints":
t tried to make z laugh a lot, even more than he usually did
pranks became less extreme than they normally were, he wanted to surprise him, not scare him to death like he used to
z would, although he denies this, try to do basketball tricks to impress t whenever he is at the basketball court w him
both of them went to jesse for advice, not knowing the other was doing the same
"hey jesse uhm- what should i do if, theoretically, ihavearlybigcrushonsomeonewhoiveknownforawhilebutithinktheyseemeasafriendandireallyreallyREALLYwannabemorebutidontwannaruinourfriendship????" -t
"...what?" -jesse
needless to say jesse was confused as hell
he sent him off w some advice after t slowed down enough for him to understand, then about 15 minutes later z came rambling about the same thing
"JESSE YOU'RE A HIT WITH THE LADIES, AND THE GAYS, AND..BASICALLY ANYONE. HOW DO I FLIRT WITH SOMEONE IVE KNOWN FOR AGES WHO IM PRETTY SURE SEES ME AS JUST A FRIEND?????" -z
thats what made it click for jesse, n he just laughed at the realization
giving him the same advice he gave t, he snickered at the idea of the aarons having a crush on eachother but being too stupid blind to see the feelings were mutual
"thanks jess!!" -z to jesse, running off
"yeah no problem man hehehshshehsh goodluck! HEHEHHEHE"
building up as much courage as he could, z eventually made the first move a few days later
he asked t if he'd like to join him for a musical that would take place at a nearby theater, n he gladly accepted
little did t know where this would lead <33 achoo anyways
as the lights dimmed during a 'romantic' scene, aaron z took t's hand in his own n (quietly) confessed his feelings towards his long-time bestfriend
saying t was happy would be an understatement
the energetic boy yanked him into a hug, leaving his stoic counterpart(ner) highly confused and extremely flustered
choking from t's tight embrace, his face became beet red
"Im, uhm- assuming you feel the same?"
well NO FUCKIN WAY SHERLOCK WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT -God again probably
"yeah dumbass, ofcourse i do!" t whisper-yelled, trying to keep his excitement down as they were still in a theater after all !!!
after that, z just smiled n wrapped his arms around t's waist, returning the hug
but wait !! theres more !!
what kind of ikissjesse ship post would this be without cute couple hc's ???
the quiet stoic boy x loud energetic boy dynamic UUGF MY HEART I THINK IM DYIBG from how much i love this duo😔😔
z buys t a baseball cap in EVERY city/country they go to. every fucking one
even if its not a band tour, if z is out somewhere n sees a cool cap he thinks t would like, yall better believe this boy would cut off an arm n sell a kidney just for t to get that hat
t has a whole side in his closet dedicated to these hats z buys him, he finds it absolutely adorable
z actually thinks he isnt good at gift giving, so he was afraid t wouldnt like it at first, but t's reaction is enough conformation that he adores it
now what kinda aaron² hamilton lover truther would i be if i didnt mention the musical again 💪💪
they have FREQUENT hamilton marathons together, sometimes the other members of 4*town will join in too !!
they still sortve act like they did before, like friends n what not
however theyre also 300% more flirty
by that i mean T is 300% more flirty
z might be a LITTLE bit but def not as much as my boy aaron t (the r in aaron stands for rizzler -aaron t)
z isn't a big fan of PDA himself, however when t does little displays of affection when theyre in public he loves it ( he doesn't say it out loud bc he's shy but he does smile at t or to himself, holding t's hand or draping an arm over his shoulders )
when theyre in private z will hug t from behind, hold his waist, kiss his forehead, etc .... yk... bro stuff......
t surprises him by going BOO!!! and jumping up to put his arms around his shoulders from behind, which at first scared z shitless n earned t a lecture about why he shouldn't scare him like that bc z WILL swing but z is okay with it now n actually smiles ALBEIT A VERY SMALL SMILE when he does it
dates include but r not limited to playing basketball late at night together, movies, watching musicals, roadtrips to literally anywhere long or short they just wanna be in eachothers presence OUGHG I LOVE THEM
i forgot to mention !!! t is definitely the one who asked to be boyfriends, but z accidentally said "I love you" first
t was doing something dumb again, and z shook his head as he laughed, accidentally mumbling the words "I love you" out loud
t stopped dead in his tracks n snapped his head in z's direction, n yall this boy was STRESSED he did NOT mean to let the world know this information
z covered his face with his hands n his face was PINK pink bro but t just laughed n walked over to him, cupping his face in his hands and staring at him with a very VERY smug but genuine n happy grin
z scoffed, but soon glanced back at the other boy and smiled shyly
theyre so cute im throwing up in class
there's more but i think this is long enough for now, sorry for the wait pls snack on this while u wait for the rest of my jesro + aaron² content i have planned WINK WINK
thank u for reading <3
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ceilingfan5 · 5 months
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20 Questions for fic writers
Tagged by @holdmecloser-gandydancer
tagging you, the person reading this and wishing someone tagged you, yes you, i mean it
1. How many works do you have on A03?
total? 73. TAZ? 37. oh man. palindrome
2. What's your total A03 word count? 703,033 baby ive been here for Ten Years
3. What fandoms do you write for?
recently taz. before that, aftg, haikyuu!! etc. but man it has been taz for a While
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
OF TAZ WORKS (all my top 5 are old old) 1. Sticker Stars (of course) 2. Run Away With Me 3. Rub This On Your Body 4.Little Shop of Horny and 5. Apply Directly to the Forehead (one of my first taz fics!!) all of those make sense as contenders but i am surprised revenge plus one is #8
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
i................have to be honest..........................................i'm so...sorry............
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[id: a screenshot of "Inbox (3402)" indicating no, no I do not]
(please understand this is from years and years and years and years)
i pretty much only reply if i am directly asked a question i have an answer to or it makes me cry in a good way....not because i'm an asshole or because i don't appreciate them!!!! comments mean truly so much to me!! i just don't know what to say besides thank you, so i usually write an emphatic thank you on each chapter and hope people know i mean it.... please don't think i don't care...please............. i care so much
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
we don't do that here
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
“But like,” words fall out of Taako’s mouth before he can stop them. “Live your life, dude, go a little nuts, feel like a whole person, give me $200, participate in the universe, get your back blown out on demand, fucking-” he laughs. “Have a collection, experience joy, buy a cat, get diagnosed with autism, fall in love-”
“What was that last part??” 
if that (from revenge plus one) isn't a happy ending what is (i'm hoping the people who care enough to read a post like this have either read it already or are going to go. oh my god i have to read revenge plus one tonight)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
no and if i did i would block and delete em, there's no time for that. fuck em. this is a joy pursuit (i would cry though. don't. what the hell. just close the tab like a normal person. someone MADE THAT.)
9. Do you write smut?
oh baby DO I
i do intend to write some more publishable stuff soon. most of my personal stuff has gotten Way Too Weird. but look out for some horny supervillain taakitz soon if thats your cup of hot chocolate with too many marshmallows in it 👀👀👀👀
10. Do you write crossovers?
sorry i am obsessed with one thing at a time.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
hope not! if so i cast a billion death spiders on them. smooch. partake in the joyous act of baring your soul via dumbfucks yourself, coward
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
once, i think? im not sure they finished
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
absolutely, some of my best stuff was originally rp!!! i am so sorry @holdmecloser-gandydancer @noodyl-blasstal for not continuing some super exciting projects, my brain is electric soup and my life is a circus. someday. someday we will play again. i must believe
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
if you did not expect taakitz i have 29+ fics you should read
15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
everything is possible until you give up. so who knows!!!!!!!!!!! it sure does help to know there are people that will still read things if and when they are ever finished though
16. What are your writing strengths?
VOICE! dialogue. fun
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
planning fucking ahead
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
caution necessary but i mean live your life, just be aware of the err of google translate
19. First fandom you wrote for?
on ao3? wtnv
before that? squints. maybe homestuck or............no it was shakespeare
man. fuck
20. Favourite fic you've ever written?
revenge plus one, probably, i miss living in it
nothing says passion like 90k and baby's first adhd medication!!!!!!!!!
really though please go read it. if you have 90k worth of attention and time and interest
also hey? in general? if you read this far? keep writing. and enjoy it. self indulgence isn't just nice, it's what makes life worth living. make for you, and then the comments and appreciation are bonus. snare a few friends in your web and you're living, baby
keep reaching for the stars
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fabdante · 29 days
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Not sure if you'd like my taste in music, but on the off chance you find something you like, here's some songs for the reboot, both for the lads and just the general vibe of Limbo City:
-The Protomen (the band). A couple of their albums, namely "The Protomen", "Act II: The Father of Death", and "This City Made Us".
Songs I liked specifically:
1. "The Hounds" from the Act II album. I know for the reboot it'd probably fit best for Bob Barbas, since he's the big information demon, but personally, I always liked it as Vergil's villain song instead- if he ever came back and decided to just wreck Dante's life after the events of the game, I mean. It's got a nice personal element to it that Dante and Bob just don't have, but Vergil and Dante do/could. That and it's catchy as hell and if Vergil ever decides to try and set himself up as the new demon king of the human world, my dude deserves a good villain song for it.
"There is a flame that I've been fanning
There is a fire waiting to catch
There is a hell that has been building from the moment we first met
If there ever was a time
If there ever was a chance
To undo the things I've done
And wash these bloodstains from my hands
It has passed and been forgotten
These are the paths that we must take
Cause you and I, Tom, we are men
And we can bend and we can break
If you think that you can run
If you think that you can stand
Well, you forget who turned this city on
You forget who plugged this city in!"
2. "Keep Quiet" (Act II), "Light Up the Night" (Act II), and "Hold Back the Night" (This City Made Us album) for Kat and Dante and the Order. The first two are more hopeful, the last one not so much, but it could fit, depending on what you want to write. Gonna throw in "This City Made Us" song from the album of the same name, too, just for the general vibe of Limbo City under Mundus. And maybe even after him, tbh, again, depending on how you wanna do things.
3. "II B: Unrest in the House of Light", "III: the Will of One", "IV: Vengeance" from "The Protomen" album, for general Sparda family drama vibes, specifically their beef with Mundus and, eventually, each other.
Songs for reboot Dante specifically:
-"Lost Boys" by the 69 Eyes. It fits better with the Lost Boys (1987) movie, but fuck it. I like the general Goth rock vibe for Dante. Mostly because of that costume of his that looks like it's inspired by Eric Draven from The Crow (1994), because I love that movie and that costume (it looks good on him!), so he can have this, as a treat.
-"Remedy" by Cold.
-"T-Rex" by K.Flay.
-"You're Not Alone" by Kissin' Dynamite.
-"Dead Inside" by Younger Hunger.
Oh I'm a big fan of music! Incase you are interested, here's some links to my Way Too Many DmC Playlists (also here's my main playlist tag) This is a compilation of what I call my 'essentials' playlists for the reboot trio, they're sort of a sampler platter for their larger playlists. And this is a compilation of all of my playlists for the Reboot Trio (I'm almost done with a set of playlists for a general DmC Reboot Vibe as well)
Anywho carrying on, I haven't heard any of these before so I'll need to check these out more in depth! On cursory listen I'm liking these so far! I also support more villian songs for Vergil (my favorite for him is Flickers by Son Lux )
I also love the Dante/Crow parallels, it's a little detail I love in the costumes but also just kinda like Dantes whole vibe.
My personal all time favorite song for Dante is Sleep Patterns by Merchant Ships which I realize is an odd choice (it doesn't even really sound like most of my Dante playlists or even the rest of Merchant Ships discography) but something about it is very quintessentially reboot Dante to me
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kiribaku-queen · 2 years
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His Hidden Desire [4]
Romance, adventure, drama, angst
Bakugou x reader, Todoroki x reader
Word Count: 6.1K
A/N: Wow, hello! I'm back! Just an update: I am now living in Japan! So ive been off for a while trying to get packed, get situated in this new country. I am 2 weeks into my new job but it looks like i can work on my writing on my down times. to make up for how long ive been away, i am back with a fairly long chapter. id love to know your thoughts and if you would like to be added on the tag list! <3
Summary: Being engaged to a Prince that doesn’t want you was such a classic move, but it was your duty to do so. But that didn’t mean you could be your own personality. You wanted something outside of the palace walls, something that would excite your world, something more. The only solution to that was to… travel with pirates?!
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“What’s the mission?” you ask, looking away and folding your arms across your chest.
You would soon find out from the fact Captain Bakugou dragged you out to where all the other crew members were, waiting for the meeting to begin. You tried avoiding any form of eye contact, suddenly embarrassed by what happened earlier. Not like you cared what they thought about you, but you’d rather not hear about what they had to say. The Captain clears his throat as he stations himself in front of the crowd, getting everyone’s attention on him.
“Alright, men. New job, pretty simple: returning stolen jewelry.” That’s it? That’s the mission the Captain begged on his knees for? It seemed like a simple enough task that you didn’t need to be involved in at all. But Bakugou continued. He lifted up the scroll, given to him by the hawk, showing a mugshot of the man in question.
“Suspect: Sebastian Grey. Pretty famous here, a member of the Phantom Knights. Mid 40’s,  5’9”, brown hair that’s starting to gray on the sides,” Bakugou read off the scroll, having no care in the world.
“Fat,” someone chimed in, causing a bit of laughter to erupt from the crowd of men. Disregarding the immature behavior, Bakugou continued on with the suspect's profile.
“Notorious for stealing and blowing the money on many, many… women,” Bakugou finished, glancing up in your direction. You gulped. Great, so this old man is crazy about women. “That’s where you come in.”
“What do you want me to do?” you asked, chills ran up your spine just imagining what you had to do, letting your imagination run wild. And not in a good way.
“Your job is to get close to him and find out where the watch is. Find out, report back to us and we’ll do the rest.” Bakugou explained. It sounded simple enough, but was life ever that simple? Especially on this ship with this crew? You took another look at the hideous man before making your decision. And your decision was…
“No.” you said.
“What?” Bakugou asked, baffled, not thinking you were going to decline. “I thought you were already on board?”
“I only came to see what the mission was. I didn’t give you a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ answer. And after finding out what you were going to put me through, my answer is ‘no’.” you explain.
“I have no one else to do this,” Bakugou almost sounded desperate. True, there was no other lady on this ship but that doesn’t mean you have to automatically help them.
“Get one of your men to disguise themselves,” you suggested.
“We already tried that,” Kirishima spoke up. “That actually gets us in more trouble.” Everyone snickers and looks at Denki who covers his face in embarrassment.
“I don’t need to be reminded,” he mumbles, face as red as the sun. No way, you thought. Now that they pointed it out, Denki in a blonde wig isn’t a bad sight.
“You’re one of my men now, you have no choice but to do this,” Bakugou spoke up, deciding for you. You scoffed at him, actually putting your foot down and standing up to him.
"Again with these commands! I am NOT one of your men who you can just boss around!” you had to remind him, raising your voice above his. Bakugou opened his mouth to say something snarky, but didn’t want to go down this road again. As much as he didn’t want to, he didn’t talk back. He sighs, putting his hands on his hips, not knowing what to do.
“What do you want me to do now?” he asks while ruffling his hair in annoyance. “I already begged on my knees for you.”
“Do it again,” you tell him. “In front of everyone. Do it.” With no hesitation, one knee falls to the floor, followed by the other one.
“I need your help. Just this once, will you help me?” Bakugou humiliates himself in front of his men for your sake. This man continues to surprise you and you hate to admit it, but it’s a little admirable. You pretend to think, looking up with your lips pursed.
“On one condition,” you say. “You will treat me with respect. That is all I ask for.” The crew glances from you, to their Captain, then back to you. The Captain was real quiet, not being able to say anything. And you thought he was going to decline your offer. Tough luck. Then they will have to find someone else. You were about to head back to your cabin and then you heard his soft words.
“I’ll do my best,” he murmurs. Bakugou wasn’t feeling too good, but you showed a triumphant smile, one that was almost too prideful. That answer satisfied you enough that you agreed to do this silly mission. How bad could it be?
After long, long weeks of being in the ocean, you finally spotted land from where you were on the ship. You couldn’t get more excited! How you missed being on the sturdy ground and being surrounded by people other than these pirates. Although, it wasn’t as bad as you were expecting. You thought pirates were dirty and smelly, living and eating like pigs. If you were caught anywhere near a pirate, you’d end up smelling exactly like them for the rest of your life… or so you’ve read. But surprisingly, the boys kept their spaces neat. It was messy from time to time, but overall, they presented themselves pretty neatly for being pirates. Even if life on the ship wasn’t as bad as they said in the books, you still couldn’t wait to feel the ground underneath your feet. You needed a change of environment and a possible escape route. Your end goal never escaped your mind. You just needed a perfect time to do it.
The giant ship reached the end of the port, letting down its heavy anchor into the ocean tides. They finally let down the heavy, wooden board, allowing everyone to get off the ship. Step by step, you made your way out into freedom, stretching your arms wide and feeling the open air. Giddiness riled inside you, as well as everyone else as they were all discussing what they were going to buy or do with the allowance they were given by the Captain.
“Don’t get distracted. Remember to meet up at the tavern so we can get this over with,” Captain Bakugou reminded his crew but they looked too busy already running down the streets with each other. You, on the other hand, were looking around, fascinated to be out of the country for the first time. This looked nothing like your country. The colors were more vibrant, there was more use of patterns and textures. The feel of the place was completely different and you couldn’t believe you actually liked it. Before you could get too absorbed into your surroundings, someone took your arm, taking you by surprise. You jumped, looking behind you, only to see the Captain tying a rope over your wrist.
“What are you doing?” you exclaimed, trying to get your wrist out of his grasp, but he was holding onto you firmly.
“Making sure you don’t try to run away,” he nonchalantly says. Then he shows you his wrist that showed the other end of the rope tied on his wrist.
“This is so ridiculous,” you pointed out.
“A precaution,” he described. You just rolled your eyes at him. Well, so much for your escape plan. But regardless, you didn’t want to spend all your free time with this guy. He probably wasn’t even going to do anything fun. It was probably going to be boring until the mission started.
“I thought you were going to start showing me some respect,” you muttered under your breath, but enough for Bakugou to hear.
“After the mission is successful, then I’ll follow through,” he said.
“That wasn’t part of the agreement,” you argued.
“Never said it didn’t,” he argued back. Shit, he got you there. So, you had no choice but to stay with him the entire time. Great.
“What are we going to do now, oh scary Captain! Sit back and do nothing while everyone else is having fun?” You couldn’t be more sarcastic. Bakugou wasn’t quick to answer you. He started to walk. You were reluctant to, but because of the damn rope that was tied to both of you, you let him take you who knows where.
“We’re going shopping,” he announced. Now that perked your ears.
“Shopping?”
Bakugou was lazily slouching down on one of the couches that was provided for him while he waits for you to try on this dress. But it was taking you an abnormally long time and his patience was running low.
“Are you done yet,” he finally asks, after waiting for an eternity.
“These corsets are not easy to put on, you know!” you bite back, moving the curtain aside, revealing a brand new dress. And not the prettiest dress you might add. The dress reached past yours knees, frills everywhere, your curves were nowhere to be found. The color was horrendous, not suiting your skin tone at all. You don’t even know where he found this dress to begin with. And Bakugou seemed to agree with you. A scowl appeared on his face, like he couldn’t look at you a second more.
“Hideous,” he commented.
“Wow, thanks,” you said, sarcastically. From the couch, he threw you another dress. You barely caught it due to his lack of throwing skills.
“Try it,” he simply demanded. Yeah, like you couldn’t guess what he wanted you to do. You shot him a dirty look before going right back into the changing room. It was better than the first one, no doubt. The dress was shorter in the front, above the knees this time and had a longer back. You wore a white blouse underneath that had puffy sleeves. The corset wasn’t too tight but at least showed your figure this time. Although, it was very modest in the bust area, covering everything. It was nice? Nicer than the one you owned currently. But for Bakugou, he didn’t seem satisfied.
“Not enough,” he said, throwing you another dress. Annoyed, but didn’t say anything, you went right back in. You put the dress up to your body and tilted your head in surprise. Wow, this was…
You pulled back the curtain for the last time, looking away from the staring man with a shy stance, slowly trying to cover yourself. The dress was much shorter than the other dresses you’ve worn, probably in your entire life. It stopped right below your butt. If you bent down, you were sure everyone could see what they aren’t supposed to see. The corset was properly tight, accentuating your curves in all the right places. The sleeves were full length and puffy which was nice because of the coverage. But the bust area… it was tight and low, the mounds of your breasts were practically spilling out. You felt so exposed that you didn’t know what to cover up first. And it didn’t help that the pirate in front of you was full on stare mode.
“Well… aren’t you going to say anything?” your face was beet red, quickly wanted his opinion so that you could go ahead and take this off. Hopefully he would say no and just give you another dress to wear, but on the contrary.
“Yeah, I’d fuck you,” he nodded in approval and got up. You couldn’t even get a word in when he put a handful of coins on the counter and took your hand, leading you out the door.
“Shouldn’t I change first?” you asked, pulling your arm back so he stopped in his tracks.
“You’re wearing it out. Let’s go,” he says, and leads you back out into the streets, not forgetting about the rope. You really thought he forgot about it but nope. He was already tying your hands together.
“Is this really necessary?” you complained.
“Yes.” Was his only response. You could mumble and grumble all you wanted, but Captain was being so stubborn!
“But it’s too tight,” you complained under your breath. Bakugou paused, and glanced at the redness of your wrists. They were red and swollen from the rope rubbing against you. Bakugou sighed and retied the rope, making it much looser but enough where you couldn’t slip your hand through.
“Better?” he asks, while tying his own wrist.
“Yeah,” you whispered back. That was only nice of him to do that. You didn’t think he could take into account your feelings ever. He didn’t care about you. Especially not since of all the backtalking you’ve done to him in the past couple days. So why would he do such a kind gesture to you?
“Ready to go?” Bakugou asked. You were so in your thoughts, you hadn’t realized he was already done tying his wrist together.
“For what?” you asked.
“It’s time,” he hinted and immediate nerves hit your stomach.
“Shit, already?” you were distressed. Bakugou looked a little worried but there was no time for pep talk. If you guys don’t move fast, they could miss their opportunity window.
After a short walk, both you and Bakugou entered the busy tavern. The place was crowded with people, you two almost couldn’t fit in. You two had to stick really close together, basically body on body. Which was probably better because it was easier to fit in and easier for Bakugou to go over last minute reminders for you. Bakugou placed a hand behind you and brought you closer to him.
“What are you-” you were about to push him away but you felt the pressure from your wrists being released. Bakugou was taking the rope off.
“Easy,” Bakugou spoke in your ear. He could speak as loud as he wanted because the surrounding space was already drowning you guys out. “Target, far left corner.” Your eyes scanned the sea of people and surely enough, in the far left corner of the room, sitting at the bar was the man in the photographs. He was already drunk, having several beer glasses already empty next to him. “Remember what to do?” he asks you.
“Flirt my way to get him to tell me where the watch is,” you repeated what they wanted you to do.
“Good girl,” he praised you, which lowkey made you feel good about yourself. Maybe this task wouldn’t be as hard as you were making it out to be. “The boys are everywhere. If anything happens, one of us will come get you.” He reassured you. It was true. Anywhere you looked, you found someone from the crew there. They were all dispersed in different parts of the tavern. Some were in the back, simply watching. Some went to the bar to get a drink in disguise. Some were sitting at a table on standby. Since they were everywhere, you felt reassured that one of the boys would come rescue you if you needed it.
“What does the watch look like?” you asked.
“Big, golden watch with diamonds encrusted all around the band,” Bakugou described.
“Pretty fancy,” you muttered. Even for someone of royalty status. Then this watch must be worth lots of money. No wonder they took this job. Well, it was now or never. You took a deep breath and made your way over to the man. Bakugou watched from afar, giving a look to a couple of the guys, purposely telling them with his eyes to stay close to you. As you walk closer to your target, you notice some of the guys, Kirishima and Denki in particular. You tried to give them a nervous smile, but all you noticed from them were their dropped jaws, hanging off their face. You rolled your eyes. Men.
You sat next to the man in question. So far, he hadn’t noticed you in the slightest. And honestly you were okay with that for now. He reeked of alcohol. He’s belligerent, laughing and talking obnoxiously loud. You raised your hand, getting one of the bartender's attention.
“One beer, please,” you ordered. You had to blend in some way, not just sit at the bar doing nothing. A jug of beer was placed in front of you and boy, was it a hefty jug. Upon receiving your large order, then did you finally get some of the man’s attention.
“Sure you can hold your liquor, little one?” he turns to you, giving you some attention. You smirked. You grabbed the jug with both hands, downing the beer in one go, proving him wrong. With a loud thud to the table, you slammed the empty glass down with a satisfying burp to come with it. Now the man’s attention was fully on you. And interestingly enough, so was the Captain from across the room.
“Name’s Sebastian. Sebastian Grey.” He introduced himself, offering his hand.
“(y/n),” you introduced yourself, taking his hand out of kindness. You were about to take your hand back, but he gripped it a little tighter, bringing your hand to his lips, and placing the wettest, nastiest kiss on the back of your hand. It took everything in you to not have a physical reaction of shivers. You took your hand back, giving Sebastian a fake smile before placing your hand behind you and aggressively wiped anything and everything off your hand. No matter how disgusted you were at the situation, the show must go on.
“What’s a handsome man like you doing here all alone!” you got closer to him, placing a flirty hand on his arm. “Allow me to join you for the night.” You insisted, sending him a playful wink and squishing your chest together, making your tits pop even more out of the shirt. You saw Sebastian glance down and lick his lips.
“Only if you allow me to indulge in this majesty of a sight,” he practically drooled over you. You wanted to scoff at how blunt he was. No manners of a gentleman at all. It truly disgusted you. And it was written all over your face. If you could, you’d turn around and walk right out of this place. But when you looked up, looking disgusted, you met eyes with the Captain and he was telling you to continue no matter what it took with his eyes. And so, you must continue.
“AHAHAHAHA! You are SO funny!” you faked an obnoxious laugh, slapping his arm. That seemed to really do it.
“Around round for me and the lady!” he announced to the bartender, waving his hand in the air. And with that, another glass of beer was thrown at you to chug down. The entire night, you boosted his ego. Telling him how he’s so funny and handsome, anything to make him laugh and feel good about himself. You watched as spit flew everywhere every time he talked. Every time he laughed, he’d bend back, exposing his stomach that overfilled under that small thing he called a shirt. You wondered how you were even able to stand such a man for so long. He was obnoxious, sexist, conceited, self-centered. Everything a woman wouldn’t want. Was this really the world you were living in? And he drank like that of a pirate. You would know. You were around them 24/7 lately. And he didn’t look a tad bit drunk. He kept drinking and drinking, but the alcohol wasn’t hitting him. It was like he was drinking water. You couldn’t drink anymore. You had to get information out of him fast.
“Tell me, what’s a handsome and hunky man like yourself doing with no ring around his finger?” you mentally rolled your eyes at yourself.
“Who needs a woman when you can have all the riches in the world!” he boasted.
“What could be more rich than the richness of love?” you batted your eyelashes. Gross! Were these words really coming out of your mouth? Where did you even come up with the words to even say this? You really should take up acting because right now, you were a totally different person that you didn't even know was hiding in you.
“I’ll show you,” he gets closer to you in a deep whisper, not preparing you for how dreadful and horrid his breath was. You had to suck in the air around you and hold your breath until he was out of your scent range. This was proven to be difficult because he was not separating from you any time soon. You watched as he took out something from his pocket, both hands covering the item, careful for no one to see. He brought it in front of him, both of your bodies shielding the item from all who was around you. Slowly, he opened the palm of his hands, unveiling a watch. A golden watch with a band that was encrusted with diamonds. Your jaw dropped open. That was…
“A watch that can fulfill the wish of any man or woman. A watch that can make you rich beyond your wildest imagination!” he fantasized. 
You couldn’t say anything. You continued to stare at the treasure in front of you. No shot he actually had it with him this entire time. And he was taking it out like no one else had their eyes out for this?! This man was a stupid man. Hopefully stupid enough that you could possibly grab it from him without him knowing. It wasn’t the plan and this wasn’t what you were supposed to be doing, but if it could get you the respect you’ve been looking for from the Captain and everyone else, you were going to risk it. 
You glanced up from Sebastian’s eyes to the watch, then back at him, slowly reaching for the watch while he was distracted in his silly stories. But everything backfired when you felt a large, sweaty hand creep up your thigh. Chills ran up the back of your spine, so much so that you had a physical reaction. Nothing you were doing tonight was part of the plan, but you were going to make sure that you weren’t going to have sex with this man. So, you tried backing away, moving your legs in the opposite direction, but he was surprisingly strong, overpowering you instantly. His grip tightened on your leg so the point where you couldn’t move.
“But now that I have the treasure, I wouldn’t mind now finding a lucky lady to join me on my riches,” he breathed down your neck, making you feel filthy and disgusting.
God, you wanted to escape. But you couldn’t. You couldn’t move. Was it because of his unruly grip or were you frozen in fear? Your eyes widened in fear and anxiety was bubbling up inside of you. You suddenly felt like you couldn’t breathe and your mind wasn’t working anymore. Were you in trouble? What were you supposed to do again? What was your next move? None of the boys knew how distressed you were. Afterall, all the action was happening under the table, where they couldn’t see.
That’s when your eyes flickered across the room, desperately searching for familiar eyes if you could even concentrate properly. It was then, did you see a pair of electric, golden eyes. Your face was scrunched into distress and fear, a face he had never seen you make before. It didn't take him longer than a millisecond to react. He snapped up from his chair, tapping his mate next to him. They didn't have to exchange words for both of them to know what to do next. A cue was motioned the second they stood up and soon, everyone else’s attention turned to you. They got the hint. You needed help.
Denki shot a look at Bakugou. The Captain, who was slouching against the wall with his head tilted down, shot up with a mean frown. It didn’t take an idiot to understand that a rescue mission was on hand. Even the real idiot of the group could get that. The crew was making their way to you, but right when they had you in their grasp, other men in the tavern simultaneously got up and blocked every single one man of the crew.
At first, they thought it was some kind of coincidence. But when one of the pirates moved to get out of their way, the man blocking him moved with him. Shit. These weren’t just some random drunks. They were men of Sebastian. They were here all along, waiting for them. And they fell right in their trap.
“Best not get in the way,” Bakugou muttered to the oversized fellow standing in his way of you. 
“You should do the same,” the oversized fellow talked back. Bakugou didn’t like the man’s attitude, only furthering the Captain’s irritation.
“If you don’t want to make a scene, I suggest you sit back down and mind ya business,” Bakugou warned.
“I don't back down from a challenge,” the man sized him up. Bakugou smirked with a glistening eye.
“Is that so?” With a ‘shwing’ of his metal, Bakugou unshielded his sword, the tip right in between the eyes of his enemy. “Challenge accepted.” 
Desperate times call for desperate measures and that’s how desperate Bakugou was to get to you. Unsheathing his sword should have been the last resort, because look at the results of what happened. Those who were not from either party were now screaming and running away. The place was becoming chaotic, full of fear and danger. But now, they can get to the fun stuff.
On cue, his other men followed their Captain, taking out whatever weapon they concealed within their clothes and clashed with their enemies. The sound of metal hitting each other filled the air, screams of agony rang in your ears, and yet, you were still frozen where you were. Everyone right now was doing their job, you can’t just do nothing.
“Let go of me!” you decided to scream, reaching for Sebastian’s hand that was going higher and higher, but his grip was too tight for you to do any real damage.
“Come on, come upstairs with me,” he insisted, now leaning forward, looking as if to kiss you. But you kept bending back and back and back, closing your eyes, ready for the inevitable. Until you felt a significant amount of pressure finally being released off you. You peeked through the thick of your eyelashes to find a bush of blonde hair blocking your view.
“What the! Who the fuck are you!” your target is furious, demanding answers on why some random person was cockblocking him. When you were busy trying to get away from the creepy man, Bakugou was already fighting someone else. Needless to say, he wasn’t going to be able to get to you in time with this guy in the way. This guy was strong. No matter how much Bakugou was forcing him back, the guy was giving back with equal amounts of force. That’s it. He’ll just have to kill this man to make him get out of the way. Bakugou swung his sword up with all intention to unalive this man, when one of the other pirates slipped his way in front of Bakugou, clashing swords with their enemy. Reminding himself that he’ll thank him later, Bakugou quickly passes all the fighting, barely dodging the dangerous flying of metal to get to you.
So when he’s coming to you and sees Sebastian’s dirty hands all over you and your face is twisted in disgust, he doesn’t hesitate to grab the man’s arm and twist it backwards, causing Sebastian to cry in pain. The man was too busy trying to comfort his injured arm to see Bakugou grab your hand in the midst of his distraction.  To where? Bakugou didn’t know either. He just took your hand and ran until he finally found a door. Perfect escape route. Or so he thought.
When both of you ran through the door, it was not the outside breeze you were met with. Instead, you found yourselves in a small, concealed space with a dirty toilet and sink. 
“Shit,” Bakugou cursed under this breath. He quickly shut the door behind you and blocked it with whatever he could find. Running right behind you was Sebastian and he was right on your tail. Bakugou had to think fast. He quickly scanned the room, looking down and then up. Luck was on your side. There was a window leading straight out onto the streets. Bakugou climbed on top of the toilet and ran his shoulder into the window. 
“Shit, it’s stuck,” he grunted, still using all his force to break up the window over and over again. All you could do was watch anxiously on the side. The anxiety didn’t stop because all of a sudden, you heard banging on the other side of the bathroom door which made you scream in fright.
“Open up you coward!” Sebastian yelled. Even though there was something to block the door, with enough strength, he was able to get it slightly open with every shove.
“He’s coming in!” you cried, urging Bakugou to rush. And he was trying his best. Grunting with powerful shoves. At last, Bakugou managed to open the stubborn window and he made his way through the window and jumped down onto the busy night streets.
“Come on!” he called out to you. For a second, you hesitated. The thought of getting on that disgusting toilet was preventing you from escaping. But Sebastian pushed one last time, managing to open the bathroom door even more, allowing himself to slightly get in. That was enough to scare the shit out of you and you quickly rushed to get on the toilet and out the window. When you finally saw the outside streets, you were about to jump just like how the Captain did it. But Bakugou reached out his hand, waiting for you to take it. With no time to waste, you took it and with his other hand, grabbed your waist to hold you steady and prevent you from falling flat on your face. You stumbled at little, but Bakugou got you, pulling you into him when you fully got on the concrete floor. Being so close to his chest made you feel a little flustered but now was not the time to get caught in some childish feelings.
Still holding your hand, you ran away together. You didn’t know where and you didn’t care, as long as you got far away from Sebastian and his men as possible. Bakugou trusted in his men that they would take care of the mess they made. 
So, you ran and ran, until you were both out of breath. When you were at a safe enough distance, Bakugou pulled you into a dark and empty alleyway in case someone was still chasing you, you’d be able to hide. You allowed your back to rest against the cold, brick wall, your chest heaving up and down with deep and slow breaths. It almost hurt to even breathe with how much running you were doing. You had closed your eyes to concentrate on catching your breath but Bakugou had other plans. You shot your eyes open as he grabbed the side of your face and brought you closer to him. You opened your mouth, intending on asking what the fuck he was doing but he beat you to it.
“You okay?” he asks, like he was concerned. He talked as if he wasn’t running for his life just seconds ago. He wasn’t out of breath, he didn’t even look tired. For a second, you didn’t know how to respond to this version of the Captain. You were used to him being a stubborn, didn’t-care-about-anyone type of guy. And now, he looked so concerned and so worried. And to you out of all people?
“Ah… Mm, I’m fine,” you responded, now looking down at the ground because his stare was too intense. Bakugou sighed with relief but was quickly replaced with frustration. He backed off you to roughly ruffle his hair.
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he apologized. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“It’s part of the job, right?” you tried to play it off like it was nothing, but it surely was not nothing. With all the adrenaline running through your veins, you hadn’t realized you were shaking. You had never gone through an experience quite like that before. And for someone to just touch you the way he touched you… you glanced down at your thigh, the exact position where his hands were, and you got chills. He wasn’t touching you anymore but you could still feel the weight on his palm slowly creeping up on you. No matter how many times you tried to wipe it away, that feeling never left you. There was a constant feeling of dirtiness that you couldn’t get rid of.
“No, no. Fuck! It wasn’t supposed to go that far. Shit, sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.” he kept apologizing over and over again. Like his guilty conscience was taking over.
“It was my fault it went that far,” you admitted.
“It doesn’t matter. We were supposed to be there to get you out. We were supposed to protect you. Fuck… I-I was supposed to…” he trailed off, blaming himself for what happened. “It was your first mission. I should have paid more attention. I’m sorry…”
Ideally, it wasn’t the best first mission. And it definitely didn’t go as how you planned it in your head. But you were about to respond to the very distressed Bakugou, but then both of you heard screaming in the distance. You looked up and saw the rest of the pirate crew running your way… and more people behind them?
“Run! Get to the ship!” Kirishima yelled, waving his hands at you to get a move on. Bakugou cursed under his breath once again. You thought he was going to run without you, but he stuck his hand out.
“Come on,” he said more gently. You nodded in affirmation, taking his hand and he led you back in the direction of the ship.
You and the crew laid on the floor of the deck, exhausted for the night. It was a close call when everyone got on board. You barely managed to escape with Sebastian and his men right on your tails. You all watched as his men yelled at you guys from the dock, able to do nothing but scream and shout and express their anger while you managed to escape on water. They would have laughed and bragged in their faces, but the deep disappointment that everyone felt weighed heavy. They had failed their mission. They weren’t able to retrieve the watch that they so desperately needed. Bakugou stood in front of everyone with hands on his hips. No, he was not happy with the outcome but what could be done?
“I know what you’re all thinking,” he starts out. 
“We failed,” someone chirped up.
“Big time,” someone else chimed in. You looked around at all their discouraged faces. Their heads down in shame, some had their eyes covered. You’ve never seen them so down before. What was once a cheerful and energetic crew was now quiet and saddened. 
“We can still get it back,” Bakugou said. But that didn’t seem to encourage them at all. In fact, they were all negative about the fact.
“How! All his goons know who we are. There’s no way we can pull something like that off again, without getting caught.” Denki spoke up. 
“What plan did you have in mind?” Kirishima asked, trying to be optimistic. But you jumped up before Bakugou could say anything.
“We don’t need another plan,” you mention and you swear, everyone was looking at you like you were crazy.
“Yes, we do. We failed this time but that doesn’t mean we are giving up on the mission,” Bakugou explained. But no one was prepared for what you were about to do. You reached in your pocket and everyone’s eyes bulged out of their heads when they saw the gold watch being pulled. Bakugou grabbed the watch from you, bewildered, while the whole crew cheers in the background.
“How did you…”
“Ah, I grabbed it while he was distracted trying to kiss me,” you explained sheepishly. It was quick and it was a risky move, but you managed to pull it off. Partially another reason why they were after you and not just because a woman he wanted to sleep with got away. Bakugou smirked and looked at you very impressed. You were able to pull of something unimaginable. And for that, not only was Bakugou impressed, but now he wanted you as one of his men. He wanted you on the ship as a regular pirate.
A/N: love to hear your thoughts after a long time being away! I know this story isnt getting lots of traction or attention but im still going to finish this story till the end! I am also working on spicy one shot soon! With kirishima and denki ooooooh
Taglist: @superblyspeedydragon @pluviophilefangirl @chixkadee @kinba-ri @ahmya-4
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! "couple goals" tag game !
rules: show your top 4 (or 6 if you need more room) self-ships and your couple’s aesthetic because y’all know you’d behave differently in different relationships
tagged by: @robin-obsessed; lee and @writingmochi; lissie <3 thank you <3
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I smiles x beomgyu
my number one 🫶🏼 beomgyu loves his grey hoodies and as much as I love the thought about using his hoodies I think he’d love matching grey hoodies ^^ and because I’m a short girly I think photos like this would be so fun to take with him 🤭
our relationship would be goofy as, he’d tease me but always always apologise, but tease me again.
“I think you should stand on here, then you’ll see what I can see.” is what he’d say, with a cheesy grin on his face.
because of how short I am, I just know he’d be the type to rest his arm on the top of my head and just tease me with his cute pouts so I don’t get mad lmao
the rest under the cut
II smiles x taehyun
our sportsman, our gym boy— have you seen taehyun in his basketball jerseys?! he’d teach me how to be good with hand-eye coordination bc I lowkey sucks ass at it lmao,, but I can hear the “aww you’re so short, how’re you supposed to score at least one shot?” and then he’d chuckle and crouch down, patting his shoulders and offering to lift me up that way :’)
“come on then, let’s make your first shot.” and :(( I think he’d be so cute, and do the cute ‘aaaah’ sound when you manage to do a slam dunk from his shoulders 😭 “I’ll give you this jersey as your reward.”
III smiles x heeseung
for some reason, I imagine heeseung taking me on long, chill walks around the city, figuring out where to eat next. that is, until I'd get tired because his one step is equivalent to 2 and 1/2 of mine :') being short can be tiring lmao, so he'd offer to give me a piggy-back on the way to our bus stop
"I think you should invest in ni-ki's growing vitamins." he'd say that with my arms wrapped over his shoulders.
"do you have any last words? I have my arms around your neck, you know?" and he'd threaten to drop me and leave me to walk by myself :') (it's all fun and games)
IV smiles x hoshi
hoshi's character seems so wild and playful, I think that even if we'd be chilling together, watching movies or even just talking about nonsense, he'd grab a pillow — with me thinking he'd just place it on his lap — but would catch me off-guard and launch the pillow in my face T^T I can hear his goofy laugh until I'd return the hit with my pillow.
he started it, but I'm willing to end it. for the meantime, this pillow-fight will continue until a certain someone surrenders or one of us fall off the bed — given that we won't get hurt... too badly.
"you best give up right now." I would say after my attempt at launching my pillow at him, but he shields himself with his own.
"never say never!!"
V smiles x wooyoung
I think wooyoung would even want us to be matching clothes every now and again since his style is very much what I would wear too ngl, but I kinda think that's so cute >//< the same varsity jacket, him wearing denim jeans and I'd wear a pleated skirt and the same shoes in different colours hehe
wooyoung's definitely the type to be physical affectionate, taking mirror selfies would always be with him. he's so touchy and such a flirt, he'd probably ask to have my legs hang off of his since it already hangs off the seat, my legs would most likely be swinging back and forth too lmao
"let's take a picture, put your legs on mine. they don’t touch the floor anyway” and he’d LAUGH 😭🥹 but I love wooyoung :(( he’d be one to do that hug while apologising BUT STILL LAUGHING
“what if I don’t want to?”
“then I guess I’ll just match with someone else.” he’d be serious, I bet he’d match with yeonjun 🤭
VI smiles x sung hanbin
hanbin is literally the sweetest. I see him asking to go for a picnic before sunset, and after we eat the food, he’d lay his head on my lap and I’d have my fingers running thru his hair ☹️🫶🏼
he’d make me laugh sm and even when he laughs his whisker dimples appear.
“why’re you covering your smile?” is what he’d say.
“I don’t really like my smile,” I’d start. “I don’t like how I look when I laugh.”
“I think you look fine. your name is smile after all.”
because hanbin is the most loving person ever. so delicate and considerate about everyone’s feelings 🥹 I think he’d also talk to me about anything. I think my relationship with hanbin would be more on the platonic side ^^ asking me if I’m seeing anyone, talking about his past experiences etc. it’s that typa comfort vibe if I’m with him 🥹
tagging: @junniieesbby @heart2beom @banggyu0308 @fairyofshampgyu @txt-yaomi @moonhoures @mazeinthemoon @baljinciaga @hanniejie and anyone else who would like to do it <3
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asking again just in case I didn't click anon when I requested the first time. but ashes o’reilly hcs?
(also I think you can ‘do not archive’ tag it if you don't want jonny seeing)
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Regressor Ashes O'reilly Headcanons!
ashes regresses usually to older kid ages! usually around 6-10!! they like to think they're a very independent kiddo (but sometimes that just doesn't work out)
they like to at least try doing everything at least once (i wanna cook! i wanna pour the juice!) but there are some things they're not allowed to do (these were set by brian, who got very tired of ashes sneaking into the pilot area and sending them off course towards whatever planet caught ashes' attention)
ashes doesn't have a main cg because they try so hard to be independent, but a lot of times if they do need help they'll run to brian or nastya or maybe - MAYBE - jonny
jonny however is then supposed to find literally anyone else. because the two of them without big-ashes' ever so slight filter will actually lead to them burning down the ship
"jonny i need help!!" "sure kiddo what's up??" "marius says no ice cream i wanna take his kneecaps" "say no more, i've got the perfect idea!"
ashes is generally a picky kid, and they just really love sweets. this of course leads to difficult meals because if allowed, they would just survive off of chocolate cereal and cake. this is not allowed. this leads to tantrums
jonny then comes in and gives them cake. because he would rather be on ashes' good side
they aren't allowed to smoke when they're regressed, because the one time they let ashes smoke when regressed they set fire to a sofa (accidentally (as far as anyone should be concerned))
instead, ashes runs around with a toy cigar that lights up on the end. they go through so many of those things because while you're not supposed to chew on them, ashes 100% does
hide-and-seek with toy soldier. hide-and-seek with toy soldier!!!
if anyone else is regressed on the ship, usually ashes takes on a big sib persona and they help take care of the other small mech, but they still demand their own attention and will often get the other regressor involved in whatever scheme game they've come up with
when they're on the younger end of their regression, ashes does tend to carry around a blankie they have. its a baby quilt, and its very worn out, but they need it around. its their biggest comfort item
storytime with ivy. storytime with ivy!!!
they love playing card games, and at first jonny thought he'd have to let them win, so he went easy on them. turns out, as a kiddo, ashes is a huge cheat and very, very good at card games. jonny doesn't have to let them win, ashes has to let him win. tim makes fun of him for this, which always makes ashes laugh
okie i think thats all ive got in my head aodjfjakzjrjgja ive got thoughts on who in the mechs would regress/be a flip/be a cg and ashes is firmly in the flip category
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Fic: Where the Crossroads Meet, Part II
Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV
Fandom: The Great Wall
Ships: Pero Tovar x you/reader (cishet female)
Tags/warnings (chapter specific): Light whump
Words: 1,602
Summary: Spring has turned into summer and you are as busy as ever. The mysterious stranger turns up again, this time injured.
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Sweat runs down your spine underneath the coarse linen shirt as you pull up weeds and leave them on the ground, roots up, to decay and fertilize your crops. A couple of chickens follow you, scratching in the dirt for worms, sometimes even picking at the weeds you just pulled. You straighten your back, take off your hat, and wipe at your forehead with the back of your hand. It’s late in the morning but the high summer heat is already upon you. The cows are reclining lazily underneath the trees at the edge of the forest, the chickens gather around their water trough. You yourself can’t wait until your chores are done and you can go swim in the mere in the cool forest. You watch the swallows fly high and know that the weather is not going to change for at least the coming five or so days.
You draw a deep breath, filling your lungs with warmth and the buzzing of insects among the flowers of your garden, before going back to weeding.
An unfamiliar snort startles you into a stand, your eyes trained on the path that leads out of the forest and onto your domains. A horse appears, slowly trotting towards your house. Your eyes widen when you recognize the rider. It’s the man who spent one night by your kitchen table in the spring. The quiet one with the scar over his eye.
Something is wrong. He’s hunched over and the horse is free to duck its head and grab mouthfuls of grass as it walks. When it reaches the fenced outlines of your garden, the horse stops and the rider looks up. He sees you, and gives you a curt nod, his brows knitted together in a face shining with sweat. He tries to dismount but ends up gliding down from the horse and falling into a heap on the ground.
Heart in your throat, you hurry over to him. His leather armour has dried blood at the waist, but you start by checking how conscious he is.
“Do you know where you are?” you ask, and he grunts the name of the nearest village.
”Then left where the crossroads meet. North.”
You nod. “Do you know who I am?”
“I stopped by here last spring. I do not know your name.”
That is good enough.
“Can you make it into the house?”
He grits his teeth and stifles a groan when you pull him up. His breathing is laboured and you can tell that he’s in a lot more pain than he shows. Leaning on you, he makes it into your kitchen and slumps down by the table. You give him cold water to drink and start to unlace the armour. His shirt is soaked and dirty, as is the makeshift bandage he has tried to stop the blood flow with, and you know that whatever you will find underneath, it will to be infected.
The wound is on the side of his waist, and not large or life-threatening, but it is indeed festering. You take out tinctures and ointments, boil water and rip apart cloth to dress the wound. You are used to this: the villagers come to see you when faced with wounds and ailments that are beyond them yet not life-threatening enough to make the journey into the nearest town with a physician. You do well enough even if you are not trained by anyone except your grandmother, who died when you were very young and still had a lot to learn.
You open a vial of strong-smelling liquid and then look at the man.
"This is going to hurt," you warn him. He just grunts, his jaw setting tightly as his knuckles curl up on themselves on the table. You pour some of the distillate on the wound and he hisses loudly, his breath coming out in short, laboured puffs. You do not stop to make sure he's okay but start to clean the edges of the wound. It looks like the stab of a sword. The armour kept it from reaching too deep, but the blade was most probably unclean, just like the rags he used to stop the bleeding.
You carefully clean the edges of the wound and the bronzed skin around it. His muscles flex at your touch and you try not to look too much at the countless scars, faded or fresh, lacing his upper body. He doesn't speak, and neither do you. The only sounds heard are the ones of his heavy breathing and the silence in between when he holds in a breath and then grunts it out.
When the wound is cleaned and dressed, you make him drink a brew to help fight the infection while you carry in water.
"You need a bath," you rule. "Wash yourself and then rest. You can take my bedchamber."
"I'm fine here."
“No, you're not.” Your voice has a tone of finality that you did not think you would dare use against him. His dark gaze is fixed on you and despite the fever burning in his eyes, you almost shrink back a little from the intensity. This man is deadly, you know that just by looking at him.
Surprisingly enough, he doesn't protest. To give him privacy, you go out to the garden. When you pick herbs, your hands are shaking.
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Your night is spent in the barn, in a soft pile of hay, surrounded by your cows. In the morning you milk and feed them, and carefully approach the horse to pat it before serving it breakfast as well. When you walk into your cottage, you hear soft snoring from the bedchamber. The stranger has slept since early afternoon yesterday. Good. He needed that.
Preparing breakfast, you start to hum to yourself as you often do. The front door is open to let in the fresh and mild morning air, and birdsong invades your home. You don't hear anything from the bedchamber until the stranger stands in the doorway, staring at you. You startle and almost drop the eggs you were just about to put in the frying pan.
He’s in his breeches only, barefoot and bare-chested, that dark, scarred glare of his menacing and fully capable of scaring anyone. You are, however, not frightened anymore.
”You should be resting,” you tell him as you crack the eggs into the sizzling butter greasing up the frying pan. He only grunts in return and goes out, moving slowly and inconspicuously using the wall for support with one hand. You catch a glimpse of him in the window as he walks around the house, no doubt to relieve himself. Turning your attention back to the stove, you sprinkle some salt and chopped green onions over the eggs. By the time the stranger is back, you are already plating the eggs and serving them. He takes a seat, not saying anything, and is equally silent as he devours the eggs, bread, cheese, and dried meat. You put a small mug of medication in front of him and he drinks it without a comment.
Your skirt brushes over his leg when you come to take his plate away and when he suddenly grabs your wrist, the plate clatters back onto the table. Your eyes meet his and it seems like he’s sizing you up, re-evaluating his opinion of you. When you tug at your hand, he releases it abruptly, like he was not even aware he was holding you in the first place.
”Thank you,” he mutters. You just nod, take his plate, and return to the sink. The chair scrapes against the floor when he pushes his back and returns to the bedroom. A few moments after, he comes back to the kitchen.
”Where are my clothes?”
You turn around, a little uneasy at his demanding tone.
”I washed them.” You try your best not to shrink before his glare. ”I’ll get them for you.”
You hurry out to the clothesline where you hung his shirt to dry yesterday. The armour is on the bench next to the roses, and you imagine that some of the sweet scent has impregnated the leather.
The man mutters something that could be interpreted as a thank you and disappears into the bedchamber. When he reappears, he’s fully dressed.
”Where are you going?” you exclaim, forgetting how timid he made you feel only moments earlier.
”I have business to attend to,” he lets you know as he straps his swords to his back – not without a grimace, you notice.
”You should rest.”
”I rested plenty.”
You follow him outside and watch his saddle his horse. When he swings himself up in the saddle you can see that he breaks a sweat from the pain. A please is on your tongue, but you hold it in. It is not in your nature to beg, and the sooner you can get rid of this unwanted guest, the better. You have things to do, animals to take care of, a garden to nurture.
“Wait,” you tell him and hurry back inside to get a vial and a jar of ointment from the medicine cabinet. Returning outside, you give them to the stranger.
“Use that on the wound,” you explain with a short nod at the jar. “And drink that to fight the infection from inside. Morning and night, until they’re empty.” He nods before sliding your gifts into the saddle bag, then turning his horse towards the forest. You do not stay to watch him leave: your chores await you.
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9 and 25 for all of them !! :)
evening gideon!! thank you for the ask :]
9. Do you have a specific lyric or quote which you associate with your OC?
ok. so. the thing about me is that i dont actually listen to music all that often??? its mostly when i draw digitally, and im primarily a traditional artist so i dont really know that many songs. i also have shitty memory so its hard for me to remember quotes. aka this is a pretty hard question for me to answer, but i will try my best:
Caine-"Oh, captain, make up your mind/Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time/'Cause you're popping the cork, you get lost in your brain/And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane" - Ship in a Bottle (fin)
honestly ive never really associated this song with him before but i looked into the lyrics just to see whether it had anything i could think of them with and theres??? actually a bunch of lyrics there that fit???? like to the point i was struggling to decide which one to use for this. but i think this one, the second chorus, really encapsulates the biggest parts of their character. hes the decision maker out of all my steps, the one that knows how to make the logical choices and think his way out of a problem. but hes on a time limit. he doesn't know when it will end, just that it will at some point, and they cant stop if they want everything done in time. also sight and eyes is something i associate caine with a lot, especially closing your eyes/refusing to see. "you get lost in your brain/and you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane." COUGHS. coughs. caine has the most gates open out of all my steps. i also fully intend to make them the source of hb 2.0. yeah.
Cyrus- HE WAS THE ONLY ONE I THOUGHT OF AN ANSWER FOR STRAIGHT AWAY AND I SPRINTED TO HIS TAG JUST TO FIND THE POST
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look him in the eyes and say this to his face. he will look like he got hit by a freight train.
Cecilia- another quote!
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im just gonna go ahead and put my own tags to this one because thats where i put it best:
#thinking about this again with ceci#the best part is the bullet hole#like yeah shes not ready to face the fact that everything shes been doing up till now#was just to distract herself from the absolute misery life became after heartbreak#she has FRIENDS she has people she CARES about and they even seem to like her back!!!!#she even has a girlfriend!#isnt that enough?#tell her thats enough#cecilia rider
theres a reason shes a thrill seeker yall.
Cynthia- "I swear, I'm so fucking sorry/I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all/But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all" - Against the Kitchen Floor (Will Wood)
uh. *looks at cynthias relationship with ortega* uhhhh. *looks at cynthias relationship with sidestep*. uhhhhhhhh.
this song was also difficult to choose lyrics out of, but there is just something so special about girls who simply have to be the best they can to make up for the sin of being. there is something equally as special about girls who take their past selves as judge, and their lover as executioner. also "im not a good person, im barely a person at all" kills me. the regene flavouring on that line??? utterly insane of mr wood to make a song just for her.
25. What is your favorite thing about your OC?
THESE BITCHES ARE SO CONTRADICTORY!!! THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING CLASHING ABOUT THESE FUCKERS AND ITS DELICIOUS. not even just trait wise, but with their themes? their core ideals? their relationships???? its always some sort of fucking fundamental difference shaping the way they act and i am Obsessed with it. also all of them are dangerous and it makes me vibrate a little bit. rangers you are so lucky that none of them are interested in leaning into being a full blown villain. but this question is,,, also difficult to answer because idk how to pick just one favourite lmfao. i will attempt it though.
Caine- he is the normalest guy around. there is also something Deeply Wrong with him. my favourite thing about caine would probably be how fun it is to dive into his psyche! ill often have times where i get bored of them and wonder why i got so interested in the first place, and then i get hit with another round of it and i remember "oh right! its because hes insane." his whole character revolves around what is going on inside their brain, from their high subterfuge to their connection with heartbreak and his relationship with the puppet. theyre the most fun to play with in their mind.
Cyrus- god. my favourite thing about him is a tie between his stubbornness and his surprisingly strong sense of empathy. both of those were the things keeping him from becoming a villain in the first place, and now its whats stopping him from going back to being a hero. i want him to confront what hes become so bad yall dont understand-
Cecilia- cecilia is just. a breath of fresh air. shes easy and super fun to play, and while she certainly has her moments (i am looking directly at the checkpoint three mortum reveal scene), shes mostly lighthearted fun cruising through the game as nothing more than a silly guy. i think the next game will actually dig into her character more deeply and allow me to showcase the parts of her shed usually keep hidden, but for now im having a good time getting her to kiss argent and embarrass her friends.
Cynthia- somebody come pick her up please before she starts crying in this club. she is crying because of me but lets not talk about that. i think my favourite thing about her is the contrast between her general wimpy sad lovergirl disposition and her revenge scar, and how she chooses to cope with it! because like,,,, it is just so so tasty watching her fumble with the overwhelming emotion, Especially since the emotion is hurting people. she never learned what to do with the anger! she does not want it! she wants to be as kind to other people as possible! "im not a bad dog, i dont know why i bite" etc etc. eventually she might figure it out, but Definitely Not Now lmfao.
questions from here!
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