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i-am-vita · 4 months
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OPLA hot older guys headcanons
Yesterday was the longest working day I've had in a while and my brain decided to affect my concentration and performance by hyperfixated in one thing only: THE AMOUNT OF HOT OLDER GUYS IN OPLA.
(The highlight of the day being @fanaticsnail based her new Mihawk fic on the dream I had the other day. I can´t still thank you enough! ToT)
So now my brain won't let me live in peace without getting these reader-headcanons into the internet in a kind of kill, marry, kiss way but instead we kiss all of them at one point of our life.
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Warning: mention of sex, drinking and general horny thoughts (?) Probably very bad written since english is not my first language XD
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So you, my gentle readers, are a semiretired white collar thief, former first mate of the misterious Phantom Pirates, who had to go into hidding to take care of your little niece after your older sister and her marine husband died in a shipwreck 8 years ago.
You're pretty set in giving your niece a comfortable and peacefull life, like her parents had, but she may have other ideas and be more like yourself than her own mother, because at 18yo she escaped home while you was visiting a neighbour island for business.
Now you're on full mama goose mode, searching for your duckling for the East Blue. And may reaquaint with some interesting men of your past.
Lets get a look at them ;)
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Mihawk
Current (VERY) interested. Doesn't know if he wants to behead you or fuck you.
You met during a heist at a marine's party going very bad a year ago. Your crew weren't aware of his attendance to the party (the man hardly attends his own warlord reunions), so you had to make a last minute distraction or you would've been discovered. So distracting Dracule Mihawk by heavy flirting with him and stealing his golden cross-knife was the best you could came up with.
You're an excellent knife wielder but your price habilities are in the infiltrate area so slipping away is kind of your thing. Nobody can keep up with you. Except a very pissed off warlord.
After an action packed chase, filled with you getting under his skin and him almost getting you more times than you're comfortable remembering, you considered it was enough time for the crew to had escape the party, so you released his cross and got the hell out of there leaving a very crossed (hah) Mihawk.
Since you semiretired 8ya, you pulled a job with your old crew from time to time and just if it was a very big score, but your reputation precedes you, and Mihawk managed to connect you with the infamous Phantom Pirates with many other thefts along the Grand Line and even inside Marine Bases in all the Blues.
The thing about the Phantom Pirates is that nobody knows who they are or how they look like. Your captain just known as a white masked man, no name but "Captain of the Phantom Pirates" 150,000,000. Your own wanted posters without photo but a ? and the epitet "The Ghost Rose" 80,000,000. Until now. Mihawk saw enough of you to recognize you if he sees you again but decides against informing the government.
You're his to find and deal with ;)
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Kuro
The controlling and toxic angry ex we all should have for drama.
You met during your golden years as a first officer of the Phantoms, your crew and his having a brief alliance to work together several times.
You thought you were perfect for each other, both loving your plans and having similar habilities with knives and speed, but his controlling, manipulating, perfectionist and literal bloody tendencies sour the deal pretty soon.
He didn't see you as an equal but another pawn for his plans, apparently the only one good enough by his standards, but still a pawn. So you dumped his presumptuous ass and sailed away to never see each other again.
You didn't feel a little sorry after hearing of his passing.
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Now you have tracked your niece to Syrup Village, the home of some old friends of her parents and whose daughter, Kaya, had keep in contact with through the years but haven't seen since before her own parents passed away.
There you came to know that indeed your niece arrived the day prior just in time for her friend's 18th birthday and, after a very eventfull night, she sailed away with a group of Kaya's new friends and saviors that same morning in a new vessel with a ram's head.
The fact they got acquainted with Kuro himself, who turned to be alive and posing as Kaya's buttler for 3 years, paled in comparison to discover this little group has a boy captain set to sail the Grand Line to find the One Piece. And if the witness of the shipyard got it right, already has a big ass marine ship tailing them.
Judging by their route, they were heading to the Sambas Region and there's only one place to dock there...
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Bogard
The what-migh-have-been if he wasn't such a workaholic and you hadn't run away from home.
You met back in your previous life when you were a young debutante set by your parents to settle with a respectable marine husband, like your big sister.
He was just promoted to Garp's right hand despite his youth. Being one of the youngest officers with a promising career.
You were indeed charmed by him, but found yourself suffocating by the idea of a future like your sister's. Even after he confessed his plans of sailing the world and not being opposed to his future wife to be a marine too with him.
You did wanted a life of adventure and liberty, but not as a marine. You rejected his proposal and dissapeared days after. Your family came up with the story of you leaving to be an artist and study with the masters in the continent.
Truly nobody had a clue of you for years until you showed up after hearing of your sister's death to take care of your niece, looking like a well put together and wealthy art dealer.
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Shanks
The one you ran away with to a life of piracy.
Days after rejecting Bogard and be sent by your parents to some "vacation" to think better of your life choices, you went to hide from your chaperones in a shaddy bar, full of young confidence that you could deal with it.
Plot twist: you did not. You found yourself in the universal female experience of dealing with guys not accepting a no for an answer and had to be rescued by a charming redhead in a straw hat whom you ran away with that same night after you both stole everything you could from those assholes ship and your chaperone's.
After burning out the initial passion, you and Shanks decided that maybe were better as friends, but still sailed together for a while, you learning everything about pirate life from him until you crossed paths with the Phantom Pirates. Captain Erik, being really impressed by you and your knowledge of the upper society, offered you a place in his crew, which you accepted, and kept training you.
Shanks and you remained good friends over the years, even assisting to his legendary drink parties from time to time. Your crew never having any reason to being enemies and even helping his if they needed intel on something.
Didn't expect to be precisely him to give you "parental advice" after you went looking for him when hearing he was in a nearby island, now minus an arm, and confessed you were semi-retired with a child to take care.
No, the child wasn't from him! Why would his crew would thing that?
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Buggy
IT-WAS-JUST-ONE-TIME!!!!
But your stupid crew'd never let you live down that.
Surprinsingly, your Captain Erik and Captain Buggy turned to be very good friends. Both with a flair for dramatics and love for certain aesthetics, but yours being happy with working in the shadows, which suited Buggy perfectly.
Every time your crews crossed paths, it was a full carnival for days. And it was in one of those that it happened.
Even if you like and hold very well your alcohol, that time you were really wasted, having just broke up with Kuro. There was no way you'd had jump the clown's bones otherwise. You had standards!
But who'd have thought that the mad jester was such a charmer while drunk? Whispering dirty while still sweet poetry to your ears. Had his eyes always been so pretty? And those arms looked like they might hold you up without effort...
You woke up in his tent with the worst hangover of your life, naked and with a surprinsingly good recollection of the night before.
Of course you took your clothes and ran away to hide in your quarters for the rest of the day.
Fortunately, Buggy hadn't such a detailed memory of the night prior and assumed he passed it with one of the hired women from the local brothel whom the crew invited to the party.
But of course, your captain saw you leaving Buggy's tent and wouldn't stop teasing you for the rest of your life.
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That's it, my gentle readers. The headcanons for today and I'm already regreting it because my head is full of more ideas than ever and my job performance so down that I'm considering just dig its grave XD
👉 More here.
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katiekatdragon27 · 4 months
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Being an artist is fun cuz I can draw whatever whenever as long as I have a group of people peerpressuring me /j
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This all started as a joke talking about THANOS Muffin and sorta escalated/derailed into just sorta assigning OSC characters as a whole to the DSMP characters.
My gc and I had no real idea what we were doing, and this is honestly just for shits and giggles, lol. Everyone was assigned on dynamics and vibes instead of being logical. PLEASE DON'T BULLY ME FOR MY SPELLING, IT WAS SUPER LATE AT NIGHT WHEN I DID THIS.
The culprits: @always-just-down-the-street and @friiskuz (the main two), @mambari, and @glitchtypes
(Also keep in mind that I have never watched a full stream of the DSMP, I only watched certain content creators outside of the server. I barely had any say in this so don't blame me if you don't like iiiiitttt.)
Specifics under the cut:
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Firey from BFDI is Tommyinnit. This was decided because of his main characterness, him being one of the most important characters in OSC history, and his mildly chaotic nature.
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Leafy from BFDI is Tubbo. This was decided because of Firey being Tommy. Also, because I find the ship between Tubbo and Ranboo cute and this universe's equivalents really funny to pair up.
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Taco from II is Wilbur Soot. This was decided because of the betrayal stuff, the violence and manipulation, and because we thought it would be fun.
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Top Hat from TNM is Ranboo. This was decided because of vibes, trauma maybe(?), and some other stuff that my friend said. Also, something about hallucinating probably and just being in a general sense of not okayness.
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Muffin from THANOS is BadBoyHalo. This was decided because this is litterally BBH. He is literally based on BBH clips from his videos cropped together to make a character. He started this whole thing.
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"Blood" Diamond (although their built like Aquamarine) from BFDI (ABCDEFG) is Skeppy. This was decided because Skeppy's skin is literally a diamond. They're a "blood diamond" because of the egg arc, and they are probably a brother instead of sister since that short isn't really canon to anything. They're a blank slate, we can do what we want.
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Oodle from AIB is Slimecicle. This was decided because of his omnipotent god powers (immortality) and just being a silly goofy guy in general. We considered Goo for a bit, but Goo's a little too young to have been around since the dawn of the server. Maybe before becoming Oodle he was Goo? Idk.
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X from BFB is GerogeNotFound. This was decided because of who we made Dream XD. That's really it (they might have also had some weird romantic stuff happening in the stream before???).
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Four from BFB is Dream XD. This was decided because of the revival aspect of Four's power and also their scary and overall powerful nature. The rainbows are because of Infinity being a rainbow in canon.
Call me cringe all you want; I can take the heat. If you want to feed into this hellhole, be my guest. Have a great day bros >:)
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undergrounddweller89 · 6 months
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hii, i wanted to say that i really love your writing and art. brings me joy to see chai x kale, my blorbos. do you have any headcannons about them?
🤔 well without any specific ones you'd like me to talk about my brain is trying to pick one but I guess I do have some but they're probably stuff I've already written heh ❤️ and thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️
So like we all think about how Kale is the oldest so he's gotta always be 100 percent in charge right?
Well what if he let's Chai sometimes just decide their schedule for the day, doesn't matter what it is, he didn't have to plan it , sort it or work it out, he gets to come along for the ride and actually experience a few things.
Kale and his Sister plan days so that they can take time off to be with their significant others.
I bet there's some days Kale just loves making a fuss of Chai and Chai acts like his usual cocky self but adores it....just as much as Kale can be stubborn he likes that Chai always remembers his coffee and will even go off campus to get him a Cortado if the machines are broken.
No one but Chai knows Kale likes his coffee with lots of milk and three sugars, that's one he's been told to take to the grave with him, Chai thinks it's fucking cute but accepts these terms of knowing this oh so secret information xD
Let's see love making can vary from if I don't fuck you now I'll die, from Kale being above him and gently cupping Chai's cheek , his hand covering almost half his face with how big it is, and his heart races in the quiet moment , those moments he can't believe he's really in because it's so perfect it has to be a dream right, when ever Kale holds Chai's face like this , Chai always kisses Kale's palm and smiles up at him and says I love you.
Which has Kale leaning down to kiss him because how could he not love Chai.
They are super cuddly after sex like if kale gets up to go get a snack Chai is holding onto him like a koala and Kale loves it, he'll literally panic if Chai doesn't because he'll worry something is wrong.
One year Chai learned how to knit
(I can't knit for shit but if I could I would knit my loved ones so many scarfs they could make a rope bridge out of them xD)
Turns out Chai was really good at knitting and taught CNMN how to knit and Macaron even joined....they formed a little knitting club :3c Because I head cannonly say so pffft
But back to the point
So it was like Kale's birthday and Chai saw all the really expensive gifts Kale got and Chai was standing at the back as everyone gave their gift , probably like at some big party....because let's be honest who gets to plan what they really want the do on their own birthday and have to go along with the plans everyone else makes for them.
Kale noticed that Chai left at one point and made sure to send a message asking if he was alright and Chai just said he was tired.
Kale wasn't sure how much Chai had drunk that night so he really might be but he didn't stay too much past midnight and returned back to their home.
Chai woke up being poked in the face
"Hey...I know you got me something...I've been waiting all day for it gimme."
Kale held out his hand expectantly and Chai curls up and is like no...it's not as good as all those other ones.
Kale shakes his head
Pffft please they saw something shiny and assumed I wanted and or needed it, they didn't pick it because they love me they chose them because they love my name.
He pokes Chai's sides and Chai's like noooo you know I'm ticklish!
That's the point kid , now where's my birthday present, come on gimme you rascal!
Keeps playfully tickling his side's and Chai eventually rolls off the thin box he was laying on top of the bow crushed but Kale didn't care he was quick to rip off the packaging with a triumphant laugh only to go quiet as he held it in his hands.
A beautiful red scarf with the Vandelay logo at each end the white V's were lined in gold the red at each end fading into gray then black with tassley bits at the end which he immediately started playing with.
"Sorry I know it's not that-"
"I swear to god Chai if you tell me it's not good I will bite you hard you won't heal for a week."
Chai blushes at that and then watches him play with the end of the scarf.
"I noticed you start to play with your pens or other little things when you're bored or stressed so I added the tassley bits at the end."
Kale's still looking at it and smiling
"I personally want to throw every gift I've gotten in the fire tonight apart from this one, this is the only gift that matters to me but you know there's one other I would like tonight..."
"Oh?"
"I think you know what it -wait a minute...."
He went to carefully place the scarf in a very safe place before coming back and kissing him
"I think you know what I want , am I too late to cash in on that access to Chai's body whenever I want on my birthday coupon?"
"I gave that to you three years ago."
"You never put an expiration date on it..."
Chai kissed him while still giggling and wrapping himself around Kale
"I suppose I didn't...but keep it , after all it doesn't say it has a one time use either."
That turned head cannony rambly xD there's probably more ideas but I think I put a fair bit here already.
If there's something specific you wanna ask go right ahead ❤️
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anathemafiction · 2 years
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so, you have a witcher reference and a critical role reference. anything else? i'm sorry I love knowing these things lol
Mist, the crime lord, is a nod to the Mistborn trilogy, where literal mist is a pretty big deal. The way that Sarah, the horse master, speaks — in short, quick bursts of sentences — was inspired by Mordin Solus from Mass Effect. Billy came from Bill, Sam's sweet pony in LOTR. Maid Mariam, the server girl at the Leaping Lion, is a very unsubtle reference to Maid Marian from Robin Hood's legend. Alessa's way of speaking, without contractions, is inspired by Morrigan from Dragon Age — I know Morrigan uses some contractions, but the general way Alessa constructs her sentences is very similar to Morrigan's.
Father Bertrand, the prophesying false monk was loosely (very loosely) inspired by that crazy man at the Brecilian Forest in Dragon Age — which happens to be one of my favorite NPCs ever.😆 
Lesly, the guard who skipped duty so you could safely explore the dungeons at the Gates, it's from Lesly-oh. At the time I was writing that scene, she had just made a fanart of Alessa that blew me away. xD
Beka was me making fun of a dear friend of mine, Rebecca, who we call Becca. And Anke, the White Company's mercenary that Hadrian mentions in passing, is also the name of a dear friend of mine. Chouriça came from a joke with my sister — she loves "sausage" dogs, and her dream is to have one and call him Chouriço. 
I can't think of anything else right now, but there may be a few more nods or references scattered about. There's a reference to The Name of the Rose (loved that book!) in Book Two's prologue and... another critical role reference as well. 😅
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avelera · 1 year
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Hi, saw that you posted ch 7 of Giving Sanctuary and figuratively sprinted to ao3 to read. I love how soft everything is and between Hob and Dream. And! I'm noticing that Dream is slipping more about himself, lol. He literally says "waking world" or the redundancy in sleeping to enter his own realm. Which. Hob doesn't seem to really pick up on??? Ah well, he had other things - or a singular being - to focus on.
And Lucienne mention! Love Dream's description of her _strong_ urging for a "centuries overdue holiday" for him. Would love to be the fly on the wall for that exchange between them. Lucienne must have been so surprised then thrilled for workaholic Dream-my-purpose-is-my-function-and-I-can't-change-this to ask her if he could take more time in the waking world! To. Visit. A. FRIEND. A FRIEND. Also would love to be a fly on the wall for the ensuing gossip between the Dream folk (or at least between Lucienne and Jessamy) about Dream’s Friend and how Dream is willingly taking time off his work to spend time with this Friend (for more than once a century meet-ups).
And that moment when Hob changed in front of Dream and Dream.exe stopped functioning while Hob is going on as usual. Dream had no idea what Hob was talking about, huh? I laughed. I’m still laughing. I will continue to laugh.
Anyways, reading this chapter made me feel very giddy. Thank you for writing it!
Aaah, thank you so much! Apologies for not replying sooner, I wanted to wait a day to not spoil the story quite as much!
As for Hob picking up on stuff like "the waking world" - Understand I'm actually very excitedly "yes, and..!" ing you when I say, if you knew nothing about Endless lore... how the fuck would you interpret shit like that?? Like, Hob has already accepted that Dream is some sort of weird wizard or sorcerer of some kind, someone with a realm, someone whose name is "Dream" and his sister is "Death" and he's got a weird house and has lived for thousands of years. He know Dream isn't one of the Four Horsemen.
Unlike Hob from pretty much any other era, he is very much not pushing for more right now because Dream has done so much for him already, he's content to let it lie in pretty much every situation except not having a name to call Dream and being scared shitless that he, Hob, might accidentally usher in Armageddon as some sort of proxy for humanity being asked by one of the Four Horsemen if he wishes to live every century. Anything less than that? He's not gonna pry.
I only say this cuz I promise, I really did think about it! But the Endless and the Sandman universe borrows from mythology but it also gets just about everything just a liiiittle bit off when it comes to the mythological Morpheus or Oneiros, and Hob isn't as well read in the 1600s as he might be later. I genuinely wracked my brain for if he'd have any context to even start guessing Greek gods, much less get on the trail of who and what Dream is. Even the idea of a god of dreams would be pretty foreign. He might guess a Faerie creature, except Dream said he's not in Faerie.
So all of the weird shit Dream is saying is certainly weird, Hob is building up context clues to try to build a picture of who or what Dream is, but he's nowhere near guessing "the god of dreams" or figuring out what an Endless is. He could theoretically put together the name "Dream" and "my realm" and "I don't sleep" but that would again, require interrogating Dream to fill in missing pieces, which 1689 Hob is just not going to do. Sorry this essay got away from me but I was very excited at the prospect of talking about why this fic hasn't been heavier on Hob figuring out who Dream is on his own (unlike say, CLWM Hob who has more leverage because he's doing Dream a favor in return and he has an inquisitive mind and a lot less feeling of being beholden to Dream).
I admit, your comment about those conversations kinda makes me want to give a flash of what Dream's side of that chapter was like XD - Suffice to say, poor guy is going through a wild time right now emotionally, lol. And Lucienne is OVERJOYED that maybe Dream will have some help on his mental health before the whole Dreaming, where she unfortunately lives, collapses. If she ever met Hob she would surely shake his hand lol.
Anyway, I'm so glad you're enjoying, thank you for this lovely comment!
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indigo-villin · 5 months
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I saw the fnaf movie.
I absolutely LOVED ITTT
There will be NO HATE for it on my account.
I loved the pillow fort part, they're KIDS in the suits makes sense, and if you say it isn't realistic with them being murderers, just assume it was to lure Abby to them for later. Literally EVERYTHING they did was understandable and funny/scary when it needed to be.
Foxy's dumdum doom song was suuper spooky to hear and seeing him attacking was also terrifying. Seeing Bonnie in the closet with that one guy was GREAT and absolutely terrifying. (Carl) Cupcake was terrifying and entertaining as a tiny chihuahua villain (you cannot convince me he isn't Susie's dog). The bite scene with Freddy shook me and was cool (even if it was only in silhouette, but meh pg 13 rating and all). It was cool seeing golden freddy too, seeing the kid and everything. Seeing vids of people hugging chica and her reaction to getting her cupcake messed with me for the movie kinda, like she was so sweet, even in the movie, until she was bringing Abby into the scooper type thing, like she legit scared me by that point. XD
Mike was cool, his story was interesting enough, I felt bad for him. Abby was a interesting with her dynamic with Mike and how she generally was as a proper character, the actress was very good. Honestly all of the kid actors did well I'm happy and proud of them for taking their roles as seriously as they needed to. Mathew Lillard did amazing as "Steve" my sis didn't go into the movie knowing anything about it past it being a fnaf movie and the twist with him got her. XD I knew the twist, but whatever, it was still a fun time seeing him. Vanessa was...well honestly I'm mixed on her.
Vanessa looked like she just had trauma with the place, I thought she was gonna be a sister to one of the kids, hence her hanging around and watching out for the guards. It was definitely a twist having her be Will's daughter, but given the theories people made about game Vanessa I kinda see where it would come in to play... The ONLY criticism with the movie I have is that her actions made no sense, even with knowing she's the daughter. One minute she's telling Mike as much as she can to attempt to get him to research for himself, then she's getting all huffy about him doing anything. I'm not gonna be having any other posts about how much she seemed to think ass backwards so here are ALL of my complaints on Vanessa:
Her choice to get mad at him for "not locking the place up" makes less and less sense when you consider WHAT door the thugs came through. Mike only had access to the MAIN door, the thugs came in through a garage door or something with a CROWBAR/other weapon, which she would've seen, not like the animatronics could've dealt with their vehicle. Her choice to demand an explanation for why Mike had sleeping pills at his work? Not a good look, she's not his employer so he has no legal reason to tell her shit. "Oh I have to write you up on letting some people come in and wreck the place" the place has SECURITY CAMS, and he was OFF DUTY last I checked if the security isn't there it isn't THEIR fault. IF ANYTHING it would be hers, she's the cop that patrols the place daily. Also THROWING MIKE'S PILLS INTO THE LAKE??? I'm sorry but as a chronically ill person myself, NO, anyone even touches my pills without asking I'm gonna rip em a new one. I don't know what med he had or the price for those kinda meds, but the guy is OBVIOUSLY BROKE, and just cause he said he used them for his dream theory stuff doesn't mean he didn't still need them for normal sleep at home. No instead she threw them in the lake and he had to spend anywhere from $120 USD to like $800 USD (I'm guessing but I'm still probably off since we don't know if he had insurance or not) later on in the movie. Also her getting upset with him having Abby, I get it she got hurt, but until that point (and hey if she had SAID don't touch the guitar NOTHING WOULD'VE HAPPENED) the animatronics were fine with her, they were having fun and enjoying themselves. Also telling Mike "I'll shoot you if you bring here again" did she really think he brought there for no reason? She's a kid, the animatronics are OBVIOUSLY dangerous, and even before that he knew the place had been WRECKED meaning he had to make the conscious choice to bring her into an old ass building that was destroyed to some degree, and she thought he took that choice LIGHTLY????? LIKE NO his usual babysitter got killed THANKS (not that he knew that). He was out his ONLY babysitter who the kid didn't despise with her whole being.
Alright Vanessa rant over, still a good movie I absolutely loved it, just slight irritations with Vanessa. ALSO bb scares were funny and I got spooked with the first one, had an internal spook reaction to the second, and the third I knew was going to happen kinda (knew a scare was coming, didn't expect it to be bb). My partner pretty much jumped at all three bb scares. XD
And finally, the spring lock scene, I wasn't sure it would actually be in the movie. I thought it being pg 13 (yes technically pg 15 in non-american theaters) we'd get a silhouette like the bite scene, but I was pleasantly surprised with it being a longer drawn out death. I say drawn out, but I just mean it was allowed to happen as slowly as it needed to be, it didn't take roughly two seconds for him to die. It took as long as it should've given what he did and how the characters felt about it. The kids got their revenge and it was long and painful for Willy, just as it should've been.
Also at the very end of the credits we get the voice that says letters and it spelled "COME FIND ME" which was cool to hear. Apparently there was a shadow freddy easter egg thing, so it was probably him saying it, but I don't know for sure.
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This appears in my asks: "not to toot my own horn too much but ik you've expressed interest in my stories before so. there are snippets-" stops reading to go frantically search for Hiraeth excerpts
my dear, catkin, I LOVE YOUR STORIES!!👀
also I am a cheater - what happens someone asks for two?
💬💬
Then, I suppose, you get two! Still from Hiraeth.
“Why?” she asked. “Not why would you follow them, but why would you shift so far away? Aren’t there things keeping you here?” “I want to see the world.” She shrugged, and said, “Fair point. I hope you’ll chase all your dreams and find them well worth the effort.” Neil smiled. “I hope so. Anyway, I want to be a doctor.”
I loved writing this section. It's a conversation between Deryn (Aelwen's younger sister) and Neil. I loved writing (and still love reading it over) about him as a fresh unspoiled young thing, rather than the jaded, bitter and sometimes cruel man he appears as in Adira's story. Even the doctor thing, in this case, means a lot, because it was a dream he'd always had, but by the time he actually became a doctor it was as much out of defiance as anything else, and in some ways, by practicing the profession, he's forcing himself to relive certain griefs that happen between this story (in which he's 13 or so) and then. (It's... complicated. I love him)
One thing I really like about the inclusion of this scene, although it definitely risks appearing to wander away from the main plot, is that it lightens it a bit; the middle was heavy and hard to write, but once I included Deryn a bit more as a POV character it lightened the mood and pulled it away from being a slog. Not certain that the entire scene and some others worked very well overall (I'll have to see what editor thought of it as to how I keep them in) but certainly their inclusion really helped the story as a whole and how I felt about it. (Originally it was literally finding an excuse to include it in this collection, finding some way or character to tie it to Adira's story xD that was it that was the entire motivation for including him.)
And another, still from later on than that. I was so tempted to give you the massive slab of description as Aelwen walks towards a waterfall (the scene was originally patterned on one very specific visit to a waterfall last year, a waterfall I want to go back and visit again someday tho it's far away from me) but I'm not entirely happy with the prose, though what it's trying to say is good; there are a few awkward bits. Instead, this is a few paragraphs later, just before one of the important character beats in the story.
She was careful as she scuttled over to a rock overhanging the deep pool the waterfall deposited into, but nevertheless she almost slipped, and had to clutch at the rock to steady herself. It was cold and wet and rough under her fingers, and felt like the first truly real thing she had touched for far too long. The blanket of apathy, maybe only for a moment, was gone again. Perhaps it was a mere illusion, something she could scarcely appreciate for a moment before it was snatched away—no lasting peace—but Aelwen had already learned she starved without it, and was glad to find something of it. Her thoughts, roving here and there, suddenly caught on a verse she had always loved. The peace of God, which passes all understanding, shall encompass your hearts and minds. She could not remember where it came from, but she knew it to be a verse, sent from God at this moment for her to remember it. She could have the peace of God again. It might take time, but she could find it again, even if she was struggling right now. There was another verse, too; something about joy coming in the morning. She remembered a day before all this had started, a day so incandescently happy that she had thought there could not possibly be sorrow in all of the world. Now she was both older and wiser, and sadder too; but there was hope.
Oh, and two paragraphs later she prays about everything and cries about it and then her sister comes to comfort her, and it's just a really nice scene. 'what are you doing here' 'I just wanted to make sure you're alright' 'it's half an hour travel each way from home you travelling an hour to make sure I'm alright???' <- that sort of thing
I hope you like these. In some ways it amuses me that I'm reading over some of it and going I know what I was like when I wrote that. How did I write that. More really, how was that so true to my current experiences when I'd never experienced them to this intensity before.
I would love feedback from anyone and everyone, on both of these excerpts (#5 and #6)
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existingispetty · 2 years
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Hi there! Just found you and- Your writing is sososooo good!!! Can I have a match-up, please? For Tokyo Revengers or Genshin xD
I'm 20 y.o bi girl, inclined towards men. At first I might seen as cold and serious cuz of my resting biatch face, but I'm very empathetic, kind, loyal and easygoing person. Was ENFP and ♑ last time I checked xD May be a little shy and scared about relationship thanks to abandonment issues ™, so I will never approach first till get sure that person is serious about me and doesn't count me as a stupid clown. Tho, if I get in relationship, I will be very affectionate, open and loving towards them (maybe a bit too much) x) Speaking about love language... Everything goes? Mostly prefer giving my partner physical affection and words of affirmation- And I get really flustered if I get something in return cuz I'm kinda shy about receiving love xD
I really love singing and I have a dream to become opera singer one day... But now I'm just finishing my degree on engineering, lol. I enjoy hiking and baking a lot too.
Thanks in advance! Have a nice day x3
Hello! Thank you for the ask! Sorry it took a while writers block has been hitting hard and I had a busy week, but I do hope you enjoy!
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Your matchups are… (insert aggressive drumroll *)
Takashi Mitsuya
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Takaahi wont be intimidated by your attitude before getting to know you because he’s in a literal gang and people can be very intimidating. Kind and easy going are two traits that are important to Mitsuya as a person, he prided himself on being responsible and calm especially for his younger sisters example. Mitsuya isn’t the type to judge based off of appearances or a silly first impression. He gets to know people before dubbing them how he sees them.  Mitsuya finds your over the top affection very endearing, he is very appreciative. Mitsuya will show his love in many different ways at many different times, whatever is the most convenient way to display his affection will work. 
Diluc
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At first Diluc is very intimidating at first sight but he’s a big softy once you get close to Him.  Kind and easygoing are things Diluc sometimes struggles to have. He feels he his a terrible person therefore your kindness and loyalty is a perfect model for Diluc. Duiluc can be pretty sociable when he’s in a good mood. Diluc of course can be a little judgmental but he dosent take his ruling to heart until you actually open up to him.  Diluc feels wanted with all your endearing affection and clingy mess. It makes him feel loved therefore, he tries to return a ten fold. Diluc will support your dream in every way possible and if you would so wish he would even allow you to sing at the Tavern so you get a good start. 
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vartouhix · 1 year
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hoard, duel, lair and scales!
monstrous headcanons
Gonna do all my verses in order hehe. :3
Hoard - something that is precious to them
AoT: Others' lives. It's sad 'cause she doesn't really have much to live for besides that. ):
JJK: Her students! And her journals and books. She reads a lot for leisure, and she collects pretty journals and diaries to write in.
LiS: Her ballet shoes; dance is her passion.
Valo: Her most precious item is a good luck charm that she keeps attached to her gun. It's from her best friend back home--an orange sea turtle.
Persephone: Her plants! She has a lot lmao.
Eris: Her golden apple.
HP: Her wand!
DBH: Honestly? Nothing. ): Poor baby doesn't really have any possessions rn.
TLOU: The fact that she stills remembers how to speak Korean. It reminds her of her family, and makes her feel tied to them, even though they're gone.
UD: Her phone! xD
Pacrim: A good luck bracelet from her first love, back when she was in the orphanage.
FO: Her 10mm pistol. It comes in handy in firefights, more so than her rifle.
SM: Her watercolor painting set, and brushes!
All verses where she's an alien: An engagement ring from her deceased fiancé.
Duel - a meeting or relationship that was important to them
AoT: The recruiter she met that suggested she join the military. She was living on the streets with no purpose in life except to survive the day. Now, she has food, shelter, social interaction with others, and a job to do, which have all improved her outlook on life... albeit, life of others.
JJK: Meeting Masamichi Yaga. Though she's always had other dreams as well, she appreciates meeting him in particular because she can literally save people's lives, now.
LiS: Her art teacher, who has encouraged her and pushed her to better her art.
Valo: Sage, who is the first person she met that was part of the Valorant Protocol.
Persephone: Hades. There's just something about him... 👀
Eris: Ares. He's the only one she tolerates.
HP: The nurse of the school whose name escapes me!
DBH: The android that told her about Jericho.
TLOU: No one yet! I'm sure this will change as I continue to rp her.
UD: For that specific AU, she had a crush on her friend Jongin, so I would say him. :3
Pacrim: Stacker! He gave her a life again.
FO: Piper! She's such a breath of fresh air in an otherwise depressing environment.
SM: Her past self, in a dream.
All verses where she's an alien: Her deceased twin sister, Albena.
Lair - where they live, work, or spend most of their time
AoT: Honestly, she probably spends more time out in the wilderness with the other scouts. I imagine they're on expeditions more often than they're not, so she doesn't spend nearly as much time in the fortress in Shiganshina.
JJK: She spends most of her time at Jujutsu Highschool (and the second-most frequent haunt would be Todai Law School).
LiS: Her dorm! Constantly painting lol.
Valo: The Valorant Protocol HQ, specifically in the training rooms.
Persephone: Her school.
Eris: The club that acts as a front for her illegal activities.
HP: In school, the nurse's ward. Out of school, St. Mungo's.
DBH: Jericho!
TLOU: Literally just out in the wilderness. In some alternate verses (lmao an au of an au), Jackson.
UD: Well since the game takes place on the mountain... xD But outside of the setting of the game, she spends most of her times at cafés.
Pacrim: The Hong Kong Shatterdome's training room.
FO: Diamond City.
SM: The art studio at her school.
The verses where she's an alien really depend, in this case. 'Cause in the Persona 5 verse, she's in Japan, and goes into the Metaverse often, so I would say the Metaverse. In the Stardew Valley verse, she spends most of her time in her apothecary. I'm actually not sure where she'd most likely be in Mass Effect/Star Trek verses... Probably on a space ship. Main verse, she spends most of her time at work, La Vie et Fleurs.
Scales - how well they balance their good and bad impulses
AoT: Really well. She's very strict with herself.
JJK: Ehhhhh she does a good job. For example, despite a bunch of opportunities that come up where she could 'embarrass' Megumi, she chooses not to do it. When it comes to shopping, however... she gives into the impulse lol.
LiS: Also decent. Lately she has more bad impulses than good, though. She's going through some shit.
Valo: Honestly? She's known to take some risky maneuvers in battle, so not so great at balancing her bad impulses.
Persephone: Very well! She almost never gives into bad impulses.
Eris: HA. HAHAHA.
HP: Also very well, though she can be a bit mischievous sometimes.
DBH: Really well. She's also very strict with herself.
TLOU: Same as AoT and DBH.
UD: Ehhhhhhh she's a rambunctious college student so only so-so.
Pacrim: She's pretty disciplined so she's good at holding back if she needs to.
FO: Not very good at holding back good impulses; she always wants to help. Bad impulses, not so much. She's good at tamping those down.
SM: She's good at keeping her bad impulses at bay, and she doesn't take risky 'good impulse' moves.
All verses where she's an alien: She's got a good balance, but she does tend to lean more towards giving into good impulses.
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bittenbea-blog · 1 year
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WIP
Had this in my drafts for literal months, I might do something in the future with it but with Tommy's season finale hitting a bit badly for me now I'm putting this part on hold for a bit.  
tommy in exile ft Mamacita, MD and Dream
Mama meets md while mans already chilling with Tommy Que reunion Mama can feel vibes auras general feelings Bad vibes off of Dream Overprotective of Tommy Oh no md why are you giving that child drugs Sad and traumatized Tommy Regular shitty Dream shenanigans Oh no is that my sister Mama tries to fight back Bye bye md Mama leaves?
Md had been distant for some time. There was a point where it had been a good few years since she had last seen him. When she met with him again she was shocked. Her once powerful and chaotic husband had forgotten all about his divine heritage. He had been living as a mortal cult leader down south, away from the lands of xd. He was still her husband and she still loved him with all her heart, but she feared that he would never remember his divinity. When she'd first seen him he'd run up to her. He was ecstatic that she was there that after so long he was reunited with the love of his life.
Mamacita had met Tommy not long after reuniting with md. Apparently Tommy was someone he'd met recently. Tommy was isolated from practically anyone. She was appalled when she met him. The pure sadness and loneliness that radiated off of him was almost enough to make her sick. She felt personally responsible for the boy afterward.
Seeing her brother again was shocking. Not since before she had come into her full divinity had she seen him. What was much more shocking however was the feelings he was giving off around Tommy. They were dark and twisted. Something dangerous and possessive curled around his heart and made a home in his soul. She immediately feared for Tommy.
There was an acrid taste of bile in Tommy`s mouth as they stared out at logstedshire. The dull ache of anxiety was their only companion in those long nights. Tommy had slowly been losing track of time. It became a blur of explosions only occasionally broken up by visits from ghostbur and him.  It had seemed not so long ago that Tommy had been hanging out with Tubbo, running a nation with wilbur. Those memories were now tainted with the sting of betrayal. The good times hadn't lasted obviously but he still hung onto the hope, perhaps foolishly, that he could be happy like that again. It was easy to blame everyone else for where he was now, Schlatt, Wilbur and him were a few that came to mind immediately.
“Hundreds, thousands even! As many as you would want Mamacita” Mama sighed. “Yes, but what do you want? Are kids even something that you want? I don't want you to say yes just because of me.” He looked back at her with softness in his eyes “mi vida, I grew up surrounded by family, we were always close brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, aunts and uncles. I`ve wanted a big family since I was a niño. If you wanted one, two, ten a thousand kids I would be happy. if you turned to me and told me you never wanted kids i'd be happy too because no matter what I would be with you”
(RIP any spanish mistakes im using google translate)
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daincrediblegg · 2 years
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Ok so. Basically it’s the early 20th century right? So I’m American and dying of tuberculosis. Let’s say rumors have spread of a country with people who have extraordinary gifts. And I have family connections with the travel industry somehow so no one bats an eye when I, a single woman traveling alone, go to Central America by myself. Eventually I find the right town but at this point I’m like about to die but I can hide it well. And at some point Bruno has a vision about us falling in love, getting married and having at least 5 kids. So when he sees me in the town square post events of Encanto he is ecstatic. A bit wary cause he’s like 20 yrs older than me but it’s true love. So we get to know each other, I get to know his family, I hide how sick I am....until I’m like tied to my bed and he comes to me worried as all hell with his sisters food and saying even if I don’t love him I can’t just die and I call him a fool because obviously i love him. So I eat the food and it’s a happy moment. We get married and live in his tower and have a bunch of kids. But! Dolores hears me crying when I think I’ve walked far enough away and she asks me what’s wrong and I tell her I sent a letter to my family telling them I was dying and not to look for me because if I had told them, tons of Americans would overrun the town and exploit he Madrigals and I can’t do that to my family. Bruno finds out and is upset I kept it from him, drama drama, but he calms down when he finds out I did it for the family. And of course I have the weird non-magical person in a magical family feelings, adding being white as fuck. But the family sees how much I love Bruno and how I understand him and they accept me and yeah. Also there was a brief part where his sisters pull him aside and tell him to use condoms for a bit cause I’ve literally been pregnant continuously for like 5 years XD but yeah that’s all I remember Egg
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BRO WHAT THE FUCK????? WHAT THE GOOD GODDAMN HELL???? WHY DO YOU HAVE ME EMOTIONAL OVER A FUCKING DREAM THAT I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE???? WHY DID YOU HAVE AN ENTIRE FANFIC PLAY OUT IN YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS??? BRO????? HEY BRO I WANT TO TALK TO YOUR BRAIN???? THIS IS SO GOOD AND CUTE WHAT THE FUCK???????
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teddy06writes · 2 years
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Blackjack
requested by my beloved Fae Anon: "Layne, before I go to sleep and forget, I have a request please :) Quackity x teen! reader (platonic) who came to his casino to gamble her lives so her brother/sister/friend (or whatever, you choose) can get revived. Quackity eventually became attached to her; she came there often, sometimes she just watched other people to learn how to play. People pity her; she is young, alone and gamble her lives when she obviously doesn't know how to do so. Quackity decide to teach her without anyone else knowing. She already lost 2 lives but gamble her last one. The issue is up to you and Quackity :] I literally can't say if that's a good idea or not, my sleep-deprived brain says it's good enough so I really hope it is lmao As usual, no pressure to write it if you don't find the inspiration, or just don't like it Have a good day/evening/night my beloved! :D 💕 - Fae anon"
{Okay okay okay, I might have changed it to be a bit different, based on my idea, but I think it still fits a bit!}
Platonic!Quackity x teen!reader
trigger warnings: Swearing, yelling, gambling
Premise: You've lived a hard life since your home had been destroyed in the doomsday war, you'd done your best to scrape by, but you knew if you were ever going to be okay again, you would need to get your family back. Your only chance was to head to las nevadas and make a last ditch effort to gain the funds to barter for a meeting with Dream and his revive book- unfortunately, you are not nearly as good at gambling than you thought, but Quackity has always had a soft spot for kids
{I hope your doing well Fae anon! And I hope you like it!}
{Blackjack is a card game where each player is dealt two cards, one face up one face down, and the goal is to get as close to a total of twenty one as possible without going over}
Blackjack, blackjack, blackjack.
A game you had hardly even heard of, and yet it seemed that everything at stake rested upon it.
After everything, after you had so nearly won the amount you would need to even get a meeting with anyone who had information about a revive book, you'd lost it all.
Nothing left to gamble, nothing left at all you were nearly going to just leave the casino and wander through Las Nevada's hoping some old rich person took pity on you.
But that's when someone, the man who had won the last of your money, in fact, had told that there was one last option. There was one table at this casino, one game with one dealer, who dealt in lives.
You only had three chances, you knew that, three chances, resting on a game you hardly knew how to play.
Granted, it seemed like the dealer, a slime hybrid with a goofy grin, hardly had any idea either.
Your hands were shaking now, as the game had continued, and you had already lost the last two rounds.
"(y/n) from L'manburg, are you continuing the next hand?" The dealer asked cheerfully.
You took a deep breath, nodding, "Y-yeah."
"Alright! I will deal the cards now!"
As the smile began to deal out two cards to you and the other players around the table you took another shaky breath, glancing around the casino. Again, your eyes only found one man, standing half in the dark against one wall, watching your table intently.
You swallowed thickly, glancing down to find a ten face up.
"You may check your hands now!"
You flicked up the corner of the face down card, a six.
okay, you could deal with that, it wasn't a bust yet. At least you thought.
Numbers swam through your head as the dealer began to ask other players hit or stay.
The total was 21 wasn't it? So you should hit again? Or shouldn't you? The dealer was getting closer and your thoughts were growing more panicked. How had you already forgotten the number again? 21? Or maybe it was 32? How were you meant to do this? You were on your last life for XD's sake!
"(y/n) from L'manburg! Would you like to hit or stay?"
You blinked, looking up at him, "Uh- hit- hit me."
He placed down a two, "Hit or stay?!"
"Hit me."
A three joined your stack. If it was 21 you were golden, but if you were wrong- XD if you were wrong- you were no where near close enough-
"Hit me."
Another ten.
"And now?"
"Stay."
You could feel your heart beat in your throat as he nodded and turned back to the other players, beginning to ask them about revealing their cards.
You looked around the casino again, and the man from the shadows was gone.
"{Player name} From Dream SMP! Show your cards!"
At the other end of the table a shaking and sweaty man slowly revealed his cards.
The slime man frowned, clearly doing the addition, before turning to the side and waving someone over, "Sorry! This is Twenty Three! Two over! Purpled from UFO! Please escort him away! He is out of lives!"
A boy hardly older than you in shining netherite armor approached the table, "Alright, buddy, if you'll just come with me."
You watched in horror as he was dragged off.
He had been two over Twenty one.
You wiped your sweaty palms against your sides, as the dealer moved on, un phased.
The number had been twenty one.
Your thoughts raced as he grew closer and closer to you.
The number had been twenty one, and you sat with thirty one cards.
"(y/n) from L'manburg! Please show your cards!"
You gulped, gathering the cards into one hand, "Uh- ye-"
A hand placed its self onto your shoulder, a voice speaking to the dealer, "Slime did you ID this one before you started?"
He nodded, "Twenty one years of age!"
The man in the beanie you had seen earlier moved around to your side, "Are you twenty one kid?"
You nodded shakily, pulling the fake ID you'd spent far too much on from your pocket.
He plucked it from your hand, "Yeah, I'm gonna need to get this inspected, come with me kid. Slime, just scrap the hand."
In what seemed like a daze you followed the man away from the table and through the casino, away from all the noise until you ended up in an office, hidden away from the rest of the building.
The man turned to you suddenly, offering you the ID back, "Decent fake. I've seen better."
"I-"
"How old are you really kid?"
"Twenty one." You insited.
He sighed, "You wanna be twenty one? Really? Cause if thats true you'll go back out there and back to that table and Slime will check your hand and send you off with Purp to be killed. So, how old are you really?"
"S-s-sixteen." You whispered.
His eyes went wide, "Shit."
You stared at the floor, not speaking until at last he said, "What were you doing out there kid? Why you throwing your lives away?"
"Nothing else to gamble with," You admitted after a moment, "I was trying to get money for an audience with anyone with a revive book."
He sighed, "Revive books are a hoax. A smart kid would know that."
"Well maybe I just want my fucking family back!" You snapped, but even then your anger fell to sadness as tears leaked from your eyes, "I just want them back. It was the only way- it- I- I don't know what to do with out them."
"What's your name kid?" He asked after a moment.
"(y/n)."
"Well I'm Quackity. I sort of own the place."
"Really? I couldn't tell from the billboards with your name on them."
Quackity rolled his eyes, "Fuckin- you know kid. I think you've got potential. I don't- wanna be that guy to like, hug you and say everything's okay, cause that's weird shit. But- uh, it'll be alright."
You looked up at him, confused, "What?"
"You wanna job here or something? I don't know man. I'm trying to help. I could set you up with an apartment, and get you a job working here or something- I don't know! Thats what I did for Purp."
After a moment of considering you nodded, quietly saying, "Yeah. I'd like that."
"Good. Question, do you even know how to play blackjack?"
"No." You admitted.
Quackity sighed, "Alright, then that's first on the docket."
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mrpenguinpants · 3 years
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I had a new genshin dream! This time with Zhongli as my dad!
I don't remember much, but I know that I was referred to as a "titan" Because I was half god and half human. And sadly, in that dream he was the kind of father who's never around. But hey, I'm used to it xD
~Minx
This is my daily post quota lol
Alright. This isn't a request anymore mihoyo. Give me the free housing and let me dream about genshin PLEASE- Nick-naming you "titan" is so cute??
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I'm gonna be honest. I really want to write a Zhongli + Adepti reader situation. It's mainly to feed the inner family dynamic and the fact we're getting another adepti [yanfei is an adepti right?] and literally all of them need a hug. Or a group therapy session. Either one works.
I'm just gonna spitball for a hot minute but Guizhong adopting you when you were still a baby adeptus (just roll with me on this one okay?) and forcing Morax to learn how to handle children with all his awkwardness? He tries to throw you into the air, because he's seen humans do that to their kids, but forgets to catch you and you face plant into the ground. At first, he doesn't really care for this baby adeptus. There's a god damn war going on right now. But when Guizhong passes away, you're technically the only family he has left. While he has the other adepti's and yaksha's, he's never seen them as an actual family because he's emotionally constipated. But now he's starting to understand Guizhong's empathy and wow, have I unlocked the achievement of fatherly protectiveness?? His teaching methods are highly questionable. Cloud retainer is on constant mother hen mode because of this and how no Morax, rocks are not something you feed to a child!! Given how Xiao believes that if you are ever facing a problem, the only logical solution is to beat it into submission, says a lot about Morax's parenting style.
As soon as the war ends and he adopts his Zhongli persona, he's still a really awkward father figure. He tries his best, reading up on parental books, trying to baby Xiao or Ganyu. They know that Zhongli is just trying his best but the comparison of the War God Morax and awkward Dad Zhongli is too much for them. Although Xiao and Ganyu take a lot of secret pride when you call them "big sister/brother" and they are weak. You could literally get away with murder and only receive a good pat on the head.
Also. I want to see Zhongli dad jokes. This isn't a request anymore. I want him to either make the most obscure "literally no one would understand this unless they were a Liyue historian" reference jokes, or the classic "Hi hungry, I'm dad".
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But that ends my brainrot before I make this a 20k word fic. I have no idea if people would be interested in this but I'm always down to continue the brainrot later. I appreciate Dad Zhongli.
I also just want an excuse to write more protective Zhongli + Xiao when I inevitably turn this into a Childe x Adepti Reader but shhh.
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The Devil's Mercenary Pt. 6 Technoblade X reader
This is part 6 y'all. You guys are in for it this time, let me tell you. I'm not gonna spoil anything tho. Have fun darlings ;)
Warnings: Slight bullying, cursing, suggestive at times, needs to be edited (I'm sorry XD)
Series Masterlist
Part 7
The rolling hills slowly faded from view as well, but my mood was kept lifted with the promise of one day returning. I felt his eyes on me, staring, studying. My head turned towards him.
"Is something wrong?"
His brain seemed to be processing for a second, taking its time to register what I asked, "There's something I don't understand, well, there's a few things about you that I don't understand." My eyebrows furrowed and I took a sharp intake of breath.
"Like what?" I knew what he was going to ask, I did. I just didn't know if I should tell him the truth or not.
"What's the thing with you and Deam?" My eyes were downcast as I listened to the crunching of leaves. I pursed my lips slightly before looking back up at him.
"I think there's a few things to explain before I tell you about Dream, that way you can fully grasp it." He nodded softly.
"I'm listening."
"My parents didn't love me growing up, I had seven siblings, and I was the middle, the fourth born. I had four sisters, and two brothers, my parents were stretched thin, trying to keep the older kids out of trouble, and having to keep an eye on the little kids.
I was just kind of... there. No one really liked me either, my siblings forgot I was there, and my parents didn't have time for me. The people at school weren't exactly kind either, and I was always in my older siblings' shadows.
I got bullied a lot too, people calling me ugly, saying I was a freak, unworthy. But as I got older, they just didn't bother anymore. Sure they left me alone, that's what I had wanted, what I had craved for, longed for even... but I had felt alone. Even more so then.
I spent late nights outside in the garden, or by a small lake or body of water, I loved to skip stones and watch as they hopped across the water. I would spend lonely days at school, I didn't even have to hide to prevent being bullied. No one wanted anything to do with me.
I think the first time I met Tommy was when I was walking through the woods. There was a little clearing in the middle of those woods that I would love to visit. I wasn't used to seeing other people there and I kind of freaked out at first. I stumbled back and practically hugged a tree," I started smiling to myself as I looked ahead of us, he was looking at me closely as I took another breath.
"As fate may have it, we got along well. Tommy's loud and out there, and it made me feel like I actually was welcome next to him. He wasn't avoiding me or pretending I didn't exist. He would take time out of his day to come and see me. We would go exploring together, build together, we even found those stupid disks when we were exploring.
Then one day he came to me with a proposition, he wanted me to join a nation, come meet his friends. He promised me that I would never have to be alone, I would never be forgotten, I would be loved and cared for, and I could have the family I always wanted.
It seemed so good, it was everything I desired, and Tommy was giving it to me. So I agreed. I walked up to the walls of L'manburg as they were being constructed. I met Wilbur, Eret, Niki, and Tubbo.
I loved Tubbo almost instantly, Tommy, him, and I would get into trouble, pull pranks, and hang out together every day. Wilbur and I got on well too, but for... other reasons. I fell in love with Wilbur. He fell in love with me.
He swore to protect me, that we would never let me go, that he'd always love me, and he hasn't broken that promise," tears started forming in my eyes as I looked at the ground, while a sad painted smile formed.
"I do love him, I love him with all my being. Everyone in L'manburg sees me as this saint, this beautiful angel that could do no wrong. I bake treats with Niki. I sing songs with Wilbur, I look after Tommy and Tubbo whenever they go out exploring with me.
I tend to the people of L'manburg. I'm there when they need a shoulder to cry on, I nurse them back to health when they're sick, I make sure they get the right amount of sleep, that they don't overwork themselves.
I mean what could I do wrong? I'm literally perfect. Except I'm not, I betrayed their trust without them knowing. I go behind their backs whenever I get the chance. I kill people that have done no wrong except live their lives.
I've slept with the enemy, sold my soul to Dream, and became the Devil's Mercenary, just so that I could have the attention I had yearned, even though I already had it. Dream and I's relationship is weird. I kill people for him, and I get dick." My head fell even more. My own shame washing over me as my arms wrapped around me as a security blanket.
"I don't deserve them, and they don't deserve to deal with me," I choked out. My silent sobs wracking my body, "I'm nothing but a fake, I'm no better than Eret. I'm worse."
The silence was buzzing, filled with tension and unspoken words.
"I'm sorry."
"What?" My voice cracked slightly.
"I'm sorry about what happened to you."
I sniffled and rubbed my nose.
"Let's just get home." And the rest of the trip was silent.
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Now I want the story where NMJ is half war god and NHS is half fox spirit, thank you so much xD
based on this tumblr post and Lao Nie’s decision to refer to WRH as A-Han in this one ficlet
on ao3
Nie Zonghui had long ago suspected that his Sect Leader was a madman, but he didn’t really know it for certain until the first time he lost the man while on a bodyguarding mission – his first, and a great honor. 
Supposedly.
“It’s all right,” his father said, looking long-suffering, when he reported back in distress. “He’s an adult, our sect leader, and this is a small city with no major threats in the middle of some idiosyncratic festival celebration for some goddess or another. How much damage can he really do before he sobers up?”
Nie Zonghui stared at his father, then turned to his mother, who was also staring at her husband with an expression of sincere incredulity.
“Lots,” she supplied. “Lots and lots and lots, and that’s assuming he doesn’t get himself killed in the meantime. Why would you even say that?”
“He’s our sect leader, have some respect.”
“I respect the boss bull of the herd, too, but it doesn’t mean I let it go wandering around the fields wherever it pleases!” She shook her head, snorting in a manner not entirely unlike a bull herself. “Well, if we’re very lucky, maybe our cousin will knock up a cow while he’s out and about rather than just breaking things. We could use a direct heir already; he’s not getting any younger.”
“We could use him being properly married is what we could use. I don’t understand why he’s so resistant – ah, Zonghui, you’re still here? Go gather some cultivators and go look for him, but don’t kick up any fuss, and worry too much if you can’t find him at once. He’ll be back to business soon enough.”
He was, if by “soon enough” one meant “after nearly ten days” and by “back to business” one meant “still drunk off his ass and waxing rhapsodic about some girl he met and possibly married”.
“Yes, yes, I’m sure the sun shines out of her ass,” Nie Zonghui’s father said, his face stormy. “You still could’ve told us where you went. Look what you did to poor Zonghui, he’s been wearing down his heels pacing in worry over you!”
“Oh, heels, yes, did I mention that my gorgeous goddess had amazing legs, too?” their sect leader asked with a soppy smile and stars in his eyes, totally uninterested in any of their petty complaints. “She could kill a man with them – oh, but I would die a happy man between those thighs…!”
“Zonghui, go guard the outside door,” his mother told him. “Also, tell his younger sister that she might need to be sect leader sooner than she’d hoped, because I’m going to murder this fucking –”
-
Nie Zonghui was there, too, when ten months later his new little baby cousin was (metaphorically) ditched on their doorstep.
The entire thing was entirely too dramatic for his taste, and yes, he was aware that as a person who chose to dual wield sabers he had very little room to criticize others for being overly dramatic, however correct he might be.
They had been fighting bandits – barely disguised mercenaries, really, probably paid off by the Wen sect to harass them – in what had turned into a particularly bad situation. Three separate regiments had joined together to take advantage of a terrible thunderstorm and ambush them at all once and them with their backs against a raging river, swollen with rain to the precipice of flooding, with no way to retreat except by fleeing on their sabers, abandoning the common people they were protecting and losing all face. 
The sect leader had been raging on the battlefield, saber in hand, but even he had seen that they would need to shortly choose between death and dishonor; Nie Zonghui, close by his side, had seen how his face was split with a terrible scowl as he wracked his brain for more options.
Then there had been a terrible roar of thunder, and then a flash of light that had blinded them all.
Nie Zonghui had immediately noted the anomality of it, thunder first and lightning second, and wondered it if it was some sort of array working against them, especially when the light had not faded away but grown brighter, causing searing pain in his eyes that made him fall and clutch at his face. But he was a good soldier, loyal and true, and he forced his eyes open to squint into the night, looking to see he did not know what.
Through his sun-blindness, he vaguely thought he could see a silhouette not unlike that of a woman, ten feet tall and radiant as the sun, wearing a dress of nine colors and carrying a guandao in her hand that seemed to reach the clouds, but when he blinked again he saw nothing at all.
Or, well, he did see something: all of their enemies were headless, no matter where on the battlefield they were, their bodies dropping like a loosened string of coins where they had been standing and splattering anyone they were fighting with blood as they gawped at the sudden corpses.
Also, the sect leader was suddenly holding something in his arms when he hadn’t been before.
“What’s that?” Nie Zonghui asked, and the sect leader turned towards him. Nie Zonghui squinted, and suddenly wondered if this entire battle had been a very bad dream. “…is that a baby?”
“Yes,” the sect leader said, grinning broadly. “He’s my son!”
“He’s your what,” Nie Zonghui said.
“My son! I didn’t know about him, of course – apparently he came as something of a surprise to her as well – but anyway she thought that it would be more appropriate for me to raise him, all things considered. A baby doesn’t quite fit her lifestyle. What do you think of ‘Mingjue’ as a courtesy name? Good, yes?”
Nie Zonghui suddenly understood why his parents were always cursing all the time.
-
“I don’t see why I need another wife,” the sect leader said. “I already have a son.”
“Don’t you want to give said son a mother?” Nie Zonghui’s mother asked, her arms crossed. “One that isn’t the Dark Lady of the Nine Heavens, the war goddess you somehow managed to knock up without getting killed?”
“She never specified that she was –”
“Someone needs to be Nie-furen,” the sect leader’s younger sister interrupted, “because I am sick and tired of doing the job, and it’s a little difficult to ask a goddess to do it. So you are going to find yourself another one that’s a little closer to the ground this time, you understand me?”
The sect leader nodded and agreed, which was universally agreed upon to be the only appropriate reaction when his beloved meimei said something in that particular tone of voice.
(He did, after a suitable period of time, state that he wanted to make clear that there was no actual evidence that he had knocked up Jiutian Xuannü and that it was quite plausible that the mother of his heir was nothing more than a rogue cultivator of particular strength and possibility even immortality. If Baosan Sanren had managed it, why not someone else?)
At any rate, they brought him several pictures of women that might fit the bill and who would not be too offended at being asked to be a secondary wife – their sect leader swore up and down that he had performed bows with the mother of his first son, rendering him legitimate, and anyway no one was in the mood to see if the maybe-a-goddess would take offense to someone calling her child a bastard – but none seemed to catch their sect leader’s interest.
“Consider visiting a few brothels,” Nie Zonghui’s great-uncle suggested. “Anything to get you back in the habit of thinking about women of a less divine nature – though of course we’d prefer that she be literate.”
The sect leader scowled and stalked off to go night-hunting instead.
“I don’t like brothels,” he said to Nie Zonghui as they made their way through an especially deserted mountain valley in search of something that had murdered all the local mensfolk in the surrounding villages with especial viciousness. “Surely there’s an option in between.”
Nie Zonghui preferred his sabers to either men or women, but he obediently wracked his brain to think of where people in stories and famous songs found their wives. “Innkeeper’s daughters?” he finally suggested.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” the sect leader scoffed, but the very next day, he decided to break his usual habit of staying out in the wild no matter the weather in favor of taking shelter from the encroaching storm in a small inn right at the base of an especially lonesome and nasty-looking cliff.
“We’re always happy to have guests,” the innkeeper said with a somewhat sinister smile – he was pale as a ghost in the guttering candlelight, and his lips looked very red. “My daughter will show you to your rooms.”
The daughter in question was inhumanly beautiful: small and graceful, with a fox’s face and dark hair that fell to her knees.
“Wow,” the sect leader said, staring at her. “You know, I think you could kill me with those nails of yours.”
Nie Zonghui took a look and agreed with the sentiment, seeing that her nails were as long as claws and looked just as sharp, but apparently he and the sect leader had somewhat different interpretations of this sequence of events and plans on how to address it.
Namely, Nie Zonghui pointed out that the lady was obviously some sort of yao or maybe a gui and that she was probably the one seducing the local mensfolk, draining their yang energy and then slaughtering them, and therefore that it was undoubtedly their duty as cultivators – and cultivators of the Nie sect in particular – to put an end to her vile deeds through the swift application of their sabers. Furthermore, he explained, they should take care never to allow themselves to be alone with her in the process, lest she seek to entrance them with her seductive magics and lure them to their undoubtedly violent deaths.
The sect leader’s rebuttal to this line of logic was limited to “I’m the sect leader and if I want to bang the probably-a-ghost, I’m going to bang the ghost and there’s nothing you can do to stop me”.
Amazingly enough, the sect leader did not end up dead the next day – the innkeeper looked just as surprised as Nie Zonghui felt – and instead announced, very happily, that he was planning on marrying her.
“You what,” the innkeeper said, staring at his very smug-looking ‘daughter’. In light of dawn, she was wearing a dress of many colors with a foxfur ruff, and her beauty was almost painful to behold.
“You why,” Nie Zonghui moaned.
“You shut up,” the sect leader told him. “I’ll have you know that my lady here is very clever, literate and well-learned, and she doesn’t at all mind being the second wife. Weren’t you one of the ones on my case about getting a Nie-furen to help managing things back home?”
“I didn’t think we needed to specify that the person in question didn’t murder a lot of people!”
“Isn’t his first wife supposedly a war goddess?” the lady inquired, her clever eyes dancing in amusement.
“Well…yes…”
“Also, all those men deserved it,” she said. After a brief pause, she added, “In my opinion as a totally unrelated observer, of course.”
“See?” the sect leader said, putting his arm around her waist. “No problem. Anyway, she’ll stick to killing bad people from now on, it’s fine.”
The lady smiled. There were many teeth in that smile, and they were very sharp.
“If she doesn’t, I’ll have my first wife discipline her,” the sect leader added and her smile abruptly disappeared.
Nie Zonghui coughed into his hand, but reluctantly admitted that maybe this wouldn’t turn out to be as bad as all that.
-
“Huaisang is a lovely name,” Nie Zonghui’s mother said, being the best of them at diplomacy when she put her mind to it, although admittedly it was something she did only very rarely. “I think we were just expecting something a little different, that’s all.”
“Possibly something a little more fox related,” Nie Zonghui’s father said.
“Please,” the sect leader’s second wife said. “That would be gauche.”
They looked at her.
“…all of my suggestions along those lines got rejected,” she admitted, and glared at the small shrine in the corner as if it had personally wronged her. In this context, it very well might have.
“Is there anything we should keep an eye out for?” Nie Zonghui said, watching his little cousin carry around his even littler cousin under his arm as if he were a sack of potatoes and not a baby that hadn’t yet had its first month celebration. He would have interfered but for the fact that little Nie Huaisang seemed to be notably more in control of his various limbs than the usual infant. “A tail, for instance?”
“Oh, no,” the second lady said. “Nothing like that.”
“Great,” Nie Zonghui said. “I’m glad to hear it.”
“It’s very rare for fox children to achieve a grand plot worthy of a tail in their first lifetime.” A pause. “From what I understand, that is.”
“Great,” Nie Zonghui said. “…great.”
“You’ll take good care of him when I’m gone, won’t you?” she asked, and when they all looked at her, smiled. “Not for another year or two, don’t worry, but I really can’t stay here that long. Sometimes, a girl’s got urges she has to take care of.”
“The sort of urges where we’d need to hunt down a mysteriously appearing fox yao for having murdered a lot of people?”
“I already promised to stop killing people,” she said sulkily. “Although I do think I made some plausible arguments in favor of a little bit of entirely justified murder in connection with the Jin sect and maybe the Lan sect and, oh, the Jiang sect –”
“Please don’t.”
“It’s not my fault your Great Sects are all headed by men who wrong women.”
“You’re not wrong,” Nie Zonghui’s mother said, and Nie Zonghui’s father looked alarmed. “But still, don’t.”
“You’re such spoilsports. But no, as it happens, it’s getting to that time when I need to return home for a while to pay my respects to the older generation.”
“How often does that happen?” Nie Zonghui’s father asked. “Once a century?”
“A gentleman shouldn’t ask a lady her age,” she sniffed. “At any rate, my family home is rather far away and they’re fairly insular, so I’ll probably be gone for at least a decade or so. I’d take the baby with me, but, well, you know, long travel and all. He’s better off sticking with his father.”
“All right,” Nie Zonghui’s mother said. “We understand, and we’ll help take care of him as best we can.”
“I’m glad.”
“We have only one thing to ask of you in return.”
Their second lady arched her delicate eyebrows.
Nie Zonghui’s mother smiled. “You be the one to tell your sister-in-law that you’re leaving your post.”
“…you know, on second thought, maybe I can push my departure out a few more years…”
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“Before you say anything, I want to be clear right now that I don’t need a third wife,” their sect leader said. “I’m fine.”
“Sect Leader,” Nie Zonghui’s mother said, not unaffectionately. “You’re not allowed a third wife.”
“And therefore – wait, really?” he asked, a little skeptically. “You’re not concerned about me?”
“Oh, we’re very concerned about you,” Nie Zonghui’s father said. “But not in that specific respect. Some celibacy would probably be good for you, at least in terms of increasing your life expectancy.”
“…my sister is lying in wait with a cleaver to make sure she doesn’t have to take on the duties of Nie-furen again, isn’t she.”
“I’m not discounting that possibility, but don’t worry about it, it’s fine, we’ll talk to her. The Lan sect haven’t had a proper hostess in years either, we can just say we’re following their example.”
The sect leader eyed his cousins beadily. “They haven’t had a proper sect leader in years, either.”
“No, you don’t say,” Nie Zonghui’s mother said dryly. “What a coincidence -”
“You have two fine sons,” Nie Zonghui’s father said hastily. “That seems like enough, really.”
“You don’t think they need a mother…?”
“Sect Leader,” Nie Zonghui interjected politely. “While we admit that it may be within your capabilities to be able to find a mother willing to deal with one step-son who has been waiving around a saber taller than he is since he learned to walk and has a penchant for the unyielding, unmerciful and very violent application of the norms of divine justice –”
Nie Mingjue’s presence bolstered the spirit of good men, while his gaze seemed to make evildoers itch. He was the most earnestly good person Nie Zonghui had ever met, and also one of the most stiff and unbending in respect to what he believed should and should not be done.
Unfortunate that his standards didn’t seem to match up to the needs of either human law or diplomacy…
“– as well as another who can scheme circles around anyone and persuade them of anything as long as he puts his mind to it and only doesn’t because he’s too busy lazing around in the sun to bother –”
Nie Huaisang liked to file his nails down to something that looked quite normal, but they grew sharp quickly enough if he wasn’t paying attention, and he had a penchant for pranks. There was nothing quite as unnerving as running into a sudden and unexpected ambush and then suddenly hearing the shrill peal of a fox’s laughter, hidden behind a scholarly fan.
“– but all things considered, we’d really rather you - didn’t.”
His mother and father nodded fervently.
“Good,” the sect leader said, though he still looked suspiciously at them as if he thought they were hiding something. “Good. As long as we’re agreed.”
-
Nie Zonghui walked in on his sect leader pinning the Wen sect leader to a wall, murmuring something in a low voice with a very particular smile on his face, and then he turned around and walked right back out again.
The sect leader of the Wen sect might appear beautiful and young, but he was at least a generation older than the Nie sect leader. Not that that had stopped the latter from relying on their respective positions to refer to him in startlingly intimate terms – my dear A-Han, the sect leader would say with a touch of wickedness that reminded one of his second son and the tiger gall bravery of his first – and while at first the Wen sect leader had taken it as a challenge to his authority, an act of brash insolence, it appeared that they had progressed beyond that.
That the Wen sect leader already had three wives and two concubines apparently didn’t present any obstacles either – except perhaps in what those poor women might have to endure from their husband when he returned from the wretched teasing he was enduring. Nie Zonghui felt a bit of pity for them.
Shortly thereafter, he felt a bit of pity for himself. The Wen sect had long dreamed of dominating the cultivation world and sought to increase their influence with the other sects through underhanded means, with the Nie sect opposing them at every turn. Even if war was not on the immediate horizon, the wise could smell its distant approach in the air - the best estimates said that it would take another decade or two to arrive, unless the Nie sect leader took an especially hard stance.
It appeared, however, that the Nie sect leader had chosen to take a different sort of…hard stance.
Ugh.
Maybe Nie Zonghui could conspire to throw his sect leader into a cage with a live tiger in heat next time he felt in the mood. It’d probably be less dangerous.
Nie Zonghui had assumed that the first person to talk to him about what he had seen would be his sect leader, even if it was only to remind him of the general rule that the sect leader had ultimate power and therefore could exercise his own bad judgment in deciding to fuck whoever he wished, but instead it was the Wen sect leader that found him later that afternoon.
A flush had yet to fully fade from his cheeks, and Nie Zonghui raised his eyes to the ceiling to avoid looking directly at the man in front of him. 
He did not want to know. Others might, given that no one had ever complained about the looks of either party, but he himself had realized long ago that he had no interest in matters of the flesh under any circumstances; he was very content with that conclusion.
“Is there some service this one can provide to Sect Leader Wen?” he asked politely, and it was only when the sect leader flushed again that he realized belatedly that his words could be misconstrued. After all, his own sect leader had probably already made a similar offer regarding the provision of services…
“Your sect leader has a sister, doesn’t he?” the other man asked, his voice tight and his hands in even tighter fists. “I’m not misremembering that?”
“He does,” Nie Zonghui responded honestly, and not without sympathy for the Wen sect leader’s position. He was given to understand that making certain belated discoveries regarding one’s own preferences could be highly disconcerting, particularly later in life. “But she’s rather different in kind than what you may be thinking, so it won’t work out that way. It wouldn’t work even if she wasn’t already married, which she is.”
After a moment of thought, he added, “Also, consider your predecessors.”
The Wen sect leader’s eyes narrowed.
-
Really, it was the sect leader’s own damn fault that he got himself murdered.
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toujoursmiraculous · 3 years
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Thoughts and Reaction to WISHMAKER
Oh I'm so excited about this one! Marinette's little soft looks she gives Adrien in recent episodes before snapping herself out of it is adorable. Not overwhelming, just nice. Poor Adrien doesn't know what he wants to do. But the thing that hurts me most (probably because I was always in the same position he is in, so understand more than hurt from it) is the fact he thinks that with Ladybug adding more people to the team, he won't be needed and thus won't be Chat Noir anymore. OOOF it hurts! Poor Adrien doesn't realize that if Ladybug didn't give these Miraculous out, Shadow Moth would've gotten their Miraculous from them a long time ago. I rewatched all episodes out now in chronological order, and it's so obvious she cares about him and could not be able to do what she does without him. What needs to happen is for her to not only tell him that, but express it somehow for him to believe it.
"Come on, Plagg. It's time to start thinking about our future." OUR future. He's including Plagg in that future. Good! I definitely understand what this episode is trying to get across about jobs and careers, but a majority of people can't and never end up doing a job or career they love and gives meaning. Some struggle just to find something they can do with their circumstances, much less something that'd make them happy. A very good message though to encourage young kids to look into many interests and try to find what you enjoy to life to end up doing that makes an impact on the world to spread the positivity and happiness. Hey hey hey Alec, how dare you go after Andre the Ice Cream Maker?! But good on him for not letting it affect him at all, he's doing what he loves so the criticism doesn't matter. "Pistachio and pecan for the clear-sighted young man!" "Who? What young man?" "Hello Marinette." I love Luka so much and Andrew's voice is so smooth. x3 I've wanted to learn the violin for years, I have one, but have never been able to do much with it. Luka having and playing his violin makes me incredibly happy (and adore him even more). "Whoa. You definitely have a gift for finding the right words at the right time." "Adrien." "Ah, well, most of the time." LOL But this entire scene. Luka saying you haven't told him about your feelings have you, her noticing he's sad, and Luka being like let's go talk to him and help him then! Just. AWWW! Poor Adrien has so much pressure to find something he wants to do or his dad will make him do what he wants instead. That's going to make it even harder for him to find something... I remember a spoiler from a long time ago, of Adrien baking with Marinette. What if he finds he loves it when that happens, and it's what he wants to do? :o Ahahahaha when Luka goes and sits next to Adrien, Adrien looks up at Marinette expectantly to sit down too. Probably thought by him. but she went the safe route and went next to Luka. xD Adrien, thinking he knew what Luka and Marinette want to do. Luka knows what he wants but it isn't what Adrien or the rest of us thought. Marinette thought she knew but now she's not sure at all. So all three are kind of confused and it's complicated. Life's complicated. Have you noticed, this is the most honest Marinette and Adrien have ever been about something so deep and personal to them? And they're able to do it around each other. Because Luka's there. He's like their emotional guide to help bring them closer and I love it. "Nothing, my mind is empty!" "I'm completely lost!" - Marinette and Adrien say together. Dang. When Luka explains Marinette and Adrien's "inner music" that felt like the most deep and personal scene this show has ever had. "You two will eventually find what's already in front of you," he says before he knew. As they look at each other. Oh lovely foreshadowing moment here. "But you can't hear it clearly, just let the melody flow." In other words, let things happen as they should. Don't force anything. If it feels right to do something, do it. If it doesn't, don't. Wow that violin is so beautiful. Adrien and Marinette's reactions in
sync, the surprise at the tune, the contentedness, and wordlessly looking at each other before getting up and sitting closer. Such a beautiful scene, this has me in awe honestly. "I've wasted my life!" oh I'm sure that hit hard with some of us older viewers. :c I have trouble sometimes not thinking this way, but there's always still time to change how things are. I love that everyone's dreams are either sweet and positive or just plain silly. Like CrocoJagged.
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Hey, hi there, son! I absolutely lost it LOL this was brilliant! And the way he runs away on his hind legs it's too much XD "Hey Adrien, go hide behind that tree!" and then he drags Marinette along to hide her. So funny he's the one taking control in this situation. He's really shown his superhero potential in this and Optigami, even when not suited up. oooh Marinette wasn't where he brought her. That was sus. "HEEEELP I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!" "If we get hit, we'll reveal our secret identities!" "What do you mean, m'lady?" "When I was six I wanted to be the Knitting Fairy, and the Knitting Fairy didn't wear a mask!" The fact she's distracted and Chat Noir had to be paying attention to pull her to safety was such a Ladybug move. What do you mean you're not needed, Chat?! Obviously you are! Also she's giving you information about herself! LISTEN. She never used to and doesn't have to tell you these things, she's choosing to! And she even asked about you and your childhood! "You must have just forgotten!" or didn't have one. I honestly didn't have a dream as a kid, either. I don't know, I never wanted to grow up and be anything in particular that I thought I could do. I didn't have wishes of things I wanted to do for fun much either. I don't know why exactly, but I had a dad that's enough like Gabriel so maybe that's why. (My sister proceeded to tease me about being a sentimonster, since there's that "Adrien's a sentimonster" theory going around). "But Dad, crocodiles know how to swim..." "I didn't when I was a kid!" THIS SCENE XDD I love it! "If Chat Noir and I get hit, you must come back to this exact moment." Yeah it was at that point my suspicions of Luka finding out about them both seemed to be very likely to happen. "Nobody can know about our secret identities." At this point I was going omg omg omg omg the entire time lol The fact that Adrien would decide to have his identity revealed so he could learn more about himself to help him in the future. o.o This poor boy! And here's Luka finding out about Marinette being Ladybug! The dramatic zoom in! Viperion goes "Marinette?!" literally with Chat less than a foot away and he doesn't even budge. He's really that sad he's not even paying attention to what's going on Dx Okay, Ladybug calling on her Lucky Charm just to have the plushie squeak in her hand got me lol "My childhood dream is being what my parents wanted me to be!" Adrien seems happy. And he's himself, it looks like, so I don't know if we just got it cut off short or if he is exactly what his parents wanted him to be, so he's happy knowing that information?
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This back and forth between a serious moment and a hilarious one! Shadow Moth's horrified Adrien's Chat Noir lolol not even the same kind of reaction that was in Chat Blanc when he found out . Okay but back to Luka. I think he was much too far away to hear what Adrien was actually saying, but he can see that it's Adrien standing where Chat Noir was.
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He sees Adrien's where Chat Noir was.
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The realization that Chat Noir is Adrien.
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Understanding exactly what it means for Marinette to be Ladybug and Adrien to be Chat Noir. It's interesting how the people of Paris were able to still have jobs that was as close to their childhood dreams as possible. The man that wanted to be Santa makes toys. Mr. Banana wanted to be a cucumber and while he's not one, he wears a Banana suit every day. Jagged wanted to be a crocodile so the closest he could get was to have one as a pet. Marinette wanted to be the Knitting Fairy and look at all she can knit and sew! Alec: "When I was a kid, I just wanted people to be happy!" so sad that his bullying made him want to make others miserable instead. But it's nice that he wants to start now trying to make others smile and be happy c: "Sorry Alec, but when you're a superhero, even your dreams have to remain a secret." But she told Chat Noir hers. If that's not her going in the direction of outright telling him who she is....! Please let Luka be the one to help Ladybug with Chat Noir and Adrien with Marinette. Please. They need it. They have to have Ladybug realize her feelings for Chat and be willing to tell him everything. And they need Adrien to open his eyes and realize his feelings for Marinette. Once those things happen, they'll be okay. Except Adrien still doesn't know what his dream is because that was taken away by Second Chance. Personally, I think his dream of wanting what his parents wanted him to be, is what he already is. He just doesn't know it. As for his future, that can be up to him to start finding! "Thanks to you, our secret identities were persevered and nobody discovered who Chat Noir and I really are..... uh, not even you, right?" "Not even me. Luckily Wishmaker never hit you or Chat Noir." LIES Funny that he was "Truth" before, but now he's spitting lies. HOWEVER don't worry, I understand very much why he's lying and with the way Marinette is, this would be something she'd worry about and obsess over and Luka doesn't want that for her. He knows he can handle it, and she'll find out about it later when she's meant to. I just think it's ironic and funny lol And ooooof the way Luka's face fell after she left. Poor bb. "It was nothing, Marinette. You know you can always count on me." Luka's going to be Marinette and Adrien's best friend in a way that Nino and Alya just can't be. I can feel it. "We're all okay. Thanks to Ladybug and Chat Noir."
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Oh. Oh you dorks! It's like they somehow know deep down they're Ladybug and Chat Noir with that look at that line. They're looking at each other like they know to some extent... I'm sure nothing happened in an episode we have yet to see but, it feels a bit weird, don't you think? "I may not remember my childhood dreams, but that's okay! It's time to focus on the future and find my inner music, like Luka said!" AWWW good for you my precious sunshine boy! Keep being you. Also Adrien's disturbed look at Plagg killed me again.
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Marinette: "I'll do it all! .... I'll be Luka's best friend and I'll love Adrien!" Yeah see, that's it! You guys are best as best friends, and Luka will one day find someone else and he'll be happy to have you as his best friend when that time comes too. As far as all the other stuff, that sounds very busy and exhausting, but if it makes her happy! "How can you love other people if you don't love yourself?" Oh dang, that's such a good line to have put in this show honestly! Nicely done. So this is definitely one of if not my favorite episode. Chat Blanc's been my favorite but this is at least up there with it! There's so much to take from this episode, and so much that can come from this episode's events that I'm both extremely excited and scared to find out what happens next.
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