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ayayiiie · 1 year

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Can u do enhypen with a reader with bad migraines ?

Hiiiii thank you for your request !

Here you go ~

EN- reaction to their s/o having bad migraines.

Members under the cut ! :3

Lee Ethan :

#Concerned_Bambi

I think he will stare at you while thinking of a way to make you feel better

You’re not someone who gets migraines THAT easily (even if it can happen) but when they hit, they hit HARD

So he’d be a lil lost

Will give you hugs and kisses for suuure

He would be THIS type of bf : ‘lie down on me and sleep baby’

When you would wince in pain, on the verge of crying

#panic_Bambi activated (even if he doesn’t show it krkr)

« Huh…huh… do you want some tea ? Fresh air ? Massage ? »

You would shut him up by hugging him and telling him to stroke your hair

« Imma give you some med wait a bit »

He would eventually get the hang of it after some times and then immediately know what to do

Park Jay :

Who’s Jay ? I only know Mama Jay 🤭

#know_what_to_do boi n°1

Jay knows your body more than you sooo

He would actively prepare a bath filled with sweet scent (not too strong since you have a migraine lol), rose petals and bath bombs

Would give you pro massages with slow and relaxing music in the background

Man is literally opening a spa lol

« Wait here I’ll cook for you. »

You are in the tub.

So yeah, he would bring you your favorite dish on a tray and leave the bathroom while making weird noises and a funny dance

Fr he would be the best to lift up your mood 💀

He’s a keeper so take care of him when he has migraines too (even more with six chaotic boyz 😭)

Sim Jake :

« Imma head out to buy some meds, go rest in the bedroom, I’ll be quick »

For some reason he brings Layla back with him ?

As he would slowly open the door, he would whisper to Layla :

« Mommy is sleeping keep quiet 🤫 »

You woke up anyways lmao

But having them both by your sides really ease you

You would hug Layla as she’s so soft and Jake would back hug you keeping you warm

« Do you want some snack ? I bought some along with the meds »

He would be extra careful because he knows you get easily mad when you have a migraine

« Let me do it, go get some rest »

« Jake I just slept for 4 hours straight »

« Shhhh go back to sleep, it’s not enough »

Park Benjamin :

frozen #1

I think he would give you space because he wouldn’t know what to do and wouldn’t want to make you mad

You see this one moment of him spacing out ?

Yes that’s him.

With him you will need to go to him and hug him

Sunghoon is the type of bf who needs to know everything, every detail

So when you need attention or anything else, you need to speak, to communicate every sentiment, every thought

If you want him to do something you have to write it down on a post-it or else he will forgot 🥹

So basically it would go like this :

« Sunghoon ? »

« ..yeah..? »

« Can you massage my temples please ? »

« Huh..yeah…like this..? »

« Put a bit more pression »

« Like this ? »

He’s cute bye.

Kim William :

#know_what_to_do boi n°2

As en ENFP he would try to help you as much as he can

He seems to know a lot about meditation and self care so he would show you a routine on how to avoid migraine and how to treat it

« Drink a lot of water, it’s good for your body and help relaxes it »

« Sleeping is a must but when it’s too painful and you can’t sleep just close your eyes and breath profoundly »

« I’ll massage you, try to relax at the maximum ! »

« You need to take a break, assignments are killing you really *eyes roll* » while massaging your temples

Remember when Jungwon said Sunoo listen the most to him ?

So whenever you would need anything, he would do it for ya

Without whining and complaining

« Sunoo can you pass the water bottle please ? »

That’s the ninth time you’re asking but Sunshine will just keeps his lips closed and gives you what you want

Make sure to reward him afterwards :p

Yang Johnny :

Clueless but not so clueless

Would be very attentive to your needs since Jungwon listen very well to others too

He’s very observant and detailed so you won’t even had to tell him about your migraine

He would point his nose in your bedroom and looks at you without you knowing

It would probably run like this in his mind :

« They’re exhausted and they keep supporting their head with their hands : migraines coming right away »

Ninja Jungwon in action 🥷

He would call you quietly to not startle you

« Okay time for a break you look like you’re about to pass out anytime soon »

For him, walking can ease your mind and brings you peace

So you both would take a walk towards the nearest park alongside Maeum

When you would come back he would prepares something hot to drink and some snacks and you guys would probably watch some movies

Guess who falls asleep during the most interesting scene ?

You both of course 🤭

Nishimura Ni-Ki :

Okay we all know he’s teasing everyone all day

You knew when you began dating that teasing would be a part of your routine

Because teasing is his love language

So what happens when he can’t express his love language anymore ?

The first time you had a migraine he teased you like his life depended cause he was feeling particularly mischievous

Well he rapidly knew it was wrong because boi almost got yeeted out of the window

Got quiet all of a sudden and looked at you like you were some monster

Maybe got traumatized lmao

So now he got prepared and you would have a freshly new Riki infront of you

He would just watch some yt videos on his phone or scroll on Tik Tok

But hey, you want attention

That’s when it gets risky because he knows you’re in a bad mood when you have a headache

So for once he would listen to you and hug you :)

« I like it when you’re calm like this… »

He would have insecure thoughts because of what you said (he can be very noisy and annoying with people he particularly cherish) but suddenly

« But I love when you tease me too, it shows how much you know every details of me »

Happy Riki 😃 you too happy 😃

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You’ve reached the end of the reaction !

Why it keeps getting longer the more it progress ? I wrote a whole essay for Niki 😭

Hope you enjoy it !

Thank you ! 👸

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oncemorewithqueering-tv · 8 months

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human!au star trek tos--at the airport

imagine:

Kirk becoming the mom friend and holding onto everyone's passports (which are actually being held by Spock but shhhh

Bones being stopped in security because he's literally carrying 5 litre bottles of booze on board and also a penknife. He's been steadily drinking and threatening Jim throughout the day (out of love)

Uhura is doing Duolingo and is making even the owl nervous with how good she is

Sulu and Chekhov are rushing to the gate bc they're racing

Their flight is delayed, so Scotty goes to see what's going on but gets increasingly frustrated by them not telling him anything

Spock is meditating because all this human stress is starting to grate on him

Bones stops Kirk from buying snacks because he's "on a diet, damn it"

On the plane, Spock is perfectly still in his chair while reading his book and Kirk is practically sprawled across his lap

Bones is fit to kill him, because Bones is beside Kirk

Uhura and Nurse Chapel are using eachother as pillows

Chekhov and Sulu go up to the pilots and spend the whole flight with them

When they land, it turns out that Kirk has lost their passports! Uhura is trying to explain the situation in the language of the country, everyone else is so tired, and Kirk looks incredibly upset

Then Spock comes out of the bathroom with the passports, which he took from Kirk

Kirk is very upset because Spock didn't trust him and Spock is just like "it was logical babe"

#star trek #spirk #gay #star trek tos #jim kirk #james t kirk #james kirk #tos spock #spock #spock/kirk #hikaru sulu #nyota uhura #leonard mccoy #bones mccoy #montgomery scott #christine chapel #human au #alternate universe #airport

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obsidiancreates · 1 year

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Dimensional Constants and Curveballs

"So you guys do the whole white eyes thing a lot." Leon picks his teeth with a sai he snatched from Raph.

"Only when we're intensely focused and determined." Leo looks up from his meditation. "And when we're really angry, sometimes."

"How do yours work, then? Because we don't control ours, they just sort of happen, and I personally think it's related to our Mystic-ness somehow. I mean, April can do it too, but she's awesome enough that she may as well be as mystic as we are."

"Donnie thinks it might be some kind of extra eyelid, since some species are know to have them and we don't know what we are. But he says it's also possible it's an effect of mutation, and more like a film that clouds our eyes instead of a layer going over them."

"Wait, some turtles have third eyelids?"

"And cats."

"WHAT?!"

"Pretty much what I thought when Donnie told me that."

"Okay okay but, if it's either a third eyelid, ew, or some kind of weird film inside of your eye, which is also ew, how does it actually happen?"

"We just make it happen, usually, but sometimes it's out of our control like yours."

"How do you make it happen?! I want to figure it out so I can do it way more often, it looks so cool!"

"Um... huh. ... I don't actually know how we do it. We just... do it. Like... the same way we just move our limbs, or just itch our uh- do you guys call these noses? Sometimes we do and sometimes we don't."

"Hmm? Oh yeah, these are noses or snouts to us. Wait, why don't you guys know what kinds of turtles you are?"

"Donnie thinks we're either diamondback terrapins or common box turtles, but our DNA is too mutated to know for sure and Sensei said there was no sign about it in the pet store. He got us really cheap."

"Huh. Our dad got us for free. Well, Pops did, I actually don't know where Draxum got us from. I should ask Mikey to ask him that."

"Your Mikey also befriends terrifying and powerful mutants?"

"Yokai, and, yeah. Does your Raph get weird when he's alone?"

"Wouldn't know, every time he tries to leave he's back before the end of the night."

"Wait, how often does he-"

"Twenty-eight times and counting now."

"Whoa. Really into teenage rebellion, huh?"

"You have no idea."

"What about your Donnie? How much of a mad scientist is he?"

"Hmm... what qualifies?"

"Just a general vibe can work, but wayward creations and concerning bouts of cackling add to it."

"In that case, definitely a mad scientist. He likes to pretend he isn't, but he is."

"Mine just owns up to it. I'm a little surprised yours doesn't, he seems way more emotional than mine."

"Oh, Donnie's the most emotional of all of us for sure."

"So weird! Does he call any of his inventions his children, though?"

"The Shellraizer. He called it his 'Baby' when the Kr- when New York got taken over."

"Appriciate the trigger avoidance, mi hermano honorario. Is your Mikey the chef?"

"Ugh, not by our choice. I don't know if I'd call it 'Food' most of the time."

"Really? Mine's like, a world-class fancy foodie."

"Huh. ... Did he have an idol who betrayed him and became a mutant?"

"YES OH MY GOSH! he loved Meatsweat's cooking show so much, and now the guy like, won't stop trying to hurt us!"

"For us it was another ninja, Chris Bradford. He secretly worked for Shredder and betrayed Mikey after pretending to be his friend."

"... Your universe is super dark, you know. I mean, we've had our low moments, but you seem to have low moments every day."

"... Yeah. It... it's been rough."

"Well, as New Leader of my team and thus your leader-ly equal, I'm taking you all somewhere to relax."

"What?"

"Shhhh, it's already happening and you can't escape it. Just need to text my brothers and April andddddd YES okay they're all doing the same, prepare to be the most chilled out you've ever been, my friend."

"Yeah, um, that doesn't ever work out for us, really."

"Ah, but mi amigo, you're in our dimension now! And sometimes, we are able to have a nice day with very minimal problems! So let's do it!"

"... Alright, we can try. But I'm still bringing my weapons."

"Well, duh we're bringing our weapons, I'm not an idiot!"

"No, you're just what would happen if someone mixed me with Mikey and Casey."

"Having met both of them I'm taking that as a compliment. Now let's go!"

#tmnt 2k12 #tmnt 2018 #tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #tmnt crossover #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic

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the12thnightproject · 1 year

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Loved the "Warlords Watching Teletubbies". May I ask (if you're not to busy) ask for something similar like the Warlords watching "Sesame Street"? I so think that Ieyasu reminds me of Oscar the Grouch (lol), Mitsunari of Big Bird, and Mitsuhide and Hideyoshi as Ernie and Bert.

Sorry Anon about taking so long! I’ve had a busy busy winter. And um, this sort of turned into Ikesen Warlords AS Toddlers Watching Sesame Street…

Due to a Massive Wormhole Event (MWE), MC is suddenly dealing with the influx of toddler warlords (plus a tween Kennyo) in a tiny, tiny apartment. And truly, this apartment is not big enough for all of them… would never be big enough, especially since…. “Kenshin stop swinging that sword around, NOW,” and “Shingen get OUT of my chocolate stash!” ….

At her wits end… MC does what all parents since the last quarter of the 20th century have done to entertain the children: she turns on the television (and then goes into her room to read hide).

The following is what she hears through the closed door…

The sound of Keiji and Ranmaru singing the theme song to Sesame Street.

Hideyoshi: Shhhhhh! MC told us to watch this! Shhhh! I can’t watch with you singing so loud!

Nobunaga: MC! I can’t find Bearsace! He has to watch this with me.

Kenshin: MC? Are there any rabbits in this?

Masamune: Hey! Ieyasu! That orange thing that lives in the garbage can is just like you! I’mma gonna start callin’ you Oscar, ok?

The sound of Keiji and Ranmaru singing the theme song again.

Hideyoshi: Shhhhhh! Stop singing. You’re going to bother MC! SHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Shingen: Kennyo? Are you sleeping?

Kennyo: I am meditating. I am meditating. I am meditating. Zzzzz.

Ieyasu: MC! I left my sourdough starter in the Sengoku! How many days is it until we go home?

Sasuke: You have a sourdough starter? Tell me more! How do you make it? What do you like about it? What did you name it?

Kenshin: Sasuke! Are you paying attention to someone who is not me?

Kanetsugu: Sasuke! Are you paying attention to someone who is not Kenshin?

Shingen: MC. What is a cookie?

Sasuke: It’s a sweet pastry with cho-

Nobunaga AND Shingen: MC, where are your COOKIES?

Hideyoshi: We’re not supposed to eat sugar. Nobunaga, GET AWAY FROM THE COOKIE JAR!

Yukimura: Shingen, you too! Also. GET AWAY FROM NOBUNAGA.

Mitsunari: I don’t understand why no one else can see the Snuffleupagus. He’s right there?

Ieyasu: Where? All I see is the giant yellow bird.

Hideyoshi: Osc- er, Ieyasu! Don’t tease Mitsunari!

Shingen: NOBUNAGA DID YOU TAKE THE LAST COOKIE?

Nobunaga: *crunch* *crunch* No. *crunch* *crunch*

Mitsunari: (in the same accent as The Count) One. Two. Three. Four.

Masamune: Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip….

Kenshin: If they can make rubber DUCKIES why not RUBBER BUNNIES?

Masamune: Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip….Nope nope nope nope nope nope nope.

Motonari: MC! They keep touching me!

Yoshimoto: MC, CAN I play with your MAKE UP?

Masamune: Nope nope nope nope nope nope nope.

The sound of Keiji and Ranmaru singing the theme song again.

The sound of Mitsunari singing the theme song too.

Hideyoshi: Mitsunari….. whyyyyyyy?

Mitsunari: It is stuck in my head. I don’t know how to get rid of it.

Keiji: That HAPPENS TO ME ALL THE TIME. You just have to sing it more.

Mitsunari: Ok.

The sound of Keiji and Ranmaru AND Mitsunari singing the theme song again.

Motonari: If anybody sings again, I WILL SET YOU ON FIRE.

*Click*

Yukimura: What happened?

Kanetsugu: The remote stopped working.

Nobunaga: Who unplugged the TV? Kicho!

Kenshin: PLUG THE TV BACK IN. THERE MIGHT BE BUNNIES STUCK IN IT. PLUG IT BACK IN!

Kicho: Make me! OOF! GET OFF ME!

*Click*

The TV sound returns now EXTRA LOUD.

At this point… MC has ominous realization that the one voice she hasn’t heard is Mitsuhide’s. In a panic, she comes running out of the bedroom, to discover that Yoshimoto has done a makeover on the sleeping Kennyo, Mitsunari (still singing) and Shingen have taken apart the toaster, and Mitsuhide…. is nowhere to be found.

From somewhere outside… not too far away… is the sound of a siren.

@lorei-writes

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hypnogogyc · 9 months

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Since you are THE Oliver banks artist (to me atleast) thoughts on the fact Oliver and Jane Prentis worked at the same crystal/tarrot shop? I don’t think they knew eachother all that wel or anything but god there’s something so intresting about having these avatars all be so closely connected

(Love your Oliver design btw:) )

Oh that is the highest honor i hold to my chest id like to thank lilnan for the trustfall comic that broke my brain and started me on this path.

AND THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK!!!

First of all as characters alone they went very different paths towards their entities and that makes sense considering the Corruption requires a life to infest, where the End is. You know. I stand by my “all avatars succumbed to their entity by fleeing from another”(like Elias to the eye fearing the end) i think Oliver ran from the end and found comfort in the end but in a new light. Jane I think always did have the fear of corruption with her blackhead paranoia and bullying but i feel she really feared the lonely. Her self mutilation in mortality is her way of doing something about the rejection she experienced, even if it didn’t really help anything. She first fears corruption because all her life she was demeaned for filth, and grew up thinking she was rotting inside everyday. Her choice to then change from picking at her skin in self disgust to loving her pock marks because they held home to something that needed her as much as she needed it is hard to not understand at least a little why she’s so elated.

Also the timeline matches up for working the same time.. (oliver is spotted there 2013, jane isnt discovered by cops til march 2014. Ik janes statement only says he came in while she worked n stared at her but. Shhhh) i think they got on rather well. They were both people desperately trying to find relief and hoping something would just finally click in place and they would belong. Jane was rejected from what she centered her life around (just having any connection. Any acceptance, both in herself and everyone else.) and so was Oliver (from life itself. The society he was born into, the events of his life. It was just all too much at once and the lack of childhood info on him from his mortal statement and only the statement towards jon later i think feeds into the idea of him not really even wanting to live on in memory.)

Oliver looks up to Jane for her wisdom when he meets her as a man with some bad dreams here and there and she’s a woman with some pretty terribly dealt with anxiety, which he could relate to. I think he’d talk to her about meditation, trying to find presence in your own body, but she had a very bad reaction to that. He apologizes and she accepts his treat for her lunch break when he comes back into work with an extra sandwich and soup. He sees her unsteadiness in much in life but she’s different with the crystals and cards. She speaks fondly of every gemstone’s meanings and properties, makes a secret drawer for all the gems shaped in such a way she couldn’t handle not being able to buy it herself. She teaches him Tarot, he picks it up quick. He tells her that he thinks the gems suit her. Jane smiles a bit stiffly and says thanks. He clarifies he meant it suiting her as a person, as she was very attuned. She smiles wide and says thanks again, this one natural.

Jane disliked Oliver at first. Self loathing without relief often turns outwards, and he was polite and well spoken and handsome and even had the nerve to be friendly with her. Incessantly. Shes slow to trust. She has to be. She’s played this song and dance and it has to be pity or obligation. She likes her job because for her role she is no longer Jane Prentiss. She’s a store clerk with a nearly encyclopedic knowledge of it’s wares. Oliver offers guided meditation, she has a hard time saying no. It ends badly. He’s apologetic and Jane just doesn’t understand it. The next day he buys her lunch as a apology. Material loss from him (and she knew exactly what his paycheck was and it was NOT lofty. It was only lunch but. Still.) and then the loneliness can’t bear it anymore. She keeps herself from delusions that someone like him would take such genuine interest in her that wasn’t just someone who was overly friendly and didn’t want tension with a coworker. But then they bond slowly. Jane teaches him to read tarot on a slow day. Its just a basic reading but he drinks in her words intently. It strikes her suddenly that this man not only tolerated her as a coworker. He respected her. He really truly felt what she was saying was valuable information. She’s giddy and teaches him more advanced spreads. Oliver has to eventually ask for a break and she apologizes for not realizing and getting carried away and he laughs and says no that was amazing. I’m so glad i could see so much of what you can. She’s thrilled, they go drinking at nights (Oliver is the sober driver).

But then Oliver becomes more despondent. He talks less about his nightmares to her but obviously still has them. She can’t help the paranoia come back. She never did receive closure for being abandoned time and time again. She didn’t expect it now. This final straw is when she catches him staring. THAT was a look she knew. Pity. She picks at her skin worse and worse. Oliver takes over when Jane doesn’t show up for a few days, and he’s walked past her house enough to see the roots and understand what’s happened.

#tma #tma hc #THANK UUUUU #jane prentiss #oliver banks #interrogation

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kisaraslover · 3 months

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Do you think Kisara has any hobbies besides sitting in Kaiba's lap?

Well i like to look at established Kisara to draw out more traits so first things first is the dragonic nature. I think Kisara deeply enjoys nature and solitude and sitting in the sun. I dont mean this like camping either, from ancient Egypt we see Kisara already has unusual resistance to exposure to elements, with something godly in her veins so i think she might be really zen watching birds to flowers to the sky and basking her place in all this. We all have a passing moments of "everything IS everywhere all at once, all is one, one is all" but i think it would be a constant presence in her. she swings between "oblivious to life weird ass woman" and "enlightened higher being" VIOLENTLY. Meditating would be grounding to her, in the opposite way to all other people meditating.

and then music. dragons are a kind of bird <3 dont look that up. i think Kisara has an uncanny aptness when it comes to music. one of those people who can pick up any instrument and play a simple tune on it. i dont think she has a remarkable singing voice at all though. embodies "people sing because they want to not because they are good at it" hums gently music she likes. if she tries to seriously sing along to a difficult song her voice cracks loserly. she laughs and continues yknow? its still Seto's favorite and if he catches sound of her humming before entering a room, he waits outside to listen for a couple secs. its his secret no one needs to know shhhh. ALSO the fic Paper Roses has piano player Kisara and the romance is served so well by Kisara giggling while placing Seto's hands on the right keys so.

making things with your hand is a very grounding practice for anyone struggling to stay in the moment and stay present and i just cant move past these very artistic but expensive looking hobbies from youtube shorts -tries not to cry about capitalism locking the public out of arts- so after getting that Kaiba Money she'd just go "i always wanted to try glass art btw" and seto goes "?????. thats. alright ok. go for it"

im really conflicted on many "hobbies" and what makes them hobbies but if we work with the basis "how you spend your day is how you spend your life" i think she'd really be the least online person. the activies above WOULD be very frequent but i think Kisara spends her most days, ironically enough, socializing. she'd be talking to employees (important business) or talking to employees (just chatting lol) out with friends of all kinds and trades, Mokuba and his friends or Seto and HIS friends, or most surreal one, Seto and HER friends. shes the kind of awkward person who listens more than they speak, with her own charms and difficulties, thankfully when you try enough you can find people you can get along with. very endearing on the line of strange, bringing out peoples protective sides which is why she would gather Mom Friends and Bossy Bitches and Protective Eldest Siblings faster than you can say her name. while i characterize both Kisara and Seto as kind of introverted, i think Kisara would be charged with a thirst to know and understand humanity (both result of godly roots and alienated youth) so if her luck turned around after meeting Seto i think she'd build quite the social circle, not even realizing how many people shes getting close to at first. Seto's socializing would be more acknowledging part of healing means creating support systems, opening up to people -to whatever extent he can- surrounding himself with people who he cares about and who care about him in return, and definitely less easier than her collecting friends.

SO YEAH! sorry for the LONG ASS reply, i think Kisara is adopted by many Extroverts and on the time off she goes into her workshop does fuck all (DEF made a wooden dildo to see Seto's reaction. mokuba laughed his ass off thinking it would perplex him. he took one look at it and said its a pathetic cock and he could nude model for her. no ones laughing now.....)

#is this ask so lowkey shady? lmao i was tripping over myself answering like NOOOO MY QUEEN HAS MANY HOBBIES SHES FUN SHES INTERESTING #LISTEN TO ME DOCTOR HAN SHES INTERESTING #lmaooo #yugioh #ygo #kisara #not art #ask tag #her lowkey gift with instruments is quietly ignored by all of them. kisara plays an instrument shes seeing for the first time #all of them go 😑 i do not see anything strange. great job kisara youre so talented and its soo normal you can play everything.#so normal. you just got a strong ear. and strong understanding of what sounds come out with what movements on instruments #its normal its normal. no hocus pocus magic tricks here no sirrrrr

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boltwrites · 1 year

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Hiiii love that you write for Cal! Could you do one where Cal and the reader (f) grew up together in the order, they really like each other, but thats obviously against the code. Then during order 66 they get separated and assume the other is dead. Then years later during the events of Jedi Fallen Order they run into each other again and admit their feeling then smut

A/N: this was a very detailed prompt! because there was so much going on (and i got a little carried away), there is no smut here. if you would like to request something else related to this specific y/n (an extension of this way too long post, the previously requested smut, etc), please send an ask! (also don't mind the fact that I managed to sneak my oc into this shhhh)

You've known Cal since you were both initiates - before you even became padawans and knew who your masters were

Being an initiate was always a little scary, especially since you didn't know if you would be chosen as a padawan, or else you could be sent to work elsewhere in the Order

You really didn't want that, because soon after you met Cal, you became close friends. You both did very well in your animal husbandry classes, and you bonded over being two of the few padawans who weren't scared of the non-sentient reptiles that Master Yoda challenged you all to handle

As young initiates who just became best friends, you and Cal did basically everything together - you always ate lunch next to each other, and you tried to help each other with your training as best as you could. Cal was always more in-tune with the Force than you were - but you were better with the initiate lightsaber training.

You were there for Cal when he was sensing some of his first Force echoes, and they weren't always happy ones

One particularly horrible experience was when you and Cal were tasked with cleaning up in the archives after the padawans had some sort of study session. You and Cal were racing to gather as many datapads and artifacts as you could, and had inadvertently strayed from where you were supposed to be cleaning, into an area where the Jedi masters usually studied

Cal ended up touching some Sith artifact, and he basically collapsed. It was terrifying seeing him like that, and you cried as you held him, until Master Jocasta came to help

As you both got older, you both became padawans. You were kind of surprised that Master Tapal would choose Cal as a padawan - Cal wasn't a troublemaker by any means, but he was always full of joy and made a bunch of jokes. He was always laughing and running around, and Master Tapal seemed so... serious

Your own master, a human called Master Andar, had specifically chosen you because of your talent with combat. She wasn't nearly as serious as Master Tapal, and because your masters weren't really friends...

You didn't get to hang out with Cal as much as padawans. You were often off-world on missions, being with a combat-specialized master

And then the Clone Wars happened

You had a lot of responsibility thrust on you all at once. You didn't have much time to think about your initiate friend, except when you desperately wanted someone your own age to talk to, to cry to. Everything about being a commander was so stressful, especially when you were only thirteen. Your own master didn't understand - she was so much older and more experienced. You wished your friend was there to talk to you

The last time you saw Cal was for a brief meditative leave on Coruscant. You hadn't seen him in over a year, at least. You didn't even see him before he called your name and almost tackled you in a tight hug

Of course, his master immediately chastised him, and he pulled away with an embarrassed blush. It was then that you realized just how much he had changed. You blushed too, but for a different reason - Cal was cute! You had no idea!

Your meditative leave was mostly spent with him. It was a little difficult to hide your crush, but your master had taught you about these things. They pass easily if you let them, and they're just because you're young. It was just difficult when Cal was laughing and smiling all the time, and when he shared some of the fruit he got for lunch with you

You didn't see him again after that for a long, long time. Only a few months after that last meeting, Order 66 was initiated. You were lucky - you and your master had been sent on a diplomatic mission. Your master had taken on the actual diplomatic task of protecting the senator and his court, and you were allowed to spend some time relaxing on the garden world he was from

Your survival wasn't without strife - you were left without your master, unsure if she managed to survive or not, with the detail of clones she had left with to complete her mission. You were truly alone, and it was hard for you to comprehend

For the longest time, you didn't even know what happened. You heard that the Jedi had betrayed the senate, but it wasn't until you finally met members of the rebellion that you realized exactly what had happened to the Jedi

In the time in-between, you had just tried to survive. Because everyone hated the Jedi, you hid yourself and changed your name. To you, your master had left you, your Order had abandoned you - there was no use associating with them. You probably even contemplated throwing away your lightsaber too, but it was just too sentimental for you to go through with it

You spent most of your time in a small farming village, doing your best to live your simple life on the garden world where you were stranded. That was, until you started to hear about what the Empire was doing. Your own village wasn't affected, but you couldn't ignore that injustice, even if you had severed yourself from your Jedi identity

You and a few other young people from your village became involved with the rebellion. Although they were far too militant for your tastes, you wanted to contribute. Your connection to the force had diminished, but your aim with a blaster was still impeccable, and with what little connection you had, you were still formidable in hand-to-hand combat

You soon joined the other partisans and Saw Gerrera on Kashyyyk

Where you were reunited with a familiar face

Cal didn't recognize you at first. Hell, if it wasn't for everyone saying his name (and maybe also that hair), you probably wouldn't have recognized him either. His hair was wild and unkept, he was with a crew of rebels you had never met, and most of all he was alive. He was safe

This time, you were the one that screamed his name and ran towards him. You had no idea if he recognized you - it had been over five years and you were both so much older

But his face immediately lit up when you called his name. He called yours out in return, almost incredulous. When you finally broke through the sea of partisans and threw yourself at him, he caught you easily in his arms and held you so tight you thought your ribs might break

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Redacted-tober 2023 Day Seven

Prompt: Brachium & Secret

Pairing: Brachium & Camelopardalis

cw: vague dread

Summary: A pre-Cataclysm pair of Serenity daemons share a quiet moment.

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“Sleeping off your meal, Brachium?” The dozing serenity daemon smiles, his eyes still closed and body still lax as the wind blows gently through the leaves. The soothing baritone of Buddhist chanting from the temple below is carried along the breeze, and Camelopardalis’s voice is a more than welcome harmony.

“Can you blame me?” Brachium asks, grinning and opening shining blue eyes to meet Cam’s matching ones. Standing above him, the other serenity daemon laughs, playfully kicking fallen leaves onto his friend before laying next to him on the grassy knoll overlooking the valley.

“It’s been too long, brother,” Cam says, getting comfortable, settling into the dirt until they are shoulder to shoulder, their hair mingling together amongst the dandelions. “Much too long. Has something been troubling you?”

“Shhhh,” Brachium admonishes in jest, pushing a hand into his kin’s face. “We don’t mention trouble here. Speak of the devil, and he shall appear, and I finally managed to give Vega the slip.” His friend barks a laugh in surprise, a sound that rings of wind whistling across the ocean to the unempowered nearby.

“You’ve been laying low, I see. I’d hate to break your cover, so let us hide together.” Camelopardalis tilts his head back and closes his eyes, basking in the warm, spring sunshine and missing his companion’s face drops as the monks stop chanting to meditate. The silence and his secret weigh heavily on his core, and with nothing to mute the sound, Brachium is once again drowning in hissing, eldritch voices only he seems to hear.

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threemoonwatchers · 5 months

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So I went to a bookstore and got Thunder…

-Starting out the book believing Splashtail attacked her because let’s be honest he was the only one she told and the Erins are here for the drama

-“SHE WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A MEDICINE CAT” OKAY WOW STRAIGHT UP

-Okay alright everyone’s suddenly respecting Nightheart something’s wrong

-REEEEEE IVYPOOL AS DEPUTY IM SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS ACTUALLY

-i forgot Spotfur named her kits after dead people zycjvjgufyvu

- (p. 76) wow sunbeam really said “language, Cap”

-(p. 92) not Whistlepaw being the entire Ninjago fandom to Frostpaw’s Lloyd

-(p. 98) please let the companion be Shadowsight please let the companion be Shadowsight

-(p. 102)oh come on please tell me it’s not Nightheart can it be Shadowsight just this once I wanna see them interact and become besties

-(p. 107) “They’d be kind of famous?”Like one of the lights in the mist??? Meaning IT COULD STILL BE SHADOWSIGHT???

-(p. 108-109) …crap it’s not Shadowsight

-(p. 114) I actually panicked for a second about Nightheart being gone and then I realized. Oh yeah. He’s with Frostpaw. Whoops.

-(p. 118) I just remembered the scene in Squirrelflight’s Hope where she and Leafpool were talking about Squirrelflight (or I guess Squirrelstar now this feels so surreal) being clan leader and Leafpool being her medicine cat and I just realized that they were sO CLOSE TO HAVING IT BUT THEY ACHIEVED THEIR DREAM AT TWO DIFFERENT TIMES and I’m sad now

-(p. 136-137) Rootspring: That’s my dad! :D

-(p. 141) Look at it, it’s got anxiety 🩵

-(p. 161) Nightheart I swear if you pull a Cinderpelt-

-(p. 171) I’m sorry WHO IS SPEAKING FOR RIVERCLAN???

-(p. 172) I keep forgetting there’s canonically a cat named Icewing and every time she’s mentioned my brain immediately goes to Winter from Wings of Fire-

-(p. 179) nope this plan of Berryheart’s has to be somehow connected to Frostpaw’s attempted murder

-(p. 207) hold on Cherryfall’s OLD??? Where the heck did the time go-

-(p. 221) hold on how do these two random dudes know about Riverstar???

-(p. 221) calling it now at least a few of em are gonna be taken into RiverClan

-(p. 224) Nightheart and Frostpaw: *casually infodumping about life*

-(p. 228) Oh HeY tHe MeDiTaTiOn WoRkEd WhAdDaYa KnOw

-(p. 230) haha yes think about Splashtail it’s gotta be him

-(p. 237) I WAS RIGHT LETS GOOO I WAS RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING

-(p. 237) Frostpaw 🤝 Lloyd: getting a love interest that ends up being the main villian of the arc said love interest appears in

-(p. 259) nOPE NOPE DUSKFUR’S GONNA DIE CALLING IT NOW.

-(p. 294) hOLD ON W H A T??? CURLFEATHER TOO??? Dude this girl is gonna have some serious trauma when this all blows over

-(p. 294) also was the vision of the curled feathers in the earlier books supposed to be a warning??? Or was it just her mind begging for a response to the need for a new leader??? Or is someone in StarClan working against them??? That whole vision just doesn’t make sense-

-(p. 313) “Curlfeather must be heartbroken that Frostpaw followed her to StarClan so soon.” Ahaha yeah about that-

-(p. 319) OH GAWSH ITS A FULL SCALE MUTINY

-(p. 321) how dare you make it seem like Shadowsight’s gonna be important when he’s not :(

-(p. 322) YESSS SLAYYY PUDDLESHINE

-(p. 334) OH MY GOODNESS WE’VE FINALLY DONE IT WE’VE FINALLY GOT AN EVIL MEDICINE CAT even if Podlight isn’t technically a medicine cat but shhhh

-(p. 338) UH YOU CANT JUST END A BOOK LIKE THAT ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW??? NOW I HAVE TO WAIT LIKE SIX MONTHS A G A I N ? ?

#is it obvious yet that Shadowsight is my favorite #live Moonzie reaction #warriors #thunder spoilers #Frostpaw warriors #sunbeam warriors #Nightheart warriors #shadowsight warriors #Puddleshine warriors #berryheart warriors #Curlfeather warriors #splashtail warriors #icewing warriors #Podlight warriors

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Heavy to Hold - Chapter 15

Jealousy

Pairing: Astarion x enby!tav Status: in progress Rating: Explicit (18+ only) Genre: angst/comfort | slow burn Alternating second-person POV Contains spoilers for the whole game basically TW: it's an astarion fic: descriptions of trauma, abuse, sexual violence, etc. | smut | full tag list on AO3 Read from the beginning: AO3 | Tumblr Listen to the Playlist

You were leaning against the wall by the door while Shadowheart knelt and attempted to meditate. Karlach’s discomfort was interrupting her efforts, as well as distracting you from listening in on what was happening in the closed chamber. It had been silent for a while. It made you uneasy, not knowing what was going on.

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“Ahhh, the smell of debauchery in the air.” You threw your arms wide with a dramatic flourish as you took in the scene of the goblin camp. The air was thick with with the smell of blood, no doubt belonging to some unfortunate captives.

“It’s not quite a hells party but it is certainly something.” Karlach muttered, stepping carefully around a mysterious pile of…..well, something, that was lying on the floor.

“Don’t tell me this is your kind of party, Astarion?” Shadowheart questioned with a bemused smirk.

“Well….it does lack a certain glamour.” You frowned as you noticed that the same substance was coating most of the floor around you. “But a handful of drunken Baldurian Patriars wouldn’t be too out of place here.”

Environments like these were easy hunting grounds for vampires. People coming in and out, more entrances that could be watched, an abundance of noise and booze, and dim candlelight. You were always pleased when you stumbled upon such as scene, as you were practically guaranteed to find a victim to take back to Cazador with almost no effort required, meaning you could actually spend your time enjoying the party.

Sadly, this goblin soiree did not seem to be the kind of gathering that would have a selection of wines that met your standards.

Shadowheart was about to respond to you with a snide comment, but a blood-curdling scream rose over the cacophony of the grand hall, setting your group on alert.

“Is someone being tortured?” Karlach looked around, trying to find where the noise had come from. She changed off, leaving the other three of you to scurry after her.

When you caught up with her, she was peeking into an open doorway.

“Shhhh….there’s some kind of torture chamber in here.” She whispered as the group huddled in the shadows. “We have to rescue whoever they have in here, they may have seen our druid.”

Just then, a young human stumbled out of the room with a dazed look on his face.

“Karlach, I don’t think it’s—” Tav tried to interject as Karlach grabbed the man by the collar.

“What? Is this part of it? I thought it was over once I said pumpernickle?” The man protested.

“Now now, if you want a turn, all you have to do is ask.” A slender man wearing a dramatic collared outfit was standing in the doorway. His body was covered in scars of all sizes, as well as fresh blood.

Karlach released her hold on the man and turned to the man in the doorway.

“Are you more faithful who have come to beg penance from the Maiden of Pain?”

“Maiden of Pain….” Shadowheart folded her arms as she examined the man. “Are you a Loviatan?”

“Ahh, you know her? Splendid! That does save me my usual explanation.” He sighed and shook his head. “I was asked here to help assist these goblins with their techniques, but they do not seem to grasp the complexity of Loviatar’s rituals.”

“With what techniques?” You asked. Between the blood, the table full of strange instruments, and the shackles on the wall, you had a feeling you knew.

“Torture.” Shadowheart said flatly. “Loviatar only answers prayers offered to her in blood.”

“Torture is such an ugly word for it.” The man waved his hand dismissively. “Loviatar is the goddess of pain, in all of its exquisite forms. She may not particularly care if her penance is doled out to….reluctant…worshippers, but in my experience as a priest, I’ve found that the most beautiful prayers come from the lips of those who truly enjoy their penance.” The priest smirked as he pressed a hand to his chest and gave small bow for dramatic effect. “My name is Abdirak. I haven’t seen many non-goblins during my time here. You are a welcome respite from their primitive approach to pain.”

“I’m sorry, are we ranking types of pain now?” Karlach frowned in displeasure.

“Oh, now that sounds like fun.” You looked over the priest again. His striking eyes shone in the darkness as the candlelight danced over his scarred skin. His priest robes combined a loose flowing skirt with an angular, pointed collar, leaving his chest exposed. You watched his lean muscles tense and relax as he shifted his weight from side to side.

You had received your fair share of harsh treatment in your time with Cazador, though it was usually at the hands—well, finger bones—of Cazador’s enchanted skeleton “kennel keeper,” Godey. Cazador also had his own private torture chamber in the attic, which is where you would end up if you did something especially egregious, or if he was bored that day. Regardless, it was always a miserable experience, intended to make you more complacent.

That treatment was of course not reserved for just you—your siblings were also subject to the same cruelties. As your numbers grew over the years, Godey sometimes struggled to keep up with all of you, which is when he had suggested to Cazador that you would have to learn how to torture yourselves if more than two of you needed to be punished at a time. Cazador of course loved the idea, and had soon introduced both compelled self-torture and torture of your fellow spawn as common activities.

After a few decades, you had become quite good at it. Worse, you had started to enjoy it. As one of the older spawn, you had frequent opportunities to “discipline” your younger siblings as they learned Cazador’s rules. You had figured out what made each of them most uncomfortable through trial and error, but it got to the point where “Perhaps I should get Astarion to take you to the kennel” was a feared enough sentence that they would volunteer to torture themselves instead. Pity, as that did take away one of your only hobbies.

As for your “self-torture,” you learned quickly that it was in your best interest to find something that looked enough like torture and really play up your performance so that Cazador wouldn’t compel you to do something worse. Chaining yourself up under a chandelier and having the candles slowly melt onto you was one of your favorites; just painful enough to count, and drawn out over a few days so you got some rest. Going without meals was the harder part, not that you were terribly upset at skipping a few days of rat. Your siblings hated that you got away with it, but you performed your screams and agony so well that Cazador allowed it to go on.

“How refreshing it is to be in the company of those who understand the value of Loviatar’s Love.” Abdirak sighed. “I must admit, it has been too long since I offered a proper penance of my own. There’s a shortage qualified individuals around here, and I’ve always found that penance is more effective under proper supervision.” He had a mischievous smirk on his face as he spoke.

And then you noticed that he was eyeing Tav.

“Tell me, if one of us helped you with this…penance.” Shadowheart questioned. “Would you be willing to tell us more about the cultists here?”

“Oh, I do love a good torture for information.” You offered. It had been a while since you had made anyone scream slowly, and all the better if it meant Tav wouldn’t be involved. You couldn’t imagine them being comfortable doing something like that.

“An intriguing offer.” Abdirak placed his hand on his chin thoughtfully. “I think if I were able to give and receive penance, I would have some time left over to discuss the cult.”

“And just who do you think needs to receive penance?” You were infinitely less interested in being on the receiving end of any punishment, no matter how handsome he was. Still, you had gotten quite used to pain, and could probably endure whatever it was easier than the others.

“I believe I could handle both roles.” Tav offered. You turned to look at them, but Abdirak was already leading them into his chambers.

“Now wait just a moment.” You protested. “What exactly are you going to be doing with them?”

“That will be up to the Maiden of Pain to decide.” The priest smirked at you as he closed the door in your face.

“I don’t get it.” Karlach was pacing anxiously up and down the hallway. “Why would Tav volunteer to be tortured?

And then you heard the distinct crack of a whip. A moan followed, but you couldn’t tell whose.

Another crack, followed by another moan, louder this time. It was Abdirak’s voice. You breathed a sigh of relief.

You tried to imagine what Tav would look like wielding a whip. It seemed so…unlike them. They were far better suited to instruments and delicate rapiers, moving with grace and control, their fingers crackling with magic that reflected in their eyes like sparks. A whip was so much more….brutal. Tav was radiance and energy, not ripping and tearing. They almost never drew blood on the battlefield. After all, that was your job.

You heard Abdirak begging for mercy, pleading that he could take no more. It was followed by another crack of the whip.

Perhaps there was more to Tav than you knew.

The chamber fell silent after that. You heard the muffled sounds of talking but couldn’t make out the words through the heavy wooden door.

“Um….what are you doing?” Shadowheart was looking up at you with a judgmental look on her face. You realized that you were leaning conspicuously towards the door. She knew full well that you were listening in, but she wanted the satisfaction of making you say it aloud.

“I’m trying to make sure our dearest leader isn’t being harmed.” You huffed.

“I think Tav can more than handle themselves.” She smirked. “Besides, that priest has information we need.”

“Yes but….”

“Maybe Tav can talk him into joining us.”

“Why the devil would they do a thing like that?”

“Oh, I don’t know. They seemed pretty keen to go and enjoy this penance. Perhaps they would want to make it a regular practice.” The look on her face told you that she knew about your late-night encounters with Tav. You weren’t sure what business it was of hers, much less why she would try to get under your skin about it like this.

You were trying to come up with a response when you heard another moan through the door.

It was the same sound you heard each time you fed, an intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure.

It was Tav.

You turned your attention back to the door, gesturing to Shadowheart and Karlach to keep quiet. You could hear Abdirak encouraging them to be louder.

And they obliged.

You froze, transfixed by the sound of their voice echoing off the stone walls of the chamber as their cries grew louder. Your mind raced, trying to decipher what he was doing to them for them to sound like that. In all your late-night imaginings, you never came close to how beautiful they sounded now, when they weren’t trying to muffle their sounds of pleasure.

It pained you that you weren’t the one making them sound like that. You thought about the marks you left on them each night and the pride you felt when you admired your handiwork. You thought about the knowing looks you got from Tav in front of the others every time they crossed their legs, being careful to keep the marks hidden—a look that seemed to say “This is just between us.”

You couldn’t help but feel possessive about them, given everything that had happened between the two of you. From the moment you first met them on the beach and saw the bruises on their neck, you never wanted anyone to leave a mark on them except you. The way they gave themselves to you each night to sate your hunger only made those feelings stronger.

And now someone else was touching them, doing gods know what to make them scream in ecstasy, making them bleed.

Your stomach turned as a terrible thought crossed your mind. Were they only allowing you to drink from them because they got off on pain? Did they care about you at all?

The sounds they were making made it clear that they were enjoying their penance. You felt disgusted with yourself, thinking that Tav may have just been using you physically.

You heard Abdirak praising them for their screams, asking them to let go and submit to the pain. Their moans intensified, the sound intertwining with the snap of leather on skin.

“Astarion!”

Your eyes widened as Tav screamed your name between moans of pleasure. They sounded like they had come completely undone.

You sincerely hoped that Shadowheart and Karlach hadn’t heard any of it, but the bemused expression on Shadowheart’s face suggested that you weren’t that lucky.

You stood there in silence, unsure of what to do next. The sounds in the room had lowered back to quiet murmurs. Shadowheart was barely containing her glee at your discomfort. Karlach looked like she was ready to break down the door.

“Should we um…..Should we just go get them?” Your question was met with a shoulder shrug and an enthusiastic nod from your companions. You steeled yourself and opened the door.

“Oh, Astarion!” Tav turned to look at you as you entered the room. They were stripped to their undergarments, seated in Abdirak’s lap as he stroked their hair. He was similarly undressed. You wanted to scream, but managed to restrain it to a pained grunt. “Did you need something?”

“Perhaps your companions are ready to go rescue your druid from the dungeon?” The priest questioned. It seemed that Tav had managed to get the information you needed.

You looked around the room, taking in the scene. The whip you heard earlier had been carefully wrapped up and placed on the table along with a quite frankly astonishing array of equipment. You had trouble believing that the sounds you heard were solely the result of the riding crop that was lying on the floor near them given all the options that were at hand. You were relieved that none of it seemed to have Tav’s blood on it. You were less relieved that Tav didn’t seem to be in any kind of hurry to get out of Abdirak’s lap.

“Yes, well, we do need to be seeing to that druid.” You huffed, folding your arms impatiently.

“Have you sufficiently internalized your penance, dear one?” Abdirak asked Tav. There was a softness in his eyes and movements that made your chest tighten. Nothing about how he was interacting with Tav now suggested that either of them had been penitent in the slightest. They looked….loving. Comfortable. Safe.

You didn’t understand why anyone would cling to someone who had just harmed them, even if the experience was pleasurable for them. You knew first hand that pain could be pleasurable, but you understood that as something your body did to protect you, turning something excruciating into pleasure for your own sake. To seek it out voluntarily—and to respond with such gentleness to the person who hurt you—was so far removed from your own experiences. You had always been left alone to tend your own wounds and nurse your hatred of those who had wronged you, just as you had done to your siblings when it was your turn to inflict pain.

Why would they want to stay with someone who hurt them?

Why did they call my name if they are so comfortable with him?

Tav slowly stood and offered a hand to Abdirak. He stood and gave their hand a gracious kiss before releasing it from his. Tav was practically glowing as they walked towards you.

“All done?” You tried to speak without making your feelings obvious, but the hurt was there.

“Yep!” They grabbed their clothes from a nearby stool and began dressing. “Though from what Abdirak told me, we’re pretty much going to have to kill everyone in here to get the druid out.”

“Pity. Shall we start our cleanup in here then?” You said flatly. Tav giggled, assuming you were making a joke.

“I’ll be out of your way by the time you reach the dungeon.” The priest began dressing as well, though his outfit didn’t cover the fresh welts on his back.

Tav threw their arms around his shoulders. “Take care, Abdirak.”

“You as well. If I’m ever in Baldur’s Gate, I’ll be sure to pay you a visit at the temple of Sharess.”

You raised an eyebrow. You had trouble believing that they would have told him about the brothel, considering how secretive they were about their work.

“Ready?” Tav asked. You had a million questions running through your mind.

Why are you being so nice to him? What did he do to you? Can I kill him? Did you tell him about Sharess’ Caress or does he think you work at an actual temple? Why did you scream my name when it was him touching you? What do you want from me?

“Of course. Let’s go spill some blood.”

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honestlyitsjustsam · 2 years

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I hope you don’t mind me asking but what is your head cannon on wake-up times for the protocol? Like who’s an early bird and who has to be drug out of bed at noon? Love seeing your little headcannons and ideas in the Val tag!

oh i dont mind!! and im glad you like seeing my posts :3 sometimes i feel like i spam them too much asdfgasdfasdfg

GOD ITS LONGER THAN I IMAGINED IM SORRY

okay so i believe Skye and Sova would def be early birds, the type of birds who also would go for a morning run together and talk about healthy life style... yuck crazy people

Chamber would be up early and would make sure he gets enough sleep and does his morning beauty routine or else he has eyebags and he will eliminate anyone who mentions them...slowly

Brimstone may be up early as well because he likes to meet the agents and its funny for him to see them all sleepy and messy asdfghj then they wake up fr and he makes them waffles and pancakes (mostly for Kj but shhhh)

Astra would be up early as well, she likes the quiet time before every agent is up so she can focus on her yoga and mindful exercises. oh and also she looves watching morning shows on TV which are all about gossip, she loves making fun of the concept and the people in it

Sage def is an early bird as well, i imagine she would wake up and after her meditation and a shower, def would make tea for herself and be tranquil with the day

Breach seems like the type to wake up whenever he pleases, like if he had a fun night and went to bed late he will wake up around afternoon but for a change, if he went to bed early he might wake up at noon, dont think he would be up early usually unless its Sova’s turn to make breakfast i feel the same for Reyna tbh, her waking up routines change whenever she wants to

i dont think Cypher and Viper would sleep..like at all. insomnia is a terrible thing and they both have inner demons which keep them up late at night. so until they cant function properly, they dont sleep which causes them to be up in the morning when everyone is just up. they might think these two are early but in reality they didnt even go to bed yet.

i think kj would sleep at late but wakes up early, she is the type of a person who is content with 4-6 hours of sleep. like it doesnt bother her, she may feel fatigue due to her late night hardworks but that tiredness isnt about the lack of sleep she gets.

raze on the otherhand would again work hard until midnight but sleep until midday as well to a point where kj would need to bring her breakfast because she missed it..My girl isn't sleep deprived; she simply enjoys sleeping.

Neon would be up early as well, but only because she doesn't sleep late; she sleeps at 10pm and wakes up at 9am. She also enjoys running and prefers to do it alone, so since Skye and Sova would be up at 6am, 9am is an ideal time for her.

even tho kayo is powerful, i believe kj would make a charging pod for him asdfghjsdfg like he wouldnt need to sleep but he needs his radianite core to be recharged so he would plug himself in and rest

i believe omen however does not need to sleep, like ever. he doesnt get tire because he doesnt have flesh or a nerve system so he really doesnt need to do anything at night but knit. omens existence is a little bit confusing to me but i see his body as a idk some sort of unstable material plus shade ig idk idk (but he never says no to bigspoon Cy and wake up next to him...)

i think Phoenix might wake up early as well because he looks like he enjoys life and wants to be alive truly, his job is to go and get his gf first because jett tends to be lazy in the mornings and if you dont wake her up she might go and sleep the whole day. so a kiss on the lips is enough for her to wake her up, then they go and visit their bf

yoru has to be the one Phoenix and Jett drug out of the bed, i always thought the dimentional drift to tire him so whenever he has fatigue he just dozes off and wakes up like 20 hours later, his lovers are worried for him :(

fade is a laaazy person, she wakes up late and whenever she wants BUT on sundays she has to be up early because hey sunday breakfast!! a sacred tradition for generations and then she will probably bother Cypher and wont leave him until he eats his breakfast

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I’ll be honest about this one time when I was relapsing a couple years ago xD I was walking in Southside and this crackhead guy came up to me. He actually seemed nice and I asked him if he partied. He said yeah so I said “cool do you have a pipe?” Of course he said “yeah I have all of that, let’s walk to my hotel room.” Then he turned to me and fucking said “Drake sent me. I found you.” I was like “haha, OK OK. Let’s just get high.” And we walked to his hotel room. He was weird, but he really was a nice guy. Just weird. But in a nice way. When we got to the hotel room I told him that I wanted to sit on the floor to do my hits he was sharing with me. So he sat across from me and closed his eyes like he was meditating and said “yes…this is very spiritual.” And from there in, we were passing the pipe back and forth doing hits while sitting cross legged on the floor across from each other. He kept saying “Shhhh. Just smoke.” Man, he was one of my favorite crackheads I’ve ever chilled with xD

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phoenixyfriend · 2 years

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who cries when someone dies in a movie Ahsoka cries because she's been allowed to have emotions way more than Rex has, but she encourages him to cry and keeps trying to find Sad Movies that will give them both the kind of really good crying jag that leaves you feeling reborn.

who wears the ugly holiday garb Rex! Ahsoka has holidays with the Jedi, but those don't involve much in the way of novelty clothes, and her important events for Togruta stuff have traditional outfits or activities that require practical clothing. Meanwhile, Rex is taking FULL advantage of having a salary and free reign to wear whatever the hell he wants postwar (yes we are assuming a no-66 ending shhhh)

who pays for the meals At first Ahsoka, then Rex for a bit, and then they start trading off.

who slams the oven door and who plays the trombone Ahsoka slams the door and Rex plays the trombone while Cody and Obi-Wan aren't home. (Anakin is an enabler and has the camcorder.)

who brings home stray animals A Jedi must be a friend to all things in the Force, Rex. Help me bathe this feral tooka that followed me home.

who leaves the bathroom door open Rex. I think growing up in a military environment like his led to both low privacy and "just shout through the open door when you run out of toilet paper" type situations.

who tells the 'dad jokes' They both do, mostly to see Anakin cringe.

who wants kids more Oh, definitely Rex. Kids haven't ever really been on Ahsoka's radar other than getting a padawan some day, but Rex grew up with the biggest possible family, and having kids is something that I imagine he feels strongly about.

who travels more Hmmmm Ahsoka, barely. They do most of their traveling together, but sometimes she gets called away to do a thing by the Force.

who spends more cash Rex. I think most of Ahsoka's money goes back into the Temple in a collective account that all the Jedi share, and she values traveling light; even after the war is over, a lot of her more necessary personal belongings come from collective Jedi storage, sometimes via requisition, so most of her cash use is just for hobbies or on missions. Meanwhile, Rex's life is now a lot less structured, and with the option of getting things from places that are not military installations, food that isn't from rations, and so on, and as a result he uses money more than she does, because he's shifted into a lifestyle where requisitions and collective ownership aren't a thing he fits into anymore.

who buys the things in infomercials Ahsoka, ironically. She wants to see if they actually do The Thing.

who draws in the dust on their cars Ahsoka.

who starts the snowball fights Also Ahsoka! Rex is busy talking and just gets a snowball to the side of his head, and then it is Time To Do Battle.

who throws away the directions to things Ahsoka, because she can just intuit the right order of operations! The Force will provide! Rex pulls the SpaceIKEA instructions out of the trash because he grew up on reg manuals, and also Ahsoka did this two weeks ago and the Force didn't help then, either.

who puts up holiday decor Rex! Neither he nor Ahsoka really celebrate standard holidays--Rex didn't grow up with them, and Jedi holidays are mostly Contemplation And Meditation things--but they both like bright colors, and Rex in particular likes being able to PERSONALIZE like this. Ahsoka likes to watch how happy it makes him to pick and place his decorations.

who is more likely to forget to bathe Hmmm I want to say Ahsoka.

who gets more obsessed about things Ahsoka's got more ADHD vibes so probably her.

who sings in the shower more often That one's Rex!

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