Tumgik
#snail: she’s talking about her wife
somber-sapphic · 9 months
Text
Snowy Night
Tumblr media
〖Notes: I've been up for too long, I know my formatting is bad, I'll do it in the morning <;3〗
〖Summary: You and Wanda end up stuck in a hotel after a mission.〗
〖Word Count: 1133〗
〖Pairing: Wanda x Sick Reader〗
☾Masterlists☽
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
“Hanging in there?” Wanda asked gently, looking at you in the passenger's seat. You didn’t lift your head from the glass, relishing the reprieve from the fever-fueled heat ravaging your body. 
“I’m fine baby, just a little sore from the mission.” That was a reasonable excuse, you’d gotten pretty beat up and tomorrow you were sure to see a tapestry of bruises adorning your skin. 
Wanda had received a small cut above her forehead and roughly the same bruises that you did. She’d still volunteered to take the first driving shift as it was obvious that you were in rough shape. 
You’d done a pretty good job at hiding the illness before the mission, but now that it was over you were too tired to wear the appropriate mask. 
“Are you sure that's all it is? You’re fogging up the window over there.” She teased, tossing you a worried smile. You shrugged in response, your throat hurt too much for more talking. 
“How about I find a hotel for tonight?” The witch reached over and rested a hand on your thigh, squeezing it gently in reassurance. She only wanted to help, but you were refusing to let her. 
“We can’t Wan, we might be followed.” You knew that your words weren’t quite making enough sense, but she got the gist of what you meant. 
“We weren’t followed, you know that. You keep checking and there isn’t anything suspicious, right?” You turned from your comfortable spot on the window and raised an eyebrow, glaring at her a little. 
“That’s what I thought. Take a nap sweet girl, I’ll wake you up when we get there.” She said softly, her words lacking the frustration you expected. Tears welled up in your eyes and you dropped your head loudly against the window, relishing the pain it provided. Controlling your pain was good. 
“I know Y/n, but I need you not to do that. We’re going to get you in bed soon.” You didn’t want a hotel, you wanted your bed. You wanted your blanket and your pillows and the stuffed cat that you hid from everyone except Wanda. 
It was the only thing you had left from your childhood. It had helped you through an unnecessary amount of trauma and you refused to get rid of it no matter what happened. You’d had to sew up a few holes and the thing was faded beyond repair, but it was yours and you still loved it. 
“Close your eyes. Want me to turn the heat off?” She asked, noticing your fever-flushed cheeks. You were clearly too hot, but you shook your head, not wanting to bother her. It was freezing out and the snow was making the drive almost impossible. She had slowed down to a snail's pace, following the example of the other cars on the highway. 
“Talk to me, love. What’s going on in there?” 
“Just leave me alone Wanda. I’m fine.” You grumbled, turning your body away from her as much as you could. You didn’t want to make her unhappy, but you were tired and grouchy and you just wanted her to stop trying to fix it.
“Alright, just let me know when you’re ready.” She said warmly, her voice only filled with kindness. You hated how much you loved her. You hated how much she loved you. You didn’t feel good. 
Without much thought you found yourself closing your eyes, the lull of exhaustion washing over you. When you opened them again you found yourself being shaken awake by your concerned wife. 
“I’ve got us a room and this place isn’t creepy at all. The woman at the front desk is super sweet and she’s already got you some Advil and a thermometer.” Wanda was stroking your cheek with soft fingers, anxiety bright in her beautiful hazel-green orbs. 
“Not mad?” You mumbled, stifling a cough into a slightly raised fist. 
“Never. Come on angel,” She lifted you carefully out of the car, your boots crunching in the layer of snow. It took a few steps forward and you slipped on a patch of ice. You grabbed onto Wanda for support and she wrapped an arm around your waist to support you. 
When you entered the hotel covered in snow, the woman at the front desk gave you an apologetic smile. 
“Come on you two, I’ve got a nice room for you.” She said warmly. The woman was clearly a mother, she was completely willing to take care of an absolute stranger, no questions asked.
She led you to the large room, not seeming to mind that you were tracking snow everywhere. 
“Thank you so much, Annie, this means the world,” Wanda said, rubbing your arm gently to keep you awake. You were sort of falling asleep against her, blinking your eyes rapidly to make sure you didn’t pass out. You were still tired. 
“Of course sweetie, let me know if you need anything.” She smiled as Wanda closed the door, leaving the two of you alone in the warm room.
“Wanda…Wanda, I want to go home…” You whispered, allowing her to sit you down on the bed. She pulled your shirt off and replaced it with a dry one, doing the same thing with your pants. 
“Tony’s coming to get us, he should be here in the morning, okay?” She soothed, running her fingers through your hair. A sob caught in your throat and you blinked away tears, biting your lip hard to stop them from falling. 
“Oh angel, hey, hey come here. Oh Y/n/n, it’s all going to be okay.” Wanda pulled you into her arms, but you resisted, pushing against her chest. You didn’t deserve her love. You’d never deserved it. She was too good for you. You could never be good enough. 
“What happened? What’s wrong?” She asked, suddenly panicking. She touched your knee and you curled away, tears racing down your flushed cheeks. 
“Talk to me,” The woman pleaded, giving up on the physical affection piece. You didn’t want it and she didn’t want to make you more uncomfortable. 
“I yelled at you! Why don’t you hate me? Wanda I–why?” 
“Shh, shh no, no none of that. How could I hate you? You’re tired and sick and sad. You didn’t do anything wrong, not at all.” She crooned, going incredibly gentle. A miserable sob escaped your lips and you tucked your head into her shoulder, giving up. 
She pulled you into her lap, rubbing your back as you cried. 
“I've got you pretty girl. It’s all okay.” You felt yourself relaxing in her arms as she talked softly to you, not really hearing any of her words. She was holding you tight, the pressure of the hug making you feel just a tiny bit better. 
460 notes · View notes
sjswrites · 8 months
Text
Stupid Leaf
Summary: Florence has made a new friend! (based off of an old IG post from Flo)
Warnings: Just sweetness and fluff!
“Baaaaby!” Florence shouted from the backyard. My shoulder leaned against the doorway as I adjusted my robe for the neighbors’ sake with one hand and held my coffee in the other.
“Yes darling?” The blonde looked me over my shoulder.
“Come here! Come meet my new friend.” The pure innocence and joy on her face was more than enough motivation to push off the wall and join her outside. It had to be another snail. Florence adored snails more than anything in the world. Well, besides me. ;) With closer inspection, Florence instead had a leaf on her finger. That was until it slowly moved and it became clear that the leaf was actually a little butterfly.
“Y/n, this is Gerald. Gerald, this my girlfriend, Y/n”
“Hello, Gerald. So you’re the one keeping my girlfriend from me, huh?” My hands drifted around her waist possessively while mean-mugging the stupid leaf. It quickly washed away with one glance at my beautiful girlfriend.
Her gaze was unmoved from Gerald as she gushed over him. “I saved him and now he doesn’t want me to leave me.” Her body melted further into as she only fell more in love with the bug, giving him looks that she would give to me. “Isn’t he beautiful?”
It was nice to finally see it in real time. I only saw her glance from either photos of us or head on. If I’m being honest, I still missed it when she looked at me directly because my head was off thinking about how perfect she is. My darling. My Earth angel. My girlfriend. My future wife.
“Love, do you think I may have shocked him or do you think he’s in love with my finger?” She asked, completely enchanted by him.
That was short-lived as I snapped. “Hey!” She jumped. “Those are my fingers. I need them.” Gerald fluttered in the air while Florence’s fist came swinging at my arm. “Ow.” He carefully came back down and landed on the tip of her nose.
Now wide-eyed and crossed-eyed, she was inseparable from him. “I was about to be really mad at you.” She whispered. “But all is forgiven.” I whipped out my phone and started snapping some pictures while Florence made some silly faces.
“You’re so adorable, my darling.” She giggled as she walked around with Gerald. “I’ll be inside if you need, okay?”
“Yup.” She wandered off, completely unphased by my absence as I chuckled to myself.
“And here I was worried about other actors stealing her from me.” I mumbled into my mug.
With some hot breakfast off the stove, I began washing dishes as Florence danced around with Gerald still on her nose and talking nonsense with him. “She’s too good for this world.” I stepped away to put the dishes away until… “Baaabe!”
I giggled to myself as I closed the cabinets and prepared for the show. The door swung open and a pouty face with crocodile tears appeared in the doorway. “Aww, qué pasó, mi amor?” She trudged over as I welcomed her with open arms. She started crying on my shoulder as I rubbed her back.
“He flew away!” I did my best to stifle my laughter but a few giggles slipped out. She pulled away and punched my arm. “Don’t laugh at me!”
“I’m so sorry, angel.” I tucked her back in to hide my smile. “He’ll come back.”
Her head poked out from my arms. “You really think so?” She asked as I cupped her dampened cheeks.
“I know so.” I kissed her forehead while wiping away stray tears. “Maybe he went to eat. I think you should eat too.”
“Okay!” She replied with a brand new chipper attitude.
“Mama!” The little girl shouted from the backyard. My shoulder leaned against the doorway as I adjusted my hoodie with one hand and held my coffee in the other.
“Yes princess?” Her head and my wife’s head whipped over to me. My daughter flashed a big, toothy grin as I headed over.
“I made a new friend!” She raised her finger with a familiar leaf.
“Wow.” I crouched next to her. “They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” She nodded excitedly. I turned my attention to the stupid leaf. “Gerald,” Eyebrow furrowed and eyes narrowed. “I see you’ve returned for my daughter.”
Although the leaf didn’t have a response, my wife did as a sharp pain flew across the back of my head. I sucked air through my teeth as my hands tried to soothe the pain.
“Hehe. Gerald.” My daughter giggled as she skipped off, giving the leaf a tour of the backyard. I stood up and was engulfed by Florence.
“See. I told you he’d come back.” I looked down at her. Her soft hand cradled my face before pulling me in for a kiss. She slowly pulled away as I whined. She shut me up with a quick peck.
“I love you, darling.” I mumbled into her lips as I squeezed her body.
“I love you too, love.”
“Mama! Mummy!” Our attention refocused on the little girl. “Look!” She giggled as Gerald had found a new home on the center of her face. “Gerald likes my nose.”
“She’s truly your child.” I whispered in her ear before pecking her cheek. Florence gave me a proud mum smile before heading over to take pictures. “Oh, God. I hope he doesn’t fly away.”
236 notes · View notes
redguns · 7 months
Text
Armored Core 6 main cast thoughts. spoilers for all endings
btw. categorizing endings by number rather than if they're "good" or bad" because i think thats stupid. if you categorize them like that you're a fool! Coral take you!
Starting off with Handler Walter. Went into the game not trusting him at all. Whenever he said anything I always thought "Yeah, okay, whatever Walter. in that kind of mocking tone but that changed quicker than i thought once i realized there was a genuine care in his voice and started putting the pieces together for his end-goal. The second ending is genuinely heartbreaking. He really meant every word he said to you. And I adore him for it. View him like a father now
Moving on, Ayre. My beautiful coral anomaly wife.. her kinder and more supportive demeanor immediately sold me, of course, but it was her efforts to actually get me to care about Rubicon as a planet and it's people that really hit. It's special. It's tasteful. It feels great. And it hurts all the more in the first ending when I have to discard all of that. It sucked so much. I was on the verge of tears throughout the whole final boss of the first ending. Worst break-up of my life. Girl I love you so much
Up next, speaking of love, is "Cinder" Carla, who I fell in love with like, 2 lines in? Very attractive voice and then an incredible personality to go with it. Probably the most fun character in the game by design and it goes a long way. She's like a role model to me. I want to be her and I want to date her at the same time. She's just like me Fr. I want to kiss her
transitioning from that to V.IV- SIKE IT'S "CHATTY" STICK TIME Phenomenal. Absolutely incredible performance. Absolutely sells the no emotion AI aspect without being too overbearing. Armored core as a series has always had a high standard for AI characters, and chatty is absolutely at the top of the pile for me along with Chief from V... I love him so much... The strongest little soldier...
Up next, for real now, is V.IV Rusty. What a strong first impression. It was always his line that stuck with me from the trailer. Ready to climb over the wall? They nailed the "rival pilot who's just like you but in another faction" to a degree I haven't seen in decades. A genuine brother in arms. My best buddy in the world. Every time he showed up in the game he just did the coolest fucking thing in the world. Slides right under the door as its opening. Crackshot sniper nailing insane headshots. And then he gets the coolest fights in the game against you. BOTH OF THEM!! HE'S SO COOL!!! HE'S HIM!!!!!! I WAS SO HAPPY IN THE SECOND ENDING ROUTE TO FIGHT ALONGSIDE HIM!!!! THATS MY BROTHER!!!!!! THATS MY BUDDY!!!!!!!!!
..Ahem, moving on then. V.II Snail. Yes. Another motherfucker they nailed perfectly. From the first SECOND you hear his voice you hate him. The fact his head's up his own ass. The fact you keep learning over and over throughout the game that he's SUCH a piece of shit. The fact there is nothing he wouldn't do to stay on top. Despicable little man. Absolutely brilliant antagonist.
And now, finally, the last main character to talk about is G5 Iguazu. Where to begin with this guy... Right from the get go you understand the kind of character he is. All bark, no bite. Every now and then you run into him, you kick his ass, he whines and seemingly gets away. It's interesting, then, that in the second playthrough, already, he shows up more. He sends an assassin after you. And that's that. Nothing until route 3, where it all finally comes together. How he keeps coming back. The ringing in his ears. His hatred and envy of you so strong he gives up his entire body just for a chance to beat you. He's fascinating to me. For whatever reason, his final words stick to me like glue. How he sees you, despite everything. A relic, yes, but one who's free. He wanted those wings, too. I've really come to love him, and what an annoying brat he is. That's his entire charm. He is welcome to the pantheon of Real Haters
there. that covers all the main players. that ended up being longer than i expected. thank you if you humored reading through all of that! i dont usually do these kinds of posts cause i go on for too long!
but this shit mean something to me man
124 notes · View notes
ramblingoak · 1 year
Text
The Cardinal’s Bride, Chapter 1: Heading West
~ A Romantic Adventure in the Old West: After being forced into a marriage with Mr. Saltarian by your father you are sent west to his estate in Nevada.  Along the way you end up meeting one of the cowboys you have always fantasized about... ~
~~ Please visit The Outlaw Brides Masterpost for later chapters and to read more stories from this world ~~
Thank you to @tasty-ribz for the wanted poster!  For some more amazing fanart check out: @meowsaidmissy (1 / 2), @snail-shell2335  here, @vahvco here, @ghulehgwen here, @rabidghoul here, @nocterish here, @enjoy-my-swearing​ here, @blacktie-whitenoise (1 /2), @z-xmyers (1/2/3/4), @foxybouquet here, _simpera_ on instagram and valkyrieinpink on twitter.  Also a huge thank you to @kissingghouls for all her help and emotional support.
Cardinal Copia x Female Reader ~ slow burn romance, adventure, violence, nsfw, 18+ only mdni, 2k words ~
Tumblr media
He could remember the heat of the flames against his skin…the shouting…the screaming. 
He could remember everyone scrambling to escape…crying for their friends and loved ones.
He could remember seeing people for the last time…not knowing if they died from a bullet or the fire.
He could remember his face…watching from the edge of town…smiling…proud of himself.
He remembered these things every day…they ate away at him like a disease.
But most of all he remembered how much he hated him.
And how good it would feel to get his revenge.
~~~  ~~~  ~~~  ~~~  ~~~  ~~~  ~~~
“You will marry Mr. Saltarian and that is the final word on the matter.”
Your father’s voice echoed in your head as you looked forlornly out the stagecoach window.  Miles and miles of dry land had passed you by.  No longer were you surrounded by the fertile fields of your home, Missouri was far away at this point.  You were getting closer and closer to your fate.  Closer and closer to a man you had never met but would soon be calling your husband.
The comments about “dear Mr. Saltarian" started a few months ago.  You heard about how wise and handsome he was.  How he had a large estate in Nevada that was beautiful, but needed a woman’s touch.  That his job as a bank owner afforded him every luxury one could imagine.
But mostly how Mr. Saltarian needed a wife and how it was going to be you.
You had chosen not to comment on any attempts your parents made to talk about the man.  There wasn’t a point anyway, you had been told for years now that they were looking for a good match for you.  You couldn’t live with your parents forever and you didn’t want to, but why couldn’t you find someone that you loved?  Why did it have to be this man, miles and miles away from the only home you had ever known?
According to the whispers you had overheard from your father’s butler and a few of the cooks it was because of money.  Apparently your father had gotten a loan years ago from Mr. Saltarian and had been unable to pay it off.  Now he either must sell his business and your home or find some other way to repay the man.
“Luckily for the boss his daughter is pretty and unwed, that’ll be payment enough won’t it?” 
You had turned and ran back down the corridor as their laughter echoed behind you.  Flinging herself into your mother’s arms you had begged her to talk your father out of it.  Begged her to let you stay and find someone you loved to marry and let you have a chance at being happy.  She had remained stiff and quiet in your arms for a few moments until you finally had stopped sobbing, little hiccups escaping you as you tried to control yourself.
“My daughter, most women do not have the luxury to choose who they marry.  You will learn to love Mr. Saltarian just like I learned to love your father.”  Your eyes searched her face, looking for any sign of remorse for what she was doing to you but it remained impassive and blank.
You had finally resigned yourself to your fate, to be unhappy and basically sold to a man you barely knew.  He hadn’t even come with the associates and stagecoach he had sent for you.  There were six men in total, two drivers and four others that looked more like thugs than bank employees.  You watched as they had loaded the few trunks of belongings you were allowed to bring.  They were dressed all in black and remained quiet throughout their preparations.  
When a few of them started to check their weapons over before you all left you couldn’t help but look scared.  You’d never seen so many guns in your life, the only gun you’d ever seen up close was a small revolver your father owned.  These men had revolvers at their hips and rifles in their hands.  One of them noticed your wide eyed stare and chuckled. “You’ll be thankful we have these if we run into any bandits on the road.” 
The man that seemed to be in charge walked over to your father and mother and started speaking to them in a low voice.  You didn’t hear everything he said but he mentioned having to watch for a particular group of bandits on the way to Nevada.  He mentioned that Mr. Saltarian was worried about the stagecoach being attacked and you possibly being kidnapped.  What have your parents gotten you involved with?
Even though you were scared you couldn’t help a small thrill from racing through you at the mention of bandits and even the possibility of being kidnapped.  As a refined, sophisticated young woman you were supposed to show interest in delicate activities such as knitting, embroidery or just sitting quietly and looking pretty.  But you had always loved stories of the lawless west.  Tales of cowboys and bandits filled your head when you sat prim and proper in church.  When you laid in bed at night you often imagined what it would be like running into a ruggedly handsome gunslinger.
You especially thought about this while you touched yourself.
As the guard spoke more it was apparent that there was one person in particular that Saltarian’s men were worried about: The Cardinal.  You had heard of him before, his exploits often made the newspaper headlines and you had seen his wanted poster in the window of a few local businesses.  There were usually a few of the other members of his gang nearby as well, the papers had taken to calling them Ghouls.  The sketches they made of the Ghouls were frightening, they looked almost demon-like with their faces hidden behind silver masks.
But the one of The Cardinal didn’t frighten you at all.  Even with many sketches showing him to have odd, discolored eyes.  A white eye that people speculated was given to him by the devil himself.  You weren’t ashamed to admit you thought him handsome.  He wore what looked like black kohl around his eyes, making them even more mesmerizing.  The posters showed other ways to identify him, he usually had a mustache and sideburns and he often wore a long dark red duster.
No one knew his real name, or that of any of his Ghouls.  The rumor was that he had grown up in a church (and a devil worshiping one at that) if you believed some of the gossip.  Some people said he was unhappy with his place in the church and had murdered most of the upper clergy.  Others said the nearby town had finally had enough of the evil church and burned it all down one night, with many of the members still inside.  Either way it was said The Cardinal was one of the few surviving members and that he rode through the western lands with his Ghouls committing evil acts in the name of Lucifer.
You shook your head and brushed your hands down the front of your traveling dress.  It was a dress your mother had made specifically for your trip.  She had chosen a fabric that was white and blue and to you completely impractical for traveling in the dusty west.  It had already gotten stained while you were able to stretch your legs during the short stops the guards had allowed.  You did like that it had pockets though and you snuck your hand into one to grip the folded piece of paper you had slipped in there.
While the dressmaker and your mother had been speaking you had drifted to the shop window and seen one of The Cardinal’s wanted posters.  You snuck a peak back at the two women and glanced briefly out to the street before pulling the poster off the window.  It seemed such a silly thing to do, but you figured if you were being forced to marry a boring bank owner like Mr. Saltarian you should allow yourself a small thrill.  Something to look at when lying alone in the dark in your new home.
Your daydreaming ended when you heard a commotion outside the stagecoach.  One of the two guards that sat across from you stuck their head out the window to speak with the drivers.  You saw the other two guards that were on horseback ride by quickly, the horses kicking dust up as they sped off.  The men had their guns out and the sunlight glinted off the metal.  Your heart started pounding in your chest, what was happening?
All at once both drivers started shouting and you could hear loud popping sounds out in the distance.  You rushed to look out the window but one of the guards shoved you back into your seat.  “Stay down!”  The man turned and looked out the window and you could easily see the fear on his face.  The popping sounds started again and were beginning to get closer.  One of the guards aimed their rifle out the window and started shooting.  You couldn’t help but yelp and throw your hands over your ears at the loud sound.
The stagecoach suddenly veered off to the left and the momentum flung you and the guards to the side.  You were able to grip the window while the guards ended up on the floor, their rifles falling from their hands.  You looked outside and your mouth fell open as you saw numerous figures on horseback in the distance, quickly gaining ground to the stagecoach.  You couldn’t tell how many there were through the dust in the air, but the guards with you were obviously outnumbered.  You didn’t even see the two that had been on horseback anymore.  
As the group got closer one rider broke away and quickly started gaining ground on you.  One of the drivers leaned out from his seat in the corner of your eye and you yelped when he started firing at the rider.  You watched as he leaned to the side and his horse quickly maneuvered out of the way.  He then pulled his own gun out and fired off a series of rounds towards where the drivers were sitting.
The man was focused on where he was shooting and didn’t seem to have noticed you, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.  He brought his horse closer to the side of the carriage and you saw the group of riders behind him split with half going around behind you and the other going closer to the front, getting closer and closer to the drivers.
Abruptly he turned his head and your mouth fell open at what you saw.  Two familiar mismatched eyes looked into your own.  The other features you saw were familiar to you as well, a mustache and sideburns.  Over his shoulders was a dusty dark red coat flapping in the air as he rode next to you.  You brought your eyes back to his and a sudden grin flashed over his face and he winked at you before pulling away and riding around the back with his other riders.
A hard grip on your arm shook you out of your trance and you were pulled back into the carriage as the guard reloaded his rifle.  The drivers were shouting again and you could just make out what they were saying over the commotion of hooves and gunfire.  It was something you didn’t need to hear though, you already knew who was out there.
“It’s The Cardinal!  He’s found us!”
~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~
Thank you for reading! I appreciate all of you so much, thank you for every like, reblog and comment <3
The Outlaw Brides Masterpost
My Fic Masterpost
My Archive of Our Own Page
Tumblr media
330 notes · View notes
hangmans-toothpick · 1 year
Text
Top Gun Characters as Shit my Friends/Familt have said
Mav: Am I an idiot?
Slider: Ice requires me to tell you no.
Slider:
Mav:
Slider: But Ice isn’t here, and you’re an idiot-
Slider: I used to be nice before I started working with you.
Ice:
Slider: What have you done to me? Look at me! I’m mean now! I don’t want to be mean, Tom!
Ice: I’m so old. *groans* Just put me in a retirement home, I’m done!
Slider, about Ice: He’s like Superman but instead of super strength and laser vision he has a crippling nicotine addiction and abandonment issues.
Hollywood: Oh!
Hollywood, shocked: Oh!!
Hollywood, sympathetic: Oh…
Wolfman: Do you have any other way you can say that syllable?
Goose: A lot of thought goes into being a whore.
Pheonix: They need to make vapes that look like vaginas.
Bob: Is the clit where you’d hit?
Phoenix: YES! exactly.
*Listening to audio porn*
Maverick: this is how I sound going up stairs.
*about Iceman*
Maverick: Yeah he has cancer! Could be worse
Slider: Could be worse? That’s like saying that my leg is broken, but it’s okay because I have another leg!
Phoenix: I don’t support treating people like cattle. But men are icky.
Ice: I don’t like you.
Mav: Why?
Ice: You make me do things that are gonna get you killed.
Cyclone: Efficiency! you just have to give up on everything.
Iceman: Man, I’m just shitfaced. I dunno what the hell happened.
*being side-eyed by an amish girl*
Mav: should i ask what her problem is?
Goose: No, she’s amish! She probably has enough problems as it is.
Rooster: I wanna be in the smufs movie so i can bone papa. I mean absolutely raw doggin’ it.
Maverick: 👁💧👄💧👁
Phoenix: I’m laughing my tampon out of my pussy!
*after Ice’s cancer surgery*
Slider: So… how’s your wednesday evening going? Nothing like a wednesday night at St. Mary’s Hospital.
Mav:
Mav: How do you think I’m doing, Ronald?
Iceman: I’m not a communist… but-
Rooster: That! That is not a mustache. That’s a fuzzy upper lip.
Payback: Being complimented by Dwane The Rock Johnson is an orgasm in itself.
Rooster: If I could fuck a drugstore, I would fuck rite aid.
Hollywood: I mean… who hasnt dressed up as a woman? I have!
Mav, in yoda voice: Mhmm… coming you are.
Ice:
Ice: nope. thats it. get outta the bed. You’re done.
Rooster: I’m trying to spread the fucking peanut butter with a spoon.
Phoenix: You’re giving califorian stoner vibes
Bob: Very californian stoner of you, Bradley.
Coyote: Do you wanna watch Fast and Furious 9?
Hangman: I haven’t seen the first one.
Coyote: I’m sure they’re all the same.
Hangman: Car go fast. Vin Diesel. That’s all you need to know.
Rooster: Do you think you two will hate each other when you get old?
Maverick: He already hates me.
Iceman: I don’t hate you, you just bug me.
*trying to do pilates with Hangman*
Rooster: You’re such a sadist! This isn’t fun sexy pain. This is just pain!
*explaining to baby Bradley how 2 dads have a baby*
Iceman: Well, you see, when a man and a man love each other very much… they find a woman
Maverick: *wheezing*
Iceman: A woman who cares just a little bit.
Payback: Just because I’m an athlete doesn’t mean I can’t feel
*talking about throat cancer survivor*
Iceman: I have three holes. all fuckable.
Bob: I wanted to be in the Navy before I saw the movie! The hot guys are just a bonus!
Rooster: I’m so excited to fuck harrison ford
hangman: *getting quieter as she goes* hell yeah talking about our problems since… nineteen… thirty…… seven
Hangman: he better fucking leave his wife for me, I swear to god.
Slider: help him! he’s being pegged! anal!
Phoenix: Is that a boob?
Bob: No! That’s Gary the Snail!
Hangman: I can’t even begin to tell you how attracted to that peacock i was
Cyclone: what do you wear to a poker game?
Fanboy: fancy clothes.
Cyclone:
Cyclone: what.
Cyclone: yall have broken my spirit.
Hangman: thats our job as students
Cyclone: no shit.
Maverick: back in my day-
Hangman: i love history class.
Maverick, to Slider: Only you can make a happy birthday card for someone else and have it still be a jab at me.
227 notes · View notes
shamelessboiledwater · 7 months
Text
Before the cages get lowered in lava Luigi ask to say something before dying and Bowser allows it thinking he was going to beg to be spared but instead Luigi goes on a rant about how wrong this wedding is starting with "you are down right disgusting for doing this to the princess!" Saying this shocks everyone even the other prisoners then continues before could speak "and not to mention the freaking wedding is only one side I mean you actually think will love you for all the pain and suffering your putting on her shoulders!?" He yelled making Bowser suddenly shut his mouth in amazement, for a moment of course 😉 "I mean even if the princess falls for you you already ruined it but 1 terrorizing her people 2 for hurting her land and 3 for forcing her to marry you! You literally made the wedding about your freaking self No lady or princess likes that, it's downright mean, disgusting and rude! YOU EVEN MADE THE DAMN CAKE MORE ABOUT YOU THEN BOTH OF YOU!!" He yelled out scaring everyone a little bit and he was now walking back and forth in his cage (who knew the little guy had it in him) "and finally you no good snail turtle for brains dog water breath of a king didn't think how she might fell about this if she really loved you! You would have let her in the wedding plans but nooooo it had to be all about you, you, you! You literally not once asked how she felt about any of this and thus is why you are always alone you giant angry turtle!" He said panting heavily before turning around and sitting in his cage everyone was in shock and Bowser was the only person staring at him now as everyone whispered to the person closest to them Luigi was half expecting Bowser to kill him right then and there as he was about to turn around "the wedding is being put on hold we are going back to the dark lands!" Bowser yelled then looked at Kamek "put that green scared a cat in a guest room this instant and do not question my order" he said walking off as the island started rising
Leaving the mushroom kingdom and later Luigi was taken to a room with the princess shocking both of them "you had a lot of courage saying that stuff to Bowser" Peach said as Luigi rubbed the back of his neck "you don't have to tell me twice" he said, they decided to talk about stuff while Bowser was in his studies walking back and forth trying to get Luigi's angry face out of his head it turned him on a little bit wait what Bowser focus! He roars before punching a wall trying to understand what's happening is messing with his head he's seen Peach angry but it never made him feel like this as Kamek walked in Bowser grabbed ahold of him pulling him closer to his face "You said when your eyes land on someone you would begin to feel butterflies in your stomach!? Why the fuck am I feeling like this after getting disrespected at my own wedding!!" Kamek tried his best to calm Bowser down rubbing his hand "your majesty I'm sure these feeling will pass you said it yourself you love the princess maybe you're just a little nervous and upset because of what happened at the altar" Bowser for some reason didn't like this letting Kamek go "you don't understand it's the way he looked at me with those dark baby blue eyes...his..his cold but yet sweet voice and his..soft...skin.." Bowser said slowing realizing he fell in love with that no good girl stealing and ugly Mario's little brother then it hit him he was in love with **Mario's** little brother a evil smile showed up on his face "I know a way to get back at that short mustache wife stealing Mario! I'll date his brother and steal away the thing most dear to him...yes..yes! Mario would have no choice but to back off if I make his brother love me by marrying him instead!" Bowser's smile turned into a wicked smirk as Kamek was loving all of this "would you like me to let everyone know of the new plans?" He asked as Bowser looked at him "no I'm gonna do this nice and slow for now don't want greenie getting any ideas"
If your wondering where Mario and Donkey Kong are they're climbing the side of the island that is all I'll talk about it later no promises tho (that's a lie >:) )
134 notes · View notes
the-roo-too · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
maybe! -> 0.3 the bluebeard’s wife
-you’re really stuck with the coven, no matter how you look at it. and that one witch seems to hate your guts. or does she?
Tumblr media
this mana print doesn’t appear noticeable to you, no matter how much you look yourself over. you don’t get to question chaewon nor eunchae about the matter as both witches don’t appear until later in the night.
before they do though, you get to meet a couple more exciting individuals. the first one of them quite literally falls on you as she appears just a couple centimetres above the couch you’re occupying. with a loud shriek, she lands on you, knocking you over with her. she rants something about some spell and sneezing and mentions some other names you don’t recognise, before actually acknowledging your presence.
“oh, you’re the potato’s pick! eunchae said he was really excited you know? last time he was so happy to bring someone over was when that neighbour got a mouse and-“
“uh, i’m y/n. it’s nice to meet you…?” you interrupt her another rant, which she doesn’t seem to mind. her face brightens and she introduced herself too.
“i’m sakura! although it’s mostly kkura around here. oh god, i feel on you!” she only now realises. “i’m so sorry! i was trying that stupid teleportation spell again. you know how simple it is? even eunchae does it freely! god, it’s embarrassing. if my mother saw this back in the day…”
“oh, i get you. sometimes simple things appear really hard.”
“yeah, exactly! that spell is like, the easiest thing after creating light? simple as quantum entanglement.”
“quantum what now?”
Tumblr media
“mana print? yeah, it’s normal in this area.” eunchae is the one to finally talk to you after you met sakura. she at first looks taken aback by your lack on knowledge on that matter, but explains it nonetheless.
“it’s the ley lines. we live in a powerful area, you know? to recharge and all.” although the explanation seems acceptable, you still can’t understand why chaewon said it was dangerous for you to leave.
“uh, i don’t know if you got that part, but most of the people aren’t the biggest fans of supernaturals- especially witches for some reason? and priests make those weird campaigns like in medieval europe, go hunt and burn us cause apparently god says so?”
“okay, but i’m not a witch?”
“but you stepped into a area influenced by our presence. the power from ley lines gets kinda twisted here and it sticks to you. we know how to hide it, otherwise the local priests would dump holy water on us- i hear it works like salt on snails- or something equally terrifying.”
the idea of people chasing you with holy water isn’t that bad, but the medieval witch methods don’t seem as applying to you. you ask eunchae if they can just mask your print, cause it shouldn’t be that much of a problem, right?
“no, you got me all wrong. only you are able to hide your mana print.”
to sum it up, you are fucked. apparently hiding the mana print is a thing witches are born with. the first spell that they don’t have to learn.
but you’re no witch.
“well… if you think about it, you brought this upon yourself by helping potato?”
“you’re not helping, eunchae.”
“i know, sorry.” the younger girl lowers her head and ponders for a bit. “i’ll look for the books i had when i was younger. maybe i’ll get something there.”
and she disappears with the cat, leaving you alone to your thoughts.
Tumblr media
somewhere in between thinking about your current situation and scoffing at how stupid it is, you fall asleep. a couple times you get woken up by someone speaking, but you don’t stay awake long enough to find out who it is. only the last time, you can make out what the voices are saying.
“should i apologise to her?”
“for bringing her in or being mean.”
“…oh shut up.”
Tumblr media
you’re not surprised when eunchae doesn’t bring you good news about the mana print. no matter how you look at it, you’re stuck with the coven. and with the kinda mean witch, chaewon.
she seems to hate your presence, for a reason you can’t really comprehend. first you though she just doesn’t like humans. heck, there are no other humans at their house!
but now… you just don’t know. you got a cozy place on the couch, where potato loves to sleep. every time you wake up, chaewon is giving food to potato and when her eyes find yours, she frowns.
then again, she’s a witch. maybe you’re not meant to understand her.
Tumblr media
“my unnie likes you.” you almost snort out water with your nose at the phrase. as you start coughing, eunchae pats your back reassuringly. “i know, i know. she doesn’t want to admit it herself.”
“then… how do you know that?” it’s not that you want chaewon to like you, you’re just curious (keep telling yourself that).
“unnie talks a lot in her sleep.” the younger girl shrugs, as if it was obvious.
“…what am supposed to do with this information?”
“ask her out? duh, i didn’t take you for the slow type..”
and that’s how you find yourself standing above poor sleeping chaewon a couple hours later. eunchae is standing by your side and keeps smiling encouragingly.
“just do it!”
“it’s embarrassing if you’re here to see it!” eunchae rolls her eyes at your whines, yet backs away obediently soon and disappears from the room with a small wink. you almost get a heart attack when she teleports away (damned witches).
you’re alone with the older girl again. looking at her sleeping face. it kinda makes you a creep, doesn’t it?
you lift up your hand to gently touch her shoulder when she starts murmuring in her sleep.
“no… unnie, i don’t like her… no, she’s potato’s!” you stifle a chuckle at the monologue. then your hand makes contact with her shoulder.
the witch’s eyes fly open and she almost twists your wrist with how fast she grabs it. “oh. y/n?”
her grip on your hand loosens a little. “yeah, it’s me.”
“what are you doing here?”
your eyes meet hers and you hold her gaze. “do you like me?”
“what?”
“do you?”
she looks lost in thought for a second. her gaze falls to the floor and as much as she’s sleepy, she’s also thinking hard.
“…yes.” you weren’t expecting her to actually say it.
“huh?”
“can i kiss you?” she doesn’t wait for your response, her lips landing on your softly.
maybe (just maybe), you can get used to living with the witches.
Tumblr media
68 notes · View notes
Text
The Ghost of Emilie Agreste
So, my friend and I were watching an old soap opera (don’t ask) and there’s a subplot where one of the characters goes into a coma because their soul gets separated from their body, making them basically an “undead ghost” (actual phrase from the show). They end up haunting their loved ones, trying to get them to realize what happened, but they just portray it as them following people around, so for a season you have this one character hanging out in the background, kind of transparent, commenting on things.
I hope you see where this is going.
We came up with a few options:
Option A - No one can see or hear her. Emilie is just chilling out in her house, haunting her loved ones, and despairing over them. She is fully aware of everyone’s identities. She has attempted to slap her husband more than once for punting their son across Paris.
Option B - Gabriel (and maybe Nathalie?) can see and talk to her. Emilie does not know Adrien is Chat Noir. Emilie and Gabriel get into fights about his activities as Hawk Moth. Adrien is concerned for his father’s mental health, because he keeps walking into rooms where his dad is arguing with empty air, speaking to it as though his wife is present.
Option B.2 - same as B, but Emilie is really on board with the Hawk Moth thing. This is for Evil!Gabriel.
Option C - Adrien can see Emilie after getting the Black Cat Miraculous … and yeah, I can’t see a single way Emilie would be unaware Gabriel is Hawk Moth. The plot resolves at either lightning speed, or a snail’s pace.
Option C.2 - being removed from her body has caused Emilie to lose her memory, including her name, and as a result her ghost form is indistinct and unrecognizable. After getting the Black Cat, Adrien can see and hear the ghost haunting his house. He tries to help the ghost recover their memory (whether he thinks she’s his mom or not is up to interpretation).
Option D - variant on C.2, not only is she indistinct and without memory, Emilie being separated from her body caused her spirit to manifest elsewhere, so she’s just wandering Paris, trying to remember who she is. She is eventually found by someone who can see and hear her (either Marinette, Chloe, or Adrien, or maybe all three) and begins to follow them around, hoping it will help her recover her memory (hey, not like she has any better ideas).
If anyone can think of any others, go for it!
-
I fucking love all of these actually!
27 notes · View notes
Text
I've already covered Thirsty Tyler Perry's Suckit history, but in light of their updated origins story, here's a refresher:
Keep in mind that TTP now owns a very large stake in Netflix. 🤔
TPP's 1st story: I wrote to her [The Wife] before the wedding because the press was mistreating her due to her black skin. After the wedding I received a note of acknowledgement and thanks.
TTP's 2nd story: I wrote to her before the wedding because her father betrayed her by selling stories
TPP's current story: everyone thinks NOprah introduced us but NOprah didn't even know that I reached out to them. we had the same publicist [Sunshine Sachs Kayleigh] years ago and sent them a note & said if you ever need anything I'm here and she called months later and talked to me like you talk to a therapist and they hid out at my home for a long time 🙄
Why the LIES?
It was NOprah who sent out the signal for "black" entertainers to platform the suckit duo using social media. TTP cannot deny that it was NOprah who gave him the idea to write the letter. NOprah, Gail & TTP are best friends forever. Gail and NOprah were flying to the UK for the festivities and TTP wanted to join the party.
According to Lady C, NOprah encouraged TPP to snail mail MM a letter, and in turn he could expect a wedding invitation. Unfortunately for TTP, he wasn't an A-list billionaire.
The Wife said TTP wrote to her because he was praying for her and offered to assist her in the future.
TTP tried again with his "I felt that" tweet of support after her pity party in South Africa.
No doubt his social media support piqued her interest and she slid him into her "sucker" files.
TTP: She had a happy life, she had a really happy life [in America] before she moved to the UK.
Also TTP: She could have said a lot more [about the BRF] but she's too CLASSY 😬
Paranoid Sparry and The Wife were "afraid" to be trapped in Canada for the SARS-COV-2 pandemic. The Wife telephoned TTP (known for loaning out his homes and plane to celebrities) for the 1st time because she knew he would rescue her. He chastised Dorito for failing to give her meg the racism "talk."
TTP also told the media that he didn't want love unless it could be like their [Suckit] love. Now he says they make beautiful children.😂
Thirsty Tyler Perry is a svengali, a handler. They all deserve one another.
Tumblr media
26 notes · View notes
dr34myg34rm4f0l0r · 5 months
Text
Lesharold hcs bc im having a shitty day;
-Their ideal date would be a walk and talk anywhere really, the park, the mall, around a lake, wherever!
-Harold will not hesitate to strangle anyone talking crap abt his queen
-Harold knew if he wrote those letters and signed his name on there, Duncan, Geoff and DJ would prob kill him, though they never expected him and leshawna actually together
-Leshawna doesnt mind how strange or silly her bf may be, she loves him
-Harold told Leshawna about how he rigged the votes to get Courtney kicked off the island to piss off duncan, and how he kinda has to stay in the bushes in playa del losers otherwise Courtney will find him and she genuinely does not care if she manages to kill someone with her bare hands
-the two things Leshawna thought, how the fuck Harold even managed to rig the votes, and how dead Courtney is
-opposites attract <3
-Harold is very lightly colorblind (hence his strange outfit colors) so Leshawna helps him pick his outfits sometimes
-Harold cross dresses sometimes and leshawna helps him with that sometimes too
-totally straight couple 😊 unless 😳
-Harold is pan and genderfluid but mainly describes himself as a demiboy with he/they prns
-Leshawna is bi
-now imagine leshawna coming out to harold concerned he might not accept he and Harolds like; THANK GOD I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY HOMO IN THIS RELATIONSHIP
-Im taking a guess in saying you watched the show, after season 1 Harold tries so hard to impress Leshawna, he never does but she thinks hes so silly when he does <3
-Girlboss x Male wife forever <3
-Harold wrote a love song for Leshawna using Kasane Teto in UTAU
-he is very good at tuning and tries to make Tetos voice as realistic as possible
-SHE LOVES IT SO MUCH HE IS SUCH A SWEET HEART AND SHE PLAYED IT ON LOOP AND THWY DANCE TO IT AND AND
-He and Leshawna go to comic cons sometimes
-He and Leshawna cosplayed as Gakupo and Gumi
-HAROLD IS THE BIGGEST KASANE TETO FAN HE IS OBSESSED WITH HER HE EVEN COSPLAYS AS HER SOMETIMES
-Im srry he named a fucking SNAIL after her because he missed her MARRIGE STRAIGHT AWAY HE LOVES HER SM I HAGSHFDJSGHAGHSGSHBW
-Harold would litteraly DIE for her omgomgo
-They do have some problems though, mostly in communication(hehe angst)
-if you've watched all the seasons with them then yk
-First of all, With harold being so autism coded with his behaviors and feelings, he most likely doesnt know how to handle a serious longterm relationship
-they broke up once because of this worst 7 months of his life :[
-Leshawna tries to be real with him, but also doesnt want to hurt his feelings
-They both learned how deal with these problems and ended up together again though <3
-Theyre are so sweet dont ever seperate them <3333
-due to the 7 month breakup Harold turned a lot sensitive and doesnt want to hurt Leshawna
-Leswana is indeed in awe of his tism
-Whenever Harold cries Leshawna just picks him up and cuddles him
and now for my favorite hc ;
Harold said himself he had lots of diseases when he was younger
I headcanon Harold has some surgery scars around his torso and is pretty insecure of them
NOW IMAGINE
*deep breath in*
LESHAWNA GIVING HAROLD LITTLE KISSES TO HIS SURGERY SCARS SO HE DOESNT FEEL AS INSECURE
Bye i might do more or a harzeke ver
35 notes · View notes
cocotierz · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
A catalog of all my completed and ongoing fics. These are all explicit, please check ratings and tags.
Tumblr media
reylo
Tumblr media
oneshots
all the right reasons
Rey Palpatine has a big crush on Professor Solo. When she leaves her diary behind after wasting his office hour, Ben sees just how much he has to teach her.
baby blues
Rey becomes pregnant after a one-night stand. Ben decides to do the honourable thing.
rain on me
The state of California has put restrictions on water usage per household due to drought but Rey’s roommate Ben has a solution. What’s some platonic co-showering between friends?
signals crossing
It's a lot easier to accidentally chrome cast porn to your neighbours TV than one would like
loving you is cherry pie
Rey Niima knows for a fact her pies are nothing short of delectable. So why is it that neighboring criminal defense attorney and resident asshole Ben Solo keeps ordering slices just to pick at it without taking so much as a bite?
don't let it stop
Ben and Rey are no strangers to competition, so when Ben proposes they see who can resist the other for the longest, they both get extremely creative to make the other break.
Tumblr media
multichapter - completed
sign of the times
Fifteen-year-old Rey Niima can’t stand her neighbour Ben Solo. So you can imagine her surprise when she wakes up fifteen years in the future in bed with him — especially when he is calling himself her husband.
delivered
The guy Rey hooked up with at that frat party is turning out to be weird, pushy, with no respect for boundaries. And yet…
ask for more
Rey is single and wants Ben as her Alpha. Ben is hung up on some nameless Omega. They make a mutually beneficial and strictly platonic arrangement.
talk to me boy
In which Rey is a romance author, Ben is her editor, and Rey needs help with a sex scene.
Tumblr media
multichapter - wip
queen of disaster
Crown Princess Regina and First Son of the United States Benjamin Solo hate each other. Fate, it seems, has other plans.
once upon a dream
Rey and her virgin sisters live and dance by the lakes, giving offerings to the gods. That is until the demon prince Kylo Ren takes a liking to her and steals her away to the underworld, to be his wife.
cool about it
Rey treats her dms with a list actor Ben Solo like a diary of sorts, sending him rants, memes, nudes, and recipes. It’s not like he’ll ever see it…right?
playing house
Rey Niima became an au pair in order to sightsee and improve her French. She did not become an au pair to pine after her brooding host and grow attached to his adorable daughter.
Tumblr media
series
loser ben
drive through
Sixteen-year-old Ben Solo isn't used to pretty, kind of scary girls climbing on top of him and taking what they want - that is until he meets Rey.
video games
Rey really wants the snail Squishmallow at the arcade. She also really wants to suck her boyfriends cock.
Tumblr media
migwen
Tumblr media
oneshots
if you're seeking heaven (then you want to come and get it)
The girl next door is loud and arrogant and only a couple months into legal territory. Miguel shouldn’t be wanting to fuck her like some starved old man.
47 notes · View notes
luis-block · 11 months
Note
loving the (specifically Heket) headcanons so far! uhh any headcanons for what kinds of dates the Bishops prefer/how dates would go?
Tumblr media
Thank you! I thought that these asks were similar enough that I would have them be together. I also added Narinder, I just couldn't help it!
Warnings: Narinder's is angst at some points
The Bishops +Narinder date and wedding headcanons
Shamura
Dates would probably be spent looking for newly evolved species of bugs/spiders in Silk Cradle. I would like to think with their vast knowledge that they like to study how the creatures in their realm evolve over time. Other times you sit quietly in front of a fire and listen to them tell you tales from long ago times.
A wedding that they would likely have would be a moderately sized one. Both of your families and close friends would be in attendance. It would be an elegant affair at their temple. Isn’t picky as to what they wear, they can do a dress, suit, or dress their robes. But they would like to wear the same type of clothes as you. To them it symbolizes that you two are going to become one in a sense. You couldn’t have dreamed of a better day than this.
Kallamar
Dates will always be outside. Going out for a swim, finding tarot cards on the beach, or even counting how many skulls you guys found walking in Anchordeep. Being out in the water is always what makes you guys happy. There is an old wife’s tale that when you soak or bathe in the water, that it can wash away your negative emotions and make you happier. It has always proven true for you both.
The thoughts of weddings are a bit daunting to Kallamar. Worried about it being prefect and living up to the expected expectations of his siblings make him more nervous that he would like to admit. But once you assure him to will work out, and you want nothing more than to marry him, it works out. You both have a wedding on the beach that surrounds Anchordeep, letting whoever wishes to come attend. You both had the times of your lives.
Heket
Dates are often at home for you two. Heket is a home body at heart and would much prefer to make a calm dinner with you and watch the night stars pass by as you two cuddles. But quiet walks through the fall leaves are also nice. Finding snails has also become a fun pastime for you too, as you think that the little guys are the cutest.
The wedding you both have is, what’s the word, BIG. Not even in a gaudy way, but the amount of details and effort put into the whole thing is spectacular. You had assured her it doesn’t need to be so grand, but she insists. She has always wanted a wedding with all the bells and whistles, perhaps because most bishops don’t get married as their duties leave little time for romance. The wedding is awe inspiring, and you both look back on it with joy and happy memories.
Leshy
Dates usually involve doing something new, and maybe some mischief. Picking mushrooms from Heket realm to slip into a stew being made for the followers in Anchordeep was the latest date, and you guys didn’t even get caught! Other times laying in a tent made from camellia flowers and talking about whatever comes to mind is also a favorite for you both.
A wedding? He loves the idea of getting married to you, but he would rather do something like a quick courthouse wedding. But if you do wish for one, it would be a family event rather than a full crowd. He makes you a crown and veil combo that is made from flowers, with flowers decorating the room of the ceremony. As small and quickly it was put together, you wouldn’t have changed it for the world.
Narinder
He is a rather reserved person, so long walks in the unpopulated parts of the island are the go-to for you both. Exploring old, abandoned buildings from cults of the past always gets him excited. You both find old coins, relics, and other artifacts that you both then research to see the stories behind these items. Climbing to the top of one of the many mountains to watch the sunrise while he lays his head on your lap will forever be in his heart.
Would have no interest in having an actual wedding in the traditional sense. He sees it as a spectacle made to please others, a common gaudy ritual at best. He suggests you two make your own ‘ritual’ instead, in essence eloping to have it just be you two. Bringing a blanket, candles, wearing white and red robes with black veils on. You both go to your favorite mountain top to do your rebellious wedding ritual. This was very much against old faiths practices, the making of a ritual of your own. But his siblings didn’t have to know about this, and they would never know how much he loved you. You both say your own vows, holding hands with the bishop as your smile never faded. His own smile grew into a smirk as he kissed you. It was the best day of your lives, and it was supposed to last forever. He will never forgive them for locking him up and taking you from him.
He will make them pay, and you will be brought back to him, one way or another.
130 notes · View notes
ladybellissima · 5 months
Text
Finding Love Katakuri x Reader Part 9
Standing before his mother, who was stuffing her face with cake, Katakuri listened patiently what his duties were. For Big mom it was very important to have Katakuri by her side. With his strength and loyalty she could trust him to get what she wanted.
"Keep an eye on Pudding. When she kills her husband Sanji, you and the others destroy Germa 66. I don't accept a failure. Bege will make sure to get their weapons. I put him in charge of the safety. ", she spoke happily.
"Yes mama as you wish."
"Good my son. Now then, till the wedding day.", she sang and waved him goodbye. Nodding Katakuri turned back and left. Step after step he felt unsure of what to do. He didn't really pay much attention to the whole conversation, because his mind was focused on his wife. Pudding's wedding was compared to his private life a piece of cake.
Should he try to speak with her? Or maybe just use his authority against her and order something so she wasn't able to refuse being with him?
Pathetic…
So how should he apologize? Sighing he felt completely lost.
Shaking his head he decided to just stay in his room like he used to. Like he always did. Alone. It was easier than dealing with these confused emotions, but Pudding's words gave him a fluttering feeling in his chest. "She was smiling after talking about me…? How on earth could she be happy about being with me… ", he sighed. He had to give her time. Much time to start from the beginning.
"Big brother …..! Katakuri!", Oven rushed to his side with an horrified expression on his face. Seeing the future he gasp after getting an image of his screaming wife. Grabbing Oven by his jacket he pulled him closer with an angered "Speak!".
Oven pushed himself back, while breathing heavily. "I got an emergency call from one of your servants. Thank God I was at my office. Some bandits invaded your island and took (Y/N) with them.."
Pushing his brother out of the way Katakuri rushed past him and headed to his ship. Oven ran after him for help.
" (Y/N)….. (Y/N)… God damn it. ", he growled frustrated. The image of her screaming and struggling was haunting his mind. What are they going to do with her? Torture her? Rape her? Sell her? Every option let his blood boil and mind go crazy.
"I swear if they touch her I won't only kill them…", he growled.
Seeing his island in the distance he used his devil fruit ability to grab a tree with his mochi hands and pulled himself towards his land to make things faster.
Garbage and footprints showed him the way of destruction and ended in front of his home. The door was open and blood painted his steps. Rushing inside he reached (Y/N) 's room, which was empty and seemed untouched. Only his own creation of the broken table showed some violence. At his office the smell of blood became worse. Whimpering was heard and quickly he stepped inside to find a servant laying in his blood with his snail transponder by his side.
"who was that! Tell me", he growled pissed.
"Master Katakuri…. I don't know. It all happened so fast. After they shot me, I was able to crawl into your office to get you.", he whispered exhausted.
"They took Lady (Y/N)…. Please find her Master. Bring her back.", he whispered and Katakuri kneeled down beside him.
"You don't have to tell me that. They will plead for death, after I am finished with them.", he spoke seriously and got back up.
" Hell brother.. Damn it, your house is a disaster.", Oven spoke shocked. Pissed Katakuri walked out and followed the trail of blood, till he reached the kitchen. Servants of Oven's ship were already helping the injured.
"Nobody died but they are all badly injured.", one servant told him exhausted. Katakuri searched for any signs or traces and stopped at the sight of baskets with familiar looking doughnuts.
"She… made the doughnuts for Mama..", he thought shocked, while a small basket with a note took his attention. Taking the card in his hands they started to shake after reading the words of his wife.
"Does anyone have information who attacked?", Katakuri growled frustrated and looked down to the injured cooks. Nodding fearfully the head cook started to explain.
"Master Katakuri. They were clothed completely in black and looked like bandits. There was no pirate symbol on their body. Lady (Y/N) was baking and they thought she was a maid. We wanted to help her.. We told them that she is your wife, but they didn't believe it.", they all cried bitterly.
"No one believes it. It is unfortunate.", he whispered to himself and headed outside deep in thought.
"Black clothed people…no pirates.. Sure i have met them after they passed our territory.", Katakuri thought back to the past meetings he had with his mother. He only remembered one group of black clothed people, because their captain wore a ridiculous hat with the words no mercy on it and looked like he could be killed just with the gash of wind of a shooting jelly bean. What a bunch of dumbasses.
" The black bandits… ", he whispered pissed and remembered how angered they were after his mother declined their offer. She even said that killing them would be unnecessary waste of energy.
"Did you find anything?", Oven asked nervously and sat down on his steps. "Yeah this was the cause of the black bandits, which Mama denied to work with a few weeks ago. They were a bunch of idiots.", Katakuri explained angered.
"But they were able to invade your island and took (Y/N).", Oven spoke only to get a furious look of his brother.
"Nobody died. Only idiots would make such a bad work to leave survivers, who could give us informations.", Katakuri's brother nodded impressed of his words.
"We should be happy that they are so dumb. So we know now where your wife is. I hope for them they are prepared to die. Unbelievable that they really dare to do this.. Hopefully your wife isn't hurt. ",his brother sighed exhausted and shut his mouth quickly after sensing the deadly aura around Katakuri.
"Oven, Mama awaits a basket of (Y/N) 's doughnuts. Go to the kitchen and deliver them. Also she shouldn't know that (Y/N) was taken. I don't want that she gets in any trouble of leaving the island, even if she was kidnapped.", he ordered and headed towards his ship. Quickly Oven ran after him to stop him.
"Big brother! Are you really leaving now to look for her?! what about the wedding. You have only 3 days. You know what happens if you don't come! Or if Mama wants to see you. I know it's hard, but think of Mama… "
Katakuri grabbed his brother roughly by his neck and pulled him closer.
"She also has to attend the wedding.. (Y/N) is in danger. I will go and get her now. You will deal with it."
Oven gulped nervously and could see the murderous glint in his eyes. There was no way to stop him and to be honest Oven didn't want to either. (Y/N) was helping his brother in so many ways and hopefully, after everything that happened, he hoped that she would still stay by his side with that breathtaking smile. Letting Oven go Katakuri started to leave.
"I am sorry brother. I am just worried about you… And don't think (Y/N) isn't important to me. I like her a lot. She is part of us. I will have your back till you come.", Oven shouted and started to fulfill his brother's orders. Stepping into the kitchen he took the baskets for his mother.
"What beautiful desserts…", he thought with awe and found a small basket hidden at the back. Noticing a small note he took a closer look to read it.
"You are too good to be true… I hope he will find you and I hope that someday you will be happy with him…", he whispered and put the basket back.
The note still in his hands he smiled down to the sweet handwriting of this beautiful girl and read it once again. It was just a simple text, but meant so much. She still gave her best. She still didn't give up. He was impressed by her willpower.
xxx
"I heard you left early for your mother. Your merienda already past so I made these for you. Have a nice day…. Your wife, (Y/N)"
xxx
Katakuri was deep in thought, while the cold sea breeze blew into his face. He couldn't imagine that she was taken away from him so easily. From one moment to another she was gone and maybe forever, if they were that quick to pass his mother's territory. He always thought that she would run away someday, because of having him as her husband. But in a way there was always the safe feeling behind these worries that she was forced to stay. Now standing here and feel how it was to loose her, made him awfully sad. There was only one time feeling this way in his life. As he was a child, his sister Brulee got hurt because of him. Because of his face. Because of his weakness in protecting her.
Because he was a monster…
" (Y/N)… I need you.. "
xxx
On the other side, a young girl was leaning against the moldy wood, locked away under the deck of the bandit's ship. Her clothes were torn and the dirt glued on her like a second skin. The darkness didn't give her any clue what time it was. The air was thick and smelling awful. Exhausted she felt a starting headache coming. Closing her eyes she just wished to be with her family again. Images of her laughing parents popped up in her mind or the baking with her grandmother, but then Katakuri appeared and tears rolled down her face. She didn't want to see him. Not now.. Not in her condition. Shaking her head she tried, but failed miserably.
"as my wife you are under my protection…"
"don't worry this room belongs to you.."
"We won't eat together ever…"
"Thank you for the doughnuts. They were amazing.."
"I… I said if you want we can look into shops that you like…"
"You are under me! You do as I say!"
All his words echoed in her mind and let her sob uncontrollably.
"It hurts so much….", she cried out and hid her face in her hands. Why did she have those feelings? Why was he haunting her mind? Frustrated she gave in and brushed her tears away. She knew why. The whole time she knew it.
"Because deep inside I knew that he has a heart..that he protects me.. And that he tried… He tried so hard to get out of his comfort zone… And I like this side of him so much…", she whispered with a weak smile.
"even if it is buried and hidden in this cold expression of yours."
Looking down to her bruised legs she sighed deeply.
"But it seems that it isn't important anymore…there are bigger things on your duty list than coming for your little toy. I left the island, broke another rule, so my life is in your hands now."
"Right Katakuri?"
32 notes · View notes
not-alien-girl-v · 1 year
Note
can i request a break up make up imagine with kyle🥹❤️
warning: weird shit
note: alternate ending of this fic right here. basically if kyle never stopped y/n when she walked away. you don't have to read that one first, but i would recommend it. also i love inserting myself into these fics as a supporting character. you cannot stop me from doing this ever. leave a like please gang!!
now even more enraged than the moment she exited the car, y/n stomps after him.
when he sees her standing before him outside, she notices the gentle smile playing on his bruised face and she almost feels guilty for being about to yell at him, but soon remembers what he did.
"what the fuck is your problem?" she yells.
"you're my problem," he grumbles, picking himself off the ground an dusting off his jeans with the palms of his sweaty hands.
she ignores his almost cute quip. "you think you can just act like you fucking own me? like i'm your property? because i'm not, i shouldn't have to tell you how fucked that is, kyle!"
"so do you do this a lot? you flirt with random guys at parties. parties that i'm at? do you tell them you have a boyfriend before you blow them or what?"
"i'm not a slut, if that's what your implying. i've never done what you accused me of, not even tonight. we were having an innocent conversation when you came in like my fucking owner. but if that's what you think i do all the time, if you genuinely believe that, then maybe we shouldn't be doing this."
each footstep pounds on the pavement like a giant retreating into the clouds, but it's really y/n marching home. home to her house, where she wouldn't be treated in such poor conditions. somewhere where she'd finally get a little respect, something kyle was deficient in tonight, for some god forsaken reason.
kyle should have stopped her. he should have said something, grabbed her wrist, got on his knees, groveled, begged, pleaded. he would like to say the alcohol coursing through his bloodstream was the main suspect for this felony, but who was he kidding? it was all him, him and his stupid, stupid brain.
the next few days felt like a punishment from god himself, and kyle genuinely began to wonder if he displeased some higher power who has now showered him in eternal darkness.
sure, it was just that his girlfriend broke up with him and wouldn't return his - what was it, like 50? - calls to her cellphone, her home phone, her roommate's phone, even her mom wouldn't answer the line.
when one main source of happiness is briskly removed from one's life, one begins to realize how shitty said life is without it. his classes dragged along like a snail on a mattress left out to dry in the sun, with the lack of promise that one day he'll get his degree and a high paying engineering job that will support him and his (hopefully) future wife. now it was just a 2 hour class.
and what was he supposed to do out of class? the routine of texting his girlfriend first thing class ended was interrupted. who was he supposed to text now? his mom? not gonna happen. his frat brothers? unlikely.
not only was y/n his girlfriend but she was also his best friend, and he couldn't imagine a current life or any future possibility of a life if she wasn't by his side.
he was so screwed.
so, like any smart grown adult would, he went on wikihow. his fingers press into the black laptop keyboard, 'how to get my girlfriend to take me back.'
leave her alone
done, kyle hadn't spoken to her in days now.
2. start talking to another girl
not sure how that could possibly help his case, but he was open to it if that's what he needed to do.
3. tap your inner alpha male
kyle wasn't too sure he had one of those. if he had to guess, his spirit animal would probably be a hamster or perhaps a well-tempered gerbil.
as the article read, 'most girls are attracted to the alpha male for deep biological reasons: they believe he can provide for them better, protect them better, and give her biologically fit children. even if you don't think that alpha males are your ex's type, subtle changes might work on her: pump out your chest a bit, make an effort to work out your arms and thighs, and project strength.'
he would endure anything for her. and wikihow was never wrong, so this technique was a sure thing.
⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚:⠀ *⋆.*:・゚ .: ⋆*・゚: .⋆
the plan started with hitting the gym 3 times before making his move. once that same day he read the article, once the next day, and with one day of rest, he went back on saturday, the day he aimed to get her back.
in fact, he was fresh out of the gym, sweat still being the substance slightly gluing his clothes to his body, when he arrived at her house. he made the wise decision to skip step two, as he didn't want her to think he was moving on to other girls, which it would pretty much guarantee.
instead of ringing the doorbell, he pounds the door, hard, adrenaline moving through him, looking like a cracked up mad man. he knocks three times (three is his lucky number).
unfortunately, her roommate, violet, answers instead of y/n.
"oh. what are you doing here? and why do you look... like that?" she doesn't invite him in, in fact, she stands her ground center in the doorway, as if informing him that he was not welcome past the threshold like a vampire.
"i've got something to say to her, is she here?" kyle demands, perhaps a little too loudly, and violet gives him a look, but slowly nods her head.
"yeah she's here."
"well, can i speak to her?"
"i'll ask. but if she says no, you're out of here, got it?" with a solemn nod of his sweaty head, she closes the door, not locking it, but walking further into the apartment.
to his glee, y/n is the next face he sees when the door opens for the second time, and he can't help but notice violet carefully watching from behind a corner, lurking like a ghost, but ultimately judging his every move.
"kyle? are you okay? you look a little... frazzled." she speaks delicately to him. why do people keep saying that to him? he ignores the lack of anger in her voice, the fact that she's not slapping his stupid face right now like she probably should be. no, he's got something fresh on his mind.
his chest is puffed out, his voice firm and again, a little on the louder side, all details adding to y/n's concern, she worries he's contracted rabies or something horrible explaining why he's so sweaty and icky looking at her doorstep.
"i'm fine-"
"hey, come inside, let me take your temperature, you look like you have a fever," she doesn't let him finish as she yanks him in by the wrist, cringing at the dampness of it, but nevertheless, pushes him down onto her couch.
"you're really gonna let him get his funk all over my nice couch?" he hears violet whisper to y/n, something he assumes he's not supposed to hear.
"it's our nice couch, and look at him, he clearly needs medical attention right now."
"he needs your attention right now, go talk with him." violet ushers y/n over to him and he looks ready to present a long speech.
once y/n takes a tentative seat a comfortable distance from kyle on the couch, he starts. "look, I'm sorry-"
"i forgive you."
"what?" his shoulders slump a little bit but in a good way, like he's actually relaxed now.
"i forgive you. i can't stay mad at you forever. i was just too proud to say i was sorry for walking out, so i guess i was just waiting for you to say something first."
"then why didn't you answer my calls?"
"don't get me wrong, i was angry, i was really angry for the first few days, and i had every right to be, but i don't think i should have walked away from you like that. i felt like it showed i didn't value our relationship, and i do. i know you only ever do what you do because you love me. it's just hard to remember that sometimes."
"sweetie, i had a whole speech ready to win you over with. i read a wikihow tutorial, i went to the gym 3 times this week! stop making this so easy!"
"is that why you're so sweaty?"
he gives a playful glare.
"sorry, do you want me to be angry again so you can give your little presentation?"
"just come here," he opens his arms and begins to pull her in when he feels her tense and move away.
"how about a shower first?"
"really?"
"dead serious, baby. i love you, but you smell like shit. take a shower and maybe i'll let you make it up to me." a playful wink is all kyle needs to spring back to life, into the bathroom in less than a moment.
57 notes · View notes
sluttypatrickstar · 1 year
Text
i have suffered. i have received unspeakable brain trauma. i have read sentences that i simply cannot unread. that's right, it's time for my chaotic review of verity by colleen hoover!
now i wrote an actual, proper review of this book that used paragraphs and real grammar, but this is tumblr. you're getting the bullet points, you're getting the sweary words, you're getting the dissolution of my sanity.
there's a lot of graphic and disturbing content in this book, so if you're bothered by that kind of thing, it might be best not to read.
the plot:
so our narrator, lowen ashleiggghghghg, is hired by this guy jeremy crawford to finish his wife verity's thriller book series bcus verity was in a car accident and is now profoundly disabled (can't move, can't talk, needs regular care, etc.)
she needs verity's notes and somehow ends up living in verity's house so she can spend literally all day going through verity's office. the only believable part of this is that a writer could be so disorganised that you'd need full days to try and go through all of their stuff
for some context, jeremy is apparently brooding (though i see like, 0 evidence of this) over his wife's accident as well as the deaths of his twin daughters chastin and harper
in verity's office, lowen finds a manuscript that looks like it's verity's autobiography
verity's autobiography starts as overly detailed jeremy smut and oh my fucking god i mean overly detailed i wish i could GOUGE my fucking EYES out this is just BAD PORN this book is like 90% porn 10% no-plot
anyway as this autobiography goes on, lowen is like. holy shit. verity is cuckoo bananas. she is OBSESSED with jeremy. she does that patrick star thing of "what do you when i'm at work all day?" "wait for you to get back :(". she wants to be jezza's ONLY focus and resents her daughters for taking his focus away
like, she tries to plan out her pregnancy so that she'll gain as little weight as possible, but then she finds out they're twins and she's like omg im RUINED and tries to miscarry and abort them
after they're born, she has a premonition of her daughter harper killing her other daughter, chastin (the only daughter she likes, verity fucking hates her kids but randomly starts loving chastin). chastin does in fact die of anaphylactic shock when she's around 8 and verity blames harper
jeremy won't fuck verity because he's so sad about his daughter's death, and verity is not having this, but through some twisted logic she's like maybe he'll be all out of grief if another daughter dies! so she kills harper and stages it as a canoe accident
back to lowen, she's reading this autobiography at an absolute snail's pace (like 1 short chapter a day) while also living with Hot Dad Jeremy (she's into him, especially after reading all that Jeremy Porn), this is most of the book tbh . a series of weird things happen that convince her that verity is faking her disability
lowen is also 100% convinced that verity is PURE FUCKING EVIL from this autobiography
fast forward, jeremy and lowen hook up (surprised pikachu face)
and yes, verity was faking being disabled, where is her OSCAR for that METHOD ACTING that fooled the HOSPITAL the NURSES for MONTHS!!! she didnt even flinch when lowen tried to startle her by literally throwing something across the room. daniel day-lewis is SHAKING
lowen shows jeremy the autobiography and jeremy starts choking verity
lowen is like, stop! they'll know u did it! think of ur son, he'll be fatherless!
actually you should kill him by making her puke instead so they'll think she just aspirated on her own vomit ;)
so jeremy does that instead because that's totally the most sensible option to do in this particular scenario
7 month timeskip and all is great because EVIL verity is DEAD and now lowen and jeremy can be together forever and they even have a new baby on the way bcus jeremy came inside her no condom and apparently every woman in this book is insanely fertile and gets pregnant on the first try
TWIST TIME!!!
they go back to verity and jeremy's house to finish clearing out their stuff
but... lowen finds a note in verity's room...
verity claims that the autobiography was just a writing example to help her write from an antagonistic perspective (her thriller series is notably written from the villain's POV)
jeremy found the autobiography and tried to choke verity to death, but when that failed, he set up her car accident, after which verity decided she had to fake being disabled so she could run away with their living son crew and eventually explain everything
but this plan is an F bcus shes fuckin dead now isnt she
so much effort and for WHAT
the book leaves us with the fucking stupid dry ass cliché question of: WHICH WAS THE REAL VERITY? WHAT WERE THE LIES? WAS THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY REAL OR NOT? and actually i dont give a flying fuck i was just glad to be done
my thoughts
the characters in the book make the most ridiculous and nonsensical decisions and trust me i can say that for sure bcus i have never made a good decision in my life
in the opening chapters, lowen witnesses a car accident & is splattered with blood on the way to her publisher meeting
she encounters jeremy (tho she doesnt know who he is yet) and he takes her to the men's bathroom of a coffee shop to get cleaned up
lowen tAKES HER SHIRT OFF IN FRONT OF THIS ABSOLUTE STRANGER
i am trying to ignore this red flag maybe shes just confident
jeremy proceeds to lock the door to the men's bathroom so that no one else can come in, and lowen finds this comforting! how chivalrous of mr sexy man jeremy!
WHAT THE FUCK LOWEN? HOW IS THIS COMFORTING? I'D BE FUCKING. I'D BE PANICKING SO BAD I'D BE OUT THE DOOR
later in the book we find out that lowen has a chronic sleepwalking problem and can even open inside locks when she's sleepwalking
she broke her wrist sleepwalking when she was a kid so it's not really safe for her to be able to get out and about while sleepwalking
jeremy offers to install a lock on the outside of lowen's bedroom door, so that she can't leave her bedroom without him opening the outside lock for her
instead of finding this FUCKING TERRIFYING
she's Thrilled by his generosity! wow! isn;t jeremy so kind and thoughtful?
lowen! LOWEN!!! GIRL!!!!!!!!!
lucky for her jeremy is apparently a nice guy so jeremy's fucking weird actions are glossed over and theyre so nice arent they... haha...
dude i wanna know what the fuck jeremy has that women are literally OBSESSED with him. hes so bland. he has no personality. he's a cardboard cutout of a man but apparently he has good dick idk
lowen is so besotted with jeremy that she doesnt think it's bad that he tried to kill his wife twice and then succeeded on the third try
no! it's actually so sweet because it proves how much of a dedicated father he is! he thinks verity killed harper so by killing her he's just being such a good and protective dad haha! murder is okay
there was also just way too much sex in this book like i said it before but truly i cannot encapsulate how much of this book was sex. and in case u were wondering about the quality of the sex, 50 shades author EL james is in the acknowledgements of this book.
how are people giving this book 5 stars? it's fucking. it's laughably bad. the plot is so stupid. the characters are boring. no-one makes a single good decision. jeremy is white bread. it's like, really really bad. i really need to know if the straights giving this book 5 stars need help, therapy, or jesus. if u do, please blink SOS in morse code, i will come and get u.
everyone who has a superiority complex because they've never read a single CoHo book is correct . u guys are doing great
108 notes · View notes
nedsseveredhead · 28 days
Note
Ned Im on my hands and knees tell me everything about Rena
CRIES NATE I LOVE YOU....
Okay disclaimer first Rena is sooooo self indulgent like. Deeply mary sue oc that i have stuck into canon events because im already cringe enough to make a one piece oc i might as well go all out on it. I deeply deeply hope this doesnt show up in any actual op tags but if it does i Apologize please just scroll by fjdnxnx
OKAY SO DONQUIXOTE RENA.... Is the daughter of Rosinante and a different less important oc named Seraphima. Rosi is the brother of a major one piece villain named Doflamingo. Theres like a whole arc i wont get into cause its not important for this mess but Doflamingo killed their father like. Right infront of Rosi when they were kids. Rosi ran away and was found by the Fleet Admiral of the marines, Sengoku. Sengoku raised Rosi like a son. Later on when Rosi is older he is sent on an undercover mission to take down his brother. During that he finds the young traumatized character Law, redirects all his energy into saving and protecting him. Which he does but Doflamingo kills him for it.
SO WITH THAT BRIEF RUNDOWN OUTTA THE WAY. Rosi left on his mission to take down Doflamingo shortly after Rena was born. This was to be his last job as a marine, then hed retire and raise his daughter with his wife and all would be great. Obviously this did not happen. However, Doflamingo didnt know Rosi had a family- if he did he probably would have hunted them down and killed them too. So to prevent this, Renas mom changed their last name to hers and enlisted Rena into the marines so she could be on the "good" side. She became Sengokus like.. right hand, being his basically granddaughter and all. And she was a prodigal shot too. She rose through ranks and made a name for herself pretty fast.
But she was very conflicted about the whole thing. She knew of her father, probably wrote to him or spoke to him on the phone (the snail???). But she never met him. The first time she ever actually saw him in flesh was his funeral. And yes Doflamingo did that, and she deeply hates him for it. But also.... Who the hell sends a new father on a mission like that? She cant help but feel that its the marines fault she never got to meet him. Just as much as its Doffys. And that feeling only intensified when Doflamingo was welcomed under the Marines wing as a warlord, and she just had to sit silently and accept that. Over the years too, since she was always by the fleet admirals side, she heard a lot more of the marines less heroic dealings. Like defending slavers in Sabaody (which is also the first she ever really started to look at Kidd and Killer hehehe). All of this culminated in the war at Marineford, where she just couldnt accept this absolutely useless war where marines were slaughtering a man who just wanted his son back. So when Shanks showed up to stop it, she approached him and offered anything she could give to just have a lift to the next island. Shanks loves raggedy ass kids so he was like lol yeah and smuggled her outta Marineford. Thus she gained her first poster, not a wanted poster at all but a missing poster for Vulpes Rena. She hated it.
Anyway Shanks drops her off in the new world. Hes nice and all but he has no room for a newbie ex marine on his crew. Good luck kid! But that's fine, Rena had her eyes on joining the Heart Pirates, captained by Law. She recognized the name from some reports she found in Sengokus desk from her father. So she knows he has some kind connection, and she wants to know what it is. By some divine providence she does end up finding him, and convinces his first mate (my friends oc lol) to take her to him to talk. Law accepts her as soon as he finds out shes Rosis kid. Feels he owes it to her, since he kinda led to her dad dying and all.
The two end up with a sibling like relationship. Like refer to eachother as brother and sister, since Rosi was definitely adopting Law if all had gone according to plan. When Law leaves to face down Doflamingo, Rena follows because god damn it you are NOT telling her she cant get a punch in on the man who shot her dad. And she does get a shot in!!! And then promptly gets her ass handed to her cause like girl lmao. Still. Bonding time for her and Law lmao. Luffy eventually defeats Doffy and afterwards she takes her (Rosis) last name back. Shes Donquixote Rena, thank you very much!
In Wano her mission was to keep an eye on Basil and figute out what he was doing and thats when she met Killer officially ooooOooOOoooOo. Tbh im still working on that part in my official canon but idk they make out, get arrested, meet back up with Kidd, make out again. Etc
Lets see other Rena facts...
- She is so fucking clumsy. She inherited it from Rosi. Her crew makes her keep a life ring with her on deck cause she constantly topples over the edge and cant swim
- Shes a devil fruit user!! The Calm Calm fruit (also Rosis lmaooo) which means she can make anything in a radius around her or anything she touches completely soundless. Been trying to work out an Awakened version of it cause shes due for a powerup but cjdnd
- Shes a marksman/sniper! She has on her person at all times atleast two pistols, and will usually have her rifle "Silent Night"
- She eventually joins the Kidd Pirates to be with Killer (and Kidd) and is their ship doctor (she picked up a few things from Law and well... They cant do much worse)
- She loves pop music its so embarassing
- I gave her my fear of albatrosses. Get wrecked pirate girl
- she has a playlist but its a huuuuge work in progress lmao
UHM THATS ALL I CAN THINK OF RN.... If i ever find an oc ask thingy ill rb it and fill it out for her lmao but heres this for now thank you i love you
7 notes · View notes