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After a tumultuous break-up with his long time girlfriend, Archie Andrews decides to swear of women, and ... get married.
Indecisive and underconfident in his abilities to find- 'the one' for himself he assigns the taxing task to his childhood best friend- Jughead Jones, to find a suitable girl of Jughead's liking and arrange the ideal wedding for him, before Christmas.
Obviously nothing could go wrong with this plan. Right?
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I unsurprisingly wrote a fanfic, after the end of season seven— despite my very dusty writing skills and internet hibernation. Because my simmering love for this pairing kinda reached it's crescendo, without much content left to consume.
Though, I am an illustrator first, then a writer in any capacity.
So naturally I made a bunch of sketches and artwork supplementing my fic, which I didn't know what to do about. I realized I neither gain or lose anything by posting them on my abandoned Tumblr account, for any of the five people who read my sorta indulgent silly fluff for a fic.
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At this point I am doing anything but completing chapter 11. But life has been busy and these have been in my files for a while. 
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mollysunder · 3 months
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For Valentine's Day, it's time to get real about Silco and Singed and the unfulfilled emotional affair they've been carrying out for years. For years, likely over a decade these men have known each other. At first, they most certainly relied on each other out of convenience because who else would have these men that fell from grace?
A disgraced academic and a gangster betrayed by the one closest to him who's living on borrowed time. And yet they found eachother and made it work. Did anyone believe in the potential of Shimmer before Silco supported him? Were there any real pathways to successfully intimidate Piltover before Singed created Shimmer? The worst tragedies of their lives led them to one another, and through the each other enabled the drive and fruition of their deepest desires.
Through the years their partnership never waned, Singed didn't even hard feelings towards Jinx over the explosion, Silco is comfortable to let her get a second opinion from him. I like to think when Silco adopted Jinx, it was unlocked this last barrier to an emotional connection that Silco and Singed were capable of. It wasn't Silco and Singed's escapades in bastardry and enabled eachother's ruthless drive, it was the love both had for their children is what humanized them best to other.
Now all I can think about is if after saving Jinx's, if Singed learned that Silco died, he might feel frustration at losing a stable long-term partner. When Singed learns that it was Jinx who killed Silco, he'll be relieved, because of one had to die that day, it's best for a parent to never watch child die, Singed can say from experience.
I don't know how to end this.
Tldr: Silco and Singed are the real old man yaoi of Arcane. Happy Valentine's Day!
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doctorwormcore · 8 months
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What i think i love the most about the live action is just how much love there is? Yeah its different from the anime, but honestly....kinda better. I love how kind they all are, the strawhats clearly just love each other already, their own little family
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neonsbian · 5 months
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decided im gonna listen to djj and the other nct full group albums tmrw
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myownprivatcidaho · 1 year
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whats tough about like. Having Chemistry and spending time with someone at the start of the spring semester is that valentines day is coming up and its like a make or break point with what you may or may not Be and you have to question what direction things are headed in and its a pressure just Not present in the fall semester idk. idk
#we uhhhh. kinda hit a bump in the road ...... idk.#hes. been very gentle and kind and understanding about where im coming from and so we havent talked in a couple days but just ....#god ok fuck it. we were hanging out saturday night and at some point we were going somewhere where parking sucked so i just suggested we go#in his car rather than separate bc finding parking for ONE car is a Struggle. anyways so afterwards we went back to where i parked my car#and i hahahhaaaaa was NOT leaving. it was just past midnight and so we were just hanging in his car talking for abt an hour#in there at some point i told him about that last crush and how it dragged on and he was like jesus CHRIST sia thats a lot#i was reclined in my seat and shutting my eyes listening to the music and i caught him looking at me a couple times andddddd uh#yeah basically i ended up in his lap and then we were kissing and touching and grinding for like the next hour and a half#and he asked if i wanted to go back to my place and i was like uhhhhhhhhhhhh not now so we stayed in there and just made out & talked more#and then he TOLD me. basically hes in a similar situation i was in this time last year. like a girl he liked and was talking to actually#has a bf. hes sorta in limbo and she still talks to bim and is stringing him along and playing off his hopes theyll get together for.#entertainment ig. everyone at this school is fantastic btw. jesus fucking christ.#so yeah he told me bc he said he didnt wanna hurt me or end up fucking me over and that i deserved full honesty and didnt want to get my#hopes up. which i REALLY appreciate. we talked for 8 days he got carried away once and immediately owned up. i do appreciate that#so like. he said that we can just be friends with or without benefits and i said id think about it. then at like 3 am we went home and he#check in with me to make sure i was alright since he could tell i had a LOT on my mind. i said id call him the next day and so we talked#and basically i explained the reason for my apprehensions and why i said no to hooking up (csa) and he was really understanding#and then like. i just asked him more about what was going through his head the night before & he described it as a heat of the moment thing#(which i agree it was) and like. he was genuinely concerned about me tho. idk#i told him that after i got home i had to shower for an hour scrubbyat every place he touched me and that im tired of feeling used#and he really heard me out and listened. he also asked if he hurt me and i said no but it def could have gotten to that point and i#and so he said 'im sorry for making your life at all hafrder to deal with' and i REALLY really#appreciate him being as honest as he was. so i said its cool we can be friends but i just need some space rn & he once again was really#understanding & said 'for as long as you need. just let me know whenever youre ready to just be friends again & if you need me to stay sway#from [xyz places we hung out] just let me know and if you need anything for class just feel free to reach out'#and. GOD i appreciate him. so that convo closed out on good terms. i was worried id need WEEKS but it rlly was just a few hours after that#i was ok again. traumas all about narratives and before that convo all i could see was another instance i was usee but like.#after actually talking it out all the fear around it dissipated and i can just see it for what it was: 2 friends who got carried away#but i really REALLY appreciate how hes handled this and we're both single & attracted to each other and so the question im thinking now is:#crushposting
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in my heart sawashiro and arakawa have the same thing going on that minedai do but slightly to the left...like theres a visible difference and a different vibe but...its there yknow...less crazy but also more crazy because theyre older are you getting the vibe im laying down this is difficult to explain
no i get the vibe i got you. it's like minedai but with dads and less willingness to murder his boss out of grief
#snap chats#and they have a kid they both love see Minedai But With Dads yk#two kids if you want to include ichi but jo's more definitely like the stepdad ichi's dad married yk what i mean#like masato is very much Jo And Arakawa's Kid while ichi is Arakawa's Kid. which. yeah. yeah no shit#see thats the only thing with minedai they colud never have a kid cause mine would be the shittiest dad#its NOTHING but projection on the poor tyke and unfortunately daigo inversely has a soft spot for kids#lucky for me i dont mind if my pairings dont have kids. but its great if they have one in canon HAHA time to project the family i wanted#see arasawa is funnier because of the different vibes right let me explain#because mine generally is very upfront with how he feels so them coming to terms with their feelings mutually is more plausible#not OPEN about how he feels but he does tell daigo whats on his mind and all#and so thats why its easier to imagine them ACTUALLY being together esp knowing how daigo wants genuine bonds too#whereas jo like. locks everything away. like get phoenix wright on this dumbass there's a fucking barricade of locks#so its the funniest shit ever trying to imagine jo trying to invite arakawa places or vice versa#i guess it's a similar flavor though.. but different#cause mine'll be like Oh. Oh Ok and go and then he'll be like This Is Nice :) and forget whatever apprehension he had before#but i can only ever imagine jo just. ????? the entire time out whether its out to dinner or like an art show or something#like does he even know HOW to relax.. he's had more time for his mental illness to stew ok mine still had a chance#see thats the cute thing about arasawa tho Going By The Idea Of Jo Liking Art they could enjoy art together#im lit rambling sorry but yes tl;dr anon i get you 100% and its probably why i enjoy it so much
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switch-bladefights · 1 year
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fall out boy today, gerard tomorrow.......... what did we do to deserve this
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kdyism · 2 years
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okay. i finished watching season 4 and oh my word, jamie campbell bower i could write a 9 page essay on why he is such a great actor just based on season 4 vol i and how his character(s) made this season as well
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frogphase · 1 month
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Moving to Glasgow tonight 😬
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chaylattes · 1 year
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almost fainted at work today 😶
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punkitt-is-here · 1 month
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shoutouts to Joe from the middle of nowhere AAA that i had to call upon in a panic. dude had all the visuals of a rural young dude that might be apprehensive about a very obviously queer couple but he rocked. dude was still extremely chill about helping a transgender woman dressed in an outfit that looked like she owned a ranch for Skittles. some people dont trust the humble bright orange hoodie/slightly unkempt facial hair/baseball cap combo but i know dude's like Joe are always there and willing to jump your car even tho that's not part of your job contract
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reiding-writing · 4 months
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Hi can i request one Reader is kinda cold, not mean tho, and she and spence have to share an hotel room and there is only one bed and she gets shy?? Ty 💜
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ROOMMATES [PART ONE]
/ˈɹu(m)ˌmeɪt/ /part two/
when you and spencer share a room together on a case, you find yourself a little out of character at the revelation you’ll have to share a bed with him
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WARNINGS: cold but not antagonistic reader
spencer reid x cold!reader || fluff? || 1.4k || series masterlist!
a/n: two posts in one day? look at me being productive- also i have formed an emotional attachment to cold!reader and i will be thinking about them for the rest of the day thank you for listening to my ted talk
main masterlist!!
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You resign yourself to your fate as soon as Morgan refuses Spencer’s unspoken question.
“Absolutely not.”
It’s something that just comes with the job you suppose. Sometimes you have to spend a night sharing a dingy motel room with one of your teammates because you’re working a case in the middle of nowhere and the town you’re in has 200 people living there.
Okay. Maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration. There was 1,714 people living there.
But still.
You liked your own space and your own company and as much as you enjoyed Spencer’s presence you were exhausted and just wanted to get some rest without him rattling in your ear about how unhygienic hotel rooms were.
Of course, he didn’t know that you didn’t mind him. Your behavioural tells were nothing more than a slight softening of your eyes when he walked into a room, something that, although Morgan found riveting to tease you for, he couldn’t actually be sure was even true.
Still, your assumptions were correct, and after Garcia bagged Morgan and JJ stuck with Emily, you didn’t even have to glance in Hotch’s direction to know that he would be pairing with Rossi and leaving you with Spencer.
You can feel his eyes burn a hole into the side of your head as he comes to the same realisation, and you slide one of the room keys off the table before gesturing for him to follow after you with a nod of your head.
He does of course, trailing after you like a lost puppy and making your heart want to explode in your chest. But he didn’t know that.
You want to punch yourself sometimes for being so dismissive, and not just to Spencer. The team had treated you with nothing but kindness over the four years you’d worked with them. But some things just don’t change. And so you lock your emotions away and continue to put on a front to protect your self-perceived image.
The door struggles to open even after you unlock it, the hinge pin stiff and getting caught on the latch as you try to push it forwards, but you manage with a bit of extra effort.
The room isn’t pretty by any means, but it’s not horrible either. The walls are a clean cream, bordered by a white ceiling and a planked wooden floor. There’s a window on the right wall and a door to what you assume to be a bathroom on the left.
All well and good.
Well…
Maybe not.
You can feel Spencer’s apprehension mirror your own as the two of you stare at the room’s centre piece. A double bed. One double bed. A singular bed that you are going to have to share with Spencer Reid.
You imagine that his head is running through all of the germs it harbours. How hotel beds are unsanitary and that they’re dirtier than a toilet seat or something like that.
You didn’t care about germs.
You cared about the fact that you would have to share a bed with Spencer Reid.
You wonder if Morgan denied Spencer on purpose. Whether he knew that the rooms only had one bed each and that by saying no to sharing a room with Spencer you would have to and it would give him more opportunities to make fun of your seeming soft spot towards the genius.
Granted, you wouldn’t have been thrilled to share a bed with any of your teammates, but for some reason it was him that made you feel like you were about to implode on yourself. But he didn’t know that.
You’re sure that if you had bunked with Emily, JJ or even Morgan himself that you would’ve just sucked it up and gotten on with it, but something about the presence of Spencer Reid made you feel different. Nervous maybe? No, it was just- different.
You take a moment to compose yourself as Spencer slides past you into the room, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath in through your nose, although when you open them again Spencer is staring at you like you have a gun pointed at him and it almost makes you forget the situation you’ve found yourself in.
“I can- um-” Spencer purses his lips into a tight line, fiddling with his hands as he anxiously follows your expression. “I should go and ask Garcia to switch rooms-”
“You don’t want to share with me?” You’re not sure whether your question is rooted in concern for Spencer being uncomfortable or mild offence at the fact that he doesn’t want to share a room with you.
Either way it’s like you’ve dipped your vocal chords in ice and every word you speak washes down his back like a cold shower.
“I- No- I mean- I- You-” Spencer gives up on explaining himself with an exasperated sigh and a slump of his shoulders. He had no idea how to talk to you.
Every time you so much as glanced in his direction he felt like you were trying to bore a hole in his brain with your eyes and it was intimidating.
He was fascinated by your brain, by your knowledge and your inherent knack for human psychology, but you were scary, and it always left him afraid that he was going to do something wrong.
The worst part was it wasn’t even logically founded.
Apart from the intensity of your eyes and the frown you always had on your face you’d never actually been antagonistic to anyone. You were dismissive sure, not bothering to form emotional connections to the rest of the team and almost entirely keeping to yourself, but you were never nasty.
There was no hatred in the way you carried yourself, just disinterest. And that arguably made it worse.
“Reid.” Your voice cut through his train of thought like a knife, and his eyes turn up towards your own with a start. They’re big and round and they shine under the overhead light and you are really getting distracted focus dammit. “Are you comfortable staying in this room with me overnight or not?”
It’s about the time where you start berating your inherent lack of social grace again, your question sounding extremely harsh compared to the actual intention behind it.
“I- Yeah- Yes- I just- you don’t look very happy…” Spencer’s pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever mentioned your demeanour to you before, and he’s unsure whether to be proud of himself or to curl into a ball and disappear as he watches a small knit form in your eyebrows.
“I’m fine, let’s sleep.” You are not fine. For whatever reason your hands are sweaty and all of a sudden the room is a little too warm for your comfort. “I’m going to change in the bathroom,”
“Okay-” Spencer nods a little too enthusiastically for his own liking. Why was he so intimidated by you? It’s not like you’ve ever actually shown any distaste for him.
The minute you shut the door of the bathroom behind you you practically melt under your own body temperature.
But he didn’t know that.
part two!!
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cal-flakes · 11 months
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╰┈➤ mean!rafe shouts at you
warnings: rafe being mean (still hot tho fr), swearing. again, my shitty writing cause it’s been a while.
summary: rafe comes home with bloodied knuckles, still super angry from a fight he got himself in, yells at you when you ask about it.
you giggle to yourself as your eyes follow the childish cartoon cat on the television. this pretty much sums up your night, sitting on the couch enjoying the shows that bring out your inner child. your boyfriend, rafe, had gone out a couple hours earlier saying very little about where he was going, apart from he needed to sort out some business, whatever that meant.
rafe cameron point blank refused to let his angel know anything about what he actually does, claiming he didn’t want to fill her pretty little head with worrisome thoughts.
within the first hour of his absence, you had managed to change positions about fourteen times, due to not being able to get comfortable. eventually settling for laying across the couch, your legs sprawled over the opposite arm rest.
just as you fell into a deep concentration a frighteningly loud clatter erupted from the porch, provoking a squeal from your lips. turning your head curiously, a dishevelled looking rafe stood with his back resting against the door, chest heaving.
“rafe? are you okay?” standing up, you made your way over to your boyfriend, worried he might be hurt.
justifying your anxious look, your eyes met his hands as they fell by his sides. dried blood and dark purple splotches patterned his knuckles. your eyes widen and turn to rafe’s face, where he avoids your gaze, knowing he’s done exactly what he said he wouldn’t. make you worry.
“hey baby, go sit back down, i’ll be through in a minute.” he orders softly, motioning with his hands for you to return to your spot on the couch. before you can say a word he rushes to the kitchen, depositing his jacket over the back of the unused armchair adjacent to the television.
unnerved by his ignorant attitude, you hesitantly choose to follow him to the kitchen, determined to make sure he’s okay.
“rafe please, tell me what happened” you spoke apprehensively, well aware that rafe doesn’t like you to ask these things, but sometimes you simply couldn’t help it.
letting out an irritated sigh, he rubs a palm across his face. “i told you to sit down y/n. i’ll be through in a minute” he almost growled through gritted teeth.
moving closer, you carefully reach to grab his hand in an attempt to help. sucking in a harsh breath, he hastily snatches his hand out of your grasp. “did you get in a fight again?” you whispered quietly, cautious of his answer.
“i’ve told you not to ask fucking questions y/n! will you please go and sit your ass down before i fucking make you.” the sheer volume of his voice is enough to leave the hairs on your spine standing. deciding against pushing further, you scurry back through to the living room, trying to hold back tears as you go.
part two <3
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solverse · 7 months
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okay, we all know about SAGAU and its different hundred of aus (not complaining tho, some are chef kiss out there) but like I've been interested in Honkai Star Rail self-aware AU– like i know it's been out for a while but the SAGAU concept is even better when it comes to HSR because of it sheer size and potential.
(not saying Genshin SAGAU aren't good tho.)
It just that I've been having this brainrot and I just need to get it out.
Imagine in SAHSR (yk, self-aware honkai star rail), we got an OC (or reader, if you're more comfortable with that– i refuse to use Y/N, just no) that is an Aeon.
Nothing shocking but lets turn that up a bit by making the OC (or Reader) the oldest yet an unknown Aeon since they went into hiding, but still kept watch of the galaxies. People know little to nothing about OC other than their loyal followers– like, even some of the newer Aeons know nothing about us (or Reader).
My brain rot came up with the Aeon of Mortality. Kinda like an emphasization that we (the Aeon) was here before most of the living being in the galaxies (hence the 'creator' thingy).
Or Aeon of Origin would be a good one too since theres Terminus, the Aeon of Finality.
(kinda like a direct reference to Kiana and Mei, hehe.) But im leaning more towards Aeon of Mortality.
Heck, yk how the Imaginary element embodies the light of lives? yeh, spin that point to how when OC(or Reader), the Aeon of Mortality came into existence, which created the Imaginary element. hell, maybe even drag the Quantum element in too bcs mortality also embodies the aspect of death.
some of the faction/group names i came up with are [Freedom-willed Sworn], [Home of the Epheremeal] and [Anti-Entropy].
not gonna explain the meaning of all of that, but they all gotta do with mortality, freedom, freewill, the will to choose and live, etc.
now thats out of the way, lets get to the fun part!
OC (or Reader) is the Aeon that watches over the Trailblazers (like, us players) and latches onto the Astral Express because they used to be besties with Akilivi ( D: ). Stelle/Caelus have no idea how they got a whole Aeon to get attached to them but they aren't complaining!
(we are also the one enabling the two's trash-loving behavior lmao)
the Astral Express also has no idea why an Aeon, the oldest one (and one they know nothing about) decided to ride along with them. Himeko got used to our presence as we appeared when she repaired the train.
March is confused but happy, Dan Heng is cautious but tolerant and Welt is skeptical but lenient. But slowly, they get used to our presence and might even start liking our help and support!
Asta and Arlan are surprised to know that the oldest Aeon known is constantly watching over them. They've never met an Aeon that interact so close! Herta might have a whole aneurysm wanting to learn anything about us.
Screwllum and Ruan Mei would try to stop her but even they could not hide their curiosity about the oldest Aeon.
The Stellaron Hunters are surprised by our appearance as it was not written or foretold in Elio's script. Kafka is amused by the outcome, also a bit delighted to know that the Aeon (or Reader) was watching over them.
Going to Jarilo-IV! Surprise, surprise! Theres someone in Belobog who is a [Freedom-willed Sworn]! who is it? it can be whoever you might think it is!
The Jarilo-IV gang would be shocked to know that an Aeon was traveling alongside the Astral Express and was currently watching over them.
Some of them would be shy and awkward for knowing that, especially Bronya and Gepard. Some would be apprehensive, like Seele and Svarog. And some would be delighted! Aka, Sampo, Serval and Luka! Even Clara and Hook are happy to have us here.
Next station, the Xianzhou Luofu! right from the start, every kind of words gets out when they find out that the Aeon of Mortality is with the Astral Express. Xianzhou Luofu are skeptical of us, since they do not know of our standing, especially when it comes to the Plague Author (Yaoshi.)
not to mention OC/Reader is the Aeon of Mortality and little is known about us so they might think that our path is aligned with Yaoshi. (which doesnt, honestly.)
Jing Yuan would be suspicious of us but he would hide it well, Fu Xuan would be discontent since the future she saw did not include us, Yanqing have his own opinion but he'd follow Jing Yuan's belief, Sushang would be fascinated and Luocha would be surprised at our reveal.
Tingyun (or Phantylia) would be intrigued at our sudden appearance, Yukong is the same as Jing Yuan (just that she doesn't hide it) and Qingque wouldn't really care.
but once the Xianzhou Luofu quest is over and the gang understands that OC/Reader is not aligned with Yaoshi, they start warming up to us! while Xianzhou Luofu is devoted to Lan the Hunt in their pursue to eradicate Yaoshi, they wouldn't oppose the help of the oldest Aeon!
also, our relationship with some of the Aeons? Aeon OC/Reader constantly gives Qlipoth headaches and they would get worried about us since we do all kinds of shits ehehe.
Aeon OC/Reader constantly annoys Lan (affectionately) and Nanook whenever they get the chance.
OC/Reader are besties with Xipe (goes on a date all the time) and IX (bcs its hilarious). Likes to go sightseeing with Fuli and constantly argue with Aha lmao.
p.s. im hesitant to include the notion of 'Reader' as im not used to using that title but i think most people are more comfortable with that. i, however, will not use Y/N.
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itsyourvalerie · 2 months
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Hello! I know not a lot of people like him because yk but may I request a Valentino x Female Reader romance?
Like basically the hazbin hotel crew was figuring out how to get Angel Dust out of his contract with Valentino and they decide to go to Reader because Angel said that shes the most cooperating vee-
So reader is one of the vees and is a dance choreographer and owns the souls of her dancers
And while the hazbin crew is on their way to her studio they don't know that the three other vees are there watching the reader teaching her dancers
Yeah the crew got there and Angel spotted the vees there so the crew tried not to get noticed and eventually saw the reader just dancing with demons behind her trying to copy her
They overheard the vees conversation and just Valentino worshipping the reader and the crew is just shocked of Valentino's relationship with the reader, pretty please 😇🤗
Also Val and Reader are in a relationship :p
Thank youu! ❤
HI MY LOVE!! im so sorry this request took so long i have been thinking how to put it together and i still don't quite like the way it came out and im sorry if its not what you imagined. Hope you like it tho ❤️
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Valentino x female reader
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As the Hazbin Hotel crew (minus alastor, because he could care less) ventured through the bustling streets of Hell, their mission weighed heavily on their minds. They were determined to free Angel Dust from his nefarious contract with Valentino, and they knew that their best chance lay with y/n, one of the notorious "Vees" known for her cooperation with the underworld's elite.
Unknown to them, y/n was not only a Vee but also a dance choreographer, revered for her captivating performances and owning the souls of her loyal dancers. As they approached her studio, they were unaware of the presence of the other Vees lurking in the shadows.
Inside the studio, y/n stood at the center of the room, her graceful movements commanding the attention of her demonic dancers.
As Angel Dust spotted the other Vees observing from the sidelines, a wave of apprehension washed over him. He signaled this friends to keep quiet, not wanting to draw attention to their presence.
They watched in silence as y/n danced, her movements fluid and mesmerizing. But their focus soon shifted as they overheard the Vees' conversation, filled with unsettling praises and worshipping of y/n by none other than Valentino himself.
"Isn't she divine?" Vox whispered eagerly, his eyes gleaming with admiration as he stared at the dancing female.
Valentino's voice cut through the air like a sinister whisper, a smirk on his face and a cigarette between his two fingers, his tone laced with reverence. "She's a masterpiece, a true gem of Hell. I've never seen anything quite like her." He praised.
Shock and disbelief washed over Angel and everyone else (even Vox and Velvette) as they listened to Valentino's twisted admiration for y/n, realizing the extent of his influence over her and the dangerous game she was unwittingly playing.
As the vees continued their conversation, discussing the power and prestige that came with being in y/n's favor, the Hazbin crew exchanged worried glances. They knew they had to tread carefully if they were to stand any chance of freeing Angel Dust from Valentino's grasp, now that y/n was in the game.
But amidst the chaos and deception, one thing became clear: y/n was not just a vee caught in Valentino's web—she was a key player in the intricate dance of power and manipulation that defined life in Hell. And if the crew wanted to free Angel Dust from his contract, they would need to navigate this treacherous dance with caution and cunning. Which meant to get y/n's help as soon as possible.
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acinnamongirlsdiary · 3 months
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𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓕𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓟𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓡𝓲𝓫𝓫𝓸𝓷𝓼-𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 1: 𝓢𝓪𝓭 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓫𝔂 𝓛𝓓𝓡
Summary: Reader and Jacaerys are arranged to be wed. But reader doesn’t want that bc she hardly remembers him. Tension are rising with house Lannister so allies are more important then ever.
Cw: Slowburn, angst, this is genuinely just a fix-it fic, Rhaenicent, some mentions of s/a trauma but will be tagged in the chapters!!, mean dad, eventual smut but will tag in chapters, readers super apprehensive, VERY self indulgent
Pls be nice this is my first fic lol!! Feedback is very welcome tho! Banner creds to- @gwzzzly
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.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
You were sure your father would be the death of you. One of the most powerful and influential lords of Westeros forcing his youngest daughter to marry Queen Rhaenrya’s eldest son, Jacaerys Valeryon.
Knowing him since you were kids claimed your beating heart just a little. The thought still scared you. The idea of a loveless, political marriage was terrifying. Especially with a man you haven’t seen in 7 years.
“We’re almost to Kings landing, My Lady.” Your maid and friend, Abby, said. “Are you excited? I remember when we were younger you were so in love with him and the idea of becoming queen.”
She was right. The idea of Jacaerys and being queen was enticing, but your father’s words were causing a little apprehension to say the least.
“I don’t know.” You spoke softly, as though you were trying not to wake a bear, “I remember him being kind, but it’s been so long. What if he’s changed? What if he’s become as power hungry like most other men.”
“I choose to believe Rhaenrya would rather die then let that happen.” Abby said. She was amazing to have around. So kind an positive even when you would start to spiral.
“I’m hoping for my sake he’s understanding. I’m so nervous I don’t know how I’ll react when I see him.” You said poking out the window. The foliage and mountains were so beautiful, covered with fog ready to claim travelers.
It reminded you of simpler, softer times.
.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
Getting out of the carriage and up the steps to the throne room were grueling. Your father reminding you to speak kindly and be as open as possible was stressing you out and causing you to shut down even more. He could be kind, your father as you siblings loved to remind you, but he was nothing if not arrogant through and through.
The throne room was vast but smaller than you remember. Running through it and poking your finger on the swords of the iron throne (which was just as intimidating as before). Rhaenyra and Alicent smiled at you.
“Hello sweet girl” Alicent said, pulling you into a warm hug. “It’s been so long you’re so much older!” She smiled.
“Queen Alicent! I’ve missed you!” You exclaimed wrapping your arms around her. You didn’t expect to see Jacaerys right away asking the queens where he was.
“Oh Jace is on the beach with Luke training.” Rhaenyra stated. Her warm gaze on you felt nostalgic. “Heleana will show you your room and perhaps you two can take a walk to show you around.”
.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
As you walked with Heleana, your anxiety started to lower. She spoke about how kind Jacaerys was, how much you’ll like it here and how excited he was to see you again.
“He’ll be at the feast tonight. It’s all he’s spoken to Rhaenrya about for the past couple of days!” She giggled.
“Really? I didn’t expect him to be so happy.” The thought of a man so happy to see you after so long felt you with warmth.
“Oh yes. He’s gotten bigger than he was before.” She giggled “I’m sure he’ll be able to twirl you around whilst you two dance the night away!” She let go of your hand and started to spin, while looking dreamily to the sky.
.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
Your nerves eased through the day, talking and having tea and picking out dresses with Abby and Heleana.
“That one will bring him to his knees.” Abby giggle, referring to a beautiful pink gown with shirt sleeves and little ruffles on the bodice. You twirl thinking of dancing with Jacaerys. His arms around you as if you were the only people in the world.
“Did you hear what Lady Carrie said?” Abby spoke as she massaged shampoo through your hair. “She was speaking to one of the Tyrell boys and how she planned to dance with him.” You gasp. The idea of Lady Carrie and him was odd. Especially with how rough he looked. “I don’t think he deserves her though.”
The night went on with gossip and preparing for the grand meal. You tried to pay attention but ever mention of Jacaerys made you both freeze up and go stiff but also become excited in ways you could hardly contain. The idea of him and you being bound together scared you. But you’re hair tied up and flowers woven through out, your makeup in light pink shades and in your beautiful pink dress, you knew you at least looked your best.
Walking into the dining room all eyes were on you. Especially Jacaerys’.
.˳⁺⁎˚ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ˚⁎⁺˳ .
Sorry if this is so short! The future chapters will be longer but I just wanted to get this one out!
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