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toska-writes · 2 months

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“Where the stars can shine”

Summary: the fighting never stops, and it never will so it’s in everyone’s best interest to find the calm moments when you can.

Pairing: The Bad Batch x padawan!reader (OF COURSE THIS IS PLATONIC)

Warning: none just so much fluff!

Word count: 1261 (not proof read but what did you expect)

Notes: IM WATCHING THE NEW BAD BATCH SEASON AFTER THIS! So this is my way of manifesting everyone being alright to end the show 🥲

The war never ended, nor would it for anyone who has endured it and its intensity.

One fight always rolled into another and nothing could be done to stop it. The only way to get through it was to find the little cracks in all the bad. The place where the sun could shine and the flowers could grow.

Or in this case, the stars could twinkle.

"This is already too high for me." Wrecker stated loudly hauling himself up the side of the Marauder.

Crosshair, who was currently under Wreck scoffed to himself before clambering up the side like it was nothing. "You never seem to have that problem when we're in the air." He quipped.

"Well I'm inside then." He whined finally being assisted by Hunter who had the small hands of Omega making sure he didn't fall.

You could only laugh at the scene, leaning back on Echo you could feel him laugh too.

"Who do you think's falling off first?" You ask with a smile that was masked by the moonlight.

"The real question is," Echo leaned forward, surprised a little bit that the top of the marauders could fit 5 fully grown clones plus omega and the Jedi padawan. "Who's going to be pushed off first."

You looked back towards him and in an instant you spoke the same word together. "Tech."

Speaking of the devil, Tech's voice rang out as you looked over to where he had an arm pointing something out beyond the horizon.

"-and if you look there you'll be able to see Endor"

Omega's eyes lit up brighter than they have been in the past few days, nothing seemed to be going right for that bad batch no matter how much they tried.

"Have you guys been there?" Omegas eyes scanned the rest of her family that sat gazing with her. The sky on this backwater planet was surprisingly clear, clearer than you thought it would be.

"Eh once or twice." Hunter shrugged it off with a smile as all that Omega could do was gawk up at her big brother.

"Thats an understatement." Crosshair added quietly from beside you. With a nudge to your shoulder he added. "That meat-head over there blew up more than half the forest and got us kicked out. For life."

"Hey!" Wrecker let go of his strong grip of the Marauder with one hand to wave it at the sniper.

Omega giggled giving you a glance as you could help but laugh at the exchange. "Have you?"

You could only smile at the found memories the question brought you. Landing with your Master on a planet you've never even heard of at that time. The trees the towered over you and the abundant shades of green that you didn't even know existed. The faint sound of your master laughing as you stared up from the base of the tall trees fathomed by the hight.

"Yeah I went once I think during the Clone Wars. It was beautiful there." You spoke, the smiles spread from Omegas face to Hunters as he watched you retell the fond memories.

"Well I also did kinda crash into a tree there but other than that the rest was beautiful." Echo hide his laugh behind you as you told the more embarrassing part of the trip.

"I think I did hear about that one." The ex arc trooper spoke out. You shoved him back slightly as your gaze returned to the stars above.

"Now if you all turn your gazes eastward you can spot the Orion constellation which should also mean the Canis Major is pretty close." Tech pointed upward now, his own eyes locked tightly on the stars.

"That one has the brightest star in the whole galaxy right?" Omega filled in, whether Tech wanted to continue himself or not he could only beam down at the girl, who clearly heard this from him before.'

You smiled also recounting when Tech probably told the group for the first time.

The bounty hunters came from nowhere that day, Omega gripped on the back of Echo's armor plate with tears streaking down her face clearly scared.

Tech stood above you the, a data pad scanned over you as Hunter tried to apply some pressure to a wound you sustained on your side. Wrecker and Cross stood around the group, the sniper's gaze fixed on the darken horizon beyond.

Panicked breath sounded out and flown into the barren night, as much as you didn't want to scare Omega more you really could help it. You were scared yourself.

"Do you see that over there." Tech took your free arm in his hand and pointed up to the looming sky with it. "That really bright star?"

You were pulled back from your thoughts with the slightest nudge from Crosshair who spared you a glance, nobody else seemed to notice his movements

"I want to go to all of those planets one day." The words were light from Omega, a smile still evident in her voice.

"You'll definitely need to learn to fly then." You added shooting a look at Tech who finally spared a glance at someone else and was immersed in taking pictures of the different planets and constellations.

"If you can find another ship." Tech said mater-o-factly with a finger in the air.

"Aweeee Tech." Omega did the only thing she could think of, huge tooka eyes found Tech and with the pout of her bottom lip you could almost see the moment Tech cracked.

"More contemplation will be needed for that"

Though Omega wasn't disappointed for long as Crosshair whispered to her. "That's practically a yes."

Hunter laughed now shoving Crosshair back into a lying down position. He noted that his brother looked quite different without his armor, but it was a sight he could get used to.

Opening his mouth Tech was about to defend himself before a snore racked through the air.

"Put someone else to sleep too Techy." Crosshair jabbed a finger at wrecker who still seemed to gripped the ship tightly.

You couldn't blame him though, and is wasn't just because of Tech talking, but you did insist the stars and planets were best to see in the late night. A yawn stifled through you, Echo wasn't the warmest person but the arms that wrapped around you from the clone seemed to do it.

"It's not even that late." Omega protested but her heavy eyelids seemed to contradict her own words.

"No no, we all can't fall asleep up here or it's going to be a pain getting down." Omega curled up into Hunters chest as he spoke. He slowly started to get up.

"One of us should get Wreck." Your own eyelids battled against you as you fought to sit up.

"On it." Crosshair was the last person who you thought would offer but as his leg extended you watched Wrecker rolled over the side.

His startled yell was masked by the thud of him hitting the soft grass below.

"See it wasn't even that far." The skipper shrugged pushing himself over the edge and landing gracefully with even using the side to get down.

You chuckled as you rolled your eyes at the brothers were up to their old antics.

The chill air was a good contrast to the heated days that came before, so much fighting it seemed that it would never end.

Moments like these would always be cherished, and surprisingly Tech wasn't the one to get pushed off the Marauder.

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the-travelling-witch · 2 years

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Uh...Hi 👋🏻

I'm not sure how this 'ask' thing works since I'm new to Tumblr, but my friend recommended reading one of your fictions and it was really well written, I don't usually like fan fiction since majority of the time its really OOC.

But I'd like to ask for one please, I'm a really big Xiao and Kazuha lover, so may I request a scenario where the reader {could it be female if thats okay?} is sitting in a nice little scenery with the lad, and she just admires them wholeheartedly and compliments their features like I for one love Xiao's eyes so much.

That's all for now, your creative brain can think up the rest. Thanks <3

Admiring them [anemo version]

summary: you´re busy admiring your anemo boyfriend when he catches you staring

pairings: xiao x gn!reader; kazuha x reader; heizou x reader; venti x reader; aether x reader

warnings: kazuha´s and heizou´s parts are a little suggestive but nothing too bad; otherwise just fluff

a/n: thank you so much, nonnie!! hearing that my writing is in character is one of the best compliments i could imagine (also shout out to your friend) ♡ these are just some short scenarios bc my brain didn´t have the stamina to write long scenes but i might come back to this idea bc i, too, could stare at xiao´s eyes for hours~ and, as you might notice, i´m down bad for heizou

genshin impact masterlist

XIAO

Doesn’t notice at first but gets so shy when he catches your starstruck gaze

His gorgeous features are highlighted by the rosy blush dusting his cheeks as he turns his face away and tries to shield himself with his hand

But you don’t miss the way his curious amber eyes flit back to you to gauge your reaction

You were comfortably settled on one of the hilltops surrounding Liyue Harbor, granting you a grandiose view of the city below. The Lantern Rite Festival was in full swing and every street and house was lit alight by a multitude of colourful lanterns. From where you sat, the people carrying lanterns were unrecognisable, making it look like a thousand fireflies were dancing through the night.

Leaning your head against Xiao’s shoulder, you let out a deep sigh “Isn’t this beautiful, dear?”

“I guess so,” he mumbled as he hesitantly brought his arm around your waist. When you snuggled into him more, his action gained more confidence though and he lightly tugged you further against him. “People don’t believe in the adepti as they used to but they still throw festivals for them. How ridiculous.”

“I think that’s the case with most traditions. Their original meaning fades over time but because people grow up learning this way, they’ll continue to do it like that in the future. And their kids will grow up learning it too…and so on and so forth.” Xiao merely scoffed but you knew he wasn’t as averse to the people of Liyue Harbor as he let on.

You sat in peaceful silence for a while, letting the bustling of the city mixed with the sounds of nature from the mountains serve as background noise. Then, the first light of a xiao lantern floated into the night sky and thousands followed its path. The sea around the harbour was set ablaze as people set lanterns out on the water. Reaching for your boyfriend’s hand, you intertwined your fingers and gave them a playful squeeze.

As more and more lights filled the air, you turned to Xiao who was curiously watching the scene unfold before him. The lanterns’ shine was perfectly reflected in his gorgeous amber eyes as they seemingly glowed from the inside out. The night breeze gently twirled the strands framing his face and you couldn’t help but be in awe “Truly breathtaking…”

“Aren’t you exaggerat—“ Xiao faced you but was cut off by you already looking at him. “Why are you giving me that look??”

“What? I’m admiring the view, that’s what we came here for after all,” you teased, giving him a gentle nudge with your elbow.

“I will never understand you mortals”, he grumbled without any malice as he whipped his head to the side to hide his rosy cheeks from you, of which you had already gotten a glimpse.

Sitting up on your knees, you draped yourself over his back, your head resting on his. “It’s true though. You’re absolutely stunning, whether you can see it yourself or not. But that’s what I’m here for, right? I’ll remind you everyday if I have to, that you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever had the luck of meeting, both inside and out. If you know that, then it’s okay.”

Tentatively, Xiao slipped his fingers between yours, tenderly returning the affectionate squeeze you gave him earlier. He needen´t express himself with words when you knew it was a grateful "I know."

KAZUHA

Kazuha’s pleasantly surprised, his features soon morphing into a serene smile

Conveys how much he appreciates your affection before returning the favour and showering you with the most eloquent of verses

He’s always been very secure in your relationship and has never been shy to voice how charming you are to him, so catching you admiring his features feels very intimate in a non sexual way

You were sitting beneath a crimson maple tree a few kilometres away from Liyue Harbor as you watched the falling leaves dance in the breeze before gracefully landing in a gentle stream carrying them away. But this wasn´t the only view to marvel at. No, if anything, the sight which caught your eye was even more beautiful than the landscape surrounding you.

Enraptured, you followed each elegant move your boyfriend executed as he practised his sword technique. He might have discarded the title of samurai but he was still diligently improving his fighting prowess and you certainly didn't mind “reviewing his form”.

The polished silver of his blade gleamed as it passed through the sunrays filtering through the tree crowns above. He had tied back both sleeves of his haori jacket and his hair, the short ponytail exposing the curve of his neck. Every now and then, you were even granted a peek of his collarbones when the garment slipped slightly open at the front. The muscles in his forearms flexed with each rise and fall of his katana, which subsequently made heat rise to your cheeks.

“You have a curious way of observing my technique, love.” Kazuha´s low chuckle brought you out of your daydreaming fantasy and you quickly averted your eyes, your face and neck practically burning in shame. The action caused him to laugh a little more as he lowered his sword and slowly approached your sitting form. “It´s alright, darling. After all, you need to get a very close look to help me with the fine details of my practice, isn´t that right?”

“Point taken, now stop embarrassing me!” The measly cover your hands provided only lasted a couple of seconds before two hands -one bare and one bandaged- gently closed around your wrists and exposed you to the inquisitive gaze of your lover. As your eyes found crimson ones, your heart beat started irregularly jumping up and down at the depth of emotion you found swirling within.

“There we go, that's much better.” Light as a feather, Kazuha trailed millions of fluttering butterfly kisses first across your wrists, palms and fingers before making his way up your arm until he had pulled you close enough, so his warm breath fanned your neck. If he couldn´t hear your heart before, he certainly could now. You were surprised it hadn´t leapt out of your chest and into his hands, where it metaphorically had already made its home.

More kisses bloomed along the skin of your collarbone and up your neck, stopping right underneath the sensitive spot behind your ear, his low hum sending shivers down your spine. “You needn´t be embarrassed, my love. On the contrary, I quite enjoy having your attention on me, considering how your alluring charms occupy my mind nearly every waking second of my day. Even at night, your magnificent figure follows me into my dreams, so it seems only fair that this feeling is shared by us both, don´t you think, darling?”

“None of this is fair!”, you whined as the vibrations of his voice seemed to reach even the deepest part of your soul. As if to prove your point, Kazuha cupped your cheek with one hand to keep you in place while his soft lips worked their way up your jaw. Yes, you were certain: whatever game this was, your boyfriend was definitely cheating.

“Ah but don´t you remember, love?” The skin around his eyes crinkled lightly to reflect the scarlet mirth staring back at you, the small smirk he adorned tangible against the corner of your lips.

“´All is fair in matters of love and war.´ But if you think this is foul-play,” he contemplated while his thumb traced the arch of your lower lip, “I might have to throw my morals to the wind more often.”

HEIZOU

(Why would you do this to yourself? /j)

The smug smirk he wears when he catches you staring tells you that you’re in for it now

It’s nearly impossible to slip anything past his trained detective eyes and when Heizou studies your expression, he’s naturally quick to put two and two together

But don’t you dare look away while he’s cooing at how adorable you are, he’ll tilt your face back towards his with two fingers placed on your chin to further continue his investigation~

You’re not sure if either of you had moved within the last hour. And you’re not sure if either of you wanted to move for that matter.

For context, your boyfriend was completely absorbed by a new puzzle he had gotten, so much so that you doubted he could see or hear anything that was farther than 10 or 20 centimetres from reach. By now you were used to his moods and just let him be, having learnt the hard way that there’s no way to get him back to the real world in a time like that.

As for you, well, you were completely absorbed by…him. The way his brow creased, how his teeth worried his bottom lip when he was stuck on a certain part, his bright eyes that narrowed in deep concentration and his moles…those goddamn moles!!

For now, you were torn between admiring him and scowling at him for being so beautiful it was maddening. Frustrated, you scoffed under your breath.

“Drives you that crazy, hmm?” he said without looking up from his work, mischief swinging in his voice. Chuckling when your head snapped up in surprise, he raised his eyes to meet yours, amusement evident amidst olive green. “What, you thought I wouldn’t notice when you’re basically burning holes into my head with how much you’re staring, baby?”

“I’m glad at least one of us finds this amusing,” you grumbled, defiantly looking away from him. If you had kept your eyes on him a little longer though, you would’ve noticed how he rounded the table and came up behind where you were sitting. But because you didn’t, his voice ringing out directly besides your ear nearly made you jump out of your skin.

“For someone who’s been so observant up until now, you’re quite easy to sneak up on, you know.” His teasing snicker set the back of your neck and most possibly also your cheeks on fire. When you turned around to give him a piece of your mind, you were playing right into his hands, which came down on either side of you as he crowded you against the table, his smug smirk even wider now. “Tell me baby, what’s got you so upset?”

“No.”

“Oh come on. I’m your boyfriend, remember?” he cooed. One of his hands cupped the side of your jaw, high enough for his thumb to trace circles onto your cheek. “But I’m not a mind-reader. I can’t make you feel better if you don’t tell me what’s wrong. My, with how you’re burning up, I might just think you have a fever.”

“Oh, shut up,” you mumbled and turned your head away again. “You know exactly what’s going on.”

“Mhm, I do.” His voice low, barely above a whisper and oh so close to you, made goosebumps rise along your arms. “But I like to hear you say it.”

“You’re the worst.”

“Aww, you’re breaking my heart, sweetheart. Say,” two of his fingers rested under your chin to tilt it back to his, making it impossible to escape his half-lidded gaze, “am I really that bad?”

Your eyes flitted down towards his lips as Heizou leaned in. Winding your arms around his neck with one hand settling comfortably in his auburn hair, you straightened to meet him halfway.

As your lips nearly touched his, you whispered “Yeah, you drive me out of my mind.”

VENTI

Cheeky, cheeky bard

Thrives with your attention on him and will tease you about it

As he flirts back and returns your compliments tenfold, his bright eyes seem to hold an even livelier spark than usual

When he shows you the most recent song he wrote, you’ll find the person who inspired it feels rather familiar

The fresh breeze curled around your face and tugged at your clothes but it didn’t chill you. On the contrary, it was a welcome sensation that brought with it the scent of flowers and apples.

You were sitting on the stone parapet surrounding the plaza in front of the cathedral. At the foot of Mondstadt’s Barbatos Statue there was a little get together of bards from all over Teyvat, swapping stories and presenting their newly written works.

And in the midst of it all was your lovely boyfriend, who naturally attracted the people around him. Whether it was because of his charms, his talent or because he was literally the patron of bards you didn’t know but you were happy he could share his passion with like-minded people. In fact, it was your idea to come here in the first place. But at one point you had taken a step back from the conversation and let Venti do his thing.

Your attention was drawn back to the crowd though when the familiar tune of a lyre reached your ears. From how often you got to listen to it, you’d be able to pick this instrument from hundreds of its kind each time. Or maybe it wasn’t the lyre but the person playing it.

Slowly you approached the bards and pushed your way to the front, where you had perfect vision of Venti strumming his lyre with lithe fingers and humming a new yet comfortingly familiar melody. With his eyes closed and a serene smile on his face, he swayed in time with his piece. Although it was an action so simple, you found you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the sight of him so in his element, as if nothing or no one else was there.

You were so lost in him that it took you a couple of seconds to notice he had finished performing and was making his way over, teal eyes already fixed on you. There was a playful grin tugging at his lips, getting more excited the closer he came.

“Did you like it, dove?” Venti immediately grasped both your hands within his and brought them up to his lips to press quick pecks to your knuckles “Or were you too busy staring to notice who this song was dedicated to, ehe~?”

“Well, I can’t help it that my boyfriend is so beautiful, can I now?”, you teased back, one hand straightening the cap on his head before twirling one of his braids around your finger.

“It’s a tragedy, really,” he sighed, wiping a fake tear from the corner of his eyes. Then he lifted his hand to your face and gently smoothed the knuckle of his pointer finger across your cheekbone, all the while giving you the softest look you’d ever seen a person muster “But this does not even compare to the hardships I go through, all because my partner is so gorgeous. Especially when they look at me with eyes so full of love, how can I keep myself from writing a million songs about them? How do I endure the constant thoughts of them crossing my mind? The burden, it’s near impossible to bear!”

“Oh, woe is us! Fate can be so cruel,” you mock sobbed before you both erupted into a fit of giggles. When you calmed down you fixed him with the most loving gaze “I love you, Venti.”

“I love you, too, dove.”

AETHER

A smile so bright it could replace the sun and the matching warmth on his cheeks

Followed by the most adorable giggles which envelope you like a cosy blanket

Very expressive about his gratitude and even more vocal about his adoration for you

Expect more ‘random’ compliments and small gestures from him from now on

You were lazing around on your shared bed as you waited for your boyfriend to grace you with his presence. And luckily for you and your ceiling, which you probably would've turned into a donut if you had stared any longer, the characteristic sound of the front door opening, followed by the hopeful call of your name, had you sitting up straight fast enough to make the room spin.

Aether had been away on commissions for too long in your humble opinion. So, when the bedroom door opened to reveal your sunshine of a boyfriend, he thanked the Archons for his fast reflexes, otherwise both of you would´ve gone down with how you threw yourself at him. But luckily, Aether is Aether and twirling you around upon catching you was one of the easiest parts of his life.

“You're finally back! I missed you so much!”, you exclaimed while throwing your arms around his neck. You couldn't help but giggle when he returned the sentiment as sincerely as you gave it. Pressing a kiss to his forehead, you slid back down and intertwined your hands. “Come on, you must be tired. Let's get you washed up and then let's eat!”

No matter how often you saw it, there was something entrancing about the way Aether carefully removed piece after piece of his armour until only his pants and crop top remained. When all his discarded clothes found their way into the hamper, he sat down in front of your vanity and reached for the end of his braid.

“Here, let me help you with that.” Aether offered no protest as he relaxed fully into the chair and basically melted as your fingers trailed up his arms and massaged some of the tense spots around his shoulders. Then, just as carefully, your fingertips brushed along the expanse of his spine and you prided yourself on the little shiver that visibly ran through him. “Relax, honey. Let me take care of you.”

By the time your fingers gently removed the hair tie from his blonde strands, Aether had his eyes closed while his breath had evened out. If it weren't for the little hums he left out as the pressure on his scalp ebbed away when you slowly undid his braid, you'd have thought he was asleep. After tenderly running your fingers through the entirety of his hair to get out the biggest tangles, you reached for the brush on the vanity.

Making your way from the ends of his hair to the roots, you found that there wasn't much to do actually. Sure, there was one or the other tiny knot but otherwise his hair had inexplicably remained pretty tangle-free. You couldn't help but wonder how your boyfriend managed to do that because you were quite sure if you had his hair, you´d have brought at least half a forest worth of twigs and leaves home with you.

So, who could blame you that you kept smoothing over his beautiful locks long after you were done brushing them out, especially when the sinking evening sun turned them into liquid gold between your fingertips. A few more minutes wouldn't hurt right?

“You´re so cute, you know that?” You tore your eyes from the strands in your grasp to the mirror, wide eyes meeting his half-lidded ones. In your surprise you had let go of the hair you were holding as you fumbled for something to say. But Aether beat you to it. “Please, keep going. This feels so nice.”

Who were you to deny him? He needn't ask twice before your fingers had picked up their earlier ministrations again as the light falling through the window made your boyfriend glow brighter than any treasure ever could.

„How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?“, you mused, small smile visible in the vanity mirror. At that, Aether craned his neck to look up at you, his eyes wide and curious at your sudden declaration. But then an equally adoring grin tugged at his lips as he turned around in your arms.

„Isn’t that my line?“, he chuckled. Looping his arms around your neck, he cradled the back of your head in his palm as he pulled you down to his height. Every kiss you shared didn´t last long as you both smiled into them, leading to you breaking apart after only a few seconds. Giving his nose a quick peck, you settled for resting your forehead against his, basking in your boyfriend's contagious giggles.

You´d often heard people say that home was not a place but a person and while you understood the meaning of the statement, you could never reflect the sentiment. But after meeting Aether and travelling Teyvat with him, you started to see the truth behind the phrase. After all, you couldn´t care less about where you were as long as you were with him.

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bump1nthen1ght · 10 months

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Out of The Woods (Epilogue: Part 2)

Pairing: M! Werewolf x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Domestic Life, Established Relationship

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1797 words

Summary: Nothing says love better then an impromptu living room dance party

(AKA a fun snippet of you and Heath's life)

A/N: The fluffy piece won second in the poll and I already has this in the works so I hope y'all enjoy!!

ALSO

Recommended listening: Bet On It from High School Musical 2

(which if you haven't seen this scene, do yourself a favor and watch it lol)

In a weird way, Heath being a werewolf didn’t come up too often in your house.

It was probably because many of his wolf traits had become normal to your everyday routine. His long hair, his shaggy tail, and even his wolf form assimilated into your isolated farm-life with very little issue.

(And with the hunters off your back and most townsfolk none the wiser, it could stay that way)

It was only when he’d ask you a pop culture question everyone should know, or ate the steaks you had bought raw as a midnight snack, or forgot how your air conditioning work, that you were reminded of it. How long had Heath lived as an “other”, detached from society and other people? You very rarely broached the subject, knowing how he would get quiet and bristle at the thought of the past. Of living on his own, on the edge.

So you’d answer his simple questions, let him gnaw on some bones, and let him tell you when he needed to. It was better that way.

You’re watching a movie one night, not a terribly good one, where the main character gets dragged to a club by her friends. They’re convincing her she needs to ‘live a little’, forcing her out of her comfort zone and onto the crowded, sweaty dance floor. The scene is dark and not very well lit, the background music not properly mixed and drowing out most of the audio. Though you guess thats pretty accurate to the club experience.

“Do people actually do that?”

Heath asks, head laid in your lap as you play with his hair.

“Do what?”

“Go to…that.” He points at the scene, eyes scrunched up at the jarring lights and mass amounts of people. “Go to a crowded place in the dark and dance? Why not go somewhere with some room? This place looks like a fucking nightmare.”

You laugh, watching as the clumsy main character dives and dances between egregiously grinding couples.

“It definitely can be, but people seem to love it.” You twirl a finger through Heath’s hair, only paying half-attention to the clunky dialogue. “And it can be nice once in a while, especially if you’ve got a good group of friends.” You chuckle. “Me and my college buddies would sometimes get wasted before hand, go and dance for an hour or two, then come back and get in our pj’s and watch a movie. I prefer clubs in short bursts; they can be kind of exhilarating, but exhausting.”

Heath hums, pressing his head into your palm when you scratch behind his ear. It makes you smile, but not before seeing the slightly melancholy look on his eye.

You look up at the screen. Now the main character is thoroughly drunk, holed up in the bathroom with her friends and laughing her ass off. They all dance terribly, cracking jokes and hugging each other the way drunk people do. They’ve all got big smiles on their face, even in the grimy bathroom.

Heath has gone quiet, your hands still running through his hair. He sighs.

You weren’t a big club person anymore, but you do remember loving that time of your life. Sure, you’re shitty knees and early bedtime weren’t great for it now and you’re sure you left those clubs wondering why anybody does that on the regular, but you had still been able to do it. To knock it off the checklist, even just to say it wasn’t for you.

You don’t think Heath ever did. Never was able to be that careless, joyful, and deliriously young.

“This movie sucks ass.”

Now that’s more like Heath.

—

The look on Heath’s face lingers with you for the rest of the night and into the morning, enough to remind you when you both sit down to watch something again the next night.

“How about we don’t watch a movie tonight?”

Heath turns his head up from his tub of popcorn, quirking his brow.

“Oh, did you wanna play some video games?”

“No…” You look at the dimmer switch not too far from the couch. Its right next to your back porch door, adorned with some fairy lights you hung up and proceeded to never use. That, combined with the never used bluetooth speaker above your fireplace, gives you an idea.

You hop up from the couch, queing up a certain song in your phone before flicking the dimmer and the fairy lights. The low light makes Heath’s wolf eyes shine, his ears flicking as he readjusts to his surroundings. With a little beep from the speaker, you set down your phone and jog in front of Heath, letting the song start. His ears swivel again, looking up at you like the adorable puppy he can be.

“Isn't this that song from that movie a couple nights ago?”

“Yeah!” You bop to the beat, shimmying your shoulders to the heavy drum beat intro. “Don’t pretend you didn’t like it. I heard you humming it in the shower yesterday morning. Now come on!” You grab and pull at Heath’s hand, even knowing he’s far too big for you to make him budge. “Come dance with me! Everybody’s always talking at me-”

Heath rolls his eyes, but you can tell he enjoys your discordant singing.

“Everybody’s trying to get in my head. I wanna listen to my own heart talkin’. I wanna listen to my own heart talking. I need to count on myself instead. Did you ever-”

With a dramatic pout om his face, Heath chuckles and sits up, grabbing your hand as you sing into a pretend microphone. But you’re still doing most of the dancing, shaking your hips back and forth. You wiggle your eyebrows and try to encourage him to move.

“What exactly should I do?”

“Just…” you wiggle your fingers, “let your body roll with the music. Let it consume you.” Hands still interlocked, you begin to sway Heath’s arms back and forth. He gets some of the idea, bobbing his head. Your shoulder movements become exaggerated, trying to look as ridiculous as possibke to encourage Heath to loosen up.

“I’m not gonna stop, that’s who I am. I’ll give it all I got, that is my plan.” Heath laughs at your flailing arms, beginning to shimmy his shoulders like you are. You mime the dramatic facial expressions of Zac Efron, gesturing to Heath to join you in singing. He rolls his eyes, but starts mutter-singing anyway. You didn’t expect him to know all the lyrics, but he’s actually hitting all the words with you.

I knew he liked High School Musical 2.

You pull Heath out to the middle of the living room, giving you more space to add some footwork as the chorus hits. You yank Heath’s arms back and forth and shake your hips, which only makes Heath laugh more.

“-you know you can bet on it, bet on it, bet on it, bet on me!”

You let loose one hand and stretch out to the side on the long note, when Heath pulls you back toward him for a spin. You giggle uncontrollably, singing louder and louder, squealing when Heath dips you. He nuzzles your nose and gets a peck to the lips in return.

You hop up, throwing your hand to your forehead when the dramatic slow part begins. He rolls his eye again, but you can see him nodding along.

“It’s no good at all, to see yourself and not recognize your face-” Heath hops in with the backing “oohs”. You point an exaggerated finger. “Out on my own, it’s such a scary place.” You’re cut off when Heath pulls you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. But you’re even more gobsmacked when he sings the next part, in earnest.

“The answers are all inside of me. All I gotta do-” His voice is surprisingly melodic, deep but not flat or even off-pitch. “-is believe.”

The natural pause in the music would be the perfect time to sneak in a romantic kiss, but you’re both caught up in the performance now. You both turn to look at an inaginary camera when the music drops, arms now locked as if dancing ballroom.

“I’m not gonna stop, not gonna stop till I get my shot.” Moving across the living room with messy footwork, you two belt the chorus. Heath draws you down for another dip when the long note of “-bet on meee” hits. It’s silly, but you do feel like a pop star.

From the outside you’re sure you look absolutely insane. Just two adults flailing and dancing around their living room as speakers blast. If you had neighbors, they’d definitely complain or be calling the cops by now.

But right now, its just you and Heath. Dancing together, hearts pounding, with big smiles and stupid amounts of giggling. Just a pocket of your life, all sweet and your own.

The song slowly fades out, leaving to lean over and shamefully realize how out of breath you are.

God, I need to start hiking or something. This is embarassing

Heath, with his wolf stamina, is not even breathing heavy and catches you in a hug, peppering your cheek with kisses. He bounces on his heels and practically throws you down on the couch, his tail wagging behind him. He snuggles into your neck, blowing raspberries into your skin and making you laugh.

Still letting your heart slow down, you exhale and look at Heath.

“So….how’d you like you’re first dance party?”

“I liked it!” Heath pants, a big stupid smile one his face. “More than I thought I would. You being so terrible at dancing really helped.” You gasp, playfully smacking his shoulder. He blows another rapsberry into your neck, the pleqsant rumble in his chest. After a coupe more play hits and giggles, Heath relaxes into your arms. “I’ve…never really done anything like that before. It was nice.”

“Well, I’m happy to be your first.” You run a couple fingers through Heath's hair, stopping to scratch at the base of his wolf ears. He nuzzles even deeper. “And if you ever feel the need to dance party again, just let me know.”

The two of you sit like that awhile, as you often do. Just basking in each other's warmth, soaking in the skin contact.

You can’t wait to spend more firsts with him.

#my writing #reader insert #monster x reader #fluff #female reader insert #werewolf #werewolf x reader

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mmmfanfiction · 4 months

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Hi!! Ik your probably stressed bc ur really active XD but I hope you drink some water and get some rest. When you find the time to write could I request a flippy/flipqy x reader Christmas head cannons?

Also if your doing the anon thing could I be -🌹 anon ?

Thats super sweet of you, anon! I hope that you’re getting a bunch of water and rest too! Sorry this came in so late, I started writing but didn’t finish. However I did give myself the deadline of Christmas which helped me actually finish this (finishing things on the deadline gang) anyway, I hope you like it!

warnings: mentions of death, literally nothing else just me imagining Fliqpy being like a lethal house cat-

Flippy

🧸I like to think Christmas is like a sense of nostalgia for Flippy.

🧸Like he’s done it his entire life, so it brings him back to his childhood.

🧸Flippy defo decorates, but not in the overboard, as soon as thanksgiving ends, everything’s lit up kind of way.

🧸More of a chill decorator. Doesn’t go all out but theirs definitely decoration.

🧸However if your one of those big decorators he will definitely help out with some things. Also he won’t let you go on the roof unless your experienced. Even then he’s like hovering below you.

🌹”Babe I’m not gonna fall, you don’t have to follow me wherever I go with that pillow.”

🧸”But I don’t want you to get hurt :(“

🧸I feel like he knows how to make REALLY good hot cocoa

🧸Like, tastes like it’s straight from heaven.

🧸He makes amazing cookies too.

🧸Also crochets cute little Christmas sweaters.

🧸Even makes matching ones.

🧸Flip definitely puts lots of thought into gifts.

🧸Like he will ask everyone you know just to gauge the best thing to get for you.

🧸His wrapping looks really good!….. if you don’t look at the bottom-

🧸Is open to trying new traditions. Like if you have a bit more spice added to your Christmas traditions then he’ll try them out too!

🧸Has like really obscure but also really sweet Christmas movies.

🧸Also old ones, like the stop motion Rudolf the reigndeer.

🧸Just please don’t let him watch nightmare before Christmas, or at least avoid the one scene where the military starts shooting down Jack. That will not be a good time for either of you, especially not poor Flips.:(

🧸All in all, very warm n cuddly being w/ Flippy on Christmas.

Fliqpy

🔪Now this little shit-

🔪Idk where that was going I just wanted to call Fliqpy a little shit.

🔪Anyways he’s not used to Christmas.

🔪Would 100% use the lights to strangle someone-

🔪Though he’s really good to have around if you wanna chop your own tree.

🔪The first Christmas he spends with you I don’t imagine him really getting you anything, and also getting flustered when you give him a gift.

🔪Afterwords he starts putting a bit more effort into this whole Christmas thing.

🔪Either a really shitty gift giver or a really great gift giver. No inbetween

🔪Will fall asleep during Christmas movies.

🔪Unless maybe it doubles as a horror movie. Like idk Black Christmas or smth(I’ve never watched Black Christmas so don’t quote me on that but I really want to but I don’t want my mum to walk in and be like ‘WTF ARE YOU WATCHING!?’ Anyways back on track)

🔪Flippys not used to the domestic vibe of Christmas

🔪However if you also believe in Krampus he might be a liiittttleee bit more into it(long live Krampus)

🔪I imagine he really likes hot cocoa but won’t admit it.

🔪Also thinks Santa’s a creep

🔪”So, let me get this straight. You celebrate a dude BREAKING INTO YOUR HOUSE??”

🌹”…. He gives us gifts-“

🔪Really good at wrapping things to make them look like something they’re not. Like you think you’re opening a doll but it’s actually a pocket knife :)

#htf #happy tree friends #htf flippy #htf fliqpy #flippy x reader #Mentions of black Christmas

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dark-night-hero · 1 year

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Imagine being Diluc and Kaeya's older sibling.

Imagine being that time of the year. Looking down at your two lovely siblings, one red and one blue. You cannot help but to smile at the scene as the two got along really well as they talked to Adelinde about the choices of food for the night.

"Now now young masters, what should we get for dinner?" "Chicken mushroom skewers!" "Pile em up!" Just like that the two turn at each other with a glare "What about the drinks?" "Grape juice!" "But I don't like grape juice.." "I don't like skewers.." And now they were looking at each other with a tearful not wanting to loose face. "Aren't they lovely?" You spoke, glancing back at your aide who just sweat dropped at you.

Imagine looking at the scene for a couple more of second as you smirk amusement at Adelinde's obviously distressed with the two children. And then you have a bright idea causing you to make your way down stairs. "Master (First name). You're up." "Ah yes, I just woke up right now actually." You chuckle, that was lie. You woke up like an hour ago, causing your aide to let out a few fake cough right behind you in which you pretend not to notice.

"Also you're talking about the dinner for tonight right?" "Yes, it was rare to have the family completed in such event so I figured out to ask the young master what to prepare for the luncheon but.." Looking at the two children with tears running down their pouty faces, you smirk. "If thats the case, how about you prepare for some of my favorite food for tonight? I'm pretty sure they'll like it, my favorite drink would also be appreciated." You smile innocently at the two as they look at you like they have some across a big villain. Haha, cuties.

Imagine that same night as you were having your luncheon dinner with the rest of the staffs in the manor, in the middle of your conversation with Uncle, now your adoptive father with some business matters, you manage to catch a glimpse of Diluc and Kaeya's sulking faces upon seeing the food prepared right in front of their faces. And then they took a bite of it, slowly but surely, their cute little faces lit up. "(First name)? Is there something wrong?" "Hmm? Nothing. In fact I'm quite happy tonight." You said with a chuckle. Glad you two enjoy it.

"I think.. I think I should do the wrapping.." "Nonsense, I can do this. There is nothing I can't do.." "Wrapping I suppose?" ".. fine you do it." "Well if you really want, I can lend you a hand if you'll allow me?" "Fine, teach me." "That's what I've been trying to do for a while now Master." "Oh shut it will you?"

Imagine after an hour of twist and bickering with your aide, perhaps taking advantage of being in the same age as you. The two of you walked down the manor, two gifts in your aide's hand as the two of you stopped under the huge ass tree in the middle of the hall. On the table in the corner of the room was a meal of pile em up and chicken mushrooms skewers as well as a glass of grape juice and.. wine? You almost burst out laughing. "Please hold it Master. We don't want the young masters to wake up" "Pfff oh please."

Imagine the day after, you joyful tears and laughter was the only sound that wake you up as much to your aide's dismay given the fact that he was been trying to wake you up for a while now but got no reaction but here you are waking up at the sound of your siblings have fun.

Imagine dragging yourself all the way towards the tailings of the second floor to have a better view of your younger siblings on the ground floor, your aide trailing right behind you with his own box of presents. There you lean against the railings, looking down was the happy faces of your younger brother opening up their gifts, one was a little claymore sword and the other was a new black eye patch with a simple pattern, much better than the same old boring white medical one. Also do not forget about the extra present, two tortoise on a small glass container.

Imagine the smile on your face, the way you let out a sigh of relief at the few of your younger siblings enjoying their presents for the special occasion for the day. "Master?" "Yeah?" "Here." "What?" "Here, a present." ".. Thank you." Despite your adoptive father busy schedule for the day, leaving you and your little siblings to spend the rest of the day, maybe it wasn't that bad as you thought. "Could you tell Adelinde to dress up the boys? I'm planning to take them to the city with me." "As you wish my liege."

Imagine as years have gone by, looking back at the memorable times you've spend with your siblings, there was a bitter smile on your face. "Master Diluc and Master Kaeya has yet to reply to the invitation, I think.." "We'll be spending this time on our own again?" You chuckle, "It's all right. I suppose they're busy like the past few years."

Imagine after the death of your adoptive father, nothing was the same as it was, Diluc left leaving you to manage all the things that was left behind, and although Kaeya never left, the distance between the two of you. It was already too late when you noticed it, leaving you off on your own to manage. But then again, looking at your aide, no. Your lover currently making your luncheon for the night, "What?" "Nothing" You shake your head with a small smile on your face.

Imagine as the two of you was about to start, there was a knock on your door. It was late, plus the manor was in a bit of a secluded area per your request when you moved so people doesn't really come here unless needed. Perhaps? Still you shake your head, you knew better than to get your hopes up. There was a time where you're actually all excited, but then as time passed by, you just don't want to get disappointed, you don't want to get hurt by your own expectations.

"Who- oh darling. It's the traveler." "Really? Tell her to get i-" "She says she had only come to deliver a present." "Wha- pfff what pre-" "Would you mind preparing another set of cutlery for the night?" "If you don't mind us bargaining late for the night? We're hoping that the invitation is still-?!" Before you knew it yourself, you're already hugging your two younger siblings with a flabbergasted look on your face.

Imagine crying before you knew it, still clinging into your younger siblings, they have no idea of what to do, unconsciously clenching on the gifts on their hands. The feeling of guilt creeping up on their chest just seeing you like this. Realizing how hard it must have been for you for the past few years because the two of them suddenly went on their own way, leaving you torn and wondering what happened between the two of them. You were alone all these time, or so they thought when they notice your once aide approaching.

"I.." "We.." "Right. How about we save that for later? The food is getting cold." "Oh dear yes, you're right. Ms. Lumine, paimon. Please do stay for the night and join us and the boys for the meal." You spoke with a smile upon withdrawing away from your siblings. "Oh dear I suddenly missed Adelinde and oh your friends too, Jean and Barbara such a shame they couldn't make it for the night." "... Adelinde says she got something to do, I brought a gift on her behalf." "Same goes with Jean and Barbara.."

Imagine as the luncheon dinner passes by, there was nothing but small comfortable talks, strange enough it felt comforting and not uncomfortable as much to their surprise and expectations maybe it was because of the traveler and paimon who mostly do the talking but they were pretty sure of one thing. It's like nothing have changed. You're still the same, although they could tell you've aged quite a bit, perhaps because it's been a long time since they've seen you, because it really has been a long time.

"Thank you for coming tonight. I really mean it." It was your lover who spoke to them as they waited for you, who was currently with the traveler and paimon cleaning the dinning table in the kitchen. "It was nothing." "It was nothing." They both spoke at the same time. "Ehem, rather we're thankful for inviting us despite not giving any heads up nor reply." "What's important is that you've come." "Can we ask, how were they doing these past few years?"

Imagine the look on their faces, the way both of their fist curl upon self frustration as they heard about have you've been doing the past few years. For the first time, well, not really the first time as they've already been told by Adelinde, one of the reasons why they decided to call it a truce for the day as they came here despite the bickering and sarcastic on the way with the traveler having to put up with it.

Imagine it was their time to leave, as much as they want to take the offer and stay for the night, they all got something to do. Bidding your goodbye with the traveler, you turn to your siblings. "I'm not sure if I've already said it but, thank you for coming, Luc, Kaeya." You smile at the two. "If it wasn't that much to ask, would you like to come over in some other time? In normal days? You don't even have to give a heads up, just knock on our door and... haha I'm sorry, I know you two are busy most of the time. Please do forget about it."

Imagine once again they felt a pang on their chest, but this time, before they could regret anything again. "We.. We will come. We'll drop by when we have time.. Isn't that right, Kaeya?" ".. Right. We'll make sure to bring the others that time too." "Really?" "Really." "Really." "Then that's a relief." You smile at them. "Oh no, you should go, it's getting late. I've hold you guys up for too long."

Imagine as you rest on the arms of your lover as you watch the duo and your siblings walking away from afar, you seem to notice Diluc and Kaeya bickering from afar causing a smile on your face but then they suddenly turn around causing you to raise a brow. "What's with them?" "I don't know?" But then as you read their lips saying. "Thank you for tonight. Merry Christmas"

Imagine upon reading their lips, a rare smile on their faces could be scene. At the same time, the flashbacks of their younger version came into mind that time where they received the present you've given them back when they were still a kid. "Ah really, they're so cute." You laugh, for some odd reasons, you felt like you won't just be spending these kinds of celebrations alone with just your lover anymore, but rather as the way it was before.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2022°

: kinda late but merry christmas everyone :)

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin #diluc ragnvindr #diluc #diluc headcanons #diluc scenarios #kaeya alberich #kaeya headcanons #genshin impact kaeya #kaeya fluff #kaeyagenshinimpact #kaeya and diluc #kaeya imagines #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact x reader

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you could tell Colby was rightfully pissed the whole time they were in the basement, but he seemed to have cheered up by bedtime, so I bet they discussed the whole basement situation in the gap between emerging from the basement and going to sleep.

In my opinion Sam was more in the wrong in that situation but I understood why he did what he did in a place like that seeing and hearing all that shit, wondering if its real or fake his desperate desire to prove to himself by going at it alone kicked in just as it did in the Graveyard in England. I can understand that, but at the same time I side more with Colby when he was telling Sam off.

1 because it sounded like they had promised to do it together and breaking promises is a big nono, 2 he took the big moment for himself which in a way is kinda selfish of him (though I do not think this was his intention when he did it) and 3 it's a super unsafe thing to do without telling anybody, wtf would he have done if something had actually happened? No one would have known he was down there, so no one would have been able to come and help him. Colby would have woken and found him gone and maybe have to make some kind of discovery which you would not wish on anybody.

So I am really glad Colby didn't just let Sam get away with this, even if it meant the whole basement segment was far more tense than it otherwise would have been (and maybe led to Colby being more confrontational with 'Dave') I'm glad by the end of the video they seemed in a better place though, like they might have talked about it and made up. (and we knoww they are masters at talking shit out with each other since they apparently do it alot to maintain their relationship lol) Hopefully Sam learns from it this time though, cos he clearly didn't learn from it when they were in the UK all those years ago.

(These asks are from the third episode. Fourth episode aska to follow!

Yea, he was definitely pissed off - which, as a sidenote, judging by the amount of edits I've seen about that scene on the past few days, nobody is complaining about lol.

But yea, he was upset and had a right to be. Even taking friendship out of the equation, to undercut a business associate like that for personal gain is not a cool thing to do at all.

And we're talking about Sam, who once actually said in a previous video that he knows it upsets Colby when he doesn't include him in stuff or tell him where he's going. So, he knows this is a pain point of Colby's. He knows Colby is not going to take this well. He knows Colby is both worried about and excited for the prospect of them doing the basement together. He knows this is going to be their Big Scene.

And he went down there and tried to take the moment for himself.

And, whether he wants to acknowledge it or not...thats why he went down there. He could've had his moment of discovery and freak out anywhere in that house. Anywhere. He could've gone outside, he could've gone upstairs, he could've gotten in the car and drove to get an awful awful somewhere (if you've never had one of those...don't) and thought it out inside a flourescently lit diner...his grandma had nothing to do with the basement. None of what had happened in that place was related to the basement.

He wanted the moment. He wanted to force something to happen. He does this every once in a while, for reasons known only to him - like when he went down the bad cave in the hell fire caves and didn't tell anyone he was going to do it, or when he wandered out into the cemetery on his own in the Castle series, or even when he sat on the pentagram in the Sallie House. He wants things to happen to him so he can control the narrative and have the experience, cause he's not content with the experiences he does have. He's playing with fire, and I kind of think he wants the burn.

It frustrates me, cause it's a selfish thing to do sure, but also because they don't need to be doing all this crap. You don't need to do stupid and dangerous shit to make shit happen...it'll happen all around you if you just calm the fuck down and let it. It's all so unnecessary, to me anyway.

But at the end of the day, this isn't some kind of breakdown fight or anything serious, especially for the two of them and what they are to each other. I am absolutely certain that Sam realized he upset, disappointed, and hurt Colby's feelings and I'm sure he apologized. I'm also sure Colby, who knows Sam better than anyone else on the planet, knows why Sam does these things and isn't going to let it fester longer than it has to. I'm sure they were totally fine by the next day; such is the nature of relationships like theirs.

I'm also sure this will happen again someday 🤣.

But man, angry Colby is something to behold, huh? It's so rare that we get to see it...its like seeing Haley's Comet lol.

#asks #snc video review #sam and colby #colby brock #sam golbach

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scottyistired · 7 months

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gender coining dump

was gunna make flag 4 these but got bored :// im prolly gunna make more 2 you can make flags 4 these if you want, you can also just take them if you want free 4 any1 regardless of my dni, just don't be rude directly 2 me :3 gendas under the cut

Overrueretasiegender- a gender relating to overgrown ruins in a fantastical sense. like an adventurer coming across an overgrown castle or temple, maybe inhabited by a magical creature or being. this gender feels whimsical and in awe, like discovering something new, something to behold.

Overgrouenbiengender- a gender relating to overgrown bones. this gender feels old, lost deep in the woods, but repurposed. something dead giving way to new life, a renewal cycle. despite being lost, it is not discarded nor forgotten as the woods reclaimed the bones as their own.

TSPliminalgender- a gender relating to the liminalness of the stanley parable. the best example is the confusion ending but any setting and/or scene/room in the stanley parable (ultra deluxe too) can apply to this gender. either you going through the rooms or you being the rooms itself

Skipplantgender- a gender relating to the skip button scene with plants. this gender either feels like a moment of peace during an unfortunate, painful, and/or terrifying situation or a peaceful setting with something more malicious brooding under the surface. or maybe its just the plants during the skip button

Phosskipplantial- a gender that is lit by the green light during the skip button scene with the plants

Bettermcshadergender- a gender relating to the better minecraft modpack with shaders, thats really it i just like the better minecraft modpack. this gender is whimsical n is very high fantasy but doesnt have 2 b. Baredteethquoteic- gender relating to the quote "I kiss you with bared teeth in fear that you might bite back." from a drabble written by me

Yourclothesquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "Your clothes are dirtied, whether it is with my blood or yours it is hard to tell, I doubt it ever mattered in the first place." from a drabble written by me

Hardtolovequoteic- a gender relating to the quote "It's hard to love a man who only knows how to love through spilled blood. It's hard to love a man who only knows how to bare his teeth and snarl. It's hard to love something that only knows how to bite back at the hand that feeds. It's hard to love a beast who only knows how to hurt and how to bleed." from a drabble written by me

Youwereatestquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "You were nothing but a test, a casualty." from a poem written by me

Onyourhandsquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "Their blood is on your hands, yet you have the gall to be disgusted by it." from a short story written by me

Smellslikeironquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "No tears will spill. No wails will be heard. No one is watching. No one cares. The leaves sway in an unapologetic apathy. You close your eyes in tired acceptance. It smells like iron." from a short story written by me

Bloodanddirtquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "Hands covered in blood and dirt. A new stain is added for every truth you buried, for every sin you committed, for every vow you have broken." from a poem written by me

Gnashyourteethquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "What would you do afterward; when you are finally pure, wash free of the stains that bind you? Do you expect to stay clean? To stay so…divine? Do you think you can keep your jaw clenched? You expect yourself to not snarl, to not gnash your teeth and bite?" from a poem written by me

Ungodlysnarlsquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "So your cries echo into screeches, into ungodly snarls made by a beast whose broken more than it has made. Who asks for more than it gave." from a poem written by me

Hurtcrybleedquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "Did it hurt? Did you cry? Did you bleed?" from a poem written by me

Storyisoverquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "The damage has been done, the wounds have bled, the building has collapsed, the story is over, and he's gone. Stanley is gone" from a fanfic written by me

Fragilevowsquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "Fragile vows in the hands of beasts, their nature only to break and destroy." from a fanfic written by me

Whatafernseesquoteic- a gender relating to the quote "I wish I knew what a fern sees in a clearing. Unseen, untouched, unnoticed by man. I want to know what pure nature looks like without the restraint of human eyes." written by me

#xenogender #xeno coining #xenogender coining #gender coining #mogai gender #mogai coining #liom #liom coining #mogai label #tsp genders lol #a lot of the quotes came from tsp drabbles :33 #my own writing is so gender what can i say

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electrificata · 11 months

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having music critic thots abt the weeknd im so so sorry

i saw the weeknd in concert last summer, it was amazing. i really dont like stadium shows usually, but his was killer, he had a cool stage concept (gently mad max-ish cult leader and his dancer-disciples, giant inflatable moon) and he's got the presence to fill up all that space. and ive been listening to him for almost a decade, obviously the music's there. actually the show i was at was where he debuted the trailer for the idol. its out now and i havent watched yet. i thought it looked cool then, but after everything ive heard.....im just really ambivalent.

in the early days, when he was keeping mysterious, no press, no photos, you didnt even know if the weeknd was a band or a guy. just this chilly, atmospheric, sleazy/sexy horror-movie r&b. nothing supernatural. but cruel. the lyrics were all about the worst kind of fuckboy shit, and obviously drugs, and the music really seemed to give proper weight to it. the speaker in the songs was awful, the music was telling you that his actions were violent and terrifying for the women he's hurting and for toxic for himself. if youre a person attracted to men, you know what its like to see how awful a guy can be and still be into him, maybe even BECAUSE of how awful he is. thats a fucking horror movie. those first xo eps are crazy, i still listen to them.

then he goes pop star. i remember the collab w/ ariana grande in 2014 was surprising but it found a perfect, plausible midpoint between their two universes. then he goes full max martin in 2015 with "can't feel my face" and again, bizarre to see this plausible way for the prince of darkness to get to the top 40 via a neo-michael jackson jam with a veiled drug reference as opposed to multiple explicit ones. but it made sense! he danced onstage now! i remember hearing it on the radio when i was picking my cousins up from middle school, that felt surreal.

and he just kept on doing the popstar thing. i dont think the sleaze ever really left, it just receded into the background. killer atmosphere, more pop hooks, a general darkness that felt credible coming from him because of the early stuff, its just lit with neon now. he gets increasingly more conceptual, which i love. i love a concept album. its still about fucked up relationships and now death more generally instead of drugs specifically. cool, great. i've been with him the entire time. that brings us up more-or-less to the present.

im not gonna recap all the shit around the idol, if you want it im sure theres an article or youtube video thatll do a better job than i can. ill just summarize my own thoughts: it feels like the sleaze is back, maybe some of the horror, but also Glamour. johnny depp's supermodel daughter has cum on her face. we're seeing headlines about how gross the sex scenes are. look how Glamorous this is. classic showbiz trick of using a cautionary tale about gross men preying on women to just....create images and narratives about gross men preying on women. this might be the place i cant follow him. i cant rule out watching it, i am a habitual hater and i might be in the mood to hate soon. but its making me think about the way we use glamour and beauty in entertainment. it cant be a default, it has an effect on the story.

#the weeknd #i used to have a tag for this shit cant remember what it is #armchair music critic #'i feel it coming' was absolutely crazy live. i can remember it in minute detail

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HBO War Fluffy Holiday Prompts Day 11

Title: See What I Look Like Under Them Lights

Prompt(s): Decorating & Snowed In

Pairing: cmon now

Rating: T-ish

Words: 1864

Authors note: am i cheating? I think im cheating bc i combined 2 prompts. Sorry, im bad at this stuff. Work and life got in the way this week but I still wanted to do something this week so i did a lil twofer. TBH this coming week is much the same (board meeting+ holiday obligations) so i may end up doing the same but we’ll see. Same au and all that, bc thats all i know how to write so hope you enjoy! [Prompt(s) from @almost-a-class-act]

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Gene had gotten used to snow, he had even come to enjoy it in a way. Living in the north for long enough with no plans to leave he came to accept it as a fact of life. There were limits to it though, and being outside working while the stuff fell in blankets was one of them.

“Why did we have to do this today?” Gene asked as he climbed up the ladder, the string of lights wrapped around his arm. He did his best to shield his face from the wet sting of the snow hitting it. Babe settled his weight on the bottom rung for safety when Gene was far enough up.

“We are literally supposed to get a foot and a half more of snow, we wouldn’t have been able to get it done any other time.” He explained. They had gone back and forth all day, it was their first Christmas in their home and Babe wanted to make a statement. “Besides we are literally almost done, we just have to do the porch after this, so buck up buttercup.” He quipped, leaning up to smack Gene’s ass. Gene turned around and glared playfully at Babe who winked.

“If I didn’t love you so much…” Gene grumbled, stringing the lights in the clips he had placed along the eaves edge.

“But ya do, so you can’t complain.” Babe remarked, sticking his tongue out to catch the floating flakes. Gene plugged in the string to the adjoining one and held his breath as he made sure everything lit completely. When it did, he grinned and turned to look down at Babe. Babe’s face was illuminated by the glow, and his eyes were lit with wonder.

Gene climbed down the rungs and pulled Babe into his arms as soon as he was back on the ground. “Perfect.” Babe said softly, his smile wide and excited like a child. The day had turned to night hours ago, so the other houses on the street with decorations were lit as well. It felt like a scene from the holiday movies he would watch as a child, where a white Christmas was all but a fairytale in the backwoods of Louisiana. The snow picked up, the storm had fully arrived so they quickly finished wrapping lights and called it good; saying anything that needed fixing they could do the next day.

“Tell me again why we need two trees, run through that one more time.” Gene said as he pulled the box containing the new seven footer into their front living room. Babe followed close behind with the bags of decorations he bought specifically for it. Gene let the box drop and he collapsed back into the overstuffed sofa.

“Because this one is the nice tree, it is gonna rotate and everything just wait until you see it it’s fucking neat!” He said, giddy to set up his new toy. Gene watched as he took a pocket knife to the box, slashing the tape open.

“What’ wrong with our old one?Why can’t we have it in here?” He asked through a yawn. The tree that Babe had bought the first year they were together that they subsequently used from that point on was set up in the family room, decorated with ornaments they had curated together over their nearly seven years together; it was a snapshot of the life they had built together. Babe set the knife down and joined Gene on the couch, settling into his lap. He wrapped his arms around Gene’s shoulders, his fingers scratching at the back of Gene’s head the way Babe knows he likes.

“Nothing is wrong with it, it has all the special stuff on it; and it will be for our family, whatever that ends up looking like. This is like… it’s ‘the pretty tree’, I’ve never had one of those but you moved me to the suburbs so now I get to have one. So if anything, this is your fault.” He told Gene, his voice deceptively sweet. Gene snorted out a laugh and rolled his eyes. Babe smiled and placed a quick, chaste kiss on his partner's lips.

“Funny, I don’t remember that being part of our closing agreement when we bought this place.” He remarked and it was Babe’s turn to roll his eyes. He stood up and took a breath before giving the explanation one more time.

“Family room, family tree; Living room, pretty tree. That’s it, that's all you have to remember. And after this one we’re literally done since I did everything else so quit your bitching.” He said, his tone playfully bitchy. Gene silently gestured for Babe’s hand, asking for help getting up. Babe obliged and pulled Gene up and into another embrace. Gene buried his face in Babe’s neck and Babe pressed a kiss into the side of Gene’s head. They stood like that for a few more moments, rocking back and forth before Babe put space between them.

“You’re stalling, come on.” He directed. Gene huffed and reached down for the remote, putting on a local news channel for noise in the background. The pair began the task of setting up the tree, their differing styles clashing. Babe carefully read the instructions while Gene reached into the box and tried to parse what each piece might do.

“-and most recent forecast out of the National Weather Service in State College is saying some folks in the viewing area could see up to three feet overnight, while Pittsburgh is keeping with their 2 and a half model. Either way folks in the tri-state area are gonna be digging out tomorrow morning.” The meteorologist on screen said, his forecast background noise as the pair worked on their project together.

“Three feet, Jesus christ. I don’t think we’ve ever seen that much snow around here.” Babe muttered from under the tree, connecting cords and changing the settings. Gene nodded even though Babe couldn’t see him.

“If I had to go in tomorrow I’d be fucked.” He said absently catching a glimpse of Babe’s ass as he squirmed under the tree, thinking of all the things they COULD do with nothing to do and nowhere to go.

“Stop staring at my ass and flip the switch.” Babe ordered, still under the tree but shimmying out. Gene waited until Babe was safely out and flipped the switch.

“How did you know I was staring at your ass?” He asked and Babe shrugged.

“Because it was right there, and I know how you are, pervert.” He said nonchalantly, sitting up straight to see if the tree was working. Gene didn’t even have the courtesy to be embarrassed, he just shrugged and threw Babe a winking with a knowing smirk. Babe looked at the tree, the lights crossing both their faces as it spun slowly. Babe scampered slightly, quickly getting up to turn the lights of the room off to get the full effect.

“Ain’t that something?” He asked, more rhetorically than anything. Gene nodded in agreement and gestured for Babe to sit back down with him.

“I get it now.” He said and Babe turned to look at him inquisitively. “I get the pretty tree.” Babe giggled, leaning in to kiss Gene soundly on the mouth. After a few more minutes of admiration, they began to decorate with the all new everything Babe had bought for it. Gene wasn’t going to ask how much Babe spent, he would just see when the credit card statement came.

They bickered back and forth about ornament placement and tinsel usage but in the end it came out perfectly. They laid under the tree when they finished, looking up at the twinkling lights. Gene looked over at Babe, more enthralled with the way the soft light made him glow. He reached over to cup Babe’s face gently, dragging his thumb lightly across his cheekbones. Babe’s eyes met his own, full of a sweetness he reserved just for Gene. After a little while longer under the tree, Babe yawned.

“C’mon let’s go upstairs before I end up needing to carry you.” Gene said, shimmying himself out from his position. Babe hadn’t moved but he heard a whine. “C’mon Beanie Baby, on your feet.” He said, crouching down to gently drag Babe towards him. When his face was revealed, Babe was sporting an exaggerated pout, Gene chuckled and helped the redhead sit up. They stood and after making sure everything was locked and turned off, made their way up the stairs. They slid into bed together, Babe asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. After pressing a kiss to his hair.

The next morning, Gene woke up to an empty bed. An unusual occurrence since he was more of an early riser, even on weekends. The room was still dark thanks to the blackout curtains. He reached blindly for his phone, and the screen read 8:15 am; much earlier than Babe even considered getting up every other Saturday. He pulled on the pair of flannel pants on the floor near his side of the bed and padded quietly out of the bedroom and down the stairs. He heard humming coming from the kitchen and the sound of coffee being brewed.

Babe smiled at him when he entered the kitchen, and gently pushed a steaming cup across the island counter to him. Gene took a grateful sip before he spoke.

“Good morning, cher. You’re up a little early?” He asked and Babe shrugged with a shy smile.

“I like to be up on snowy mornings to watch it.” He said, taking a small sip from his own mug. Gene did know that, thinking back to his mental catalog of ‘Babe Things’ and his love of sitting in the same sport all day to watch a snow storm being one of them.

Gene held out his hand for Babe and led him into the adjoining family room. He settled them into the deep cushions of the couch. Their ‘family tree’ was proudly lit in the corner, and that made Gene smile. Gene took a look outside, the visibility a few notches higher than a complete white-out. The snow had piled up on the deck, and the drifts had to have been almost three feet high.

“Looks like we’re snowed in.” He remarked, helping Babe spread the blanket over top of them. Babe nodded in agreement.

“Unless you wanna go out there and dig us out.” He teased, reaching for the remote to turn something mindless on. Gene made a face and shook his head.

“Nah, I have everything I need right here.” He told Babe with a wink. Babe smiled as he channel surfed, scanning the Saturday morning options.

“Do you want breakfast soon?” Babe asked, settling into Gene’s embrace. He looked up at Gene expectantly. Gene smirked, a devilish look Babe had to know the meaning of.

“I got my breakfast right here.” He quipped, and Babe swatted his chest before leaning in for a kiss… a very long kiss. Some parts of snowy days were enjoyable to Gene, this was one of them.

#hbo war barely coherant christmas #baberoe #my wrtitng #i can easily go SO hallmark movie with these so count ur blessings im not

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damntheygotme · 1 year

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once again thinking abt @digitalstowaway trophy husband miles au and systematically making my way through all the posts bc I love them all sm

taylor swift’s mastermind is such a wrightworth in trophy husband miles au song and i am going to lose my mind over it under the cut

just!!!! i dont recall exactly how and when phoenix and miles meet again in this au. but what i do remember is at some point, theyre engaged, and miles is still--wary, if thats the right word?--when it comes to his partners. he is not in love, can not afford to be in love, seems to operate under leaving before he can get left (although there have been some instances where he has been left) and when he is with phoenix, there is a period of time where he has not accepted his feelings and actually tries at some point to do the same things that have driven other boyfriends away--but phoenix doesn't get driven away. miles is tearing up the floorboards and phoenix just gets down and helps him. so its just, the first bit of the song:

Once upon a time, the planets and the fates And all the stars aligned You and I ended up in the same room At the same time

its striking, to me, because maybe miles didnt intend to run into phoenix, maybe he did, i dont exactly remember, however, when they do meet, miles doesnt waste time getting on that, on phoenix being his next boyfriend-to-fiance.

And the touch of a hand lit the fuse Of a chain reaction of countermoves To assess the equation of you Checkmate, I couldn't lose

it literally is move against move. miles doesnt expect this to last so he at least expects to get whatever he can out of this relationship. he's not losing, this is a game only franziska (and possibly his exes) know he's playing.

What if I told you none of it was accidental And the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me? I laid the groundwork and then, just like clockwork The dominoes cascaded in a line

NONE OF IT WAS ACCIDENTAL!

What if I told you I'm a mastermind? And now you're mine It was all by design 'Cause I'm a mastermind

Miles thinking back, when he's starting to realize he may have actual Feelings™ after Phoenix finds him and comforts him through a breakdown instead of writing him off as hysterical and overly emotional like past boyfriends have, that hey, this might mean something to Miles, but would knowing it wasn't ever meant to, change phoenix's mind?

'Cause we were born to be the pawn In every lover's game

If you fail to plan, you plan to fail Strategy sets the scene for the tale I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails And the liquor in our cocktails

AND. AND THE JUSTIFICATION TO HIMSELF, THE PAST EXPERIENCES BLEEDING INTO FUTURE ONES, AFFECTING HIM IN THE PRESENT.

No one wanted to play with me as a little kid So I've been scheming like a criminal ever since To make them love me and make it seem effortless This this the first time I've felt the need to confess And I swear I'm only cryptic and Machiavellian 'cause I care

OKAY but, back to past experiences affecting how he acts and handles relationships later, but also. No one wanting to play with him as a little kid, except, Phoenix and Larry always did. Bringing all that back, Miles struggling with the realization that he wants this to last, wants to actually marry Phoenix maybe, feels like he might owe Phoenix the truth.

So I told you none of it was accidental And the first night that you saw me, nothing was gonna stop me I laid the groundwork and then saw a wide smirk On your face, you knew the entire time

AND DOES HE?? DOES HE COME CLEAN??? DOES PHOENIX SMILE??? DID HE KNOW THE ENTIRE TIME???

You knew that I'm a mastermind And now you're mine Yeah, all you did was smile 'Cause I'm a mastermind

literally so obsessed with this au, y'all dont even know

#digitalstowaway's trophy husband miles au #miles edgeworth #phoenix wright #wrightworth #narumitsu

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rainbowgod666 · 3 months

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The perfect DC/Marvel comic is like this

Its a batman book, the joker is killed off in the first panel and that has no meaning or repercussions over the timeline

The watchmen are a thing and Dr. Manhattan figured out a way to get rid of the whole "every moment is the present" thing. This makes it easier for the writer to write its dialogues. He is still earth-shatteringly autistic and everyone loves him for this

Also he and deadpool accidentally bond over "seeing the 4th wall". Deadpool is also buddies with moon knight. Guess what my favourite charachter is?

Good ol IRL me is there and its canon that the one time when i tried to help constantine every demon/spirit/whatever that has a stake on him was SCREAMING to him "get tf away from him not even death's gonna save you". Which i mean, rude

Welcome to the multiverse. Batman has small dick energy and superman is such a pacifist some people have trouble seeing him as anything other than "alien übermensch thats just a really nice guy and thats eat". He may be white bread but here in italy we say "buono come il pane" or "good as bread" so yeah hes a Certified Good Boy

I cannot stress enough how much unimportant is the death of the joker. He basically might as well have never existed.

Wonder Woman comes to the realization (after i confronted her about it because FFS WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE MULTIVERSE'S BABYSITTER) that MAYBE reducing her entire power assortment to "r/TwoXChromosomes" is a bad thing both for boys AND girls alike. I know the song goes "forget your balls and grow a pair of tits" but i would instead put programs so that boys feel safe about their masculinity and girls wont have to worry about Bad People In Dimly Lit Alleys.

SCP and MONUMENTMYTHOS are referenced really tangentially. Only the wikis (official or not) aknowlegde this fully

There are at least three scenes where tony stark reads about elongated muskrat on the news. In all of them hes disappointed

He also references him appearing on big bang theory, which in THIS universe is ran by the charachters of the series as a fun class B science program that has way more audience than it should have. Sheldon met Dr. Manhattan, who described our multi-knocking boy as just like him but "less knowledgeable and more arrogant" (no fr shelly is one /gamemode 1 from becoming dr. pasadiña or whatever)

Considering this is "DC and Marvel, but Alex did his bullshit", expect dumb shit

I am introduced with a MadCom reference that is also a Courage the cowardly dog reference. KeK

The Owlman is revealed to have had a massive brain tumor that straight up removed his ability to think rationally while making him speak like his cigars are made of dictionaries

So many events from so many storylines happen all at once lol

Spidey disapproves of O'Hara. Like everyone else.

Multiple references are everywhere

There is SERIOUS PROOF that thanos accidentally something important when he was testing the infinity gauntlet, whoops!

Gamora tries to kill me after i try to roast her for how she is. She is shocked to find out that me getting Kakyoin'd did nothing but "ow"

@moringmark is referenced in a 4 panel scene in the toh universe

A cover story reveals that, on the moon, a portal opens. The portal is traversed by a shiny deoxys and many little among us crewmates. The impostors are all black (literally) (if you see racism in this, fuck you not everyone is an american cop) (on that note, watch southland) and act as guards for the group. Deoxys is in its base form

The valve universe is a thing so welcome BLU, RED, aperture and black mesa!

#dc comics #marvel #welcome to the multiverse #Earth-ℵ₀

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im not spending my days in a depressive suicidal fog like i did for the first couple of years after the 2018 fallout. im not constantly thinking about and remembering and questioning and doubting everything that happened anymore. i have healed a lot. i am so much better than i was

but finding out that [information i hope to god comes to light sooner rather than later] lit this fire in me. im not scared anymore, im fucking angry. angry about the lies. angry about how they treat people. angry that nothing ever got any fucking better. angry that im a joke to them because i had the audacity to Not Handle the Trauma of Finding Out Someone I Trusted and Considered a Friend was a Dogfucker with perfect poise and tact.

we never talked about that. i dont remember ever talking about that in the server. i talked about it with glip privately but not in a way to process my pain, i was trying to support them and pushed my trauma aside for them. i know when i first saw those videos i talked about it in the server but i dont think, once the truth about marl came out, that i ever really took the time to talk about it in relation to that. i was too concerned with supporting glip

and its not their fault i did that obviously, that was my own actions and i own that much. im not blaming them for anything here. i just want it to be understood that i had this trauma and never took the time to process it and maybe thats why i lashed out so much. maybe thats why everything hurt me so deeply. maybe thats why i was so fucking scared all the time.

thats understandable, right? like. we never talked about the animal abuse but i should have. i should have brought it up in therapy way sooner than i did, and even when i did it wasnt a focus, it was just a footnote to the rest of it. i dont remember anyone else being as bothered by it as i was. so we didnt talk about it. i used self harm to train myself out of thinking about it instead of talking about it. one time in the box i tried to talk about it but glip shut us down because “(they) hadnt taken the time to process it yet”. i know we couldve gone to dms, i know that logically. can it be understood that logic sometimes gets overwritten by emotion? or is that just a personal defect, i should have known better. in the face of this horrid, monstrous thing, i should have known how to handle it logically

i remember glip being, kinda. like it was this eureka moment for them when they understood that the reason the zoo shit upset me so much was because i saw it as animal abuse. i hate to phrase it like that - “i saw it as” - because it fucking *is* abuse. knowing some of the shit i know now it makes sense they reacted that way, i guess? but it sucks cuz there were dozens of active people in that server, a lot of whom were my *friends*, but i just had to stew in this pain and never let it LEAK. we talked so much about how my bad feelings leaked out onto others. and that was bad. it was bad that i couldnt hide my pain? im not sure. i wish i understood. i wish i could see the logs. id fucking settle for talking to someone with access to the logs who i could trust was being honest with me, even without directly giving me any logs at all. but no one like that exists, i dont think

i know glip didnt think my pain was real. january 2019, i was feeling so hurt and mistreated by them but i REFUSED to believe they were just being a bitch to me. so i make up this motivation where theyve been hurting me because they want me to retaliate somehow. i ask axi about it and they dont try to stop me, they tell me to write my callout. so i did, and then i was the villain. i was a joke. how dare i “put on a brave face” during the scene with them, after how badly i had hurt them with a wimpy callout i never shared and they never read. im sure it *DID* hurt you glip. but what about the pain i was feeling in the first place? i did that because i was being hurt by you, but i wanted to believe youd only ever do that to me for some good reason. maybe to teach me something? to teach the rest of the server something? can you understand that that didnt come from a place of anger or wanting to hurt you, it came from the pain *i* was feeling but was trying to deny, because i didnt want to believe youd hurt me.

its ok that you didnt/dont like me glip. im over it. but i cared so much about you i refused to believe you might just not like me. when i thought, maybe they want me to retaliate? maybe this is some plot? it fucked me up so badly. so i went to axi and they didnt try, just said “well youd just take my trying as part of the scheme” and maybe i would have but we’ll never know because *they didnt even try*. so it was easier to believe that you were hurting me for some greater purpose than it was to believe we just werent compatible as people

i dont know. this turned into more of a vent than i meant it to. theres so much i cant process properly because i cant read minds and i dont have the logs and ill just carry this pain forever. at least its smaller than it was

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I Belief

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An addition to American Gods with my own adding and changing of things.

Part 1

Zenya looked out across the club that night at the many faces looking back at her. Each one with such God powers in such a variety now days! Weed could get you the safest highest high, the beautiful Robot herself A.I., and the elusive WiFi just to name a few. The most obvious and most current ones. They were also the many she saw who didn't know her but knew who she was. Humans to God.

"The more time passes by the more I cease to exist while still existing. Without dying. How? Because you need me to exist." Zenya smiled wide as her curly red hair fell around her face.

"I am belief itself. Now let me explain this so you know EXACTLY who and what I am. " she said matter of factly as she swung her hips like a full on slut on the stage.

The blue and pink lights danced on her full figured body as she transformed into a transitioning dance. Her hair flew all around in flames of curls, her eyes glowed their beautiful emerald palace green, and her clothes were ethereal blue and white fabrics. They moved as she moved in swirling fashions.

"I am belief. Belief itself. Everyone believes in something. Even if it's nothing they believe in it. But what does it start with? Belief. To believe. I believe. I was the first God and birthed the first few TRUE demigods. Nasty scene the world was a mess!" She paused shivering at the sight of Earth covered in afterbirth and a handful of giant babies. The first humans running around crazed by the birth of their gods.

"AAAANNNYYYWAY, so I am essentially your greatest ever grandma. I can never die as long as humans believe. Which they even believe in themselves so I'm pretty fucking safe. If I die you will not die but that is the only way I would die." She picked up the bong made of bones.

As she did she looked at her favorite bones in places easy for her to see. Each bone from a God or godess that had died. She kept something of each in case she ever found a way to bring them back without needing her.

"As belief, it gets lonely. I see many faces here knowing most of you will die within the next century." Her eyes lifted back up to finally meet theirs.

She still had not seen Mr. World in the crowd.

Listening carefully to much of which he already knew. His old fashioned black suit fit him well in the crowd of such a variety of fashion. He really did love Belief. Truly. But being a god in a God game he couldn't do this the best way. But he would try to make it fun. And tonight was the best way to get clued in on how to woo her at the precisely right moment.

"So that being said," she said cheering up and leaning against a pole she conjured,

"Smoke some shit, drink some shit, eat some shit. Whatever you can get your hands on to make the best fucking high you've ever had. You've got 30 seconds to get it. Don't give me crap about thats not enough time. I know each of you and Weed even you can do 28 in a pinch! Get it!" She said flirting with a slight snicker knowing full well she had his stash of his best shit.

About half of the club vanished and reappeared with riches galore! Some had humans and others animals. These were most of the older gods and goddesses. The remaining had earthly possessions like drugs, electricity, or stuffed animals. Mr. World simply took his best ciagr out and waited. When Weed came back with his own bong already stoned beyond Her, she lit her everlasting lighter and paused,

"Now, smoke it, drink it, eat it. BUT, do it in silence for those who have died. For most of you will join them soon. My children."

She ended the pause raising the bong to her succulent lips and drawing in. As she did there was blood, guts, screams, moans, gasps, fucking, chuckling, and all one could imagine at an orgy?

But they did so in silence.

She drew until the entire car sized bowl was smoke in her lungs. She exhaled immediately hot boxing the venue adding a good club smoke effect,

"By the way I don't have to have Weed, I just love his shit!"

When she was done she made the bong and pole vanish while everyone finished up as well.

((Part 2 coming. Dance scene. ))

#american gods #television #tv series #fandom #fantasy #stories #storytelling #new character #new chapter

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nightowlfandom · 3 years

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Ayato Sakamaki- My Only Human

HEY HEY!!

ANON ASKS

Can I make a request from your x -rated prompts. 36, 40, 57 , With Ayato Sakamaki. >.< if you can.

Idea: Maybe the reader, catches a student at the night school flirting and touching him, but when she thought he would shove her off, he doesn't. She gets super mad at him and doesnt talk to him the rest of the day until he comes in her room after school demanding to the what the readers problem is, and it leads to some rough sexy time??

If you cant thats fine >.<

If YoU CaN’t ThAt’s FiNe, PSSSSHH I GOT THIS

36- That’s it, grab my hair. Yank it, pull me back into your pussy.

40- How do you ride me so good? God damn, you’re gonna break me!

57- Fuck! You’re mine. You’re fucking mine and I’m fucking yours.

CHECKOUT MY MASTERLIST HERE!!!

Leggo!!

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“Yui, question.” you walked through the halls with your favorite adoptive-cousin.

“Y/N, Answer!” she giggled in reply. “What’s up?”

“I needed help! Me and this math thing is not a thing.” you glared down at your folder.

“18, 42, 6.9 and X=17.” she instantly filled in the blanks to the questions you hadn’t answered.

“Have I ever told you I loved you?” you faked crying.

“Only always.” she shrugged. “I see the boys beat us here.” she mused, noticing the Sakamaki AND the Mukami brothers in the respective groups by the lockers, right across from each-other.

“Always beating us here, but never offering to drop us off...assholes.”

“Aren’t you the one insisting on Ayato and you arriving at different times?” she raised a brow as you two slowed down in pace.

“I told it it would be better if I arrived a little bit after him after his gaggling fans dispersed.” you half-shrugged. “The last thing I need are his fangirls trying me.” you rolled your eyes.

“Like that girl flirting with Ayato?”

“Exactly...Wait WHAT?”

Yui pointed in the direction of the Sakamaki brothers. A girl was standing in front of him. Holding her books to her chest with one hand while twirling strands of her hair in another.

“Julia.” you growled. “She always does this!” you motioned to how ridiculous it was that she always flirted with one of the Sakamaki brothers. Especially the one that was TAKEN!

“Ayato won’t let her even touch him!” Yui tried to console you.

“You know what, you’re right.” you smiled a little. Everyone knew you two were an item. She wouldn’t dare.

“He loves you and he wouldn’t let her-”

You two watched as Ayato put on a flirtatious smile, crossing his arms in amusement as he leaned against the lockers.

“Maybe he won’t even entertain-”

Julia trailed a finger up his arm, laughing like a hyena.

“Maybe he’ll embarrass her?”

You watched as he took her hand, raised it to his mouth and gave her knuckles a short peck.

“Maybe-”

“Yui I love you, but I’ma need you to stop talking.” your voice kinda cracked.

You had transferred from day school to night school for him. You had transferred SCHOOLS for him. You dealt with the burden of having to take care of a human girl who was allergic to her own skin (you loved Yui to bits, but damnit if she didn’t get you into trouble all the time) on some days along with dealing with a bunch of perverted, self-important, assholes for him...so why..WHY was he responding to Julia....like he was single.

“I’m going class.” you grumbled. “See you later.”

“Y/N WAIT!”

...(Meanwhile)

Ayato needed to pass his English Lit. Class project, so of course when that Julia girl offered to type his report for him, he couldn’t say no. He had to pretend he wasn’t disgusted by her if he was going to remain in the top 5% of people with an actual brain. Fuck being like the other students.

“Y/N WAIT!”

“That sounded like Yui.” Reiji commented. They were surprised to see you bolted down the hallway at full speed with Yui on your tail. She skid to a stop to glare at Ayato.

“You’ve really done it this time.” was all she said before she ran off. “Y/N!! COME BACK!”

“Smooth move, moron.” Yuma called from the other side. “Looks like I get to play knight in shining armor.” he winked.

“Ayato~” Julia got his attention, “make sure to meet me in the library so I can give you your essay.”

“Yeah, sure whatever.” Ayato watched at Yui chased you down the hall.

... (Lunchtime/Free Period)

You sat in the courtyard, sadly staring at a sketchbook page You liked to paint or draw school life in the quad. You had started with a sketch of the Sakamaki brothers, but it didn’t feel right.

You’d probably get in trouble, but you just had to draw Yuma Mukami who was sitting by the fountain. You looked up every so often, hoping he didn’t see you.

“Y/N!” You heard. You turned your head to the side to see Ayato sitting with his brothers. “COME OVER HERE.”

Wordlessly, you grabbed your sketchbook...only to walk to the other side of the quad. You sat at another table, focusing back on your artwork.

“Hey...”A shadow was cast over your work.

“Do you mind?” you grumbled. “You’re blocking my light source.”

“Hm, I was just thinking you’d wanna see the reference up close.”

Your head darted up to see Yuma, standing in front of you. “May I sit.”

“Do whatever you want.” you grumbled. “I don’t care.”

Ayato watched from the other side of the court yard as that smug playful bastard took your sketchbook from in front of you and began flipping through it. Why hadn’t you sat with him today?? That Mukami dickwad had better not touch you.

He watched as Yuma flirted with you, and thankfully you didn’t seem to fall for his charms. Though that half smile you gave when he gave you a flower that had been growing nearby was enough to make him angry.

“AYATOOOO~” Julia practically threw herself into the spot where you usually sat when you sat with him. “I finished your report!”

“Great. Sure, whatever.” he glared potholes at Yuma.

“So...do you wanna eat lunch together?”

“That’s nice, Maria.”

“It’s Julia...”

“Sure whatever.”

(Meanwhile)

“There’s that smile.” he winked as you looked at the flower.

“Thanks, I guess.”

“Also, next time you draw me...let’s have it be a nude painting huh?” He winked, getting up.

“Gross.” you scoffed, standing up yourself. “See you in Biology.” you cringed.

“Y/N!” you heard Ayato’s voice call again. Just ignore him...(Read more below the break)

... (Smut warning)

When you got home, you locked yourself in your room. You had told Yui to not bother trying to make you feel better, because it wouldn’t work. You had just finished your homework when-

“Y/N! LET ME IN!” Ayato angrily knocked at the door. When he didn’t hear anything back, he decided that the window would have to suffice. “FINE! YOU LEAVE ME NO CHOICE.”

“Oh shit!” you began to run towards the window, hoping to shut it when Ayato practically appeared out of nowhere with a frown on his face.

“Why have you been ignoring me?” he glowered. When you didn’t answer, he grew more agitated. “Y/N, Don’t make me ask again.” Still nothing. “Y/N, You have three seconds to tell me-”

“Why don’t you ask Julia!” you finally snapped. “You sure seem to like flirting with HER.”

“What? I’d never flirt with that disgusting-”

“SO KISSING HER HAND THIS MORNING WASN’T FLIRTING! Yui and I saw you! She touched your arm and you didn’t even move!” you accused.

“Y/N, let me explain!”

“YOU DON’T NEED TO! You don’t love me anymore!” you pointed. “So go be with her! Go flirt with her! Go and spend time with her because that all you seemed to be interested in doing today!”

Ayato gasped, he finally realized what Yui had been talking about when she said ‘You really done it this time.’ He hadn’t even realized it, but he had been busy with Julia all day that by the time he got free time. He thought-

“You gonna let me talk now, Human?” he used the pet-name he coined for you. “I don’t love Julia. And I wasn’t flirting with her because I don’t love you.”

“Huh?”

“She was doing my English Lit. paper and I had to make her think she was worth my time.” he explained. “She had to think I was actually interested in her or else she’d make a scene. She knew what this exchange was. A litle bit of attention and that A+ was as good as mine. I passed by the way.” he winked.

“S-so, you don’t love her?” you wiped your eyes.

“Of course not! How many times have I told you that my heart only belongs to you?” He asked. “Idiot.” he shook his head with an amused smile. “As if that plain, lowly human could ever compare to my own personal descendant of the goddeses that made this wicked world.” he bit his lip.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I was running out of time. I would have told you, had you sat with me at lunch today.” he rolled his eyes. “...Y/N, please accept my deepest apology. I wouldn’t hurt you...unless you asked.” he wiggled his eyebrows at the last part. “Now come here.”

He grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him, taking you in a long drawn out kiss. He purposefully moaned in your mouth, laughing maniacally through each peck.

“Me, and that disgusting excuse- how laughable.” he began kissing down your neck. “I guess I’ll have to show you that you’re mine and will only ever be mine.”

“Ayato~” you whimpered.

“Shush.” he kissed you again. “ Fuck! “ he kept kissing your lips “You’re mine. You’re fucking mine and I’m fucking yours. .” He backed you up towards the bed. “Usually I’d ask you to suck my dick first, but I want everything to be about you.” he made you sit down. “Aww, you didn’t take off your uniform, so I can take your panties off right now.” he smirked.

Had he lost his mind?!?

“Have you lost your mind?!?” your legs shook as your panties were discarded who knew where.

“I’ve always wanted to defile you while you were wearing it, so you can think of me every single time you put it on. Mmmmff-” he buried his head between your legs, exploring your depths with his tongue.

You took in a sharp breath, instantly arching your back in his favor. Good, that was his invitation to go forward. “Y/N, you taste so fucking good-” he laughed gleefully. “I wanna bite your clit and taste the blood right from your naughty place.” he moaned, lashing his tongue against your heat.

“Ayato, It feels so-” you mewled. “M-more, please?”

Hearing this, he went feral. He dug his nails into your thighs, sucking harshly at your slit. You had to hold the back of his head to stay vertical, your hands tangled through his lush hair.

“ That’s it, grab my hair. Yank it, pull me back into your pussy-mmm. “ he couldn’t even finish his sentence. He was so hungry that not even a snide comment could leave his lips while he tasted you. He’d never do this with anyone else, love anyone else. He was having too much fun worshipping his beautiful human.

“Ayato- I’m gonna c-cu-”

“Cum. Let me taste you. Let me feel it against me, let me drive my fangs into your thighs while you cum so you can feel what true ecstasy feels like.”

You felt yourself unravel, only to feel those fangs dig into your left thigh. “Ungh! Ayato!!” you cried.

“Fuck, Y/N.” he lapped up your blood. “It tastes even better when you’re cumming.” he bit his lip. “I wanna feel you wrap around me.” he crawled over you, capturing your mouth in a long, messy kiss.

You were surprised when he moved you two so you were straddling him. “Undo my jeans, take what’s yours, Y/N.” he bit his lips.

You shyly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled then down along with his boxers. You were welcomed by a very obvious hardon.

His cock slapped against his stomach as it was set free.

“C-can I, touch?”

“It’s yours.” he winked. “Do whatever you want to me.”

You began stroking him, coaxing a low satisfied moan from your lover. You wanted to be mean and leave him but who were you kidding, you both needed it.

“Is it too forward to ask you to ride my cock?” he asked, biting his lip. “Please?”

He caressed your thighs, coaxing you to slip his dick along the perimeter of your slit. You met his eyes, but could only shyly look away.

“Oh Goooodd-” he sucked in air as his dick slipped inside. You shy rocked your hips, coaxing another moan out of him. His hands rested on your thighs. “Shit, Y/N, Why are you so fucking- Ungh...Shit I can’t take much more.” he thrusted his hips upwards.

A small gasp hitched in your throat, followed by many as he thrust himself in and out of you. You wanted some sort of control too, so you rolled your hips even more against him. “Shit. Ayato~” you moaned. “Fuuuh-”

“Why would I want anyone else when you’re here with me.” he spoke. “Why would I NEED anyone else!” he growled. “You’re mine! I’m Yours, that’s how to fuck it should be!” he seethed. “Fuck your pussy feels so good.”

He was absolutely right, you didn’t think even washing this uniform would get his essence out of it.

“Shit!!” Ayato threw his head back, moaning like you had never seen him moan before. You didn’t even think he could even make such a face. “Y/N!!! “ he cried. “I fucking love you so much, Fuck, S-shit!! Fuck say it back, please.”

“Ayato,” you felt his cock twitch inside. “I love you-haah-aah!”

“ How do you ride me so good? God damn, you’re gonna break me! “ he cried, digging his nails into your thighs. “Fuck Y/N this is what you to do me!!”

You both were loud, sensitive, and on the brinK of breaking.

“I’m gonna CU---AAAHH FUUCCK!” you felt his warmth spill inside you. You were taken aback by him wrapped a hand around your neck and pulling you down to kiss you abruptly. He moaned loudly into your mouth, crying in euphoria as he bottomed out inside your wetness.

“Y/N!” he cried once more. “Fuck I love you.” his face twisted in pleasure, those usually stern eyebrows going soft. “I fucking love you. My human, My only human~.” he hugged you close.

“Ayato~” you replied just as wantonly. “I love you.” you whimpered.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook for ignoring me today, now it’s my turn to get revenge.” you heard his breathless laugh. “Shall we continue?”

(I.....AM SO SORRY FOR THIS)

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