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iheart-alastor · 1 month

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Hazbin characters dating you Head cannons!

Tried my best on this hope you enjoy!

𝐍𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫!

Warning:mention of abuse but 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘴 of fluff

Characters: Alastor, Angel dust, Husk, Lucifer, Sir pentious,Vox

Alastor

When Alastor first realised he had feelings for you it was mainly shocking for him

Definitely starts to keep a close eye on you either with his shadow or just watching you from afar

Would probably never admit his feelings for you

Probably steals something of yours because it smells like you

If he did ever admit his feelings for you his whole persona would change he would be clingy maybe let's you touch his ears

When you do start going out with him he will be more possessive and make sure each sinner who dares to glare at you in disgust or any rude way is next heard on his broadcast

He would start calling you his doe, my fawn, Mon cherè basically cute nicknames meaning deer or literally dear

He will probably start 'sleeping' in the same bed as you a couple months in but the only reason he does it so he has an excuse to watch you sleep

If you don't eat demon meat or venison or any type of meat sorry but he's gonna try sneak some in food he makes for you

Probably let's you cook food with him

Bound to learn his mothers jambalaya recipe form him

He probably doesn't bake that much so he'd be glad if you taught him some new foods

He deffo talks about the other overlords apart from rosie

Vox

Vox cant stand having a crush at first knowing how addicted to watching alastor he is he definitely begins to watch you too

Buys you gifts but they never say who off

Asks you out on a date to a restaurant and talks about alastor the entire time

He likes when you give him shoulder massages after dealing with val or another argument with alastor

Loves to bake goods with you, you cannot tell me this man hates to bake

Doesn't like cooking but will cook some stuff with you depending on how much you enjoy it

Clingy and doesn't let val near you whatsoever why would he want his baby near a pornstar who abuses his co-workers

Likes when you kiss and praise him

Angel dust

When he first found out he liked you he began flirting with you very bold too he does not hold back like how he does with husker

If he asked you out expect him to be full of joy if you say yes

Definitely wants a sleepover with matching pajamas

Likes talking shit about val to you after a tough day at work

And please when he comes back looking beaten up shower him in kisses and cuddles man will forget val even existed

When around you he liked being sober and not coked up

My man would love if you could bake because bro would love If you baked him some cookies or pastries

Bro don't know how to cook so if you do please teach him

Loves when you and cherri bomb get along

Definitely has a picture of you him and fat nuggets on his door

Husker

He probably found out he liked you if you began sitting at the bar with him having normal conversations and not trying to flirt with him

He starts to be at ease when around you

Would probably talk shit about alastor

Teaches you how to make different cocktails

After a while it's probably you who asks him out but he says yes

Would probably sleep in the same bed as you and you how cats knead something would probably do that to something you own

He so loves when you groom his fur (it almost makes his wings flap)

He starts to lay of the booze when around you so he doesn't look like a complete alcoholic

Liked talking about you to angel dust

Sir pentious

Gets easily flustered around you and he makes it obvious!

So obvious angel helps him to ask you out

If you say yes he hugs you so hard and all the little egg Bois in the background begin cheering

He likes seeing you babysit the eggbois when he can't or they get to playfull

He wraps his tail around you when your asleep so he knows your there

Is such a bottom spoon my guys hugging your hiding his head in the crook of your neck while the egg Bois sleep on you or besides the 2 of you

My guy is the best Baker we even saw it on episode 5

Only you am aloud to eat the food he makes how dare anyone else think they're aloud the cookies he made for you?

Probably watches a movie with you and cries when something bad happens to his favorite character

Lucifer

When Lucifer realised he liked you a lot went through his head by he first made a duck of you now he needed to find out how to handle his crush

He first told Charlie who was in awe and in tears when she saw the duck of you now he had his daughter helping him plan a way to ask you out

He came knocking at your door with flowers and chocolate in the shapes of ducks with the duck he made of you sitting on the chocolate box ofc you had to go out with him!

He probably takes you to a restaurant before going home and watching a movie with you in matching duck pj's and a duck blanket while cuddling

Definitely dreams off you all the time

Love sick in the best way possible as you cured his depression

Likes baking with you and probably throws flour on you before you both start play fighting

Likes when you play with his wings and call him cute nicknames

Charlie would probably think of you as her mother at some point

Gets you duck pajamas to wear with him

Thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed the headconnons! Lmk if I should make more in the future I honestly loved making this

More alastor tiktoks because this man's cute as fuck (๑•ᴗ•๑)♡

#alastor x reader #hazbin hotel #male reader #female reader #sir pentious x reader #vox x reader #angel dust x reader #husk x reader #lucifer morningstar #lucifer x reader

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pottersfia · 18 days

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more grumpy x sunshine theo x hufflepuff!reader please! fluff, but if you wanna add a lil angst in it too! reader is super sweet and everyone loves her (including the slytherine group who took her under their wing. i don’t have anything super specific, but i love your writing and need more of this trope. 🥹 maybe he’s grumpy towards everyone except her. anything haha!

a/n: theo is a little out of character here in my opinion buttttt him and the afraid of commitment trope just makes sense to me and it’s ok to be delulu 🫶🏾

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you and theodore nott had interesting relationship. the slytherin boy had asked you out on a date and you gladly accepted. your time together went well, but instead of having the usual second and third dates, the two of you casually hung out together.

theodore's friends did not mind at all. they liked having you around. not only were you one of the few hufflepuffs who didn't negatively stereotype slytherins, but when you were around theodore was less grumpy and mean. they all knew he had crazy feelings for you.

this fact was less obvious to you, however. theodore was known for his nonchalant, grumpy nature and you were aware, but surely it would change with a girl he liked? you began to doubt that he even liked you after the date.

"maybe he just wants to be friends. i don't know what i did wrong." you grumbled to pansy. she gave you a puzzled look. you were sat with her in the slytherin common room at a friday night party.

"are you joking? he definitely likes you. he's just not that good at expressing his feelings." she motions over to where theodore was standing. across the common room, past the crowd of students was theodore, draco, and blaise. as soon as you turned your head to look in his direction your eyes met. you gave him a smile and a small wave which he responded to with a slight nod and brief tight lipped smirk back. he then turned back to his friends. you rolled your eyes.

"y/n he has been staring at you this entire time!" pansy said.

"if he actually likes me he needs to make it more obvious."

the two of your drift off in conversation about school, music, and eventually the likelihood of your classmates becoming rich and famous. but now you were thirsty. you excused yourself and stood up to grab yourself a drink.

a few boys you never talked to were standing around the drinks but you didn't mind. you would get something and quickly go back to pansy. you smiled at one of the boys who looked at you as you approached. you grabbed a can and began to make your way back until he spoke up.

"y/n?" he said which caught you off guard.

"huh?" you blinked blankly at him.

"y/n, right? i'm andrew. from divination." he smiled at you.

"oh. oh! andrew, hi." you smiled as you recognized your classmate. "sorry, you look so different out of your uniform."

"yeah, you too. you look incredible." he said, looking you up and down.

"thanks." you awkwardly laughed.

your brief greeting turned into a full on conversation which theodore, who was watching right next to you, did not enjoy.

"y/n." you paused your conversation and abruptly looked up to the side of you to see theodore. you tried to hold back a smile.

"hi theo." you replied. he gave you a small smile then looked past you at andrew.

"i need to talk to you." he said looking back at you. you tilted your head a little surprised and unsure what he wanted to talk about, but you kindly looked back at andrew.

"i'll see you later?" you said. he smiled and nodded. you walked away with theodore, missing the disgusted look he gave andrew.

the two of you settled in a corner on the opposite side of the common room. you leaned against the wall and looked up at him. all he did was give you another smile and place his hand on cheek.

"you're so pretty, y/n." his words are soft and you feel your knees practically go weak, but where was this coming from?

"theo.." you broke eye contact making him lift your head to look back at him. "what did you want to talk about?" you ask.

"i just wanted you to myself." he shrugged. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"stop being mean." you grab his hand and lower it off of you.

"what are you talking about?" he's shocked at your words, you never sound this serious.

"do you actually like me?" you ask him. he stays quiet. "it's frustrating because i thought our date went really well but i don't know what we are right now."

"it did go well." he replied.

"so now what, theo?" he's quiet again. his silence is loud to you. in your head it's obvious that he has no interest in being with you, so why entertain him? you scoff and walk again, hearing him call out your name as you exit the common room.

"y/n! stop, please." he caught up to you and you turned around to him. "i like you. a lot. i want to be with you but i don't think i'm relationship material."

"what do you mean?" you ask him.

"you should be with someone that can guarantee you a good relationship. i don’t know if i’m that person.” you frown at his words. theodore was had a reputation for being with multiple girls and coming off as somewhat rude but you saw more than that in him. the entire time you’ve known each other he’s treated you better than anyone ever has.

“i want to be with you, theo. no one else.” you say to him.

“are you sure?” he asks. you grab onto the collar of his shirt and pull him closer, giving him a kiss which he gladly reciprocates.

“very sure.” you say as you slightly pull apart, just for him to kiss you once again.

#theo nott x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theo nott #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x you #theo nott fluff #theodore nott fluff #theo nott x y/n #slytherin boys

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hells-wasabii · 3 months

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Hi! Could you (if it's not a problem ofc) write something about Sera? My girl is underrated. T^T. Since it's getting close to Valentines, maybe some romantic headcanons? (Fluff/NSFW)?

Have a great day <3

A/N: I am so positively upset, once again my computer shut down, my work was lost, and i was scared i had lost the ask. Luckily, for this prompt I didn't get very far, and better still, the ask was surprisingly save. Sera asks are some of the ones I'm looking forward to the most with the angel asks, she has a LOT of potential as a character! But anywho, before i ramble on too much, enjoy!

Character: Sera

Type: Headcanons (Sera x reader, Fluff, NSFW)

Sera confides in you with everything. Including the extermination. You had known for several years by the time that Charlie made her way up to heaven to pitch the hotel. You had been there for her after, as well. You were a constant source of comfort for her, and she is constantly reminding you of this, promising that she will continue to do the same for you as well.

Though she may be prim and proper, a true head of the Seraphim, her devotion to you runs as deep as her devotion to heaven. But know this, she too is terrified of the repercussions of defying heaven and its rules. Rules that even still, she would be more than willing to bend, perhaps even break for you.

That being said, she would still do whatever it takes to keep the both of you up in heaven. Just as she doesn't wish to see Emily fall from grace, she would be devastated should it happen to you.

When you kiss her, fully expect her wings to flutter. She is delighted by any contact with her beloved. I do think she would take any teasing for it in stride. She would apologize, quite bashfully, to be honest, saying that they seem to have a mind of their own sometimes. As your relationship progresses, however, she would even turn it back on you, using the opportunity to flirt.

It doesn't matter if there is a special occasion, but Sera will use any excuse to dote on you. Even if it's just a 'you were on my mind' sort of deal. She wants you to feel appreciated because she certainly does appreciate you.

NSFW under the cut

Sex among angels isn't necessarily taboo, but it is seen an act of love, an act of commitment. An act of devotion to one's partner. Angels, or rather heaven-born angels, such as seraphim, often times mate for life. Sure, they may have the occasional fling, but more often than not, heaven-borns will

That being said, intimacy with Sera is exactly that. Intimate, she wants to keep you close to her, wants you to feel the love she holds for you just as badly as she wants to feel your love for her.

It's not exactly a secret, but angel wings are delicate, fragile, and sensitive. This can most definitely be used to your advantage, or it could be your undoing, as you're not exempt. Its also considered an extremely intimate act amongst angles, so it requires a LOT of trust. Sometimes, Sera will even specifically ask you to help preen her wings, an activity that will more than likely lead to the two of you entangled

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin headcanons #hazbin imagine #sera x reader #sera hazbin hotel

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vante1920pm · 1 year

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──;; 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 ? ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: feel free to request :)

also, check out my sebastian sallow x reader fanfiction on wattpad and ao3 <3 !

◎ | hogwarts legacy masterlist

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: the characters and how jealous they get

☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: sebastian, ominis, garreth, natty, poppy, anne

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: gn!reader, slight cursing, ooc, not proofread

☆ 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: no

❛ SEBASTIAN ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ very possessive and easily jealous

He would try beat up everyone who even thinks about making a move on you.

And y'all ain't even dating yet 💀

Literally has to be dragged away by Imelda, so the person wouldn't need to go to the hospital wing.

He's not regretting anything, tho.

❛ OMINIS ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ he is definitely, sassy bastard

Gets an attitude when Sebastian tells him, that he saw you with another person in Hogsmeade.

Gives you the silent treatment, which leaves you confused.

Also gets insecure, but would never tell you.

❛ GARRETH ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ yes

He's mad mad

Doesn't leave you alone with the person, no matter what you say.

He just can't trust them, but still gives them a fake smile.

❛ NATTY ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ an healthy amount of

Is eyeing the person you're talking to.

She tries to hide her jealousy, but fails. Poppy is the first to notice it. She just doesn't stop staring

Bro should pray.

❛ POPPY ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ not really

She doesn't really care, she knows you like her better than anyone else

Also doesn't react on their flirt attempts, until it gets out of hand, then she walks over to you.

Tells them you two still have to "study" ( more like a cuddle session ).

❛ ANNE ! ❜

-ㅤㅤ is kind of jealous

It's not that bad, but enough, that she takes you away from the person you're talking to.

Also makes up excuses, so she can spend more time with you alone.

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ange1princess · 2 years

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Where do you want me❔

Summary ❕ Where's the wildest place they've had sex.

Ft. ❕ Gn!reader x Diasomnia (Malleus, Lilia, Silver, Sebek)

CW❕MDNI, sexual content, sub(?) Reader and bottom reader, exhibitionism, one spank, that's literally all. All characters in this are 18+

A/N❕Sorry Malleus' is so short oml i didn't even realise T_T but anyways Reblogs always appreciated!! Also not proofread :P

Kofi ❕ Masterlist

❕MALLEUS❕

‣ Not one for too much risk, it was in your bedroom at ramshackle the only difference is he fucked you against a huge window.

"Do you like this, my beloved?" He says as he pounds into you while looking down at the people walking by, the thrill of being seen or caught being fucked by possibly the strongest person on campus has you clenching around him, pleading him to go faster and harder. Your answer comes out as a whimper, pushing yourself against him in sync.

You don't know how much the poor, possibly weak glass pane could handle. But you didn't care, not when your brains foggy and the only thought in there is the need for his cum to fill you up, hoping someone catches you being claimed by the horned prince.

❕LILIA❕

‣ Oh he likes risk, because what's life without it, right? (Ok immortal.) In the air. I'm sorry you cannot look at me and tell me he wouldn't, birds eye view as you're over everyone he can show off two things like this, both his strength, and you! (Yes I'm a firm believer in him having wings in his true form and being able to fly <3)

"Look! There's Ace and Deuce, looks like they're looking for someone~ hm, what if it's you darling?" He chuckles as the both of you start drifting towards them, not close enough to be spotted too obviously, but close enough that if they tried hard, they'd definitely catch you. You bite down on the side of his neck to muffle the moan that threatens to bubble out of you.

"I know you can't keep it in any longer sweetheart, let go, let them see who you belong to," he whispers, his voice coming out steady, unlike yours which just comes out as a whine. "Don't think I haven't seen how the blue one looks at you, maybe we should give them a show?" You clench at the thought. Something about having Duece see you this hot and bothered, tongue lolling out of your moth as you throw your head back, makes you want more. The possessive lilt in Lilias voice only egging you further.

❕SILVER❕

‣ Nothing too special, the two of you went to a music festival and ended up fucking on an empty stage with an audience around you, but dw no one remembers much because everyone was either too tired or too stoned, good for you guys.

He's lost in the pleasure, he either doesn't care or doesn't see the group of people eyeing the two of you with unbridled hunger in their eyes as you cry out for him to move faster, your body moving according to his whim. Your back is arched, your ass in the air as the waves of your skin seem amplified by the strength of his thrusts. He leans over, his chest flush against your back as he whispers in your ear, "Look them in the eye," he's talking about the people in the crowd. Something bubbles up in his chest, is it pride? Is it arrogance? It can be either, signified by his self satisfied, smug smile.

You do as he says, you just want to cum at this point, and you know if you don't listen to him, he'd edge you or worse, leave you high and dry. So you stare into the eyes of a random stranger, your mouth opening to let out a wanton moan, your jaw going slack just like your body. You were close, you knew it but you can't cum, not yet, not till he gives you the go. "You did so well, go ahead, cum for me," that's all the permission it takes for you to come undone, you didn't even take into account the multiple people with hands down their pants trying to relieve themselves whilst watching.

❕SEBEK❕

‣ Another that's not one to go too further from tradition. But one time he got really hard during a meeting because you kept teasing him and had to excuse the both of you do that he could bend you over and make you see stars in the room next to it which had a one way mirror, aka you can see the other's having a meeting but they can't see you.

You can't help but look back at Sebek, your neck craning as you see his face scrunched up, trying to keep his cool although it's getting harder by the second. He's bent you over the glass table, the cool glass of the table giving solace to your heated skin. "S-seb, faster, please," is all you can manage to say as your eyes drift to the rows of people at the meeting in the other room. "You're fucking filthy, d-don't tell me how to fuck you," his breathings uneven and you can feel his annoyance as he smacks you, surely leaving an angry red print on your behind.

"This is all your fault, couldn't keep your slutty hands to yourself for an hour?" His thrusts keep getting faster and harder, you know he's going to punish you, you just don't know how. But you realise it as soon as it happens, he pulls out of you, jerking himself off as you whine at the emptiness. He tell you to shut up as he cums all over your ass, his breathing ragged as he tries to fix himself the best he can, straightening his hair and clothes, he looks as good as new unlike you, who's spent and sensitive, the only thing keeping you upright the thick glass of the table as he tells you he'll take care of you at home and that you need this, to learn both patience and discipline.

#twisted wonderland smut #twst smut #malleus smut #lilia smut #silver smut #sebek smut #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #malleus draconia x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #silver x reader #sebek zigvolt x reader #malleus x reader #lilia x reader #sebek x reader

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sapphicseasapphire · 3 months

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i'm endlessly curious-- if it isn't a spoiler, how would time's and sky's relationship develop? i feel like there's a lot of potential from their starting place, and anything could happen, whether that be them becoming friends, near-enemies, or barely more than acquaintances by the end

Ohoho this is definitely spoilers. Or. It has potential to be spoilers. I will answer this question as vaguely as possible. (Under the cut because long)

Out of all of the Cryptids in my au, I have the best understanding of Sky (he’s my little guy). When building out the relationships between characters, it’s easiest for me to start with “what’s their dynamic with Sky?” and then work from there. Time and Sky’s relationship was one of the first things I came up with and really what made me actually want to tell stories with this au rather than just draw silly little pictures.

Time and Sky’s relationship changes over the course of two major story arcs, one which I call “Grounded” and the other I call “Sky’s Awakening.” When they first meet, they’re scared of each other. Like. They’re both convinced that the other is going to kill them. They never talk, they avoid each other. Whenever Time’s around, Sky draws his wings in close to his back and doesn’t blink, muscles tense like he’s ready for a fight. Time never looks away from Sky, worried that the Godkiller will strike him if he lets his guard down.

…. It’s…. Very tense. For a very long time. And the others notice! Someone as open and kind as Sky acting so coldly around Time?? Red flag. Someone as strong and untouchable as Time acting so hesitant around Sky?? Red flag.

But over the course of their time together, certain things happen that force them to grow closer. To the others, it’s night and day. Suddenly, they realize they have more in common than they thought. Suddenly, they realize that they can lean on each other, that the other means them no harm. It’s a slow development at first, but quickly speeds up. Their trust in each other grows exponentially every day (after Grounded), until the end of Sky’s Awakening.

They depend on each other. The God and the Godkiller.

(And then I ruin it all because I’ve decided to extend the story past the end of their adventure together. And epilogue of sorts. But not necessarily a happy one. But they’ll be fine. Probably).

I do have some not so great old comics that I posted so long ago that kind of take place at the turning point for them. This was before I had their designs figured out (I say as if I’m not constantly changing them) so please excuse the inconsistencies.

#TIME AND SKY MY BELOVED #the legend of zelda #chain as cryptids au #I answered question #I’m trying to hard to contain myself from spoiling the whole plot #but you have to believe me when I say that I have so many ideas for these two #watch me never write them-#cryptid lore #cryptid sky #cryptid time #links meet au

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yanderes-galore · 7 months

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Skyrim yandere paarthurnax concept? Platonic cuz He is like a grandpa

-☢️ Anon

Sure, still super new to Skyrim so I'm learning the characters through research. I hope I got things somewhat right. Made Darling a Dragonborn for plot reasons.

Yandere! Platonic! Paarthurnax Concept

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Dubious companionship, Thoughts of kidnapping, Paranoia, Familial yandere.

Paarthurnax is one of the most friendly dragons in Skyrim, having kept his natural habits in check via meditation.

His purpose is to train the Dragonborn certain shouts to defeat his brother, Alduin.

In terms of how he'd meet you the only way I can think of is you yourself are a Dragonborn.

That way you'd have a reason to meet with the wise dragon and form a connection.

Paarthurnax hasn't talked to others for a century by the time you meet him, instead he passes the time by meditation.

However he is a dragon that loves conversation.

Being a Dragonborn would make it easier for Paarthurnax to form a connection with you.

You have the blood and soul of a dragon like him, even if you are a mortal.

Speaking with you and being your elder teacher makes him understand you more and more.

This is the way I imagine Paarthurnax could be a platonic yandere towards a mortal darling.

Like in the game I imagine he'd talk to you like family whenever he saw you.

He acknowledges you like another dragon, a student to take under his wing.

He's a teacher, a wise old dragon who wishes to speak to you about old tales and lessons.

Paarthurnax would definitely act like some sort of parent/grandpa/teacher to you.

He wants to train your powers, even if you may be the one to slay his brother (or not).

I'd imagine he'd talk to you for hours, even if the mountain's cold air appears to freeze your skin.

No matter, he'll teach you how to create a fire to warm yourself.

He seems so kind despite his past nature, which he still keeps in check.

However his past nature and craving for domination may still spark up at times during his obsession.

I imagine what make Paarthurnax attached to you is it feels like he's talking to his own kind when he speaks to you.

You eagerly listen and learn from him... is it so wrong to feel a bit possessive?

He likes your attention and doesn't mind keeping you close to him to stay warm on the mountain.

Paarthurnax never leaves the mountain, he's always close by.

The dragon mediates when you aren't around to entertain him with conversation, even when you do come to speak he offers you to meditate with him.

Paarthurnax loves your presence and feels at ease due to your old soul within you.

The old dragon tends to worry when you leave for long periods of time but he cannot blame you.

You have your own duties, he is just an old dragon hiding from those who wish to kill him.

However he does try to convince you to stay longer with him.

He uses his teachings as an excuse to keep you around.

You're like a young child... one that still has so much to learn.

Which is why you need him.

The dragon is most attached to you more than anything, seeing you as family to keep him company.

He doesn't mind lighting a fire for you or allowing you to huddle closer to his large frame.

In his eyes he must take care of you, raise you, and guide you.

If anything ever hurt you that behavior he tries so hard to hide sparks up in momentary fury.

Yet... the old and wise dragon keeps himself calm with meditation.

You are strong, dragon blood runs through you.

He must not worry about you.

Paarthurnax is not a yandere to kill in his current state.

He's given up such behavior to teach mortals.

That's why he dedicates so much time to meditation.

As much as the idea appeals him internally, he forces himself to just protect you.

He'll teach you how to protect yourself.

He'll bestow great strength onto you so you may thrive.

Paarthurnax has potential to cause chaos for the one he cares for.

But he never does in the end.

He's content with watching you stroll up his mountain for chat.

He eagerly encourages you to stay longer and longer so he may influence you.

You make him happy... yet he must keep you free.

As much as he would love for you to stay at the mountain forever, it cannot be done.

Paarthurnax is a calm dragon who's willing to wait for you to return to him no matter how long it takes.

The thought that you might never return, however, strikes unpleasant feelings in the dragon.

What if you never come back to him?

For one reason or another... he dreads the idea of you never returning.

These thoughts continue to spark violent thoughts in the dragon that he can't seem to silence.

If he doesn't do something to prevent such a fate for his student... his family... his fellow dragon blood, then he might cause more carnage to the rest of the mortals in blind rage.

So if that's the case... would it really be all that bad if he planned to keep you here with him next time you came to visit?

#yandere skyrim #yandere dragon #platonic yandere #yandere paarthurnax

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coffeecatcraze · 2 months

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Figured I'd just answer both of these in one post, since they're tied together!

Yes, I can absolutely see Lucifer helping Charlie learn more about her abilities. They're rekindling that father-daughter bond, and teaching Charlie to use abilities she got from him is something ONLY Lucifer can do; I don't see him passing up the opportunity to be the fun dad who teaches his daughter literal magic tricks. Say, for example, throwing magic at Exorcists in battle and lighting up the marquee lights in the hotel rebuild scene? Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but until that last episode, we hadn't really seen Charlie use that kind of ability; there's a very angelic aspect to it, and we saw that same gold magic from Lucifer himself, so I'd say he's already started giving her pointers! Especially with the confidence, ease, and precision during the rebuild versus the slightly clumsy use of it in battle. VERY different situations, of course, but still.

As for wings, that's something I've been thinking about for a while actually! The fact that Vaggie regrew angelic wings after her Exorcist wings were ripped off definitely feels like a hint that Charlie might be getting some of her own in the future. Her dad is a fallen angel, so it makes sense she'd have the potential for them; it seems likely to me that with the right catalyst, especially after leaning more into her angelic-natured abilities under her dad's guidance, she might end up with wings of her own. (Personally I'd love to see that, because imagine Charlie being able to fly and how adorably excited she'd get over it!)

And yes, yes I ABSOLUTELY would love to see those dual mentorships going on! Vaggie continuing to hone her combat abilities with help from Carmilla is one of the things I'm really hoping happens in S2. The mutual understanding and respect they found for each other isn't something that should be passed off as a one-time interaction, in my opinion. (It's also fun to note that Vaggie and Carmilla have both been shown to speak Spanish. Another bonding opportunity, perhaps...?) And it would be SUCH an adorable and domestic thing for Vaggie and Charlie to get training from their mentors and show off what they learned to each other, so there's definitely a Chaggie bonus there!

These were really fun asks to get! I always love a good excuse to analyze and theorize about my favorite characters, so thanks for that! ^.^

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel theory #charlie morningstar #vaggie #lucifer hazbin hotel #carmilla carmine #not me lowkey citing my own fanfic again... (._.)

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kasdeyalilith · 1 year

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Please please do a part two on the story divine judgement! I am frothing and feral for the story and absolutely craving for more! I can definitely see the god reader punishing Barbatos by having him in their lap as well 👀

Sorry this took so long, I got a lot of things going rn hahaha. Anyways hope you like this!

Divine Judgement II

Warning/s: Smut, NSFW, Minors DNI

Character/s: Venti x Reader

Following the event that you pulled at the meeting, you've been flooded with gifts and invitations from Archons and Acolytes alike. One that stood out is your darling winged Archon, who even went so far as to enter your chamber secretly and wait till you were asleep so he could watch you freely.

You pondered for days on how to deal with Barbatos, confronting him head on is out of the question since he’ll only succumb to lying away with his sweet words.

A silent patter of sandaled feet can be heard from your balcony, his huge wings shadowing the room. He must’ve memorized your schedule since you falsely put that you’ll be checking a certain area at this time but you have other plans as you glamoured yourself to be invincible.

You watch as his head turn from side to side to look out for any signs of you or your handmaidens, after making sure that you’re not in the room he jumps to your bed giggling as the bed creaks under the weight. He sighs as he grinds against the blankets and rubs his head against the pillows in an attempt to scent it.

Frowning in frustration, you flick your hand, removing the glamour and catching the unsuspecting bard from further desecrating your bed.

Barbatos lets out a yelp, his eyes wide as he looks at your annoyed gaze.

“Pray tell Barbatos, what are you doing in my room?”

“Your Grace! I-I was just..”

“Rutting into my pillows like a dog in heat?”

His mouth opens and closes quickly, eyes looking anywhere but you as he panics to form any excuse.

“Stand up”

“Yes, your Grace”

His head bent down in shame as he follow you like a kicked puppy. You can’t help but feel that churn in your stomach at the sight.

“Sit”

Barbatos sat at the couch placed in your balcony, overlooking the vast sea and rolling hills of Teyvat. You stepped your heels between his thighs, your dress spilling to the side exposing your skin which the Archon can’t help but stare at.

You stare at the tent forming on his clothe, the little perv didn’t even bother to wear underwear underneath as his pink member peeks over the folds.

“Grind”

His head quickly snaps at you, unbelieving at the words he’s hearing. His heart thumps in excitement and joy that he’s sure you can see it through his struggling figure as he places his crotch over your foot.

He started slowly grinding, clinging unto your leg as he pleads for you to touch him more. Anything to satiate his thirst.

You cannot help but laugh at his pathetic state as you watch him lewdly grind your foot like a madman. This simply drives him more; your demeaning glare turns him on so hard that it hurts. As you tug his hair, he moans loudly, your grip burning his scalp in the most pleasurable ways. His eyes welled up with tears as he licked your thigh in rhythm with his grinding.

“Such a dirty dog you are Barbatos”

“Need you please, your Grace”

You slapped his face, the sound drowning the lewd sounds he’s making. Grabbing his cheeks, you forced him to look at you.

“After all that stunts you pulled, do you think you deserve a reward from me?”

“But I-”

“But what? Does that excuse you from sneaking into my room every night?”

“No…but he did that with you. Why does he get to touch you freely?! His stained hands shouldn’t be even near your presence let alone body! He does not deserve your attention your Grace!”

Pausing at his outburst, your gaze softened. You removed your heel and his hands that grips your leg tightly. The Anemo Archon whined at the lost warmth, his hands frantically reaches for you.

You sat beside him and pat your thighs in invitation for him to sit. His tear-stained face brightens as he wraps his legs around your waist. His face leans to your neck, peppering kisses to cover up his hiccups and sniffling.

Pitying the crying bard, you decided to forgive him. Besides how can you stay angry when he’s being cute and submissive like this.

You pat his back as a signal that you’re going to remove your dress, he leans back as he help you undress. His fingers linger at your soft breast before he grabs them more forcefully, pinching and rolling it over his thumbs as he looks at you expectantly. You moan softly as you thrust your hip, pulling him closer to kiss the sides of his eyes. You trail over his tears until you finally kiss him.

The Archon can only moan at your actions, his heart aching at how soft you’re treating him.

“Your Grace I-”’

“Shhh, let me handle it my dear Archon. Do you want me to touch you here?”

“Yes! Please please please please”

Once you stroke your palm across his throbbing cock, his mumbles become garbled.

He looks at you as you place his length against your core, shuddering at the sensation of being inside you. Once you moved to have him deeper inside you, he arches his back, screaming and crying your name.

He pulls your face to his and kisses you fiercely while he attempts to keep up with your pace.

His nails scratch your back as he jolts, his orgasm approaching in seconds.

He screams, his fluid flooding you within as he slumps against your body. As he calls for you, his arms embraces you tightly to him.

Your fingers touches the spot where his skin and wings meet, the muscles twitching unconsciously. You kissed his cheek before reaching for his hole, you’re far from finished after all.

#genshin smut #venti smut #venti x reader #genshin x reader #sub venti

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I COMPLETELY FORGOT A VERY IMPORTANT PART OF CROWNLESS (the Young Aragorn show that lives in my, and apparently many of your, hearts): Each season opens with the framing device of middle-aged Sam Gamgee sitting by the fire in Bag End, telling his kids stories about the King. If you don’t have a (historical inaccuracy-excusing) narrative frame in a Middle Earth story, wtf are you even doing?

Also, the theme song in my mind is "All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter" by Clamavi de Profundis, but I'm open to some other group doing their own arrangement of the poem.

so, key elements of season 3 (s1 and 2 here):

A couple times in s2, including notably in the season finale?, Rohirrim were involved…so at the very end of that season, King Thengel invited Aragorn to come serve in his court/armed forces. That’s right, it’s time for UNMITIGATED HORSE GIRL!ARAGORN HOURS!

(confession: I could be persuaded to combine s2 and s3, with some elements of s3 going into s4)

(and clarification: Aragorn isn't deliberately using a false name, but he's also not presenting himself as anything more than a random northern Dúnedain ranger, son of nobody in particular.)

The show starts to shift in this season: in addition to/in place of some monster of the week episodes, we get political drama of the week, and more ongoing plotlines. Also, I realized it’s as much ‘location of the week’ as ‘monster of the week’—that continues, centered around Rohan (which means we’ll retread some locations from s2)

First trip to Minas Tirith, on some diplomatic excursion!

fun canon LotR info: Thengel, Theoden's father, was a total Gondor stan - he lived there from his teens until he had to come home to take up the crown, he married a woman from Lossarnach, as King of Rohan he spoke Sindarin and Westernesse and not Rohirric...

so I'm gonna say that teenage Theoden is kind of resentful of that? He was born in Lossarnach, came to Rohan at age 5...but Rohan is his home and he loves it, and he wonders if his father is too enamored of Gondor to be the best king of Rohan. He's skeptical of Thengel recruiting this random Ranger to be a captain of the Riders. On the flip side, Aragorn is SO COOL, and superb with horses. and Theoden wants to be him when he grows up. It's hard, being a teenager and a prince, with 4 sisters. It's hard and nobody understands

Sauruman is there for an episode, being genuinely helpful but his vibes are faintly rancid. He's about to start building up Isengard as an armed power. If the season finale involves something like a proper battle again, he might pitch in.

Halbarad and Dúnawen might actually stay in Ithilien? Or they come along to Rohan but they just join the Riders without getting involved in court stuff at all. Aragorn is going to start doing more things on his own. They presumably have their own B/C-plot character arcs btw, I just don't know what

Roddis definitely stayed behind in Ithilien/Gondor. New in the cast, however, not from quite the start but maybe like ep7/22, or the midseason onward? Is a perfectly normal human woman with dark hair and grey eyes...

Arwen. It's Arwen.

Aragorn: Why are you here? Arwen: I am the daughter of Elrond Half-Elven. My grandparents include the Evening Star, White-Winged Elwing, and Galadriel, student of Melian who on separate occasions told both Fëanor and Eonwë to fuck off. Everyone who met her agrees that I look just like my great-great-grandmother Lúthien Tinúviel. The distant echo of the Doom of the Exiles runs in my veins, as do the Songs of Lúthien and the Light of a Silmaril. I know the weight of Fate when it settles on my shoulders like a mantle, as it did when you called me 'Tinúviel' beneath Imladris's twilit trees—but the Choice of the Peredhel remains mine and mine alone. So I have come, Elessar, Isildur's heir, to see if I actually like you. Arwen: Curiosity. Aragorn: [vividly remembering how in s1 his mom said, "She's way out of your league" and Elrond said, "You won't get married until you're king." (Aragorn: "...married to your daughter?" Elrond: "To anyone. Period.")] Aragorn: Cool. Curiosity is cool. I'm gonna be so normal about this.

(Spoilers: he was not entirely normal about this.)

(Spoilers: they super do like each other, though)

Idk what the backup rangers are doing overall, but I do want Aragorn and Dúnawen to still have some sort of romantic Thing in s2, maybe off and on again, as Aragorn thought Arwen wasn't interested and was trying not to just be moping about it... Then Arwen arrives and Aragorn is So Conflicted for like 1 episode, before Dúnawen comes to him like, "Aragorn, I love you as a friend and comrade-in-arms and I love you as my chieftain and king-to-be, and I could probably love you as a wife if we really tried...but you clearly have not just a crush but some sort of Destiny thing with Lady Arwen, so I'm going to go back to Ithilien for a bit, maybe get drunk and laid with a handsome barmaid, and get over you. While I'm gone, you should try, like, talking to her."

A thing that Aragorn and Arwen...do bond over, but more it's there to demonstrate their compatibility to the audience, is: ...So, we (the writers/producers) don't have the rights to The Silmarillion, right, just The Lord of the Rings and its Appendices, and The Hobbit. These do periodically namedrop people, however, with dashes of elaboration mostly in the Appendices...and Aragorn is established from the start to be a bit of a history nerd, because that's what happens when you're raised by Elrond...so periodically, Aragorn and his friends will be in a Situation and Aragorn will whisper, like, "This is just like when [Fëanor/Túrin/Tar-Minastir/etc...]—" and Halbarad or Dúnawen hisses, "Does that actually help us right now?" and Aragorn will say, "Sure!" and start doing something that Silmarillion nerds can recognize is inspired by whatever the person in question did in a similar situation (note: sometimes Aragorn deliberately does the opposite of what the historical figure did, and it works much better.) The writers very carefully do not explicitly reference anything not explicitly in the permitted texts. If they need/get to elaborate on a historical figure, they'll toe a careful line of Silmarillion canon and blatantly made-up things.

That happened more in s1, when the show needed to make good with the old fans, but also in s2. Aragorn remains the only one referencing this stuff. Then in s3, he and Arwen are...let's say captured by bandits, and Arwen murmurs in his ear, "I have an idea. You know in the Lay of Lúthien..." Aragorn's eyes widen. "Beren and Lúthien or Beren and Finrod?" Arwen: "Finrod." Aragorn nods, and they proceed to bullshit their way out of being captive with flawless teamwork and yes-and-ing (and maybe fight a wolf on their way out, just to be thorough).

No idea what this season finale is. Like I said, you could probably weave parts of most of this season into s2 and s4? But that would ruin the "a different significant geographical area every season" thing we've got going on.

[s4 here!]

#aragorn #arwen #theoden #lotr #lord of the rings #ficlet #fanfiction #my fic

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honeybrowne · 1 year

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Day 3: Drunken Love Confession

AARON HOTCHNER X GN!READER [0.9k]

Content: Consumption of alcohol; drunk love confession; fluff

Summary: There's something Aaron needs to get off his chest, and all it takes is a bit of liquid courage to tell you how he feels.

Author's Note: I tried to keep this as in character as possible, and I think I did okay?? I usually love an absolutely hammered Hotch love confession, but this felt more like him 🖤

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You've never seen your boss this drunk before.

In his defense, he can still stay upright and is hardly slurring his words, but for him, he's definitely drunk.

It's really cute, actually, and you usually don't like men who get bolder the more they drink, but it's working for him. He's smiling at you and it's making you start to feel like you've been drinking as much as he has, even when you've only had a glass of wine.

There's been this unspoken and practically unacknowledged thing going on between you and Hotch. He has a soft spot for you, and you definitely have a crush on him. You're both equally terrible at hiding how you feel about each other, even more so outside of work hours.

He had even kissed you once. It was late and he was there for you after a difficult case. You told him all your insecurities, how you didn't think you were strong enough to be in the BAU. It was brief but it was everything you had dreamed of. His lips were soft and warm, the taste of coffee still lingering on his mouth was comforting in the strangest way. He had pulled away first, his mumbled apology being cut off by another kiss from you.

It was perfect, but yet, neither of you ever mentioned it.

Tonight was the first time he had the guts to invite you over, using the excuse of needing help baking brownies for Jack's class party.

Granted, he was a horrible baker, but he could've easily had Jessica do it for him or winged it enough to make them edible, or just bought some from the store. However, this seemed like a better idea.

After he finishes another glass of bourbon, he moves closer to you, resting his arm behind you on the back of the couch, only letting it drop onto your shoulders when you lean in. You can smell his cologne better at this proximity, the scent musky and stronger than the one he wears on a daily basis. He had put it on specifically for you, and it suits him. You can't help but take a deep breath, letting it warm you from the inside out.

"Are you having a good time?"

It's a lame question, he's aware, but he's nervous out of his mind right now and he doesn't know how else to break the silence.

Still, you look at him with a soft smile, making him melt. "I am. Are you?"

"I'd say my night has gotten significantly better since you've been here."

Your smile grows, and your cheeks are beginning to burn. He's flirting with you in the only way he knows how. He's out of practice—it's been years since he's tried to make a move on someone and the only way he's doing it right now is because he's several drinks deep.

Now was the perfect opportunity, and he wasn't going to waste it. Since the day he met you as one of Strauss' options for JJ's temporary replacement, he couldn't dislike you even if he tried. He told himself he could handle the way he felt about you till she returned from maternity leave, but then you had done exceptional work and the FBI wanted you to stay permanently.

When that happened, Hotch knew it was only a matter of time before he did something about the crush he had on you.

"I'm not really good at this—flirting, I mean," he clarifies.

Both of you know he wouldn't be doing this if he wasn't drunk, and you've never been more thankful for alcohol. You're so thrilled you could burst, finally experiencing the moment you've been waiting so long for.

"I think you're doing just fine, Hotch."

He groans. "Apparently not if you're calling me that."

You giggle, placing your hand on his thigh, low enough that it's safe but high enough that it makes his head spin. "I'm sorry. Is Aaron better?"

Hearing his name come from your lips like this is better than he imagined, and it takes every ounce of self control not to break out into a smile. You've said it when introducing him to someone in the field, but never on its own. Never in a setting as intimate as this.

"Much," he sighs. "Makes me want to kiss you... again."

He does break out into a smile when you duck your head in an attempt to hide the flush on your cheeks, tipping your chin upward with a gentle finger.

Your eyes are sparkling with something special, a look he could get used to.

"If you want to, I think you should."

"Yeah?" he says, leaning in as you nod.

His hand finds its way to the back of your neck, carefully bringing you in. Your lips are so close to touching, your heart pounding faster and faster with each second that goes by. Your stomach is in knots, desperate to know if he still feels the same way he did that night so many months ago.

And he does.

You can't help but shift closer to him, his hands pulling you onto his lap. It gets heated quickly, and you have no desire to stop kissing him till he pulls away just enough to speak.

"You know what I think?"

"Hm?" you hum, chasing his lips.

"I think I love you."

You grin wider than you have all night. "Good. Because I know I love you."

Taglist: @spacecowboyhotch, @hotchs-bitch

#doctorstethsfluffyfeb #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner x gn!reader #aaron hotchner x you #criminal minds fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfiction #.writing

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Valentine's Day

@halfwisteria suggested a Pre-Valentines Day scenario for Amit, a few weeks ago and I finally got inspired to write something for it! Rating: 18+ for insinuations Summary: MC loathes Valentine's Day because she's lonely and desperately in love with her best friend. For two Ravenclaws they sure are dumb. Pairing: Amit Thakkar x F!MC Word Count: 4,329 (LOL) A/N: Aged up characters (seventh year at Hogwarts), broody MC, Sebastian Sallow cameo!

MC had half a mind to simply lock herself in her dorm room, bed curtains tightly closed for all hours of the day until the fifteenth of February.

Perhaps she could convince her professors she had come down with a terrible case of spattergroit and simply did not wish to be seen by anyone. It seemed like a reasonable enough excuse, though the more she thought about it on her walk to History Of Magic, she realized they would probably have her whisked away to the hospital wing where Madam Blainey would see by her clear complexion and ability to speak that she definitively did not have spattergroit.

She grunted against the door of the classroom, rolling her eyes at Adelaide and Evangeline who were giggling around a bit of parchment when she entered, scowling at the little hearts they were taking turns drawing along the edges.

It wasn’t that she hated romance or love in general, but the sudden public displays of it this time of year were starting to grate on her already frayed nerves under the stress of her NEWTS. It had absolutely nothing to do with the longing she held for her best friend, who was sitting in his usual spot in the classroom. His schoolbag tucked into the chair at his side, for her, his body curled over a book laid on the table.

MC gave Amit a halfhearted grunt as a greeting as she slumped into her chair, resting her head on the table. Half hoping that if she licked the dirty surface beneath her face she really could contract spattergroit. Surely it would be better than having to suffer hormonal teenagers groping one another in the corridors of a school.

Amit’s laugh as he shoved her shoulder with his own had her turning her head to look up at him. Her heart performing an involuntary somersault at the amusement in his kind eyes.

He pressed a finger against her forehead, pushing her gently, eyebrow quirked.

“You alright, MC? You seem… upset. Not that it’s a bad thing or that I’m upset by you being upset. It’s okay to be upset. But you can talk to me if you are.”

MC laughed softly, with her cheek still resting on the table, letting Amit run out of breath.

“I just hate Valentine’s Day. Makes me want to toss myself off the Astronomy tower. I swear if I see one more pink heart or one more couple practically fornicating in the corridors I’m going to do so.”

Amit stifled a laugh of his own, rolling his eyes at his best friend's favorite threat against her own life at every minor inconvenience that befalls her.

“Well then, you might want to keep your head down because Andrew Larson and Lenora Everleigh are…” His face fills with a blush and contorts into something crossed between curiosity and disgust, his gaze somewhere behind her head. “… probably better off skipping class altogether and finding a broom cupboard.”

MC whips her head around, curiosity getting the better of her. She indeed witnesses Andrew pressing Lenora against the wall of the classroom, shoving his tongue down her throat.

She turns back to Amit, her eyes rolling so far into her skull she thinks she may sprain something.

Amit just laughs at her, his face now back to normal with his eyes back on his desk.

“I told you not to look, to be fair.”

“But you knew I would!”

“Astronomy towers that way.” His finger pointing absentmindedly in a random direction, a smile still tugging at the corners of his lips. When she made a move to stand, he pulled her back down by the sleeve of her robe.

“Stop that, it’s not that bad, really. They’re just in…love.” His eyes were soft, almost pleading when he met her gaze. “You should let them enjoy it.”

“They’re not in love, Amit. They’re hormonal and I’m not stopping them from their attempts to contract every venereal disease possible, I’m simply stopping myself from having to witness it.” She knew she sounded bitter, lonely even. Though she couldn’t help it much, and she was saved from Amit’s further lecture by Professor Binns’ own.

Despite every other student getting to catch up on their sleep during this particular class, She was forced to stay awake alongside Amit. If she dared even blink for too long, he would pinch her beneath the table. He couldn’t force her to pay attention to the droning of their paranormal professor, however, so she entertained herself with thoughts of how best to avoid actually existing in the school for at least the next several days.

She was working her way through a delicious scenario involving being dragged to the bottom of the Black Lake by a pack of vicious grindylows when a piece of parchment smacked her square in the forehead. She scowled at Amit, assuming it was his feeble attempt to pull her back to the dissolution of the wizards council, but he was staring straight ahead, taking his usual notes.

She frowned and picked up the parchment, but before she could unfold it, her attention was drawn to the table ahead of her, where she was being psst at.

Adelaide Oakes was staring at her with a wide eyed look and a red face as she frantically pointed at Amit, while Evangeline giggled beside her. MC bristled, mind going back to the parchment the two Hufflepuffs had been fawning over when she had entered the classroom.

She contemplated walking up and shoving it down her peppy little throat. Instead, she slid it over to Amit and tapped his arm to point it out. Feeling a bit satisfied when he glowered at it before shoving it into the pocket of his robes. Losing a bit of that satisfaction when he hissed at her for writing him notes during class, when she should be paying attention.

MC had to take a deep breath to avoid setting fire to the classroom.

“It wasn’t me, Amit. I-” She was about to tell him that if she had a mind to declare her love for him she’d do it in person, not in a damned note like a lovesick third year. Then she realized she did love him and had no mind to do any such thing. The fear of losing his friendship, greater than the desires of her heart. “Well, aren’t you going to read it? Then you’ll know it wasn’t me.”

Amit waved her off, and she let him. If only because she recognized the growing look of irritation on his face at missing the lecture. MC really did try not to take pleasure in the way Adelaide’s face fell when she watched the receiver of her wretched little note shove it into his pocket with a scowl, but she was only human and she bit back her smile as she returned to daydreams of a different kind. Ones much less morbid, and a bit more on theme for the tone of the castle these days.

When class was dismissed, Amit had to rouse her from her fantasies with a pinch to her arm and a chastising look. She followed him out the doors with a grumble, nearly having forgotten the note until Amit pulled her into a corner, his hand fishing into his robe pocket and pelting her with questions.

MC stomach twisted with anxious nausea as he retrieved the parchment, after she explained what she had seen, his hands shaking and face flushed.

She recoiled when he thrust it at her.

“What?! No! It’s for you!”

“I can’t do it, MC. Please.”

She softened, just for him and the desperation in his eyes, and took the note between her thumb and forefinger. He pulled it back before she could take it from his hand.

“No! You're right, I should read it. I should do it, she wrote it to me.” His shaking hands held the parchment, while his thumbs ran anxious circles over it. “Who wrote it? Adelaide or Evangeline?”

“Do you have a preference?” MC’s tone was laced with more venom than she had intended, and she winced at herself. The fall from the Astronomy Tower was sounding more and more ideal, as she watched the man she loved look so giddy at the prospect of two girls suddenly showing interest in him. As if the girl standing in front of him hadn’t been devoted to him since their very first astronomy class, back in fifth year.

She took a deep breath, attempting to fight back the angry green monster rearing its ugly head. She could reconcile her annoyance with either Adelaide or Evangeline, but the guilt of snapping at her favorite person in the world had her taking another deep, steadying breath.

“I just mean, I wasn’t aware you were interested in either of them. You’ve never… told me.” It felt like it was taking everything inside of her to act natural, to not betray the lump in her throat or the queasiness of her stomach.

“Adelaide’s nice! She’s really nice, did you know her Uncle works with goblins? He’s a metal trader! Oh and Evangeline loves history, she and I bump into each other a lot in the library. We share book recommendations with each other. Do you… do you know anything else about her? I know she helped you restore the bells for the school.”

MC had to bite back her retort of how Evangeline did not help with anything. How she had sent her up with nothing but the knowledge that bells had to be restored. It had taken her 45 minutes to get the bells to do what she wanted, in the furnace that was the music room.

Instead, she took another deep breath.

“Why don’t you just read the note, Amit. Then you can decide who your future wife is.”

This time, she managed to keep the bile down where it belonged, and her voice teasing in lieu of malicious.

“It’s just a note, MC it could be… it could just be her asking for my help with Astronomy or… or maybe she wants to borrow my notes…” He has finally begun to unfold the note, and MC let’s herself believe Amit’s innocent attempts to guard himself against the hope of someone crushing on him. MC knows better, she saw the blushing girls’ faces and heard their giggles. But the flicker of hope was enough to keep her from lighting the parchment aflame with her gaze alone.

The thirty seconds it takes Amit to open the note, and read its contents feels like hours. His face blushes a deep red, and he’s got a smile on his lips that MC has only seen in rare circumstances of extreme happiness. She wants to use her own skull as a battering ram against the stone wall.

“Well?” Her patience was running thin, and her skin was prickling with anxiety and pathetic pining.

“Adelaide! It … it was Adelaide! She… she wants to know if I’ll be her Valentine. I.. I think that would be nice.. having somewhere to go with someone … she’s nice and.. and she’s cute don’t you think? MC?” Amit was staring at her, expecting input from his best friend, who at the moment was currently fighting tears or vomit, she was still trying to decide when he said her name again.

She shook herself out, taking yet another deep shaky breath.

“If that’s what you want, Amit.”

She meets his gaze, and he seems to falter. His mouth opening and closing in silence before he drops her gaze, looking back at the note still laying in his hand.

“Yeah… I think it is. I think it will be nice. And fun! It’s just one day right? It doesn’t hurt to explore it! I’m going… I’m going to go find her and .. and set something up.”

He slides the note into his pocket, and walks away, feet moving quickly to try and catch up to the two girls who had left the hall arm in arm. Leaving MC standing alone, still feeling a bit sick.

She nurses her broken heart alongside Sebastian, who had taken minimal convincing to skip Potions class to sling curses in the Undercroft.

It doesn’t take him long to pick up on her agitation, when he has to repair the dummy they nicked off of Lucan, after she had casted a particularly powerful bombarda.

When the dummy is as good as new, he turns to meet her unapologetic gaze.

“Alright, what’s got you so pissed off?” He stands between her and the dummy, arms crossed in front of his chest. She’s equally irritated and grateful for how well he knows her.

MC feels herself deflate, feeling safe enough to be vulnerable with the man she sees as a brother, here in their little sanctuary.

“Can’t I just be pissed off for no good reason?” His amused smirk at her response eases her nerves even further. That, coupled with the exhaustion from their spell practice has her dragging her feet to a crate and slumping on to it. “… I just hate Valentine’s Day. I hate seeing all of these vile couples and their disgusting love and their awful public displays of affection. It’s as if someone has gassed the castle with amortentia.”

Sebastian joins her, his knee knocking against hers playfully as he sits beside her.

“Are you jaded, MC? You’re sounding quite jaded.”

When she shoots him a glare, he doesn’t miss a beat. “Lonely, then?”

When she visibly tenses, he lets out a small laugh, his face still kind and concerned despite the humor he finds in seeing his friend in such a state. MC considers switching targets for her spell practice.

“MC, I could point my finger at any man in this castle and they’d fall head over heels at the chance to take you out.”

She scrunches her nose at the notion, rolling her eyes as she stares at the stone floor of the Undercroft.

“Well, I don’t want just any man. I’m not just going to throw myself at anything with a pulse.” She meets his gaze, and continues on. “I may have my eye on a specific man…” She trails off, balking slightly in the face of her confession. When Sebastian’s eyes widen, and he runs his hand over the back of his neck, uncomfortably she stares at him in confusion.

“MC… I’m flattered, really. But… I see you as more of a sister… and I’m with Poppy.”

MC sputters, fighting back the urge to vomit on the floor at the thought.

“Gods, no, not you!” She throws in a gag and a look of disgust for good measure, clearly his ego could use the blow. “You're like a brother to me.”

The awkward tension immediately dissolves with their shared laughter and MC feels herself feeling lighter, braver.

“It’s…Merlin, I’ve never admitted it out loud before.” She takes another deep breath, and stares at the floor. Her head filling with her dark haired Ravenclaw, his kind eyes. His passion for knowledge. His ability to love unconditionally anyone or anything he deems worthy.

“ItsAmit.” She admits it quickly, like pulling a sliver. Her eyes unwavering in their gaze on the floor. She can feel her cheeks heat in a blush, she doesn’t have to look in a mirror to know that her face is crimson red.

“Oh. That makes sense… So tell him, ask him out for Valentine's Day.” Sebastian’s knee knocking against hers was meant to be comforting, yet she still wrinkled her nose at the suggestion.

“First of all, ew. Second of all, I can’t… he’s going out with Adelaide Oakes.” MC cannot hold back the venom in her tone at the name of the girl she’s seething with jealousy towards.

When Sebastian is silent, she glares at him. He looks deep in thought, staring at the floor. She punches his shoulder, perhaps a bit harder than necessary to draw his attention back to her and her self pity.

His face immediately splits into a cheeky grin, mischief flashing in his eyes as he turns back towards her.

“Sorry, was just thinking about them as a couple. It’s cute. They have my blessing.”

MC punches him again, this time definitely harder than necessary. He clutches the injured spot on his arm with a loud laugh.

“Right. Sorry. I’m meant to be comforting aren’t I?”

When MC continues staring at him in disbelief he laughs again, punching her shoulder back. As gently as he can.

“I think you should tell him. What, Are you scared?”

They both know that he’s teasing her, but when she grimaces at the question, he lets out a soft oh. Then collects himself, rubbing her shoulder in an awkward attempt at comforting her. He’s grateful when she shrugs him off. They’re close, like family, but physical affection between the two friends was rare at best.

“Not scared of telling him, not really anyway… but scared of losing what we have. He’s my best friend, Sebastian. I don’t know if I could live with myself if we lost that. Our connection, our comfort with one another.” She sounds exasperated, like she’s stuck between a rock and a hard place. She ignores Sebastian feigning hurt at the enunciation she had made at the words best friends, his hand held over his heart. “I just feel as though it’s not worth the risk. I’ll just have to find a way to live with feeling this way about him.”

Sebastian heaves a sigh, his hands running through his hair, evidence of his concentration.

“You’re sure it’s not just a fleeting feeling? The season clouding your judgement?” His hands waving softly in the air. “Hormones?”

MC heaves a sigh of her own, and when she meets Sebastian’s gaze once again, her eyes are wet with tears of longing.

“No, Sebastian. I wish it was fleeting. I feel like I’m walking around with my heart in a vice. I love him. I’m in love with him, and I think I have been since I met him.” She hates the way she sounds, desperately pining after her best friend. The regret of not acting on her love for him months ago, making her chest constrict, bringing bile into her throat. She wipes her eyes with the sleeve of her uniform, tears now falling freely at sitting in her regret, her desire.

Gratitude finding its way into the compounding emotions she was being overtaken by, when Sebastian turns away. Pretending to be interested in the tower of discarded furniture in the corner. She’s thankful for his small act of mercy.

“Do you want advice? Or do you just want to wallow?” His voice is soft, through the chastising tone. They both know this isn’t her, always having been the girl to face every challenge, every obstacle, with her head held high.

She manages a small laugh, wiping away the last of her traitorous tears.

“We both know you’re going to say what you want to say anyway.”

He makes a sound of agreement, deep in his throat before he turns to her. His hands rolling his wand between them.

“I know you, and I know Amit, thanks to you. I think you should tell him. Even if” He holds his hand in her face when she opens her mouth to object. “Even if the feelings aren’t reciprocated. The two of you would get through it. Don’t think either one of you would much like to be without the other, in any capacity.”

~*~

Back up in the Ravenclaw common room, Sebastian’s words are still ringing in her head as MC stares at the ceiling from the couch she had claimed for the past few hours. Quite literally lying in wait for Amit to come back from the library.

Every sound near the door had her ears perked up, eyes moving towards it like a dog waiting for the return of its owner. She felt downright silly, but her mind could be occupied by nothing else but the proclamation of love she was about to bestow on her best friend.

Sebastian had promised her a raid of the kitchens for cauldron cakes and ice cream if it went downhill. She was clinging to that promise like an anchor in the sea of anxiety she now found herself in.

Just as she was about to round on some poor second year to beg him to double check that Amit wasn’t actually in his dorm. He walked through the door, arms laden with books and a look of contentment on his face.

She lurched from the couch immediately, putting herself between him and the dormitory stairs.

“Can we talk?”

~*~

Minutes later they stood in the cold night, wrapped in a warming charm above the Ravenclaw Common Room.

MC was pacing, her eyes on the toes of her boots, while Amit's eyes followed her, anxiety written into his features at the behavior of his best friend.

Her stomach was tied up in knots, and she had to continually take deep steadying breaths to stop from hurling herself over the railing and falling to her demise.

Sebastian’s words are still ringing in her head.

The two of you will get through it.

Neither one of you would much like to be without the other.

They spurred her on. She turned on her heel one last time, before facing Amit.

He stood up straight under her gaze.

“MC wha-”

She cut him off with a shake of her head and another deep breath.

“No, I’m sorry. I just need to get this out before I lose my courage. Please.” She wondered for a moment which she’d prefer. Facing Ranrok beneath the castle again, or facing a potential rejection from her best friend when she confesses her love for him, above it.

Amit nodded slowly, his voice caught in his throat, unsure of how to comfort the girl in front of him when he wasn’t being allowed to speak. He opted for a comforting hand on her shoulder, to which filled her face with a blush and she resisted the urge to lean into it.

She held her hands up in front of her body, nearly touching Amit’s chest.

“Okay. I’m not really one for dramatic speeches or reciting love poems or even drawing pathetic little hearts on bits of parchment and tossing them onto your coursework. But I need to get it off of my chest, and I know this is the worst possible fucking time, and could potentially ruin our entire friendship and sully every memory we’ve ever made together…” She takes another deep breath, her eyes shut tight to avoid watching Amit’s reaction to her rambling confession. “... What I'm trying to say, in a very long winded way is that… I’m in love with you. Have been in love with you, and I’m sorry.”

When it feels like far too many minutes have passed and Amit still hasn’t said a word, she risks opening her eyes. Finding him staring into hers, eyes wet with tears and face bathed in the soft light of the moon.

“Do…Do you mean it?” His voice is soft, she wouldn’t have heard him if it wasn’t for the silent night around them.

She’s taken aback by the question and she takes yet another risk, taking his hands in hers.

“Of course I mean it, I wouldn’t lie or joke about something like this, Amit.”

He sniffs, pulling his hands back to wipe his eyes before running them down his face. His voice jumbled when he speaks from behind them.

“I love you too.”

She’s sure she’s hallucinating, grabbing his hands again to make him look at her.

“Say… Say it again.”

He gives her another soft smile, scoffing just a bit before he squeezes the hands that are still entwined with hers.

“I love you too.”

Despite the euphoria slowly growing inside of her, she can’t help her mischievous smirk. Slowly starting to feel like herself again, feeling comfortable and safe with him again.

“Do you mean it?”

He laughs softly, rolling his eyes.

Then he kisses her.

His hands drop hers, and he cups her face, cold fingers sliding themselves into her hair as he presses his lips against hers. She makes a soft sound of surprise, before she melts into it. Her own hands clutching his robes as he leans into her, making her dizzy.

When they pull apart, they’re both a bit dazed, smiles on both their faces, excitement buzzing between them.

MC breaks the comfortable silence first, fingers still curled into the fabric of his robes as she stares into his eyes.

“So what now?”

~*~

Amit had tracked down Adelaide first thing the next morning, full of apologies and explanations. I’m in love with someone else. She had taken it gracefully, making MC feel nauseatingly guilty at the animosity she had held for the girl only days before, and it hadn’t taken long for her and the rest of the castle to pick up on the differences in the way the two Ravenclaws now carried themselves through the halls. Fingers laced together, blushing faces and disappearances into the restricted section when they were meant to be studying in the library.

February 14th finally arrives.

It’s just after midnight when MC manages to catch a glimpse of the clock on Amit’s end table, through the crack in the bed curtains that were pulled tightly shut.

She’s curled against Amit's body, in his bed, in his dorm. Her clothes lost somewhere in the blankets, having been long forgotten when her boyfriend had slid them from her body in the heat of the night, and the soft sounds of Amit’s heartbeat where she lay against his chest, were like a lullaby pulling her with him to sleep.

It was in this moment that MC decides she really doesn’t mind Valentine’s Day.

#amit thakkar #amit thakkar x mc #amit thakker fic #sweet angel baby boy and broody mc was v fun to write #seb fans dont say i never do anything for you

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Jason Todd tropes that are bad and ruin JT's extremely based character:

1.Him being uncultured/stupid(Speaking as an active comics reader who has him as his main fix,this is literally a lie-He's a genius and has been since he was Robin as seen by his grades and a big Jane Austen and Shakespeare fan.I still can't believe i saw a poll calling it fanon,there's a canon panel of him reading Pride & Prejudice in prison and he quotes Shakespeare all the time💀)

2.Him being a hyperhorny pervert(Just because he's hot that dosen't mean he's trying to get into people he barely knows' pants and y'all are ugly asf for forcing your weird little assumptions onto an incredibly traumatized man based off said trauma.Also for the simps this is why y'all can't get boyfriends)

3.Anyone but Duke being his favorite sibling(Duke was NOT the only other Batkid he never had beef with for y'all to minimize Jason and his love for eachother.'Little Wing' isn't canon,it's time to move on)

4.'The rebel Robin'(Don't buy into DC's classism guys)

5.Speaking of which,let's just pretend the Roy and Kory deal never happened period.Ableism and racialized misogyny aren't made okay because OMG POLYAM REP!!!!!-Sincerely,a polyamorous and mentally disabled black woman

6.Both the erasure of his soft and redeemable side and the twisting of it to make him a perfect person

7.Pairing him up in age gap ships(He kills pedos,he's not gonna be into any of the whole ass entire children y'all aged up as an excuse to cover up your k*nks that leave you bitchless)or hc /oc Batkids(same deal,he's canonically an incest hater)

Jason Todd tropes that are good and have a basis in his character and add on to him:

1.Him being smug about what a nerd he is but getting big mad when someone uses that word for because he's 'too cool for it'

2.Him being demisexual(see Artemis and Rose evidence)

3.Duke and him being brothers who're also like chaotic and teasing best friends,with a side of Cass hating his ass and him being scared shitless of her with neither budging until he stops killing and then they become the definition of 'siblings who're mean to eachother to show affection'

4.Keeping his pre-reboot Robin characterization since a big part of the tragedy is that he was an extremely sweet ray of sunshine who still had trauma responses and then DITF changed him forever but not completely

5.His Outlaws team being HIS OWN CAST because he deserves to be his own person and his friends deserve to have their characters respected instead of literally just existing to prop him up.My personal hc is Eddie,Rose,Artemis,Kyle,Thaddeus and two ocs but i'm open to other ones!!

6.Giving him justice and letting him keep his duality core trait.He's extremely cruel yet unbelievably kind,he's got high intellect yet makes dumb mistakes,he's full of anger and sadness yet far from without happiness or calm moments,he's a grump yet very fun and so forth!!Also:He's definitely 'not knowing how to deal with kids turned Team Dad' at this point and i would love for that to be included in more Dead Robins Club content!

7.Pairing him up with the Outlaws i mentioned and Superfam ocs(i'm shocked this second one isn't common,aren't you guys always saying every Bat has a Super as their soulmate????Major L on y'all's part)

8.Go nuts with projecting your identities onto him!!!To me he's afro-dominican,bi,a trans man and neurodivergent asf just like me and it feels super good so i highly recommend it!

@clanofjones @nightwings-robin @ammomancer

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starleska · 2 months

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just finished watching Megamind vs the Doom Syndicate and i have some thoughts!! please do take this with a grain of salt as i'm just one person; i absolutely do not want to rain on anyone's parade!! if this is your favourite movie, don't worry about the gripes of some stranger on the internet 🥰

let's start with the positive!! despite what some people are saying there are things to enjoy about the film, and i think that lies in the fun of Megamind's old crew. although Behemoth looks a little phoned-in and Pierre Pressure was an easy joke, i really enjoyed the designs for Lady Doppler and Lord Nighty-Knight. the scenes they were in with Megamind were definitely the most engaging!! but that's...about where my enjoyment of the film ends. i think the film's biggest sin is the enormous amount of exposition-dumping and telling rather than showing. there were so many times where characters just...stated things about themselves, or spoke aloud why they were feeling the way they are. they're like...character notes that a writer jots down to keep track of emotional journeys. it really breaks the immersion and makes the characters feel mechanical, clunky, and a bit of a hivemind. Megamind and Roxanne in particular feel quite stripped of their original personalities, which is such a shame. then there's drastic reduction of chemistry between Megamind and Roxanne. canonically, this movie only takes place a couple of days after the events of Megamind, but the two are barely affectionate with one another to the point that it's weird. perhaps it was written as them being comfortable with one another, but at times it almost felt like there was dislike between the two of them...especially from Roxanne's side!! Megamind is hardly recognisable compared to his lovestruck counterpart from the first movie, and Roxanne's bold, caring nature seems to have evaporated. it makes it very hard to get invested in their relationship at all 💔 speaking of Roxanne, i find it such an odd choice to make Roxanne have an existential crisis about being dissatisfied with her life just a few days after the events of the previous film...you'd think she'd want to take it easy for a while! i feel this characterisation of Roxanne does her a lot of disservice, and reduces her more to plot functionality. Roxanne doesn't strike me as the kind of woman who'd be starstruck re: some kid's online following and decide she's inadequate by comparison. again, a lot of the things we love Roxanne for were just quite...absent, from this movie. you could predict what she was going to say well ahead of time, because she was just following the beats of the plot 😓 and the time-retcon...isn't it a bit weird that Megamind is a complete Internet n00b? it's one thing for him to be a bit out-of-touch with Gen Z (as he's relatable to us neurotypicals given his alien grasp on certain concepts), but he seems completely baffled by the concept of streaming and followers at all, and this movie takes place in a post-2020 timeframe. it's odd because Megamind is already established as a tech genius in the first movie, and we know he's somewhat affiliated with Internet slang by his use of LOL : ) when texting Roxanne!! perhaps this is a small nitpick that can be explained away, but it seems like a baffling choice and an excuse to write in a trendy character for the kids to relate to 😵 then, moving onto Keiko...she wasn't terrible by any means! but i wish she was more than a social media influencer to get Megamind with the times. if she's Megamind's number 1 fan, surely she would have been his fan while he was a villain...couldn't that have made for an interesting moral dilemma along with the return of the Doom Syndicate: having a child trying to follow in his previously-villainous footsteps? what about Keiko being taken under the wing of the Doom Syndicate after Megamind became a hero? 👀 those are my thoughts for now...i do hope all those talented Megamind fans will build upon these flaws in the movie and create more compelling stories from it 🙏💖

#i am curious as to how other Megamind fans feel about the new movie and if they have a more positive spin on the problems i mentioned #perhaps i'm being too harsh. love and hard work did go into this movie...i just wish it were something else #and you can bet your ass i'm gonna watch the show. even if it's exclusively for Machiavillain 😂💖#megamind vs the doom syndicate #megamind rules!#megamind #roxanne ritchi #keiko morita #miss doppler #pierre pressure #behemoth #lord nighty-knight #ol' chum #minion #starleskatalks #long post

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promise-in-progress · 1 year

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Some yandere x reader content for a best friend turned yandere story —

I will be using Yan as a shortened form of The Yandere. I tried to only use gender neutral language for both you and the yandere.

// content contains: stalking, social isolation, manipulation, mentions of perversion, jealousy, soft yandere themes

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•~ Neither Yan nor you remember a time without each other. You met as children. You were neighbors and attended the same preschool, so naturally your parents arranged a carpooling system. Yan was painfully quiet as a child and would rarely interact with the other children at preschool. Yet, during those brief car rides to and from school, you would offer to share fruit snacks with Yan or make a funny face to get Yan to laugh. Yan couldn’t help but feel happy around you. Soon enough, you became friends.

•~ The friendship continued into elementary school. By this age you were riding the bus to school everyday, but you two always made sure to sit next to each other towards the back. The other children would be screaming and throwing paper, but Yan and you would always sit calmly and chat with each other. Almost lost in your own little world.

•~ One year, it was announced that students who tested highly in math would be moved to the honors math class next year. Yan was excellent in math and never got below a 90% on a test. You on the other hand… were more of an artist than a mathematician. “You’ll definitely get into the honors math class next year!” You reassured Yan. “It’ll be sad not being in the same class together anymore, but I know you’ll do great!” Oddly enough… Yan did really poorly on the next several math quizzes after that. Ultimately, the school decided to keep Yan in the regular math class next year — the same class that you were put into!

•~ Once in middle school, things started to get more complicated. You wanted to spread your wings and explore more hobbies! You began to sign up for all sorts of clubs and after school activities — though Art Club was the one you were most excited about! It was just an excuse to doodle cute cartoon characters for an hour with other students that had the same hobby! Yan decided to sign up for the same club… which seems odd, since you have never seen Yan draw before? Nor did they show much interest in drawing during the club? You tried to encourage Yan to try out different clubs that they would like more, but they always refused. Besides, they liked being able to spend more time with you after school.

•~ Lunch time was always the worst. Yan was the only friend from elementary school that you had. And unfortunately, you didn’t have the same lunch period as Yan this year. You would awkwardly ask a random table if you could sit with them and then would eat your food quietly while the other students at the table whispered to each other and laughed at inside jokes. One day on the bus ride home, you told Yan about how lonely you felt during lunch time. The next day, you headed to the cafeteria for lunch to find Yan sitting at a table with a bag in their hand. “Aren’t you supposed to be in class right now?” You asked. “I told the teacher that I needed to use the restroom—” they then quickly change the topic by pushing the lunch bag towards you. “Here. This should taste much better than the cafeteria food!” Inside was some of your favorite snacks, plus what looked to be a homemade meal! You didn’t even know that Yan could cook! Yan then stayed and chatted with you through lunch. You kept telling them that the teacher will be mad that they’re skipping class, but Yan always dismissed your concerns. You’re friends. This is what friends do for each other.

•~ Even outside of school, Yan and you spent all your time together. Yan practically lived at your house with how often they slept over. Since you were neighbors, it was easy for them to stop by at a moment’s notice. Whenever you texted them saying that you were feeling down, or stressed, or sad, or any bad feeling really, Yan would always be at your door a minute later with something to gift you. Usually it would be small things like a bag of your favorite chips or a new art supply that you’ve been wanting to try. But it always meant a lot to see them. Your parents would joke that Yan feels like their extra child with how often they’re around. Yan would always laugh along to these jokes.

•~ By high school, you knew you had to get more serious about school. You wanted to go to college, and that meant having a decent GPA and convincing teachers to write you recommendation letters. Yan always offered to help you study, and you often took them up on their offer. Yan was wicked smart. They really should be in honors classes, but they always signed up to take the same courses as you. By this point, you’re so used to spending every hour of the school day with Yan that you’ve stopped questioning why they sign up for your classes. It was just nice having a consistent friend around. Plus, it has been really great having their support. Like when you accidentally wrote down the wrong due date for that 5 page history paper and showed up to class empty handed, but then Yan revealed that they had written an extra paper that you could turn in. They explained that it was a “rough draft” that they had finished writing before deciding to change their writing topic, and thus wrote the second paper with their new idea. It didn’t make a lot of sense to you, but it saved you from having to endure the wrath of Ms. Cruz.

•~ Whenever you and Yan talked about college, they always seemed interested in applying to the same colleges as you. Which was interesting because the two of you wanted to major in completely different fields. Or at least, that’s what you thought. But lately Yan has expressed more interest in studying a field that’s related to yours. They said that hearing you talk about your passions has made them more passionate about that same topic. One late night, you invite Yan to sleepover and you two stay up drinking sodas and watching movies together. The topic of college comes up again, and you throw out the idea that if you two go to the same school then you could probably move off campus and get an apartment together by sophomore year. Yan immediately approves of this idea, and ever since that conversation they’ve been sending you links to various apartment listings around every college you’re applying to.

•~ There were a few people you met back in your middle school Art Club that were now in your same high school classes. You made an effort to sit by them whenever possible, and soon enough you became friends with several of them. Yan was never as talkative with these friends, but he would always hang around you during class, and thus consequently would be near the whole friend group. Your friends would sometimes express concern about how standoffish and rude Yan could be, but you would explain that Yan is just shy around new people and that they’re a total sweetheart once you get to know them. You tried asking Yan to open up more around your new friends, but Yan would always change the subject whenever you brought it up. Occasionally Yan would make a comment about how your new friends weren’t nearly as studious as you and Yan hoped they weren’t distracting you from getting into college.

•~ There was one person in your new friend group who was different from the rest. From the moment you met them back in middle school Art Club, you thought they were attractive. And then in high school, the two of you were assigned the same lunch period. You began eating lunch with them everyday, and suddenly lunch was your favorite part of the school day. Yan would still sometimes show up during your lunch period to bring homemade food to you, which you still greatly appreciated, but you also let Yan know that they really didn’t need to do that anymore. It’s a kind gesture, but you weren’t lonely during lunch anymore with your new friend there and the cafeteria food didn’t bother you as much anymore. Yet, after telling them this, Yan actually started showing up during your lunch time even more.

•~ Eventually, you and your new friend start to date. You couldn’t believe it at first. This person was attractive, funny, kind, talented, and every other wonderful thing you could want in a partner. You have never felt so excited to talk to someone. And every time you walk down the school hallway holding their hand, you feel like royalty. Of course… it wasn’t all great. When you first told Yan about your new significant other, they didn’t say much. In fact, they stared at you intensely for a moment. Almost like they were waiting for you to say sike and tell them that it was a joke. But you didn’t. And Yan’s face conveyed an emotion that you’ve never seen in them before. “Just be careful,” was all Yan said. “I don’t trust them one bit, and I don’t want you getting hurt.” You were hurt that your best friend didn’t approve of your partner… You begged Yan to give your partner a chance and try to get to know them. But every time Yan was around your partner, they would spend the entire time either ignoring them or glaring at them.

•~ Eventually, you managed to convince Yan to let your partner join one of your study sessions. All three of you are in the same history class, so it made sense to work together. The study session was at your house, and the three of you sat around your bedroom studying. For the first time, Yan seemed completely at ease around your partner and you were so excited to see them finally getting along. Until Yan turned to your partner and asked, “hey, do you have the worksheet that Ms. Cruz handed out last Monday?” Your partner nodded, “yeah, it’s in my backpack.” But as they opened their bag, your eyes got caught by a piece of fabric you see inside … a very familiar fabric… “Is that my underwear???” You exclaimed. Your partner instantly got flustered, “what? No! I don’t even know how that got in there!” You were so confused that you didn’t know what to say. But, before you could react, Yan jumped up and scolded your partner for being a pervert. You had never seen Yan so angry before. They yelled at your partner to give back the clothing and leave immediately. Your partner looked completely bewildered, but eventually left after Yan almost chased them out. Yan turned to you, “see? This is why I couldn’t trust them.”

•~ If that night weren’t bad enough, the next day you go to school you overhear all your friends nervously chattering and giving you weird looks. You asked them what’s going on. They exchanged worried glances. “It’s about your partner… a lot of people’s gym uniforms went missing the last few days… and they just now found them all, in your partner’s locker. What a creep!” You were horrified. You texted your partner instantly to see if this was true. They told you that the clothes were in their locker, but they had no idea how they got there and how they would never steal from people. When Yan heard the news, they insisted that you break up with your partner ASAP and block them on everything. They’re a pervert and can’t be trusted. You agree.

•~ Your ex stopped coming to school shortly after. You could only assume that they dropped out or transferred. You’re heartbroken, but Yan was there to support you. They took notes for you in every class for when you were too sad to pay attention. They brought you freshly baked treats every evening and even stayed late to listen to you rant about your ex over and over again. Yan never seemed to grow bored of listening to you trash talk your ex and call them a pervert. In fact, they seemed to enjoy it. They always insisted that you’re better off now. Usually Yan would stay so late that eventually you would fall asleep while they were still there. No worries though, because whenever you woke up you would always find yourself nearly tucked into bed with Yan sleeping under a few blankets on the floor of your room. On more than one occasion though, you noticed that there was a second indentation on your mattress right next to you…

… should I write more?

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