#and trying to cozy up to anyone with power to protect them

[bestcadaverinthejujutsumorgue]

Depending on how thorough Maki's slasher movie moment was (she seemed mostly focused on combatants), it's actually pretty likely Toji's mother/Megumi's grandma is still alive. Food for thought.

[mochazai]

𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙇𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙊𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣 : 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨

Summary: What’s it like dating the god of mischief? Here’s what I think it’s like :3

Pairing: Loki x Gender Neutral! Reader

A/N: suddenly got the motivation to write this so im comin’ outta the woodworks, hope y’all like it and I’d love any thoughts y’all would have! Likes, comments and reblogs are all very much appreciated :3

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Loki’s not the easiest person to get along with, but if you manage to steal his heart, you’re sure to be in for an experience.

He’s a charmer and he has a silver tongue, that’s something every version of him has in common, but this loki will use his power with words to woo you and make you feel like the most special person in all the nine worlds.

He’s a prince and he’s got prince money, so expect him to spoil you with things he knows you’ll like. Loki’s the silent watchful type so expect him to notice little things about you.

When you yap, he remembers, most of the time, and you’re re honestly shocked at how good his memory is.

But when he gets into icy moods, your good intentions get lost in translation and your attempts at trying to figure out whats wrong might trigger him to lash out. Give him space and he’ll apologize when he calms down.

Oh! Youre one of the few people he willingly apologizes to, without pride (okay maybe a little pride) he accepts his mistakes and wants to show you he isnt the monster they all say he is.

When he does need comfort, youre the first person he seeks out. He comes into your room silently and when not even a tiny witty remark leaves his lips, you know he just needs an anchor to ground him. He’ll curl upto you and let you card your fingers through his raven black hair and on rare occasions when he actually does want to vent, he’ll talk in the softest voice youve heard him use. He’s secretly terrified youll think he’s weak and be disgusted by him, but the way you reassure him and kiss him on his forehead reminds him otherwise.

When he told you he was a frost giant, he expected you to be repulsed but when you say his species doesn’t affect how much you love him, his mind freezes. He’d been anticipating a negative reaction, and he’d rehearsed how to handle them but this immediate acceptance left him so shocked and relieved he cried as he hugged you tight, whispering a small yet meaningful ‘Thank You’.

He has a lot of trust issues you’ll have to work through together. He knows it’s unfair to you, but he’s trying. For you he’s trying to be better.

I feel like he’s someone who usually lets people leave if they want, he’s used to being the dispensable one or the one who gets left behind so he’s learned to not attach himself to even those he cares most about, handling the loss of companions and friends with a cold and logical view. But if you manage to show him you’re not leaving, that you aren’t going to abandon him, then he’ll love you with all he has, itll take him a while to learn to though.

His magic is hella strong and he loves that you’re fascinated with it. He’ll do little tricks to cheer you up when you’re down and if you have magic in you, he’ll teach you himself.

The dates he takes you on can be both luxurious and even cozy. He used to look down on simple cafe dates and library hang-outs, but once he learned to see the subtle charm in them, he began to love them as much as the fancy restaurants. He’s a classy guy and you cant blame him for living like he did in asgard.

Believes that hi partner must be respected, protected and treated like royalty,regardless of their gender. His mama raised him well and he sure as hell knows how to treat his partner. If anyone disrespects you? HEXED. If a man cat calls you while you’re out on a walk, he turns them into pigs or curses their tongues to shrivel up and fall out. No one gets to disrespect his Love, No one.

He’s got a keen eye for fashion, and if you arent a particularly fashion-savvy person he’ll help you style outfits and would love to coordinate outfits, not in the traditional matchy-matchy way, but in a way where you both look distinct in your own way while also complimenting each other perfectly.

He also likes seeing you in gold, but if you’re more a silver person he wont force you, but he mightt get something with both gold and silver as a compromise.

I think that Loki would love his partner regardless of their height , weight, size or gender. He loves you for who you are, not what you look like.

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 @𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 ; 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲,𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧.

[bamfkeeper]

All I Want. | K.W

summary: It's so busy, you miss Kurt.

warnings: GN!reader | Fluff | Brief mention of mutant treatment

a/n: I had a handful of requests/ideas I'm going to try to do. I love a lot of them so I'll do my best to pick the ideas that were mentioned more than once. For now here's this little drabble, not long but something cute. Not edited ignore mistakes. ;; wc: 1.3k

The holidays turned the mansion into a whirlwind of endless activity and festive energy.

Every moment seemed filled with purpose as you moved from one seasonal task to another - mixing cookie dough in the warm kitchen while trying to keep prying blue hands away from the dough, building snowmen in the crisp winter air with the younglings, organizing decorations from dusty attic boxes, and carefully hanging twinkling lights along the hallways. The mansion buzzed with non-stop holiday preparations from sunrise to sunset, and while you had help from the other older mutants, the majority of the planning and decorating fell on your shoulders.

Between the constant motion of holiday tasks and the infectious excitement in the air, you found yourself working well past your usual limits, your body finally signaling its need for rest as evening approached.

The cold winter nights grew more and more frigid, nothing brought you more comfort than sinking into the plush embrace of the living room couch, wrapping your hands around a steaming mug of hot cocoa topped with a generous swirl of whipped cream and a sprinkle of crushed peppermint and cocoa shavings. The warmth of the dozen bamfs that gathered around you didn’t go unnoticed, creating a cozy cuddle pile with you. Their curiosity and playful nature showed as they cautiously stretched forward, tiny tongues darting out to steal tastes of the sweet cream and minty chocolate garnish that crowned your drink.

Kurt's presence had grown increasingly sparse lately. The holiday season always brought an overwhelming surge of responsibilities for the X-Men, as they encountered a significant increase in cases of abandoned mutants during this time of year. The harsh winter conditions made their missions even more critical, keeping the team constantly engaged in rescue operations.

The majority of mutants they discovered were victims of abuse or deliberately abandoned, left to face the bitter elements alone. The numerous children they found never failed to make your heart ache, young souls who had just begun to manifest their powers and were cast aside by those who should have protected them.

The weight of his absence pressed heavily on your heart.

This year had been particularly difficult, as your relationship with Kurt had been flourishing, you grew closer than you had been with anyone and finally felt comfortable in your own skin. Yet these precious moments of togetherness remained frustratingly elusive. The memory of his enthusiastic promises to share traditional recipes from his homeland lingered in your mind, but his overwhelming schedule had prevented that from happening.

Night after lonely night, you found yourself lying awake, wondering when he might finally return with enough time to dedicate to your shared moments together.

You hated feeling so selfish, but you also couldn't help it.

A gentle hand brushed against your cheek as one of the mischievous bamfs scrambled its way up to perch on your shoulder, its small tongue darting out to playfully lick away the spots of whipped cream that had collected on your lip and the tip of your nose. "H-Hey, hey, I think you've had enough sugar, all of you," you spoke with mild exasperation to the gathering of bamfs surrounding you, their eager eyes fixed on your drink as they continued their persistent attempts to steal a taste.

The sheer volume of cookies, candy canes, and other sweets they managed to consume on a daily basis had become a source of concern, and each night you found yourself anxiously waiting, fully expecting to discover them all suffering from severe sugar-induced stomach aches.

Yet their bellies were made of steel, the hellfire bellowing inside them scorching everything that hit their stomachs.

After what felt like an eternity of coaxing and gentle persuasion, you finally managed to get all of the little bamfs settled into their beds for the night. The last one had been particularly resistant, but eventually succumbed to sleep.

Exhausted from the long day, you made your way to the bathroom to complete your nightly routine. You brushed your teeth and washed your face, taking comfort in these familiar actions, none of it took much effort and was all muscle memory. When you finished, you reached for the light switch, flicking it off before wearily making your way out of the bathroom.

Your body felt heavy with fatigue as you climbed into bed, your mind already drifting toward the promise of sleep. Just as you were about to fall asleep, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around your waist. The unexpected contact sent a jolt of adrenaline through your system, instantly dispelling any trace of drowsiness from your body as all your muscles grew tight. On instinct, you threw your elbow backward in a defensive motion, connecting with something solid behind you.

"Ach - Scheiße!" Kurt's pained voice rang out as he quickly brought his hand up to cradle his nose. The sudden commotion caused several of the bamfs to materialize in your lap, their small forms bristling with protective energy. Their eyes glowed intensely in the darkness as they positioned themselves defensively with their backs puffed up, but upon recognizing Kurt, their aggressive posturing immediately melted away.

"Kurt?? Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry," you muttered apologetically, your hand instinctively reaching out through the darkness to find his where it was pressed against his face. Your heart was still racing from the startle. "You completely caught me off guard there...I didn't even sense you in the room at all."

"Heh...it's alright, liebling...I should have let you know I returned from the mission early. I wanted to surprise you but...you had already gone to sleep." He gently rubbed his nose where you had accidentally struck him, before carefully taking your outstretched hand in his and leaning closer to study your face in the dim light. "You seem completely drained of energy, ja? Was it a particularly demanding day?" His brow furrowed with concern, causing his usually neat hair to fall forward in loose curls that partially obscured his worried expression.

Your hand drifted upward of its own accord to brush through his disheveled curls, trying to smooth them back into place. "Yeah I...I had a busy day..." you admitted with a tired sigh.

"Sprechen Sie mit mir." Kurt spoke gently, his voice a soothing whisper as he drew you close against his body. The winter season had blessed him with an exceptionally thick coat, his usual short fur now grown into a luxurious winter covering that was so soft and warm. You nestled deeper into his embrace, his typically velvet-like fuzz had grown into longer, softer strands that were just long enough to twirl playfully around your fingers, particularly abundant across his chest where it formed gentle curls.

His tail moved with gentle affection against your leg as he carefully positioned you both for comfort, creating a cozy space where you could share your stories. With interest reflecting in his eyes, Kurt settled in to hear about your day. He listened intently as you recounted your baking experience with the bamfs, playing outside with the children, and decorating like an expert. You were pretty proud of yourself.

"Ah, I figured you made those cookies... they are absolutely perfect, my liebe. I might have snuck a few when I got back," he smiled warmly, his prominent fangs poking out endearingly as he spoke. His gentle, playful tease made your cheeks flush with warmth and you instinctively shifted even closer to his comforting presence.

"Did you happen to see the special batch I made just for you?" you asked, looking up at him expectantly.

"Ja...I must confess…I ate them all," he replied with a hint of satisfaction in his voice, his lips brushing your forehead as he leaned down to kiss your skin.

"You didn't save a single one??" You looked up at him with a playful smirk, which he couldn't help but mirror on his own face.

"Nein... they were specifically made for me, weren't they? And I am absolutely not sharing," he declared with mock possessiveness. He loved your cookies, and whenever you bakes him anything, he tended to be pretty protective over the things you made.

"Greedy..." You murmured, making Kurt lean down again, his chest rumbling softly as his voice became heavy with drowsiness.

"Stets."

Thanks for reading~

*BAMF*

Dividers by @/strangergraphics | Images found on Pinterest

[xuexing-lumi]

“Soft Boy Mode: Jungkook When His Girl’s Down Bad (Sick Edition)” + Tarot reading

✦ by Lumi, your fave tarot it-girl 💅✨

✦ TAROT SPREAD

The Devil: This shows his intense attachment and obsessive protectiveness. When she’s sick, he becomes possessive and controlling in a way that’s born from fear, fearing for her health. He may go a little overboard: hovering over her, not letting anyone else take care of her, and insisting she follows his methods of healing even if it’s unconventional. He needs her to recover fast.

Temperance (x2): The double appearance is powerful. It means despite his extreme inner anxiety, he will center himself and try to remain calm and healing for her sake. He’ll strive to balance medicine and emotion, giving her warm teas, essential oils, cozy lighting and whatever soothes her soul. He becomes her personal nurse.

The Wheel of Fortune: He understands illness is cyclical it comes and goes. So rather than panicking permanently, he puts faith in divine timing. He’ll likely pray for her, talk to the universe, manifest her recovery. He may feel emotionally shaken at first, but his resilience kicks in. He believes “this too shall pass.”

The Hanged Man: This is where Jungkook surrenders his usual roles. He pauses everything else in his life like schedules, performances, gym sessions. His world slows down. He re-prioritizes and puts her first. He'll stay up late watching over her, put a damp cloth on her head, bring her soup even when she says she’s not hungry. It’s a sacrifice of time, ego, and energy.

The Hermit: When she’s sick, he withdraws with her. He won’t want to go out or be with others, his world becomes just the two of them. He’ll be deeply introspective, listening to her breathing as if it's the only sound that matters. He might not post anything, go live, or speak to many people. He becomes quiet, focused, emotionally internalized.

Scenario: "When She's Sick"

She’s curled up in bed, skin a little pale, eyes dull with fatigue. Jungkook doesn’t panic out loud.He’s spiraling. He keeps googling symptoms and remedies even though the doctor said it’s nothing serious. “Just rest,” they told her. But rest doesn’t feel like enough to him.

He makes her ginger honey tea with lemon, he Googled the recipe three times. He touches her forehead gently, eyes scanning her like she might disappear. “Are you warm enough? Wait—lemme get the other blanket.” He brings three.

She tells him, “I’m okay.” He replies softly, “You don’t have to be.” And then? He sits at her bedside and watches anime with her, even the cringe ones because she loves them,while silently massaging her hand under the covers.

He doesn’t post on Instagram. Doesn’t train. He just stays by her side.

At one point, he leaves the room for ten minutes, and when he comes back, she’s asleep. He just watches her for a second. Breathes out. And whispers, “You’re my whole world, you know that?”

(I THINK I SHOULD START WRITING FANFICS T_T)

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[synity]

His salvation

His Salvation: Part 2

Mafia · Protective Love · Domestic Intimacy · Possessive but Tender

what if

What if the first time he saw you wasn’t through the lens of a surveillance camera…but across a café counter, his heart stopping at your smile instead of his enemies' breath? He’d still be the same.Protective. Gentle. Quietly obsessed. The kind of love that curls around your soul without warning, like silk around skin.He’d still learn your favorite snacks. Still remember the way you liked your tea. He’d still stay up to see you get home safe. Still buy you things you mention just once. But instead of mansion gates and bulletproof cars, you'd have: Cozy bookstore dates where he hides notes between pages.Grocery runs where he insists on pushing the cart while you pick the snacks.Random street kisses under flickering lamplight because “I missed you, and we’ve been apart for twenty minutes.”

Soonyoung was made to love you fiercely, no matter the version. Whether in designer suits or oversized hoodies. Whether with power in his name or paint on his fingers. You’d still be his world. He’d still worship the ground you walk on.

The world still feared him.

To the underground, he was still The Tiger cold-blooded, sharp as a dagger, and deadly with a glare. But behind heavy bulletproof doors, inside the grand mansion that overlooked the city…

He was yours. Entirely.

And you were his.

He never said “I love you” lightly.

When he did, it felt like a vow. A promise. Something eternal and dangerous.

“Don’t ever leave me,” he murmured one night, holding your hand while you lay in silk sheets, your head on his chest. “If you do, I’ll burn the world down looking for you.”

You didn’t flinch anymore at words like that. Not when they came from him. Not when you knew that under all the blood and fire he was just a man who loved you too hard.

His love languages were overwhelming in the most Soonyoung way:

“You’re everything to me.” “Don’t ever doubt how important you are.” “I don’t care about anyone else. Just you.”

His voice always calm. Low. Serious. There was never a joke when it came to you.

You mentioned liking a painting at a gallery? He bought the entire gallery. Said you liked a perfume once? He flew you to Paris to pick one yourself. Your favorite artist announced a concert? He bought front row tickets and the VIP lounge just for the two of you.

But your favorite gifts?

The little things.

Matching bracelets with a tiny tiger charm. A playlist he made for you that he’d never show anyone else. A photo album full of polaroids he took of you when you weren’t looking.

He was always touching you. Hand on your lower back in public. Arm slung around your waist like he was daring the world to try something. Thumb tracing your lips when you were sleepy. Kisses so intense they made you forget who he was—until you remembered you were the only one who ever got them.

And when you cried, he held you. Tight. Fierce. As if protecting you from the world wasn’t enough he needed to protect you from yourself, too.

You never had to open a door again. Never carried your own bags. He learned to cook your comfort food and ordered your favorite hot drinks before you even asked. He threatened your landlord just once for raising rent and bought the whole building instead.

“Don’t worry, baby. No one’s ever gonna take from you what’s mine to give.”

Hoshi was the kind of man who could make a grown man cry with just a glance, but then turn around and cry actual tears because you didn’t text him back for 20 minutes. He once kicked down a rival’s office door because they accidentally bumped into you at a party “She flinched. That’s enough for me.” He sends you flowers daily, but not normal ones roses with gold-dipped petals and little notes like “Thinking of you while committing arson”.

The scariest part? He’s so nonchalant about it. He’ll threaten someone’s entire bloodline with one hand while holding your pink glittery phone in the other, helping you pick out nail designs. When you told him a barista got your name wrong, he stared dead into your soul and whispered, “Want me to buy the franchise?” And the thing is... you believed him. Once, you jokingly called someone else “cute,” and he pouted for hours only to come back wearing the exact outfit that guy had on, like, “Is this what you like now? Tell me and I’ll make it permanent.” You’re not sure if you’re dating a mafia boss or the most dangerously obsessed golden retriever on Earth but either way, you’ve never felt safer… or more smothered

But the part of him that made your heart ache the most… was the softness.

The version of Hoshi no one else would ever get.

Like when he set up a surprise picnic on the rooftop under fairy lights and served you food he made himself smiling awkwardly, a bit embarrassed.

Or when he pulled you into a blanket fort in the living room during a thunderstorm, whispering dumb stories just to make you laugh.

Or when he traced circles on your back and asked softly, “Do you really love me? Even after knowing who I am?”

And your answer was always the same:

“Yes. I love you. All of you.”

One night, curled in his lap while a fire crackled, he said,

“I used to think love was a weakness. Now I know… loving you is the strongest thing I’ve ever done.”

He looked into your eyes like you were his lifeline.

“I kill for this city. But I’d die for you.”

He calls you “my pretty problem” because you're the only chaos he gladly welcomes into his life.

He keeps buying you shoes you never asked for, just so he can say, “That way, you’ll never walk away from me.”

You steal his oversized black mafia coat, and he lets you even wears something else so you can have it longer.

He once threatened a florist for messing up your bouquet, but then tripped over his words when you said, “You remembered my favorite flower?”

He sits through your favorite dramas with you, arms crossed, pretending he doesn’t care until he gasps louder than you at a plot twist.

You tried to cook a korean traditional dish for him once, and it was awful, but he ate it all and said, “I’d die for you, and apparently, from this food too.”

He lets you put glitter stickers on his gun case just because you said, “It’s giving ‘lethal but cute.’

The Tiger never needed saving. But somehow, you still became his salvation.

[lightreader1]

Fanfic idea- Yokai Au kitsune DazAtsu 

Note: This was inspired by @venelona 's recent Kitsune Dazai craze which I love dearly. Seriously so many people have been drawing cute DazAtsu art with Kitsune Dazai! It's hard to not be inspired by so much beautiful ship art! XD

Anyways back to my ramblings lol

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Prompt: Dazai loves his human

Actual idea- 

(So for context this idea is placed in Edo Japan where humans hate Yokai and have a huge prejudice against anyone who they believe could be related to a yokai.)

Dazai is a 900 year old nine tailed Kitsune who is quite frankly bored with life, so of course he decides that he wants to end his life. 

He tries to suppress is power to the point he’s almost completely identical with a regular one tailed fox and jumps into a lake to drown. 

It was the perfect plan and his death would have been in a rather picturesque spot as well.

Well it would’ve been, except some young dumb human decided to interfere!

When he awakened from consciousness covered in bandages near a warm fireplace beside him he found a relatively young human male, with choppy silver hair and eyes that reminded him of a sunset. 

He was pale scrawny thing, bruised, and tired looking to boot.  

Honestly he was a rather pretty for a human, perhaps he had some demon heritage given his unique coloring? 

It piqued his interest slightly, and as he learned more about the human his interest grew.

He learned that Atsushi was a lone human who was recently banished from his former village. Apparently the human’s didn’t like the idea of someone with yokai heritage living among them so instead of outright murdering the guy they isolate him in some abandoned little hut in the middle of the mountains. 

But apart from his coloring and ability to heal himself Atsushi was as human as could be.

A lonely little human at that. 

Fun to tease and prank though.

Even before he learned that Dazai could talk he was always talking to him, petting his soft fur, and treating him so gently.

Honestly it was rather nice to be pampered by such a pretty human. 

Even when he played pranks on him or teased him Atsushi never truly got angry, he would sigh and complain but would always welcome Dazai with open arms. 

Perhaps it was the warm look in his eyes, the way the Atsushi would listen to his complaints with a soft understanding smile, or the absolute delight he would express whenever Dazai would bring him back a large chicken or rabbit but Dazai couldn’t help but grow attached.

At some point he found himself beginning to love his little hidden treasure. 

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Honestly I love the idea Atsushi just believing for the first few months that Dazai is just some mischievous fox that he saved from drowning in a river. 

Sure that little fox woke up hissing at him and trying to destroy literally everything Atsushi owned in his small ramshackle hut but over time his little friend warmed up to him. 

It helped his lonely existence to be able to talk to the little creature and the fox seemed to enjoy his company as well because at some point during the day the fox would just stay on his shoulders all nice and cozy around Atsushi’s neck while listening to him and chirping in his own two cents in there. 

It was peaceful and made Atsushi feel like he was not alone anymore.

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Meanwhile at night while Atsushi is sleeping he gets territorial over his new little mountain home and sweet human. 

AKA: Dazai is kinda yandere feral when humans and Yokai wander too close to his and Atsushi’s hut.  

I’d like to think that some sort of rumor starts spreading around about how a powerful and cruel Yokai protects the mountain because it holds some sort of treasure or something.

But really its just Dazai acting like an overly possessive attention starved cat who will hiss and scratch at anyone who gets close to his favorite person one moment and the next will yowl and break every glass cup in the house until he gets the attention he believes is owed to him from said favorite person.

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At some point Dazai decides to leave for a day or two to get some gifts for Atsushi but comes back to find their humble home getting ransacked and poor Atsushi being hurt (cause ya know what’s an edo anime without mountain bandits lol). 

And Dazai, Dazai goes a bit feral and exposes Atsushi to his true nine tailed form.

I imagine Dazai cradling Atsushi to himself while his tails swish aggressively as he growls at the perceived threat.

Cause how fucking dare those humans think they can steal from him! How dare they think they can hurt his human!

Meanwhile Atsushi feels a mixture of confusion, fear, indignation, and a small amount of relief. 

Confusion because apparently his pet fox is actually an incredibly powerful yokai who could’ve killed him at any point of time.

Fear because his pet fox yokai looks incredibly pissed and is staring at the robbers like he's about to tear them apart.

Indignation because he knew that fox was too smart to just be a fox! He was going crazy for months talking to what he believed to be a pet when instead he could have had full on conversations with incredibly hot fox man! When this was all over he was going to give Dazai an earful! 

And finally relief cause for as terrifying as Dazai looks right now, he’s holding him so gently~  

XD 

[mbruben-stein]

Hello! Thank you again for being willing to write for Dragon Age Veilguard! Could you please write something about Emmrich, Lucanis, Davrin and Bellara (or all of the companions if you're feeling up to it) dating a reader who has the personality of a Shonen anime protagonist? So they're super strong and very formidable in combat, but also very friendly and enthusiastic while still being very protective of their friends? They may be a little reckless in combat, always charging in on the front lines to deal as much damage as possible, but that really just means more cute healing scenes with their love interest fussing over them. Bonus points if they really like to eat and are always trying to save everyone within 20 feet of them, like their care extends to basically everyone who isn’t a bad guy. Thank you! I hope your day is going well, take care of yourself!

Dragon Age Veilguard Characters dating s/o who is a Shonen anime protagonist would include.

@diabolicaltwink

A/N: I am so so happy that you requested this. It means a lot to me. So for your enjoyment and to make you smile and as well makes your day even better, here is the request you asked for lovely. Let me know what you think after you're done reading this. 😊

~Emmrich~

Emmrich finds his S/O's boundless energy and enthusiasm endearing, if a bit exasperating at times. He's used to the solemn, focused nature of his Mourn Watch colleagues, so his S/O's vibrancy is a welcome change of pace. Their bright personality never fails to bring a smile to his face.

As a skilled necromancer and scholar, Emmrich is accustomed to standing back and analyzing situations carefully. Meanwhile, his S/O is always the first to charge headlong into battle. Emmrich has had to adjust to their reckless fighting style, and often finds himself patching up their injuries afterwards while gently chiding them to be more careful.

His S/O's selfless, protective nature resonates with Emmrich's own strong moral code and desire to protect the innocent from dark forces. He greatly admires their drive to help anyone in need. Though he cautions them against spreading themselves too thin, he supports their heroic efforts.

Mealtimes with his S/O are lively affairs, with the protagonist eagerly devouring everything in sight while recounting their latest adventures. Emmrich is amazed they can talk and eat so much simultaneously. He enjoys their stories and makes sure there are always ample leftovers packed for his S/O's next mission.

When his S/O is injured, Emmrich personally tends to their wounds, his normally professorial demeanor giving way to open tenderness and concern. The protagonist assures him they're fine, but secretly enjoys being fussed over. These intimate moments bring them closer.

His S/O is endlessly fascinated by Emmrich's necromantic abilities and peppers him with enthusiastic questions. Used to people being unnerved by his powers, Emmrich is pleasantly surprised by their interest. He's happy to indulge their curiosity.

The outgoing protagonist encourages introverted Emmrich to socialize more. They drag him on double dates and group outings with their many friends and allies. Though initially hesitant, Emmrich ends up appreciating the camaraderie.

When his S/O is feeling down, Emmrich knows just what to do - he prepares a cozy night in with hot cocoa, fuzzy blankets, and lots of cuddles. His soothing presence and comforting embrace always lifts their spirits. Simply being together puts them at ease.

~Lucanis~

S/O is always rushing into battles to protect the innocent, which both impresses and slightly exasperates Lucanis. He admires their bravery and noble heart, but wishes they'd be a bit more cautious sometimes.

After particularly rough fights, Lucanis personally tends to S/O's wounds, gently bandaging them up while scolding them for being so reckless. S/O just grins and says "I knew you'd patch me up!" Much blushing ensues.

S/O's bottomless appetite and enthusiasm for food amuses Lucanis. He starts learning to cook their favorite dishes to surprise them with after a long day of heroing. Seeing S/O's delighted face makes the effort worth it.

Lucanis is touched by how S/O manages to extend compassion and kindness to almost everyone they meet. It's a foreign concept for an assassin, but S/O's warmth slowly softens Lucanis' pragmatic heart.

When S/O boldly declares they'll defeat the bad guys and protect their friends no matter what, Lucanis can't help but smile at their pure determination. He thinks S/O shines brighter than the sun.

In quiet moments, S/O rambles endearingly about all their friends and allies, making sure Lucanis knows he's an irreplaceable part of their treasured group now. For someone used to living in the shadows, Lucanis is moved to be so openly valued and cared for.

S/O helps Lucanis learn the joys in living beyond just duty and pragmatism. Their infectious love of life, unbreakable loyal bonds, and endless optimism is like a healing light to Lucanis' worn and jaded soul. With S/O by his side, even an assassin starts to believe in things like hope, friendship and happiness.

~Davrin~

Davrin is impressed by his s/o's incredible combat skills and strength. He loves watching them charge into battle fearlessly, taking on hordes of enemies. Though he does worry about their reckless streak and tendency to get injured.

After fights, Davrin always fusses over his s/o, patching up their wounds while gently scolding them to be more careful. His s/o just grins apologetically. Davrin sighs but can't help smiling at their enthusiasm.

Davrin's s/o has a huge appetite and is always excited to try the hearty stews and roasted meats popular among the Dalish. Davrin loves cooking for them and seeing their eyes light up at each new dish.

His s/o befriends everyone they meet, from random travelers to Davrin's stern fellow Grey Wardens. Davrin is amazed by their ability to bring light and laughter everywhere they go.

In quieter moments, Davrin's s/o likes hearing stories of Dalish lore and legend. They listen with rapt attention as Davrin recounts the tales of his people under the stars.

Davrin's protective instincts often have him rushing in after his s/o when they dash off to save someone in need. Fighting back-to-back, the two make an unstoppable team.

For all their strength, Davrin's s/o has an endearingly soft side. He adores how they coo over cute animals and tear up at emotional scenes in stories.

No matter what dangers they face, Davrin and his bright, brave hero s/o always have each other's backs - a perfect adventure partnership built on deep trust, affection, and mutual respect.

~Bellara~

Bellara would be equal parts exasperated and enamored by her partner's reckless enthusiasm for charging headfirst into battle. She'd scold them for not being more cautious, but secretly find their bravery and protective instincts endearing.

After battles, Bellara would fuss over patching up her partner's frequent scrapes and bruises, chiding them gently as she tenderly heals their wounds with magic. Her partner would just grin sheepishly.

Bellara's scholarly interests in ancient elven lore and artifacts would fascinate her partner. They'd listen raptly as she explains her research, even if a lot of it goes over their head. They admire her brilliant mind.

Her partner's ravenous appetite would amuse Bellara. She'd make sure to always pack extra rations and treats when they travel together, knowing her partner will inevitably get hungry. She finds their enthusiasm for food cute.

Bellara would be touched by how her partner goes out of their way to help and befriend everyone they meet. Their open, caring heart is one of the things she loves most about them, even if their naivete sometimes gets them in trouble.

When Bellara gets consumed by her research and starts neglecting self-care, her partner is always there to coax her into taking breaks for meals, rest, and time together. They look out for each other.

In quiet moments, Bellara would open up to her partner about her past heartbreaks and losses. They'd comfort her with their steady presence and remind her she's not alone anymore. She can be vulnerable with them in a way she can't with anyone else.

Bellara's fighting style relies on magic, agility and cleverness. It would complement her partner's more straightforward power-based combat style well. They'd make a formidable team, with her partner drawing enemies' attention while she strikes decisively from the flanks.

[sketchehm]

STORYTIME 1 HAS WON THE POLL 🎉

Ok. So I'm gonna just directly copy/paste my notes over and no one is allowed to point and laugh at me (I will cry)

Rereading it all, it doesn't feel very dark at all but that's probs cause this is all like...very summarized thoughts and full of cut off sentences lol

I just don't wanna get people's hopes up cause I think storytime 1 is the most basic(and typical stan sbi-esque) of the bunch!

Forewarning it is discduo centric

Uh I think that's it, have fun reading my stream of consciousness

- Dark sbi (I guess?)

- Dream target of obsession

- Dsmp

Techno finds out what dream did to Tommy but still has dream favor, so decides to break out dream but also kidnap him, decides that making dream better is part of the deal, can't have an incomplete deal

Believes he can teach dream a lesson better than quackity

Treat those how you want to be treated, i.e. want him to treat Tommy nicely so ya gotta , treat him nicely (turned overbearing/overwhelming)

Since dream is after tortured, desperate for kindness regardless

Dream scared of Tommy to a degree doe, cause quackity is like...you're lucky it's me doing this to you and not Tommy, he'd be 10x worse, ingrained fear and whatnot

(Knows he's thinking irrationally but can't help being frightened/paranoid)

-Wilbur still thinks Dream is his hero so when he learns about what technos doing, he wants to join in, cause he wants to spoil Dream as thanks (but also loses control of emotions when he realizes this is the guy who caused his precious bb brother(they are not related wilbur is just deranged) to want to kill himself, a wild card really for Dream in whether the visit is gonna be nice or cruel, keeps him on his toes) Techno allows it because he believes Dream shouldn't get too cozy and should know their kindness is on the condition if he is good, it's a lesson after all

-Phil who is adult and understands emotions more sees what techno is trying to do/struggling to do and joins in just to help out cause like...what's best for his kids/bestie yea? If they wanna have fun psychologically messing with a tortured man, at least show them how to do it properly. Dream almost always ends up enamored with Phil during visits because he's so nice but in the cruelest ways, teasing him with freedom and past relationships he'll never recover but promises of love and warmth if he just stays, no more hurt or loneliness in an isolated room. If Dream is good, maybe he'll finally be wrapped around Phil's wings? They look soft and warm and only people phil loves are allowed that, he can be good for that right?

-Tommy is still scared shitless of Dream. He only visits with someone else, he hates going with Wilbur the most cause of how much it reminds him of exile. It makes him want to protect Dream, the guilt is just overwhelming to have anyone experience what he had to in any degree. Hates himself cause of that cause he should hate dream and want what happened to him be reciprocated.

When Techno had introduced the idea to Tommy(he did keep it a secret for a bit, couldn't last cause Tommy is nosy and discovered Dream chained and locked in a room full of pillows and blankets). He panicked and Techno explained this will help both of them heal. If he sees how weak Dream can actually be with just some nice words, he'll be tied to them out of desperation. Tommy doesn't fully get it and thinks it's fucked, sounds too much like exile. But after seeing Techno treat Dream so gently like he does for Tommy, and seeing him beg and melt and apologize for nothing really, Tommy is like...huh. I could maybe get used to that. And gets kinda jealous how good Phil and Techno are at making Dream act like a lil dog begging for attention after a bit. Slow build up for that doe. When with wilbur he's scared (again like exile) but shows him how exerting power is not quiet a bad thing in this situation(it is they're just manipulating both Tommy and Dream that this is right). Tommy does visit Dream alone after a while and Dream is still scared of Tommy. Apologizes and is reminded of the prison and repeats what Quackity has told him, i.e. he's a monster and deserves pain/mistreatment, and that he's sorry for taking his families attention (Tommy in the beginning was upset about that but realized they're like spending only a couple hours every few days(?) with dream and the rest with him, comparatively, it really is nothing). Tommy hates it and is on the verge of realizing how this is wrong, dullness of dreams eyes never recovering despite being well fed, gaining weight and wounds now fully treated/healed. Dream still in a pit of despair despite the family's manipulative love towards Dream(still has a lot of paranoia and self doubt that it's even real). Kinda confronts dreams and asks if he knows what he did wrong and to say to him what it was (dream can't quite remember and repeats what quackity told him, refers to sir a lot when answering) Tommy conflicted and tries to be touchy nice(like rest of sbi :^) despite both of them not wanting to. Dream leans in easily though, anything for kindness from the person who will most likely take his last life. (Just like he did to Tommy). Tommy kinda wants to take Dream away from his family and only for himself (dark Tommy haha) Techno finally appears and says uh. What's happening here?

Dream apologizes a lot and Tommy is like shut up! And dream listens but shakes and cries, Tommy kinda enjoys that :^) wipes tears away and says good on listening

Techno is impressed and after they leave discuss about Tommy getting one on one's now. He agrees.

Dreams eyes did light up a lil when Tommy told him he did good, only believes Tommy's words because Tommy should have no reason to lie about being kind to him. That's how he thinks. Believes the rest of the family are doing it and waiting for him to slip up and hand him back to the prison/quackity once they realize they can't fix a monster with niceness. It isn't until Tommy starts visiting solo that all the kindness visits from the past start hitting dream like...oh they really want me, cause if Tommy is taking part of his day just to pat my head and talk about flowers and cows, then the others must think I'm redeemable too. Eyes start brightening. It's Tommy who finally releases the chains from Dream. Dream himself is like...don't I'm still bad I'll hurt you :(. Tommy just kinda hugs it out of him and that's kinda like *the* moment of no going back for Dream, any kind of doubt is gone, he's theirs now.

He follows Tommy everywhere after this, he can't sleep in his own room, he panics too much, they get him a lil cot for Tommy's room (kinda reminds Tommy like a dog bed). Easiest to get positive attention from Tommy. Wilbur at one points thinks it's Dream being manipulative cause of how easily Tommy gives in to Dream, but realizes Dream is quiet literally doing nothing just following him around like a dog, Tommy just likes spoiling him since Tommy never really had a chance to do that with someone before lol

He's still scared of Wilbur, but he def loves the positive attention cause he believes it's the hardest to achieve. He'll take the negative actions too because he still thinks he doesn't deserve all that love and it keeps him grounded, Tommy stops it though pretty quick and just smothers dream with more affection. (Really does treat him like a dog, dream doesn't really notice/mind, best affection he's gotten in forever).

Techno and Phil(not really at all, he just has a good appearance of making it look like hes treating dream as an equal....lol) def treat him most like a human. Techno pretty proud of himself that his planned worked and has Dream completely dependent on Tommy. Both of them healed in his mind(techno is a silly idiot, i love he). Dream still heavily depends on Techno's actions/commands when Tommy decides to leave Dream behind (visit tubbo/ranboo or go mining) makes him do chores and stuff, shows him how to be useful, kinda showing him independence again, but like in the way of 'you can take care of things on your own to make others around you happy' kind of way(?)

Phil def is like ah yes the family dog, and kinda treats him as such. He's there to be a companion to his youngest son, might as well make him a worthwhile companion. He's the one to suggest that Dream pick up training again, all the better to protect Tommy and prove his worth/change. Dream likes the idea of providing more for Tommy but is terrified of fighting. Quackity torturing it out of him. They wanted to surprise Tommy, that Dream is now his official guard dog, but Dream literally couldn't pick up the sword without panicking. Tommy has to be there to help him through it, actually healing him.(they all help) Wilbur at this point is like...yea this def not the same dream in the slightest that hurt my brother. Wilbur stops being flip floppy towards Dream. He's won over the whole family officially! Woo!(?) Probably a good thing! They won't ever let him go haha :).

Quackity visit woo! Comes over on the rare occasional that only Tommy and Dream are home. They're outside so no hiding Dream, he's scared stiff too

Kind of a realizing moment that Dream is still under Quackity's whatever, still listens to him. Quackity orders him to go back to his side and whatever and that punishment will be light if he returns to prison without fuss. Tommy is like wtf but is terrified to see Dream listening, so warped on panic.

Ends up listening to Tommy in the end and Techno comes back, making quackity flee, but proves that if he had a lil more time, dream would've willingly gone back. Family learns that even through all the kindness, the hurt he went through is so much deeper. They have to do some actual healing and Tommy feels kinda guilty/dumb for not realizing sooner cause it's very similar to exile and how it took forever to just heal even a lil, get dream under him helped a lot doe pft. Dream decides officially his life is theirs now and he likes that, doesn't want anything else but their love. If they told him he could never see the sun again, he'd be fine with that as long as they kept hugging and praising him, as long as they don't leave him alone.

This is only tested once the server finds out sbi has Dream and snf want to see Dream.

He kinda forgot about them during the whole manipulating love thing. He only remembers them through torture sessions where quackity said they hated him, but he also said Tommy hated him and look what's happened. So when confronted with them, he kinda just wanna...speak and talk with them...he doesn't quite know. He just faintly remembers being happy with them. It's wilbur who's with dream during that, kinda bragging about how dream is theirs now and Tommy kinda appears right after and is like...cmon dream and dream just hesitates. He really wants to know what happened between dteam, it feels important. Tommy gets kinda annoyed and it's in his voice but dream still talks back a lil, which surprises both of them. Dream eventually returns back with sbi with no dteam and is reminded of his place. First time Dream feels that dark possessiveness. This doesn't feel like love actually, it feels like suffocation, but its always been like this. Dreams doubts but sbi kinda remind him like hey, you're ours and if we want you to never see anyone from the past you listen to that. Throw him back in that first room alone and Dream just crys and is remorseful. They give it a couple days, he is still well taken care of, just alone and if he does see them, they don't look, talk to him and if they do make eye contact it's extremely cold. Dream hates it more than anything and continously apologizes until his voice is gone. Tommy is the one to come get him. They're both silent and dream just gets hugged and he reciprocates and crys a lot. Tommy says it's alright now and that it's over, just to remind him of his place. Dream is more glued onto Tommy now. Wilbur very much wanted to physically punish Dream, but techno knew that would just remind him of the prison and they don't want to be associated with that. Instead it's better to make everyone outside of them associated to the prison so dream knows only they are safe.

Ends with Dream fully capable again. Combat and all. Phil had to help him regain his admin controls. He's just sbi's lil puppet but he loves it because it feels really nice to not be in charge anymore. He doesn't really know what going on outside the household, but he's content!

Small(?) XD cameo I think where he has to revoke dreams administer control cause he find him incapable for such big decisions now, Phil argues with the God why didn't he do it while he was tortured and delusional. Explains that there was no one available to pass it too. Tommy is chosen. He's healed and tamed the "crazed" admin. While he's back to an almost normal state like when they first met, Dream is too controlled by SBI to make server wide decisions. Tommy, while youngest and probably just as influenced by SBI, he *has* gone through the most as well but came out on top. (Makes no sense but I need dream to lose this last bit of 'power')

Dream finally gives the revival book to Tommy, something they pretty much forgot about. (I also forgot about lmao just throw it in there yep)

Tommy ends up most powerful, ez clap. Dream is happy to be with him and his new family.

[dogbunni]

listen im a rabid nensai truther and an avid kubosai enjoyer so it is now time for me to spread to u all the truth as it has been revealed to me: saiki has two hands and deserves two (2) extremely buff and overprotective dumbass boyfriends. nendo and kuboyasu would fill 2 very different emotional needs for saiki I think. the both of them in tandem would be good for him. they shake hands and call each other boyfriends in law.

saiki goes on motorcycle rides w kuboyasu holding on extra tight head pressed against his back and kuboyasu always takes the time to see that saiki's helmet is secured properly and that he's zipped into his leathers (that kuboyasu bought for him) to make sure he is safe and protected, and saiki keeps his arms wrapped around him, ready to use his own body to keep kuboyasu safe if anything were to happen (neither of them are guys who need protecting. they protect each other with everything they have.) they play video games together, mortal kombat maybe and saiki loses on purpose and says dead pan, "oh no, I lost. I think we should kiss about it" Kuboyasu is committed and devoted and will tell anyone who'll listen just who his man is and why he loves him.

nendo takes saiki to pet shops to look at the rodents. he likes when saiki "makes up little voices" for the rats and narrates their thoughts. saiki has genuine fun being able to share the telenovela level drama that unfolds within these rodent cages. nendo politely pretends that he doesn't know about saiki's powers, and praises his storytelling. they get coffee jelly and nendo never eats his, he natters away about unimportant things while saiki inhales his coffee jelly and then slides his own across. they get ramen and nendo has saiki try a bite of his food every time, even though he always orders the same thing. they go to see reruns of old classics at the cinema, and sit at the back so nendo can misquote every line. (Luke, I am your mother) nendo is ridiculously tactile and always has a hand around saiki's waist, over his shoulders, in his hair. he dabs food from the corner of saiki's mouth gently with his thumb, takes one of saiki's hands in both of his own and draws lazy circles in his palm and absent mindedly massages the joints, he turns saiki's head from side to side gently by the chin just to get a better look at him-because he could look at saiki all day and never get bored.

They lay on the floor of someone's bedroom together all three of them, a saiki sandwich, saiki wears his ring and feels small and tucked away, like his powers can't reach him, and someone nuzzles into the back of his neck, and he is so cozy and cared for and loved.

saiki has two hands <3

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Looks like we're doing the 💕LoveBug!AU!

Okay! First off, the 💕LoveBug!AU! is something I've had in the works for about... I think three to four years? I had the idea when I wanted to find a new virus/disease/drug/power that kinda turned the platonic yans all cuddly and bit more possessive. Think of it this way: they were already a bit protective and loving, but with this, they act very huggy, overprotective, and bby-obsessed. It's like if they were given a drug, mixed with an animalistic/instinctive urge to care for and guard their kids/students/family...

A scenario I have in mind is for the reader to have been gone for awhile, possibly out of town, only to return to the Avengers compound or Xavier Institute to find it seemingly abandoned and quiet... they feel creeped out, as they walk the halls of their former home, wondering where their team and friends are... and eventually, they do stumble upon someone.

This first platonic yandere could be anyone from the Avengers or X-Men, depending on which team you are imagining for this scenario. But no matter who it is, the reader is thrilled to see someone after finding no one. And the platonic yan is glad to see them too, asking how they are, and if they're okay... the reader asks if they are okay, only for the platonic yan to let them know they're fine. This leads to the reader asking where the others are, and the platonic yan telling them the others are just fine, they're sleeping, no need to worry. They offer to get the reader something to drink, and the reader accepts, sitting down and wondering if they are just imaging things... But then the platonic yan comes back, with something for the reader, yet once the reader drinks it, they feel... woozy... they try to stand up, to say something, only to be pushed back down by the platonic yandere, who explains they need to get some rest, that they missed their kid, and they can sleep in the group nest where the others are...

When the reader wakes up, they feel warm and cozy... and realize they are surrounded by the sleeping forms of some of their friends, namely the ones who are closer to their age... they get up, leaving the room, and start looking for a way out of the mansion/compound... then they hear a commotion, only to find out some of the adult/older platonic yans (namely the group doctor/scientist, possibly team strong guy/gal, and whoever else you want), are looking for them... cue the reader making a run for it, hoping their mutation/power/abilities don't fail them now... and as they run, one of the platonic yans gives chase... and the reader reaches a lobby/front room, almost near the exit... only to have the platonic yan catch them, pinning them against them in a tight, confining embrace...

The platonic yan asks where they were going, an edge to their voice. The reader doesn't answer, only asking what's wrong with them, what happened to the others, what's going on. The platonic yan sighs, hugging them even closer, and says the others took their medicine, and they'll feel a lot better when they wake up... and then the reader feels a sharp prick, and realizes the platonic yan just drugged them...

The platonic yandere shushes the reader, even as the reader claws desperately to escape them... and the reader can feel themselves weakening, their muscles relaxing and their thoughts growing fuzzier and softer by the minute... they feel the platonic yan scoop them up, tucking them against their chest as they carry them to the lab/med bay, a rumbling purr escaping them... the platonic yan tells them they'll be okay, that their friend has something to soothe them, and that the group, their pack, their team, their family, won't leave them out of it... it might sting a little, but they promise, the group will guard them as they rest, along with the other young ones, and that when they wake up, they will be taken care of. Just rest a bit... they'll take good care of their pup...

[jessiexcorner]

‘Destiny is she.’

Kerack.

 Just a small town with not much going for it, though it was known for its alcohol and the pirates that used to raid the people there centuries ago. 'Not anymore.' Yennefer thought as she drank. After the red death, the once-powerful kingdom fell into shambles. At least they still had their beer going on for them.

"TOSS A COIN TO YOUR WITCHER!" Yennefer winced, hearing the familiar song buzzing in the back.

  "Ugh. If I have to hear that blasted song one more time, I'm going to kill myself." Yennefer turned to see the drunk bard who wrote it.

  "Jaskier?" He turned his head to look up to see the sorceress. He gasped.

  "You! Oh No! I've had enough of you! Y-you harlot witch!" Yennefer rolled her eyes. 

"What? Your girlfriend dumped or something? Also, I'm a sorceress, not a witch."

"No, you ruined my friendship with my only friend! Just cause you had problems in your relationship with him didn't mean you had to ruin mine!"

"We didn't have a relationship."

"It doesn't matter now! I don't need him; I have plenty of friends. And women who want me!" Yennefer turned to order another drink. She didn't want to deal with this right now. A few gulps later, a young girl with blonde hair walked straight toward them.

"Hey! I know you!"

"You do? Oh no. Did I sleep with you?" The girl ignored Jaskier and continued talking to Yennefer.

"You're Yennefer of Vengeberg, aren't you?" Yennefer sighed.

"Look, kid, I don't sell magic anymore. Find someone else."

"Actual, I have a proposition for you."

"Not interested."

"I think you will be-"

"Get lost, kid, before I put a curse on you."

"Weren't you the one looking for a way to conceive?" Yennefer froze. Yes, it's true; that is what she wanted a way to be able to have a child again. But it's not as if she announced it to the world.

"Who told you that?" The girl shrugged with a smug smile.

"Call her destiny." Yennefer scoffed.

"Destiny?" The young girl nodded.

"Everyone knows about her. There's a legend on her. They say that if you ever want to change all the bad that has been done to you; change the fate you've been given, then follow the river upstream to the cottage in the woods. There be a woman, full of grace and beauty, but be careful what is said to her for destiny is she."

"First of all," the drunk bard who had been listening in began, "that doesn't rhyme."

"It's not supposed-" the blonde tried to argue.

"Second of all, who's 'they'?"

"What? No- Look, that doesn't matter, I'm not even talking to you!"

"You know he has a point," Yennefer said.

"Huh?"

"Who is this 'they'?" She said with a cheeky smile. The blonde girl turned redder than the drunken bard and stomped in anger.

"You know what! I don't care! I did what She told me to do and delivered the message! I'm leaving!" She marched out of the bar.

"Say, did you catch her name? I think she fancies me." Jaskier mumbled. Yennefer took a deep breath and finished her drink. 'let's find out who this destiny person is.' She thought, heading out.

                                                       . . .

'Well, what do you know there is a house.' Yennefer thought. She noticed there was a protection spell around the house covering it like a thick fog. She walked towards the house, trying to create a pathway for herself. 'Damn,' This was harder than she thought it would be. 'Why would anyone need such a potent protection spell?' As she tried to move through, it became harder to breathe. Yennefer could feel a headache coming on, it felt as if something was pushing her to fall asleep. She falls and gets knocked out by the gas. Before she falls completely unconscious she notices the end of a flowy robe walking towards her.

Yennefer wakes up feeling as if she has the worst hangover of her life, she notices a blanket covering her and a bed. "What the fuck?" she mutters noticing her surroundings for the first time. A bedroom with a fireplace, cozy and warm but what stuck out the most was the fact she didn't remember how she got here. The door to the bedroom opens before Yennefer can investigate her surroundings more thoroughly.

"Ah, you're not dead. Good." a woman with (h/c) hair wearing a simple white flowy gown exclaims. Yennefer startled immediately turns defensive shooting a gust of magic toward the woman who waves it off as if it were nothing, almost as if, annoyed by Yennefer's reaction.

"Now, is this any way to repay hospitality Yennefer?" The woman says practically scolding Yennefer like a misbehaving child.

"You knocked me out!"

"No, you knocked yourself out." She sat next to the violet-eyed woman, raising her hand near her making Yennefer flinch from the unexpected movement. 

"Relax, I'm only helping your body get rid of the poison from the mist." She sighs moving away after she is done, Yennefer does feel a bit better, less like she had a massive hangover. The woman stands and walks near the fireplace, lighting it with a flick of her fingers, sitting down on a couch with a tea set on a table. "Well? come sit," She points at the other chair meant for Yennefer. Yennefer gets up and slowly walks to the woman sitting on the chair. "Cream?" She offers the raven-haired woman.

"..No," Yennefer declines not wanting any other foreign substances in her body.

"Suit yourself." The woman shrugs, pouring some cream for herself, and lifts her cup taking a sip.

"Why did you want me here?"

"Oh, did my little birdy not tell you?"

"No, well, yes but- that's not- look do you really have a way for me to conceive or are you playing games with me? Because i should warn you i am not in the mood." Yennefer huffs.

"Of course!" The (h/c) haired woman claps her hands making the tea set disappear, with a small vial and a contract replacing it. "This little bottle of magic can bring back anything that was lost. It'll fix you right up, grow back your uterus, and let you keep your good looks," She winks with a smile at Yennefer, who looks at the paper carefully.  

"And I’m guessing this contract I am supposed to sign ensures I do your bidding?" The stranger's grin widens.

"Clever girl. it is fair, after all, i am only asking very little in return for a high reward." Yennefer scoffed but then again she was desperate she wanted this, badly.

"And what would that small favor be?" She questions the woman. "Am i to find you someone and bring them to you?" she rolls her eyes sarcastically commenting.

"Well, yes, that is exactly what I want you to do."

"Right. Sounds simple enough."

"Hm, simple." she hums in agreement, "I just need you to bring me Geralt of Rivia."

...What? "No, no! Absolutely not! What could you possibly need him for?" Yennefer protests, making the other woman rolled her eyes.

"I'm not going to eat him, or kill your lover boy,"

"He's not-"

"Come on Yen! All you have to do is bring one witcher here, and I'll give you the ability to conceive again, don't you want that choice back?" The woman circles Yennefer, "They took everything from you, yen. They took your right, your decision. Not only am i offering you your freedom, but i am also giving you an option that doesn't require sacrificing your beauty or power." She twirls a lock of Yennefer's hair around her fingers. "and all you have to do is bring me one measly man." Yennefer hesitates. This can't be real, this had to be a trick, but what could she do? the dragon plan didn't work, Geralt was an arse and she had nothing and no one left. "Tell you what, since you have so many issues with me," The woman picks up the vial and hands it to Yennefer. "You can try the potion of mine, and once it works, and it will believe me you will know if it does. You will bring me Geralt." Yennefer's face reads of worry. "Come on you, poor girl, what do you have to lose? You already tried everything. What, you're worried about your man? What do you think I will do to the witcher? Think I will kill him? He's more likely to end me before I can touch him." Yennefer lets the words of this woman influence her, but she couldn't understand what she wanted with Geralt.

"..Fine, deal, if this works...I'll bring you your witcher."

"Lovely!" The woman smiles waving her hand making a feather appear and floats into Yennefer's hand. Yennefer pauses, feeling the softness of the feather. 

"...Before I sign this, I want to know your name, your real name. I have a feeling it isn't 'destiny'" The woman chuckles once again walking behind Yennefer, placing her soft hands onto her shoulders.

"(Y/n), a pleasure to meet you, Yennefer."

[emo-gremlin]

*slides into your ask box*

Ehem. Mr Serpentine x reader nsfw headcanons, perhaps?

— 🦉

Oh I already know @sneklover is gonna foam at the mouth when they see this

MR. SERPENTINE X READER NSFW

18+ BELOW! I MEAN IT!

🐍 TWO DICKS TWO DICKS TWO DICKS TWO DICKS TWO DICKS

🐍 Kinks: Vore (soft), Hypnosis, Biting, Mild electrocution, dressing up.

🐍 Switch.

🐍 He's a sweetheart, always asking if you're comfortable, wanting nothing more then to make you feel good.

🐍 The slit his cocks come out of is super sensitive, fingering or fucking it while rubbing his cocks is enough to get him on his metaphorical knees.

🐍 Sex positive Demisexual.

🐍 His tongue can actually shock you if he gets too excited, so he tries to keep it away from you. However, if you like a little bit of a shock, he's happy to give you a few licks. But once he gets really close, the licking stops because it gets too powerful and he doesn't want to hurt you.

🐍 What gets him going, you ask? Well, definitely seeing you in fancy lacey lingerie, for one. Seeing you look good in anything, really. Sometimes it's just seeing you all comfy and cozy with him. The level of trust between you two is powerful. Other times it's hearing you moan after taking a good bite of food. Your voice sounds so good to him.

🐍 Patiently waits for you to respawn before having any food or drink. (We going on SMG4 reality rules here fam trust)

🐍 It doesn't matter if you can or cannot fit both of his dicks, he would just like them both to get attention.

🐍 Especially cuddly and protective after sex. You're a bit weak, and incredibly vulnerable. Anyone who is gonna try anything is getting their shit fucked.

Enjoy!

[judesmoonbeauty]

Estella Wist ཐིཋྀ

Introducing my second OC: Estella Wist.

Art: Neka site

Height: 5’5 Birthdate: 4/9 Nickname: Este Hair Color: Pastel misty purple Eye Color: Glassy Gray Markings: She has a beauty in between the left corner of her eye and nose. Weapon of choice: Baseball bat, Anything sharp. Likes: Social functions, cozy nights at home and black nail polish. Dislikes: Being in confined spaces.

Ships with: Ellis Twilight Ship name: Elles (Pronounced like: L’s)

Curse: The Butterfly taken by the mythology of Psyche and other folktales.

Ability: When people die, she can see their souls in the form of butterflies, and the condition of the butterflies (souls). She can then extract everything that makes up their souls, such as thoughts, feelings, memories etc. When she extracts from them(essentially information gathers), she’s feeding her own soul (butterfly), much like a butterfly sucking on nectar.

Fated End: Her own soul (her butterfly), will become warped and blackened from her soul-feeding on the departed, ultimately facing death.

Personality: She is an ambivert, but leans closer to the extroverted side. Very fun, outgoing, interested in people, kind and crazy.

Crown Relationships:

Ellis: She adores Ellis. She loves him very dearly. Since Ellis sometimes gets anxious about his past and certain memories he can't seem to recall very well, she does her best to soothe him. He was pretty taken aback by how bluntly asked him to *ahem* be her lover, but he agrees anyway. Este loves accompanying Ellis on his missions because.......she gets to read souls........ a lot.

Jude: He views her like an annoying, loud pest sister. He thinks she's almost as crazy as Ellis, and he hates the fact that she calls him Judy. He finds her ability quite handy for intel gathering, and he's disturbed that she does everything in her power to help Ellis make Jude happy so she can eventually read his soul and see it's form. Still, he'll protect her if he needs to do so. After all, Jude thinks Ellis & Este suit each other.

Isla: Isla is Este's first true friend, and even though Isla tries to avoid Este as much as possible at first, circumstances make that impossible. Este often tries to get Isla involved with school activites, as Este is the leader of the fundraising club. No matter how odd Este is, Isla accepts her and treats her with respect and kindness. Still, she tries to curb Este's desire to help Ellis make Jude happy.....

Roger: She gets on quite well with Roger the way Isla does, but for different reasons. While she doesn't want to suffer her fate, she now has Ellis who promises to end her before that happens, so she doesn't really care if her curse is broken or not. Essentially, she likes Roger because he has a soft spot for Ellis, and anyone who likes Ellis is okay in her book.

Harrison: She doesn't engage with Harry too often, not that she doesn't like him, but because he can detects when she lies. Not that she is a liar in general, but she doesn't like confessing the truth about how she really feels sometimes. While Este is outgoing, her mind is fragile like a butterfly wing. Being read so easily isn't a fun past time for a soul-reader.

Liam: Este's second real friend. When these two social butterflies meet, they quickly become BFFS. Liam also picks up on when Este is not feeling like herself as he does with Isla, and he listens to her. The two have a lot fun shopping together as well, and like trying out cosmetics together.

Victor: She loves Victor as the leader of Crown (especially since he encourages her evil), and adores his cooking. Sometimes though, she has issues with how secretive he can be, but ultimately, he loves his Crown boys and he adores Ellis, so anyone who loves Ellis is again - okay in her book.

Alfons & Elbert: She thinks Elbert needs to eat more. Like a lot more. She is often trying out new recipes and bringing them to him to eat, while Alfons tries to tell her it's a waste of her time since. While she doesn't mind Alfons on the whole, she doesn't care for his nonchalant attitude sometimes. They bicker quite a bit. And Elbert usually has to tell them to quiet down.

William: She thinks that William is someone to be looked up to since he often wants others to experience freedom. Este and William will paint each other's nails and William will often give her advice when she feels like she is being confined by her thoughts.

Vogel Relationships: (TBD)

Well, well, this turned out to be way more than what I thought it would be, but I've been cooking Estella for a while. I just haven't had anytime to actually pan out the details of her curse or who she is. I am very excited for her character as she is instrumental in Isla's lore. Now, I just need to spruce up my precious Isla.

[darlingpwease]

Hello! I was wondering what do you think might happen a transmigrator!reader catches the attention of mo ran or chu wanning, when all they want to do is have their favorite ship clear up the miscommunication issues they’ve had over the course of the novel world? I would think they are wondering if the plot is going sideways and if they should really be worried.

hello~! thank you for idea!!! to be honest, this is one of my favorite tropes, so I'm not even going to look objective and will indulge myself and what I see hwhwhw~

with any attempt to interfere in their relationship, there is a very high probability of greatly changing them, no matter what this intervention will be. however, if you are soft and implicit, trying only to help them understand each other, it will be more likely to be ignored — Mo Ran is stubborn and not the most emotionally attentive person, which sometimes makes you want to openly say that he should go and do something (and it's not a fact that he will do, even if he agrees, he is more of a "yes, yes, I heard you (and then does everything in his own way)") type, while Chu Wanning is very fixed on his feelings and they are very sensitive and vulnerable.

especially if you influence CHU WANNING — although he looks cold and distant, like a wild cat, it would be wrong for you to forget that those wild cats who were forced to survive on the street, in hunger and cold, will never allow themselves to be thrown out of a warm and cozy home when they find a corner. and the fact that CHU WANNING is overwhelmingly monogamous and seriously the type who can carry love with him all his life, regardless of reciprocity or what his love will do, makes everything only worse — because his soft, defenselessly vulnerable emotions do not even lie under the "armor", but rather are constantly open to anyone, who decides to poke and see. He does not know how, is not able to cope with his emotions inside, preferring to let them gurgle and remain locked until he simply explodes, breaking down, finally expressing everything he feels, feeling a moment of freedom, only to lock them up again.

at the same time, only by influencing his emotions, you can make him open up, because "romance" is the sphere of feelings, and it is here that you will constantly stumble upon his sore and weak points, as if you took an axe to trim the edges of a flower for its better growth. most baby animals have a habit of "yelling" to make it clear that something is wrong with them, but CHU WANNING cannot do this, even if he wants to, which requires even more careful handling than with a porcelain vase, since one wrong movement, word or look, and he immediately locks himself in his cocoon, as if hoping that this way he will have time to protect himself from the even more serious harm that you, in his opinion, will invariably inflict on him.

therefore, you will still have to open this cocoon, break through the walls, use all your intensity to see what is hidden, scratch your hands on the thorns and let the nettles sting your skin to be able to reach him — but by the time you do, this... wouldn't be the best solution. of course, now you have power over his feelings — "please listen to me" where he really listens because emotionally open to you — but an attempt at separation will be perceived with hostility, resentment and even aggressively.

have you been knocking for so long to talk about something else? have you made your way to him to try to "help" with another? you said his feelings were 'valuable', so why are you trying to get rid of him now?... does he look like a rag doll that you can pull from side to side?

his will and perseverance can only be overcome by his death, his emotions are as fragile as butterfly wings — and the fact that he never takes his body into account, while ready to listen to others' opinions, but it is impossible to force him to change his point of view, makes everything even more difficult.

the biggest mistake would be to think that if you leave him alone, then everything will be fixed — the biggest grief and pleasure of CHU WANNING is emotional dependence on someone who is ready to warm his eternally cold personality, but this also makes him afraid of being abandoned, which makes him even more needy-like and overbearing when trying to "transfer" or try to "help" him in his relationship with Mo Ran. he never does what he doesn't want, but when he wants something, then all his power is directed to getting that something or someone.

when he is emotionally vulnerable, open and warm, allowing you to touch his soft and vulnerable heart, he will make sure that you do not go anywhere and disappear, and that you take responsibility, and given how strong and loyal he is, this is almost a hopeless situation. of course, he doesn't force — at least, most of the time, because to allow yourself to force you means to admit that he is so desperate and even worse than he thought of himself, which he will never allow, — but the kind of way one of your favourite character becomes even more depressed and closed, even if CHU WANNING does not express it openly and behaves pointedly coldly, makes you doubt whether you should have tried from the other side...

MO RAN does not switch easier and easier at the same time — in fact, he is closer to the type of "I like you, let's get married", but despite the fervor and passion that you can feel, he is emotionally "cold".

he is not interested in showing his emotions, he is not interested in "parsing" what he feels (until these emotions become muddy) and is not interested in "parsing" other people's emotions. He is not as emotionally manipulative as Shi Mei and does not need emotional care like Chu Wanning — he does not live in a world of emotions, but all of them, and although you understand that it was worth helping Chu Wanning rather to solve most problems with words through his mouth, MO RAN can also make everything easier.

at the same time, it is easier for him to switch to interesting impulses and strong reactions — and it is much easier to lose interest and find new ones. he is closer to the image of a butterfly who is interested only in nectar and other butterflies, but does not pay attention to the "dirt" of the world and is not interested in emotional fulfillment, following the physical impulse of sexual attractiveness.

most likely, your attempts to make him emotionally smarter will be like teaching an old dog a new trick, but MO RAN himself will definitely be interested in these attempts and get closer, and, unlike Chu Wanning, you never know what stimulation he reacts to so fervently that he almost pursues you, persuading you to go with him or following him, flirting and bringing you food or hugging, constantly penetrating your physical space. of course, he nods when you talk about Chu Wanning, but the more you communicate, the higher the chance that he will react irritably or aggressively, starting to get exhausted from how often you talk about shizun and are clearly trying to weave something. Mo Ran is not as strong-willed and domineering as Chu Wanning — he is closer to "hard democracy", determined not just to go and do, but to force you to go along with him — but even more suffocating and clingy, not hesitating to be intense and hot if it gives him what he wants, and he is looking for something in which MO RAN can completely dissolve and become a part, satisfying all the impulses in search of "that" feeling, which makes it even more irrational and unpredictable, especially when you are trying to do something that is clearly it is not focused only on him, while MO RAN exactly craves mutual fixation, no different from the spotlight of a lamp that shines only on you and longs that you will not hide or try to put someone else, but shine.

you can try to ignore it, but it will be a huge mistake — MO RAN'S attempts to "merge" closer to the mating dance in animals, and the fact that you do not reject and do not accept causes even more fire and pressure. MO RAN is not so... 'aggressive', even with the behavior of the spoiled son of the lord of the city, but he is very charismatic and charming and knows what you need and do not need to say to present himself from the best side or convince you.

and, in fact, when you try to leave after all these twirling and dancing, it will be quite awkward. MO RAN is close enough to the natural, "animal" side of himself, and although he is not the most empathic, he is a huge possessive and easily considers you "his", especially when the fixation becomes stronger, and your attempts to escape cause only a desire to strengthen, hook, break through to where you do not allow him, almost bite you not because he's angry, but because he doesn't understand how else to keep you.

and, to be honest, touching them both with the intention of "helping" can cause huge movements, including changes in the balance in the relationship. although at some point you will begin to realize that the plot is wrong, there is little you can do about it — they are both stubborn and unyielding, and both are among the strongest cultivators. their relationship is quite "fixed" and in some sense stable, as long as they are not touched, but it is enough to move one figure so that the consequences are incredibly destructive. even attracting the attention of one can significantly change the dynamics, and imagine what it would be like if it were both at once — not necessarily romantically, but in the form of a close relationship.

MO RAN is more uncontrollable and does not have the same "obviously" soft spot; rather, his fixation is more related to the appearance of something that makes his life brighter, and your care and kindness can easily affect him. his whole life was, to put it mildly, not very good, and to have someone around who supports him, cares and pays attention is... it's unbelievable.

CHU WANNING, on the other hand, longs for a soul that will understand what he has "inside" and will always be with him, accepting him as he is, and this is what makes him more stable and healthy, but the increase in dependence on you also makes him more restless from the thought of what you want "exchange" or "get rid of" him. and the most important and huge problem begins when his will works not against his fixation, but for it — and this can easily appear if he begins to feel that this is the only way he can keep you.

mhm~

[shallowseeker]

Rowena & Crowley back the wrong horse, over and over and over...

Everyone remembers Rowena's tragic clinging to Lucifer in season 11, and how it ended up for her. Upon learning she's the only one that can put him back in the cage, Lucifer pragmatically snaps her neck--a form of cold, indifferent insurance:

Ah, the tragedy of Rowena's desire to have security. Rowena wanted to be loved and protected by Fergus's father. She wanted to be appreciated and protected by Lucifer.

Crowley remarks that she's always looking for the biggest, baddest beast in the room to hide behind.

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In 11x23 Alpha and Omega, we see Rowena cozying up to her newest target, Chuck:

ROWENA: [Crowley mocks her as she speaks] Charles, I'll put the kettle on. My mom always said, there's nothing a nice wee cup of tea can't fix.

...

CROWLEY: It's what she does. Find someone with power...cozies up...digs the claws in. [As he’s talking, Crowley walks over to a cabinet, opens a door and takes out a bottle of Craig] CHUCK: Hmm. Yeah, well, I'm not helping anyone right now, obviously. She's been...nice. CROWLEY: For now.

Funny sidenote: As Rowena moves in on Chuck, getting sweet on him, she starts calling him "Charles," a little nugget for how she'll later call Sam "Samuel," and Cas, "Hello, Castiel."

///

Ahem. Anyway. The thing is, that yes, Rowena totally does this. We can't really blame her when we look at the tragic happenstances of her life. During the course of the series, we see her make numerous moves to gain favor will powerful beings:

SEASON 10

We see her volleying to make Crowley sit upon a stronger, more secure throne.

SEASON 11

We see her cozying up to Lucifer and getting killed for her trouble.

Next, we see her coming back from the dead to move in on Amara.

She's kind of playing both sides, but she gets sweet on Amara here: "Oh, I can be useful...And even if it is born out of my own self-interest, I-- I care about you. I'm someone you can talk with. Confide in. Have you... have you ever had that? Oh, you don't have to be (alone), darlin'!" 

Then, as I mentioned above, she cozies up to Chuck, and Crowley snarls many a nasty word about her.

SEASON 12

We find Rowena trying to date rich men and lying about her background, painting herself as a posh, well-to-do ballerina.

In an abrupt about-face to insulting Cas (she called him a fish in season 10), we see that Rowena has flipped on her appraisal of him.

Now, Castiel is super hot. He's "the handsome, strong angel," an ideal partner/protector. So, she hits on him. A lot.

Despite her memory of "Cas's face" as Lucifer snapped her neck, her dogged attraction to Cas blooms sometime in season 12.

Perhaps, it's when she and Cas and Fergus are hunting Lucifer together.

(In the same time frame, Crowley is also hanging off Cas's arm, keeping him company, trying to be oddly "cutesy," singing in the car, etc. It's...hilarious. You get the mental picture of them both trying their hardest to get his attention.)

SEASON 13

Season 13 brings us her library tryst with Gabriel.

She says she's motivated by trying to heal his wounded virility/grace/pride, but it's at least partially about his status as an archangel.

And of course, there's security in Sam(uel), but it's all twisted up with him being her executioner, not just her protector.

But in being her "destiny," he also functions as her security. It's very complex. (And kinda sexy.)

SEASON 14

Rowena will hit on Cas as later as season 14's Ouroboros, saying his full name in a similar coo to how she says, "Charles and Samuel." -> "Hello, Castiel."

Castiel, for his part, tends to be a little flustered by her, straightening up and saying, "Hello," back.

SEASON 15

Finally, in season 15, somewhat hilariously, Rowena moves in on Arthur Ketch.

But it's a little different this time, reflecting a more confident, in-control, and emotionally integrated Rowena.

She seems to be genuinely interested in him for his wry, science-loving personality. They banter.

She and Ketch mutually harass Dean for details about the other, like schoolyard crushes.

They had a battle connection in the past, have fought together and helped one another re: resurrection spells, but it is only now that they’re healthy and healed that they can actually see each other.

Rowena throws Dean a breathless, thankful look when he saves Ketch (for her).

She’s reformed, Ketch is reformed. It’s heartbreaking just how excited she is about him. He instills a her hope in her, for the future. (But he won’t sell out his friends. He dies. She won’t let the world die, so she dies, too.)

///

But Crowley does the same friggin' thing, doesn't he? He is so her child, a tragic mini-Rowena, despite his efforts to look like a big, bad Hell-king. 💔

SEASON 5

When we meet him, we see him backing the Winchesters re:the Colt.

In his early appearance, he does this because he thinks Lucifer is going to wipe out demon-kind.

That gamble goes okay for Crowley, mostly.

SEASON 6

Sometime in this timeframe, he is given the role of Hell-king as a consolation prize, by Ramiel, prince of Hell, who honestly doesn't give a fuck.

In season 6, Crowley backs Castiel. Cas's got magnetism and sex appeal.

As the original "angel's angel" in Heaven, he's a strong frontrunner in Heaven's Civil War simply by popularity alone. So, Cas is the horse Crowley decides to bet on.

Then, Cas turns out to be duplicitous, cunning, and too devoted to his human family to be controlled. He’s way more than Crowley can handle.

There are glimmers of this power imbalance, when Cas on occasion has had enough of Crowley's innuendo-laden threats, like when Cas snaps and crushes him into a wall, for example. But on the whole, Crowley ignores this. It's his tragic hubris.

Eventually, Cas overwhelms him and seizes power, and the whole thing turns out to be a frightening blow to his position.

So, Crowley goes running to the brother Raphael, which is another bad gamble. Castiel straight-up kills him, and Crowley is forced to flee and go into hiding.

SEASON 7-8

In seasons 7-8, Crowley vies for control of the prophet Kevin, torturing and killing those around him.

He makes sure to kill Meg, who is in his mind a Lucifer loyalist (she's actually a Castiel loyalist at this point, but the Lucifer label sticks).

SEASON 9

In season 9, Crowley manipulates a series of events to allow him to dangle Dean to Cain in a bid to transform Dean and destroy Abbadon, the newest threat to his position.

(Crowley won't suggest taking the mark on his own; he won't risk his own neck.) Afterwards, he scoops “demon” roofied Dean up, like spoils of war, a dark parallel to the pimp-demon in Girls, Girls, Girls (and Randy).

SEASON 10

In season 10, this bites him in the ass, too.

Demon Dean proves too much to handle, a liability on the job, as he refuses to perform the cold, capitalistic mercenary duties of Hell.

"The little prat’s bad for business. He’s uncontrollable. Must be the Mark."

In a scene similar to Cas crunching Crowley into a wall, Dean too throws Crowley down. Demon Dean will not be cowed by Crowley, and he will not be a sidekick, little bitch, or Queen to be "controlled."

So, Crowley goes running to the brother, Sam. He “sells him out" to Sam.

And then Crowley goes running to revive Castiel again, to deal Dean. Dean is now a problem (the problem-that-solved-his-original-Abbadon-problem).

And around and around Crowley goes.

Despite everything, Crowley softens to Dean. Crowley's a little bit human now, and it shows. As he softens, his mother appears, making things much more complicated.

SEASON 11

Crowley tries to muster up the glory of his former evil self--he kills a bunch of poly/queer swingers for no real reason.

Then, Crowley sees a new opportunity to sway a powerful being, and we get Crowley unsuccessfully trying to mold Amara as his newest weapon of mass destruction.

Like with Demon Dean, he strikes fast to scoop her up when she's “vulnerable” and "new,” to get her under his sphere of influence.

Then, it goes badly, as this always does for Crowley. Amara breaks “Uncle Crowley's”arm and runs away.

In this season, Crowley goes to bat for Cas again, trying to detach him from Lucifer and screeching angrily at Cas as Lucifer beats Crowley up.

In fact, in that brief moment before Crowley even goes to bat, he's actually smiling at Dean and Cas as they reunite, as Dean says, “Cas, we don't have a whole lot of time, okay?"

Crowley is a softie. Cas is his kinda-friend, and Crowley wants Dean to be happy. Crowley's changed.

At the end of the season, we briefly see Crowley complaining about Rowena cozying up to Chuck, while he moves to cozy up to Billie. (Really, Crowley? Stop doing the thing that gets you burned, man.)

SEASON 12

Enter season 12, and Crowley works with his mom again. He and Rowena form an uneasy alliance, and both begin to see family in a slightly new light.

They trust each other a little more, and they hurt each other to try and solve their mutual pain re: Oskar and Gavin.

Hilariously, they both start seeing Castiel in a fresh light this season. It's like, in watching his devotion and chivalry to his family, and as their understanding of family shifts, they've mutually decided that he's dependable and thus desireable. (The "blue-collar, family-oriented soldier.")

So yeah, season 12 finds Crowley cozying up to Castiel again in order to lock away Lucfier--with Crowley being overly friendly and flirty and sing-songy to the point that Cas just might bash his own head in.

(In this same timeframe, Rowena warms to Cas, so you have this implication that they're both hanging off his arms adoringly, and he is tired as fuck of dealing with them. I'm sure Cas's tendency to get a little flustered and sweet with Rowena is something that would drive Crowley insane on multiple levels.)

Crowley even risks his life for Cas against Vince!Lucifer. (He wants Cas to be his friend so badly in this era, oof.)

Then, he saves Cas against Ramiel, thanks in large part to his bond with Dean, and Dean thanks him for it.

Crowley, like Rowena, will take any form love. Any friendship. Any comradery. Even scraps. They've got the same neurosis.

Anyway, in season 12 we also have the team-up of the century, where Crowley works with Rowena to send Lucifer back to the cage. Victory!

And Crowley has another fatal misstep. His last one ever, perhaps. He thinks, yet again, that he can outsmart another overpowered beast in order to buy his own security.

And so, he locks Lucifer in Nick's body, Ma'lak box-like, and tries to out-bark and out-dominate him.

Horribly, Lucifer doesn't even appear that threatened or upset. Even when he's being humiliated, the demons under Crowley flock to Lucifer. (It's not fair!)

Lucifer seems quietly amused, like he's waiting for his moment to strike, just as Cas behaved in season 6, quietly tolerating Crowley's goading because he was not actually threatened by him.

(Crowley is no Azazel or Dagon or Ramiel or even Asmodeus.)

And it's fatal. It goes badly. Crowley's gleeful crowing of brains-versus-brawn blows up in his face.

He escapes by the skin of his teeth, and goes running, tail tucked, to tell the Winchesters what he's wrought.

Sam and Dean are horrified, realizing that Jack, Kelly, and Cas are in danger, and so they speed towards them in hopes of warning them in time.

Crowley seems a little hysterical and fatalistic, deciding to back the Winchesters one last time, because, "life is meaningless," and "what's the point of it all."

Crowley lost everything for a job he hated, so he commits suicide, because he's tired and worn down.

He has become like Raphael, "we just want it to be over."

Crowley falls to nihilism.

And Rowena despairs. 💔💔💔

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[wildlyglittering]

made up title- "I would never fall in love again until I found her"

Hello!

Before Christmas I asked for people to send me a fic title and I would say what Nessian fic I would write for it. Here is the one for 'I Would Never Fall in Love Again, Until I Found Her.'

Read under the cut!

Key word here is ‘again’ so I’m taking that to mean that Cassian was once in love with someone before.

This would be an alternative Prythian. Cassian is an Illyrian warrior but these Illyrian’s don’t have wings though they are considered fae and very long living. In this version of the world, Cassian is sent on a mission through Illyria which takes him months – the purpose of which is to find a witch who lives in the isolated regions of the Illyrian mountains.

Cassian doesn’t know why he needs to find her and what the purpose is but he’s loyal to his Commander and, at this time, a foot soldier who does what he’s told. There is another group, this time of fae, who are also seeking the witch for purposes unknown and there is a bit of a set-to on the mountains between Cassian and this group and Cassian is injured.

Although Cassian is slipping out of consciousness, he is fully aware of a figure standing over him looking pretty pissed off. When he comes to, he realises he’s in the bowels of a cave system but in a chamber which has been made to be pretty cozy.

His companion who saved him on the mountains is a young and beautiful woman, highly Nesta coded who is irritated because Cassian essentially fell into what was one of her cave gardens.

She recognises him as Illyrian and isn’t happy about that and admits she hoped he would die on the mountains as she’s taken a vow to help anyone injured. Because Cassian is alive but harmed, her vow means she had to take him in and take care of him.

Cave contained hijinks ensure.

By this I mean Cassian is attracted and riles her ups as much as possible and it’s clear the witch is also attracted and gets riled up way too easy. Cassian heals, she does the healing and Cassian recuperates in the cave while Nesta continues to look after him and live her day-to-day life.

They grow closer and Cassian shares his troubles about growing up an orphaned Illyrian and she tells Cassian that she is the last of three witch sisters, of the previous two one was killed and the other inadvertently summoned a demon resulting in a rather destructive possession. Said demon possessed second sister is still alive, whereabouts unknown.

She also says that when witches die they remain dead for a hundred years but depending on the nature of the witch, they may be reincarnated into a new form.

They get all sorts of romantic obviously but the time has come when Cassian needs to leave. He goes with a promise to the witch that he will return and won’t say a single word to anyone about having found her.

When he returns to the Illyrians, he makes up some story about surviving alone on the mountains which they seem to believe.

Cassian heads back to the mountains encountering another group of fae on the way, this time he gets the upper hand and kills the group but as one lies dying, he tells Cassian to not let the Illyrians find the last witch.

Turns out the fae want to find the last witch in order to seek her help from multiple Illyrian attacks in their Court and in turn offer her protection but they could never find her.

Cassian returns to the witch’s cave where they both embrace but – uh, oh – some stealthy Illyrians who never believed Cassian’s story have followed him and discovered her. They both try and escape but are eventually surrounded.

Turns out the Illyrians have the demon possessed sister who has been working with them all along, utilising magic to make the Illyrians more powerful and to help them destroy the fae cities and homes.

The witch manages to kill her sister but knowing the demon will want to take possession of her, she allows it too but performs a heroic sacrifice resulting in her death and the demon going back to hell.

Cassian grieves and is shunned by the Illyrian’s, cast out for eternity but he eventually settles in one of the fae cities and befriends a group of fae living with them as happily as he can.

Over the decades, the fae cities grow and the Illyrian boundaries shrink. A new species called ‘humans’ are discovered with an even smaller boundary but the fae and humans have a political relationship where they work together.

Just over a hundred years have passed (let’s go with 125 for fun) and Cassian is present when a new envoy of human emissaries from the regions arrives. They introduce themselves in order and the final one removes her cloak and introduces herself as Nesta.

Cassian is startled by the physical resemblance she has to his lost love and as their eyes meet, her face slips into one of recognition...