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tsukimefuku · 2 months

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to be loved is to be changed ❖ nanami kento

summary: after an unexpected talk with gojo, you begrudgingly went to work for jujutsu high. meeting new people and encountering a friend from the past has you wondering how much things might have changed (or not).

tags: jujutsu kaisen, f!reader based off of an oc, soft/implied nanami x oc/reader, students being students, gojo being gojo, nostalgia, fluff, some life contemplation.

wc: 2.9K

notes, etc: i wrote this to the sound of nothing in my way (keane), and i'm editing it to the sound of akatsuki no kodou (unchain). this story came into my mind as i remembered that garfield plushie image that got very famous a while ago (to be loved is to be changed). finally, "majo" means witch in japanese.

❖ collection of stories: "jujutsu partners au" → masterlist for fics listed in chronological order of events

"Gojo said he has the situation under control," you repeated to yourself, nervously, as the train approached Tokyo. You could see the sunlight darting in between the city's skyline, casting streaks of light over you and the empty seat by your side, occupied solely by your tiny luggage. "He has it under control."

You sighed, rubbing your own arm in an unsuccessful attempt of self-comforting, just before the train slowly stopped in its tracks. Clenching your fists in knuckle-white balls, you got up, holding your dark green beaten up travel suitcase and making your way out in between hurried people.

Every step sent a wave of impact up your legs, and you were especially concerned with the fact that you probably forgot to breathe for a few seconds.

"He's got it under control."

Right after you exited the Shibuya train station, you darted your eyes through the crowd, trying to find him. Your cellphone, already six years ancient, barely qualified as a communication device anymore. The screen, cracked by time and your own lackluster capacity to keep things unscathed, offered little to no support if you needed to text someone. He has the six eyes, you figured, he'll probably find me before I find him, anyway.

And you were completely right.

"It's been a long time!" You heard the unmistakable voice resonating behind you, a playful cadence that vibrated through the air. Turning around, you saw Gojo waving at you, and you waved back weakly — something uncharacteristic for you, always sardonic and well carried yourself. Thing is, you were just still terrified at what Jujutsu High might be once again plotting, and how it could involve you. "How was your trip? Wow, your hair really is big."

"Anxiously ridden, pretty boy. It's been a minute," you answered, stretching forcefully a half smile on your cheek.

Instead of the characteristic pout he'd have ten years ago when you called him pretty boy, his face was covered by a frivolous smile, to which the blindfold only served to enhance its mystery and intentions.

He had changed, and so had you.

He wasn't that boy that saved you anymore.

Neither were you the person he had saved. Not anymore, at least — thankfully.

"Don't worry, everything is taken care of. I've got the car here to take us back straight to Jujutsu High."

Ah, inside the belly of the beast, it seems. Just perfect.

***

As he presented your room where you'd be until you could find an appropriate apartment or flat for yourself, you wondered where all the people could've gone. You saw some students sparring by the track field, but apart from that, the place was uneasily peaceful.

"It's kind of… Empty around here, isn't it?" You noted.

"Oh, we have few sorcerers, which is why having you on board will be nice. You can aid Shoko and get some weight off her shoulders. Maybe she'll even ditch the eye bags!" He chirped, jokingly. You huffed from a smile, taking in slowly what it all meant.

A decade later, after you sworn never to come to Jujutsu High, here you were, ready to work for them.

What a ploy.

"I'll let you get settled. Then, come outside, I'd like to introduce you to the students!"

"Me? To the students? Why?" You inquired, considerably confused.

"Because you will help me in teaching these kids. Maybe you can teach them RCT, because God knows Shoko couldn't even teach me, and I'm something of a genius. Hurry up!" He playfully chanted, waltzing out of the room before you could muster up an answer.

Changed, but not so much, it seems.

After you had splayed your things on your bed, separating all your cans and glass jars, all containing an assortment of different herbs and dried ingredients, you got up, heavy heart rumbling inside your chest, as you realized you'd be venturing around the lion's den for quite some time before you could find someplace else to live.

You quietly made your way outside, innocuous thumps hitting the hardwood floor below your sock covered feet, right before you reached outside and jammed them inside the already beaten up sneakers — that is, if they could even be called that anymore.

You approached the teens, and none of them paid much attention to you as you came silently towards them. There were five of them, and… A panda? What?

Gojo clapped twice, garnering everyone's attention. There were three boys, and two girls.

"Students, please, welcome your new teacher!"

"Hello! Itadori Yuuji!" The pink haired boy chirped, happily.

"Fushiguro Megumi, it's nice to meet you," the brooding one said, bowing politely.

"Kelp."

Say what now?

"That's Inumaki Toge, he's a cursed speech user. He speaks in rice ball ingredients due to his technique," Gojo clarified.

Oh, I see.

"Finally, a woman teacher that might actually teach us something!" One of the girls said. She seemed spunky with her short red hair. "I'm Kugisaki Nobara."

Finally, you looked at the last girl who sat by the stairs, holding onto a staff that had a blade on its tip. "I'm Maki."

You then looked at the panda, and kept staring at him. Everyone was silent for a moment, as you tried to grasp what exactly was going on.

"I'm Panda," the panda answered.

You were left dumbfounded, but decided to not inquire further, considering it might be rude.

Who the hell knows.

"It's good to meet you, guys. Hope you can learn a thing or two from me. I've lived many things," you concluded, in a somewhat ominous fashion. Your attempt of a joke fell on deaf ears, and they all seemed a little confused, if not slightly taken aback. Yuuji tried a polite laugh, but Megumi elbowed him.

Gojo chuckled, grinning widely as he put his hands on his waist. "Never mind, students. She's like that. That wasn't even the worst thing she's said out of the blue."

He turned his blindfold covered-face towards you.

"You haven't changed at all," Gojo noted.

Except you had.

"Oh, come! There's more that I want to show you before I leave to take care of some things," he then exclaimed, long strides, instantly making his way out from the students without even waving them goodbye.

You followed suit, and accompanied him hurriedly. You were by no means small, but Gojo was enormous, and had what could be called "legs for days". Each step he took, required two steps from you to keep up.

"Hurry, woman!"

"I'm going, I'm going!" You answered, pacing quickly behind him.

You both walked across the track field, went up two flights of stairs, and stopped in front of a red wooden door that made way inside one of the multiple buildings inside the campus. Seemed huge for such a short-staffed personnel.

Gojo knocked on the door three times, and waited around five seconds before effectively barging in unceremoniously.

"Come!" He yelled at you, and you began to step inside.

"Gojo, I was finishing my report about today's mission with Yaga on the phone. You should learn to wait for someone to effectively let you inside the premises after knocking," you heard a so familiar voice say.

"Nanami?" You asked, walking towards the tall blonde man in front of you. You had seen him in Tokyo around four to five years ago, completely by accident, and forgot to get his number on that opportunity. At that time, he wasn't enrolled with jujutsu affairs anymore, and you remember chastising him for it.

Now, he had a pale beige suit on, wore a blue button shirt with a yellow splatter print tie, and had a particularly unique pair of glasses covering his eyes.

"It's you!"

His eyes widened slightly as he said your name.

You nodded. "Yeah. Myself, plus the long hair. It's nice to see you again."

A genuine smile covered your face.

He tipped his head softly, "it's nice to see you again, too. What has brought you here to Jujutsu High?"

You scoffed, looking at Gojo. He lifted his hands, saying, "well, they were up plotting against her, so I just pulled a few strings that basically required her to come here."

You sighed.

"Yeah. They were up to their classic shit, I guess."

Nanami sighed back.

"I see."

"So, about your work here," Gojo began, "given you have very little experience in effectively fighting in the field to exorcize curses, Nanami is being now appointed to shepherd you until you are acclimated!"

"Say what now?" You asked, at a loss for words. Isn't jujutsu sorcery a solo sport? Why the hell am I going to have a partner?

"And who has made that decision? Gojo, you should've informed me about this beforehand. I can't be caught off guard this way."

"What?! I wanted to make a surprise! You guys haven't seen each other in a decade!" He said in his defense.

"Actually, I ran into Nanami by accident around five years ago here at Tokyo, when he was a salaryman," you replied. "He was too good for that, so I gave him a hard time and told him to go back to being a jujutsu sorcerer."

"Huh?" Gojo asked. "Five years ago?"

"Yes" Nanami acquiesced.

"I bumped into him, we had a chat, I took my train, and well, here I am, I guess," you concluded, smiling.

Gojo chuckled, and put his hands in his pockets, realizing the timing.

"Are you sure you still want to complain about shepherding her?" He asked Nanami, with a hint of mischief in his voice.

Nanami sighed, yet again.

"I have no objections on that matter. I'd just like to have been informed beforehand."

"Oh, come on, Nanami. Gojo tried his best to make a surprise, he just disregarded the fact that you clearly hate surprises."

"Hey!" Gojo complained.

Nanami shook his head at Gojo's antics, but underneath his blank facade, you saw the all too familiar amusement he had all the times you picked fun at Gojo.

We haven't changed. Have we?

***

Weeks had passed, and you couldn't live another second like this. You just couldn't.

The long hair getting glued to the back of your neck, sweaty tangles that took eons to brush out, was simply becoming too much of a hassle.

You sat in the bathroom, on the toilet, shortly after your latest mission with Nanami, and grabbed the first pair of scissors you could find inside your own small bag of toiletry amenities — they were for cutting nails, at most, and fit pathetically small inside your palms.

Grunting, you got up and walked towards the mirror of the collective bathroom, ready to start chopping your hair away, because the mere thought that it would still be there in the following hour reveled your body with anticipated discomfort.

At that moment, both Nobara and Maki, two of the students you had been teaching closely these last few weeks, went inside the bathroom. They stopped in their tracks, looking at you, doubtfully, as you held a black lock of hair extended to the side of your head, flaunting the tiny scissors underneath it.

"Sensei, what are you doing?" Nobara asked, genuinely confused.

"I'm cutting my hair," you answered, ready to start trimming.

Maki and Nobara stared at you for a moment.

You sighed.

"Look, I don't know anything properly around here, leaving the campus is usually a pain in the ass for me because I still don't understand how this assistant shenanigans works, and I just need to cut this hair out before I go completely insane." You sighed. "And this manicure scissors are all I have. So I'm cutting my hair."

Nobara and Maki shared a brief look between them.

"Sensei, with all due respect," Maki began.

You looked at her from the reflex on the mirror.

"You definitely are not cutting your hair like that."

"Huh?" You mumbled.

"Look, I have better scissors with me. Let me get them and we can help you. I'm pretty familiar with it, I take care of my hair myself." Nobara offered, approaching you.

You pondered for a moment. "Okay. I really could use some help."

Around an hour had passed since the girls had run into you in the bathroom. They took you back to your room, properly put a towel around your neck, and Nobara chipped away at your rich thick black locks of hair as she and Maki complained about their peer's latest shenanigans. Apparently, Inumaki and Panda were given to stealing their jackets and skirts to run around the campus. You chuckled at the image of that, up until Nobara reminded you she had a sharp pair of scissors to your hair.

After you were finished, you looked into the tiny mirror you had on your makeshift dorm room, and saw the same face from ten years ago, with the same short black hair.

Was it the same, though?

***

You had been feeling specially sad for the past few days. After finishing another mission with Nanami, you both went back to campus, and you had offered him your classic Oka tea, which you both drank many times together in Odate, ten years prior.

The Oka tea, your specialty, the secret recipe of your family — your pride.

However, when you searched through your herbs, dried ingredients and spices you brought, you realized the dried orange was completely missing.

You knew, as well as anyone in your family, that the Oka tea could never miss any ingredient, especially the dried orange slices.

I'm so sorry, Nanami. I wanted to teach you to make some Oka tea today, but I just can't do it without the dried orange slices. It's just not Oka tea without it. You remembered saying.

You weren't usually that attached to recipesto such a personal degree, but being here, in Jujutsu High, elicited so many memories from your past that you felt homesick, and the only way you knew you could taste home back again would be with a warm cup of Oka tea.

Nanami wasn't annoyed at your upsetting at all, and pointed out that recipes really were meant to be followed in order to obtain the best outcome when cooking.

Right now, you were sitting at the tiny kitchen they had for the use of people that lived inside campus, and you felt heartbroken, missing your tea, as you gazed at all the other ingredients you had left on the counter since then.

There was a knock on the door, and you told the person to come in. It was Nanami, and he carried a plastic bag with him.

"Hey, Nanami," you greeted, slightly disheartened. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

He put the bag over the counter and looked at you.

"I bought us some dried orange slices for you to make your tea."

"... What?" You looked inside the bag, and sure enough, there was a small plastic packaging with some dried orange slices inside it. "Nanami, thank you so much."

"It wasn't troublesome at all, there is a store that sells dried ingredients and similar types of products near where I live."

You smiled at him.

"Well, now I can show you the recipe, then."

He nodded.

"I hadn't anticipated you'd actually be missing any ingredient for this tea, or to not have it already prepared and at your disposal," the sorcerer huffed, amusement and nostalgia glimmering underneath his chiseled passiveness. "I remember you usually tossed into hot water some packets that you, for some reason, always kept on yourself, and it always tasted the same. It was an unexpectedly odd phenomenon," Nanami pointed out, referring to the time you both spent working together at Odate.

"Haven't you heard? I'm a majo."

You poked fun at your own past, when you were shunned, called and treated like a witch by the very people from your hometown.

The faintest hint of a smile covered his face.

After mixing up all the ingredients, including the dried orange slices Nanami had brought you, walking him step by step on how to make Oka tea, you served one cup for each.

The smell was familiar, and you could almost see the snow that engulfed the first two decades of your life falling again all around you.

Then, you took a sip, and you were completely taken aback. Nanami noticed it, and drank the tea too, looking slightly puzzled at his mug.

"It has a different taste" he noted, looking at you. "Was any other ingredient missing?"

You looked at him, then at the mug, then at him again. You were positively sure you followed the exact same recipe you had been making for the past 18 years. It could be the quality of the dried orange slices, but it was unlikely. This was just strange, overall.

Then, you pondered.

"It's not bad, it's just… different."

Indeed, the tea still had no need for added sugars or sweeteners, and had the same everlasting flowery and citrus smell, so characteristic to it.

"Yes. It tastes very good." Nanami replied, taking another sip, contently. "This would go well with some croissants and jam."

You chuckled.

"Yeah, it would."

"So, what happened? Do you have any ideas?" He inquired.

You shrugged.

"I don't know. It just changed, I guess."

"Hm," he finally hummed, looking at you as you began brushing the nape of your hair with your fingers, smiling at yourself, gazing at the cup of tea.

To be loved is to be changed.

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End notes:

I wrote this in about a 1-1:30h sitting, and I’m so happy at how it turned out.

If you liked it and could spare some time to leave a comment, I’d be very happy. 💜

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zapreportsblog · 10 months

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The Secret Revealed

➥ summary: Mash didn’t think anyone would find out his secret, too bad someone did

➥ a/n: someone once asked me to disclose where I’ve gotten all of my art from for my stories, as well as tag the artists. Sadly, all the pictures I use for my stories, or even the gifs I use come from either Google or Pinterest. Also, I just finished watching this anime so hopefully I got something correct . I appreciate the unwavering support you all have shown me so thank you for reading :)

➥ mashle magic and muscles / mash burnedead x reader

On the outskirts of the majestic city of Evervale, nestled amidst the lush greenery, stood the prestigious Magic Academy, a school renowned for honing the magical abilities of young witches and wizards. Among its students was a young man named Mash Burnedead, who, despite coming from a long line of powerful sorcerers, found himself burdened with a dark secret.

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On a bright morning, the school's training grounds were buzzing with students fervently practicing their magical arts. Mash was amidst the crowd, his brow furrowed in concentration as he attempted to conjure a simple levitation spell. But no matter how hard he tried, the faintest glimmer of magic eluded him, leaving him frustrated and disheartened.

As he practiced, a mysterious figure caught his eye. A girl with captivating eyes and a determined expression was making her way toward him. Mash recognized her as (Y/N), a fellow student he had often seen around the campus.

Feeling a knot forming in his stomach, Mash couldn't help but wonder what she wanted. He had always been a reserved and introverted young man, preferring to keep to himself and avoid unnecessary attention. The prospect of being confronted by someone, especially about his secret, sent his heart racing.

Approaching him, (Y/N) stopped a few paces away, her gaze locked onto his eyes, making him feel exposed and vulnerable. He tried to smile, but it came out more like a nervous twitch.

"You," she said, her voice carrying an unusual mix of curiosity and confidence, "I know your secret."

Mash felt the world around him momentarily freeze. His secret was something he had kept hidden from even his closest friends and family. Panic gripped his heart, and his mind raced through possible scenarios.

"W-What secret?" Mash stammered, his voice barely audible.

The girl's lips curved into a knowing smile, adding to Mash's anxiety. "Don't play innocent with me. I know you have no magic," she said, her tone unwavering.

His secret was out. It felt like the ground beneath him had disappeared, leaving him adrift in a sea of uncertainty. How had she found out? Was she going to expose him to the entire school, ridiculing him for his inability to wield magic?

Feeling cornered, Mash tried to think of a way out. "I-I can explain," he stammered, his mind searching for the right words. "It's not what you think. I just... haven't unlocked my powers yet."

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow, seemingly unimpressed by his explanation. "Really?" she retorted, her voice laced with skepticism. "You've been at this school for years, and you still haven't unlocked your magic? Come on, it's time to be honest with yourself."

Mash's shoulders slumped, defeated. The weight of his secret was crushing, and he felt a mix of shame and vulnerability. He had always felt like an outcast, trying desperately to fit in with the magical talents that surrounded him.

Before he could muster the courage to ask her what she intended to do with this newfound knowledge, (Y/N) surprised him with her response. "But I won't tell anyone," she said, her expression softening. "Your secret is safe with me."

Her words were like a lifeline, pulling him from the depths of his despair. Mash was taken aback by her unexpected kindness. He had prepared for the worst, but her understanding and assurance gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Why would you keep my secret?" he asked, unable to hide his astonishment.

(Y/N) gave him a small smile, her eyes full of empathy. "Because I believe that people should be defined by their character, not just their magical abilities. I see more in you than the absence of magic. Let's keep this between us, alright?"

Gratitude flooded Mash's heart, and he nodded earnestly. "Thank you," he whispered, overwhelmed by her generosity.

As she turned to leave, (Y/N) looked back at him one last time, her eyes filled with a newfound respect. "You're welcome," she replied. "But remember, secrets have a way of shaping us. It's up to you to embrace who you are, magic or not."

With those parting words, she walked away, leaving Mash to ponder the unexpected encounter. Little did he know that this chance meeting with (Y/N) would change the course of his life forever, leading him on a journey of self-discovery, acceptance, and the realization that true strength came from within, magic or no magic.

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random-writing-panda · 11 months

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||•~Old Flames Part 3~•||

Jason Todd (Red Hood) x reader

Warnings: language, alcohol consumption, harassment

Word count: 2.1k

Part 1, Part 2

It’s here part 3! I’ve been so busy with work this week I am absolutely exhausted! I'm so sorry for the wait on this one! I am trying to train myself to find writing a relaxing/de-stress task but I’m not quite there yet so its still taking a bit to get motivated to write. Thank you all so so much for the support and love I’m so excited and happy that people are enjoying my writing. Thank you to all the people who asked to be tagged!

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After your argument with Red Hood you start avoiding Jason like the plague and during this time you get closer with the mysterious stranger at work. Will Jason try to win you back or lose you forever?

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You had been miserable the last week. You were second guessing every decision you had made, had you over reacted? Maybe he would have told you eventually? No, he should have told you as soon as he found you. You couldn’t back down now. If he wanted you in his life he could come back on his hands and knees with some answers, any answers really.

The turmoil inside you was showing on your body in very noticeable ways, dark circles framed your eyes from restless nights, you hadn’t been eating well and your skin looked dull. You truly couldn’t care less about what you looked like you were trying to stay calm over the fact that you had just sent your best friend away, potentially forever, because of a moment of anger, you had to keep reminding yourself you deserved better than his lies, it didn’t make it any easier.

Work was surprisingly the only thing getting you through, at least here you could keep busy, chit chat with the old ladies that came in for their tea and coffee, you could ignore the stabbing feeling in your heart for the hours you were running around the store.

“Well, you look just about as crappy as I feel.” You look up from the benchtop you were wiping down and saw the handsome man from a few weeks ago, you recognised the same gorgeous green eyes, he was right, they looked as tired as yours did.

“Having a rough week?” You let out a small chuckle at his exasperated sigh.

“You have no idea.” He stepped up to the bench leaning against it with his hip.

“Same as last time?”

This made him smile and there was a glint of mischief in his tired eyes, “You remember my order? Already?” He nods, confirmation of his order.

“You are a memorable person.” You shrugged and started brewing his coffee. “You know you still haven’t given me your name, I feel like I’m at a disadvantage!” you teased as your hand moved over your name tag.

“I don’t need that to remember your name darling, you’re quite memorable yourself. Plus, no Name just adds to my mysterious charm don’t you think?”

“Cute.” You look at him with one eyebrow raised. “But a name would be helpful, what am I supposed to put on the cup?” you joke with him almost effortlessly it felt like talking with an old friend it felt natural. It felt right.

“Fine if you need a name so bad,” he smirks, “its Ronaldo Fitzgerald”.

You roll your eyes and turn the cup to him, “Don’t know if that will fit on the cup.”

“mm” He hums in agreement nodding his head, “Well if you want a different name, you could go on a date with me some time.”

Your eyebrows raise and your lip’s part slightly, suddenly your mouth feels a little dry. You ponder his request for a moment, he was attractive enough, from the interactions you’ve had you seemed to get along pretty well. But it was still Gotham, you had to be careful. “Well, my shift finishes in a few minutes, if you stick around we can have some drinks and a little food?” you looked over to the wall, it truly had been great timing, five minutes left.

He smiled, a genuine smile, not a half smile, not his smirk, just a smile. “That sounds perfect darling, I’ll go take a seat.”

He walked over to a table while you had a quick chat with your coworker who was taking over. You quickly pack your belongings into your bag and make your way over to the table.

“I believe you owe me a name Mr..?”

“Oh, but does this count as a date?”

“Why wouldn’t it?”

“This is more like two friends having afternoon tea, not really romantic.”

“Is this you asking for a second date? Already? Better be careful, might start thinking you like me.” You laugh a little as your coworker places your favourite drink down on the table and you nod and thank them.

“of course, I like you.”

That took you by shock. “Why? You don’t even know me yet.”

“Well, I like what I’ve seen so far, and I’m sure I will like everything else.” There was such sincerity in his eyes it made your heart flutter ever so slightly.

“You said that I look as bad as you feel, what’s happening in your life Mr mysterious?”

He leant back in the chair his arms up resting his head back into his knotted hands. “I kinda did something stupid and really upset a friend of mine…” his tone had an amused cadence to it but his physicality showed something closer to embarrassment, his relaxed posture turning ridged and a slight blush creeping onto his face, his eyes were glued to the ground.

“How badly did you fuck up?” you were curious, intrigued by how similar your situations had turned out to be, sipping your drink you watch him lift his head and press his lips together as they formed a thin line, and he almost pouted at you, he looked like a child being scolded.

“Pretty bad…I think I might have ruined our friendship.” He looked back down to the floor, and you watch him sigh deeply, “It was so stupid too I don’t know why I didn’t just talk to them…”

“Well how long have you been friends?”

“Ah-…that’s…also complicated.” He grimaced.

“You seem like a very complicated man.” A small chuckle escapes you.

“You have no idea. Anyhow, we were friends, honestly more like family since we were little kids but when I got a bit older things got…”

“Complicated?”

You see his body jerk a little and hear a quick exhale as he tried not to laugh. “Yeah, we ended up getting closer again but then I did this stupid thing and I think I lost them…”

“Well, I don’t know what you did but if I were the friend id just want you to apologise and explain the situation.” Were you projecting? Maybe? Was it still good advice? You hoped so.

He ran his finger across the back of his neck and rubbed at it sheepishly. “Yeah, I just haven’t had the guts to face them yet, they were always pretty scary.”

This made you laugh; a full-blown belly laugh that shook your entire body, the man in front of you looked like a body builder, was six feet tall, and was decked out in a leather jacket, everything about him screamed intimidating but here he sat scared to face his friend. You felt a little bad laughing at his expense, but it was all too adorable not too. After a few moments you hear his light chuckles.

“Yeah, I suppose it sounds a little silly.”

“No, no I’m sorry, it’s just, you,” You waved your hands in front of you gesturing at his entire body. “Being scared of someone is hard to imagine. In all seriousness though you should just go talk to them, the longer you wait the worse it will be.”

“Yeah, I know you’re right. Ill talk to them.” He looked at you with those eyes, those gorgeous eyes that reminded you of some lost fondness like remembering a childhood pet, and they were filled with determination.

The two of you spent the better part of an hour chatting before exchanging numbers and parting ways, you were so glad you accepted his offer it was the best date you had been on in a long time. As you looked down at your phone now holding his contact information you realised, he still hadn’t given you his name.

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After listening about how you mystery man was going to fix his issues with his friend you felt a heaviness overcome you, there were so many emotions mixed inside you, you felt as though you could drown in them, you were angry that he was going to fix his situation but Jason couldn’t come fix yours, you felt so much guilt about being angry but more than anything you were still just sad, you missed Jason perhaps more than when you thought he was dead.

You had to do something to distract yourself, so you made your way to your favourite bar. You are about five drinks in when the bartender pipes up starting to chat with you.

“Anymore and you might drown.” He teased.

“Thatss the point!” you hadn’t realised how tipsy you were getting but your slurred words gave you some clarity, part of you knew you should stop, leave and go back to home to sleep off the emotions but the other part of you won, the part that was filled with emotions and tears and Jason, the part of you that you wanted to drown out.

“Drinking your problems won’t fix em’”.

“No but it’ll make me forget them!” you happily chirped as you took another drink.

The bartender sighed and walked away. You sat at the bar and continued nursing drinks for a few hours and as you walked out of the bar you cursed yourself out, it was hard for you to walk straight and it felt like the sidewalk was spinning like a carousel, you placed a palm on the building next to you and dragged you hand over the cool bricks and cement trying to steady yourself.

You only make it a few blocks when you hear whistles and footsteps, a group of men cross the street, their eyes set on you, you beg your brain to move your feet faster and they do but in your intoxicated state you end up stumbling over your own feet.

“Hey sweetheart what’s a pretty girl like you doin’ out so late?” one of the men shout from behind you and you can hear the others snickering.

You push yourself off the wall and start walking again, the throbbing in your temples was not helping you see straight.

“Hey! it’s not nice to ignore people little lady!” one of the men grabs you shoulder spinning you around to face them.

“I’m..jusst trying to go…home..” you stutter out and try to pull away.

“Why go home when you can have some fun with us darling?” the look on his face was downright malicious.

“Don’t call me that! jusst want to go home…please leave.” You were scared now the throbbing had turned to pounding now and there was so much pressure on your brain you thought your head might explode, this wasn’t safe but there was no way for you to get away from this.

“The lady wants to go home so why don’t you unhand her?” a new voice chimed in, it was one you recognised and as the group of men turned you saw the mystery man from the café, your date.

“How about you keep moving and mind your business, man.” One of the men stepped towards him, ready to, wanting to fight.

“Oh, you really don’t want to do that.” you café date was smirking as he shifted his stance ready to fight.

Before you knew it punches were being thrown and you were tossed to the floor by the man holding you, it didn’t help with the spinning. It was hard for you to focus on the fight all you knew was that the was a lot of cursing and groans, you catch glimpses through you spinning vision and it looks like the group of men were losing, it was incredible, a few were on the floor covered in blood and you watched as your date landed a hit right into one mans jaw, you swear you heard a crunch of broken bones. After an agonising few minutes your date was the last one standing, they had gotten a few hits in, his busted lip and bruises were already prominent as he walked over to you.

“What are you doing here…?” you slurred out as he pulled you up into his arms. “Stalking me…”

“More like saving you.” He softly grabbed you chin and moved you face left and right checking for any injuries. “Did they hurt you?”

You shake your head before you realised how bad of a decision that was the movement sends the world spinning again and you rest your forehead on his chest groaning loudly.

“Okay come on Darling lets get you home, where do you live?” when you didn’t respond he looked down and saw your closed eyes. “Oh god seriously? Fuck, fine come on then.” He groans and pulls you up into his arms as he carries you down the streets one of his arms wrapped around your back and the other tucked under your knees as he pulled you close to his chest.

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sincerely-sofie · 3 months

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One writing idea that I think could be interesting is a piece exploring how Kip and Twig’s relationship with Grovyle developed during the dark future and after they found out that Twig used to know Grovyle. Since it seems like Grovyle’s attack at Crystal Cave was much more severe in your version of events than it was implied to be in the game, injuring Kip to the point that he almost died, I was wondering if their dynamic was a bit different then in the game. Like did it take Twig longer than finding out that she and Grovyle used to be friends to be ok with him? I imagine that there would probably be more animosity there since Kip was almost killed by him rather than just beaten up a bit like in the game.

Here you go! Angst train pulling into the station!

Grovyle hadn't suspected for a moment that Charmander was actually Twig— why would he? She was so bold, so self-assured in her every action— nothing like the timid human he'd found scrounging in the dirt for food all those years ago— he would've been quicker to assume that her mudkip partner was really a former human than this rambunctious youth before him. But Dusknoir hadn't been lying when he revealed the little fire-type’s name. Twig was alive. She'd survived not only the blow that sent her falling through time, but the aftermath thereof as well.

Twig was alive, and she hated him.

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It was clear in the Dark Future that she didn't trust him— combined with her partner Mudkip’s own blatant misgivings, he couldn't help how irritated he was by their lack of faith in him. Perhaps it was the built-up frustration of having been framed as a villain for so long now, but he couldn't stand to look them in the eyes while they watched him with such open suspicion. Even after hearing his side of Dusknoir's tale, one that wasn't woven thickly with falsehoods, she was wary.

“Maybe…” She paused and considered before continuing to address her partner. It was the first time Grovyle had seen her hesitate. “Maybe Dusknoir would tell us if he's lying. He would, right? We can go back and ask him. This has to be a misunderstanding. It has to be—”

“I find it hard to believe waking up tied to a stockade with executioners preparing to gut you alive is a simple misunderstanding,” he scoffed.

She rounded on him. “What, do you think you're any better? You almost killed Kip! Why should I believe you're not just trying to get a chance to finish the job? I can believe Dusknoir more than I can someone like you. Without him, he would've died!”

The mudkip— so Kip was his name, then— set a paw on her clenched fist at her side. “I think he's right. We can't go back to Dusknoir. Sticking together is the best thing we can do right now.”

“I don't trust him!”

“Then there's still no reason for us to continue on together.” Grovyle couldn't help the bitter scowl that found its way onto his face. “I wish you luck, but don't follow me again unless you believe my story.”

She called after him as he stormed off. “Go kick rocks, you fricking jerkwad!”

(He should have recognized her odd vocabulary. He should have known. He shouldn’t have abandoned her before, nor at that moment. Twig was always so small. She couldn't keep herself safe in a fight. He'd regret treating her so coldly for the rest of his days.)

***

Twig tackled him out of the way of Dusknoir's attack as Grovyle stood in stunned horror. She'd been there the whole time— she was alive, she was right there next to him—his mind was going hundreds of miles an hour and yet had ground to a halt at the same time. The noise of pain she made when her tail was caught in the path of torrential shadows jolted him back into awareness.

Celebi called his name. The passage of time was ready. His every thought might be stuttering back and forth between rapid fire anxiety and blank-minded stupor, but he didn't need to think to know he had to get Twig out of harm's way. She darted for Mudkip, arms outstretched, but Grovyle caught her under his arm in a dash for the passage of time, barely noticing that she grabbed the boy by his scarf and bundled him up in her arms as they passed.

He threw himself through the Passage as it closed, managed to turn himself in the air so that he'd break Twig's fall when they hit the ground— and the first thing she did as he lay dazed and in pain wasn't to fret over him like she always had as a human, but instead was to rush over to where Mudkip had fallen and check him for wounds. When she found none and Grovyle pushed himself up onto his elbows, she pulled her friend into a hug and glared at Grovyle from over his shoulder.

She was alive.

She was alive, and she hated him.

Judging by the venom in her gaze as she tightened her embrace protectively around her new partner, that wouldn't change anytime soon.

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Kip offered his old home as shelter for the unlikely trio. That night was an uneasy one— it seemed none of them were quite ready to relax enough to sleep after nearly being executed not even a day ago— but one by one, they all dropped off.

Grovyle was the first to wake. It was a grounding ritual to watch the sunrise, and he never missed the opportunity while in this era, so he quietly slipped outside and settled onto the ground to watch as the ocean reflected pinks and golds amongst vivid blues. He took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, letting the bite of the cold dawn air settle his nerves.

Twig's appearance beside him did away with whatever progress he'd made towards calm.

She hugged her arms tightly against herself, teeth chattering as she stared at him with a vicious hatred in her eyes. “You didn't finish the job last night,” she muttered lowly.

It took a moment for Grovyle to grasp what she meant. “I don't have any grudge against Kip. There's no need to worry about that.”

“You almost killed him. What do you mean you don't have a grudge against Kip?”

“I mean exactly what I said. Twig, I'm sorry that we reunited like this, but I'm so relieved that—”

“Don't. Don't act like we're friends. Maybe I was dumb enough before to think you were a good person, but I'm not so stupid now. I know exactly what things you'd do to get your way. Just because you're on a mission to save the world doesn't make you any less of a terrible person.”

He swallowed dryly. “I…”

“Kip nearly died because of you. Do you even know that? I keep saying it, but it's like it doesn't land in your head. He almost died. I was practically holding him in one piece after Dusknoir showed up and you ran off. There was—” Her voice broke. “There was blood everywhere, and I couldn't get it all off of me until I healed up enough to wash myself.”

Legends and Life, she was shaking so hard. “He… He wouldn't stand down. I had to get to the time gear. Azelf would have lowered the crystals if—”

“If what? If you beat him within an inch of his life?”

His words were barely audible. “A mortal can't kill a Legend. He would have survived.”

She gave him a look of such potent disgust that he wondered how much further he would have sunk without her there to keep him on the straight and narrow. As a human, she was always arguing for peaceful solutions— things like subterfuge and stealth— where he was inclined to leap in head first with a more… direct approach. They'd been separated for only a year now, hadn't they? And look at the lengths he'd stooped to achieve his mission.

“You're awful,” she hissed. “Don't think that just because I used to know you or whatever that we're friends now. We're not. You didn't care about me before you knew my name. Remember that.”

She stormed off, heading back into Kip’s home.

She was right. That was the worst part. He didn't care before he learned who she once was, and by letting his desperation to save the world harden his heart against any chance for mercy, he'd turned to a depth of cruelty he didn't recognize himself in.

Twig hated him.

And in that moment, Grovyle couldn't help but hate himself.

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Illicit Affairs

Eris x Reader

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Warnings: slight angst, SMUT, Eris honestly being hot, petnames

A/N: Welcome to Day Two of my 1k Celebration!! I haven’t written for Eris yet but you lovely Eris blogs and shippers have inspired me. I hope I did our fire prince justice.

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“Are you alright y/n?” Rhysand asked, his gentle voice combined with Feyre’s look of concern pulled me from my memories of that night.

I cleared my throat, nodding my head in answer “When will I be leaving?” I asked the high lord and lady.

“A few days from now, Az will winnow you there and Feyre and I will be your primary contacts we will be checking in with you regularly to see what information you can gather while you’re there”

“And Eris?” I questioned

“We still don’t trust him. We aren’t sure whether he is really on our side and willing to help overthrow his father or if its all a ploy to understand the weaknesses of our court, you will help make that determination with your time spent at the Forest House” Rhys said as he locked eyes with his mate, giving her shoulder a firm squeeze.

I had never met Eris Vanserra, but from the way he was talked about here I didn’t trust him. Mor was one of my dearest friends and while she was still sparse with the details of her betrothal to him, there was obviously some underlying darkness, some hidden identity that he refused to share, and I was determined to learn everything about him.

Rhys and Feyre dismissed me and I made my way to my room to start packing and think through my strategy.

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Before I knew it I was saying goodbye.

“Remember to watch your back, Beron has spies everywhere.” Az whispered into my ear as he pulled away “Trust no one”

“You trained me well Az” I said softly back to him “I’ll be okay”

With a nod he disappeared into the shadows and so my mission began.

I turned and walked up the gravel path towards the Forest House. I took in the details of the manor as it came into view, it was easily five stories and looked to be made of brick, the subtle red of each stone in contrast to the vibrant green scenery surrounding the home. I also immediately noticed that there were lots of windows on what I assumed to be the main floors. I will constantly be watched. I thought to myself as I took in the place that would be my home for the next two weeks.

As I approached the front door, I heard a subtle growl to my right. I turned slowly to find a massive black dog, his pointed ears alert and his eyes studying my every move.

“Hello there” I said, curling my hand and holding it out to the hound “I won’t hurt you” I said taking a step toward it. The dog cocked its head to the side as though it was contemplating my words when a high-pitched whistle startled me, must be its master, I thought as it immediately ran past me disappearing around the corner of the house.

I turned around looking for the hound when a figure approached. My eyes widened and I could hear my heart pounding in my chest as I recognized him.

“You” he said. His eyes wide, as he scanned over my body. He sounded surprised like my presence in his court was unplanned.

“You?” I threw back at him.

I never thought I would see him again.

When I led him into an abandoned room in the Court of Nightmares, I did so under the expectation that after our interaction we would go our separate ways. He was a mysterious stranger at a ball, and I needed something to make me feel alive. I had no idea who he was that night, and now my impulsive one-night stand was haunting me.

“What are you doing here?” he questioned

“I’m here as the emissary to the Night Court.”

“So, Rhysand sent you” he stated “I figured he would send one of his winged sidekicks. How delighted I am that he chose…differently”

“Last time we met we never officially exchanged names” I said nervously “I’m y/n” I stuck my hand out in way of greeting and immediately felt ridiculous for it, but before I could retract it he took a step towards me, grasping my hand in his as he pressed a gentle kiss to it.

“Lovely to formally meet you y/n, I’m Eris”

I tried maintain my composure, even though he just told me that he was Eris. He was the target I was watching, and I already had an intimate relationship with him.

This was going to be the longest mission of my life.

Before I could say anything that would compromise my position, we were interrupted by one of the houseworkers. A sweet woodland nymph from the looks of it. She cleared her throat gently to get our attention.

“My apologies sir. I was told to take lady y/n to her quarters” she bowed her head to the fire prince as she spoke.

“Of course… carry on” he said dismissively. He began to walk away from me but turned back suddenly

“I’ll be seeing you around y/n” he said with a smirk, letting out a high-pitched whistle that sent his hounds running.

I learned the nymph’s name was Juniper, she went by June for short she showed me to the room I would be staying in and I had to admit I was taken aback by the quarters.

I was on the fourth floor and the space was far nicer than I expected, there was a comfortable living area with a couch, two large chairs, and an ornate fireplace the mantle decorated with the traditional colors of autumn; red, green, orange, yellow, and purple. Along the back wall of the room was a large four poster bed and matching nightstands. The bathroom was just as elegant, a large soaking tub, a shower, a dressing room, and a large vanity with two sinks occupied the space.

I walked into the dressing room to change out of my traveling clothes, opting for a simple champagne colored slip dress and a robe. Juniper said something about a dinner later and I figured I would rest before that. I would need to be on top of my game tonight. no mistakes.

A knock sounded at my door, drawing my attention away from tonight and onto whoever was on the other side.

I opened it slowly taking in the sight of him leaning in the frame, I hated to admit it but he looked delicious in the doorway his red hair slightly out of place and his arms crossed over his broad chest.

“Eris?” I questioned “what are you doing here?”

“I take my duties as host quite seriously and decided that I needed to assess whether the room was to your liking” he raised his eyebrow suggestively

“It is, although I am surprised you have time for such menial tasks”

“May I come in?” he asked

“it’s your house, who am I to keep a prince from where he chooses to be” I said opening the door wide so he could step through.

“It’s my father’s house” he said “but that’s just a technicality”

“Thank you for enlightening me, your highness.” I feigned a bow, which seemed to entertain him as he smirked at the gesture.

“I’m getting the sense that you’re angry seeing me again” he said taking a seat on the couch spreading his legs wide as he rested his hands behind his head. He was completely at ease here. He thought he was in control of this.

“I’m not angry at you, we were strangers at the time…and how was I to know that I was fucking the future high lord of the autumn court”

He stood at that, taking a step towards me. I had to crane my head to meet his eyes. Gods he was so tall…and so muscular… and fuck…stop thinking about him like that. I thought to myself

“Would you have done anything differently had you known my identity” he said

“No” I said nervously, his head coming to rest beside my ear

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten one detail of that night kitten” he purred

“Neither have I” I choked out

His face lingered beside my ear; I turned my head slightly to meet his gaze. I could feel the tension between us, all the unsaid words that passed with each thump of my heart.

Fuck it.

I leaned forward capturing his lips with mine. I could tell he was caught off guard by my actions but he quickly recovered bringing his hand to cup my face deepening the kiss.

I fisted the material of his shirt, the top buttons already undone as I pulled him into me

“So eager” he said against my lips as he hoisted me into his arms his hands cupping my ass as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

“Shut up” I said back trailing kisses down the column of his neck as he walked us towards the bed. I quickly threw my slip over my head before he threw me down without hesitation, his arms caging me in as he captured my lips with his. This time he was in control, and he wanted me to feel it. This kiss was passionate, it was pure fire as he kissed down my neck until he reached my chest.

His hands were so warm as he kneaded my breasts, taking each nipple into his mouth before kissing his way down my body, until his mouth was right where I wanted him most. I arched into his touch, desperate for some kind of contact.

“Please…” I panted

He removed my panties torturously slow, relishing in my desperation no doubt. He licked his lips as he took in the sight of me fully naked below him, spread out like his own personal feast.

“I’ve been thinking about this since the moment I laid eyes on you again” before I could respond, he pushed a finger into me curling it in just the right way. I practically screamed at the sensation.

“Fuck, you’re dripping for me” he moaned “listen to how wet you are” he said as he pushed a second finger into me. I felt slightly embarrassed at the sinful squelching until his thumb found my clit and began rubbing circles in time with his fingers.

“Let’s see if you taste as divine as I remember” without further warning, he dove in his tongue between my folds, licking a stripe from my entrance to my throbbing clit

“Sweet like honey” he said with a wolfish grin

It didn’t take long for my orgasm to build, and before I knew it that rubber band low in my belly was strung tight and my walls began to clench around his fingers. He licked his fingers clean, a smirk on his face, he was obviously very proud of his work.

I took a minute to catch my breath before throwing my leg over his and flipping us so that I was straddling him

“Now it’s your turn” I said as I unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it down his arms. He took my queue and threw it on the floor, resting on his elbows to watch me as I slunk down the mattress until I was on my knees, at eye level with his straining erection.

I took my time unlacing and removing his boots, this was supposed to be a tease. Once satisfied, I undid his belt and he lifted his hips allowing me to pull his pants off. As I did his cock sprang free bobbing up to his navel, my mouth instantly watered at the sight of him. He was so big.

I grasped him in my hand, my fingers barely touched as they wrapped around his thick length, he let out a hiss of approval as I lowered my head to him, running my tongue along the head of his cock before taking him fully in my mouth. I relaxed my throat to take him further and he threw his head back bringing his hand to twist my hair, wrapping it in around his hand to control my movements.

“That’s a good fucking girl” he gritted as he looked down at me “You look so pretty like this…with my cock in your mouth”

I hummed in response, using my hands to rub the length of him that didn’t fit in my mouth.

“Fuck kitten…I wont last long if you keep that up” he said “and I want to cum buried deep in that tight little pussy of yours”

I grinned up at him, allowing him to take control.

He guided me up so that I was straddling him my legs resting on either side of him as he fisted his cock collecting my juices as he slowly guided me onto him. I clasped my hands around his neck, and I could feel every ridge of him as he filled me completely.

He let me set the pace, resting his hands on my ass as he encouraged me to grind against him. I began slowly but increased my pace as my pussy stretched to accommodate him. “Harder Eris, I- I need you deeper” I begged unable to reach the spot I needed him most.

“As you wish” he said with a wicked grin “Hold on tight kitten”

With that he lifted us, turning us around so my back was to the mattress he took one of my legs lifting it to rest on his shoulder and I already felt the change his cock practically hitting my cervix as he drove into me. This new angle was absolutely glorious.

Eris set a relentless pace, the only sounds in the room were my moans and skin slapping as he took his pleasure from me. I lowered my leg from his shoulder wrapping them around his waist to pull him deeper into me and he brought his hands to grip my waist practically pulling me into each thrust.

“Oh fuck…” I managed to moan out “I’m so close”

“Say my name” he commanded as he gripped my hips “Say my name when you cum on my cock”

“Oh gods, Eris” I moaned as my orgasm barreled through me

His thrusts became erratic as he followed me over the edge, his hands dug into my hips as he came inside me with a the most sinful sounding moan.

Our combined releases slowly trickled out of me as he pulled out, tucking me into his side, his arm resting around me cradling me to his chest.

As I lay there basking in the after-sex glow, my body thrummed with satisfaction I mean it just felt so…right with Eris. It was then that the mission, and the reason I was here crossed my mind and I needed to get back on the right track.

“You should probably go, before anyone wonders where you’ve gone off to” I said softly as I traced circles on his bare chest. He pressed a kiss to my temple, bringing his hand to interlock with mine rubbing his thumb along my palm.

It felt very…intimate.

“If you insist kitten” he said standing to retrieve his clothes from around the room. I couldn’t help but admire him as he stood, his muscles rippling as he got dressed. I sat up tucking the covers under my arms to cover my breasts.

“Thank you for…making the room so comfortable, you really saw to my every need” I said

“Always a pleasure to be of service” he replied as he tied his boots and stood making his way towards the door.

“See you later fox boy” I said giving him a snarky salute

He shook his head, hiding a glimmer of a smile “Dinner is in an hour, you should probably wash the smell of me off” he said as he opened the “not that I mind, I quite like my scent all over you” and with that he left, the door closing quietly behind him.

I heeded Eris’ advice and took a bath, making sure to lather myself in the lavender soap as I scrubbed my skin pink making sure to erase his scent. That was the last thing I needed to deal with during my time here. I already fucked up by sleeping with him…for the second time.

I climbed out of the bath, toweling my skin dry as I padded to the dressing room. I would wear classic Night Court black; it seemed the most suitable for an official court dinner. That was until I noticed a large black box with a red bow, and on top was a note.

I snatched it from its position and opened it quickly, my eyes scanning over the intricate script.

Do me the honor of wearing this to the court dinner tonight, you would look stunning in my colors. -E

I chastised myself for smiling as I read the note. I would not fall for his wiles, no matter how good he was in bed. I opened the box revealing a gorgeous dress. It was a strapless a-line in a deep forest green with gold leaves embroidered along the bodice. I thought that the color would look incredible alongside Eris’ auburn hair.

“Well, it would be rude to refuse a gift from my host” I said to myself as I held the dress to my body in the mirror.

I quickly dressed and made my way downstairs. As I walked the corridors of the Forest House, the sound of music wafted through the halls directing me towards the ballroom where the dinner party seemed to be in full swing.

I stepped into the room taking stock of my surroundings, Beron had gone all out for this dinner. Emissaries from each court were present and he had spared no expense the crystal chandeliers, banners, musicians, cooks, all indications he was looking to impress.

Eris noticed me almost immediately and grabbed a glass of a sparkling drink and made his way over to me.

“For you” he said extending the glass towards me

“Well, this place really just anticipates all my needs” I joked

“We aim to please here in the Autumn Court”

“Well you have surely succeeded, on more than one occasion” I said taking a sip from the glass

“I see you got my gift” Eris said, his eyes raking over my dress for the evening “and I must say you look absolutely delicious” he smirked at the insinuation

“Perhaps you could come by later and I’ll treat you to a nice dessert. It’s the least I can do to repay you for your hospitality” I said playfully

Our conversation was cut short as a woman approached, her elegant deep red gown indicating she maintained a high position in the court.

“Y/n- I am so sorry” he said quickly changing his body language as the woman appeared at his side.

“Hello Darling” the woman said in way of greeting. I had to admit she was beautiful. Her brown hair done in an intricate braided style that cascaded down her back in just the right way and her eyes, they were a combination of green and grey a sharp contrast to Eris’ blazing amber.

She emerged and took his hand in her own, leaning into his shoulder, her other hand coming to rest on his chest. Which was her intention no doubt. Everything about her screamed control.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me” she asked Eris, his hand came to rest upon hers. She seemed to relax at his touch, but I noticed the slight tensing of his jaw and the flare of his eyes like he wasn’t at all pleased with her request but would oblige.

“Of course” he looked directly at me, his eyes burning into mine “This is y/n, she is an emissary of the Night Court and is staying with us for a few weeks”

“And y/n this is Katerina” there was a brief pause before he continued

“my fiancée”

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s3x-repulsed-warnings-and-recs · 2 years

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Shows that I’ve watched with none-to-few sex scenes

(Part 1)

Merlin (2008)

- No sex scenes in the entire series

IMDB Summery: These are the brand new adventures of Merlin, the legendary sorcerer as a young man, when he was just a servant to young Prince Arthur on the royal court of Camelot, who has soon become his best friend, and turned Arthur into a great king and a legend.

Reasons I liked:

- its gay (in my heart and in the magic metaphor)

- slow burn enemies to best friends (to lovers /j)

- kinda spooky sometimes ??

- homophobic (magic metaphor) dad gets what he deserves

Criminal Minds (2005)

[I do not recommend this show if you are triggered by discussion or depiction of sexual assault, or excessive violence. There’s a list of episode specific warnings at the bottom of this section. ]

[if you're looking for an episodic investigative type show with a much more funny and light-hearted tone that also has an autistic coded main character with the name Spencer (insert doofenshmirtz nickel meme here), Psych is pretty great]

- many episodes revolve around sex related crimes but these can be easily skipped over without missing many plot details

- some implied scenes where people have sex- characters kissing very passionately -but there are few and can be easily skipped over without missing many plot details

IMDB Summery: The cases of the F.B.I. Behavioral Analysis Unit (B.A.U.), an elite group of profilers who analyze the nation's most dangerous serial killers and individual heinous crimes in an effort to anticipate their next moves before they strike again.

Reasons I liked:

- its an anthology (I love anthologies)

- good actors playing interesting characters

- spencer reid is asexual and no one can convince me otherwise

TWs: this is a list of possible triggers relating to harm to children, harm to animals, and sexual assault for each episode. I pulled it from a comment on reddit by u/princessgalaxy43 on this post. I’d also recommend taking a look at Does The Dog Die?’s page on Criminal Minds before you watch.

Literally any cartoon that is targeted at kids

My Recommendations:

- Dead End: Paranormal Park

IMDB Summery: Two teens and a talking pug team up to battle demons at a haunted theme park and maybe even save the world from a supernatural apocalypse.

Reasons I liked:

(I haven’t finished it yet I’m sorry)

- its gay & trans!!!

- spooky

- neurodivergent rep

- The Owl House

IMDB Summery: Accidentally sent to the world of the Boiling Isles before a trip to summer camp, a teenage human named Luz longs to become a witch, with the rebellious Eda and pint-sized demon King at her aid.

Reasons I liked:

- its gay

- I relate to the characters

- cool magic system

- also a cool magic school that isn’t homo/transphobic

- character development

- Gravity Falls

IMDB Summery: Twin siblings Dipper and Mabel Pines spend the summer at their great-uncle's tourist trap in the enigmatic Gravity Falls, Oregon.

Reasons I liked:

- it’s gravity falls

- cool villian

- ~mystery~

- nice sibling duo

- Steven Universe

IMDB Summery: A team of intergalactic warriors fights to protect the Earth, but the combination of three highly trained beings and one quirky young boy leaves the team struggling to overcome the dangerous scenarios that are put in front of them.

Reasons I liked:

- it’s gay

- there’s banger music

- steven is the sweetest person on the planet

- Infinity Train

(highly recommend, it’s underrated)

IMDB Summery: Various people find themselves on a mysterious train with an endless number of cars, each one being its own universe, and they must find a way to get home in this animated anthology series.

Reasons I liked:

- interesting concept

- good characters

- cool character design

- it’s an anthology (i love anthologies)

- Over The Garden Wall

(also highly recommend, also underrated but probably because it’s a limited series)

IMDB Summery: Two brothers find themselves lost in a mysterious land and try to find their way home.

Reasons I liked:

- cool character designs

- elijah wood can voice act ?!

- singing frog

- villian is an eldritch horror

#asexual #sex repulsed #tv #tv shows #tv recommendations #lgbt #lgbtq #ace #merlin #bbc merlin #criminal minds #over the garden wall #infinity train #steven universe #gravity falls #the owl house #dead end paranormal park #asexual friendly #ace friendly

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Ponify Your Horizons Lore

Ack! I just posted but the promise of being able to share my lore with everyone was too great. This au is a fun one and I think it deserves to have its lore written out for everyone to enjoy. Buckle up, this one is a long one. And as always, let me know what you think. I love hearing from people!

Some basic things out of the way. Every breed (earth pony, pegasus, and unicorn) can use magic to some extent. Unicorns are much better at it and have much wider variety though, earth ponies and pegasi can only do like one spell each.

The Main Trio:

Liko: She's a young unicorn from a small town going to school in the big city. One day she was given a mysterious jewel (the Element of Magic) by her grandma and she became determined to figure out what is was. Especially after some strange unicorn and his Kirin lackies attacked her to try and get it. She doesn't have her cutie mark yet, but she shows an aptitude for empathetic magics such as being able to assess other's emotions and shield spells.

Roy: He's an earth pony colt from a small town with a love of adventure. He's always wanted to travel the world, like the pegasi do. He hasn't gotten his cutie mark yet but he shows an interest in navigation, using the soil as his guide. He met Liko when she was trying to hide from that strange unicorn.

Dot: She's an earth pony filly travelling with the RVT. Her mother sent her there when she failed to find her cutie mark anywhere at home. She's not too thrilled and mostly stays holed up in her room. She does show an interest in mechanics however. Liko is obsessed with being her friend and helping her find her cutie mark. Dot developed a crush on her because of this.

The RVTS:

Friede: He's a pegasus who rescued Liko and Roy from that mysterious unicorn and his Kirin. He promised to help Liko find out what her pendant really was and when they do, help her find the remaining Elements of Harmony. His magic allows him to shoot lightning from his wings.

Orla: She'd a pegasus who maintains the ship as its handywoman. Her magic allows her to create tailwinds with her winds, aiding in flying the ship.

Murdock: He's and earth pony who cooks for the crew and primarily takes care of Dot. His magic allows him to rapidly grow plant life, bringing them to harvest ready status.

Mollie: She's a unicorn and is the medic of the crew. Her magic is all healing focused, knowing a great many spells to heal all sorts of ailments. Liko really looks up to her.

Lucius: Lucius was a unicorn who ended up befriending five other creatures, all not ponies. They traveled the lands as the best of friends collectively growing to be known as the Six Heroes. Among this group was Gibeon, though he was rarely included. One day this group went to a place called Paradise (Area Zero) to stop a great evil. Paradise was a haven inhabited by a strange breed of unicorn who utilized paradox magics. In the depths of Paradise, they found a tree holding six colorful stones, the Elements of Harmony. When the Six Heroes vanquished the evil with these Elements, Lucius ascended and became an alicorn, promising to always protect the peace.

Gibeon: He's a unicorn the accompanied the Six Heroes on their journeys, assisting them in battle but never truly being recognized. He was furious when the Elements did not choose him as a barer, but the light of its magic did grant him with immortality. He rejected Lucius and ran away to live in Paradise, studying the Elements tirelessly, trying to figure out how he may gain their power and ascend as well. Eventually it struck him that he just could not do it alone and he needed five saps to help him.

The Explorers:

Amethio: He's a unicorn born in Paradise and is Gibeon's younger son. He was trained day and night since he was little on how to use his magic and on how he needs to acquire the Elements. He had two Kirin help him train. His magics allow him to control shadows as if they were tangible things, even being able to set them on fire, hence his cutie mark. He's serious and rarely has time for fun, even though Zirc and Onia try to be there for him.

Spinel: He's a unicorn from the outside (aka not Paradise). He likes to think of himself as the master of all magics, although it frustrates him to no end that he cannot fathom paradox magic. He specializes is surveillance spells such as camera like orbs of magic, hypnosis, and mind reading. No one really trusts him but he is in charge of the airship they use to travel around the region.

Coral: She's a pegasus from the outside. She's wild, likes to fight, and barely listens to what she's told. She's often used for scouting purposes although she wished she could do something more fun. Her magic allows her to create blizzards with her wings.

Sidian: He's a unicorn born in Paradise and is Gibeon's older son. He was trained from the day he was born on how to locate gemstones and that became his special magic. His horn is shattered so his gem finding spell is the only one he can use, all the others just explode. His magics allow him to read and utilize the resonance of the gemstones he finds, allowing him to absorb their inherent magic and fire it through his hooves. He is know as the Secret Weapon of the Explorers due to them using him to find the Elements and generally being the most powerful, though his magic can be difficult to aim upwards. He is more often than not forced to stay on the airship.

Chalce: She is an earth pony from the outside. She's the level headed one, working together with Spinel to come up with plans for the Explorers. Her magic allows her to control plant life, bending to her whim. She tried to act like a mother to Amethio and Sidian, since they never knew either of theirs, but they don't really like her.

Zirc and Onia: These two are Kirin who lived on the mountains the surround Paradise. The two stumbled upon Amethio one day, struggling with his fire magic, and they offered to help, since being Kirin they know a thing or two about fire. Gibeon heard of this and was pleased enough to delegate raising Amethio to them, with him regularly checking in. Ever since they've been grunts of the Explorers, steering the airship and keeping an eye on Gibeon's sons outside of Paradise.

And I think that's it for now. Wow was that long but I just had a lot to say lol. Let me know what you think and if I missed anyone you wanted to hear about! Stay lovely everyone!

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A Rant On Some Adventure Games I Played This Year

You know, next to Twitter, I’m glad that tumblr actually lets me rant in a long-form about what I’ve played this year. There’s a lot I played that was amazing, some I didn’t finish, but this has definitely been the year for adventure games for me. I wanted to talk and highlight some of the experiences I found particularily interesting, interesting can be good or bad. I’ll get into it.

GADGET: PAST AS FUTURE

Out of all the adventure games here I’m going to reccomend you all to play, I think this one might be the one I can most easily reccomend. It doesn’t really have puzzles and is more like a two hour multimedia experience. I found the atmosphere of the story itself suffocating and stressful despite it pretty much being a “train simulator”. It reminded me a lot of David Lynch’s work and gave me that same kind of vibe I got watching Lost Highway, my mouth was agape in shock from just... how this game made me feel? It’s not mindblowing, but it sure is a confusing trip, and leaves the player with a lot to digest if they don’t pick up the accompanying materials like the artbook and the novel it has.

9/10.

Easily playable on modern systems thanks to Zomb’s Lair, download here:

https://archive.org/details/GadgetCollection-ZombsLair

TEARS OF BETRAYAL

This game is a confusing one. I found it with some friends over at the Point and Click discord server (if you’re reading this, you guys rule) and I was one of the few who ended up playing it. It’s no longer obtainable by any legal means nowadays, as the site is dead and stuff. They set it up about being a mystery of this guy finding out what happened to his dead wife, but this game is more comedic than scary, but has these moments that can actually be kind of “WHAT?!” at times. I love the vibes it has, the town they live in just feels seedy and... weird? It’s got its charm, basically every character model is a recolor and they made only two models, and it has this INSANE command menu you can click or type to use. If you can make it through it, you’ll find an interesting and unique experience that makes it stand out among other adventure titles.

I wasn’t able to finish it due to a bug, plus the fact the game is surprisingly punishing at times, letting you game over or the only reliable way of getting cash being RNG based, but... Man, this was a charming experience.

Do I Reccomend? No, if you’re new to the genre. Maybe if you’re fine going in with a weird experience.

Download: https://archive.org/details/tears-of-betrayal

FAUST: SEVEN GAMES OF THE SOUL / FAUST: A GAME OF SOULS

If you’ve been following my socials for some time, you’ll know I love this game to death. It’s an experience that I think about almost daily and one that has had an impact on my life in ways I never expected an adventure game ever would. This was published by Cryo Interactive and developed by Arxel Tribe, and is a unique adaptation of the Faust legend without it being too much like the original. What I’m saying is that is has its own place in the land of Faust adaptations, not too derivative. You are Marcellus Faust, an amnesiac man sent to decide the fate of Dreamland, a dilapidated amusement park stuck in the 1930s. There’s a lot more to it, as you get to know and learn about the residents of the park and what led to how it is now. This game is really deep and focuses on a lot of moral dilemmas and flawed characters- how one action can lead to another action and so fourth. It’s hard to talk about this game without spoiling it, but I say play it- it’s a confusing game and one you likely won’t understand at first but one that touched my heart. If you can stomach the graphics and some occasional bad gameplay, you’re in for a treat and what I’d call one of the best adventure games of all time.

Do I reccomend it: Absolutely.

Download:

https://archive.org/details/Faust-ZombsLair

Game Patch:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/12il0SITMfIBKGw0SStSRF7TrGeUZjTqa?usp=share_link

#Point and Click Adventure #point and click #game reviews #gadget: past as future #faust: seven games of the soul #tears of betrayal

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#Letters from Watson #lettersfromwatson

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i'd love more information on tdh if you'd ever like to share

:3 sure thing! i love talking about these guys. they started as my beam saber characters tragedy ("my crew was destroyed by a bigger faction") and i've sort of been expanding them out from there.

the dandy highwaymen are a crew of 8 (9 including jammer, but he doesnt join until about 8 years into them being a crew) of misfits with dissociative disorders. they steal mechas and fence them, or break them down to use for parts. the star sector they're in is in the midst of a cold war between a few huge factions that we don't actually see much of. they usually operate in a 'colder' part of the sector - one with no proxy wars, which is treated as a training ground for soldiers for those proxy wars - but stole a mech known as the 'showstopper' from the front lines. that's the heartstealer, which fluke kept. this mech was a prototype that was going to end up drastically flipping the war into one faction's favour, so of course they noticed, and so sent an agent to infiltrate the crew and send a message that they're not to be fucked with by utterly destroying them and publicizing that destruction in a way that would make similar crews ... nervous about whether or not they had their own mole.

web serial will be in the style of various heists - i'm hoping to hit somewhere between baby driver + now you see me + marielda (friends at the table season) with some character-driven stuff filling out the gaps in between. its a silly tragedy/comedy thing as the audience obviously will have more information than the characters, with some significant romance/mystery/sci-fi mecha bullshit thrown in there. there's a lot of stuff i still need to figure out logistically (which is difficult because this is also a prequel to my fiance's beam saber game and i dont want to make hir reveal too much to me :P) but i enjoy heist stuff and i think superpowering it with mechs rocks.

characters are under the readmore

the members are (in order of joining)

fluke, it/its, it/she if youre feeling Dangerous. a hotshit driver that has a program that can let it operate mechs as if they all had the same controls. its an extremely volatile and intensely emotional person who is just the definition of Hot Mess; it has a thing about being remembered/special.

forge, he/him. forge is the mastermind behind everything and extremely a control freak. he's a bit too logical and a bit too rational. he's also a mechanic, and repairs/dismantles all the mechs. he's extremely good at Making Plans and Leading People but isn't super good at anything else. him and fluke are married, and they met when they were little kids. they started the dandy highwaymen together.

windf4ll / windfall, it/its. this guy is more my fiance's blorbo than mine but i like it so its ok. its an AI that accidentally came into existence when forge + fluke were about 13/14, shortly before they started the highwaymen, because forge left a file running. it's very persecutorial in nature TO forge and cares... immensely about fluke, probably because those two were constantly arguing about whether or not to let it keep living. its very silly funny and also like, insanely fucking powerful.

jackdaw, he/they. jackie is a time traveler, but you're not supposed to know that ;P. they're a very people-focused person, and they really do know how to talk to and keep everyone distracted. in fact, he might talk a Little too much. but that's okay. he's the face/grifter/conartist type of their little group, and has a bad habit of 'savescumming' (kind of works like this) through every moment of his life to try to find the right way to go. they try to present as Very Cool.

lilac, she/they. lilac joined pretty early because she can kind of see the future, a little bit? she can affect fate in a huge way and it was less those guys seeking her out and more her coming to them. she sort of presented herself as knowing So Much Shit and having a lot of control over augmented reality and reality in general, and then was like :) our futures are linked. you're making a crew. i'm joining you. again like this happens when they're all 15 so its kind of funny as hell

laika + tomb joined together, they're kind of inseparable a bit. they'd been hid out on the moon of a planet that TDH's first score - an auction, not a mech stealing thing :P - was on. they were trying to steal back one of laika's inventions and forge + fluke were both impressed while lilac sort of was jsut like teehee... :). so they joined. they both use all pronouns iirc and are sort of a study in the inversion of being too grounded in the world (using social connection as a conduit and not paying attention to yourself) and being too up in your own head (making/creating things). this is also why tomb is a beamsaber giant killer (doesn't have a mech, rips them apart with their bare hands) while laika is a luminary (constantly making new technology).

laika is very bubbly and silly and uh. well. she's also someone who pushes tech/her body specifically very far. 1.) shes a biohacker. 2.) uhhh. well. th. th. it has dog ears

ghost joined arounnnd when they were all 18ish, about 2 years give or take before our story will be starting. she's very easily given to. idk how to describe this... pushing people away or not allowing them to get in super close? but not in a particularly assholeish or even all that obvious way. they were a lonely kid who grew up with the notion that relationships will tie you to bad situations and a lot of her arc is learning that while that can be true it is still important to trust yourself + others. also she can teleport :thumbs up:

aaaand jammer was the head of a squad from the hotseat of the war, the panopticon. he was sent in to play double agent (leaving his sister in charge of that squad which is basically like. i don't know what you'd call the equiv of a black site as a squad but think that. super secret blackops spy type shit that gets its hands Extremely dirty). he's the son of a richguy as well. ofc tdh don't know this. hes kind of the worst in a very pretentious and smarmy way but its ok hes my guy. he kind of ends up falling in love w/ fluke + trusting the rest of TDH and having a pretty huge conflict internally about whether or not he wants to go through with killing them or try to get them out... too bad that his sister both holds the reigns of the panopticon, that she has the asset of a living weapon, and that she does not fucking like him.

#dunwall's most wanted #long post #tdh #thank you for asking i like them lots :-)

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World of Whim 7

We ran for a while....as we did all the people around us reverted back to their usual selves. (Ruby) “Naoh what did you just do?” he lead us to a diner and then started too explain! (Naoh) “I erased his memory of seeing us....and maybe his memory of us in general. It would be an issue if all of the Musicians were able to hunt us down” I guess he was right. We were lucky to of been able to take down Percival...having to fight all the Musicians none stop would essentially be impossible. (Ruby) “Thank you Naoh...I feel like we can actually have a breather for now!” he nodded. (Naoh) “Try not too stand out though, no doubt Percival’s defeat will be found out about so they will at least be trying to find the ones behind it”. He was right, (Ruby) “Okay guys I think we should go back to our every day lives until we come up with a plan”. (Kazuya) “I can agree with that, I think we should maybe do some training too in case we get into another fight”.

Everyone but Maria was taking part in the discussion, “Maria are you going to be okay? Sorry you were forced into this...personally I stepped in when Ruby was being attacked”. (Maria) “I think so...its just the idea of Percival not recognising me is going to be hard to get used too! Its just weird how a day a go we were important too each other but now....I guess we are enemies!”. The three of us went our separate ways, (Naoh) “Now its just us I want to know about that guy who gave you advice before!”. (Ruby) “You mean Ryuto? well I just know him by name...he was at the nurses office right before me on the day I met you after the Mystel incident. I kind of wondered if he was also having headaches but if he gave me advice wouldn’t that mean he already knows about Whim?” He nodded, I decided to ask him about it the next time we bump into each other, having more allies right now would help.

-Meanwhile at a Shrine- (Girl in white) “Hmm so Percival was attacked by a bunch some mysterious individuals huh?”. (Masked Girl) “That would appear to be the case, its a shame we have no intel on them” the masked boy look over at Mystel! The room started to feel more tense, (Mystel) “I didn’t pay attention to their appearance as I aimed to just take the girl out. However some friend of hers caught me off guard, blame the lack of light in the underground station”. (Cloaked Boy) “So all we have to go off is there is a girl and a boy, you are not limiting our search!” (Mystel) “They go to the dots academy....however something interesting happened, Percival seems to no longer remember his girlfriend!” (Girl in white) “As much as I love gossip why bring this up?”. (Cloaked Boy) “Its useful information you idiot, why would he forget her alongside the ones who attacked him. It would seem she has some form of involvement with them, so we just have to use her as bait for this unknown duo!”.

(Percival) “Let me take them out...ugh I want to show them they should of been grateful for this paradise gifted to them!”. (Mystel) “Percival you should rest you were badly hurt...” (Masked Girl) “Please stop talking, if anything he should make up for the failure. Plus without his girlfriend he should be fully focused on our mission, to maintain this paradise for Serene!” (Mystel) -Humph- the group held a meeting about who should be sent to find the duo, (Girl in White) “I will do it, I’m sure that Maria girl would be more open to talk with another girl!”. The group agreed to this plan, (Percival) “Good luck Nezumi...I’m sorry you have to clean up my mess” (Nezumi) “Oh don’t worry cutie I got this, shame the three others couldn’t be here!”. (Mysetl) “I will go pay my respects to Serene, till the next meeting”.

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Last but not least : my dear Lycanroc : a sharp diamond in a rock type armor, she's as fast as she's powerful. On a bright afternoon in the beginning of my Alola journey, I decided to take Litten alone with me on a hike to Ten Carat Hill, a colorful and lush crater in Melemele Island, right in front of Professor's Kukui lab. According to locals it's a place full of mystery where you can feel the strength of the mysterious Pokémons dwelling around Alola, what a perfect place to start a training for the league, and who knows, catch one of the mysterious mentioned creatures? It was with this naive idea I started climbing, it didn't take too long to get there, we discovered in there a nice valley, vibrant with Pokémons and flowers, with a little pond full of fresh clean water and a sandy pit shining with the sun, an entire biome living on its own inside the crater completely cut from the rest of the island, only the flying types and the most willing Pokémons would get out of there. As soon as we got down we started chaos, I'm not very proud of attacking Pokémons like that but training is training I guess, but I didn't come empty handed anyway, I had lots of berries and medecines, mostly for Litten but we were ready to share any time. We fougth everything willing to, mostly Machops and Spindas actually, even if he was ready to take on them I made Litten avoid the rock types, not a good idea with young starter whose best move is Ember. But even if we tried, there was one we couldn't escape from, not very long after getting to work, a Rockruff, angry with all its hair perking up on its back started having a bicker with Litten who reacted exactly the same, before I could even call him back they started a fight and quickly became a whole ball of black and brown furs yelling barking and hissing. I had no choice but to step in with the risk of getting bitten or burned, I was able to lift up each by the nape but they continued to squirm and fight so I sent the Rockruff away and called Litten back, and looked around for Rockruff, I wanted to make sure it was ok, I looked around for a moment unable to find where it went, but I eventually walked passed a small hole by the edge of the crater and I stopped hearing a growl coming from it, inside I found the Rockruff, growling and shivering, anyone could have seen she wasn't well, I tried to grab her but no luck and clearly I would have gotten a bite on my fingers, I figured only food could drag her out, I left some Pokésnacks by the entrance and motioned to leave. It took Rockruff longer than I expected for her to crawl out, but she eventually gave in to the hunger, as she walked to the snacks I immediately noticed what was wrong, her rear left leg was injured and she wasn't putting it down but also it wasn't in a normal position, it probably was broken, earlier my Pokédex told me Rockruffs follow a harsh training alone in order to evolve and that's probably how it happened. I walked toward her and lifted her up in my arms before she could notice, she immediately barked and squirmed to get out but I held her tight and stroke her back until she eased down. After a moment I decided to brush my hand on he injured leg to try to feel how bad it was, her reaction was fast and she bit deep inside my arm, I tried to resist the pain as much as i could. Eventually she eased down and I was able to wrap her in my shirt hiding her face in, and we walked back to Professor Kukui's lab so she could get treatments, it took both of us a two weeks bandage to get better and I went to see her everyday, when she was up and ready to move on we became closer friends, even with Litten, she was ready to go back in the wild but Rockruff had a better idea and jumped in my arms, rubbing her rock collar on my neck, it's really itchy. So I decided to catch her and move on in my Alolan vacations with a new friend. She made a great team with Incineroar and today with Arcanine, she evolved into a swift and fast Midday Lycanroc, owning Stone Edge, Accelerock, Crunch and Stealth Rock, nobody can stop the rock fighter.

#pokemon #pokemon team #pokémon #pokemon scarlet and violet #alola region #pokemon sun and moon #pokemon ultra sun and moon #pokemon usum

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The Rose And Her Thorn

Masterlist

Hey guys! Here's the next part. Hope you like it! (When they say 'Oh my dad', it does mean 'Oh my god')

Word Count: 1057

Part 4.

Esmeria sat with her back to the window of Enid and Wednesday's room, playing with the sleeves of her grey jumper. She was bored, and wanted something to distract her. That something came in the form of Wednesday Addams walking into the room, pausing at the sight of the brunette on the floor. "Why are you in here?"

Esmeria stood up. "Oh! I didn't like being alone in my room. I can leave if you-"

"No." Wednesday shook her head, hiding her own surprise at the sound of her voice. "It's okay. But be quiet, this is my writing time."

Esmeria smiled and sat back down as Wednesday placed a record on the gramophone and sat down. La Llorona played as the clicking of Wednesday's typewriter filled the air. Esmeria was scrolling through Twitter.

Suddenly, Wednesday's bed squeaked. Both girls looked up from their respective activities, Wednesday being the first to notice a lump crawling underneath the covers. She lunged over, flipping the covers back to reveal a hand running across the bed, pausing upon spotting Wednesday.

"I knew it! Hello, Thing." The hand leapt from the mattress to the bedframe, latching on as Wednesday grabbed its wrist, yanking it towards the desk and slamming it down. Esmeria had to admit, Wednesday did look rather hot.

Esmeria walked up behind Wednesday as she was talking to the hand. "Did you think my highly trained olfactory sense wouldn't pick up on the faint whiff of neroli and bergamot in your favorite hand lotion?"

The hand slightly quivered. Wednesday's eyebrow quirked. "I could do this all day."

The desk started shaking from the amount of quivering that the hand was doing, while Esmeria started humming the actual song 'I could do this all day'. You know the one from Rogers: The Musical in Hawkeye? Yeah, that's it.

The hand saw Esmeria standing behind Wednesday and started frantically signing at the black-clad girl. Wednesday sighed. "Thing, that's Esmeria. She's a... friend. Esmeria, this is Thing."

"Hello Thing!" Esmeria chirped, seemingly unfazed by the whole thing. I mean, she had seen weirder stuff.

Wednesday went back to her previous conversation with the hand. "Mother and Father sent you to spy on me, didn't they? I'm not above breaking a few fingers. That they thought I wouldn't find out proves how much they underestimate me."

"Oh Thing, you poor, naive appendage. My parents aren't worried about me. They're evil puppeteers who pull strings from afar. The way I see it, you have two options. Option one." Wednesday lifted Thing up and pulled open her desk drawer.

"I lock you in here for the rest of the semester, and you go slowly insane trying to claw your way out, ruining your nails and your smooth, supple skin. And we both know how vain you are." She placed the shaking hand back on the desk. "Option two. You pledge your undying loyalty to me."

Thing slowly but surely lowerd into the hand version of a bow. Although having been introduced to the hand, Esmeria was still unsure what to make of the situation. Wednesday lightly nodded. "Our first order of business is to escape this teenage purgatory."

Thing quickly signed something.

"Of course I have a plan. And it begins now."

Esmeria shook her head. "No- Sorry- Excuse me, but what the Underworld is going on right now? I'm very confused."

Wednesday sighed. "I suppose proper introductions would be appropriate. Esmeria, this is Thing. No one knows how long he has been in the family, and no one knows where the rest of his body is."

Esmeria nodded. "Oh, ok! Well, I'm Esmeria, Wednesday's kind-of friend."

Thing waved, before signing something to Esmeria. She tilted her head. "Well, my main power is being able to control plants."

Wednesday lifted her head. The mystery was unraveling, and she wouldn't admit it, but she was getting excited. "So, how can you do that? Is one of your parents a witch or warlock or something of the like?"

Esmeria shook her head and thought for a second. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you guys... It is a bit shocking though."

Wednesday shrugged. "We're in Nevermore. Isn't everything shocking?"

Esmeria adjusted how she was standing. "My mum is Persephone, and my dad is Hades. Yes, I am talking about the god and goddess."

Wednesday's eyes widened slightly. "Really?" She stood up and began circling Esmeria like a hawk, studying her. "Greek Mythology is all real?"

Esmeria tilted her head from side to side. "Majority of the different pantheons are. It depends on what you believe in, I suppose."

Wednesday very lightly chuckled. "Fascinating."

Esmeria's eyes blew open. "Did I just make THE Wednesday Addams laugh?"

Wednesday immediately sat back down. "No."

Esmeria laughed, and Wednesday almost blushed. "Well Wednesday Addams, I'll be seeing you. Keep my secret and remember, reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram, buy gold!"

Then the brunette stepped backwards, and melted into the shadows of Wednesday's wall. The girl with ebony hair sighed. "Thing, there is something wrong with me. I have this weird feeling, like spiders are crawling in my stomach."

"No, I can't like her."

"Because she will never like me back!"

❀⁂❀⁂❀

Meanwhile, Esmeria was in her room, frantically texting the groupchat she shared with her cousins.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝖧𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗐𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝖮𝖿 𝖮𝗅𝗒𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗌💁‍♀️

ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ👻

GUYSGUYSGUYS

EMERGENCY

ʰᵒᵗˢʰᵒᵗ🌞

what is it

its too early for this shit

ˢʰᵒᵒᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵃʳ💫

what happened esmè

ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ👻

ive dallen in love again

*falen

*falin

*fellan

fuck

how do words work

ˢʰᵒᵒᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵃʳ💫

oh my dad

again?

really?

im so done with u rn

ʰᵒᵗˢʰᵒᵗ🌞

WHAT

OH MY DAD

LITERALLY TELL ME EVERYTHING

ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ👻

LITERALLY OK

OH MY DAD

SHE'S SO PRETTY

HER HAIR LOOKS SO SOFT

HER EYES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL

OH MY DAD

LITERALLY JUST-

UGH

SHE'S SO NICE-?

to me at least

ˢʰᵒᵒᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵃʳ💫

esmè

she's literally perfect for you.

you know i dont rlly do the whole love thing, but bro-

literally just kiss.

ʰᵒᵗˢʰᵒᵗ🌞

you know i hate to say it, but arty's right

just kiss already

ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ👻

oh my dad

ill see what i can do

thx for hypeing me up tho guys

ʰᵒᵗˢʰᵒᵗ🌞

im always ur hypeman/wingman bro

ˢʰᵒᵒᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗᵃʳ💫

and im always ur...

wingwoman?

ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗᶜʰ👻

thx fr tho xoxo

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this is kind of a mix of eras butttt if you’re comfortable, can you please write a draco and tom threesome?

GUESS | D.M X T.R

warnings: threesome, oral sex, blindfold and handcuffs included, light degrading

———

they were watching you.

watching you like a hunt watches its prey.

they analyzed your every move, the way your hips swayed to the beat, how your friends would sometimes join, but they payed no mind to them, their focus was on you.

draco and tom shared a look through the flashing lights, one that said; whoever gets there first, has her.

they both speed-walked towards you, almost knocking out the sweaty bodies of random people, their complaints blurred with the music, making the males oblivious to their wrath.

you gave a small look up when two bodies approached you, towering you.

“oh- hi draco, hi tom” you greeted, their figures clear considering you barely drank anything. tom gave you a small smirk, running his eyes down your body shamelessly.

draco narrowed his eyes at him but still gave you a polite smile. you observed how they both opened their mouths at the same time.

“would you like to dance?” they chanted together, throwing scowls at each other once they finished.

you stood there with a puzzled and shocked look on your face, amazed at the fact that two of the most attractive slytherins in the school just offered you a dance.

if i had to pick one, which one would i choose? you debated in your thoughts, never really prepared for this type of successions.

both.

their bickering got cut off by a small clear of your throat, signaling that you wanted to talk, tom’s and draco’s head snapped to your figure and they immediately shut up.

“do i really have to choose? or can i take both?” you suggested, tone different than the one you had saluted them with before.

they seemed to catch up on it; and this time, instead of glaring at each other, they both made eye contact with smug smirks adorning their features.

“and wouldn’t you like that, princess?” drawled tom in a teasing manner, hand reaching up to move a strand of hair behind your ear, which were burning hot at the action.

draco snickered and got behind you whilst tom’s palm stayed on your cheek, irises calculating your every move, including your harsh swallow.

the blonde’s hands roamed your waist, giving your hips a light squeeze and hissing lowly when your bum pressed on his hard-on.

he leaned down to your ear and whispered, “my dorm or his, beautiful?” watching as you shivered but still mantained eye contact with tom, who was intently staring as the conversation flowed.

“whichever” was your eager reply not even a second later.

tom gave a small chuckle and shook his head lightly, yet still gave draco an inquiring raise of brows. you assumed draco nodded, since he took your hand and dragged you all the way up to the stairs, tom behind you as you entered his dorm.

there wasn’t even time to appreciate the room, a certain blonde’s lips already on yours, a heated kiss forming that you immediately accepted.

“calm down, mate” snarled tom, pressing himself against your backside and forcefully turning your face to meet his, a similar kiss forming.

draco only scoffed at the action and bent down to kiss your neck, sucking on certain spots, creating dark purple hues.

you were the first to pull away from the kiss, breathing heavily through your mouth while draco continued to attack your neck, tom’s hands now focused on getting his shirt off.

malfoy pulled back a little to look at your already disheveled form, swollen lips and frizzy hair.

“get on the bed for us, darling” he ordered, mimicking tom’s antics and taking his shirt off.

your feet carried you to the bed, sinking down on the middle while your head lay against the soft pillows. the corner of your eyes caught a peak of tom reaching inside his drawers, and almost as if he was sensing your stare, the mysterious object went behind his back.

“you sneaky little girl” he murmured, a small smirk planted on his face as he leaned down to kiss you while removing the straps of your dress.

you hummed into the kiss when you felt, what you presumed, draco’s fingers disregarding the rest of your dress.

tom broke the kiss to press kisses on your chest, fingers going behind your back, silently asking to arch it so he could take your bra off, and you obeyed.

it was at that moment when your eyes finally landed on the blonde who was now only wearing boxers, winking at you while he took of your drenched panties, throwing them behind him.

the brunette, disconnected his lips from your body completely, finally revealing what was behind his back.

handcuffs

your eyes went slightly wide at the object, immediately picking up on what they were gonna do.

“arms up for me, gorgeous” he spoke, tone low.

your arms followed his orders in blind submission, resting them against the headboard.

draco’s eyes caught yours as tom cuffed your wrists to the bed, immobilizing your arms. he gave you a devilish smile as he locked eyes with tom, giving him a nod, not giving you time to decipher anything as he dived his head down your sopping cunt.

a moan left your mouth involuntarily, tom coming besides you, both males with only their underwear on.

he stroked some hair out of your face and made a path with his hands to your breasts, another high-pitched moan coming from you when he rolled the nipple in his fingers, while draco absolutely devoured you.

his tongue lapped up at your juices, humming every once in a while; his thumb rubbing tight circles on your clit. his darkened eyes stared up at your figure that was now a moaning mess, he could almost chuckle at how fast the night had turned out.

it was like being on cloud nine, the way his tongue worked inside you, absolutely dining on it.

as he continued to devour you, tom leant down to crash your lips together, drinking down all of your noises. your moans continuously spurted out onto his mouth whilst your thighs shaked, orgasm approaching.

both of them seemed to notice this, so tom leant down and disconnected your lips, putting his on your nipples instead.

that did it for you.

you didn’t even have time to warn them, you cum was now being eagerly tasted by draco who could’ve easily cum too at the sight of you.

once he finished riding out your high, he rose up from his position, cock throbbing due to the lack of friction.

tom copied the blonde’s movements and got off your chest.

now, the both of them towered over you, staring down with a mischievous grin. you gulped harshly and switched your stare from one to the other.

“take the handcuffs off” spoke tom, order directed at draco, yet eyesight trained on you and the tone he used sent shivers down your spine.

draco leaned over you, keeping eye contact as he undid the restraints, your arms going limp at your sides.

he gave a chuckle at this and scooted back, grabbing your ankles and pulling you more to the edge of the bed.

tom seemed to caught onto what draco was doing and gave him a smirk, reaching for the drawer he had picked the handcuffs from.

your head was turned to him, curiosity peeking inside you. but draco wasn’t having any of that.

he roughly grabbed your face and turned it to him, connecting your lips to his, his tongue finding its way inside your mouth in an instant, grinding his hips into yours, evoking a small moan from you.

“easy now, malfoy” grunted tom from above you, causing draco to give him a stern look and a roll of his eyes.

tom gave you a teasing smile as he held up a silk blindfold. “this okay with you, pretty girl?” he asked cautiously.

your eyes shined with desire as you stared at the material, mouth slightly agape. “mhm” you hummed in agreement, adding a small smile for reassurance.

“good girl” taunted draco, grabbing ahold of his boxers and dragging them down. you only managed to take a peak of his lower v-line; tom was already placing the blindfold on your eyes, tying it behind your head.

“now, gonna let us use this pretty pussy baby?” teased tom, fingers tapping your soaked cunt twice. you gave a small moan as a response, your body jolting at the sensitivity.

“fuck yeah we are” grumbled draco, hands digging into your waist as he harshly turned you around, ass on display for their hungry eyes and hard cocks.

you whimpered as your tits collided with the mattress, yet your pussy was already dripping in anticipation. “once we’re done with you, you’re gonna have to guess who’s fucking your little hole and who’s fucking that blabbering mouth.” hissed tom on your ear. “if you get it right, we’re fucking you until you’re begging us to stop. you get it wrong and i’ll make sure you’re edged for a fucking week” he finished.

you couldn’t help but let your mouth fall open at the suggestion, senses heightening as you heard the shuffle of clothing and two big hands bringing your ass up until your back was perfectly arched.

“little whore, look at you, puffy pussy in the air like that” murmured draco from beside you.

you suppressed a moan at the comment, burying your face down on the sheets, only for it to be yanked up by an unknown force.

they didn’t even give you time to gasp, your mouth being filled by a thick cock in an instant.

draco positioned himself behind you and rubbed your ass prior to completely bottoming himself inside you, a moan almost escaping him. but he held it, for the sake of whatever silly game they were playing at.

you gave a loud moan against tom’s cock, though you were still unsure on who was doing what. but slender fingers wrapped around your hair, a signal to keep going.

so you did, quickly recollecting yourself and bobbing your head up and down, not that you needed to do much except hollow your cheeks, the force of draco’s thrusts sending your head down on him.

the blonde kept his hands on your ass, roughly rocking his hips back and forth, watching as your head continuously moved up and down on tom, who had his head thrown back, mouth agape and eyes closed.

draco reached down to rub your clit, not slowing his hips once. tears brimmed at your eyes at the sudden feeling, your own body unconsciously fucking itself back on draco, while your tongue focused on the tip on whoever was down your throat.

as draco completely rammed himself inside you, tom’s orgasm was around the corner, with the way you swirled your tongue around the tip, the involuntary jerk forward you gave whenever draco gave a hard thrust, plus the vibrations of your moans did it all for him, he looked down at you as he came, biting his lower lip in an attempt to keep his identity a secret.

you breathed hard through your nose as you felt cum shoot down your throat, the whole load almost choking you as you swallowed it immediately. a small whine leaving you once they removed their softening length.

yet this was more of a relief to you, your moans now spurting out freely as spit dribbled down your chin, feeling tom’s or draco’s fingers rake through your hair.

“i’m close!” you moaned out in a desperate tone, thighs shaking as a slight tap came down on your bum, and assuming they gave you permission you came with a small shout, breathing raggedly.

draco was right behind you, drawing out your orgasm while sloppily thrusting as his seed went deep inside you.

once you both climbed down from your high, you collapsed down on the mattress, blindfold still on as you felt the rustle of sheets, blinding light appearing out of nowhere as tom disregarded the blindfold, smug grins on both of their faces as they took in your fucked-out state.

“now tell us who was fucking what, baby. show us how much of a smart girl you are” ordered draco, hands soothing down your back.

a nerve-wracking feeling hit you. you had absolutely forgotten all about their little challenge, you were too caught up in pleasure to even remember what you were supposed to realize.

“i-i don’t know” you admitted, lip trembling when their expressions hardened, almost as if disappointed, and considering the state of mind you were falling in; it was the last thing you wanted to do.

“well let’s try again and see if you can get it right this time, hm?” suggested tom, dragging the blindfold back up.

———

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