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[simpforrooster]

i love when you call me pete.

pete ‘maverick’ mitchell x f!reader

t/w: mentions of an age gap, some smooching. drunk!maverick

summary: maverick almost drunkenly tells reader how he feels about her

a/n: lowercase intended! wrote this on my phone and have autocaps off xD two fics in one day!!!

maverick laughs as jake, one hand over his own eyes, takes aim at the dart board.

jake hits a bullseye. mav pulls out his wallet, and reluctantly hands jake a folded bill. your eyes roll at the captain’s stupidity. jake never misses a bullseye.

the guys surely hustled the poor man. mav’s hand falls on jake’s shoulder as he finishes off his beer.

“how long are you gonna stare at him?” phoenix asks with a raised brow.

“i am not staring,” you counter, knowing full well that you are indeed staring.

not that you could help it. the man may be twice your age, but he’s hot. even phoenix, happily engaged to bob, gets her an eye full of the elder captain.

you wipe down the bar in front of phoenix and hand her another lemon drop. tucking the rag in your back belt loop, you turn to hand another regular their drink.

ever since penny hired you, you’ve managed to take care of the bar almost as good as she does. she lets you take on the slower days of the week alone, and the two of you manage the weekend crowds together.

once everyone has been taken care of, you turn your attention back to your friend. you catch her admiring her ring. she looks up at you with a grin.

“sorry,” she shrugs. you shake your head.

“no indeed. i’d be gawking at that rock all day if it was mine.”

“you know you said that entire sentence looking at him and not me, right.”

you startle. she’s right. you’d basically been undressing maverick with your eyes. imagining your left hand heavy with a ring.

“you’re impossible,” she laughs.

your heart picks up its pace as maverick saunters, or better yet, sways up to the bar.

“four more, please. on my tab, babe.” maverick holds up five fingers, a giant grin on his face.

babe?

you lean over the bar and lay his thumb back against his palm. “that’s four.”

maverick looks down at you and then back to his hand. a chuckle falls languidly from his lips. “you’re right.”

phoenix raises a brow at you, out of sight from mav, who is looking at you like you’re his center of gravity.

“have i ever told you how gorgeous you are?” maverick says, still holding up those four fingers. the comment turns your insides into jelly.

“are you drunk, pete?” you ask him. there’s no way he’d be saying any of this if he were sober.

his hand falls to the bar top and his eyes fall closed. he stands there a moment, gathering himself, you assume.

his eyes open, those blue irises almost knocking you off your feet with how intense they look at you.

“i may be drunk, but that doesn’t mean i’m lying about you being gorgeous.”

phoenix grins at you over his shoulder, maverick completely oblivious to her.

no, he’s definitely only noticing you. every moved you’ve made, he’s tracked it. well, as well as he can given that he’s shitfaced.

maverick shrugs a shoulder. “maybe sober me is just nervous to tell you that.”

“pete,” you breathe. “you’re a naval aviator. there’s no way i make you nervous.”

“god, i love how you say my name,” he admits. before he can say anything else, jake and rooster appear at his side.

“come on, pops, we’ll get you home.” the men each take an arm, seeing as maverick can hardly remain upright.

he tries to shake them off. “i can’t go until i ask y/n out.”

your hand comes up to your mouth, your heart picking up pace again.

“let’s try tomorrow, mav,” rooster murmurs to his godfather. maverick vehemently shakes his head.

“no. i have to tell her now. i have to tell her i—,”

“oh no you don’t,” jake says, forcing maverick away from the bar. “you will not finish that sentence until you’re sober. she doesn’t deserve a drunk admission.”

rooster shoots you an apologetic look, handing you his card to close out the three of their tabs. you move on autopilot. punching in the men’s names, clicking on them, swiping the card, repeat. you hesitate on pete’s account. god, he did have a lot to drink.

that’s all that was. drunken words. he won’t remember any of this in the morning.

once the men are out the bar and pete is loaded in the back of the bronco, you turn to phoenix.

“what the fuck?” she screeches.

“i told them not to let him approach her with as far gone as he was,” bob comments, saddling up in the barstool next to his fiancé.

“what are you talking about, bob?” you ask.

bob shares a look with phoenix.

“you’re nuts if you’ve never seen the way he looks at you.”

“please don’t get my hopes up, bob,” you tell the bar, already fearful of those hopes plummeting once maverick comes to his senses and takes everything that just happened back.

you close out the remaining people at the bar. phoenix and bob hang around with you, walking you to your car once you’ve got the hard deck locked up.

the dagger squad take turns staying with you when you have a closing shift. they’re more protective of you than a set of new parents.

you hug your friends goodbye and drive to your apartment.

~

the next morning, your doorbell wakes you up with a start.

literally rolling out of the bed, you hit the floor tangled in your sheets. the doorbell chimes again. searching for a pair of pants, dread fills you as the doorbell rings once again.

what could be so urgent at..7 am?!

your mind runs through every possibility.

the doorbells chimes for a forth time just as you throw the door open, shrieking, “what?!”

pete mitchell stands on your stoop. he looks like hell. the two of you stare at one another, while pete grips the flowers he’s holding with a death grip.

you open the door wider, silently inviting him in. he follows you to the kitchen and settles at your island. the silence in the room thickens as you set to work making coffee. you feel his eyes on you the entire time.

“listen, y/n,” maverick starts, but you cut him off, sharply holding up a finger. you fish two mugs from your cabinet. you fill his mug to the brim, spooning two teaspoons of sugar in it. you fix yourself a little coffee with your creamer. setting the coffee in front of him, you step back and lean against the counter across him.

waving your hand, you tell him to proceed.

“i’m so sorry about last night,” he says, finally laying the flowers down. he runs his hands down the front of his jeans, wiping away the sweat.

“if you’re about to take it all back, i really don’t want to hear it, mav,” you tell him.

“mav..” he repeats to himself, looking at your counter top. “last night you called me pete.” he brings his eyes to yours.

you stare at him. okay, he remembers that.

“i don’t want to take any of it back, y/n.”

your breath catches at the back of your throat.

“i want to apologize,” he continues. “you didn’t deserve a drunken admission. i was being cowardly. because believe it or not, you’re ten times scarier than an f-18.”

when you say nothing, he keeps on.

“i know how to handle an f-18. i know what makes it work, how to get it back on track. i know that plan inside and out.” he takes a breath. “i don’t know how to navigate this. you.”

“me?”

“you. god, y/n. you have the ability to wreck me to my core. and i have so terrified to admit my feelings to you.”

“come on, pete, you can’t mean that,” you tell him, folding in on yourself.

“of course i do. the guys told me talking to you drunk was a bad idea. i thought i could handle it, but you just looked so gorgeous, i couldn’t help it.”

you are fully aware of how you looked last night during that fiasco. and gorgeous surely wasn’t it. not with your tank top and cut offs. and you know your hair had to be a mess. it always was at the end of a shift.

maverick rises from his stool. coming around the kitchen island, he stuffs his hands in his pockets, looking terrified as he walks over to you.

“i am sorry i tried to do this shitfaced,” he whispers, a breathe away from you. “tell me i didn’t ruin anything.”

he’s never stood this close to you, and it’s doing odd things to your heart.

“you didn’t ruin anything, pete,” you tell him. his eyes drop down to your mouth, silently asking permission. you nod, not trusting your voice to not betray how much you want this.

maverick pins you to the counter, his hands on either side of you, holding his weight off you. you speed him up by balling your hand in his shirt and pulling him down to you.

maverick grins as his mouth meets yours, falling back into his normal self. you can fill the confidence flowing through him as his hands move from the counter to your body.

his expert hands fall exactly where you need them. he deepens the kiss, his tongue running along your bottom lip. opening up to him, he pulls you tight against his body.

“fuck,” he breathes against your lips.

“tell me about it,” you murmur.

he plants tantalizing kisses along your jaw and down your neck.

“pete,” you moan. he tightens his hold in response.

“i love it when you call me pete,” he says, returning his kisses to your mouth.

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[anniflamma]

My Thoughts on The Thunder Saga

I've been thinking about The Thunder Saga all day, even though I have a headache, and I can say one thing: I liked it!

I was mostly prepared for the emotional damage in Mutiny/Thunder Bringer for multiple reasons, like collaborating with Jay on the ending of Thunder Bringer. However, I was genuinely surprised by Suffering, Different Beast, and the reveal that Odysseus had already tried to kill Eurylochus during Scylla. I really wanted Odysseus to go full-blown monster mode in Act 2, so I felt satisfied.

Maybe this is a hot take, but I have never really felt bad for Odysseus. The only time I did cry and felt for him was when his mother was singing to him in The Underworld Saga. I've never been fond of the crying, shooting soldier type, both in fiction and in real life. I've watched too many documentaries that made me incapable of feeling bad for people or characters committing cruel acts on others and then crying about it like they were the victims.

The song Suffering was a delight! You immediately knew something was wrong just from the happy tone of the music, especially since we were left with Monster. At first, I thought it was a flashback, and yes, the comment "daughter" piqued my interest. Then I quickly thought it was a dream, but at the same time, something felt wrong.

When it switched to Different Beast, my first thought was, "Did he just shoot Penelope?🤣 " And yes, we now know it was the Sirens! But the imagery is very ironic. I even see it as a parallel with the first saga, with the infant. Odysseus has a whole song about his struggle with the decision to kill an infant that reminds him of his own child, ends up killing him, and then in the second act, he kills a female creature that looks like his wife without hesitation. That, folks, is character development! Yes, Odysseus knew it was a Siren, and we can still tell that he is somewhat tries convincing himself in Different Beast.

"My real wife knows I'm not scared of the water And my real wife knows I don't have a daughter"

Essentially, he is reminding himself that this woman in front of him isn't his wife.

All the cruelty against the Sirens was unnecessary. But that is the point! He believes that the only way home is to be as ruthless as possible. However, bringing unnecessary suffering to both foes and friends was obviously the incorrect decision.

Musically, the song Different Beast didn't really click for me. I mostly found it edgy and not really "cool," if you know what I mean. I've heard it a couple of times but still have a hard time remembering the melody, weirdly enough.

If I ever make an animatic of these songs, it will probably be all together in one animatic. Those two songs are meant to be one, but I understand why they are separated due to the major difference in tones.

The song Scylla was the least anticipated song for me. The snippets didn't really catch my attention. But I did like the conclusion of making Scylla and Odysseus have a short duet at the end. Scylla's cruelty was just a mirror of Odysseus, and he was the one actually killing his men. I think this saga really was Eurylochus' peak in terms of characterization. Eurylochus confesses that he was the one who opened the bag and has suffered with this weight and guilt. Odysseus, in his state of mind, turns away and tells Eurylochus to light a torch, knowing that action will doom Eurylochus. Odysseus straight-up tried to kill Eurylochus already, and I thought it would happen in Mutiny! XD

That moment was cold! No words, no goodbyes, just "Light the torch."

Then we have Mutiny. I really liked it! The callbacks to Luck Runs Out were a bit expected but felt so good when they happened! I've seen comments here and there saying that Eurylochus was a hypocrite due to his comment from the Circe Saga to abandon the men who became pigs. Odysseus even brings that up! But Eurylochus is very justified in calling Odysseus out for his actions.

"When we fought the Cyclops, you were quick to hatch a plan And when we fought with Circe, it was you who left behind no man But when we fought this monster, we didn't take a stand"

Odysseus could have made a plan that at least could have increased the chances of survival for the six men who died. But he didn't, he only thought of himself and betrayed them first, using them as bait to guarantee his own survival. Eurylochus, in the Circe Saga, was a man who was scared, confused, and filled with guilt for opening the bag. So his wanting to take the cowardly route is understandable, but it's nowhere near what Odysseus did.

So then they fight, epic moment, we all love it! And for the second time, Odysseus tries to kill Eurylochus but ultimately fails because Perimedes stabs him in the back. Odysseus is like, "My brothers, why?"

WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHY??? But that is still the point of Odysseus' perspective. He is acting like a ruthless monster now, so he is in a state where he is incapable of understanding or more like thinking of his victims' perspectives. Of course his men would defend themselves from him, of course they would betray him, of course they would backstab him. If you treat your own friends as disposable, eventually there will be a reaction: they will either abandon you or retaliate. It takes an immense depth of pride to feel secure with someone you have inflicted suffering on. And pride is the very theme in this saga!

When Luck Runs Out plays but the roles are switched, it felt a bit nostalgic in a way, but it's still a bit distorted. This time, Odysseus is the one singing Eurylochus' lines, but it's not him being confused and doubtful, instead, he is scared yet manipulative. Eurylochus opens up and is vulnerable toward Odysseus. He feels hopeless, clearly experiencing survivor's guilt.

"Eurylochus: How much longer must I push through doubt? Odysseus: I need to get home Eurylochus: How much longer must we go about my life like this when people die like this?"

When it doesn't work, Odysseus switches from "I" to "we." I love that detail. It's not genuine, and I love it!

Thunder Bringer… I loved it. There, I said it! There is nothing more! LOVED IT! ⚡⚡⚡ I am so happy that I got to do an animatic for Jay for this song!

Thunder Bringer is the song where Zeus punishes the whole fleet for killing (presumably) Apollo's cattle. My theory now is that Apollo doesn't like Odysseus for killing his cows in God Game, and Athena is probably like, "Yeah, but his men did it, not him." And Apollo is like, "Touché."

EDIT: I know that the cattle is Helio's but I speculating maybe the musical will change that to Apollos. Who knows!

Essentially, Zeus literally comes down and sets things straight. Instead of being sneaky and witty like Odysseus usually tries to be, Zeus just gets to the point, "Who gets to live?" And Odysseus points at Eurylochus/the crew, saving himself from Zeus' punishment. Well, I do see that Calypso's island is Odysseus' punishment in a way. It's an ironic one. He comes to paradise and gets a home and a wife… just not the home and wife he wanted. I have some fun ideas for my Thunder Bringer animatic!

Rest in peace, Eurylochus. You will be missed.

[kocherry]

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Be With Me For Evermore

Capitano x Nun!Reader

Hello minna! I have another shortfic of my nun reader brainrot xD This is also an extension of my contribution for Valentine's Day ♡ Do enjoy reading as this is told from Capitano's POV

Content: Fluff, NSFW implications, Slight Angst, Religious Sacrilege, TW for Blood

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"Archon of mine, Tsaritsa, Your Majesty forgive me for I have fallen from grace."

Capitano knelt down with one knee, a hand gripping onto his sword pierced into the soft grassy ground. He lowers his head as he prays to the ever cold and beloved Cryo Archon asking for mercy.

Capitano's loyalty is questioned by none other than himself. He worships his archon and yet he wanted to put you in a pedestal instead.

The first time you two ever met was when some knights and his own men fought each other for petty reasons. He had assessed the situation and the knights were to blame for starting the fight. Oh how he recalls the way you blocked his sword from ever touching those knights

Capitano raised his sword his gaze is cold towards the knights who kept begging for mercy. He never would give that because they were the ones who instigated the fight and dishonored his soldiers. His grip tighten and his sword moves downwards.

"That is enough."

A threatening voice came from a woman as a bright red glow of an arrow blocked his sword from ever hitting the knights.

He whips his head to the direction where the arrow came from. And there he saw you standing up from the hill. You held a bow in a firing position and the veil on your head flow with the wind uncovering your face.

"Who gave you the right to judge them to death for a petty squabble?"

You had a calm expression but your face betrayed the fire in your eyes that sent chills down Capitano's spine.

"What do you propose to do?" He lowers his sword as stands tall.

"A duel."

The Fatui under his lead laughed underestimating a nun. Meanwhile the Knights of Favonius were relieved that you would save them. It was an odd reaction  considering he is deemed as the strongest human alive.

Are you powerful enough to beat him?

"Very well, state your conditions of this duel as I would honor a tradition in your homeland."

Capitano couldn't forget how he still could feel the pump of his heart getting louder as he anticipated a fight of his liftetime. No one would dare have a duel with him without knowing they would lose. Oh how he is excited to see what you're capable of.

At that time he didn't know that he had mistaken the thrill of battle for his growing affections.

"The day she defeated me was the first time I have ever began to admire her..."

How could he really avoid falling for an absolute ferocious fighter? You had outsmarted him in that duel, his men called her a cheater but to him, you just bended the rules to compensate for your lack in brute force.

And then Captain's admiration grew stronger when he had tried to get to know you.

"I have fallen for a Nun that worships the Anemo Archon. Her smile is bright, her eyes are bewitching, and her soul burns with passion."

Everything about you deserves to be worshipped not because of your fearless encounter with him. But because of how he had came to admire you entirely.

That's why his prayer is not asking for repentance but forgiveness and guidance for his feelings.

Normally the Captain is neither excited nor disappointed if he is sent out on expeditions. He would treat missions as such and emotions weren't needed in the battlefield. However he broke this habit of his when visited Mondstadt... He is rather excited to see you again.

A fiery arrow flew fast towards Capitano's helm but he managed to catch it before it could hit him. Beneath his mask he smirks at the sudden attack towards him. A rather amusing situation he is in right now.

"Did I surprise you?"

He asks, but he didn't take any insult that you tried to shoot him. You were rather cautious and shown that you distrust him.

"Very much so, I thought a Lawachurl is heading this way but it was only you." Youu never lowered your bow and kept your stance ready to fire another arrow at him if he gets to close. "State your business, Harbinger of Snezhnaya."

Yes this was indeed a good trait of yours, at least he is assured that you could handle yourself.

"I would like to have another duel."

If he could teach you how to defend yourself against stronger opponents he reassured you would be there to greet him the next time he is in Mondstadt

Although he would prefer if you wouldn't try and kill him everytime he approaches you.

That was the moment where your relationship with the Captain improved. A second duel became third, fourth, and so on. Having to battle each other refined a strong bond between the two of you. Capitano doesn't realize it but because of him you managed to finally feel free in the nation of freedom.

"Sister (Y/N)'s life in Mondstadt wasn't kind to her just like as my own hometown wasn't kind to me. In her presecence and in her arms I found a kindred spirit. I could only hope she also found comfort in me."

He contemplates about how you both became close and how you opened up to him about your situation.

In all honesty, the pyro vision that hanged by your neck didn't fit your situation at all. But it fit the fierceness in your soul in which Captano had really liked about you. However despite having blessed with a vision, you were also cursed.

You were a little dove shackled inside her cage.

"To prove to them I can be of use, I decided to hunt down the The Great Snowboar King in Dragonspine." You were having a small smile on your lips as if the time of your hardships is the very reason why you are here today. "And that was when I got my vision." You caress the glowing pyro vision on your chest.

Capitano reaches out for them and you let him touch your vision. It was proof of your ambition to fight for the life you deserve.

"I was so excited to show it to my father and mother hoping that my vision would release me from the shackles that binded my freedom." Your expression became sad once more and it ache Capitano's heart to see you in such state.

"I damned myself because they put me in a cage." You talk as if your vision is blessing and yet it is also a curse. "The saving grace I only had when the Grand Master of the Knights offered me a position in the Church. It gave me a little taste of this nation's freedom. And despite everything I can still feel the cage on my hands and the shackles on my feet binding me."

Grand Master Varka is a person that Capitano often hear from you with words of admiration. At first he often wonder if this Varka is the one whom you love. Only to find out he is also the sole reason of why you were able to have this conversation with him.

Perhaps Capitano can give you the freedom you always wanted.

"Forgive me, my story got so depressing, the point is I'm not really what you had imagined me to be. I'm just a poor little dove who's just there hoping for anyone... anyone to free me."

Capitano reached out for your cheek, he brushes your veil, and with a nod of approval he removes the headpiece entirely.

Though he always sees your face he never had seen you this vunerable. Without the veil covering your entire head it felt like he was seeing another side of you. A side of you that showed him your true feelings, one that he is honored to see.

"Thank you for wiping my tears, I think I feel better now that you heard my story."

And when you held his hand that was on your cheek and kiss his knuckles. Capitano is blushing underneath the dark void of his mask.

Another kiss is then placed on the side of his helm... and Capitano knew he is doomed to always think about how your kisses would feel against his lips.

Ever since the day you opened up to Capitano, you already gave your full trust to him. Only he had doubt it because he felt like he is unworthy of that trust. You trusted him thinking you finally had a kindred spirit and a friend. Capitano on the other hand thought about wanting you as a lover.

Perhaps it's the fact you weren't afraid and able to stand up for yourself against him. He is able to see someone eye to eye, metaphorically of course since you're rather shorter than him. But even if your height only reached his chest, he somehow feels like he is smaller to you.

"Is this how love would punish me? Or is this how its suppose to feel? Tell me Your Majesty... Do I see myself beneath her or do I see myself in doubt?"

How he hated to feel that way, confused and utterly lost on what to do next. When you approached him that day in his camp on Dragonspine, all his doubts were erased.

Remembering whay happened that night, he then continues his prayers to the Tsaritsa.

"If you are hearing my prayer Archon of mine, forgive me for I have deeply sinned in the name of love... my feelings caused me to desecrate her virtue." He knows that you were vowed to remain untouched and pure in honor of your worship to the Anemo Archon. And yet he destroyed your promise... just as how he destroyed his own vows to the Tsaritsa.

The Captain questioned his own loyalty because he feels like he is irrational when it comes to you.

"Dear Tsaritsa is it really a sin to have love (Y/N)?"

"I didn't know where else to go."

Capitano drops his pen on his desk as he stares at you blankly. And luckily for him his helmet masked his flustered state. He certainly didn't expect you to visit him so late at night.

If a woman visits a man at this hour it would mean...

Oh nevermind that you were bleeding through your white uniform.

"Who did this you?" He stands up striding towards you holding your chin up to his.

The dark void of his mask studies your features, you were utterly healed and yet the look of your eyes tells him you're in pain. Despite having shown a calm anger, Capitano's hands were shaking.

"The Lawrence Clan..." He whispered the name of your family as he then releasss his hold onto you. He was about to leave his tent when you suddenly embraced him from the back.

"Please don't... I don't need you to avenge me Capitano remember I can heal myself." Yes your pyro vision could heal yout physical injuries but it couldn't heal the ache in your heart. "I came here because... you're the only one I can trust. I just really wanted to see you..."

Capitano's anger dissipated as he could hear how utterly needy you were of him. He doesn't mind that you had come to him for comfort. By all means... he already decided you could use him for your own happiness and comfort.

And yet...

Why is does it feel like he's using you for his own selfish reasons? Especially when he had suggested to go to a more private place... like the cave of Starglow Cavern. How utterly perverse his ways are.

Could he really think that way when his cock is buried deep within the walls of your tight pussy? And yet you were enjoying this act of sin.

Your moans were loud and your mind went blank as he kept pounding deep inside you. The cold stone walls and his sturdy chest trapped you in a haze of pleasure.

Capitano whispers sweet words against your ear as he shifts the position. He sits on the makeshift bed and let his cock bury even deeper inside you.

It hit a delicious spot making you scream.

The way your mouth gape made Capitano swallow, you were utterly undressed while he only discarded his layered coat and armor. You had shown your soul to him first and now your body as well.

He only had shown you his heart filled with affection. "Before we start again, would you kindly remove my helmet my little blaze?" Even with his growing hesitation... he could trust that you wouldn't be disgusted with what you would see.

"Are you sure?" You ask in shock by his request.

"Absolutely, I want to kiss you (Y/N)." He huskily whispers as his thumb trace circles on your already bruised hips.

He could feel your small hands making an effort to remove the heavy helmet. And when you did remove it, Capitano didn't look away. He wanted you to see that he too is a human.

"You're breathtaking." You whisper as you craddle his face on your palms and press your lips against his.

Capitano breath's hitch as he had finally got a taste of your soft lips. His cock twitch inside your pussy causing you to whimper a moan. His tongue then slithered inside your mouth as his hand kept your chin in place.

He kisses you passionately and you returned those ferocious emotions as well. The grip on your hips tightened as he wraps his free hand around your waist bringing your hips down.

"C-Capitano!" You moan loudly as he started to thrust his hips again. Hands flew onto his shoulder gripping on them tightly leaving scratch marks in their wake.

Capitano didn't think anymore and neither did you as well. All you two ever wanted is each other, kindred spirits connected in each others body. You both chase the pleasure in exploring each others bodies that night until one of you can no longer stay conscious.

Capitano rose from his feet and stood up, his prayer is about to end. "How utterly foolish I was to have bedded her in amidst of her vows. But I would not regret that night as she had accepted me as I am." He turns back to the city of Mondstadt with a heavy heart.

"Though she have rejected my marriage proposal, may she find freedom with what I had done for her. Dear Tsaritsa... I pray that I would not love anyone else but her. No one could ever make me feel this way again."

He couldn't blame you honestly, for what could he offer other than a marriage of convenience? A marriage when he isn't home most of the time? A marriage where he may die one day and leave you all alone? A marriage of love... that he wouldn't have.

"Marry me (Y/N), and I promise you will not be caged like a bird. I will let you fly and I only wish that you will have me at your side."

Capitano could feel the thumping of his heart getting louder and his hands were trembling in nervousness. He confessed about his love then proposed to have you be free of your family's burdens.

You on the other hand suddenly froze as you let go of his hold. You bring your hands near your chest not knowing how to respond to his proposal.

"If I were to be your wife, you will treat me as your equal?" You grip onto your long white dress.

"I want you to always be there just like how we've been doing as always." He answers immediately and it sounded nice, the duels, the battles, the sharing of stories with his comrades, and the soft kisses being secretly shared.

And yet that newly found freedom scared you.

"Capitano I... I don't know."

The Harbinger is shattered by your indirect rejection. He kept his composure well and remained standing tall.

"I see but if you would ever change your mind I would still be here before sunrise tomorrow. Her Majesty is calling me back in Snezhnaya." He replies and the tone of his voice is filled with disappointment but with a heavy heart... he must accept your decision.

"Will you come back?" You were absolutely lost and yet hopeful, despite not being able to give an answer... Capitano is pleased that you would want to see him again.

"I will."

He answers while gently caressing your cheek with the knuckles of his armored fingers.

Capitano lied, he never will come back, he already have a letter sent to him by the Jester. They were going to have him stay within Snezhnaya for quite a while. Missions by the motherland always takes years to finish. But he doesn't want you to feel like he's making you come with him impulsively.

If you want him... then by all means come tomorrow before sunrise. Only that way he would be reassured that you came to him because you love him not because you have any choice.

"That is all what I say to my prayers to you, Your Majesty. May you guide my journey back to the homeland." Capitano looked up into the sky and it was almost time for the fake sky to began to glow bright again.

He would leave Mondstadt today with a heavy heart. But at least he would leave with reassurance that you will not suffer in the hands of the Lawrence Clan ever again.

It was a few hours after you had seemingly rejected his proposal. He barged into the estate of the Lawrence Clan. With his sheer intimidation and use of power imbalance your parents released their hold onto you. He is able to gain your freedom, he knew that marriage might not be an option.

Capitano may be ruthless in the battlefield but in the duel of gaining your heart... he would let your happiness win. That is why he opened the cage you had settled in and broke the chains that shackled you.

You were now a free little dove and if he wouldn't be part of your new life... then so be it. As long as you were going to fly and see the world in your own eyes. Just as you had always dreamed since you were a child.

"Let us depart, my comrades."

Capitano pulls the reins of his horse as the rest of the Fatui soldiers followed after his lead.

He would never look back in Mondstadt again because all he could ever remember is your smile. One that he would never see again... he would waste in his lonely desolate tower of melancholic heavy heart. He awaits by an open door and fools himself you'll walk right in and be with him for evermore.

"CAPITANO!!!"

Oh how wrong he was as he heard your voice call out to him.

Capitano turns his head up and saw that there is a bright light that illuminated the road. It wasn't the fake sun but it was you who embodied your pyro vision. You were finally a free little dove as fiery red feathers surrounded your body in the shape of a flying bird.

As the pyro died down around your body, Capitano is smiling behind his mask as he opens his arms to catch you. He was waiting for this ever since the day you had defeated him in a duel.

"My answer is yes, I want to marry you."

You place a kiss on his helm making him rumble a deep chuckle. He gently nudges your cheek with his helm as he wraps his arms around your waist tightly.

He would never let you go now that you were his.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"And I love you too, Captain."

You were finally his and Capitano is finally yours and together you'll be with each other for evermore.

A/N: ayo i am absolutely tipsy rn so I don't know how tf did this shortfic came out I'll probably edit this tomorrow once I'm sober in case there are any errors lmaooo Anyways don't drink and type fanfics 💀

[swaps55]

That ask about Shiala made me remember a thing I often thought and giggled about - One night the Yang crew went out drinking and dancing and competing over who could get the most people to give them their number (contact info, comm frequency or whatever) and obviously Sam won.

Please enlighten me! How?! Did he actually flirt? Did he make the people think that he flirted? Did he bully them into giving him their number? Did he let them know about the bet and made them play along?

And what did Kaidan think about it? Did he even try to win or did he sulk about Sam charming people all over the place?

And what about Sam? What did he think about Kaidan flirting around?

Ahaha, I have actually tried to write this a couple of times - including as a first kiss AU - and just not been successful. This is in part because Kaidan did get too sulky about it and the tone wasn't right for something that was supposed to be stupid, idiot, squad fun, and part of it because I do not know how to write about hitting on people in bars. XD

But I can tell you this: Sam wins because he doesn't try. He's not interested in anyone but has a lot of confidence and is insanely comfortable in his own skin. So he's a magnet for people who want to get in his pants. All he has to do is turn off the death stare that he uses to repel people.

Aslany is too hostile. If anything she probably winds up with a one night stand and no phone numbers. Clay doesn't win because he he's a quality over quantity kind of guy. At some point, Kara resorts to flashing people and probably nearly gets arrested, which further slows down Clay (though he probably manages to get the number of the person trying to throw Kara in the brig).

And Kaidan is just...not built for this, lol.

Eh, what the hell. This is what I wrote for that abandoned first kiss AU based on the Phone Number Contest:

~

“You know, this may be the first time I’ve been hit on so kindly by someone who would clearly prefer to be hitting on someone else.” The brunette woman sitting at the bar swirls the toothpick in her martini, eyebrow raised as Kaidan sighs and leans an elbow on the counter.

“Sorry.” Someone bumps his elbow trying to get to the bartender, and Kaidan shoots them an irritated look. The Space Bar is flooded with people tonight. Between the asari pop cover band on the stage in the back – humans shouldn’t cover asari songs; it just doesn’t sound right – and the overlapping conversations getting louder with each drink, it’s quickly becoming his least favorite place.

“You don’t do this often, do you?” the brunette asks, lip curving in a smile. She is attractive. No denying that. Beaudoin would be interested. Aslany, maybe.

Interested isn’t the point, he reminds himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, Shepard laughs as the woman he’s talking to across the room at a high-top table drops her shoulder and leans in closer. Kaidan takes a long, deliberate sip of his drink. The brunette follows his eye.

“He’s quite handsome, by the way.”

“I’m sorry?” The damn music is way too loud.

She nods towards Shepard. “He’s not into men, I’m guessing?”

A flush burns Kaidan’s neck. He’s not into anything, Kaidan almost says, but isn’t so far gone on the whiskey to let that thought slip out into the open. Though, if he drinks much faster, this damned game isn’t going to end with a winner – it’s going to end with someone peeling Kaidan off the floor.

He steals another glance at Shepard, who has parted ways with the woman and is now on his way back to the bar, pausing to waggle a subtle eyebrow in Kaidan’s direction before settling in to wait for the next one. He’s the only person Kaidan knows who can wear BDUs like they were tailored to fit him.

How the hell is he good at everything? Never in Shepard’s life has he wanted to pick someone up in a bar, yet an hour into this fucking game he’s had six people try and pick him up, and those are just the ones Kaidan’s seen.

“It’s, uh. It’s not. He’s not….” Kaidan clears his throat. “What did you say?”

At least she looks genuinely amused rather than ready to throw a drink in his face.

Kara Pendergrass chooses that moment to run up and practically barrel into his lap, nearly spilling his drink. “I fucking got one, can you believe this shit? People will do anything to see a pair of tits. Sex is so fucking weird.”

The brunette’s eyebrows nearly arch off of her head. Kaidan inserts himself between Pendergrass and the brunette, and apologizes. “Please don’t mind her. She means well.”

Pendergrass looks from him to the woman, then leans over Kaidan’s shoulder. “He’s a nice guy who puts up with a lot of shit, and you should give him your phone number. Because if you don’t, Beaudoin is going to win and I’ll have to watch him gloat about it for a week.”

Kaidan sets his drink on the bar, grabs Pendergrass by both shoulders and steers her away, apologizing over his shoulder to the wide-eyed brunette. They bump into at least four people before they find an open pocket that’s even closer to the dance floor and the crooning band.

“Why?” he demands.

“Come on,” she says with a grin. “She was gonna give it to you.”

“Hardly.”

She slugs him in the shoulder. “People like you, LT. Think it’s your face. If you tried not looking miserable, you might have more luck.”

Elsewhere in the bar, someone shrieks. Kaidan looks over his shoulder, fervently hoping he doesn’t know the cause, and sees Aslany standing over a very dismayed serviceman who is now wearing his drink.

“Fucking hell,” Kaidan mutters under his breath, already moving towards her, but Beaudoin gets there first, like he’d been keeping tabs on her the whole time. In the blink of an eye, Beaudoin is buying him a drink, escorting him away, and probably gets his phone number in the process.

…Did they plan that?

Are they a team? His competitive side flares up a little. Maybe more than a little.

[quinloki]

Bottom!Kid - Day 7 & 8

I decided to join this event like two days before the start, so for my own sanity, I'm doing this as completely off-the-cuff drabbles each day.

Please be aware that means the quality might be lacking more than usual ^_^;

cw: breeding, group sex, afab reader, oral sex, anal sex, spanking, voyeurism, explicit, 18+ only.

I realize it's cheating a little, but I needed to wrap this event up for my own good xD ♥

Benched

“I can’t believe you actually agreed to this.” You muse, looking at Eustass Kid strapped down on the custom bench he had made. You knew it was made for you, even if it was highly adjustable, and very customizable that most of the crew could use it.

But right now the master crafter himself was strapped to it, naked as the day was long, grinning at you.

“You said so yourself, if I can’t break it, no one on the ship can.” He grins.

“You’re just – I mean,” you look over at Killer, Heat and Wire, who are stripping down. “Eustass Kid voluntarily getting bred by his own men. I just hadn’t expected it.”

“If I can’t take it, I shouldn’t be dishin’ it out.” Kid replies. “What do you think you’re doing?”

You had settled into chair in front of him. “Oh, I’ve got the best seat in the house.” You say with a smile. “You always have me so lost in what you’re doing to me, I’ve never seen your face when you cum.”

“You think I have a messy blissed-out face, Mouse?”

You lick your lips and bite your lower lip a little. “I think I’mma find out.”

You watch the lube going into Wire’s hand before he begins to work his captain open. You see the twitch cross Kid’s face before he shifts a little. One finger turns into two, and eventually three. The Captain’s body is mottled red in places as Wire’s long fingers push deep, finding the bundle of nerves that causes Kid to gasp a little, letting the first shivering breath of pleasure escape him.

You’re eating up every little expression and your open enjoyment of it is causing Kid to blush harder despite his efforts.

You kneel down in front of him as you see Killer trade places with Wire as the taller man pulls his fingers out. You and Kid let out a needy gasp together as Killer pushes into him.

“I didn’t… know you were, hngh, such a voyeur.” Kid says, struggling to keep his voice even as Killer picks up the pace.

“Me neither.” You admit leaning in and kissing his neck a little before whispering into his ear. “But I wish I had a thick cock like the others so I could feel you twitching around me. Captain~.” You draw out the last word before nibbling on his ear and you feel his body shiver under you.

“Haa – listen to you.” He grins. “Mouse found that lil’ drop of dom she’s got buried in there.”

Kid’s grin fades as Killer’s pace picks up, his body pulling against the straps holding him against the bench. You can tell he’s trying to hold back with you watching, you pout a little getting ready to admonish him when a loud crack makes you and Kid jump.

You from the sound, Kid from the smack Killer landed on his ass. A surprised gasp is ripped from Kid’s lips followed by another loud crack.

“Don’t disappoint her, Kid.” Killer says, his voice taking on the edge it does when he’s in control.

“F-Fuck s-suddenly it’s a session,” Kid gasps and growls.

“Mm, if you don’t want it to be -.” You begin to prompt, but Kid shoots you a glare and you smile.

Another sharp swat breaks Kid a little more and you can see the pleasure building in him. You lick along his lips, watching them part in pleasure and want before you lean back to watch his face again.

“You want my sweet lips wrapped around you, tongue pressing against your piercings, eyes begging you to fill my pretty… little… mouth…” You punctuate the last few words by twirling your tongue around one of your fingers.

You hear Eustass and the bench groan as his body tenses, and watch as the first orgasm rolls his eyes back a little as he grunts against the pleasure. You hear Killer hiss before he grunts, snapping his hips in a few times before pulling out.

“What did you say to him?” Killer questions as he moves aside for Heat.

Heat and Wire had been teasing one another while Killer had been railing Eustass, so it wouldn’t take them too long to fill him up. The order of the day was to breed the captain, not make him orgasm himself into oblivion.

“Nothing much.” You answer with a devious grin on your face.

“Ah – fuck – Killer, bring that brat to me.” Kid commands, twitching against Heat who was just starting to pick up his pace. You marveled for a moment at the fact that the bench didn’t groan when someone was slamming into Kid, but did when Kid writhed against it.

“Wait brat- me?” You question snapping out of your thoughts.

“Lose the pants, brat.”  Kid snarls. His skin is flushed with pleasure, and his face is still tinged red, but the tone in his voice sends a shiver up your spine regardless of his position.

“Ye-yeah.” You stand up and pull your pants and underpants off, knowing full well you aren’t meant to leave them on.

Killer sits on the chair you had brought over and motions you to sit in his lap. Not sure exactly what’s going to happen, but not against what might, you sit in Killer’s lap. He adjust you easily, leaning your back against his stomach and bracing your ass against his thighs.

His hands grip your legs at the knees and he spreads your legs open as Wire comes over and helps Killer slide the chair toward Eustass’ face.

“W-wait! This is – Haaannngh!” Your protests crumble as your hands grip Killer’s arms when Kid’s tongue plunges into your soaking pussy. “N-Nnnngh!! I’m guh-gonna-!”

“You really were worked up from watching.” Killer muses pushing you into Kid’s mouth a little and hearing the captain’s appreciative tone.

Heat’s pace was picking up, and you could hear – and feel – pleased grunts from Kid vibrating into your core as he feasted on you. You and Heat came at the same time, him with a grip on Kid’s ass, you with a grip on Kid’s hair, fingers flexing as your legs trembled in Killer’s hands.

Killer shifts you all a little, letting Kid rest his head on your lower abs as you basked in your afterglow. Watching as Wire took his place behind Eustass

Wire pushes into Kid and a lewd squelching sound fills the silence before Kid begins moaning, his hot breath skittering across your hip with every shuddering gasp. Wire was probably the tallest on the crew – in more ways than one – and pushed deeper into the captain than anyone else could. Killer gets your attention, making sure you’re watching Kid’s face.

His eyes find yours and he grins for a moment before his expression melts into something far more needy. Wire starts thrusting into him so hard you can feel the jolts against your abs. Kid’s eyes go unfocused as broken, gasping swears start to fall from his lips. He’s still holding back a little, but you can tell he’s trying not to.

You wanted to see his O-face and he’s trying to make sure you do.

“I’ll help.” Heat says, and you hear a click before there’s a vibrating sound from the bench.

“Ahhh-fuck.” Kid swears, his hips bucking involuntarily as the vibrations teased him.

Killer’s arms wrap around you as Kid’s face starts to break in pleasure. “We built it to tease someone’s clit while she’s getting bred,” he whispers into your ear, making the blood rush through your body. “But it can certainly tease all kinds of bodies.”

“Cu-cumming…” Kid growls as his body tenses and the bench groans again. His eyes roll back again and his goes slack as his face flushes. It should probably be the goofiest face you’ve ever seen him make, but instead it’s incredibly hot. Knowing it was because of pleasure, and knowing you were seeing it because he was letting you – trusting you enough.

Heavy panting breaths wash across your skin for a moment before Kid starts kissing the parts of you he can reach. You twitch a little at the tender pleasure, looking forward to what future sessions may bring about.

@kidlawevents

[victorluvsalice]

Merry Christmas Nebby!

@nebbychan I know you gave me two prompts -- I ended up going with Lizzie, Emily, and Kiya having a bitch session about their respective exes/stalkers/unwanted husbands. Because that's always fun to do. XD Hope you like!

All The Shitty Dickheads

“. . .and then he stabbed me! Right here! Ruining my mother’s wedding dress!”

“Awful!” Kiya gasped, hands at her mouth. “The bastard!”

“Indeed – though, personally, I’d be rather more pissed at him for killing me over ruining the dress,” Lizzie admitted, leaning on the table.

“Oh, I’m plenty angry at him for that, I promise,” Emily said, waving her skeletal hand. “But the dress was one of a handful of things I had left of my mother, and he knew it. And it – it hurt to know that it meant so little to him – I meant so little to him – that he could put a blade through it and not feel a thing.” She sighed heavily, resting her chin on her hand. “Anyway, right after that, Eddie knocked me out, and the next thing I know, I’m in the Land of the Dead, lying under the old oak tree. With the dress a complete mess, my jewels and gold missing, and my skin blue. I probably spent my entire first morning here crying.”

“I don’t blame you,” Kiya said, laying a bandaged hand on Emily’s fleshed forearm. “What a horrible thing to happen to you. I’m so sorry.”

“Me too,” Lizzie agreed. “You deserved so much better.”

“Thank you,” Emily said, shooting them both a small, pained smile. “I just – wish I’d been smarter. Listened to my father that one time.”

“No no, don’t go blaming yourself,” Lizzie said, holding up a hand. “You were young and in love, and Eddie obviously knew how to be charming when he wanted to be.” She sighed, the sound whistling down the column of bone that made up her neck. “Besides – even if you had spotted him for what he was, it might not have saved you. I knew Bumby was a rotter from the moment I met him, and it didn’t save me. Or my parents.”

Emily winced. “True. . .you deserved better too. I mean, you were younger than me when you died!”

“Only by about a year.”

“Still younger. And – well.” Emily worried her bottom lip with her teeth. “For all that Eddie destroyed my greatest childhood dream and ruined all my hopes for love Upstairs. . .at least he left me – innocent?”

Kiya’s head whipped around, eyes wide. “What?! Did that–”

“He did,” Lizzie cut in, not really wanting Kiya to finish her sentence. “Bumby – he was an undergraduate at the college where my father worked, and the minute he laid on me, he became obsessed. I found him a creep and rejected him at every turn, but he was never deterred for long. And when Papa finally threatened to get the police involved. . .he broke into my room and took what he wanted by force. And when I tried to fight him off, he choked me into silence – and into death.” She sighed again. “I still don’t know if he meant to kill me or not, but the end result was the same – me dead, rapidly followed by my parents when he set our house on fire to cover his tracks.”

Kiya shook her head. “It’s amazing just what scum men can be,” she muttered. “I’m so glad I was always able to outrun my wifely duties with my own husband.”

“Forced into an unwanted match?” Emily said sympathetically.

“You said it – I saved my kingdom from a terrible threat, and my reward was to become the latest wife of the pharaoh,” Kiya grumbled, rolling her eyes. “An old bastard who insisted that I had to be mummified along with him when he died.”

“Fuck,” was Lizzie’s opinion on that. “Why is it we seemed to deal entirely with horrible men when we were alive?”

“Snacks are here!”

Dan came out of the kitchen, a tray of goodies held proudly before him and Canny Tim at his side. “I’m really hoping you like the spider cookies,” Tim said as Dan placed the tray on the table. “I worked really hard on them.”

“I’m sure they’ll be lovely, Tim,” Kiya said, smiling.

“Your stuff is always delicious,” Emily agreed.

“It is,” Lizzie nodded, chuckling. “And hey, thanks for answering my question.”

Tim blinked. “Question?”

“About why we dealt entirely with horrible men in our lives. Turns out all the good ones were already dead.”

“Hey, that’s unfair to Victor,” Emily protested.

“He’s honorary dead – he doesn’t count.”

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S1Ep14!

Some guy running through the woods

Average interaction between my idiot brothers

HEHE XENA

Gabrielle 🥰

A "Titan's key"? Sounds important

A puzzleee

AJDHDHSH SHE ATE IT. SUCH A MENACE

Nice to meet you "GO AWAY"

Ambrosia! Ohhhh

"We were to be married" Gabrielle is like 😐

Is this disgusting dude the man they're looking for?

Yup

Super awkward trek together.

"Hate's a pretty strong word. But maybe the right one."

I'm not like Other Bloodthirsty Warlords much

Xena's like GF come here

"And I'm asking you to trust me" AAAAA

"There's four of us" "There doesn't have to be"

Xena prepared to rip him to shreds for threatening her gf. She's just like Vastra fr 🦎

GABRIELLE WITH THE BAG

Bruh, he just killed him

They just leave the guy in the woods. Lol.

WHAT NICE HALLOWEEN DECORATIONS. Skeletons on wheels

Arrows again

Oh and a bridge. Of course.

Course it breaks

OH FFS WHAT IS WRONGGGG WITH THIS GUY

The bridge rips.

I FUCKING HATE HIM

👀 She saves her girlfriend

"You stinking, smelling scumbag"

Can we just agree that both these men are SHIT.

"She's worthless" oh Xena is pissedddd

"If she dies, you die" HHHHEHEHE I LOVE LESBIANS WILLING TO KILL FOR THEIR LOVER

GABRIELLE. WHERE. GIRLFRIEND???

Don't talk to the man........

GET YOUR SHIT HANDS OFF GABRIELLE YOU CUNTFACE

HEHEHE XENA GONN KILL HIM

"Don't mess with my (girl)friend"

"You hurt my friend and I'll rip your throat out" Hehehehe Xena your lesbianism is showing

Gabrielle you're so cute I love you

"Nonamea".... Almost like it has... No name...

OH SHIT. They just dishonoured the temple thousandfold...

"Your doom is assured!" *sees his men be beaten up* "However, I might be mistaken" sjdhdvsgsh

Let's settle for the men are both idiots

"Well this is going to be a pleasant evening" GABRIELLE XDDD

"Rock. Rock. Rock!" kicks sand. XD

AHAHAHA GABRIELLE BEAT HIM

"Don't pull a ring" ffs he pulled it XD

Ohhh, treashör.

TITAN'S KEY.

NAURRRR IS GABRIELLE GONE TOO

"if you let me go I'll build a temple to you"

Gabrielle i love you btw

FFS of course the guy stepped onto something

It does look very pretty

STOP PUTTING A KNIFE TO GABRIELLE'S THROAT

He was stabbed or whatever. Idc

Xena is very strong. Lovelyyy

Oop. Did she shoot him with his own knife

"Pls gimme my redemption arc before I die" How about no. Die <3

Ahhh,her wedding bracelet

Anyway back to lesbians.

"He was a good man" debatable.

Anyway. Lesbians.

[clavissionary-position]

Gilbert vs. Fenrir vs. Kicho

»» Gilbert vs Vlad here

After seeing how Gilbert, Fenrir and Kicho were all put on the same Ikemen All-stars team this year, I'm just imagining Gil and Fenrir getting into a shoot-out and my god it's epic.

Like just the mental image of Gil twirling his cane to deflect bullets lmfaoooo

Fen's out here dodging Gil's bullets like sonic the hedgehog, jumping and rolling off floors, columns, walls, the frickn ceiling😭

At one point they end up with each other's guns, which is my excuse to see Gil double-wielding

Then Kicho shows up and we're not sure whose side he's on even though we're also sure that he's 10000% Team Kicho. The confusion comes from him stepping in to seemingly save Fenrir by firing a bullet that misses Gilbert by a half of a half of a half of a half of a centimeter. Fenrir, whose sitting point-blank to the gun pointed at him, takes the opportunity to roll off the side of the raised platform they're on and kick Gilbert's gun out of his hand in the process.

The gun lands in Kicho's possession. He looks at it with a completely bored expression. Then he smiles ever so faintly and aims Gilbert's gun at Fenrir's head.

Fenrir is still recovering from being kicked in the guts by Gilbert's Kick of Death. When Kicho points the gun at him, Fenrir sighs and mutters "Give me break, man."

Gilbert laughs and sits down on the edge of the platform and begins massaging salve against his throat where Kicho's bullet grazed him. He gazes down at Kicho. "I'd admire your gall for going after my prey. If it wasn't completely theatrical and contrived. Hehe, well... that has its entertainment too, I suppose."

Kicho pulls the trigger and Fenrir falls back dead. Except Fenrir isn't dead. It would turn out that Kicho and Fen had worked out a deal beforehand for Kicho to pretend to kill Fen so that Fen could use the opportunity to sneak off and enter Gilbert's castle to rescue Alice and Mai. While Kicho distracts Gilbert with Epic Gun Fight Part 2.

Epic Gun Fight Part 2 sees Gilbert dodging extensively and freakishly for the first half since Kicho is operating both Gilbert's gun and his own. Gilbert's gun only has about 2 bullets left, but that's still 2 extra bullets. It's only when Gilbert ambushes Kicho in the shadow of an archway, using his cane to make Kicho drop the gun, that he's able to get the gun back.

Or so he thinks, because Kicho power-kicks it mid-fall into an open grate, and in the same motion pivots so that the tip of his gun is flush against Gilbert's forehead.

Gilbert smiles, as radiant as a summer day. "This has been fun, but I'm sure your friend's found what he's looking for by now." Proving that, of course, he knew what Kicho and Fenrir were up to.

Kicho lowers the gun. "You know that's not why I'm here." He takes something out of his pocket and holds it out for Gilbert.

Gilbert stares at it, his expression blank and lightless. "I see. Get close enough to kill me, then spare me, then exploit that mercy for a favor." He looks back at Kicho and smiles. "Just like I would have done."

Meanwhile inside the castle Fenrir bursts into the dining room... and discovers Emma, Mai and Alice having a tea party and discussing which of their men would win in a gun-fight.

"And that's how Kicho gets a free favor from Gilbert," Mai says as if commenting on the weather. "It's so cheesy and cliche, and hardly how I would go about it, but I love how he analyzes his opponents and uses their own game against them."

Emma giggles. "Well now I want to know how you'd go about it."

Alice puts her teacup down. "Careful, Emma. That almost sounds like you're challenging Mai to a gunfight."

Mai smirks. "I'd be disappointed if she wasn't."

Fenrir stares at the trio. "Wait, so you weren't in any danger?"

--- Mai vs Emma vs Alice Epic Gunfight Part 3 I guess XD Also omg I somehow didn't mention Roderich once in this hahaha. He was sleeping, and Gilbert didn't have the heart to wake him

[suometar]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @kallisto-k last week and since I always get their tags on Thursday, I decided to jump directly to next Wednesday :D

I've worked on four wips over the last week (out of seven in total lol) but two of them I'm writing with a friend so you'll get snippets of the two of my own!

Also enjoy the rare view into one wip I've worked more on and then another one that's literally just first words on a paper at the moment XD

WIP #1: Shutter love

The preparation routine, close to meditation, was interrupted by someone walking into the studio. Steve raised his gaze from the screen and a smile spread across his face when he saw Billy.

“Hi! Welcome! I’m Robin, we talked on the phone,” Robin greeted Billy, walking to him, and showing where he could leave his coat and his cloth bag to wait for the shoot to begin.

“Happy to be here,” Billy replied with a smile.

Steve took in the sight of Billy and Robin greeting each other. A shaft of sunlight streaming through the high windows caught the edges of Billy’s blond hair, igniting golden halos to dance around his head.

As if feeling Steve’s gaze, Billy looked up and their eyes locked. Time stretched thin, gossamer and fragile between them. The gaze was an electric thread, unspooling from from whatever it had been gathered into the other night, weaving through the space, drawing them together despite the distance.

Steve broke the spell first and walked towards Billy, each step measured and sure, but his pulse thrummed beneath his skin, betraying an excitement he hadn’t felt in years. There was something about this young model, something that beckoned like the promise of an undiscovered country.

“Hi! Nice to see you again,” Steve said, extending his hand and feeling the spark ignited in him in the party a few nights ago rekindling at the touch.

“Yeah, you too,” Billy replied, taking Steve’s hand and shaking it with firm confidence. A handshake of someone who knew their worth but didn’t make too much out of it.

The handshake lingered for a heartbeat longer than necessary and so they stood there, the handshake evolving into a recognition of the energy that was sparking between them.

Then the world rushed back in, and Steve rushed to remind him he knew nothing about Billy and definitely not if he was free or even interested in men.

“It’s an honor to get to work with you, Mr. Harrington,” Billy continued, his lips curving into a smile that reached his eyes. The sincerity in his tone matched the grip of his hand—earnest and eager.

“Please, call me Steve,” Steve said, releasing Billy's hand reluctantly. “And the pleasure is all mine."

::::::::::

WIP #2: Get out of my dreams, get into my car

“Uh…no. I’m not angry about…anything,” Steve replied.

“Good. Because you don’t have to worry about that. Moving away, I mean. I’m not planning on moving in with anyone soon.”

“Oh. Wait. You’re not?”

“Should I be?”

“But…Was the date horrible?”

“No, it wasn’t. It was nice.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.”

“Planning to see them again?” Steve asked quietly after a moment, staring at his coffee mug.

Billy shrugged. “Maybe.”

Steve just nodded.

Billy could feel the tips of his ears burning when he tried to find words for the second thing he wanted to talk about. “Um…That wasn’t all I wanted to talk about.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Uh…” Billy took a deep sigh. Better just to spit it out. “The red panties…” He felt his face burning. “They’re, uh…they’re mine. I, uh…I—I like to wear them. Sometimes. It’s a secret and…no one has known until now. I’m sorry you had to find out that way.”

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No pressure tags: @destroya2005 @disdaidal @medusapelagia and everyone else who wants to participate!

[walkingstackofbooks]

DS9 4x10 Homefront and 4x11 Paradise Lost thoughts (I’m re-watching, so beware spoilers for future episodes!) [2 July '23]

"Dax is the most humanoid person I know." XD

The Siskos' relationship is so important to me :3

Not vegetables wait takes hee hee

Miles' and Julian's attempted London accents XD Miles' is better than Julian's though which is hilarious given Julian's dad had that accent

Quark was a ship's cook once? interesting

Quark's "Humans. All you care about is yourselves." is kind of true though - yes, Ferengi values are different, but that doesn't mean Quark's feelings weren't similar

Anyone I can look up for you "Uh no.. No." That's the perfect response, given what we learn about Julian's family later on.

"I don't believe in luck... but I appreciate the sentiment." Odo <3 That's quite sweet

I love the Klingon beliefs - killing their pwn gods is the most Klingon thing

Acting head of security! :O Is Layton a changeling?; Who wants to get Sisko off DS9? I cannot rememner!

"When are you gonna stop growing?" Not yet, Joseph, Jake's still shooting up!

"Nathan, the usual." This is so cute that Nog is already part of the extended family <3

"They call it the academy but what it really is is school." Nog!!! You knew this?!!!

"I am a good guy to be around, aren't I?" Jake and Nog are the cutest friendship, I love how easily he restored Nog's confidence <3

Nog just being like "I can just ask Captain Sisko for a favour, why not?" - he's really good at going after what he wants unapologetically.

The fact Sisko just tenderly kisses his dad is very sweet, I love how gentle all the Sisko men are

"I had a talk with your doctor." That's a violation of doctor-patient confidentiality, surely?

"They don't all share Odo's lack of skill when it comes to mimicking humans." Ouch

"This business has got you so twisted around you can't think straight." Well, yes... shapeshifters are tricky.

"If I was a smart shape-shifter, a really good one, the first thing I would do would be to grab some poor soul off the street, absorb every ounce of his blood, and let it out on cue whenever someone like you tried to test me." Joseph is serving the real facts - this has already, presumably, been done by the Martok-changeling.

"It's like he's carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders." "He is." Jake knows what's up, bless him. 4x11 Paradise Lost

"I'd hate to see the members of Red Squad get into any trouble." Sisko can just be so cool under pressure.

"I'm not lying to you, sir." This cadet has balls - it cannot be easy to stick to your guns when Sisko's laying into you like that!

It's weird seeing a changeling so open about what they are, taking the form of O'Brien just because they can, but not actually pretending to be him.

Hah, Sisko has the same laugh as Jake! "And dated her for three years" haha

"I never knew it was so easy to break into classified Starfleet files." "Everything I know I learnt from Quark." I'm.. really not sure what to make of that admission. Makes sense though - Quark's presumably been doing it for far longer than Odo? Hmmmm

How did they change Sisko's blood for a changeling's?! Is Benteen a shapeshifter?

Uggh, Sisko, why tell Layton your plan? That's always a bad idea! Unless you're recording this to use against him?

"They've been told everyone on the Defiant has been replaced by shape-shifters." - You're willing to risk the lives of so many Starfleet officers, Layton?! That's when you know you're the bad guy!!

 "I only wish I'd taught you more about the importance of loyalty." "You want to talk to me about loyalty? After you broke your oath with the Federation, lied to the people of Earth, ordered one of our own starships to fire on another! You don't have the right." Sisko!!! ❤️

"I hope you're not the one making the mistake." For once, I agree with Layton - God, I hope you're not the one making the mistake here, Sisko. I don't like Layton... but he was fighting so hard for earth in his own way, he's so sure this will end badly. I just don't know.

[cinamun]

They don’t trust Hope. She left because she thought if she got some life experience or whatever went through her head, they would trust her more. Maybe she wanted to prove it to herself and her parents that she can do it. Now if it was Darren who would have put his hands on Hope like he used to do Indya (let us not forget) it would be a different conversation. They are a toxic couple that should’ve never gotten married, imo. To me they are facading “growth”. Again, I ask “where is it?” because whenever something comes up, they go back. That’s not growth. Is it because they live in a nice house and Indya is no longer using men? Is it because Darren is no longer punching people in the face? As a child, we want to understand where our parents come from and Hope is always “it’s ok”-ing and trying to be woke with her parents trauma. At some point, I believe we need to say, “So what about your trauma.” Why? Because at some point in this life, you need to be responsible for your own actions and words and not keep blaming what your mama, your daddy, the streets, who/whatever did to you. You need to heal it. These two have not dealt with any consequences of the b.s. they pulled to each other and now Hope and mostly likely Deera and DJ. You can not treat people any way you want to even those you parent. Hope can get the same treatment. She was disrespectful. They wrapped her so much in bubble wrap that she literally can’t live a life. Hope is going to get hurt anyway because that’s life. My point is so often we want to give grace to parents just because they are your parents. I’m SO over that. No amount of “sorry” can undo the harm that is done. There was a short story I read about a dad telling his son to hammer a nail into the fence whenever he was mad. Later he told him to remove the nails, while saying sorry. Although the nails were out, the residue is still there. I pray they can get through this, but something needs to change. When stuff like this happen, that’s why some parents end up being alone on their death bed and be wondering what went wrong. Or some kids hold stuff in and shows up in harmful ways such as self-harm. I think we’ve been giving them grace. I’m so sick it. I have no sides because everyone in this household is 1000% wrong. (2/2) Guess I had more characters allowed than I thought. XD. I am trying to root for them to be better but I am giving up Hope. I know for me I am forgiving until I get fed up. Then that grace turns to anger and I want to make others hurt 1000 times over. That's something I am working through. Human beings are trash sometimes. ><

Part one on the bottom. *cracks knuckles* Let's get into it:

I gotta say, if you haven't seen any growth from Darren and Indya throughout this entire story (started 7 years ago), I wonder if we're reading the same story! And that's not shade. The growth isn't just monetary. Its how they interact with each other in a way that is loving, nuturing and soft which has been woven very intricately throughout the story. Even Indya's mom showed empathy and warmth when she wanted to. I think you remember the bad things because they were very bad things so they stick out, but as Darren says, we prefer to leave the past right where it is.

A few things:

What they meant by "not going back" was infidelity, physical abuse, sleeping around for money, shooting people, you know... the life they were living. They haven't gone back.

Parenting level 9 is still there, in fact, Darren is level 9 as well. Even the best of parents have lost their shit with their kids.

"I got in one little argument and my mom got scared so she cussed me out and read me for filth when my siblings weren't there" (this is me, remixing the fresh prince theme song... work with me)

I honestly don't think the argument is strong enough for how this interaction with Hope is setting them back and continuing the cycle of generational trauma. This is the first time that Indya has reacted like this with Hope. Ever. And it wasn't for a minor offence, AND Hope clapped back a lil bit. Think about how many times they just ground her, or better yet, the time Indya didn't tell Darren about the weed, or the club...

Hope can't get "life experience" at 16 on the streets. That's what Indya had to do, that's what Indya and Darren are trying to prevent, right? So Hope didn't leave for that reason. And "she can do it" do what? Survive on the street? We don't want that...

We'll get into the trust part shortly.

Darren may very well still be punching people in the face.... I have no further comment at this time.

I would argue Indya and Darren are living the consequences of their previous actions by participating in the very difficult task of raising children to be healthy, happy, loved and cared for. They are not perfect, but you don't have to be perfect to be a parent.

I get how this situation is triggering. I truly do. I've also written these characters to behave in the exact way that they just did. I've also tried to be very clear about who they are. We are still learning who Hope and her siblings are.

Getting help, dealing with issues is something that happens throughout your life. You can get as far as you can, but I don't believe that you fix all your problems at any given point. Its progressive. So to say they should have "dealt with that" before having children, well... they did.

Its so curious to me that Indya has been cancelled by a few folks now for reacting in a way she was written to. And in a way that makes sense given the severity of what Hope did (everyone agrees it was very very bad).

I really like the nail analogy because even when you apologize the damage is still there. Like Hope, coming in the living room apologizing. She already damaged her parents. It goes both ways.

Finally, these little pixels are not the SimHuxtables as someone else put it. They are products of my wild imagination and there's no telling how they'll end up.

[julie-su]

Some folks on the BK server asked more for the ask game, so here we go on Omega, Battle Lord Kukku, and Julie-Su!

Julie-Su: Sexuality Headcanon: Bisexual - but she doesn't know this, until Rouge one day flirts with her to try and cause maximum chaos, instantly confusing Julie-Su... Cue new rendition of Kick the Rock. 'I don't love you!' .. I think she's poly like I think Knuckles is. Gender Headcanon: I said before 'she/her gay', and I think if you can decipher that, then you get what I'm saying. But if you can't, I can't help XD A ship I have with said character: .. -looks up- -looks down- -looks all around- -up in the air and on the ground- I mean, Knuxsu is the only one for me XD I'm also open to others, as long as Knuckles and Julie-Su are together still. A BROTP I have with said character: We already did Mighty and Julie-Su when I went through Mighty headcanons, so... I think that Julie-Su really enjoys hanging out with Remington. I mean, the second thing he did was pop a helmet on her and give her a gun and tell her to ride along and shoot things XD I think when she finds out he's her nephew, she's overjoyed. And a little confused at the timeline, but overjoyed nonetheless XD also she gets away with way too much. "Hey, Remy? .. I know you play by the rules, but you're not getting this gun back. It's mine." A NOTP I have with said character: Mighty x Julie-Su, I also don't like Julie-Su x Shade as I see Shade as someone who is ... 23-26? I won't like, stop anyone, as there's really no canon age for Shade, though - it's just my personal headcanon. A random headcanon: I think that it takes Julie-Su a long while to truly come down from how she was treated as a soldier, but Knuckles slowly helps her to lower her guard. The Chaotix slowly become a family to her, she even lets her guard down with Vector! Sure, she wants to clock him over the head half of the time, but she will also march right into battle if anything ever happens to him or his. She cares in an... Intense and scary way. General Opinion over said character: Julie-Su is my absolute favourite - something about her just makes me happy. It's funny, I kind of didn't like her at first! But the more I re-read, the more I just felt myself drawn to her. I suppose it was a 'I hate you because you remind me of that part of me that I hate' - but you learn to love yourself, and then you look at the character, and you want to weep for how you have tried to inhibit loving yourself and this character. I don't know, it does run deep with my dear Julie-Su ^^

Battle Lord Kukku Sexuality Headcanon: ... He's straight, for sure, but he for sure says things like 'Everybody looks at men, it doesn't mean anything'. So he's not straight. But he is. You get it Gender Headcanon: -looking at him- ... Cis male A ship I have with said character: ... ... Okay, this is left-field, and also begs questions of 'how did you even get there..?' but that's MY butterfly effect in convos. Dr. Quark and Lord Kukku have got soemthing going on. It's like Eggman and Wily type. Don't worry about it. A BROTP I have with said character: This man spends waaaay too long completely on his own, secluded from society. We have got to start doing a villains mixer, and see who he befriends. A NOTP I have with said character: ...? I really don't know XD A random headcanon: I think that he secretly enjoys millet sticks. You walk in on him and he is just eating that thing with reckless abandon. It's kind of cute, kind of disturbing. General Opinion over said character: I think he's so fun! I love the two different iterations in the comics for a guy from a game like Tails' Adventure. How fun! I really like that he sits on a bird perch in the comics.

Omega: Sexuality Headcanon: Explosions and Death and and Murder Gender Headcanon: Murder and Death and Explosions A ship I have with said character: ... Shade and Omega intrigues me. I wouldn't say that I ship it, but I DO find it fun enough to mention. "Your weaponry is........ Adequate" ".. Is Omega flirting with that echidna?" A BROTP I have with said character: Team dark is too easy! I really like when he finds unlikely allies. Everybody he gets along with in Treasure Team Tango, THAT is gold, and I have subscribed to it. I also think it's hilarious when people take it one step further, and have him get along well with Vanilla because he has decided to protect Cream with his life. A NOTP I have with said character: You know, I don't think I've ever seen any Omega ship that has made me reel back. But it's possible I haven't seen a lot of Omega content on the internet. A random headcanon: I think that sometimes Shadow monologues to him at length, and Omega isn't replying, so he asusmes he's listening. Omega is simply recharging his firepower before going to find something to blow up. But he does appreciate it. General Opinion over said character: I .. Absolutely adore omega. He never fails to make me laugh, he's just so... FUN. He genuinely is one of my faves!

[wyverian-lady525]

Aaaa I have too many ideas XD but the boys with an overly feminine (not a drag queen just simply very feminine) male S/O?

Sure! Enjoy! Sorry if it's short! I struggled to think of things

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The Boys (Kyle, Reverto, Cheval, and Alwin) with an Overly Feminine Male S/O

Kyle

-"Dainty" is how Kyle would have first described you. You weren't a typically defined man as you weren't into being muscular or fighting or other things like that. You were more of a feminine type of man, physically and so forth. Much slenderer and such, like a lady. But you also just had a taste for the finer things in life. Kyle teased you for such as first, but then as Tsukino pointed out, his teasing meant something much deeper. It was then that he realized that despite your oddity in his eyes, he was falling in love with it, with you.

-Life with you is always interesting because Kyle sometimes forgets about your feminine likes. While he's into one thing, like upgrading his weapon, your over looking at something much prettier. In fact, his family actually thought Kyle was in a relationship with a woman before Kyle made the revelation that you were a man. His family didn't care, but you were susceptible to their teasing for a bit. You took it in all in stride, used to it, but Kyle was ready to bite their heads off.

-If you try to get Kyle into your feminine things that you're into, he'll get all embarrassed. You understand that it's all a matter of preference, but you thought it was thoughtful to invite him into your likes. But now you and Kyle have an understanding to keep to your own things. After all, you weren't all into coming out into the field and shooting things with him. You weren't really built for that.

Reverto

-Hunters have different stereotypes when it comes to masculine and feminine traits as was kind of stated above. Reverto is a perfect example of a masculine man, a hunter, and the only "feminine" thing about him is his fear of bugs. At least, that's what people tease him for. So he knows he has no right to tease you about your femininity, even though you are a man. In fact, Reverto kind of likes that you go beyond the stereotypes. You have a dancer's body, which he adores, and he finds you attractive. He knew to look past what others think and focus on what he thinks.

-People find the relationship to be a bit humorous. Not in a bad way, they aren't mean about it. They just find it funny how Reverto can appear so gruff, and you can appear so gentle, yet you both are men. His hunter buddies get a little confused about it, like why don't you want to pick up a weapon and help your lover out. But to each their own. Anytime you get bugged about it, Reverto is there to defend you, lecturing the people on how everyone likes their own style.

-However, don't try to get him involved because Reverto will politely decline. He may believe that people can like what they want, but stereotypes are still there, and he has a reputation to upkeep. You understand, but that doesn't stop you from shoving a bug in his face for the comment. Hey, there's something feminine that you can tease him about.

Cheval

-Riders are a lot more easy-going when it comes to these kinds of things than hunters are. They don't have harshly defined stereotypes. To each their own is kind of what the belief is, and Cheval feels that whole-heartedly. After all, he's not all that masculine in the eyes of some people. He's on the smaller side compared to someone like Reverto. So, he embraces your feminine side wholeheartedly, and he's kind of inspired that you aren't afraid to be yourself. It's one of the qualities he finds most attractive about you. If you're more into feminine things, go right ahead.

-You guys are always traveling around, so no one is around to cause problems or make fun. You guys can just do whatever you want in the relationship, judgement free. Something he loves about you is that you can still relate to him despite your differences. You might be into more feminine things, but that doesn't stop you from understanding some of his problems. In fact, it really helps you understand his emotional baggage more. He can talk openly about any nightmares he has with you. Also, Rathi adores you almost more than she adores her own rider. You guys just understand each other.

-Unlike our other two bachelors, Cheval isn't so unwilling to try out some things you are into. Sure, he feels a little awkward depending on what the activity or thing is, but he cares enough for you to not just shut it down immediately just because he isn't used to it. But you've been into more feminine things for a while, so perhaps it's best if he just leaves you to it. That doesn't stop him from loving you though.

Alwin

-Wyverians are even less stereotypical than riders. That said, they have their own cultural beliefs when it comes to both masculinity and femininity. While they might believe your behavior to be odd, that doesn't mean that they are rude about it. Perhaps they just need some explanation. At least, that's what Alwin needs when he first notices your overly feminine behavior and traits. You were a guy, and he had to ask again just to be sure. I mean, he understands in the end. He too is more on the feminine side if we're being honest; slender and graceful in appearance anyway. Like Cheval, he loves how you can be so open about yourself.

-Staying in Rutoh is actually the best option because the people there, while closed off from the world, tend to be open minded once you persuade them enough. He's more inquisitive than the others, asking what made you get into this and so forth. He's curious about your likes towards the femineity that you seem to overly relate yourself with. The wyverian is open to learning new things, and to him, this seems normal for humans. He's shocked to learn that not everyone sees this as normal or right. Alwin makes himself vow to protect you from anyone who judges you for your qualities.

-He's probably the only one who is open to seeing your views and likelihood without feeling weird. Alwin has no reason to after all because he hasn't grown up with any of the stereotypes being voiced around him. That said, it might feel a little unnatural at times, but that's just because of his own upbringing and genes. You being yourself is really all he needs in life.

[kocherry]

Illicit Affairs

Pantalone x Reader

Summary: When a debt needs to be collected shall you pay by a gamble? Or by mora? Or would rather have paid with blood? The 9th Harbinger and the Gambling Queen plays a game of cards to decide who will pay for the debt. In the midst of their gamble, the former doesn't rely on luck and let his own schemes come into play.

TW: Gambling Addiction, Suicide Implication due to playing Russian Roulette, Mentions of Mutilation there is actually some fluffiness to this onshot xD

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The Regrator smiled ominously as the sound of his footsteps filled an empty hall. He is a tall raven-haired man wearing an all-black extravagant suit that could feed a family for generations. He is always dressed up for an occasion but today is a special day because he would visit his favorite person to hate in an underground gambling den.

Beneath Liyue's striving business harbor there is hidden paradise for those who love to gamble. The atmosphere of a thriving gambling den filled the entire grand hall. The Regrator find it rather deafening to hear agonizing cries and victorious laughs. Only the continuous clinking of mora are music to his ears.

The 9th Harbinger strides forward surprising the people that were gambling. Many had owed him a debt, to which he would someday demand. The Regrator only had one irritation in mind, a particular woman that caused a massive source of bankruptcy to gamblers in Liyue Harbor. Practically speaking, the Northland Bank is being questioned by the Tianqiuan because they were quite aggressive in collecting their debts to the people.

“Lord Harbinger, to what do I owe the pleasure of having you grace our presence?”

There you were in the middle of a table surrounded by men and women from the distinguished Wang family of Liyue Harbor. They all looked like their souls had been sucked out of their body by how pale they all locked. On your hand is a gun manufactured in Snezhnaya that was bought in an illegal market. You were placing it back at the center table since your turn had just ended.

Pantalone didn’t miss the blissful look of satisfaction from the thrill of this dangerous game on your face. His eyes were close and his lips were smiling, and you could tell the smile is out of frustration. “There is no need for such formalities Miss (Y/N), I want to talk, now would you kindly end this horrific game of shooting yourselves in the head?” He asks politely sitting down across you from the table with his hands intertwined.

“Ah would you like to join us Lord Harbinger?” You ask reaching out for the pistol but Pantalone beat you to it.

He examines the pistol and when he opens the revolver, there is only a single empty bullet, no wonder the Wang family already looked so pale because one of them would die soon. “I know these pistols like the back of my hand Miss (Y/N), you would lose against me so I might not be an interesting opponent.” He dismantles the weapon with one click dropping its parts on the floor.

“There’s lots of games to play and I wouldn’t mind if I would gain another fortune from you.” You didn’t mind if he interfered with the game, after all once the Regrator actually sits in a gambling table, it would mean something interesting is going to happen.

“Very well, give us some space.” He lets the frightened people you were gambling with make themselves scarce, to think that the arrogant family who loaned from the bank could fall into grace because of one woman. “It is rather unbecoming of the Wang family to be in deep trouble that is why I shall take matters into my own hands.” Had it not been for their massive debt being investigated by the Tianqiuan and the Millelith, he wouldn’t show his face here.

Since you were the source of their debt, he would like to see you squirm across him when he would utterly give you a taste of your own medicine.

“Oh? You’re helping them? That’s rather generous of you Lord Harbinger.” You ask looking at him weirdly, he seems to be in a foul mood so it was kind of weird he would offer help.

“Generous? You’re mistaken, I’m merely letting them sort themselves out.” Well nevermind he is definitely pissed off but not at them rather at you. “Seeing the doors of death may satisfy your gambling addiction but it would be terrible if our clients died because of it.” He places his elbows on the table and leans his chin to his hands that were still intertwined.

Somehow you seem to get the gist of how much trouble you were causing him and the Fatui, you grin at this. . “They still have a pending debt to me by 312 million mora, and since they already loaned 500 million mora from the Northland Bank they can’t pay us both.” You were beginning to follow up and since th  Regrator wants you to back off, he would have to work hard for it. “So how about this, if you win against me, they surely would have a will of hope to pay you back because I’ll let go of the debt that they owe from me.” You offered, after all having a Harbinger as your opponent would be a challenge.

But besides that, you want to wipe of the shitty smile on his lips.

“Now you’re rather a generous one.” He replies with an amused hum.

“Mora isn’t a problem to me after all, it’s a rare opportunity to play against you.” You shrug brushing off the fact you could lose a fraction of your savings.

Despite having different philosophies in the pleasures of life, the 9th Harbinger didn’t build his fortune through gamble. No, he would never do that, he is an articulate and precise individual who always get what he wanted because of a meticulous plan. Unless… he wants something from you.

“I’m not a man who would let luck guide my fate, I would rather have a plan and invest rather than gain fortune through gambling. I didn’t become a successful man just so I could play like a greedy pig, however your proposal is rather amusing.” Pantalone places both of his hands off the table while pushing his glasses upwards, then he slightly opens his eyes staring at you with a venomous glare. “Do you have that much confidence in yourself Miss (Y/N)?” His tone changed from the suave yet sickly sweet into animosity.

The Wang family were absolutely frozen from their places not knowing whether to be happy or not that the Regrator is choosing to deal with the Gambling Queen.

You absolutely were shaking on your seat, not from being intimated but from excitement, an angry Pantalone is unpredictable after all. “You’re a human who built an entire fortune ever since you were a poor little babe but Lord Harbinger, I’m not like you. You may think gambling will cost you everything but even so, I still gamble. You know why?” You taunt him while pointing a finger towards his direction. “Because I enjoy the thrill of losing everything.” The sound of delight you let out made everyone in the den absolutely concluded that you were insane.

“Only a lunatic would ever think that way. Very well since I do not enjoy backing down from a fight… I propose we bet on 800 million mora and I’ll play a game against you.” The Regrator closes his eyes again and smiles as he proposes a higher stake and from the look of pleasure in your face, he is glad you would take the bait.

“I accept, let’s gamble Lord Harbinger~!”

A random gambler is poorly picked by the Fatui since they have no involvement in both parties to make the game fair. The cards and chips were already being placed on the surface by the poor boy who kept shaking in his position. He then divided the 800 million mora into two so that he could divide the chips into 1 million mora each. Then each of you would have a total of 400 million mora worth of 400 chips each.

Both Pantalone and you would bet fractions of the declared mora divided and it is represented by a chip along with it are face-down cards. After looking at the card in secret, both of you would then receive a second card but without looking what it is as you both displayed it on your foreheads. The pair of numbers in each set will be followed by a pair of suits and one that has no match is called a pig. Gaining a pair of cards is a win and if it’s mismatched then it’s a lost.

To win the entire game, one must earn the entire half from the opponent and by the looks of the current game, the tie is about to break between the Regrator and the Gambling Queen.

“Call, twenty-two chips.” You push the chips towards the center, sweating a bit because you bet a lot of mora for this round.

“Call, thirty chips.” Pantalone is even bolder than you as he had higher stakes.

At the start the chips being betted barely reached ten but when you had bet higher than that and lost, it seems to have changed Pantalone’s hesitation to risk larger amount. Since the two of you were always tying with the amount of chips being lost and then gained, you decided to bet more chips.

“P-Proclamations have been declared please raise your cards!” The watcher squeaks.

“5 hearts, 10 hearts, a mark.” Pantalone declares confidently as he shows his cards.

“3 clubs, 7 diamonds, a pig.” You were supposed to feel frustrated but instead you were smiling at your lost as Pantalone’s subordinate collected the chips.

“610 million mora, do you plan on catching up again Miss (Y/N)?” Pantalone raised an eyebrow still smiling despite playing for almost an hour.

“Oh I do, call, one hundred and fifty chips.” You push half of them to the center causing a massive disruption from the audience who were watching.

“That’s more than half of your entire pile Miss (Y/N), are you really willing to take such a risk?” He asks, rather surprised about the stakes you were willing to cross.

“The game is getting boring for a while Lord Harbinger, it’s always a tie, so might as well change that eh?” You were trying to push his buttons to garner genuine reactions and your efforts to make him at least risk more chips are all for naught.

“Well, it would be a shame to back out from such a bold declaration.” He hums in delight through his fake smile, you lean closer as his hands went over his huge pile of chips. “Unlike you I don’t plan on losing, call, eleven chips.” He says teasingly as he throws over a really small amount causing you to groan in pain.

“P-P-Proclamations have been declared please raise your c-cards!” Somehow the watcher is even more intimidated by how heated the two of you were looking at each other.

“A shame, I have a pig, it’s six hearts and ten spades.” Pantalone calmly said.

The Wang family could feel their souls coming back because of how less of a risk taker their representative against the Gambling Queen. Everyone knows that Pantalone is provoking her to bet higher, at least that’s what they see anyway.

“Mark with two and four diamonds.” You slammed your hand onto the desk angered by the Regrator’s lack of enthusiasm and mockery. “Ugh seriously? Are you this boorish? Or are you that arrogant? Or perhaps, a coward the Lord Harbinger? I’m sure 800 million mora is nothing but a pocket money to y-”

The sound of chips clicking against each other and the pile on the center grew much bigger than the last bet. “Five-hundred and ten chips, call.” The look of surprise and utter confusion is something Pantalone would really relish this moment, your expression shifted into fear then into more confusion. “How adorable did I make the Queen of Gambling speechless? Did you honestly think I’m doing this half-heartedly? My dearest (Y/N), when mora is at stake, I don't need to take risks because I don't really believe in luck.” He is practically skipping in his words as he stands up drawing closer to you, his hands over your shoulders gently caressing them.

Suddenly everything seems to be a puzzle the moment Pantalone stepped into the gambling den, asking an audience with you, played a card game, letting most of the audience watch eagerly… letting all of the gamblers watch eagerly. You just noticed that no one is playing anymore as they were intrigued by a Harbinger and the Gambling Queen going against each other.

They started to bet on who would win and no one had even left the den.

‘No one left ever since we started playing… and then he bet on most of his chips… what is he up to?’

When you look at Pantalone his eyes were open as he leans close to your ear, lips touching your lobe, “Forgive me for this (Y/N) I promise to make it up to you later.” He looks apologetic as he steps away from the table and the Fatui soldiers brought out their weapons.

Your eyes suddenly widen as you finally had solved the puzzle! The damned Harbinger used you as a set up!

He lets go of your shoulder and said, “Go on, make your call.”

“No one is making anymore calls, arrest everyone who isn’t the Fatui.”

The Tianqiuan busted the door open, geo jade boulders floated in the air and beside her is the Yuheng who had drawn her sword imbued with electro. Then everything broke lose as the gamblers and the Wang family were being arrested by the newly arrived Millelith. No one resisted of course not when the Liyue Qixing and the Fatui had collaborated for the gambling den arrest.

“You snake! How dare you set us up like this?!” You draw a knife and pointed it at Pantalone’s neck but your blade is parred by Keqing who suddenly teleported in front of you blocking any attack that you would do to the Harbinger.

“I’m just cleaning up my business, after all the Wang family aren’t the only ones who owes the Northland Bank.”  Pantalone pushes his glasses upward, still smiling.

Ningguang approaches him as you were cuffed and taken away by Keqing, “As much as we hate to admit it, you did well Harbinger of Snezhnaya, we caught the source of the debt problem.” The Tianqiuan wasn’t quite genuine with her appreciation since there is something off about this whole operation. She then looked at you with utter dismay, “I’m disappointed in you Miss (Y/N), I’ll miss our tea sessions.”

Ignoring her is easy since you were still cussing at the one who played you, “You will pay for this Pantalone! I swear to the gods you despise so much I will kill you!” You growled angrily but the Regrator just wave a goodbye at you with such mockery you really want to break from your restraints and strangle him.

“That is enough Miss (Y/N), I don’t want to resort in using my vision against you so please come quietly and we will make sure to accommodate you properly. After all the main culprits in this are the Wang family so I suggest don’t make your punishment worse than it is.” Keqing suggested.

You nodded at her as you went along, “Fuck you Pantalone!” A middle finger is raised upwards as a last warning to him.

While you were being taken away, Pantalone is sure that your anger would soon go away once you understand his plan later when you escape your arrest.

Although later in the middle of the night, in his property just outside Liyue Harbor, he was currently sitting while writing paperworks on his desk… and he definitely had expected a knife thrown into the wall behind him almost hitting his cheek.

“PANTALONE!!!”

Usually, the sound of your voice is music to his ears but now he might go deaf. “Ah, have you come to kill me-Wait are you really mad at me, Darling?” He asks as he opens his eyes just noticing another knife flying right above his head hitting the wall behind him.

“Mad is an understatement! How do you think I felt when my own husband snitched on me to the Tianqiuan and the Yuheng?!” You stomped your feet, composure all drained because of how frustrated you are right now.

Pantalone stands up and walks towards you, his arms were around your shoulders as he leans his chin on your head. “Forgive me but I had no choice of the matter, they were already investigating gambling den. Those gamblers from Liyue Harbor were desperate enough to loan from the Northland Bank to pay their debt to the Gambling Queen.” He sighs when he could smell the scent of your hair still fresh which means you didn’t really fight your way out of your arrest.

“My subordinates have been relentless in collecting the mora they owed. Eventually the Tianqiuan caught up on why the Fatui is after them.” He pulls away from the hug because you were pointing a knife in his crotch area. “Wait Darling, you don’t want to do that.”

Now he’s getting nervous because you had an evil smile, “Does Lady Ningguang and Lady Keqing know of the Fatui's involvement in the den?” Your question strayed far from your objective in wanting to stab his dick.

Your husband backs away, even though he’s sure you wouldn’t hurt him, it’s still uncomfortable to have a knife threating to castrate him. “That is precisely why I set everyone up dearest. If I told you about the plan, you wouldn't garner such genuine frustration against us. So that the Wang family would take the blame and you... you're just the Gambling Queen in the Tianquen's eyes.” He raises his hands up in surrender because that was the best explanation he could come up with.

If it means saving the Fatui’s face in Liyue Harbor then you would understand… because after all you were working for Her Majesty as well.

“You have a point, if I knew it ahead then they would connect the dots that the Fatui is the real owner of that place.” You withdraw your knife and slump your shoulders in defeat because in all honesty, you just wanted a little warning ahead of time rather than on the spot.

Then you remembered that escaping your arrest means that you were officially banned from ever entering Liyue. Plus, it was quite an effort to escape the Yuheng’s eyes and you almost got caught if not for Pantalone’s help. “But fighting against Vision holders is difficult even for me. I barely escaped had even if you sent those treasure hoarders to disrupt the transport.” You pout while poking his chest relentlessly.

Pantalone deeply chuckles as he kisses your cheek, “I truly apologize for this incursion my dearest wife.” He then grabs your hand examining it as if to check if you were injured during your escape and much to his relief your clothes are the only ones that are a bit dirty.

“A verbal apology isn't enough.” You retracted your hand and folded your arms.

“Oh?” There is a dangerous glint in his opened eyes as he leans towards you. “Would you like to bet on that I can let you forgive me through non-verbal means?”

“I'd like to see you try.” You weren’t going to be mad at him anymore after tonight.

Pantalone removes his coat revealing his black sleeveless turtleneck, his sculpted chest and stomach is seen through the thin clothing. His arms trapped you between him and his desk, “Then you’re all mine tonight.” He leans down to capture your lips in a much-anticipated passionate kiss.

The two of you were having an illicit affair, in the eyes of the public you were both enemies to each other. You were the cause of most debts for the Northland bank and Pantalone lets you gamble happily if it means raising his fortune. The scheme you two made is only known to the both of you, having been married for a year now does help the tandem of your work relationship grow strong.

Despite being disciplined and meticulous, the Regrator found himself loving and eventually marrying a risk-taker and extemporaneous Gambling Queen.

A/N: This oneshot happened because of my convo with @pearlywritings about a secretly married trope and she suggested it would fit the Regrator the best thus... I made this fanfic ♡ If you guys want to understand the card gambling den and the card game please read here! Aaaand you guys would like to read my other works my masterlist is right here~!

[queen-scribbles]

👪,🍧, 🌙, & ☄️ for Kina!!

Yesss my spiky girl!

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

Ha. Well. In a word? Criminal. 😂 Her dad(Pak Taldine) is was a gangster so ruthless his own men sold him out and got him sent to Belsavis(where he grows a conscience and turns his life around, hence the was). Her mom(Kyvii) was a grifter and one of the front staff for a casino Pak's gang worked out of. Kina didn't really have any sort of relationship with Pak; he just let Kyvii stay on at her job as long as she still pulled her weight, and he landed in Belsavis prison when Kina was about 12. She knew who he was and his reputation but that was about it, I don't think he ever said two words to her.

Kyvii did... an alright job single parenting while working at a gang-controlled casino. She taught Kina all the tricks and dirty fighting stuff she knows, how to shoot a blaster, how to spot an easy mark, how to play up being innocent, all that. She got caught scamming some rich kid when Kina was 13 and landed in jail. Kina's been on her own ever since.

There's no siblings, thanks to the fling-like nature of Pak and Kyvii's relationship(if you can even call it a relationship). She doesn't even know what's happened to her parents since she wound up on her own. And yes, yes I HAVE thought about post-redemption Pak crossing paths with her at some point on the expac storyline and going "WAIT. that's my kid". >:3

Her family now is her crew. I'd say she's closest to Akaavi out of the group, but Corso and Risha are absolutely both sibling-tier friends, too, she'd die for Bowie, and actually even really likes Guss.

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

Objects no. It's all been sold or lost or stolen along the way. And she didn't have much that was hers to begin with. Does her last name count? Kyvii doesn't have a surname, so she put Taldine down for Kina. Kina doesn't know why, if it was a way of giving her identity, or protection(no criminal's going to come after Pak Taldine's kid, that won't end well sort of thing) or what. But toys, clothes, mementos, all of it's gone.

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

If you asked her, she'd say either more credits than a Hutt could spend in a lifetime or a complete mechanical overhaul of her ship to make sure that baby lasts her whole life and then some.

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

More face time with Rass Ordo. I MEAN. Currently? For someone more noble and appropriately heroic to come along and be in charge or saving/policing the galaxy. She's one of those who saved the place bc "I'm one of the idiots who lives in it" rather than feeling any obligation to help. xD She doesn't really want to be in this position, though it does have its perks(fueling privileges with the Republic, lots of chances to earn credits or favors, meeting ~wonderful, fun~ people [She's looking at Rass again]). It's more responsibility than she EVER wanted. It's too much of a headache.

Emoji asks

[knowlessman]

it finally crossed my mind to watch this at the magic hour of fifteen minutes past midnight again so here we go (bnha s6e1-6)

oh yeah, libertaria happened; Mosquito from Soul Eater got his entire city's ass handed to him by pajama sam. and I think hawks fucking killed best jeanist to keep his double agent cover intact. I forget whether Endeavor is in the hospital atm or what, if I didn't know any better I'd swear the bit with the smart nomu was two entire seasons ago -- OH FUCK, AND SLENDERVOID TURNED OUT TO BE AN OLD STUDENT FROM UA. there was a whole thing with him and eraser head and present mic

oh boy, and Chapped Komaeda's quirk leveled up too apparently

new OP to go with the new season? I thought this didn't happen with anime. …I miss Carousel 'XD

oh yeah, and Twice unlocked the ability to use his power on himself freely too.

ah, we're finally learning more about Robotnik

"of course, he does have a quirk, it just wasn't in the records" dangit, show keeps dodging opportunities to have quirkless characters in important roles (and have them, y'know, stay quirkless). I don't know for a fact that the detective guy doesn't have one, but assuming he doesn't, he's like the only one. Hell, even that quirkless-centered faction in that movie had no quirkless members who even had faces, much less names; cept maybe that one nameless police chief guy

(outro showing deku and tomura standing across from each other) gawd I hope these two don't get to have a conversation, deku's gonna piss me off so bad

oh no, she killed the ugly platypus

… no yeah I officially miss Carousel. I should go find the other intros and listen to them again, I'm sure there must've been at least one that I liked more than Carousel and just didn't remember the name of (speaking of which, I'm like 50/50 on whether it's Carousel or Merry-Go-Round)

"in all, we only have five High End nomus, including Woman" really? …is her quirk having hair

Mirko goes pretty damn hard, huh

heh. Pichu has Lightning Rod, then. Kinda doubt this means he's worked past that recoil tho. (misc, ngl that amplivolt guy is kinda hot. lights his cigarette with his sparks. not quite the absolute legend that Dilf Legoshi (Chimera from the second movie) is, but still, not bad)

'XD poor Twice is just racking up the L's when it comes to introducing new friends

"Dark Shadow! Ragnarok!" pfft, calling him by his government name now, eh? 'XD

…wait hawks is a fucking child soldier? what the fuck

"no! mewtwo's not ready yet! he can't be taken out of the machine until it beeps!"

danganronpa 4's looking legit

you're not gonna get very far in tetris with a setup like this, not unless you've got some ungodly T-spins

you had ONE JOB, dollar-tree cyclops. one job. "take care of shigaraki." your dumb ass didn't even take him out of the goop, you just HAD to shoot the bad guy machine with your dinky eye laser before doing anything else so it'd spark up and defibrillate him, even though that probably shouldn't have done anything because HIS HEART WAS ALREADY STOPPED

-- (defibrillators don't start your heart, they force it to stop so that your body freaks out and starts over trying to pump it in a proper rhythm. or something like that anyway, lol I got a D in survey of anatomy and learned from tv tropes that writers have been repeating misinformation about zappy shock pads for ages)

(cyclops got jean-gray'd, probably, I don't know x-men) yooo, tomura takin this dipshit's cape and making it his new wardrobe like Liliana taking that angel's hairpiece, I dig it -- or xykon taking that one guy's crown ig. …okay not that xykon isn't a cool villain but I think I just stopped being impressed by this trope

o_o tokoyami you're even weaker to fire than hawks is (probably), the fuck you think you're doing here? -- "this hero friend of yours killed an enemy" okay here's a take: hawks's subplot and entire deal, even his backstory, is in the wrong genre. that's kind of it. spies do this shit, and even kill their own allies, all the time in intrigue stories. it doesn't stop it from being dark af, but their genre is all about necessary evils (albeit, those evils are often only "necessary" for the purposes of their countries', or worse, governments', interests). this is a kids' show. …fine, a teenagers' show. this isn't where those themes generally show up. -- "those pros you admire so much play dirtier than guys like me" also dabi is talking out of his ass here but I feel like that's pretty obvious, he's just trying to demoralize tokoyami and company

'''XD fuckin A! a shitload of ice explodes out and knocks toko and hawks free of dabi, and it wasn't todoroki??? it was just some named rando villain with ice powers? I think I vaguely remember him from when pajama boy took over, but I could swear I recall him getting completely thrashed last time -- "I know you did what was right, hawks!" aw 'XD you kinda can't avoid meeting your heroes in this show. such a shame

oh dammit, and now bigfoot's woken up -- OH TOMURA'S HIS MASTER NOW? FUCK 'XD

just realized something. I don't think we've seen deku yet this whole five episodes. …oh wait, no yeah he and the others showed up way at the beginning, they're in the back ranks and out of the fighting. …author get bored of them? 'XD -- oh, speak of the devils

oh shit, the avatar spirits are sensing whatshisfuck waking up. …there was raava, I think, was the blue one. the hell was the red one called? think it also might've started with an R. ryukyu? probably not. rakdos, idfk 'XD

ayyyup. boomboom levels are approaching the lower end of the DBZ scale

okay this OP is wayyy too chill and upbeat for this arc 'XD

(toga's on the move) spah stabbin mah heroes

"it's like I've had them since I was born" ayyyyup, papa's got a brand new bag of tricks to back up his signature moves

"where are you going?" deku: "uh, I forgot something!" yeah sure, you left the stove on in the hospital that looks like piccolo threw a tantrum on it -- "following you? what, you think you're the main character now?" …gawd bakugo is annoying. catch up, mr verbal-abuse-is-my-only-language -- "you're the bait" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA get dusted, ya swaglesss vegeta knockoff

0_0 RYUKYU'S DEAD HE TOUCHED HER. …oh wait, hat n clogs is on the scene. it's a fight. hot damn, but what tricks are chapped komaeda packing now that hat n clogs can't turn off? -- …(finally looks up the bleach character I keep associating aizawa with) …wait this guy's blond. he doesn't even have black hair. …why do I think Aizawa looks like him? even their personalities are completely different, so it's not that

gran torino: "bakugo knows about one for all, right?" yeah, I don't know why they trust him with it either

…goddammit, that was six episodes, I don't WANNA keep going, I should try to sleep! 'XD eh, I'll try to make that gif and post these later (there was a split second where I'm pretty sure an indistinct figure during one of the crowd fighting shots was breakdancing, but fuck it nvm)