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luffyvace · 3 months

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Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto twin reader

These are for my good friend irl :) ENJOY!!

btw this is written with fem! Reader in mind. Yes I will likely do a male reader version dw 💗 (i don’t think it’ll have shoto twin reader)

So bakugo in a relationship huh? Not the first thing I’d think he’s into but hey, it’s already happened now! 🤷‍♀️

About kats and todo’s beef tho….

at the beginning I mean

katsuki isn’t the type of person to lump people in with your siblings or wtv

buttttt if you and shoto are similar/have similar personalities or interests he might somewhat dislike you at first

if not he doesn’t mind

but it’d especially tick him off if you and todo gang up on him in fights/arguments

but again he decides his opinion of you based off what you show him him or how you present yourself

which is why he didn’t remember most people’s names at the beginning of the show

bc he didn’t have anything to remember them by-

he may come up to you on some sunny callin you icy hot 2.0 n stuff but if you assert your dominance and show him you deserve respect then he lets go of that quickly

not out of fear but because katsuki doesn’t really pick on the people he respects

best jeanist is a great example of what I mean!

if your relation to todo is really similar however

he might find you a bit more annoying at first

he just thinks of you as the off brand version of todoroki until you give him a reason to respect you 😗

Although if your talking more mature kats when it’s like s4 around then he’s more likely to view you as your own person first time around

he also doesn’t do any of that crap anymore and doesn’t mind that you and todo are twins

he used to always mutter ‘your wretched brother’ this and that

but he cut that out

i mean unless you nipped it in the bun back then 🤪

and to do that you likely have to humble him

So after that phase is over nicknames can range from a shorter version of your name to aliases he/people have given you

like how shoto’s quirk is hot/cold so he calls him icy hot

But whatever he comes up with for you isn’t said with a bad intent by him, of course

And w/ cooking you already know his is FIRE 🔥🔥💥💥

like it’s canon this man can cook like 💃💃🕺👯‍♀️👯‍♀️

(that’s you dancing bc his food’s so good)

GET YOU A MAN LIKE KATSUKI. GET YOU A MAN THAT CAN COOK. 💥💥💥

he be using all types of seasoning so you KNOW it ain’t dry

especially if your a spicy food lover

like I feel he genuinely doesn’t get people who doesn’t like spicy food

he may think your a bit of a wimp..🤓

If you inherited endeavor’s fire quirk he finds it useful that you can lite his barbecues or make fire for cooking in the woods for example

he still heated that explosions don’t work 🤦‍♀️

but ngl he’d rather you than shoto sooo..🤷‍♀️

For love languages his is quality time, acts of service and a bit of gift giving

with quality time he likes to ice skate with you since (if you inherited the ice quirk) you can withstand the cold

He’d try to impress you by saying he’s not that cold (even with a coat on) but he actually is

why would he admit that tho

he’s actually cold don’t torture him by staying longer than you need to

(or do I ain’t gonna judge 😂)

kats likes challenges because it makes him feel accomplished once he completed them

So he likes to do freezer challenges!!

(basically it’s this challenge where you go into a walk in freezer and see who can last the longest—don’t try this at home I’ve only seen this on YouTube and idk if that’s the actual name)

and of course your immune to the cold so it’s easy for you

so if he beats you it’ll make him feel proud

don’t think that just bc your his girlfriend he doesn’t compete with you

there’s no way he’s seeing an opportunity to become the number 1 hero and not taking it to let his girlfriend be happy

don’t blame him who would……

when you first get into your relationship things might be a little awkward and you may or may not be a little intimidated by him

which if you are he feels sorta bad and he doesn’t want you to be

he doesn’t want people he cares about to think he’s some monster

if you were just come class b rubbish what does he care what you think?

but your his girlfriend and probably his first of course he cares what you think of him!

you likely address this early because he doesn’t like the feeling it gives him

so no worries :)

if you were never intimidated by him tho

its probably just awkward silence..

even more so if you were as aloof as todo was back in the first season

or if your just a quiet/socially awkward person

kats isn’t awkward he just doesn’t really know what to say either..

deeper in relationship tho!!

things are a lot less tense and more casual

a thing you do a lot is kinda just be sprawled in bed together doing your own thing

not necessarily cuddling but your both just comfy

you guys have picked up on your couple routines and habits and what not

so things have definitely smoothed over

thankfully

with baths kats prefers not to take them together

like he just doesn’t see the point

and it’s prob quicker separately

yeah no he’s not doing it

if you’ve been together for years by now, however

he might let you wash his hair

only cuz he likes the way you scrub/scratch his scalp

its relaxing

he still doesn’t wanna do it all the time tho

You two def always work out together

so at least that

he always makes sure you pack everything before going to train/work out

he’s more meticulous than you know and it annoys him when one of you forget something

“it’s fine katsuki just leave it!”

”no I’ll just go run and get it it’s fine!”

you might as well wait bc he just has to have this one thing

idk why

you guys take a good amount of water breaks and such but you go really hard core while your at it

He’s probably either silent or a yelling motivator..no in between

Your friends lowkey ship you guys

and tease you

mina tries to get you to do pranks on katsuki

mostly bc she gets more backlash if she does it

LOL

like little stupid pranks like drawing on his face or acting like your cheating 😊

THATS NOT A LITTLE PRANK BUT SHE TRIES TO CONVINCE YOU ANYWAY-

“give in to peer pressure!” >:(

Dont katsuki will explode

LITTERALLY-

ok my bad but I just had to put at least one bad joke in there..

💥💥

HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!

I had fun writing this and it didn’t take long at all :)

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prof-peach · 3 months

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Got two food related questions here, 1 do fire types like spicy food, I know that just because a Pokemon is a fire type doesn’t mean it eats spicy stuff but I know friend of mine that has Flareon that loves Tamato berry’s and 2 my Bulbasaurs ate cookie earlier today( lil shit stole it out of my hand and ran away it) and she’s ok so far but I just want to make sure doesn’t get sick or anything because it did have chocolate in it

Liking a flavour is an individuals preference, some do some don’t, it has very little to do with type.

As for the bulbasaur, it’s fine, they can and do eat chocolate without any negative effects unless they eat too much and get unhealthily over weight. Not all pokemon can eat chocolate though, so don’t go feeding anything it. A cookie will not hurt it, like at all. Maybe sharing some of your snacks with them sometimes isn’t the end of the world, with moderation in mind of course. That particular species can only not eat high quantities of very salty food. Chips, jerky, anything high in salt, try to avoid. It won’t hurt to have a tiny bit, but too much can harm their plant cells. They are also omnivores, so no issues with meat eating if you were wondering.

#prof.peach #peach talks #pokemon

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jade-green-butterfly · 1 month

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John Dory & Amalthea's Best 'Hug-Time' Ever...~💚❤️‍🔥🪐

Time for some more Johnalthea, done by the lovely @x-elyssa-x herself (you spoil me so good, hun~💜😚) and this one's a little...spicy~😏 A while ago, Ely showed me an adorably funny pic of Bruce and Brandy in bed together after 'hug-time' and it inspired me to commission John and Amalthea that way~✨👀Well, if Brucandy can do it, then so can Johnalthea~😉 The story behind this piece is, that JD and Amalthea decided to spend some time together after a get-together party in Pop Village. They have become even closer, feelings growing stronger for one another at this time and whilst spending time in his humble abode, John and Amalthea embrace during a slow dance, and let's just say it all escalated from there...~😳 Best 'hug-time' ever (lil' joke between me and Ely here X3) that John had in a long time...and it really shows, along with his sweet starling, Amalthea totally blown away by what just happened between them...JD was really on fire - a real superstar, hehe~!❤️‍🔥🤭 And yep, John is smoking within their afterglow😆Ely wanted to add that and I was like, 'yeah, got for it!' c: Welp, he drinks too - so relatable and we LOVE him for it!💚 Just like I absolutely love, love, LOVE this fab piece so to the stars!😍🌟😍Thank-you ever so, SO MUCH again in a million, Ely, dear~!🫂💞🫂You've done fine justice once again for my darling ship, truly fabulous as always~!👏🏻🥰💖Bless ya!😘💕🫶🏻xoxo.

Hope you all like too, dears!👍🏻✨Just had to share the spiciness~🔥😊

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Space Trolls & Commission (c) @x-elyssa-x~💜 Amalthea (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!) John Dory (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation

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highpriestessaset · 7 months

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Pick an image: allow your intuition to guide you in your selection.

🕷️| IMAGE #1

Overall Message: “You are already doing it. Keep facing your true north.”

BEG: You may come to separate yourself from something that feels good. It’s a great time to explore if that something is actually beneficial to your health or not. Exploring ways to honor and truly appreciate you are welcomed at this time.

MID: You may be in a position to “call the shots” or make some decisions. This is a time to voice what you want AND how you want it. However, be strategic. Who are you talking to? Does the situation call for you to be more cutesy, playful, professional, or direct?

END: Expect to receive. This can be a gift, some appreciation, or something you’ve been working towards. The long night is over- whatever it is, there is happiness and hope coming along with it.

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🦇| IMAGE #2

Overall Message: “Answer the call. What is your soul calling you to do?”

BEG: You may be in a phase of coming out of your shell. I see someone who has been reserved, shy, or self focused, beginning to be more “spicy” or confident. Some would say the phrase, “getting their groove back.” I see an introvert being more extroverted. You may be dating or getting attention from admirers at this time.

MID: You may be meeting someone new or spending time with someone in particular. Whoever this person is, the feelings are mutual. You may see things moving quickly or doing some traveling together. This person may be someone who balances you out like Fire and Water. Despite all the excitement, it’s important to maintain your boundaries at this time- it may be easy to get swept up in a situation or to go along with whatever this person wants.

END: It is possible that you or someone you have been interacting with is hiding their true feelings. The communication may become more distant. It seems like an attempt to protect their heart or to not appear a certain way. This situation calls for you to be patient with yourself and/or them. It is important at this time to not overthink or make assumptions without talking to them first.

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👻| IMAGE #3

Overall Message: “Trust your path. If you knew you would be supported, what would you do?”

BEG: Expect to do some planning regarding some sort of project or journey. (Please note that I am using the term journey with the possibility of it relating to an inner journey of processing or development. Only you know what it means to you- take what resonates, leave what doesn’t .) You may be called to “work around” or change some things about your plans. Organizational tools will be helpful at this time.

MID: I see you focused on the same project or journey but so much so that you may stop interacting with a person or people who want to spend time with you. As much as this project or journey means to you, try not to neglect those who are dear.

END: Expect to feel a weight off of your shoulders. If this is about your project or journey, I see it bringing joy or a feeling of completeness. It may be possible that it is displayed somewhere to be seen or that you receive some sort of acknowledgment. The High Priestess says, it is essential for your personality and gifts to shine here. Use your intuition to guide your creativity and to determine what is needed. It is okay to pour your pain into it. Whatever this is about, it has great potential for healing not only for yourself but others.

*Readings are for entertainment purposes only.*

Have an amazing month!

- //Blessings 🌺

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jeanboyjean · 3 months

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PART 2: we're not friends

a/n: im thinking i may just update this on ao3 bc posting on tumblr is such a struggle for me LMAO idk why but i feel like it takes so much more work. anyway hope u enjoy!!! wc: 4.2k MASTERLIST | AO3 taglist: @honeybleed @cptnleviackerman @plutoccult @milky-aeons

Hands wrap around your waist, holding you firm, grounding you against a solid body. Your body is on fire. Warmth envelopes you, spreading from your limbs and heating you to your core. Hair tickles the side of your neck when he dips down to trail along your shoulder, leaving open mouthed kisses on your skin. Your head tilts away on instinct, baring your neck, leaving you open and vulnerable. He takes the invitation, tongue dancing on your skin as his lips capture and suck into a particularly sensitive area above your collarbone. Electricity shoots through your veins, lighting your nerves on fire. You gasp. A sharp intake of air traps in your throat and you’re suddenly weightless, knees buckling and falling into him. He, who grips you tight and pulls you even closer. Somewhere, in the back of your head, you’re aware that you’re not the only ones here. There are others present and there’s bass heavy music pumping in the background, but all you can see is him.

All of your senses are inhibited. The room swims around you, tilting and turning as if you’re out on sea but he stands solid, an anchor holding you steady. Your limbs feel loose and heavy; the little coordination you do have is going into keeping your arms wrapped around his neck to cling tight. A woody scent draws you in, mixed with a hint of pepper and musk, making your head spin. All of your senses are tuned in on him, him, him.

There’s a nip at your ear and then he’s saying something, voice low. You strain to hear his words, barely making them out over the music that’s growing louder and louder. The world rotates on axis and lights blur together as pressure builds in your head, ready to explode.

“You wanna get out of here?”

You wake up in a cold sweat. An upbeat melody blasts from your phone - your alarm, jolting you from your slumber. You reach out to silence it, blinking your eyes wide, shaking your head clear. A flush waves over your body as your memory of your dream flits across your mind. Holy shit. What was that? Air fills your lungs as you take a deep breath and you hold it, releasing slowly.

You’re no stranger to spicy dreams - you’re human and you have needs just like everyone else. This one though had felt so vivid, so real, you swear it could have really happened. Your skin tingles from the memory of hands tangled in your hair, gripping your waist, trailing down to your hips. Your fingertips reach up to lightly touch your lips, recalling the feeling of having someone else touch them with their own. A small sigh escapes you when you graze the side of your neck, where he had been, sucking as if wanting to leave a mark. The anticipation for what could have happened hums in your body and you curl your toes, squeezing them tight to slow down the racing in your chest.

Honestly, you wish it had been real. It’s been almost a year since you had last had any contact with someone that wasn’t purely platonic. This latest dream is a new addition to a series of related thoughts you’ve been having lately.Might as well add that to your list of sexual frustrations resulting from your dry spell - dream about unknown stranger who you don’t know anything about except that they’re good with their mouth … check. That's it, you really need to get laid. As Eren would say, you’ve got cobwebs forming between your legs from lack of use and as good as your imagination is, this is getting out of hand and you need the real thing.

You drag yourself into the shower, turning the knob down to lower the temperature a little more than you would usually tolerate. The cold water soothes the heat flowing in your veins, calming the flustered thoughts racing in your mind. You stand there for longer than you need to, letting the water run over you. Across from you, the glass of the bathroom mirror begins clouding from the steam. As the fogs in your brain clears and the tension in your limbs releases, you try to organise your thoughts for your upcoming day.

The familiar scent of your shampoo is wafting around the shower stall when realisation hits you. Today’s the day. It’s Wednesday, which means it’s the day of your first bio lab with Jean. Jean being your lab partner, the one guy who genuinely seems to hate your guts. You need to be extra collected, because this is going to be your first real test.

You try to hope for the best - for all you know Jean could have just been having a bad day when you first met him. From what Historia had told you, he’s actually known to be pretty friendly normally and apparently top of the class. That’s exactly the kind of energy you need right now and you’re manifesting that you’ll be able to get through the lab with no hiccups. Maybe you had just caught him at the wrong time. Hopefully, you’ll be able to hit it off like a house on fire today … you’re willing to give him a pass if he’s able to get rid of the stick up his ass.

When you’re done washing yourself, you shut off the water and wrap yourself in a towel. With all of the events of the morning and your musing in the shower, you’re running late again. Frantically, you rush to get dressed and do your makeup to look presentable enough for class. One day you’ll be able to have the energy and willpower to be a morning person - but today is not that day. You’re out of breath by the time you skid into the kitchen where Mikasa stands at the counter spreading jam on a slice of toast. She looks up at you with a knowing smile.

“Running late again?”

You nod, anxiously grabbing your water bottle from the drying rack next to the sink and filling it with water. “Yeah, fuck’s sake. I need to start waking up earlier,” you groan, watching the water rise slowly.

She snorts. “Maybe if you went to bed a little earlier you would have better luck. I could hear you watching tiktoks when I was going to sleep.”

“Oh, sorry I didn’t mean to keep you up,” you say sheepishly, turning the tap off and screwing the lid back on. “I fell down a rabbit hole watching people guess how much money each other makes. You know how it is.”

Mikasa rolls her eyes, chuckling at your words. She lifts her toast up in your direction, eyebrows raised questioningly. “You having breakfast?”

You glance at your phone and see you’ve got half an hour until class. It’s a 20 minute walk to campus; if you want to get your coffee before your lab you’re going to have to leave now. You do a quick toss up in your head, weighing up the options and decide you would rather sacrifice your breakfast than your morning caffeine hit. These 8 AMs are going to be the death of you.

“No, I’ve gotta leave now,” you tell her regretfully, shaking your head. You start to turn away, shifting your bag higher on your shoulder.

She frowns, stopping you before you go with an outstretched palm. She shoves her uneaten slice into your hand. “Take this and eat it on the way. You can’t run on nothing.”

You take it gratefully and give her a quick hug, squeezing tight with your arms. With no time to waste, you make your way to the door. As you leave, you call out your goodbyes to her.

“Love you! See you tonight!”

Fluorescent lights flicker above you and a faint citrus from cleaning solution lingers in the air as you push open the doors to your lab room. Rows of benches stand in front of you each with stools tucked underneath, some already occupied. Jean is already inside, standing at a bench with his lab coat on and equipment set up neatly on the table. His eyes are focused down at an open book in front of him, a pen in hand as he skim reads the text. You smooth down the front of your own coat as you wind your way towards him, your lab guide and pencil case tucked in the crook of your elbow. His head turns in your direction when he hears your feet stopping next to him.

“Hey,” you say, setting down your things carefully. You offer him a warm smile and lift your hand in a hesitant wave. “How are you?”

He raises an eyebrow at you, lips pursed. There’s no humour in his eyes when he speaks, “You’re late.”

You frown, looking up at the clock on the wall above you. You’re right on time. “No, I’m not? Class hasn’t even started yet.”

He leans against the side of the bench with his body facing yours. Goosebumps raise the hair on your body when he looks you slowly up and down and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “We’re supposed to be here at least five minutes before to get set up.” His lips twist. “You’re lucky I’m here.”

It takes everything within you to not roll your eyes. A quick glance tells you that you’re definitely not the only one rocking up to class on the dot. Coming in early may technically be a rule for labs but it’s more of a suggestion than anything; no one actually takes that seriously. “I’m sure we’ll be fine,” you wave your hand dismissively. “I had to finish my drink before Levi would let me into the lab.”

Jean shakes his head, muttering under his breath as he takes a seat. You catch something about priorities as he turns away to look back down at the contents of today’s lab. You stick out your tongue at him as you pull out a stool to sit down. It seems Jean’s sour attitude has not gotten any better and you’re going to be stuck with this again for the next three hours.

Levi strides to the front of the room to begin the lab. “I trust you all read the pre reading for today’s class,” he begins, hands tucked in his pockets. “It’s an easy one today. We’re just running over the basics, looking at some slides in your microscopes and collecting some samples for you to analyse later.”

Beside you, Jean taps his pen against his paper softly. His pages are filled with underlines and annotations, unlike yours which are notably blank. He's wearing the same jeans and worn sneakers as Monday, but undeniably he looks good. His hair is loose and falling over his face, jaw clenched tight emphasising the sharp slope. His long legs rest under the bench, feet tapping on the ground, whereas yours dangle in the air, barely reaching. He catches your eye when you sneak a glance at him and his pen stills. He drops it down on the table and leans back, folding his arms in front of him, eyes on you as if in challenge. You turn your attention back to Levi, ears hot, hoping you don’t look as flushed as you feel. His eyes bore a hole into the side of your head and you can't ignore it, making you want to itch. Everyone around you starts moving when Levi announces the start of the lab and you perk up, eager to get started. In the corner of your eye, you see Jean move beside you.

“I’ve already got everything set up,” Jean says, getting up again, pointing at a microscope sitting on the bench.

“Thanks.”

“I’ll do the swabs, can you get the petri dishes ready?” He asks, pulling a tray of tubes and sterile equipment between the two of you.

“Sure,” you reply, happy to have something to do. You don’t necessarily like being told what to do, but it’s nice that for once you’re not the one that has to take charge and lead the way.

You work together in surprising harmony and the hours fly by with little trouble. The few words you do speak to each other are direct and to the point, instructions more than anything. Jean makes no effort to make any small talk and you decide to just give him the same energy back. If nothing else, it keeps you efficient, letting you finish with half an hour to spare. Even Levi seems surprised when he comes around to check on you, giving a quick nod and permission to leave early once you’ve cleaned up after yourselves. It’s a relief, since your lack of breakfast is starting to catch up on you, the one piece of toast from Mikasa doing little now to satisfy your otherwise empty stomach.

As you wipe down your bench, you clear your throat to get Jean’s attention. “So … we need to write a report on today’s lab. When do you want to meet up?”

Jean shrugs next to you, unplugging and packing away the microscope. “I don’t mind. How about tonight so we can do it while everything’s fresh?”

“That works for me,” you reply. “Might as well get it over and done with.”

He nods and closes his lab book. His name is written on the top corner of the cover in bold capital letters, the lines of the black ink sharp and jagged like a statement telling you “back off this book is mine!” It seems fitting, what with his standoffish attitude towards you. You’re afraid he might actually bite your head off if you dared to look at his notes.

“Meet at the library after we’re done with lectures? I’ll be done by four.” You suggest.

“After four’s good. I’ll text you when I’m on my way.”

His reply is all the confirmation you need and your head nods in a quick acknowledgement as you pick up your things to leave.

“Okay, see you then.”

Today at 16:08

Jean Kirstein (bio guy): Hey, my lecture finished late. I’m heading to the library now. See you in 10 minutes. You: no worries! i’m here already You: im on the 3rd floor in one of the study rooms Jean Kirstein (bio guy): [👍 reacted to your message]

You place your phone back on the table. You’ve been in the library for the past hour, trying to make summary notes for the lectures you’ve had today. In reality, all you’ve been doing is killing time scrolling on social media while you wait until Jean is done. You sigh, opening up your word document again, side by side with the lecture slides. If you don’t get this done today, you’re going to regret it because you’re just going to fall behind with all the content and then you’ll never catch up. It's still only the first week of semester so you definitely can't afford to set the tone by slacking off already. You scroll through the notes you had taken during class and start adding the information you had missed, trying your best to write things in ways your future self will be able to understand.

The sound of the door opening makes you jump and you look up from your screen to see Jean walking in. Instinctively, your back straightens and you sit up in your seat, immediately on high alert with his presence. He nods his head at you in greeting, setting his bag down on the table. Something feels different about him compared to when you saw him earlier this morning and you realise this is the first time you’re seeing him without a jacket on. His black T shirt hugs his frame, a little tight in the arms, emphasising the muscles which flex when he reaches up to remove his headphones. He places them down next to his bag and runs a hand through his hair to let it fall back into place. The hem of his shirt raises to reveal just a sliver of his abdomen - smooth skin with a light dusting of hair in the centre. Without you even realising, your lips part ever so slightly as you watch him with wide eyes.

His voice breaks your trance. “Hey, sorry to keep you waiting.”

“It’s okay," you tell him, blinking innocently. "I’ve been here for the past hour anyway, just trying to finish my notes."

“Oh, nice,” he pulls out the chair next to you and takes a seat. “How was the rest of your day?”

You’re surprised. This is the first moment you can think of where Jean has asked you anything in order to get to know more about you. Could this be the start of a change in heart?

“It was long,” you groan, slumping forward on your chair with your chin resting in your palms. “I can’t believe it’s only the third day. I wish it was the holidays again.”

Jean tilts his head. His hair is tousled from the wind, strands framing his face, getting longer towards the back to graze the tops of his shoulders. He reaches into his bag, pulling out his laptop and lab guide. “What did you do during your break?”

Warmth fills you with his question. Maybe this really is the turning point in your brief acquaintanceship. You try not to let it show but you can feel the corners of your lips lift in a small smile as a flush warms your cheeks. “Nothing really! I went home to visit my family and just relaxed.” You fiddle with the edge of a sticker on your laptop. “How about you?”

Jean lets out an indifferent grunt. His eyes harden and his shoulders slump ever so slightly. “It was fine. I kept busy,” he says stiffly. He opens a new word document on his laptop and starts typing.

You want to ask him more. You want to know more about him - anything really, just a crumb would be enough to satisfy you but he’s giving you nothing. He gives no indication of wanting to continue this conversation and honestly, this hot and cold from him is really cramping your style. You shift around on your seat, sucking air between your teeth. God, could he be any less awkward?

“Let’s do this on google docs. I’ll share it with you. You can work on talking about which samples we chose today,” he says, cutting the silence.

You nod in response. “Okay.”

The tension is killing you. You don’t know how you’re possibly going to make it through this study session. It was different earlier in the lab because you had both been so preoccupied with your own tasks, only interacting when needed, but now that you actually have to work together and collaborate? The air is so thick you could cut it with a knife. The little angel on your shoulder tells you to be patient and stick it out, while the devil on the other side tells you to poke the bear and do whatever it takes to break the ice.

You try to concentrate on your screen so you can get started on this lab report but you’re too hyper aware of his presence next to you. You can barely even breathe, out of fear that the sound will be too loud, and you can’t sit still, the anxious energy overflowing from your limbs. A heavy sigh leaves you in a whoosh, your toes wriggling in your shoes and legs kicking restlessly under your seat. Your fingers come up to play with your necklace pendant, a family heirloom given to you by your father when you had started university. Although it’s normally your good luck charm, today it offers little comfort. Beside you, Jean’s fingers twitch from where they rest on his keyboard. One hand drops to his knee and slowly curls into a clenched fist. Your eyes flick up from following the movement to his face and you jolt at the way he’s scrutinising you. Soft lines crease his forehead as he furrows his eyebrows at you.

“Are you … okay?” He asks, flatly. It feels more like an insult to your character than a question of genuine concern.

You deflate, sinking into the back of your seat. Your hands find each other, twisting your fingers together to seek some comfort. The tension in the room is palpable; it’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop. “Yeah, sorry. It’s just a little awkward that’s all,” you try to say with a light laugh. It sounds fake to your own ears. “Maybe we should get to know each other a little, since we’re gonna be spending so much time together.”

Jean lets out a noncommital grunt. He leans forward to flick through his lab book, making an intentional effort to not meet your eyes. “I don’t see what the point is. It’s not like we’re friends.”

Your movements still. It’s another strike through the heart. You have honestly never been rejected from bare minimum human decency like this before. What the hell is wrong with this guy?

“Oh…” you say dejectedly. “Never mind then I guess.” You shake your head, turning back to your screen, lips curving down in a pout. The light tapping of your fingers on your keyboard fills the room as you start typing, wanting to appear busy. “Not like I wanted to be friends with you anyway,” you mutter under your breath.

You sense Jean stiffen beside you. Yikes, you hadn’t meant for him to overhear that.

He doesn’t say anything, instead just continuing to go from reading through his notes to typing on the document. You watch as his words pop up on the document, reading them as they appear. He’s definitely smart, or at least he writes well and he knows what he’s talking about. You’re no slouch either though. You straighten up. Fine, two can play at this game. If he wants this to be strictly business then so be it. The sooner you pump out this report, the sooner you can go home.

It doesn’t take long before the two of you are done. Barely half an hour passes before you’re sitting back, stretching out your arms, letting out a slight yawn. Jean scrolls through the pages, double checking your work. He seems satisfied, giving you the benefit of a quick nod before shutting his laptop. You follow his lead, closing your screen. You still haven’t finished your notes from before but you’re hungry and definitely in need of some dinner.

Jean studies the stickers scattered over the outside cover of your laptop, sacred memorabilia of all your favourite things. His eyes linger on the worn pictures and slogans and his mouth opens slightly, as if on the edge of saying something. You self consciously run your hand across them, feeling the familiar smooth edges.

“What are your plans for the rest of the night?” You ask him, your last attempt today to make some small talk.

“Nothing much. Might hit the gym then have dinner,” he responds.

“Oh cool,” you nod. “Yeah I’m gonna go home and eat something now too,” you tell him even though he doesn’t ask.

He looks at you. His eyes focus on yours, different shades of brown pooling together sucking you into their depth as he searches your eyes. The faintest hint of stubble graces his jaw, the early stages of a five o’clock shadow that hadn’t been there when you first met him. You’re reminded again how little you know about him despite the years you’ve shared as classmates. Is he normally clean shaven? What does he do in his spare time? Does he have friends? Why does he have it out for you? You try to shake off the thoughts. Classic overthinking. This is the last thing you need to be worried about. Like he said, the two of you aren’t friends and have no need to be anything more.

“Well, I better go now,” you say with a flourish as you get up. This is as much awkwardness as you can take for today. You can’t wait to go home and complain to Mikasa about how weird your interactions have been with Jean.

“Sure. Thanks for the good work today.” He says while unlocking his phone and scrolling through his notifications.

“Uh ... no problem. You too?” you drawl, making a face. Good work today? What is he - your boss? You get up and sling your bag over your shoulder. You lift your hand up in a small wave. “See you in class.”

His eyes follow you. The tips of his fingers lift in response, phone still in his hands. The corners of his mouth twitch up ever so slightly. “See you later.”

Shaking your head, you leave the room and close the door behind you. You quickly glance through the small window at Jean who hasn’t moved from looking down at his phone before turning away.

Man, what a weird guy.

you added bio guy to jean’s contact after he added his number just in case you forgot bc ur bad with names oops

jean is really a menace here im so sorry (am i?)

#jean x reader #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x reader #aot x reader #attack on titan #✎ . chloe wrote smth

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randxmthxughts · 1 year

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Neteyam x Ta'unui ! Female! Y/N (water clan that was attacked by Quaritch) fic bits

upd: full fic is posted

I am currently writing a long ass fic but because I'm impatient, I want to share a few spicy bits with you. I will be posting the full fic in the upcoming few days, so lmk if you want to be added to the taglist.

For the context, the reader is the younger sister of Tsahik at the Ta'unui clan. It's the clan that the Quaritch attacks looking for Jake. In the movies, thanks to Spider, they avoid casualties, but in this fic, everything happens way more brutally: many Na'vi get killed, and basically the whole village burns down. Y/N escapes before she gets killed, and seeks refuge at the Awa’atlu village, where the Sully's happened to be.

Knowing that the only reason sky demons attacked her village was Jake Sully, Y/N develops hatred towards him. She thinks he's a coward for hiding and causing so much damage to the innocent clans.

Now, at Awa’atlu, she starts to develop relationships with the Sully kids before she finds out that their father is the Jake Sully. Things get complicated, because her and Neteyam truly start seeing each other as enemies. Of course, there's lots of drama bc he protects his father, blah blah, you get it. But hatred is a form of love, and well, I'm a sucker for enemies to lovers, so

Tropes: enemies to lovers, friends to lovers

___

“What do you want?” you ask, squinting to make out his features. His eyes and freckles glow in the dark and you notice the slightest flatter of his ears. Like he’s excited.

“It’s Neteyam,” he gestures.

“I know,” you’re annoyed. You know who he is, does he think you can’t see him?

“Oh,” it surprises him? “Right, I just didn’t want to scare you, so I…”

“Shouldn’t you be checking on your brother anyway?”

“Technically, I can’t do anything except wait. When it gets suspiciously long, then I follow him,” he smirks like it’s the funniest thing.

___

“Sorry if we woke you up,” he scratches his head, “I was going to check on you anyway, just not at this hour.”

“Why would you check on me?” you frown.

“I thought you might like someone to talk to you, about moving and stuff.”

“I talk to Tsireya, I’m fine.”

“I know, she’s nice,” Neteyam crouches down, to bring himself on your eye level. He sighs, slightly embarrassed, “But she thought it would be a good idea for me to talk to you.”

“Why?”

“I get what you’re going through.”

This frustrates you. You and he had nothing in common. You were forced out of your home; you had given up everything without a choice. How can he relate to you? He has his family. You have no one.

“Just because we’re both outlanders doesn’t mean that you have to pretend to be like me, Neteyam. We’re not the same,” it comes out more aggressive than you intended. You notice his ears lower, along with his gaze, “I don’t need a forest boy teaching me the way of water. You’re not my savior.”

Neteyam’s face gets quickly covered with guilt. It’s like you hit a cord with your last words. He didn’t mean to offend you.

“Not trying to be a savior, just a friend,” he mumbles, standing up.

___

“What do they want? The islands?” Ao'nung asks.

“They’re looking for him, they think that he’s hiding in another clan,” you answer, noticing how everyone’s ears perk up.

“Who are you talking about? Who’s he?” Lo’ak suddenly gets suspicious.

“Jake Sully,” you reply, “I’m not sure what he did to them, but they were set on killing him. And killing anyone who’s protecting him,” you add with anger in your voice.

You’re met with a dead silence, like they know something they’re not telling you. The foresters hang their heads, and you notice as Tsireya touches Lo’ak's hand.

“Wait, so they’re looking for your dad?” Roxto turns to Kiri, “They’re looking for you.”

“Your dad?” you turn to Kiri, “Is he your dad?”

Kiri nods, almost ashamed. You feel your throat hurting, as realization washes over you.

“It’s your dad!” you feel anger building up. You stand up, “They set my village on fire because of him! They thought we were hiding him but he was here all this time!”

“Y/N, it’s not anyone’s fault but the demons’,” Tsireya stands up too, trying to calm you down, “He wanted to keep his family safe, he doesn’t want war.”

“My father has done nothing wrong,” Neteyam stands up as well, his tone now serious.

“He should be facing them by himself, not putting other clans at risk!” you throw your hands in the air in frustration.

___

“That’s unfair, I’m not losing my dad,” he growls.

“I lost my home!”

The two of you hiss at each other, and as you struggle to free your arms, he flips you over. Your back hits the sand with a painful ache but it gives you enough room to kick him with your leg. Right in the stomach. Neteyam winces in pain, but pins you down, this time paying special attention to have your knees locked together.

“Skxawng,” you growl.

___

“Why aren’t you angry at me?” you turn to Lo'ak.

“Why aren’t you?” he asks in return, “You’re angry at Neteyam but not at me.”

You pause. You’re not really sure why Lo’ak joining you didn’t affect you, as much as Neteyam’s presence did. Maybe it’s because Lo’ak seemed guilty earlier. He didn’t stand up for his dad, so there must be something both of you can agree on.

“I don’t like when people pretend to care. Because once something threatens their peace, they really show how they don’t give a shit about you.”

“Neteyam doesn’t pretend about caring,” Lo’ak disagrees, “Sure, he pretends all the time but not when it comes to caring. He cares.”

“Not about me anyway,” you scoff.

Lo’ak falls silent. You got him there.

___

Distracted, you fall a little behind the group, and find yourself next to Neteyam. He was not a bad swimmer, but he was definitely slow compared to you.

You watch him. It’s almost entertaining how greedily he admires the surroundings, oblivious to your presence. His yellow eyes seem almost golden in this light, and you can’t help but smile.

When his eyes meet yours, you feel tightness in your throat, and your smile falls. Why is he staring? What is he thinking?

___

“Dad?” Neteyam’s voice grabs both of your attention. He leans against the entrance of the marui, looking between the two of you.

“I’ll be right there,” Jake says, standing up, “Do you want to join, Y/N?”

You nod in appreciation and follow him into the room. You exchange another look with Neteyam but this time he looks troubled. Like he’s trying to figure out what the hell you and his father were talking about.

___

Bang. All of a sudden someone throws you off your feet, your back hitting the ground, and you see a familiar face hang above you. So close, you can feel his braids touching your skin. Neteyam. You growl.

“What the hell?” you slap his chest angrily, but he won’t budge. His arms are by your both sides, knee rests between your thighs, restricting your movement.

“This is a familiar pose,” he smirks, and you roll your eyes at him, “Why aren’t you asleep?”

“I was trying to clear my head. Why aren’t you?”

“I’m guarding,” he smiles.

“You’re a guardian?” you snort.

Neteyam shakes his head amused, swaying his braids over your skin.

___

His fingers start tickling your stomach and your neck. You squirm underneath him, trying to get away.

“Neteyam, stop!” you squeak through your giggling.

“Then say you’re sorry!” he pauses for a second, to give you a chance to save yourself.

“Why would I lie?” your voice catches in your throat, as he continues tickling you, “I’m sorry! I give up!”

“Sorry for what?”

“Sorry for not telling you sooner!”

“And who am I?”

You feel out of breath, smiling like a fool. You know exactly what he wants to hear.

“The mighty warrior,” you let out with a giggle. His face immediately lightens up.

“Smart girl,” he lowers his face towards you, nuzzling your forehead.

“You called me stupid two seconds ago,” you try to protest but he shuts you up with a gentle kiss.

In this moment, when his lips touch yours, and his hand cups your cheek, as you play with his braids, it’s impossible to remember why you hated him so much. Your grandmother used to say that hate is a form of love.

___

Okaaay, I hope I did not just spoiled the whole fic with these bits lol, and I hope that you'd be interested in reading the whole thing, once I post it.

I'm finally writing the fluffy scenes, and I'm swaying my feet and giggling and shi, at how cute it's going to be. What you think about these bits? Do they make sense to you pulled out of context?

Again, lmk if you want to be added to the taglist. I will be posting the whole fic in a few days, and it's going to be extra long, extra angsty and fluffy

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bridgetoesoteria · 4 months

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🔮Quickie Read: Pick an Oracle Card🔮

(This post has Piles 4-6)

Pile 4

Spread: Jack of Spades, 3 of Diamonds + Observer (Oracle)

Omg...are some of you pregnant? You could be pregnant and wondering how to break the news. Break the news usually has a slightly negative connotation. So maybe this is very inconvenient for some reason. Either way, the observer card is telling you to look to meditation or prayer (whatever your spiritual beliefs call for) for the guidance you seek.

"Cautious" and "clever" are repeated twice in the guidance book for this card. The next message I'm getting is that you may have to be more cunning than what you are used to or comfortable with. Right now, you have to look out for yourself. If you have to communicate something, choose your words carefully.

Card Description: The Observer watches the skies unlocking hidden messages. She is cautious, clever, and aware; understanding, cautious, clever, patience, endurance, connections.

TL;DR: Move very wisely right now. Seek "higher" guidance before you make a decision. Maybe you need to move according to the moon or astrological cycles. Choose your words carefully. Look out for your interests.

Pile 5

Spread: The Joker, Ace of Hearts + Medusa (Oracle)

Some of you could have Medusa tattoo, relate to Medusa, or be into Greek mythology. As soon as I flipped this pile over, I felt quite a spicy spicy feelinnn. What y'all got going on? lol. I was hearing "medusa the sedusa (seducer)" 💀💀

I'm sober so I know it ain't me...

If you aren't in that energy that is where you are headed. Your sexual energy could be, or will be, very strong. You may have a new romantic offer. I feel like this is with someone you have not been with. If there was an ex that put you in this medusa, man-eater type of energy, I don't think this is them. This feels positive.

If you are in this energy as self-protection, or you feel like a monster and that you put people off, that is not true. This card talks of shedding your skin, renewals/rebirths, and fears. You aren't tainted. If you are concerned about another person, they will be okay eventually. If this joker and ace of cups does not represent a new love situation, it could certainly mean new self-love.

TL;DR: It seems you are headed for healing. For some of you, you will have a new emotional connection with another person. You will be healing from past heartbreak. For others, you are shedding who you used to be and considering that maybe you aren't the problem (you're not). Both groups are lovable and deserve love from themselves and others 💞

Pile 6

Spread: Ace of Club, Jack of Clubs + Rose (Oracle)

Omg what is up with the last two piles lol. So much heat is coming through and its getting to me. Like I am ovulating right now so my ovaries literally cannot handle this. So uhh lets make this quick!

Honestly, this could be the energy many of you are in. You may hide it on the outside, but some of you are carrying a candle for another person. You probably are wanting to have some "one on one" time. I see that it is possible. You could have great chemistry in that way, even if everything else has gone to shit.

I think many of you know this person. The jack of clubs is somehow giving both knight and page, simultaneously 🤥🥴 If you cut them off I can see why. You have a lot of protection up. I think you are also very protected spiritually. If the right thing to do is stay away, then stay away. Keep yourself safe.

Another message I am getting is that some of you are so guarded and used to flying solo that you are blocking a potential partner. Again, you are protected and you can always ask for more. Maintain your boundaries, go at your pace, and consider giving someone a chance.

TL;DR: No matter what decision you make use protection. Idc what they tell you, how fired up you feel, or what your previous experiences may have been...always prioritize your health! You may have a hookup on the horizon. You could be debating if you should or you should not. If this person is cold or known for breaking hearts, it may be best to walk away. Others of you are being asked to consider letting your walls down just enough for you to let someone in. Know that you are protected and can always ask for more protection.

~ K

#tarotcommunity #tarot #pick a card #spirituality #tarot reading #intuitive readings #oracle cards #oracle reading #spiritual community #pick a pile

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seahagart · 4 months

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Okay okay okay!!!

Drífa asks!!!

What did she think about Auntie Ethel?

Did she save the Zhenterim traders and help deliver the package?

How did she recruite Karlach and how did she difuse the situation between Wyll and Karlach?!?

Does she prefer hot foods or warm foods?

How much does she weigh???

Can other people draw Drífa?!? And post it with credit of course!!

Fave animal?!?

Biggest fear??

What does her dream visitor look like?!?!

Can we draw her interacting with other Tavs?!?!

Does she have any missing teeth??

What companion does she get on with the least?

Whats her opinions on marriage??

And finally and personally for me most importantly: if she was an animal, which would it be and why?

Thank you~♡

Oh my goodness! Thank you!!!

What did she think about Auntie Ethel?

I think she is a bit superstitious, doesn't trust her, but also is of the mindset that 'you made a deal with a hag, what did you expect?'. She is distrustful for things that are 'too good to be true'. She likes elderly women, so she probably liked her until it was put together she's a hag and then was weary.

Did she save the Zhenterim traders and help deliver the package?

She probably saved them, and then that was about the amount of interest she has, money doesn't really do it for her. She probably doesn't even remember that.

How did she recruite Karlach and how did she difuse the situation between Wyll and Karlach?!?

She saw a big lady on fire and was like 'wow... that is so crazy... ok anyway-' then once talking to her, probably likes her and notices her strength. Drífa was like 'Karlach, you only one that not small or fragile like others...' and recruited her. Then to diffuse the situation is like 'idk karlach seem pretty cool lady, seems like she's right' Drifa likes Karlach

Does she prefer hot foods or warm foods?

I doubt she could handle anything particularly spicy, but she likes warm meals.

How much does she weigh???

Probably like 500+ lbs, she's 8ft tall

Can other people draw Drífa?!? And post it with credit of course!!

Absolutely! I would be honored and want to see it!!!

Fave animal?!?

Bears. I think she relates to bears, especially polar bears, and sees herself as one. Solitary, only coming into contact with other in times of conflict or to mate. She believes herself destined to be alone, secluded, isolated, it is her purpose... not that she doesn't feel alone. She raises her 'cub' alone like bears do. I think she probably has a kinship while a female bear in the area who she used to want to kill but eventually it's more of a 'that bitch over there' with more respect. 'That bitch over there' eats the animals out of her traps, and takes her food, so she gets kinda heated and curses them out a lot.

I think she also like foxes and enjoys watching them, and birds, listening to their songs.

Biggest fear??

Losing her kid, which already happened. Her biggest fear was not being able to provide/keep her child alive, and then losing them to the wild, which happened (dw he comes back!) so after she experiences that, there really isn't anything she's really afraid afraid of. General fear is just being alone, never leaving the temple and eventually she won't be able to take care of herself. She is fully like 'ya when i get too old I'm going to walk into the woods and thats that' which to her is normal. I think

What does her dream visitor look like?!?!

Like a big mountain man, he kinda looks like pan. A big mountain man is the only person she's ever had intimate contact with, so that'd probably what she defaults to. But she does like people in all varieties :)

Can we draw her interacting with other Tavs?!?!

Yes Please!!! i love seeing her with other tavs! They can be friends, you can ship them, idc, I wanna see!

Does she have any missing teeth??

Probably, she's broken her tusks which grew back and are short because she uses them like a wild animal to open things, probably cracked a tooth, gotten a tooth knocked out falling down a mountain.

What companion does she get on with the least?

I think Laezel and even then I think it'd be because everything Laezel says goes over her head. She doesn't really know why she's so mad, or what she's talking about, but eventually I think they would get on well #warrior bond

I think she'd annoy the shit out of Astarion (not on purpose, just the way she is) and she would think he's a lil annoy... eventually though I think he is the first to get her to laugh and by laugh i mean she nods and says 'that was very humor'

Whats her opinions on marriage??

She is aware of marriage, doesn't really have any thoughts on it, doesn't quite get it maybe.... She doesn't have experience with romance, she doesn't really get the idea of loving someone romantically (I think she would feel it, and would do romantic things without thinking about it) I don't think she'd know what it feels like to have love or be loved, the first experience she has is with the people who raised her in the temple, left here there to guard it, never returned, and then her son. She'd need to be taught in the ways of romance, and maybe realize she wants that... I don't think she'd be interested in getting married, but if her partner wants to then sure whatever, she just doesn't have an opinion to it other than being confused why they want to marry her.

And finally and personally for me most importantly: if she was an animal, which would it be and why?

Polar bear hehe :)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THESE QUESTIONS!!!

#thank you for the ask btw!!!#drífa

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smbyt · 1 year

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TF141 + König x GN!Reader who started the flame in the middle of the night and still be cheeky about it the following day. (P1)

(Vietnamese version here, English isn't my first language so I hope you guys could read this easily)

Including: Ghost, Gaz (in P1), Soap, König (in P2) Price (in P3 cause I wrote a lot for him @@)

Warning: swearing, a little suggestive (of course SFW, just flirting), mention about König smokes

Reader is their teammate (and secret lover, but reader is new to König), no pronoun or sign name, just some nickname like kid, princess (just for teasing, not related to reader's gender), rookie,...

This post (https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=251581517229194&set=a.603460821183422) inspired me so… here we are =))))))

Translated: A had done some stupid things that B had to wake up and extinguish the fire. However, the next day, A still winked cheekily at B and went: “Such a hot night, right?” (I do not sure that "hot" in English means the same with "spicy" or "sexy" but... I still write these things...)

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Simon "Ghost" Riley:

Will be extremely angry and ask (bark) why you made the fire.

Grabs your waist tight and is ready to crush you if you don't answer honestly and "sounds right" about what you did.

“Such a hot night, isn’t it?”

Now, you’re fucked up.

Ghost, of course, before punishing you with cleaning the toilet, will suggest burning something else that sounds "smarter" than the one you burned (to insult your stupidity, obviously). Even if you are his love for a thousand years, he still punishes you.

But if the two of you have xxx together, prepare, soldier, the next night Ghost will make you too exhausted to the point that you can not lift even a finger to burn anything else.

If you cry after being punished?

“Now which is hotter? The fire you burned last night or your tears now?"

After the helicopter landed, you and the members of 141 all tiredly went to their rooms. Everyone was exhausted from the mission they had so the softy bed was the only thing in their minds. But somehow, you still had enough energy to bring a bunch of stuff to Ghost's room.

"What?"

He frowned at you, now without the mask making it easier to see how annoying he was.

“Can I sleep over? Will be good, won't disturb you"

You grinned and showed Ghost some of the sundries you picked up while on a mission. These are a lighter, a butterfly knife, electrical cords, a weird mp3, and other things that you will always pick up and take home whenever you see them.

Ghost rolled his eyes wearily, but still opened the door for you to enter.

You sit on the bed as comfortably as you are in your room, continuing to grin at Ghost while he uncomfortably took a look at his broken weapons. Speaking of, not everyone Ghost would allow to do that, because if it was anyone else, this guy would have kicked their ass out of the base since they knocked on the door. But you are different, a fool who dared to cut open his frozen heart to sneak in. And he could not refuse any request of the person in his heart.

You just sit and played with your stuff until Ghost has finished checking the weapons, and as promised, you just sit alone and didn't make any noise. Ghost went to take a shower, then tiredly laid down on the bed, right next to where you were playing. His big body wouldn't normally fit on the bed, now you took up a large space, so Ghost had to shrink even more, which was more uncomfortable.

"Don't break anything, you hear me?"

“Promise”

Ghost muttered exasperatedly before wrapping his arms around your waist and starting to drift off to sleep. The mission earlier had drained his strength, causing a man who had never known fatigue to surrender. Moreover, you were sitting beside him, your scent made him feel so comfortable that he just wanted to enjoy the night and didn't want to do anything else. It had been a long time since Ghost had formed this habit, every time he hugged you, Ghost just wanted to sleep and immerse himself in the presence of his lover, because only you can make him feel peaceful and relaxed.

Tonight, Ghost didn't dream. Dreams only existed when he did not do his best and not be exhausted. Ghost loved the darkness that surrounded him, the darkness that had been with him since he was young. Perhaps, if you were the person Ghost loved, the darkness was his soulmate.

"Fucking hell..."

The murky darkness suddenly had your voice, the voice panicking like the screams that Ghost often heard.

"My god!!!"

Ghost woke up from his sleep, and the first thing he saw was the bright light of the fire on the mattress, and you were trying to put out the fire with his bulletproof vest.

“What the fuck!?”

Ghost quickly jumped out of bed, opened the door to run to a fire extinguisher in the hallway, then brought it into the room, opened the valve and sprayed hard on the fire to put it out.

“You were not allowed to break so you burned!?”

"Sorry!!!"

You whispered a scream, and the chaos got the attention of the people in the nearby rooms. They ran out to see where the noise was coming from and discovered that it was from Ghost's room. You panicked, you couldn't let them know you were here, otherwise, your secret relationship will be discovered.

“Bye Simon, have a nice night”

You tapped Ghost trying to put out the remaining fire in the bed on the shoulder, and by the time people didn't notice, you blended into the crowd and pretended you'd just arrived.

"Ghost, what happened?"

“A mouse burned my bed”

…

The next morning, you were on your way to see Captain Price to report on what you had done for the mission yesterday when suddenly you saw Ghost walking in your direction. Your big boy must have had to deal with a lot of strange questions from teammates and Captain Price last night about the burnt bed.

You smiled, raised your hand to greet Ghost.

“Good morning” you winked, suddenly wanting to tease. "Such a hot night, wasn't it, Lieutenant?"

After your saying, Ghost suddenly grabbed your hand and pushed you against the wall, his intimidating shape enveloped you. He leaned over in frustration, his hand gripping your wrist tightening even more.

"Fucking hell, why did you burn the bed last night?"

“I didn't”

You pretended to be innocent, blinking at Ghost - the man who was ready to tear you in half like the way he had killed countless enemies on the battlefield. But Simon can't bear to do that to you, he could only vent his anger by barking you in the face.

“You didn't!? Listen, soldier, I don't have time to joke around. Do you know how hard I have to explain to Price? You're getting me in trouble."

Ghost grabbed your chin, forcing you to look him directly in the eye. The eyes were now burning like the flames in his bed last night.

“Say, why did the mattress burn last night?"

This time you didn't tease Ghost anymore, hesitantly answering: "Because I was curious..."

"Curious so you burned the mattress? Do you want to go scrubbing the toilet to get more curious about it?"

“I was just studying!”

"Study what!?"

Ghost angrily pulled your waist against him, crushing your waist with the squeeze of those strong hands.

You whispered: “Learn about something that can catch fire… like does steel burn…”

You felt the hand gripping your waist get stronger, maybe in a few minutes, your waist would be split in two if this continued.

“Then why…”

Then you heard the growl of Ghost, through the mask, you still knew he was grinding his teeth.

“…not the bed feet?”

“Pardon?” you were dumbfounded, trying to process his question.

“SO WHY DON’T YOU BURN THE BED FEET? YOU FUCKING BURNED YOUR MATTRESS BECAUSE OF THAT STUPID STUDY!?”

Ghost barked at you, fortunately, the mask has stopped the saliva splashing out from his mouth. It was clear that he had put all his energy into that sentence by the way your eardrums still vibrated a few seconds later.

You grinned happily, and stars started to shine in your eyes: “Because now I could know that mattress isn’t made of steel”

“You fucking know what?” now it’s his turn to be dumbfounded.

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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick:

Gaz will laugh if you do that, laughing awkwardly and telling you to keep your mouth shut.

However, he will also have a headache about your stupid games.

Might hug you if you keep teasing him

Maybe lift you up to the table, and he will stand between your legs to retaliate.

“Such a hot night, so do you want a hot morning too?”

"Come on mate, I am not afraid of being caught while eating you out."

But surely he will be punished with you for your stupid games without any complaint.

However, you still have to have something to repay his patience. For example, another hot night, but figuratively not literally =)))))))))))

You and Gaz had been dating for months and he always pampered his lover too much. So tonight you wanted to sleep in Gaz's room and of course, this guy was extremely welcoming to you.

“Wanna sleep together?”

Gaz gently asked you, then comfortably took off his hoodie and prepared to go to sleep. You looked up at his thick muscles, shiny and juicy, making you forget the current question.

Gaz could feel your stare at him as if you wanted to eat him out, and that made him chuckle. No matter how many times you had seen his body, you still couldn't help but admire the juicy and thick body of the special force guy. Gaz flexed his muscles to tease you, and you two continued to laugh.

"Is it juicy?"

“Fucking thick, lemme bite it”

"No, need to sleep"

Gaz rubbed your head, leaving you alone on the floor, he tried to dodge your things on the ground to get on the bed, then lay down and fell asleep immediately.

Poor this young man, it must have been his recent duties that had exhausted him. He slept like the dead, nothing can disturb his sleep now. Only the sound of pouring water, the sound of tearing fabric, and the sound of bottles crashing together pulled him out of his dream. But he still didn't wake up, continued to cover his ears and fell asleep again.

After a while, Gaz suddenly smelled something pungent from where you were sitting. It smelled like gasoline or tar, but how do you steal those things from the storage? Didn't Price already forbid the two of you to come near it without permission?

"What's the smell?"

Gaz reached out to scratch his bare back, dreamily asking you to make sure you were okay. But he only received a simple answer from you: "Nothing, sleep well baby."

"Alright…"

Gaz trusted you and then continued to find the promised land in his dream. The two of you had fought too long together that Gaz was always willing to put his life on the line to trust you, and now he did too, trusting your negligent reassurance without even knowing something terrible was about to happen.

And then… something shattered!

After the crack of a glass bottle, flames engulfed the room. The heat and your screams made Gaz jump.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“IT’S JUST AN ACCIDENCE!”

You tried to open the valve of the fire extinguisher, pointing at the pile of broken bottles on the floor. Gaz opened his eyes, fuck, did you just make Molotov in the room?

It was a weapon with a simple structure but easy to make, also known as the Molotov bomb, and the materials to make them were nothing more than a glass bottle, gasoline and a cloth for the wick to burn. Gaz quickly helped you with another fire extinguisher he found in the hallway, and you two used all your energy to put out the blazing fire.

"STOP BEING STUPID, OK!!!? DID YOU HURT??”

"NO! BUT I'M NOT STUPID!!? ACCIDENTLY DROPPED IT!!!”

“NOT STUPID YOU SAY!???”

The noise of you two made people in other rooms run over to see, as soon as they arrived, both of you had put out the fire, and stood panting as if you were about to die. Soap went into the room first, grinning: “What are you two playing? Seems so fun. Why don't ya invite me?"

“Inviting you to burn my whole room?”

Gaz snorted, then suppressed his laughter and went to put away the fire extinguisher. He knew they were both fucked up for sure, you two would be scolded by Captain Price anyway. And as expected, Price arrived right after Gaz returned to the room.

"What's wrong with you two?" Price asked annoyingly, crossing his arms and looking at the mess you had made. Seeing that he was still properly dressed, he must have not slept until now, he must have been doing a report when he heard the noise and ran out immediately.

"Sir, I did some stupid things"

You stood up to report, then pointed at the bottles on the floor: “I was going to try to make Molotov cocktails, but I accidentally dropped them.”

“Did you hurt?”

“No, but Gaz lost his shirt.”

Gaz tried not to laugh, looked at you and tried to check to make sure you didn't have any wounds on your body. It is true that except for the dark spots on your pants, you have nothing hurt.

Price sighed at your annoyance, then carried both of you up to his office room so that he could clarify the matter.

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The next morning, you and Gaz had to clean the toilet because of yesterday's incident, after cleaning the last toilet, you went out and winked at Gaz: "What a hot night, right, Gaz?"

He was cleaning the sinks and suddenly sighed, giving you a helpless smile.

"Shut up..."

"Come on mate, you were as hot as I was last night"

Gaz couldn't help but smile, throwing the washcloth at you. You jumped to the side to dodge, then waved the toilet brush as if it were a stylish handbag.

"What? You like it too! I have never had such a hot and passionate night like that, just only with you.”

"Oh please shut up!"

Gaz laughed and hugged you, then lifted you up and swayed like you were a doll, he couldn't stand the teasing. You two stood laughing for a while, then Gaz let you down, "accidentally" patted your butt.

"Don't do that next time, it's not safe at all"

“I solemnly promise not to burn down your room again next time.”

Gaz grinned, choosing to trust you again, his smile was so bright that you forgot you were standing in the toilet, not in a shining castle and Gaz was the handsome prince you'd been looking for. Gaz was exhausted with your game, turned around to pick up the washcloth to continue cleaning, but you slapped his ass: "Next time I'll burn your clothes"

And then, unexpectedly, Gaz stood up and lifted you to sit on the washstand, squeezing your thighs and pulling you close to his body.

“Say again, I'll give you an equally hot morning,” Gaz's voice was strangely hoarse by now, the hand on your thighs getting tighter and tighter.

He leaned over and whispered in your ear: "I don't mind letting people know that I'm devouring you at this moment."

And he actually didn't =))))))))))) break a leg!

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im-obsess-with-pixel-characters · 5 months

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It's like 1 in the morning on a Sunday night right now, which is the best time to share headcanons and random piece of lore :3

Well I think it is at least, but mcd addition since I did mystreet last

•on Enki Island the most common thing you will find in it's forest are fire berries, and for a good while that's what Travis had eaten and lived off of for most of his time in the forest if he wasn't eating fish or he was eating both of them

-fire berries are basically just normal berries but they're like spicy, it has a tint of sour at first there's an overwhelming feel of sweet then it drives down into the depths of spice when you eat it, almost every time someone that doesn't know of what fire berries are and eat it does cause panic since a lot of people aren't normal to fruits being spicy, but on anky Island the fire berries are a warm delicacy fruit due to their cold climate fire berries heat up there insides and keep it warm

•Lucinda was never in particular an author in name but she did have a allies name (Winter witch) and that's the same name she goes by when realising her detailed studies of different kind of magicks

•Zenix has a rare ability he was born with that no one even knows about except for himself, this ability being shapeshifting forms and having a talent of changing and adjusting his voice to fit said person he shifted into

•Garroth had a reasonably thin relationship with Zane at least compared to Zane with Vylads relations, with such thin relations it had caused them to drift a fair amount when Vylad died, the most commotion happening a year after Vylad's death when Zane had started to act less like himself and more like their ill father

•Aphmau doesn't actually have a name in my rewrite, instead she goes by an allies until she was given the name 'Alina' as she became lord and officially took in the name 'Aphmau' later on and even far later naming her first born 'Alina'

•Dante didn't cheat on Nicole, instead they broke off with good ends while Nicole wanted a child at that time and Dante didn't, they worked it out in a way that they both can still support each other even if they weren't together. And later on couple of years after the break off Dante and Nana started seeing eachother, which did leave Nicole happy as Dante was moving just like she was

•Sasha was a kind woman, she definitely had her cold moments but she was mostly kind to anyone she meets, so when Laurance faced Sasha again it was so off putting hearing her with a hollow monotone voice that sounded so emotionless it was eerie

•On Enki Island there's a potionist called Aylin, leading off generations of immortal elves and warlocks and most likely being last one standing of their bloodline, They Travis's mother personally and of her Warlock situation, almost like a mother figure to her. Aylin is far older than anyone's knowledge some not even knowing their age and them being seemingly only in their late 30s even then their centuries old

•Laurances different eye color is explained in a very certain way in my rewrite since I have this thing called “spell iris” can't explain it now, but it will make sense. Spell iris is also kind of also the reason Travis has bright green eyes and Lucinda has dark blue eyes

•Garroth had a far closer relationship with Zenix, with even Zenix being the first to ever see his face in years. So imagine how he feels when Zenix betrayed him, since no one knew what a calling was back then they assumed it was a natural betrayal and not many people were paying attention to Zenix's blood red eyes

•Zane isn't Zane

•Gene was definitely a frustrating bunch, especially with his frustration and blind hatred for Dante. But that wasn't always the case, when first resurrected Gene was in an anomaly of his last words to Dante, he wish he could've just taken it back. But what's done was done. Shad even without physical form can control types of magicks around him and Gene's memory manipulation was an easy task to manipulate, Turning Gene's regret of frustration into burning hatred for Dante

•Travis is someone with very good aim considering he has to catch fish a lot of times freshly out Ocean or water Stream since cost of food is a a bit expensive for him. He does get coin bags from the potionist regularly per month every time he uses the money he gets to buy fruits for that month

•Katelyn can definitely be difficult to reason with at times, but for good reason. She's always been protective of family and knowing that keeping the people around her safe is a priority of her just makes her a bit more fiery than some others

I think that's all I have for now will definitely post some more if I remember to or if I have anymore

#aphblr #travis valkrum #aphmau zenix #garroth ro'meave #vylad ro'meave #aphmau katelyn #aphmau lucinda #dante aphmau #gene aphmau #aphmau minecraft diaries #mcd rewrite #mcd #Aylin is a semi oc btw #my rewrite is a work in progress but I have made my plots and choices #I just need to actually work on it and do the arcs. and actually write it #this is going to take a while #headcanon

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blackjackkent · 4 days

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Found the creche quartermaster! I don't think I've actually ever talked to this woman; she's in one of the side corridors of the area and I usually haven't come down here until after, shall we say, diplomatic relations have broken down.

She's a grumpy sort, possibly because the lighting makes it look like she's standing directly inside the sun:

"Blood, rust, tsk'va... is there no odious substance not smeared on this delivery? I'd heard this plane was disgusting, but I didn't think it would be like this."

Rakha is, of course, dealing with the low level growl of the beast at the back of her mind, wanting to open up with a knife on all these strangers and watch the blood run free through the stone hallways, so she doesn't have a ton of patience for this woman's attitude.

"There must be something worthwhile on this plane," she says curtly. "Or your kind wouldn't be here."

"Chk," the woman snaps back, just as irritably. "Most metals here fold like istiks - much like istiks themselves. But if you're so keen to extol their virtues, you can pay accordingly."

(A/N: That first sentence doesn't make a great deal of sense. The rare moment of completely janky writing in this game. XD )

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She sells some food and supplies, but mostly weapons and armor. The main thing we're here for, on @zenjestrr's suggestion, is these:

This is sexy for Rakha's particular, chaotic style of combat, where she hurls herself into battle, hungry for the blood of her enemies, and destroys them at close range without a lot of thought for things like ideal spellcasting range. So this means we can cast (for instance) Fire Bolt directly in an enemy's face and not suffer range penalties. Spicy.

This does mean dropping the Bracers of Defense, but that doesn't really matter since we're cheesing Rakha's AC anyway. We'll give those to Gale to admire in camp.

#bjk plays bg3 durge #rakha the dark urge

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fallenrain40 · 5 months

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hrmmm its 2am so time for me to ramble about nonsense venting again. sometimes it makes me sad that i cant relate to every autistic person?? like i know that. would literally be impossible. but sometimes it feels like there will be a few aspects where the majority does not have the same experiance as me and i just... really really start gaslighting myself into thinking i must not REALLY be autistic just becuase i differ in those aspects. like for example,, i saw a poll where most autistic people said auditory things were the biggest sensory trigger for them and... that's rarely the case for me. i mean yes, i definitely can struggle with sound. but usually it just doesnt. get to me in the same way as other things. and it's really less to do with the sounds themselves and moreso I struggle with UNEXPECTED sounds. which means i hate jumpscares and can also hate listening to new things becuase i have no idea what to expect. but sounds I've already heard before are usually safe. and another example; food textures can bother me majorly, but it's not always the same foods other autistic people have trouble with... usually it somehow ends up being the foods they LIKE. for some reason, i've seen more autistic people say they like spicy things than not which i... couldnt be more different on. i hate spicy food. why would i want to set my mouth on fire. i just want to eat. then again, i do LOVE extremely sour things like Warheads candy. some people have a sweet-tooth- well I have a sour tooth. ...I'm getting off topic. basically, i just dunno why my brain has to be like ""YOURNOTRLLY AUTISTIC CAUSE U DONT RELATE TO EVERY SINGLE AUTISTIC PERSON THAT EXISTS""- my brain really needs to shut up cause. if im not autistic im just a horrible fucking person. and i KNOW im autistic we've known since i was little, my mom just didnt ever want to get me diagnosed cause she thought i'd magically grow out of everything (which i clearly have not.) and to be fair, having an official diagnoses sometimes can be more of a problem than it's worth, as i've heard. it's not something everyone can get. i just wish i didnt get such imposter syndrome without a diagnoses.

#autistic #autistic things #actually autistic #neurodivergent #nd

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So I reread Shamhat on a whim and came up with some more questions:

So wouldn't Goji and San's coming brawl (or at least them beefing with each other) violate the sorta unspoken rule about being civil to each other on Infant Island? I ask because Vivienne previously stopped a potential problem between Goji and Rodan in an earlier chapter and just generally feel like Mothra wouldn't be very happy about either of them banging each other up.

So I'm assuming Mothra lets out the pheromones because she's a moth, and that's a thing that Moths do and not just a kaiju thing. Or... is it? Like if Tiamat went into heat would she also start shooting out pheromones? Or does each female kaiju have like a unique heat thing that works to attracts mates?

We've been told that the rut/heat relationship works on a Female - Male basis. Female goes into season, triggers male rut, the fuck happens. Is this constant across all sexual orientations? Like, if there was an exclusively gay male kaiju somewhere would a female's heat just have no effect on them? Would they need another male to trigger their rut?

Was the weird thing with Vivienne in the chapter where she bit Tiamat because of the baby developing and instincts bleeding over, or something else? (if the answer to this is a spoiler than by all means be vague about it)

Has Rodan and/or Vivi thought of a name for the kid yet? (refer to the previous question if you don't want to answer this yet)

Final spicy one: What's the projected spike in the Demi-Titan (Titan/Human Hybrid) population looking like when word that the Titans are biologically compatible gets out? Or just the spike in Titan/Human relations?

Whoo!

Mothra certainly won't be pleased that the boys are fighting on her island and plans to make them both sleep on separate couches once all is said and done (she doesn't care "who started it," only that it started at all, and also San knew what he was getting into when he agreed to come and that Goji was playing with fire for seducing his rival's mate). Her ire will be a bit lessened considering what the beef will quickly turn into, though...

I wanna say the sex pheromones specifically are a Mothra-species staple, while others have different ways of drawing in potential mates. In Tiamat's case, it's her bioluminescence and frills fanning out, like a male peacock. Some species will announce their "current state" through body language or straight-up screaming to get a male's attention ("FOR FUCK'S SAKE I NEED A DICK IN ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW MY ESTRUS IS FUCKING KILLING ME!!").

I want to be careful about this for obvious reasons, but I want to say that a female's heat signals wouldn't necessarily work on a gay male Titan. Maybe the male is aware that a female is in heat, it just doesn't do anything for him because he's naturally not attracted to the opposite sex. It would work on a bisexual Titan, but I digress. Maybe thanks to how intelligent many Titans are, there's a social agreement among the various species that the "breeding zones" are to be separate from zones where gay Titans can go looking for a mate; in which case, a Titan would react to the "call" of a potential mate of the same sex. Sort of like the gay bars of the wild.

If memory serves correctly, it might be a mix between the baby developing, Rodan's instincts bleeding into Vivienne's more dormant "ancient human" instincts, and her being in close proximity to multiple males in rut, which caused her angry bitey cavewoman reaction. She wasn't just defending her mate, Vivienne in the moment was perceiving Tiamat as a potential threat to her expecting family. (It also makes sense to me that a mama bird would flip out if she spotted a snake anywhere near her nest.)

They haven't had an opportunity to brainstorm baby names yet, on account of the whole rut happening at the moment, but once things calm down and Vivienne begins showing, they'll have plenty of slow days where they can relax and test what names work... or rather, Vivienne will test names. Titans don't always refer to each other with specific names, so Rodan is getting used to that.

I wanna say that there won't be an immediate spike in Demi-Titan births; the chaos of 2014 and especially the Mass Awakening is still fresh in many people's memories, but the revelation that Titans can communicate on a human scale will make it easier for many humans to come to terms with all the Everything that's happened and continues to happen. Platonic Human/Titan relations will gradually improve over time... and once some brave souls get over the initial hurdle of "am I attracted to a big monster" and accept their newfound sexual awakening, intimate or even romantic Human/Titan relations will slowly follow.

Bonus, because The Elder Scrolls just turned 30 years old, a bit of Shamhat baby lore based on how "mixed" baby-making works in TES lore: Demi-Titans take after their mothers; in the case of Titan father/human mother, they naturally need to be human-sized babies in order for mom to give birth without, y'know, dying. In the case of of Titan mother/human father parents, the same applies but on a larger scale.

#tosho89 #frostbite814 #in the footsteps of shamhat #monsterfuckery

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