#female viper

[toxidera]

Drawing of someone I care about, in the style of the tarot card that reminds me most of them. The snake is a female Bornean Keeled Pit Viper, their favorite.

[ninjaart-fan]

I'm sorry it took me sooo long! but here is part 5!

I know it's not much... so here's a bit of extra drama:

meanwill in Diasmnia Dorm...

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 6

[quimichi]

↳ ❝ [YOU SEND THEM A NUDE] ¡! ❞ - MDNI

↳ Chat: Pt.1 - Pt.2 - Pt.3

characters: Jack, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil and Vil x F!Reader

[angelltheninth]

The status said "requests open" & TWST is currently the hyperfixation ravaging my autistic brain, so I propose the following!!

(If this is too many characters tho; I mainly just want Leona, Malleus, Azul & Jamil.)

The Overblot boys accidentally blurting out will you marry me? to the Reader who is doing something completely benign but it warms his heart as he realizes he's head over heels.

You're just so kind & warm, but not that sickeningly sweet naivete that makes them scowl. No, you're aware of the bad in the world— but in spite of it, you show him that kindness. Sure, he's lost his temper or just been rude to you out of frustration, but you don't take it lying down nor do you shut him out. You're understanding without being condescending. You make him feel wanted & seen & sincerely appreciated, even with all his flaws and bad habits.

(Bonus: he backtracks out of embarassment, but Reader gently teases him about that mushy response, subtly implying they're open if he manages to get the nerve to go for it.)

Cute as hell oh my god!

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Malleus Draconia x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, accidental marriage proposal, kiss, being flustered, date night, cuddles

Ko-Fi | Rules | Fandoms and Characters

A/N: I wouldn't hesitate to marry them. All four of them.

Leona was half asleep when he asked you to marry him, you would have missed it entirely if you weren't cuddling up against his chest when it happened. He tried to convince you this was just a dream, he would never be tied down and you can't make him. This is all very redundant given that he was the one who proposed to you, so in actuality he wants to be called yours doesn't he? He does, he can't deny it now, and before he tries to backtrack, your answer is a yes.

Azul asked that on a contract as a joke asking you if you would sign a contract like that. The last thing he expected was for you to sign it in a heartbeat and ask him where's he's putting his name. For a man who makes as many deals and contracts as he does he is rarely rendered speechless and stunned by someone else, he stared at the paper, blinking rapidly. He couldn't believe you were so ready to marry him, you must love him more than you let on.

Jamil always teases you with fake marriage proposals so you begin saying no every time just to see what he'd do next. Of course he takes this as a challenge to try to get you to say yes, which becomes sort of a contest between the two of you, to see who will fold first. To get an edge up on you when he asks you he kisses you to stop you from saying no, little did he know that you were about to say yes. When you tell him that he asks you again, excited, but you say no again.

Malleus blurted it out while you were running your hands through his hair and massaging the base of his horns. It felt so good, he was so relaxed and completely lovestruck by you so the words fell from his lips before he could stop them. Immediately he starts apologizing, panicking, he doesn't know what he was thinking or if he was even thinking. His cheeks grew a bright pink, his pointy ears too but instead of laughing you kissed him, you would love to be his bride.

[bluesylveon2]

Imagine NRC holding a Family Day and Ortho realizing that he has people trying to set up Yuu/MC with their own family members. His rivals? Najma and Cheka. (I'm only using 2 for this even tho others have known siblings/others).

Ortho has the whole school year to set Yuu/MC up with Idia, but this one day can ruin his plans. First, there's Najma, who wants a sister-in-law, keeps bragging about Jamil's talent and also recruited Kalim to back her up. Then, there's Cheka, who wants a new aunt, uses his cuteness to steal Yuu/MC's time before bragging about how cool his Unca Leona is.

In short, Ortho has a lot of planning to do 😅

Edit: I wrote a fic about it here!

[nyctophiliq]

Wanted to know your take on Valo women reacting to fem reader wearing their clothes! Can be nsfw or sfw! Whatever you’re more comfortable with, was hoping for skye, sage, and fade (anyone else if you’d like)! If that’s too many the first too would be appreciated!

✮ ┆ WEARING THEIR CLOTHES. skye, sage, fade, viper, deadlock

based on the request above. CONTENT WARNING.           18+ only, minors dni. SUGGESTIVE/SFW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT; female-bodied reader, stealing clothes, suggestive touches/dialogues,  | ~1k words A/N.                   i don’t normally write for skye but writing this might have just made me put her up on the list guys, i love her <3 anyways, hope you guys liked it, and thank you for reading! apologize for the long wait...

SKYE.

hiking with skye was always something to look forward to, even if one or both of you kept tripping over the fallen branches of the trees. you were waiting for kirra on top of a hill, sitting the the cool grass while keeping your bags safe, waiting for her to get back from whatever it was she wanted to check out at the end of the trail. you felt a shiver run through you, and remembered that you didn’t pack an extra sweater for yourself, you peeked into kirra’s bag to take the one she probably had. you just about pulled it over your figure when you heard skye’s bulky boots approaching. she gaped, her eyes widened and lips parted softly in surprise. “look at you all cozy.” she grinned eagerly, sitting down next to you and taking a good look at you in her sweater. “got a little chilly sitting and waiting, sorry.” you murmur as you lay your head on her shoulder, looping your arm with hers. kirra just chuckles contently, her free hand coming up to caress your cheek while placing a kiss on top of your head. “you look like eye candy, we must pick some more out for you back at base.”

SAGE.

even the protocol had to have a bouge, fancy, get together sometimes to keep morale up and at least have the sense of a normal life. with some important papers to hand in tonight, you had to be late for the party and in the middle of all of it, you forgot to pick out what to wear. hoping that sage would have some idea what to put on you ran to her room, but there was no sign of her anywhere. looking down at your watch there wasn’t much else for you to do but grab one of her dress shirts and run to the event. sage only notices that you have taken her shirt when some of the other agents point it out. “you’re late, bao bei.” she hums behind her champagne glass, taking a sip out of it and you don’t miss the way her eyes give a quick look over you before she puts the glass down on the counter, her pearly whites visible even in the dim lights. “paperwork kept me busy.” you sigh, watching her glide along the counter, letting little distance between the two of you, and hiding her face in the crook of your neck. “looks like i will be some overtime on you.”

FADE.

you knew that fade wasn’t too keen on sharing; she wouldn’t even let you take a sip from her morning coffee when you were too lazy to brew your own cup. which prompted her to when she went out to get a cup for herself, she also got one more for you. you just stepped out of the shower, stuck with the dirty shirt you brought with you or to take something from hazal’s wardrobe. you were gonna take your chances with her clothes and once you finally found a suitable shirt you got back into bed. a couple of seconds ago fade came back, a strange look on her face. “watcha looking at?” you ask, not realizing that her weird expression is all about the shirt- she moves one of her hands in front of her face, trying to hide her blush behind the mug. “doesn’t matter, not important.” she mumbles before climbing into bed next to you, offering you a mug which you gladly took. you feel her hand rest on your hip, fingers clutching the hem of the shirt before leaning to kiss your cheek. “you should keep it…” she hums, voice raspy, and you can feel the smile that pulls on her lips.

VIPER.

at first, you were scared to take a piece of clothing from sabine’s closet, firstly because you weren’t sure if she’d be okay with it, and secondly because when you first opened her closet the way it was so neat and organized scared you. the moment when she spots you in one of her shirts or cardigans she can hardly fight the smile tugging on the corner of her lips as she walks up to your side. you’re ready for her to complain when you realize, stammering out excuses of why you were wearing what’s hers and you are surprised how she grabs you by the neck of the clothes and pulls you to be face to face with her. “sabine!” you yelp in surprise. “you look… good enough to eat, darling.” she murmurs, in that smooth voice of hers that has your heart to pick up an extra beat, pushing her chest closer to yours. you roll your eyes a little at her words though, your hands climbing onto her shoulder to get a little space but she doesn’t let go so easily. her lips are running along your jaw, down your neck, a single finger pulling on the neck of the shirt you stole from her, and her teeth sink into your skin. “what am i gonna do with you now, hm?”

DEADLOCK.

that one green shirt that she always wore and loved so much, that was what you eyed yourself in the mirror. you couldn’t help but try it on, you were always curious what she liked so much about this shirt, why she had so many of it and you kind of understood- soft fabric, the nice stitching, and how the temperature felt just right around you. so lost in the technicalities of one shirt, you didn’t notice iselin stepping into the frame behind you. stammering something, you attempt to take the shirt off but the blonde stops you. “no, keep it on.” she hums, settling her around you, letting one finger trace under the fabric of the shirt, running along your tummy before she settles them on your hips, pulling you against herself. her lips brush against your ear, a featherlight kiss behind it before she talks again. “picks up your scent that way, i’d like that.”

[jester-lover]

May I please ask for a Jamil, Leona and Azul with a female reader, where the reader is a secret admirer of them and has been giving them secret little gifts with cheesy love notes throughout the year and has always acted like "That's so corny, why would I ever do such a thing-" if they are ever around hearing about the gifts- just trying to throw them off the trail the whole time because they are too embarrassed to admit they have been crushing on them this whole time- and maybe the receiver of said gifts figuring out who it is one day- thank you!

Secret Admirer

Feat/ Jamil, Leona, Azul

CW/ Female reader, fluff, insecurities, shyness, embarrassment

Jamil

Jamil wholeheartedly thinks someone’s messing with him at first

That is, until the little gifts and notes get more personal

When he starts finding bottles of his favorite hair oil, little compliments about his basketball skills, and pocket-sized bug spray, he knows it’s someone who knows him

At one point, Jamil couldn’t believe someone would care for him, but this mindset was quickly taken over by his desire to lavish the attention this stranger gave him

He feels like he’s in the spotlight; someone cares for him the most, and the thought brings a blush to his cheeks and a flaming desire in his heart to find the person who is giving him these tokens

Jamil almost can’t believe it's been you this whole time, but the surprise washes away into a form of pure delight he hasn’t felt in ages

He most definitely catches you slipping something onto his side table or getting something in the mail that has strikingly similar handwriting to yours

Either way, he quickly tells you he knows, stumbling over his words as he tells you he feels the same way

Jamil finds your immediate denial and slow acceptance of the fact that you’re caught to be a beautiful sight and knows he’ll treasure you above anything else

“I know it’s you…I’m glad I’ve been getting such sweet attention from someone I love just as much…”

Leona

Leona knows from the first letter

While he figured out that you were his secret admirer from day 1, most likely from the fact that the paper smelled just like you, he keeps a facade of stupidity on toy with you 

He waves around the little pink notes and gifts almost cartoonishly, chuckling to himself as he watches you stammer on about how cringe-worthy such loud declarations of affection are

He keeps every trinket, letter, and preservable good you get him, keeping it in a box carefully hidden in his dorm 

(because God forbid anyone thinks he’s gone soft)

One day, when he knows you're catching on to his knowledge, he presents you with the box and tells you how he knew from the beginning and that he feels the same way about you

“Who knew you could be such a poet, Herbivore? Way better than the other poet I know…”

Azul

You would think he would know too, but he’s deluded himself into thinking you’d never like him back and that it’s one of the twins messing with him

But then, as he thinks about when he’s finding the little charms and notes, he realizes the twins would be working at those times and unable to plant them

Then, he starts thinking about how, whenever he brings up the admirer with you, you immediately start denying or shying away from the topic

(He’s pacing around his office at this point)

Azul most definitely sends out Jade to keep a close eye on you, and when he reports back confirming your role as Azul’s secret admirer, he practically melts

Not only does he plan out how he’ll tell you he knows, he has you presented with a special VIP offer to eat at the lounge

This is, of course, so he can get you alone

Half way through his planned speech, he starts bumbling on about how he can’t believe it and how he’d love to be your partner and take care of you

“O-of course I knew this the entire time! I just didn’t say so because I-I quite enjoyed the attention…”

[45liza109]

⚔️.

[missashketchum]

Vice Dorm Leaders and Ash’s Pokemon!

here we are, it’s the vice dorm leaders time to shine!

me when rook just rooks

FINALLY THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR MONTHS AND I FINALLY GOT THE INSPIRATION BOOST TO FINISH IT DIUSGFCUJKSD (doesn't include Ruggie since he's not a vice dorm leader)

Trey- Noctowl

Out of all the students, if Ash couldn't take Noctowl anywhere with her, he would rather stay with Trey over anyone else

The two just vibe together, being rather calm within the chaos of their respective places

Noctowl is also very helpful with his psychic moves

There's really not much to say about these two, they enjoy each other's company

Jade- Buizel

Buizel’s a smart cookie, so at first, he doesn't even glance at Jade

It wasn't until Buizel began getting interested in Twisted Wonderland and began picking random plants that Jade garnered his attention

Imagine this, Buizel's picking some flowers and mushrooms and stuff to show off to the others when Jade approaches them

And Jade is curious about what Buizel has, and he wants them

Eventually, after a lot of charades, they made a deal

Buizel gets plants and stuff for Jade's terrariums, and Buizel gets the terrariums in return

Cue Ash being hella confused as to where Buizel's getting all these terrariums from lmao

They're chill, but one wrong move and Buizel's using Ice Aqua Jet on his ass lmao

Jamil- Heracross

hahaha F E A R

The first time Jamil saw Heracross, he was terrified, mainly because he fought the bug while Overblot

And the idea that this bug can fight and toss him like a sack of potatoes made him very uncomfy

Heracross actually hates Jamil in the beginning and actively went out of its way to scare him

But that eventually evolved into Heracross scaring Jamil because he thought his reactions were funny

Jamil is having a BadTime™

And see the gif? Heracross would do that SPECIFICALLY TO FREAK HIM OUT XD

Rook- Glalie

i know this one seems a bit random but i put Unfezant with Vil AND Rook so i had to change it lmao

Rook is very curious about Ash's Pokemon, but for some reason, Ash's Pokemon are always on alert when he's around

Glalie is as cheerful and curious as his is protective, however

The Ice-type is one of the first of her 'Mons to approach the hunter

And despite his funky looks, Rook is smitten with him, finding him rather cute, in it's own little way

Is entraptured by Glalie's ice attacks, and is constantly singing his praises, which both embarrasses and makes him huff in pride

So Rook is... okay in Glalie's book, but the others? He still has a lot of work to do...

Lilia- Noivern

Noivern! The baby!!!!

Despite his large stature and intimidating aura, Ash's Noivern is still technically a baby

And Lilia, if given the chance, would absolutely SPOIL HIM ROTTEN

Just... don't let him get close to Noivern with his concoctions...

Wait...

NOIVERN LIKES IT?!?!?!?!?

Noivern is the ONLY creature that can and is willing to eat Lilia's food and keep it down

Baby is indestructible

Also likes Lilia's taste in heavy metal music and would sometimes join in on the jam sessions the Light Music Club has

[ninjaart-fan]

Imagine this : one of the Scarabia boys accidentally drenches the perfect while tending to the plants. Feeling utterly terrible,he scrambled to find her something to wear. And of course,he couldn't leave Grim out- so he made sure their outfits matched. Talking about a day filled with unexpected twists😆

[inuiiwonderland]

Olá, desculpe se meu inglês não é muito bom.

mas gostaria de pedir uma imagem de Leona e Jamil (meus favoritos) onde após um acidente na aula de poções ele se divide em dois, um normal e outro no estado overblot, ambos os lados apaixonados pelo leitor (feminino se for não te incomoda), mas enquanto os estados normais não admitem isso seja por vergonha ou medo de serem rejeitados, o lado overblot não se importa com isso e trata o leitor como uma divindade, deixando suas versões normais cheias de ciúmes, e o pobre leitor confuso e gostando um pouco da situação porque eu já tinha uma queda pela Leona ou pelo Jamil, por favor

A/n: Hiii helloooo! So sorry for this taking so long! Anyways I hope you like it!🤍

Fluff!

Jamil x fem! Reader Leona x fem! Reader

-

You don’t know what happened. One second both you and your lab partner were working on a potion together and the next thing you know your vision is all foggy and your throat is burning from the explosion.

Great

You cough as you try to make out anything from the fog. You look around for your lab partner. Trying to find them through the pink fog.

So you call out their name

-

“Jamil?”

“I’m here” You looked behind you to see jamil. He offered you a hand and helped you get up as you thanked him.

“Is everyone alright?” Professor Crewel asks as all the students nod their heads. He sighs as he rubs his temple once he turns to the two of you.

“You two. Didn’t I make myself clear when-“ But before Crewel could finish his sentence, his eyes widened as he stared behind the two of you. You and Jamil looked at each other confused before turning around to see what got professor Crewel so shocked.

There, behind the two of you stood another Jamil. But not just any Jamil, it was his overblot form.

Eyes wide and mouth agape, jamil takes a couple steps back as he couldn’t believe his eyes.

How is this possible?!

As Jamil panicked. The other “Jamil” looks at you before making his way towards you. You just stood there in shock as “Jamil” grabs your hand and pulls you towards the door.

“W-wait! Where are you taking me?” You asked as you tried to pull your hand from his. “Jamil” just looks at you before smiling.

Smiling?!

“Scarabia”

You just looked at him dumbfounded. Scarabia? Why does he want to take you there?

“Why?”

“You seem hungry. I want to cook you a fine meal”

Again, you just stood there as you tried to process everything. “Jamil” takes your hand again and tries to lead you to the chamber of mirrors to take you to Scarabia.

But before he could do that, Jamil quickly grabs your other hand. This caused overblot Jamil to turn around and then glare once he sees that it was normal Jamil who stopped him.

“Let go”

“No”

Poor you just stood in between them as the two of them glared at each other.

“Can you two please let go of my hands? It hurts!” The two quickly let go and you sigh in relief once they did.

“Sorry, do you want me to take you to the nurse's office?” Before you could answer, overblot Jamil scoffed.

“Don’t even try, I’ll take her”

“That won’t be necessary. I’ll take myself there” You then turned to Crewel.

“Mr.Crewel, can I please go to the nurse's office?” You look at crewel with pleading eyes. Hoping he lets you go so you can remove yourself from this awkward situation.

“Go ahead” You thanked him before quickly running out the classroom.

-

You were later informed that it would take about a week for overblot Jamil to disappear.

So for the rest of the week, you’ll have a very clingy and possessive “Jamil” following you wherever you go.

But you didn’t really mind, he would make you meals, help you with homework, and even cuddle with you when you feel like taking a nap.

So it wasn’t that bad.

But Jamil on the other hand, he hated it.

He didn’t like how the other version of himself got all your attention. He didn’t like how his other version got to cook for you and help you with stuff.

He didn’t like how his other version was able to be really affectionate towards you and wasn’t afraid to show it.

Jamil has liked you for a very long time now, but the thing that stops him from ever telling you was his fear of getting rejected by you.

He was afraid that you wouldn’t feel the same and ruin the friendship that the two of you built.

Jamil glares at his other version from across the cafeteria as you gush and praise him for his cooking skills. Kalim looks at Jamil and then you and other Jamil before looking back at Jamil again.

“Say Jamil. Why don’t you just tell y/n about how you really feel?”

“What?” Kalim continues to chew before swallowing his food.

“Why don’t you just tell her that you like her?” He says before stuffing his mouth with food again.

“You wouldn’t understand Kalim. Wish it was that easy” he mumbles before looking back at you.

“You never know, she might like you back” He says with a mouth full of food.

“Just tell her” Jamil continues to look at you. His heart quickens at the sight of your smile.

“Maybe you're right”

…..

“Also, please don’t talk with your mouth full” kalim throws a thumbs up before continuing to scarf down his lunch.

-

Your time with overblot Jamil has come to an end. You woke up one morning with great hunger and before you could ask “Jamil” if he could cook you something, he was gone.

You were a bit disappointed. You might have grown a little attached to him but it wasn’t your fault!

Your thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door. You were a bit confused since it was a Saturday and it was still early morning. So who would be up this early knocking at your door?

You opened the door only to see Jamil. He was holding a container and looked…nervous?

“Oh! Hey jamil” You say with a smile.

“Hey, can we talk? I brought you some food” You looked surprised before nodding your head.

“Sure”

-

“Leona?”

“Fuck!” You turn around to see the beastman on the floor. You helped him stand up as he rubs his head and scowls.

“Hey herbivore, what did you do to the potion?” You gasp, offended that he thought YOU were the cause of the explosion.

“Excuse me! I didn’t do anything! I simply followed the instructions professor Crewel told us to do” You huff. Leona just rolls his eyes but suddenly he stands still when he sees a figure behind you.

“What in sevens name” You raised a brow before turning around and gasping once you see what it is.

It was Leona!

But

Not really Leona….

It was his overblot form!

“Leona” stands there for a moment before yawning. The moment the two of you made eye contact he walks over to you and takes your hand before leading you out the classroom.

“Hey! Where- let go!”

“Hush herbivore. I just need a pillow for my nap, that’s all” But before you two could go any further, normal Leona steps in between the two of you with a glare.

“Let go of her hand” Overblot Leona looks at normal Leona before smirking.

“And if I don’t? What are you going to do about it?” The two continued to have a stare down before you purposely coughed.

“Before you guys fight or anything…can you let go of my hand? Please?” Overblot Leona let's go and you thought that would be it until you felt yourself being thrown over someone’s back and the person started running.

“Hey! Get back here!” Overblot Leona laughs before speeding up.

This was going to be a long week

-

Leona was annoyed. He couldn’t believe that his OB form would be here for a whole week.

He hated it

The one thing that he doesn’t want to remember is going to be here for a whole week before it goes away. And it annoys him to no end.

Oh and there’s another thing

His overblot self isn’t ashamed to show affection towards you.

When Leona says that his heart dropped out to his ass when he saw his overblot self hug your waist tightly as he fell asleep and you just let it happen. it did.

It wasn’t because he was jealous, definitely not. He was…

But seeing how you fed him his lunch or you let him use you as a pillow. Yeah Leona was pissed.

And what pissed him off the most was when you jokingly said that you and his OB self seem to look like bf and gf because of how many times people came up to y'all to ask if you guys were dating.

Yeah he was done. He could feel his eye twitch during the whole conversation as his other self just smirks and pulls you by the waist and proceeds to flirt with you.

So when the week was finally over, Leona felt relieved.

Finally, he won’t have to see any more of his other self being so touchy and close to you.

But that also made him realize how much he didn’t like when others would get too close to you.

So after so much thinking and ruggie just full on teasing Leona and telling him to man up and just confess. He finally makes his way to your dorm.

When you opened the door, you were confused and a little annoyed because of how late it was. All Leona could do was just stand there and look at you.

You look breathtaking

“If you came here to just stand there and look at me then I’m literally going to kill you” He chuckles before walking right in.

“Eh I wouldn’t mind if it means you’ll be the last thing I’ll see before I die” He says as he winks at you. You stare at him, mouth agape before looking away with a huff. But he could tell that you felt shy.

“What do you want?” you mumble. Still not looking at him. You closed the door as Leona flops down on the couch. He pats the seat next to him and you roll your eyes before taking the offer.

He lays his head down on your lap before sighing as your fingers run through his hair.

“I have something to tell you”

-

I really hope Leona and Jamil aren’t ooc😓

[drdepper]

Some silly little masqurade shenanigans.

To imagine that my hc about the hair + hat being a wig due to how short her hair is, ended up being lore accurate xD

Just want to imagine when, Jamil shared that little tid bit of funfact, the gang just goes 👀 at deppy

Yuu design reference HERE

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#525 Bra Section

Riddle, Trey, Leona, Azul, Jade, Mal, Vil, Neige,Sebek,Jamil: Hello, my love I'm in the titty section what size boob dome do you wear?*Sends a kiss thru the speaker*

Ace, Floyd, Jamil: Hey B*tch, I'm in the boob section what size honkers do you wear?

Floyd, Chenya, Ace, Epel, Cater, Idia,: WASSUP SHARTIE BAE IM IN LE BRA SECTION, WHAT SIZE HONKER BADONKERS U WEAR?

Floyd,Deuce, Ruggie, Jack, Silver,Cater,: Ayo babe I'm in the tittie section what size Dippin dots have you got?

Floyd,Lilia, Rook, Sebek: DAMN GIRL those are some big honkers then, Lemme see them later kk, Mine are bigger but that's ok, I still love you, baby

What's your reaction to their question?- mine would be

[nyctophiliq]

i have an idea! may i request viper stealing kiases from reader throughout the day? viper is not the pda type but i'd like to think she would sometimes find ways to be affectionate. Thank u!!!

✮ ┆STEALING KISSES. sabine ‘viper’ callas

based on the request above.

CONTENT WARNING.           SFW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT; female-bodied reader, kissing, making out, pda, affectionate viper (bit ooc), mention of other agents, | ~1.2k words

A/N.                   I TOOK SO LONG IM SO SORRY, valorant hasn’t been on my mind for reasons and for other games popping up on the radar- but now i am here, thirsting for valorant, hopefully i got your req right anon so please enjoy !!!

it wasn’t often and if you were quite frank, it never happened that sabine would just so bluntly say affectionate words to you in front of the other agents. she liked your relationship to be heard but not seen, for them to keep guessing about whatever was going on between the two of you and only shared it with a couple of agents who were mature enough to not run their mouth.

late mornings were among the few instances when she hardly tried holding her fondness of you back.

“good morning.” she whispers as she steps next to you at the counter of the shared kitchen, glancing at you and watching as you wait for the toast to pop out of the machine. she smiles at your concentration on such a small task before reaching for the shelf above to take out her coffee and start brewing a cup for herself.

“it’s not like you to be coming out of your lair this late, viper.” reyna chimes in as she walks behind the two of you, holding a mug in her hand and waiting for her turn at the coffee machine. sabine just shrugs, weighing her coffee grounds while taking a glimpse of you trying to catch the toast as it flies out of the machine.

“well…” she trails off with a big inhale, turning to you but still talking with reyna. “late nights equal late morning.” she picks up her mug with the now fresh coffee swirling in it, a step closer to you to easily take your chin between her free fingers and turn your head, stealing a quick kiss from you with a gentle caress to your cheek.

“see you in our meeting.” then she walks off, hiding her wicked smirk behind the mug as she leaves you and the other agents who were watching from the different corners of the kitchen to their surprise.

then there were the movie nights she dreaded.

neon, jett, and gekko were in the movie room, going back and forth between movies, arguing about what the few that have gathered up for the ridiculously loud get-together as viper liked to call it. she found it unnecessary to be weeping over make-believe characters, root for their love to bloom, or for enemies to fall. being dragged to these little events was gonna be the end of sabine, but sitting next to you, sharing a blanket, and secretly holding hands were making it up for her.

“they are awfully loud.” viper commented as you scrolled through your phone, waiting for the movie to start. you look up briefly, glancing over your shoulder as the trio argues over the movie. “you will enjoy the quiet when the movie starts.” you give her a toothy smile before your attention is back on the screen in your hand.

somewhat of a defeated sigh leaves sabine as her head falls onto your shoulder, her hold on your hand getting a little tighter. you intertwined your fingers, a reassuring squeeze or two before her free hand that was holding the blanket over the two of you before taking your phone out of your hand, her head dipping as she kissed you.

it was short, sweet, and a bit teasing as she pushed against you before pulling away. “just so i can keep calm until it quiets down...”

at the end of difficult missions.

there was nothing more rewarding after a difficult mission than to be on the vulture, heading back home to the base for a much-deserved hot shower with some music included. the shared sleeping area was nothing short of the basic needs- the mid-grade mattress, two pillows with a blanket that was just big enough to cover you and keep you from freezing.

“are you sure you don’t wanna share?” you mutter, peaking your head out from your little pod-like bed to look at viper. she shakes her head as she closes her book and puts it under the pillow. she shakes her head before stepping next to your bunk, lowering herself to your level.

“little tight in there.” she mentions as she looks inside the bunk like she hasn’t seen it a hundred times before. you roll your eyes, it was never a problem before for her to get in bed with you and now she was just thinking about it.

“we will have to be extra close then.” you propose, already scooting to be up against the wall of the bunk to make some space for her to comfortably have her own side while still being able to cuddle you.

“you can hold me to that,” she says, running her fingers down your arm before continuing. “when we get back.” sabine looks tired as she keeps looking at you, holding eye contact while the other agents complain about the lights being still on, the two of you still speaking your lovey-dovey stuff, and some (like phoenix) loudly teasing viper despite being afraid of her how gooey she was with you.

you watch her roll her eyes before she leans in to plant a kiss on your lips, making it a bit sloppy, a pinch loud just to rub it in for all the eyes that might be looking over. “goodnight now.”

in the medbay after being seriously injured.

whether it was joining in a shoot-out despite being ordered to ambush the targets, taking a bullet for her, or hesitating to go up against her mirror version she did not enjoy the sight of your blood staining through bandages, stitches tearing your skin up, and pills being forced down your throat for pain relief. 

“you are an idiot!” she yells as she bursts through the door of the medical wing, and if looks could kill you would have been dead by now. she was back in her casual clothes now, waltzing over to you with hands balled into fists.

“hey, ‘bean…” you say nervously when she steps next to your bed and you don’t know whether to ask for a kiss or shield yourself from potential blows. she looked pissed, no wonder, you got grazed with not one but two bullets as you were shoving her out of the way, almost turning into cold meat right there and there.

“do not.” she cuts you off, knowing very well that you were just going to run your usual line of excuses. you try to start again, try and reason with her that it was necessary because you’d rather be in this bed arguing with her than watch her refuse any kind of treatment because ‘she can take it’.

she grips your jaw, her face scrunching up with doubt that you deserve this kiss she is about to give you because you really deserve a smothering for what you did rather than a small reward like that, not to mention that few nurses that were inside tending to the other agents who were bearing their weakness out on stretchers. there was a conflict in herself, but she gave in after the storm of arguments inside her was getting too loud and leaned in to kiss you.

she doesn’t do it long enough to deepen the kiss, only long enough for you to notice how she tasted like mint gum and toothpaste as she pulled away and let your head fall against the pillow as you tried to catch your breath again. she pulls back to stand over you, her hands still gripping at your jaw, before she lets her body collapse onto the chair beside the side of your bed and rests her head on your chest. “you’re an idiot.” 

[something-tofightfor]

Fool's Gold - Intro

Pairing: Pirate Oberyn Martell x Female Reader (with a twist)

Rating: M for now - but that will change later.

Word Count: 2,266

Summary: An accident on the open waters of The Narrow Sea leads you to a crossroads ... but not everything is as simple as it seems.

Author's Note: This story is what happens when I get fixated on a band and listen ONLY to their albums for two months straight. The title - and the overarching tone of this story are thanks to Caligula's Horse (specifically the Bloom and Charcoal Grace albums). The title comes from a song called "Marigold".

But it's also inspired by Pedro's SAG awards look because anyone that looked at that and didn't immediately think 'PIRATE!' must have been looking at a different outfit than I was.

Thank you to the people that have listened to me talk about this story for the last month - and that encouraged me to continue writing it. I hope you like it.

You woke from a deep sleep to the feeling of the ship shuddering, the motion so strong it nearly knocked you out of bed. 

It only took you seconds to get your bearings. As soon as you were able to, you pulled on your boots and hurried up the stairs to the top deck, holding your blanket tight around your shoulders. What you hadn’t expected to find was disorder; the ship’s crew hurrying back and forth across the flat space, shouting to each other and pointing up. 

You looked up, too, gasping at the sight. One of the masts was charred, the sails attached to it in flames that threatened to spread to the others if not contained. The crow’s nest is gone. Blinking slowly and then reaching up to swipe at your face with one hand, you shivered. 

It was still raining - the storm that had started before you went to sleep hadn’t let up. For a few seconds, you thought that maybe the water would help to extinguish the flames. But when a sudden gust of wind pushed them forward and toward the other sails, you knew it was unlikely. 

“You need to go back to your room.” A sailor gripped your shoulder, startling you out of your thoughts. “Stay below deck. It’s safer there.” He was young, and when you turned your head to look at him, you saw fear in his eyes. “Let me help y-”

“What happened?” You yelled the words, hoping to be heard above the sounds around you. “Why is the ship on fire?”

“Lightning!” He pointed up just as another flash across the sky seemed to confirm his explanation. “A lightning strike.” It made sense; with nothing else on the open sea, the tall masts of the ship were bound to attract the storms. 

“Will we sink?” You wiped at your face again, blinking as much of the water away as you could. “Should I prepare for -”

“No!” He whipped his head back and forth. “This ship will not sink. We will get you safely to King’s Landing and then to Oldtown, m’lady.” He dipped his head and you fought against rolling your eyes at the title. “Go back inside.” He pointed. “Get warm and dry. We’ll be fine by morning.” 

There was no reason to argue and so you didn’t, retreating back into the corridor that led to your room after taking one more look up and at the sky. 

You didn’t believe the sailor. You’d seen enough fires to know that even if they were able to put the flames out, the ship would be crippled for days and destined to drift across the Narrow Sea until someone found you. 

The route was typically safe; Braavos to King’s Landing was well traveled, so you knew that the likelihood of someone finding the ship and assisting you to port was high. But the ones who find us may not be the right people. 

There were pirates on the waters; fewer now than there had been, but it was still worrisome - especially with what you carried on the ship in locked trunks. Taking a few steadying breaths when you reached your quarters again, you looked around the room and then made a decision. 

After changing from your nightclothes to your everyday ones, you began to secure your valuables in the hidden spaces within your dress. A locket that you wore regularly was stashed in a small pocket at your waist. The ring from your mother’s mother took its place in a smaller pocket located near the buttons at the front of your clothes. A palm-sized wood carving of two birds was harder to conceal, and instead of attempting to hide it, you simply put it - along with a small dagger and a few other trinkets from home into a purse that you secured at your waist on a belt. 

You put your boots back on, lining the soles with all of the coins you carried with you and then laced them tightly, curling your toes at the uncomfortable sensation. I almost forgot. With a gasp, you opened the inner drawer of your table, fingers closing around the small, rectangular piece of metal that Wyllam had ensured you’d received. I cannot forget this. 

If there was one thing that your parents had instilled in you about the trip, it was to prepare yourself for anything. Traveling from Braavos to King’s Landing by ship and then by coach from the capital to your final destination was a long journey, but you’d have your guardsmen when and if you needed them … and even when you didn’t. And that’s why I have this token.

The ship shuddered again, and you reached out to steady yourself, sniffing at the air and frowning. The smoke smelled thicker, and so you left the room a second time. Instead of going back to the upper deck, you headed for the small roost near the stern of the ship where the ravens were kept. It didn’t take you long to pen a note and attach it to the leg of your raven, the one you’d raised from the moment it hatched - sending it out the small window and back to your parents. 

We hit storms. The ship is ablaze two nights in. I may be delayed. I’ll update you when we reach King’s Landing. 

You watched the bird disappear into the darkness, gasping when a piece of flaming debris fell in front of the window and hit the sea. That doesn’t look like a sail. Staring for a few seconds at the churning water, your attention was drawn up and toward the sky at the sound of a low roar. What is that? 

The beating of your heart quickened, but you didn’t look away, and when there was another flash of lightning, you saw the unmistakable outline of something massive in the sky - something that you’d been raised to believe was impossible. 

“A dragon.” You gripped the edge of the windowsill, unblinking. The next time you saw the creature, it was much closer, wings flapping to bring it nearer. You didn’t need lightning to see what it did then, screeching again and then opening its mouth to release a stream of fire in your direction. 

It wasn’t a storm that had damaged the ship. It wasn’t the lightning that set the fire, or threatened the lives of you and the crew. It was something much more dangerous and unpredictable.

You heard the roar of the flames from above you, coupled with the screams of the crew, and with shaking fingers, reached for a quill and another slip of paper. The second note you wrote was much messier than the first, though it was longer. 

My previous message was incorrect. It wasn’t a storm. We were attacked by a dragon, I saw it with my own eyes. The Sea Spider - and everyone on her - are in trouble. Two nights into our voyage from Braavos to King’s Landing, and everything is on fire. 

You winced at another roar from the sky, and then braced yourself for impact… but it never came. Returning to your note, you finished it off, scrawling your name and your age, along with the names of your parents, and then reached for another raven - that one marked with the sigil of King’s Landing. Fly well, messenger.

It disappeared into the pouring rain, and when you couldn’t see it anymore, you stared into the darkness, shivering. There was nothing more you could do, except wait - and hope - both of which could be done in your room. 

But even those plans changed a few minutes later when a different crewman burst through your door, his eyes wild. “We’re abandoning ship! She’s sinking.” He reached out, wrapping his fingers around your wrist and dragged you up to the top deck. 

It was chaos, and nothing could have prepared you for the sight of the completely destroyed masts and fierce flames, the scorched wood of the top deck smoldering in places. There was another screech from above you, and the crewman pushed you forward before spinning away, heading back inside. 

You were terrified. Assessing your surroundings didn’t help anything, though. Your eyes moved over the different groups of people that were working hard to free the few smaller rafts stacked alongside the outer wall while the ship’s hull disappeared slowly beneath the roiling surface. I’m going to die on this ship. 

The realization didn’t alarm you the way you’d assumed it would. Instead, you felt a sense of relief - dying at sea meant that you didn’t have to go through with the plans that had been laid out for you, but it also meant that choosing not to go through with them wouldn’t be your fault. 

With a growing sense of calm, you headed to the railing of the ship and gripped it, taking a few deep breaths as you felt the slope of the deck grow steeper. 

Your family name wouldn’t be tarnished. Your parents would be allowed to freely mourn you, and would still potentially receive at least some of the benefits that they’d been promised by signing your marriage contract. You had no siblings, which meant that none of your sisters would be forced to take your place. All things considered, it was one of the best possible outcomes. Even though I won’t be here to make the most of it. 

The seawater was creeping closer to where you stood, and even as you looked up to see what the rest of the crew was doing, you didn’t move, watching as they struggled to cut the ropes holding the boats down while keeping their balance. 

But when you heard screams, you whipped your head back and turned your eyes to the sky, mouth falling open at the sight of the returning dragon. That time, you felt the breeze from the beating of its wings, the moving air propelling the flames forward and causing them to engulf more of the ship’s deck. And when you saw it open its mouth and reposition its body, you knew what was coming. This is it. 

You thought of your parents’ faces as you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath and preparing for the burn … but it never came. 

Instead, you felt a wave of heat that pushed you backwards, your hip slamming into the railing and both hands shooting out to balance yourself as a gasp was forced from your lungs. 

The rest of the ship was aflame, and as more and more of it slid beneath the surface of the water, you caught sight of one of the crew members pushing a boat overboard before he was snatched up in the jaws of the flying beast, his screams echoing in your ears.

Your body made the decision for you then, deciding that it wanted to live no matter what that meant, and you dove overboard, the chill of the sea making you gasp. When you surfaced, you spun quickly in the water, searching for the ship - and the boat that had been pushed from it and into the waves.. 

But the dragon was back - and that time, it had a partner. The two creatures swooped and dove, sending short blasts of fire at the crewmembers still on the deck, some of them jumping into the sea as they were consumed by flames. 

You didn’t know if it was the ocean water or actual tears that were running down your face, but you forced yourself to look away and search for anything to keep you afloat once your arms and legs tired. Your skirts weighed you down, and you knew that if you didn’t have any luck soon, it wouldn’t matter. Seven hells, please just…

Spluttering as you propelled yourself through the water and away from the flaming remnants of the Sea Spider, you cried out as something made contact with the back of your head - a searing pain radiating through your skull. 

You went under, the pain overtaking all of your senses, and when you resurfaced again, your eyes were wide and wild, the pain still present and actually growing worse as you flailed and coughed, trying to clear the seawater from your lungs. 

But through it all, you searched for the source of the impact, and were rewarded with the sight of the small boat, bobbing against the waves. Taking action required all of your concentration, and even then, it doubled and then tripled in your vision as you started to swim toward it. 

It took everything in you to grab the edge of the boat and hoist yourself up and inside of it. You gasped out a breath as you collapsed against the bottom, curling up in an attempt to make yourself as small as possible and hoping that the dragons wouldn’t pay attention to you or the tiny vessel. 

You were in an agonizing amount of pain - head pounding and your limbs weak, but you raised a hand to the back of your skull, prodding at the space where you’d been hit. It came away wet, and when you used the light of the burning ship to look at your fingers, you could tell that they were covered in blood. At least if I die, it won’t be by dragon or drowning. Your hand fell, thunking against the curved wood of the small boat’s hull, and you sighed, closing your eyes.

The screams of the crew and the crackling of the fire continued, but you heard none of it - because you were unconscious. 

—

[eras-mus]

HIII I HAD A THOIGHT THAT HAS BEEN KILLING MY MIND AND I NEED TO TELL IT TO SOMEONE OTHERWISE IM GNA EXPLODE

get this . everyone chilling at ramshackle dorm doing their own thing, yuu (and grimm by extension), ace and deuce sitting by the table talking about whatever crosses their mind

Eventually the conversation escalates to birthdays and holidays and ace asks how old Yuu is. Azul interjects with saying Yuu's age from the contract they signed a few months ago, but then Yuu pipes up and tells them that they're one year older than that.

Theres a small moment of confusion until it dawns onto Deuce that Yuy's birthday was a month or two ago and they never spoke a peep about it. Not even to grimm!! And when asked, Yuy makes an excuse like "that was when __ was kind of close to overblotting and I didn't want to make it about me because that'd be so nitpicky—"

It was based off an audio i heard and idk if i want to write it into a short drabble for myself i probably cant since im only on book 2 ueue). But like. its a fun prompt methinks. what would all of them do when they find out Yuu deliberately didn't say a thing about their birthday

🎉

THAT WAS YOUR BIRTHDAY???

★Reader is Yuu and is 17 years old

★gender neutral

★takes place after the third book

Sorry it's short, hope you like it!

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"Can we start yet!" Ace complained, head slamming onto the table.

"I told you we're waiting on a couple more people." The perfect told him "I invited Kalim and Azul to join us since Sebek and Jack couldn't make it"

Tonight was the Ramshackle dorms weekly game night, normally it was just the freshmen but Sebek said that Malleus 'needs' his protection and Jack was just to tired from Spell Drive practice.

"They outta hurry up" Epel started, country accent slightly showing through "don't they know it's rude to be late."

A awkward silence fell over the dorm for a moment before a knock echoes through the dorm.

When y/n opened the dorm they were greeted with a cheerful smile and a hug.

"Thank you so much for inviting me!" Kalim smiled "I hope you don't mind that I brought Jamil, I also brought food, well Jamil did, he made it!"

Y/n blinked for a moment, taking in all the words one guy manged to say so fast. They looked over Kalim's shoulder just in time to see Jamil face plant.

"Thank you for the food Jamil" They smiled, giving him a wave.

"If was the least I could do perfect" he stated, not returning the wave.

Luckily Azul showed up before y/n could shut the door.

Just a few minutes later the group was playing some sort of trivia card game where they would either have to answer a question about someone else playing, a question about themselves, or just a random fact. If they got it wrong the next person would answer the same card, whoever got the most questions right won.

"Who is the most followed person in Magi Cam?" Epel read, "That's easy, Neige"

He revealed the answer to show it was correct.

"Of course you would get that one right" Ace complained "Vil never stops going on about it"

Every one just ignoring him looked over at Deuce, who was next to pick a card.

"How old is the person sitting to your right?" He looked over at y/n. "I'm not sure...18?"

They just shook their head.

"I know this one" Azul butted in, ready to take another point "Our contract from a while ago said that they were 16."

One again y/n shook their head. "I just turn 17 last month"

The room went silent for what seemed like forever.

"WE MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY!" They all shouted in union.

"Riddle is going to have a heart attack when he finds out" Deuce commented, Ace nodding in agreement.

"You should've said something, we could've had a huge party" Kalim whined.

Y/n scratch the back of their head, "It's not big deal, it was right after one of the overblots, plus where I'm from birthdays aren't that big of a deal."

"Jamil we need to plan a party right now" Kalim said, getting up from his seat.

"We have to too" Ace said "Or get Trey and Riddle to do it for us"

Soon everyone had said something similar and got up and left leaving a confused Ramshackle perfect.