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shotorozu · 2 years

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ooh, can i please request "pulling your partner onto your lap" for Izuku?? ty!!

OTHER WAY AROUND — MIDORIYA IZUKU

(send me a bnha character + a physical intimacy prompt and i’ll make something out of it!)

gender neutral reader, reader has an assertive personality, reader is STRONG but no mentions of a quirk, lower case intended 😭

note(s): hey yall 🧍‍♀️ i know im posting these slowly as i could possibly go but something real bad happened at school, so i just had to delay the uploads a little bit (but i am feeling a bit better so expect at least one post per day this week because of valentines day 😭)

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midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

he recognizes pouting as a part of sulking— which is a normal thing. (in fact, he does it a lot)

as much as no one really says it out loud, everyone has done it at least once in their life. a kid pouting because they couldn’t get their parents to buy them that toy they really wanted, a teenager that’s feeling particularly moody that hour, or an adult thats plans just didn’t work out.

he feels lots of things, especially after all he’s been through. at this point, what hasn’t he felt? positive, negative (sulking included) and the neutral. of course he has— it’s all a part of the process, but for some reason, he feels the need to suppress the negative a little (an understatement) more than regular.

midoriya izuku if not rarely— never pouts.

but he’s doing exactly that, and you know it. he’s sulking, pouting over something that doesn’t look worthy enough to be pouting over for the green haired teenager personally. and he knows that you know— so, he just hopes that means he doesn’t have to say it out loud. he isn’t sure if it’s something you’d usually ask or tell someone.

but he knows you— your unofficial ability to pull out any thought out of his mind, so he knows he’ll give in and end up fessing up what’s on his mind. he just knows.

you step in front of him, and he’s pulled out of his trance when you tap his chin and tilt his head upwards.

“why the long face? hmm…” you question, humming thoughtfully to yourself afterwards. if izuku’s pouting— then that’s when you know that something’s really, really wrong.

he cracks an imbalanced smile, “does it bother you?”

“not really,” you bring your unoccupied hand to cup his cheek, “it’s just that my boyfriend’s pouting, y’know? so how could i not ask?”

he brings his hand up to rest against the hand cupping his cheek, “it’s almost as if you see right through me.” he intones, sounding less shocked and more— interested and genuine.

“i mean, you’re not exactly slick.” you bluntly remark, “an open book.”

he goes red at that— “i figured,” and he starts to wonder how many times he’s been obvious on something he was trying to conceal. oh the embarrassment is starting to flood through him—

“so go on, shoot.” but it goes out the window when you start scratching under his chin like he was a cat. a shiver urges to run through him.

but the less embarrassed he becomes, the more insecure he grows. the main reason why he was pouting in the first place starts to come back to him.

“so,” he begins, clearing his throat with a cough, “promise you won’t think it’s weird?”

“i promise,” to him, your eyes look like they twinkled with sincerity. “although, you’ve really gotten me curious. is it actually weird or are you just being subjective?”

an open book, he thinks to himself. you’re so right about him. it’s like you know him like the back of your hand.

“it could be both? depends.. maybe.. actually..? ” he mumbles, genuinely considering which reason was it. you blink— and you become dead silent, as a way to allow him to respond.

he understands, “okay so,” he squeezes your hand cupping his face, “why don’t you want to sit on my lap?”

you don’t respond, like you’re expecting more out of his question. but to find the green haired hero in training not say anything else, and blink back in similar fashion— translated into ‘oh, that was really it’ for you.

“..is there more you wanna say?” you speak after a few seconds of nobody saying anything pass by, “i find it hard to believe that there’s no context to this apparently weird question. because honestly, this isn’t strange. i’m wounded by your dishonesty.”

izuku lets out a chuckle, which was genuine, but ended up sounding nervous. he begins to fiddle with his hands,

“there is context,” he gulps, taking his gaze off of you— being unable to take the extensive amount of eye contact. “it’s just that, i’ve carried a lot of people, so far. because of heroics, y’know? and most of them also sat in my lap— although unintentional. i’ve asked you before, but whenever i do it’s like.. you don’t say no, but you act as if nothing happened?”

you hum, allowing him to carry on— and you continue to scratch under his chin while listening.

“and if you don’t want to, that’s totally fine! but if it’s because you’re worried about crushing me or what not, then i don’t think it’s a concern—”

“izuku,” you cut in, halting all movements to take your hands off of him. he misses the contact already, “don’t you think it’s because i want it to be the other way around?”

he gulps rather loudly.

“what does.. that mean?” he questions, feeling his face already starting to warm up rapidly.

laughing, you poke his cheek. “although i don’t mind your idea, i prefer the idea of you planted on my lap instead.”

he lets out a squeak, and your laughter rings in his ears again.

“oh!” he exclaims, he only wished your laughter would’ve provided physical comfort like how it usually does— but it only managed to make him flush red more. “i.. i see!”

“yep.” your lips make the ‘p’ pop with emphasis.

“that.. makes sense. i never thought of it that way!”

you give izuku a smile, patting your thighs with both hands as a signal. he knows what you’re trying to tell him— he’s done it as a signal to you before. for him, it was done so casually.

yet for some reason, with your assertiveness, it was anything but.

“you want me to…?”

you pat your lap again, “it’s right here.”

“okay, okay. alright,” your freckled boyfriend breathes in deeply. suddenly, he found himself standing up and putting his jittering hands on your shoulders lightly— heart making several steep drops in his chest.

and then, you’re lowering him on your lap, and he lets out yet another squeak as you maneuver him on your lap, sitting him on one leg and spreading his legs across yours in seconds.

you pat his thigh, just to feel what it’s like to have his legs on top of yours, and you shift your hand to rest it against the small of his back.

he wonders if his heart could hammer against his chest any harder. he could hear it in his ears, and he was acutely aware of it.

despite it, he’s clinging to you like he belongs (he does) and he wraps an arm around your shoulder. “i’m sorry if i’m—”

“shh, shh.” you hush him, bringing the hand that’s not resting against his back up to stroke the back of his head— petting his hair and threading through the green, voluminous locks with your fingers.

“hypocrite.” you whisper, but you don’t exactly mean anything malice of it. “telling me not to worry about me being heavy on you, but here you are, worrying about being heavy on me.”

“my bad—”

“no,” you’re almost amazed by the way he could find new ways to apologize, “just, enjoy this, will you? isn’t this nice? this is what it must feel for those people to be sitting on your lap. it’s comfy, right?”

you’re assertive, but izuku could also sense the tiniest speck of nervousness in your voice. he knows you just like how you know him— you’re minding the way you’re coming off right now, and his reaction to all of this, like you’re worried he wouldn’t like it

which is out of the ballpark, because—

“yeah, you’re right.” he whispers, “this is comfy.”

this might start to become his next favorite past time.

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swagatron9 · 2 years

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Im doing my first pregnancy so could u please do a pregnancy story , u dont have to if you dont want to. I really would appreciate if you could because the father refuses to claim her . If you aren’t comfortable with doing pregnancy stuff that is totally okay !! And if you are could you please do brahms , billy lenz oe rz! Michael myers ?

Brahms and Michael and Their Pregnant S/O

Pairings: Brahms Heelshire, Michael Myers

Authors Note: Congradulations on the pregnancy, this is such a beautiful moment (if that’s what you want of course) I wasn't entirely sure how you wanted me to write this, whether it be happy or sad, but I hope you enjoy this nonetheless. I don't write Billy Lenz or any particular Michael Myers; sorry about that. I also have never written a pregnancy story, so sorry if this is bad or at any point incorrect.

Brahms Heelshire:

When you told Brahms about you being pregnant, he would definitely be jealous of the idea of someone else stealing your attention.

He would sulk whenever you were around and would probably hide in the walls to ignore you in order to make a point.

It took you a while, but you managed to get Brahms to sit down and have a conversation with him about what was going to happen.

Afterwards, Brahms would be a bit awkward around you and would probably still continue to avoid you until he gets used to the idea.

Would make you take extra care of him so he can feel loved still. Example: kiss goodnight every night, read his favourite book at least once a week, an extra few bjs here and there.

He eventually will grow to like the idea of a miniature version, that you two conceived, running around.

“Can we still have secks?” If he’s cumming it’s inside, no spillage.

Now, Brahms when the baby is born. He’s awkward, refuses to hold it, and refuses to be anywhere near it.

In all honesty, Brahms is scared of parenthood. He missed out on his entire childhood as well as becoming an actual adult. He lacks the responsibility that most adults have and he’s scared that he’ll be a bad role model for the child. He’s also worried that the child would end up like him and he doesn’t want that.

I imagine that Brahms would be a great friend for the child, maybe not a good dad. He would play with the child, read to it, and express the kind of love that he wished to receive from his own parents.

He would ask you to teach him things to teach the child.

Michael Myers:

I think Michael would hate having a kid around, but also love it at the same time.

He would probably try and train it to be like him or something.

Why can I kind of see Michael have some sort of pregnancy fetish. Like he likes the idea of fucking you with a round swollen stomach, and while it means that he has to be softer and more caring during your intimate times, he also finds himself getting off quicker.

This also means he can cum inside you as much as he wants without a care in the world. He also enjoys how your constantly horny 24/7, so unless your whining about wanting him deep inside you he doesn’t really care.

I just feel like Michael would enjoy the pregnancy stage but despise the baby part because that means he has more responsibilities, but with that being said he would also make you do everything because he doesn’t want to hurt the baby.

New founding possessiveness from Michael, you can now never leave the house under any circumstances, oh the food? Don’t worry, he’ll steal from the next person he pays a visit to.

You wouldn’t ever have to worry about feeling unsafe for you or your child as he is your personal bodyguard as you already know and now I’m not saying he would sacrifice the baby for you, but if it comes down to it he’s going to choose you in a situation where it’s one or the other.

Don’t expect him to care about or for the baby because for the most part he won’t, but he would never do anything on purpose to put it in harms way.

#Slasher #slashers x reader #slasher headcanons #brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms heelshire headcanons #michael myers #michael myers x reader #michael myers headcanons

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suicidalgamergirl · 8 months

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Bastarion Fic

From one of my prompts.

https://tgtncomic.tumblr.com/post/740426707222331392/stupid-astarion-fic-ideas

Enjoy my crappy writing.

*****

Her relationship was over.

Ken, her boyfriend for 5 years, ditched her. After caughting him texting other women, she had to break up with him. During the relationship, Ken has tried everything that he can to at least have some intimate relationship with her. Despite knowing she was assaulted in her teen years by another classmate years ago, she really couldn’t enjoy sex like every other adult.

It fucked up her mentally and emotionally.

It also didn’t help about his constant nagging for it and downplaying that she’ll be worthless in the next couple of years.

After seeing him chatting up chicks on his cell, she knew he wasn’t faithful. She ended the relationship, but his last words to her had stung hard.

“No one else will find you attractive. I just gave pity on you because no one will ever want to sleep with you. You dumb bitch, should have given me what I deserved for being nice to you.”

So here she was. An adult who was broken, hugging plush toys as she muffled her cries for the night. Maybe her childish attitude was the reason no one wanted a relationship with her. Maybe cuddling her pain from the assault because she was nothing but an irresponsible person to not be taken seriously for being an adult.

Ken was no more and she was free.

Getting up from her bed, realizing she is not going to have a good night. She put on her jacket and locked the door. She heard that doing some sort of exercise might release some endorphins.

She definitely needed the boost.

*****

Why did Tav have to die?

Her aid in dealing with his cruel master and letting said vampire become the next sacrifice of the Ritual of Ascension. He was granted such power from it. He was stronger, sharper, and willing to take down Baldur’s Gate with her and then the world.

He was going to give her Mephistopheles’ blessing and grant her power as his consort will have.

Yet she refused. She felt frightened of him. Yelling that he changed. She wasn’t pleased with his blessed powers that he rightfully deserved.

Ungrateful.

Having lived for centuries after her death, he noticed how frail humans are. They take their small lives for granted by wasting it over miniscule things.

Here he was, standing at her gravestone, and pondering what could have been if Tav wasn’t so ungratefully stubborn and accepted his compromise.

Still the night was young. Turning around and morphing into a white bat, he started fluttering into the night sky. Perhaps he’ll find something amusing during his flight.

*****

She had walked into a park. She was humming a tune to herself, a song by Oasis. A song of her youth. She used to sing that song to herself when she was a kid and attended her first funeral. She didn’t understand the whole procedures of said funeral. She was walking around in the mausoleum while everyone else was watching her dead grandma to be sealed into the wall.

She still didn’t understand death and maybe she never will. She was always different from everyone and it was hard making friends growing up.

Ken was the only one who saw something in her.

And now he is gone.

“QUIKP!” a cry in the night had halted her humming.

She turned to the distraction. She saw a pair of dogs playing with something. Something in her became a protective instinct. She rushed towards the dogs and they fled from her before she could try to find their tags.

Looking down, she couldn’t believe her eyes. She looked twice and she still couldn’t believe it

On the grass was a small white bat. It was in bad shape from the dogs. Taking off her jacket, she wrapped around said animal.

Bats were mostly nocturnal animals that were seen in the countryside. Plus it’s even rarer to find an albino bat.

“Don’t worry lil fellow,” she said as she hugged the poor thing, “I got you.”

The bat lifted his head. Was she dreaming that the bat understood her? It was getting late and the weather was getting cold. She might have to take said bat to a vet. Do they even know how to handle bats? Will it be better to phone a nature conservationist instead? What if it has rabies? Would they have to put it down?

Fuck it. It’s coming home with her tonight regardless of her safety. She can figure out in the morning what further action to make. Right now, she felt this poor bat needed some comfort.

*****

Those mutts ruined a perfectly good stroll.

Though, it was an interesting outcome. Another human decided to help him. What was the outcome of that? Her presence reminded him of a lost friend. Humans are such foolish creatures. They don’t know what danger they put themselves into by helping the less fortunate.

Perhaps revealing his true form will prove how foolish their gentle gestures are.

Stupid ungrateful humans. Just like Tav.

He’ll allow the human to hold him, for now. He was lost in the sound of her heartbeat. His sensitive ears can hear the flow of blood in her as he was being held. Her breath was giving away to the cold air of the night. She was sacrificing her body heat for him.

It made him pity the human. A bit.

#fanfic #batstarion #astarion x reader #ascended astarion

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marshmallowprotection · 2 years

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I feel like in yoosung's route a lot of his growth comes from having his mc rely/depend on him. Mc is an external reason for him to step up and address his problems, without talking down to him. He wants someone he can be a good man for. How would yoosung respond to an mc that's very independent or who gets frustrated with his perception of gender roles? If I were in that situation I would easily bond with yoosung over video games, school, and the deeper issues of trauma, but I would get annoyed with his need to protect me and I would try so hard to go to mint eye with seven and yoosung

Yoosung feels like he needs to fit into a role. It’s not quite his fault that society puts this expectation on young men that says they need to be a certain way. He does get inspired by MC, but to say that it’s only MC is not right, either. It’s not just MC he wants to protect. All of his friends are being stalked and harassed by the hacker and the organization that stands with him. He doesn’t want to see the world he loves get destroyed by the hacker. He says that himself.

Maybe it’s sort of hard to see that when he does smile at you through the phone and say that it occurred to him that he wanted to be brave to protect you?

But, this is about more than you. Yes, he wants to protect you and he wants to keep you safe, but there’s more to it than that. It’s about trying to help his entire found family as best he can. He wants to be brave like the rest of them, and he is inspired by them to be a bolder person. He wants to protect his family in any way possible. The RFA is his family just as much as it is becoming that for you.

You are the catalyst that made him want to feel confident, yet, you are not the sole reason. He wants to be brave and capable for more than this. He wouldn’t discount your fears or let you think you’re incapable of protecting yourself in a tight space. He isn’t the type of person to do dangerous stuff like this, either.

Seven told him that he’s risking a lot but Yoosung consented to it. He knows the risk factor. If you wanted to go with them, he wouldn’t have stopped you from the attempt. He isn’t your boss. He isn’t in charge of you. He loves you and wants to protect you from danger, but he’ll never tell you to stay put if you don’t want to do that. You are your own person. So is he. You just went through that lesson as it stands about his grief over his cousin. He learned that.

Why would he repeat it again?

There’s a lot going on in his life. To Yoosung, it’s about the fact that everyone thinks he’s a child who isn’t capable. Yes, Yoosung is insecure about himself as a man. But, to him, it’s less about being stuck in this place where he needs to a lot of stuff to be considered a man. He hates being seen as a child and wants to be seen as the adult he is. This is about being seen as a child by everyone in his life. Nobody wants to be treated like a child at the age of 20.

Why would he ignore your calls to be seen as capable? He wants the exact same thing that you do. Sure, Yoosung might be a little clueless when it comes down to certain roles in society, but that’s not something that can’t be changed. You just need to talk with him about how you feel and what you feel. That’s all it takes to work out respect and boundaries and choice with him. Just because he wants to protect you doesn’t mean he expects you to be something you’re not. He wants to be a good boyfriend to you, yes, that’s right.

However, Yoosung doesn’t want you to feel like you have to be something you aren’t. He respects you. He admires you. He loves how you stand up and say what you mean. You are strong and capable in your own right. You’re the person he wants in his life forever if he can help it... and he wants to learn how to be the best partner with you. He wants to learn, grow, and experience life on the same level. If that means going to Mint Eye together, so be it. He can’t tell you not to do something.

He can stand by your side if you choose to go... just as you’ve stood by him throughout his grief and helped him to see what he really wanted out of life. If he can protect you, you should be able to protect him. This is about being partners, not someone being more than the other one, and a healthy relationship comes to life when everyone involved work to make sure everything is balanced for the love involved. Shake his shoulder if he does something you don’t like and trust that he’ll listen. Expect him to do the same.

You can’t make progress if you don’t talk about your needs.

#ask #anon #mod kait #yoosung kim #kim yoosung

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butterflyrry · 1 year

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To cantinue the topic, just remind yall He never said he want to keep his relationship completely private. It was something ,,fan'' put on his mouth. He said on stern show, when he's dating and they know each other enough and they'rea team, they would go public. It's literally came out of his own mouth. If he said he's rather to be fully private when he was a teenager, he can changed his mind later as he was legit a full grow ass man when he said that in stern interview. We all went through the same. Everyone can change their mind about certain things when they're adults

I’m not sure why we’re dragging this topic up again. But since you brought it up, I think it’s all in how you interpret his words. With Harry, I feel like his statements are usually vague and you have to read between the lines.

What he said was: “It’s always kind of a balance thing, because you want to date normally but then, you also want to protect it so it can be normal. I think a big part of it is like, you want to be able to spend enough time with each other where you can get to know each other before you have to deal with the extra stuff.”

He followed that by saying: “I try as hard as I can to keep the two separate.” Later in the interview he says: “I try and keep the fame thing out of the relationship as much as possible.”

The comment about being a team was not in the context of having a public relationship. He said it when he and Stern were discussing Adore You. He said the song is about the euphoria of new love but that he felt the most exciting part of a relationship is when you get past the honeymoon stage and become a team. That’s funny coming from a person that is supposedly a serial dater, but that’s a conversation for another day.

As far as his comments about wanting privacy, I believe that first occurred in the HS1 era when he was in his early twenties. He specifically said in Behind the Album that people knew everything about him when he was in the band and he realized he didn’t like that. I think his experiences in the band and being constant tabloid fodder are exactly why he wants to keep the professional and the personal separate. Will he change his mind? Maybe, but that’s unknowable for us.

So did he say he was always going to keep his relationship completely private? No. He also never said he wouldn’t, either. I infer from his comments that he’d rather not deal with the public scrutiny. I’m not saying he’ll never be seen with anyone but I don’t think he’s ever going to be like “hey everyone! I’m in a relationship with so-and-so, we’re so happy together, and here’s the details of our life together!” That’s my interpretation, though. You don’t have to agree with me.

We can debate this until the end of time but it really doesn’t matter. If you interpret his comments differently and have a different opinion, that’s fine. In the end, we’re all just speculating and will just have to see how it plays out.

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lasttabris · 4 months

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Toboe [ Wolf's Rain ]

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Name: Toboe Canon: Wolf's Rain (anime) Canon Point: End of the anime Age: 2 (as a wolf), 14 (with human illusion) Species: Alchemy Wolf

Personality:

Toboe is a very young wolf and often acts like a puppy rather than an adult. Toboe was raised as a pet by "Granny" and for that reason, he lacks the ability to survive alone. She taught Toboe humans kindness. She taught him to love and trust, to protect and care.

However, after she passed away, Toboe felt like he had failed her; failed to protect her and make sure she would always be okay. That's the biggest reason why Toboe always tries to protect the people he meets during his journey. He wants to protect them because he wasn't able to protect his owner, and he wants to make up for it.

Without her, Toboe felt lonely. He did have his pack and was happy with them; he also seemed to want to have Quent as his owner. But in truth, that was never Toboe’s paradise: his Granny was. She is the one that filled his heart with kindness and love, and she is the one who shaped him the most.

Toboe maintains affection for humans that none of the other wolves understands, enough to save Quent despite the fact that Quent tried to kill him several times; he has also shown the desire to stay with humans, not only because he felt like he was no good for the rest of the group, but also because he loves harmony between humans and animals.

He is social and depends on others a lot and follows those who show kindness. Because of his young age, Toboe tends to get attached to people easily and often comes back to people who might betray him. He forgave Quent, Hige and even Leara.

When close to those he likes, Toboe is much more outgoing than when he's alone - he talks back, pouts and plays; when he is alone, he becomes a bit shy and a bit awkward. While, it’s easy to see how much insecurity there is under the pup’s fur, when he's with his pack, Toboe seems to grow, trying to be independent, strong, and capable.

He can be reckless too and doesn't seem to measure his own strength. He realizes he is very young and doubts himself and his own abilities, often feeling like he can't measure up to the rest of the pack. But Toboe is stubborn. When he's faced with his own incompetence and weakness, he’ll try to overcome that so his pack can rely on him too.

Toboe is actually strong and he can survive, and the journey showed him that. His soft heart doesn't help but on the other hand, that can change if it's necessary. He is fiercely loyal and willing to put his people first.

The red wolf is patient and sweet. He has a high tolerance for everything and he’s also very forgiving. However, he is protective, so if someone attacks his pack and friends, he will not forgive or forget. He is a real guard dog, in many aspects, and he is loyal towards those who deserve his loyalty.

Toboe’s main role is to soften the pack's aggression when times of tension arise and he is usually the bridge that will allow the other three to become closer with time; the bonds grow stronger because Toboe seems to be set on making everyone get along no matter what. He eventually understood that role as well and accepted it and realized he was needed.

But it's not only towards his pack. He does the same to humans: Toboe wants everyone together, no matter whom, and will try his best to do that, no matter if they are wolves or if they are humans.

Above all, he is the most positive wolf from the pack. He is always very giddy and excited about it and seems to love the idea of being with others, even if the journey is hard. Because he is young, he doesn’t hide his feelings. He doesn't hide his sadness or his insecurities, his happiness and his pride. Not only can't hide his emotions, Toboe can't lie very well, nor keep secrets since he never had any need to. His trust in others also helps this, of course.

Above all, he is the most positive wolf from the pack. He is naïve and innocent, but also loyal and so strong. But not strong enough to overcome his need to protect others, which culminated in his death.

Alchemy wolves:

Those who have seen the anime know it's very difficult to explain Toboe's "Illusion" ability. There is no actual explanation as to how they do this and in an attempt to make things easier for RP, I (the player) am picking specific things that may not be 100% canon. Even if he looks like a human, Toboe is a wolf and his kind is capable of creating illusions on themselves so they appear human to most people. Those who are good at supernatural or have high psychic perception abilities (or just drunks) will be able to see through it either completely or for a brief second before it returns to the illusion. Animals will also be able to see through the disguise, but for rp purposes, I’ve decided that, even if they can easily identify Toboe as a wolf, they can still see his human form. Toboe’s human image seems to be a projection of himself and is connected to the wolf part, allowing people who try to hurt him while he is standing to actually hit him. This also means this image is a shadow, but Toboe will still leave physical evidence of his wolf-self behind: smell, pawprints, and even falling fur. The human illusion has clothes. It’s shown that the clothes may come off when necessary, simply disappearing and reappearing; these clothes "exist" as long they are touching Toboe: if the pup decides to take off his shirt and drop it to the floor, it will disappear, but still, he does need to take it off. Same as picking up an illusionary shirt that will show up in his hand, and then he’ll need to redress. It’s necessary to mention that the clothes may get ripped to match the wounds inflicted on them. As the wounds heal, the marks on the clothes will disappear until it has faded and healed completely. As for touching, if Toboe were to touch someone, such as attacking, he may leave claw and bite marks behind because that's what he'd use as well. Strangely, Wolves are also able to pick someone up in their arms, carry things, and yet again with the little explanation we have, I am going to state that this illusion may feel physical at times and if someone were to touch Toboe, he'd feel like a human. That means Toboe can do anything that a regular human can do with his illusion. I need to add that he can also read, obviously. Something good about Wolf’s Rain is that they kept wolves talking with their mouths closed. It is true a big deal of his hand actions are from the wolf's mouth. However, by not having to actually move their mouth while they speak, this allows Toboe may speak while he is carrying someone, for example. You could say the form of communication is kind of like a one-way telepathy. Ah, did I forget to mention that they also cry? Yes, they do shed tears in their human form, but not in wolf. Still, you'll feel wet if you touch his tears, though, as an illusion, they'll disappear. You can actually admit this human illusion is physical, then. And therefore he is allowed to do pretty much what any human can, with his hands, feet and body, from holding things to typing or even writing by hand. He'd probably be able to hold any other human object and actually use it even. But this requires some concentration. Sometimes, the wolf bleeds through the illusion, fangs are seen, or flashes of the wolf are obvious.

These wolves are deeply connected to Paradise and to the world; it is said that humans were born from wolves. Paradise, on the other hand, is a new reborn world which will open when the current world reached its end, and wolves are the ones who will open Paradise and thus bring forth this event. This means Toboe, as an "alchemy wolf" is actually close to a "messenger of Great God Mother Earth"; his blood CAN open Paradise and having wolf blood spilt is actually seen as an unfortunate thing and nature around seems to react negatively to that. Naturally, he can't open Paradise in Folkmore (and Paradise is only open if the world is dying, anyway), but nature will still not really seem to respond positively to wolf blood being spilt which would make the environment feel wrong (but that's about it!). It'd also mean characters who can detect spiritual beings to be able to tell that Toboe is a sort of godly spirit, in a way. He will not understand what ANY of that means, however, because all of this is instinct and not really something wolves know about.

Other abilities:

Toboe is a wolf, thus he has all the skills a canine would have. These skills would all be enhanced due to Toboe's canon abilities He also knows about plants and their properties, supposedly he learned by watching his owner. He's especially doted in earing

History:

"The world has been destroyed and we've fallen countless times, always resurrecting from the ashes as Paradise. It has happened before, and it will happen again. An endless cycle of life and death. The world is a Paradise that was opened by someone, but this era too is almost at an end. We have acquired the means to exceed our natural span of life, never suspecting that the world itself was finalized in its existence. As if to be purified, the world will be encased in ice so that it can return to the beginning once more. Paradise is a world that is opened by someone..."

To understand all of Wolf’s Rain background, we need to start from the very beginning, way before the series starts. Long before the world was what it is, people put civilization into full bloom using an extraordinary alchemy that would open doorways to the stars and even the gateways of time and space. But it all disappeared in a second. It's unknown what happened but most of the people disappeared, and the remaining mysteries of alchemy came to be possessed solely by three noble families (Darcia, Jagara and Oakum), while the rest of the people were left in the dark. This happened 200 years ago, when wolves became extinct. Using this alchemy, Darcia Family created the Lunar Flowers and Flowermen, the guides to Paradise, at a resort city called Aerial. But only one flowerman was perfect, only one wasn’t a failure, Cheza; she was a crystal of alchemy, called the Flower's maiden that was born from the Lunar Flower and would show the path to Paradise. Along with all of Darcia’s research, a forbidden book was written by the Noble Darcia the first; it was the beginning of Darcia Clan, with a collection of the most advanced alchemy at the time. All of it had the objective to reach Paradise, by creating a Lunar Flower with human form, which would show them how to get to that wanted place. The book also mentioned the Legend of the red moon, told by tribes that existed long before alchemy appeared:

"Long ago, when the world was still young, when man was still an animal, there were also evil monsters. And so, the Great God Mother Earth sent wolves from Paradise to the land as his messengers. The wolves slew the monsters, fought evil and taught many things to animal-man. And from part of their own bodies, wolves gave birth to mankind. But man stopped learning from the wolves. Man started to create their own version of humanity and the land started to hurt. When the world is ending, the moon will turn red and die, and the wolves will once again go back to Paradise."

The wolves are, then, the only ones who can open the doorways to Paradise, guided by the Lunar Flower(s). Darcia I was lost, though. 200 years ago (matching to the disappearance of the rest of the alchemy and the extinction of the wolves, though if these two matters are related is never told. Most likely it IS) Darcia opened Paradise – NOT a fake one - and he disappeared into that mysterious place. This caused many alterations to the world, but above all, it cursed Darcia Family; only wolves can enter Paradise and Darcia was NOT a wolf. For that reason, Darcia Family became plagued by a curse; the eye of a wolf. Darcia III, the grandson of the lost Darcia, did not wish to do anything about his grandfather's research, but one day a disease appeared and it took his lover, Hamona. It was called the Paradise disease in which her soul was "taken by Paradise" being forever bound to that place, while her body fell into a coma in the real world. For this reason, Darcia had no other choice but to direct all of his energy trying to find a way to open paradise and bring Hamona back. Years later after her creation, Cheza was stolen by the Oakum Clan and given to a laboratory in Freeze city; Cheza was studied by Cher who will be important later one. However there was no actual information since it remained all within Darcia's castles and thus Lord Oakum was never close to open Paradise for himself, like he wanted to. Jagara Clan also made its move; Noble Jagara chased wolves all around the world in order to steal their blood and tried to open Paradise as well on her own (though all of them try to open paradise, Kiba does mention it's but a fake; only wolves can open it and only wolves can enter it; the nobles, though, don't seem to believe that). As Cheza remained in Freeze City, all attention turned to her and most wolves flocked around the cit; many died thanks to Jagara's, and others simply lost hope and themselves. Others stood there for no actual reason. Enter Toboe.

Not much is told us about Toboe’s past, but seeing he is so young, there might not even be much to it either way. Toboe was found by “Granny”, a nice old lady that also had four bracelets on her left wrist. It’s not known how he got to the Freeze City, but seeing he was such a young baby when granny found him, most likely Toboe's mother that came to the city looking for the scent of the Flower’s Maiden, Cheza, and died before she reached Cheza.

Granny took care of Toboe, raising him as a dog, which explains his friendliness and love towards humans as wel,l as his need to be near one. Unfortunately, in an act of unrestrained playfulness when she was feeding him, Toboe jumped on the old woman and ended up suffocating her. Toboe soon found out he was, for the first time ever, alone; it was hard on him since he was a "dog", and Toboe did not know how to hunt nor he had ability to survive alone. For this reason he was constantly attacked by crows and even cats, which he came to hate.

The anime starts with the four wolves that would form the strange pack in search for Paradise: Kiba, Tsume, Hige and Toboe. Toboe is shown as a young wolf, lacking any survival ability, being bullied by cats and crows as he looked for food inside the trash cans. Alone, he appeared to have the strong desire to become a pet again, and his target was a young girl named Leara, who had offered him food before. During this, he also met another wolf, Tsume, but before both could get to know each other (not that Tsume wanted to), other characters showed up: an old man named Quent along with his dog Blue, who chased wolves because he believed they were the responsible for the death of his family. Tsume ended up saving Toboe from them, but he still wasn't friendly with the younger wolf.

Possibly a day later, or even the same afternoon, hoping to impress Leara, Toboe ran after her bird and ended up killing it; sadden by this, his human illusion disappeared and he showed the girl his real form of an animal – once again he was saved by Tsume, who grabbed him and pulled him out of there before Leara started screaming.

That same night, several events happened that culminated with Cheza being taken by Darcia III; Kiba and Hige (also two wolves) came after Cheza and they eventually met Toboe and Tsume who had felt Cheza's presence as well. That was when the whole pack first mentioned the search for Paradise and the feeling they are born with, as well how the smell of the Lunar Flower allured them to that cold city in first place. They left together to search for the Guide to Paradise, Cheza, even if Tsume was quite reluctant about it.

During their journey, much happens. Tsume who always refused to believe Kiba’s words of Paradise, left the pack once and Toboe followed. Both would get attacked by a machine and saved by Kiba and Hige at the end. They also reached an old dirty city, where the faint smell of Lunar Flowers grew and they met a pack of wolves there, who had given up hope of finding that place all wolves are born desiring. All of this focus on building the relationship between all the wolves in the pack: Kiba as heir leader, and Toboe, Tsume (even if very reluctantly) and Hige, following his words of hope.

The most important time was when they finally reached Ariel City, where Darcia had brought Cheza. It was a mess, just like everything in the anime: Darcia was attacked by Lord Oakum’s troops, Quent and Blue who were following the trail of the foru wolves also show up, Cher was there too because he was with Oakum's troops and suddenly Cheza felt the four wolves and escaped Darcia right under his nose. She finally showed herself to the four wolves, who immediately felt a blinding attraction to her. After saving them from Darcia and Lord Oakum’s guards, as well as Quent and Blue, Cheza set her mind on showing the pack the path to Paradise, even if they never spoke it.

They were born with that feeling, just like Cheza was born with the desire to guide the wolves.

Unfortunately the journey was never easy.

During the next full moon night, Cheza finally showed them the path to paradise, by making Lunar flowers grow from the ground (it was literally a path of flowers). Excited, all the four finally accepted it was their destiny, even Tsume who always complained, but Darcia didn’t forget his original objective of retrieving Cheza, and he showed up after he got rid of his enemy’s troops. Again he took the Flower girl away (during this, while not directly related to the wolves, Lord Oakum was murdered by Jagara and she too attacked Darcia's castle and killed Hamona. Later on we learn Hamona was Jagara's twin sister and she was in love with Darcia).

As the four wolves tried to rest from the last attack, Blue – Quent’s dog who was actually half wolf – came to them in her human form. She met Cheza during her journey and the wolf inside her woke up and once she realized she was what Quent hated, Blue decided to leave her owner. All the five headed towards Darcia's Castle, after, in hopes to save Cheza. Regrettably during a snow blizzard, Toboe, Blue, Hige and Tsume decide to stay behind but their leader Kiba stubbornly refused to do so and went ahead. To Darcia's Castle, chasing after Cheza, came Jagara's troop and Cher, her ex-husband Hubb who wanted to know what the heck was happening, and also Quent who was looking for Blue and tagged along with Hubb. It was a Castle party.

The white wolf leader was indeed the first to arrive at Darcia’s castle and fought the Noble, but before blood was spilled, the rest of the pack arrived. Sadly, once again Cheza was capture, this time by Jagara; Blue stood with her this time (also captured by Jagara’s troops), and Kiba was no where to be found, reducing the pack from five to three wolves.

Unable to find Kiba, Hige, Tsume, and Toboe considered giving up the search for him and for Paradise, when Toboe found Quent lying half-frozen in the snow. Despite Tsume and Hige being against this, he decidef to stay behind to warm him up, in the promise he’d meet the two older wolves later on. After making sure Quent was alive and would warm up when the sun came out, Toboe went after his pack mates but was attacked by Iyek, a member of the Hmong Indian tribe. Hige and Tsume came to Toboe's aid, but eventually Iyek explained to them it was but a mistake to attack Toboe.

Hmong tribe considered wolves their friends (as well messengers of Earth Mother God, like the Ancient told explained them; this story is very related to the writings on the forbidden book written by Darcia the first, 200 years ago) and they were on edge because Jagara's troops have been attacking their tribe's dogs.

Toboe showed great interest in staying with humans because he considered such his Paradise. But when they found Kiba again, on the verge of death, the pup changed his mind and accepted following the pack with promising he wouldn’t whine anymore and he’d try to be strong for his pack mates. Yet, before leaving, he requested Iyek to go help Quent, who was left behind.

(A small note to make things understandable at this point is that Blue was able to break free from Jagara's troops, and soon she joins Cher who was still chasing after Cheza; both rush towards Jagara’s city by themselves, and Cheza and Cher’s ex-husband Hubb were still under capture and arrived the city sooner.)

The wolves’ current position was the “Ice Sea”, and like the name says, it was a sea of drift ice, where they come to find a huge graveyard; drawn by the smell of blood coming from Toboe’s arm – who refused to admit he got hurt, since he wanted to be strong and capable – suddenly a giant walrus breaked up through the ice and attacked the pack. Toboe froze at first due to fear and wasn't able to do much, but then something inside him grew (instincts!) and finally it snapped and he rushed in, biting the walrus in the eye and refusing to let go. The giant animal tried to release itself from Toboe, by running into icebergs or diving deep in the cold water, but Toboe didn’t let go until finally the walrus was too wondeed to continue and died. Toboe was the one to take the first bite, an honor for him since it meant that he made his first kill and was finally recognized as capable by the other three older wolves.

The pack reached Jagara’s city, but when trying to sneak inside, Tsume and Toboe ended up getting arrested by the Noble’s troops. Kiba was caught too and Hige was found out to actually belong to the Noble Jagara as a “spy”: he looked for wolves, joining their packs and his collar acted as a locater for the cruel woman to find the wolves. After finding Blue, he broke free of his collar and rushed towards the castle, leaving the female wolf behind who came to find her owner Quent in the city too (he followed the wolves).

Jagara’s plan was to use Kiba’s blood – seeing that he is the “chosen wolf” as she called him – and to open Paradise herself, so she and Darcia could live there forever together. Darcia himself was already there too, to fight her for having killed Hamona, and as Tsume and Toboe tried to get free from their cells, Hige saved them. Even if Tsume showed anger towards the older wolf for betraying them, Toboe actually showed forgiveness; he loved his pack mate and believed he was really trying to make up for his own mistakes.

Kiba finally broke free too, and the whole pack met at the grand room, where Jagara, Darcia, Cheza, Cher and Hubb were as well. During the fight, Hige got hurt, but Darcia ended up killing the Noble woman and that lead to the castle to start breaking down (probably because it was kept by Jagara's alchemy).

The wolves finally escape from there, along with Cheza, now setting out to find Paradise once again - but this time accompanied by Cher and Hubb (who go along by car); during their trip, they’d end up meeting Blue and Quent, who got run over by a car. The next scene shows us how much Toboe cares for Quent and is perhaps a bit envious of Blue because she had him as her owner; he also promised her he was going to protect old man with all of his will and unfortunately, this will be his downfall.

As they went on, the car Cher, Hubb and Quent drove in crashed into ice and Cher died (she was only the beginning), and after this Quent woke up and -even if hurt-, his hatred for the wolves was enough for him to stand up and stagger away. Worried, Toboe followed him in order to keep his promise to Blue and to tried to convince him to return back with him.

However Darcia showed up AGAIN, and after the noble declard them unfit to enter Paradise, Darcia and Quent open fire on each other… but Toboe leapy into the line of fire in order to protect the old wounded man. Quent shot Toboe in the back. After he realized what he did, Quent dropprf his gun and is shot by Darcia. The gravely-wounded Toboe staggered over to Quent, and the man petted Toboe as he realized that Toboe kept him warm when he was freezing.

The puppy died besides the man and the last thing he saw was his Paradise: his owner, Granny.

#🌧 Toboe

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misplacedgamer · 2 years

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I’m thinking since this is an Endeavor chapter, the flash forward of all the kids as adults is probably not actually a real thing. It’s weird to me that all the kids got bigger but their costumes and hairstyles remained almost completely unchanged. Since we don’t have the dialogue yet, I’m guessing that Endeavor is about to sacrifice himself to try and take out AFO. He’s imagining Todoroki becoming the man he always wanted him to be, knowing that he’ll never be able to watch him grow into that man, and he’s glad that his son is surrounded by people that will support and uplift him, instead of how Endeavor chose to ignore his personal relationships in pursuit of his goal.

Idk, I’m still not happy with the conclusion of the Dabi/Shoto fight, but I do like the idea that Endeavor is robbed of seeing his son become a real hero since that’s all he ever wanted and because Endeavor is a trick ass bitch who doesn’t deserve anything, especially seeing his son succeed.

Also if this is the only time skip we ever get and Hori doesn’t do the Shippuden style sequel that I’ve been begging for I’m gonna be PISSED. DONT TEASE ME THIS WAY HORI

#bnha 357 #bnha spoilers #bnha #mha #mha spoilers #bnha meta #bnha analysis #enji todoroki #mha endeavor #fuck that guy #he doesn’t deserve to see Shoto achieve success #Shoto deserves to be a hero without his dad breathing down his neck

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i-am-trying-my-best-okay · 2 years

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So, I’ve been thinking of this small possibility; Heartless and Alastor knew each other when they were kids. I’ve thought of this before, of how maybe Heartless wasn’t born with magic but was experimented on because a bunch of scientists thought they could somehow trigger the magic inside a person or whatever, but now I’m thinking maybe Alastor was also experimented on.

So there they were, just two kids facing a bunch of trauma together in this facility, and growing close. Heartless, who definitely had a different name and maybe had brown hair and blue eyes rather then yellow, would keep upbeat despite it all, making up games with what little they had for the other kids. He would always make a point to include Alastor, who had probably given up on life at this point, but Heartless never stopped trying to talk to him, to make him happy.

This organization probably picked up orphans to do these experiments, as their disappearances are easy to cover up. But eventually, the Jury did catch them, and the scientists decided to get the kids to escape, not wanting the Jury to get their ‘research progress’ or something. But just before all this went down, Heartless died during one of the experiments. So while the other kids leaped at the chance when the scientists told them to leave, not knowing why, Alastor stayed behind, mourning the loss of his friend, his best friend. The Jury came and saw Alastor and took him away to a nice place to live, although they would occasionally run tests to see how the experiments affected him, but saw that they didn’t do much besides make him frail.

Heartless was buried or something, but as it turned out, that last experiment did in fact work, and we see the magic now coursing through his veins, changing his appearance. And here stands the only fully successful subject to come out of that organization.

Alastor, now holding a very big grudge for those with magic as he blames the concept of magic itself for what they all went through, coupled with that of the Jury being the one to save him, becomes a curse holder and joins the Jury once he’s an adult. Also, part of the jury’s job is tracking down the scientists and test subjects of what had happened, and Alastor probably takes immense pleasure in being the one to give the scientist their punishment personally. As for his fellow test subjects, the Jury wants to see how much the experiments worked on them, and if it’s enough, then they need to be disposed. None of the experiments ever worked in full, but there were some that had a sort of distorted kind of magic, like they can do little things with a lot of effort or something. Alastor feels the need to take care of that personally too, feeling like he owes them that curtesy, not thinking them monsters like other witches.

It's going to be kind of a big thing when Alastor realizes who Heartless is. It’ll probably take a while, as Heartless is now an adult with a different name, hair and eyes. After they first meet, as it’s definitely usual to have a dead person that’s alive based on it’s own magic rather than someone else’s, he’ll probably ask people to look into Heartless’s past. After several more shenanigans, they come back to him with an answer, and he’s stunned. He doesn’t know what to think; his best friend, the person he thought was dead, the person he’s carried with him all these years, is the guy he’s been fighting, the guy who doesn’t even remember what happened. I think maybe he cries, because in his mind, it’s like the torture never ended for Heartless, and he feels guilty for not finding this out sooner. When they meet again Alastor definitely has a different attitude towards Heartless as he tires to kill him, less ‘you’re a freak of nature’ and more ‘I’m sorry let me end this for you’. Meanwhile Heartless is very confused, being like ‘um, no?? I’m good??? Do you need help tho??? Cause you seem to be going thro it???’

#heartless #abd illustrates #abd heartless #alastor creed #it's the childhood friends to seperated to being apart of opposing groups for me #this is just me being self indulgent cause I really like that troupe

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lre333 · 3 years

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~ Le Coeur Noir BC ~

summary welcoming Black simmers across the African diaspora to celebrate BHM and the season of romance with a Black Love BC~!

Black is not a monolith - Black is as diverse as it is universal - all Black experience is valid please let it be known that all Black simmers are eligible for this bc ~ “Black *and* ____” is included “Afro-(etc)” is included it’s the solidarity for me, babes ~

who - young adult & adult Black sims made by Black simmers (one submission each, human only, no minors pls~💗)

what - story-driven challenge about community and relationship building; sims will not be restricted in who they decide to form relationships with and no sims will be eliminated for not being into the bachelor or vice versa ~ everyone will have a fair chance to end up with who they like in whatever configurations they choose - we’re showing love for the whole spectrum of connection here! including: friendships, platonic arrangements, romantic friendships, woohoo buddies, etc - the bc will run until the bachelor settles down with a boo or he strikes out on finding love - he’s no mr. perfect, but is he perfect for you?

when - deadline to submit a sim is (tentative) Feb 22

where - tba!!!

why - i love to see Black simmers representing and i love exploring different facets of love, so i thought what better time than now to do both and invite the community in on the jubilation ~ 👼🏾 it’s as important to me that we feel safe enough to fully take up space in whatever communities we exist in as it is for me that we always celebrate each other openly and build each other up - i’m so excited to show up and show out with you in this way, so i hope you’ll join me in co-creating some Black as fuck frivolity for the culture 💘

~ “meet the bachelor” and “submission guidelines” below the cut ~

meet the bachelor

after failing a dare to become a chosen contestant (twice!) for previous bachelorette challenges, this single sim decides to pursue romance on his own terms ~

name: petrichor “andres” pastel age: YA (~22) pronouns: they//he gender: transmasc genderqueer sexual orientation: grey/ace biromantic traits: green fiend - maker - unflirty - loner - diva aspiration: world famous stylist career: freelance writer incriminating evidence: https://lre333.tumblr.com/post/660546468409638912/meet-petrichor-a-young-adult-sim-with-anhttps://lre333.tumblr.com/post/660707082224418816/daydreams-of-being-someplace-green-petrichorhttps://lre333.tumblr.com/post/662000419930832896/once-more-with-feeling-name-petrichor

bio: after taking a few swift blows to their pride, andres is emerging into a new understanding of himself and taking the hint that maybe he would like to try a new way of relating to others ~ he’ll never say that his siblings were right for tricking him into the dare that would spark this epiphany, but if he makes it out of this a more fulfilled person, maybe he’ll consider forgiving them eventually ...

life was cute at the radical grass-roots commune where petrichor was raised by a loving polycule in evergreen harbor with his two womb-mates and 5 other children their age - they learned how to grow and prepare food and how to treat illnesses, dress wounds, defend themselves and care for each other - he’s no stranger to organizing in big groups and moving in a collective, but he’s been shy about learning to strike out on his own and pursue life outside of his comfort zone - petrichor wants for a sense of belonging and an identity of his own making outside of the city he was raised in; he dreams of meeting his “person” and settling down someplace quiet and green where he owns all of his belongings and the communal responsibilities can easily be handled by two <3 for all of their teasing, his family sees him and supports his goals and aspirations, but will he be able to break out of his shell and create the life he desires in the big world out there ? or will his fears keep him in stuck in self-sabotaging habits that make this introverted sim an even more bitterly self-obsessed diva ? behind that flashy facade and attitude problem lies a quiet and talented sweetheart ready to discover the meaning of one beautiful love

submission guidelines

- create a Black sim as fleshed out and detailed as you like (do they have a moodboard / pinterest / playlist / voice claim / mixtape? i’d be happy to see~) - cc is allowed (but no defaults pls); mm / alpha / mix is fine, and if you use alpha skins, please only use overlays - no height sliders but body presets that alter the height of the sim are ok - sims may have up to 5 traits; custom traits, aspirations, and careers are ok - include at least 1 unfavorable trait (idc if you use romantic or outgoing or w/e) - feel free to dress every category (1 outfit max) or just everyday, formal & party - post your sim’s profile with #lecoeurnoirbc or #LCNBC and tag me @/LRE333 - dm me with a link to the sim download files (i can help if you need!)

mods i use - wickedwhims & woohoo wellness - pretty much all of lumpinou’s mods - basemental drugs - helaene’s preferences plus - meaningful stories - llazyneiph’s autozodiacs

optional blank profile template name: age: pronouns: gender: sexual orientation: traits: aspiration: career: likes: dislikes: skills: personality: backstory:

thank you @ts4bachestate💞

#lecoeurnoirbc #lcnbc #petrichor oc #Black simmer #Black simblr #simblr bc #ts4 bc #the sims 4 #simblr #the sims 4 bachelor challenge

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loopy-froots · 3 years

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Childhood Friends

Brahms Heelshire x afab!Reader

Author: @loopy-froots

Word Count: 3261 (WOW wtf…)

Slight request by @leahromanof : small age gap (Brahms is 26-28 and the reader is 20)

Summary: The Reader grew up very close to the Heelshire family, as their parents were business partners with them. However, after the fire incident, Brahms and the Reader took some space from each other. While the Reader knew Brahms was still alive, they didn’t know under the circumstances he was. When a sudden tragedy strikes their family, the Reader is left with no home. The Heelshire family offer their home with welcoming arms, but much has changed between all of them since they have last seen each other.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, swearing, slasher x reader, smut, virgin/unprotected sex (masc and fem), abusive parents (fem), insecurities (on both parts), slight age gap (6ish years?), a slight size kink (if you squint?), etc.

Author’s Note: I wasn’t too sure what to write for the age gap so I hope this is good enough!!! I also threw in a lot of personal needs I’ve been having, so I hope y’all don’t mind! Feel free to let me know your thoughts!!!

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*2nd Person POV*

You couldn’t believe this was happening. You were finally going to see your beloved childhood friend, Brahms Heelshire, again after close to ten years of separation. You wished this was not under these circumstances, as you never intended to cause your family such turmoil.

“Y/n! Come in, why don’t you?” Mr. Heelshire exclaims as he opens his front door. He must have seen you walk up their driveway. You can see Mrs. Heelshire inside, but she shares a concerning expression. Trying to brush it off, you step inside and am greeted by the warmth of the house. It was a terribly chilly winter day, and the walk there exhausted you.

“Come, dear! Let me get you a cup of tea to warm you up! You look rather frozen!” Mrs. Heelshire snaps out of her funk and laughs al0ng with her husband. Their jovial attitude makes you feel rather welcomed and loved.

“I cannot thank you enough, Mr. and Mrs. Heelshire… I… I’m terribly sorry that this all happened… especially so suddenly…” You look down with embarrassment.

“Nonsense! We’re always happy to have you, Y/n! Our home is yours!” Mr. Heelshire smiles at you, but you get a somewhat urgent vibe from him. You’re not sure how to feel about it, but you figure since they’re being ever so kind you were in no position to question.

“Now, dear… why don’t you tell us exactly what happened… Perhaps we may help with your parents’ situation?” Mrs. Heelshire gently suggests, but you shake your head in disagreement.

“Unfortunately, I’m not sure that’s possible… you see, I recently came out to my parents as non-binary… they’ve never been overly supportive of that kind of stuff, but I knew I couldn’t hide myself any longer…” You explain shamefully.

“Oh my… that is a rather difficult predicament, hm? However, we want you to know that we fully support you… in fact, our own Brahms considers himself genderfluid,” Mrs. Heelshire shares, which honestly makes you feel less alone.

“Really? I… I had no idea… Thank you, but speaking of which… where is Brahms…? Does he still live with you?” You wonder.

“Oh, um… yes… he does, but he’s grown to be rather… timid… so he doesn’t always come out when people are visiting…” Mr. Heelshire explains swiftly, and you try to understand. You don’t fully know what he’s been through, so who are you to judge his social anxieties?

“That’s alright. Well, I just hope he knows how excited I am to see him again…” You confess, causing a surprised reaction from the Heelshire couple.

“Really? Well, that’s certainly wonderful! I’m sure he'll become more open to meeting you after he gets used to you being in the house…” Mrs. Heelshire states with a gentle smile, and you nod your head in agreement.

With that, you are then taken on a tour of the house. You’re shown areas you can and cannot wander to, and you mentally note each location that’s off limits. You’d never want to make the Heelshires uncomfortable, despite how curious you were. They show you to your room, which you immediately recognize as Brahms’ childhood room.

“Oh wow! This looks exactly how I remembered it!” You giggle.

“I’m glad you’re fond of it still, as Brahms insisted you take his room for your own… comfort…” Mr. Heelshire shares, but something tells you he’s not entirely being honest. However, you ignore the feeling bubbling up in your stomach.

“Well, feel free to unpack your things dear. As we mentioned before, we are planning on going on a trip within the next few days. So it will be just you and Brahms for a while…” Mrs. Heelshire reminds you, and you shiver slightly for some reason.

“Oh, yes… Well, I hope the two of you enjoy it!” You politely respond.

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“Goodbye, dear! And remember, follow the rules and you’ll get no trouble from our dear Brahms!” The Heelshires bid you farewell and leave in their cab. Closing the door, you sigh in relief.

“Alright, follow the rules… I can do that… it’s the least I can do since they were so kind as to let me stay for a while…” You motivate yourself.

“Y/n…” A sudden familiar, childlike voice echoes through the house. You looked around to see who it came from, but you saw no one. It had to be Brahms, right? Who else could it have been, but where was he?

“B-Brahms?” You sheepishly call out. You hear no answer and suddenly feel quite stupid. Maybe you just heard the shifting of the house or imagined someone was calling your name?

“Alright, focus… first things first, making some lunch… hopefully he’ll come down to eat with me…?” You hope. You could’ve sworn you heard another childish giggle somewhere, but you try to shake the skittish feeling building up. You quickly make whatever you feel like for lunch, desperate to finish so that you can call Brahms down to eat.

“Um, Brahms? I… lunch is done… if you want some?” You yell throughout the house, but you hear no answer. Finally feeling defeat, you turn back to the kitchen and notice that one of the plates of food has disappeared.

“How did he get to it without me noticing?” You ask out loud. Every instinct within you tells you that something was wrong, but you tried your best to give the man some time to adjust to the new living situation.

“Y/n…?” In the middle of eating, you hear a now more adult version of the voice you heard earlier. You drop your fork in surprise and frantically look around for the source. You then see a tall and scruffy looking man standing at the end of the dining room. He was holding the plate that is now empty, and you figure that must be Brahms. He was very odd looking, in all honesty. He wore a porcelain mask that resembles the type of little dollies you used to keep as a kid.

“Oh, um… h-hello, Brahms…?” You try to be friendly towards him, despite the creepy feeling you got from him already. However, him not answering causes the suspicion to form again.

“Um… did you enjoy the meal I made for you?” You try to spark a conversation, but Brahms nonverbally nods in response.

“That’s good! I’m… glad…” You smile awkwardly at him, but his masked face remains expressionless. You shift uncomfortably in your seat, and Brahms notices the tense state you’re in. He begins to step closer to you, and sets his plate on the table. Sweating profusely, you wonder what he’s doing. He steps closer and closer to you until he’s directly in front of you. While you sit, he towers over you. You’d never admit it, but he’s very intimidating. However, you try your best to be polite.

“Is… everything alright, Brahms?” You ask innocently. He just stares at you, though, never saying a word. When you were about to get up and try to walk away, he grabs your arm and pulls you into him.

“B-Brahms…?!” You exclaim as he squeezes you in his broad arms. He’s rather warm, but trembling. Your heart relaxes when you realize he only wanted a hug.

“Y/n… nice to see you again…” He finally peeps out. Your cheeks heat up, but you lean into the embrace. The two of you just hold onto each other for a few moments, enjoying each other’s presence.

“Good to see you, too! I was worried you were upset with me for coming back after such a long time…” You try to pull away and look him in the eyes, but his grip keeps you there.

“Mm, no… not upset… lonely…” He breathes into your ear, sending a chill down your back. He was… lonely? That makes you feel bad… really bad… how could you leave him like you did after the incident?! It wasn’t completely your fault, as you parents were the main reason you stayed away. They told you what a dangerous person Brahms was, and they forbid you from being influenced by him in any way.

Additionally, your parents never liked how fond the two of you seemed towards each other, despite the slight age difference you had. Brahms was only six years older, and to you it didn’t matter for terms of friendship. However, your parents saw the attraction Brahms had towards you right away. As children, it only developed into a little crush, but the older the two of you got the more obvious it became, to the adults at least. You seemed quite oblivious to his attempts to woo you, as you had just thought he was being friendly.

“I…I’m sorry, Brahms… I should’ve… I wish I’d have… I’m sorry…” Tear well in your eyes as you look down from his gaze. Your focus then shifts to the ever growing bulge in his pants that you hadn’t noticed before.

“It’s alright… happy you’re here now…” Brahms strokes your hair with his free hand, and he leans into you. You feel him stroke your neck with his nose, seemingly trying to get a reaction out of you. Completely frozen, you felt unsure of what to do. All of the sudden, your head’s ideas clicked and made you realize the years of yearning he’d been doing for you.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t still have feelings for the boy you grew up with. You always admired how protective he was of you. You never admitted your affection towards him, though, as you thought he might react negatively. To you, the age difference acted as a barrier, but to him, it seemed he didn’t mind in the slightest. All he’s ever known was his love for you, despite the age gap. However, is this still the same boy as before? You probably barely knew him anymore. Then why were you getting so flustered over this simple interaction?

“Brahms?” You look back into his eyes with a curious glint. What was he planning with you?

“Hm?” He nonchalantly answers.

“Are you…?” You start, but then feel too embarrassed to finish.

“Yes,” He agrees without needing you to explain. You feel him jerk his hips into your stomach softly, desperate to get some friction between the two of you. As intoxicating as he was being, you still felt unsure of your stance with him.

“I’m not sure I want to… I mean, this is so soon… don’t you think?” You try to reason mainly with yourself to try and stop this from happening. With that, Brahms stops and pulls away from you with a pout.

“No?” He questions with sweet eyes.

“I… yes…?” You try to stand your ground with yourself again, but it’s no use. Brahms’ heartfelt pleading turns you to putty in his hands.

“Please?” He begs. With that, you finally agree, and he’s onto you. Groping all up and down your sides, front, and back, he feels every inch of your body as if he’s desperate to find something in you.

“Brahms… wait…?” You stop him again, realizing you hadn’t seen his actual face yet. You politely ask him to remove his mask, but he visibly slumps.

“Why…? You… don’t want to see me…” Brahms insecurely explains, but you shake your head.

“I do! Please…?” You whine as he continues to feel up your back. Brahms hesitates slightly, then agrees. With that, he slowly removes the porcelain from himself. This leaves his bare, burnt, and uncertain face into your view. You’re unsure of what to say at first, as your feelings are conflicted. However, you quickly decide to go with what your heart felt.

“You’re so handsome, Brahms…” You confess with a sheepish smile. He doesn’t respond, though, almost as if he’s debating what to say as well.

“Mm!” You moan through a sudden kiss he placed on your lips, making Brahms smile to himself in the kiss. He loved the way you reacted to his touch. He quickly realized you were feeling the same towards him, and that gave him the confidence to continue. You rapidly grew a certain heat in your pelvic area, but the feeling was still unfamiliar to you. Only on the rare occasion did you allow yourself the pleasure, but you felt guilty for it every time.

“Slut… whore… useless daughter…” Your parents’ past words radiate in your head, and a panic washes over your body. Brahms senses your inner conflict again, and stops once more.

“Y/n…?” He gently asks to see if you’re alright. Tears well up in your eyes as the guilt of disappointing your parents consumes you.

“I’m sorry, I just… my mom and dad would be so upset… I just feel so… lost…” You admit, and Brahms wipes your cheeks with his calloused hands.

“Mm, screw them…” He chuckles darkly.

“But…” You try to argue, but he shushes you instead.

“They’ve never been good to you, Y/n…” Brahms shares, and it confuses you at first. They’ve always given you food, shelter, and anything else a child would need.

“But they… they mean well…” You try to reason it out, but he still disagrees.

“I’ve been watching, listening to how they treat you your whole life, Y/n… the way they scream at you, gaslight you, disappoint you… that’s not love… that’s abuse…” Brahms whispers with a broken heart for you. The pain of realization hits you, but you try to muffle your cries with your hands over your mouth.

“I’m so sorry… I know how hard it is… but I… I want to love you… really love you…” He kisses the top of your head sweetly. His words fill your heart with hope that you might not be miserable the rest of your life.

“Really…? I mean, I would love that… but I don’t want to force you into anything…” You self doubt yourself.

“Absolutely. I mean, hell… why do you think I was doing all of this?” Brahms wonders, and you suppose he’s right.

“Yeah, true… I’m sorry, I just feel bad… but thank you, I’d love to… y’know…?” You admit with a shy grin, which he immediately returns.

“Good,” He smirks and kisses you again. This time, the kiss was much more desperate for the sweet result. Brahms shows no mercy for you this time as he begins biting your lips. Your little gasps invoke a strong sense of pride within him. He was making you feel this way, and he alone would make you feel good.

“Hm,” His deep voice rumbles in his chest. Your eyes flutter open and shut, unsure of how to go about this situation. Squirming around awkwardly, you then feel Brahms grab your waist as he lifts you up and onto the table.

“Ah! Brahms...?!” You yelp in surprise.

“Take off your shirt, Y/n.” He demands, already sliding his hands underneath. You timidly follow his instructions, removing your shirt and bra from your body. Brahms looks down from your face and onto your breasts. He adored them, so he ran his hands over them as he gave each nipple a cheeky pinch.

“Oh, Brahms…” Your eyes close in bliss, but he snaps your attention back to his eyes.

“Look at me,” He suggests sternly.

“O-okay…” You do as he wishes and stare deep into his icy eyes. He’s tender and gentle, but he still makes you feel so small next to him.

“You’re so pretty, Y/n… I’ve always loved you…” Brahms brushes a stray lock of hair out of your face, giving him a better view at your beauty.

“I have loved you for the longest time, too, Brahms… I just never knew how to tell you…” You try your best to express your feelings, but your past experience with doing so has never been easy for you. Each emotion you shared ended in an argument with your parents.

“I’m so glad… please…” Brahms pleads, leaning his forehead against yours. He didn’t have to finish for you to understand what he wanted.

“C’mere…” Your sudden burst of trust hits the two of you like a train. Brahms roughly attacks your neck with his lips and teeth, nipping at all your sensitive areas. Exploring each and every inch, he scopes out which areas you like best.

“Mm, Y/n…” He whimpers, rubbing his needy cock against your body. You had neglected it for far too long, and you wanted to give it some love too.

Lowering your hand down to his member, you stroke him through his pants. Pre-cum leaks from his tip and soaks through his underwear slightly. His moans fill your ears with sweet misery. The lack of being inside of you was killing him, but he wanted to take things slow for you.

“Ah, Y/n…! Please! I’ll be a good boy!” He begs you to allow him entrance, and you agree. Instantaneously, he pulls his clothes off and prepares his painfully hard cock to slide into you.

“Oh! You feel… so tight…!” He didn’t tell you, but this was his first time as well. The first feeling of being inside of someone, especially when that someone is you, was the best feeling he’s ever felt. He couldn’t help himself but pump in and out of you. He tried his best to go slow, but his selfish excitement got the better of him. However, you were far from upset by this.

“Ah! D-don’t… stop…!” You plead with him, and he obliges. Slapping his body into yours in a rhythmic motion causes you to quickly feel that coil in your stomach tighten around him.

“F-fuck…! You’re gonna make me…!” As quickly as it started, your love making ended. The two of you came together simultaneously, and everything felt perfect to you. However, Brahms felt a wave of guilt.

“I… I’m sorry… I wish I had lasted longer… and I shouldn’t have pressured you into this…” He goes on and on about all the things he could’ve done better, but you then stop him with a chaste peck on his lips.

“You were perfect. Thank you,” You lovingly look into his eyes. He searches for any sort of regret, but when he finds none he settles into your arms.

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Hey, I’m not sure how to explain this but getting straight to the point, I’m the person who runs the yandere-linked-universe blog and I’m pretty sure you’re pinkittwice.

So, I was just wondering what ideas you might have about the chain being yandere for one person. Like, what would the dynamic be and how they would behave as yanderes, you know that kind of stuff.

I hope it’s not too much to ask but I’m just curious to see what you might think of it since you’re pretty much the only person on the sight that I know of who also writes things involving lu and the reader. I’m not unhappy or dissatisfied in any way but it does get a little lonely being the only person who writes stuff like this. Sorry if this is too weird.

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Yahaha~! You found me!

Everybody go check out their stuff @yandere-linked-universe

They do cool art sometimes and are even writing a whole fic which you can find right here.

It's really well written and I'm excited to see how the story progresses and where it goes- especially endgame.

And I'm assuming the ask means if they were yandere in the same circumstance than in the story.

That being said, I'm still going to apply the rules I have set for the Links. Like how Sky was never with his Zelda and similarly how Time and Malon never really happened. As for Wind, he will not be platonic unlike in the fic mentioned above- I will explain this in his section I promise.

Also, disclaimer, I'm not good at horror and I've never written for these types of characters before. But if you want headcanons then I'll provide the brainstorm that I've been cooking up of ever since I got this ask. (And it was a while ago I'm sorry for the wait.)

I'm also including some songs that I think best fit their rose tinted glasses ideal. Not necessarily yandere and can apply to Link being in love with you in general but it's as close as I'm going to get to making a playlist.

I might come back and change them to stalker songs and add these songs to a separate list entirely but maybe not...

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It's long, brace yourself.

As a group, I think jealously would run high.

Everybody wants the attention of a single person and there's eight other people as competition.

If the group was tight knit as we like to portray them, it won't last long.

If dear reader was a little caring or naturally falls into a healer/medic position in the group, the group becomes more reckless, less caring about their personal safety- if only to get a momentary caress from the love of their life's fingers as their wounds are tended to.

There's less group unity and alliances between them form.

If the reader isn't a fighter well...

They would take turns guarding their prize and fight to be the one to do it.

Leaving you behind when they go to dungeons is a must.

They won't risk you getting a scratch on your person let alone putting you in a potentially dangerous situation.

They try to keep all their weapons away and out of reach. Less you get any ideas and try to fight with them or worse, get hurt playing with them.

Or try to fight against them. HAHAHAHA!! How crazy would that be?

Like you would stand a chance.

When you're simply traveling with the group, your designated spot is on top of Epona, hands down, no questions asked.

Not only would be easier to keep an eye on you, and make it harder to get away, but Twilight has personally asked Epona (through Wolfie) that if they were ever ambushed, she was to take off with you and get away from the fight no matter the cost. She'll always come back to him anyway- so if you're tied to connected to her than all the more reason for him to be the one to retrieve you when it's all over.

The others don't like how Twilight gets to be the one to greet you first. But Epona is on Twilight's side and everyone knows it.

So they wait their turn.

You're on top of Epona even if you're a fighter as well.

If you can prove your salt and fight with them, they actually don't try to keep you away as much as they can (because now it means that they can spend more time with you!)

It instead becomes a competition to be your partner. Among the younger ones anyway.

The older ones, are less concerned now by you fighting, and more by the younger ones who keep trying to be by your side (even if that's their spot) and try to keep them out of your way.

Every bump and cut you get is treated immediately by who ever reaches you first.

It's once again a race.

The group, as yandere's go, do not know how annoying they're being nor do they plan to stop.

If you told stories of your past conquests, it a mixed bag of awe, adoration and anger for you even being put there to begin with. These thoughts are not voiced however, and they instead stew and simmer and grow into their possessive tendencies.

Because they would protect you, honor you, worship you and you wouldn't have to worry about anything ever again. Not if you were with them, not if you stayed with them, not if you were in their Hyrule.

There's a slight knee jerk reaction when you bring out your items to take it away because it's dangerous. But not only would that piss you off, it would take away what little protection you have on your person and they don't want to take any risks when it comes to your safety.

I wouldn't share too much if I were you.

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Now as Individuals they're all different, obviously.

Let's explore that.

Time

He's the most dangerous

I'm starting this off with that

I'm talking the most calculating, scheming and devious of the whole group

He know he's in charge and that the others will listen to him regardless if they actually agree with him or not

Because he's the leader

His grip on the group lessens as time goes by and their unity dissipates

But he's delusional and he doesn't realize it

However, because he's already in this position, he takes it upon himself to take care of you

And others let him

Less work for them to focus on when they can be by your side instead

You never have watch

You're always in the middle of the group

He'd gladly send the boys ahead of you into danger to make sure that they deal with it before you even get there.

The others let him with little thought because it's for you

So they go for it

Time however, is somehow, never the one to go ahead, instead waiting behind (with you) while they go ahead and deal with the issue

He gets away with this 8/10 times

Mostly because he rotates who's he's sacrificing

Dad! Time is not here- not anymore

But he lets them near you because he's only biding his time

You're meant to be

Soulmates, if you will

If a little time with you is all those boys need to stay in line and listen to him then he'll allow it

Because they're only boys

He's a man through and through

They have nothing on him

And you deserve more than a mere boy

He has some other concerns on his mind while the boys fight each other like street dogs

Time has to think about your future together so he daydreams the most out of the group.

He doesn't really have a home and a roof over his head for himself- let alone you and he knows he'd have to change that

He thinks about staying as a permanent employee at Lon Lon Ranch

He can save enough money

Buy a house

Maybe some land

And enough things for you and him to make a comfortable life without any worries

Maybe even start a family?

The dream is a reprieve form the headache that are other boys who won't leave you alone

Pray you don't end up in his Hyrule

EVER

This is just the gateway he'd be waiting for to keep you all to himself

Fighter or not it's dangerous to travel with them

You're in danger

And he won't stand for that.

He doesn't know how exactly he'd do it

But he plans to leave you at Lon Lon Ranch, waiting for him, for when he comes back after the mission

He'd have to find some kind of way to actually keep you there and find you when you inevitably try to leave the Ranch

But he's traveled all over his Hyrule

There's no place you could go that he doesn't know about

As the adult of the group, he'd step over all the others

He's not going to listen to them when they try to stop him

They don't know as much as he does

They haven't experienced as much as he has

He knows that this is the best and only option to ensure that you're safe and well taken care of

He'd doesn't mind leaving you as prisoner to the Gerudo instead either if the others start to really get pushy

It won't be comfortable and it won't be glamorous

But they'll definitely keep you in one place

And he can walk in whenever he wanted thanks to that note from the chief from a time long ago

Pick you up, take you away and you'll be his

He daydreams a lot

And he knows that you'll choose him

You have to

He's the best and only option

He's never felt happier thinking about you and the life you'll both have

He's struggled so much anyway

Maybe you were the blessing the goddesses owed him for all his work in his youth

And surely they aren't so cruel to give you to him and then take you away by some monster attack or some terrible unforeseen fate

He can't have that either

So he'll take the first and best out he's given

But while you're here with him...

He's looking at you like you're magic

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Warrior

Warrior is the least dangerous

He knows the feel of being on the receiving side of someone's obsession

He was ignorant for a long time about it

But he wasn't sure how to feel comfortable in his own skin again when he found out about it

He can see how the others are starting to show similar obsessive tendencies and tries to mitigate what he can

He does a lot of damage control

It's what he's trying to do anyway- he's not very successful

Warrior is the one who's challenging their train of thought

Why do they think this is ok? Why don't they ask you for your opinion? Why do they not give some time alone to recharge? Why don't they lay off?

Because it's totally for your benefit- AND THEIRS

Because it's not ok

He doesn't see himself follow the exactly same train of thought

He doesn't see himself doing what they're doing

He's just annoyed that they're the ones doing it

Warrior becomes the very definition of hypocrite.

However- because he's the one acting as your advocate- the others don't consider him as much as a threat and therefore more inclined to listen to him at this point in time than Time himself

It also means that they don't fight him as much when he wants time with you. Mostly because in their eyes, he's not interested

They're wrong

At some point in Warrior's attempt to keep the group together and keep you from going crazy or hating all of them, he begins to gain ulterior motives in his mission

He begins to play the role in an attempt to win you over.

Because- see, he's not like them

He won't violate your space

Go through your stuff

Or keep you from doing what you love

He's the one to say you should join them in fights, that you should stay, that you can hold your own

Since he's the main strategist in the group, he takes into account your skills and always places you at a distance from the fight or from the most obsessive the group.

He knows that their one track mind could kill you or them and there's still the darkness to defeat.

They don't have the luxury to afford this kind of distractions

When the others aren't paying attention to him, he'd pepper you with compliments and flirty lines, playing up his charm and suave attitude

He becomes the perfect gentleman

You'd never know that he's crazy

Just join him and be with him- that's all he wants

He loves you so what more is there to offer you?

He's got the status, the looks and the means to take care of you so you wouldn't have to worry about anything else

He'd be the best husband that Hyrule has ever seen

He'd hate to have the group scare you off with how over the top they've all been.

He knows the group is being annoying with being by your side all the time and how they don't let you be and how there's always someone by your side even when you're at your final straw

Warrior is the one who takes over guarding you when you need to pee or bath and actively argues on your behalf to let you take care of your hygiene.

He's not always successful but it's the thought that counts right?

Hyrule agrees with him most of the time and since Hyrule seems to be the only one who still cares (somewhat) about the mission, they make an agreement

Warrior isn't at all concerned about the others and know that you'd come around to him eventually.

Since he's not like the others

You're his first thought in the morning, his last thought when he rests his head to sleep and there's nothing that he hasn't been doing that wasn't for you

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Hyrule

Hyrule is the least possessive

Mostly because of his low confidence.

I've mentioned in a previous post that is unrelated to this, his love language is physical touch- so he's all over you

There always have to be some way that he's holding you- whether its a hand on your shoulder or the small of your back, maybe he's holding your hand or maybe he's just pinched the edge of your tunic

But he's careful to not go beyond what you're comfortable with

He doesn't want to you to pull away from him

Because the others will not hesitate to push and pull him away if you so much as hinted at not wanting him near you

So he plays it cool

Hyrule also gets concerned when there's too many injuries to go around and he needs to heal the group

Because if you hurt then he can't spare anything else to help you

It's one of the few things he thinks that he's useful for- so if he can't do this little thing for you then why does he bother?

There's so many other guys here that could easily sweep you off of your feet and have so much more to offer you

He doesn't have any land

He doesn't have a house

His Hyrule... isn't the most welcoming and he doesn't like the idea of bringing you from one dangerous situation to another

Especially since he's being hunted for sport back home

It doesn't stop him from trying to win your heart obviously and he tries to show you and win you over in whatever little ways he can.

He's the gentlest with you

Whatever hurting you, he'll heal

Whatever scaring you, he'll deal with

Whatever danger comes your way, he'll end it's miserable existence

He- like Time- daydreams a lot but he's trying to live for the moment

He's almost resigned in a way- that you won't pick him

He knows they're on borrowed time, he knows that something dangerous can take you away from them or that he could be the one to be taken away instead

So he's trying to make up for it in the time that you do have together and spend every second by your side that he can

Because the group gets a little more reckless in their attempts to impress you and be dealt with (whether you're healing them and tending to their wounds or just yelling at them)

He heals the group a lot little less

If they're going to be stupid and get hurt- then he's not going to waste his magic when they're only going to do the same thing the next day

Soon, with enough time and patience, Hyrule begins to hoard all the healing potions as well.

It's an attempt to keep them away from you so when they're hurt he can step in and just get them healed up in a minute

But it also works to keep the group from getting too reckless

It's not his intention but he takes it as it is

If they get hurt too much anyway then that just means less competition for him to deal with and a higher chance with you!

Because of his low confidence about you actually ending up with him, he becomes one of the more mission minded of the group, probably right after Warrior

Since they both have their sights on eradicating the darkness instead of focusing on their love lives (for different reasons) this is the first alliance to be formed

Hyrule wants you to be his but he's at a crossroad

He knows Warrior has a lot of charm to win you over and has the means to make sure you live a good life

He knows it's more than he can ever give you

But he's fairly certain he can take Warrior in a fight

One well timed Thunder Strike and Warrior wouldn't stand a chance

Not to mention that they've been fighting side by side now, so he knows what to look for to bring him down

He doesn't think it'll come to that though

Warrior doesn't seem that interested with you anyway so he doesn't worry about him

Which just leaves the problem of winning your heart

He wonders what life would be like he can love like you do

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Twilight

Twilight is the most protective

It's his wolf instincts and his caretaker instincts combined.

He's used to being the one to look after everyone else

Being his village's primary babysitter and all

But wolves are family animals and they protect their mates

He's the one to fight to keep you away from the fights, whether you can handle yourself or not

He can Four agree with this and it's the second alliance that forms

You must be protected at all costs and there's many things around that can injure you, or worse

So they both try their hardest to keep you safe and secure

If bubble wrap existed in Hyrule you would have been wrapped in it and then wrapped again for good measure.

He's the first to run up to you and the first to drag over Hyrule or someone with a fairy or a potion to treat you

He's not afraid to start punching anything that dares to threaten you

Forget the sword

He'll just start swinging... or maybe just go full Woflie even if he's not in his form and go for the jugular

He lets you ride on Epona more often than not and refuses to let you work more than you should

He's quick to carry things for you

He tries to impress you by being a handy man and tries to fix whatever he can get his hands on for you

He's not good at it

But he tries

His love language is acts of service so he's trying

You don't really need his help though

But let him get it out

And tell him that he's doing a good job please, for your sake

He talks a lot about his home life with you and he ask a lot of questions about your own

He's comparing notes

Trying to see what way of life you'd be more comfortable with and how he can accommodate to it

He tries to win you over with the simple life and he paints pretty pictures of having a ranch and a farm and letting you have all and any animals you want

Wolfie make an appearance every other day instead of simply whenever it's convenient

If you're a dog lover then it's even better.

Twilight is not afraid of taking advantage of it to give you all the kisses and cuddles he can get away in his other form

The others would have to fight the each other just to get kisses from you but Wolfie gets special privilege's

He gets kisses no problem

He's not above using it to his advantage

Epona is always on Twilight side and while he's in wolf form, he tells her all about you and how much he loves you and all the ways he finds you amazing and spectacular

Because you're riding Epona more often than not, he tells her to watch after you and to keep your safe and to get to a safe area if they ever get ambushed

She doesn't know how human romance works, so she agrees.

Link is her master and her best friend, so she trusts him with her life and you're important to him, clearly, so you're important to her too

He's not going to lose you like he lost Midna

She left him behind with barely a glance behind

You won't leave him at all

He'll make sure of it

The others won't take you away from him either

Four seems to be the one who's most on his side right now and together they can lessen the competition

He'd hate to fight the guy and maybe they can come to an understanding but he knows he's got the brute strength that Four lacks not to mention Wolfie and Epona as well

So maybe he'll listen to reason

His world used to be so grey with no change in either direction

An eternal twilight

You became his light in the gloom

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Sky

Sky is the least violent

He actually falls in the middle of both protectiveness and jealousy.

But he's more set on letting each of the boy pick each other off (not unlike Time) and then he'll figure out who's left over to deal with them then.

Sky also isn't one to fight off the other people who you interact with

He's not going to go confront the person or drag you away and definitely not going to start swinging

He still feels uncomfortable if you aren't by his side but he'll make up for it when you're done by sticking to your hip

Sky doesn't want you to feel cramped by only talking to the group

But he does get a little jumpy when you're beyond his line of sight.

That being said- he will let you out of his sight

Not for long periods of time, mind you, but he's not going to be in your shadow the entire time or demand to be glued to your hip

He's arguably the most normal out of the group- the least yandere if you will

Still crazy though

Sky is also one to agree with Warrior and Twilight.

He's not a part of any alliance but between wanting you to be safe and still wanting you to be healthy and clean (he knows how being clean helps out ones moral and he doesn't want you to be depressed when you're with them) he'd let them do the fighting and arguing for him and when they lose a bit, he'll say something and add to their cause

He's trying to be chill and he plays on his harp when you're nearby.

If you come sit next him to listen and chill- he will absolutely be over the moon

He will go through some of your things to make sure you have anything and everything you'd need for their adventure

But he won't take away your weapons or go through your diary (he wouldn't be able to read it anyway)

He does try to ask you in some roundabout way if he has permission to do that.

It'll be long winded and vague and a total play on words, so be careful to what you agree with when he asks something of you

Sky although is the least violent, that's in regards to other humans

Monsters have learned to keep away from him when he's on the battle field and if they haven't learned that...

They will

He's the one that tries to have your relationship mature and grow naturally.

Sky is going to simply be your friend first and show you that he has your best interest at heart

So when you talk to him about your problems and how the others are driving you crazy, he'll give you advice, tell you he's on your side and openly give you outs to avoid the others.

If you want time alone and the others begin looking for you, he'll tell them you went in the other direction and he'll send them on a wild goose chase.

Since he's on your side, he tells you to at least let him know where you're going and for how long so he can distract the others.

He's not concerned about you running away, since the others are going to do the work for him

Four and Twilight and Wolfie can find and hunt you down in a heart beat and you'll be together again

He won't blame you for running away, there's a lot of people who won't leave you alone in the group and it annoys him too

And Hyrule, Wind and Time keep you within the group and close by so he never has to worry about not knowing where you are at all times

Warrior and Wild keep you well fed and well taken care of

And Legend makes sure that you always have a potion on you and has even given some power rings to ensure your safety

So all he has to do is butter you up by being the least persistent of them all and you'll fall for him and you can be together forever and ever and even be the start of Hyrule as everyone knows it

Wouldn't that be nice?

While he may not be the most musically inclined of the group, he's the one to serenade you when he gets the chance

He plays his harp more often than not, trying to get the notes out that he hears in his head when he looks at you

His life was such a simple song before you came along but now... It's a symphony, he wants you to know this

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Four

Four is the most controlling

He's the one putting restrictions on you left and right and is the one to never want you to leave his side- let alone his line of sight.

You see, he's got these voices in his head that bounce ideas off of each other.

When one might be, hey that guy is talking to you

The other responds with, he's close to you too

One might say, you're smiling and it's beautiful

Another says, why is it directed at that guy?

Which snowballs to, you're a little too close, a little too nice, is he flirting? Has he touched you? Is he trying to make a move?

And then he's even more possessive and it grows and spirals and next thing he knows, he's next to you again and chewing the poor guy out for no reason when it was a simple conversation about the weather and directions.

And that's in public

Now add in the threat of monsters and traps and many other dangerous that surround the group as a whole

He's paranoids in the extreme

So when Twilight suggests that they tie you to Epona and keep you where he they can always see you, he's the first to agree

In fact he feels as if Twilight is the only one who's actually looking out for your well being

Wind tries to throw fits and get the two of them to back off but he's just a kid, what does he know? He should know better anyway, he knows how dangerous this journey is going to get, so why is Wind trying to actively put you in harms way?

Twilight a least can get Wind to listen to reason and Twilight's better at explaining it than he is so while Four'll yell, Wind is really Twilight's problem.

He doesn't like the idea of fighting is friends but he can see that well... He's the only to notice that they're not as close as they used to be when you first joined.

He thinks that Warrior can feel it but Four is the one who'll say it out loud.

Four is actually the most trigger happy out of all them, he's not afraid to break character and yell at some poor passerby who's too foolish enough to even look in your direction

He's the angry guard dog in public and it's a little hard to reign him most of the time

Twilight agree with him in this but he's also the one to hold him back

The last thing they need is to be kicked out of town

But if while you're there maybe he can get something for you?

He's the kind of person to make something for their beloved but he only knows how to make weapons and tools

Things that he's never going to give to you and actively tries to keep them away from at all costs

Yes, if you have your own weapons he'll also try to take them away

He'd rather see you angry than injured

No, he does not see how being weaponless in a fight will lead to more injuries and no, he not going to listen to those who try to tell him that.

Maybe he can learn how to make jewelry and gift that instead?

A pretty thing like yourself should be adorned in more beauty.

And he can save enough to make it with rubies and diamonds and any gold that he can salvage in Hyrule

He'd give you and make you anything you want

You'd be dripping in jewels if he had it his way

He also knows that the voices try to point out his flaws and all the ways that he's really not that appealing to any potential partners

It doesn't matter that he's merged and they all have the same flaws

But whenever he's next to you and things are calm, the voices are quiet and he feels like him

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Wild

Wild is the Most violent

Like Four, he does not care if it's a simple conversation, if someone else is taking up your time and attention then he will want to start swinging.

He's usually held back by Warrior and Time since Twilight typically has to restrain Four

But if you're in danger? Real danger?

He becomes the equivalent of the Fierce Deity, no mask required

The battle field becomes a blood bath by his hand alone

Sure the others will want to to cause some destruction as well and destroy any and all threats to you, but Wild goes the extra mile

Forget Twilight going feral, he has an excuse- but Wild?

He'll go ballistically feral, even going as far to drop his weapons to rip into the threats with his hands and teeth

He has to make sure there's absolutely nothing in between you and him

He's not afraid to throw away his whole good guy reputation and even the reputation of the hero in order make sure he's the last man standing

Wild is now taking notes on how the the group fights and how they defend themselves, defend you and try to figure out the best ways to take them down

If there was ever to be a physical fight within the group, he'll not only be a part of it but most likely also the instigator

Wild has already lost all his friends and family before, he can't afford to lose anyone else

Besides his Hyrule has so much more to offer you than some of the others

Not to mention he has his own house- in a safe village- with low monsters around it- and barely any reason to think that he wouldn't be able to provide for you

He's got the rupees he needs from his monster farming and everything's nearby. Whatever he can't get, he can teleport to and he wouldn't have to leave you alone for long periods of time.

Wild goes out of his way to buy you clothes since the others have taken care of your other needs (much to his chagrin)

But he also makes sure you have the best portions of the meals he makes

He keep tracks how much you ate and when

He always there to give you a snack if you even mention of being peckish

He knows the others won't mind if he dotes in this manner

Not only because it's for you...

He has all the food anyway.

When he sees that you're wearing Legend's old tunic, he instantly hates it

He and Legend are less of an alliance and merely on tolerable terms- not that Legend notices or cares- because of this and Wild knows that your clothes have taken a lot battery

He wants to you be warm and protected

But he also has a lot of extra outfits

So he takes a page out of Legend's book and gives you some as well

He's a little disappointed you don't wear them as often but he knows that most of them are specialized for certain terrain- Legend's is more of a catch all kind of deal so he can understand the need for general uses

He's not happy about it

But he understands

The crazy thing is, you wouldn't want to end up in his Hyrule either

Pray you never do

Like Time, Wild has been all over his Hyrule and has traveled to all the nooks and crannies

He knows that he can hide you away without the others ever knowing what happened to you

Not even Wolfie would be able to track you

Why?

Because (and this is from AoC) he can teleport more than one person at a time, so he can just take you far away and somewhere secluded, somewhere where you wouldn't be able to leave

Hebra region? In the cabin where he learned how to shield surf? Or play the snow bowl game?

Gerudo Wasteland?

Akkala Region? With Robbie? It's hard to get past the guardians and the high level monsters...

Or maybe ditch you in the mountains with Paya in Kakariko Village?

Or maybe leave you on the Great Plateau? You can't get down without a paraglider...

Life with you is the only reason he's still on this journey instead of just taking you and leaving

The darkness is still around and it threatens his future with you

But it looks bright in his head when all is over and he's so happy that he met you

Life is now pink! And he won't take off his rose tinted glasses any time soon!

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Legend

Legend is the most possessive

As some people have headcanoned in the past, he has a problem letting things go

He's lost so many people he cares about- he knows that items are a little harder to lose

He's the Collector- the Hoarder

Naturally when he sees something that he wants, he'll stop at nothing to make it his.

However, since he has a problem coming into direct contact with his own feelings, he's projecting

Legend instead tries to keep you at arms length and fails miserably

He doesn't want to fall for someone only to have them be ripped form him again, and again and again,

He cares for the group still even after their disagreements and eventually mistrust

He doesn't want to leave this little family they've made for themselves and has disillusioned himself into thinking that he can save it before it's too late

But in his fairytale ending, you're with him

Legend, though, still knows that their time will end and everyone will eventually go home so by the time everyone begins fighting and jealousy runs amuck, he's trying to hold everyone at arms length

When you don't give him attention, he's prone to get angry and may very well at times act like he hates you

He doesn't like it when you so much as breath in someone else's direction

You're his and his alone, why is anyone else even worth your time and energy?

But he's not going to say this out loud

So he's frustrated with himself and pouts often

So he's stuck in a cycle of self hatred and jealousy and not willing to do something to change it

But when you do give him attention, he's melts into a puddle

He's at your beck and call if so much as say his name

There's very little that he isn't willing to do for you or get for you, anything to make you happy

He's also quick to give you power rings to protect you even if he's against you fighting

Legend is also going to give you an extra tunic if (/when) your clothes take too much damage and they're too far gone for him to fix

It's a power move on his part

Not only does he feel giddy with boyish excitement when he sees you in his old tunic (that definitely has some kind of magical properties to ensure your safety), it's also him marking you as his property

And the others know it

Wild does a similar thing so you can at least have a change of clothes but Legend is quick to tailor them when you're not looking to not fit you and be uncomfortable

He's the one going through your things for sure

He need to know that he's the one who's taking care of you

He needs to know you have everything you need

He needs to know if there's anything that you're lacking so that he can sweep in and provide it for you

He's not really planning on taking out the competition or is planning beyond keeping you by his side for the day

He (like Hyrule) is living for the moment, because he's afraid he's going to blink and you'd be gone and there would be nothing else left for him

But you won't be gone

He's going to make sure of that

He's got tunnel vision for sure

But since he's also trying to not fall for you and get his heart broken, it becomes a game of hot and cold with a whole lot of minefields in between that could set him off for (what looks like) no reason

He hates you- no he doesn't- he wants nothing to do with you- he wants to be your everything- he's not going to write you poetry or braid your hair or fall asleep listening to your heart beat- he would kill for that to be his reality- he hates that you're all he's able to think about now- don't leave him please

He's not crushing

He's not

He is

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Wind

Wind is the least protective- Still protective but arguably not to the degree of the others

You see, he knows that the others protect him because he's the youngest

And he's not blind

He can see that they're just as, if not more, protective over you

He can see how you hate it and how much it annoys you

He's not going to make that same move

And as a bonus, since the others are protecting you anyway, why should he put in the work and protect you as well?

There's enough people watching you all the time

With the others taking care of it, he can plan on winning you over

He's going to give you as much freedom as he's able to get away with

It'll put him as your favorite

This immediately puts him at a crossroads with Four who's somehow a hair's breadth away from tying you up and chaining you together by the wrists

They fight against each other the most

He plans on marrying you

It's honestly in the same degree of young children that say they're growing to grow up and marry their dad or their mom

Because obviously you marry the person you love and you stay with them for the rest of your life

And he loves you.

So that's what he plans to do

Win you over is step one

Then he (and you) just need to wait a few years for him to get older

And then he'll marry you

He does not see a problem with this plan

Typically I make the reader the same age as him to avoid the worst of it but in this case, this does not matter

I'd say that if you're older, he'd get more easily attached to giving you the freedom you've been missing

With him by your side obviously

Because you're older- you're an 'adult'- you can take care of yourself

You're so cool in his eyes

The others, naturally, see a problem with this

Not only out of jealously at the very thought of it not being them to marry you but because they know he's young and if you're older, (say closer to Twilight and Warrior's age) then they can see the problem it'll prove to be for you from a moral stand point

The others (mainly Legend and Four) bully tease him when you're not around about how selfish he is to even think about making you wait, when you could easily marry one of them instead, so why would you ever choose him?

He tries not to let it get to him because he does hang out with you more than they get to- so maybe they're really just jealous that his plan is working

Wind has the more innocent approach to this whole ordeal out of the whole group

His obsession isn't healthy, obviously, but he at least the excuse of being young and not knowing how to deal with crushes

Because he's awkward with it, (and he knows it) he's actually pretty quick to shut away the worst of it when he's spending time with you, less you think he's weird and push him away

Not only does he not want that to happen, but he's heard the others come up to you countless times regarding him and his behavior and if you'd like him to leave you alone

Because they will deal with him if you so much as say one word of annoyance

The choice is yours

If you indulge him when he wants your attention then he's more like himself and becomes the most normal out of the whole group

He becomes the him when you first joined

Before the obsession

Wind becomes your safest bet in terms of keeping your sanity intact and it's the groups saving grace to keep up any illusion that they're still normal

Wind is dealing with a highly flammable vial of puppy love concentrate

All in the form of budding teenage yandere hormones

If you had met him any later in his life, the cocktail would have no doubt exploded into the form of the other's behavior and he'd seem like a completely different person instead

He's almost like a lost puppy, always following you around and being in your shadow

It would be cute if he wasn't crazy

Wind adores you though and he wants you to know that

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eternally--mortal · 2 years

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I keep thinking about the adults of New Rome.

I’ve seen a couple of people ranting about how the Romans are jerks for making actual children fight their battles (which I am also not ok with, btw. But it’s interesting because the Roman gods seem to be more well revered, but the adult Romans are carrying out the same negative traits we see in the Greek gods: being absent and elitist about who can live amongst them; making the kids do the fighting and earn a place of safety rather than actually caring for them; etc).

To lead into this, I’m going to start with Another interesting topic: the characterization of Jason and his one-track, duty-bound mind. A lot of people complain about it (and they absolutely have a right to because we were robbed of some decent character development), but in reality it reminds me a Ton of Aeneas (from, you know, The Aeneid, which is the Trojan version of the fallout of the Trojan war and the eventual founding of Rome by Aeneas himself).

Aeneas spends most of the epic bound by his duty to the gods. There’s no balance in his life. He gives up absolutely everything for the gods. He leaves Dido because the gods tell him to (which ends up being a big mess because she’s, you know, a person with feelings, and also his wife, and also the Queen of Carthage —Carthage which ends up being the number one enemy of Rome). But at the end of the epic—and I mean the very, very end—Aeneas turns around and goes ‘you know what, screw this. I’m finally going to care about myself’ and he makes a decision that completely excludes the will of the gods and focuses on his own emotional needs. And it’s seen as a negative.

(So a lot of people have varied opinions about this, but imo the lesson of The Aeneid is that you have to have a balance between duty and your own desires. Pure duty without caring for yourself is a negative. Pure emotion and focus on self care is seen as a negative because it excludes the needs of the people you care about. Both situations cause a disregard for people and for the future. By leaving Dido behind, Aeneas is ignoring the effect he’ll have on her, on her people, and on his own future people. But killing Turnus in a rage out of his love for Pallas, Aeneas ignores the will of the gods and creates potential consequences for his people in the future.)

(That last note gets into some themes from works like Beowulf that depict cultures where warprizes are taken. Turnus is wearing Pallas’ belt as a prize for slaying him —a negative cultural practice that causes bloodbaths between countries that are trying to make peace. The opposing sides go ‘hey, we can’t make peace. You’re wearing my grandpa’s sword. Give that back ya nasty foreigner’, and it becomes a never-ending cycle of hate and anger. Here Aeneas is contributing to that.)

It’s interesting because we see the duty side of Aeneas so concretely in Jason, and we see the emotional side more clearly in Percy and Annabeth. And I think this is reflective of the Romans and Greeks in general.

The Roman are sitting there looking at the gods going ‘ok. This is how it is. We send the kids out to train and do the dirty work. Then we get to grow up and educate ourselves in other things and do our duty by founding a society that will enable them to do the same. It’s just a part of the cycle. The gods want it this way, so this is how it is.’

The Greeks are sitting there going ‘this is shit. Imma do what I want. Our parents are idiots. They’re basically just mascots for our cabins.’

Which is an oversimplification of both parties, but I think it captures the general atmosphere.

Because the Roman adults do absolutely nothing when their army of children discovers ‘oh wait. Greeks exist’ and proceeds to elect one of them as Praetor (not in that order, but, like, the drama).

The adults of New Rome have absolutely Zero say in whether or not it’s ok to invite a bunch of strange Greeks into camp on their flying war ship. And they show us absolutely no response when Leo is possessed and attacks New Rome. Instead an army of demigod kids goes to attack Camp Half-Blood.

You just know that if the Greeks had adults, they would have been throwing down at that point.

Which means that the Romans must be absolutely entrenched in an Aeneid-style culture (unless you want to call it bad writing. Which I think is a 100% reasonable argument) which is so interesting in comparison to, say, emperors like Nero who would have been attacking and burning everything just for the sake of it.

With those options in front of me, I have to say that I would much rather have passive adult Romans. Because, in the past, their adult leaders have been fairly insane.

—Honestly the difference might come from the variance between Roman Demigod culture (Aeneas) vs Roman Mortal culture (Nero).

Vs the Greeks who are still entrenched in Shame Culture. Annabeth grew up thinking that going on Quests and winning glory was the best thing ever. She revered Luke for just having a Quest in the first place. Only after going on multiple Quests did she start really thinking ‘this is a shit life. We can’t live like this. There has to be something better’. Likewise, characters like Clarisse aligned themselves strongly with their godly parents. Just like the Ancient Greek nations, Camp Half-Blood isn’t one entity. It’s a bunch of islands patched together. Cabins regularly squabble and, even in the midst of a vicious war, half of them are fighting each other instead of helping each other.

Which tells us that there’s something about the Greek vs the Roman gods that influences the way their children behave.

Let’s remember that demigods are Half god. It’s completely possible that the rules that govern the gods also partially influence the demigods on an internal, subconscious level. In the same way that names have value and that notoriety gives the gods more power. Could it be that a demigod also grows more powerful based on how many people know them and have heard stories about them? The ancient Greeks certainly used to obsess over forging long-lasting stories of their exploits (more Shame-Honor culture again). Maybe demigod power levels and power manifestations are determined, in part, based on how your fellow demigods and the monsters you face see you. (Consider: the more myths and legends there are about Dark!Percy amongst the monster underground, the more he feels compelled to tap into that side of himself when facing them. It’s an interesting thought.)

But let’s go back to the problem of Duty vs Self-Care (actually ‘Passions’ is probably a better word for this because Self-Care has a purely positive connotation):

Percy and Annabeth have been dancing along this sliding scale throughout the books with far more internal emotional examination than a person who purely looks at ‘duty’ vs ‘self-care’ (which also fits because Greeks were historically and culturally far more philosophical and inward-viewing). Annabeth disregards rules that don’t make sense to her. Percy disregards rules that come from authority figures he doesn’t trust. Both of them view ‘duty’ as an inwardly determined detail —a mix of their traditional authority figures and their personal emotional experience. But that’s not enough. They’re still getting thrown into the fire and their friends are still dying and facing consequences for their actions and inaction. They’ve even tried removing themselves from the situation and it’s still not enough. Because they care about people like Jason and they weren’t there to help him when he might have needed them. They’re only really scratching the surface of that journey. And I don’t think they’ll be happy to end up like the Romans—just sitting out of it with the excuse that ‘it’s their duty, not mine. I’m needed elsewhere’.

The only way to really move forward is to make their own safe place for Greek demigods in the long-term. And to change the culture with them so that kids don’t have to go through the same cyclical process that they did with no way out.

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doppopoppo · 3 years

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Bundle of Feelings

|| Uramichi Daily Headcanon ||

|| Warnings: married, minor cussing, angst, argument ||

|| Uramichi • F!Reader ||

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Silence.

Everything was silent.

The only thing that could be heard were the trees rustling outside. The curtains swaying softly and hitting the glass door. The fridge is running in the background. And the heavy breathing of two adults. Hearts pounding in their chests. Both afraid the other may hear their heart wanting to explode into a volcanic mess.

Otherwise, silence.

Y/N hasn’t seen her husband this mad since she last saw him interact with his father. Uramichi was red in the face, a scowl permanently settled atop his facial features. The way he was holding her hand, squeezing it tightly for mental support. She doesn’t even remember what they were even arguing about, as her father-in-law bickered about the most minuscule of things.

Today, however, Uramichi’s anger was directed at her. She had thrown out all of his beer and cigarettes. His wife was tired of having to deal with a drunk husband more nights than she wanted. Only sleeping when he was wasted and slurring out cuss words. The heavy smell of tobacco following his trail, making her scrunch up her nose in disgust. Coughing whenever she walks by as he puffs out smoke. None of these were healthy coping mechanisms. She genuinely wanted to help her husband figure out and find better alternatives. Healthier options. One that wouldn’t harm his health.

As a gymnast, shouldn’t he know better?

Little did she know, her actions would cause Uramichi to have an outburst. The most the two fought over what to eat for dinner, junk food or protein filled. He began the argument by yelling at her. Then proceeded to belittle her, what can she know? How stupid can she be?

She cried and tried to calm him down, but he wouldn’t listen. “It's for your own good!” Y/N sniffled, “why can’t you see that?” She was hugging her own body. Unsure if it was for comfort or out of fear; maybe both?

Uramichi sighed and rubbed his forehead, “I’m a grown man. I can make my own fucking choices for fucks sake, Y/N!” He’s never used such vulgar vocabularies with her before, this was a first.

She didn’t want to change Uramichi, instead help diminish the fire inside of him. The one his father lit and kept throwing gasoline at it.

“You won’t grow like this, dear. If you want a brighter future and to help your depression, we need to start fixing your bad habits.” She emphasized ‘we’. Because they were in this together.

Uramichi had yet another strenuous day at work, all he wanted was to drink beer until he passed out. His wife’s cuddles no longer lulled him to sleep. Her sweet whispers felt meaningless. Only cigarettes could help him calm his mind down. Yet, she still tried to reason with him. Saying bullshit about seeing a therapist, hanging out with friends more often, or going outside that’s not the gym.

“I know your fathers did horrible things to you. Such as forcing you into something you didn’t want to do. But you have to stop living in the past. Stop blaming your father for your future, which is your present now.” His wife tried to get close to him to bring him into a hug.

Enraged at her words, “Oh my god, I could just hit you right now!” Uramichi threw the nearest dumbbell to him across the room. She heard a vase shatter, the one that was a hand me down from her mother.

“What the hell do you know!? You’ve lived a nice and spoiled life, no inch of worries. No wonder you’re such a stubborn brat half the time.” His words were like a sharp knife cutting through her heart.

She bent down over the broken pieces of vase. Shattered just like her heart. Uramichi’s eyes and mind were clouded in red rage. He hasn’t realized he broke an important item. One that was personally given to them by his mother-in-law. The woman who entrusted her daughters happiness to him.

“Stop.” Y/N whispered. “Stop this right now!” She shouted at him. New, hot tears fell from Y/N’s eyes as she held into the broken vase pieces. She was in shock that her husband was willing to get physical over beers and cigarettes. This wasn’t what he promised to her on the day of their wedding vows.

“You’re no different from your father, Uramichi.” She stood up. “An abuser raised another abuser. I can’t have this cycle continue.” Y/N went to put on her coat.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Uramichi was irritated that she had the audacity to leave in the middle of an argument.

“Our child doesn’t need to witness what you witnessed your father do to you.” His wife glared at him.

Those words flipped a switch inside Uramichi. Child? But they didn’t have any children. Then it clicked, his wife was pregnant. Was that the real reason she wanted him to stop? Why didn’t she say so in a better way then? It was too late to ask her these though, because she already left the apartment.

The small apartment that used to be lovely thanks to his wife, now felt cold and lonely. The way it was before she came into his life. He took a look around the room and saw the mess he made. It might’ve been minor, but it left a big impact. Uramichi noticed the important vase he broke and ran out the door to catch up to his wife. Though she was nowhere to be seen. He sighed and went back inside and laid down on the couch. He screwed up big time.

When morning came, it was raining but the smell of food tickled his senses and woke him up. He slowly got up from the couch and went towards the kitchen. He found his wife in her favorite apron cooking breakfast.

“Morning.” She chirped. “I’m making American style sausage with scrambled eggs! Go sit at the table in the living room, I’ll be there in a minute.”

Questions ran through his head as he sat at the table on the floor. The broken vase pieces are gone, but so is the vase. Y/N’s eyes looked empty, betraying the big smile she displayed. He saw his wife bring the food to the table. He quickly got up and helped her. Likewise, he went to grab some additional items to set up the table for breakfast. Was last night a dream? No it couldn’t be.

The question was itching in Uramichi’s throat, he had to ask. “Why?”

Y/N looked up from her place, “why what?”

“Why'd you come back? I even broke your mother’s case.” He thought she walked out for good. He threatened to hit her. He vowed to never be like his father, and that’s exactly who he became last night. His nightmare coming to reality.

Y/N put her fork down, “Listen, we are married, way passed the dating phase. On our wedding day we vowed to love each other until death do’s us apart. It is both of our responsibilities to make sure the other is doing okay. Physically and mentally. You’re always there for me, dear. I want to be here for you this time, in what I think will help you. I’m sorry I threw out your beer and cigarettes without discussing it with you. I just want to see you make healthier choices for yourself.” she put her hand over his. “I found out about the baby after I made the decision a while back. It’s another reason now why I would like for you to stop, but the main reason here is you. This is about you and us helping you.” she stared at his eyes. “I don’t wish to change you, but help you. As for the vase, you can buy me another one.” She winked and giggled. “As long as we’re fine, it’s all that matters.”

It was a big change she was asking him to make. But he can take small steps. That’s what the couple decided on. To limit his alcoholic intake to certain days of the week. Same with his smoking. He didn’t have to quit, but he was trying not to be dependent on it. He has the strongest support laying next to him at night. Holding him tightly. Uramichi was truly excited to know he’ll become a father! He’s nervous, but he knew he’s not alone. He thinks about what he can do to be a better father than his was.

Author’s Note:

He needs a hug. And a raise.

Remember, who your parents are don’t define you. If something happened in the past, don’t let it define you and who you are today. It might hold you back from growing. Just remember to take care of your mental health! 💜

Enjoy!

#life lessons with uramichi #uramichi omota headcanon #big brother uramichi #uramichi omota #uramichi #anime x reader #uramichi angst #uramichi x reader #omota uramichi

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raggaraddy · 3 years

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Can you please do a yandere hyung line reaction to MC being jealous and tries to hide it ( For jin could you please make it as his wife has come back for a short holiday or something)

A/N: My brain did not want to do the writing thing the last couple of days, but I got there. I think these stories are good? but somehow they all ended up a bit soft. I hope you like them though 🤞 because it was a great request! Thank you 💜💜💜

@blacksnow160

Summary: Hyung line reaction when you get jealous.

Trigger warning: Smut, violence, blood-drinking, murder, abuse, yandere themes.

Alpha! Namjoon

Normally you didn't consider yourself clingy. You enjoyed your personal space and your time alone. But at the same time, you've also become accustomed to Namjoon dropping everything to take care of you. This entire week though, he's been preoccupied with a territorial issue, and the last 3 nights he hasn't even come to bed.

Leaving you feeling a little discarded, to say the least.

Nevertheless, you're a mature adult, and you were able to let it go with the knowledge that Namjoon is an Alpha who has responsibilities and knowing that he would still rather be with you.

It is, however, a comfort that you have trouble holding on to whenever you see the new girl around him. It's not like you're jealous. It's just that she doesn't seem to know how to behave respectfully or appropriately around Namjoon. She always stands too close or looks at him a bit too much, and she's way too touchy. Only his elbow, arm, or shoulder. But it's like, get your fucking hands off him.

Rationally, you know Joon is your mate and you own his heart, mind, and body. Still, it doesn't stop you from tossing restlessly, laying in bed at 2 am, once again alone. The two things added together making you feeling sour. Feeling sick of being sent away while this other girl gets to stick around being way too familiar with your Boyfriend.

Coming downstairs in your pyjamas, you weave in among the wolves working your way to Namjoon. Standing at the dining table, looking over a mess of paper, he notices you right away a small smile lifting the corners of his mouth.

"Y/n, what are you doing up?"He asks, checking his watch.

There she is again, right next to him. Her hand casually coming off his shoulder when she sees you.

"It's late. Go back to bed, Beautiful." he coos.

You ignore his instruction. Wrapping to his side by pushing yourself between him and this girl, creating space for yourself with a not-so-subtle shoving of your elbow into her arm. Smiling up at him sweetly as he accepts your presence, hugging you tightly.

"We're going to be busy most of the night. You should go to bed." he leans down to whisper, his breath tickling your ear. He's trying not to draw the focus from the rest of the table into your personal discussion.

"I'll go up when you come with me." You whisper back.

"It's going to be a few more hours still baby." He sighs, seeming frustrated with the circumstances.

"Then I'm staying here."

"You shouldn't-"

"Don't argue with me Kim Namjoon. You're not going to win this one." While it's said in jest, you also mean it. He'll have to drag you upstairs to make you go. And if he steps foot in that bedroom, you both know you'll be able to make him stay.

"Oh really?" He challenges, fighting the smile growing on his face, not wanting to encourage your mischievous behaviour.

Grabbing the collar of his black tee, you pull him down to your height, smacking your lips against his. Kissing him passionately and longingly. Something you haven't been able to do for nearly a full week.

Letting his shirt go, his smile is fully grown. His dimples on display.

"Really." You finalize, looking up at him coquettishly.

You can see the struggle playing in his mind. He's extremely tempted to throw you over his shoulder and take you upstairs right now, his wolf fighting to shirk his responsibilities and give in to desire. His chest rumbling lowly as he winks down at you.

"Okay baby." his fingers dig into your hips, "If you're gonna play dirty, you can stay." He teases with a chuckle. Resisting the bait.

Feeling calmed and relaxed on the warmth of his hold again, a smug sense of pride fills your chest. From the corner of your eye, you can see her attention on the two of you. Your ego is not able to resist, and you shoot a cold pointed glare at her. A smirk creeping onto your face as she looks down, avoiding your eye line.

"Seeing as it's late, do you wanna make coffee for everyone?" You order her in the form of a question, speaking loudly enough for both her and Namjoon to hear your sassy, obvious tone.

She looks a little stunned. She'd just been promoted to the inner circle for this problem-solving session, and she doesn't seem pleased at being asked to perform menial tasks. Trying to go over your head, she looks at the Alpha for confirmation. But he doesn't give it to her. Instead, you can feel him nod, supporting your order. A full smile filling your face as you get his backing.

"Of course, Luna." she obeys, looking a little dejected.

"Thank you." you shoo her to action with a sing-song voice. Curling into Namjoons side, you can't help but feel authoritative. And a little bit victorious.

King! Seokjin

It had been nearly two weeks since you had seen Jin last. As frustrating as it was, you were genuinely missing him. There was a kind of energy he had when it was just the two of you. Something that filled you, and without him you were feeling like your own spirit was draining away.

It would be okay though, today Jin was coming back from visiting his wife and children. You're sure he missed you just as much as you missed him. That he was as excited to see you, as you were to see him. You were a little worried knowing that you would have to satisfy his sadism first, but you can tolerate it, thinking that at least you'll get to see his smile.

As the day is drawing to an end, you've finished all your tasks but you refuse to retire for the night, certain the King is going to call for you at any minute. Feeling a mix of excitement and relief when the staff manager comes to collect you.

Nearly skipping you rush to the dining hall, having been instructed to serve dinner to the King and his guest. Working with another maid to bring the meals from the kitchen.

Walking in, the smile you were trying to conceal disappears completely. Your stomach dropping. Jin's guest is the Princess. His wife.

You have to control your expression to hide your distress, feeling sick while serving him. His wife never comes down. She hasn't in a year and a half. Jin doesn't even really like her. It doesn't make sense why she's here.

With a curt bow, you remove the closh and place the plate down. Meeting the King's eye for a moment, you do your best to placify your appearance. Your efforts cracking when you see his lips pulling ever so slightly into a knowing smile.

He dismisses the other maid, but not you. Sending you to the waiting station by the wall. You're stuck watching over their conversation. Feeling more and more insecure as you look at the Princess's regality and beauty. Getting more frustrated as your mind runs rampant.

How long is she going to stay? It doesn't seem like they brought the Princes, so she has to go back soon. And what kind of mother leaves her children alone? It doesn't even matter that she's here, you know Jin likes you more. So what if she is really pretty, he can't hurt her like he can you. You make him happy. She's just a prop he was given to secure a treaty. He actually chose you.

Slowly, you're building yourself into a craze. Making yourself feel sad until the very end of the meal. Finally, their dinner date ends and he stands, kindly bowing to see her off. Leaving only you and him in the hall.

Relaxing back in his seat, he finishes the remainder of his drink.

"Y/n." Holding his empty glass to the side, he calls you over. You follow his gesture and top up his cup. Avoiding looking directly at him again. Pacing back to your place when he stops you.

"Come here." He grins, enjoying how uncomfortable you are. "You met my wife today." He pushes the difficult topic, again probing for your reaction.

Nodding softly, you're trying to not let your bitterness out. You know Jin doesn't like it when you pout.

"Are you jealous Princess?" He holds his hand out for you to take, leading you closer to him. Leaning back to create a space for you on his lap. Guiding you over him with your legs spread.

"No, your Majesty." You shake your head, your pause and hesitation giving away the truth.

Jin's gentle touch comes off your hand, his grip instead ripping back your hair, arching your back and nearly yanking you off of his lap. Biting back a shriek, you can't keep entirely quiet, whimpering as his fist curls tighter and closer to your scalp.

"Are you lying to me?" His mouth latches onto your shoulder, biting into your muscle vindictively. Unbridling that scream you had tried to smother.

"Yes. I'm sorry your Majesty!" you cry out, tears building in your eyes. "I'm jealous. I missed you. I want you-" all the truth is pouring out, but you hesitate worried you're being too bold, "all to myself."

His grip comes out of your hair. His hand instead raking down your chest, leaving painful red marks as each nail digs along the skin. Continuing lower, tearing the buttons on your dress. Yanking down your bra also, exposing your breasts. His other hand hikes the fabric up around your thighs, stopping on your waist, lowering your hips into him.

Pinching your nipple, he draws you closer until his lips are just off yours. Gasping through the initial pain, you can only whine and bite your lip to further keep quiet.

"Go on Princess. Prove to me why I should have missed you."

Assassin! Yoongi

Over the past couple of weeks, Yoongi would be gone for days at a time. Coming back in a strangely talkative and happy mood. You were as miserable and depressed as always, but his vigour was somehow revitalizing and comforting. It made him easier to deal with. It made him less moody. And it made your life easier. So to begin with you were very happy that he was happy.

That was until he mentioned a name in passing. A woman's name. Someone he was working with on a project.

As soon as you heard him talking positively about her, a pang of anxiety spiked through your stomach. From then on it rested in your gut, making you irritated, uncomfortable, and flustered every time you heard about or thought about her.

It was the strangest thing. You hated Yoongi, you're sure of it. But he was all you had. And hearing him talk about another woman, even though it sounded platonic, the adoration in his voice was hurting you in a way you never expected.

Slowly you had to work through this feeling on your own. You couldn't bear to let Yoongi know, not certain what he would do with the information that you were, in lack of a better word, jealous.

The more you heard about this woman, you knew you could never be as impressive as her. Every detail sounding equally terrifying and awe-inspiring. To be honest the specifics slipped your mind, as you were mostly wrapped up in self-pity when Yoongi spoke about her.

All you know is that you felt inferior, and you were craving, longing to feel that kind of importance to Yoongi, also. Resenting the fact that this other person was so easily able to bring joy and energy out of him.

Over the next couple of weeks, you spent every waking moment thinking about how to make Yoongi happy. Not just avoiding annoying him, like you usually did, but instead thinking about how to bring him genuine enjoyment.

One time you spent hours making him a meal. Making something you knew he would love. But, unfortunately, he only complained about the mess. He said he wasn't hungry and left you to throw the food away and clean up.

Another time, you had planned a full evening of activities. Movies, snacks, games that would help you get to know each other better, anything fun you could organize with your limited resources. Only, he wasn't in the mood to play, or talk. He only wanted one thing, and when he was done, he left you alone in your room, feeling used and a bit sore.

However, that gave you an idea. Maybe you could connect with him physically first. Then that might give you a way for something, anything more to develop.

This time, you set the house up with candles, music, wine, chocolate strawberries, everything you'd seen in movies. Waiting for him on the couch in something a little provocative. But, as soon as he comes in from the garage he looks more annoyed than impressed. Rolling his eyes, ordering you to your room.

By this stage it's late, you're tired, and you're losing your mind trying to make him happy. You were fighting so hard for his attention, and he was barely tolerating you. You aren't thinking clearly as you snap at him.

"Why?!" You yell, stomping your foot down. "I'm working so hard and you're just being an asshole!"

The words come out and you instantly regret them. His straight expression hardening.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." You rush to him, wrapping your arms around his chest trying to soothe any reaction. "Just tell me what I can do." You plead. Exasperated by so many failed attempts.

"That depends. What do you want?" He honestly questions, looking down at you.

You weren't exactly prepared to answer this question. You're not sure you really know.

"I'm your's right?" you say with big eyes, your voice coming out so softly, feeling embarrassed even though you're mimicking his words. "I get that I have to be yours. But then you have to be mine too." Your voice trembles.

Finally, it makes sense to Yoongi. Your change in demeanour, and in behaviour. Why you've been so needy. Why you've been trying to get his attention. He understands now. And that was most of what was annoying him. Not knowing why you were acting differently.

He steps out of your grasp, calling for you to follow him upstairs. You're not so nervous as you do. Surprisingly, the revelation has given Yoongi has a warm smile.

Falling back onto his bed, he taps the space beside him, inviting you to join him. You climb into the middle of the bed, resting in the place he set for you, his arm laid out under your head. He curls into you, gently wrapping his arm over your waist. Hugging you.

For the first time ever, he is showing you some kind of affection. For the first time, he's actually making a gesture of warmth and comfort. You couldn't even let yourself think that Yoongi could be capable of this. Having spent so many months isolated and alone. Even when you weren't locked up.

Hating yourself for not being stronger, you break into silent tears. Biting your thumb to stifle any sobs.

While reason is battling in your head, telling you that it's a bad idea to form any kind of emotional attachment to him, you don't want to listen to logic right now. Letting yourself cling to Yoongi and the desperately needed human connection.

Vampire! Hoseok

There was a delicate balance to your relationship with Hoseok. You couldn't exactly rely on his moods to be stable, but you could rely on his obsession with you. It was the only thing that kept you feeling secure. Feeling certain that when he bit you next he wouldn't let you bleed out. Or that when he hit you or cut you or hurt you, that he wasn't going to leave you to suffer in agony but would heal you. Because he wanted to keep you. You were his.

It was a twisted kind of reassurance. But it's what you had, so it's what you worked with.

You knew the source of his obsession. It was you as a person, sure. But you weren't kidding yourself. Mostly, his infatuation was with your blood. Hoseok wasn't specific about it, but you had overheard some of the other Vampires discussing you. Apparently, you smell delicious, and that's why he never lets you wander the house with any cuts. That's why you were locked away every 28 days. And that's why you were his only.

It didn't make sense to you, there was nothing different about you.

But somehow you'd fallen in and become the star of your very own YA horror story.

Whatever the cause though, you were aware that Hoseok's addiction to your blood was the reason that he kept you. Without that, he might simply kill you, or worse, he might throw you to one of the other bloodsuckers who look at you like a happy meal they want to fuck.

Which is probably why you were so defensive when you saw him biting another girl.

Sitting on the back terrace looking over the gated property, Hoseok and a few of his creations were sitting in the moonlight enjoying a drink. You'd come downstairs expecting to be his refill when you see him sinking his fangs into the arm of one of the human pets.

Frustration floods through your body, a new kind of anger making your hands shake. A malicious and honestly, not-all-together thought out idea springs into your head. You've never seen him drink from anyone else before, and you need to remind him that he should only want you.

Taking a serrated peeler from the bar at the side of the terrace, you hold it concealed in your palm, going up to the first Vampire leaning there.

"Are you thirsty?" you ask, speaking lowly. He, like all the others, know you're Hoseok's, and so he rightfully looks uncomfortable being near you. Stepping into his personal space, you raise your arm under his chin and run the sharp blade across the top of your forearm. His eyes immediately going black, his fangs bared. Unable to resist what you're offering.

Behind you, every single one of them turns their heads, smelling you the second blood gathers on your skin.

In a flash, Hoseok is between the two of you. Ripping his teeth into the guy's neck, tearing his throat out. Killing him in an instant.

Breathing heavily, he turns to you with blood washed down his front. His eyes murderous and cold.

Retaliating, you storm towards the human-pet and shove her with all of your might, pushing her down the stone tile steps onto the grass. Watching her tumble into a heap.

Those around you have gone dead quiet, none of them even daring to look directly at either of you.

"How dare you?" He seethes, stalking towards you. But you're not backing down. You know better than to retreat from him when he charges.

"How dare I?" you scream. "How dare you drink from that skank!" An enraged Hoseok is something all of his offspring know to fear. Steadily you can see them clearing the space around the two of you. Withdrawing from whatever this is leading to.

"You want to tell me who I can eat?!" He growls, his hand shooting around your neck, holding you but not choking you. "You're a blood bag that I keep as a toy!"

"If that's all, then I'll let all of them feed on me too."

His hand constricts, restricting your air. "I'll kill anyone that tries."

"Then," you gasp, your words coming out short. "only me." you pull your hair off your shoulder, turning your neck as far to the side as you can. Throwing his head back, he takes the invitation, sinking his fangs into your jugular, swallowing down mouthfuls of your blood.

Holding onto his shoulders, you jump up wrapping your legs around his waist, pushing yourself closer to his mouth. Hoseok's arms wrapping around your ass, keeping you up.

Pushed back by your momentum, he stumbles a few steps, dropping down onto the open sofa chair. You landing on his lap, straddling his thighs.

As more of your blood is drained, and you get lightheaded, the pain starts to slip and your body starts to float. A euphoric sensation, akin to being high consuming you.

You tangle your hands up into his hair tugging it, massaging his scalp. You've become so accustomed to him fucking you when he feeds from you, that whenever he bites you, you get turned on. Your body reacting out of instinct. Slowly grinding down, rocking your hips into him as you start to get him hard. The friction feeling good making you moan. Making you move faster with pleasure tingling through your core also.

"Hobi," you moan. Shivering, as his tongue runs up your wounds.

Your gentle whine catches his attention. A surprised expression on his face that shifts into a smile as he leans back to watch you. His focus on you making you feel slightly embarrassed, slowing your motions until they stop altogether.

Biting his tongue, your eyes meet for a moment before he kisses his blood into your mouth, the copper taste feeling soothing and familiar. Your body relaxing completely knowing you'll wake up healed.

"Mine." He whispers into your lips.

The blood loss pulls you into unconsciousness, your head dropping onto his shoulder. The euphoric feeling swallowing you up as you purr back. "Mine."

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