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[sylvainahyperfixation]

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[simpfr]

Im so sorry if this is uploaded late or if it isn’t good enough I’ve been having the most gut wrenching headaches because of my anemia and i also have exams so i can’t be on my phone very often.

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Lieutenant why is ur user so long 😭

 I wish you knew.

Part 2.

His hair was so soft to the touch, it felt like you were running your hand through a billow of clouds that wrapped themselves around your arm as an ethereal feeling was sent throughout your body.

If there was a chance you could steal his hair and use it as your mattress and pillows you would've done it in the blink of an eye...

"Can you turn around so I can how it looks on you?" you asked and he nodded, turning around while avoiding eye contact with you, because...well, in a situation like this you would usually do something devious.

But, this time around you didn't and he looked so adorable. His hair was tied back down into to a loose low ponytail with there still being some hair at the front to not leave his forehead bare as it was his signature style while you added a little heart clip to keep the short front hair from falling out.

The only reason he was doing this was to leave an impression on gayatri, who he recently asked on a date.

They weren't they dating but they became friends a month or two ago and pavitr wanted step it up a bit.

Though, he never said it was a date but instead "a hangout"

Sometimes, you really wanted to stab yourself in the mouth and rip your tongue out.

You were the one who suggested they became friends and you were the one who told him to ask her out at least once in awhile to make her "grow or feel a connection"

Why? you weren't even sure yourself.

You knew she began growing feelings for him as well but instead of keeping them apart, you willingly made them get closer to one another.

who were you to deny his love life? He's been your best friend since the primary school days! you couldn't just snatch his chances of ever finding love out of pure spite.

But once again, ever since the whole 'hangout with gayatri' thing has been going on you've never really hangout or talk to each other as much as you used to.

The only time you would have a conversation would be on WhatsApp where you would text like two random people who just got each other's number.

You weren't sure if it was on purpose or not but you were still glad to be able to see him again, "actually, can you come with me this time?"

What?

"You mean third wheel? Yea, no thanks." as mean as it sounded, who in the right mind would want hear their longtime crush trying to get it on with their friend? Or anyone in that matter.

"I'm not talking about sitting with us! Just like, watch and be there with me for emotional support."

"Why now? you've went on date with her multiple times already haven't you? you didn't even ask me to go with you during your first time!" he sighed before placing his arms on your shoulders. Looking you right in the eye like he used to, but this time he wasn't looking for your reaction instead he wanted you to see his, to take what he had to say seriously.

Taking in a deep breath, he spoke,"I'm planning on confessing today."

....

Oh.

That sentence alone made your heart beat faster from anger as the walls of realization came crashing down on you.

you knew you should've said something.

you knew you should've made a move.

But you didn't, So you couldn't blame him right? It was his heart and he knew who he wanted it belong to.

You couldn't control his fate nor could you control yours, as in the story written by the one you were just meant to be someone who admired him as he admired someone else.

It took everything in you to not break down at that moment as you avoided making eye contact with him, "yea, I'll be there."

He smiled softly before placing a kiss on your forehead, a gesture he has done multiple times that always made you flustered but now you just felt dull.

"We'll be at the regular cafe, okay?" you nodded, waiting for him to leave you alone in his home once again but for a complete different reason.

He gave you one last look before finally living.

Fuck life.

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They talked and laughed, clearly enjoying their time together. But, for some reason his mind was still on you. He knew you were there watching, following his instructions from before but he wanted you near to him, he wanted to see you, to hear you, feel you, everything.

Was his feelings towards you really platonic? I mean, it's not weird to think of your friend as attractive and loveable right?

Should he leave? I mean whats the point on confessing if his mind was on someone else as well?

But he didn't just wanna leave early because of that..

"HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE!" A citizen yelled as a crowd of gut wrenching screams that slowly started to get louder was followed.

Everyone that was in the cafe began to scatter towards the door making it a struggle for anyone to get through.

Seems like fate decided to choose for him.

Remember how i said everyone went towards the front door? Well, it was everyone except gayatri.

She quickly got up and grabbed pavitr's hand, attempting to lead him towards the back door along with her, but he didn't budge.

"I'm going for y/n. You just get somewhere safe okay?" she looked at him with pure fear and concern in her eyes,"What? She was here?"

Oh right, she didn't know.

"She's smart, she would've left by now and so should we!" she said, trying to pull him again but failed miserably, "You really need to go, gayatri. I'll be fine." he said with his honey tone voice that completely swooed her.

She was hesitant but nodded and left anyway .

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He couldn't see you, he couldn't hear you or sense you anywhere no matter how hard he tried. Everything was fine, everything was resolved and everyone was saved.

Everyone except you.

It wasn't that dangerous of a villan and he was captured, so where were you?

He checked inside your apartment, you weren't there.

Maybe your parents house? No

Your friends houses? Still no.

You weren't answering your phone either, did something happen to you? Did one of the villains minion get to you? But why you? He never slipped up and went to your house in his uniform before. Did they somehow find out his identity? But that's not possible... Maybe It was his hair?...

Sighing on the rooftop of a random, he went towards your apartment one more time thinking that maybe there was a tiny chance you were there and boy was he glad he did.

You were there, not in your room but on the rooftop and just seeing you, alive and okay, lifted a huge weight off his shoulder.

he wasted absolutely no time to start swinging towards you as fast as he could, as if if he didn't capture in less than a minute you would disappear like sand in the wind, jumping and leeching onto you like a cat after his last swing.

"Wha–? Spiderman?"

your voice. He loved your voice so much but it sounded weak and fragile, were you crying?

"Spider man?" you asked again. He wanted to kiss you so bad, to make whatever it was that made you cry go away. Completely oblivious to the fact he was the reason.

Maybe his feelings towards you weren't platonic.

"I love him but I don't wanna."

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Part 3

He forget he spiderman while spidermaning

[tallymonster]

Memories of Us Chapter 19

Nothingness, but shining.

AO3 || Masterlist

A/N: sooo im being a little ambitious and adding a whole other subplot now lol. Let's see where this whole thing goes lolololol

Thanks as always to @cheesy-cryptid for blessing this story that came from me seeing their art ❤️

Also wanna thank my besties @micropoe10 @mj-bites and @tragedybunny for letting me pick their brains, for soothing me when the insecurities crop up, and for adding their flavor to my brain soup. I love you guys so much.

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Octavia easily slid back into her role at work after coming back from Wyvern Hills; it had been difficult to concentrate lately with everything that she had come to learn. She sat at her desk, drifting in and out of the current conversation.

The black ink from Octavia’s pen danced around the piece of paper in front of her, mindlessly circling the notes Gale had given her.

It had been about a week that she had been back, and it was difficult to take herself out of the turmoil brewing inside her. On one hand, she started to know Astarion as a sweet man, reserved and private, but kind; and on the other, her eyes were opened to some of the struggles he had gone through. She couldn't imagine the horrors he endured, the loneliness he brought into himself, and the things that brought him to where he is now.

He was a mystery she hoped to uncover on her own terms, but whether or not he would let her in was a different situation altogether. She blankly stared at the ink spot on the page that grew with each pass of her hand.

“Octavia?...hellooo???? OCTAVIA!” Gale’s voice cut through her empty thoughts.

Octavia snaps out of her mind, immediately reminded that she's at work right now, and Gale doesn't look too pleased with her at this moment. “Did you hear anything I just said? Look, this is important, and I need you to pay attention. Now, as I was saying…”

Gale’s voice trails off as Octavia loses herself in her thoughts yet again. She tried to get a hold of herself, but with the heaviness of the information swirling in her head, it was beginning to get harder and harder to keep everything to herself.

“Anyway, my sister is getting married and she wants to have her entire wedding HERE! I don't think I can convince Astarion to do that, he's too precious about the museum. It's his raison d’etre, you know? It would be like asking him to trust us with his first born child.”

Gale drops his head to his desk, his fingers intertwined in his hair in a frustrated grip. “My sister Athena is not the kind to take no for an answer, and I know her and her fiance” Gale spits out the word with seething disdain, “are going to make my life a bigger nightmare than they already have! Could you help me talk to him? He’ll listen to you more than anyone else, and he's been a HUGE pain since you’ve been away, please Octavia? I'm begging you!”

Gale lifted up his head, his brows furrowed in a worried way, his eyes were heavy and tired, and his lip was in a little pout. Octavia stared at him with a puzzled look, she quietly asks “He has? Wait a minute, you have a sister? Does Astarion know her too?”

Gale sits up with a quick movement, he rolls his eyes and he frowns deeply. “YES! He’s been so insufferable, it's as if everything I suggest is poison in his ears.” He pouts and slumps back down in his chair, “And no, I didn't think it was a good idea to introduce them before talking to him. Shes…uh..well..” he hesitates, his eyes nervously glanced left and right, he brings his hands together and fidgets with his fingers.

“Gale, she can't be that bad right?” Octavia says calmly. Gale stares at her, the lines on his forehead sinking deeper. “Right?” she asks again. Gale’s frown grows as he swallows, “Well, she's not not an asshole…..” Octavia grimaces, “Oh no, they're going to rip each other apart aren't they?”

Gale groans loudly, placing his head back on his desk. “The worst part is, she's marrying my academy rival, Sirilus Szerban Amarzian.” his voice was full of irritation. “You know he always says it like that too, all smugly and condescending. Of course she had to marry him, we both come from wizarding families so they had to keep it traditional or whatever. He's Rolan’s grandson. You know, Rolan, Master of Razamith’s Tower? Let's just say our grandfathers were not too fond of each other. ”

“Oh yeah?” Octavia tried to hide her intrigue, but when Gale glared back up at her, she had a feeling she failed.

“Yes, Octavia. It's an old family misunderstanding over my grandfather stealing The Annals of Karsus from the vault underneath the tower. Also, allegedly something else about Gale suggesting a fix to Roland when a flashing lights cantrip wasn't working the way Rolan wanted at a party the tieflings had thrown. Gale was apparently already somewhat drunk and went up to Rolan and said something like ‘You call that a cantrip? Step aside and let a chosen of Mystra show you how it's done!’ but I call bullshit!”

Gale bristled a bit and continued, “I'm pretty sure it was when Tav and Gale helped save some people who got captured in Moonrise Towers and it just so happened that Rolan’s siblings were part of that crew. Rolan said some pretty mean things to Tav and Gale stepped in to calm things down, Rolan said something like ‘Oh and Mystra’s ex boy toy finally speaks!’ and well, Gale took that personally of course. I mean who wouldn't?”

“Uh huh…and how does that concern you and Sirilius? I mean they were old men when the two of you were in school.” Octavia responds, she knows she may be opening a floodgate, but she was glad to have something to take her mind off her own family drama.

Gale takes a deep breath, he holds it in for a couple of seconds before exhaling out slowly. “Sirilius and I used to be really good friends, I would even say we were best friends, or at least I thought we were. He and I knew about the stupid fight our ancestors had and still got along so well. Until we had a disagreement about something, I don't even remember what, but what I will never forget what he said to me. ‘Maybe Rolan was right about you, you're just as much of an arrogant know it all prick like your grandfather was.’”

He sighs, “That was the last time I had spoken to him… Athena knew how hurt I was about the whole thing, I mean we were friends until the last couple of years in our studies. That's when he got extremely competitive against me, vowed to prove that he came from stronger magics than I. Even though he knew I wanted to go into artifact preservation, he wanted to make me know that I was beneath him.” Gale frowns, his body drops and his shoulders slump down.

“All I ever wanted was a friend who understood the uniqueness of being from a well known lineage. To have that kind of comradery with someone who has a similar experience. It wasn't until I met you that I got that, Octavia. So you see, it felt like a kind of betrayal from my sister, picking him and our familial expectations over me. I know she didn't, obviously, but it felt like it.” Gale placed his hands on his face, Octavia rolled her chair over to his side of their desks and gave him a hug.

She could feel Gale’s body tense up, slowly recover, and return the hug. “It's okay, Gale. I will gladly help you. It's the least I can do for you.” Octavia patted Gale’s back, a small sigh followed by him pulling away from her, she could see the wave of relief flood over him. “Thank you. I owe you. Uh…I was actually going to go speak to Astarion after the museum closed, do you mind staying back so we could meet with him together?”

Octavia blinks in shock, she didn't feel quite ready to go speak to Astarion, but with Gale in tow he would have to be professional and subdued. She nods to Gale, who smiled wide in return. “Okay, I have to prepare for it. I have to get hold of Athena so she can send me her pictures and inspiration board, food, flowers…”

Gale turns to his desk and scribbles something onto a piece of paper. Then, he walks up to the window and opens it, he speaks some words and moves his hands around, conjuring up a white and gray spotted bird. He ties the little note to its leg along with a small pouch he ties around its body.

“Okay, Ellie, can you bring this to Athena and come back to me before the end of operating hours? I left very specific instructions for her, so if she tries to have you come back with a ton of stuff, don't let her unless she reduces it and puts it in the little pouch. Be good with Archie, alright? Safe flight, kid.”

Ellie takes off as Gale waves them away, he turns around and laughs as he notices Octavia’s wide eyed stare. “You can make a bird? And it listens to you? That's pretty cool!” she exclaims. Gale smiles with a proud beam, he nods and closes the window halfway.

“Yeah! Ellie is a sea osprey, they're captivating and quite abundant in Waterdeep! Athena and I both had familiars we conjured as children. Ellie’s mine and Athena had Archie, who is a fish owl. We would send Ellie and Archie out to hunt when we would practice our spells. I couldn't bring her around my grandfather's tower because of Tara, they never got along.”

Gale hugs Octavia one more time before walking up to the door of their office. “Thank you again, I need to take a walk and gather my thoughts for a bit before Athena responds. I’ll see you in a few hours?”

Octavia nods, “Yeah, good idea, I might go on a little break too. Lots of stuff to think about, you know?”

Gale perks up, “Oh! Do you want to join me? Maybe we can think of some ideas?”

Octavia hesitates a little before shaking her head “No thank you. I wanted to get some time to walk the halls again, I missed being here while I was in Wyvern Hills. See you later?”

“Yeah, have a nice walk in the halls.” Gale says as he slips out of the room, leaving Octavia alone in silence. She slides into her chair and stares at the ceiling. How would she be able to face Astarion and convince him that a wedding is a good idea to have in the museum??

Octavia closes her eyes and puts herself in Tav’s shoes. How was she able to not only deal with all the enemies coming her way, but now Octavia knows she also had to deal with Astarion as well.

Maybe she’d take that walk after all.

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Octavia rounded the hallway with various statues.

She stops at the gallery full of beautifully carved marble. The lines of their forms were distracting her, reminding her of the night she and Astarion shared a couple of months ago.

His hands run up her stomach, the rough edges of his nails scrape along the peaks and valleys of her body. His own taught muscles glint with the glow of the firelight softly illuminating them as he dips his head between her legs. She gasps as she feels his other hand lower itself slowly between the slick of her core.

She felt herself flush, her body reacting with a low drop of her belly. Octavia gasps with a sharp inhale, and begins to walk a bit more briskly past the gallery towards the end of the hall.

You gotta get a hold of yourself, not only are you working, but Gale needs you to be there for him.

Octavia briskly walks up to the next gallery with the painting of Astarion. She takes a moment, standing in front of the opening leading to it. Her legs suddenly feel like they have a mind of their own, making her approach slowly towards its direction.

She takes a seat on the bench that is placed in front of it, and looks up at the wall. His sad eyes look down at her and she wonders how she kept telling herself that it wasn't him when it so clearly was. “How could I not see it?” She whispers to herself, eyes firmly stuck to his painted visage.

Octavia sat there, wondering what Astarion had gone through for all those years, how Tav must have felt when he left, so many memories forgotten and lost after she went through with the Unburdening. If Tav hadn't gone through with it, would Octavia even be here right now?

She leans back, feeling the cool stone of the bench underneath her. Octavia closes her eyes and lingers in the dull hushed murmurs of the museum. In her mind, she conjures up images of what she had read in the old, tattered journal.

Tav wrote about walking hand in hand with someone after fighting a spectator in the Underdark. She mentioned how fanciful their footwork was, how they shimmered like the star they were, obviously, Octavia knows now that Tav was speaking of Astarion. Octavia wishes she could see him like that. Covered in blood and grime but so beautiful.

“Having a rough day, my dear?”

Octavia’s eyes shoot open, she turns and faces the silky voice that came from behind her. “Astarion..hello..sorry I hadn't returned your notes when I came back. I’ve been, uh, catching up with a lot of things…Gale left me a lot of stuff..I should probably get back to it, actually.” She begins to stand, but he stops her, taking a seat next to her.

Astarion instinctively takes Octavia’s hand, kissing it before asking, “Wait, I'm sure you can take a bit of a break to catch up,right? How was your trip? I missed you terribly, you know.” he looked down at her with those gemlike eyes, voice softened to a low murmur. She couldn't help the way it made her knees weak and her heartbeat a little faster.

Octavia gasps softly, then clears her throat. She feels Astarion’s fingers intertwined in hers, the coolness of his touch a welcome contrast to her heated skin. “Darling? Are you okay?” Astarion leans in, whispering his inquiry to not draw attention towards them.

“Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking about things. I…uh…” Octavia hesitates for a moment, before deciding to continue on, “ I found a lot of my mom's personal stuff at my dad’s and there were some things in there that kind of shifted my reality about my family. A lot of things have changed for me, and I’m having trouble coming to terms with it all.”

Astarion scoots closer to her, pressing his shoulder against hers. His whole demeanor shifted to that of a giddy schoolgirl, “Oooh family drama? Sounds delightful! Anything interesting?” He glanced up at Octavia, who returns a mildly annoyed look. Astarion pulls back some, defensively sitting up straight. “From the sudden cloud of darkness cast over us, I would assume not. Do you want to talk about it? Or is this one of those instances where it would be best to forget?”

Octavia couldn't help the nervous laugh that came out of her mouth, she quickly turns away from Astarion, unlacing their hands and hides behind her hair. “Sorry, I..” she trips over her words, unsure of what she should say “I mean..I guess you could say that…part of me wants to keep digging into it all, find out more about why things happened in the past the way they did, but on the other hand…”

She trails off, her hands on her lap, looking at the painting again.

“It’s like that painting, I know I could spend my time figuring out who that is, but what would be the benefit at this point? They're either dead or don't want to be found. I feel like I should leave well enough alone. Maybe some things aren't meant to be uncovered. ‘Not every mystery needs to be solved’, as Gale repeated from you once. Good advice, I should follow it.”

Octavia keeps her eyes on the wall, fingers twitching, unsure of what to tell him. She wants nothing more than to be open and honest with him, but how could she? 

“We aren't talking about Gale, Octavia.” Astarion replies. He reaches back out and grabs her hands, steadying them. “You can trust me, but I understand if you don't want to or aren't yet ready to talk about this. Some things take time to come to terms with before you can fully talk about it.” Astarion stands and holds a hand out for Octavia, she takes it and stands beside him. 

“Gale asked to speak with me after hours tonight, would you like to go to dinner with me afterwards? Call it an impromptu outing? Although that does mean you'd have to hang back a bit, I understand if you say no, it was a bit last minute.” Astarion seemed a little nervous himself, as he rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. It was as if he was trying to comfort her as he comforted himself.

Octavia gives a small mischievous smile, “Well…” she teased, “I did have a pressing matter to attend to after work. Maybe I could fit you in afterwards, I'm a very busy woman, you know.” 

Astarion’s eyebrows raise and he chuckles warmly, “Oh do forgive me, I had no idea I was in the presence of high importance.” He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close, “Can’t you spare some of your time for me?” with his other hand he cups her cheek, kissing her softly before pulling back. “I missed you. Terribly so.” 

Octavia giggles and sighs, she can't help the spell he has crafted into her heart. Her inner thoughts are in a torment, was this genuine or was it part of a centuries long practice? As much as she was scared to confront him, she couldn't deny that she missed him as well.

"I missed you too,” she confessed, turning her head away in bashfulness like a youth with a schoolyard crush. 

“Will you wait for me then? I don't think it will be too long, unless he's going to explain something to me, then we could be here all night.” Astarion chuckles, lifting her free hand to give it a quick kiss. 

Octavia rolls her eyes playfully and pulls away from him. “Okay, I can't keep it up. I know what he wants to talk to you about, and I swear it's not bad. If anything, I think it's a great idea.” 

Astarion’s head quirks back, a curious sound hummed from his throat. “Really? You and Gale agreeing on something again? This should be good.” He crosses his arms and smirks, “Go ahead, fill me in on this idea of his.” 

Octavia smiles, this is Gale’s idea so he should be the one to stake his claim. “No.” she sweetly states, backing away slowly, “You can wait a little while longer." She turns and walks toward her office, leaving Astarion in front of himself. 

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“Alright, Gale. Just remember what we went over, stick to the main points. This is a good PR move, Athena and Sirilius are big names in the wizarding community so that comes with good patronage, people from all over Faerun will see it, the press will love it…all of that. If you need me to cut in, just say so.” Octavia hands Gale the folder he prepared to show Astarion his sister's notes. 

“I’ll be fine, Octavia. I’ve done these kinds of project proposals many times before, Astarion may look intimidating, but he's not. As long as I explain things succinctly, he’ll absolutely agree.” Gale puffs out his chest as he knocks on Astarion’s office door. 

They hear Astarion’s response and Gale opens the door. 

“Alright, Gale, what are you two planning that was so important that I meet with you after hours?” he asks from behind his massive wooden desk. 

Gale and Octavia sit down across from him, Gale places the folder on top of the desk and shakily opens it. He clears his throat and begins to speak.

“As our busy season comes to an end, the amount of patrons we're expected to have is going to dip significantly. I was thinking about ways we could have some sort of capital to keep the museum in the black until the next fundraiser.” Gale wavered a bit, before continuing on. 

“I was talking to my older sister Athena, and she's getting married-” 

“No.” Astarion cuts Gale off immediately. “Gale, I will not have my museum with very delicate and priceless items be put in harm's way just so your sister can have a party and brag about it.” He waves a hand and looks over to Octavia. “And you! You knew about this? Why didn't you say something earlier?” 

Octavia frowns, she couldn't believe the audacity of Astarion to disregard Gale so quickly. “Excuse me? This is a wonderful idea! If you didn't know, Gale’s sister is marrying into a prestigious wizarding family. They're loaded, and that means all their guests will be as well. This could be a huge opportunity for us to not only do this massive favor for Gale, but to raise the reputation and the possibility of potential donors for the museum! Think about it, Astarion. Think of the money.”  

Astarion folds his arms, leaning back into his chair. “Octavia, do you really think-” 

“No, you don't get to cut Gale off, shoot him down, and then think you can do the same to me. Hear him out, it's a good idea. I won't let you deny him this one favor. Not when he's done so much for the museum. This place wouldn't run half as smoothly as it doesn't if it wasn't for Gale. I’ll help and so will you, don't think you're getting out of this just because you're the boss.” Octavia passionately argues. She wants to help Gale and nothing, not even a patronizing vampire, can get in her way. 

Astarion sighs, “Fine, go on, Gale. Convince me it's not a giant mistake.” 

Gale looks between Astarion and Octavia, he stutters a bit before resuming, “Uh..Athena and Sirilius, her fiance and my..ahem..former friend, were wanting to get married and have their reception here.” He passed Astarion the folder, it was full of pictures, fabric samples, ideas, and countless notes about his sister's preferences and wants. 

Astarion’s forehead wrinkled as he went through the massive file, his face changed in expression as he flipped through it. 

“Your sister has questionable style, Gale. These dresses look like a bard that took up dressmaking and kept adding bells to everything. Gods, some of these are gaudy as hell.” Astarion remarks, eliciting a quiet giggle from Octavia and an irritated protest from Gale. 

“I will have you know, that her style is very much the same as every other woman in my family. Waterdhavian culture is a little more showy than some others in Faerun..my own mother had a cathedral style wedding veil that was covered in black pearls that were sourced from the seas of Waterdeep. We show our pride in our family by having heirlooms pinned to our clothing and having family help us prepare for the wedding. That's why Athena is asking me to do this, why it means so much to me, Astarion, please allow this. I’ll work seven days a week even though the museum is only open six. I’ll do your laundry. I’ll get you one of Grandfather Gale’s spell books from his time adventuring, whatever you want!” Gale was almost begging, he spoke quickly and desperately. 

Astarion could feel the love and obligation coming from Gale’s pleas. He may not like the request, but Gale is one of his most trusted friends. Besides, Gale doesn't ask for much. In the 8 years he's worked with Astarion, Gale has only taken a break once much to Astarion’s chagrin.

Astarion sighs and relents, “Fine.”

Gale’s jaw drops and Octavia’s eyes grow wide, both of them reply “What?!”

“Astarion, are you serious??” Gale breathes out, his eyes show the shock and relief build and crash, the tears begin to form behind them. “I can't believe this. I…I don't know what to say.”

“Start with thank you.” Octavia squeezes his shoulder, in a supportive and comforting touch.

“Yes, of course…thank you, Astarion. I'm so relieved that I can tell Athena that you approved of this! She's going to be so excited!” Gale was practically bouncing in his seat. Octavia and Astarion laughed at his giddiness. Gale inhaled sharply and laughed embarrassingly.

“Sorry, I’ve been worried about this for a minute. Thanks again, Astarion. Oh, and to you as well Octavia. Thank you for having my back.” He smiles, grabbing her hand, giving it an affirmative squeeze. He turns to Astarion and grabs the folder, but before he can pull it away, Astarion grabs his hand, staring him down.

“Hold on Gale. I have some conditions of my own. Go ahead and take your seat, please.” Astarion lets go of Gale’s hand and motions for him to take his seat.

Gale and Octavia shoot each other worried looks and then look back at Astarion. Who has his hands pressed together in front of his face. His eyes shift between Gale and Octavia, before he closes them and takes a sharp inhale.

“Condition one: I want to meet the couple. I need to know who they are, and why they insist on having their entire event here. We shall have dinner at the restaurant we had our last meeting, Gale. Let me know what date works for them.

Condition two: I want to join you and work on this together. Three people would be suitable for this type of event and while I trust the both of you, I feel like this will make things even and less stressful.

Condition three: I want to attend the wedding if I'm putting all this work into it. It's not fair that I'm letting you all use what I consider my home for a little party and not expect me to attend.

Condition four: I get final approval on what they wish to-”

“Absolutely not. You get to consult, but you don't have final say. Athena and Sirilius do. You are not the one getting married, Astarion.” Octavia sternly cuts him off, waving an angry finger in front of his face.

Astarion sulks, he didn't like giving up control, and this was going to be the ultimate test of that. He grumbles and lets out a low growl from the back of his throat. “Fine. But no one goes into the offices, basement, archives or galleries with delicate items or statues. No drinks near the paintings. Food outside ONLY.”

“Fine, you can put up ANY AND ALL safeguards to prevent people from going into places you don't want, Gale and I can assist you with that.” Octavia states firmly. She has had it with Astarion’s aggressive negotiations, if his plan was to barrel over Gale and pull some demeaning power play, he definitely underestimated Octavia’s tenacity.

The air between them felt heavy and electrified with Astarion and Octavia’s back and forth. “If I may cut in?” Gale’s soft voice called out from between the two.

Astarion and Octavia turn to Gale, both of their faces flushed and visibly irritated. “Go ahead, Gale, let's just finish this for tonight.” Astarion huffs, arms crossed defensively.

“My sister did write a note to me in the folder. May I read it to you both? I think this might ” Gale asks, unfolding a small piece of paper.

Astarion nods, motioning Gale to continue. Gale smiles and reads aloud.

“Hello little brother!!

I'm so excited that you actually want to help! Siri and I were just talking about how much we were hoping that you could assist us with this whole venue situation. To be honest with you, I can't think of a more perfect place for us to get married. Not only did Siri and I have our first real date there, but the gardens dedicated to the heroes would be the most fitting place for he and I to recite our vows. Right in front of Grandfather, as if he were giving us his blessing and favor for our new lives together. Write back as soon as you're done with your meeting. I’ve sent Archie along with Ellie, so you have no excuses.

Toodles, little bro!”

Gale folds the note and looks up, smiling with a giant grin. “She's going to be incredibly grateful for this, Astarion. You won't regret it. Now, if you two will excuse me, I have a very anxious bride to be to write back to. I will let you both know when she and Sirilius can meet up.” He gathers the folder once more, quickly exiting and leaving Astarion and Octavia alone.

The silence is awkward, they both stay in their seats not looking in each other's direction. Finally, Astarion is the one to break the moment.

“Well, if I say no now, I'll look like a heartless bastard won't I?” He produced a low groan as he laid back in his chair, draping his arms on either side of the armrests.

“Gale has been by your side for almost a decade. He’s given up so much of himself for this place. What he's asking for is not that much in comparison to what he's done for you and the museum.” Octavia flatly replies.

“Are you upset with me?” Astarion asks, his voice a mix of worry and slight annoyance, “Is it because I didn't say yes right away?”

Octavia stiffened a bit and looked away from Astarion, she fought every instinct to interrogate him about what she knew. She settles on a reasonable lie. Shaking her head, she begins to speak in a terse tone. “I can't believe you would question Gale, as if he wouldn't treat this place with the utmost respect?” she folds her arms and turns away from him.

Astarion frowns and gets up from his seat behind the desk. He walks over to Octavia’s side, and sits on the edge of the desk. This position was very reminiscent of their last argument. Octavia’s heart flutters a bit with anxiety, her knees buckle a bit with anticipation.

Astarion leans on the desk, placing his hands at his sides. He gazes down at Octavia with a softened look. “You’re right, but you have to understand. I’m not a terrible person. No matter what my standoffish attitude might tell you. I’m very protective of this place, it’s my home after all, so I hope that you understand if I get defensive.”

Octavia sighs. She couldn't mask her disappointment, but she understood. She quietly asks, “Can we raincheck the dinner tonight? I'm a bit tired from coming back after being away, I think I’d rather go home and turn in.” She turns her head down and looks away.

Astarion places his left hand on her chin and guides her head back. “Has something changed?” Octavia’s eyes meet his, he looks worried. She shifts a little in the chair. “No. Everything is fine.” Octavia replies with a small smile.

Astarion releases his hand from her chin, brings it down to her hand, pulling it close to his lips, and kisses it. “Glad to hear it. You had me worried, dear. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

Octavia bit her lip. I bet you said that to her too.

[ravennaortiz]

Alright here's another one. Let's go with Creeper this time. I've got a good list for him this time so let's go with the prompts:

7. Stay away from my sister. (Any of the guys would do so creative freedom for you on this one.)

20. Why?

5. I can take care of myself.

17. I love you.

32. You're mine.

30. I need you.

I don't see Creeper get requested often and this list of prompts is perfect for him! As always my stories are 18+!

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"Fuck" you muttered as you caught sight of your brother over Creepers shoulder. There was no mistaking the murderous look in his eyes as he marched towards you too.

"Hmm?" mumbled Creeper barely moving his mouth off your neck even though you were pushing him back. Before you could give any further warning your brother had his hands on Creeper yanking him back.

"Gilly!" you shouted as you grabbed at his arms. "Enough" growled Gilly as he glared at you before turning back to Creeper.

"That is my sister. How could you betray me like this?" demanded Gilly his grip on Creeper tightening. "I want you to stay away from her".

"Why would I stay away from the woman I love the most in this world?" inquired Creeper keeping his voice calm in the hopes his friend would release him some.

"Gilly let go off him" you demanded as you smacked harder at your brothers head.

"Princesa stop hitting him" chuckled Creeper. "I can take care of myself I promise" he added. You huffed but did as he requested. Gilly raised a brow at that but did let go of Creeper.

Creeper straightened him self out before turning to Gilly and speaking. "Look, I know we should have come to you months ago when this started, for that I apologize. But I won't apologize for our relationship and love".

Gilly was silent as he stared at his friend, processing the words of his friend. "Fine. I don't want to see that shit again though" he grunted before shaking Creepers hand and backing off to the other side of the clubhouse with Angel and Coco.

Creeper let out a sigh of relieve before turning to you with his eyes twinkling with mischief. "You know Mi Amor, just because I have had six bullets rip through my body doesn't mean I want more. A better warning next time would be appreciated.

You rolled your eyes as you laughed and pulled him to you. "I love you too by the way" you stated before kissing him gently as your hands ran down his chest making him groan.

"Your brother was clear he was okay with me making you mine but did not want to see it" scolded Creeper as he playfully smacked your hands away making you laugh.

"Then I guess I need you to take me home and teach me a lesson so it sinks in" you replied as you winked at him.

Creeper snorted as he grabbed your hand and grabbed your bag off the table. "Away we go then" he stated before leading you to the door.

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[queermentaldisaster]

“The Hunt Is My Muse”

Chapter Five, motherfuckers! This one centers around Ghost's POV during 'El Sin Nombre'. No CWs, just pure gayness. The next one will be 'Alone'-centric!

Tags: @forestshadow-wolf @sans-chara @meowmeowriley @spicyspicyliving @bringinsexybackk69 (if you wanna be added or removed, lemme know!)

Chapter under the cut.

Chapter Five: 'Johnny'

Ghost held his vest as he surveyed the villa. Soap spoke, his Scottish accent perfectly blending with the Spanish. “La casa de Sin Nombre?” He questioned, and Alejandro shook his head. “No, one of his Lugartenientes.” Ghost hummed. ‘What does that mean?’ He thought, unable to recall exactly. Then, Soap spoke up again. “A cartel lieutenant.” Ghost nodded, remembering now. He looked at Soap with a proud look. Alejandro gave Soap the same look as Soap handed his scope to Graves. Alejandro spoke up. “Órale, güey. Estás aprendiendo. Now, my sources tell me that-” Ghost kinda tuned Alejandro out as he glared at him. ‘Soap is mine, and no one else’s. Quit looking at him like that.’ He thought, clenching his fists.

But he took a deep breath, and focused back on the conversation. Alejandro was speaking again. “-Las Almas is burning, and they want to know who lit the fire.” He finished, and Ghost spoke up. “Sin Nombre will be there, yeah?” He asked.

Alejandro shrugged. “No guarantees, but this is our best shot.” Ghost nodded, as Graves spoke. “Then we take it. I’ve got enough Shadows here to take over the whole damn country.” That made Alejandro narrow his eyes. “I’d prefer if you didn’t.” He muttered. Graves sighed. “I’m just sayin’, one house shouldn’t be a problem.” Ghost cut in. “We need Sin Nombre alive, Graves.”

Graves raised his hands in mock surrender. “Well, then we need to meet him.” Soap arched an eyebrow. “How?” Graves shrugged. “Give ‘em what they want. Intel. They wanna know who’s here, well, let’s tell em.” That made Alejandro’s eyes narrow. “In person?” Graves nodded. “Correcto. Get one of us inside, find the boss…’n roll ‘im up.”

Soap chimed in again. “I’ll do it.” Ghost’s eyes widened and he felt his claws rip through his gloves. Luckily, none of the others noticed. Alejandro spoke up. “You go in there, hermano, and they’ll kill you.” Ghost looked to the side, taking deep breaths and forcing his shift back down. He wanted to go in there and rip and tear them all to pieces to keep Johnny safe.

He shook his head, snapping back to attention. “-you’ll need eyes and ears. I’ll go too.” Alejandro was saying. Ghost chimed in. “I’ll take overwatch. Shadow circles the target in a helo.” Graves nodded. “Roger that.” Ghost tuned them out again, only moving when the rest of them moved.

He got settled in his overwatch position, scanning the roof. Graves’ voice crackled through the radio. “Shadows on station.” Ghost responded as he scanned the roof. “Copy, all set here.”

“Seein’ room to set down on the roof.” “Check.” Ghost responded, moving the scope down to the gate. “Eyes on two, armed at the front door.”

“Alejandro, how you doing?” “Un vaquero, inside.”

“Damn, how’d you do that?” “Violently.”

Ghost’s eyes locked onto Soap as he walked towards the gate.. “Visual on Soap.” He heard Graves mutter; “moment o’ truth.” Ghost had to suppress a snarl when he saw the guards hit Soap in the knees. “They see him?” Alejandro asked. “They do now.” Ghost murmured. He watched as they talked to someone on the radio, before dragging Soap up by the shirt collar, putting a bag over his head, and doing a body search. Ghost’s hand tightened on the handle. “They’re taking him in.” Ghost spat, his voice just about a growl.

“Kid’s got sand.” Graves muttered.

“Hope he makes it.” Alejandro whispered, before his comms went dead silent. Ghost let out a breath, suppressing his shift again. ‘Why?’ He thought. ‘Ever since I’ve met Soap, it’s gotten harder and harder to control my shifts. It’s like that damned panther always wants to be around him…’ He let out a breath, just as his comms crackled. “Ghost, you still solid?” Graves asked. “Yeah,” Ghost muttered. “I’m solid.” Graves let out a grunt of confirmation. “Hey…Soap’ll make it out of this. I know he will.” Graves tried to reassure Ghost.

Ghost let out a breath. “I know. Doesn’t make me feel better about this.” Graves huffed. “If that ain’t the truth…”

•✧-----------------------------------✧•

It felt like hours later when Alejandro’s voice came through the comms. “Ghost, we’re in.” Ghost let out the biggest sigh of relief at the confirmation that Soap was alive. “What’ve you got?” He asked, and his heart fluttered at Soap’s voice. “El Sin Nombre is in the penthouse. Third floor.” Then Alejandro spoke again. “Elevator is a straight shot. We just need Diego’s keycard.”

Ghost nodded. “Where’s Diego?” Alejandro responded. “The ofrenda, second floor.” Soap spoke up next. “Ye seein’ anything, Lt?” Ghost moved his scope around a little. “If you can scout a way to the roof, there’s access to the penthouse.” He heard Soap chuckle. “I’m headed upstairs either way.” Ghost chuffed again, listening to them for a minute before chiming in again. “Find El Sin Nombre and let's get this done. Out here.”

He spotted Soap outside of the villa. “Got a visual on you, Johnny. There’s a trellis outside you can take to the roof.” He murmured. Soap chuckled, as he began walking towards the trellis. “It’s Johnny now, aye, Lt?” Ghost huffed. “Well, do you mind?” He asked, keeping a watch as Soap hopped up onto the trellis. “Nae. But that’s a ye only thing, aye? Alejandro, movin’ tae the roof.” Alejandro spoke up. “Copy that, I’ll be right behind you.”

“Multiple cartel up there. We’ll need to clear it.” Ghost muttered. Soap chuckled, holding up a knife. “Lil help, Lt?” He asked, and Ghost grinned underneath his mask. “Anytime, sergeant.” He moved the scope up, aiming at three cartel members who happened to be lined up. He took the shot, as Soap stabbed a fourth in the neck. He continued helping Soap clear the roof until it was all clear. “Roof’s clear. Check the penthouse, I’ll cover you.” Ghost muttered.

He watched as Soap and Alejandro vanished into the elevator shaft, and only a few minutes later did he hear Alejandro go: “All teams, we’re moving on the penthouse. Stand by.” Ghost aimed his scope at the roof. He waited, until he heard the radio crackle back to life.

“-Graves, Sin Nombre is posing as a female sicaria. We're moving in. You set?”

“Check.”

“Ghost?”

“Ready.”

“Take her alive.”

Ghost watched as a woman, Valeria, ran out of the penthouse. He watched as Graves, Soap, and Alejandro cornered her. He waited until the helo came to him to finally relax. The moment he got in the helo, he saw Soap and he felt his heart swell. It took everything in him not to reach out and hug him.

[ballcrusher74]

hello. are you. perhaps 👉👈 willing to talk about the inspector/faux. ive only seen cool arts and no context so im rather curious.

OK!!! I actually love rambling about my ocs so small questions like this make me day. I just get nervous LOL But! I will say, there's gonna probably be a bit I'm leaving out because it does involve my friends' characters and it's still an on-going thing atm (we tend to roleplay on lethal company as our guys. btw the oc group is called Cleanup Crew ! it explains the recent reblogs and new tags I've added on posts with this guy) AND this does also involve my own little interpretations of in-game mechanics and other things, but otherwise, I'll get the rest of him down!

Inspector, also originally known by the name of Terrance Conroy (or Terry), was a typical scavenger working under 'The Company' after a couple rough times on his home planet. (This information isn't necessarily set in stone, but the idea of him being a washed-up rock star before quitting his passion to get a job that pays his rent has been bouncing around in my brain.) He used to be a normal guy, trying to find a little hope in his desperate situation, and was a social butterfly. He tend to bounce from crew to crew, sometimes staying in some for only a couple days, and some for months. He was a very careful man, and looked out for his fellow crew members.

And then, one day, his first death on the job happens.

But instead of being greeted by a bright white light at the end of a tunnel, or complete pitch darkness, he appears on the ship again- completely physically fine.

This.. confuses him at first, yet he continues on.

And then he dies again. And again, and again. Over and over, the more deaths he's endured, the more he comes to a morbid realization that he can't truly die, nor can those around him. He tries to keep this truth hidden away from the others, as they seem to not have mentioned it at all before. He remembers everything. Every time he was ripped to shreds by an eyeless dog, every time he blew up into pieces from a landmine, every time he was shot multiple times, every time he was left behind or ejected as part of the disciplinary process- He felt it all and remembered it all. This goes on for the course of years (around 8-10 roughly) and over that course of time, he begins to grow very careless. What's the point of saving someone if they'll just come back? What's the use of tears when you're only a couple dollars off quota with a shovel in hand?

What's the point of it all? And with that carelessness comes selfishness into the picture. With how long he's been stuck in the cycle, he has become a very manipulative person, putting up a playful and nice persona on the outside- almost sickeningly sweet- in order to help other's do his bidding. He believes that if he were to cause so much chaos, disorder, and disruption within a crew, to where it's like animals mauling each other apart, he'd be able to break free from it himself. He doesn't care anymore about leaving others behind. He's desperate at this point to find a way out. Faux, who is an alter ego / disguise for Inspector, ties more into the on-going events right now, but I can give a basic rundown on his personality. He's a klutzy and quiet man, typically only talking to others when it's just him and them, and nobody else around, playing himself off as a selective mute. Since this is just Inspector in a jazzy little jester outfit, he still possesses all the traits of that man, just hidden away as to not blow his cover. He's still tugging on the strings in some way, people just don't realize. Sure, he's off putting and just a tad bit strange, but how can a goofy man like that be terrifying?

WOOOW ok that's a lot more typing than expected, but here's also a couple fun facts about the guy !

He stands at 6 feet and 1 inch, and is a very lanky guy compared to others, but this wasn't always the case. He used to just stand at 5 feet and 6 inches, and had more normal human proportions. With how many times he has died and how long it's been of the cycle, it has fucked up his appearance a LOT. Other things include : his 'skin' being grey, his voice constantly sounding like it's coming from a walkie talkie, no visible neck, his face becoming the helmet itself (it still bleeds, but there's nothing in there), and inhumanly flexible.

The only thing left of him that represents his last strand of humanity, is a singular, dim eye behind the tape on his visor.

He is very much not a rational man anymore. He is quick to jump to things, and won't hesitant with his actions.

When waiting to return from death, he is able to manifest in someone's head as a disembodied voice, and will typically mock them, or try and manipulate them further. In this state, he can see everything through the eyes of the person he's haunting. ^ Fun fact about this! This was originally based off a stupid bit where my friend was streaming LC to me with other buddies on the game and I kept telling them to step on landmines and then kill someone for a promotion, and then Inspector was born!

and UH I think that's about it I have for the guy atm! If the rest of the cleanup crew gets dropped than I'll update this accordingly perhaps. As of right now, enjoy my oc slop 👍

[theworldofotps]

Little Bit Of A Brat (Drabble)

Pairing: Pete Dunne x Reader Word Count: 635 Prompt: "It's hot when you talk back"

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If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. ________ Pete wasn’t sure what had gotten into his girlfriend lately, but he was secretly loving it. Normally she wasn’t too bratty in front of his coworkers. But the last couple of days she had been being a super brat, it was probably since he’d been so busy without much time for anything except work. Pete had invited her out to spend two weeks on the road with him and suddenly was slammed with house shows, meet and greets the list went on.

He knew she was trying to be understanding but that bratty part of her was starting to really dislike not having much of his attention since he’d be so tired back at the hotel. Pete tried to keep that in mind when she rolled her eyes and gave him attitude. But flipping him off and walking away when he tried to ask if she wanted to get dinner was the last straw.

Collecting his bag Pete left catering slowly making his way down the hallway at a casual pace. Normally he would follow right after her into his locker room and handle the bratty behavior but this time he wanted to try something a little different. Pete knew she was expecting him, so he decided to take the long way round.

By the time he was at the locker room door he knew she’d probably be thinking he got busy again, stopping at the door he listened for any noise then pushed it open. Holding back a smirk at the daggers, she threw his way Pete dropped his bag on a chair. Walking past her he got the towel from his toiletry bag, then turned on the shower so he could wash up.

“Strip.”

He told her in a low but firm voice watching as her chin rose her eyes slightly narrowed as she smirked at him.

“I’m a grown woman I think I can decide for myself when I need to get undressed or in the shower. Besides don’t want to waste time getting undressed only for you to run off for another engagement for work.”

“Mm it’s hot when you talk back. I wasn’t giving you a choice brat I said strip and get your ass in the shower.”

“Make me.”

He loved when she got like this so Pete scooped her up putting her on his shoulder making his way back into the bathroom as she tried to wiggle away. Giving a warning slap to her ass he set her down on her feet and given the fact she was wearing one of his black shirts. He ripped it down the middle watching the pieces pool around her hips.

“Now are you going to be a good girl and finish undressing or are you going to continue to be a brat?”

Her silence left him to grab her sweatpants, pulling them down her legs followed by her undergarments. Carrying her squirming body once more he set her on her feet in the shower and grabbed his washcloth lathering it with soap.

“I know you’re upset with me and I’m sorry I know we were supposed to spend these two weeks together. I didn’t know until last minute that all this stuff was going to be given to me.”

He slowly started washing her body and back letting the water hit them both as he scrubbed them clean.

“I took the next four days off so we can do whatever you want when we get to each city.”

Watching her eyes light up Pete smiled kissing her forehead before turning her into the water to rinse off then himself.

“But we can’t let your behavior go unpunished so on your knees dove and don’t fight me about it, we both know how much you love having my cock in your mouth.”

[justafeweggnoodles]

Chaotic Art Journal

(there is nothing else to this, just enjoy some chaotic art made with charcoal, collage and some other things thrown in (im going to kinda explain the spreads / artworks))

Front cover: Watcher eye thing, its going to keep appearing through out so that's something. Text: They are always watching

Inside of cover / Page 1: just the start of the book Text: A collage of thoughts. To begin press X. Entertain Them.

Page 3/4: A list of things I like drawing and some prompts I came up with and didn't do. Text (black scribbles): Mushroom. The Stories we tell, Guide the worlds formation. The ones who watch. Prompts.

Page 5/6: So this was just a cute pastel sketch then the rest of the book was black scribbles so I added some, the writing has to do with the Everything's Interconnected AU but I haven't covered it before. Text: Fairy Floss Duo. The forge burns. The power of knowledge takes.

Page 7/8: soooo um Mr Sunshine from Pikuniku and eyes with pupils made from coins. This was once again originally did not have the black writing. Text: Free Money. He kills YOU. Our perception lies. What do you SEE.

Page 9/10: Cabaret by Penelope Scott lyric reference and my friend's character, Emily. Text: Am I a fucking cabaret to you? Emily.

Page 11/12: OOOO look life series imagery and random photos from the newspaper. Text (the pencil this time cause there is no black text): The canary will always go first. If you stop trying it will burn. You can't escape. They make the rules. There is always the next game. Play again?? Yes. They always watch.

Page 13/14: More lyrics, this time a full 2 page spread of them. They are from Blueprint by Slowly Slowly. Text: Call the cops, somebody stop me. RIP my sick head of off this body. WE are the gods now, we say what goes. Off with the fairies, horns up, eyes closed. 666, just make a wish. Please promise you'll always have time for this. Back to basics, back on our bullshit. I'll get the hang of it. You be my blueprint.

Page 15/16: this is about a character I made to go in the Everything's Interconnected AU. She is from a time right before Kingdomcraft and grew up with the rulers, but she wasn't alive when they ascended to their thrones. What happened to her??? Text: She died before them ALL. The candles guide the souls to HER.

Page 18 (page 17 was blank so I left it out): It is a bit hard to see but here is the girl talked about in page 16 and 17. Text: The Rapids Keeper.

Page 19 / 20: Talking about the watchers with a little bit of front cover thumb nailing visible. Idk what the general consensus is with the life games but I think that the players where taken and have no memory of their home and between games they are in a prison thing. Text: THEY took us from our homes. They are always watching, always.

so that's it. hope u found that interesting. There are more pages left some maybe one day I'll update u guys with what gets made (if it gets made). Now im going to go and try to tag this, which is going to be... interesting.

[spicyseonghwas]

hurt-comfort ; with - beomgyu

pairing :: choi beomgyu x male reader genres/au's :: fluff, angst, hurt-comfort viewer rating :: 13+ content warnings :: cursing, crying word count 530 words network tag @preciousillusions-net a/n im only postng this today to keep the murderer-by-fluff allegations going

"yaaah, what's wrong with youu?" gyu whined out of nowhere, giving you a scathed look.

"wh-" you stuttered, confused by the sudden lashing out. "gyu, what the hell? no, what's wrong with YOU??" you nearly yelled. hurt, you scowled, turning away to hide the tears that had suddenly begun to burn in your eyes. you scooted almost a yard away from him in an effort to get away.

"y/n-" gyu heard the pain and shake in your voice, reaching over and putting a hand on your shoulder in an effort to console you.

"FUCK OFF, GYU, YOU-" you cut yourself off before you could stoop down to the low, icy level your best friend was sitting on. you shoved his hand off your shoulder and ran from txt's dorm common room, your face in your hands as you paid no mind to the sobs ripping from your lips.

"that was fucked on a real low level, my man." yeonjun said, having looked up from his phone to the commotion.

it was now gyu's turn to cover his face with his hands, which were already soaked in the hot tears now brimming in his own eyes.

"i-i know." he choked out.

"then go fix it, you sad little shit..." soobin mumbled absently; but he was still right. gyu had to fix this...

~+~

"y/n?" gyu whispered, knocking softly on your door. when you didnt answer he softly and carefully added, "y/n, i know you're in here, i can hear you crying... let me come in, i wanna talk this out."

your weak, half-assed, near-silent "fuck you..." went respectfully unheeded by beomgyu as he opened what he now realized was his bedroom door the rest of the way and walked quietly into the room. he crawled onto the bed and laid down behind you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his nose in your neck in a spooning position.

"i'm sorry for lashing out at you, y/n," he whispered into your ear, reaching around and gently caressing your wet face. "it was really unnecessary and mean of me." he used his thumb to carefully and softly wipe the tears from your face.

gyu huffed quietly through his nose when you didn't answer. he crawled carefully over you, flopping down on his side in front of you. he reached out and cupped your face softly in both hands, pressing his thumbs every-so-gently on your bottom eyelids to help stem hte flow of the tears he knew were burning your eyes and sinuses and probably causing you a headache.

"why did you snap at me..." you whimpered, leaning hesitantly into his hands- even as broken as you felt you still couldnt say no to the gentle contact he was giving you.

"i don't know, i'm not sure what happened to me there." he whispered back.

"but i know i love your cuddles, and i'll never snap at you for giving them to me again." he added, a smile spreading across his face and infecting your heart with softness.

"we cool, bestie?"

you giggled as though drunk- which you metaphorically were: his smile was all the wine anyone ever needed.

"yeah."

© seonghwas-lighter 2023-2024.

[chaotic-average-child]

ngl i usually dont have problems with dash updates etc, i get used to it. but for the love of god the new one is just physically painful to use.

I already made a shitty edit of what i meant, but i wanted to improve now that im not fucking exhausted lmao

I am going to be critiquing the new UI, and comparing it to twt, and how poorly they pulled it off dont keep reading if u dont care/think im overreacting

and im not gonna sugar coat my opinion on it. please understand when u read.

Honestly its just bad, its a copy of twt, and I use twitter??? you'd think id have no trouble adjusting since ive used both since 2020. (tumblr first but ykno)

but it just feels totally wrong. the buttons are too small, compared to twitter's much larger ones, the change between the top bar with the post types vs the new +create button is just???

If it was about icons, you could make a form of hover to see what they do. but now it feels so much more painful to use. like i physically struggle to find shit on the new dash because tumblr decided to put shit in weird ass locations.

all the improvements supporters are talking about could have been done without messing with the whole site alignment.

(blogs censored cuz im digging into tumblr here like im not holding back and i dont want randoms being brought into smth)

This would have accomplished the exact same thing

(not perfect but i need to get my idea across.)

Id probably spread out the icons too, to get room for text. especially since theres room over there

AGAIN I DONT WANT IT TO LOOK EXACTLY LIKE THIS!! THIS IS JUST DEMONSTRATING WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT

Or like this so that its even with the tumblr logo

Or hell, just make the upper ui look similar to the post ui where it extended the bar to add the text in.

like this.

(again i dont think this exact layout would be best but Im trying to show what i mean.)

Like I LIKED the explore update

I liked getting recommended blogs!

I even like radar n shit

But the new layout is objectively worse.

this was messing w muscle memory for no reason. and just making the whole site look bizzare

and its not even a GOOD twitter rip off.

Here is my biggest issues with the new ui

(not written but i have a problem with the fyp and shit being so high up, like it s at the same level as the logo)

Here's a direct overlay

The tiny icons is what really confuses me + the placement of the create button? like why????

the misaligned tumblr logo too. like really??? would that be copying too much??? they already had a pretty good ui??? just add the text to that????

Tumblr really wasnt that hard to use? most confusion could be fixed with text under.

anyways if tumblr REAALLLYY wanted to do this like desperately

everything on the right makes slightly more sense, given the fact tumblr has always had right side ui.

(please ignore the shitty parts, im just trying to get a point across not actually make a new ui lol)

Anyways,,, I may be overreacting but its really not the change that bothers me.

its how they changed it

also recent stuff i heard about tumblr recently is making me really not wanna be nice about this, at all.

Its just weird that in their path of adding the text they have removed other accessibility features they used to have.

and the fact that tagging a post with "epilepsy warning" puts it in the epilepsy tag is abysmal.

I kinda dont buy that this was for accessibility given tumblr's other actions.

Anyway i dont blame individual members of staff but cmon yall...

[reineyday]

I'm very curious about your grimmichi babysitting and grimmichi casts heal on your WIP tag game thingy--do you mind talking about them a little?? ❤️❤️

I hope yoire having a great day/night/time!❤️🧡💙

OH MAN OKAY IM SO EXCITED so there's this post about how cats purr to help heal their companions and someone added this story about how they got sick and their mom's asshole cat sat on them and purred all while wearing this disgruntled "this doesnt make us friends" expression and i was immediately like "that's grimmjow" 😂 so it's a short fic where ichi misses weekly sparring cuz he's sick and grimmjow comes over in his resurreccion and lies down on him and purrs hahaha

for the babysitting one, it starts with ichigo and grimm supposedly going on their first proper date but ichigo ends up having to bring kazui cuz the babysitter cancelled last minute. they get into an argument about kazui but when grimm makes his dramatic exit through a garganta, he gets followed by the toddler in question, who gets followed by his dad. they both tumble out onto the hueco mundo sand after grimmjow, upon which ichigo immediately gets kidnapped by nel on bawa bawa, leaving grimmjow with a tiny toddler who calls him "kitty." rip grimm.

here's some snippets under the cut! and i hope youre having a good day too, thanks for the ask!!! 🥰💗💘💞💓💖💕

grimmjow is at once a firm and gentle presence keeping him in the bed, and ichigo finds himself comforted.

purring casts heal

"good kitty," ichigo says softly, and then yelps at the sharp claws suddenly embedded into his side.

"say that again kurosaki and i'll murder you right here in your bed," comes the angry reply. grimmjow shifts his head and digs his chin extra hard into ichigo's chest.

"grimm," ichigo whines. "im sick and youre clawing me?"

"physical wounds are unrelated to your immune system, youll survive," grimmjow replies.

"you realize the immune system helps heal wounds too right?" ichigo asks. "now itll take me longer to heal." that's not exactly how it works but ichigo can whine, okay? he's sick.

"thats why im here fuckface," grimmjow replies. "the. the purring. helps." he's scowling so hard while he says this that ichigo grins on automatic.

"aw kitten i knew you cared about me," ichigo says smugly. he doesnt care if he's bleeding onto his sheets from the claws in his side, this is worth it.

"i said this doesnt make us friends!" grimmjow replies.

babysitting fic

Grimmjow pushes away anything resembling a feeling and uses sonído to get the fuck through the garganta, ignoring the yelling he hears behind him. When he lands in the sands of Hueco Mundo, however, two orange-headed bastards fall in a pile right behind him.

"What the fuck," Grimmjow says.

"Fuck!" the tiny orange bastard exclaims cheerfully.

"Fuck," says the bigger one, a lot more annoyed.

*

The first place Grimmjow tries to ditch the kid is at the shouten.

He opens a garganta directly in front of Kisuke himself and tries to drop Kazui off, but the kid clings to Grimmjow's arm like a little demon. Kisuke does absolutely fuck-all while Grimmjow tries to detach the child from his arm. Actually, Kisuke does worse than fuck-all because he laughs at Grimmjow for the entire forty minutes he spends shaking his arm, trying to dislodge tiny Kurosaki.

*

"You sleepy, kid?" Grimmjow asks. Kazui nods and rubs his eyes blearily, then yawns again, a smaller one this time. Grimmjow finds himself snickering. "Me too, kid."

"Nap time?" Kazui asks.

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Grimmjow replies. Before he can do anything like move over to make more space, the kid flops down right on top of Grimmjow's chest. Grimmjow may or may not go "oof" from the unexpected weight.

"Good night, Gimmy!" Kazui says, snuggling right up to Grimmjow like Grimmjow isn't a murderous hollow with no soul.

[poisonouswritings]

I posted 10,152 times in 2022

That's 10,152 more posts than 2021!

709 posts created (7%)

9,443 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@crabbarts

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I tagged 5,554 of my posts in 2022

Only 45% of my posts had no tags

#get in queue - 2,139 posts

#last legacy - 558 posts

#ozzy answers - 408 posts

#fictif last legacy - 400 posts

#sage lesath - 367 posts

#ozzy speaks - 234 posts

#ozzy daydreams - 222 posts

#anon asks - 216 posts

#fictif sage - 178 posts

#anisa anka - 160 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#but anyways im *still* getting whump posts under 'posts you may like' and i do not like it!! and i keep saying this post isnt for me and it

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Dialga v. Palkia Does Not Go As Expected

PLA, GN!Reader

Adaman and Irida want to have a fight, you just want to eat some potato mochi

Since the two clans have reached a peaceful treaty, it seemed only proper there be some sort of festival to celebrate. And since Jubilife Village has always been a sort of middle ground, it only makes sense to hold the party here. Plus, well, this is where the gods live.

Speaking of, you've become something of an,, ambassador between humans and the Almighty, as well as the de facto moderator for arguments between the clans. That's another reason everyone is gathering in the village.

Commander Komodo says that you have to look the part. You try to argue but then Cyllene pulls a sword out of nowhere - apparently she was the best swordsman in Hoenn? You make a note to ask about it later - and reminds you about following orders. So you relent and spend the day getting ready.

The tailor - Anthe - borrows some of your Pokémon for inspiration. It's a little silly to say but it gives you just a tiny bit of anxiety. How would you feel, having four friends who are always by your side suddenly whisked away? You feel just a tiny bit naked. But you stick through it, helping Rei and Akari hang up streamers and trying not to jump when Ingo randomly yells from a few feet away.

Seriously what did he do in his past life where he was always yelling?

Anthe's custom outfit is gorgeous, as you expected. There's a bit of a mish-mosh of colors to represent the Almighties; blue for Dialga, pink for Palkia, white for Arceus, you even talked her into adding some black and gold for Giratina.

Then it's heading over to Arezu so she can fuss over your hair.

You're finally rescued when Adaman and Irida show up about an hour before the festival is set to start. Arezu immediately pulls Adaman into a conversation, while Irida helps you to your feet. Arezu finally releases both you and Adaman, so together with Irida you three scamper back outside.

Like I said, they're here an hour early. You link your arm with Adaman's and nudge his side, teasing him a bit. You grab Irida's hand to tease her too.

'Oh you're here early? Did you forget the time? Did Irida have to come get you so you didn't be late? Irida I didn't know you were so prompt and timely. That's not a very Pearl Clan thing to do. Not very traditional.'

They're both a bit red-faced. Irida is scowling at you while Adaman is sticking his tongue out. You copy his childish display, and within moments you're locked in a fierce tongue battle

No not like that. Sorry to disappoint.

Irida (lightly) smacks Adaman on the back of the head. He yells but she ignores him, facing you with a gleam in her eyes. She explains that they actually have a request. That definitely sobers Adaman up a bit.

They want to battle each other with Dialga and Palkia to settle, Once And For All, which Clan is better.

You,,, are immediately hesitant. Not because you're concerned about the Pokémon ripping open the fabric of reality again - okay that's a lie you kinda are a bit worried about that - but because,, look it's already a little difficult for the clans to wrap their heads around you casually keeping their respective Almighties in a Pokéball and you really don't want to make that worse.

But Adaman and Irida seem genuine. So you relent, bringing them over to the training grounds. You have over your Pokéballs and go to stand with Ingo. One of the balls in your belt rattles. With a glow, Giratina emerges, settling beside you to watch the fight. You give it a few Oran berries as a treat.

Once the clan leaders get over their initial awe - and you remind Dialga and Palkia that, hey, humans kinda need the fabric of space-time to stay together to survive so don't go too hard - they're ready to brawl!

You end up crawling onto Giratina's head to get an aerial view. You reach back into your satchel and pull out a container of potato mochi for a snack. You're about to pop one in your mouth when four of them start to glow - two blue, two pink. Leaving you with just three left.

You roll your eyes and remind them to share.

Much to the clan leaders' shock, the gods have just,,, stopped fighting. You could have told them to expect this but the look of confusion slowly morphing to a surprised understanding on both their faces is much funnier. Surprised understanding turns again into confusion when they each receive a mochi.

A blessing from the lord

You slide off Giratina's back to the floor and pass one mochi over to Ingo and another to the Void Pokemon itself. Then you finally snack on yours.

Last week, Palkia opened a mini-wormhole just to steal Professor Laventon's toque. And Dialga laid down in front of the Galaxy Hall and refused to move until Rei and Akari promised to take it on their next survey. And Giratina sat in front of your house and refused to let you leave until you gave it a kiss on the head and reaffirmed that, yes, Giratina is a very good Void Snake.

They're powerful, borderline Eldritch creatures, sure. But like most creatures - most humans included - sometimes they wanna be showered in affection. And sometimes they wanna eat good food with good friends.

And isn't that what this festival is all about?

Right as you finishing explaining that, Giratina lobs a Shadow Ball right in Palkia's face and escapes through a wormhole. Palkia gives an indignant roar and follows. Dialga makes a purring sound that might be a laugh. Then Giratina pops up behind Dialga and lobs another Shadow Ball, which makes Dialga snarl and give chase.

The four of you - Adaman, Palina, Ingo, and yourself - all stand in the middle of the court, watching the legendary Pokémon chase each other around. Ingo chuckles and says siblings are like that. Irida asks if he has any siblings. He frowns and shrugs, saying he doesn't remember.

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#4

Consider:

We seem to have god-like healing powers, since we can like, leap off cliffs and whatever and just stumble for a sec before being good (I always imagined Arceus basically gave us a super good healing factor)

Imagine the chaos when everyone finds this out

Adaman

You invite Adaman to go on a survey with you in the Mirelands. As the Clan leader, he's pretty familiar with the surroundings so he's happy to show you around and help out in whatever way he can

He can make sure you don't waste time getting lost

You guys go out. It's been a nice day. You're chatting about nothing too particular, just some gossip on the wardens and making jokes about Kamodo and whatever.

You're expertly throwing Pokeballs and crushing everything in your path

When suddenly

There's an alpha

Not just any alpha, but a Carnivine. And it's spotted you.

You react on impulse. You send out your biggest Pokemon and tell it to get Adaman out of here and dart to the side to draw Carnivine's attention

Adaman is freaking out because Carnivine are Big and Scary™ but he also doesn't wanna leave you behind

Your Pokemon keeps headbutting him, trying to push him away from the battle

You're darting and dodging and hiding behind rocks and whatever, keeping Carnivine's attention solely on you

Adaman yells at you to stop fucking around and run for cover

Sweetie why would you do this

You're taken by surprise. You hear him yell and your first impulse is to look over, and Carnivine takes the chance to rush you and Cut You Bad™

Definitely poisons you a bit

Your Pokemon finally gives up on trying to shove Adaman away and goes after Carnivine itself, making swift work of kicking it's ass and sending it packing

Bonus points if it's an alpha of something adorable like Bidoof or Combee or whatever but my brain defaults to a Luxray so do with that what you will

Adaman runs over to you and drags you behind a tree. There's blood. Oh Almighty Sinnoh you are bleeding Quite A Lot and he's freaking out because Pokémon are so dangerous why the fuck were you toying with it why couldn't you have just let him fought it with his Leafeon or something oh fuck you're gonna die-

You cover your mouth. Cough. He's trying to stop the bleeding but his hands are shaking and

Wait

The blood has stopped

???

There's this very faint golden glow around you for a few moments. Your wound heals. You're all good. Somewhere between amused because this happens to you all the time and a little guilty because poor boy was so scared for you

He's still shaky so help him wash his hands and bring him back either to his settlement or the research camp, whichever is closest.

Explain about your healing powers. Once you do he calms down a lot.

By the time you reach wherever you're dropping him off at, you're both joking about what happened.

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284 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#3

Smooches :(

I'm going to assume this is a request about the Last Legacy M4 since that's what I write the most of. Mayhaps this is your way of saying you want a smooch, in which case I say 'same'. But I'm not actually sure. So while I appreciate you thinking I'm smart enough to get this, I am actually Very Very Stupid and taking a swing in the dark here. Hope you enjoy!

GN!reader, fluffy fluff

Felix

I think Felix is a very big fan of casual smooches. He's been studying or working on experiments for nine hours straight and you just swoop in out of nowhere to kiss his cheek. Instant Dopamine Boost. Instant energy.

In as much as I like to joke about Felix being Easily Flustered, he's also the only Starswon (Rime notwithstanding) that's been in a canon long-term relationship. He's definitely get a lil embarrassed hehe blushy blushy man but he keeps his composure fairly well. Sometimes makes a little noise, sometimes shrinks up a little bit, the tips of his ears turn pink. But he'll look at you and pout and ask if That's All He's Getting™

If you sit with him while he's reading, I think he smooches you a lot. Doesn't even pull his eyes away from the page, just kinda leans over and kisses your cheek, your jaw, your neck, whatever's close enough. He's Focused™ but he still wants to worship you a lil

When he's not distracted by studies, he's a bit more flustered but he still gives you a lot of little kisses and smooches and pecks

I think especially when something reminds him of Rime. I feel like we don't talk enough about Protective!Felix being afraid of losing MC. So anyways when something makes him think of Rime, it kinda automatically makes him think about how Rime died, and that stresses him. Even if it was Unavoidable, he still worries about that happening to you. So he'll randomly pepper your cheeks and lips with little kisses and hold your hand. Kisses the back of your hand too.

I feel like all of Felix is very soft,, includes his lips,,,, do with that info what you will,,,,,,

He do Big Spell. Head Hurty. When he tries to sleep, smooch his temple. Makes him feel better.

Anisa

Heheh...ehehehe.....cat wife kisses

Gods i miss her

I feel like she loves all types of smooches, but especially sneaky ones! She's spent such a long time following the rules and being The Model Citizen™ that she likes the thrill of it. She's also incredibly proud to be your Knight In Shining Armor!! And as long as you guys aren't doing anything too dirty she doesn't care who sees a bit of PDA.

I think she'd like being kissed on her hands/wrists, tip of her nose, and collarbone. If you wanna be cute and kiss her chest where your heart is, she'll be super flustered but like it (as long as you guys aren't in public at that point).

Her favorite places to smooch you would probably be,,, your forehead (she uses her hands to smoosh your cheeks a lil whenever she kisses your forehead) and the spot below your ear. Maybe nips at your earlobe a little bit when she's feeling flirty but probably not in public

I feel like she hugs you from behind a lot!! Possibly sneaks up on you to give you surprise kisses.

She comes home after a long day of work,, she's so tired,,, help her pull her armor off,,,, give her a lil kiss on the shoulder,,,,,, she melts,,,,,,,,, and when she has nights when the memories are too much for her to deal with and she can't sleep, cuddle her. In between stories and jokes and dreams you two shares, smooch her hand/wrist. Makes her very calm.

I think if you guys are laying around and just kinda relaxing and you suddenly start kissing her, she would purr a little. I don't even know if half-ilephtas can purr, but damnit, she does.

Sage

I was gonna say that I hc that the only source of wholesome smooches Sage ever had before you was probably like, when he and Tulsi were younger and say she was afraid of a thunder storm he would probably kiss the top of her head or whatever (which is something my older sister still does to me a lot when I'm upset) but after That Post from the Insta I feel like that'd be inappropriate,,, which is really shitty because siblings should be allowed to show affection for each other without people being freaks about it,,,,,

But anyways

I think Sage is used to making out and whatever, but soft lil smooches??? Foreign concept.

The first time you smooch his cheek out of nowhere he just bluescreens. He's dead. Gone. Vanished. Slain. He tries to be flirty to hide his embarrassment but you give him this wholesome little smile and he just puts his head down because he needs a second

He's a bit of an attention whore so once you start he doesn't want you to stop. If you're busy studying he 10,000% does the lil headbutt thing.

Definitely likes kissing your hands and nibbling on your fingers a lil but also your forehead, the top of your head, and the crook of your neck because he's trying to hide his face a lil cause he's blushing

Ooh big strong cat man blushing like a tomato because he's being sweet on his loving partner

I also think Biting Is A Love Language! You will get nibbled on often!! Obviously when he's flirty he's messing with you that way but even when he's just being a blushing dork, he gives you a lil love bite. Though I have a thing for marking so porhaps I'm projecting but I'm sure you don't mind

Loves it when you kiss his head/ears, his cheeks, probably his chest too. And if you kiss his scars? Especially while mumbling a bit of praise about how big and strong he is? He simply Ceases To Exist.

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#2

Mc being to afriad to tell the LIs she loves them so she says it when she thinks they're alseep but theyve caught on and are only just pretending to sleep so they can hear it

Ajfigkda I love this trope so much 🥺

GN!Reader, sleepy times

Felix Escellun

Felix has noticed that you are,, a little more shy than normal. Certainly more affectionate but a little less talkative, a little less open.

At first he thinks something is wrong. Did he maybe do something? Are you alright?

But then one day you hug him from behind and nuzzle into the crook of your neck. Mumble something he doesn't catch into the skin of his shoulder. And when he asks you to repeat it you just squeeze him a little tighter.

That's when he first realizes what it is you really want to say.

Do you think,, he was the one to say it first to Rime? Because in my head I think Rime said it first, and I think that's how Felix kind of recognizes what you're up to.

But he wants to give you some space for it. So,,

It's been a long day of studying. You've been doing it again - starting to speak, pausing, shaking it off and sinking back into a mostly-comfortable silence.

Mostly comfortable. It's an itty bit awkward. The 'weight of unsaid words' and all that.

Well, wouldn't the best way to fix it be to get the words said? He thinks so. So that day, in the study, he makes a show of curling himself up in the armchair and leaving the blanket bunched around his waist before 'falling asleep'

It takes about ten minutes. Your footsteps are soft and light and gentle and he only hears them because he was listening. You pull the blanket up over his shoulders. Tuck it in a little. Brush some of the hair away from his face. He's trying really hard not to smile because you're being so soft. And then you lean down and whisper 'I love you' and his face is flaming red and then as soon as you leave the room he sinks down into the blanket and just makes a really quiet noise because yeah he was expecting but still-

Spends the next 20 minutes basically squealing into his blanket before getting himself together. The next time you come in he kisses your hand continues with his reading. Hopefully now that you've said it, you'll be brave enough to say it again

Anisa Anka

Anisa kind of sees it coming but she also doesn't want to jump the gun y'know? Cause like, if she says it first and you weren't ready to say it, then that's gonna pressure you into saying it. And she doesn't want that.

So what should she do? You keep blushing whenever you look at her for too long and ugh you're making it so obvious it's adorable

But she doesn't want to make things weird, doesn't wanna put any pressure on you. It's her job to protect you in this world. She can't abuse that position, not even accidentally.

Hm. This really is rather difficult to navigate around.

Once night she gets home late from her patrol. She creeps back into the apartment to see that you're in her bed, all bundled up and drooling on her pillow a little. She chuckles a little to herself as she changes out of her armor and into something more comfortable. Then she goes to sleep on the couch.

As she's laying there, trying to fall asleep, she hears soft footsteps. Your footsteps, she'd recognize them anywhere. You walk over and carefully nudge a pillow (not the one you drooled on, obviously) under Anisa's head. She's wide awake but she's feigning sleep, wanting to see what you do.

'...hey... Anisa. I love you.'

Her hair poofs a bit as she tries really, really hard not to smile like a fool.

'Wh- A-Anisa! You're not even asleep!'

She opens her eyes with a little laugh and lightly grabs your hand, keeping you from shyly scurrying away. She wants to see your face, after all. 'How could I possibly sleep when the person I'm in love with just said they love me?'

Your eyes are big and wide because Oh She Just Confessed To Loving You Back and she's just giggling because you look so cute. She also feels a little light-headed from a mix of happiness and adrenaline because She Really Likes You And Her Heart Is Racing.

You guys end up falling asleep in her bed. Together.

Sage Lesath

Y'know I don't think Sage sees it coming!! He's never been in love before and he's never stayed with any one person long enough for him to recognize the signs. No, I think that he knows something is up but he doesn't know what.

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360 notes - Posted May 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Imagine if the ArcPhone has it's own WiFi network so the player can look stuff up

During a meeting you're just looking up dramatic music stings and randomly playing one whenever Kamodo/Adaman/Irida/Cyllene starts talking

When Laventon talks you play various clown themes (affectionate)

You play train sounds around Ingo because it makes him happy (even if he can't remember why)

Teach Melli about Snapchat and filters

Make 'wot in tarnation' memes about Lian

Show Iscan some scary Dusclops fanart if you wanna be evil

If you wanna be nice show him cute fanart

Change the phone's clock in front of Adaman just to piss him off

Change the phone's location in front of Irida just to piss her off

Teach Rei and Akari some Vocaloid songs+dances and encourage them to show everyone

You get a text from Arceus

There's a link that he says is some important information about how to fight Electrode or whatever

You click it

It's a Rick Roll

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[evankelmpp]

Superman hcs !!

disclaimer!! autism is a spectrum the way i may experience is not the way we all experience it, im just going off of mine

Tags:

SFW, superman x autistic!reader, gnc!reader, fluff, alternative!reader , i am a newer superman fan so that’s it’s own warning, no pronouns used, and alt!reader, mention of allergies (reader has allergies), reader is physically smaller then superman (not like 4,5 petite or skinny, weight isn’t mentioned)

(sorry for the 50 million tags just wanted to include more diversity cause i see none)

• Due to his super senses he’s incredibly understanding of your overstimulation

• since he got used to it he’d give you his old noise cancelling headphones

•everything’s so quiet you think you went deaf the first time trying them (they were made for superpowered senses)

•he would love listening to your SI’s and would casually learn more to add to the conversation

•(he’d also bring it your super causally like he wasn’t researching it just for u)

•he would end up sneaking you to the daily planet to meet anyone involved with your SI

• for example, if you were obsessed with a show/book he would push for the creator to get interviewed just so you could meet them

•if you had trouble putting your hair up in liberty spikes he’d help

• “Y’know i used to use a whole can of hair spray when i first became superman” he‘d tell you, the first time helping you out

• “yea I know you looked like a pomade ad” you teased

• he wouldn’t laugh but for a split second you think you saw a smirk

• after months of convincing he’d let you put guyliner on him

•THE HUGS THIS MAN WOULD GIVE OMG

•if you are like me and love deep pressure he would 100% deliver

•it’d put all weighted blankets to shame

• “are you sure this isn’t too much i don’t wanna hurt you”

• “i would be so happy to die like this Kal”

• if you even slightly joke like that he would be so worried and fussy over you afterwards

• (he’d secretly use his vision to make sure there was no broken bones)

• this is the bare minimum but he would never judge your style nor you stimming around him

• your guys place would look hilarious half of the house would look all country and fall and your side would look like a haunted house

• opposites attract 100%

• he’d be a regular at all of your safe food places and hide snacks around his place (before you moved in with him) just to always make sure your able to eat at his place (made myself sob with this one)

• he didn’t want you to feel anyway abt that so he’d lie and say they just conveniently… were… at his… place

• he’s a shit lier

• he’d also carry a epipen with him just incase

• after you had a severe reaction and it’s tense because he just had to use the epipen and is still worried about you, you’d joke about how techincally he also has an allergy

• in your drowsy state you’d say “ since kyriptonite is from your home plant and it hurts you… wouldn’t that be like a grass allergy?”

• he’d just kinda look at you like :|

• You guys had planned a date night but after he kicks ass as superman and you have a long day at work/school you decided to just spend time together at home

• You have the wise idea to swap clothes

• You try and fail to not stare at his abs as he basically destroys your rob zombie t-shirt

• You have to tie back your dyed hair and wear a hat and wear a flannel that’s bigger then you so you have to also tie it back

•there’s no way you could wear his pants without rolling up the pants legs 50x so you just wear leggings underneath

• he is half naked with crappy black makeup cause you insisted that he did his own makeup

• you both look stupid but keep pictures to commemorate

• you are practically drooling, like you do not already date this man when you convince him to wear a crop top (it’s not really a crop top he just ripped your shirt trying to put it on but still)

• he is overjoyed when you give him kandi especially when you teach him what plur is and he accidentally breaks them and felt so bad (he looked like a kicked puppy)

• he either leaves them at home or secretly replaces them with stronger material (the elastic band) so he can actually wear them

• he would be confused but very supportive of raves

• we love Kal el in this household

• also you constantly accidentally text his name as Kale because of your autocorrect and it’s the only thing you found out that annoys him

• you abuse that fact

[mrstsung]

Rules:

Plz read before interacting

💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚

I am well above being a minor. I am also not your babysitter. If you are not of age nor comfortable looking at content that is intended for 18+ audiences. You need to either leave,block me,or find another blog. Course this is a mortal kombat fanblog and self ship blog. YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER.

Psa: I am not a babysitter. If you don't feel comfy looking at certain content. Plz do not look. I try to tag ass much as i can that my nsfw writing is for mature audiences and try to inform others that if you are not comfortable with said content, are not allowed to view said content,etc. Plz do not consume said content. You can't blame bloggers and content creators for responsibly tagging and you still consume it and then complain to them about said content when you looked when they gave you warning. But if you still insist on consuming the content. This is in your responsibility. Im not discouraging anyone fron reading smut. (We've all done it,don't lie) but you should know about safety and the consequences of going into nsfw spaces or spaces that have that available. Dont complain the rain is wet because you were stupid to go out into that storm knowing full well you'd get wet without your umbrella. Same goes with nsfw writers,content creators,and artists. Tho tumblr is hella oof when it comes to this stuff anyways. But i want y'all to know this upfront. I tag my posts accordingly to the best of my ability. And give a fair amount of warning. The rest is up to you.

I am a huuuuuuge mortal kombat fangirl. Been a fan of the games since i was but a baby gamer,been a fan of the 95 movie too. So expect me to oogle at this. I have very little people to properly talk to. Also im hella awkward but friendly.

I have my own au and mixed bag of nuts timeline. Because the main timeline is so messed up and all over the place. It feels like a rip off of the mcu. No offense. I'm oldschool with mk,so this is a way of me keeping it simple. If thats not your cup of tea thats fine too. But that's what i go by.

Plz no slander,rude comments,or creepy shit in my askbox. I will leave it open till further notice. Anons will be turned off tho. As i dont trust like that. If there is any whiff of disrespect,hate,etc. I will turn off the askbox.

I am a shang tsung simp and mostly post about him. But a few of my other faves will have honorable mentions. But this is a shang type thang goin on here.

💚heart and soul🐍 : self ship tag with shang tsung

Everything else will be tagged as normal and accordingly. I have other self ship tags as well.

I mostly write for myself,i don't really take requests. I used to in the past but it got so overwhelming. So i mostly just do stuff for me. I apologize if that sounds a tad selfish of me in this small fandom we have here. But i really feel more comfortable just doing content stuff for myself. But i will share and reblog as much as i am able to.

I have adhd,anxiety,and i get overwhelmed easy. So plz be gentle with me. This is important for you to know.

Added on. I actually do have a irl significant other. (I'm adding this just because ive had weirdos in the past be creepy to me,i forgot to mention this. My apologies. My significant other follows me on this blog too. Plus he likes some of my content as well and wants to support me too)

If you wanna see my content you will have to follow me. Tumblr has either wrongfully banished me to the void or the app is absolutely garbage. Either way. You will have to follow. I will try to get back with you asap.

That's all for now. Just the basics and important things. If you wanna know anything else just ask. Enjoy your stay 💚

[sskk-ao3feed]

You long to end your life, so you never will die

by pluton1um

For Aizawa, it seemed to be a normal day; after patrol, he was planning to go home and sleep for eighteen hours. That was until he saw the two bloodied teenagers sitting in an alleyway.

"What the hell."

(In which Dazai and Chuuya are sent into the world of heroes and villains. How will they hold in an environment where moral code is placed at such high esteem?) (TLDR 2.0: Dazai and Chuuya become problem children who bring nothing but trouble and stolen alcohol into UA.)

Words: 47111, Chapters: 11/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), U.A. Faculty (My Hero Academia), Nedzu (My Hero Academia), Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs), Nakajima Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs), Armed Detective Agency Ensemble (Bungou Stray Dogs), Port Mafia Ensemble (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Relationships: idk how to do tags, sorry i probably forgot a ton of characters, but im not typing all of them, Soukoku | Double Black (Bungou Stray Dogs), also im gonna try and keep the characters canon, not a canon rewrite tho, Crossover, isekai crossover, also also want it to be a scientifically accurate as possible, first fic lmfao, Angst, summer camp arc, season 3 and beyond, chuuya gives no fucks, big fat bruh moment,they get transported after the anime ends, just pretend that mori and fukuzawa decide to have them work together again, no smut yall horny, anyways who reads tags lmao, also dazai and chuuya are aged down, theyre sixteen now, No Beta RIP, Canon Divergence, aye wassup bbg this is me one year later adding tags, slow, i will simp for higuchi, should i add midoriya x uraraka into the tags or would that scare people away hmm, also. there are many many characters it won't just focus on dazai and chuuya :), but to put it simply. bungou stray dogs world is the top in this relationship, that is an awful analogy but what imean to say is that it'll focus more on the bsd side of things, hello this is the end of the tags :wave:

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/26467819

[arecipeforfeels]

Got high and decided I’m watching ca:tws so be ready for incoherence:

Marvel movies used to MEAN SOMETHING

They did however always live in the pocket of the military

I don’t care I would eat this movie if I could

They were so insane for it and they had to do civil war as the worlds worst no homo ever

HE DOESNT HAVE ANYONE AROUND THAT SHARES HIS EXPERIENCE COS HES LOST IN TIME

THE WHOLE MOVIE IS HIM BEING UNSUCCESSFULLY SET UP ON DATES

I hate everything

I also am not immune to an action sequence and some fun music….

Also it is very impressive how violent they can make these movies and completely get away with it if there’s no blood splatter

Bad guys r French, more at 10

I took a kickboxing class in like 2013 bc I thought black widow was hot and wanted to also be hot

(Sidenote, I also played basketball for five years bc of high school musical. I have never had an original thought in my life)

FIGHT SCENE NUMBER TWOOOOO

This is an iconic one cos it’s the one where he puts his shield on his back to fight for Even Footing (and also ON VA VOIR U WILL ALWAYS B FAMOUS)

people went so bonkers for that

Tag urself Im the giant harddrive

Okay goofiest admission ever: in this movie there’s a bunch of time spent in this one big building that’s supposedly located in dc. But it’s got this big giant atrium with a huge high steel and glass ceiling, and at some point during this movie someone hits it or crashes through it or shoots it. And every time I hear the words “glass ceiling” I think of this fuckin movie

CHEKHOVS ELEVATOR

“Wow yayyyyyyy war machiiiiiiime!! For sEcUriTy”

US Army wet dream while still trying to keep Cap there as a voice of reason

It’s a fascinating dichotomy

Air and spase! Museum (great night at the museum 3 reference)

Also I cannot believe he goes to his own fuckin exhibit

...actually upon reflection I too would go to my own exhibit

The endgame revisionism of him going back in time is soooooo stupid she does not exist to me

It’s such character assassination of everyone involved

(I don’t care, I say caringly, as I care deeply)

I also had (had??) a massive crush on Hailey atwell

Robert Redford is here

Weird joke about Algerians and the French

THERE IS AN ACTUAL COMPELLING CONVERSATION ABOUT PTSD

This movie is also a Chevy ad

Also I remember seeing the big SUVs in this movie and being like “damn those are tanks” they are also nothing compared to what’s out there now

This movie also feels so much more grounded in actual life

Like we talk abt all the CGI coming in later movies, this one feels gritty in comparison, on simply a mechanical level

Speed tour of dc

We have reached the civilian casualty stage of the movie

I can’t imagine how much money Samuel L Jackson has made off these movies

THE CAR FLIP SHOT W BUCKY IIIIIIIIII (editors note: this is where the coherence begins to go downhill. You can sense the trend)

god this movie

THE SHIELD CATCH IM EATING MY SHOES

Elevator scene lets fuckin goooooooooo

Let’s GOOOOOOOO

the tension build is so good

Everyone say thank u Steve rogers for breaking the glass ceiling

This movie is also an apple ad…2014

GUY WHO FULLY HITS ON STEVE AT THE APPLE STORE

Look the fuckin Natasha Steve bromance in this is lovely

Buddy comedy

I will say this was such a moment for the MCU, the hydra reveal

Esp cos like agents of shield was in its heyday etc etc

2014 sure was a time

This man [Toby Jones] has been so comically typecast forever

OPERATION PAPERCLIP CASUAL NAMEDROP

god

This is so fascinating to me Bc it’s like “Here is how we revisionize the United States’ history of interfering in coups etc etc it was bad guys in the government doing it etc etc”

“What we need to to is get back to the good government”

Sam Wilson the man that you are

Bucky shows up at any time in this fucking movie and I start barking

I am also always thinking of the “we shot him in ze legs” vine

This is my Roman Empire

“I knew him” oooouuuuugggHHHH

RIP Stan Lee

Bucky yeets a guy into a jet engine and by god does he look good doing it

This stupid movie (editors’s note: caught in a miasma of 2014)