#it always makes me ecstatic when people find a way to include them or his other... symbols? motifs? objects of significance?

[canisalbus]

gothic lolita machete came to me in a dream

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[tadc-ragatha]

Hello I saw you were taking request! If you want may you please write a x Virus! Reader who always hacks into the code for the character’s favor during missions or simple things like wanting something

I thought it would be a interesting idea and I hope everything is going well for you, remember to eat/ rest if needed!

-⚜️Anon

Circus Crew with a Virus Reader

TW: Mentions of their unstable minds. Lmk if there are any more.

Type: Headcanons

A/N: "Reader's code got messed up during their transition to the digital world, leaving them with the ability to somewhat hack into the digital circus' code in real time." Hi! You were so polite I'm going to do your request first! Thank you for your manners! This one includes Caine, too! As of writing, only the pilot episode has come out. Spoilers. You're the first request I'm answering! Requests open as of posting.

Caine

He treats you like Bubble sometimes to be honest ("you PARASITE!"). Like, he doesn't hate the humans, but nor does he understand them. And you'd be pretty upset if your worked-on projects and activities were wiped from the code without a care. You're probably his least favourite human for this alone.

Legit, he may just consider finding an exit for you. Again, no real "hatred" per se, but he does find your antics extremely annoying. You probably have to make up some lie about the group just working real hard to fix it so he doesn't abstract himself--if that's even possible. But Jax will always ruin it anyway.

Pomni

She's just like "what?" the whole time. I mean, it's bad enough being the newbie in the digital circus, but then being reminded it's really reality for her and it can become unstable? No thank you. She doesn't quite avoid you or anything, but she isn't super keen on the idea that the world could fall apart.

Still, she tries to get you to help her find the exit. Maybe if you interacted with the computer you'd be able to hack into the whole game and get everyone out of the world. Or, maybe there's something you could do in the void that would help. Anything, really.

Otherwise, you're there to get the games finished so she can go and look for a way out herself. Don't get me wrong, she's nice to you and doesn't intend to just use you, but sometimes it might come off that way. Just give her time; she's desperate.

Ragatha

To be honest, I don't think Ragatha would be very keen on having you around. For your abilities, of course, not your personality. I mean, she's nice to Jax of all people, so she's not going to hate you. She just doesn't like it when you end the activities so quickly.

She holds onto the activities like a lifeline. Without them, she'd be left alone with her thoughts and would pretty quickly start to decline. They're also just kind of fun sometimes, too. There's not much to do in the digital world after years of being there.

She is still a little bit envious, though. I mean, Jax gets to almost teleport (seriously was that him running he was so fast), and you get to hack the freaking system. If only she could have those abilities and maybe she's be able to find an exit. Though, that would probably drive her to abstraction.

Jax

Jax is half annoyed, half ecstatic with your abilities. On one hand, having you mess things up for everyone's convenience is a pain. It stops him from being able to complete his pranks when things suddenly change. And if you do things to stop him from being a jerk, he'll be even more annoyed and will probably make it a challenge for himself to see how many times he can successfully target you.

On the other hand, if you're his ally and will help him in his bullying, he's very happy. I hate to say it, but you'd probably mess things up around Kinger at first so he has a bit of a reality crisis and doesn't know what's real. Though, he'd get used to it after a while and it may not work since he's already seen so much.

Still, you two are partners in crime. Since you're able to do almost whatever, it's easy to get away with what you want. Caine is able to stop you, but he still can't control your mind where you're abilities come from. So, he can't shut them off. And this just leads to more and more torment for Caine and the others.

Kinger

To be honest I don't know how Kinger would react. I think he might just be too out of it to even care too much. That, or he's used to it because something similar has happened before. I mean, he's been there the longest; he would've seen some weird things. Maybe someone else with similar abilities came through only to abstract.

If so, he'd warn you a lot about it. Don't get too wrapped up in your "superpowers" of sorts, or else you might start thinking of yourself too highly. And don't become power-hungry, either, lest you want to go insane. He does care about his friends, guys.

Gangle

Gangle is a bit scared, I imagine. When she's lost her comedy mask, anyway. She just wants a sense of stability and comfort in the uncertain and uncharted territory of the digital world. She's also really shy around you, as with anyone. She doesn't talk to you much out of a mixture of social anxiety and also general fear.

She does feel bad for you, though, and tries to check up on you. Her and Ragatha are the most caring out of the group, and knowing that your code has been corrupted must be very stressful. The trade-off of getting cool glitch powers comes at the cost of your protection and memory. You're much more prone to headaches (which you shouldn't have) and other ailments, and Gangle's always there to try and make you feel better.

Otherwise, it'd be very nice for her if you could get Jax to stop being a jerk somehow. Maybe prank him with some weird happenings so he's too scared to do anything? Or just mess with him (whether it be making him super small and punt-able, or making him super slow). She'd feel guilty about it, but she deserves a break.

Zooble

Zooble's so relieved. They hate the activities and being able to get out of them is such a relief. She has more time to do whatever the hell he wants. If you're their friend, you'll walk off and hang out together doing whatever. Honestly, around them you probably just use your powers for convenience like dragging items towards you and whatnot. Nothing like what Jax does.

Zooble will literally be like "where are they" when you're not there to fix things up. In fact, he'll take it as an excuse to leave the activity and go look for you. Though, it'll probably turn into Ragatha coming with her and inviting Gangle to come along too. Jax will follow, then Kinger probably will, and soon the whole group is going anyway. Not exactly what they wanted; they'll probably tell them to leave and take care of whatever's at hand.

[etheries1015]

hi so I’m curious if I can request the pomfiore trio with a Yuu who loves scars, has like a little under 50, and whenever Yuu gets hurt their super ecstatic is it scars and loves to have people guess how they got all of them. And it’s totally ok if you don’t want to do this it is up to you.

This is very interesting! Not a lot of people like their scars. It for sure took me some time personally to come to terms with the one I have smack dab on my forehead :[ So it's nice to see someone accept them and even find them fascinating! Thank you for the request <3

Pomefiore reacting to MC who has a fascination with scars

TW: Scars! Not self-inflicted in this fic. However, If you struggle with self-harm or know a loved one who does, please reach out to someone you care for and consider receiving assistance through your struggles. You are loved, you matter, and your body does a lot for you, please take care of it! xoxo

General warnings: Gender-neutral reader, more like short little headcannons than anything else of their general thoughts and feelings behind it!

Vil

The first time he saw the different scars on your body, his soul almost left his own. How could someone have so many?! He also admired your confidence, you did not let others teasing you about them get in your way, you never covered them up with makeup, and you basically made a show off of your scars. On one particular day when the two of you sat in the lounge of his dorm, Vil gathered the courage to inquire what exactly is the significance of the scars on your body. He does find it a little disturbing, but if it isn't bothering anyone and you are fully confident in yourself, why bother? It just isn't his cup of tea. BUT he does find your point of view very nice! He starts to see scars in a new light, that includes normal bodily marks.

Epel

"And THIS one-" You spent all of the lunch period going over each and every one of your "battle scars." He was watching you intently, amused and genuinely interested in the stories behind the marks left on your body. You gave him a speech of how scars are like words on a book- there's always a story behind each and every one of them, it's what makes us human. "So cool..." He muttered. Epel probably had more interest in you after that, thinking you're so cool for your scars and how you go into things with full confidence and an adventurous soul! He looks up to you, and sometimes when you're sitting with other people, he will bring it up and you are absolutely ELATED. "Tell them that one story you told me!" You two make quite the pair!

Rook

Rook also has a bunch of scars mainly hidden from the normal person's eyes, so he can relate to you! He is always out hunting, adventuring, and getting himself into a lot of trouble often regarding his physical safety. You spend a good chunk of time sharing stories between each of the scars, and you two soon become pretty close friends because of it! He loves your enthusiasm and the way you remember each of your scars stories, and you even remember HIS stories. You're such an interesting person to Rook, and he is always up for an hour-long conversation about "battle wounds"! Your body is a canvas, and the scars you get from the walk of life are the art! Beautiful, just beautiful!

[romeulusroy]

Being Sam's Twin With Your Own Abilities Would Include:

A/N: Based off this imagine :) I really liked the idea and wanted to write more! Contains s1/s2 spoilers! Just writing to write lol I missed it and I'm having fun 💜

Being twins, you and Sammy were always close

Everyone who saw you asked if you were identical. Clearly you weren't, but people asked stupid questions when it came to twins

John had not one to blame, but two, each of you paying in your own way. He could be mean when he wanted, and after it happened, you'd find one another, not really talking about it, just looking for company

"You think all Dads say these things?"

"I don't know, I really don't know."

You and Sam formed your own babble baby language that freaked both John and Sam out. You'd laugh and laugh and it wouldn't make any sense but to the both of you

You don't remember the language, but you two still crack each other up and share these knowing looks that no one else can decipher. You can bicker and yell and laugh and joke just with your eyes

The two of you lived in Dean's hand-me-downs. Sam hated it, but you never minded. Everything was already worn and comfortable. Plus it made you feel special, like you were cool like your big brother

Yelling at you, Dean and John would get your names mixed up and that would just make them angrier

You and Sam would comfort one another when you were scared, hiding under the blankets with a flashlight

Sam learned to read first, he always so smart, so at night he'd read to you what he could so you could sleep. Sometimes he had a real book, other times he'd read the back of a cereal box or (on extremely rare occasion it wasn't glued to his side) he'd read from your fathers journal

"Sammy?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you read to me?"

He never got frustrated or upset, not even when you learned how to read by yourself. There was just something so soothing about his voice

Dean made each of you hold his hands when you were leaving the motel in the middle of the night or crossing the street. He really felt like a dad with too much on his plate, trying to round up the both of you

You both excelled in school

Your father wasn't too worried about that. You made him proud if you could shoot straight and fight off an attacker, whatever the species, not if you got an A+ on a paper or test

You knew this from the beginning, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. You hated seeing the look on Sam's face when he shoved his good grade into his backpack

Learning different languages together. At first, just Latin, but then a little Spanish, French, Russian, sign language, etc. It was like having your own language again, one neither John nor Dean could figure out

"Stop doing that, you two."

"Doing what?"

"English. We speak English in this house."

Neither you nor Sam wanted to be hunters. You were good at it, sure, but you wanted more for your life. You wanted to go to college and parties and go on real dates and be normal people

Together, you applied to universities, both getting into Stanford

When Sam had that big fight with John, you left too. You would always defend Sam. That night, you got in John's face, and you yelled. Screamed. It was brutal. He'd never admit it, but it broke Dean. It had always been the three of you. Now he was alone

You and Sam clung together those first few weeks of the semester

Being around all those strangers, having the upbringing that you did, it made you feel like a freak. Eventually you learned what to say, how to be, and you found your place

You were the Winchester Twins to anyone who knew you. Neither of you minded that title

You met Jessica when they first started dating and instantly loved her. The flings you dated were nothing, but Jess really meant something to Sam, so she did to you, too. Eventually, when he decided, you were the first person he talked to about getting engaged to her. You were ecstatic. You really wished your mom was here to see just how great Sam turned out

Sam doesn't tell you about his nightmares, but you can always tell when something is off. He looks tired. Jumpy. You wish, later on, that you had brought it up

Dean goes to you before he goes to Sam, knowing if you say yes, he will too

Initially, you aren't scared or worried, but the more your brother talks, the more fear you see in him

"Y/n, you're really falling for this?"

"Sam, il est vraiment inquiet. Et si papa est blessé ou mort ?"

"Tu ne peux pas être sérieux. C'est de papa dont nous parlons."

"English!"

Eventually he agrees

You hadn't noticed it back then, but your abilities were appearing, too

You didn't know they were dead, though. Sometimes, you couldn't tell. The newly dead had a way of seeming alive. The longer it's been, the worse their injuries seemed to get

There were no signs. A group of women, all dressed up with bridesmaids banners around them. One dressed in white with a tiara. It was the middle of the day, in the middle of campus, but they all seemed drunk. Still, you didn't question it. The night before, all five of them were on the news. Drunk driving accident, no survivors

You barely gave it a second thought

Like old times, you and Sam fight over whose going to sit in the front seat

You and Sam get pulled back into the lives you left behind. It's nice seeing Dean again, listening to the music your father used to play, etc.

When Dean drops you two back at school, you go your separate ways. All you want to do it take a shower and wash the past few days away

It's not until you see the fire do you run back outside

You run into Jess, though, on the lawn of the house you're staying at. She's freezing, in nothing but her pajamas. You tell her to wait there, knowing Sam would give her his coat if you asked

When you get to him, though, he looks sick. Petrified. Dean tells you the news. Jess was dead, the same way as your mom. You almost object, but when you look back to where you left her, she isn't there

You don't bring it up, not then, not for a while

You try to be there for Sam, but he reteats into himself. He has nightmares, he's antsy, angry. You're not sure how to help, what to say, so you let him feel what he has to feel

Strange things keep happening, especially when you're close to your mothers killer, but you don't say a word

Missouri is the only person who knows, and she's very secretive about it. She tells you not to be afraid of them, to welcome them and your abilities

You want to ask her what it means, but Dean interrupts the conversation

When you and Sam bring Dean to see the healer, you accidentally talk to some of his victims. You warn them that it's not safe for them to be there. They look so sad when you say this, not realizing it was too late for them

After John dies, you run into him in the hallway. You thank God that Dean's okay, telling him he's fine, he's going to be fine. John just stares at you. He opens his mouth to speak, but Sam calls you instead. When you look back, he's gone. You find out he died just a few minutes ago

You don't talk about John with either of your brothers. Dean is angry, and Sam feels guilty for fighting with him, but you just feel crazy. Insane. You truly feel like you're losing it

The more visions Sam has, the more people you see. The worse they get. You visit a few of the people like you, but it isn't until after you encounter Andy and Webber do things start to get scary

Dean basically interrogates you about seeing the future or mind control or whatever it is that you might be able to do given that Andy and Webber had abilities (and were twins) just like you and Sammy

You insisted nothing was happening, you didn't have anything special about you. You knew neither were fooled, but Sam made Dean let it go, for your sake

Still you catch them looking at you strangely every so often, especially when you suspect you've seen another dead person

On the way back from a hunt, you stop at a motel where everything that could go wrong does go wrong

Enter this imagine :)

It takes a lot of coaxing, but eventually, you let Sam in as long as he doesn't turn on the light. You can't bear to look at the hanging man

It all comes out whether you want it to or not

Seeing Jess the night of the fire, and John, and your mom, and all those other people. It was horrible. You couldn't make sense of them. Some were victims, homicides and suicides, some were from your hunts, but others just seemed to be regular people who died

Sam feels so guilty that you couldn't come to him about this, that you had kept such a huge secret from him

Dean is angry. He can't protect you from what he can't see. How can he put a stop to this when he doesn't even know what it is?

They make you promise that when you see something, you tell them. You tell them only when you can't hide your fear or discomfort

Dean cringes every time, especially when they're next to you in the car or at your bedside when you go to sleep/wake up

"Dean?"

"Yeah?"

"They're back."

"Which one?"

"The man with no eyes."

Sam reads to you when you go to sleep, when they're standing over you

These days it's Wikipedia pages about your latest hunt or things he finds in odd corners of the internet about being able to see the dead. He's constantly looking for more information about you and him

Thankfully the power seems to go away when Sammy's does, but you know long before he's going to get one of his visions or dreams. They always stand outside the windows and wait and watch

[to-thelakes]

Luke planning a romantic getaway for him and reader so they can have a nice relaxing weekend/week where he can do nothing but pamper reader like they deserve. (He plans it with the help of Penelope, Emily and JJ ofcourse)

okay, i have been thinking about this for a little while and the thought of this is so fucking cute to me, luke would absolutely do this and would literally bend heaven and earth to make it happen. here's some thoughts (no nsfw, just fluffy thoughts);

okay, like the original idea of a romantic getaway would probably be some like offhand comment made while you're working a case, like you mumble something 'god i need a vacation' or something and luke knows that he does too and wants to take you on one

at first, he doesn't think he's gonna be able to make it happen, at least not on his own, he doesn't know where to take you, what to do, any of it, he is a little stuck

everyone is staying late one night and garcia (bc she is nosy and we love her for it) spots luke looking at places that you and him could go stay

SHE BLOWS UP HIS PLANS SO BADLY and you obviously hear her asking what he is looking at and become suspicious

so his first attempt at a relaxing weekend away that was meant to be a surprise turns into both of you planning a little retreat for a long weekend in like upstate new york

it was a cute cottage in nature, away from people, it's nice, calming and you don't really have to worry about stumbling onto a case

but during the weekend you are stressed and mid-way through the getaway, you get a call for a case in new york city

so the relaxing and romancing quickly comes to an end, luke is frustrated but understands (it is both of your jobs after all)

BUT the second time that he plans a trip, he knows what to do, rather than trying to hide it from garcia, he ropes her in to help

garcia asks probing questions, looks at your search history (and she has also known you for years) and reluctantly helps luke with planning something

emily and jj quickly end up getting involved, he needs to ask emily for the time off anyway but when he is asking her about it, jj overhears and asks what he's planning, jj then begins to give ideas

and it quickly devolves into the women basically planning the week for both of you (tara included because ofc she overhears emily, jj and garcia discussing and wants in)

emily had approved the time off, she suggests places to go, luke kind of just sits there and approves any ideas or disproves anything that he knows that you would hate and he is obviously excited, he's also glad for the help

his vacation committee decided on you guys going to california and visiting the vineyards because you always talked about going to italy

however with the job, europe was a little too far away (and expensive on short notice) so the californian vineyards at the closest that they've got

emily has some friends in california that help them find a good place

garcia also has family there so reminds luke that if anything goes wrong, her siblings can help them, though she also reminds luke that she's only being so nice for you not him in typical garcia fashion

honestly, luke is just glad the surprise doesn't get ruined

and when you wake up on a monday, expecting to go to work but instead, luke presents you with the plane tickets, you are ecstatic

it is the first time you've been truly relaxed in WEEKS

the team did their best to make sure that you avoided any familiar haunts in california since both you and luke wanted a relaxing week and they only texted you if it's an emergency or if they just wanted to check in to make sure everything was going okay

and the week the two of you have away is amazing, you indulge in food (and each other) and for the first time in months, you feel truly relaxed

luke was always able to make you feel relaxed but this is another level

and when you come back from the trip (luke confesses that the team knew on the plane ride back home), you have a glow to you that they all point out and they giggle and you thank them all for helping plan such an amazing week, you just feel so grateful for them

luke (despite his lack of actual planning) also gets plenty of praise but you showed most of that to him while on the getaway ;)

[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

HURRAY!! I've reached a new follower count! 🥳🥳

Super big thanks to all of my 505 followers for continuing to follow me! I don't think I ever thought I would EVER be this big so it makes me super happy to know that I have impacted you in some way to want to follow me. 🥹🥰 Okay, I've thought about this since polls became a thing. So for:

505 (S.O.S.)- Save the One-Shots!

This is how it works. I have about 10 different one-shots that I could either write or throw away. So that's what you guys get to decide. Easy enough! The kicker is I'm only writing 5 of them. So choose wisely whether we "S.O.S." or "Let Them Drown"! 👀

Each week I'm going to post a new poll. If the one-shot survives, it'll get written the following week after the poll ends. You may have to let some darlings drown if you want others to be written.

Below you will find the list of one-shots we're playing with. Any that interest you, feel free to steal for yourself, especially if we let it drown. I'm cleaning out my plot bunny list and don't mind sharing. 😁 First poll drops later today! Be sure to check it out and vote whether we S.O.S or Let It Drown!

One-Shot Possibilities

Bodyguard Dwalin- (Bagginshield) After the Carrock, Thorin pulls Dwalin aside asking him to protect his One from harm. Dwalin had no idea how difficult a task this was going to be, but the Burglar is an accident magnet!

Bodyswap- (Bagginshield) Bilbo and Thorin wake up in each other's bodies which was annoying on its own, but Thorin learns Bilbo's stupid hobbit body is always hungry, and Bilbo doesn't quite know how Thorin gets by with the amount of chronic pain the dwarf body has.

Interpreter- (Bagginshield) Every time Erebor comes to the Free Peoples Meeting in Rivendell, Bilbo is always assigned as the dwarf king's interpreter. A job he accepts gladly, except for the fact that Thorin has a tendency to make more adversaries than friends.

Knights- (Bagginshield) Bilbo has been waiting for the chance to be chosen as a knight's squire for a very long time. However, being the first hobbit page does not endear him to most. So he should be ecstatic when Sir Thorin "the Oakenshield" choses him...it's just that dwarf has a hard time keeping squires around.

5+1 Hospital Scenes- (Haddotin) 5 times Haddock has had to sit by Tintin's bedside, and 1 time Tintin sits by his.

Reincarnation AU- (Haddotin) Haddock was actually Sir Francis in a past life and as they hunt for the treasure, Tintin begins to regain memories from his own past life and the part he played between Sir Francis and Red Rackham.

Post-BOFTA- (Bagginshield) Thorin survives his battle to find Bilbo laying unconscious in the snow. Unable to carry him down, Thorin leaves him with his ring on to get help. Only he doesn't make it very far before collapsing. Waking in the healing tents, Thorin has to convince the Company to let him go find Bilbo before the storm rolls in.

Tea Shop AU- (Bagginshield) Bilbo is just a humble tea shop owner who loves serving his regulars including a businessman who always makes it a point to stop in when he's in town. However, this time he leaves Bilbo with a $50,000 tip, and Bilbo doesn't know how to interpret it, especially considering he's just learned the man was Thorin Oakenshield, CEO of one of the biggest multi-million dollar companies of their generation.

Shifter AU- (Bagginshield) Bilbo is a fox shifter and he is about to meet his boyfriend's family. Bilbo knew Thorin was a rather prominent raven-shifter, but to learn that he was practically royalty might be a bit too much.

Band AU- (Bagginshield) Bilbo was one of the most renowned concert celloist in the world. However, he's been harboring a secret. His boyfriend is the lead singer of Durin's Day. His professional life and personal life might be in danger of clashing when Thorin and Bilbo both have performances in the same city.

[super-hero-confessions]

Billy Butcher is a genuinely worse person than Homelander and this is plain to see when you actually read the comics.

Homelander actually feels disgusted with himself when he does bad things. And he only does them because he's been led to believe he was horrible without actually having done any of the shit he's blackmailed for in the photos and videos. Including what happened to Becky.

If it's not clear. It was Black Noir, a clone of Homelander, who put on his costume, did those terrible things and enjoyed them, and then took pictures and videos to frame Homelander. Noir was the one to rape Becky, but Homelander got the blame.

And the very few things we actually see Homelander do show us how much revulsion he feels from doing them, to the point where he throws up and has a visceral reaction, like he doesn't actually want to and isn't used to it. Asking himself "what have I done?".

That's far from a spoiler at this point, these comics have been out in full, for several years now. I'm not gonna pull punches or be dishonest about it like some people confessing weird out of context bullshit either.

In contrast.

Butcher kills all of his friends, excuse me. All of the people he used and lied to and made believe he was actually their friend, with no remorse or second thought. Or at least tries to.

Kimiko. Frenchie. MM. Even Vas (Love Sausage). All of them die by Billy's hands. For no other reason beyond.

"They're supes."

Despite the fact that this is after he discovered he was wrong about Homelander the whole fucking time.

Down to trying to kill MM's momma. Down to killing Janine's fucking mother in front of her so that she witnesses it. And then makes sure MM knows that for Billy, he "ain't got no mates".

Hughie is the only one to survive because after killing the others, Butcher threatens to kill Starlight and says he won't stop unless Hughie stops him.

There's no question here. Butcher was always the bigger monster. He just didn't have the power to be as bad as Homelander could be. Potentially.

Potentially. And that is a huge fucking key word.

Barring the fact that Homelander never actually met that potential or even wanted it. Noir was the actual monster, using Billy to confuse him into believing he had, so he would try. Just so the clone could swoop in kill him.

Imagine that.

And there are still people deranged enough to think there's any kind of contest on who's worse between Billy and Homelander?

Fuck's sake, this guy immediately kills a fucking premie baby instead of trying to pacify it because it's terrified out of its mind and has powers it can't control. With a lamp.

I love the show, I love the portrayals and the jobs done by the actors. I think it does a great job touching on the important topics and themes in the comics while connecting it to current events. I do hope it has a different ending. But one thing's clear.

While the characters are fundamentally the same at their cores. They made Billy softer and sweeter while they made Homelander harder and more ruthless in order to make the dynamic more mainstream and less controversial. Which is honestly a bit disappointing.

It also makes me a little worried because if they don't find a way to navigate that well, it may mean they've messed up the finish line before we could ever reach it. They could definitely go for something more comic accurate or even include Billy killing Ryan and just not caring anymore as per typical Butcher fashion, but given that they've already chickened out on some of the more intense stuff, I can't say it's high in the hopes factor.

And a happy ending doesn't exactly feel appropriate either.

But who knows, maybe the set up is there specifically to make everything hurt that much more in the end if or when Billy betrays everyone.

And this is coming from someone who is ecstatic to see Homelander go on a chaotic rampage of blood, death, and destruction. Bring it the fuck on you goddamn chaos cockteases.

But yeah, no. It's no contest. Billy is a far worse character than Homelander in the comics, and he has the potential to get a lot worse in the show. He's not there yet, but it's pretty clear he actively wants to be and it's grating him that he isn't yet.

Guess it'll be interesting to see if that comes to fruition or if there's even some crazy twist that shows us Homelander isn't as bad as people think.

[gothamsfinestdummy]

Okay, it’s time to rant about Last Knight on Earth.

I’m gonna talk about my favorite moments from this story and include some notable things that I believe are really important. Let’s get started.

Spoilers for Last Knight on Earth under the cut, duh.

I first want to get this out of the way: Joker’s narration of the story.

I actually really find this aspect of LKOE super interesting. We get to somewhat peek into Joker’s thought bubbles and obtain some of his thoughts. But the thing is, Joker isn’t really a reliable narrator and that’s sort of common sense at this point. Especially if we apply his “multiple choice” point of view. Maybe that stuff doesn’t apply here? I dunno. Maybe it’s why this story is so confusing and hard to follow, lol

Here are some highlights that I really liked from his narration, such as:

(From Part Three: The Asylum): “I like to think he was thinking of me as he went, thinking of the old days, of family. But that’s selfishness. And I know better.”

(From Part Nine: P.O.W): “But then, after a while, we all started to relax, to believe. And it occurred to me… This was what it felt like on the other side of the divide. All those years I’d been the one who knew what was coming. Because something was always coming. The rain of acid pies. The tendrils of poison gas. Hssss…Hear that? The spring-loaded mallet clicking free. The razor-edged card hissing through the air. But just then, moving through the dark with my oldest enemy, I forgot all that. Even as the fighting started. I bought in. Watching him leap and punch and kick… I believed. I really did, despite everything, and I felt light as a bird fluttering in my jar.”

(From Part 10: The Doorway): “I laughed and turned to him, to tell him… tell him I had a new poem in mind, something profound (using minimal dirty words) about him, about everything… (maybe a moderate amount of dirty words)… But he was already looking ahead…

“… at the rocket door opening, and the boy in the alley. And right then, I knew. Knew that I’d already said what I needed to say.”

GOD. help this is going to make me sob

Gonna bang my head on the table, gimme a minute.

I also really want to point out Bruce and J’s dynamic here because it’s so good and has this strong air of fondness. And I adore that so much.

Joker isn’t villainous toward Bruce, just excited and chipper (and basks in screwing with him, which is really funny to me). Yeah, Batman snaps at him a couple of times, but that’s just how he is toward Joker (plus J was basically asking for it lmao).

When Bruce finds Joker stranded in the dessert, he doesn’t respond with hatred or aggression, he’s genuinely puzzled and (what I like to think is) concerned about Joker.

And Joker is ecstatic, full of pure joy that Batman really came back for him.

Just look how happy he is, jeez.

As I mentioned before, they just talk and I love that. Bruce actually bothers to tell Joker what he was dreaming about when asked.

But is then immediately cut off by “lmao, I actually don’t care. Can I be robin, pretty please, sweetie darling?”

Very great, I tell you. (More on the robin part later, by the way)

But more on their dynamic here, my FAVORITE PART about it is that they’re genuine and real with each other. For example, let’s take this part of the book:

This is just a tiny part, but it means so much to me.

Bruce is hesitant and vulnerable in front of Joker, who is encouraging him.

Jesus Christ, I love them so much.

While I wipe away my tears, let me shed some light on this.

When Bruce and Joker enter Omega’s batcave, they notice the disturbing collection of trophies, which are the costumes of those Omega has defeated.

And while inspecting these, Batman and Joker engage in another deep conversation.

BUT. What I really think is muy importante about this scene is THIS

JOKER LOOKS INTO HIS OWN REFLECTION AND SAYS “PEOPLE CHANGE.”

WHAT. IF THAT DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING, I DUNNO WHAT DOES.

The visuals of that panel really reinforce that statement too, I believe. Aside from the reflection, I mean, because yeah, that’s deliberate. But I’m talking about how part of his Robin suit is visible with him. I mean, yeah, that’s how reflections work, but part of me feels like there’s something deeper to that. I could be looking too deep into it.

And the fact that in the very next panel, Joker just sort of acts as if he never said that and doesn’t really bother to engage in the conversation anymore. His dialogue here gives off the vibe that he’s trying to avoid it all together.

Before I move on to the robin stuff, I need to present to you this next scene.

Joker and Bruce are then captured by Omega, who pretty much just straps Bruce to a chair and breaks the news that he’s gonna rewrite his mind to become his soldier.

Yikes.

But then, Joker screams that he would kill Omega for that (which, wow, that’s really powerful, I think), but what is EXTRA great is that when Joker gets it handed to him, Bruce pleads for Omega to leave him alone.

I’M SOBBING.

They love each other so much, I literally cannot.

Before I reach for the gazillionth tissue, let me just slap this here because this is great I think:

ALSO NOTICE HOW JOKER’S PUPILS AREN’T THOSE SMALL POINTS OF HATRED.

It’s apparent here, too:

Okay. Finally. Lemme talk about the Robin thing.

I already discussed this before on here (it was on a reblog), so I’ll just paste what I said.

Good food, indeed, past me.

Okay, that was a long one. Very sorry about that. I just had to compile my thoughts into an incoherent, jumbled mess. Thank you, lol. I promise I’m better at this, my brain is just fried right now.

If you want me to do more of these or hear my thoughts on certain things, you can always send me an ask!

[the-seer-of-the-faithful]

Chapter 1: Boys will be Boys

A couple weeks after school started, things got a bit less hectic. Chancellor Knox called me in to personally make sure I was settling in the best way possible.  Those were the most uncomfortable 15 minutes of my life. Gladly for me, Cole and Tea were waiting outside her office so we could go for lunch.

Wednesdays were the most exhausting part of my week. Full block of physics with Watts, full block of history with Coleman. Then lunch, then it was Atkins, and I had to finish my day with musical expression with Prof. Gallagher. It was a nice wrap of the day, considering that was the only class I could actually pick for myself this term, but it still was exhausting having to study both physics and history the same morning.

Making our way to the dining hall, Cole trailed off to the jocks. He had made it into the lacrosse team by the skin of his teeth; I had never quite realized how brutal the competition truly was. We made our way to the queue.  Today there were an assortment of prepared meals I wasn't big on, and sandwiches with refresher drinks. We barely took anything, and made our way to an empty table. As soon as we were seated, Tea let out a contemptuous sigh. "Well, at least we know he's blending in with them."|

While it was true, it gave me an odd feeling. "What do you mean?"

She looked at me, half trying to dodge the question, even though she knew she wouldn't be able to get off the hook that easily. After a small staring contest, she finally caved in. "It's always been Cole and I. We're not precisely loners, but everyone has a massive group of friends, and then there's him and I -- so I'm glad he's finding a nice place for himself within them."|

I seriously wondered if she was all that alright.  "You know amount never beats quality, right?" I pointed out, taking a small bite out of my sandwich.  She merely replied with a shrug.

After a rather long time of Cole bantering with Blake, Mason and the rest of the team, he finally decided to join us. Don't get me wrong, I was more than glad he was making new friends, and he was fitting in with the most popular people at school. However... According to Teagan, they had been friends since they were 5 or so. And by the looks of it, it had always been just the two of them. So now, leaving Teagan with the newbie for his new friends every single day, weekends included -- well, it did seem like a rather upsetting thing to do.

"Hey guys, sorry that took a minute. Blake invited me over to his place for the Bolton homecoming party, can you believe it?" He excitedly took a bite of his now-cold food.

Tea was ecstatic. "That's amazing C, when is it? What should I wear? You think Jemma's gonna go? I should..."

Cole gave Teagan a slightly sad look. I was slightly taken aback, could she be... "I'm definitely gonna ask him if you can come, you too Sage, that party's gonna rock."

It was more than obvious how all of Teagan's excitement left her. "Oh, don't worry, you go for me, have an amazing night. I hear Sierra will be attending as well," she coyly joked. Cole couldn't have made it more obvious how uncomfortable that girl's name made him. The bell rang before Cole could even get a second bite of his food. He ran off with the guys we assumed were the jocks for practice.

Meanwhile, Teagan and I shared that one class with Atkins starting today -- something about a mix up in her schedule.Atkins was rather cheerful' the hour and a half passed by in a blink while we talked about organic chemistry. Teagan had the rest of the day free. As for me, well, musical expression was waiting for me on the 4th floor. That day, we were supposed to present a piece on our most admired classical musician. As I knew most things regarding the subject, I chose Tchaikovsky.  Most did Mozart or Beethoven; there was one guy who did Bach.

Prof. Gallagher pulled me aside after class was over. "So here's the thing, you really don't need this class.  So how about I make you a monitor? That way you could skip tests on details I'm substantially sure you won't be needing if you'll be pursuing a career in music." I accepted her offer and left her classroom.

Coming out of the Bastion, I ran into Teagan; she was by herself listening to music. After approaching and slightly pressing two fingers against her shoulder, she turned to me. "Oh hey Sage, wanna hit the town? Cole will be on training for most of the afternoon with the new guys, maybe we can grab a bite."

I gave her a nod. "Why not? Let's go." The ride in the car was filled with music from Dua Lipa, Harry Styles, Camila Cabello, and some others whose names I couldn't remember. I found their music boring, especially Ariadna or Ariana something. Teagan was certainly not amused by this, but she let it slide, considering I even cracked a couple smiles when Dua Lipa was playing.

By the time we got there it was already 4PM; we headed to  a café called Taylor's. It looked cozy, kinda vintage; I loved the look. "I've been coming here forever, you're gonna love it, especially if you're into cold brew. Taylor still serves other drinks, but cold brew's his specialty."- She took my arm, the bracelets on her wrists making a slight noise.  She dragged me a bit through the street until we entered the place. It definitely looked better inside than out -- leather sofas, metal chandeliers, yellow lights, wooden walls and a serious amount of posters.  I hadn't the slightest idea as to what their contents were, band names I figured.

Heading to the bar, Teagan drew out her phone and typed something. A few moments later the guy on the counter turned about. Late 20's, pitch-black hair, hazel eyes, considerably buff. "Hey Tea, same as usual?"She laughed a bit, nodding at me. "Oh sorry, I'm Taylor, the owner. I know, shocker -- I couldn't come up with another name for the place." I gave the guy a half smile and a handshake.

"So I'll be getting your special, and..." Teagan said, and  looked at me.

"I'm guessing I'll just take whatever you recommend." If there was something I had come to learn the hard way, it was that if you go somewhere, always ask for their specialty or recommendations; there will be time later to try everything else.

"Got it, your spot's right there, I'll ask Octavia to bring your order."

I followed Tea to a table far off in the corner. Talking with her made me feel rather comfortable, which I found rather odd. "So anyways," she began.  "I barely know anything about you; what was life like back in London? Left any girl behind? A boy? Spill."

While she was being way more forward than I liked, she had a way of making you want to talk. I felt a bit at ease. I took off my black denim jacket and fixed my hair; the light brown ruffles were ruthless, however I managed.  "So I was born and raised there, close to parliament. I attended Ridgestone Middle School; I wasn't all that popular, nor did I have many friends. There was this one person I was interested in, however... well, things didn't go as expected, and something blew up. Coincidentally, my father was about to move here anyways -- the firm was opening a branch close by. So here we are." I avoided several details around the story, like what the thing was that exploded. Or the fact the branch still wouldn't open for another month.  But I just wasn't there yet.

"Well, I used to live in New York.  When I was 7 my parents moved here, to the house next to Cole's. Our parents have known each other since High School, we're both Laguna Legacy. We used to hang out with this Luca guy, but I don't really know what happened; he just drifted away and eventually left. And day to day might be slightly boring, but every now and then something will happen that stirs everyone's interest." Teagan toyed a bit with her phone after sharing that memory with me

A white blond girl came up to us with two drinks and a couple of snacks; I figured she would be Octavia. "Home-baked, enjoy."- The cups were made of glass, a curious choice.

Tea dug into her cold brew drink as soon as Octavia left, giving it a nice swig before putting it down. "this always lightens me up." She smiled brightly and took a bite of a piece of bread-based snack; it sounded a bit crunchy, and made me slightly hungry. I took my drink.  It was hot; I gave it a small sip. Bitter and sweet tastes came to me in waves, like it had something salty in it, but it tasted amazingly good. Tea offered me a bit of her pastry -- the taste of hibiscus and orange filled my mouth as soon as I bit it. It made quite an interesting combination, one I would have never expected."Looks like you like it; ask for what you want. Taylor owes me a favor." It wasn't like I couldn't afford it, but the gesture from Tea was nice, so I didn't argue.

Half an hour and several baked goods in, during a conversation about who was the better actor -- Robert Downey or Chris Evans -- some people came into the shop."Oh shit, turn around," Teagan whispered. We faced the window like it was the most interesting thing we had ever witnessed. "That's Mason," she mouthed. I was slightly intrigued, although I wasn't about to crane my neck over to them and watch like a bird of prey.

"Who was he with?" I asked.

She shrugged, then laughed. "I knew you had a crush."

My face blew up in a red hue, reaching even my ears. "Oh shut it," I hissed, tossing a napkin at her which she brushed off.

"So he's dating now... curious."

That comment piqued my interest a bit. "What do you mean?"

She looked at me in awe, almost forgetting I wasn't from around. She made sure Mason had left, and pulled me to her side. "When Mason was lacrosse team captain a couple years ago, he had a fallout with his best friend, Cato, over someone.  They never made it clear who that was; he's always been discreet about his love life. Anyways..." She took a smaller sip of her coffee.  "Some people say that it was a girl from Westview, our rival school, who was flirting with both at the time and manipulating them, so they would turn on each other and make us lose the finals that year. Which in the end did happen, there's even a video about it." Teagan pulled out one of her air pods and handed it to me, playing the video. A younger Mason appeared on screen.  There were people from the other team giving them a mischievous grin; others didn't quite understand what was going on. Mason and that Cato guy went at it.  People from both teams tried splitting them apart, which they instantly regretted, after getting sucker-punched or tossed aside like rag dolls by the mad men those two were in at that moment. Cato landed a couple jabs on Mason, that is, after pinning him on the floor. The screen went black after Chancellor Knox and Chairman Genesis of Westview came about to split them apart

"So, as you can see, there are a couple shady things here and there that make it look like it was Westview in the end, but nothing was solved. And just like that, we lost the match on grounds of violence. Chancellor Knox didn't take it well, and it seemed like Cato was expelled right before graduation." She paused after hearing the door, carefully turning about to see if Mason was back. Lucky for us, it was just Prof. Atkins with Coleman and Watts.

"Isn't it a bit early for the professors to be out here?" I shrugged, sipping my drink once more.   "This is amazing, you know? This drink is nothing short of glorious."

She laughed at my remarks, and she dug deeper. "So tell me, any special someone left behind in London?"  She nudged me with her elbow. "Oh come on, you're handsome, slim yet strong, your hair is quite beautiful, you have very nice skin, and those sapphire eyes of yours are truly charming."- Teagan winked at me, making me feel slightly uneasy. "Also, I love your style -- that jacket and jeans make a great match. I'd change those Vans though, not a nice color in my opinion" She carried on for a bit about fashion. I didn't get most of it.

I left my drink on the table; I was used to getting criticized for my attire, but never got complimented on it. "I think that's about enough, Teagan." I scratched the back of my neck, looking like a nervous wreck. "I did leave someone behind, part of the blow up I told you about. I'm just not quite ready to talk about it. Not even my parents know about it."  She gave me an understanding look.  "Oh and about my attire -- I just take what my parents expect me to wear, and use it in a way that's more me than the crafted image they expect me to project."

Her eyes gleamed. "Next time we come here, we're definitely going shopping." She grabbed my hands sort of in a sisterly manner.

Time went by, then Cole joined us. "Hey hotshot, Sage, what's up?" He gave Teagan two kisses and sat, looking sharp in casual t-shirt and jeans attire.

"You won't believe what just happened." Teagan filled Cole in about what had happened with Mason a couple hours earlier.

He was astonished to say the least. After asking a myriad of questions we most certainly didn't have the answers to, and a massive latte, he caved in. "So he was here with someone... Let's hope Westview has nothing to do with this, I'd hate to see Mason go through what happened to him once more." He turned to look at me, as if he were about to explain.

I stopped him."Teagan filled me in.  Anyways, I was thinking maybe..."

I was interrupted by a hand on my shoulder. "Well well well, look who we have here, fresh meat who wants a drink"- The bully from my first class at Lacuna gripped my shoulder so hard I could feel it crushing beneath my skin. "Listen up, you might be whoever you think you are, but you outsiders will never be welcome here, get it? You'll just fade away while everyone ignores you."

Teagan stood faster than lightning. "Who do you think you are, Jax?"

He released my poor shoulder and walked up to her. "You should seriously consider what kind of people you surround yourself with, Riggs." The emphasis on her last name was something definitely not to my liking. "And you, Mercer, perhaps Blake should reconsider your place in the team; we don't want anyone getting all cozy with outsiders."

Teagan was about to knock the living hell out of Jax.I stood up, fed up with all of "Listen, whoever you are, your trust issues and fear of loneliness just show  how afraid you are to be alone. It's no surprise you're so undesirable. I won't stand by and watch some self obsessed idiot treat my friends like the piece of rubbish they themselves think they are."

Jax took a few steps towards me, clenching his hand. At that point I was more than ready for the blow, perhaps to my face. I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable, but nothing ever happened.  "Hey newbie." Mason Drake had immobilized Jax." Sorry for this idiot, I'll see to it he won't bother you again."

Mason gave me a smile while Jax protested. "Yo Mason, wait up, who do you think you are? My father will hear about this; you're done, you hear me?"

Mason dragged him out of Taylor's and then came back. "Sorry for that, he's a bit touchy with anyone who didn't grow up in Lacuna." I merely pursed my lips, trying to let him know it was OK. "I'm heading out, perhaps you guys wanna come along?"

Teagan passed her hair through her hair, before speaking "Well I'm done for the day, thanks Blake.  You two go if you feel like it." Cole plummeted in his seat listening to her.

Teagan looked at me, noticing me visibly uncomfortable.  "Perhaps next time, I told Sage we'd go to my place later, mother's making sweet madame for dinner.  Sorry Mason." He looked visibly disappointed, but what else could I do?  It would've most likely been something like a frat party and I don't do those.

I gave Mason one apologetic look. He stood up and left, leaving me feeling kinda down.  " Don't sweat it, those parties tend to be too much, even for us,''. Teagan reassured me. I drank the last of my drink and asked Taylor for the bill.

After splitting and paying we made our way to the parking lot. "So Sage, I've been meaning to tell you, we have that group assignment for Atkins; wanna do it together?"

Cole's invitation caught me by surprise;, I had completely forgotten about it. "Of course, come over tomorrow, we can do it then."He agreed, and with that we all left for our respective cars.

Once we took off, Teagan kept a thoughtful look in the car. "What's on your mind?" I asked.

She stopped at a red light and turned to look at me. "Oh it's just... Cole hates group assignments.  Why was he so eager to do it this time?"

I pondered; Cole had seemed rather cheerful. These past 2 weeks we had been spending far more time together than I had spent with anyone in the last couple years. He was a nice guy, kept looking out for me and even making sure I ate. "Well I find it sweet; perhaps you could ask?"

She turned to me, looking like she just had an idea."Well, I'll figure it out later, for now let's drop you off."   And with that, we carried on with the road to my place.

[tired-teacher-blog]

My baby! How’s been your week? I’ve been so busy, I need this month to end so I can get back on track but don’t worry, my heart, everything is getting better. Anything you wanna tell me about? A new obsession maybe? New music or show? Maybe a crush? 👀

Let me tell you I was DROOLING VIOLENTLY reading your last fics, specially the little Bakugo one, I want him so bad!!! You always flourish my feelings with your stories, i can’t believe you don’t really like them ): but i understand the sentiment, please don’t you ever delete any of them, they’re my comfort dish 💓💓 you’re so talented and everything in your work flows so organic UGH! don’t think I’m talking just for talks, i could never get this invested If i didn’t care my love

Back to the fic, it was funny in some way because I got this kink I guess, I think it’s called corruption? But I’m not quite sure if it fits the criteria but anyway! I love the idea of breaking someone’s facade, like being their own personal succubus; no matter how much they try to fight against it I can always get it when and how I like it. it could be a soft and cheerful person like Kirishima or (specially) a well-mannered and responsable one like Iida or Aizawa (he got plus points ‘cause it’s so difficult to get him all flustered) I don’t know if you watched it but you know bisque doll? I watched entirely last Saturday and i really liked it because i see myself as Marine in a lot of aspects of my horny self even though I’m not an ecchi fan but this one felt refreshing (it wasn’t perfect ofc, i don’t like the other girls, it makes the show feel too generic and sexually boring if it makes any sense?) well, i mentioned bisque doll because i like to provoke that kind of emotions in my partner, i feel it’s so cute and arousing to control people’s libido... Maybe I should ask you a nsfw scenario like this?? Idk it’s weird I came here to know about you

As always, don’t push yourself too hard, know that I adore you, my baby, lots of kisses on your cute little mole so I can find you in our next life! 💓 - 🏹

Hi sweetie how are you?

My week's been hectic as well, and I'm going to be a bit busy for a couple more weeks.

That's why I've been peeping in using my phone during breaks and what not for the last couple of days because once I'm home, I'm practically half asleep already hehehe.

I was finally able to binge watch Our flag means death during the weekend and I absolutely adore it!!!

Other than that life's been the same, more work and less sleep hehehe but it's good, I like keeping myself busy you know?

Oh baby I'm so happy you liked them! Those were just little things I wrote down for fun but I'm really glad you enjoyed reading them.

It's not that I don't like my stuff, it's just that I'm unable to fully be proud or satisfied with them you see? There is always a little voice inside my head that keeps telling me to "make it better" and it goes to the smallest things in my life so it can get hard sometimes. But receiving encouraging asks like the ones you send me really makes me happy and gives me more confidence. I'm also really ecstatic to know that reading my stuff brings you comfort, it's probably the best thing I can hear about my work so thank you so much babe, really.

And don't worry sweetheart I would never delete any of them, even if the day comes when I decide to move on from this blog, I'll keep everything up for whoever's interested to come back for them (don't worry though, I'm not leaving anytime soon hehehe I mean I've made some amazing friends here including you so I'm not going anywhere for now)

Oh yeah I've watched sono bisque doll and I liked it a lot!! And OMG your prompt is something that I would love to work on!! So if you want me to, I definitely will!! You mentioned Kirishima and Aizawa as examples so if you want me to do one of them just let me know, and if you'd like to pick a different character then I'll do that too.

Your prompts are always amazing and I always have fun working on them.

Many kisses for you too my adorable sweetheart.

I love you so much! Make sure to take care of yourself okay? *Kisses and hugs*

[m-to-the-6th-power]

More WIP Wednesday

Gideon left Anastas soon after his confusing statement with a friendly, "We probably don't have enough time to unpack all of that right now. Keep the rucksack though, we'll get to it soon enough."

After a quick bite in the mess hall and a time spent walking and letting her brain process information with each step Gideon came to the rooms she had been told were hers. Once the doors slid open in a pneumatic hiss, Gideon was ecstatic to walk inside. The space astounded her, it was massive. The cell she'd been thrown in had put her cell in Drearburh to shame, but this was something even greater. It was palatial. 

When Gideon flopped on the bed, she didn't expect to nearly sink into it. It was soft in a way she never expected. Yeah, occasionally in comics beds would sink under people but, just like the necromancers' assets, it was assumed to be a conceit of the genre. No one wanted to imagine bedding their necromancer on a standard issue Cohort cot, or worse yet a Drearburh one. 'Would it be called cotting them then?' She wondered briefly to herself. 'Or is it bedding anytime people get intimate? I bet Harrow, no, Eleanor would know.' 

Gideon let herself enjoy the bed more, stretching out until her toes hooked on the end of the bed and hands wrapped firmly around the headboard pulling herself into a stretch like an ancient torture device. She felt her joints stretch more and more until they felt like bread soaked in grease. Loose and limber as she relaxed, sinking into the mattress and slipping into sleep. 

When she awoke it was to a booming knock on the door. As she tried to lever herself up Gideon struggled for a long moment before giving in to the inevitable and rolling out of the bed, landing in a sprawl of limbs and red hair. After gathering her dignity around her, she answered the door, finding the Saint of Duty standing on the other side wearing tinted lenses like hers. 

"You almost missed dinner kid," The Saint said gruffly, the voice was the same but something tickled the edge of Gideon's brain. "Come on, I've got a full spread in my room. The guard told me you eat like me when I was your age after a full day of physical exertion and a few bowls with G- my best friend."

Gideon nodded, still trying to place the issue, "Bowls of what?" She asked, moving back into the room and grabbing her clothes. 

"Oh, uh," The Saint began, quietly humming, "Do you have narcotics on the Ninth?" At Gideon's blank look, "Substances that can alter brain or body chemistry?" 

"We've got Nonagesimus," Gideon replied, "She always makes me lose my appetite."

"Not exactly what I was talking about kiddy. Some substances can be smoked out of glass pipes that resemble bowls. It's relaxing but some people, me included, get extremely hungry after smoking. It was great when we were trying to bulk up, as long as we could stay away from the potato chips and actually eat the jerky."

Gideon took in this word salad as they entered the rooms belonging to Gideon (Original Flavor). When they sat at the little table together, Gideon (The Sequel) felt a twinge in her chest, it was the second time today that she'd sat at a table with someone she could care for. The third time today she'd broken bread with someone who didn't look at her with scorn, even after weeks at the cohort the feeling left her feeling unmoored, adrift without a hazsuit in the void of space. 

"Did the bridge mending go well?" The Saint asked, heaping Gideon's plate full of food before handing it to her. 

Gideon took the plate, sitting it down as she replied, "Yeah, I talked it over with Eleanor. Once I explained that they threw me in jail and that I didn't ditch her intentionally, she was understanding."

[lovecanyon]

TO OUR SON

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"So I’m pregnant…." Y/N laughs as tears form in her eyes. Sarah who was with her in the bathroom grabs the pregnancy test that had a plus sign.

"This is so exciting!"

Sarah swiftly hugs Y/N, making her lean into the warm hold and begin to cry in her chest. This moment was picked up by the iPhone that was leaned on the bathroom counter, recording them, savoring the beautiful moment.

Harry had always wanted to be a father. Especially to Y/N’s kids. It was a dream of his. Sarah knew once he finds out about Y/N being pregnant he was going to cry tears of joy, just like Y/N did.

"This is really happening." Y/N mumbles into Sarah’s chest.

"This is really happening." Sarah reassures her best friend who just laughs.

"This is really happening. I’m pregnant!"

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"Once Harry finds out he’s going to freak!"

Y/N smiles at Jeff bringing in the cake she ordered for Harry. It was a day before the release of Fine Line which meant Harry was at his happiest. So Y/N and the rest of their friends had planned to reveal her being pregnant at a celebratory dinner.

When Y/N had told her friends she was pregnant, it was completely on accident. It had accidentally slipped out at the bar when she declined alcohol. Of course everyone was happy for her and Harry, ecstatic mostly. They all knew Harry had always wanted to have a child, it was something he dreamed of.

"Please don’t remind me." Y/N playfully scoffs as the camera moves to face her then back at Jeff again who was setting up the cake. "H’s upstairs, so don’t be loud."

"Harry Y/N’s pregnant!" Jeff whisper shouts making Y/N start giggling.

"Shut up!"

Soon guests begin to trail into their Malibu house. Everyone that worked on the album with Harry were present, including his staff on his team. All of Harry’s team loved Y/N so once they found out she was pregnant with Harry’s baby they all cheered for joy.

Truly Y/N and Harry made people overthink their own relationships. There was something about the way they were so drawn to each other, it was like nobody else was in the world except them.

They were in love.

"Harry we have a surprise for you!" Glenne shouts from the kitchen. "Close your eyes!" She shouts once agian making Y/N laugh and stand up.

"What is it?" Harry whispers into Y/N’s ear. She doesn’t give him a answer just shrugs and offers him a sultry smile. "Please tell meeee." He begs his girlfriend who playfully rolls her eyes and covers his eyes with her ringed hands

A huff of defeat came from Harry making people at the table begin laughing. They all were super eager to see Harry find out he was a dad. For sure it was going to be a beautiful moment.

Nobody sees Jeff pull out his phone and begin to record the table at another angle because Glenne comes out with a cake, distracting everyone from the two phones filming them.

Once the white cake is sat in front of Harry, Y/N slowly removes her her hands from his eyes whispering into his ear. "Read what’s on the cake H."

Everyone in the room were on their toes waiting for Harry’s reaction.

"Baby Styles?" Harry reads out what’s written on the cake confused. It didn’t seem to click to him until he saw two small pink and blue duck candies decorated on the cake. "You—you’re pregnant?" He turns to his girlfriend who was standing up.

Right when she nods Harry immediately jumps up and hugs her tightly. Soon Y/N felt her neck getting wet meaning he was crying. She says something into his ear which nobody picked up not even the cameras recording them.

Swiftly he picks her up making her legs wrap around his trousered waist. He was softly grinning at her with tears welled up in his eyes.

"We are going to be parents." Harry tells Y/N making tears also begin to well up in her eyes. Everyone in the room awes and coos at them with the most loving expressions ever. "I’m going to be a dad!"

Y/N and Harry were a great example of true love.

-

"We got you guys a few presents."

"Darling I’m telling you stop buying us things every time you come home. You’re like a tourist!" Anne tells Harry who just laughs. Y/N nervously smiles as she hands two present bags to Gemma and Anne.

Harry wraps his arm around Y/N and gives her a reassuring nod.

His sister and mother adored Y/N. They had always knew he was in love with her because he would stalk her social media and always talk highly about her. Once she started coming around they knew she was going to be in Harry’s life for a long time. And they were right.

Both Harry and Y/N stare at the scene in front of them. Anne and Gemma had pulled out a teddy bear from the gift bags with confused looks. But once they read what’s on the bears shirt immediately they both gasp.

"Oh my god are you serious!" Gemma questions quickly making her way to Y/N.

"Yeah, I’m about five weeks." Y/N tells Gemma as Anne begins to cry excitedly. Once Harry joins the three on the couch the phone camera’s view was blocked by his figure, only cries, sniffles and laughs were heard.

Everyone watching the video knew this was a pure moment. Harry’s mother and sister crying excitedly with his girlfriend about having a baby couldn’t be more sweet to watch.

They were finally starting a family.

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"Your baby is healthy. Whatever you’re doing keep it up." The sonographer smiles at Y/N as she continues to rub gel on her pregnant stomach.

Harry giggles behind the camera as he points it to her belly where she’s housing their child—their child, he can finally say that and the thought of that made a grin form on his lips.

Their baby’s heartbeat was heard on the machine showcasing a tiny body on the blurry/static screen. The sound made Harry want to cry tears of joy. A baby, he was going to be a dad.

"Next month you will be able to find out the gender, If you would like to." The sonographer speaks up making Y/N shake her head.

"We decided to find out when I give birth." Y/N says as the woman nods understandably.

"Okay great. Then we are finished here."

-

"Hi baby Styles I am your aunt Gemma." The oldest Styles sibling speaks into a camera. She was in a room alone which made the scene intimate. "When I first found out that your mom was pregnant with you I broke down crying. I was finally getting a niece." Gemma laughs.

She shook her head as tears form in her eyes. Blinking hurriedly she swipes her knuckle under her eye. You could tell Gemma genuinely was happy to have a niece, it was like that was the most important thing to her.

Gemma had always remembered her brother wanted a family. It was a thing he had always wished for. Sometimes he did not believe that he was ever gonna settle down because of the life he lived. He even cried to his sister about it.

"Everyone can’t wait until you’re born. Especially your grandma. All she has been doing is taking about you." Gemma laughs wholeheartedly. "Everyone is talking about you. You’re very popular right now." She gushes.

Everyone couldn’t wait for Harry and Y/N’s baby to be born. It was the talk of the group. Harry had even made a group chat just to send updates about baby Styles. He loved to brag about his unborn child, it was already like a personal trait of his.

"I just want to say I love you and can’t wait to finally meet you."

-

"Hello. I’m Anne your grandmother." Anne waves her hand at her phone that was currently recording her. "I cannot wait to finally see you. It’s been a dream of mine to have grandchildren and now it’s finally happening." She grins.

You could really tell Anne was really eager and excited that she was going to have a grandchild, just the way by looking at her she was just ecstatic. It was beyond adorable.

Her son was finally going to be a father.

"I’m trying not to cry but I think that’s impossible for me." Anne says as she wipes her teary eyes. "Now I have Eve staring at me like I’m crazy. But soon she will understand once you are here." She laughs softly turning her phone to face the white and black cat staring at her.

Shaking her head Anne smiles at the fact that just in a few months her grandbaby was going to be born. She was truly overjoyed.

"I love you already, everyone does. Especially your father. All he does is talk about you, mostly brag and it’s the most cutest thing." Anne beams grinning.

Anne couldn’t believe it. The thought of Harry growing a family made her jittery. She couldn’t wait for all the dinners, barbecue’s and brunches with her grandchildren running around. She was definitely going to savior those moments.

"I love you already."

-

"It’s a boy!"

Nothing was being shown, only a black screen was visible. All you could do is hear loud cries come from a baby being born and multiple awes coming from the nurses in the room.

A few people also were heard crying and when they started talking the voice was recognized as Harry’s. "I told myself I wasn’t going to cry." He laughs softly. It was a beautiful moment to hear. A father finally meeting his baby.

"I’m crying more than you!" Y/N giggles before a smooch was heard. Harry had gave her a big kiss on the lips. Soft cries were still heard as the newly parents continued to laugh and sob. "He has your eyes."

"He’s so pretty." Harry says wholeheartedly. "Our baby. He’s finally here." He whispers slightly giggling. You could tell he was excited and trying to calm his nerves down.

It was the sweetest thing ever.

"Do you guys have a name?" A nurse speaks up making Harry and Y/N murmur out a yes.

"Beau Robin Styles."

"Well then, welcome to the world Beau."

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Pinocchio AU

Okay people want the explanation for this comic so here it goes. It’s long and complicated and MESSED UP because of course it is, this is me. I’m going to write in points because my small tired brain can’t handle good english atm but basically to sum up the Adrien was a sentimonster theory or Pinocchio AU as I like to call it:

Young married Emilie and Gabriel can’t have kids. Gabriel reluctantly accepts this fate and even brings up adoption as a possibility once, but Emilie doesn’t want to hear any of that. She’s a bit of a Marinette in the sense that she pictures this romanticized ideal life for herself and a child—her flesh and blood—HAS to be in it.

They keep trying to get a baby while other young families Emilie knows keep growing. She feels left out and hurt and depressed, then her newlywed twin sister announces she’s expecting a baby too and something within Emilie just unhinges.

She eventually lies to some of her friends, who she was out for coffee with, that she’s pregnant too. She mostly does it just to see their reaction and feel what it would be like but it quickly spirals out of control where she just starts pretending she’s pregnant until you can’t even tell if she believes it herself.

Gabriel is confused at first because he hears the news second hand (a friend/family member congratulating him) so he’s apprehensive when he approaches his wife but she convinces him that they really are getting a baby and Gabriel is ecstatic.

It’s only later at a doctor’s check up that Gabriel learns that she indeed is not pregnant. The doctor even speaks to him alone explaining that his wife is in denial and that he should make sure she goes to see a psychiatrist, something she definitely wouldn’t do alone.

Gabriel is unsuccessful with that because he’s not entirely persistent, doesn’t want to be the guy with the crazy wife having to tell everyone she lied about being pregnant, and hopelessly believes she’ll just get over it eventually.

That is until her “pregnancy is near due”—her sister already had Félix in England a few months ago—and he stumbles on her transformed with her peacock miraculous (they already have both of them) creating a sentimonster newborn.

They have a huge fight about it but because Emilie refuses to destroy it, won’t tell Gabriel where the amok is, and Gabriel can’t just hurt the baby with his hands, Emilie just… wins. Fucked up, yeah?

Now she tried creating kids before this one, using her imagination to try and blend her and Gabriel’s looks but it just wasn’t working. So she decided to copy of photos of baby Félix because he already looked almost like a copy of his mother, and Amélie and Emilie already looked alike so it’s not so weird?—is what her mind was telling her.

She didn’t dare alter his looks but she decided to give the baby Gabriel’s eye color to include the “father” in some way. (Yes in that comic I made I gave Adrien a mix of green and gray but that was mainly to get the point across to the perceptive readers)

Now we got Adrien, a normal baby boy to the whole world except for Gabriel who’s forced into his wife’s fantasy through social expectations.

Why are we only at this point and this post is already so long AAAAAAAA!!!

Adrien physically basically grows in a way where Emilie just keeps changing his appearance to match what Félix looked like a few months prior.

Mentally he’s like a robot just taking in information without really needing to learn it. So Emilie decides when he says his first word, she decides when he learns to walk,… He knows how to walk, he just wasn’t given the command to do so yet.

But even so he does develop a personality over time, just slower, because unlike a normal child who’s always testing his boundaries, how far they’re allowed to go until they’re in real trouble, Adrien just can’t misbehave. At all.

But he does have his favorite foods and favorite toys, and jokes that make him laugh the most. The problem is just that Emilie could just decide that his favorite food is strawberries and he’d just start acting accordingly, rewiring his belief. 

He also isn’t allowed to argue or be mean to others which is why Félix thinks he’s a goody two-shoes weirdo while Chloé the brat adores him.

This behavior isn’t so hard to hide with a toddler who’s fickle but it’s harder and harder as the kid grows. Which is why the family becomes very secluded over time.

Gabriel always keeps distance with his “son”. He’s not Dad, he’s Father, he doesn’t do hugs and cuddles, he doesn’t say I love you. But Adrien knows he loves him because his mom told him so and he loves him back unconditionally because Mom said that’s what families do.

Now even though Gabriel is traumatized by this whole ordeal and knowing Adrien “isn’t real” freaks him out he does soften a bit over time. I’m going to give an awful example but like someone who hates cats softening for a cat that their partner/roommate decided to get/had from before. Continuing with this example: But still becoming appalled when the cat starts acting odd/unusually.

Okay I think you get the gist. Let’s move on…

Emilie loves her son more and more as he grows and his sentimonster behaviours start bothering her more and more too. She hates being reminded that he’s not a real boy by people mentioning he looks young for his age because Emilie forgot to make him grow for a while. She hates when he does everything like he’s told. She hates that he has no real friends because they’re afraid to expose him to the outside too much and without supervision. She hates to think about his future.

Her desire for him to be real keeps growing and is what drives her to search for a solution in the miraculous spellbook.

She cracks the script after years, when Adrien is nearly a teen, and finds a way to transfer the creators soul into a sentimonster.

It’s a long process that takes time and while she falls ill to everyone around her, Adrien becomes more real.

Gabriel starts realizing what’s happening when he notices Adrien hesitate for a second when he’s playing a video game and Gabriel wants him to do something, groan when he gets bothered watching TV, huff, complain, have slightly opposing opinions to his and Emilie’s, when he argues with his mother when she tells him she’s feeling fine; when he notices his son’s eyes are greener. Or is it all in his head?

He confronts his wife too late, when she’s extremely ill already, her normally vibrant eyes dulled match Adrien’s bluish gray, and he pieces together in his head what she’s doing.

Before Gabriel could properly think what to do to stop the love of his life from turning into a lifeless doll, in a fit of panic he tries to take her wedding band (where he knows Adrien’s amok is) to get rid of Adrien instead, but is unsuccessful in getting it off her so he snatches her peacock brooch instead (which she needs to complete the spell obvs) and breaks it. (Heyoo! broken peacock miraculous. things are coming together)

Because the spell was almost complete anyway it’s Emilie who falls unconscious. But she doesn’t disappear because she’s not a real sentimonster, she just becomes dormant like one.

This is the point in the story where Gabriel makes it seem like Emilie ran away or something like that—basically disappear. Now he’s living knowing he has an almost sentimonster wife in the basement, knowing he almost killed his son (or her), and having to care for a son that suddenly became much more alive, questioning, arguing, angry, screaming, not accepting, crying, grieving, staring at him with Emilie’s eyes.

Instead of becoming a real parent, Gabriel shuts him out.

Soon Adrien evolves desires for socializing, company, getting away from the suffocating home which eventually leads to him going to a public school.

He slowly starts to live life freely without the restrictions that were put around his thoughts.

Gabriel has an even stranger relationship with Adrien now because he still loves him in a way but also holds resentment toward him. But mostly he sees him as something valuable.

The show happens here…  And now finally we get to the comic…

Gabriel gets a hold of the ladybug and black cat miraculouses. (There’s no epic fight in his lair as you see there’s no Ladybug in the comic but that’s not really important)

What’s important is that Gabriel had deciphered the miraculous spellbook with the help of Emilie’s notes and had decided to use the unification’s “wish” power to awaken Emilie.

He’s aware he’ll need to sacrifice something for the wish to come true and he’s certain Adrien should be enough because the soul inside him is literally the one thing Emilie is missing.

✨Adrien (poor boy just lost his miraculous) is taken to Gabriel’s lair, where he finds out his father is Hawk Moth, sees his mother, learns he’s a sentimonster, and that he’s going to become a sacrifice ✨

Of course the last part is not what happens. It’s Gabriel who ends up being sacrificed.

I can’t decide if Gabriel ends up sacrificing himself because he changed his mind in the last moment while Adrien was screaming for him to stop, OR  because he didn’t love Adrien enough for him to be considered an equal exchange for his wife… O.O

But anyhow…

Emilie wakes up with Gabriel’s soul within her (hence the bluish gray eyes in the comic).

Adrien is traumatized for life.

This took me hours to write… I knew there was a reason why I didn’t want to do it. I hope I didn’t forget anything and my brain made sense of it all

Well there you have it, peeps. The Pinocchio AU. It’s as messed up as my sleep schedule. Good night. 

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Two is Better than One PT2

Wolf era & Quarry herd

Daryl X Reader X Rick

Words: 4.8k

Warnings: Death, protective Rick and Daryl, Badass Reader, Pregancy, mentions of body changes during Pregancy (belly growth)

Season: 6

Hope you enjoy! This is the longest fic I've written! Hoping to follow along with some smut..was going to include in this one but decided against it and left it to the fluff/slight angst!! If there are any other events that you would like me to write about during season 6-9 with this Relationship dynamic and their Pregnancy then let me know! Much love -mads❤️

Read Part One Here

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“Do you think they are going to be able to pull this off?” Carl asked, pushing Judith along in her pushchair. “I mean it was meant to be a dry run, but who knows. You can’t exactly predict this type of thing” you said. It had been a few weeks since Rick and Daryl had tried to breed you, their efforts successful. A small bump was now forming on your lower stomach. The events proving to be an exciting but stressful time, the two men trying to actively make Alexandria work for the group. Most had already settled, and began to be working members in the community however Rick had found it difficult. Who could blame the man after everything he had been through, trying to protect the group and most importantly you and his children. Arguments and fights were made until the community realised the harsh reality of the new world. Word of your pregnancy had spread fast, you were beyond ecstatic to find out Maggie wasn’t that long behind you in her own pregnancy. Today the two boys were investigating a way to draw walkers away from Alexandria, a herd with a couple thousand walkers. The idea of them being so closed scared you.

Carl had adjusted to the idea of his fathers relationship with you, since the death of his own mother the boy always came to you if he needed help or someone to talk to. “I’m sure they will be okay though, at least that’s what i try to tell myself” you said, brushing the hair away from the boy's face. “And besides, I’ve got you to help me if something goes wrong here” , you added, a small grim placed on the boy's face. “Why don’t you go and hang out with your friends, I’ve got her. She needs a nap anyway or she'll be just as cranky as you” you joked. Carl let out a small laugh, you opened your arms to give him a small hug taking his large hat off in the process. He held you tight just like a son/motherly bond would feel like. “See you later?” He said. You nodded ruffling his hair before putting the hat back on his head.

When you got back to the house, carol was cooking a casserole. “Ooo smells nice” you stated, smiling at the women. “Hey! How are you feeling?” She asked, helping you get Judith out of her stroller. “Peachy, but fresh air helped” you said, the women gave you a nod. “Mind if you put her down for a nap? I feel like going to see Aaron” you asked her. “Sure! The food should be done in a hour” she said. Nodding you pulled on Ricks jacket and walked to try and find Aaron. The streets were fairly empty, most of the able Alexandria’s went out with Rick and the others for the dry run of the quarry. Assuming they would be back soon you decided to help aaron fix up his licence plate display. You smiled at a few people as you walked the streets, muttering hey to some others. It wasn’t long until everyone heard a loud scream coming from one of the residents. You stopped in your tracks, eyes trained on the rest of the group, waiting to see the cause of the scream. You didn't begging to run until a lash crash happened, the sound of a truck or car horn that was sure to be heard for miles filled the streets. More people began to scream as the streets filled with people, all gutting and chopping limbs of the residents. You began to run through the streets, your knife now clutched firmly in your hands, the sound of heavy footsteps following you told you that going back was not an option. You quickly made a decision, running into a house that had the door wide open, quickly shutting and jamming the door behind you, the person begin to laugh and bang on the door, chanting how he could set you free. “What the fuck” you panted, your hand dropping to your lower stomach as if you were seeking comfort, eyes scanning the house for another way out to get back and find carl or Judith. An open window. Thankfully you weren’t too long in your pregnancy that you could actually fit through and endure this amount of action. You continued running through the streets, killing anyone that you could on the way.

“RON, WHERE'S CARL?” You called to the young boy who was running in the direction of his own house. Once you caught up to him he stopped turning around. You knew the boy wasn’t fond of rick or carl but you sent carl to hang out with him, “protecting Judith, can you help me find my mom and brother?” He asked worriedly. You stood there silently debating whenever or not to go and help him or get back to your ‘children’. You let out a large sigh before nodding your head handing him a smaller knife, “Yeah come on lets go” you said, following him to his house. Upon approaching you saw the door open, muddy fingerprints contrasting the white paint on the door frame. You took the lead, carefully stepping in the house, your knife drawn in front of your face. “Jessie? Sam?” You asked, your footsteps light and careful. Jessie yelp in pain alerting the two of you, “kitchen” Ron stated. Bolting it towards the kitchen hoping you made it in time to actually help her, the two of you easily overpowering the woman who decided to try and hurt the kind family. “Are you okay?” You asked her, your hands taking the bloodied scissors out of her hands. “Yeah, I think so,” She said. You nodded, helping the woman to her feet, giving her a quick hug. You left Ron with her, the young boy giving you a firm nod and smile.

The streets was covered in blood, those of the people you had began to know and those who murdered them. You left bloody footprints as you made your way back to the house, out of breath from the running you were doing. When you finally approached the door you didn't have to wait for it to be opened, Carl bolted out of the door bringing you in for a hug. “I thought you died,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “Come on, you know me…pregnant or not, I'm always going to be badass” you joked your arms tightening around the young boy. “Guess you are like a dixon-grimes” he said, a smirk forming on his face. You giggled, blushing slowly creeping up on your face. “Come on, let's get inside…got to get this blood out of your dad's jacket” you said, your arm draped over the boy's shoulder.

Rick's heart fell when he heard the horn, the distant gunfire didn't help calm his nerves. His eyes glanced back at the herd, half of them breaking away heading straight towards home. “Fuck fuck fuck” he whispered under his breath, his voice laced with anger and frustration. “Okay, everyone head home…make sure to be quick and that everyone is safe. I'm heading for the RV to try and cut off the herd and turn them back” Rick planned. He was surprised his heart wasn't beating out of his chest yet, his children were at home, you were at home. You were all meant to be safe, keeping the baby safe. Michone and Glenn nodded, “anything happens you just head home. Some of them won't make it” he added, before he started to walk in the direction of the RV they had left at the metal wall. He could hear Michone and Glenn's groans of frustration, his lack of trust in how well the Alexandrians could handle themselves. Taking a deep breath the man broke into a sprint toward the RV, his adrenaline and need to make sure you were safe powering him.

“Rick, what happened?!” Daryl questioned on the radio. Rick shook off the pain of his hand that was now oozing blood. “Half the herd broke off and are heading home, don't worry I got it” he groaned, attaching the radio back on his hip he broke out into another sprint. Daryl groaned in frustration and the man didn't give him any further information, his frustration and worry growing over your safety and the child's. He wanted to see you grow and have the utmost safety, Daryl was already frustrated that Rick wouldn't let him wake you up this morning to say goodbye, allow him to kiss and say goodbye to the growing bump. ‘She needs the rest, ' he remembered Rick saying. “Daryl don't leave, we need you here” he heard Abraham speak from beside him. He didn't care, his mind dead set on returning and keeping you safe and fed. “You'll put her in danger if we can't control this herd without you” Sasha reasoned. Daryl shook his head, “you'll be fine” and with that he turned and headed back towards home. Ignoring Sashas shouts on the radio.

You paused your scrubbing on Rick's jacket, hearing the gate open. Abandoning the jacket on the porch you ran towards the gate. Carl was off god knows where and Judith had been given to Jessie allowing you to attempt to nap. You didn't even take a shower, replacing your shirt with one of Daryl’s with the sleeves famously cut off. “Michone” you breathed, bringing the woman into a hug after she handed Scott to Denise's and Rosita. “Are you okay? What happened?” You asked checking the woman over for any wounds. “The lorries in the quarry collapsed, the dry run became the actual run. We lost many people” she sighed. “Shit” you muttered.

“The horn caused half of the herd to head here . It was right on us” she mumbled. “Is Glenn okay?” Maggie asked, making you jump slightly from her sudden entrance. “He said he would try and Draw the walkers away, but if he couldn't he would make a sign to know if he's okay” she sighed, guilt washing over the woman as she released Glenn had yet to make a sign if he was okay. Maggie bought the distraught woman into a hug, her face laced with worry when she pulled away. “You are covered in blood, what happened here? Michone asked. “Some guys with a ‘W’ carved in their head came in here and went on a murder spree. We tried to save as many people as we could” you explained. The three of you stopped your conversation at the sound of distant shouting coming from outside the gate. “OPEN THE GATE” you could hear a familiar voice yell. You and Maggie scrambled to open it whilst Michonne drew her sword, killing any walkers that got too close to the man. Rick ran into the gates, you and Maggie shutting them just in time behind him. A small crowd began to form, the sound of walking beginning to bang around Alexandria. You didn't care, you had one of them back you turned around, running into the sweaty man's arms which immediately closed around you, holding you tightly. You felt him press a kiss into the side of your hair as he pulled away to address the town. His arm firmly wrapped around your waist keeping you as close to him as possible.

“You can hear it. Some of you saw it. They got back here, half of them. Still enough to surround us 20 deep. Look, I know you're scared. You haven't seen anything like this. You haven't been through anything like this. But we're safe for now. The panel the truck hit seems intact. We reinforced it just in case. Either way, the wall's gonna hold together. Can you? The others, they're gonna be back. They're gonna be back. Daryl, Abraham, Sasha, they have vehicles. They're gonna lead 'em away, just like the others. And Glenn and Nicholas are gonna walk back through the front gate after. They know what they're doing, and we know what we need to do. We keep noise to a minimum. Pull out blinds at night. Even better, keep the lights out. We'll try to make this place as quiet as a graveyard, see if they move on.“he said addressing everyone.

“It's a graveyard here,” a woman in the crowd added. Rick sighed, unsure how to answer that would ease the Community's worries.”The quarry broke open and those walkers were heading this way. All of them. The plan that Rick put into place stopped that from happening.” Deanna intervened.

“It was my fault” Aaron said, everyone turned their eyes to him, “me and Daryl were following a guy wearing a poncho when we stumbled across some trucks that would carry canned food. I wanted to search the trucks Daryl didn't. We did what I wanted to do, it was a trap and I dropped my pack. I lead these people here.” Aaron admitted, a few people gasped and cried for those who they had witnessed be slaughtered in the streets. Rick sighed, his grip tightening on your waist.

“Deanna?” Tobin called after the woman. She ignored him, her own grief and worry distracting her mind. At the sight of the leader dispersing the rest of the crowd did as well, heading to their homes to rest and recover. Rick turned to you, his eyes scanning for any possible wounds, “are you alright?” He asked, his hand cupping your face bringing you in for a kiss. You nodded, smiling at the man slightly. “I'm good…both of us” you said. Rick smiled, chuckling slightly, his hand falling to your stomach lifting up the shirt for skin to skin contact. You kissed his lips, the taste of sweat lingering on yours as you pulled away. “You're covered in blood,” Rick said, his eyes falling to your blood-covered arms. “Not mine, come on let's go shower. Jessie has Judith and Carl is out” you winked. Rick's eyes widened but followed you willingly.

A few days had passed, you walked the streets with Carl after just dropping Jessie off with Judith again giving you both a break. The sound of the watch tower creaking was loud over your conversation. You both stopped watching the tower as the creaking sound continued to grow in volume, the watch tower leaning over the wall, the creaking began to turn into cracking and soon enough the tower had fallen. You couldn't see anyone amongst the dust of the fallen tower and walls. Only the sound of walkers, “come on we have to go inside now” Carl said, dragging your hand away. But you stood frozen, your eyes scanning for Rick to emerge from the chaos. “Y/n come on we need to move '' you continued to ignore the child, the people running around you. Then you saw him, his eyes scanning the crowd for you, the pressure in your chest was released, one of them was safe. You just needed Daryl. Rick ran to you both, his hand grabbing yours and dragging you in front of him. Making sure nothing got you. Jessie beckoned you into her house, Michone and Carl dragging a hurt Deanne behind them. Rick ushered everyone inside, blocking the front door behind everyone. Carl and Michone took Deanne upstairs, everyone else followed. “Hey hey, you alright darlin?” Rick asked, his hands firmly holding your shoulders bringing you out of your trance. You nodded weakly, Rick sighed, he knew you were exhausted and worried for Daryl. “Come here” he said, bringing you into a tight embrace. You melted into the hug, “he will be home soon, he's going to come back to you, both of you” Rick said, his hand now caressing your stomach. You smiled, giving Rick a kiss. “I'll take care of Judith, you sort out everything else” you smiled. Rick gave you one more kiss before running to attend to Deanne whilst you walked towards Judith.

The situation just kept getting worse, with darkness rapidly approaching and the walkers gathering inside the house after managing to get through from the Garage. You were now holding Jessie's hand tightly along with Carls. You and Rick are protecting the two children. Meat cloaks over the top of you hiding your scent from the undead surrounding you. You gave carl's hand a firm squeeze, you knew the boy was confident and calm, the action probably calming your nerve compared to his. Rick started to weave his way slowly through the walkers, the cold shoulders bumping into you, you were even more thankful that you weren't that far along, you were sure Rick would have sent you to a house or something if you were. Your mind kept flicking back to Daryl, zoning out the groans becoming background noise as you fell further into worry about Daryl, the man you hadn't been able to say goodbye to, someone who you could be carrying their child with and he wouldn't even be able to see it.

As night fell, Rick pulled you all together in an area that wasn't as swarmed with walkers. “We need to change plans, let's go to the quarry and grab the remaining cars that were left. I then lead them away ourselves” he said. Everyone agreed, “it's a good plan but she's not going to make it that far” Jessie stated pointed to the young girl you and Carl had exposed to some fresh air. The poor girl looked horrified however Rick still enjoyed it when he saw her face light up as you popped into view. You took off a bracelet you normally wore allowing them a small girl to hold it, it was something Daryl had made for you, praying she didn't accidentally drop it in all of this mess. Rick smiled proud of you making sure both of his children were okay like they were your own, excitement growing when he thought about the child growing in your womb that he and Daryl had successfully made. “I'll take her, she'll be safe in my church” Gabriel spoke breaking Rick out his trance on you. “You sure?” You whispered to the man. Gabriel nodded a soft smile on his face. Rick watched as you scanned the man's features, a smile grew on his face as you watched your motherly instinct kicked in. You hesitantly nodded, taking the child of Carl and firmly strapping her to Gabriel giving the girl a kiss on her cheek before covering her back up. “Keep her safe”

Gabriel nodded, walking off towards the church as you all got back into formation.

Jessie pulled your hand to a stop, as she turned to help Sam. He grip almost bruising your own hand, you assumed was the worry that Sam could possibly ruin the cover everyone had. You watched and the other tried to encourage the boy to move, it didn't take much from the child whimpering in fear to get the attention of the surrounding walkers. Everyone stared in shock as the young boy was dragged to the ground his body feasted on. You tried to pull Jessie away, put her attention on anything other than the cries of her child being eaten alive. It didn't work, more walkers flooded in taking Jessie as their next victim. Jessie's grip didn't loosen, you tried to pry it away before the walkers could get you or your baby. “Rick Rick, help” you whimpered, tears filling in your eyes. Ricks attention snapped from the two being eaten to you after hearing you whimper his name. He saw the hand still gripped on his arm. Taking his Axe he released her grip from you, his hand replacing the spot firm but supportive. Calming you down, grounding your back to a focused state. You looked over at the remaining member of the poor family, the boy terrified and confused aimed a gun towards Rick. Rick took a protective stance in front of you, but as the boy fired Michone stabbed him, his aim pointing else where . You watched as rick's body relaxed. You nodded to the woman in a silent thanks, but her attention was drawn to Carl. “Dad?Mom?” The boy whispered, his head turning to face the two of you, his eye had fallen victim to the stray bullet. You would have melted over the accidental slip of Carl referring to you as his mother, but Rick moved quickly. Picking up Carl causing the four of you to break into a sprint towards the infirmary.

As soon as you entered it broke into chaos, michonne helping Denise as you focused on the man's father, your lover. His mind foggy, working through ways he could keep the both of you safe. You knew your attempts at grounding him was fatal, the man walking towards the door, his fingers twitching as they gripped the door handle. You glanced at the room sighing before reaching for a machete that was abandoned in the room, following the man into the herd. Rick grunted in frustration, he already had one person he loved on a table possibly dying he didn't need you following into danger, he was sure Daryl would kick his ass later. The two of you walked through the herd back to back, axe and machete shining in the moonlight as blood sprayed over the two of you. Aaron watched as you danced together fighting the oncoming threats. It wasn't long until others filtered in through the herd, a large circle forming as you all worked together to kill any walkers.

The community backed against a wall, became slightly distracted as the lake in the centre of town flowed red, a distraction causing the walkers to turn their back on you. “DON’T LET UP” you heard Rick yell from beside you. You watched as everyone pushed towards the lake, stumbling over the walkers that had fallen in front of you. Your arms became tired but you didn't let up, you all worked together for the future, a future where your child could grow, where you could make more with Rick and Daryl. A place you could all be safe.

You stood still, smiling at Rick as the last few walkers were being put down. Allowing a moment to breath and relax. The sound of a truck caused you to divert your attention from Rick. You watched as Maggie,Enid, Glenn, Abraham and Sasha filtered out of the front seats. Your hand gripping Ricks as you watched carefully for the sight of a dirty redneck. When you saw him, you released Rick's hand, sprinting towards him. Daryl watched as you sprinted, jumping over any walker bodies laying on the ground. His arms already open waiting for the long needed embrace. You ran into him, bringing the archer for a kiss. You didn't care people were watching, you didn't care that the community now knew of your polyamorous relationship with the two men. You cared he was back safe, to watch your body swell for them, to watch as he left in the morning to bring back the biggest game he caught or whatever craving him and Rick had left on a run to get for you. “Are ya alright?” Daryl asked, his eyes scanning for any wounds. “Yeah yeah I'm alright, are you alright?” You asked, your eyes scanning for anything. He nodded, smiling at you. “Is the baby alright” his hand immediately falling to it, you nodded. The two of you shared another kiss, before you walked with him towards the infirmary for a closer check up.

You laid on the bed next to Carl, Judith curled against your chest. Daryl watched the scene, taking over from Rick as the man went and showered. He watched as your chest rose he watched as your belly moved with each breath you took. “Hey, how are they doing?” Rick asked, walking in the door freshly showered. “They're alright, sleeping it off. She must have done a lot of action and it didn't take her long to fall asleep” Daryl jokes. Rick nodded “if running through the streets helping people as others got slaughtered counts then yes” he laughed. Daryls face turned into a frown, silently scolding himself for not being at home. Rick noticed he pointed at the small family they now had sworn to protect as brothers and equal partners to you. “She's alright, could have been worse if the other half of the herd was here too” Rick said. Daryl nodded, beginning to chew on his fingers.

It wasn't long until Carl was allowed to leave the infirmary, the boys went back into joint cuddling you. Their hands firmly rested on your stomach as you slept. Daryl went back to hunting bringing you food every morning, a range of meats for whichever the baby wanted that day, he watched as your frame became fuller allowing you to hold the growing bump that was slowly becoming more visible. Denise and Maggie predicted that you were close to 15weeks now judging the size of your bump. You were happy your family was slowly growing. When Rick wasn't there Daryl became glued to your hip, following you around anywhere you went. And you wouldn't have any other way.

[buttercream-squad-imagines]

Tinder in Real Life

Pairings: Harry Lewis x fem!Reader, Sidemen x platonic!Reader Word Count: 2k Warnings: Language some people may find offensive, sexual themes, recycled lines from Sidemen Tinder in Real Life because I'm not at all creative Request: Hey! Could you do reader x Harry imagine where the sidemen do a collab video with the reader who is also a big youtuber and Harrys celebrity crush. And during the video the reader is very flirty, leaving Harry a flustered mess when the flirting is directed towards him, but very jealous when its with any other sidemen.

The Sidemen were one of the biggest groups on YouTube and one that you were very familiar with. At the age of 23, you were a fair bit younger than some of its oldest members but yet you had a close relationship with JJ, whom you had met through YouTube.

You had started your channel when you were 17, just under four years ago, making makeup videos, which was a passion of yours when you were younger. Not that you were any good at it back then. Those videos quickly become unlisted when your channel started blowing up in late 2016, now nearing 20 million at the present time.

It wasn't long before you expanded your horizons and had started making different sorts of videos, including vlogs of your everyday life - which wasn't and still isn't that exciting in your opinion - and those where you just had a laugh, attempting to do stupid challenges that were so popular back then. It was those, however, that grew your channel. Your fans seemed to love them and so you gradually started to make more.

As your small channel began to grow significantly, it caught the attention of KSI, a member of the Sidemen, who reached out to you to for a collab. You were ecstatic. You couldn't believe it at the time, why would someone like KSI with 20 million subscribers want to collaborate with you? By that time, you couldn't exactly call yourself a small channel anymore, with almost 5 million subscribers but it still didn't make any sense to you.

You and JJ quickly bonded after filming together. You had a very similar sense of humour and interests. As the years went, the older boy became one of your best friends, the nature of your relationship being very teasing and flirtatious but the both of you knew it was a joke. It was just the way you both were.

Though despite having known him for nearing 3 years now, you had never met the rest of the Sidemen, with the exception of Simon, as he lived with JJ. Which is why when he texted asking you to collaborate with the Sidemen, you couldn't turn the offer down. You were a fan of the group and the content they were producing. You thought the videos that they made were exceptional, that they were pushing the envelope of the standard of content on YouTube and often found yourself excited for new videos.

He had explained that they were filming another of their 'Tinder in real life' but a YouTuber version with the likes of BambinoBecky and ChiWithAC. You were so excited. You were finally going to meet the rest of JJ's friends and you had the opportunity to be a part of a Sidemen Sunday.

You arrived at the studio the boys were filming at in the afternoon, finding and greeting JJ before he introduced you to the other sidemen in addition to Lux, Freezy and Stephen.

"And you've already met Simon." He finished.

"Yeah. Nice to finally meet you all. JJ tells me a lot about you guys." You laughed.

"Because that's assuring." Ethan pointed out with a chuckle, the other boys letting out agreements.

"Not all bad, I promise." You teased, winking at him. Ethan felt the blood rushing to his face, immediately becoming flustered and stumbling over his words. You found that you often had that effect on people as you could be very direct and flirtatious even when you didn't mean it. To you it was just friendly banter.

"Geez Y/N, stop flirting with people you met literally five minutes ago." JJ rolled his eyes.

"You sound a bit jealous, Jide." You smirked, a teasing grin spread across your face.

"Nah, allow it." There were eruptions of laughter around the room, coming from the boys. You were quick to notice Harry standing out of the way and was significantly quieter than the others, with what seemed to be a forced smile on his face.

Harry was in his own head, barely paying attention to what was going on around him. When JJ had told him that you were going to be in the next Sidemen video, he panicked. You were an accomplished YouTuber who he was quite fond of to say the least. Well, that would be an understatement, he had a fairly large crush on you. A crush that no one but Freezy and Lux knew about.

He knew that JJ had been friends with you for some time now but never considered the possibility of even meeting you. His anxiety acted as a barrier to even the thought of it. But he was currently in the same room as you and had said nothing more than a short 'hello'. He longed to have the confidence Ethan had to speak to you, even more so for you to look at him the way you were.

Already you were flirting with JJ and Ethan, something that caused a pit to form at the bottom of his stomach. He wouldn't admit it, but he could slowly feel the jealousy forming. Not that he had anything to be jealous about in the first place!

You continued to speak with the boys as you got your mic set up, telling them stories you were sure would embarrass JJ.

"Y/N, stop." The older boy whined. He could be like a child sometimes, but it was one of his more endearing qualities. He simply wouldn't be JJ if he wasn't.

"No, carry on." Simon laughed.

"Oh, don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from." You teased.

"I think it's time we started, don't you think?" Harry grumbled.

"Right." You smiled at the boy, who's cheeks became tinted red. He ducked to hide his face and walked around to stand in the line, hiding himself in the middle.

"Hi, I'm Y/N, I'm 23 and I'm from Y/H/T." You spoke to the camera once you were given the go ahead.

"I'm Simon, I'm 28. I like to practice safe sex."

"Always a good start."

"I could tie you to the bed, so you don't fall off." He finished with a giggle. You acted like you were pondering it for a moment before letting out a laugh and swiping right.

"I'm down for that." You teased. The boys all let out rumbles of laughter

"Hi, I'm Ethan, I'm 26 and kiss me if I'm wrong, but you're gonna swipe right."

"What would you rather?" You joked. Ethan shrugged his shoulders and walked closer to the board, sticking his head through with his lips puckered, eliciting a cry of protest from Harry that this wasn't allowed. You laughed and made an over exaggerated motion to swipe to the right, causing him to pout playfully but walked over to the right anyway.

"Hi, I'm Josh, I'm 28. KSI has a top ten single, but you're the only hot single I can see."

"Wow, that was smooth!" You said with a grin. "Definite yes from me."

"I'm Callum, I'm 26. Are you into fitness?" Freezy asked.

"Can't say I am." You replied, unsure of what turn this could take.

"How about you fitness dick in your mouth?"

"I wouldn't get too excited babes, I gag on my toothbrush." You laughed. "We could try though."

You swiped right on him, chuckling as you watched him let out a yes before joining Simon, Ethan, and Josh. You frowned slightly, a crease forming between your brows as you saw Harry whisper something furiously at his friend but ultimately got distracted by Vik stepping up to go next.

"I'm Vik, I'm 25. My ex-girlfriend always said I'd never do better than her, wanna prove her right?" You could hear the cries of the boys in the background, some scolding him, others laughing.

"Man actually said prove her right. Not wrong." JJ shrieked with a shocked look on his face, holding his head with his hands.

"You need to find someone for that." You snarked, swiping left on the boy, who shrugged and walked off.

"Damn! You got told!" Lux cackled.

"Uh hi. I'm Harry. I'm uh 25, no I'm not I'm 24." He stumbled. "Are you sure you're a muggle? Because that ass is magical."

"You should see how magical it can be." You spoke before cringing at yourself and laughing, swiping right to avoid a reply. The boy's face grew a bright shade of red, closely resembling the colour of a tomato.

"Geez, is that an offer?!" Freezy yelled from the right side. You laughed, observing how Harry whispered furiously to the boy to stop and winked at him once he had could see. Your laughter only increased as you watched JJ step up.

"I'm JJ. I'm 28 and are you a raisin? Cause you're raising my dick." The boy in question stood in front of you so confidently, hands clasped together in front of him so seriously that you just lost it. By the time you composed yourself, there were tears almost falling from your eyes.

"A* for effort." You laughed, swiping right eliciting a cry of success.

You had wrapped up filming your segment of the video, which conveniently was the last of the day. You found JJ who you spoke to whilst the other boys were otherwise occupied talking to each other.

"Cheers for coming, Y/N/N. You've been great."

"Anything for you." You joked.

"Don't tempt me." He laughed. You could feel eyes on you, eyes that were burning into your side. You turned your head to see Harry staring you and JJ down before looking away after being caught in the act, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Does Harry not like me or something?" You whispered to JJ, feeling self-conscious all of a sudden.

"Not that I know of." He frowned looking at the younger boy. "He can be a bit awkward at times and gets flustered a lot."

"Right." You agreed. You excused yourself before sauntering up to the boy in question, calling his name to snap him out of the daze he appeared to be in.

"Oh, um hey Y/N." He stumbled.

"Hi." You smiled gently. "I uh, I was just wondering, do you... have I done something to offend you?"

"Offend me? Why, uh, why would you think that?" He rambled.

"It's just... it's nothing, it's probably just me overthinking things." You waved it off, feeling like a complete idiot.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I don't like you. I don't not like you, in fact I really like you! Oh, um I mean I like you, you're very pretty." The boy couldn't stop rambling which made you laugh. "No, wait."

"You think I'm pretty?" You blushed interrupting him. Harry felt his mouth go dry, not being able to get anything coherent to come out. "Well, Harry, I really like you too."

"What?" His eyebrows shot up so far it was almost comical. "Really? So, you don't like the other guys?"

"What? No." You laughed. "That's absurd. Why would you think that?"

"You seemed very..." The boy trailed off, not wanting to offend you after you had admitted to liking him.

"Flirty?" You finished, causing him to nod. "I'm like that with everyone, I don't mean to be half the time."

"Oh."

"Well, how about you give me your phone number and when you finally grow a pair, you can ask me out?" Your confidence levels had shot up spontaneously.

"Uh, sure." His cheeks had become a dark shade of red as he passed his phone to you so you could put your number in. You kept looking up at him as you typed, putting your name under 'Y/N x' in his contacts before handing it back to him.

"Y/N! Come on! We're going to Nando's!" JJ called from the other side of the room.

"Call me." You winked. Your bottom lip was caught between your teeth and was currently the only thing from stopping the wide grin from spreading across your face. A grin that hadn't disappeared from your face for the rest of the day, much to the curiosity of JJ, who was disappointed when you refused to tell him why, or more appropriately who, had put the smile on your face.

[versadies]

Hey hey!! I've been following you for a while now and I love your work sm aaa

Saw the event, I love soulmate au's 😩‼ as a gemini, may I request a gemini prompt + kaeya? Up to you who the enemy is, I trust you ^ ^

-🦚 @pavo-ocell-me

someday, one day (hc scenario)

penpal: omg hi !! im glad u love my work, i hope this is to ur liking 🙌

prompt: gemini the twins, enemy-lover soulmate au

pairing/s: kaeya x gn!reader

sypnosis: when you thought he was your enemy but is actually your lover.

includes: spoilers on diluc and kaeya's backstory, spoilers on genshin's official webtoon, violence, physical pain, burns, arguing, enthusiastic!diluc (pls take note that its canon that he USED to be like all the other pyro characters b4 his father's death.),

when you first met diluc, it felt like he was your knight in shining armor.

the first time you two met was when you accidentally fell down from your balcony after leaning too much on the railing and diluc managed to catch you bridal-style whilst he was on patrol around the city as a knight.

it truly was romantic– and a near-death experience for you.

so when you found out that his name is imprinted on your wrist, you felt ecstatic, and so did he.

since then, you two were known as the youngest soulmates who had found each other in mondstadt, people admiring your relationship with envy and happiness.

of course, you and diluc were a happy couple. although you would be lying if you said diluc is overall your type, you managed to find yourself falling in love with the man.

when crepus, diluc's father, found out about diluc's once-in-a-lifetime moment, he simply laughs and pats you and his son by your backs with a proud smile.

"by the time my son turns 18, we better make arrangements of your wedding! it's a ragnvindr tradition, after all." he comments eagerly. you honestly weren't sure if the man was joking or not.

it didn't take long before you meet his dear brother, kaeya.

when you find out his brother's name is the same as the one that's imprinted on your other wrist, being surprised is far from your reaction.

"don't worry about it, y/n." diluc reassures you one night as the two of you stroll around the city together. "i'll make sure nothing will go wrong between you and my brother. besides, you always have me, right?"

if diluc hadn't tried what he said, perhaps things would've gone differently than now.

in fear of being enemies with your future brother-in-law, you decided to avoid kaeya like a plague, giving the young man apologetic looks whenever you walk away from his presence.

as much as you're avoiding the man, you couldn't imagine hating on kaeya. every night, you always think of what can make kaeya your enemy. what is there to hate him? he's funny, chivalrous, everything that screams your type of men.

wait.. type?

your heart drops from the moment you started thinking romantic things about diluc's brother, looking behind you to see your soulmate sleeping soundly with a frown plastered on your face.

is diluc really your lover?

doubts started to cross your mind. what if diluc isn't your soulmate? what is there to prove that kaeya is your enemy? are you just overthinking things?

"i can't think about this." you murmured to yourself, pulling up your comforter before laying back down on your bed and try to fall asleep.

"i have a wedding to worry about next year."

just as you said, you did try not to think about the possibilities you have with the two brothers, distracting yourself with tasks and dates with your lover, who's quite oblivious to your problems going on inside your head.

unnoticed by you, you weren't the only one who has been burdened with your thoughts.

by the time diluc's birthday has arrived, the two of you started to get excited from your future wedding, excited to finally marry each other after years of spending your adolescence together.

you didn't expect an inconvenience during diluc and crepus's trip.

you didn't expect crepus trying to save diluc from a monster using something that no one but snezhnaya has ever heard of.

you didn't expect crepus asking diluc to put him out of his misery.

you didn't expect diluc to come strolling back to your shared home with blood stained in his clothing at a late hour.

you never, ever, expected your lover to fight his own brother when he took a visit.

and you did not expect your lover to plan on leaving you and everyone.

"what do you mean you're... you're leaving?" you ask in disbelief, staring at diluc as though he has two heads. "can't i go with you–?"

"no, this journey will be too dangerous for you–"

"this applies to you as well! you're not an immortal or some god–"

"i can do this on my own, y/n." he says with his eyes narrowed. you couldn't help but scoff in disbelief. this isn't the diluc you know and loved.

"but diluc.. isn't this too much? your father... i know crepus's death is too much but, why can't you stay?" you whispered, cupping his cheeks. "what about our wedding? the life you and i planned after your bi–"

"my father died and you're seriously thinking about our wedding?!" diluc forces your hands away from his face, glaring at you. "why can't you understand that i'm trying to find out the truth on this delusion–"

"i do understand!" you yelled out. "i do understand that you want to do this for him but what about monstadt? the knights? what about your brother–"

"HE'S NOT MY BROTHER!" he yelled, lashing out at you as you screamed in surprise when you saw fire in front of you, immediately covering your face with your arms out of reflex.

you didn't notice how your lover's eyes widens on what he did,

you couldn't notice him, not when you're too focused on the huge burns on your arms.

"oh my god..." diluc murmurs, slowly taking a few steps back as he takes a look of what he did, ignoring the sudden presence of adelaide and elzer, who both gasped from the scene.

your eyes starts to water from the intense pain, trying not to cry out and scream your heart out in fear of making your lover feel regret. you could honestly care less on what diluc is doing, all you could think about was the intense burns from your arms.

suddenly, the door was slammed open by kaeya– who was wet from the rain outside.

"what the hell did you do to them?!" kaeya exclaims, running towards you with a shocked look on his face. "i'll take you to the cathedral alright? the sisters will heal you." he whispers, wiping off the tears from your face as he wraps his arm around your shoulder and takes you towards the doors.

before diluc could let out a word from his mouth, kaeya gives him a glare.

"you may hate me for what happened," kaeya says.

"but for celestia's sake, don't ever come to them or call them your lover ever again."

that was the last time you saw diluc.

you eventually find out from the chattering nuns that the man had already left monstadt with no news of when he'll return, causing everyone to pity you and for diluc about what happened.

you were thankful that no one except the nuns found out about the incident of your arms.

throughout your stay in the cathedral, you usually find kaeya beside you, keeping an eye on you with a concerned look on his face. you honestly couldn't imagine what would've happened if the man didn't storm inside dawn winery. would diluc actually try to help you later on and leave? would you have suffered more with your injuries as he stands by watching you in disbelief?

whatever outcome you could think of, your heart ached from them all.

would diluc stayed had he been the one who tries to take care of your injuries?

either way, you knew the man is no longer the one you fell in love with from those years ago.

as years grew by, so did your friendship with kaeya.

although it was awkward from the start, you eventually warmed up to the man who you thought is your enemy, feeling more comfortable with him than before.

the two of you started having careers by then, with you having a successful career whilst kaeya becomes the calvary captain of the knights of favonius.

although the two of you are busy, you agreed to always meet each other at night in angel's share, where you drink the night away and talk about anything that comes out of your minds.

there wasn't a day when you thought about diluc.

thankfully, your burns weren't too severe and is slowly fading away throughout the years. but that doesn't mean the memories you had from it disappeared as well.

ever since that dreadful night, you started having nightmares about the incident, always finding yourself sitting up from your bed with a scared look on your face.

you wished you didn't want to see diluc this way, but you honestly couldn't bare to face him if he ever comes back to the city.

you don't see him as a lover or a friend. all he is to you at this very moment is your nightmare.

your nightmares simply washes away when kaeya comes up in your mind.

whenever you think about your so-called destined enemy, you felt comforted and safe. it was understandable really! you were touched by how he took care of you regardless of you being his "enemy".

however... now that you could think about it, the calvary captain has a lot more common with you than diluc himself. the fact that his brother made you laugh a lot and supported you in many ways made you started thinking that maybe diluc really isn't your destined lover.

your heart skips a beat from the thought of kaeya being your true lover, the smile you wore never fading away.

perhaps when you're finally starting to move on from the relationship you had with diluc, maybe... just maybe, kaeya could be the one you've been hoping for.

you started to sleep more peacefully, excited for the future that awaits.

somewhere in the calvary captain's home, the man is dreaming and hoping of you too.