#like if ANY character has a return that’s set up it’s her 😭

[moonlitdesertdreams]

Stuck like glue

Request: "I'm going to scream your domestic character joining coop on his travels from her cabin is SO good 😭 I was wondering if you would write something with the same character in her cabin when coop turns up from nearby having taken one too many bullets? Or maybe he's sick and needs some jet. Some hurt/comfort fluffy sweetness" A/N: Thank you to the awesome anon who sent the idea! Maybe not AS fluffy as we wanted, but there's for sure some soft Ghoul going on in here. And, oh yeah, the reader has a dog now. No description of said dog has been given, so please imagine as you'd wish. Tags: Fallout, Cooper Howard, Cooper Howard x F!Reader, Cooper Howard x You, Ghoul x Reader WARNINGS: Canon-Typical language and violence, brief mentions of sexual interaction. Summary: Your favorite Ghoul needs to be patched up after a spat with some Raiders, and you always know just how to make him feel better.

Word Count: 2.0k+

Gif credit to @elisefrost from this set

You’re outside attempting to hang clothes to dry when you hear it. 

The soft but distinct sound of jingling metal comes from behind your cabin. You set one hand on the pistol strapped to your thigh and walk in that direction, eyes peeled for any movement. A bark echoes the sound from your porch, and you snap at your four-legged companion in an attempt to get him to stay. 

“Tiger!” You hiss. “Quit!”

 He relents with an indignant huff and returns to the porch, while the metallic noise keeps up in a steady pattern, akin to the cadence of a slow walk. You tilt your head at the thought and eventually move the hand off your pistol; only one person would dare tread this close in broad daylight with such carelessness.

“Coop?”

You don’t see him anywhere, but you’re almost certain it was the sounds of his old spurs that caught your attention. 

“Cooper if you’re tryna scare me, you know I'll gut you.” The threat is an empty one, but saying it gives you some hope that it’s indeed him and not a Raider or Slaver looking to score some loot. 

“No need, babydoll.” His voice sounds ragged, tired. “Don’t think I could scare a bunny rabbit at the moment.” 

You follow his voice to your left, and find the Ghoul leaned up against a tree. He’s practically swaying in the breeze, very apparently unsteady. You rush over just as he slides down and collides with the dirt.. 

“Cooper! What happened to you?” 

Your hands flutter up and down his arms, brusquely checking for any injuries. Nothing obvious jumps out at you, but he heals fast and external wounds are rare. A wheeze claws its way up his throat and morphs into a hacking cough. You recognize the sound as the need for a Vial, and grab at his bag. 

“Do you have any on you?” 

A stuttered cough answers. “Fresh out… s’why I came here.”

Your stash of Vials had been growing just about as long as you’d known Cooper. When you traveled together, he’d hand some off to you for safekeeping, and there always ended up being extras. Upon your return home, he’d tell you to keep them. It wasn’t shocking, given that he found his way back every couple of days.

“Alright, come on.” You crouch down and position yourself beneath Cooper’s arm. 

You can tell he’s weak by the way he leans into you, knees wobbling relentlessly as you pull him up. Another round of coughing wracks his body and you squeeze him reassuringly. 

“Couch isn’t far.” You chose your words carefully, avoiding any inkling of pity. Having an already deteriorating Ghoul is enough, let alone a defensive one who hates being pitied. 

Cooper does his best to keep up with your steps, but his movements are sloppy and uncoordinated. You can feel the heat radiating off of him through his jacket and hear him wheezing beside your ear. Stepping onto the porch gives him some trouble, but you manage to haul him up and inside the door. Tiger whines nervously, circling the pair of you as you trek inside. The Ghoul collapses onto the couch as soon as it’s within reach. 

After making sure Cooper’s not going to slide off the couch, you continue to the med-kit in your makeshift kitchen. The Vials are hidden at the very bottom, wrapped in cloth for extra cushion to prevent shattering. You decide there’s more than enough for him to take two, and carefully extract the mysterious chem. 

Cooper’s laid out on his back when you return with the Vials. One arm is thrown over his eyes and the other dangling off the side of the couch with Tiger perched beneath. The dog nuzzles his favorite person’s hand for attention, and it elicits a chuckle from you. Even as the only conscious person in the room, you were still second in Tiger’s eyes. 

“Coop.” You shake his shoulder gently. “Hey. Hey. Where’s your inhaler?”

You nudge his hat away and he blinks slowly. “Mmm.”

“Ok then.” You mutter and pat down his jacket, searching for the contraption he always carries. The coat yields no results, and you pat down his pants until you feel it tucked away into the pocket at his hip. “Finally.”

Cooper shuffles ever so slightly when you slip your hand into his pocket. “H-hey now. I know you love me, baby, but I-I ain’t got it in me right now.”

An errant smile pushes its way onto your lips. You snap the meds into place on his inhaler 

“Open up.”

He fails to heed your instructions, and you ultimately end up forcing the inhalant into his mouth. It never works instantly, but within a minute or so of administering it there’s movement. One of Cooper’s hands lifts to cup yours, puffing on the inhaler again. 

You release your hold on it and rock back onto the balls of your feet. It’s then you take note of the holes in his clothing, and run a hand down his chest. There’s numerous holes, some as big as your finger and others no larger than a pinhead. 

“Cooper, what happened to you?” You sit on the edge of the couch beside him as he takes his first deep breath without Chems. 

“I just turn’d in a bounty and some Raiders jumped me.” He looks down at your hand on his chest. “Bastards shot me ten or eleven times. Damn buckshot got me good.”

You nod. “I can tell. You were in a bad way, Coop.”

The Ghoul sits up slowly beside you so his legs can swing off the couch. “I’ll be good as new, soon as this stuff starts workin’ good.” 

Tiger hops up on the couch next to him, tail wagging with excitement. The dog licks your cheek on his way to Cooper and pushes his nose into the Ghoul’s shoulder. You chuckle at the interaction, patting the dog’s shoulders. Coopers are still hunched with exhaustion, and his deep-set eyes look even more so. 

“Well until they do, you rest.” You stand, glancing out the still-ajar door. “It’s getting dark anyway.”

Cooper, as usual, opens his mouth to protest. If there’s anything he hates, it’s feeling useless. 

“No arguments.” You point a finger at him. “I mean it.”

He grumbles, but relents. “Fine. Only if you turn somethin’ on that ol’ TV of yours.”

The television turns out to be a perfect method of relaxation. You have to remove Cooper from the couch temporarily, but wrestle it into the pullout bed form and line it with blankets. The Ghoul had given in to his exhaustion rather easily at the prospect of a comfortable bed and kicked off his boots to climb all the way in. You hung his coat on a nail by the door, but made sure to leave his guns, lasso, and assorted weapons within arm’s reach. The TV played some old soap opera from before your time while you snagged a couple of hard candies- a luxury item, as the nearest settlement called them- and made to settle in. 

Cooper had managed to prop himself against the back of the couch, feet kicked out down the length of the thin mattress. Tiger, seeking attention as per usual, is curled up against his right leg. A wet nose rests just beneath Cooper’s knee and twitches in interest when you unwrap the first candy. 

The Ghoul might as well be a dog himself for the way his ears perk at the sound of a wrapper. 

He watches intently as you very gracefully clamber to sit next to him. You pop the fruit-flavored candy in your mouth and scoot around until you find comfort. In this case, it’s leaned up against the Ghoul beside you, head dropping onto his shoulder. His breathing is still shallower than you’d like, but a vast improvement from where it was when he’d shown up. 

“You ain’t gonna share?” 

You open your fist and offer up one of the candies. “I suppose I could. But only for you.”

A smirk twists the corners of his scarred lips. You poke at the candies and attempt to read the labels to no avail. 

“I’d offer you a choice of flavor, but…” You shrug, looking back up to your Ghoul. “Slim pickings.”

He lifts a bare hand to your chin, tilting up. “I think the pickin’s are just fine.”

You smile and lean in to meet him, lips falling into a familiar dance.The hand on your chin slides down to grip your nape and holds you firmly in place. It’s not long before the candy is gone from your mouth. Its remnants remain, mingling with the taste of gunpowder and smoke. A few moments pass before you decide to separate

“Miss me much?” You inquire, cuddling yourself down into his side. 

His arm raises to accommodate your body and lowers it back down to encircle your shoulders once you’re settled. “I always miss you darlin’. For a variety of reasons.”

You hum softly, “Yeah? Why’s that?”

Cooper’s hand trails up and down your arm, leaving wide trails of gooseflesh. “Well, the main one happens to be the lack of entertainment.”

You scoff. “I’m your entertainment?”

“Fuck yeah, you are. ‘Specially when you’re hollerin’ at scavengers and shootin’ anything that moves.” The Ghoul chuckles to himself. “Or trippin’ over a sleeping yao guai.”

You shove him playfully. “That was one time, and I shot it dead anyway.”

Cooper pulls you towards him, and you shift until you’re between his legs, chest pressed against his back. “That you did, sweetheart. I ain’t forgot.”

He grabs the nearest blanket and tosses it over your entangled bodies. You curl to the side and rest your cheek to his chest. Tiger shuffles his body with a huff, apparently frustrated with the lack of attention.

“What would you do without me?” You tap his chest gently, relishing in the warmth he produces. “Other than get eaten by a yao guai?”

The Ghoul scratches Tiger’s head. “Prolly go feral. Chase around some folk to scare em’.”

You know he’s joking, but the thought of losing him to ferality scares you to no end. Particularly since he’s just shown up on death’s door and almost hacked a lung onto your floor.

“Don’t say that.” You lift your head to catch his eye. “Please.”

Cooper may be a gruff old Ghoul with a dreadful outlook on the world, but he softens ever so slightly at your words.

“You know I don’t mean it, sugar. You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.”

Two scarred fingers hook beneath your jaw and pull you back up to his lips. It’s tame at first, but the Cooper you know wastes no time making an appearance. His teeth nip at your lip gently and one rough hand slides up your side until it cups your breast. You press into him eagerly, climbing upwards until your thighs slot around either side of his hips. He responds by grinding them into you, delicious friction warming you from head to toe.  

Tiger decides he’s disgusted at this point, and hops off the couch with a comical groan.

Unbothered, one of your hands latches onto the lasso that is tossed on top of his pile of weapons. You loop it around his neck, gripping either side of the rope and pulling him in. Cooper smirks against your mouth. 

“Oh I love being stuck with you, Cowpoke.” You whisper against his mouth, earning yourself a quick bite to the bottom lip.

The Ghoul grins and quickly shows how much strength he’s regained by reversing your positions. He snatches the rope faster than you can react, and wraps the fingers of one hand loosely around the column of your throat. There’s just enough pressure to shoot a pang of arousal between your legs. Cooper knows you’re squirming, and presses a knee there to relieve some of the ache. 

“Glad t’hear it.” He murmurs into your neck, “‘Cause I sure as hell ain’t goin’ nowhere.”

And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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thanks for reading, much love ❤

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[lavenderjewels]

(JJK 236 spoilers/leaks)

now that there’s been a main character sacrifice this means nobara can come back!

[monicahar]

“my wife.”

how they address you. why does it make your heart skip a beat each time?

characters; neuvillette, wriothesley

—female pronouns obvi, aaaa this is so random😭 fluff, tad bit of crack, has suggestive themes/dirty jokes cause that's my humor in general, just tryna get into writing again heehaa don't mind me ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

NEUVILETTE always accompanies the term with unmatched affection. it rolls off his tongue perfectly like a match made in heaven, coupled with the serene image of you instantaneously appearing in his mind before he even thinks of the uttering the endearing term. he still finds it surreal that you are both even lawfully married, yet the way he calls you his wife is already on instinct. is it too presumptuous of him?

well, in the end, he can't find any means to worry about it when you seem to equally adore the nickname.

“ooohh, say it again, say it again!”

he can't tell whether he married a child or not, but he still obliges your request and calls you his wife affectionately once more.

meanwhile, furina nearly gags everytime she hears him say it so softly—like using any other tone when referring to you would land him in the hands of the fortress of meropide. sure—she might've been the one who set up both of you—but the drama and thrill akin to watching a romance film has delightfully ended, and she can only meddle so much in marital matters. the iudex just might actually have her head in a platter if she were to do anything mischievous at that point.

but while a happy neuvillette is running around announcing 'my wife' this and 'my wife' that, you are currently stuck on what to call him in return, sadly enough.

“at this point, i think i'm just going to call you daddy.”

it was unfortunate with the way he choked on some of the water he was drinking—well, thank goodness he didn't spill much as before. for this wasn't the first time you said something unprompted while he was in peace with his water—he can only internally sigh.

“and what exactly has influenced you to arrive at such a conclusion, my wife?” he does not miss the tiny shudder of your body that followed the endearment. your face burns a tad bit at that, and he softly chuckles.

“your effect on me is no joke, you know?” you pout at his amused smile, “the way you refer to me so sweetly makes me want to call you my dearest husband everytime.”

“i don't recall voicing any complaints. is something else holding you back from doing so?”

you nod solemnly in agreement at that, which prompts him to raise a brow in mild curiousity.

“thing is, i really like calling you by your first name. same with monsieur neuvilette. there's something mildly erotic within it—you get what i mean, hehehe...” he only stares at you, clearly unimpressed, and a bit concerned at the implication. you clear your throat, apologizing under your breath.

“still—it's such a devastating predicament to be unable to choose between the three.” you sigh defeatedly, moving to slump your entire weight on his lap. you mutter, “my dearest husband monsieur neuvillette...mmm, no, that's too long.”

chuckling at your dramatic antics, he plants a soothing hand on your waist, the other fixing your wrinkled clothing as you practically melt against his hold. “and you thought settling on daddy was the appropriate option?”

“i'm not hearing any objections.” you jest, feeling cheeky.

“please refrain from calling me such a thing in the eyes of the public atleast.”

“...huh? you're actually allowing it??”

WRIOTHESLEY on the other hand, says it as if he's flaunting. it leaves his lips like a taunt each time, indirectly telling the other party 'i have a hot wife and you dont' even though most of the time the people he mentions you to don't even know what you actually look like. it's silly, childish even, but you still love it nonetheless.

sigewinne and the other inmates have collectively told you that ever since you got married, he has never uttered your actual name to anyone else. some find it weird, some find it somehow disrespectful, and some are now convinced he's crazily obsessed with you, and now he's showing it off every chance he gets, much to everyone's dismay.

it's arrived to the point where a small percentage of people have actually forgotten about your name, and now refer to you as the duke's wife, or even duchess, to which you made a face at. that's kind of pushing it by then.

anywho, in the end, it's funny and endearing, maybe even makes you a bit giddy, but there is no way you're telling him that. the situation might escalate even more if possible.

“you know, my wife is very mean to me today.”

as a pair of strong yet gentle arms wrap around your waist, you resist the growing smile on your face, deciding to mess with your husband for a bit.

“is that so?” you continue your chores without a care in the world. he huffs.

“mhm. she won't look me in the eye the whole day, even though she seemed sooo happy last night.” face instantly burning, you hiss as you slap his arm in a fit of embarrassment, pulling a hearty chuckle from the man behind you.

“—and now she's hitting me as well. i can't believe this.” you both know very well he was not fazed in the slightest bit.

“if her husband wasn't such a pervert then maybe—”

his facade cracks as he forces out an awkward laugh, “hey now, baby, you know i'm nothing like that.”

“wriothesley.”

he clears his throat awkwardly, “okay, maybe a little. it's exclusive for you though! my wife doesn't have to be so mean about it, you're making me reallyyy sad here, y'know?”

there it is again, you think. that nickname. that damned word that makes you want to turn around and smash your lips against his and—wait, hold yourself together! don't forget the reason you're being cold to him!

“you deserve to feel remorse. i've been struggling to even move the whole day because of you.”

you go rigid.

you didn't mean for that to come out so bitter...oh no.

“oh. so that's what this is about.” you don't even have to turn around to know that there's a smug look on his stupidly handsome face, his grip on your waist turning into soothing circles as he presses a kiss to your neck.

“if my wife wanted a massage, she could've just said so.” it's husky when it leaves his mouth, leaving you to shiver with the chills he enunciates.

flustered, you completely disregard the way your knees buckle at the endearment laced with that low voice of his, hitting his arm once more, earning a tiny 'ouch' from him.

“pervert. i want rest, not another round!”

“heh, i didn't say anything about another round, my perverted wife.”

“you—” you are abrupt cut off as you yelp in surprise when your feet are raised off the ground, your face now much closer to your husband's as he carries you gently in his arms.

“shhh, just let me take you to bed. if my wife was feeling terrible the whole day, she should've just told me in the first place so she could stay in, don't you think?”

he's right, but you're still angry. “shut up.”

“just letting you know i'm not completely at fault, wife.” you attempt to ignore the furious beating of your heart, face burning at his smug expression. “i'm not the only one who wanted it.”

hsr version...? if i feel like it...🤔🤔

[deadghosy]

Hello ! I wanted to ask if you can write a Hazbin Hotel x male!reader that is like a raccon please ?

Ignore it if you don't want to write it !!

(Unconnected, but I really love your writing. You have a real talent for this)

Sure lol! I also wanted to make them have the animal spirit of a raccoon so here you go! 🦆💗

HAZBIN HOTEL X RACCOON! READER

prompt: a ex-thief wants redemption to see his family

You stole shit..like lots of it to the point even your ex-teammates calls you a raccoon for your ability to steal like crazy. So when one of your teammates killed you because of they were jealous you got so much jewelry…. You fell into hell grumbling piss at seeing your ex teammate shoot you before you died.

You dusted off your outfit to fuckin' see you are a raccoon. (You can imagine reader to be a cubby raccoon or your body type 😘) but you gotta admit it fitted you as you looked to see an ad for a hotel that talks about redemption. You didn’t wanna stay in hell any longer as you smell the flames in your snout. So you go over to the hotel.

You stay at the hotel for months, getting the trust of the hotel staff as you live there. Charlie introduces herself in her dreams to you, making you feel at least as you should help her grow in her dreams of the hotel that she’s making out of this.

So you nod, accepting your be part of the exercises she does.

You either was given a red outfit just like Charlie and vaggie or just a black fit to match your mischievous personality. 

I can see reader literally just trying to wash their hand from the sink as Charlie pick them up and helps you wash your hands thinking you can’t change heights.

Lucifer picked you up because you’re the size of a raccoon so you kind of found it funny until you grow up in size as human size. Never in his life has Lucifer dropped a person so quick as you chuckled. 

“EW A RODENT” “EW A SHORT PERSON”

There was so much silence that the silence was loud as Lucifer gave you a “that’s not nice D:” face as you shrugged.

Raccoon! Reader and penguin! Reader would be cousins 😭

Like literally these two animal readers would be those cousins trying to get a sleepover by their moms.

Angel would probably set you up to steal from Valentino…I mean shit Italians stick together☝🏾

Niffty likes to groom you if you are in your raccoon size. Don’t run, you can’t out run Niffty and her cleaning tools ‼️

I can imagine you and sir Pentious being slight mutuals as you go through peoples trash bins and just collect metal for Pentious making Pentious give you something in return.

A cute headcannon is that you sometimes stick your tongue out when drinking something other than gulping it down.

Husk had gave you some water because you were dehydrated. And this man raised an eyebrow seeing you drink it like a cautious animal. Okay so maybe husk did pet you on your head as you were too busy drinking the water.

You are a slick bastard, you would literally pick pocket people without them even knowing it. Hell, you died with a talent because of this. But it’s sometimes hard to break bad habits.

I headcannon you bit a resident that tried to pickpocket off of you. You definitely gave them rabies with your sharp teeth as they started to spazz and pass out. Leaving you just standing there like. “Did I do that…😨”

I can see raccoon! Reader just being thrown by Angel when he wanted to catch some sinner who tried to take his drugs (pilot reference) and you got on the sinners head and fuck up their face🦆

It was definitely giving “PIKACHU, I CHOOSE YOU!” 😭

Okay so I gotta admit…I headcannon raccoon! Reader to have dug in the trash bins only to get scolded by Charlie as you had a banana peel on your head

I can see raccoon reader also having the personality of rigby, but more of a mature side to it a little. If you know what character I’m talking about hit me up 😘😍

As much as you seem playful and dumb at time, you’re really smart when you wanna be smart. You literally outsmarted Alastor at chess once which made alastor’s eyes widen at you.

I deadass headcannon raccoon! Reader to have like some kinda of accent. Probably Italian, but make it heavy and attractive. 😭🦆

But like if raccoon reader is Italian imagine the secret talks you and Angel do away from the others 😭😭 just two Italian boys planning world domination

Alastor doesn’t have any options on you other than you just stealing his cane makes him pissed off.

You stole his cane for a talent show down stairs that Charlie made. You were doing comedy until this mf grabbed the scuff of your neck and forced you to give it back.😭

STOP CAUSE YOU PROBABLY GOT LOCKED IN A TRASH BIN ONCE AND IT TOOK THE WHOLE CREW TO FIND YOU IN 2 DAYS😭😭

“Ewww…welp found them Charlie!” Alastor said picking you up over his shoulder with a wide grin as he slides down the dump stash.

You are in charge of the lost and found section of the hotel as you just go in room and find shit. I mean you would love to keep them to yourself but Charlie and vaggie knew you would try to steal. So that’s why they made you in charge of lost and found.

You and Angel once went on a hot girl shopping spree..well actually Angel brought you along since you two bond very well. You two legit bought shades together while Angel dust went shopping with you behind him holding his bags.

I headcannon raccoon! Reader to have a locket of his mom in his pocket at all times because before going to bed they kiss the locket and wish their mom a good night.

Charlie learnt you liked being pet from your head to your back as it helps you sleep better. She squeaks at your rare cuteness as she hears you let out a few cute snores.

You stole from husk making him grumble looking for his wallet only to see you come back whistling holding a bunch of groceries.

“Let me guess, you stole my fuckin' wallet?” “Whattt me stole whooo?” You said with a smirk putting down the groceries for husk as he grumbles snatching his wallet from you.

Husk and you have a weird friendship dynamic. It’s like you two hate but like each other. So it’s basically frenemies

When the angel fell down and came to fight, what did you do? Bitch you stole their heaven bucks and dead angel’s weapons. If you can’t beat em, wait for them to die😍

Adam literally seen you stealing money from tel he angels and was going to kill you when he felt his pockets…HIS WALLET WAS GONE?! HOW TF DID YOU TAKE HIS WALLET?!

“THAT LITTLE THIEVING SHIT TOOK MY WALLET?!” “ BUT SIR! THAT IMPOSSIBLE?” “NO SHIT!” Adam retorts at lute as Adam grumbles seeing your figure run away

After Adam had died, you ran his pockets…😭 devious ass shit-

The hotel crew just gave you a shocked looked after you stole half of his possessions.

You and Angel dust literally just be chilling and mess with husk a lot 😭 so now husk got two Italians annoying him lmao

Sir Pentious doesn’t like you because of how you sometimes sneak into his room or lab and steal some of his stuff just so you can have a little stash of something to remember the good old days when you were alive.

Sooner or later, you had given Pentious his stuff back remembering your mom might be in heaven. You miss her cooking.

I imagine raccoon! Reader to be a mama’s boy🤨☝🏾

You’re so use to playing dead as a raccoon, as you literally played dead in front of husk and angel making them scared you actually died….yeah you told them it was a prank and they got mad to the point they locked you out of the hotel.

“GUYS! LET ME IN DAMNIT! IT WAS JUST A JOKE! FELLAS?!”

[night-raven-tattler]

Hello Mx Tattly! I really enjoyed your ideal types post involving Heartslabyul characters. I like the idea of Riddle liking his significant other being someone earning his respect. So in this request, if they are open, of Riddle having a Yuu!Female reader s/o that is naturally gifted prodigy in fencing & swordsmanship, making her a bold, fiercely talented swordswoman who usually wields double swords (but is just as well with one). Both mostly got closer after his overblot since she was involved in defending him (somehow).

Just headcanons of Riddle having a s/o that is physically stronger than him (and affectionate when just the two of them since she also isn’t much of a pda person)

Extra: After getting to know a bit more of Diasomnia, she also manages to go under Lilia’s training after finding out he trains Sebek and Silver because she wants to continue sharpening her skills and seeing any form of improvement.

(She’s originally an OC of mine but idk if you take OC requests and didn’t wanna assume, so 😭)

Anyway thank you! I’m sorry if I wrote a lot.. 😭

Hello anon! Mx Tattly appreciates your kind words! Currently they don't do OC requests, however she might consider answering such requests in the future. He is sorry if the writing is not what you envisioned, especially since she didn't include Riddle being "protected" per se by the reader character, as they considered their narrative choice is one Riddle would appreciate more. He is also grateful for the brainrot you caused, as they are an enjoyer of sword weilding characters themselves. Hopefully you can still enjoy!

A knight fit for a queen

Characters: Riddle × F/GN!Reader* (romantic, pre-established relationship)

*the reader character has no gender defining charactersitics mentioned

Warnings: swords, book 1 spoilers, violence, mentions of hospital-like settings

By opening the document, you agree to Mx Tattly's terms of source confidentiality.

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Ace laughed in your face when you told him, Deuce and Grim to wait in front of Ramshackle for you to get something, and you came out of the dorm with a pair of swords dangling from your waist, supporting your dominant hand

“Why are you bringing a sword with you? Where did you even find that thing?!”

It was an older pair of swords you found abandoned in one of the Ramshackle rooms, mere days before Ace and Deuce decided to challenge Riddle for his housewarden spot

Something about them told you they would be useful in the situation at hand

But even after hearing your reasoning, Ace still laughed in your face

Boy, was he proven wrong not too long after...

Riddle was just punched by Ace and, before your brain was able to catch up to what was happening, Riddle spiraled out of control

Everyone was trying to reason with him, yet it seemed as if he completely shut out everyone around him

Everyone turned from disobedient students into living targets of his fury

The gravity of the situation finally sunk in when Riddle summoned the rose trees all around the maze and ordered them to attack Ace

Yet, before thinking in through, you jumped in front of Ace and sliced away the threatening branches

They detached from the trunk, turning into cut pieces of cards as they flew past you and your friend

If you wouldn't have stepped in, Trey’s signature spell would’ve kicked in too late

The sky darkened as Riddle’s inner world started to collapse, bringing chaos and destruction to the outside world as well as he overblotted

“In my world, I am the law. I am order made manifest! The only response I will accept from you is ‘Yes, Housewarden Riddle’! All who defy me will lose their heads!”

And, while your Heartslabyul friends and Grim decided to face Riddle head-on, you decided to stay back and protect any incoming danger towards the students the Headmage was evacuating

The crowd of students around the magic mirror diminished, so you returned to the main place of action

Which turned out to be a good call, as a lot of flying debris caused by rogue spells kept flying towards the students

And you managed to redirect any incoming danger with your mysterious swords

Just in time to see Riddle collapse to the ground

You stayed close to Riddle when he woke up and was taken to the nurse's office, and visited him as often as you could

While you felt a personal duty to help out Ace and Deuce repair their destroyed labyrinth, you also wanted to keep Riddle company, mostly to assure him there were no hard feelings between the two of you after what happened

…But your intention were not as clear as you intended initially

Riddle was mostly silent and cautious, and so were you, which made things kind of awkward

Compared to his wary nature, you were trying to be at least a little bit comforting

And he finally realised your intentions when you brought him some tea in a thermos

He was truly astonished by your gesture, even touched by your small kindness

It was some milk tea with herbs he didn’t quite recognise, sweetened with a bit of honey

Bits and pieces of a memory of his crying about milk tea with honey flooded his mind, piecing together the puzzle of your intentions

Not only did you remember such a small thing, but you also went out of your way to cater to him while he was still atoning to his mistakes

Shortly after, Heartslabyul started getting back to its orderly peace as the unbirthday party put together was fast approaching

And you were very satisfied with the peace and quiet

What you didn’t expect, however, was Riddle’s sudden summon to his room directed to you and you alone

You entered Riddle’s room, and he turned around in his chair towards you, leaving the paperwork he was looking over unattended

He was back to working as diligently as ever, something you weren’t sure was appropriate so early in his recovery

But Riddle’s face looked serene and at peace despite his serious eyes, and you decided not to comment

“I believe it is time for the two of us to have a proper conversation about what happened. I know your visits while I was bedridden were… not the most conversation-filled, but I would rather not leave any rocks unturned.”

As gentlemanly as ever, Riddle guided you to an empty seat in his room, and he sat down only after you sat down yourself

“I want to apologise to you for what you witnessed.”

You wanted to interject, but Riddle stopped you with a gesture of his hand

“As a housewarden, my duty is not only to maintain order within the group of students under my guidance, but also to ensure their safety during a moment of crisis. As I was the, um… ‘crisis’ in this case, I was unable to do so. I apologise for falling short on my duty, and for having you make up for my mistakes.”

You were taken aback by the apology, but Riddle was not done yet

“I would also like… to thank you.”

You listened as Riddle poured his heart out to you

“I have heard you were a main participant in ensuring the safety of the student body. It might be hard to believe, but…”

Something in Riddle’s eyes softened, before his gray eyes regained their composed coldness

“I am not cold hearted. I may be harsh, but I care about my card soldiers.”

And you were aware of that

While you helped the Heartslabyul students put themselves together, you’ve heard the grateful stories of a relieved group of students who praised Riddle for his dedication and meticulous nature

They told many stories about Riddle taking time off his schedule to tutor struggling students, who always did his best to offer guidance and who never raised his voice while explaining to students how to tend to the Heartslabyul animals

“I may have fallen short, but you have proven yourself to have a good head on your shoulder in times of need. I thank you for ensuring the safety of my card soldiers.”

You took a few seconds to process his words before formulating your response

“I was just… fulfilling my duty.”

“Pardon?”

“I mean, I am the ‘prefect’, right? I also have a duty to the students. I just did my best to act according to my role.”

Riddle’s eyes widened slightly, and something sparkled in his eyes as a proud smile blossomed on his face

And your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat, being witness of the first time you gave Riddle a reason to smile

“That’s a very elegant answer. You sure are an interesting person, Prefect.”

As time went on, you and Riddle became good friends

Your friendship mainly consisted of you finding your way to Riddle and striking conversations as you followed him around

You didn’t have a particularly threatening aura, but the swords you used during the Heartslabyul event became a permanent part of your uniform

Initially the teachers were not too on board with a permanently armed student, especially since the student body was filled with rambunctious individuals

Yet, Riddle vouched that you knew when it was appropriate to use the swords, putting the professor’s minds somewhat at ease

Lines started blurring little by little as your attachment to Riddle became more obvious, and Rook’s teasing towards Trey about him “losing his spot as Riddle’s knight” started reaching your ears

But you didn’t quite mind

And neither did Riddle

He was, if anything, in awe at your abilities

Riddle was amazed at how natural swords looked in your hands, how your sways and slashes were always forceful yet elegant, wide yet precise

And the sweaty sight of you after a training session did, admittedly, leave Riddle with a racing heart and mind

But, above all, he admired your dedication to improve despite having no guidance

And, with a little push from Ace and Deuce, he put together a plan to help you in that regard

You just entered your dorm when the most unusual gathering of people was seated in your living room

While Ace and Deuce were around often enough to become honorary Ramshackle members slash dorm decoration, Riddle, Sebek and Silver were not part of your usual guest list

You were surprised to hear the invitation extended by a sleepy Silver and a very reluctant Sebek for you to join their training sessions

And it was revealed how Riddle used his connection to the two guards as fellow equestrian club members to ask them for a favor

After you all settled some details with the guards, they took their leave, and exited the dorm as Sebek kept yelling about not allowing you to fall short

And being the teasing pieces of work that Ace, Deuce and Grim were, they left you and Riddle alone as they winked at you

“Is this your way of making sure I keep ‘fulfilling my duty’ as the resident day saver and Hearstlabyul knight?”

Your teasing made Riddle throw you an unimpressed glance that was quickly replaced by a smile

“I am quite sure this will do nothing to diminish the use of your newly acquired moniker, but my priority is to ensure you keep honing the craft you are so obviously proud of.”

Riddle’s words were truly touching, and it was so like him to go out of his way to help the people he cared about…

“Besides, I don’t really mind the moniker. It must mean the students are starting to recognise your skill and dedication.”

That statement really made your heart skip a beat

You hesitated before you took Riddle’s hand into your own

“Well… If you don’t mind the nickname, then I don’t mind it either.”

And you brought Riddle’s hand to your lips, leaving a kiss so soft Riddle almost though he only imagined the soft press of your lips to his knuckles

He took his leave soon after your biggest show of affection yet, but you didn’t mind

Despite Riddle’s reddening face usually being considered a bad omen, you quite enjoyed the brilliant glow of red on his cheeks as he left your dorm

[dayseternal-blog]

Hi days!!! Thank you so much for being like the only one to interact with me on here 🫶 I was wondering if you and anyone else could send me any fics with naruto being a gym rat? Even if he’s just a little background character lol

💕💕💕💕 You're a dear mutual to me 😭😭 you don't have to thank me 😭😭

The first fics I thought of are ones you probably already know 😔

Gym Naruto in NaruHina Fics

“Serenity Prayer” by katarinahime - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. When their fairytale endings smash to ugly pieces, Hinata and Naruto help put each other back together.

“Common Side Effects” by katarinahime & “Medicated” by szajnie - Rated E for a lot of things, Crime/Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. Naruto and Hinata, in a struggling relationship, must confront the pain inside before they can love each other.

There are these others that show gyms...of various types...:

“Seeing Stars” by Free Mentality - Rated T, Modern AU, One-shot. They had been attending the same boxing gym for months before he noticed her, and the first time they met was a bit of a disaster, to say the least.

Chapter 21 from “Between the Trees” by @utsus - Rated G, Olympics AU, One-shot. It’s not uncommon for them to train in the same gym.

Chapter 6 from “Heartbreaks and Heartaches” by @powerful-niya - Rated T, College AU, One-shot. Prompt 4: Hinata slowly raised her head to look at Tenten, her eyes burning from the amount of tears, “No, it’s my fault.” She muttered, clutching her own shirt, “I caused this to happen— I told him to leave.” (prepare to be very sad.)

"Prey" by @sessakag- Rated E, Crime AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Following a midnight chance encounter with Hinata Hyuuga, a smitten sociopath, Naruto Uzumaki, tries his hand at romance, determined to make her fall in love with him the only way he knows how.

Oh, here's a couple that I think fit the idea of gym rat a little better!

“Naughty or Nice?” by @vegebulsoup - Rated E, Modern AU, Two-shot. Even though she was against the idea at first, Hinata can’t take her eyes off the Sexy Santa that Ino recruited for their company’s holiday party.

“Nighttime Workout” by Breezyanimetra - Rated E, College AU, Two-shot. Shy Hinata doesn’t usually have the courage to speak with her long time crush Naruto. All she does is watch him workout wishing she can do more. A snow storm one fateful night changes that for her.

Oh this next one doesn't show any gym setting, but Naruto is a physical trainer:

“Warped” by BountifullyBeautifullyBlessed - Rated E includes non-con, College AU, Multi-chapter, Complete. Hinata can’t sleep and her roommate, Naruto, is more than willing to help her out.

going to the gym is also mentioned in these:

“The Study Session” from “Endless Lemons” by agitosgirl - Rated M, High School AU, One-shot. She’s covered in piercings and leather, and has a bad attitude. But she takes an interest in him. A very special interest…

“Echoes of Silence” by @ellaroundpanda - Rated E, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. Hinata Hyuga was trapped. Her relationship with Toneri was leading to nowhere and she wanted to find a new Dom. Naruto Uzumaki seemed to be the answer to all her prayers, but her fiancé wouldn’t give up that easily…

Naruto does weightlifting in this one:

“Asynchronous With You” by @bunny-hoodlum - Rated E, High School AU, Multi-chapter, Ongoing. They told everyone they were foster siblings. He did it for her because she didn’t want them to grow apart. She did it for herself so she could stop loving him. Their timing couldn’t have been worse.

uhmm I think in this one, he owns gyms:

“Missed Years” by Rinne-Kami - Rated T, Modern AU, Multi-chapter, Incomplete. The act of one night gave birth to their future. And now, with years past since that one night, they were left with years to return. Seven years of love to find, seven years of trust to rebuild, and seven years of fatherhood to return.

Okay, I found more than I thought I would! If anyone can think of others, feel free to add!

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

talking of family day/parent teacher conferences at NRC, think about how much people would want to pick a fight with riddle's mom and maybe even jamil's parents. crowley would hide it but riddle mom and jamil parents would go full karen mode if they found out about their sons overblotting too. they would be even more unbearable than usual omg

[Referencing this post!]

Heartslabyul forms a human barrier around Riddle 😇 Cater clones have to hold Adeuce back from doing or saying something to offend Mama Rosehearts (even though they so badly want to punch her and/or publicly tell her off). TREY HAS TO AWKWARDLY MEET HER GAZE ("Hello, ma'am. Nice to see you again?") ... I don't know if Mama Rosehearts remembers him or not, but if she does then she'll probably make a face or comment that Riddle is still hovering around bad influences from his youth.

It was so sad seeing the total change in Riddle's personality when he talks about confronting his mom during winter break 💦 He just turns into a shell of himself... (I'm not exactly a fan of Riddle shouting or enforcing his will on others, but such a drastic change in his character when his mom is around... 😭 That's truly an indication of the toxicity he grew up with and how much his mother's teachings were drilled into him.) We never really did see the aftermath of that winter break conversation (if they had it at all), so we have no idea how Mama Rosehearts reacted. I doubt she would have heard her son out; people tend to be set in their ways. If that's the case, would Riddle return to being that meek, obedient boy in the presence of his mom? Or would being at NRC with his dorm mates and his friends give him more courage to hold his ground against some of her demands?? 🤔

I feel bad for Jamil too because he's also in a situation where he has to act docile around his parents (or else be scolded and told to behave). Constantly repressing your real thoughts and feelings can take its toll on someone, especially for as long as Jamil has been doing it... I also distinctly get the impression that the Viper parents will fuss just as much about Kalim (or maybe even more) than their own son?? (Like asking how he's been, asking if there's anything they can do for Kalim, has Jamil been serving him well, etc.)

My hope would be that Kalim, now knowing what Jamil's been bottling up, holds his tongue about the winter break OB incident, but would still be able to speak up on behalf of Jamil. As mentioned in episode 4, there's no way Kalim can make a system which has existed for several generations disappear by just saying, "Jamil doesn't like it, so can you give him his freedom now?" However, I do think Kalim's sociability (and his status, of course) can help smooth over any tension between Jamil and his family. Maybe he'd say something like, "Jamil's been doing a great job looking after me! You don't need to worry about him. He's doing everything he can, so... I'm gonna give it my all too!" And only Kalim and Jamil would know what he's really talking about: that Jamil has said he's going to work hard and be his own person, and that Kalim wants to work just as hard to be his rival and meet him on an equal playing field.

I see Mama Rosehearts going Karen mode more than the Viper parents (though I do think the Viper parents would worry about Kalim's safety and get upset with their son for his involvement in attempting to harm him, whatever his reasons were for it). There is the classic Karen entitlement to how Mama Rosehearts behaves, but the Vipers seem to be more... humble? Or at least not as self-centered... though I guess the trade-off there is that other people (Jamil) bear the emotional burden on their behalf. They're both "evils", I guess--just in their own ways.

[dontlookheswatching]

I wanna randomly ramble about my main au regarding ships real quick.

TRIGGER WARNING, PLEASE NOTE THAT I MENTION THINGS LIKE ABUSE, RAPE, ALCOHOL AND DRUG ABUSE!! Please don't read if these things upset you! I want everyone to be safe, so if any of this is triggering, this is to tell you to scroll by!

I'm a multishipper, I've stated this on my blog before, I ship practically everything if I see it a certain way. But lore wise when it comes to my blog, relationships are specific. I might post a relationship chart one day, but basically, I have main ships, and then I have like a billion little side ships I enjoy but they wont make a big appearance on this blog unless they're random doodles unrelated to the lore, or part of a ramble or reblog. Im gonna list examples of each so people know what to expect in future posts where some of these ships are featured. If you want to unfollow me for some of these, I'm not stopping you, I'd highly encourage doing so if any of these ships make you uncomfortable, because I don't want anyone to stay on my blog if it brings discomfort.

Several main ships I have that'll be featured perhaps the most are ones like Jeff x Ben, which if not already obvious is the main relationship that'll be focused on. Another is Tim x Toby, they're both adults in my au, I do not support pedophilia whatsoever and if need be I have aged up characters to avoid this. Lastly, I have Liu x Eyeless Jack. I honestly dont know why I started shipping it but its really cute to me and it stuck and they're very dear to me. These three are perhaps the ships that'll be featured the most, but I'm having a brain fart like always and I'm already forgetting my own ships-😭

These are ships that'll be in the blog as well but they aren't as big and focused on. A example to start off with is Jane x Clockwork. I know, canonly, Jane is married to Mary, and I love that, but this is my own personal au so things are different, although in my heart Jane and Mary are definitely on top, and I might do doodles of them from time to time. Another example is Nina x everyone. No, not literally. She just has crushes that come and go ALL the time, and she flirts with everyone, so often to where no one questions it anymore. She had a Jeff arc and got over him and now she's living her life how SHE wants to. A few more include Nurse Ann x Judge Angels, Hobo Heart x Cody/X-Virus, Lost Silver x Glitchy Red, Jason the Toymaker x The Puppeteer, and Kate x Rogue. I have many more, but for now, I'm gonna explain the ones already listed since a few might seem really random. For Angels and Ann, Im just gonna admit, I'm a sucker for enemies to lovers or people who act like they hate each other but they secretly love each other deep down. For Hobo and Cody, in my au, they're both huge loners, and we're paired in a mission once. It was very awkward but the more they talked the more they realized they had a lot in common. I love them. Theres more lore to the reason I've paired Silver and Red together, but to sum it up, Silver had a massive crush on Ben, but Ben has his eyes set on Jeff and didn't return the feelings, and I didn't want Silver to be sad and alone his whole life, plus, they're dynamic is adorable. Sad pessimistic person x person who has seen whats under the sadness and admires them anyways. For Jason and Puppeteer, i saw a cosplay with them on tiktok and I couldn't help myself, I caved immediately. And lastly for Kate and Rogue I realized their characters have several things in common and I realized they'd probably get along pretty well.

Now, for side ships, I won't give an explanation, this ramble is already longer than planned. Im just gonna throw them out there with no context. EJ x Ben, Ben x Lost Silver, Nina x Kate, Tim x Brian, Tim x Jay, Jay x Alex(Yes some other marble hornet characters may be featured in the blog or in doodles), Jessica x Amy, Toby x EJ, Liu x Ben, and many MANY more, too many to state here.

Now that its out there, I wanna real quick talk about something I've reblogged a few days ago. Just because they're bad people who have done bad things, it doesn't mean they dont deserve love or happiness. Plus, the majority of these creeps were people who were wronged time and time again until they were pushed over the edge, it probably definitely wasn't something they had planned out since they were like 3. Now, despite this, some of them definitely aren't the best lovers to have, like Jeff, because again, these are murders and deranged killers. This is a super dark confession but theres A LOT of lore between Ben and Jeff in my au where things were AWFUL for them because Jeff couldn't get a grip on himself for the longest time. He's not like that anymore, and things are MUCH better for the both of them, but they definitely had an era in their relationship where things were beyond toxic. Beyond toxic as in Jeff was incredibly abusive, physically and mentally, and had a MAJOR alcohol addiction, and even proceeded to get Ben addicted to drugs at some point, sometimes going as far as raping him when he did not give consent. I won't give away too many details, but I will say, again, this is in the past and they've both healed over their traumas and managed to get through it together, and are in a much better state(A lot of breaking up and getting back together happened throughout this 'toxic era' though, and even after healing, theres still minor problems that I will not elaborate, they will be found out throughout the blog and maybe hints in some doodles.) But this is a good example of what a realistic relationship in this fandom with Jeff might look like. But just because people are deranged and definitely not mentally stable, it doesn't mean they can't try to change, and it definitely doesn't mean they dont deserve love unless they're as bad as Jeff was but with no intentions to change.

Im always happy to further explain any of this, but I will not tolerate harassment for the things I like. But anyways yeah thats my whole thing on ships im gonna go cry over my broken apple pencil now

-Max❤

[howdoesagrapewrites]

Angst(?)

can you make a fanfic where reader’s death is pavitr’s canon event and he and gayatri is very sad for a couple months but then a new spiderperson is introduced to the spider-gang and boom its reader from another universe, he finds out and invites her to his world so that he can show her to gayatri and they break into tears because of how much they missed reader

(I’m not good at explaining so if you can’t understand I’m so sorry😭)

(It can be yandere,it can be normal wherever you’re comfortable in)

𝘽𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙

Cw: major character death, angst, hurt no comfort, poly!fem!reader x Pavitr Prabhakar x Gayatri Singh, reader has braided hair but it doesn't specify anything else, this has references to tricycle, grief

Notes: haha, someone asked for angst 🙂 I'll give you angst 🙂. I decided to make it non-yandere because honestly, I think these two would NOT survive losing reader. I recommend reading this listening to any of these songs: The one that got away - Brielle Von Hugel, Mystery of love - Sufjan Stevens and Pretend - Alex G and Two slow dancers - Mitski

There was nothing quite as lovely as the air in late spring. Pavitr liked seeing your skin glow in the sun, the way you stretched your limbs like a lazy cat when you were laying in the grass of the town square after school. Your school uniform only slightly messy, your braids would cascade on the green grass as you laid your head and take a sip of your juice box.

"Gaaah, I don't even want to know my score in that chemistry quiz" Your face contorns in faux agony and you roll around the grass adding to the dramatic effect

"Do you need a hug?" He asked with a cheeky smile

You pouted and nodded with a little noise, and Pavitr, who had already set his backpack and other things aside to prepare, jumped into your arms, hugging you tightly and rolling around with you

"You're not coming? You flashed your best puppy eyes at Gayatri, who was pressing a cold soda can next to her cheek to fight the heat, she arched an eyebrow and moved her lips to the side "are you guys sweaty?"

You and Pavitr looked at eachother, in silent agreement, then said a very long but not very convincing "Nooooo", she looked at you with distrust, and tried to crawl away from your spot, but Pavitr grabbed her by her ankle and you followed, you pounced on her and you trapped her between your bodies, ignoring her screams mixed with laughs and pleas for you to get off, even in playful fighting, she welcomed you.

He was freshly Spider-Man when the bus accident happened, or was supposed to happen. He understood the might of the mask for the first time, when he hugged you both after saving the bus from falling, completely forgetting about how he had to keep his secret identity, secret. It didn't matter, you were safe, inspector Singh was safe, Mumbattan was... It definitely had looked better, but at least it was standing. He loved being Spider-Man, he was about to lost the people he cherished the most, but he was able to save them.

He saved you both one, two, three, far too many times, his heart would always return to life after seeing you alive and well, Gayatri was a target more often due to her being more recognizable, being inspector's Singh daughter as well. That's why it was such an unpleasant surprise when the green goblin took you, he had been silent and Pavitr had no idea where he hid you, he had no secret lair to go look in, he wasn't bulldozing a building or anything of sorts that would give him a clue.

He frantically looked for you, feeling his muscles tense up and his insides feeling like they were tied into knots, he tried to focus as if every thought of doom wasn't racing in his head. He tried to calm himself down, this had happen before, but you always come back, the three of you always come back, always together in the end. And this time it was the same, he was able to save you mid fight with the green goblin. He loved his spider powers more than ever, he's not only the most dashing hero in two legs, he's easily the most versatile, who else could save a girl from falling so seamlessly?

"Y/N?" He called your name, recognizing you were in a shock state, he wanted to make sure you were stable enough to take you to a hospital. He'd gladly run away from a fight if it means saving you

The green Goblin's voice mocked him in the background "you don't understand?" of course he didn't, he saved you. He saved you

"Y/N? I saved you, you can't be-" No... No, no, no, no, no. "You can't be dead, I don't want you to be dead!" His tears blurred his vision and left a dark patch in his colorful mask. You loved that mask, his suit, you loved that he was Spider-Man, but most importantly, you loved Pavitr Prabhakar and Gayatri Singh.

"I saved you, honey, can't you see?" His voice was breaking, that wasn't a question, it was an entreaty, a plead. A prayer leaving his lips, his soul. He asked for only one thing, "Don't be dead" whatever came next, he'd handle it, you'd handle it together, but how can he protect you, stay by your side when you weren't there? When in just a couple hours your body would start to get stiff? Leaving more than evident what he was holding in his arms, was not his beloved, but her corpse. This was the night Y/N L/N died.

What happened next, Pavitr doesn't like to talk about, he's ashamed about it. He can't decide on what, though, his first instinct is to feel shame for how violent he was, how he got in a frenzy and forgot his morals completely, and in the other hand, in days where there's no amount of blankets or cuddles that can do something to the cold emptiness in his chest, or when he sees Gayatri unable to exist without thinking about you, he feels shame, regret that he didn't kill the green goblin.

Gayatri feels shame as well, she's ashamed about her reaction, she wished that when Pavitr broke the news to her, she went for a long, comforting hug, those hugs that say "I'm here for you, we'll figure it out" or maybe a hug that just says "I love you" maybe that's the only thing he needed to hear, but what he did not need to hear was "How could you let that happen?" Not "We trusted you", but that's what came out of her mouth. The only reason she stopped was because couldn't even talk with how hard she was crying. Her whole world shattered, she didn't want to compare, but she knew Pavitr didn't understand how much deeper the cut was for her. She knew that girl since childhood, had to see her go on a date with dumb guy on the block, repressing her feelings for years before she was in her arms, Y/N was not only one of the loves of her life, she would always be her best friend. You were girls together, and it hurt in every way that you would imagine.

Gayatri and Pavitr stood next to your mother in the funeral, stiff, quiet, like statues. They held her hands to prevent her from going to reach you when the coffin was descending, when it was clear that this was happening, it was final. No gravestone should ever have only seventeen years of difference between birth and passing. How could you be dead when you hadn't even made it to your 18th birthday yet? They had things planned for your birthday, but now, it was an incomplete milestone, that you'd never reach, like a million others, because no gravestone should ever have only seventeen years between birth and passing.

One, two, no longer three, it's only you and me.

"What if we never told her?" Gayatri asked, curled up in Pavitr's chest, in one of those days where none of them could get out of bed. Gayatri's dad had lost all severity that characterized the parents of teenagers after all that happened, his child was depressed, broken, and he had no clue what to do about it, and he couldn't say didn't love that girl like a second daughter, even before you started dating.

"Told her what?" They didn't have to say the name to know who they were talking about

"We- were dating before, just me and you, maybe if we stayed like that, and never told her, I'd be the one... Gone. And she'd get to live with you" something inside Gayatri told her that for some reason, that was what was to happen. That she should pass away, then an old love of his would get to nurse him back to health, get to keep him. If she had the option to watch the two people she loves the most in this world get married and be happy, she wouldn't doubt it for a second, she'd die with a smile in her face

"Don't say stuff like that" he hugged her tighter "She wouldn't want you to say that" lately, you functioned in their minds like an angel in their shoulder, every bad choice was always stopped by the thought of "Y/N wouldn't want me to" they would never reject even the smallest portion of you, now that it was all that they had left, they'd follow your orders until the end of the world.

Pavitr hung his mask for a long time, he couldn't bear to continue, he only had attended a few missions and meetings in the spider society, in hopes of keeping his watch, he already lost too much to lose his friends too. They stood by him, particularly Gwen, she was the best comforting him and empathizing with his grief, she had lost someone she loved too. She guided him through everything, was never harsh or tip-toed around him, even when he'd lash out and say something hurtful, Gwen fully understood, waited for him to reach out, and reassured him she could never hate him, she was his friend, and most importantly, she knew it was hard to not hurt others accidentally, when all you have inside of you is hurt, at the lowest point, is all you have to give.

That's why Gwen made sure neither Miles or Hobie mentioned the newest member of the society, and of course, not mention she was getting close to them.

"I 'ont think secrecy is the right way to go, Gwendy" Hobie said, he was an honest guy, he didn't like lying by omission, in his opinion, his friend had to process his grief while being aware of reality too

"I'm low-key with Hobie on this, I mean, this is full of Peter Parkers, and- maybe I should stay out of this one, sorry" Miles cut himself off when he saw Gwen's expression at his words, he tried to be the middle ground, but he recognized he didn't have much right to talk, since he didn't experience that

>"Yes, it's full of Peters, you think it's easy? Seeing them and inevitably thinking "hey, this is maybe how my best friend would look if he got the chance to grow up" but no, he'll stay thirteen forever, and it's still hard. It hasn't even been a year, so I don't want Pavitr to go through that so soon" even though Gwen's tone was anything but friendly, they both got the message, she wasn't mad, she was just being protective of Pavitr

However, they could only control their words, nothing else, and Pavitr ended up meeting this Y/N when he came without prior notice and sat down at the cafeteria, in that table where they always sat, where he sat when he was more active in the spider society, and there she was, Y/N, in her very own Spider-Man suit. She looked different, shorter hair, a beauty mark on top of her left eyebrow, and higher cheekbones, he had your face tattooed in his memory, he never wanted to forget it, just like your voice. Her smile was bright, it reminded him of yours, but it wasn't quite as beautiful, maybe because this Y/N was not in love with him. Oh, how your love made you glow.

He sat down, and just pretend everything was fine, he was good at that.

"Hey, nice to meet you, but I have a, uh, thing that I was hoping to get done"

"Oh no, don't worry, I'm fine, it's not your fault you're here" He eased her worries and started to strike conversation with his friends like usual, new member included.

After that day, Pavitr showed up more often, he knew that he was just going to hurt himself, he didn't want to add salt to the wound, but he couldn't help it, he could hear your voice, look into your eyes again, he knew it wasn't you, he didn't even had feelings for her, like gossipy spiders suggested, as bad as it was, he just wanted to see you in her.

Gayatri noticed he was going to the society much more often, yet he had no interest in returning to be Mumbattan's Spider-Man, something wasn't adding up, and Pavitr told her immediately, Gayatri was his life, and he didn't want to keep secrets, even if he's embarrassed.

"Could you, maybe, let me see her?" She asked tilting her head and biting the inside of her lips anxiously, if she could see you one last time, she'd be satisfied, she never got to say goodbye. Re-reading your lasts texts for hours, knowing that those "I miss you" messages will never be delivered, much less responded.

"It's not her, you know that, right, love?" Pavitr asked, knowing first hand how painful it was.

"I know" she nodded with a bitter expression, hugging her boyfriend, hiding like the crook of his neck was a safe haven from all the cruelty in the world

>Pavitr: "we need to talk, could you swing by Mumbattan?"

When Gayatri saw her, she tried to smile through the tears, restricting herself from hugging and kissing you, knowing it was inappropriate, this wasn't you.

"I know you are your own person, and this is weird, but, could you say you're proud of me?" She looked at the variant with pleading eyes.

This was not the first time spiders seemed emotional near you, it seems you were unreliable, and had this tendency of dying on people. You understood, your mother and your best friend died too, Hobie knows how many times you have asked him to just stay still, so you could see what your best friend would've looked if he grew up with you, if he was Spider-Man instead of you. Grief is painful, but most of all, it's confusing. You nodded. "I'm proud of you, both of you, you kept going, I know how hard that is" you were sincere, even though you didn't know Gayatri, and didn't know Pavitr that well, anyone who lost half of his heart and keeps going, is someone you should be proud of.

"There's so many universes, I promise you there's one where you, well, we are all happy. Just live your life together, cherish each other there's variants that have nothing left"

They thanked you for being this kind, you felt uneasy after leaving, you were talking about yourself, you were the variant that had nothing left. You wonder why you were born where you did, and couldn't be theirs, that look they gave you, even though you couldn't reciprocate, that's love. No one in your universe had ever looked at you like that, but they would always mourn their Y/N, that's why you left. For now, you only need to worry about Pavitr never noticing the way you looked at Miles Morales.

[tastybluesprite]

The introverted gamers secret weakness

I just finished this anime today! It’s soooo cute. I knew I had to write something for lee!Yamada asap because how could I not? He’s literally so precious someone protect this man😭❤️

Warnings: Contains tickling so if that’s not your thing just scroll along! :)

Summery: Akane wants to know if Yamada has any weaknesses. Luckily Eita knows him pretty well.

Normally they’d be at their own homes when playing “Forest of Savior” so Akane was surprised when Eita Sasaki had invited her over to Akito Yamadas house. Did Yamada even agree to it? If he did it seemed a bit out of character for someone like him. He seemed perfectly comfortable playing in separate spaces.

After Akane cleared things up with Eita that Yamada was ok with it, she felt more confident.

I cant believe I’ll get to see Yamada play in person she thought to herself. After getting ready, she finally headed towards his house. Eita opened the door for her.

“Akanecchi!!!”

“Rurihime!!!” She exclaimed back with excitement. “Akanecchi how exiting is this? We get to play together for real instead of just in the game! Did you bring your laptop?”

Akane nodded, “Yep!!! Right here!”

Eita led her in to Yamadas room. He was already at his desk and logged in. He turned when he heard her enter and gave a small wave, which she returned with a “Hello Yamada!”

She set up her laptop on a little table and logged into the game, along with Eita who borrowed a laptop to bring. They did some level grinding and hunting (although Yamada still wouldn’t let her hunt with him T^T). Soon they started to do some boss battles.

“Hey Yamada, Eita, want to see who can defeat the boss first?” Akane proposed, with a competitive tone in her voice. Eita grinned, “What a great idea Akanecchi!!! What do you say Yamada?”

Yamada considered it for a moment. “Alright.”

And so they began to see who could take down the bosses first. Akane tried her best, Eita was really amazing, but Yamada… well he pretty much led the whole thing. He defeated the boss within a couple minutes.

“What the heck?! Yamada how did you do that?!” Akane cried. “Are you even human?”

Eita couldn’t help but laugh, “Yamada is an extremely talented gamer he’s pretty famous for a reason.”

“I want a rematch!” Akane cried. She didn’t want to give up. She wanted to show Yamada that she could win. “Ok.” Was all he said before they dived back into another boss fight.

Sure enough he beat them all again. Leaving Akane and Eita in the dust. “Yamada seriously are you even human? That’s as a really hard boss and you beat it in only five minute at least! Do you even have a weakness??” She ranted in exasperation.

“Of course he does!” Eita told her with a smirk. Although he was faced in the opposite direction to his computer monitors, Yamada raised an eyebrow at this. What was Eita planning?

Akane however grinned. This was information she couldn’t help being curious about. “What may that be Eita?” She asked.

Eita paused for suspense. “He’s pretty ticklish. Aren’t you Akito Yamada?”

As soon as he said this they both saw Yamada flinch visibly. He seemed to be conflicted between running away and staying to continue playing. After the boss fight he merely went back to hunting.

“Wait what??? really? The stoic, quiet, and famous Yamada is ticklish?”

“Yes Akanecchi! You can try it out if you’d like.” Eita knew exactly what he was doing.

Yamada turned his head towards them “Please don’t.”

“But why not Yamada? It’s just tickling after all? You could totally handle it!” He leaned in from his spot on the floor and gave a quick poke to his side. Although faint, a hitching sound escaped his mouth.

Once he realized where this was going, he decided his safety was more important than the game. He yanked off his headset, got up from his chair, and attempted to back away from the pair. Before he could make his escape however, Eita lunged his weight at Yamada and made him fall back to his bed.

As soon as he was down Eita quickly straddled him, and began sinking his fingers into his sides, knowing he should start out easy as to not tire him out too quickly.

“W-wahait!” A slight huff of a giggle escaped as he attempted to protest. But he decided to glue his mouth shut as he grabbed Eitas wrists to try and pull his hands away.

“Awww why are you hiding your sweet adorable giggles? Don’t you want to show Akane that your not just a really cold and disconnected person? That your really a big softie at heart?” Eitas teasing nearly caused him to break, but he grew extremely red.

“Cmon Akito~ Let’s show Akanecchi~”

He suddenly began raking his fingers at Yamadas ribs roughly, and that was the breaking point.

“N-nohohoho! Plehehease!!!” He let out soft giggles. It was so adorable, Akane heart began to squeeze. His giggles were light, breathy, and even child like. It didn’t match his personality at all. “Yamada I didn’t know you could laugh like that.” She said with some shock in her voice.

“He can laugh much louder than that! Only if you get a really good spot…” He suddenly shoved his hands right passed his arms, even though they were clenched to his side, and began digging into his underarms.

Yamada didn’t expect such an intense sensation, and he let out a noise that he didn’t even know he could make. A squeal.

“E-HEheheHIHtahaha wAHAiHt!!” Now actually laughing, it was uncontrollable. He kicked his feet behind Eita.

Akane grew curious and grabbed a flying foot. She began to scribble lightly at his socked soles and he exploded into “un-Yamada-ish” laughter.

“AHAKAHANE!!!” He cried, trying to kick his feet from out of her grip. He nearly escaped it but she caught his ankle in an arm hold and kept scribbling all the more faster.

Sweet laughter that they never heard from him before until now, filled the room. As much as he squirmed around under Eita, he wouldn’t budge. Soon his laughter grew panicky and even a little tired and Eita stopped his attack, signaling Akane to stop as well.

After he got off Yamada, they watched as he lay there for a moment, his chest moving quickly as he attempted to catch his breath.

“Th-that was c-cruel….” He huffed.

“Sorry Yamada…” Akane told him. “I hope we weren’t too much.”

There was a silence. Then.

“It’s ok I guess.” He then simply got up and walked back to his desk, resuming his game like nothing happened. Akane thought he was likely mad, but she noticed as he was headed to his game chair, that he had a slightly more relaxed and refreshed expression on his face. She could tell Eita noticed also and they both grinned at one another.

[xxsycamore]

Since I'm all for IkeRev and I'm all for the sapphics... Hope I still can request this! WLW Bodyguard AU featuring Genderbent!Oliver who has to constantly save baka MC because she's so naive she gives her a constant headache.

Whoops, I had a field day with this one. I couldn't help it, the prompt was too good 😭❤ Thank you anon, hope you like it!!

[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]

For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅genderbent!Oliver x Alice

𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

"A-LI-CE!"

Olivia calls out with hands cupped around her mouth, hoping the airhead would finally, finally hear her.

Accepting her offer to go to the beach was the absolute worst idea, yet she still fell for those pleading large blue eyes. "I'll be safe because you, my bodyguard, will be there with me, Olivia!" "Magical Disciples don't go to the beach, Olivia!"

Olivia gives up on shouting, resorting to rubbing the bridge of her nose in vain attempts to soothe her headache instead. At least the sun just has set which means that 1) being in her adult form means she can finally reach Alice's head to give it a deserving bonk 2) the beach is getting emptier! somewhat. Screw those late-beach enjoyers still making the Alice search harder.

Olivia recalls all the trouble she had to go through to keep Alice safe today.

***

"Okay, I found the sunscreen. Alice, turn your back to me so I can- Alice? Alice?!"

Olivia turns to see Alice three beach towels away from their spot, talking with a very suspicious person.

"Eh? Mister, why are you dressed in black from head to toe at the beach? Did you forget your sunscreen? My friend Olivia has some, I'll go get it-"

Olivia strides fast on the scorching hot sand to snatch Alice back to safety. "We don't have any. We used it all up. Goodbye."

***

"Here is your ball. Be careful next time, kiddos."

After retrieving some kids' beachball, Olivia turns to where Alice was relaxing on a floatie just a second ago - only to find out she's nowhere in sight.

"Alice? Alice?!"

Sheltering her sight from the sun, Olivia spots Alice drifting away in the water far from everyone else.

"AAAGHH!"

***

Breathing heavily from carrying the weight of the sand bucket, Olivia finally returns from the shore where she collected wet sand for Alice's project of building a sand version of their little house where they live together with Blanca.

"Haaah... Alice... here you go-WHAT THE-"

"Oliviaaa! Look at me! The Mister in black and his friend offered to bury me in the sand!"

"AAAAAAA"

***

Many such cases. Olivia wishes to forget all about them by the time their beach episode day is over. She tries calling out once more, eyes scanning in every direction in front of her.

"A-LI-CEEE!!"

"Olivia, there you are! I was looking for someone shorter, oops! I guess the sun has set, huh..."

Startled, Olivia turns around to see that Alice has approached from behind. She's never going to get used to Alice's unique ability to pop out of thin air and disappear in the same fashion. But, after all, she did fall quite literally from the sky one day.

"There you are, baka Alice! Where were you?"

"I bought ice cream! I'm sorry, did you want some?"

"No thank you. Where did you even buy this?"

"Over there! From a stand named Magic Ice Tower...eh? It's gone..."

Olivia slaps the ice cream cone out of Alice's hand and into the ground before she can take a lick from it.

"Seriously, baka Alice! I can't believe what a disaster you are at taking care of yourself. Next time instead of a straw hat, I'll make you a helmet."

Getting her hat pushed down until it covers her eyes, Alice makes a troubled, pouty sound as a reaction to being bullied like that.

"As long as you make it, I'm sure it will be cute, so I'll wear it anyway! I had such a fun day today. Let's go home, Olivia!"

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[ronsharry]

1. What is your favourite HP ship and why?

2. If you like fanfic, which HP one is your favourite?

3. Out of all the potential paternal figures for Harry, which one is our favourite and why?

(4. Do you have any ronarry fluff fics? All I can find are abandoned or not ronarry fics)

ohhh i love these questions!! tysm for asking :))

1. i’ve shipped many ships in many eras and the one i always go back to is ronarry!! they’re so special to me and i know it’s like a popular trope that people find annoying but i really love the bestfriend to lovers trope it’s so sweet :)) and not to mention that they are both in my top 3 😭

2. i definitely read fanfic (i have an ao3 acc 6amflwrr) I’ve been reading it for years 😭😭 ahh this is such a hard one but out of the hundreds of fanfics i’ve read there’s a few that i always think of or go back to:

‘honey honey by aeoneskova’ — marlene lives and takes harry from the dursleys!! harry is in muggle primary school in this and it’s soo realistic !! really sad too harry literally fainted in p.e bc he was so starved ITS SO SAD

‘Hermione Grangers Hogwarts Cranmer for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi’ — i suprisingly loved one sm i went through a phase of hardcore shipping drarry and i met this gem through it!! idk if i ship them anymore but im not like against them either idk anyway this one harry doesn’t know he’s a wizard until they recruit him 💀 and sirius is alive also <3

‘An Hour of Wolves by solvskrift’ — one of the first fics i ever read so that’s probably a reason but this one’s dark and it shows harry’s ptsd really well and also check tags for this one!!

3. oooo i love this question sm i love all dynamics between harry and parental figures bc they’re so interesting but my favourite is sirius and harry by far!! they get each other so well, sirius would do absolutely anything for him and he is the only adult harry fully trusted like harry loved him sm :(( they had their flaws and while i don’t think sirius was the healthiest (something that i don’t blame him for at all i think he did amazingly given the circumstances) he definitely was the best choice and i think that makes it even sadder actually 😭

4. oh i definitely have fics!!! here are some of my favs:

‘perspective by malapropism’ — In which Ron realizes that maybe, just maybe, you aren't supposed to feel this way about your best mate. But only after a dance at the Yule Ball, months of being busy with other things, Cedric Diggory's death, the return of Voldemort, and a quiet knock at his door. (i love this one sm and gof and ootp!rarry is my fav <33)

‘Foolish hearts by iwantacoolassname & orbithastnt’ — this is set in hbp and sirius lives !!!!! the only thing is that it’s ongoing but i don’t think it’s been discontinued :)

‘sacrifice by sim54’ — i love this one sm

‘Somber Skies and Bruised Bodies by ManyGayUmbrellas’ — i love this one too it’s so sad but happy ending!! more of a character study but yeah it’s good :)

‘i’ll hold you when things go wrong by cloudlesslysky’ — Ron has always struggled with insecurity and jealousy since he was a child. However, Ron has grown up. And while he loves his mother, if she's making him choose between her and Harry...Well, Ron knows where he stands. (this is probably my favourite even tho it’s not actually ronarry but they are very close and it’s definitely worth the read and uncle harry & rose AHH)

‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell by IamShadow21’ — one of my favourites too!! this one got me into ronarry in the first place :)

‘merry christmas, war is over by dykesiriusblack’ — wolfstar&ronarry and i loved this one sm!! definitely recommend:))

[themagicmc]

I’m glad you liked the last one!! I’m biased, but mayhaps: ballet dancer mc for the dorm leaders? Gratzi!

Welcome back darling sorry this took too long. I have been neglecting my duties as a writer. 😭

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Dorm leaders x reader

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Riddle

- Riddle doesn’t really see the point in the art but if it makes you happy then he’s all for it

- he makes sure you have all your equipment and plenty of water

- he will be strict with your schedule as too not over exert yourself. But not too strict.

- I think he might of created a few rules just for you -~-

-but he’s doing this all because he loves you and wants you to continue your love of ballet

8/10 a good boy who’s worried for your well-being

Leona

- He really doesn’t understand this at all

- all the spinning and the leaps just makes his head hurt

-but because this man drinks respect women juice every day he won’t say shit. (Cause you would beat his ass)

-does actually come to a few of your performances and does throw a few compliments to the dance.

- though he does wish you would just come and nap with him

7/10 only because he’s slept through some of your performances

Azul

- pleeeaaassseeee dance at the Mostro lounge

- literally the man who will try to get his lover work for him so they aren’t apart from him anymore

- would absolutely love and I mean LOVE to come to your performances. I mean this man gets front row seats and everything.

-I feel he would advertise you working there to bring in more buisness

(I mean man’s gotta work)

- All in all pretty respectable

- but I wouldn’t put it past him to draw up a contract that would make you dance at the Mostro

-I’m giving this boy an 6/10 because of the fact he would want to gain some profit form your dances

Kalim

-I would like to think that this boy would fall even more in love with you if you were able to do some form of dance

-I headcannon that form a young age Kalim was taught to do many forms of dancing including ballet.

-So ask him to join during a private practice he can help you!

-Even if he wasn’t dancing I think he would be there just to support you and tell you how much he adores the way you dance ever so gracefully

-Sweet boy 10/10 would recommend because of how good he is

Vil

-Oh Vil…

-Must we go through this again the man is obsessed with the thought of beating beautiful. How could he not think this dance was of the utmost perfection.

-I’m pretty sure he has designed MULTIPLE costumes you have worn.

-Definitely comes to performances every. Single. One. He’s not missing the love of his life performing the most beautiful thing he could ever see.

-I think he has a set schedule for you of when to practice and how to keep yourself healthy enough to perform.

9/10 only because of the one outfit he made where it was made entirely of SEQUINS

Sequins suck

Idia

-You remind him of this one anime character who is a redhead who will tune into a kind of bird when embarrassed and is trying to save the love of her life by returning parts of his soul back to him!

(Please tell me at least ONE of you know which anime I’m talking about)

-I think if he WERE to go to any performances he’d be standing in the back in the shadows so that way no one would see him. (His hair gives him away though)

-He probably has designed some pretty good light fixtures that you have used to spice up your performances. Heck even the judges wished to know who was behind the spectacular display.

8/10 only because the man literally can’t even show his face while he’s at the performance. But he tries his beats because he’s gotta love his S/O

Malleus

-Like Kalim I would like to think that he too was trained in the art of dance. Though I don’t think ballet would have been one of them

-I’m pretty sure this giant of a man has shown up randomly in your practice room just to watch. (Though he’s scared the crap out of you multiple times)

-This fae brings you flowers very time you have a performance just so he can give them to you at the end. (Cue blushing S/O)

-I don’t think he would sit way in the back where he wasn’t noticed but I think he would have one of those high up seats that sit on the wall. Just so he can have a Birds Eye view of his lover.

-10/10 I have no words for how this man will bend over backwards for you and I mean it.

[writeouswriter]

Winter Reading/Arting/Writing Tag

Thanks so much for the tag, @ink-bunny-blue! (X)

Describe one creative WIP project you plan on working on over winter

I always “plan on” working on a thousand things and then do none of them 😭 because I haven’t been in so much a “creative slump” as I’ve been in an iron gripped chokehold by hyperfixation for the last year, so on one hand I’ve been unable to focus on any of my original writing because it’s not about The Interest™️, and then on the other hand I haven’t even been able to write anything about The Interest™️ because the fixation on it is so strong, everything I write for it has to be Perfect™️ (and nothing’s ever perfect, you know). On that note, if my ability to write returns from the war and I ever get a day off from this purgatory of a job, I really really really want to work on this comparative essay about The Interest™️ involving analyzing parallels to a certain classic play, and looking into various aspects of the tragicomic structure and themes of identity and change. Also, God willing, I’d love to get one fic done, just one, please please please, I have a few winter-y or Christmas-y ones I’m dying to get my brain to sign off on despite my lack of free time, come on, brain, yip yip.

Art, same thing, something Christmas-y for The Interest™️, also I gotta finish some zine pieces.

As for original writing, would love to work on my untitled WIP about an astrobiologist and team of other assorted scientists brought in by a somewhat questionable facility to study an extraterrestrial artefact and being affected strangely by it, but it’s a bit up in the air plot wise. Would love to answer asks about it though if anyone is interested 😭

Recommend a book

Definitely mentioned it before but:

Legion: The Many Lives of Stephen Leeds by Brandon Sanderson

“Stephen Leeds is perfectly sane. It's his hallucinations who are mad.”

This is like speculative fiction/thriller/mystery that’s hard to explain, but perfect balance of humour and sincerity, sci-fi and reality, and character and plot, probably my favourite standalone novel ever (well it’s really 3 novellas that somewhat connect and come together to form a novel, but either way).

Survive the Night by Riley Sager

Charlie Jordan is being driven across the country by a serial killer. Maybe.

This is a thriller book set in the 90s that as its title suggests, takes place over the course of one night, where a troubled, film-obsessed college girl (and unreliable narrator) who recently witnessed her friend’s murder (but can’t recall the killer’s face) decides to travel back home via a ride share where her driver may or may not be said killer, and has to, you guessed it, survive the night.

Now, this is actually one of Sager’s lowest ranked and seemingly most universally hated novels, whereas it’s the only one of his I actually thoroughly enjoyed/didn’t find mediocre and thought had a sense of style as I like the almost cinematic way it was written?? It was fast paced, it was fun, it had unique prose, and I think it perfectly captured the vibes of a cheesy 90s B-movie (said as a compliment).

Recommend a fic

I still cannot recommend From Out the Ocean Risen by Bluestar enough, it acts as a sequel fic to the movie Pacific Rim, and has some of the most gorgeously well executed cinematic prose and imagery I’ve ever read, not to mention impeccable character dialogue, and an incredible grasp on the balance between drama/angst/action/heart/humour.

What’s a Little B&E Between Friends by VoiceOfNurse is also a fantastic Pacific Rim series with a solid grasp on both character dynamics/POV and style. A fascinating, very humanizing character study, both angsty and fun.

Recommend Music

I’ve suddenly never heard a song in my life.

The Killing Moon by Echo & The Bunnymen is stuck in my head again, so, *tosses that at you*

She Sells Sanctuary by The Cult also in my head so *throws that also*

Also, even though I haven’t actively listened to them in a while, I’m still still actually super excited for Green Day’s new album, so *one more toss*

Dilemma

The American Dream is Killing Me

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[aphroditestummyrolls]

Time for a spare prayer WIP game :))

Hiiiii! Chapter 3 has just been posted ❤️ this little moment is from chapter 5.

“Nina is… strong-willed. And outspoken.”

The Fjerdan sat down beside him with a half a smile. He couldn’t tell if he was apologising on the Ravkan’s behalf, or if he was simply stating facts, but Colm didn’t like it either way. There were plenty of things to be said about this place and the people in it without tearing a woman down for having an opinion… even if that opinion was rattling around the Kaelishman’s brain like a stray bullet casing.

“Neither are bad things for a lady to be.” He replied shortly. He had no patience for the Fjerdan culture— reminded him of The Wandering Isle he grew up in all those years ago, in the worst way. Old fashioned, oppressive, discriminatory; it was as if the bad weather had frozen Time itself up in mighty Fjerda. At least the Wandering Isle thawed and grew over the decades. “If you have a problem with that, you ought to go find a nice girl back home.”

The Fjerdan huffed. “Nina is my home. I only meant that she is protective— of all of us, of course. But Jesper, most of all, I think.” Colm looked over at the bar, where the pretty red-clad woman was polishing glasses. Her cheeks were still flushed and she was muttering to herself.

“Because they’re both grisha?” He guessed. It wasn’t a difficult deduction.

D’you have any idea what you’ve done? How unhealthy it is to bury your power inside like that? Her words echoed. He traced his fingertip absently through the condensation on his pint glass. Tell me, is it all grisha who should be made to hide in shame, or is it just your son?

The Fjerdan hummed an affirmative. “Apparently, they were not always so close, before I was freed. But, when Nina discovered he was also drüsje? He came to her asking all of these questions, looking for help in training and directing his power; she immediately took him under her little red wing.” He chuckled. “At first, I was almost jealous— but, of course, Jesper was jealous of me as well! He misinterpreted my closeness with Wylan.”

Colm blinked, wading through the words as though the meaning was getting lost somehow. What was the point of this? It set his teeth on edge.

Freed? Drüsje? Who was this man?

“Of course, Nina explained. To have a fellow grisha among us reminds her of The Little Palace— we’ve all made a home here, yes, but we all have places we cannot return to.”

“Jesper doesn’t.” He immediately replied, feeling a sudden knee jerk defensiveness, meeting the young man’s gaze. He hoped he looked more defiant than desperate. “Jes could’ve come home any time he wanted to. He knows I’d be there whenever he needed me.”

The Fjerdan was looking placidly at him, and Colm got the impression that he was quite a bit more intelligent than his brawn would imply.

“Mr. Fahey, Jesper clearly did not think that.”

I am having so much fun right now just letting the characters chat??? Like, Matthias and Colm? They have so much more in common than Colm knows, but already, Matthias is becoming the first person he’ll come to trust in the crows.

Building a voice for Matthias is also so interesting. Marrying show and book matthias, and bringing he and Jesper together as friends when Kit and Calahan never got to work together? It’s so fun. (I still hope that maybe one day 😭 we’ll see them bond).

Thank you for playing!

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Something I haven't done in AGESS, is give y'all some fic updates!!

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I'm going in order of what's being worked on the most at the moment!

✵It's Visceral And It's Cruel✵

So I've been working on chapter 5 for the past couple of weeks here and there, but I've really tried to buckle down this week and I'm actually about halfway through it! Since the next couple chapters are already pre-planned out, I've got my list of plot points/scenes that I know need to be included per chapter. This chapter has 6 plot points/scenes and I'm planning on finishing off the 2nd scene and moving on to the 3rd today! Fingers crossed honestly, but Y'ALL I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS CHAPTER!! A lot is going to happen, and while it won't all be particularly Rhaemond based, I think it'll be super interesting! A lot of things will be set into motion and there's going to be some super tense and interactions between our big name characters!

Release date: TBD (I would LOVEEE to work all through my weekend to get this out by then, but we'll see, I won't promise that now tho)

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❤️‍🔥Burnt Over And Over Again❤️‍🔥

OOOOOooooo this fic has a chokehold over me right now!! Likeee, chapter 5 has ALOT planned for it. It's going to be a pretty long one in comparison to the other relatively short chapters! Last chapter had Aemond tracking Rhaena down in Venice and it was so tense and sexual, just imagine that energy multiplied for this next chapter!! The ✨DRAMAAAAA✨ I'd say I'm about a quarter of the way through, there's an argument/conversation they needed to have at the start of this chapter that was really giving me trouble, but once I worked through it, things were flowing a lot easier!

Release date: TBD (there's still a lot left to write, but who knows, maybe the inspiration will hit me this weekend)

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💝Coffee, Tea, Muffins and Nibbles 💝

I.e. Early One Morning Part 2

So technically this is a pretty direct sequel to Early One Morning, and if you've read that, then this literally takes place that very same morning 😂😂 except it's ✨ Breakfast Time✨ now. I've actually got this entire thing written out, back when Early One Morning was going to be one big one-shot, I'd already written this scene as the next scene after the kids joined Rhaena and Aemond in bed. So technically, all I need to do is spruce it up a little and then edit it and it's done! Thinking about it now, I think I might try and finish this one up as soon as possible so maybe it can go up by Thursday or Friday...maybe even tonight, but we'll see.

Release date: (Hopefully) Thursday OR Friday!

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☾ He Saw Her At Daybreak ☾

Oh fuck...here go 😭😭😭

Y'all... there's only so many times I can be sorry about the delay with this ONEEEE 😭😭😭😭😭😭 Remember the good ol' days when I used to just drop a chapter a week 🤣🤣🤣 like spontaneously it was all flowing! But not any more it seems. Again, honestly, I think you all know the issue by now. It's editing and reworking it 😂😂 which might have actually been done by now if I could find the will to return to that 30k doc 🤣😭 All things aside tho! Like don't worry, EVENTUALLY this will come out and hopefully my readers still care about it when I finally do😂😂 I'm not planning on discontinuing or abandoning it, I've got too much planned for this smutty fic to just let it go 😂 too much planned for the futures of all of their babies and the family at large 😂

Release date: TBD (Eventually 😂)