#oh .. and... shadow too 😒

[nullcosmz]

Old art I was gonna redraw , but I just wanted to dump it here for now. This was made like- last year??? When I had a big exam 😭 these two r my favourites mwehehehe

[jjkbambi]

the morning after luigi mangione x reader (18+)

summary!!! part two of is it new years yet because you do not get back together just cuz he has good dick OMG 🖕🖕🖕🖕😒 he also has a great personality and loves eating pussy

warnings: smut, kinda angsty, he’s manipulative but honestly he’s such a nice guy, you should really give him a second chance

^ not edited let’s alll just practice gratitude 🙏

seven days, thirteen hours, and nine minutes and thirty six seconds.

that’s how long it had been since luigi had seen you. not that he’d been counting, he was truly trying to be normal about the distance this time around.

he replays the morning after on a loop, searching for the slightest hint he’d done something wrong to no avail. as a matter of fact, your quiet body was beside him until deep into the afternoon, nothing but soft snores exchanged between the two of you. he wakes before you, kissing your forehead before taking his leave. his frat brothers whistle at him as he enters the wretchedly messy house, throwing him a water.

“happy new year, big guy,” one of them, hasan, greets. “did’ya spend your night thinking about new goals or scoring the same one?”

luigi rolls his eyes. “fuck off.”

another brother chimes in, bright-eyed. “when are we meeting her?”

“in your dreams.”

he had no intention of sharing you in any way; the thought of anyone else even looking at you irritated him. but starting the new year off by your side was far too great a fate to be stoic about. he grabs a plate of what’s left of their shitty communal breakfast (jar salsa from the night before, scrambled eggs, and two pieces of mostly burnt toast) and brings it into your room.

“y/n,” he calls out while entering. the door to the bathroom is now closed, and he sees your shadow shuffling around the room.

hesitant, the door creaks open. youre back in your black minidress, holding onto your heels. “hey, pretty.”

“hi,” you say tightly, the mistakes and soreness from the night before lingering in your mind. you’ve just wiped away the tears still streaked on your face, yet your ex-boyfriend hardly looks hungover.

“dressed up just for me?” he jokes, kissing your cheek. he offers you the plate of food but you shake your head.

“lacy’s waiting for me. i’ve got to go.”

“stay,” he says, his voice honey-sweet, like the boyfriend you knew months ago. it makes you feel sick, the familiarity of it all suffocating you. the room feels too small.

you push away from him. “i have to go.”

“baby,” he drops everything he’s holding to grab you again. “what’s wrong? is everything alright?”

he always blows your mind with his audacity. “no, everything’s not alright, luigi,” you spit back. “we shouldn’t have—none of that should’ve happened.”

“what do you mean?”

“luigi,” you sigh. “we’re over, alright? it’s done.”

“y/n—”

“i mean it,” you raise your voice so slightly, but still it breaks. “you cheated on me, then pulled all this shit, i can’t do it anymore.”

“you can’t do it anymore? are you serious?”

“yes!”

“you ignored me for weeks then showed up at my fucking party, dressed like that,” his voice was low, but angry. brows furrowed, he doesn’t lose his grip on you. it scares you. “you can’t tell me you weren’t bartering for my attention.”

“i wasn’t.”

his jaw sets. “then who’s?”

“oh my god. nobody’s!”

“don’t fucking lie to me—”

“lu, stop, seriously.” your voice trembles this time, and you both notice it. he drops your hand.

“i didnt mean to hurt you,” he says, soft at your upset. “i swear—i dont remember cheating on you. i’m not gonna mess up like that again, i promise.”

he leans in to kiss you, to seal the pledge with his gentle touch, but you pull back. “it doesn’t matter that you didn’t mean to hurt me—you did. you can’t just pretend it didn’t happen.“

his big brown eyes bear into yours and he swears, “i can make it up to you.”

“luigi,” you hadn’t even realized you’d been crying until he brings his hands up to wipe your tears away. “i just don’t think this is a good idea, i’m sorry.”

“come on,” he says, frowning. “i love you. only you.” his lean-in to kiss you is successful this time. the kiss feels much better—softer—than last night’s. he’s gentle with his desperation, intent on making you stay. “‘m sorry, okay?” he says between kisses. “let me make it better.”

“no, luigi, we shouldn’t—”

“you’ve got to hear me out, y/n,” he takes your lips again. his hot kisses move down your neck—and it all feels so different this time around. even the air in the room feels lighter. his voice is against your ear when he swears, “i’ll be good to you, sweetheart, i promise.”

saying no to him is near impossible—it’s why you shut yourself off of him for weeks, avoiding places he frequented, deactivating your social media, ignoring his constant stream of messages and calls. now, he has you, and within minutes, you’re pressed against the wall again.

“feels good?” he teases, grinding his hard-on into your core. you melt underneath him, you can’t help it, he’s so warm.

“lu,” you whimper. you’re still sensitive from how selfishly he took you the night before, you can’t help but react to his touch so quickly. it felt so raw.

“wait—” he never does. his hands are on your hips again, moving your body against his.

“just let me take care of you,” he says, trailing kisses down your neck again. this time, he was sure to leave marks.

he keeps the dress on this time. he places you back onto the bed, and as you gather the courage to take him in again, he moves beneath you.

“knew i recognized these,” his voice hot against the fabric of your panties.

you told yourself the lacy black panties were just meant to match the dress, but it all seemed so intentional—the party crash, the kitchen drive-by, the fact that you were wearing his valentines day gift. whether this was a manifestation of your greatest fear or desire, you couldn’t tell.

he kisses your thighs, then runs his tongue against your core through the fabric of your panties before ceremoniously ripping them off. he kisses and sucks at your wetness. you tremble at the suddenness of his movement. his big nose is so prominent in your pussy, you can’t help but grind yourself against his perfect face and whine as he drinks you in.

“you’re such a fucking mess,” luigi says, smiling into your warmth. his unshaven stubble tickles your sensitive cunt, sending a tremor through you. “so wet, i’ve barely even touched you.”

“i can’t help it,” you whimper.

he grabs your ass, pulling you closer to his relentless mouth. it’s ridiculous how good he feels. he’s completely shameless in his endeavor to ruin you.

“look at me,” luigi orders, so you do. you look down to see him, finding that he’s already gotten to touching himself. his hard length at the edge of the bed, furiously red, as he strokes himself. “i think about you everyday,” he admits in between licking at your core. “i missed how this pretty pussy tasted. i missed having you like this. holding you down so you can’t squirm away. missed hearing you beg.”

you’re almost there, fidgeting underneath his hands. “luigi, please. it’s too much.”

“you’ve taken worse,” he growls into you.

he feels like he’s on fire. one hand moves up and down along his cock fervently, while the other lends itself to fingering your frothing pussy. you mewl at the sudden entry, back arching.

“luigi,” you whine. “please.”

“i’m trying to do a nice thing for you, y/n,” he hums, “but you want me to be selfish, hm? want me to take you?”

“yes,” you say, breathless.

“fuckin’ slut,” he grumbles, pulling himself away from your wet cunt. he grabs your ankles and pulls you to the edge of the bed. “what d’you want from me, huh?”

“want you.”

“course you do,” luigi says, surprising you with hard slaps against your sensitive clit. you cry out at the sensation, the unfamiliar storm of bliss and torment, and he chuckles darkly. “you fuckin’ belong to me.”

he grabs your chin and forces you into another kiss, your wetness now staining you both. he lifts your leg up and slides himself back into your wet warmth. “you’re dripping,” he praises as he pounds into you. the exhilarating pain sets your senses alight, you grip onto him tighter without even realizing. “all for me, yeah?”

“all for you.” you nod. this is not how you expected this conversation to go. you writhe at how big he is, how hard.

“you can take it,” he grunts. he’s not fast, this time—his thrusts are agonizingly slow and tortuously deep—just as you think it’s all entirely too much, one hand grips your clothed tit, the other lifts to cradle your chin, forcing your lips to part open. he spits into your mouth. “swallow,” he orders.

you do.

“good girl,” he places sloppy, wet kisses along your jaw, your neck, then goes to bite at your tits. “so fuckin’ pretty.”

“i thought about you too,” you admit sheepishly, out of your mind. he looks up at you, raises his eyebrows, urging you to go on. “i missed you.”

to your surprise, he scoffs. “fuckin’ bitch.” he suddenly loses the interest in being gentle with you, returning to your body rough and angry. his fingers massage against your clit, unraveling you. “you’re just as crazy as i am, you know that? running around town like you don’t belong to me. like you don’t touch yourself late at night thinking about this cock. wishing those fingers were half as good as mine, huh? fuckin’ idiot.”

“luigi,” you cry out. was this him being nice?

“be a good girl f’me,” he grunts. he feels you pulse around his cock and drives into you with even more force. “cum all over me, baby. have my fuckin’ kids.”

“luigi,” you mewl again, desperate for release.

“come on, pretty, show me how good it feels.”

his lips return to yours, hot wet and desperate, as he cums inside of you. you’re a complete mess—squirming and whimpering as you unravel onto his cock, he catches your moans with kisses and leaves you shaking underneath him.

“good girl,” he hums, kissing your forehead.

for a fleeting moment, the two of you are perfect. everything feels just right. he slips into the spot beside you, the disarray of tangled sheets forgotten as he pulls you into his warmth. you sink into the nape of his neck, and though there are no more words spoken, the air is thick with an undeniable love, quiet but all encompassing.

but when he stirs awake, reaching for you, all that lingers is the soft, fading smell of your spring perfume.

MASTERLIST send requests ! <3

[juanarc-thethird]

Identity theft #1

Cinder: Okay, here's the plan: Neo will impersonate Pyrrha and enter her room to sabotage her weapons, so no one will know.

Emerald: Ok, but what would happen if her teammates show up?

Cinder: I wouldn’t worry about that. Nora and Ren are spending all day searching for the golden pancake, thanks to my amazing ingenuity.

Neo: "And what about the idiot?🤨?

Emerald: Yeah, what about Jaune? Is he busy too?

Cinder: Do you think that Dunce would question Pyrrha? Knowing him, he'd leave her alone while she "works on her weapons."

Neo: "But what if it does?🤔"

Cinder: So you deal with it, but under no circumstances should you throw away your cover, understood?!

Neo: "Yeah sure🙄"

Cinder: Good, now get to work.

Later that day.

"Pyrrha" enters Team JNPR's room, and begins searching through the closets for the real Pyrrha's weapons.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Which one is her closet?😒 I've only found bottles of maple syrup, tea herbs, and comic books. Don't tell me she doesn't have her…👀 Jackpot😎)

In the last closet, she finds Pyrrha's weapons, right at the bottom. She bends down to grab them but is surprised by a somewhat unusual touch.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Is someone touching my ass?!😡)

Jaune: Hello my love, did you hear that Nora and Ren won't be here all day?💕

Pyrrha(Neo): (Wait? They're a couple?! Wow... but I need to leave now. I'll just step aside and leave before anything else happe-AaaH~💕)

Neo feels Jaune's fingers slide inside her. His movements are slow and very stimulating.

Pyrrha(Neo): (God~, this is it, I need to get out of here before…😳!!!)

Suddenly she feels something hot and big between her ass cheeks. She looks back and sees a tremendous, well-endowed piece of meat looking at her directly.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Holy shit! Is fucking huge!😨)

Jaune: Sorry, I know you prefer it in bed, but you've made me so mad for you that I can't control myself. Is it okay if I put it inside you?

Neo can't stop looking at his member after he asked her that, and a silly idea popped into his head.

Pyrrha(Neo): (Well, Cinder did said to do whatever it takes to not blow our cover😏)

She looks at him and gives him a nod.

Meanwhile...

Cinder: Why is Neo taking so long?

Emerald: Maybe she stumbled upon something that can't get out yet?

Cinder: Maybe. Whatever it is, I hope it's a matter of life or death. Because if it isn't, she's going to get it.

Back to Neo...

Still wearing the "Pyrrha" disguise, Jaune has her on all fours, hitting her from behind with his tremendous meat stick, and choking her by the neck gently but firmly.

PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!PLAT!

Pyrrha(Neo): "💕😮‍💨💕🤤💕‼️"

Jaune: Oh god💕! You're tighter than usual! I think I'm gonna cum!

Pyrrha(Neo): (YEs!💕 Cum inside me!💕 I want to feel your delicious warm milk inside me!💕)

Jaune: Oh Fuck💕! Im close!

Pyrrha(Neo): (Do it! Make me yours!💕💕)

Jaune: Oh Pyrrha!!💕

At that moment she can't feel her insides filling with cum, so much that some of it comes out.

Pyrrha(Neo): ( FUuUCk YEeeEes!💕💕)

They both take a breath. Then Jaune pulls his cock out of her, and it all spurts out like a champagne bottle. Staining the floor with his creamy milk.

Jaune: Oh god, I didn't think I'd cum that much. Well, how about a shower and then we go work out a bit?

Pyrrha(Neo): *Nods back*

Jaune: Excellent, I'll wait for you inside.

He says and gets up to go straight to the bathroom. Neo looks at Pyrrha's weapons and thinks for a moment.

Pyrrha(Neo): (I guess this is my only chance to finish the job🫤)

She then hears the sound of the shower running.

Jaune: Pyrrha, come on. I need you to clean me very thoroughly~💕

Pyrrha(Neo): (Well, I can't say I didn't try☺️)

She gets up and heads towards the shower.

But in the midst of all this, she never realized that a person was watching them from the shadows, one very happy to see such an event.

??????: *Giggles* Interesting

To be continued…

[xetlynn]

ekko x reader?? any prompt is fine! (I just want more ekko fanfics 😒)

(Same I feel it) I hope this does you justice!!!

Arcane Imagines- Ekko

Quicker

[arcane] [main page]

Prompt: Ekko has a whole plan and date set up to say I love you.

“[Name], come with me.” Your boyfriend grasps your hand, taking you away from whatever you were just doing. “What- Ekko!” You laugh out, trying to keep up with his pace. “I need to show you something.” Is all he responds with, pulling you forward. “Okay, okay, my legs are starting to hurt.” You pant, squeezing his hand for dear life. 

“Just a little longer, I’m sorry.” He squeezes back, jumping over a large pipe in the alleyway, you barely get over it yourself, tripping. He lifts you up by your armpits, keeping you moving. “Shit, Ekko, I need a second!” You squeal out, now going down hill. “Almost there, pretty.” He shakes his head, he shakes his arm around your waist. “Here, here.” He makes a sharp turn, you almost cause the both of you to fall when he does an abrupt halt. “Oh my gosh.” You murmur. 

You hunch over, grabbing your knees and coughing so you can catch your breath. “Was that necessary?” You huff, looking up at him from your side view. He laughs, crouching down with his hand on your back. “Sorry, just look up.” He pinches your chin in between his index and thumb, forcing your head to look forward. You tiredly lift your body back up, leaning on Ekko. 

“What am I- Oh…” You suddenly perk up, letting go of your partner, walking forward. “You make all this?” You twirl around the room full of paintings, lights set up with a miniature table, two pillows on either side. “I had a little help.” He scratches the back of his head, footsteps come towards the both of you. Your eyes widened in fear, going straight to Ekko  with a defensive stance who chuckled. “Don’t worry, it's a friend.” He whispers. 

“Heyy, [Name] wasn’t it?” A pink-haired girl comes into view and your jaw slacks. It was Vi. When you met her you were very impressed. Admiring her even. Immediately wanting to be her friend even though Ekko was quite pissed with her at the time. You kept making jokes with her the entire time. “Vi!” You go over to her and you guys give each other a side hug. “You helped him with all this?” You do a little finger motion. She chuckles. “I practically set everything up. He made all the paintings though.” She slings her arm over your shoulders as you admire their shared work. 

“What’s this for?” You question. “Oh, you know…” Ekko nervously chuckles. “He’s so whipped, that’s why.” Vi whispers. Ekko glares at her. “I know right, his mind is quite literally plagued by me.” You mutter back to the older girl who bursts out laughing.

“He talks about you every time I see him. So I can confirm.” Vi goes over to Ekko, punching his shoulder. His eyebrows furrowed angrily. “You can leave now.” He shoves the pink-haired girl away from him. She only snickers in response. “I think he wants me to leave.” 

“You think so?” He sarcastically asks, hands on his hips dramatically. “Alright, alright. If he’s too annoying just call out for me.” Vi winks your way and you excitedly nod your head while giggling. “Bye! It was nice seeing you again!” You wave her off, her figure going back into the shadows. 

Ekko just stands there, lips pressed together. Embarrassed by his old friend who just made fun of him with his girlfriend. “Oh my gosh! This is so cute!!!” You squeal, running over to a painting of the both of you pressing foreheads. “I love this one.” You mutter, picking it up to admire it better. 

“It’s a favorite for sure.” Ekko comes up behind you, kissing your shoulder. 

“I’m stealing this. It’s going in my room.” You place it back down so you can turn around and attack him into a bunch of face kisses. He holds your waist, letting you do as you pleased with his face. “You ready to eat?” He asks once you stop kissing him. “Oh, right. Yes!” 

He leads you over to the little dining area, you sit down and then he takes the top off of the dish before sitting down himself. It uncovers your favorite food. You let out a gasp. “You’re amazing!” You grin ear to ear, lifting your fork automatically at the sight of the wonderful grub in front of you. 

He watches your mouth water, digging into it. He admires you sweetly, not picking up the fork for himself. As you stuff the food in your mouth you notice that. “Wha ar you thoin?” You speak with some of the food dripping out of your mouth. He winces but smiles at you. “Staring at you.” He points to his eyes before widening them, leaning closer to you. You swallow your food. “Creep.” 

He places a hand on his heart. “Yeowch.” He pouts his lips out. “I’m just kidding, give me your hand I want to be romantic.” You stick your hand out over the table and he just snorts at you. Giving you his hand and you clamp down on it. “You are so perfect.” You tell him with a straight face, his cheeks heat up at your words. “And I love you.” You breathe out.

You guys haven’t said it to one another yet. His face falls from your confession. That was literally the whole point of tonight because he wanted to say it first. His silence scares you so you go to let go of his hand but he doesn’t let you. His face seemingly in shock. 

“You… okay?” You wave your other hand in his face. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. “Babe.” He sighs, head falling down. 

“Should I not have said it?” You worriedly ask. “No, no.” He shakes his head. “I mean maybe? No, the answer is yes you should have but no because that’s the whole point of this set up! I had a whole speech prepared!” He exclaims, throwing his empty hand in the air, expressing his distress. 

Your mouth goes into the shape of an ‘o’ as he groans. “I can’t believe you beat me to it.” He frowns. “I can pretend I didn’t say it. Go ahead. Say your speech.” You sit up straighter going to eat your food and act like you didn’t say you loved him. “You can’t go back in time now! You already said it.” He snickers. 

“Sorwy, I weally din’t knoow!” You express regret with the food in your mouth once again while you talk. 

“It’s okay, I promise. I’ll still say the speech if you want to hear it.” He gives you a small smile. 

You nod your head eagerly. Gripping his hand tighter. 

He pulls out a wrinkled piece of paper. Straightening it out on the table, and clearing his throat before he begins.

“[Name], it’s been 6 months of dating you, but not 6 months of loving you.” He glances up at me with a smirk as I lean in closer when he continues talking. “I’ve loved you since you accidentally ran into that pole, distracted by us staring at one another.” You flinch at the memory, feeling the pain in your forehead and nose. “I’ve loved you since you told me all about your passionate love for helping others and wanting to join me and the fireflies. I’ve loved you since you confessed to me. That’s why I wanted to say I love you first.” He coughs at the end of that, playfully scowling at me. You put your hand up in defense. “So, I love you.” He crumples the letter, throwing it beside you as tears well in your eyes. “Awe, Ekko.” You take the piece of paper, stuffing it in your pocket. 

“I beat you once again.” You maneuver around the table and sit in his lap. “Yeah, yeah.” He rolls his eyes. “Gotta be quicker.” You simply shrug, leaning against his chest, playing with his hand. 

[larluce]

Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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LINKS TO THE OTHER PARTS OF THIS AU HERE: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 , PART 15 , PART 16 , PART 17 , PART 18 , PART 19 , PART 20 (You're here) , PART 21

At the castle's doors.

Sophia: (walks outside, enraged)

Echanted Arthur: (close behind, running) My love! Wait!

Sophia: (turns to him) What? Haven't you humiliated me enough?

Echanted Arthur: Please! Whatever quarrel you have with Merlin, we can solve it!

Sophia: He hit me and humilliated me! 😡

Echanted Arthur: I know it looks bad. But I'm sure he must have his reasons.

Sophia: ...What?

Echanted Arthur: I know him, he wouldn't just... This is not like him! Maybe there was a misunderstanding. So please forgive him, my love. I beg you. Forgive him and come back to the castle, please.

Sophia: (in disbelief) It's incredible. I used the strongest love spell there was and put all my power in it. I knew I had to be quick as soon as we saw your heart was compromised. But even now you're fighting it. You still prioritize him.

Echanted Arthur: ...Is that a methaphor?

Sophia: (gets back to her offended fiancee rol) I'll never forgive you, Arthur Pendragon. (Thinking) Oh, how much I'm going to enjoy killing you. (Turns her back at him and leaves as dignified as she can)

Echanted Arthur: (makes a gesture to go after her, but sees some guards walking nearby so he aproaches them) You! Make sure my father doesn't kill Merlin while I'm gone. (goes after Sophia)

Guard 1: But, sire! What if the king orders his execution? Sire! (turns to guard 2) What do we do?

Guard 2: If we go against the King's orders, he'll kill us.

Guard 1: But if we go against the prince's orders, he'll kill us.

Guards: (stay thinking and thinking what to do like winnie pooh)

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the dungeons.

Lancelot: (arrives carring a plate of food, rehearsing his lines in a whisper to himself) I came to bring food to the prisoner, I came to bring food to the prisoner... (stands up before the guard, determinated) I came to bring food to the...! (sees the guard is knocked out) prisoner?

Merlin: (gets out of a shadow) You're late 😒.

Lancelot: (jumps out of his skin, screaming) Aaaah! What the- How did you-

Merlin: Magic. (Takes the knocked out guard's sword and starts going up the stairs to the exit)

Lancelot: Right. (Follows him and they walk side by side) Morgana saw Arthur and Sophia leave the castle, so Gaius sent me for you.

Merlin: (sighs) Figured as much. Where there any horses in your escape plan?

Lancelot: Yes, actually.

Merlin: Good. We're going to need them.

Back with the guards at the entrance of the castle.

Guard 1: (with a coin in hand) Face we die by the king.

Guard 2: Seal we die by the prince.

Guard 1: (Flips the coin)

Guard 2: (looks the result) We die by the king.

Guard 1: (sighs) To sneak the servant out of the dungeons it is. (About to leave)

Guard 2: Wait! Look! (Points something in the distance)

Guard 1: (looks) Isn't that the prince's manservant?

Guard 2: And he's escaping! 😨 And with the horses! 😱

Guard 1: Who's that with him?

Guard 2: We have to tell the King inmediatly! (About to go inside)

Guard 1: Wait! Don't you see? This is perfect!

Guard 2: (confused) What?

Guard 1: We don't have to go against the King's orders now! 😃

Guard 2: You're right! 😃 We're save! 😄

Guards: (celebrate)

Guard 1: We still have to tell the King the prisoner escaped though. It would be suspicious if we don't.

Guard 2: We will, we will. Just... give him a head start.

Guards: (wait)

Meanwhile, in the woods. Lancelot and Merlin riding side by side.

Merlin: (stops) It's here. (Gets off his horse)

Lancelot: (gets off too) Do you know how to break the love echantment?

Merlin: Killing Sophia. (Starts echanting the sword)

Lancelot: Not that I don't support that, but maybe in a way that doesn't involve killing? Just to have options.

Merlin: (ends echanting the sword) This is sidhe magic, it's almost imposible to undo. (Gives sword to Lancelot) Here, you can defend yourself with this. (Starts running in direction of the lake)

Lancelot: Wait! (Stops Merlin by the arm) Merlin, we need a plan.

Merlin: (impacient and desperate) There's no time! Arthur could be dying as we speak!

Lamcelot: You said "almost imposible to undo", so there is a way.

Merlin: It doesn't matter!

Lancelot: As the only no magic user here who is going to confront two powerful magical creatures, it matters a lot to me! What if she puts a spell on me too and turns me against you? I need to know!

Merlin: (sighs, exasperated) Fine! As far as I know, I great act of true love can break any love echantment. The more efective ones would be a true love kiss or the loss of someone you love. But Arthur isn't in love with anyone and Sophia will be too busy trying to drown him in the lake to echant you, so you don't have to worry about that. Can we go now?

Lancelot: Sure. (Thinking while they go to the lake) To think everything could have been avoided with a kiss 🤦‍♂️. But now I get why she didn't try to kill Merlin when she had the chance. The loss of Merlin would break Arthur for sure.

At the lake. Sophia in the lake with Arthur while Aulfric is at the lakeside.

Aulfric: (echanting) Ia bend dǽdon níwe. Cúðon gare íewe deahl sǽ áre. Sé áre. Ig bæþ deahl sǽ néah. Déaþ ór cwylþ óga him. An wén.

Echanted Arthur: (holding hands with Sophia, between confused and mesmerised by her) I... what is happening?

Sophia: (sweetly) It's our wedding, silly.

Echanted Arthur: (smiles brightly) Really? Am I doing it correctly?

Sophia: (Nods and caresses his face) You are doing just fine. Just look at me. (Her eyes glow red) Look at me.

Merlin: (hiding behind a bush, whispers a spell to make Aulfric staff go to him) Onbregdan.

Aulfric: (feeling his staff move, holds it tigher, stops echanting and turns to Merlin) You think we didn't know you were coming? (Points the staff to Merlin) Na þing biþ! (A lighting gets out of the staff to hit Merlin)

Merlin: (stands up) Scildan! (Blocks the attack with a magic shield)

Sophia: (from the lake, shouts worried) father!

Aulfric: I got this! Don't break the eye contact!

Sophia: (brings her attention back to Arthur)

Merlin: Swilte, gold beorþ! (Throws a lighting at him too)

Aulfric: (blocks it easily with his staff without conjuring a spell, laughs) Is that all you got?

Merlin: Actually, I can conjure earthquakes, lightings and fires that could burn an entire forest.

Aulfric: (laughs again) And why haven't you done that?

Merlin: (smiles) Because now I'm just a distraction.

Aulfric: (confused) What...?

Lancelot: (stabs him from behind with the sword)

Aulfric: (drops dead on the ground)

Sophia: (screams horrified) NO! FATHER!

Merlin: (picks up Aulfric's staff and is about to use it to kill Sophia)

Sophia: (Puts Arthur infront of her, a hand on his neck, eyes glowing red with fury) Try anything and he dies!

Echanted Arthur: (eyes blank and no emotion on his face, basically being handled like a puppet)

Merlin: (scared, but tries not to show it) You won't kill him. You need him to go to Avalon.

Sophia: I don't care about that enymore! (Tears of anguish and anger run down her eyes) My father is dead! This was our dream and he worked so hard for me to have it... and he suffered a pathetic mortal death because of you! (To Arthur) Gewseorc, hine beclyppe!

Echanted Arthur: (starts to choke, like he's being strangled)

Merlin: (shouts in panic) Arthur! (About to go into the lake)

Sophia: Stop right there or I'll soffocate him to death!

Merlin: (stops, fearing for Arthur's life)

Sophia: This is what is going to happen. (Gets closer to the lakeside holding Arthur hostage) We will go back to the castle. You (points at Lancelot) will be arrested and executed for killing a Lord (turns to Merlin) and I will continue the wedding to make sure to make your life a living hell!

Lancelot: (suddenly holds Merlin from behind and puts the sword at Merlin's throat)

Merlin: (more than confused) What are you doing?

Lancelot: (whispers) Trust me. (Raises his voice again) I'm sorry, Merlin. But I won't die for you! (Shouts to Sophia) I'll kill him myself, my lady! Please let me live! I'm too young to die!

Sophia: You think I'm going to forgive you that easily!

Echanted Arthur: (blinks like waking up from a dream and mumbles quietly) Merlin?

Lancelot: I'll do it right now! (Pretends he's about to cut Merlin's throat)

Echanted Arthur: (opens his eye wide and shouts, frantic) MERLIN! (runs forward to stop Lancelot, freeing himself from Sophia)

Lancelot: (lets go of Merlin to hold Arthur and shouts) Merlin, now!

Merlin: (uses the staff to break the chain around Sophia's neck with magic)

Sophia: NO! (Looks frantic for the necklace that fell in the water)

Merlin: (takes Lancelot's sword, goes to Sophia and stabs her several times, while screaming furiously)

Echanted Arthur: (crying, while trying to free himself from Lancelot) NOOOO! SOPHIA!

Lancelot: (still holding Arthur, looking at Merlin disturbed) That... was unecessary. 😰

Merlin: (leaves Sophia's corpse floating, gets out of the lake all cover in blood and drops the sword)

Arthur: (coming back to his senses) So...phia? (Stops struggling) Wha... Where am I? (wipes his tears, confused) Why am I crying?

Lancelot: (lets go of Arthur, happy) Your Highness! You are back!

Arthur: (looks Merlin is all covered in blood and panics) Merlin! 😨 (Runs to him and checks him, anxiously) What happened to you?! Where are your injuries?! (Tries to take off his clothes)

Merlin: (Stops him) The blood is not mine, I'm fine. (Holds his face, to check closer his neck and eyes with concern) Can you breath correctly?

Arthur: (blushing at the sudden closeness) Yes, I think I do.

Merlin: Are you lucid? You don't... you don't love Sophia anymore?

Arthur: (frowns, confused) Who is Sophia?

Merlin: (sighs in relief) You are fine.... (Pushes him away from him abruptly in poorly hidden anger) There's nothing wrong with you, my lord. I'm so glad.

Arthur: Hey! You can't just push your prince like that! 😡

Merlin: (composes himself) You are right. Forgive me, sire. It won't happen again.

Arthur: ...

Arthur: Merlin, are you alright?

Merlin: (too politely) Of course, sire. Forgive my impertinence, sire. I just didn't want to stain your royal clothes with mine (stresses the word) sire.

Arthur: ... Okay? (Looks around) Uhm... Can someone explain to me why there are two dead bodies here? What on earth happened?

Lancelot: You don't remember anything, sire?

Arthur: Not really, the last thing I remember is being with Merlin in the woods fighting some bandits and... No, wait... (starts remembering) There was a girl, I think... she- (open his eyes wide and pales, shouting) I GOT ENGAGED! 😱 How could my father consent that? 😡

Lancelot: Well you asked him to let you marry Sophia quite nicely, sire.

Arthur: I did what?! 😨

Merlin: (crosses his arms, looking to the side) Yes, you were pretty entusiastic about it, my lord.

Arthur: But I would never! I was... echanted! Yes, I remember now! (Turns to Merlin) You told me Sophia was echanting me! And Morgana, she tried to warn me about her too. But I- (opens his eyes wide as another memory assults him, suddenly furious) YOU ATTACKED A NOBEL LADY PUBLICLY?! 😡 WHAT WHERE YOU THINKING?!

Merlin: Oh, I'm sorry for not worrying about property when I was trying to save your ungrateful royal ass! 😡 (composes himself and adds) My lord.

Arthur: I am grateful. But my father could have killed you for that!

Lancelot: Well, he did send Merlin to the dungeons.

Arthur: WHAT?! 😨

Lancelot: But I sneaked him out from there before the king decided a sentence for him and we went after you.

Arthur: You sneaked a prisoner out of the dungeons...

Lancelot: Yes.

Arthur: So Merlin now is a fugitive and you are an accomplice.

Merlin: We didn't exactly have a choice, my lord.

Arthur: I know, I know, I just... (brings a hand to his forehead, thinking distressed) How the hell I'm going to get Merlin out of this!

Lancelot: Do you remember anything else, sire?

Arthur: Yes, uhm... Sophia and her father brought me here. They were doing some kind of ritual.

Merlin: They were sidhes, creatures of magic, my lord. They were trying to sacrifice your life so they could go to Avalon, apparently. Why they chose you especificilly completely baffles me.

Lancelot: (worried) Anything else, sire?

Merlin: (pales, thinking) Fuck, I forgot he saw me using magic!

Arthur: I... (remembers Lancelot and Merlin arriving, Merlin using magic and killing Sophia) Uh... No, that's all I remember.

Merlin and Lancelot: (sigh in relief)

Arthur: So... (points the corpses again) I'm assuming these are the sidhes. How did you defeat them?

Merlin: Well-

Lancelot: It was me, sire! I slayed them both with my sword. (Thinking) Merlin is in enough trouble as it is to have muder on his list of crimes too.

Arthur: You slayed two powerful creatures of magic all on your own. 🤨

Lancelot: Yes sire, Merlin helped of course. Acting as...uhm...

Merlin: A distraction.

Lancelot: Exactly! It was team effort.

Arthur: Not that I don't believe your word, Lancelot, but then why is my manservant the only one covered in blood?

Lancelot: ...

Merlín: ...

Lancelot: I also have blood. (Points the only little stain he has) Here.

Merlin: Yeah, it's just that... I kind of got in the way... when he was... slaying them.

Arthur: (thinking) Do they believe me this stupid? Really? (Says) Alright, we'll talk about the details later. Now we need to hide the bodies.

Merlin: Why?

Arthur: Well, I don't know. Maybe because you were seen attacking Sophia and you textually said you would kill her in front of the king? So when they find out you escaped from the dungeons and search for you and find the corpses of Sophia and her father laying here, who do you think they're going to believe killed them?

Merlin: Oh, you seem to remember quite a lot of details of what happened, sire. (Accusing) Tell me, how conscious were you really, my lord?

Arthur: What? What does that have to do with-

Lancelot: Sorry for interrumping your spat, but though I agree with your highness, I don't think we have enough time. Search parties must be looking either for the prince or for the prince's manservant as we speak. There's no way we can dig a hole to bury the bodies so fast.

Merlin: Oh, that's easy. There are ropes on the horses we brought with us, right?

Lancelot: Yes, I believe so.

Merlin: We can tie them with the ropes to heavy rocks and then throw them in the lake so they sink to the bottom. No one will look there, problem solved.

Arthur: ...

Lancelot: ...

Merlin: What?

Arthur: You seem to know a lot about hiding bodies.

Merlin: It's simple logic and fisics, my lord. Someone would think that with all your royal education you would know. (Sighs) Let's get this over with. (Walks away to go to the horses)

Arthur: (walks behind with Lancelot, whispering to him) He's been calling me "sire" and "my lord" for far too long. Is he mad at me?

Lancelot: He's definitely mad at you.

Arthur: But why?!

Lancelot: Well, you weren't very nice to him when you were echanted.

Arthur: It's not my fault! I was echanted!

Lancelot: That's right and he knows but...

Arthur: But?

Lancelot: If a drunk man killed a woman and his defense at court was that he was drunk when he did it, would that make him less guilty infront of the Jugde.

Arthur: ...

Lancelot: Just give him time, sire.

Time skip. After they hidded the bodies.

Arthur: Great. Now we need to get rid of your clothes. (About to help Merlin off his clothes)

Merlin: (stops him and says dryly) I'm perfectly capable of undressing myself, my lord. Thank you (turns his back to him and starts taking off his jacket, shirt and neckerchief with hard movements).

Lancelot: (To Arthur) Your eyes, sire.

Arthur: (takes his eyes off Merlin, blushing) I was not looking anything.

Merlin: (finishes taking off all his top clothes) My pants are clean.

Arthur: Are you sure?

Lancelot: Sire! 😠

Arthur: I was just making sure!

Merlin: (folds his clothes) I'll get rid of these.

Lancelot: (takes Merlin clothes from him) No, I better do it. The sooner you're far from this place or any evidence, the better. (To Arthur) You can take my horse, sire. Well, technically it's your horse but... you know...

Arthur: Of course. (Turns to Merlin) Merlin-

Merlin: (Just passes him and goes ahead)

Arthur: (sighs) Was I really that mean?

Lancelot: (mumbles) Rather you were too nice to Sophia.

Arthur: What?

Lancelot: I said you better hurry, sire. (Leaves to get rid of the clothes)

Time skip. Merlin and Arthur with the horses.

Merlin: (prepares get on his horse)

Arthur: Do you need help with-

Merlin: No, my lord.

Arthur: (Notices Merlin is shivering a bit) Wait, put on this. (Takes off his jacket) My cape is still wet, but I think this is dry enough-

Merlin: I don't need anything from you, my lord, thank you.

Arthur: Look, Merlin. I'm sorry, alright? If a treated you badly while I was... that was not fair to you and you deserve an apology.

Merlin: You don't have to apologise, sire. You were echanted. I understand.

Arthur: Then why do you keep calling sire?

Merlin: Because that's what you are, sire.

Arthur: See? You are still mad!

Merlin: I'm not mad! 😠

Arthur: Yes you are! 😠

Merlin: I'm not! 😠

Arthur: Fine, be mad. But I won't let you catch a cold so put on this! (gives Merlin his jacket rughly)

Merlin: Is that an order?

Arthur: Will you put it on if it wasn't?

Merlin: No.

Arthur: Then it is an order. Put it on. Now.

Merlin: (puts on the jacket angryly and gets on the horse)

Time skip. Merlin and Arthur ride side by side in an uncomfortable silence until they encounter a search party.

Knight 1: Sire! You're back.

Knight 2: And the... prisoner is with you.

Arthur: He's no prisoner. We're in our way back to the castle. You can scolt us if you like.

Knight 1: But, sire, the King order us to arrest the boy.

Arthur: I'll talk to him to solve this, but Merlin is coming with me.

Knight 2: But-

Arthur: (raises his voice, more sternly) I said I will solve this! Understood?

Knights: (frightened) Yes, sire. (start scolting them to the castle)

Knight 1: (whispers to knight 2) Isn't the servant wearing the prince's jacket?

Knight 2: (whispers back) Yep.

Knight 1: You think they...?

Knight 2: Totally.

Knight 1: And Lady Sophia is no where to be seen.

Knight 2: Want to keep being a knight?

Knight 1: Yes.

Knight 2: Then hear and see, but stay silent.

Time skip. Merlin and Arthur in the throne room with the king and Morgana.

Uther: Horseplay?

Arthur: Yes, Merlin and Sophia were just horseplaying, but it kind of... got out of hand.

Uther: ...

Merlin: (thinking) This is the best excuse you could have come up with? Really? 🤦‍♂️

Morgana: My lord, if you allow me, I noticed Lady Sophia didn't like Merlin from the start. She even told me once she wanted to get rid of him. Merlin as a servant can't say no to the wishes of a Lady. It wouldn’t surprise me if she wanted to get Merlin into trouble on porpuse through this... horseplay.

Arthur: (crosses eyes with Morgana and gives her a grateful smile)

Uther: Even if that were true, it doesn't change the fact that he escaped from the dungeons!

Arthur: He didn't escape, I ordered some guards to free him before I left.

Uther: The guards were knocked out!

Arthur: I ordered them to be discret.

Uther: (sighs) I'm going to corroborate this story later. Where is Lady Sophia?

Arthur: Yeah, about that... we decided to break our engagement by mutual agreedment and she left with her father.

Uther: What?! But you were so in love with one another.

Arthur: We were but... sometimes love can be... fleeting too.

Merlin: (snorts)

Uther: And it had nothing with the fact that this boy went after you.

Arthur: I had already broken our engagement and given her my farewells when Merlin found me. He apologised for his behavior and explained to me what really happened. (Puts an arm around Merlin) He even brought me a horse to ride back more comfortably, because he's such a considerate servant.

Merlin: (gets the arm off him)

Uther: (thinking) Either he made my son cover for him or managed to make him believe this stupid lie, this seductive demon is more dangerous than I thought! (Says) It's a shame Sophia and you didn't work out, (looks at Merlin, severely) Though I don't blame her, honestly. This boy still needs to learn his place. You should at the very least, fire him. In fact, I'm firing him.

Arthur: But, father-

Uther: I'm not leaving the boy without salary. He would still be Gaius apprentice, so don't tell I'm being too hard on him. You should be grateful I'm not sending him to the dungeons again after this.

Arthur: But that's not fair! It was all a big misunderstanding!

Uther: Do you really expect me to believe-

Merlin: I quit.

Uther: ...

Arthur: ...

Uther and Arthur: What? 😧

Merlin: I quit being the Prince's manservant. Can I leave now?

Arthur: You can't quit! 😡

Uther: Yes, you're not quiting! I'm firing you! 😡

Merlin: Okay, I'm fired. Can I leave now?

Arthur: Merlin!

Uther: You insolent brat! Get out of my sight! 😡

Merlin: With pleasure, sire (bows and makes a gesture to leave)

Arthur: (stops him by the arm) No! You are not fired! I'm rehiring you! 😡

Uther: Arthur!

Merlin: (exasperated and tired) Alright! I'm rehired! Can I please, PLEASE just leave?

Morgana: You are dimissed Merlin.

Merlin: (frees from Arthur rughly and leaves)

Arthur: Merlin! (makes a gesture to go after him)

Uther: Don't you dare go after him! 😡

Morgana: For once I agree with the King, Arthur. Let him be, he must have gone for quite an ordeal.

Arthur: (sighs and looks where Merlin left, sad)

Time skip. Arthur encounters Morgana in a hallway.

Arthur: Hey! Can I speak with you for a sec?

Morgana: (surprised cause Arthur hasn't talked to her on his own will for a while) Sure, what is it?

Arthur: I wanted to thank you for helping Merlin and for trying to warn me about Sophia and all. You were right about her, I should have listened to you, I'm sorry.

Morgana: (smiles) Arthur, it's okay, I don't blame you. You were echanted. Besides, saying I saw Sophia killing you in my dream, even in your right mind I would have understand if you didn't believe me.

Arthur: It's not just that. I know I haven't been very nice to you lately. I was... going through stuff and I took it out on you. I'm sorry.

Morgana: (teasing) The great Arthur Pendragon apologising two times in one day? That's a record!

Arthur: (still very ashamed) Will you forgive me?

Morgana: (gives him a comforting smile) Of course, you silly. (Hugs him)

Arthur: (thinking while hugging her) I missed you so much. Gods, please let me keep her. Let me keep my sister too. I don't want to lose her again.

Merlin: (passes by)

Arthur: (separates the hug inmediatly) Oh, hi, Merlin.

Merlin: My lord. (Bows and leaves)

Morgana: Uh... did something happen?

Arthur: (vents, frustrated) He's been mad at me since Sophia! Acting all respectful and proper like-

Morgana: Like an actual servant?

Arthur: Yes! It's anoying! 😠 I get that maybe I treated him badly while I was echanted, but this is not fair! I'm not the drunk man! The drunk man chose to get drunk before killing that woman, but I didn't choose to get echanted! So he doesn't get to be mad at me for something I didn't have any control over! 😡

Morgana: (confused) Who's the drunk man?

Arthur: Lancelot.

Morgana: Lancelot killed a woman! 😨

Arthur: No! He gave me this metaphor about a drunk man killing a woman-The point is Merlin has no right to be mad at me!

Morgana: (in disbelief) You think Merlin is mad at you... because you treated him badly while you were echanted?

Arthur: And it wasn't even that bad! From what I remember, I still was pretty considerate of him if you ask me. My attention was mostly on Sophia.

Morgana: Oh, gods 🤦‍♀️. You really don't know, do you?

Arthur: What?!

Morgana: Merlin is not mad at you because you treated him badly especifically.

Arthur: Then why is he mad at me?! 😡

Morgana: (unsure) I don't think I can tell you.

Arthur: What? Why? 😨

Morgana: It's not really my place to say.

Arthur: (begs) Morgana, please! I need to know! I can't handle his respectfulness anymore! He even woke me up at the right time this morning, I can't stand it!

Morgana: Well, if Merlin has been the one echanted to love someone else and has brushed that love at your face every 5 seconds and even almost married that person, wouldn't you be mad at him?

Arthur: Yes, but that's because I- (realises) Oh...

Morgana: Yes, oh.

Arthur: He... he's jealous?

Morgana: Again, it’s not my place to say.

Arthur: (smiles) He is jealous.

Morgana: Don't smile! 😠

Arthur: I'm not smiling (smiles)

Morgana: You did it again! 😠

Arthur: Alright, I'll stop. (hopeful) So... he loves me?

Morgana: Love is a very strong word. I would say he likes you, though I don't believe he's aware of it. He's been pretty oblivious to your advances and he may not even be aware he likes men that way.

Arthur: (keeps smiling)

Morgana: Stop it! May I remind you Merlin is still mad at you and you are not precisely in his good side right now?

Arthur: (turns serious) You're right. Sorry. What do I do then?

Morgana: (crosses her arms) Why should I help you? 🤨

Arthur: Because you would cut your own arms and legs for me? 🥺

Morgana: You! (Shoves him) I should have know you would use that against me!

Arthur: (whines) Morgana!

Morgana: (sighs) Fine, here's what you should do.

Time skip. Merlin and Arthur arrive at the stables of a horse seller.

Horse seller: These are our finest horses and mares, your highness.

Arthur: (looks at the horses carefully)

Horse seller: Has one caught your attention, sire?

Arthur: Not really. (turns to Merlin) Pick one.

Merlin: (confused) What?

Arthur: I need to pick one before I get back.

Merlin: Then you pick one, my lord.

Arthur: I'm doing it by ordering you to do it.

Merlin: That doesn't make any sense...

Arthur: It's an order from your prince, Merlin. Pick one.

Merlin: (rolls his eyes, but looks at the horses until his eyes stops in one) This one is pretty. (Aproaches a young black mare and smiles) What's your name, precious?

Horse seller: Oh, it doesn't have a name and it's barely more than 3 years, quite young and savage still, but a pure blood nonetheless.

Mare: (lets herself being caressed by Merlin and neighs, happily)

Merlin: (giggles) She seems pretty docile to me.

Arthur: (To the horse seller) I want that one.

Horse seller: Of course, sire. At what name shall I put the papers? Yours or the king?

Arthur: My manservant.

Merlin: WHAT?! 😨

Arthur: I'm buying this mare for you.

Merlin: Are you insane?! 😠

Horse seller: I'll go get the papers. (Leaves)

Merlin: (whisper yells) Rumors in the castle are bad enough as it is! They are saying I'm some jealous misstress of yours! Some even think the reason Sophia never came back was because I killed her out of jealousy!

Arthur: (whispers back, smirking) Didn't you?

Merlin: What?!

Arthur: I mean, you did help Lancelot kill her.

Merlin: To safe your life! Not out of jealousy, you arrogant prat! 😡 So what do you think they're gonna say when I come back to the citadel with my own horse?!

Arthur: I don't care what others say or think. No, actually, I do care about what one person says or thinks: you. Your opinion matters to me, Merlin, more than anybody else's.

Merlin: Yeah, you care about it so much you brought me here without telling me you were planning to buy me a horse!

Arthur: Because I wanted it to be a surprise, you idiot! And I couldn't exactly wrap a horse.

Merlin: ...

Merlin: Wait, this mare is a gift for me?

Arthur: No, I buy horses for my servants every day. Yes! This is a gift for you, Merlin!

Merlin: Oh... (blushes)

Arthur: What did you think I was doing?

Merlin: Getting me in more trouble with your father? He's not going to be happy about this, Arthur.

Arthur: (smiles) You called me Arthur. Does this mean I'm forgiven?

Merlin: (smiles apologetically) There was really nothing to forgive. I'm sorry. I was being inmature.

Arthur: It's alright. I understand why you were upset. If a man killed a woman an then got drunk-wait that's not how it was.

Merlin: Was what?

Arthur: Never mind. (Holds Merlin's hands) You know, even when I was echanted I never gave Sophia any gifts. (Gets closer) Nor a horse... or a flower in a pot. (And closer)

Merlin: (blushes) A...Arthur? 😳

Arthur: (looks down at Merlin's lips)

Horse seller: (arriving) Here are the papers, sire! 😊

Merlin: (pulls away from Arthur quickly all red)

Arthur: (kills the horse seller with his eyes)

Horse seller: Uh... should I... come back later or...?

Merlin: No! Not at all! Where do I sign?

Arthur: (confused) I thought you didn't want the horse?

Merlin: Well, I figure if I'm going to be the talk of the castle, better live up to them. (Signs the papers)

Arthur: (thinking, smiling) I need to thank Morgana for this.

BONUS SCENE:

Morgana: I told you a small gesture! SMALL! Like flowers, chocolates, a love letter! NOT A FUCKING HORSE!

...

I think this and the previous post are the longest I've written so far! I had so much fun exploring this episode with tree Merlin and future Arthur.

Credits to my best friend, Rosangela, who gave me crucial ideas for this, like the cat fight and the say of the drunk man XD

Any ideas for names for Merlin's mare?

[burningcheese-merchant]

No, Merchant, feel free to complain to your hearts content. I'm certainly much meaner to ugly blue alastoroncelerbillcipherspamton from temu and every last inch of his undeserved popularity. I seethe because as an Ovenbreak player of SEVEN YEARS, none of my faves get remembered in a tweet, let alone merchandise. The dragons, who all took over five years to collectively come out, got a pin set and devsis wiped their asses with them then moved on. I waited over a YEAR for another sugar nova odyssey update to come out because xylitol nova and astronaut are my favorite cookies ever and I'm still fucking waiting 🫠 meanwhile the beasts are getting shat out every 3 months with the most rushed nonsensical recycled plotlines held together with scotch tape because making profit is what really matters here, not competent storytelling. I wouldn't even be this furious if the beasts got equal attention and spotlight but we both know that's not true hahaha 😬 they love to shove their (really badly designed) golden cow in our faces because Smilk was lab engineered to get sexyman tumblr girlies screaming their heads off while not even being 1/4th the interesting character they want you desperately think he is. JUSTICE for burning spice, mystic flour, and everyone else who will get done dirty for this boring walmart Jevil 😒

Oh my gosh 🤣🤣🤣 tell us how you REALLY feel, Anon, let it all out. It's not healthy to bottle up your emotions like that (you might want to stay anonymous though, I don't think either of us want an angry mob at your doorstep lol)

I'm anticipating a ramble (as I am wont to do) so under the cut it goes

Gonna start by saying I DO like Shadow Milk. I really do. It took me a little while for him to grow on me when he first appeared, admittedly (ESPECIALLY his voice...), but I am genuinely fond of the little blue jester man. But he's certainly not my favorite, far from it. That title belongs to Burning Spice and Burning Spice alone lol. The only reason I ever turned the English audio back on (I usually play the game in Japanese, I love hearing my fave anime characters speak lol) was so I could hear that gorgeous baritone of his... Burning Spice is everything to me. I love his design, I love his voice, I love his dialogue, I love his personality, I love him soooooo much. He's my babygirl. If Silent Salt turns out anything like the character I've constructed inside of my head, then he will share the #1 spot with Spice. I'll go ahead and say that right away

I'm upset because, like you said, it feels like he got majorly shafted while Shadow Milk gets all the praise and attention. Mystic Flour as well, poor girl, but I'm focusing on Spice just to drive the point home a bit better. He didn't even get a fucking countdown. What was his little merch thing? That weird ass candle (I thought it was a vase at first lol) and that's it. Furthermore, his story feels the least developed. There was and is SO MUCH that could have been said about him as a person as well as his dynamic/connection with Golden Cheese, that wasn't for whatever reason. Episodes 5 and 6 feel like they're missing something (and you feel what the "something" is in that brief flashback to Spice's past. There's more to what became of him than "I was bored", there HAS to be. Boredom is a symptom, not the cause. I maintain that this theory of mine has merit, and it would've been nice if they dove deeper into it than they did), you know? And I hate it. I hate that Spice is basically the forgotten middle child of the Beasts while Shadow Milk gets all the glory. Seriously, for Shadow Milk:

They changed their YT avatar to him for a while (it has ALWAYS been Gingerbrave, they never changed it once to anyone else all these years). iirc they did this on Twitter too

They dedicate an HOUR LONG commentary video to episode 7 and Shadow Milk (arguably fair, because it WAS the 4th anniversary. But even so. Did they do this for any other Beast? Any other episode? Any other anniversary?)

They give him a costume (a legendary one, at that) plus a set with his Ancient. NO OTHER Beast/Ancient pair has that, and I struggle to imagine they ever will. Do you understand what I would do to have a BS/GC costume set? DO YOU???

They make an exclusive, limited edition plushie (that caused a massive shitstorm iirc, justice for everyone that got fucked over during that and fuck scalpers)

They make a whole ass pop-up store event themed entirely around Shadow Milk and episodes 7 and 8

Why? Because he's the fan favorite lol. He's long since been the golden child of this community, and now we know he's Devsisters' golden child, too. (And they're desperate for money because they're drowning in debt. That's also probably why they released Shadow Milk on the 3rd anniversary: to drum up interest on a milestone anniversary by bringing in a beloved character. Thematically/narratively, Shadow Milk should've been released last. But that's just my opinion.)

Again, I really do like Shadow Milk. I call him "Walmart Bill Cipher" affectionately (and because he genuinely does remind me of Bill. In fact, I think Bill might've inspired SM to some degree). But it's unfortunate that other characters, the other Beasts especially, are pushed aside and ignored just so Shadow Milk can hog all the spotlight. It is with a very intense grimace that I agree that Shadow Milk is a Tumble sexyman. He fits the stereotype to a T. It would serve us all well to accept that truth. He even got added to the Tumblr sexyman wiki before it turned to flour lol. Burning Spice is... NOT a Tumblr sexyman. He is a regular old hunk. Tumblr was never in the business of liking big, beefy hunks, at least not the Tumblr I knew 10 years ago lol.

I'm also, to reference it again, just really disappointed that so little was and is done to explore the other Beast/Ancient pairs - and the fandom is guilty of this, too (not to knock the PV/SM anaylses at all! They're all fantastic and I genuinely do understand and love the deep, complex connection between them!). To go back to BS and GC, because they're my lifeblood (not just for shipping reasons I swear)... it's particularly egregious to me that THEIR dynamic wasn't given the attention and detail it deserves. They are LIFE AND DEATH, the very foundation of the world itself, things I (personally) consider significantly more important than truth and deceit because it is from life and death that all else springs forth. Truth and deceit are things you actively look for; life (abundance) and death (destruction) are just there, everywhere you look, even within yourself. You can close your eyes, ears, heart to the truth and you can learn to shun, decipher, defend against deceit; there is no escape from life nor death. None whatsoever. And so much can be done with that. So much can be done with them. Burning Spice and Golden Cheese need each other in the exact same way that Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla need each other. They parallel each other quite a bit, too. They're so similar and so different. They could have and SHOULD HAVE had so much to say to and about each other, like what Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla have. But that didn't happen. Didn't happen with Dark Cacao and Mystic Flour, either. All of that love and care and philosophical exploration goes to the clown and the Jesus Christ allegory. Which is FINE, I'm not saying to leave those two hanging, just... show some of that love to the beefcake and the bird, too. And Korean Batman (Cacao reminds me of Batman, I'm sorry 🤣) and Ms. Angel of Death, too. Please, man. Truth and Deceit aren't the only dichotomy that matters and is worthy of thought and discussion

(and oh my God, dude. The Ovenbreak shit. I've been playing for as long as you, and that shit is diabolical at this point. We get ONE dragon update a year, and they always leave us on the most painful cliffhanger of all time each time. (And this last one... I have many issues, but the most glaring one of all: WHERE THE FUCK IS FIRE SPIRIT??? WHY ISN'T HE IN THE STORY??? HE IS INTRINSICALLY LINKED TO PITAYA DRAGON! THEY HAVE AN UNBREAKABLE BOND BECAUSE OF THEIR DEAL THAT GRANTED HIM SOME OF PITAYA'S POWER AND SAVED HIS LIFE! HE SHOULD BE AN INTEGRAL PART OF THIS ARC! HE SHOULD BE AT THE FOREFRONT! IF PITAYA GETS HURT, HE GETS HURT! FIRE SPIRIT'S WELL-BEING IS DIRECTLY TIED TO PITAYA'S AND THE DRAGON'S VALLEY AND BOTH ARE IN SERIOUS JEOPARDY!!! Oh God I can scream about this for so long. I have a similar issue with the Red Dragon arc in CRK, WHY WASN'T FIRE SPIRIT THERE?) I LOVE the dragons, I love their relationship with each other, I love the conflict between them, even the unique bonds/quarrels between specific ones! And their storyline is picked up and dropped over and over again, left to collect dust until they feel like continuing the story. Hell, remember Gingerbrave and co.'s quest to find where that wizard compass is pointing, and to find a place for them to build a peaceful life away from the Witches? Me neither lol. Sea Fairy's great sacrifice with Sugarteara and the cursed pearl? (SF was done SO dirty in Kingdom, she's an actual character in OB and in CRK all she cares about is Moonlight, to the point that she lets an entire civilization fall to ruin because she refuses to do her fucking job) The Xylitol gang... Well, as of writing this, that's the next update... Which will give us another legendary cookie, hardly 3 months after Dreamweaver lol. Fuck Stevia Nova, I already don't give a damn. Give me more Xylitol Nova and Astronaut and that's it

I have a lot more to say (especially about BS and GC, God I could talk about them FOREVER, they're so interesting to me), but I think I've rambled enough lol. All the love for Shadow Milk, truly, but all the love and justice for Burning Spice and the other Beasts and every other character that gets ignored, too

[zozoisdabesyo]

.ೃ࿔*:･[SHADOW MILK X READER]⋆.ೃ࿔*:

382 words [oneshot]

ੈ✩‧₊˚You are Shadow Milk Cookie's husband, taking care of your pregnant... husband!?ੈ✩‧₊˚

One night, you two were getting freaky, and now you’ve made a terrible mistake.

Shadow Milk was relaxing on the couch, hand on his pregnant stomach. Everything was peaceful and calming—until you hear a vociferous howl coming from your husband.

**Shadow Milk Cookie:** "OH MY GOD! I'M IN LABOR!!!"

You run to your husband, who is bawling and low-key tweaking on the couch. You try to pick him up, but he’s too heavy, so you grab a hand trolley to transport him to the car. As you place him into the car, you discover another problem: your broken-down van. The engine won't start, so you resort to pushing the car all the way to the hospital.

**You:** "DAMN! You’re too fat, honey..."

**Shadow Milk Cookie:** "SYBAU! I’m delivering a baby!"

Hours pass until you finally reach the hospital. A group of doctors and nurses rush over to the car you were pushing. You eventually pass out from the effort.

When you wake up, you look into the car—and there your husband is, cradling an ugly newborn baby in his hands.

**Shadow Milk Cookie:** "I’m gonna name him... how about Moldy Camembert Cheese?"

He looks serious about that nasty name.

**Shadow Milk Cookie:** "Wait, where are you going? Why are you leaving us?!"

You start running away from the scene, unable to bear the awful truth of your mistakes. Shadow Milk and the baby start yelling and sobbing as you flee from your responsibilities, you douchebag. 😒

THE END

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lovely fanart made by me:

[turndon100-blog]

Regardless of the past, do not ask the future

link click live action was so much fun!

I had added this randomly into my watchlist few months back and it turned out absolute gold.

The funniest scene was probably when xiaoshi kept calling for luguang after they mistakenly entered the pre-match picture 😭 look where greed got you my boy! I was so scared he'd change the main node lmao but phew he saved the day! This boy literally went "I DEFENDED MY IDOL". masterpiece 🤣

Or when Qiao ling found their secret 😭 and xiaoshi made 5 versions of the story lol but thanks to her, these silly boys continued to work together.

Actually I loved how xiaoshi started studying about the cases beforehand so that he'd make no mistakes. Always giving 200% , a true hero and and I love him so much because what do you mean he learnt to ride the bike just for lu Guang 🥺

umm.... I'm sad they didn't mention that Lu Guang was an Artist, until the later end of the show?? I wish we had gotten more of this!

Surprising mentions of The Rabindranath Tagore? Yes please, more references to remarkable artists! The lines quoted from Stray Birds:

"what you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow"

"Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves."

"This life is the crossing of a sea, where we meet in the same narrow ship. In death we reach the shore and go to our different worlds."

I hate that they made me cry for 2 episodes straight but it's okay I survived!

Let's talk about that psychologist, brother went 0 to 100 real quick and expected us to believe his dead gf sap story 🙄 And oh that bookmarker climax!!! I thought I was ready for it but damn that bit was so good, my mouth hung open, mind blown! Anyways, you can't be redeemed be whatever your reason.

4th wall being broken? Love to see it 🤣

on a side note, all the actors were so good because everyone being controlled by xiaoshi was believable only because of that!👏🏼

The only thing that was bad in this series for me were those broken english subtitles 😒

Shall we talk about this look!!!!!! 😍

Maybe I should watch the original source too since it seems like there are 3 seasons (?) and really good arcs hmmm.

[dailymothanon]

Cali 🐻 his name is Francisco I think, he never takes anything seriously and narcissistic and everyone is tired of him always 😒 (think like. Golden child. Because golden state or something) he has a pet baby bear named Ross… he also has fire scars n such I just. Didn’t feel like drawing them. He’s genderfluid too. Oh and also he has like this shadow creature thing of him but dw about that honestly he’s pretty chill. And his hair is an off-white because of the sandy beaches

This is my little idea for some of his scars 🤔 figured they’d be like streamlined and towards his fingertips because fire powers or something (yes it hurts him but like he still has a better tolerance than a human does)

[slippinninque]

Can we get another Chester from “They Cloned Tyrone” story plzzzzzz 🥹🙏🏾🥹🙏🏾🥹🙏🏾🥹

😒Busted😬

Chester x blackfemreader

In which Chester has a secret....

warnings: cursing, fluff, bit of jealousy, misunderstandings, tiny mentions of kink, very self indulgent fic, bit of a pick up from Bear Hug

Chester was hiding something from you. A week and a few days more, he hasn't been himself.

Barely home when you are, nearly runs to his room when he sees you unexpectedly, and doesn't speak. Not the normal silence that clung to him so naturally. There was nothing inviting your attention or banter--he felt too twitchy to play with.

You were his roommate which he, more than occasionally, liked to get down and sexy with. You'd like to think that there was a mutual acknowledgement of the shadow of something-more that loomed over your relationship.

This shadow that has grown into a terrible twist in your gut. A nagging worm bored into your brain after one too many vents to ReRe at the hair shop was overheard by a regular.

"I'm telling you, girl, I've been around and I know what it means for a man to be all shifty like that."

"That so, Ms. Cheryl?"

"Mhm! Ain't saying nothing against you, 'course, but a man gonna want more than chicken every night...know what I'm saying?"

You knew what she was saying. You've heard it before you retired, of course. All from clients who were too ashamed to be honest with themselves, those who wanted their cake and to eat it too.

You tired to shake it off. You ignored the empty spots where Chester would normally be. You went to work more hour and kept your mouth shut while at it. Despite the baiting gossiping floating in between press and curls, you said nothing more about your business.

What was a relationship without some secrets, anyway?

Chester has only helped you and never hurt you--what if it was something too embarrassing for him to talk about? What if he was getting to know other people? It was the longest you've gone without touching each other and you couldn't just ignore that.

The facts of it was that Chester was a grown ass man and the two of you haven't discussed exclusivity. This arrangement was more than nice but perhaps Chester was growing bored of it?

If he wanted to get bound and gagged by someone else, that was his business. You were going to let it go.

Instead, you came home early from work just to see what you would find. It felt dirty to sneak into your own house but it felt even worse to see the startled expression on Chester's face on the way out from the kitchen.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

The two of you stood across from each other with the last week of tension weaving between you. Chester rolled his neck along his shoulders, still silent.

"Fine, then."

With a vicious hum, you turned towards the linen closet and jerked open the door. There was no way someone could hide in there Chester was fucking Ant-Man of all people. Chester stepped in an immediate hover and you turned to snap at him.

A sound came from the back where your bedrooms were cut you off. You bolted towards it with building fire in your chest. Was Chester doing the binding and gagging?

Chester choked before falling right behind you. Still too late, he could only watch as you doubled back to damn near kick in the bathroom door when the sound came again, louder.

"...Oh..."

Your arms were splayed to block in your would-be replacement but Chester could still see over you and down at the puppies snuffling around in a pile of linen.

Instantly melting to the floor, you took in the three little angels. Pitbull puppies, you'd know those future big-heads anywhere.

They were precious and fussy--it must have been feeding time from the way they were looking to bust out of their cozy crib at the sound of your commotion.

"Chester?"

He came into the bathroom, dragging himself down into a crouch as if waiting for sentencing. You patted the ground until he sat on his behind on the other side of the box.

"So, this is what had you all twitchy."

"The shelter needed time," Chester stared at the puppy pile, "They said they would call but..."

That would explain a lot. Keeping three mouths fed in between whatever the fuck Chester did--

"You've been taking good care of them. They're so chunky and so stinkin' cuute!"

Chester shrugged as if it were no big deal but you noticed the pleased slant to his mouth as he looked down at the puppies. There was pride on his face as he put a hand on the box's edge as if he meant to rock them.

How much this must have took for him to do. Chester didn't strike you as a type to care much for animals, let alone fostering them--but he surprised you once again.

You felt terrible. Terrible for doubting him and terrible for letting your insecurities threaten this little piece of happy you've found. You were lucky that the man you were sharing a bed with was only hiding strays in the house.

"I want to apologize to you, Bear. "

"Hm?"

"I let some broad get into my head but that's on me," you shook your head at the situation your jealousy caused, "I ended up thinking that you were looking to get another...roommate. I'm sorry for giving you the attitude, lately. "

Chester made a noise that could only be described as, Ew! You snorted, amazed at how such a little sound could give you so much relief.

"No. I'm not searching." Chester's voice was firm, his brows coming together and his expression suddenly had you feeling bared. You turned your eyes to the snuffling angels but Chester's hand appeared palm up before you.

With your hand in his, the last dregs of your anxiety faded away and you let your self shuffle about so you were side by side. Chester's palm was warm and calloused, one of the two hands that's been responsible for three little lives while you were chewing denim in between your insecurities.

"I'm sorry to make you feel as if you had to hide this from me." You apologized again, "This is your house too. If you wanted to bring a flippin' llama in here--you could."

"I did not intend for this to go this far and I...did mean to tell you. I heard them when it was dark and I..."

Chester stopped. You realized it was more so a Chester Thing rather than a You Thing. There were some things that he was working through, something Chester didn't have to say out loud for you to understand.

It was normal for someone to bring home a box of kittens or puppies, who could ignore their cries in the night? You were beginning to think that it wasn't normal for someone like Chester. He seemed...ashamed by it.

You broke the silence to ask lightly, "Did you have any names for them?"

"Small," he gestured towards the cinnamon-toasted puppy smooshed between the other two, "Medium," the snuffling blue-grey puppy, "and, Large." The obvious biggest of the trio, jet black and the loudest with their displeasure of being kept waiting.

Good Lord. You turned away but couldn't hold in your laugh. Chester huffed and tugged you closer to fall into him and you giggled now as he narrowed his eyes at you.

"Well, what names would be best?"

"Oh, baby, I don't know. I'm just giving you shit."

Chester sucked his teeth and made to scoot away from you, but you only followed after throwing an arm around his neck.

"Okay! Okayokayokay--we can come up with something good between the two of us! Let's think..."

The next two hours consisted of you and Chester relocating the puppies to your room while you ping-ponged potential names with good ol' Merriam-Webster. You watched as Chester tenderly cleaned and fed the puppies before redressing their box, adding a plushie at your insistence.

Once their bellies were full--the puppies cuddled together in a corner with their new fox friend and settled down. The attention span you would have spent on putting together dinner was spent on a quick order for pizza order.

"Okay, one more time for good luck," You said as you Chester came back from getting your food from the deliveryman,

"We have Tiny, Minnie, and Stout. Formally known as 'small', 'medium', and 'large'. How'd we feel? Is that fitting for these girls?"

"Feels good." Chester said after a beat of though, "Better than...before."

"Don't beat yourself up, naming babies is hard, man."

Chester rewarded you with a rare smile, wide enough to show "Very much worth it, though."

The two of you ate pizza from the box on the floor, when you came back from getting the drinks--Chester turned on the TV. When you sat beside him and leaned onto his shoulder, his arm went around your waist. He was initiating a lot of contact which was frisky for Chester.

You looked up at Chester to see him already staring at you with warm, affectionate eyes. Heart flipped, you shoved your pizza into your mouth. It didn't stop you from smiling though.

"You are my roommate." Chester leaned in to be sure he was heard, "No one else would ever suffice."

"Thank you, Bear." The reassurance was sudden but it wiped away a few smudges from your heart. The way he said 'roommate' replaced any seeds of doubt in your mind with flower buds, this event forever a reminder that you could trust Chester.

Hearing Chester say that no one could replace you...that was priceless, though.

You cleared your throat and looked to the box, "Say...they're pretty young to be going so soon. Should we hold onto them for a while? Just until they're a bit older, you think?"

"Agreed." Chester said readily, "When it's time for their shots, you will have to come along. They'll cry."

"Agreed." You nodded, "I'll step up and help out with these babies. No more secret Baby Daddy-ing without me, okay?"

Chester nodded slowly but once again, sure. Agreed.

You grinned and pulled one of the throw blankets from your bed to drag over your laps, Chester reached for another slice with his eyes were on the puppies when one stirred.

It's never felt so good to be so wrong. You felt like you were glowing as you plotted how to truly apologize to Chester.

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✨ending notes✨: thank you to the anon who submitted the ask about Chester! I love him so, I swear I do! 🤣 I'm sorry it took so long, I hope you enjoyed a bit of fluff! This was very self indulgent and I will be bringing back these puppies lmao! 😌tell me what you think and as always, thank you so much for reading!!! 💜✨💕💖✨

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[2tyongs]

[3:45 AM] stars . . .

bf!doyoung x gn!reader

genre: fluff, established relationship,

warnings: none other than it's not really proofread!

a.n. first post oh em gee kinda nervousss! i don't see a lot of 127 fluff on here anymore so i guess i gotta do it myself 😒/hj. requests are open and feedback is always appreciated! i hope you enjoy <3 happy halloween btw 🙏🏾

doyoung never knew what love was supposed to feel like until he met you.

you were like a breath of fresh air in his life. taking his normal, mundane tasks like going grocery shopping and transforming them into something more thrilling, or making him experience new things that he would never do on his own. you had made his daily routine into something new, something beautiful.

he will always love learning more about you no matter how long you have been together; your hobbies, your favorite places, and what your favorite shows are. everything about you intrigues him and compels him to familiarize himself more and more with everything you consider to be part of yourself — past and present.

he will always listen to what you have to say, holding onto every word. even the little things that you thought never mattered or were worth remembering yourself, he remembers. he remembers the names that you had wanted to name your pet years ago, the way you don't care for certain holidays like valentine's day (he will always still make the effort to show that he loves you on these days anyway; bringing you flowers and cooking your favorite dishes so you have something to look forward to, even on the days you typically hadn't expected to before.), and the books you said you wanted to read but never got the chance to purchase. he notices when your gaze lingers on an item for too long when you're out shopping together, making a note to himself to come back and buy it for you for a special occasion coming up.

one night while the two of you were lying on the couch, you mentioned that you had always loved going stargazing when you were younger after seeing the two main characters of the movie you're watching sitting under the stars, sharing their dreams.

doyoung had made a mental note of this former interest of yours, which led the two of you to where you are right now: sitting on a soft blanket and staring at the warm night sky. you were seated in front of him, resting your back on his chest with your head on his shoulder, enthusiastically guiding his vision to all of the constellations and stars you could remember as you pointed them out the best you could.

“...that's the big dipper, but if you look closer you'll see that it's part of a constellation called the great bear," you point to the left, tracing out the pattern with your finger. "not many people know that the big dipper isn't considered a constellation." you explain softly, never taking your eyes off of the view.

doyoung doesn't mean to get distracted from your explanation, but he can't help it when you look so excited. reliving your childhood with the stars above brings you so much joy that a smile makes its way onto your face as you share your knowledge with him. he admires your beauty as you talk about the things you're passionate about, trying to etch the sight of you into his memory forever. looking at you is something that he will never get tired of. the soft curve of your lips, the way your lashes cast shadows onto your face, the beauty marks that adorn your complexion.

you start to talk again until you feel his eyes gazing at you instead of the stars above. you turn to him, momentarily dazed by the amount of fondness that you can see in his eyes as he looks down at you. you smile softly, “what? why are you looking at me like that?”

doyoung smiles back, “no reason. i'm just happy.” he can tell you're not exactly pleased with his answer if the way that you raise your eyebrow at him is anything to go by.

"'just happy?' i need you to elaborate a little more, doyoung." you tease, nudging him, and glance back up at the sky.

he rolls his eyes with a smile still gracing his features, holding you closer, "i just really love being with you, hearing you talk about the things that you love, that's all." you turn to him again. you can hear the sincerity in his voice and see it in his eyes and it makes your heart melt. you're too flustered by the love you can almost see and feel exuding from him to say anything back, so you decide to continue looking at the view ahead of you instead, tracing patterns on the back of his hand.

there's a short silence until you finally break it, staring up at the sky, "i love you." you tell him, leaning your head onto his shoulder once again.

he knows that you love him. you show it every single day in the way that you make time for him and the way that you've let him become a part of your life in a way that no one else has, letting him see parts of yourself that no one else could.

"i love you too. so much." he replies, kissing the crown of your head and rubbing your waist with his thumbs.

he always thinks to himself that even if he were dealt a different set of cards in his life, the stars would always align to give him the grace of being here with you. and he's more than certain that no matter what those cards looked like, there's no way he could love you any more than he does now.

doyoung knows that no amount of words or physical affection could ever be enough to express the love he feels for you. but for now, you just being there with him, letting him hold you, this will suffice just fine.

[henrysglock]

can you tell us about sassy henry? 😭

It's mostly towards his parents and Brenner, but yeah 😭 sometimes he gets a reaaaally good pissy tone going and it's cunty as hell

For example, Virginia is upset that Henry was talking to Patty at church, and she's worried that he's a little bloody. She asks him if he's hurt, and then if he hurt Patty. And brother??? The tone he takes when he goes "What do you think I'm gonna do"?? And the way he bites out a cunty little "Yes, Ma'am 🙄" when Virginia has to reiterate to him that they're leaving church early about All That? Okayyyyyyyy

Or with Brenner, when he's trying to get Henry to tell him about his home life. Brenner says "I want to talk about your mother", and Henry snaps back with THE most fed-up/exasperated "oh god, okay 🙄🙄🙄"...and then proceeds to a) sit on the lab table, then b) kick his feet up on the lab table like he owns the place. It's obviously deflection, and it's colored by the Shadow (since Henry gets a whole lot more amicable/more like his normal self after he's been baited into killing the rat), but it's so funny to watch him watch Brenner like 🙄😒

There's also a bit with Joyce in the end of act 2—and this is unchanged from when I saw it in London—where he and Joyce run into each other in the basement of the high school. Joyce tells him she's put everything together re: the animal killings, and he goes "Awww :( that's too bad, Joyce :( I really wish you hadn't". Also colored by the Shadow, since he's just come off that whole possession re: the Creel murders, but the tone is still so fucking funny

[keepcalmlovecai]

Their reaction's to you wearing their favourite lingerie ft. Dazai, Chuuya, Akutagwa x f! Reader

Some NSFW (Minors please do not interact)

-Dazai

His favourite lingerie on you would probably be something see-though maybe a thin material, so he can see all the features to your beautiful body like a thin short dress (That's barely covering your butt) or maybe just a bra and panties

Yeah, something like that and you're already on the bed

"My, my... Bella, why would you put something like this on? Don't you know what you do to me when you do something like this?" Dazai said his long fingers running up to your waist to your hip

You squirm from his touch looking up at him with those big sparkling innocent eyes, oh how he loved when you look at him like that, you already feel a bulge twitching near your panties

"I-I just wanted to see what would happen if I did, you said that you enjoy me wearing something like this so... I wanted to test that out"

He chuckled "Well I'll show you just how much you affect me" He then releases just a few of his bandages and wrapped it around your hands his eyes trailing up your body as he does so, mentally undress you

Just to say, that piece of clothing was a waste of money to say the least as Dazai pretty much ripped it to pieces 😊

-Akutagawa

I think this would suit more of my OC Sheya Yui you can read about her here: https://keepcalmlovecai.tumblr.com/post/755965118880382976/oc-introduction-sheya-yui

Anyways Akutagawa would like you wearing something cute and dark something that has a lot of accessories and overall just looks pretty on you like a lace lingerie set

Wear that and he'll be doing much more than coughing

You were waiting for Akutagawa to come back after a long day of work and sitting patiently on a couch. After a while the door creaked open to reveal your beloved Aku he looked at you his hands in his pockets his eyes eyeing you up and down, a subtle blush on his cheeks

You smiled at him, immediately going up to him and grabbing his arm gently pushing it in-between your cleavage

"Welcome back Aku!" You cheered, looking genuinely happy that he's finally home

He simply hummed, his body a bit stiff he quietly coughed a bit

"What is the meaning of this?" He raised an eyebrow out your revealing outfit, not complaining though

"Huh? I thought you like something like this... Is it too much?" You said, looking a bit disappointed, maybe it was too much...

"No." He said his voice a bit softer "It's perfect, perfect for you" He said leaning down to your face his eyes boring into yours, and before you could speak he captured in a passionate kiss wrapping his arms around your waist itching to feel the plushiness of your ass, but he just kept it on your waist for now...

-Chuuya

Chuuya likes elegance and fashion so bluntly speaking something sexy maybe like a hot red strap on or maybe something with patterns on it either way Chuuya gets turned on with whatever you wear

You walk into the bedroom where your darling Chuuya was scrolling on his phone before glancing up at you choking on imagery air you looked at him concerned

"Darlin just what are you wearing?" He said getting up from the bed and walking towards you

Before you can say anything, you're immediately on your knees pulled by the force of gravity and his gloved hand caressing your chin and the bulge in his pants casting a shadow over your face

You gulped but then again you saw this coming, "Oh it's just really hot in here y'know?" You could already hear him unzipping pants

"Hm, I see, well how about we make it even hotter?" He smirked down at you, ruffling your hair

Yep, that lingerie diffidently didn't go to waste unlike Dazai 😒

Part 2?

[phantom-of-the-501st]

And we're back!

Initial thoughts on TBB S3 Eps 1-3

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT

3x1 Confined

Final season premiere let's go!!!

Storms are never a good sign

There's creepy shit on Tantiss (crocodile thing from the trailer maybe?)

Although Hemlock counts as creepy enough

He's the creepiest thing on the whole planet 😬

Tbf there's a stunning view, it's just a shame about the prison window blocking it

CROSS IS BACK!!!

Omega blood sample? That's gotta come back later in the season!

Are these blood samples labelled? How tf does anyone know which is which??? That's just bad lab practice 🙄

Oh the weird machine knows. Nvm

"Replicate the genetic M count" and they want Omega's blood???

Nala Se is protecting Megs. Slenderbitch may actually be of some use

Force senstive Megs?

This feels like this is linking with the cloning plot in The Mandalorian

The animal welfare standards here are abysmal 😠

BATCHER?! Oh that's adorable 😍

And I thought Omegas's room was bad holy shit 😭

The grid across Cross' room is casting a crosshair on Omega's face. I love little details like that

21 tallies on wall = 21 rotations? That doesn't seem like very long

STRAW LULA?! 😭❤️

Why are there blood drips going into each sample? This seems like a contamination issue

At least 150 tallies now 😭

Subject will be terminated if they don't heal. Feels very much like the clones when they were on Kamino, which just shows how much the clones were treated like animals

"I belong here" *sobs*

Cross don't make me cry istg. I can't do this at 8am on a Wednesday 😭

Okay but the droid kind of had a point about Batcher struggling in the wild because of Omega domesticating her. One thing you learn about working in a zoo environment is that hand-reared animals have no idea how to behave like their wild counterparts and basically turn into little psychos (like you can't actually be in the same room as some of them levels of bad). That or they rely on people too much and have no idea how to fend for themselves. Either way, the droid wasn't entirely wrong

Hemlock is a bastard 😒

Omega's theme!!!

Season premiere and only two Batcher (neither of whom are Hunt or Wreck). Interesting!

1x2 Paths Unknown

Fucking Roland Durand?!

Did not expect that in episode 2 omg!

Hunter and Wrecker being mercenaries for the Durands?

Ah okay it seems to be a one off

THE GOGGLES IN THE SHIP! 😭😭😭😭

Hunt and Wreck be looking a bit scuffed

Echo and Rex mention!

They won't be available for 2 rotations? Well we're not seeing them this episode then...

Hunter's emotions are making him impulsive and that's not really a good thing

Wrecker is actually the one holding back, which is an interesting dynamic. Wrecker can see how bad Hunter is coping and is probably having to keep him in line as much as he can so that they don't lose another brother

CLONE CADETS! CLONE CADETS!

These ones actually have New Zealand accents as well

The slither vines were genetically made and got out of hand? This is what we mean by invasive species, people. Very much not good

Okay so we have one called Box and one called Stak

Are the cadets not affected by the chips? Do they only active in fully trained soldiers?

We need to get these kids to Echo and Rex

GONKY BACKPACK!!! 😆

Poor Gonky is stuck upside down.

These vines are making vocalisations somehow and it's confusing me. Plant voice boxes?

OKAY WTF ARE THOSE THINGS???

They look like weird green versions of the slogs from Abe's Oddysee

Why are you breaking into the Marauder???

You better not be stealing it. That's already happened and we can't do it again

Okay clone cadet 3 is Deke

Ayyyy rescue time!

Okay, I'll let them off for getting on the ship

Because we totally needed a swampy sarlacc thing rn 😭

PABU!!!

*Remembers invasion of Pabu in trailer* FUCK

1x3 Shadows of Tantiss

I'm going to throw hands if Echo isn't in this episode 😤

Ooh mystery clone(?) who everyone thinks is Tech!

Nala Se is helping again 👀

The special guest is probs Palpatine

Le Palps is back

Project Necromancer - bringing back the dead?

So is this to do with the cloning stuff or something to do with Tech?

Probs the cloning thing tbf

*Angry mouse droid squeaks*

FUCK YEAH CROSS!

Missed watching this guy fight

Cross and Omega team up let's go!!!

Cross doesn't question why Omega only mentioned Wrecker and Hunter. Has Omega told him about Tech or did he just not question why she only brought two up?

And in that case has she told him that Echo is with Rex?

I HAVE QUESTIONS!

Cross went for the stun not the kill. Very different from 2x3

Do you think Hemlock has a scar or does he just choose to shave a slit in his eyebrow? 🤨

Oh great a big green monkey cat. Just what we need!

"Of course he did". CROSSHAIR BEING SOFT ABOUT TECH HELP

Cross is missing shots because of his shaky hands :(

OMEGA M COUNT???

Oooooooh they're adding blood with midichlorians in to the samples to see if they would take. That explains the blood being added to the samples

Overall I love these episodes! It's nice going back and forth between Cross and Omega, and Hunter and Wrecker. We're going to get some interesting dynamics

This is a very sad day for Echo stans though. I feel like we're going to be suffering a lot this season 🥲

And here's the bingo card as of rn!

[greenhills-hero-in-blue]

i had PERFECTLY good reasons for attempting to poison cosmo with chocolate!!

first of all, shadow decided to completely IGNORE ME AND CURL UP INTO A BALL AFTER I DID NOTHING TO HIM!!! I DID NOTHING! (besides annoy him but still, I did nothing. 😒)

second of all, everyone is trying to get me to go away!!?!? I've done nothing but be really kind you guys! tell me ONE thing I've done that was bad!

third of all, SOMEONE BIT ME!!!!!!!! LIKE I MIGHT HAVE TO GO AND GET A RABIES SHOT!! LIKE COME ON PEOPLE!! BITING ME??

anyways since all of you, INCLUDING YOU SONIC!!!! don't like me annoying shadow will I just rile you up then?? huh??? HUH!!!!!!???? I'LL ANNOY YOU ALL DAY SONIC!!!!!!!! I'll talk about longclaw, poisoning YOUR FAMILY.... uhh hold on let me think...

oh yeah i can also ANNOY TAILS AND KNUCKLES TOO!!! HOW BOUT THAT SONIC!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW BOUT THAT?????

AND YOU WONDER WHY WE HATE YOU!!!

Leave me and my family ALONE. Go do something else to entertain yourself with.

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Can you please do aged-down levi one-shot?? I've been thinking of a hc where levi didn't know how old he actually is since they don't have birth certificate back in the underground, the fact that he never celebrate his brithday didn't really help. Since Farlan said he's 25 when they first joined the scouts, Levi just assume he's also 25 and that he's just short. Timeskip (3-4 years?) to when the 104th cadets were recently admitted, one day, Levi had a growth spurt...and even grew taller than Hange (I mean..Armin had a frickin glow up when he's 19 ish..so Levi can too :,,)

The scouts we're just like....wth...how old r u, and Levi's just like uh idk 😒.

SORRY IF THIS IS WEIRD 😭✋

The Hope of Humanity Characters: Levi x Hange, Erwin, Miche, Eren Word count: 1122 words

Pale light filtered through the window’s cross grilles, exposing patches of flaking plaster around the walls of the small room. Beneath one of the tall panes stood a wooden desk and chair, whilst a low couch of blue leather ran alongside the adjoining wall. Sitting upon it, shoulders hunched, shirt dirtied and stained with blood, huddled Eren Jaeger. The boy was holding a white cloth to his bruised, swollen face. Hange Zoe knelt before him, brandishing a cotton swab with increasing vigour. 

Behind them, Mike Zaccharius had crossed the space to gaze through the other unobstructed window. He stood so immensely tall that his blonde mop of hair almost swept its top frame. Commander Erwin Smith had followed, his boots striking smartly against the parquet floor. He too stooped before Eren and extended a hand. Captain Levi was leaning back against the far wall, arms crossed with a sullen air. As he stood surveying his comrades gathered around the shivering adolescent, something struck Hange about the man’s appearance. Then, their eyes widened as Levi strode forwards slowly.

His dark hair swept gracefully into grey-blue eyes, both narrowed in contempt. There was a coolness in his expression; a muscle flexing in his jaw.

But there was something else… something intrinsic about him had changed. Broad shoulders filled out his tan, leather jacket; the sleeves no longer reached his wrists. White cotton strained across his abdomen; the buttons of Levi’s shirt threatened to slide open with each stride. Dark straps cut into his sides as he moved. Buckles were laced tight over his thighs, revealing a swell of muscle through the material of his trousers. Hange’s eyes drifted along the inside of his thigh… oh, they were snug. Very snug. 

They swallowed, wrenching their gaze away as Levi threw himself down heavily beside Eren. As Levi crossed a leg over his knee, with all the fluidity of a swift kick, the boy openly whimpered. He had been on the receiving end of enough of them to fear the power of that boot.

“Hey Eren… do you resent me?”

Hange was only half-listening, their eyes mapping out the proportions of the two individuals seated in front of them. Levi’s shadow towered over the adolescent, one arm resting along the back of the couch. Eren shifted so far forward that his rear was hardly touching the seat. 

Calculations clouded Hange’s mind; measurements which did not add up. Invisible lines drew themselves in the air; the scale of the diagram defying the very core of Hange’s reasoning. Then again, if they weighed up the evidence…

Hange thought back to the Scouts’ last departure from Trost. Positioned upon horseback beside one another, Hange remembered the palpable anticipation as they had waited for the great, stone gate to rise before them.  

“We’ve already bagged the craziest abnormal…”

“What? Where?”

There had come a swift movement of air as Levi had swept his arm towards them. Hange had jumped as his fingers traced their chin, clutching their jaw. He eased their chin up, forcing them to meet his gaze. Their noses were inches away from each other as a teasing glint had lit Levi’s eyes.

“Right here,” he had pronounced, looking down at them…

Back in the present, Hange shook themself from their deliberation.

“Speaking of abnormals… Levi?”

Levi’s eyes slid to Hange’s face. His mouth shaped a silent syllable, perplexed by their sudden interjection. For a moment, Hange had forgotten that they had been revisiting earlier conversations in their head rather than speaking aloud.

“Pardon the intrusion Levi, but have you… experienced a growth spurt?” they blurted out, “I mean, I’ve never heard of another guy my age…”

Levi was glowering at them, the muscle in his thigh tensed.

“Who says I’m your age?”

“Oh I… I thought…” Hange was scrambling nervously. “I thought… based on everything I’ve noted about… that is, your style of leadership, the dynamics you have with the younger members of your squad, your fussiness…”

“What, have you been studying me, Four Eyes?” Levi asked dryly, “you tired of your pets already?” The lash of his voice caused the boy beside him to shiver.

Hange turned to Erwin, astonished, who returned the gesture with a solemn nod. 

“Well… it’s true that Levi had no official documentation when he joined us…” the Commander explained gravely, before lifting his head to regard Levi.  “Your details, including your date of birth, were simply recorded from the information you gave us.”

Levi glanced at Hange who was still gaping up at him. Eren had lowered the cloth onto his lap, pulling at its corners until the edges had frayed.

“Look, no one cared about that kinda thing in the underground.” Levi shrugged. “I only put December 25th ‘cause it was easy to remember.”

“So…” Hange’s brow furrowed as they came to a conclusion. “We have no idea of your actual age… meaning for all we know… you could be…”

Yet another memory surfaced in Hange’s mind. They recalled the very first time Levi had performed with ODM gear in front of the other scouts… Hange remembered the flash of hooks as they had launched into tree bark… the elegant arc of his body as he had spiralled upwards, his training blades glinting… It was enough to send the blood rushing into Hange’s face, much as it had done that day. But that had occurred almost six years ago… how old had Levi been exactly? The unknown chilled Hange’s insides; cooled their flushed skin with sobering caution. Levi’s manner had been practically paternal towards Isabel. He had even been the voice of reason to Farlan. That level of maturity wasn’t often found in adolescents… Hange had seen enough of their comrades come and go to know that…

“At least this finally explains why you were rather, uh…” Erwin coughed into his large palm. Miche gave a snort from over by the window. Levi’s glare could rival a sharpened knife.

“Yeah?” His voice was full of daring. “Say it, Erwin.”

“...rather lively as a personality, condensed into such a pocket-sized treat!” Hange finished for him.

Levi swung his foot at them.

“But look at you now! You must’ve shot up another eight inches!” Hange cried, narrowly missing his swipe and rising to their feet. “Forget about Eren being the Hope of Humanity, the titans will be cowering in fear whilst your giant footsteps shake the ground around them!”

Both Erwin and Miche shook with laughter. Even Eren managed a weak smile. Levi removed his arm from the sofa and crossed his arms firmly over his lap.

“Shut it, Four Eyes…” Her turned his head away so that his companions could not see the pale flush which dusted his cheeks.