#ok further explanation:

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Ok, walk with me here. Requiem from Dear Evan Hansen. Bob as Connor. Marcia as Zoe. Bob’s Parents as Larry. Paul as Cynthia. Someone please see the vision

[soratonin]

is there a blorbo phase you had that you weren’t proud of and always try to forget??? and when you remember it randomly out of nowhere you start doing this??

[identityquest]

redesign of my simple country lawyer

[jrueships]

zesty lowkey just another way for str8 ppl to say faggot / faggy and get away with it

[iris-nonsense]

Because cursed energy is instinctual while reverse cursed techniques need to be conceptualized?

[galacticlamps]

actually ascension needs its own post since that's the one with the most details to speculate over and im starved for soho talk so i will talk to myself if need be

First the cover again, because I kinda can't get over it:

my only thing is that I had been hoping we might get Lizbeth on a cover again since she's never been on one of the boxsets before, despite being the 2nd person credited on all 4 of them (even if that's just alphabetical, still, she's the only one of the four main characters who never makes the cover)

But letting that go...

I know we already kinda knew the brief for this one but damn I didn't expect it to go quite this hard. Maybe that's just because the Parasite & Ashenden covers were (comparatively) similarish to each other and I was so pleased with Unbegotten's, and then got so used to it as the placeholder for Ascension while they kept postponing it, I wasn't expecting anything this colorful or detailed or with what I can't help but register as Fun New Outfits even though these are still like, pretty damn basic as far as costumes go. Still, it's a different vibe from everyone in suits and trenchcoats on every cover, technically. (Oh the woes of being an audio fan such that two characters owning sweaters actually does qualify as new information)

On top of just being visually delightful though, I know we knew religion was gonna be a fairly big part of this one, but I didn't actually expect to get quite this much of it - though I'm glad of it for a number of reasons. The BF twitter already made the ineffable joke so I don't have to, but also yeah I did very much spend all of season 2 episode 4 of good omens half convinced Samuel Barnett & Dervla Kirwan were about to pop up around any given corner (if you will go around being gay supernatural and horrible at your messy bureaucratic jobs in midcentury soho then I'm sorry, this is where my brain's gonna go) - so, fuel to that fire. But in terms of actual important things, at least one of my Soho wishes looks to be being granted because we have a Rev Edward Folgate on the cast list, which must mean we're finally meeting Norton's father, even if his mother & brother don't appear (which they could, technically, I've definitely seen BF not list all the doublings on their cast tabs before). Religion, domesticity, and the nuclear family are all things that absolutely fascinate me when it comes to Norton's character, so getting any amount of story involving his father & his church is something I've been actively hoping for for a long time now.

(I will say I'm a tiny bit bummed Saffron Coomber isn't on the cast list to play Mia again, but I kinda figured she wasn't going to be since Greg Austin's Armitage, who's making his first recurring appearance after originating in Unbegotten, was listed ever since the boxset was announced - presumably if she was also returning, that would've been handled in the same way. But since Unbegotten ended with Lizbeth and Mia going on a date, I still held out hope. Who knows though, maybe things did go well for them and Lizbeth just has a better work/life balance than Norton so she can date someone without them getting dragged into every scifi plot. I know that's not a very common accomplishment for any Torchwood agent, but a gal can hope)

At this point I know I'm completely in the realm of speculation & even wishful thinking, but I'm really really hoping we get some more clues as to Norton's overall timeline in this one, and I have a feeling that even if there's nothing as direct as dates given, the events of a plot like this one are going to heavily influence my personal interpretation of it.

To say that life & death are major themes for the soho crew feels wildly reductive, but even by Torchwood's standards and taking into account its origins as a piece of media with Jack Harkness & his newfound immortality at the heart of it, the living/dead status of this bunch has always been fantastically up in the air to me. Obviously Ghost Mission introduced Norton as kind of a ghost before revealing more obvious ghostly characters later on to which the title might have been referring, but his being from the past did beg the question of his survival into Torchwood's present era all the same, which Outbreak later alludes to much more directly, and his habit of showing up via hologram in multiple stories only further obfuscates any certainty we might have about where & when he definitely can be said to be alive and well. Then you've got Lizbeth and Gideon both being effectively 'brought back to life' via paradoxes that prevented them ever having died in the first place. Again, they are very very far from being the only Torcwhood characters this happens to (for a sprawling EU, it's really rather impressive how often & in how many different ways Torchwood as a whole manages to circle back to being about like. chaotic undead queers at the end of every day. though I suppose that consistency is part of why I keep falling in love with its different iterations again and again). That's without even getting into the question of Norton's dubious fate in God Among Us - and I say dubious because I know some people take that to be his ultimate death, but I personally think that reading something as vague as that as having any kind of finality rather goes against the spirit of this whole world/series, not just because I want him to live. (There are obviously other ways to make him survive/reappear, but I don't see this as a River Song scenario where we can safely assume one of his earlier-released adventures had to happen at the end of his personal timeline). But wherever God Among Us falls for him, he does very much meet God in it - or at least, a god, since the sentinel in Unbegotten is also described as a god of sorts, and even if he doesn't ultimately have the status of the god Jacqueline King is playing there, Unbegotten is still full to bursting with ghosts/undead/came back wrong/echo characters to continue underscoring that life/afterlife theme.

So all things considered, even allowing for the fact that we know Norton's twin hobbies are lying about himself and abusing time travel to suit his own ends/ever-shifting alliances, I find it difficult to believe we could get through a whole 6-part boxset about religion & death without something providing some kind of compelling evidence about where this adventure fits in among his other run-ins with apocalypses and gods and ghosts and dead-but-still-here characters/creatures, so I'm very much looking forward to any further exploration on that front.

And lastly, and least intellectually, I really want to know what the hell 20th-century Torchwood's obsession with Reginalds is. Reading through the cast list, I had to do two separate doubletakes over the character 'Sir Reginald Peebles' - firstly, because I had Reginald Rigsby on the brain, this being Soho (and the other Troughton brother being so active on BF's releases for this same month) - and secondly, because reading this in conjunction with the announcement for the July monthly adventure in which the new main Torchwood guy of the 20s is apparently called Sir Reginald Dellafield, there was a brief moment where I took that monthly release to be a tie-in with Ascension. I don't expect it to be, but damn. was it really so popular a name?

anyways, catch me thinking about those stained glass windows for the next couple months I guess (and knowing Torchwood Soho, for a long long time after it comes out as well lol)

[iphnh]

me when I first heard of Barbie: that sounds like a 2 hour commercial for Barbie

me when I saw the online reaction to the movie: hmm it might be worth watching

me after I watched Barbie: that was a 2 hour commercial for Barbie.

[jaypgartifacts]

homestuck 🤝pokemon scarlet & violet

time shenanigans

[husberttee]

people deliberately teasing information and then not giving it because they want me to ask about it works about as well on me as telling me to do a chore I already planned to do and now I don't want to anymore

[cepheusgalaxy]

dad shut the fuck up challenge

[cosmossystem]

also btw i had a discovery recently

[eufezco]

I saw your Bridgerton requests were open !

Can I do one for Benedict they’re courting but suddenly he starts spending more time with Tilly so reader starts to distance herself from him and starts to spend more time with Colin and Benedict gets jealous and pulls her away from Colin maybe they’re dancing or something. And pulls her to another room and apologizes and maybe smut occurs or something as a part of his apology ?

If not that’s ok I thought I’d ask!

YOU BELONG WITH ME

—Are you leaving with Colin? —Benedict asked you in disbelief.

You had been talking with Anthony and Kate about your intentions to join Colin on his next trip and it seemed that the older Bridgerton brother had wasted no time in letting Benedict know.

Now you were in a room of the Queen's palace, alone with Benedict and the piano in the center of it. He had practically begged you to give him a few minutes of your time, had interrupted your dance with Colin, and led you by the hand into that room. You and Benedict were the match of the season so the Queen had managed to distract the other guests while you sneaked out of the ball.

—How is it that you care?

—He is my brother.

You raised your eyebrows, hoping for some further explanation.

—You cannot leave with him —Benedict stated.

You shook your head, keeping eye contact with him. His blue eyes looked back at you and you just wished he could see the anger growing on your face.

—Where have you been these past days, Benedict?

He immediately knew what you were talking about.

It was true that he had not been visiting you during calling hours, he had not asked you out for walks, he had not picked flowers from the garden of Aubrey Hall to bring them to you while he had tea with your mama. He hadn't even bothered to put his name on your card tonight to secure a dance with you.

—I have been visiting a friend —He answered you.

—Since when are you friends with Tilley Arnold?

Benedict huffed a laugh. —Why is it that you care so much?

—Because you were courting me! —If it hadn't been for the loud music in the ballroom you would have sworn that the rest of the guests would have heard you. —A couple of days with Tilley Arnold have been enough for you to forget about me?

—I do not know, perhaps you can tell me since you are the one leaving with my brother to another country —Benedict said ironically.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes. On another occasion, you would have appreciated Benedict's lack of seriousness but right in that moment you were angry and you just wanted to get out of that room. You turned your back on Benedict to leave but on your way to the door, he grabbed your hand and made your body turn to him. Your face showed disappointment and anger and he knew he couldn't let you go like that.

—I apologize if I have ever caused you to doubt how I feel for you.

You took a deep breath through your nose. You were still angry but his words definitely made you feel better.

—My feelings for you have not changed —. He continued saying. Benedict began to walk slowly and you took a few steps backwards trying to escape from him until you bumped your back against the door. That didn't stop him from moving towards you. —And I don't think Tilley or anyone else can possibly change the way you make me feel.

Benedict's eyes moved from yours to your lips and you knew what he was about to do.

—Do not kiss me, Benedict, not now.

He slowly nodded, one of his hands pinched your chin so you would look at him. He gave you enough time so that if you really didn't want him to kiss you, you could push him away. —I am going to kiss you.

—Do not —You mumbled, but your eyes fixed on his lips betrayed the words that came out of your mouth and Benedict pressed his lips against yours. His hands went to cup both of your cheeks and you melted under his touch. How could you be angry with him if he kissed you with such sweetness?

Benedict's hands traveled down your body looking for your ass. He gave you a gentle squeeze and with his grip there, he started to roll up your dress to your hips, exposing your legs and making it easier for you to wrap them around his body.

Your hands were around his neck, helping him to hold your weight and also to deepen the kiss as much as possible. He guided you to the piano, his lips moving with yours and his eyes closed enjoying the kiss, so distracted by the feeling that when he sat you down on the instrument, the lid was up and your ass pressed down almost all the keys. You both jumped off each other, scared, but right after you bursted out laughing.

While you laughed and shook your heads, you got up and pushed Benedict off his shoulders, making him sit on the instrument stool. You rolled your dress up so the fabric wouldn't get in the way once you sat with a leg on each side of his body. Your cleavage was just a few centimeters away from his face and he didn't even try to make eye contact with you when your breasts, so enhanced by the corset, were practically in his face.

—My eyes are up here.

—I do know that—. Benedict said while his hands unbuttoned your dress and undid the laces of your corset.

Your body relaxed once it was freed from the uncomfortable undergarment and Benedict's lips were quick to attack your breasts. You took a deep breath and bit your lower lip, Benedict hummed while his lips left a wet trail of kisses across your breasts. Your hands moved down his body until they reached his crotch, he hissed when your fingers traced the line of his hard cock on his pants. You were quick to unbutton them and he helped you pull down his underwear just enough to free his cock.

His blue eyes were finally on yours, focusing on every little expression on your face. His lips were parted as you pulled your underwear to one side and lined him up against your entrance. You looked into his eyes and your lips half opened as his own which allowed you to share a moan when you gently lowered yourself.

Benedict kissed you again while his hands moved to hold your hips and help you move. One of your hands went to the back of his head and tugged his hair at the root. Benedict groaned but his dick jumped inside you.

—Tell me you're mine. Only mine, Benedict. Tell me I'm the only one.

You pressed your foreheads together while your hand kept a firm grip on his hair.

—I'm yours. Only yours —He said with a moan. His eyes closed shut, your body didn't stop moving up and down his cock, and his hands held you tighter. Benedict tried to catch your lips but you tugged harder on his hair and stopped him. You shook your head, that was not enough, you wanted to hear more. —You're my only one. No other woman shall have me the way you have me —He whined.

That was much better. —Good boy.

You allowed him to press his desperate lips against yours. You also allowed Benedict to set the pace, his hips fucking into you, thrusting from below to match your movements. You moaned in each other's mouths. The music was playing loudly in the ballroom but still, you swore that someone could hear your muffled scream when Benedict sunk balls deep inside you.

He kept fucking you as if he wanted everyone to notice what you two had been doing, alone, locked in some room in the Queen's palace. It was outrageous and Benedict loved it. He fucked you as if, when you finished and walked out of that room, he wanted everyone in the ton to know that his cum was dripping down your legs.

He kept fucking you as if he wanted everyone to notice what you two had been doing, alone, locked in a random room in the Queen's palace. It was outrageous and Benedict loved it. He fucked you as if, when you finished and walked out of that room, he wanted everyone in the ton to know that his cum was dripping down your legs. And by the wrinkles of the delicate fabric of your beautiful dress, they would know that it was going to be very difficult to see Benedict around Tilley Arnold anymore, and by the way Benedict wouldn't leave your side during the rest of the ball, they would know that you had no love interest in Colin Bridgerton.

Benedict would make sure that neither you nor anyone else in society would doubt how he felt about you and would assure that by putting a ring on your finger the next morning.

He came with a deep groan coming straight from his chest. You hid your face in the crook of his neck while your legs shook and you felt dizzy from all the panting. Benedict kissed your exposed shoulder as he gave you enough time to catch your breath. He caressed your back and ran his fingers over the marks left on your skin by the tight corset.

You fixed your position on his lap, sitting with your back straight. Benedict was still inside you, not allowing his cum to come out and go to waste.

—You must know that my wishes to join Colin on his trip to Greece have not changed.

Benedict huffed a laugh and kissed your lips. You smiled as well.

—Then I shall join you two. What would people think if you went alone with him? —By the way he asked it you knew that he meant no harm, instead, the tone in his voice was quite sarcastic.

—Since when Benedict Bridgerton cares about what other people may think?

—Since they would be talking about my wife.

[cherryblossom-heart]

A/n: Ok besties, hear me out. One of my favorite non canon but with all the vibes and sexual tension type of couple is Karen Page and Frank Castle from Daredevil. So now it got me thinking…

FYI this is a little bit long

Hero!Satoru x Reader x Vigilante!Sukuna

Hero!Satoru who you meet after he rescues you. You suffered the terrible case of wrong place, wrong time, finding yourself being chased thought the streets of Tokyo by thugs working for one of the seven clans that own the city.

Hero!Satoru who, after you get cornered in a dead end alley, right as they are about to put a bullet in your head, suddenly pops up behind the man who almost shot you. The men were taken by surprise, it wasn't every day that you saw a man materialize out of thin air but the bandages over his eyes foolishly made them think they had nothing to worry about.

Hero!Satoru who laughs as shot after shot they miss him, taunting them every time. When one of the bullets lands next to you, making you shriek in fear, he quickly appears next to you, carrying you in his arms as he teleported with you to a safe place behind a dumpster. You threw up as soon as your feet touched the ground.

Hero!Satoru who finishes all six men in less than a minute, not even breaking a sweat.

Hero!Satoru who goes to you. You're shaking like a leaf having experienced almost death and certain murder for your intended killers for the first time in your life.

Hero!Satoru who extends his hand to you but you recoil in instinct, not sure of who you should trust now. Sure, this stranger just saved your life but the crack one of the men’s leg did once Satoru bent it at an unnatural angle would surely haunt your dreams.

Hero!Satoru who looks at you and something warms in him. Maybe it was the way you looked like a cornered puppy, your eyes big and wide in fear, or perhaps it's the way your lip quiver with the threat of tears. Or maybe it was because, even though you were terrified you were still brave, your eyes carrying such fierceness he had only seen in his fellow heroes.

Hero!Satoru who lifted his hands in the air, trying to show he was no warm to you. He crouched in front of you, taking out a small tissue he always carried in his back pocket for emergencies. With a swift movement he wiped a couple of small droplets of blood that had stained your face. He's relived you didn't back away.

Hero!Satoru who offers you the tissue, in case you want to clean yourself further more. You take it, hesitantly snatching out of his hand.

Hero!Satoru who breaks the silence.

"Hey, I'm Sator–y," he coughs up the last letter as he chastised himself for his slip up. Fuck, he wasn't supposed to use his real name.

"Satory?" You asked clearly confused.

"Yep, Satory." He lifts up his hand to you. "That's my hero name."

"That's your hero name?" The edge of sass in your voice almost made him laugh.

Hero!Satoru who, after an improvised explanation on why his hero name is Satory, asks for your name. You don't give it to him right away, but as you pondered your options you decided that having a super hero as an acquaintance is not a bad idea.

Hero!Satoru who smiles brightly at your name, each syllable engraining themselves in his memory.

Hero!Satoru who helps you standing up, his pull easily bringing you on your feet maybe a little too hard making you crash against his chest, his arm circling your waist.

Hero!Satoru who feels how a little bit of warmth in his cheeks as he feels you pull apart and he thanks the universe for helping him choose to wear bandages to cover his eyes or else you would've seen his panic in them.

Hero!Satoru who is now a little too nervous, almost darting out as he mumbled a silly apology and excuse of having to keep fighting crime.

Hero!Satoru who gets stopped by your hand in his arm, your touch sending shivers down his spine. He looks at you, unable to say anything as he stared at your fingers wrapping around his biceps.

"Wait, where are you going? What am I supposed to do now? These guys still know who I am, they're going to kill me. Help me, please."

Hero!Satoru who sighs, not because he was annoyed at your pleas, but because he knew you didn't even had to beg that much. He was still going to help you.

Hero!Satoru who takes you to his home and reveals his true identity. Satoru Gojo, playboy, millionaire and an occasional pro bono lawyer with striking blue eyes they were impossible to resist. He tells you the name he uses in his little rendezvous "The strongest.". His cheeks turn pink when you burst laughing.

"I'm sorry. God, aren't you cocky?" You ask in disbelief.

"Only because I'm right." He winks at you.

Hero!Satoru who offers you a place to stay as he figures out a way to get you out of danger. But instead of taking his help you argue with him. You want to expose them, the big corporation that worked under the Yakuza, the politicians what were in the mobs payroll.

Hero!Satoru who, after several hours of arguing with you, finally lets you help. You will be an informant for the police and Satoru would be your lawyer, one of his many pro bono cases. He would talk to his friend Detective!Kento, the one cop in the whole city he trusted one hundred percent.

Hero!Satoru who ends up liking your company, his penthouse not as lonely and dark. He likes getting home to someone smiling for him, he likes the smell of the food you offer to cook as "payment" for saving your life in more than one way. He likes the way your eyes crinkle when you laugh and the way your shampoo smells, it's scent now lingering in one of his pillows in his room.

Hero!Satoru who can't help fall in love with you as you face everything ahead with trembling limbs and tears pooling in your eyes yet you never yield, not even when you get framed for a murder you didn't commit, taking away part of your credibility as a witness. If the police wouldn't hear you then the papers would, and you'll bring every proof you could with you.

Hero!Satoru who enlists Lawyer!Suguru's help, his best friend aware of his shanenigans and the only person in the world he would trust his life with and therefore yours too. Both of them use every trick in the book until the finally get to set you free.

Hero!Satoru who holds you tight the night you get you get released, your innocence finally proven. That's the first night Satoru kisses you. Slowly, passionately, lovingly.

Hero!Satoru who, for the first time in a long time, is happy and content as he has you in his arms, his nose dipping in the crook of your neck.

Hero!Satoru who gives you tells you about the group of thugs he just beat up, hoping that one of them might have some intel he could use against Kenjaku, the man that behind every every string but he had planned to interrogate them but the cops showed up a little too early.

Hero!Satoru who isn't too sure to let you go interrogate one of those thugs at the hospital they were at, especially now that he had another tip of a big showdown where Kenjaku would be at, it was one in a million chance. But a small little please and the fierceness of your eyes and he rolled his eyes and agreed to let you go, as if he could stop you once you had made your mind.

Hero!Satoru who get's to the location, eagerness but mostly anger coursing through his veins as he is waiting to finally see the man who had made your life hell.

Hero!Satoru who notices too late that it was a trap, a trap meant to keep him occupied, distracted. Men after men came, dragging the fight longer than it should. When Kenjaku is nowhere to be seen he hold one of them men by his collar, screaming at him to give him answers.

"The boss... he sends his regards to the little bitch you're protecting."

Hero!Satoru who thinks he's too late as he calls your phone, each call going to voicemail.

Hero!Satoru who, for the first time in his life, feels completely and utterly hopeless.

You had reached the hospital room where one of the men Satoru had fought was recovering in. A broken nose, ribs and arm had rendered him incapacitated, his face almost deformed from the punches he had taken.

He had woken up in fear, scared of the "Blind demon." coming back for him. You had tried to call him down, telling him he better told you everything he knew or you would call this so called "Demon."

It didin't take long for him to spill the secrets he kept, giving you more and more ammunition for the expose you were working on. After over thirty minutes of recording, the sound of screaming interrupted your interview.

Gunshots could be heard everywhere, along with the screams of people who had gotten in the cross fire. You knew they were here for him, and the middle level criminal knew it too. You grabbed him, pulling him alongside you as you tried to make your way out of the hospital.

You had reached the hallway that reached the exit door, so close you could almost feel safety at the tip of your hands. Unfortunately, the criminal you were trying to keep alive had taken a stop, his lungs not cooperating with him after such a run.

You kept pulling on him, telling him to push through the lack of air. He began standing up straight, finally continuing giving a couple of steps in your direction when a shot was heard. A bullet carving his way from the back of his head to his forhead.

You ran, your legs and your lungs burning as you reach for a random room to try to keep yourself safe in. Unfortunately crystal walls are nothing against bullets.

Now cornered against a wall you hear your phone ringing, Satorus ringtone playing through the silent room you and your future killer are in. He looks at you, nothing but disdain in his face. He lifts his gun, aiming straight for your face.

"Kenjaku sends his rega–"

The man fell to the floor, now with a hole where his eye used to be.

Vigilante!Sukuna who looks at you and you remind him of a scared little puppy, trembling like a leaf as you began processing whatever the hell had just happened.

Vigilante!Sukuna whose red eyes scan you, analyzing whether or not you are a threat. It takes him less than a second to asses you're not, not with fear written so clearly over your face.

Vigilante!Sukuna who is surprised when you quickly pick up the gun his victim had, aiming it right at his chest.

Vigilante!Sukuna who sees as you take in his appearance. Red eyes, pink hair and a shit ton of tattoos adorning his body and face along with the big muscles you could see against his black long sleeved shirt he's wearing and the bullet proof vest. The man was built like a tank.

Vigilante!Sukuna who aims his gun back at you, thinking you might give up and just plead and beg for your life. Instead he is surprised by your stance, sure you were trembling but there wasn't a doubt in his mind you would shoot him dead if he tried anything.

"I'm not here for you." He says, plainly.

You don'y say anything, just waiting for him to do the first move. He tries to move forward to you but you aim the gun now to his face as he lifts his hands in the air.

Vigilante!Sukuna who thinks he's dead and he can't help but be disappointed as he sees your finger pulling the trigger. Taken out by a scared little girl, what an embarasing fate.

Vigilante!Sukuna who hears the bullet passing next to him, followed by a thud behind him. He turns around to see one of Kenjakus men in the floor, a bullet in his shoulder.

Vigilante!Sukuna who can't describe what he's feeling but as he sees the fire behind your eyes, he thinks there's more about you that you let on.

[kookiekatz]

First request here, can you write crk x reader when y/n came back home almost dead but they still alive ?? How would their husband react ??

A man should understand he doesn't protect his wife because she's weak, he protects her because she's important-Unknown

(SMC) Whoever attacked you must be eithet stupid or dumb because they had to attack the wife of an beast cookie. Shadow milk cookie looked like his sanity snapped in half the second he saw your injuries and cracks. He wants to exactly what happened to you??? and who did it?? And how their gonna pay for what they did??? Shadow milk cookie was furious no, absolutely livid when you told him about getting attack by some common cookie perv at your job site. Of course your husband made sure you were ok but shadow milk cookie was planning murder, and when you fell asleep he did just that. He made a example of the b*stard making sure to leave his head on spike for everyone to see don't mess with his wifey.....EVER!👿

(BSC) Now your one of the toughest cookies that Burning spice's ever met, however that doesn't mean he'll let cookies hurt you. So you can imagine his face turning an interesting shade of red when you came home heavily injured, but still standing and dragging yourself home. Your husband immediately helped you with your injuries, and after that he angerly but calmly ask you what happened. You told him about being assaulted by come common cookies in the spice lands of course you crumbled a good few of them, but you barely made it home alive and that was enough to him grabbed his ax and turn them into cookie crumbs. It's not often Burning spice felt strongly about things like this, but when he does........ Watch out👿👿👿

(SSC) He immediately knew something was wrong when you took longer to come home, later then you usually do. It felt like that for hours and he was this close to going to go out and search is when you burst into your shared home, covered in injuries and jam stains. You frantically tell your stunned husband about being attacked by some common cookies that hate him, and decided to hurt you instead in tears. All Silent salt cookie did was give your first aid as he listened to your explanation and allowed you to cry in his chest. After you fell asleep silent salt cookie went off on your attacked cutting them all into pieces, making sure they never try this again👿

(PVC) Ohhhhhhhh, the look on your poor husband was heartbreaking, and he became paler then you ever seen him. Your husband rushed to take care of you and your injuries, despite the tears in his eyes. Once he calms down and gets you to bed rest he asked you what happened and when did it happen? You told him about running into some evil cookies that worked with dark enchantress cookie, and her goons but you kicked there tiny butts and escaped. Now unfortunately despite your victory your tearful hubby is now paranoid and will be following you around for the next few months, but it's kinda sweet when you more on it😊

(DCC) He's calm on the outside, enraged on the inside. He's furious at whoever tried to crumble you in such a barbaric manner but his main focus is to help you with your injuries. Dark Cacao makes sure that you get the best medical care his kingdom has to offer even calling Pure Vanilla Cookie to heal you himself, then he ask you what had happened. You told him you got into some trouble with some of dark enchantress cookie's minions, and got hurt in the process when fighting them back. This angered dark Cacao further but he'll handle them later right now he needed to make sure your safe and healing from the whole experience, but expect extra security in the late future🔒.

FEEL FREE TO REBLOG👊

[radio-fmm]

Heart’s Duty pt.3

Prince!Sanji x Knight!reader

or... Ok but Prince!Sanji not aware that his knight is in fact a woman?

@queen-of-elves

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

You never imagined a life after being a knight. Always thought you’d die on the battlefield, or protecting the crown

You’d pictured it, bowing out heroically, sword  in hand and relief knowing you had taken care of your family, dying with a purpose.

“Well shit” —you carrying all your belongings trough the castle’s entrance was not part of that picture 

Anxiety washes over you at the harsh realization that your old life awaits you, unchanged. It isn’t even clear to you if you’ll even walk into your home again, running away sounded more viable than having to build a sad explanation for you arriving in the middle of the busy morning.

You didn’t even bother saying goodbye to the prince… another sharp feeling hits you, this one’s different, almost regretful as you imagine Sanji without you. Who would stand up for him? Who would take him on his walks or test taste his amazing culinary creations?… who would be there for him like you always had, hell, who would be there for you?

You shake your head as you try and dissolve the feeling, you can’t think of the prince that way! He is destined to marry royalty and you? You were below no one. You were a coward that was running away from the consequences of her actions.

On the bright side, this was better than whatever hell was awaiting you inside that castle, and best believe hell was breaking loose.

Every server that has been lucky enough to tend to Prince Sanji would describe him as kind, caring and generous. But right now he was unrecognizable

Not in all his years has Sanji ever thrown a tantrum, so looking at a man from his status breaking furniture and cursing at every soul crossing his path was odd… and frightening 

Marshal Zoro stands beside the room’s door, speechless as the prince unleashes his frustration, every curse on the book and some more being screamed into the thin walls, redness of frustration blooming on his skin

“Your highness, you need to calm down-“ Sanji’s breath was loud, it echoed through the room as he tried to find some semblance of control. He probably scared you off didn’t he? Dammit he should’ve been more careful with his words… what if he made you uncomfortable? Oh gods he wishes he didn’t he wouldn’t be able to live with himself 

Marshal Zoro’s voice rings in his ears, he didn’t care to explain the situation to anyone he just knew he needed to find you, the thought of you walking alone around the kingdom’s streets without a thing to your name made him shiver, he should’ve known better 

Every second spend spiraling is a chance to find you lost. He fixes his posture, standing tall with determination, his mind clears. He makes a bee line to the door, long strides across the room before a bulky hand makes him halt

“Your highness, you know we can’t allow you stepping outside the castle unprompted” Zoro´s tone would make anyone stop on their tracks, but not today, not when you are at stake

“You are dismissed” theres a finality on the prince’s demand, and certain haste that confuses Zoro further 

Of course he doesn’t move an inch, eyes set straight forward while a silence settles uncomfortably

“I won’t repeat myself”

Something between Zoro wanted to answer that he in fact doesn’t follow his orders, he follows the king’s, but a glance at the prince’s eyes, and at the situation at hand makes him settle for another answer- “It would be better for our benefit if your highness shares whatever the trouble is rather than run away like a headless chicken” Underneath his condescence was genuine curiosity, Sanji battles with himself before he settles for backing away. For the record Sanji could tell the marshal what went down and the dangers that may ensue if he decides to stay, but he doesn’t, because he would never invade a lady’s privacy, ever

“Fine, I’ll stay”

Or did he?,

You see Sanji was no fool, he knew that Marshal Zoro was an important asset to his father, his position demanding long hours of work and dedication that would eventually draw him away for the task (him) that he was currently stuck in, so, ever the patient man, awaits the inevitable call from the squire to act his scape rather swiftly. Between change of positions between the marshal and whatever stupid knight assigned him was, Sanji scurries away unnoticed trough the castle’s window, even if it ended in him falling rather ungracefully on a rose bush. 

Without missing any more time, he dodges guards and housekeepers with a practiced ease that you had mastered with the prince on the many times you allowed him to step outside the castle without permission, he finally makes it to the door. 

The streets are bustling with vendors, eager shoppers and late breakfast, a warmth would usually fuel the prince at such display of his people enjoying their days, but right now he can only think of you. With nothing but the memory of your face he hopes to find you safe and sound, open to listen to his hearts desires  and ready to comeback to the castle where he can enjoy your company once again. He mingles between the people but it doesn’t take long for people’s head s to turn and whispers to fall behind his step. As he made a halt in front of a fruit stand to just politely ask the lady if he had seen someone with your description, someone’s shoulders makes him loose balance

“Well what do we have here!-” 

Shit

“-what have we done to deserve the presence of our majesty?!” The bustle of the people quiets, and Sanji feels the spotlight blind his eyes, 3 men circle him, clearly bad intentions written all over them, he should’ve planned this through…

“Please!-“ he picks up his voice so that the people around can hear ”-don’t mind me, continue with your day!”

“Are you deaf? am I not deserving of your attention?” The same man that bumped into him strides forward, menacing as he tries to clearly break a fight; the prince remains calm, clearly not wanting a commotion that could draw the attention of the kingdoms patrol that could retrieve him back, not when he hadn’t even got a lead to your whereabouts. He steps backwards thinking of a response that could simmer the anger being directed his way but tumbles with another man behind him, cornering him immediately without a window to run.

Shit 

Before the man can even lay a hand on the prince, a sharp sword flashes before his eyes and stops the pocket knife that he clearly had no clue the man had uncovered

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you” the sweet voice that reaches Sanji’s ears make him turn surely giving him whiplash

It’s you 

Masterlist

[writersdrug]

Ok Ok I know canonically, Simon Riley's face would probably look something like Samuel Roukin's, since you can already see it in the eyes (and honestly Samuel's just a great looking guy and I canon it too).

BUT

I cannot get this out of my head that Jack Reacher is Ghost coded. It's like a parasite in my brain. I mean - just look. Don't tell me I'm crazy. Please tell me I'm crazy.

I have to explain my obsession with this.

Big burly brooding military man that looks like he won't put up with my brattitude and will gladly put me in my place.

Further explanation below (NSFW)

I'll leave this here