#one small thing and it all would have been diffrent

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

How about 20 and 25 for Georgie, and 7, 30, and B for the twins!

Tyy!!! these are all so fun!! my awnsers got Looong so the rest are under teh read more<33

Georgie:

20, If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Hmm. romantic as just a slightly different flavor of platonic, and familial as something stronger in some ways than both, familial is choosing to stay with someone through everything, where as most friends and lovers, however strong the feelings, are people who can fade in and out of your life. him being adopted causes this take on familial, and his calm approach to life & love shapes the others.

25, What are their thoughts on marriage?

Happily married to the love of his life Sosiel!! longer answer, he sees it as an extra step to show the bond you and a partner have, but doesn't see it as nessasery or an end goal, just one of the ways of pledging your love for someone [and throwing a big party!]

7, What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

Celia: Most often? her close friends, but in general shes a very nostalgic person, constantly following threads of recognition back to the past, distracting herself from the constant threat of her situation in the warmth of the past, in the reassurance that shes made it through past struggles, she can make it through these, as well as reminding her what and who shes fighting for. she enjoys the feeling most of the time, and even recalling the horrors of the past can be reassuring to her.

Cecio: hmm. Wotr: everything? there is very little he cannot link back to Celia in his mind, to how she was when he was younger and how he thinks of her now. its less self soothing than Celia's nostalgia, and could be seen as self harm in a way, by constantly think of her and his complicated relationship with her. its not very healthy, but he morbidly enjoys the feeling sometimes.

30, Who do they most regret meeting?

Celia: Hmm. there is no one person that ruined or changed the course of Celia's life like Cecio, it was more of a butterfly effect over time. on one hand she regrets meeting her freind's and her part in dragging them further into the cycle of violence, but on the other she knows they had slim chances of surviving without her. I will say Polpo, even though she technically never met him as it was the lighter test & his stand puncturing her with the arrow that pushed her and her friends into a higher level of crime and violence, and her powerful stand meaning she would not be allowed to escape Passiones grasp.

Cecio: OOH. this is so good ill have to answer this both ways<3

wotr: his father, or the servant that took him to meet his father. if he had not met them, he would have stayed with Celia, stayed home. if he ever lest himself think about it, he would like to join the hellknights after her and eventually be able to fight side by side with her on the battlefield as an equal

jjba: the man who persuaded him to go undercover as a plant in the police force. while his urge to help his sister was preyed upon, and he is the only person other than Elena to have a genuine chance to escape the cycle, and he threw it away. then Passione didn't care about Celia's little brother, but by the time Rametto was 16, he had no other path than to take the test, which made Cecio feel guilt and regret over throwing his chance away. he would have been a defense lawyer, working to defend the people of his community, he had the grades and charm.

B, What inspired you to create them?

Celia i've already answered here but ill put myself on blast with Cecio.

Haurchefant Greystone. its so weird saying to now bc they are so completely different, but one fic i read made the very interesting choice to make his relationship with his father strained [in an au where he survived] and it was so fascinating to me!

i then pulled my dragoon oc and made her his half sister, someone left behind when Haurchefant was taken in by his father, and then combined it with him getting mistreated by his stepmother, leaving Celia to work to fund his knight training, as well as use the only method of social mobility she had, becoming a dragoon and attempting to become the azure dragoon. she fucking hates estinian and tries to kill him several times in her attempt to become the azure dragoon. yes im still anooyed by him from the drg job quests. i love him but i show it by throwing him on a cliff

silver hair and being a bastard son is what little remains, but i do imagine Cecio's friendly act, especially in pre-game in wotr is very similar to how Haurchefant acts.

[mrfoox]

Wtf is my fascination with this little freak.... Hes just a dude but I'm so intrigued, I'm tired

[whereserpentswalk]

Imagine you've grown up on a spacestation. It's a major port, several times larger then most terrestrial cities. You've gotten to meet people, from all around the known universe, cultures with diffrent gods, diffrent tongues, diffrent systems of government, even some that aren't even fully human anymore through genetic engineering and adaptation.

And for your entire life you've heard about planets. Most media, from the strangest fantasy stories, to the most mundane dramas, take place on planets and assume to viewer lived most of their life on a planet. And most of the you talk to are from planets too, even those that have made their home on the station still grew up on planets, or have family they visit on planets. But you don't really have any personal frame of reference for what a planet is even like. Once or twice you've been on a ship or visited a nearby station, but you've never actually been too a planet.

You don't think of things the way terrestrial people do. You don't think of things as being inside or outside, just in diffrent rooms. You don't think of places as being flat, but as having layers of floors. You don't even have a full idea of what being "outside" would be like.

And one day, long after you've become an adult, you actually visit a planet. Everyone you know kind of expects you to be in awe of the beauty of an open sky, to finally enjoy the feeling of fresh air. But to you, you feel nothing. It's chaotic and confusing, you don't know how to get anywhere, you can't navigate places this open. When you see an open field it scares you, like open space brought into a station's walls. Everything feels so big and crowded and so small and empty at the same time. You barely leave your hotel room the entire trip.

People are supposed to exist on the ground. But you adapted to something else. That's what humans do after all, adapt to things.

[chaengluva]

Party

Reneé Rapp x Fem!Reader: 1.1k words: Masterlist

Tw: Slight smut? but not really that heavy or that detailed.

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You had always loved going out late at night to clubs, It has become a nightly thing finding parties to go to, ever since you turned twenty one It's been something that you enjoyed doing, You were going out tonight with your friends to a club and you were really excited to go, you and your friends have spent the past few hours getting ready.

Clubs make you escape from reality, even though it's not healthy to get drunk every night, you can't help it because It makes you feel like you're on a diffrent world, you didn'r think you'd be a fan of one nighters, but clubs have changed your opinion  

You have decided to wear a red tight dress and black heals, you were hoping that no guys would hit of you, hoping that you looked 'Gay enough' for girls to come up to you because you were way to shy to make the first move. "You ready to go?" Your best friend asks, you nod, smiling and grab your purse and you head off with your friends.

Finally getting to the club, you have a small drink so you don't turn up sober, you walk inside and the loud music and flashing lights greet you straight away, you smile, finally feeling at home. You walk in and order a drink straight away. You drink it quickly and then head to the dance floor.

You loved to dance, you felt good, you closed your eyes and danced feeling yourself. You were in the middle of dancing when a presence interrupted in front of you, you open your eyes to see your best friend, "Seriously?" You question, she smirks at you, "Tall hot Blondie eyes to your left."

You look over to your side and see nothing, looking back at your friend confused, she moves your face to the left saying "other left." and you see exactly what she described, the girl looked at you up and down, she had bangs and you love the way she was looking at you, she walked over to you, licking her lips. "hey."

You smirk at her, "Hi." she smiles, "Let me buy you a drink, pretty girl." You blush, as you follow her to the bar, you sit down and tell her what you want, she buys it for you and you can't help but stare at her, she is a goddess. "I'm Reneé, whats your name?" she says, smiling. "I'm Y/n."

Reneé smiles, drinking the drink she ordered for herself, "What brings you here alone?" she asks, smiling, you giggle slightly before saying "Oh I'm not here alone.. my best friend is here with me." The blonde girl chuckles before saying, "No I mean alone, like without a date."

You smile saying, "I just like coming here and finding random people to hook up with." Reneé smirks, "Random hookups you say?" You smile, she grabs you by the wrist and drags you to her car, you text your friend telling you that you are leaving with someone, she just texts you back a smirking emoji.

She pulls up to her house and as soon as she parks the two of you run up to get inside the house, she pulls your cardigan off and starts kissing your lips, one of her hands hold the back of your head so she doesn't accidentally hurt you, the other hand is on your waist, holding your body close to hers and her lips move against your neck covering you in dark hickeys. she pulls away and puts her forehead on yours and whispers "Jump."

You do as your told and she catching you, making you wrap your legs around her waist she walks around and eventually you feel your back in the material of the couch, she kisses down your body, she moves herself to sit on the couch and pulls you to sit on her lap, she tugs on the material of your dress, looking up at you with siren eyes.

You nod and she pulls of your dress, she smiles at the sight of you in a white lace bra, she moves in and kisses your breasts, she moves her hand towards your back to up-clip your bra she then takes it off and throws it somewhere in the room, she kisses your breasts, leaving more dark spots all over your body, one hand is rested on your waist as the other one is grabbing your other breast.

You start to rock your body on her thigh, anything to get some pleasure, "That's it baby, ride my thigh." you do as she says and start grinning faster, she guides your movements with her hands on your waist and you put your hands on her shoulders.

The rest of the night was like this, this was probably the best hookup sex you have ever had, maybe even the best, you loved the way it felt but you also loved the way Reneé treated you after, no one has ever given you aftercare so it felt really nice.

You awoke by the strong light coming in from the blinds, you get up realising you're not familiar with the place, as you're about to get up, Reneé comes in with a plate of breakfast and gives it to you, "T-thank you." You smile and start to eat your breakfast.

Once you've finished, you get up and Reneé gives you some of her clothes so you're not leaving in your dress, you feel sad leaving, you don't want to leave and you don't want anyone else after what happened last night, you leave your house and reach in your pocket for your phone, you feel your phone but you also feel a small piece of paper.

Text me, cutie ;)

XXX-XXX-XXX

You blush at the pet name, and you feel someone tap your shoulder, you turn around to see Reneé smiling at you, "You think i'd let you walk home? get in the car." She says, walking you over to her car, opening the door for you.

She drives to your house and pulls you in for a kiss before you leave, you're so happy you meet her, she's so sweet and so caring, you're literally i love with her already.

[yandere-wishes]

✾Sweet Like Morning-Glory ✾

💚Summary: There's a melody humming within your bones. A tune Baizhu strums with his needles and drugs. The ballade sings of a love more deadly than any toxin. 

💚Author's note: Requested by my darling @fangirl-katwithclaws hope you enjoy it, Love!!~ 💜

💚Warnings: drugging, intoxicants, narcotics, reader is dazed.  

You wake up wrong. Half dead and half alive with none of the glory. 

You feel broken, cleaved as if someone dissembled you and then tried to re-assemble you in a hurry. Erroneously forging pieces that do not fit. There's a thumping in your head and in your right arm. A reminder of a memory long since forgotten. 

There's a squeaking noise, the door sliding heavily against the wooden floorboards. It's too loud. Actually, now that you think about it, everything feels too loud. The birds, the crickets, the mysterious tune that haunts the Liyue streets. Everything feels like lost notes ambushing your lagging encephalon.

You turn your head to the source of the noise, watch as the door opens ever so agonizingly slow. There's green and gold and a flash of white that enters the room. Him. The only thing that stands out in a sea of blurry colors too vivid to process. Him. The one who's always at the forefront of your brain no matter how sluggish you feel. 

Baizhu sits on the edge of your shared bed, his easy smile ever present on his pale face. He leaves the tray of food on your lap and raises both hands to cup your cheeks, pressing a soft kiss on your cracked lips. 

There's something wrong with the way Baizhu tastes. His kisses are bitter. All molten violetgrass and qingxin flowers. It's like the toxins from his soul are seeping into you, it takes unprecedented self-control you didn't know you possessed to remain still within his grasp. He mutters something against your lips, something lighthearted and sweet. Like the first fresh breeze of spring. Only it's fall now or is it winter? Everything is getting so hard to recall. 

To all of Liyue, you are known as Baizhu's sick bride. The one with limbs stiffer than her stepdaughter's and a foggy memory to boot. In actuality, you do not know how you gained such a title. Your memories tend to be nothing more than faint echos and ebony slates of confusion. You can't even properly recall how you met Baizhu, let alone how you married him. All you remember is a phrase, the first I love you Baizhu said. Albit with diffrent words and a much diffrent phrasing. 

"My what lovely veins you have."

If thoughts would be permitted to linger in your mind for longer than mere seconds, then maybe, just maybe that phrase would have seemed off to you. Something all so wrong about finding beauty under one's skin. But your thoughts are never consistent enough to draw such intricate conclusions. Instead, you nuzzle into Baizhu's touch, trying to ground yourself. Baizhu plucks something small of the breakfast tray and pops it into his mouth. He waits a heartbeat before kissing you again. Slipping something round into your mouth. 

You can almost feel your pulse fade. 

It's warm in Bubu pharmacy, too warm. You feel like your skin is melting off your bones. "it's too warm" you mumble, eyes unfocused staring at the front entrance of the pharmacy. Your mind is spinning, out of control like a crashing bird. 

You lean back against your husband, resting your head on his shoulder. 

Baizhu's hand finds its way to your head, entwining his fingers into your hair. You permit a heavy whine to escape your throat, a dry muffled noise that briefly catches the attention of some of the patrons. "Baizhu, please" you mutter, desperate to leave the lively room. 

Sometimes you vaguely recall a time when the presence of others hadn't been so suffocating. When you'd laughed with the people of the harbor and basked in their sweet company. Only when you had met Baizhu had socializing become so taxing. An exhausting affair your sweet lover helped you avoid. At times, in rare bouts of clarity, it almost felt as if Baizhu had planned this. As if he held the blame for your metamorphosis into a hermit. 

And if you were ever conscious enough to care it may have been a problem... 

Qiqi runs in, leaving her basket of fresh herbs on a chair. She runs over to you, lifting her arms. You wrap your arms around her waist and try to pull her up. She's getting heavier you note, albeit you're sure you are, in fact, the one getting weaker. 

"Qiqi, darling. Maybe it's best you take Mommy to her room. I'll join you shortly once Gui arrives." 

Qiqi nods and reaches to hold your hand. Walking idly by you, hand in hand, as you escape the suffocating room. 

You wonder if Qiqi appreciates your lethargy. Lolls in knowing there is another like her. Someone stiff and sick and with a mind too slow to process nothing more than idle commands. 

There's mold festering inside her. A rigor mortis she can not beat. Her body betrays her at every step. Yet ultimately she is the true traitor, the one who didn't honor her body's dying wish. You wonder if Qiqi even fully comprehends what being a zombie entails. You wonder if you wholly understand it yourself. 

Maybe you had died a long time ago too, maybe Baizhu had found a way to resurrect you. That would account for the constant stiffness and memory lapses. It made more sense than this malady he kept going on about. A haunting hollowness dances across the darker corners of your heart. It twirls and pirouettes to the tune of anticipation. Maybe this darkness has always been a wrathful death. Cheated from claiming you for the grave. 

Your room is quiet, a contrast to the morning. The shadows slither across the walls as you wait patiently for Baizhu. You'd sent Qiqi off to her room. Hoping she'd busy herself with doctor dolls she so fancied. Your eyes trained on the door. Mind empty except for rouge thoughts of him. The way his warm hands feel so good against your burning skin. How gentle he is with you as if you'd been made from glass. You love him. You're sure you do. 

Baizhu slips in quietly. Closing the door and shutting out the world. 

He sits next to you on the bed. Hands ghosting over your body. 

It feels like your skin doesn't fit correctly over your bones. 

"You're so beautiful like this". There's a needle between his fingers, held with all the percussion in the world. Beads of vivid green drip from the tip, a sacrifice to perfection. 

If Baizhu could he'd pluck the flesh off your limps just to catch a glimpse of your porcalin white bones. he'd open their shells and kiss the marrow resting within. You remember him detailing that in a loose breath once. How gorgeous you'd be unskinned. How he'd love to kiss every part of you hidden behind your delicate skin. It's something from the past, or something from the future, too hard to fully remember. He does tend to fanaticize out loud all too often.  

Baizhu pulls you closer, taking kisses from your shoulder to the depression of your elbow. There he sucks, prepping the vein. Another dose gentily spills into you and he kisses your lips passionately. 

Your eyes remain open. Taking him in, in his entirety. 

You blame the archons, the green they used for his hair is much too vibrant. The acid-like tone has surely bled into his soul. Filling it with venoms. Venoms he can't help, in turn, leaking into his lover.

You're mind grows dimmer as Baizhue's kisses grow hotter. His voice a fading star as he breathes out your name. 

"My sweet, sweet darling, out like a wilted rose I see."

[demonsword586]

Leviathan Bloodshed story part 1

(I apoligise for spelling mistakes,I been writting this for two days and I can't feel my arms. I forgot how long the prolouge is... Also I think this may go slower than I anticipated,sorry. Also I might take a day off of this,my arm feels like it wants to go on it's own funeral)

(bg inside the castle of Hades)

Mc: It somehow seems like it's loud outside the palace today...

It was unusual for the devils of Hades,who always lived by a strict discipline,to make a ruckus.

Barbatos: That's because it's Halloween today!

Foras: Everyone must be busy preparing for the festival.

Mc: They have Halloween festival in Hell too??

When you asked,the devils around you stared at you as though you were a total hillbilly.

Glasyal La Bolas: Ha ha,how many times do we have to explain to this small human that the things in the human world were made under Hell's effects?

Glasyal spoke pathetically with a bad-tempered smile.

Foras: Don't be impolite to a guest of his Majesty Leviathan,Glasyal La Bolas. It is not a sin to be stupid.

Barbatos: Hmm? His Majesty Leviathan said 'ignorance is a sin.' though.

Foras: ....Mc,let me apoligise. These guys are all fools.

Mc: (Wait,you just said I'm stupid...)

You felt victimized and glared at the three devils,but to no effect whatsoever.

You were sometimes confused if the devils of Hades were kind to you or if they disliked you.

Barbatos: We might as well! The son/daughter of Solomon is curious about the Halloween festival and we have a Halloween festival going on right now!

Barbatos: We might as well go and enjoy it together!

Foras: Barbatos,how many times are you repeating the phrase 'we might as well'?

Glasyal La Bolas: Ahh,a festival. It is such a melodious word. It is a dangerous day where the smallest conflicts can cause a riot.

Glasyal La Bolas: Although it will never happen in Hades.

Glasyal La Bolas spoke with a look of ecstasy,then turned gloomy and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Mc: Is the festival in Hades very diffrent from the festivals in other countries?

Barbatos: There would be no better answear than seeing it for yourself!

Barbatos grabbed your hand with a look of excitment.

Foras: Wait,Barbatos...! You should have fun at the festival after you finish your work...

Barbatos: I see! Foras please take care of my job as well!!

Foras: ?!?!

Glasyal La Bolas: Hahaha! I knewthis would happen. Foras,what are you doing? Go and grab Barbatos by his throat!

Foras: ........Never mind. We needed a devil to guide the son/daughter of Solomon around the festival,so we'll just say Barbatos is in charge of it.

Glasyal La Bolas: Pfft,boring.

You heard the conversation of the remaining two devils while Barbatos positively dragged you through the corridor.

Fortunately it looked like Foras would deal with it.

Mc: (I'm sorry,Foras...!)

Apoligizing for something you didn't do,you headed for the streets with Barbatos.

(bg changes to the streets of Hades)

The faster Barbatos walked,the harder your heart pounded.

A festival in Hell?! It has to be several times as big and fun than festivals on Earth.

Once you and Barbatos left the palace,you headed for the central square where they all gathered.

Mc: (Such flashy street decorations! Mouthwatering street food! Lively people laughing and talking!)

Mc:....Where are they all?

Next to Barbatos who stopped at the square,you tilted your head.

The biggest crowd you have ever seen was gathering in the square,but it had neither the street decorations nor street food.

(bg changes to a giant fire surrounded by devils)

Instead,there was one thing that was diffrent from the norm in the center of the square...

Mc: ( A mega sized camp fire?!)

There was a fire that burned as tall as the palace in the central of the square.

Even while sweating because of the heat,the devils were holding hands with their family or friends around it.

They were not in their normal uniforms or medival clothes,but in the most casual type...so,how humans on Earth dressed.

The devils who looked like humans except for their horns were smiling and greeting each other.

You felt tears welling up in your eyes from the Earthy atmosphere you haven't felt in a long time.

Mc: They're in diffrent clothes from usual.

Barbatos: Hmm! They say the costume for this year is 'human'!

Mc: Haha. The humans on Earth are probably wearing devil costumes.

While you felt amused,Barbatos stayed quiet nect to you. You thought it was strange and looked...

Barbatos: Isn't it hot and splendid and beautiful? Although it's not as beautiful as the sun!!

The flames were dancing in Barbatos' eyes

Mc: Do you mean...that the Halloween festival in Hades is enjoying a mega sized camp fire?

Barbatos: A mega sized camp fire? Ha ha ha! That's a stake!

Mc: A-a stake?! Who committd such a heinous crime that they'll be burnt on a stake this big?!

Barbatos: Ourselfs from last year.

Mc: ....?

Just then a young male approached the flaming fire almost precariously-

And took off the noose around his neck then threw it inside the fire.

YAYY-!!

When the huge flames instantly deveoured the noose,the onlooker devils cheered and clapped.

The noose wasn't so big,but it burnt brightly with a huge purple light when entered the flames.

The devil's bangs were burnt and curly in a funny way,as he backed away and bowed to others.

Barbatos: Those nooses around the necks of the devils in Hades,mean that they dedicate their lives to his Majesty Leviathan.

Mc: What?! Then what's that supposed to be? Treason?

Barbatos: It's determination!

Mc: ???

While you look doubful,the others followed suit of the brave devil and began threwing nooses to the stake.

The devils rushing towards the flames and shimmered backwards so the fire woudn't devour them.

It looked like they were dancing to the wavering flames.

The long shadows streaching out from their feet around the fire looked like petals of a huge flower.

Barbatos: Halloween is the day of the dead. In other words it is a day for the 'dead'.

Barbatos: So we perform this ceramony thinking that we burn our previous deaths and wait for the next ones.

Barbatos: And...we the living devils carry the lives of the devils who protected Hell before but died before us.

Barbatos: By burning our old nooses and hanging new ones around our necks,we are promising to walk along the same paths as we honor their gone lives.

Barbatos: So when we burn the old nooses,we claim new nooses from the person we want to risk our lives for after his Majesty Leviathan

When the nooses of all those in the square went into the fire,a woman approached the young man who burnt his noose first and hung a new,clean noose around his neck.

The woman's cheeks were flushed and she had tears in her eyes.

You could see grannies hanging nooses around young children and middle-aged devils hanging nooses around their best friends.

The same scenes continued here and there and you somehow felt a twingle of emotion in your nose.

Mc: ( This is beautiful)

It wasn't the magnificent or joyful atmosphere you anticipated but the Hallowwen festival of Hades had a coolness to it like that of a sacred ritual.

The devils with new nooses around their necks went to their houses and changed the tall wooden pillars standing before their houses.

The pillars were taller than an average male adult devil and had devices to hang things at the end.

Mc: ...Those pillars standing in front of all those houses...

Barbatos: Ahh,are you talking about the simple hanging devices they prepared to die if anything happens to his Majesty Leviathan?

Mc: ..simple hanging devices..

Barbatos: Hmm! They fix it or place new ones every year on this day!

Barbatos: It's troubling if they need to die but the pillars are weak and break.

Barbatos explained all the savageness with a smile as glorious as the fire in the center of the square.

Mc: The devils of Hades are too extreme...

Barbatos: That's the source of our power!

Mc: Yea,I'm still worried...but think that they're very wonderful at the same time

Barbatos: !!

Barbatos looked a little suprised.

Thanks to his distincts features of his face,the big and small shadows of the fire danced across his face,but his eyes wavered most promitently.

Barbatos: Son/ Daughter of Solomon,I think you...

Small devil: Son/ Daughter of Solomon! Have you not placed a noose around your neck yet?

Almost at the same time Barbatos opened his mouth with an overwhelmed look on his face,a small devil that barely reached your knees tapped your calf and spoke to you.

Failing to realize as the adorable devil who resembled a puppy was asking you with a look of anticipation,you shook your head.

Mc: No I don't normally hang a noose around my neck...

Small devil: In that case,may I place one on you?

Mc: Hmm? On me?

Small devil: I know you're not one of his Majesty Leviathan's subject. Even so,this is a festival!

When the small devil spoke with a beam,you succumbled to his adorable appearance and nodded.

Mc: I won't say no then.

Small devil: I-i-in that case,could you..perhaps put a noose around my neck too?

Mc: Huh? Of course.

Small devil: Wowww!!

When you bend your knees before the small devil who now had tearful eyes and hung your head,he hung a noose he weaved with his small hands around your neck.

Looking up,you saw a blushing devil with his eyes tightly closed,holding the noose to hang around his neck in his hands.

When you took the noose from his shaky hands and put it around his neck.

Mc: All don-

Small devil: I like you too, Son/ Daughter of Solomon!!

Mc: Huh?

Startled by his sudden confession,you finally saw the devils around you.

Devils:...............

Mc: (T-They are looking my way with terrifying eyes!)

You didn't know when they stopped clapping and cheering but they all stared at you.

Mc: B-Barbatos...C-Can you explain what's happening...

Barbatos: Huhu..you hang nooses around the devils' necks on Halloween with your closest friends or lovers!

Devil with a loud voice: Pfft! Had I known,I would have spoken with the Son/ Daughter of Solomon first!

Devil with a loud voice: I thought the son/daughter of Solomon would not participate in this ritual!

Sensitive devil: I'm so upset! So jelaous! If I throw him into the pit of fire and hand over my noose again!!

Small devil: Hehe,hehehehe

Barbatos grinned and spoke lightly

Barbatos: It looks like you're loved in Hades!

Just as the devils burning in envy as hot as the stake grounded their teeth.

Mc: Huh?

With everyone staring in your direction,you saw a familiar face at the back of the crowd

(Levi appears)

Mc: (Leviathan..?)

For some reason,Leviathan was in an unfamiliar suit.

Mc: ( Is Leviathan also dressed as a human like the other devils?)

Already curious about 'What would Leviathan do while the others perform the ritual at the stake?' you furtively ran towards Leviathan while everyone directed their envy and fury at the small devil.

(bg changes to streets of Hades)

He was leaving the square as though he wasn't there on a business but passing by.

Mc: Levia....

Just when you were about to call him to stop out of happines,you closed your mouth before even calling his name.

There were lots of devils talking and laughing not too far away,

Heading somewhere on his own, Leviathan's face had nothing but sadness,let alone a smile.

Mc: ( Can I talk with him...?)

Although all devils,especially the seven deadly sins gave off difficult aura for normal people to approach,Leviathan emitted that aura way more than the others.

Responsibility,emptiness and a deep sadness that surpassed it.

That was what you felt from him.

You somehow felt yourself from difficult times from him

Mc: ( I don't want to leave Leviathan alone!)

You knew the diffrwnce between someone who wanted to be alone and someone who had no choice but to be alone....because you were the latter.

Mc: Levi! Where are you going?!

You pretended to be brighter than usual and gathered the courage to approach Leviathan.

When he turned to your direction,you gasped out loud,because you were overwhelmed by the beauty when you faced him head on.

The transparent eyes under his thick,long eyelashes especially took your breath away!

Mc: ( It's like I can understand why Barbatos who worshipps the sun would be awed by Leviathan)

Leviathan: ....Don't call me like that. I shall kill you.

Leviathan: What are YOU doing here instead of enjoying the festival?

Mc: I was enjoying it! Look,I even got a noose.

Leviathan: (angy jely glare) .......

Leviathan 's eyes momentarily turned vicious,but you were oblivious to the fact as you asked him a question.

Mc: Leviathan,where are you going yourself? Not enjoying the festival.

As you were going to compliment him that he looked good in a suit he normally didn't wear...

Leviathan: I am going to the graveyard of my fallen associoates.

Mc: ...?!

Leviathan: Because Halloween is the day of the dead,I am going there to commemorate them.

Mc: I-I see...I wasn't aware. I was only excited about the festival.

Leviathan: Me going to commemorate the graveyard of Hades,has nothing to do with you..

You felt sheepish at his cold tone

You wanted to talk with him some more but !ou coudn't think of anything to say.

And Leviathan watched you with cold eyes.

Leviathan said no more as he walked past you.

You hung your head,unable to say anything more to him.

You heard the sounds of Leviathan's footsteps receding.

You suddenly felt immensly sad.

And Leviathan's footsteps stopped.

Leviathan: Near where I'm going...

Although his voice was small and from afar you coudn't hear it properly,you turned back to look at him.

Leviathan has also turned his back to look at you.

Mc: What?~ I coudn't hear you!~

You shouted,cupping your hands around your mouth like a trumpet in case Leviathan coudn't hear you.

Leviathan chuckled,it was definettly a cold and spechless laugh but he smiled.

Leviathan: There's a shop near where I'm going that sells jewels.

Leviathan: There are rare jewels that allow people to become closer.

Mc: (If you're going to talk from auch a distance at least raise your voice..nevermind,I'm going to him)

You hurried to Leviathan

Mc: Jewels??? Closer???

Leviathan: I'll buy you one as a present

While you approached,you could hear Leviathan's voice well

Mc: ( If I approach,I don't become estrangled)

You don't know what the source of Leviathan's sadness was but you thought you knew what to do

Normally you sould have asked WHY?? but this time you shouted energeticlly instead.

Mc: Thanks Levi!!! I'll be waiting for you!

Leviathan: Don't call me that. And stop shouting so close to me,it hurts my ears.

Leviathan: I am the one giving you a present. Why are you telling me to go where you are and offer it to you?

Mc: ( Suprisngly he's answearing everything and hes even twlling me to pick him up!)

Mc: ( I think....I get it a little..)

Mc: Until when should I go meet you?

Leviathan: About two hours later,go where I am and accept my present

Leviathan: Barbatos guide him/her well

Mc: Huh? Wheres Barbatos?

Barbatos: Yes,your Majesty!

Mc: What the...! When did you come here?

You jumped up at thw bright and reliable voice behind you which has been quiet until now

Meanwhile Leviathan turned as though he was going to continue and spoke coldly.

Leviathan: Also take off that noose around your neck,it doesn't even suit you!

There was great displeasuee on Leviathan's face as he said those words.

Mc:(Don't tell me you were jelaous this whole time?!)

Mc: Then put a noose on me yourself!

Mc: But I won't take this one off. The devil who put it on me looked really happy

Mc: Still,I'll put your noose on top of it.

Leviathan stared at you as though he wanted to say 'what a loud and dislikable being'

But the harsh words never came and Leviathan turned back on his way.

Barbatos: You're looking happy son/daughter of Solomon!

You smiled and nodded as Barbatos placed a firm arm around your shoulder and led you back to the central square.

But this time you stared at the giant clock tower instead of the stake where devils were dancing

Mc: ( I hope two hours go by quickly...)

Two hours later..

(Bg changed to Hades streets at night)

By the time thwenooses around the devils necks were all changed to new ones and the hanging devices have been fixed

Barbatos: It's nearly the time for us to go!....I bet that's what you were witing for me to say

Barbatos was smiling as he led you through the sqaure

You wanted to meet Leviathan as soon as possible and were ready to run to him...but...

Barbatos didn't even run but laid down a coffin that he was carrying with him-the coffin didn't have any strings but was always floating behind him- he opened the lid

Mc: Barbatos,we don't know where Leviathan could be...but don't you think he's waiting if we don't hurry?

Barbatos: This is the fastest way.

Barbatos winked at you,climbed inside the coffin and layed down

Barbatos: You should come in too!

Opening his arms with a tempting smile,Barbatos urged you. And you lied down next to him since you had nothing else to do.

Lying on his side to make space for you,Barbatos' firm chest pressed against !our shoulder.

Barbatos: I'm closing the lid now.

The lid closed over the jam-packed coffin with you and Barbatos in it.

(Bg changes to darkness)

Creakkkkkk.....

Mc: ( ...I-is this a funeral experience?!)

You shuted your eyes in fear the moment the lid closed and was absorbed in the most coplicated feeling

You evaided an angel swinging a scyte in your face but were now shut in a coffin while you were still breathing.

But the dark fearful feeling you expected never came.

Mc: (In fact it's suprisingly cozy!)

The coffin was full of the scent of the man emating a sweet rosy scent and his arms were soft and warm.

And for some reason it felt like you were liyng on a dark but spacious and cozy lawn!

You were suprised when you furtively opened your eyes.

(Bg changes to a universe)

Mc: Weren't we...inside a coffin?!

Barbatos: We the devils of Hades carry our own universes inside our coffins instead of the dead.

There was a sky full of stars- no a universe spreading before your eyes.

Barbatos: Through this space we can travel whereever we want to go. That's why no one can evade the devils of Hades.

Mc: Oh! So are we going to where Leviathan's coffin is?

Barbatos nodded

Meanwhile stars whipped past loudly and swiftly as though finding their way to Leviathan's coffin

Mc: But why aren't the other devils going to commemorate? Why is Leviathan going on his own?

Barbatos: Because it's a special graveyard that his Majesty Leviathan made himself.

Barbatos: Those buried there are the childhood friens of his Majesty Leviathan,the great king who build Hades.

The look on Barbatos' face darkens as he lays next to you and watched the stars past.

Barbatos: His Majesty Leviathan was kidnapped by angels when he was very young, he was raised and experimented on...and abused by them for a long time in Heaven after which he barely escaped.

Barbatos: Managed it out alive,might be better fitting...because as far as I know the other children all died

Young devils,kidnapped,death. The words should never have been connected in a sentence,hit you over the head in a succession.

Barbatos: At the time,four of the young devils,imprisoned with his Majesty sacrificed themselfs to help his Majesty Leviathan escape.

Barbatos: His Majesty Leviathan said he'll never leave alone but this is what they said to him

Barbatos: You'll become a kig,so cross the rivers of Heaven to return to Hell and build the strongest kingdom that will come save us. That will be fine.

Barbatos: That's what they told him....but they knew they woudn't be able to return. So they gave his Majesty the objects they treasure.

Barbatos: Those objects are said to be buried in the graveyard

It was impossible that young devils kidnapped to Heaven could have anything properly valuable that they could treasure

But whatever the objects were,there was no way that the ones entrusting the objects and the one being entrusted with them woudn't consider precious

Mc: (He visits the place where such things are buried...every year,alone..)

Barbatos saw you darken and smiled with pity.

Barbatos: I once visited the graveyard and saw their names written on the gravestones.

Barbatos: Numbers,1987,1988,1990,1992...

Mc: Numbers?

Barbatos: The angels would never have given proper names to young devils who were test subjects and entertainment!

Mc:...!

Young children who were called by numbers and not even proper names.

Leviathan was one of them.

Feeling like the noose was tightening around your neck,your eyes burned.

Barbatos: They were his Majesty's saviors and heroes of Hades

There was sadness in Barbatos' eyes

Barbatos: But his ordels didn't end there,even after the young heroes sacrificed their lives.

Barbatos: Because of the fact that he escpaed Heaven,his Majesty Leviathan and the devils of Hades had to prove that they were not spies from Heaven

Barbatos: And we had no choice but to determinate the country's rules stricly.

Barbatos: To show actions that do not harm Hell,to show their attitudes that are concerned the most for the safety of Hell

Mc: ( I think I have a vague idea of where Leviathan's sadness,responsibility and weight came from..)

Barbatos: Currently,Hades is the most hellish place in Hell with the strongest devil as king.

Barbatos: Once his Majesty Leviathan became king,he never missed out on visiting them on Halloween.

Barbatos: Even if that day he had the most brutal battle.

Perhaps it was because no matter how many brutal battles Leviathan had fought,he could never get over the horrors of his childhood.

The devils of Hades all said,that Leviathan was the most powerful king in Hell. Because he overcame such a big ordeal when he was young...it's understandable that he's the strongest devil.

You felt solemn and grave when you thought of the tragedy that Leviathan and all those nameless devils have endured

Barbatos: You're sad upon hearing this. You really are devilish.

Barbatos stroked your head softly with a large hand.

Just then you felt a dream-like situation you once experienced flash before your eyes.

(bg changes to Mc and Minhyeok's home at Earth)

Minhyeok: People don't experience bad things because they're bad people or because they have a reason to.

Minhyeok: They're just unlucky.

Minhyeok: At those times...people who don't collapse,resenting the unfairness of such fates are surely great.

Minhyeok: You're such a person.

(bg changes back to the universe)

Mc: ( I remember Minhyeok once said that to me...)

Whenever you felt sad about your parents deaths,Minhyeok consoled you like this.

Mc: ( Was there a devil saying things like this...to Leviathan too?)

Mc: It would have been nice if I was there with Leviathan at that time...oh,of course..I might not have been of help to him much..

Barbatos: I think the same way sometimes too. Because at that time,I also didn't know his Majesty Leviathan.

Barbatos smiles bitterly

Barbatos: And you would have been a great consolation to him,

Mc: How can you be sure?

Barbatos: Because you consoled me just now.

When Barbatos smiled at you brightly like the sun,the stars sprinting gloriously above your head slowly came to a stop.

Barbatos: It looks like we're connected to his Majesty Leviathan's coffin. Shall we get up?

Said Barbatos,moving closer as though embracing you,then covered your eyes with his hand.

(bg to darkness)

Barbatos: You can open your eyes now.

With Barbatos' voice,the hand covering your eyes receded.

At the same time,there was a creak-and the lid on Barbatos' coffin opened.

(bg changes to a graveyard)

When you opened your eyes and sat up,you felt your heart poundind a little.

Mc: ( This is strange..I'm going to face Leviathan's sadness. There's no way I should have butterflies in my stomach!)

And when you finally stood up and extracted yourself from the coffin.

You saw a black stone wall and a stone floor shining black and...

Leviathan on the floor,covered in blood

And not too far from him were scaterred angels who looked way worse

The dozends of angels were dead in a cyrcle around Leviathan

Mc: Leviathan!

Barbatos: Your Majesty!

You and Barbatos shouted in union and rushed towards the fallen Leviathan.

Leviathan was on the cold ground with his eyes closed,the rain pouring on his entire body.

The graves around him were perfectlly fine unlike Leviathan.His scarlet blood rain in puddles through the gaps in the stones.

Big and small wounds ripped his clothes and skin to make red traces on his pretty body.

Blades of light dug brutally in his muscles.

Mc: Leviathan!

Leviathan:....

When you knelt down to check on him,the rain and blood seeped into your knees

Barbatos quickly put his fingers below Leviathan's nose and placed hia ears on his wounded chest.

Then he grabbed your shoulders with a rare dark expression.

Barbatos: It looks like I should go.

Mc: W-Where to?!

Barbatos: Every sceond matters. It looks like his Majesty Leviathan is in critical condition.

Barbatos: I will return immedietlly to thw place and bring back the devil who can heal his Majesty.

Barbatos: Until then please stay by his side...son/daughter of Solomon.

You tried to make an expression that was reliable as possible and nodded to Barbatos.

Mc: I'll be waiting.

Barbatos didn't even reply to you properly as he went back in his coffin and hurriedly closed the lid with a boom!

You stared at the large coffin that swallowed Barbatos and looked back at Leviathan.

Mc: S-still..h-he's still alive...it will be alright...Yeah its going to be alright...

Mc: (because if Leviathan really did die,Barbatos woudn't go looking for a doctor.)

You clutched Leviathan's cold hand and muttered.

Normally he would say 'I will hang you if you don't unhand me' in disgust but right now he was unmoving with his eyes closed.

It began to rain harder,turning the air cold.

Leviathan was laying on the cold floor like he was cold,you felt sorry for him.

Afraid that his body might go completly cold you bend over to resusicate him.

But just then the most feeble white steam curled out od his mouth.

Mc: ( It's weak...but he's breathing properly)

Touched you looked down at his mouth.

Leviathan:....

Mc: (Leviathan...is mumbling something)

Between his light breathing Leviathan was quietly saying something.

Leviathan: Run now...I'll hold...them back...here...

Mc: ...!

Leviathan who was collapsed on the floor started shouting despretlly at someone.

You precipitously stared at the pieces of gravestones that rolled next to him.

Studying a few perfectly intact graves compared to the others who now looked close to ruins.

You could easily guess that Leviathan sacrificed himself to protect them.

Leviathan: This time...don't die..

Leviathan's old sadness creeped out his mouth and scattered into the cold air.

Mc: Leviathan..come back..Your nightmare is over now...please come back from that memory that's colder than here...

You begged Leviathan with a tearful voice,shaking his shoulders and gently slapping his cheeks but he only minutely groaned.

Just when you thought you wanted him to stop saying those pitiful things,you found yourself kissing Leviathan.

When your temperature risen because of your tears touched Leviathan,his lips warmed up as though they were slowly thawing.

Mc: ( Please...if the souls that saved Leviathan before are here...please save him once more!)

Feeling guilty for asking the young souls who met such a merciless end for a favor,tears flowned down your cheeks.

Your hot tears ran down your cheeks and sepped into yours and Leviathan's lips.

Flash!

Just then a clear blue light shone between Leviathan and your lips.

Leviathan: ....

Leviathan's eyelids twiched...and slowly opened.

Leviathan: Solomon...

Leviathan:...his son/daughter.

Mc: Leviathan!

Leviathan momentarily pulled a confused expression as though he coudn't disentangle reality from his dream.

Maybe he was feeling confused between the borders of life and death and not fiction from reality.

He was scrowling because of the pain but watched you with a vague look in his eyes.

Mc: Leviathan,are you awake...?

Leviathan: ...What happened?

Mc: That's what I wanted to ask! What went on here?

Mc: I came because it was the appointed time and you were on the ground in a mess like this!...

Leviathan: Ahh...

Only then did Leviathan scrowl his pretty forehead as though he just remembered what had happened before he collapsed.

Leviathan:It looks like there were spies in Hades. Since angels knew I was alone and attacked this place on time.

Mc: Spies?! In Hades?!

Leviathan: It's not suprising.

Leviathan: But...these angels were crafty. I would have ripped into them if they attacked me from close by,but they threw a chakram made of light from afar...

Leviathan: Urgh...

Mc: Leviathan...!

Leviathan bit his lips and curled up as though he was in pain.

You bit your lips harder than Leviathan and cried in sadness.

Mc: ...I heard from Barbatos. About what is buried here in this graveyard and how important it is to you.

Mc: But still,protecting them at the cost of your own self like this...!

Mc: That's...even they woudn't want that!

You said and closed your eyes tightly.

You did so because you found it hard to see Leviathan in pain,but also because you were afraid of his cold comment that would follow.

However...you thought Leviathan would say 'what does that have to do with you?' as he normally did,but he was only staring at you with a dreamy look in his eyes.

Mc: ...Leviathan?

Leviathan: I cherished this place..out of atonement for them.

Leviathan: What's more,their intact remains aren't even buried under these tombstones. I know that.

Leviathan said,his eyes on you.

Leviathan: I can simply build my broken heart again and make new tombstones to remember them.

Mc: Then why would you go to these lenghts to...

Leviathan: That's not what I was trying to protect.

Leviathan took something out of his pocket with a click of his tongue. It seemed like the slightest movements made the wounds covering him throb.

And handed the thing he took out to you.

Mc: Isn't this...?

Leviathan: You..don't tell me you're going to say you forgot what you came all the way here for?

( They're rare jewels that allow you to get closer to the person you love)

Mc: Don't tell me..this is what you were trying to protect...

Your hands trembled so much that you coudn't take the purple jewel from Leviathan's hands.

Leviathan: It is a rare jewel. But if you say you don't like it now...

Drop...

You almost snatched it out of his hands before Leviathan even finished talking and cried.

Mc: *sobbing* Leviathan,you really are..an idiot!!

Just when you shouted,wiping away the tears from your eyes with the hand holding the jewel.

Flash-!

A tremendous light burst from the jewel that was drenched with your tears.

Leviathan: ...?!

While you and Leviathan were both startled,the light emanating from the jewel surrounded you both.

Then,our body that had been feeling so cold you had,began to heat up and your palm touching Leviathan began to burn.

Just when you were about to let go of Leviathan's hand in suprise,he held on harder so your hand woudn't run away.

Mc: Leviathan..?

Leviathan: (looking flushed af) Ugh...what the...Hell is going on..

Leviathan glared at the jewel in your hand and panted.

You both knew as soon as you saw the other,about what your states were like.

The energy flowing from the jewel had entered Leviathan and your bodies, and was egging your impulse and desires.

Your feverish red eyes took in every part of Leviathan's body.

The scarlet blood oozing out of his wounds looked sweet to the taste and his pale cheeks seemed to be waiting for your hot hands.

Leviathan: *gulp* ...

Like the masterpiece of masterpieces that God made,the delicate color of his hair he alone possesed shone even more myseriously in the rain.

Then,Leviathan's eyes met yours.

Although you coudn't see in yourself in the mirror,you could instinctively feel that you had the same expression as Leviathan.

Mc: ( Leviathan...wants me now too...I can feel it...)

But Leviathan was currently severly wounded. You coudn't act on your desires in a situation like this...

Leviathan: Get over here.

Leviathan reached his hand off the floor and pulled your arm.

There was only one answear you knew in a situation like this.

Mc: Okay...!

You bend over as Leviathan led you.

[brights-place]

Reader and barb having babies 👀 (or eggs whatever)

Barb X F! S/O having Eggs

Pairings: Barb X Reader

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: OMG IM SO HAPPY WITH THIS REQUEST! OKAY OKAY! I'VE BEEN WANTING SOMEONE TO REQUEST ABOUT THIS OML!

- OHHH! OKAY LETS GO WITH THIS HEADCANNON! - Barb and you have been wanting kids for awhile due to the fact that you both knew that king thrash might not be here much longer and barb wanted her father to see her children or child - You two have been trying but haven't been successful for so long... - Though after the night you two gave up you woke up and raised your hand to touch your hair when feeling something inside as your hand pulled out an egg as you froze - You couldn't help but tear up before speaking "Barb! BARB!" you shouted excitedly as barb lifted her head up groggily and flopped it back down "Whatdoyouwantbaby" Barb muttered words all together into her pillow as you shook her arm as she lifted her head up slightly annoyed "you know damn well that when you wake me up to early in the morning I will-" Barb paused when seeing the egg in your hands - An Red, grey, and black egg with flames from the bottom up with spikes like an mohawk on the egg made Barb stare before looking up to you and back to the egg and back to you "were having an baby..." barb whispered as you nodded quickly as barb looked back to you again "We! are having a baby!" You nodded again an huge grin as barb tackled you into an hug as you made sure to put the egg back in your hair as she hugged you as you two laughed as she peppered your face with kisses - She is so happy when you two finally have an kid - Tears up and holds you close to her chest as she sobs - You take turns on who holds and take cares of the egg mainly you taking care of it since she has an Mohawk its harder for her to maintain it but she sometimes holds it whenever you can't - She makes sure to talk to the egg whenever she was tired or finished her queen duties aka just jamming out with other rock trolls - She would tell her dad first then Riff and Carole who both did the rock n roll symbol congratulating you two - Rock trolls were super hyped for the next rock troll to take the throne - Poppy was excited and asked to host the baby shower… you two sweat dropped and said it was gonna be rock n roll themed but you both wouldn’t mind if she could come along with the others - Everybody got diffrent things for your kid as Barb was mainly the one who celebrated the fact that you were having an daughter - King thrash was so happy he hugged you both

- You two would celebrate with everybody as your child’s first gift was some ragged rock n roll clothes which you enjoyed

- when your daughter was born you two teared up

- You were watching one of barbs small performances as you felt your hair shake abit as you held your stomach gagging abit before looking up to barb as she noticed your face.

- Carole made you sit down near an table as you panted as barb rushed off towards you to check if you were alright as her slender fingers cupped your face - Your eyes both widened looking up to see an small rock troll with frizzy f/c hair and ashy gray skin like barbs with large doe eyes and an dark grey nose doing the rock n roll sign as the sound of someone shredding was heard before the baby landed in Barbs hands as she paused

- you two stared at eachother back to the baby that was doing the rock n roll sign giggling kicking her small feet as you both cried harder and hug your daughter together as others celebrated the birth of the next ruler of the rock trolls

- Barb looked up to you and smiled “What should we call her?” You whispered as Barb smiled looking down towards the small baby troll in her hands “Let’s call her Ozzy” you paused “You mean Ozzy the Prince of darkness?” Barb chuckled nodding as you snorted “King thrash is gonna enjoy this” you giggled as Barb kissed your cheek

- King thrash loved your daughter and was glad to have a grand daughter as he played games either her and felt proud at what you and barb created.

- Barb and you were at the side seeing Riff holding your daughter Ozzy up in the air running away from king thrash who was laughing speeding up his wheelchair is pace to catch up which he did

- You spoke softly “We did this…” Barb kissed your cheek “We did…” Barb paused before speaking again “You know Ozzy might be abit lonely we should-”“Barb!” You hit her arm playfully as she chuckled

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I read something like this but I forgot who the user was im so sorry. Everyone who is mentioned is in college.

Playboy!Sanji x Chubby!Reader

Playboy!Sanji who loves to go to parties and just fuck around with diffrent girls but he nevers bother to get their numbers or even know their name. Hes always the first to wake up and then just leave.

Playboy!Sanji who lost his touch in being a gentleman when he was in middle school. He became more of an asshole from all praise he got from all the girls and teachers. He started to realize that he could get away with a lot. His grades were amazing and his words were seductive to all the girls.

Playboy!Sanji who bumps shoulders with you in the hallway. He scoffs walking away. You grab his wrist. "You think just because you're some hot shot you can be a dick to me?" He chuckles at how you talked to him just now. "Yeah, I do" You want to kick him right there and then in his balls but you have an important test you're going to, you don't want trouble so you let his wrist go. "Fuck with me again and i'll make sure you cant fuck anyone."

Playboy!Sanji who sees you at a big house party with such a slutty (short) dress revealing so much of your clevage. He knew you were curvy but hell he couldn't take his eyes off you. Your stomach looked so soft he just wanted to come from behind you and grab your stomach so gently and he grinds his hard cock on your ass and whispers into your ear about how he'll put his baby into your womb filling you up full.

Playboy!Sanji who has a random girl on his lap as he continues to stare at you. Ignoring everyone he waits until you look back at him. He smirks when you two make eye contact and you flip him off. The way you smile, holy shit. What were you doing to him?

Playboy!Sanji he stands up ignoring the girl that was on his lap now on the floor. He steps over the girl and walks upto you. Your mouth widens in shock from how he just treated the girl. "How can you be so mean and flip me off darling?" You roll your eyes and try walk away but he grabs your wrist and smirks "Scared? I don't bite" "Yeah but you fuck with every girl that talks to you. Im worth way fucking more than that." He lets go of your wrist and puts his hands up "Then lets get to know eachother"

Playboy!Sanji who follows you all the time now not leaving your side for even a second. Its been several months and hes changed a lot. Well towards you mainly. He pushed all the girls away and those who were persistent, he paid one of his real girl friends (Nami and Robin. Lets be for real. Nothing will stop him being a gentleman to them. Nami would just beat him if he tried being as ass.) to threaten her or beat her if it come to that.

Playboy!Sanji who knows nothing will get in between you two, absolutely nothing. All his close friends supported you two. When they see you, they know Sanji is close by. When they see Sanji, they know you are not far. It was cute to you. Always knowing Sanji is close but it was a must to Sanji. He needed to know what you were doing and who you were talking to.

Playboy!Sanji who calls you every night just to talk to you or hear your voice. Who sends you pics of his abs with a text similar to "This is what you finna see when you're riding me darling <3" You send him a pic of your toes. "You fight with your toes! >:D" He laughs and screenshots the pic you sent him to blackmail you for a good cause someday.

Playboy!Sanji who talks shit with you about mostly everyone in school. The pick me's. The oh im so tiny and small and petite girls. The misogynistic boys who only say those things for their friends approval. The ones who act insecure just for more compliments. The ones who dates their friends ex's. The ones who pick on people who are smaller than them to feel strong. You love talking shit about people who deserve it.

Playboy!Sanji who is always behind you when walk up the stairs claiming to not allow anyone to look up you skirt but gets hard every time he peeks up your short skirt and sees your panties and your thighs rubbing together especially seeing your hamstrings jiggling.

Playboy!Sanji who drags you to a party and makes you sit on his lap because he blackmailed you by saying he'll show everyone your toes. You and Sanji get offered a few drinks from mutual friends and you take them having a few cups turn into having a bit more than you can handle.

Playboy!Sanji Sitting and every hour a girl came up to him he would always hold you by your stomach. This time was diffrent "Hey Sanji" You noticed she pulled her dress up more and saw her slim body. "We've met?" She nods "Duh, we slept together" He shrugs and pull you more into him "Well I don't remember you." She laughs awkwardly "You choose this fat bitch over me?" He glares at her. "What the fuck did you just say?" You stand up and punch the girl straight in the face making her stumble backward falling into the pool. "Fucking bitch."

Playboy!Sanji laughs and pulls you to leave the party before anymore trouble comes. You two are walking and you partially drunk. "Was it bad that I punched her?" Sanji holds you close by your waist "Of course not darling, that bitch deserved it." You giggle and hiccup feeling a bit woozy. "'M hungry Sanji..." You two see a convient store and walk over, Sanji buying all the snack you wanted and ate with you outside on the curb.

Playboy!Sanji is surprised when you asked him "You keep saying all these sweet words to me but when will you ask me to be your girlfriend?" He smiles and puts your foreheads together not wanting to do anything intimate while you're drunk. "You want to be my girlfriend?" You nod and smile brightly "You changed for the better. Im so happy"

Playboy!Sanji who takes you to his apartment and lays you in bed letting you rest. He kneels down next to the bed laying his head on your stomach as you both hold hands and fall asleep together. You both wake up at the same time. "I'll ask when the time is right." Sanji says and smiles and you're confused as hell. "Ask me what?" He chuckles "What do you want for breakfast?"

Playboy!Sanji who make you the omelet you love oh so much with a few toast and a cup of tea. "oh my god...I punched that girl last night!" He laughs wondering when you'll click to what happened last night. "Yeah that was fucking hilarious" You smile "You said she deserved it." "Hahaha yeah I guess I did darling"

I'll make another part. This is all I've got. <3

[cl0wn-tim3]

Iv put way too much though into an ace attorney au for dungeon meshi, and idk if this has been done before, but here's my take-

Chillchuck

Chillchuck would be a prosecutor - probably the Winston Payne of the au. He is smug and overconfident but loses his shit way too easily in court and lies/manipulates evidence (not that uncommon for aa prosecutors tbh but in a more overt way)-

Also he would need to stand on things to be tall enough to see over the table and I think that would be funny/ provide a good gimic for his character.

Marcille

Marcille would be the falsely accused but with kinda solid evidence for why they are being accused- she seems to have a proclivity to be in bad situations but I do not think she would actually kill anyone unless it was 100% valid and deserved + I think it was probably a wrong place wrong time situation and she was littraly just existing and found a crime scene and tried to take manners into her own hands wich made her 2000% more suspicious.

Laios

Laios would be a defense attorney that knows all of the material and what he's supposed to do in theory -but is over exited to use the knowledge and gets carried away and jumps to conclusions a bit to hastily

Falin

Falin would be the younger sidekick type characters that the aa protagonists always have that end up being very useful at keeping the protagonists (laios in this case) grounded and pointing out pretty obvious stuff they didn't get + her and marcellus can be childhood friends so in a case where marcellus is the defendant it can cause dynamics ++ her going missing could be an overarching plot

Kabru

Kabru would also be a prosecutor- probobly the main one- that kinda hated laios at first but they grow to kinda get along like they hang out outside of work but kabru still things he's a freak and keeps his work/confidentiality above there friendship (like a pheonix-edgeworth situation but with less gay undertones sorry laios x kabru enjoyers). He would be relitivly collected in the courtroom until laios said some unhinged shit that turns out to be correct somehow

Senshi

Senshi is the only one I can't figure out tbh I dont think he would be a prosecutor because that doesn't seem in character but I don't think he would be a defense attorney because he would think it's silly/not very affective- I genuinely just think he would hate the court system as a whole finding it unfair and under developed.

I could see him as a re-acuring side characters that comes up once in a while who just happens to be a key witness or comes to help in some way but idk.

Speed round for everyone else

- shuro is a witness that seems pretty confident in the testimony, and you only find contradictions on a technicality and/or small detail

- cithis is a prosecutor on par with von'carma (probably spelled that wrong) senior- aggressive and tries to end the case asap whatever the cost

- namari is a defense attorney that seems very put off at first but does what she can for her clients

- izutsumi is an unreliable witnes that ends up giving away vital info after being pressed enough

- mithrun barely survived an attempted murder and maizuru made you take his case

- sissel did a murder but feels justified (hell, he might even be justified depending on the case)

Plz note this theoretically would take place in an ace attorney style world that just happens to have multiple diffrent races so magic probobly would not be as common as in dungeon meshi but it's not off the table

[pineappleparfaitie]

Blog updates+ just gen updates ?Kinda talking about stuff?

Aight so summer vacation has roughly 1 month left and that means im starting my 2nd year of high school in a month.Im not in my homeland in terms of school- im in a diffrent country, different language and i am still not good at it and i have to practice before then.

In all reallity i made this blog back in February as a way for me to post nom art so i can at least share that interest with some people.

For a small bit i had few followers but i was happy, it was just me and like 10-15 people.

And then i suddenly got more followers and this blog became a place of comfort and joy for me. Little me probably would not believe we ever got further than 20 watchers on DeviantArt or like 50 followers on Amino in 2019.

Its been a joy and i love the stuff ive expirienced here.Ive made a good few moots and frens , even someone id consider to be one of my closest friends now.

However , since the shitstorm back on May 29th of this year i have been paranoid of every follower ive gotten, and i have not been able to connect to people since then. Very rarely do i even find the motivation to even text a person more than like a few times a WEEK.

Also with getting more followers multiple MDNI blogs and NSFW blogs have found my stuff and its almost like every day i have to worry about some rando rebloging my shit to a blog that encourages gross shit.

Heck even if its a sfw vore blog run by an adult theres a chance they reblog nsfw shit, and then people who like that will come to me thinking i make simmilar content.

to say I don't have more than a dozen people blocked from this stuff is an understatement.

And i am not against nsfw blogs, i am bi i get it. Im not against thesr people posting their honky shit more power to em, im just not 18 and its putting them and ME in danger yk?

I seriously dont want to undermind all the wonderful stuff ive expirienced here, but again after ghe 29th i have not had the same..joy to post i had once before.nor to make friends.

So please, if you want to be close to me, id advise against it for both our sakes,.

Another thing is after the past month, ive been considering making this blog 16+ only. Im still not sure on the decision but yeah.

I may also eventually rework my main and possibly share it?But im not sure on that either in all fairness.

So yeah

I wont be as active, i may not post much, and yeah i kinda just rambled for like 10 minutes.

Thanks for reading

[eclipse-rain]

Fwel Tsaheylu (Broken Bond) Part 4

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Part 1 •Part 2 •Part 3

Masterlist~

Once when i was younger i had an accident.

I did something wrong.

What it was is hardly relevent now, insignificant as it was, but at the time it felt as if my small world was collapsing.

My eldest brother, the one i was the weakest to, ended up fixing the situation and my parents never found out it had ever taken place. But to this day my heart still races whenever someone questions how i got the faint scar on the palm of my hand.

As a child who accidentally cut my hand with a blade my first instinct should have been to cry, to ask for help, to tell my mom or dad.

My first instinct instead, was to hide.

To hide my problem. To hide my mistake, my imperfection.

We hide when we dont feel safe. When being seen was unsafe.

As a young uneducated child I somehow felt that sharing my authentic emotion was not going to be safe.

Authenticity and attachment are two equally important needs for a child but if they had to pick one or the other a child would most likely sacrifice authenticity to keep attachment.

This is because we need attachment from our caregivers as children for survival.

This is shown even in animals. Show any kind of weakness and you could be abandoned by your flock. Or in my case, my family and or clan, my safety net.

Mabey this is the cause for the way i distenced myself from anything my young self deemed wrong, unworthy.

My cause for distencing myself from anything human.

If i look back on my younger self now i would not be able to find compassion for the person i was or the situation i endured.

However, if i pictured my siblings being in any of the same circumstances that would be a diffrent story.

You could wonder what happened to a child to make them feel so unsafe to show their own emotions and yet the answer wouldnt be a simple one. Neither would the healing process.

I dont know why or what any of this means, ive never been good at or able to read my own emotions properly.

But i had always been told in my clan that i had a certain air about me.

At first i thought this was because the other na'vi people in the clan thought i was more human like than na'vi, like how they thought of my twin brother. This thought was soon pushed away however because of how i would hear my grandmother often say the same thing about me to my mother and father.

I knew it ment something diffrent then because my grandmother would never say anything harmful about me, much less to my father who was once human before becoming one of the people and Toruk Macto.

Than again, this realization didnt help in figuring out what they had ment otherwise at all. I could only guess, only assume, but never confirm and i would not be one to ask.

I would not be a bother, i would not be a burden, i would not be unworthy of my parents love.

However when i landed on that warm silky sand. The sand of the metkayina clans bay where they dwelled i finally figured out what my previous clan members and grandmother had ment.

~~~

My family had gone ahead of me to the place the metkayina clan dwelled.

We had been forced to fly in last nights storm as we were only a little ways off from where the metkayina clan stayed and father wanted us to power through one last time. During this one of Tuks posessions had been blown away and in my haste i had promised her i would look for it after the storm had passed in an attempt to calm down the destraught child.

I was now flying solo on the calm warm wind currents beyond the reef trying to find the thing that i knew i had no chance of actually finding.

My father had reassured me before hand that we would find safety and a place to rest with the Metkayina people so that i would not need to fear being separated from them even if we did not arrive together.

I had the coordinates, the directions, the knowledge and the talent to handle myself. My mother had been worried and tried to do it herself or have Neteyam go instead but even she knew that at this stage everyone was exhausted from the extensive journey.

One we had never done before and hoped would never have to again. This was something my father was trying to reassure us of by finding a place within the Metkayina clan.

My father knew i would be fine, he knew i was capable of handling myself. I just hoped i believed in myself as much as he did about this.

When you grow up the way i did, in the forest, constantly surrouded by danger, constantly needing to be alert, you develope certain instincts. Gut feelings and sharper sences. I could pride myself on these instincts, the ones i had, they kept me safe and out of danger.

It was something that was built into my body through time, through trial and error. Watching and learning, learning from my mistakes and bettering myself. I may not be as connected with the forest as Kiri but i sure as hell made it so i would know what was going on around me when i was in it. To not only further improve myself to gain my parents aproval and recognition but also to protect myself and my siblings.

This was one of the main reasons my father was so addament to send me. Also because of the whole insident that made us all have to flee our home in the first place. The incident where my siblings were captured by humans in avatar bodies, putting knives to their throats and even going so far as to kidnap Spider who was also human.

If i had been with them at that time i would have, for one, been in my right mind as to not do something stupid like that, which might be the reason they didnt have me come along with them. And i also would have known especially to not bring Tuk along while doing it. But also i would have been able to sence something was wrong, that someone was coming. Hear twigs snapping in an unnatural way, the sound of footsteps indicating how many people were headed our way.

How heavy they were, how tall they were, if they were trying to sneak up on us all or not and which direcrion they were coming from. I would be able to sence all these things. I had taught myself to, spending countless hours alone in the forest training myself while also practicing everything my mother had taught me and everything i had witnessed while observing others, which i had absorbed like a sponge.

My father might have been giving me a chance to prove myself to my mother like how my brothers yearned to prove themselves to him. Rather, to me, i didnt think it would do much but tire me out even more than i already was. And if i was unlucky enough i could even get stranded if my bond with my ikran started acting up again.

Having said that, we were only a little ways off from our destination so this had put my mind at ease about doing it. It seemed to calm my mothers mind as well, who seemed the least willing to let me part with them. It was also reassuring to her and, although i wouldnt admit it, to myself as well, that father had told me to catch up to them after a day and no later even if i had not found what i was sent looking for.

"Wow great idea, make a promise to your little sister to do something dumb when you both know you never break a promise" i said to myself out loud as there was now no one around to hear me.

Technically i never said i would find the thing, only look for it, but now i felt the need to find it before returning or it would nag at my conscience everytime i looked at tuks pouting face. As i knew she would be sulking about it for the next week at least and that wouldnt do after she was already sad enough having to leave her home.

The leather seat of my ikrans saddle burned into the sides of my legs from the extensive riding. I was sure that if i hadnt been wearing my riding pants that i would have had cuts lining my thighs from all the sharp turns i had to make in and around rock formations i had seen too late.

I definitely had burns from the leather because of all the jerking left and right of my ikran i had to do. I had been anxious the whole time we were riding, just waiting for my bond with my ikran to give out and for us both to go tumbling out of the sky together. My family would find out and- oh i couldnt even think about it any further.

But thankfully my ikran had held up and i got comfortable enough to have Tuk sit with me, to take her off my mothers hands, when i felt less anxious that we could possibly fall.

After a while of searching for Tuks posession i was lucky that i had found it and even more so that nothing bad had happened with my ikran or bond while i had been alone and separated from my family.

I had memorised the directions my father had explained and even written down for me and followed them to a tee. I soared over head flying lower to the sea than usual, trying not to give off a threatening posture as i arrived upon my destination.

I arrived in the early morning a day later than the rest of my family to the residence of the Metkayina clan. I saw many of the clans members working and doing chores around as i flew high above them.

They called out to me and i responded in as much of a friendly and non-threatening manner as i could in turn.

Even though my father had reassured me that the Metkayina clan would take them in the day before, i could not help but worry that they might have been turned away and i would have to go in search of them.

Although going in search of my family didnt seem very likely since i knew that even if they were turned away my father would have at least barginned with the Metkayina clans leaders for them to stay at least until i returned.

And when i did return if they could be so kind as to show hospitality until we were rested enough to continue our journey and move on to possibly the next nearest clan or whatever else father and mother had in mind.

When i finally landed on the bay of where the Metkayina clan dwelled i hopped off the back of my ikran onto the warm sand down below. It was an odd and new feeling but not one that was uplesant. What was really unpleasant was the way the people of the clan gathered around me immediately like a hawk to prey, looking at me like i was a meal.

We had learned all about the leaders of the Metkayina clan and how fierce they were before we departed, their Olo'eyktan Tonowari and especially their Tsahik Ronal. We had also learned about their children, the youngest Tsireya and the eldest and heir Ao'noung. This knowledge was deemed necessary for us to have by father if we were to ever make a good first impression or find our place in a diffrent clan.

When i felt their eyes roaming my body as if to look for any weakness they could find and exploit i did as i always would in these situations. I had observed many a time how my mother and father dealt with affairs and how they and other senior members of the clan showed their authority. But since i was suposed to keep a friendly attitude as my father had said i toned it down a bit, simply blocking out any and all ways i could appear weak to my new clan.

Shoulders down and back. Chin up. Hold your head high. Keeping your tail and ears stiff, dont let them twitch, dont move them. Dont fiddle or figet with your hands or anything else. Dont let the gleam in your eyes waver as they stare you down, soaking in every aspect of your being, even if you feel as if your awaiting death row.

And that was it. They backed off. The hungry gleam in their eyes faded out. Usually they relaxed back into themselves and carried on with what they were doing, mostly just ignoring me afterwards. Thats what the people in my clan did when i put up this version of my shield as they had grown used to the flame i had, the fire my heart contained. But the people here were not used to me, they seemed even slightly tense after the gleam had left their eyes, their confidence with it.

'Maybe this is what Grandmother had ment' i thought to myself as i witnessed the situation that played out before my eyes.

Instead of dropping and relaxing their shoulders completly they looked almost scruched up slightly as if I were the one who made them recline into themselves instead of the other way around like they thought it would be.

Yes. I was sure of it now. This is what my Grandmother had ment.

The spark im my heart. The one that i kept under wraps, contained, but that yearned to be set free, that yearned to rage a blazing fire. It peaked its head out at moments, moments like these and when it did it demanded respect. It could enrapture peoples attention and in turn their own hearts.

If only i could use it to its fullest, my fullest potential. But alas, i had to be careful. Be careful so as not to lose control of that spark, of that fire and burn away what i yearned to keep close. What was most precious even over my own heart, my soul, my own true self.

Soon enough a boy who looked around about my age passed through the crowd as they made a clear path for him to walk through. I assumed him to be the first born and heir of the clan, like my eldest brother had been of our former clan.

I had seen him arrive a little earlier then wence he approched me but he seemed to be looking on from afar and observing the situation, possibly seeing how i would react and if i would recline into myself or step up to the challenge. Thats what his eyes were telling me, they were hungry like the others had been and they still were after seeing my 'little performance'.

As he approched i put my hand to my head and brought it downwards lightly as a sign of respect. I had expected him to make some sly remark, even though i had always been told to 'never judge a book by its cover' by my father, but to my surprise, although i didnt show it, he returned my gesture in full.

His eyes still told an entirely diffrent story and i was far too used to that look to fall for it at this age. Yes, I'd play along. We could be civilised to each other as of right now, but in that moment i could tell with every ounce of my being that we both had the same thought.

'If you so much as step one foot out of line you'll answer to me'

Preditor had met preditor head on and prey hid for their lives. Of course this was all coated underneath a layer of politeness for the sake of peace and friendship. For the chance that would be given to the other until it was knowingly going to be broken one way or the other.

But he didn't know me. He didnt know what game he was playing, what game he was getting himself into. He had no idea what kind of self control i had. And if you havent already gathered from what you've read so far, I'll tell you, its a whole fuxking lot.

I could play the long game, the fun part was just watching how long he could keep up.

My attention was captured as my youngest sister ran up to me eagerly followed by my parents one after the other. They had heard word of my arrival after having kept look out for me for all of the time i was gone. Tuk started to search my body for her possession before she started jumping around when i returned it to her. Quickly there after, she hugged the lower half of my body as if she was latching onto me for dear life. I was embraced multiple times by my parents as well before i was hauled off to help my three other siblings who were setting up our new sleeping area.

As i went to see my new living quarters for the first time, with a new outlook on the situation i was thrust into with the rest of my family, i had a final thought.

'Maybe my new home wont be so bad after all'

~~~

Oh boy was i wrong. So very wrong.

I was standing waste deep in the water off the bay where the Metkayina clan resided. The first day of arrival had been given to my family for rest but i didnt get to indulge in that pleasure as we were quickly thrust into learning the ways of the Metkayina people. Today my siblings and i would be learning how to ride an ilu guided by Tsereya, Ao'nung and their friend Rotxo's instruction.

Apart from the semi-welcome, semi-unwelcome welcoming my family had recieved upon arrival they had not been hesitant to tech us all their ways and i was now starting to find my way here. Tuk had picked it up fast with Tsereya as her mentor and Kiri was a natural as usual without any instriction nessecary. My elder brothers Neteyam and Lo'ak had been taken to another area away from the rest of us to learn from Ao'nung and Rotxo. I wondered how they were doing and if it was going as well as how my sisters and i were doing.

Us three got lucky. Tsireya was a gentle soul. She was very kind and made sure to look after Tuk as the youngest. I cringed when i thought back to how my younger sister Kiri had informed me after my arrival, while snickering, that our older brother Lo'ak had eyes on her from the moment they had landed. She seemed to like him too, much to his delight. I would be happy to have her as my sister if it turned out that way but felt sorry if she was going to get stuck with my troublesome twin in the process.

With Tsireyas guidance i had picked up how to ride an ilu fairly quickly. It wasnt as hard as i thought it was going to be. I was nervous that i wouldnt get it right at the start, especially since about every joint in my body still ached from my extra long flight, but Tsireya made it feel more fun than like a chore.

As i first sat myself down onto the saddle of the ilu i stroked his head and leaned down to whisper to him a silent prayer. Wheather it was to the ilu, myself, Eywa or all three i wasn't completely sure.

'Please, please work. Keep on being normal like you have done so for the past few days.'

The ilu chittered in response, most likely not understanding me at all but it felt somehow reassuring even so.

Nothing had gone wrong over the past few days and i was starting to actually grow uneasy instead of being happy about it. It was almost like the calm before the storm and everyone knows how that scenario ends.

After Tsireya helped Kiri onto her ilu she had gone off on her own without a hitch, Tsireya then went to help and guide Tuk after making sure i could handle myself as the eldest there.

"I will stick beside Tuk the whole time, as she is a child. Please feel free to go off on your own and dont be burdened" she had said

"Yes, thank you" i replied after hoisting myself up onto the ilu i was given

It was definitely a new feeling, like the sand had been. Although it was not unpleasant, it did give me a certain anxiety. It was a joint mix of wheather or not my bond would work, if i could hold my breath long enough and if i could steer it properly because it was not my ikran.

But i was also partly excited. Excited to see the world below, like i knew Kiri was. She only had one thing on her mind ever since father had told us where we were heading for our destination.

Deciding to follow her i had my ilu go forward just like Tsireya had taught us to do. I wanted to see the look on my younger sisters face as she witnessed all her dreams about this place become real. And what a sight to behold it was. The way the water wrapped around me so tightly as i made my decent down into the depths below made me feel safer than i ever did in the forest.

It felt like being swaddled in a big blanket and as if none of my worries could reach all the way down here, just like how it felt when i would fly for hours on end up in the sky on my ikran. I saw Kiri off on her own not too far away, admiring the scenery and playing with little fish and other underwater animals i hadn't seen before that passed us by.

Down here the water was crystal clear and the sun danced off of every surface it touched making a kaleidoscope of patterns along them. I watched kiri as she let her body sway with the flow of the water as she rode her ilu, i copied her mannerisms and found how much easier it made riding my ilu properly already.

I let the water guide me as i passed under her, scanning the ocean floor and tracing my long slender fingers across any shells i saw in passing. I looked back and noticed kiri following me doing much the same thing. She noticed me and we both shared a smile as i could tell in that moment that we also shared the same feeling in or hearts.

Until mine was spiked by anxiety.

I couldn't breath. I had been intending to go up for air soon but now i couldn't breath for another reason. The calm before the storm. I knew it would never last, i was now in that storm. I could feel myself losing control once again and i almost screamed at myself in rage, losing any breath i still had.

With what control i had left over my tsaheylu with my ilu i rushed towards the surface as fast as i could, leaving Kiri behind. I felt my ilu thrashing around as it was loosing my guidance and instruction but we eventually broke the suface of the water. I felt the buring in my lungs cease as i gasped in the air i was presented with.

I quickly detached my que from my ilu and broke the bond. My ilu gradually calmed down with just a few pats and strokes from myself and began chittering away to itself once again in no time.

Kiri broke through the water not even a minute later. After following me to the surface she had an odd look on her face.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah i just needed a breather, you know?" I replied to her questioning, noticeably out of breath as my heart raced a million miles a minute.

"Me too. It's hard to hold your breath for that long. We still need to get used to some things here."

"Yeah..." i was glad i didnt have to be the one to explain myelf, she seemed to have covered all the excuses i had whipped up in the minute i had to think about what i might say. It wasn't exactly like i was lying though, i really was planning on going up to gather my breath anyway.

I was just witholding a small piece of information that wasnt necessary to give her at all. It would only stress her out.

Tsireya and Tuk had joined us not long later to catch their breath as well and with that we all joined back up with the boys for a joint lesson on breathing.

The sun was setting behind us as exlipse was drawing nearer and we all sat in a circle to focus on the techniques shown to us by the kids of the Metkayina clan. By now with todays techings we had all picked up the basic nessecities of the skills we needed to not be a nuisance to the Metkayina clan while staying with them from here on out.

Thanks to these techings i learned how to hold my breath for longer which was a good experience except for the fact that i had to sit next to Lo'ak and witness as he spluttered nervously like a love struck fool when Tsireya so much as touched him.

I looked over at Kiri and made a face before we both erupted in fits of giggles, working hard to stifle our laughter so as not to embarrass our brother any more than he was doing so on his own. The day faded away into eclipse with laughter and hearts that were full.

I know i said i was wrong about thinking staying here wouldn't be so bad after all but...

Thats not the bad part.

In fact everything started off relatively normal. Everyone was kind and happy but i wonder if that really all was just a facade. Just a layer of politeness over everyones real feelings for the sake of diplomacy. I couldn't tell what the future held then, but even if i tried i sure as hell wouldn't have guessed in a million years.

Though it did start going downhill the way i always knew it would. Because there would always be people who saw us, my family, my siblings and even i as less then na'vi, as human, as alien.

My brother, my twin, being treated as live fish bait and what was i doing? Absolutely nothing. I should have been there for him, i shouldnt have let that happen and even worse he took the blame for all of it. For that a$$hole Ao'noung who started this whole mess and i bet didnt even thank my brother in return for covering for him.

Our parents might not have been able to tell Lo'ak was covering for Ao'noung or maybe they did but they didnt see what had happened themselves so they just had to take the word of the one owing up to it. Either way i knew my brother and even if i had not seen what had happened between the two of them or outside the reef where he was attacked i wouldnt believe his pretty lies.

He was not the type to own up, as much as it pains me to say, our older brother was always the one to stick up for him. And even when he did Lo'ak would never retaliate and say it was his fault and not our elder brothers, letting him take the blame as he pleased. I knew my twin did not do this because it came from a bad place, because he had a bad heart, but because he was scared.

I knew that much, we were twins after all, like i said before, it would be wierd if we didnt have at least a couple things in common. But i suppose i wouldnt know as much as i used to about him now, we had grown more separated than we used to be. I take the responsibility for that due to my own fear. We both feared the unknown, he feared failure and letting people down and so did i.

Mabey we were, are, more alike than i had previously thought. As we grew further apart i started to think that we never really had anything in common but how would i really know since we never talked deeply about anything. We didnt confide in each other, we didnt know what the other was thinking and somethimes i wondered or even hoped that he might feel the same as me.

Only this time in a diffrent way. I thought it might be the case when we all saw him return safely, he owned up and my father said the harshest words he could have to him.

"You dishoner this family"

I could only imagine how my brother was feeling but as for me i felt them in my soul. We are twins so i could assume Lo'ak felt the same, only much worse since he was the one those words were directed at.

But they made me feel sick to my stomach, when i heard those words it dropped straight down and then lurched upwards like i was being spun around and around. This was because we are twins, he is one half of me, the other half of me. I felt those words to my core and they whispered that i was next.

Sometimes i think theres something wrong with me.

I have both my parents and my siblings. Theyre all nice people and none of them have died. I have a nice home, a nice clan and a nice grandmother. I have people who will support me through anything. So when i see them in front of me i know i should feel something...but i dont.

These are the people who raised me, who are my parents, who love me. They gave me a home and shelter, they fed me and protect me. They are the people i call to when i have a problem that i cant fix on my own or when im sick because i need thay sense of familiarity. Because they are my safety net. The only safety i know, they always have been.

So i know i should love them, i should reciprocate these feelings...but i dont. I look at them and i feel nothing. I think ive been tricking myself into thinking that i really do feel something, that i really love them and that i dont feel like its just because they were the only ones who protected me as i grew up. Because i had no choice in the matter and no one else to give me that sense of familiarity and safety.

And when i came to realise this, that i had been tricking myself, living in my own ignorance and delision, i started to act...started to lie. I thought 'well if i can trick myself what would be so hard about showing that emotion outwards and making life better for everyone else with a little white lie'.

'Lying is a form of love'.

With this white lie people would then begin to say 'you look happier as of late', 'you smile more now', 'you've changed', 'im glad your finally opening up to us'...

No. Its a lie. Its all a lie!

This isnt the real me.

Its just the me that keeps the peace, keeps the balance, keeps a sembalance of normality and familiarity because im scared of letting go, im scared of the outcome and im scared of hurting others even when i dont mean to. But how can i help it if its what i really feel, if its the real me, I cant help it, i dont know whats wrong with me....so i just lie instead. Its the better option...for everyone, everyone but me.

You often times hear how mothers or fathers do not feel connected with their child after its birth. They feel nothing towards this child and feel great grief over it, knowing they should feel all these diffrent emotions toward their child. They think somethings wrong with them but then over time as they are around the child more and watch it grow they learn to connect to the child, to love it. They watch them become their own person and the cycle might continue once that child becomes an adult and has children of its own, it has done so with many others.

I feel like that too. Can it be the same thing but the opposite way around, with the child being the one who wants to learn to love their parents? It wasnt always like this, i think i used to love them but my memories of my childhood have all faded into one big blur. I cannot recall any memories save for a few that have impacted me the most and only these i recalled recently or have kept with me and never once have left my mind. So i want to learn how to love them again, not just for them but also for me.

Lying and acting go hand in hand. One cannot exist without the other. You lie to act and you act to lie.

Thats the way i see it. Because i have known no diffrent. I do not know how to portray my feelings, my emotions, outwardly...not the real ones at least. So i lie. I lie and i act and i lie some more. Over and over and over again until i get twisted up in this web, this net of lies and fall down the rabbit hole until i dont even remember what i was like before. Before the lies, before all of it.

I dont know who the real me is anymore. But there is one thing i know, one thing i cant do.

Imagine this ; your going to bed at night and your parent comes to see you off one final time before you fall into your dreamland, and they say 'goodnight, sleep tight', 'see you in the morning', 'I love you'.

All the normality in the world, all the feelings and safety that should make you feel happy but all you feel instead is grief. Grief at yourself for only being able to reply back with a 'Okay' or 'Night' or a 'See you tomorrow' but never being able to utter the words 'I love you'. Because they carry so much weight to you, so much raw emotion that you cannot let escape from your being in fear. Pure fear of the unknown, of what will happen if you put these feelings on display, for the whole world to see.

Its not that i hate them, my parents, i just need to relearn how to let love win over fear, let them take my worries so i can love without restraint. Its like my heart is aching to be let out of its confinments within my chest where its tamed and trained to let the outershell act and lie while it rots away my entire being from the inside out.

Because 'I love you' are the only words i cannot speak out loud.

They are the only words i cannot bring myself to lie.

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@jakesully-sbabygirl @dreamsholdpowers @alohastitch0626 @1ntefly @arminsgfloll @bobojojoba69 @bucky12345 @destinylb @exactlyhappyflower @eternallyvenus @heart-an0n

(Everyone who used to read this is gone by now just watch😭✋)

[infernothechaosgod]

i've noticed theres been more talking abt julius in the tags now so I thought id share my own view on his role/how he's depicted in my stories

I also think julius is more easy going than others, he's this type that SEEMS done and seems like he's tired 24/7 but is accualy pretty chill going just doing his own thing, also I personaly don't headcanon him as the oldest Brother because ngl we don't see him interact with mickey nor oswald and if im gonna be completly honest him being the oldest Brother would kinda throw a marble in the relation of oswald and mickey as it is not...Oldest Brother? Not really

A cousin from another city however-

Also since him being the first cartoon Even before oswald messes the story in Epic mickey I have 2 options for epic mickey specificly

1 - julius was never suppoust to be a star nor a big hit, he wasnt promised much and his role was less of "the first one" and more of a "tester" and now he's very away from all the action either in wasteland or toonland

2 - julius is in a seperate place in epic mickey, Aka The wonderland lvl and almost no one knows about him but people who do/saw him around Don't wanna talk abt him bc they think they "just were seeing things", afterall wasteland is pretty small and someone new would be a big hit/at least welcomed or introduced to others right?

beasicly that ver of julius is like a cheshire cat, would even fit if he had something allowing him to "teleport" (switch frames) maybe a sketch book with thumbnails of diffrent locations?

(OR more chaotic/senseless option 3

Since julius is "based" off felix who canonicly is aware and breaks the 4th wall all the time despite not having a heart he just breaks the rules and hops from one place to the other, who's gonna tell him to stop? Viewers!? HA!)

[whole-circus]

Hey! I have recently been obsessing over your works I love your writing and you ARE SUCH A LOVELY PERSON 😭 i love reading your kind words to others and how you write in such a creative way!!

Could you possibly do a fem!reader who looks masc and constantly gets misgendered with jeff, Ben, Toby, hoodie or clockwork!

(I would be happy with any of them)

Thank you <3

Creepypastas with fem.reader that looks masc!

➥ with Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, 'Ticci' Toby, and Clockwork

I will cry you are the sweetest!! Fr you feed my self esteem!!🫶<3 Im sorry that you waited so much!! And I apologize for not putting Hoodie here!! Have amazing day and take care of yourself!!! i love your nick btw 😭

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Jeff the Killer

Thats it, he is propably one of the people that misgendered you on purpose (and he is proud of himself because he is little shit like that..). But of course Jeff can do that once you both are in relationship, he has to have some privilege yk? Being meanie is just his love language. Even if he is still mean sometimes, then at the end of day he is here to beat people who do that - no matter if they did it in in mean manner or not, Jeff doesnt care he just want blood and chaos (and your happiness)! Besides all that, he finds you cute and pretty anyway, doesnt matter what you really look like. Jeff isnt the best person to talk about appearance and he knows that. So you can wear anything, be more "feminine" or "musculine" and he is still cool with that!

BEN Drowned

Boy will literally bark at people who misgender you 😭 No, just kidding, but he dont stand people being like this and will automatically correct them! Gets the fact that you are tired because of that and want to do everything in his power to make you feel better! Even if someone is not doing it on purpose then you have full right to feel uncomfy! So you will recieve a lot of worship and sweet words from Ben overall. Okay but you cant tell me that he wouldnt dress in dresses and skirts to fuck up with people (plus he want to feel pretty (he is a pretty boy anyway, lets be honest))! Loves making them even more confused. Ben is pretty open-minded so doesnt care what you look like or how you dress you are his queen and he treats you like one!!

"Ticci" Toby

I will start with something a bit out of request but..Toby would 100% want to wear matching clotheswith you! Dont get me wrong, he definitely loves you and drool at you no matter you wear (you could wear anything, even garbage bag), but loves showing you off! He is so so grateful that he is your boyfriend and he wants to brag about it to everyone. Definitely thinks in his head that someone would look at you and be like 'omg they are a couple what a cuties'...we love his energy. If you feel upset about people constantly misgendering you, Toby is right here to make it all better and give you a lot of praises! He enjoyes pampering you, when you feel especially down..he is always content to make you both small things like face masks, painting eachother nails or even do eachother makeup for fun (Toby suck at it but he got the right spirit)!

Clockwork

Clockwork doesnt really believe in things like "too musculine" or "too feminine", clothes should be functional - doesnt matter what you wear, but rather how you feel in them - and people are just diffrent when it comes to look. Thats why i think she would be even more angry, she gets that people can make mistakes but if they do it on purpose just to mess with you, then she wont stay calm. What a protective gf she is! Its nice if you dont care about this constant iccidents, becasue they happen - but if you start worry even in the slightest? She will be your sholder to cry on and your number one support girl! Natalie will assure you that you are fine just the way you are, and you can look however you want - its nobody case - she likes you for you! .. Just dont tell anybody about this, she would rather keep it as a secret.

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[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling

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Reader: General Netural | "you"/Y/n | Platonic

Notes: I really liked this

Warnings: one accidental walk in scene nothing explicit

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Bloodhound has always been very protective of you

Bloodhound taught you everything you needed to know

From multiple languages, Both the lauange of your people and of the diffrent worlds and too hunt using the old ways

Often they would try and keep you back, but you couldnt help but be excited to follow

You didnt know your parents like Bloodhound did, and they did there best to teach you as they would have.

You've picked up wood carving, especially on long hunts where you feel you do nothing but sit.

You often carve into the trees as well

When you were around the age where bloodhound lost there parents, they realized you were going amongst your own struggles.

No. Not Death, or Romance, Or Identity crisis

But rather your hearing

They realized you started loosing your hearing: it weak at first, not hearing things here and there, to not hearing things: like sticks crack infront of you

Your loosing your hearing and though you dont go deaf completely before they leave

Yet over time its clear you'll get there.

From then on, Bloodhound tries and make up a sign lauange for the two of you: its not exactly understandable to others, and some people are trying to learn it as well as you run around showing the kids your age

But with what limmited literal knowledge bloodhound manages to come out uptop, as they always do in your eyes.

Bloodhound's big day, coming of age hunt, was...worse than you anticipated it

You still young didnt really realize what your older sibling had done wrong

But it made bloodhound mad, and they even snapped

With immediate regret they apologized but still didnt let you have the burden of what was happening.

So when bloodhound went to...redeem themselves you werent expecting an attack on the village by the monster thats been plauging the village.

With your uncle now dead, Bloodhound was now leaving...

You were confused on exactly what your older sibling, your only family was leaving for.

"I'll see you when you come back?"

"When I come back." Bloodhound spoke louder than normal, accompanied with a nodded

Bloodhound watched the child nod, it. Saddening. Yet....relieving.

Nothing bad could happen to you with themself gone.

Days turned into Weeks, weeks into months, months into years, years into a decade...

Since Bloodhounds leaving you hadn't really fit in anywhere, adults labeled you back luck, a bad omen, kids were told to stay away from you, people talked about you infront of you and behind your back.

So....you left.

You get lost that is. Going anywhere but nowhere

In the deep snow you come across tracks, bears, small, one set, a cub.

Following them you find the little guy stuck.

New animal friend acquired.

After all he follows you on your heels for the next three miles

Hes small but he wont be small for long

He fits in your pack for now, and sticks his head out as you make your way.

Days and days of walking, camping and more walking

you finally see smoke, bad smoke, and push your way forward, maybe you could find people that way.

Turns out, your days of walking is brought by more walking

And you accidentally throw yourself into the apex games, (Duos to be exact)

Turns out the apex games were goin on in your very own backyard.

Luckily you and your new friend you yet to name have battle expirence under your noses.

You dont really seen anybody till you turn a corner at the bridge and run straight into metal.

Pathfinder luckily.

"You must be my teammate." He spoke happily, "I was wondering when you'd show!"

"Team...mate?" Y/n asked uncertain if they heard the bot infront of them.

"Highfive! Teammate!" He spoke happily, lifting his hand up.

Y/n looked at him confused but placed there hand on his, his screen lighting up in a smile causing them to flinch.

You were intrested, and because Pathfinder amd you met, you introduce him to your friend.

The bear in your backpack

"That is a bear!" He cheered, "what is name?"

Y/n hadnt come up with one, "oh. Uh. Bear?"

"Highfive Bear!"

Pathfinder sadly did not receive a highfive from Bear

But rather a growl in happiness and was the set down.

So you three contuined, and Pathfinder called out any weapons he seen for you

"You may like a Sentinel if you are new to this! Keeps yourself in the background!" Pathfinder commented holding the snipper in hand.

He stopped, watching Y/n look out in the distance, they looked. Solemn. Alone even despite the two new friends at there sides.

Pathfinder tapped Y/n's shoulder, Y/n turning around.

"You have a hard time hearing!" Pathfinder spoke loudly.

"Sorry." Y/n apologized.

"Will captions help you?" Pathfinder spoke.

"Captions...?"

Words showed up on Pathfinder's screen.

Perhaps words would be easier, y/n looked at the screen.

"I...dont know what that is." Y/n responded, unknowing how to read.

"Perhaps I shall just speak louder then! It is no problem!" Pathfinder chimed, "Please take this weapon!"

Y/n shook there head, "That is forbidden."

Pathfinder was confused, how did you even make it in the games?

But as you were discussing: a bullet past by the two of you.

Turning heads you both looked at a larger Islander Male and a Red head Jamaican girl.

"Poor bastards." She laughed her accent thick as Pathfinder Grabbed Y/n, both rushing for cover.

Bear rushing after the two, Y/n grabbing Bear before he slid across the metal floor.

You both were pinned, and you looked over the crate.

"Stay." Y/n ordered Bear, pulling an axe from there bag

You rushed the two, Pathfinder covering you as you were quick to climb the zipline with the axe in your mouth

Making it up quick you went for Lifeline, a strong kick into the underside of the jaw and then the but of the axe to the side of the head while Pathfinder handled the big guy.

You actually ended rocking Gibraltar's war club and your own Axe.

"May the Allfather guide there souls." Y/n spoke.

Wait. Allfather?

Pathfinder's heard that somewhere.

But he cant find where in his processors wheres he's heard that

With Bear giving out a growl in worry he'd be left down below, Y/n slid down and let Bear come back into there pack before climbing back up

"This is the ring!" Pathfinder explained pointing at his screen, "We are outside of it! We'll need to venture inside! And while so we may run into teams! Fun killing!"

When had killing become fun?

Y/n was silent though, as the two contuined on.

No guns were used by Y/n, just axe and warclub

And when they found Revenant and Mad Maggie, that Sycthe was added to the collection.

They didnt really run into to many people after that.

The two were walking across a bridge, exposed and out in the open

"Ay got two enemies out there. With two squadies left." Fuse spoke up, Krabber in hand aimed and ready to fire, "Got Pathfinder and some new kid. Take a look babe."

Bloodhound kneeled down next to Fuse, and Fuse detacted the scope and handed it over.

"I see the MRVN looting," Bloodhound explained, shifting the sights over before zooming in, the face unclear as there head was looking inside the crate, Pathfinder looked to be explaining things inside.

"No..." Bloodhound spoke, "That person. They are from my Village."

"Eh? Someone I gotta worry about for your hand in Marraige?" Fuse joked.

Bloodhound was in no mood, "They have a bear in there backpack. That isnt a competitor-"

"Such a shame." Loba spoke up, Pistol pressed to the back of Fuse's head, "I knew you were getting old but not that old."

"Hi bloodhound! Fuse!" Vantage waved to the two happily trigger ready to pull the trigger.

"Please. I ask for a truce-"

Loba laughed, "oh?"

"That person with Pathfinder. Is from my Village- they're not suppose to be here-"

"I could careless-"

"Show some compassion would ya?!" Fuse argued.

"They're family?" Vantage asked.

"They're trying to trick you!" Loba argued, "Whoever that is. Will kill us! They've already killed!"

Vantage looked at the two, "alright."

"I'll do it myself!"

"Wait!"

Two headshots later there was only two squads left.

"Looks like you were busy-"

"Shit! Ambush!-" Loba shouted, Pathfinder ziplining straight into her, sending her over the cliff to fall to her death.

Meanwhile Y/n jumped off some crates Vantage too impressed to move, it ending her time as she followed Loba off the cliff.

"We have our champions!"

"We won!" Pathfinder cheered, "We're the best!"

Y/n watched as a flying ball came into view, it had a camera as they looked at it confused, face covered in blood and confused as they looked at the thing.

"Damn kid!" Revenant shouted he on the drop ship, they all watching the two new championship.

"It is a shame we hadn't met in battle. An intresting challenge they would have been." Ash declared.

"You gonna be alright there?" Fuse asked, ice pack in hand, a nasty headcahe from the headshot.

Bloodhound nodded, back to everyone, secluded with there face uncovered and helmet off.

"I." They sighed, "Will be alright."

Fuse smiled at them, it small and fulled of concern.

"Really..thank you my Walter." Bloodhound spoke holding Walter's hand in reassurance.

"Oh my flyers!" Vantage shouted rushing over, "I'm sorry! I really am! I would of liked to help really!"

"Woah! Woah! Pup!" Fuse stopped Vantage from comin to close, "Houndy's not really comfortable infront of others without. Ya know."

"Right! Sorry!"

Bloodhound carefully put themselves back together before turning to the younger legend.

"I understand, as well as the predictiment. I congratulate you on your sucesful Slatra and Victory. The all father blesses you today."

"Me? No! No!" Vantage smiled, "That person from your village! They won! With Pathfinder. See!"

Bloodhound turned toward the screen.

A stagename given to them already 'The Nameless'

But nameless they weren't.

"Y/n..." Bloodhound responded longing, sadness, in the modulated voice, "Oh...my Y/n... what have you done..."

What?

Fuse is lost. "YOUR" Y/n?

Confused Australian noises

When the ship picks the champions up, all are confused.

Where the fuck did you come from?

No one really considers your win a win.

And the Bear that comes crawling out your pack scares the fuck out of Mirage.

They ears didnt pick up the soft call of there name, but there eyes caught the figure.

"Bad blood between the two?" Mirage whispered causing Rampart to elbow him, earing an Ow.

They were floored, watching the figure so familiar walk over. Diffrent in armour yes, but the allfather told Y/n who was truly infront of them.

Bloodhound stopped just a few steps away from Y/n. Y/n quickly fell to there knees, lifting the weapons of there bidding up in there hands above there head.

Bloodhound's gloved hand reached forward grabbing Y/n's hand, signalling them to rise to there feet.

"Weapons of my battle." Y/n responded, blinking erratically to dismiss the tears, "Slátra for the All father! Gifts for my leader."

Bloodhound held out there hands as Y/n handed them over, all of the damage with such simple weapons.

They slipped from Bloodhound's hands to the floor. Reaching over they quickly hugged Y/n.

Y/n unable to hold in any more tears as they cried and hard.

"I missed you! So much!" Y/n cried.

Bloodhound pulled away only to pull down there mask and place a hard kiss on Y/n's cheek, hugging them again.

"Are you crying?" Bangalore asked.

"What? No." Valkyire argued, a lie, "Okay. Its making me miss my dad-"

Bangalore was surpised but sighed as Valkyire hugged her.

It some how became contagious, hugs went around.

"I love you man!" Octane cried.

"Haha! Alright Alright!" New Castle laughed.

"Come on girlfriend!" Pathfinder cheered.

"No- No!-" Ash argued Pathfinder hugging her anyways.

"One dont hurt." Rampart smiled at Mirage.

"Neither does two." Horzion cheered bringing them both into hugs.

Vantage watched, it something she desperately wanted, affection, but none of that werid kissy stuff.

"Need a hug kid?" Fuse asked, "I could do with one."

"...yeah."

"Im not hugging you Demonio."

"Didnt expect one."

Bloodhound was all over you, wipping away the blood from your face mostly, gentle seeing a cut.

You missed this...this contact... there hands bare against your face.

They were always motherly to you, but fatherly in some ways.

Careful with you, but not so Careful like you'd break

You were...confused by them at the same time. This new bloodhound was...new. (duh)

And you didnt like the man staring at them from across the room

"There..." Bloodhound responded, "another to add to the collection.

Y/n left over the small butterfly bandages.

"I see you have no choose the way of the Raven." Bloodhound responded turning there head to watch Arthur tease the bear cub with it's tail feathers.

"...I...Im sorry." Y/n responded, "I...cannot hear you completely..."

"I know someone who can help," Bloodhound spoke louder, "They're always up for a new modification-"

"Someone said Modification!?" Rampart spoke up.

"But...we are-"

"I know." Bloodhound spoke grabbing Y/n's hand, "but we cannot keep denying the future to live in our past."

"Is...that why you left the tribe. Why you left....me..."

"No. Never." Bloodhound told holding there cheek, "I am a coward and should be shamed for what I did...to the tribe. To you. I am ashamed what I did to you. I am sorry. I beg for your forgiveness."

Y/n just hugged Bloodhound again. Bloodhound holding them tight

Fuse is a ball of fire sitting across the room.

"Hey egg. Stop throwin a hissy fit and ask." Maggie argued.

It was an understatement saying you were attached to Bloodhound.

Now people were your fans, you had to go into the Apex Games as an actual contestant.

Luckily you were allowed in, and given a room across from Bloodhound's

So with your new room and few things you own, aka you barely full pack, the chlothes on your back a bear, and the weapons from battle

Right you wanted to give those back.

You take your time, cleaning each one, sharpening them,

Gibraltar's wowed by your skill when you deliever it to him all prestige and pretty

"Wow! You're good!"

"It is your weapon. It should be with you."

Like said Gibraltar's thankful

Then you get to Revenant's room knocking on the door

He hates you due to humiliation.

But has to admit...you know how to sharpen your shit

You thank him, even if he just took it, after all you did use it, then just leave

And spend more time catching up with your older sibling

Fuse is kinda ticked off for the rest of the week.

He had no idea who you were, a sibling especially

You were young, good looking, strong, not afraid to show emotion.

Plus you had a fucking bear.

And shared culture with Houndy

Oh he thinks he's so fucked.

"Aye. Houndy. Can. I." Fuse started walking into the room, "Talk to ya."

Bloodhound looked over, "is everything alright My Walter?"

Walter closed the door behind himself, walking over to take a seat, Bloodhound bare faced,feeding Arthur.

"This...new kid."

"Y/n?"

"Yeah."

"What about Y/n?" Bloodhound asked.

"Did...ya know 'em. Ya know before the games."

Bloodhound chuckled, "I hope I did. Y/n before I left my village was...more than the all father to me. My everything..."

"But?"

Bloodhound was silent, stroking Arthur's neck.

"I...left Y/n there...my greatest, and most devistating decisions." Bloodhound responded, "One should not abandon family...and I did...I thought perhaps leaving them there...they'd be better off, I was just scared of facing what Y/n had thought of me after the attack."

"Ah..."

Fuse was even more mad at himself, of course they were siblings

Ah but jealously is a bitch

It was when Athur flew threw the open window you were confused.

Was it not feeding time?

He took to your arm as he use to so often.

And you walked over to Houndey's room.

"I believe Arthur came to pout to me about the lack of food-"

Y/n was frozen, in place, watching there sibling stripped of there top, sitting ontop another legend in a very much less clothed stature than there sibling.

"By The Allfather!"

Y/n quickly slammed the door, face red in blush as they backed up slowly in shock.

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Pt 2?

Tags: @chase-ing

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

Ive been thinking about this, am I the only one whos kinda bothered when people say that ACOTAR was medieval aesthically while ACOMAF and onward are regency era/elizabethan/victorian/some other english time period? Like, again, im no history expert and this is all primarily vibes based, but the way I see it, the world of ACOTAR was already very aesthetically victorian, both the human and the fae part of it. Like, when Feyre leaves shes given this impractical dress with thin gloves and silly small hat, I dont know if she was wearing a corset which is like The thing that people think of when they think of that time period, but regardless, the vibes were all there, same goes for her sisters and their new mansion. And then in the fae world its like, Tamlin is living in a manor house, thats not exactly what I think of when I think of medieval times yknow. Honestly, I think when people say that ACOTAR felt more medieval while ACOMAF feels victorian, what theyre actually trying to express is the loss of whimsy between books, but that doesnt really have anything to do with the time-period its vaguely set in. The way I see it, Feyre was experiencing the victorian countryside lifestyle with tamlin and now that shes living with rhys shes experiencing the victorian city lifestyle, like the spring court and the night court are really not that different imo, except the way the spring court does the tithe is oddly medieval but I know that doylistically thats just to make Tamlin look backwards and archaic in comparison to Rhysand so I dont really feel like engaging with that on a deeper in-uinverse level if Im being honest

I will say that the men's clothes in both the SC and the NC do seem very medieval, but its like, 'commoner' medieval. Like, theyre just wearing normal ass pants that look like modern pants and then a shirt and then a garment thats kinda like a vest but it has a diffrent name, I dont remember what it is in english but in german its called Tunika. I bet they dont even wear stockings under their stupid modern pants! And its so annoying because its like, bro theyre monarchs, the monarchy is all about keeping up appearances and displaying their wealth whenever they can and stupid symbolism, thats why court clothing has historically slayed so hard, and here come these bozos, again, probably not even wearing stockings to emphasise their supple calves (although thats admittedly more 17th or 18th century iirc). And for Tamlin it atleast makes sense for his character, but we're told that Rhysand ascended to the throne when he was pretty young and that he actually wanted that unlike Tamlin, thats one of the reasons why hes sooooo much better supposedly, so how come he dresses like Tamlins slightly more goth cousin??

And what kills me even more is that I think actual 19th century european court clothes would suit Rhysand so well, like you know that style of suit with the shoulder pads with those weird little dangly strings, it has a kinda militaristic vibe and its often worn with a sash and a bunch of medals? Cmon, Rhys would absolutely slay that and it would fit his personality too. whatever, does he atleast wear something cool for Starfall? or for when he goes to reanact Feyre's sexual assault in the court of nightmares? Or is he just wearing that one fucking tunic thats just black but it has silverthreads worked into the fabric for thise scenes?? whatever, its midnight I gotta stop rambling about this shit and go to bed good nightttt

[alistairssock]

Every day I grow increasingly disappointed and mad that the body options in BG3 are so limited when it comes to their bodies

I complain a lot about all the male companions having rippling abs (first off: why??? second off: the hell¿¿¿). While most the female companions have hourglass shaped bodies with uber perky tits facing the sky. Except Lae'zel and Karlach. Lae'zel being weird and lanky yet strong, gitting her being githyanki and a warrior. Check. It's good, I really like that about her, it makes her interesting and unique. Her tits are even slightly diffrent than the others. Karlach? I could never slander Karlach. She's perfect. Hope she can continue to piss off whiny gamer boys who are afraid of muscular women taller than them. Or awaken something in them. Either option is fine.

But the main thing that bothers me is that we're living up to this insane beauty standard that is so implimented into our society that it's so to speak impossible to un-stick from video games. It's a sick and twisted cishet gamerbro fantasy, rubbed into our faces. It's lazy and boring, and lacking of flavor and I'm so so tired of it. And don't get me started how unrealistic most their bodies are compared to what they do and how they've lived and who they are. That could easily be a whole other wall of a text post.

Thing is, I wouldn't mind this as much if the 'standard' bodies were just one of many options. If these body types were just one of many and not the default on every single character model. There could be a custom option/sliders to adjust the character's bodies to your own vision and preference. Though, I do wish it would come with a lot more diverse bodies to begin with (baseline for npcs, and that isn't much to ask for, they clearly have the power, but are not willing to wield it). Hell, even a height slider would be good. Not all player/non-playable characters abide to the standard set body options; that is simply ridiculous when you think about it.

It does however bother me extra much because it's such a cowardly trap both Dragon Age - and probably also other fantasy games (and let's be real, most video games in general) - and now Baldur's Gate fall into. Men are square and burly, and women are hourglass shaped and dainty in comparison, no matter the race option (cough, cough I'm looking at the dwarves mainly). Dare i say The Ideal Male Body and Sexulised Version Of What Most Women Look Like. The only two genders. They do have given us muscled options, for which I'm grateful. But they are mostly just "would you like to be bigger and taller?", and that's it. Essentially same body, just streched out and slap some muscle in it, no problem. But seeing as it's in a fantasy world very much like our world (as in...people are people, living their people person lives), there should be a lot more bodily diversity. Fat people should exist, and they shouldn't be limited to antagonistic characters. We all see why that is wrong and fucked up, right?

It is progressive in it's ways, of course. The fact you can mix and match genitalia to body is a huge plus in my book. Pronouns are also super epic. Not much to complain about on that front, not many gives us these options. It's a small step for gaming, a huge step for humanity, or whatever.

It might be a lot to ask for to have options that include and embrace every aspect of the human experience. I do want more disabled characters in all shades and colours, I do want more fat characters in all shapes and sizes, I do want better and more hair for poc characters. The list goes on forever. So while I'm grateful for what we have and know and acknowledge and mourn it's not a perfect game by far (by wishes and just as a fact), I do appreciate what has been offered us so far. I just need to get this all off my chest, air out some thoughts