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#ran I love you but we need to do something about that horn thing on your head. it keeps growing and it's worrying
s2pdoktopus · 1 year
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Badly drawn redraw and my stubborn rejection of Ran's hair
To those who might wonder how it'll work :)
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Say no to teleporting horns!
And Aoko, cause my sister asked XD
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There's really no need to logic her hair.
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scoutswritingcorner · 24 days
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Hello lovely ~ gonna request what we were talking about~
Alastors antlers shedding♡ literally? Anything you wanna say about it
Shedding Season
Alastor x GN!Reader
TW: Antlers being Shed, Alastor being clingy. 18+ as it does mention Alastor having a rut. Nothing graphic I promise
A/N:This is my take on how he would deal with his antlers shed and how he deals with his rut.
Alastor finds himself needing help with shedding his antlers. You decide to help him out
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It started off fine for Alastor, at first it was more of an urge to stay near his lover, you, it didn’t really bother him as he was a busy man and had things to take care of but it got worse after a day or two. The urge to stay in your vicinity got worse as he got even more agitated than before if he strayed away from you or Satan forbid Lucifer or Husker got too close to you. Then it was the constant motion of him rubbing his face into your neck or shoulder when no one was around, you didn’t seem to mind one bit but it agitated him to no end. But the feeling went away once you carefully ran your fingers through his hair, brushing near his antlers and ever so carefully scratching which caused him to pull you closer to him. 
Then it was how his body was reacting, how he couldn’t even wear his own coat anymore. It was like every article of clothing was suffocating him and how he hated it so. The best course of action he thought of was hiding in his room away from prying eyes and ears as he snarled out rubbing his horns on one of the many trees in the bayou in his bedroom. He didn’t need you to see how pathetic he looked and felt, his sweet doe would never look at him the same if they saw him like this. He was sure of it. Despite being in his own room, the wind of the familiar bayou felt on his warm body wasn't enough for him. It wasn’t until he heard a knock on his bedroom door that sent his ears turning to the sound and his head snapping up in anger.
“Alastor? Darling?” You called out from the other side of his bedroom door, his heart pounded before he willed his way towards the door ignoring the pain his antlers were giving him. He shakily gripped the doorknob before opening it only a bit. “Yes, Dear?” He asked softly trying to keep his anger at bay as his chest heaved with every heavy breath. You softly smiled at him, “May I come in?” You asked, holding onto the door frame leaning closer to him.
He weighed the options for a moment before eventually allowing you into his room, finally noticing the small basket in your hands, he tilted his head confused. Closing the door behind you he watched as you sat on his chair and waved him over, “Come here you silly deer.” You teased, causing him to huff but he followed your directions as much as he wanted to argue, he knew better. Especially at this moment. You held out your hands to him, the basket on the side of the chair, he slowly held your hands as you pulled him to sit on the ground in between your legs, his back towards the chair. 
“Need a drink or something to snack on, Love?” You asked him as he shook his head silently, he was rarely ever silent. You reached up and gently rubbed his shoulders noticing how warm his skin felt. “You’re rut is around the corner isn’t it?” He froze at the mention of his rut as his hand reached up to rub at his face. “Yes..I do believe it’s that time of year again, Cher.” He replied the radio static filter from his voice was gone as he let out a deep heavy sigh. 
You reached down and grabbed a cold water bottle to hand to him. “Drink up, Al..I’m gonna try and help you get this velvet off your antlers okay?” You whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his head. Alastor could only nod and mumble out a warning but you’ve been through this rodeo with him before. You reached down to get the tools from the basket as well as some of his favorite snacks that you got from Rosie earlier today. “They might shed as well, Al..just let it happen okay?” You carefully brushed back his hair seeing as a few strands stuck to his head that was covered in sweat. He could only reply with a hum leaning his head back against you. You were gonna have to get him a cold rag soon as well.
As you began to slowly and carefully help get the velvet off of his antlers he let out a low groan closing his eyes as sweat covered his face and neck. “Want me to go get you a cold rag, Darlin?” You asked softly tilting his head back carefully watching as he opened his eyes, his everlasting smile had dropped a while ago. “No..not yet..” He whispered out, you went back to silently helping him knowing how overwhelmed he gets during these times. 
It was only after you had gotten all of the velvet off of his antlers that something hit the floor with a soft thud making Alastor jump nonetheless. You looked over after making sure you had everything put back up and noticed his two antlers had shed, making him grumble loudly as he leaned his head back into your stomach. “Come on, Al..let me go get a rag for your face and neck.” You whispered slowly getting up as he leaned forward watching you. “Take a sip of water and eat up, okay? I don’t need you dealing with your rut on an empty stomach.” He waved a hand towards you but did what you had asked of him.
The rest of the night was spent with him sitting between your legs as you carefully washed the sweat from his face and neck, whispering soft reassurances as he kept drifting in and out of sleep. Soft jazz playing in the background as his shadow carefully wrapped around your body.
He felt a million times better and he knew that the weeks of his rut would be over soon enough with you helping him with how uncomfortable it made him.
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marydiva-17 · 3 months
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I have a little request. Ronal/Tonowari x Warrior Reader. The Reader is very standoffish like always serious never smiling, always standing gaurd, a serious face all the time and when the Sully’s arrive they are more worried about the reader because the reader has great tales of being a great warrior and they feel intimidated by them almost. How tall they are and how strong they are but also by the fact that they always seem to just be in warrior mode until The Sullys see the reader interacting with the younger kids of the clan seeing how gentle they are and how the reader interacts with the kids (Tsireya, Rotxo and Ao’nung). Being very so soft and gentle with them and being shocked when they realize that the reader is just a huge softie to the clan.
Ronal and Tonowari are my comfort pairing idk I just love them. I would greatly appreciate if you could do this. You have amazing writing.
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The sully family had arrived at metkayian seeking refuge with anyone else that could take with them. When they arrived there they soon realized that life on the reef was far different and similar to life in the forest. There were many thing that got the newcomers attention when it came to the people and everything around them. These things made them feel many emotions, as they are trying to understand everything that was going on right now for them. One of these things was a specific someone that had drawn everyone attention.
Y/n " ummm" you are walking on the beach holding a spear in your hands, you were doing some fishing for your family when you had noticed something far away. It was a herd of ikrans and they were coming towards the village.
y/n " It look like we are going to have some guests" soon the horn had blown getting the whole village attention, as everyone race to see who had come to their village today.
y/n "well it seems like some change is coming" soon the newcomers and landed on the beach, and soon made their way toward you and the rest of the clan.
Jake " hello we mean you no harm"
y/n " hello" the group had noticed you standing there holding your spear, you seem like a warrior and healer but soon their attention was stolen away when tonowari showed up. Tonowari had given you a lovely glance as he made his way towards the group.
tonowari " Jake sully welcome to our village but may I ask why have you come here"
Jake " hello tonowari" soon ronal had made herself know as well as she was looking at the new arrivals, and soon at you giving you a smile.
Jake " we came here seeking uturu for my family and everyone else with us"
ronal " uturu"
tonowari " we have heard about your war and want nothings to do with it"
Jake " we are done with war we just need some help at the moment"
????? " we should help them they are brothers and sisters like us" everyone was soon looking at you as you stood there, the clan had made way for you.
y/n " we should help them out we all have head the stories of them winning the battle against the sky people, and keep on fighting after great lost we should lead them help" tonowari and ronal soon looked at each other and then look at you. You are standing near your kids looking at them, your youngest daughter grabbed your hand.
tonowari " it seems like my mate has spoken on your clan behave so we will allow you to stay"
ronal " we will see if you can be like one of us"
many days later
Y/n " ........" you are standing on a rock doing some spear throwing practice, It had been a few days since the sully family had arrived here. The sully family and their company had been told many stoires of you being a great warrior, which made them feel very intimidated about you and some of them even fear you as well.
????? " mama" you were about to toss a spear when you heard someone calling you, you soon looked up to see your daughter coming running towards you.
y/n " Aara my daughter" aura soon ran into you and hugged you once she reach you, but that when you realized she was not alone she had tuk. The youngest of the sully family the girl was standing behind you daughter.
aara " hey mama this is my new friend tuk"
tuk " hello you are very beautiful"
y/n " thank you sweetie so what are you two doing over here"
aara " I was wondering if you cna take us to the tide pools we want to explore there and have some fun, but we need someone with us"
y/n " sure honey I can take you and tuk come on girls" the two girls soon smile as they follow behind you, as you take them to the tide pool. The girls soon started playing around in the pool and swimming in the ocean near by, you were showing them some amazing stuff as well.
tuk and aara " hahah" the two girls were laughing as you showed them a fun away to spoke puffer fishes making the girls laugh,
y/n " I had learned that way when I was your age and your baba spooked one, we laughed for hours about it"
aara " really baba did that"
y/n " yes" some otters had came by getting the girls attention, as the girls had started playing with the creatures or petting them as well.
y/n " it seems like you girls are having a good time" the girls had nodded their heads as they were enjoying the time with the otters, but you soon had brought them back to shore.
tuk " aara I didn't know your mama could be so fun"
aara " see I told you she can be fun"
y/n " what do you girls means"
tuk " well my family and clan think you are very scary a bit and serious, when we first meet you and we heard all these amazing tales about you"
aara " those tales are true my mama has been on man adventures and seen many things as well"
tuk " really"
y/n " yes if you wish I can tell you many of my tales that haven't been told before"
tuk " yes please"
???? " can we hear some stories as well" You soon looked up to see your older kids and the older sully kids, and other kids with them. You had nodded their head and let them join the circle as you told some of your tales.
later on that day
neytiri " kids kids ... where could they be"
Jake " neytiri what the matter"
neytiri " ma Jake are the kids and spider with you I can't find them and dinner will be soon"
tonowari " i thought they might of return by now"
Jake " where could they have gone"
ronal " tonowair there you are have you seen the children they haven't come home"
tonowari " it seems like our kids are missing as well like your Jake sully"
Jake " where could they have gone this time tuk said her and aara were going to play somewhere new today"
ronal " we should get y/n she can help us she might know where they are" Jake and neytiri had heard many tales about you and you might scare them, as you seem like a fearsome warrior they soon went looking for you along with tsutey who was looking for spider. They soon heard laughter of children.
Jake " I think those are our kids" they adults soon followed the sound and saw you sitting with the kids telling them stoires.
y/n " it had taken days to get the ink out of everyone hair after that day... oh we are such foolish teens back then"
rotxo " that funny mama"
y/n " yes it was but it was messy situation afterwards"
ronal " there you all are" the kids and you soon stopped laughing and soon looked and saw your mates staring there with, Jake and his mate along with tsutey.
tuk " hey mama and daddy y/n told us stoires and took me and Sara to play today"
neytiri " oh that wonderful"
aara " mama was telling us all these wonderful stoires baba"
tonowari " that wonderful my daughter" Jake along with neytiri and tsutey were soon able to see you, were not that scary as they had thought. They were able to see the gentle side of the warrior they had heard might tales about and finally understand her as well.
tonowari " some of your mother stories might be made up"
y/n " oh that what you think my love will you kids like to hear the story of tonowari ...." tonowari soon covered your mouth and looked at you.
tonowari " no please no there are many stories you might be thinking of but please no" you soon remove his hand and look at him and kiss his check while laughing. Tonowari soon rolled his eyes and laughed as well, the families had soon went home, after a good time of story telling and getting to know each other as well.
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Pletonic yandere with Disney Hades
Will be nice to have a sassy dad
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Yandere Father Hades 
“Come on Megara, all you got to say is that I’m going to some siren soiree you know. I just know he’s going to ask you before anything and it’ll give me enough time to–”
“Fat chance, Spitfire. You’re daddy’s going to sniff you out faster than Cereberus and we all know how that ended last time.”
You sucked your teeth as you know her words are true. While the embarrassment that came with your father crashing every Olympian party you so much as thought about attending. But you had to go this time, you just had to.
“But Meg…Perseus will be there…”
She groaned bookmarking a page in her book and closing it to look at you earnestly. Recognizing that longing look in your eyes, she painfully sighs as she grasps your hands.
“(Y/n) the thing about love is that it's…not guaranteed and wouldn’t you want to save your freedom for something that will promise your happiness.”
You knew what she was getting at and you had nothing to protest. Perseus may have invited you but you doubted he actually remembered you. Let alone would really notice you’re intentions towards him. Sinking your head and pulling from Meg’s hands you slowly stood.
“I-I guess you’re right.” You turned away mopily leaning on the exit of the room, “I’ll see you around Meg.”
She could only worriedly sigh as she watched you drag yourself out the room. Her look of sincerity and sorrow morphed; scrunching into a disatistied frown she turned the side of her cheek to the darkest corner behind her.
“Happy?”
From the darkness a blue fire ignited resting atop the head of none other than Hades. With a spikey toothed smile the deity of death emerged from the shadows with spirits high.
“You know what? I am! Ta think all it took to get them to behave was a brokenhearted–”
“Yeah. Yeah, well maybe if you let them live a little they wouldn’t treat you like the plague itself.” 
“Meg, meg, meg! I’m sure you can’t tell but I’m their parent and what experience do you have raising a little bundle on your own?”
“...”
“Come on! Come on!”
“...none.”
“NONE! That’s right! Zilch, Nada!”
“Whatever just don’t go blowing up the underworld when they explode at you.”
“Yeah? And how much do you want to be-”
Suddenly the distant calls from Panic and Pain rang throughout the hall, before they stumbled in. 
“Sir! S-sir!”
“M-master! (Y/n) took the chariot–”
“-and t-they released Cerberus as well!” 
Exactly as they expected an angry beam of red hot fire shot off his head as his face contorted to one of pure rage. Meg stepped away from him letting her lips stretch into a knowing smirk as she crossed her arms.
“WHAT?!” 
“T-they i-interrupted our cleaning it–”
“Yeah sayin’ something about not living forever?”
Meg snickered. “What’d I tell ya?” 
He shot a glare towards her before grasping the heads and horns of Pain and Panic. Veins popping from his forehead and heat permeating from his hands, he let out a pent up scream. Shriveling in response the imps bore the pain of his raging flames.
“AAAAAAAGGHHH!”
“HOT! HOT! HOT!HOT!”
Meg rolled her eyes holding her hands over her ears, waiting until his eventual cool down. In a puff of air he released his servants and ran a hand through his azure flamed hair.
“Alright Im cool, I’m cool again. We just need to know where they're going.”
“We don’t know Master!”
“M-m-maybe they went to a park or something?”
“I’m thinking our dearest Nutmeg knows the answer to that!”
She groaned as Hades squeezed her shoulders and mockingly nuzzled his cheek into hers. Pulling away she looked behind her to see a dark look on the lord of death’s face. She fought her desire to shakily sigh before spilling what she knew–she hoped you were doing what you needed to do.
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Arriving on the chariot of death to a Solcist party was the coolest entrance you could have had. And as much as you wished you could dally you needed to find Perseus–to tell him how you felt. Pushing past the other party-goers still guffawing at your arrival you made your way into the heat of the gathering already feeling the tightness of bodies dancing next to one another. 
You could smell the power of your cousin Eros wafting through the air. It gave you a sense of urgency as you searched for the one you were looking for. 
“(Y/n)?”
Perfect timing. You turned to the hero, expecting to see him as handsome as the day you met him only to stagger at the sight.
On his arm was Andromeda, the ethiopian princess he’d recently saved. In turn he was leaning into her, a visual intimacy between the two that really made them stand out. 
“H-hey Perseus, Andromeda.”
“So happy you could make it, we’ve heard great things about you-”
He kept talking and all you could do was blindly nod your head and wave off his compliments. Watching painfully as they disappeared into the crowd, seemingly sneaking off to make out in a corner somewhere.
It hurt. 
It hurt a lot.
But you didn’t want to leave. In fact you wanted to party. Party so hard you’d see no end in sight. To forget about that pain, to replace it with something sweeter for the time being. You’d deal with the pain later but for the time being…
“I think its a good time to call those…flower lovers…what are they? The lotus eaters?”
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When Hades finally arrived to the right party spot, he’d fully expected its attendees to run in terror. After all he arrived on the back of a drooling and searching Cerberous but the only reaction was the distant coos of some few who seemed to notice them. 
“Aww what a cute puppy!”
“Here give ‘em a flower!”
“Give them three.”
Hades scrunched his nose, practically suffocating by the sent of intoxication and the lotus’ influence. Slipping offf Cereberus’ back he walked past the intoxicated guests. He didn’t mind the way the giant dog(s) accepted the flowers offered to them as well as the humans feeding them as snacks. 
“Saves me a cow or two.” 
Entering the andron, he shoved past the different intoxicated humans and demi-humans in search of a familiar head. Even as he pulled at familiar looking partiers and stomped through different rooms he found no sign of his little flame. Feeling close enough to burn the property to the ground he quieted as he recognized your silhouette in the moonlight. 
Sitting idly on a bench you were too occupied removing the seeds of your pomegranate to properly acknowledge your fatherl.
“Hey, you! You look like your having the time of your life too bad I’m here to cut it short! Eh?!”
He put his hands out as he finished his punchline to which you sent a single look his way. Deflated Hades plops himself next to you looking into your lap and then at your face. 
“Sooo is this what you’re like with lotus in your system? A total buzzkill?”
He frowned deeper when you all but sighed as you continued to pick out the seeds of your fruit. 
“I already had two of the lotus flowers…but that was a while ago.”
“Than what in my name are you doing here?”
He watched your eyes look to the side towards a couple that were drunkenly clinging to one another; that was all he needed.
“Uhh no reason.”
He didn’t seem convinced. But when you gave him that adorable pout he figured he could wait before exacting their comeuppance for putting Hades baby in a state of unease. Kirking his mouth into a smile as he pulled you into him.
“C’mon kid what’d do ya say we blow this popsicle stand? Eternity’s still young and the dead won’t stop coming anyway!”
You chuckled, “What’d we even do?”
“Well I’ve been hearing rumors of Thebes having a new hero, figured we send a hydra or two over for a…welcoming gift.”
“That sounds cruel….I’m in!”
“Yes! Now where’s the chariot?”
“Right, about that that’s a f-funny story–”
“Kid you’re killin’ me here!”
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The day had come and Meg couldn’t help but smirk at the sight. Sleeping soundly in your room surrounded by the armor of the now fallen hero. Not to mention the other various artifacts you clutching onto in your sleep.
“All tuckered out. I’d say you weren’t half as bad as a dog but I know you too well for that.”
“Think what you may the title of #1 Daddyio belongs to me. Speaking of I have a job for you Meg.”
He handed her a device, it looked strange but he snatched it out of her hands to shove on her face; clouding her vision.
“Ah what are these things?”
“The cool kids are callin’ them: sunglasses! Anyway, there’s this guy with a gorgon’s head and I need him dead.”
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Winner Winner, Stormfly's Dinner
Pairing: Hiccup 'Horrendous’ Haddock III x fem!oc
Word count: 6.7k
Hiiii I was wondering if you could write a fic about the dragon races? I’ve seen your fic about the Lightfury stealing a dragon rider and really enjoyed it and I loved the dynamic the Lightfury had with your oc, Toothless and Hiccup even tho she doesn’t seem to like him too much. I was hoping you could incorporate that dynamic into an x reader fic? Also, you're free to use Stardust as the name of the Lightfury since I thought it was so cute. Since I know it probably wouldn’t fit into your original story I thought it might be easier to do it as something completely new with similar characters if that’s alright? Love your work and can’t wait to see more! From Anonymous
Hiii i was wondering if u could do something like a dragon racing fic with the sheep since I thought that might be fun. I’ve seen most people have requested Hiccup so I’m just going to request him as well since that’ll be fun and easy for you. So maybe like just segments where the reader is singled out with each rider so she can have some fun banter or moments with them and then maybe she gets the black sheep and wins the whole thing and hiccup is super proud of her <33333 From Anonymous
(Y/N): Your name
(H/C): Hair colour
(D/N): Dragon name
A/N:
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A loud horn rang out as (Y/N) stepped into the old dragon training arena, her Lightfury–Stardust–following behind her. The noise signalled the nearing of the annual dragon race, letting those know to start making their way over soon. The stands were empty but the pit of the arena was full of dragon riders and their dragons, applying paint to the wings and heads of their dragons.
"Running a bit late now, are we?" Astrid called out as (Y/N) passed her. She wore a smug grin on her face, coloured orange and blue just like Stormfly behind her. Stormyfly perked up at the sight of (Y/N) and Stardust, trying to take a few steps towards the pair to greet them. At the sound of her talons scraping along the stone floor, Stardust's head snapped towards her, and a flash of teeth and a wrinkle of her nose deterred Stormfly from getting too much close. (Y/N) placed a hand on Stardust's head, lightly pushing it in the direction of where a mass of darkness sat patiently and with his chest puffed out slightly as its one-legged rider smeared paint across his head. At the sight of the other fury, Stardust went gracefully over without a second question, leaving (Y/N) to fend for herself.
"Hi, Stormfly. Looking good," (Y/N)'s voice rose as she ran her hands under the Deadly Nadder's chin, earning an elated hum from the beast. A bubble of joy rose from the pit of (Y/N)'s stomach to her chest, lighting her up until her soft laughter rang out around the arena. Astrid soon joined in on the laughter as she followed after her wayward dragon. "You ready for today, Astrid? Been feeding Stormyfly as much chicken as possible?"
At the mention of chicken, Stormfly lit up. Rising from (Y/N)'s grip and stomping her feet lightly in excitement. Astrid raised both her hands to try to calm the Deadly Nadder down, shooting (Y/N) a feigned annoyed glare. "We've definitely been getting some extra practice in, though I wouldn't say… you know what is needed to beat all these knuckleheads. What about you? Got any secret flights in with Stardust in preparation for today?"
(Y/N) ticked her head to the side, the corners of her lips lifting. Her body language showed indifference, but Astrid could tell something was going on that (Y/N) wasn't telling her. "Stardust and I will do just fine without any extra help. We always have a few tricks up our sleeves."
"We'll see about that once we get in the air," Astrid comments as she leads Stormfly back to her painting station. She dabbed a small sponge into the bowl filled with orange paint before lifting her arm to run it along Stormfly's outstretching wing, leaving a trail of paint behind that she would later go over to make the colour brighter and the lines steadier. "I took the liberty of setting up your station near Hiccup's. I hope the colours are to your liking."
"I'm sure whatever you picked out will make Stardust and I stand out amongst the rest of you," (Y/N) called over her shoulder with a laugh ringing through her words, choosing to ignore any undertones of teasing that she could find in Astrid's voice. (Y/N)'s eyes now landed on a new target. A target that she wouldn't be able to reach as quickly as she would have hoped to.
"(Y/N), I need your honest opinion–well, not too honest, or I might cry–about my battle paint!" Tuffnut called out as he saw the (H/C) haired girl walking past. As (Y/N) turned to take in the mix of colours on his face, she jumped back at the closeness of the boy. Tuffnutt had run up to her and was standing with his face pushed outwards with his eyes widened. On it was a yellow skull with the rest of his face blacked out. "Is it too much? Too little? I think I should add more paint but Ruff disagrees."
"It's, uh, very you," (Y/N) said slowly, her palms extended in front of her and faced up as she acknowledged the thought-out design. (Y/N) took half a second to think out her answer before she was closing a fist and lightly punching Tuffnut in the shoulder with it, "You know, I think you should go with your heart. If you think you should add more, then by all means, add more."
Tuffnut stared at her for a few seconds before he threw both hands into the air, "This is one of the many reasons you are my favourite," He exclaimed with a large grin overtaking his feature before he was spinning around and walked back towards his sister, arms still in the air. "You hear that, Ruff? (Y/N) thinks I'm brilliant!"
A smile displayed itself on (Y/N)'s face as she watched Tuffnut happily run back over to his paint station, his half of Barf and Belch looming over as he watched Tuffnut happily smear more paint on his face. The groan that rang out did little to wipe the smile off (Y/N)'s face as she turned to see Ruffnut glaring at her with her arms crossed. "Great, now I'm going to have to deal with the aftermath of all that."
"If it makes you feel any better Ruff, you get to dunk water on his head later. Maybe even repeatedly," (Y/N)'s words got an evil grin stretched across Ruffnut's face as she rubbed her two hands together, shooting her twin brother a sideways glance as she imagines the future that awaited for her.
(Y/N) didn't stick around for too much longer after that since she was losing time. Everyone else had finished painting at least themselves or their dragons and were now either going in for more details or working on whatever they hadn't done yet while she was still yet to even see the colour of her paint. Her hope for getting started didn't stay around for long as a short Viking called out to get her attention.
"Oi, (Y/N)," Snotlout yelled as he waved a large hand at her. Hookfang stood behind his dragon rider, sporting some red and yellow paint along his wings and a little bit on his jaw and cheeks. (Y/N) quickly walked over to greet the boy, not one for ignoring anyone. "You mind helping do my face? I would use the mirror normally, but the twins shattered it earlier while trying to call dibs on it."
"Are you sure you weren't in on the shattering of said mirror?" (Y/N) questioned with a grin as she came to a stop in front of Snotlout. The shorter boy's shoulders dropped as he tried to fight to string a sentence together to defend his honour. It only ended up causing a laugh to rise from (Y/N). "I was kidding, Snotlout. I totally believe it was just those two causing their normal ruckus."
"Good, because you know I would never stoop so low to join in or whatever it is those two get up to," Snotlout puffed out his chest as he said this, earning another huffed-out laugh from (Y/N) at his actions. "Now, about that face paint?"
The laughter slowly died down as the question was brought up for a second time. One of (Y/N)'s arms was raised as she wrapped it around the forearm of her other arm. Trying to let the boy off gently, she spoke softly, "I don't know, Snotlout. I haven't even started on Stardust or my own paint, so I don't think I have the time."
"It will only take a second, I promise," Snoutlout said as he tried to push the bowl of paint into (Y/N)'s hands.
But at the sound of a second horn (Y/N) shook her head and pushed the paint away from herself and back to Snoutlouts chest. "I'm sorry, Snoutlout, but I don't have time. How about if I finish myself and Stardust and still have time afterwards, I'll come back over and help y
The offer was a good one, and the best (Y/N) would be able to give as she could already hear the first group of Vikings arrive early for the race later. Snotlout seemed to ponder the offer, taking his time in weighing it out in his head before giving a single nod of his head. "But I want you coming straight back here once your done. No faffing around with Hiccup afterwards."
One of (Y/N)'s hands shot up to her forehead in a salute as she looked down at Snotlout. "Hearing you loud and clear, soldier."
(Y/N) could hear the huffing of Hookfang, along with some muttering from Snotlout, as she turned away from the flaming duo and tried, once more to get to her desired destination. This time she thought she'd finally be able to. She had gotten through nearly all the dragon riders, and Fishlegs wasn't one to socialise much before a big race, having some pre-race ritual he had to forgo. But as she started walking once more, a Gronckle-loving dragon rider attempted to get her attention.
"Ooh (Y/N)! (Y/N)," He called as he left Meatlug behind, the Gronckle happily snacking on some rocks. Fishlegs held a card in his hand as he made his way over to the (H/C) haired girl, a nervous grin on his face as he came over. (Y/N) came to a stop even though she was a little annoyed at being stopped for the fourth time. She tried to hide that annoyance as Fishlegs hadn't done anything wrong. "I stayed up late last night trying to finish this new card I made for Lightfury's. I thought we needed a newer version since we've found out so much more about Stardust and her species."
A smile fought its way onto (Y/N)'s face as she saw the carefully drawn Lightfury on the small trading card. (Y/N)'s eyes widened as she swore she could see every detail on the small picture that replicated her very own dragon. "Wow, Fishlegs, I don't know what to say. It looks amazing."
"This one's for you," Fishlegs quickly said, placing the card in (Y/N)'s hand before she could decline. "And before you say anything, I have a second one at home. I made this one just for you since I know you love everything and anything dragon related."
"Thanks, Fishlegs. I don't even know what to say," (Y/N) grinned as she stared at the small card before delicately placing it in a small pouch she had attached to her belt so it wouldn't get ruined while she was racing. As she thought about the race, she realised how much time she lost between getting to the arena late and having to talk to all the different dragon riders. "Good luck with the race, yeah?"
"I'll see you out there," Fishlegs concluded as they both turned away from each other.
This time, (Y/N) was finally able to get to where she needed to be.
"Hi, Hiccup," (Y/N) said as she trailed her fingers along the brunette's arm. The taller boy looked up at (Y/N), a soft smile on his face as he watched the girl dance around him. "And hi, Toothless. Red is such a good colour on you."
A gargling noise quickly erupted from Toothless' throat in his way of saying hello. Stardust was wrapped around the other dragon, head resting under his chin as she was careful not to smudge any of the red paint, mainly because she didn't want any of it getting onto her scales.
Before (Y/N) could take another step forward, she felt two arms wrap around her waist and pull her backwards. As she fell back into Hiccup's chest, a bubble of a laugh rose from her chest as she felt him pull her down to sit on his lap as he rested his head on her shoulder. At the action, Stardust let out a small growl. Her nose scrunched up as she threatened to take a step forward, the gentle coaxing from, Toothless stopping her from doing so.
“I was wondering when you were finally going to make your way over here,” Hiccup said as he rocked the both of them back, completely ignoring Stardust’s warning as he was already used to the untrusting behaviour on her part. He was sure he was slowly starting to get a breakthrough with the dragon. Having Toothless around certainly helped with that. “Once Stardust over there came bounding over, I knew it was only a matter of time before you would follow. I didn’t know it would take that long though.”
“All the other dragon riders seemed to want to keep me as far away and for as long as possible,” (Y/N) said as she wiggled out of Hiccups grips to the Viking's annoyance. She quickly turned around however and stood between his legs, forcing the Viking to look up at her from where he sat as he extended both of his arms so they could gently rest on her hips. “I’ve got a lot of time to make up for. So, if you could help me by painting Stardust with me, I’d appreciate it.”
At the mention of her name, Stardust stood and stalked a few steps away from Toothless, getting ready to be coated in paint. But when she heard her name in the same sentence as the Viking (Y/N) likes to keep around, her head shot around so she could watch Hiccup with a heated gaze.
“I’m not too sure Stardust likes the sound of that,” Hiccup said slowly. Rising from his seat, he followed after the shorter girl as she moved over to where three bowls of paint sat. Of course, there was the bowl of red paint that Hiccup had used for Toothless, but the other two bowls were left untouched.
“Nonsense. Stardust will stand still as you help me,” (Y/N) announced confidently as she picked up a bowl filled with light blue along with a sponge that sat near it. As she turned back around she sent Stardust a warning look, silently telling her to behave. “I want to do a sort of spiral along Stardust’s back where the colours intertwine with one another. But I don’t know what markings I want to do on her wings or face yet.”
Hiccup came up next to (Y/N), a step or two away from Stardust as he watched (Y/N) dip the sponge into the paint and slowly start to trail it along Stardust’s back. A soft purring began to emit from the Lightfury as (Y/N) worked her way down, her other hand gently trailing along with her. Hiccup took this as his chance to step up beside her now that she had gravitated further down Stardust’s body. At the sense of his presence, Stardust’s head whipped around while the rest of her body stayed eerily still.
“Easy girl,” Hiccup reassured gently as he raised a slightly shaking hand for Stardust to sniff. The dragon however scoffed a bunch of air out of her nose, the wind smacking against Hiccup’s hand as she turned away from him once more with a grumble. As if on cue, Toothless waddled over to them and stopped in front of Stardust to keep her busy while Hiccup worked.
When a hiccup got about halfway, (Y/N) left his side as she walked over to Stardust’s other side. Patting the white dragon on the edge of her wing, Stardust extended it for (Y/N)’s use. (Y/N) started to run the blue paint over the groves of Stardust's wings. As Hiccup walked over to help finish off the wing, he got a similar response to when he stepped up to her once more.
(Y/N) didn't pay too much mind to her, shushing her as Hiccup watched what she was doing. "I want this done on the other wing but in reversed colours. Also, can you fill these in with pink? And trace the back of her wing with it as well before you start on the other side with me?"
"Sure I can," Hiccup agreed, quickly doing what the (H/C) haired girl had asked him to. Again, (Y/N) was able to finish and move on to Stardust's other wing as Hiccup fought to catch up, trailing behind her as he copied her work. When Hiccup finished, he could see the girl crouched in front of Stardust's face while the dragon leant her face down low. Coming to a stop behind her, Hiccup saw the two bands of blue wrapped around Stardust's front legs while she now trailed some paint up her face. Looking at the close proximity between the two, Hiccup said, "I think you should finish Stardust off."
Once the final stroke of paint was drawn, (Y/N) turned back to smile at Hiccup. "Come on Hic, you know Stardust won't bite."
"That's the thing," Hiccup unwearily said as he cautiously stepped forward, an immediate response rising out of Stardust. (Y/N)'s head instantly whipped around at the noise emitting from her dragon. A light scowl was on her face, slowly making the rumbling calm down. "I'm not completely sure she won't."
(Y/N) took a second to think over what she was going to do before she reached a hand back for Hiccup to take, waiting patiently until she felt the steady weight of it. At the contact she pulled him forward, the light ring of his metal foot hitting against the stone floor as (Y/N) pulled him to crouch down next to her. Stardust's face twisted at the sight of the other dragon rider but tried to stand still as (Y/N) was still crouched in front of her.
Grabbing onto Hiccup's other hand, the one that had the bowl and sponge held in it, she pulled it forward before making another grab for his previous hand. Together they dipped the sponge in the paint before trailing it along Stardust's front legs, having two rings on each alternating leg. Since (Y/N) was doing most of the work, Stardust couldn't find it in herself to try and scare them off. She still however made her annoyance known as she glared at Hiccup, the boy only being able to give her a throaty chuckle in response.
As they moved onto Stardust's face, (Y/N)'s hold on Hiccup's hand loosened, giving him the chance to back away if he wanted. But the boy's hand stayed where it was, trying not to seem too keen to get closer. As the sponge dipped back into the paint before moving up to the Lightfury's face, Stardust slowly closed her eyes, allowing the paint to trail across her face. Hiccup could feel a smile slowly starting to etch across his face. Never before had he been able to get this close to the Lightfury with Stardust's willingness. Even if there wasn't much of it right now.
"All done," (Y/N) happily cheered as she pulled Hiccup's hand away from Stardust's face. The dragon's eyes instantly shot open, a smile starting to stretch across her face as she turned to find Toothless to show off the finished work. (Y/N) watched happily as the dragon bounced over to Toothless, spreading her wings as she pranced around Toothless, forcing him to turn to follow her as he showed one of his famous toothless smiles.
"Now it's time for something more important," Hiccup said as he stood. Balancing the paint in one hand, he pulled (Y/N) to her feet before tugging her slightly closer.
"What could be more important than painting Stardust?" (Y/N) questioned, smiling softly up at Hiccup as she waited to see what he might do.
"This," He said as he dipped his thumb into the pink paint and brought his hand up to (Y/N)'s cheek. He waited half a second before running his pink-coated thumb across her cheekbone, making sure he curled the paint up the higher he got. A laugh rang out of (Y/N) as she pinched close one of her eyes when Hiccup ran his thumb underneath it. Once he was done with that half of (Y/N)'s face he wiped his thumb into the palm of his hand, trying to get rid of as much of it as possible before he bent down to place his bowl down and pick up the one (Y/N) had put down earlier. "Nearly done."
"You have to let me do your paint after this," (Y/N) demanded with a grin, leaning forward as she bounced forward on her toes.
"Absolutely not." Hiccup was careful not to mess up the swirls he was painting onto the girl's face. "What I want is simple and I can do it myself. Plus, I know you're going to try and add something to the design if I don't keep a close eye on you."
"Alright," (Y/N) said as a hum in return. She stood still as she waited for Hiccup to finish. "Here, I'll take the paint back over."
At the offer, Hiccup handed the bowl of light blue over, watching as (Y/N) turned to get the pink bowl off the floor before walking over to the table it had originally rested on. Dipping a thumb into the blue paint, she let it coat her thumb before grabbing the bowl of red paint for Hiccup and bringing it over for him. "Thank you, (Y/N)."
"No problem, my love," (Y/N) said as the bowl was handed over. Hiccup's eyes flashed up at her, trying to hide a smile as he dipped his pointer and middle finger into the paint. While Hiccup was distracted by his own paint, (Y/N) reached her thumb up and smeared the blue paint she had gotten on it across her lips until they were completely covered in blue. Hiding her face by knocking her head down, (Y/N) circled Hiccup until she stood behind the dragon rider. Wrapping both of her arms around the taller boy's waist, she rested her chin on Hiccup's shoulder like he had done to her earlier. As Hiccup dipped his two fingers into the paint again so he could drag them along his face, (Y/N) lept forward and placed a small kiss on the boy's jaw.
"What was that for?" Hiccup asked as he lifted his hand up to draw on the paint, ignoring the sensation of the paint (Y/N) had left behind.
"Nothing," (Y/N) grinned, hiding it behind Hiccup's head as she moved to his other side before placing a longer, drawn-out kiss on his cheek. The blue paint wasn't as vibrate as the first kiss but still was a clear outline of her lips. "Am I not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?"
"I never said that," Hiccup said as he twisted in (Y/N)'s arms. His eyes locked on the colour of (Y/N)'s lips too late as he had already dived forward to catch her lips with his own. (Y/N) smiled at the sensation, keeping her arms tightly wrapped around Hiccup's midsection while the boy's brows pinched together. His tongue edged forward, waiting for (Y/N) to part her lips when the taste hit him quickly. Just as (Y/N) was about to grant him entrance, Hiccup pulled back, staring confusedly down at (Y/N)'s lips. "Why is there paint on your lips?"
"No reason," (Y/N) quickly said, feigning nonchalance. Maybe she spoke too quickly or should have been quicker since when she surged forward to try and leave another kiss mark on Hiccup's face, the boy planted both hands on (Y/N)'s shoulders, a groan leaving his now blue-coated lips as he hung his head onto (Y/N)'s shoulders.
"Please don't tell me your blue kisses are all over my face." (Y/N) didn't respond, causing another groan to rise from Hiccup as he lifted his head again, scowling lightly at the shorter girl when all she could do was smile. "You know what?"
"What?" (Y/N) asked, her brows furrowing at the lack of reaction from Hiccup. Once she saw Hiccup's thumb dip into his red paint, her eyes widened at what she knew was coming her way. Dropping her hands from Hiccup's side, she tried to wiggle back and out of his grip.
"No, you don't," Hiccup quickly exclaimed as the bowl of red paint dropped from his hand and spilled across the stone floor. Not to matter though since Hiccup's lips were already coated red. (Y/N) tried to fight Hiccup's arms off her as she backed away with a laugh. Hiccup's arms shot out and tightly secured themselves around (Y/N), trapping her arms to her side in the process. (Y/N) tried to lean back as far as possible but Hiccup only followed after her. Leaning up and forward, Hiccup placed a large kiss on (Y/N)'s forehead, marvelling at the red that was left behind. "There. Now we match."
(Y/N) pretended to be annoyed as she felt Hiccup's arms loosen around her. She wasn't doing a very good job at hiding her true emotions as a large smile blossomed across her face. At that moment, (Y/N) didn't have to worry about anything. Certainly not about the betting that was going on above her.
“My money’s on Snotlout,” Spitelout said as he stood neck to Stoick. Spitelout was looking down at his son as he pointed an all-knowing finger towards him.
“You sure he ain’t gonna throw it all away again?” Gobber asked from the other side of their chief as he scratched his beard with his fake wooden hand, looking down at Snotlout with a less then keen eye.
Spitelout flashed Gobber a glare, both of his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he said, “I’m sure he has it this time around.”
"What about you Stoick?" Gobber asked, turning Spitelout's glare away from him as they both turned their attention to the man sitting down. "Who have you got your eyes on for today's race?"
Stoick didn't even need to think about his answer as he brought a large hand to rub against his chin while saying with a bellowing voice, "My golds going towards my daughter-in-law."
"Oh? Hiccup's popped the big question?" Gobber asked he turned back to look at the pair still wrapped in each other's arms. He could see the splatter of paint they had been leaving on each other's faces, but Gobber was more than content to let them stay in their own little bubble for a bit longer.
Stoick's face pulled downwards at the question. In a grumbled-out response, he said, "Not yet."
"If that boy doesn't hurry up, she's going to do it for him," Spitelout stated, getting silent agreement from the Vikings he was conversing with."Now, back to business. Not putting your gold on Hiccup, eh?"
"Not today, no," Stoick shook his head. "(Y/N) and her dragon have been looking promising recently."
"We'll see if your judgement has grown clouded soon enough," Spitelout teased, grinning as he heard the final horn ring out. Some of the dragon riders got on their dragons as soon as possible, flying up to where they stood on their baskets, waiting for the race to begin. "Normal amount?"
"Hm? Sure," Stoick absentmindedly said as he stood from his seat and walked a few steps forward, gaining the silence from the crowded arena stands. The silence urged the remaining dragon riders to mount their dragons and get to their starting positions. "Vikings and dragon riders, today we join for the first race of the year. On the Gronckle we have Fishlegs, the Monstrous Nightmare being flown by Snotlout-"
Stoick was cut off by a loud cheer from Spitelout, the man yelling, "That's my boy!"
"Yes, thank you for that wonderful display Spitelout," Stoick deadpanned as he turned briefly to face the other Viking as he calmed himself down. "The twins, Ruffnut and Tuffnut of the Hideous Zippleback, Astrid on the Deadly Nadder, and my son of the Nightfury."
Stoick paused as he got to (Y/N)'s part, drawing the crowd into suspense. "And on the Lightfury we have my hopefully soon to be daughter in law, (Y/N)!"
(Y/N) turned and grinned at the Viking chief, her face light and full of joy as she laughed along with the other Vikings watching from the arena stands as Hiccup gave off a slightly sheepish smile. At his smile, Gobber banged his wooden hand on the arena's railing before pointing accusingly at Hiccup and saying, "We see you, Hiccup and we're all waitin' for that question to be answered."
"Moving on," Stoick yelled as Hiccup threw his hands in exasperation. "I hear now begin the first dragon race of the year! Release the sheep!"
Once the horn rang out, all six dragons took off. At first, it was a battle of speed as they all raced straight up before breaking away from each other so they could scower Berk for any of the painted sheep they needed to win this. There were twelve sheep that they needed to find before the black sheep worth ten points would be shot to the sky.
As (Y/N) guided Stardust a bit closer to the huts when she noticed another fury trailing behind her. Looking over her shoulder with a grin, she saw Hiccup flying not too far behind them, the paint from earlier still smeared across his face and lips. "Love that colour on you. Is it maroon?"
"Oh, laugh all you want," Hiccup waved her off as he leaned forward on Toothless's back a bit more, his hands tightening on the saddle as Toothless tried to speed up.
(Y/N)'s head quickly turned back around, copying Hiccup's movements as she leaned down to Stardust's ears. "Come on girl, it's time to disappear."
Stardust let out a soft mew at (Y/N)'s words. Spreading her wings wide, speeding up as much as possible in the time to heat up a plasma blast in her mouth. Without warning her wings shot inwards towards her body as she turned into a nosedive. As the shot rang out, (Y/N) buried herself as close to Stardust's body as possible. As the both of them dived through the blast, the same cloaking that took over Stardust danced across (Y/N) and the few white scales she had woven into her clothes.
"Whoo!" (Y/N) yelled as they vanished without a trace, the only lingering part of them being her voice. It took a while for (Y/N) to spot her first sheep, the fluffy animal trying to hide under the hut of some Viking. But when both her and Stardust's eyes landed on it, they changed paths without a thought and swooped down. Twisting her body so (Y/N) sat upside down on her back, Stardust flew upside down so (Y/N) could hang down and pick the sheep up from where it lay. Pulling the sheep to her chest, Stardust helped to right them up as they burst back into the sky.
To everyone else, it looked like a sheep had somehow been granted the ability to fly but those who truly knew could just see the ripple in the air as (Y/N) and Stardust tore through the air.
Taking a sharp turn, the two of them with their extra passenger dived back towards the training arena, careful to keep out of sight of any other dragon riders. As they swooped in, the crowd cheered as they faded back into view to drop the sheep into the Lightfury's basket. Taking a quick look at the other baskets, (Y/N) could see that Astrid already had two sheep while Hiccup had three, meaning there were only six more sheep to find before the black sheep was released.
Pulling back on Stardust's saddle, the whistle that commonly was handed to the Nightfury rang out, filling the air as she shot away from the arena. The two of them didn't have time to waste as Stardust looked out for any stray sheep while (Y/N) looked for any dragon riders in the air with sheep.
As her eyes landed on Berk's Nightfury, a grin spread across her face. "Stardust, we need to go after Toothless. Make sure he doesn't see us coming."
Stardust shot out another plasma shot, cloaking them as Toothless looked back as the noise echoed. The dragon's eyes narrowed as it searched for Stardust but eventually had to look away when nothing turned up. Hovering above him though was Stardust as (Y/N) began to climb from her back. (Y/N) kept a hand situated on the saddle as she got ready to drop. Her feet touched down on the leathery back of Toothless, a confused yelp escaping him as his head shot back once again. As the feeling began to climb along his back, he tried to hiss out a warning to Hiccup.
"I'll be taking that," (Y/N) yelled as she tore the sheep from Hiccup's hands before launching herself off and over Toothless's head. Toothless gargled as (Y/N) went falling off of him, diving through thin air as she waited for Stardust to catch her. She continued to fall for a few seconds before she saw a floating sheep hurtling towards her in the claws of Stardust as she faded back into existence once more. (Y/N) landed on Stardust's back harshly, her bones rattling as one of her hands unlatched from the sheep to grab onto Stardust as she turned to the arena, a Nightfury on her tail.
"I'm going to need that back, (Y/N)," Hiccup called as he tried to keep up with (Y/N) and her Lightfury. Adjusting his metal foot, Toothless's tail changed directions, giving them a gust of speed. The soft grunts of a Monstrous Nightmare behind him were slightly startling with how close Snotlout and Hookfang were to catch up to them. Stating his thoughts, Hiccup said, "We can't let that happen, bud."
Toothless made his agreement known as he flapped his wings once, shooting away from Snotlout as they grew closer to Stardust. But no matter what they seemed to do, Stardust had an impossible lead on them. So there was no stopping it when Hiccup watched as both sheep were dropped into the Lightfury's basket. Hiccup and her were now tied. Astrid still had two but the twins had been able to score themself a sheep of their own. Nine sheep found, three to go.
(Y/N) and Stardust shot up once more, hoping to make one final round before the black sheep could be found. They didn't bother to vanish again, shooting through the sky as they tried to find more sheep. It was when a commotion could be heard above them. Meatlug had a sheep clutched in her claws while Stormfly and Barf and Belch tried to herd the sheep towards them. Fishlegs was panicking from atop the Gronckle, a perfect opportunity for (Y/N) to steal it.
Barf and Belch slammed into the side of Meatug, making the Gronckke growl as the sheep was dropped from her to retrieve the fallen sheep already gone after it. Stormfly was close to grabbing it within her claws when Stardust shot forward, sweeping the sheep from the air as she spiraleD up. “You’re going to have to be quicker than that if you want to win this!”
"Stormfly fetch!" Astrid yelled and the excited growl that erupted from Stormfly was anything to go by, (Y/N) was going to be in trouble.
"Fly Stardust, fly," (Y/N) screeched as the Deadly Nadder's eyes locked onto the both of them. Stardust's head shook as she shot forward, taking sharp turns to try and lose Stormfly as they were chased down. (Y/N)'s eyes landed on the last two remaining sheep. Patting on Stardust's neck, the Lightfury's eyes also landed on where (Y/N) was looking. "This is going to be a close one."
Dropping down, Stardust got all of her claws ready, planning on holding one sheep in each pair. As they reached the sheep, Stadust's front claws were able to score the first sheep but as she started to lift, her black claws pointing out to latch onto the sheep's fur, something snatched it out from under her. "I think it's only fair that I get this one after what happened earlier."
It was Hiccup. Both Stardust and (Y/N) were left slightly dumbfounded as they followed after the Nightfury. The others had caught onto their catchings and were trailing after them, making a train of dragons and dragon riders. As Hiccup threw his sheep down, followed by (Y/N) and her two, a final horn rang out, signalling the black sheep as the scores rested five to (Y/N), Hiccup at four, Astrid at two and the twins at one. Whoever grabbed this sheep would seal the victory.
"It's just one more sheep, Stardust," (Y/N) whispered to her dragon, the two of them shooting away from the arena along with all the other dragon riders. (Y/N) could hear them also muttering encouragements to their dragons. "We've come far enough to win this all."
As she spoke, she heard the launch of the sheep, the subtle clank of the chains smacking against wood as the black sheep went flying. It was a fight of flames and talons as all eyes locked onto the black sheep. It was a certain Nightfury that was able to shoot forward and steal the sheep into his clutches. That's when the chase broke out again.
Toothless had an advantage with speed, taking a small lead as Stormfly and Stardust were close behind. Both dragons were trying to shoot forward in front of the other, the riders on their back yelling jeers at each other as their dragons did the work. It was only when Stardust was able to push herself forward in a burst of speed that Astrid let out a frustrated yell. "He's right there Stardust. It's now or never."
As her agreement Stardust flew under Toothless, getting close enough that (Y/N) could reach up and snatch the Blacksheep from his claws, earning a snap from the dragon. "Right, let's go."
As they lowered themselves even further, Stardust let out a roar as they flew. The arena could be seen coming up, crowds of Vikings hitting each other and jumping up to see who had the black sheep as they all rode in.
It didn't stop there though. As they began to dip into the arena, Snotlout came hurtling around from the other side of the arena, an axe in hand as he tried to swing it toward (Y/N)'s head. Stardust already acted as (Y/N) yelled, "Dive, dive, dive!"
Nearly falling from Stardust's back because of the lost grip she had, a not-very Viking-sounding squeak as she fought to grip onto Stardust's saddle. Stardust rumbled from below her as she knocked her tail up, bumping (Y/N) further up her saddle as she swung around the arena, weaving in and out from the different dragons as they tried to steal what was theirs.
As the black sheep made contact with the Lightfury's basket, the sheep getting squashed in with the other ones, a ripple broke out through the stadium as the race ended.
"Yes," (Y/N) yelled as she threw both her arms out, Stardust throwing her own call to the wind as they sailed across the arena perimeter, close enough to the stands that some of the Vikings could read out and congratulate her.
"That's my girl," (Y/N) heard the yell from Hiccup as he flew up next to her, the tips of Toothless and Stardust's wings overlapping. "I almost thought I'd be able to win one over you."
"That is where you must have gone wrong," (Y/N) called back before Stardust was steering her to Stoick's seat, the man waiting happily with a grumbling Spitelout not too far away from him. "Have I won you enough gold, Stoick?"
His booming laugh shot around. "You have this time."
"Placing bets again Dad?" Hiccup questioned as he fell from Toothless's saddle, climbing over to (Y/N) where he pulled her from Stardust's saddle and placed a kiss on the side of her head.
"Of course I was Hiccup," Stoick said as he watched the two. "Picked the right dragon as well."
Turning around to face Hiccup, (Y/N) grinned up at him. "You want to go on another race?"
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Strings of Fate: The Puppet-Master
Luke Castellan x Child of Poseidon!/Blood-Bender! Reader
Summary: The reader finds themself in the throws of a God's war, learning about themself and the world around them. They decide the confide in Luke Castellan about their unique ability to manipulate the water in blood.
~Sorry if Luke is a little OOC I tried my best~
Trigger Warnings: Self-harm *one instance and is healed quickly*, Canon Typical Violence, Blood, Loss of a Loved One *Sally Jackson*, and Emotional Distress
As Sally Jackson’s oldest child, I've always been a little overprotective of my little brother Percy Jackson. This included taking the fall for him at school so his transcript stayed as clean as possible. I became a force to be reckoned with because people beat up on Percy, and after a while, no one wanted to mess with Percy’s psycho older sibling. Or at our latest school when Percy stabbed through his pre-algebra teacher with a gleaming golden sword that was a ballpoint pen the moment before, and I tried my best to mitigate the situation.
After that, life was a blur. Going to the cabin and learning about our dad was a crazy moment because Mom rarely spoke about him. Yet, we were utterly unprepared for the loss of our mother.   
“You are my children, brave the storm. I love you.”
Then we were running away from our mom and away from the minotaur. We saw Sally Jackson turn to dust in the minotaur’s grasp, and in a second, Percy was running back and fighting the minotaur. Grover grabbed my arm and shook his head at me, but I ripped away and ran towards the only family I know I have left.
On his back, holding one of the minotaur’s horns in his hands and groaning, I shouted at the thing towering over him ready to strike in a moments notice.
“Hey! Get away from him!”
It turned toward me and huffed at me. For a moment I was scared, then I started throwing rocks. I was angry and used as much force possible. Then it grasped me in its fist like mom and started to squeeze. I began to give up, but then something spoke to me.
“Reach out, Y/n, take control.”
Following the advice literally, I extended my hand toward the minotaur. Closing my eyes, I waited, striving for control. Its hold around me loosened, and I found myself taking a look at what’s happening around me. I got a glimpse of the minotaur’s blood flowing from its nose into the air. Percy jumped into the air and stabbed the back of the minotaur’s skull with its own horn.
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Luke put his arm around my shoulders when I stopped reciting the story and gave me a little squeeze.
“Hey, it's gonna be okay. We’re going to figure this out together.”
I tucked my face in the crook of his neck and kept crying. The night was cool around us in the woods near the cabins.
“I’m so scared, and I just don’t know what’s happening to me. I mean, what am I supposed to do? I’m just trying to keep it together for Percy because he’s already scared and upset, but I’m scared and upset too, Luke.”
He put his hand on my head and threaded his fingers through my hair. Luke let me cry until I calmed down, and I decided I wanted to show him.
“Give me your dagger…”
“What?”
“Please, I need to prove it to myself… I’m not crazy.”
He slid the dagger from his sheath and flipped it to hand me the hilt. I quickly and carefully split the inside of my palm open. Luke took a sharp intake of breath as I squeezed my hand into a fist.
“Y/n, what are you doing?”
I unclenched my fist and focused on the cut. I closed my eyes and let myself be in control.
“How the Hades are you doing that?”
Again, I allowed my eyes to open, and my blood was flowing around my hand and into the air. After a deep breath, my blood hit the floor of the forest.
“Come here.”
He held out his hand, and I took it in my not bloody one as he led me to a small creek not too far away. He submerged my hand into the creek, and it started to heal immediately.
“Thanks, Luke. I just… I’m not crazy.”
“I believed you before, you know.”
“Maybe I didn’t,” I said quietly.
He enveloped me in his arms, and I allowed myself to fall apart completely. After all this time of keeping Percy out of trouble and protecting him, it felt nice to be held and taken care of.
“Come on, let's get you to bed, and we’ll talk in the morning. Okay?”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
After a minute, he pulled away and led me by the hand to Cabin 3 carefully, avoiding the harpies looking for campers out of bed.
“Could you stay?”
“I can do that, as long as you don’t mind getting up a little early and waking up Hermes Cabin.”
“Yeah, I can do that with you.”
“I’m going to sleep in Percy’s bed so I don’t crowd you, you know.”
“Yeah, just with Percy gone, it’s lonely… I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t sharing a room with someone.”
“I’ll be here. Get to sleep, I’m sure you’re tired.”
I tiredly climbed into my bed as Luke climbed into the bed that Percy slept in not a day ago. As I went to sleep, I heard Luke’s soft breaths fill the cabin.
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I woke up with a start, and Luke had his hand on my arm.
“Hey, Hey, you’re okay. You just had a bad dream Darling. You’re okay. Take some deep breaths.”
I quickly blinked, vaguely remembering the nightmare I had. I saw Mom disintegrating into nothing, and then Percy in the minotaur’s fist, life draining from his eyes and disintegrating into nothing. Particles of ash mingling with Mom’s.
“Breathe with me, Y/n. In and out. In and out.”
I slowly matched my erratic breathing with his, and as the minutes went by, I started to calm down.
“See, you’re okay. I promise everything is okay. You’re safe.”
“T-thank you, Luke… Sorry for waking you up.”
“Hey, it’s okay. I just want to help you, Darling.”
“Still…”
A couple more deep breaths.
“Are you okay now, darling?”
“I’m okay now, thank you.”
“I’m gonna go back to sleep so I can get up in a few hours, okay?”
He took one step, and I reached for his hand.
“Could you… hold me, please?”
He just smiled at me and lifted the covers to get underneath.
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navybrat817 · 1 year
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Christmas Karma
Pairing: Nick Fowler x Female Reader Summary: Nick doesn't appreciate anyone pushing you around, especially when you're shopping. Word Count: Over 1.8k Warnings: Fluff, established relationship, threat of violence, implied explicit sexual content, swearing, Nick Fowler (he's a warning, okay?) being a little grinchy, but we love him. A/N: I present to you lovelies my writing challenge fic and gift exchange for the Thot Neighborhood's Tis the Season to be Thot-y! @angrythingstarlight , I hope you enjoy your fic! ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @sgt-seabass , but any and all mistakes are my own. Also thanks to @sweeterthanthis and @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog regarding this idea. Banner and moodboard by yours truly, divider by the wonderful @firefly-graphics , and prompts at the end of the fic. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
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Nick wasn't in the mood to be out and about today. He wondered if he could blame his grinchy mood on the cold, but the winter weather never bothered him. It was also a good excuse to keep you close. He could think of plenty of ways to warm you up and wanted to pull you back inside the minute the two of you left your home.
"Sweetheart," he grumbled. "Do we have to go shopping?"
He bought your gifts weeks ago and kept them in his office so you wouldn't find them. You asked him not to go overboard, but he couldn't help himself. You deserved to be spoiled and he couldn't wait to watch your face light up as you opened each gift.
He had a special gift saved for last.
"Nick, you promised," you reminded him when you tugged on his hand. "Just two small things and that's it."
Like him, you had your shopping done, even when he told you he had the one thing he wanted: you. Brushing that off with a giggle, you told him even the man who has everything deserves a present. Your gifts were always thoughtful. A last minute invitation to a neighbor's party, however, threw you for a loop. Not only did you insist on buying a gift for the hostess, but you needed to buy something for one of the games planned.
Which sparked a debate over whether to call the game "White Elephant" or "Rob Your Neighbor".
"Two things and we're really done?"
"That's it. We won't be out long," you smirked when he sighed. The look in your eyes made him want to drag you back inside more. "You can have me all to yourself when we're done. I'll even wear that little blue number you like when we have dinner as a thank you."
Nick ran his tongue along his bottom lip. It was one of the few pieces of lingerie he hadn't destroyed. Not because he couldn't afford it, but because you loved it as much as he did.
"We'll see if you can make it to dessert," you added.
"Tease," he whispered.
You both knew he'd have you bent over the table before the night was over.
All he had to do was make it through shopping.
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"You sure this is a good idea?" he half joked as he watched a man fill up the trunk of his car with shopping bags.
"Yes," you smiled as you lightly hit his arm. "Even though I may have underestimated just how packed the parking lot would be."
He circled the lot twice to no avail and finally stopped when a nice guy waved him down and pointed to his car. The space was close to the door, too. Maybe they would be in and out quicker than he thought.
"Just for that, you should wear that new red number tomorrow," he suggested, giving the guy a nod as he backed out of the space and drove away. "My favorite next to the blue."
"See, now you're just looking for excuses to-"
Nick was about to turn into the parking spot when a red beamer nearly swiped his front bumper, drawing a gasp from you as he laid on his horn.
He didn't care that the prick almost hit him, but fuck anyone who scares his girl.
"Are you okay?" he asked, turning to look at you as you swallowed.
"Yeah, I'm fine," you assured him, reaching over to give his hand a squeeze. "Just wasn't expecting that. He came out of nowhere."
"He's lucky he didn't hit anyone," he said, bringing your hand to his mouth as the man got out.
Maybe it was his sour mood playing tricks on his mind, but he swore the smarmy asshole smirked at him before he headed toward the store.
Fucker. All I have to do is swerve and-
"Don't do anything," you said, as if you read his mind. "I don't mind walking. Besides, Christmas karma will get him."
He had to smile as you tried to make the best of the situation. "What exactly is 'Christmas karma'?"
"The brilliant and gorgeous Nick Fowler doesn't know what that is? Please, give me a moment to bask in this glory," you teased, making a show of closing your eyes and opening them again as he chuckled. You enjoyed stroking his ego. "It's karma, but it's wrapped in a pretty bow."
"I prefer you in a pretty bow," he winked.
"You're getting the blue number and possibly the red. Don't push it," you smiled.
He chuckled before he drove to the front of the store. "And I'm not making you walk," he said, putting the flashers on before he got out and went around to your door. "You go ahead. I'll find a spot."
You stopped to give him a kiss once he helped you out of the car. "Thank you. I'll see you inside."
That Christmas karma you mentioned must have been on Nick's side as he was able to find a spot a minute later.
His good deed for not running that prick over.
You messaged Nick to let him know which section you went to as he went inside to find you. He managed to bite his tongue as he dodged people who thought walking with their carts in the middle of the aisle was normal. You would have been proud that he kept his opinion to himself.
He smiled to himself when he saw you carefully looking through one of the shelves, one gift in your hand. The more he thought about it, the more he thought part of his bad mood had to do with the fact that it wasn't Christmas yet. He began to second guess if proposing that day was the right decision. He had complete confidence in the ring. One of a kind and crafted to perfection, just like you. He just didn't want a holiday proposal to be too cliche.
He meant what he said that you were the only thing he wanted for Christmas.
The smile slipped off his face as you reached for a box on the shelf, only to be bumped by the large guy standing beside you. The motion was too rough not to be an accident, but you managed to hold onto the gift as you found your footing. His eyes narrowed as he got a better look at the man who had the nerve to touch you.
It was the asshole who almost hit his car.
A special kind of asshole who apparently liked to shove women out of the way to get what they want.
"Excuse me," you said politely, even though the push wasn't your fault.
"Yeah, excuse you. You wanna hand that over? Now?" the guy snapped, trying to take the box as you pulled it out of his reach.
"No, I don't. I'm sorry," you said, frowning as he blocked your path.
"I was reaching for it and you snatched it. Give it to me," he said, putting his hand out.
Nick saw red as he padded across the floor, a few people moving out of his way. You once told him he had a murderous expression when pushed to that point. With his broad shoulders and fury flashing in his blue eyes, he was sure he looked like he was going to go on a rampage.
He should have just hit the guy earlier and been done with it.
You put your chin up as the man tried to grab the box again. "There are plenty of other gifts you can find," you said, an edge of annoyance creeping into your voice. "Please, excuse me."
"Bitch, give me that-"
"Step away from my wife."
You inhaled sharply at the deadly calm in Nick's voice. He didn't like to shout unless he had to, but the deep, quiet tone wasn't a good sign for anyone on the receiving end. Up close, the guy was smaller than him and all bark.
Or maybe the deadly look of his rendered him speechless momentarily.
"Or what? She took my gift," he accused.
"And you took my parking space," Nick lifted one shoulder in a bored shrug. "I memorized your license plate, by the way. I'm curious if I have someone run your plates if anything would come up. You seem like an 'outstanding parking tickets' kind of guy. Maybe worse. Would be a shame to ruin your holiday."
Even if he had a clear record, he could pay someone off to teach him a lesson.
But the way the color drained from the guy's face, he was in some kind of trouble. "She can keep it."
"You'll pay for it. Both gifts as a way to say you're sorry," Nick demanded, his voice low. "And anything else she wants in this store."
"Just these," you said with a smile before you thought about it. "Oh. And maybe a small donation to them," you added, nodding toward a group in Santa hats near the front of the store.
"Oh, god. Not the carol singers," the man grumbled. "I'd rather punch them."
Nick kind of understood where he was coming from. He grew tired of the same songs after hearing them over and over. But if that was what you wanted, he'd make it happen.
"Nick, you sure you don't want to call the station?" you asked innocently.
"Okay, okay. The gifts and a donation to the carolers. Happy?"
"Very happy," you said as Nick slipped an arm around your waist. "It's the season of giving and we appreciate it."
"Go to the counter. Now," Nick ordered.
You muffled your laughter as the guy took off, both of you following close behind. "You're really making him pay for these? We have the money."
"It's the principle. He's lucky I didn't shoot him for treating you the way he did."
He was still considering it.
"Well, thank you for not killing him. As much as I support you and your endeavors, committing a crime like that in public could get you into trouble and I don't want to spend Christmas alone," you smiled before you cleared your throat. "You called me your wife."
"I did," he said. It slipped out before he could stop himself. "And I didn't hear you correcting me."
"Because it felt nice to hear," you smiled, stopping him before you got to the counter. "But I do need a ring on my finger."
"Maybe Santa will bring you one," he teased.
"Maybe I'll say 'yes'," you said, glancing above your heads where mistletoe hung. "And I think my future husband deserves a kiss before we go home."
He placed a soft and tender kiss on your lips. Maybe a Christmas proposal wouldn't be so cliche after all. Like you said, it was the season of giving and he wanted to give you all of him.
And in the spirit of giving, he wouldn't call the cops until after the holiday to run the plates.
Maybe they'd even put a bow on the warrant.
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Hope you lovelies enjoyed this holiday treat. Love and thanks for reading!
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Lucifer , Lucius and Lucian (The half demon triplets) part 2
Lucifer x Lucius x Lucian (The half demon triplets) x succubus! Chubby! Reader
Warning: mature content , minors not allowed
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And they all dressed up and left .
You were sitting on the bed crying.
You dressed up yourself and dragged yourself to your apartment.
You were very heart broken . you promised to yourself to never love anyone or trust anyone again.
And that night after your so many firsts your cried yourself to sleep.
Next day at the university the three were waiting for you to show up .
They wanted to see you ; they were egar to see that after last night if you were now intrested in them or not.
It all started because of you not given them the attention that the others were giving them.
It became a competition between the brothers to know who gets more attention.
Which led them to what they did yesterday.
They just want you to cling to them like other girls .
Beg for their attention.
They were talking about what happened yesterday.
That they think they saw tail ,horn and wings on you and if those things were real or not.
Then they saw you enter the class.
Were they seeing it correctly??? You were looking more beautiful than the other days .
Your cheeks were more redder and your plump body looking more softer.
They were waiting for you to come to them but then you passed them as if they were not there.
They thought you didn't saw them so they tried gaining your attention.
When Lucifer sat on the your table in cafeteria at lunch time you stood up and left.
The Lucius tried to talk to you only once in the music class and you asked the teacher of you can go to common room as you dont feel good .
Leaving him alone.
Lucian came to talk to you and invite you for his soccer match you denied with even looking at him.
They tried their best to gain your attention to make you look at them.
Right now You were on the terrace of the university building, talking to your brother who was an incubus.
Telling him what happened when you heard Lucian coming on the terrace with his friends.
You hide because you didn't wanted to see him .
You forgot that your call with your brother was not cut.
And then you heard.
"Dude what is going on?? you and your brothers were all over y/n today do you guys are proposing to her or something??"
One of his friend asked to Lucian.
You were not knowing that Lucifer and Lucius were on the top stairs to the terrace listening to every thing and not knowing you were there.
"Are you joking right now?? Who will like someone like her??? she is too ugly for some like me and my brothers to date."
"We need someone who have more standards than that."
You heard Lucian saying.
And your eyes filled with tears your brother listened everything.
You ran past all of them not seeing how Lucian's blood ran cold and how his two older brothers glared at him and how their heart was pounding fast.
As if they were afraid of something...
Lucius signalled Lucifer with eyes to go after you while he carried himself to Lucian.
When Lucifer catch up with you and grabbed you wrist to stop you , you slapped him hard.
With his hand on his cheek he was looking on the ground with eyes filled with shame.
But when you started to leave again you heard him saying
"I'm sorry about my brother... I'm really sorry .....please beat me or him all you want but don't ignore us ."
" I genuinely like you really I can do anything to get you back ,please forgive what we did. I really love you."
By that time Lucius had also joined him.
"Ask for anything we will give you the world please let's be together." He said.
Their breath hitched when they looked at your face you were crying hard you said them between sobs.
" Anything right?? Give me back my time , give me back my virginity!!! Why?? Why me??? I never did anything to you people!!! I hate you ...I hate you guys more than those bullies!!".
Just as Lucian joined he tried to pull you to him by your wrist but you pushed him hard .
You remembered the last night when Lucifer did the same to you.
And then you said something that they never in their life thought they will hear from your lips.
"I'm too ugly for your standards sorry to disgust you; i promise you will never see my ugly face again. May you have a gorgeous life...."
And with that you left them in the hall alone.
Lucian fully numb not knowing that what he said can be this hurtful and Lucius looking at him with disgust and disappointment.
All while Lucifer crying silently holding his cheeks.
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sheep-from-rad · 2 years
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I hope I'm not disturbing your peace but very random thought poped up in my head about sagau
Imagine that Creator/God!Reader that just got to Tevyat (did I get it right?) is like 13/14 yo with big trauma (maybe abusive parents or very bad bullying) and that said, they aren't used to any sort of affection.
(inserting myself from around 5 yrs ago :'])
Ps: as a Beidou main I'm in love with your pfp
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SAGAU: A safe place Note: Ayo? Fellow Beidou main! Don’t worry no peace is disturb :D I’m giving you headpats. Requests are open but it takes time. Thank you and have a nice day! Warnings: angst :D with comfort of course. Masterlist
The first thing that they noticed was the distance that seemed to separate you from the rest. It’s not the gap between divinity and mortality but an invisible wall that seemed to cover you entirely. The first one that noticed it was Ganyu. Used to being lonely, Ganyu thought that it’s possible that you feel the same. It’s hard suddenly being pulled to another world and learning that you’re a god and new responsibilities are pushed on your arms without warning. Next to Ganyu was Thoma. The young lad doesn’t like sad people and used to ask them if they want company. He once asked you if you want it and you accepted it but there’s a feeling of unease hanging in the air. 
From then on, the acolytes started seeing the patterns. The apathy that is painted in your face, the forced smiles that grace your lips when you face people, to the monotone voice that gains a tone when facing someone of authority, and to the reluctance to say yes. The most frequent pattern that they see is you wanting to flee. Maybe God doesn’t like Teyvat so they want to leave but they can see that they love the places. Maybe they hate people? But why? 
It was then until Feast day. Feast day was the celebration of the day you were thrown by the stars to Teyvat. Worshippers gather round laying their gifts next to your feet, meals from different regions are being cooked, people gathering from different nations to witness you once more. With you being younger than them, they do their best to make you comfortable. Zhongli, with his draconic horns out in the open, laid his gifts on the table and gave you a pat on the head and a smile. Klee and Qiqi laid out the flowers they gathered and ran towards you and gave you a big hug. 
The one that caught your attention was Itto and his gang. The oni has a hell of reputation in Inazuma, picking up fights here and there and getting in prison multiple times in a row but he is one of the kindest ones around. He lets himself be in trouble just for his gang to have food to eat, he protects those who needs it and takes the lonely ones as his own family. He never let anyone be lonely even if it means him getting hurt.
The gang laid out their gifts next to you and the gang gave you a bow of respect. Tired of fake smiles, Itto gave you a big hug promptly lifting you off your seat and wrapping his arms protectively around you. “If ever there’s trouble or something in your mind, The one and oni got you! And we love you okay!’ 
Three simple words, ‘we love you’. 
‘We love you’
‘We love you’ 
The mask of apathy and the fake smile suddenly broke. Tears started gathering at the corner of your eyes. Your heart suddenly felt like it was released from a binding that you didn’t know was there. A loud cry escapes your lips, making everyone in the venue halt. Kukou Sara placed down her drink and started running forward with her weapon out. Panicked Itto tried putting you back to your feet only for you to cling and wrap your arms around his neck. 
‘We love you’ 
‘We love you’ 
‘We love you’ 
Their god doesn’t hate Teyvat nor they hate the people. They just don't know what kindness feels like which causes them to be cautious and cold. The incident of the feast day made people realize that their creator is just like them. They fall just like them, get wounded just like them. Gets left behind, betrayed, hurt and pushed aside just like them. They can’t erase the traces and stains of what your life is like before being gifted by the stars to Teyvat but they can for sure be gentle and love you. Slow love so it doesn’t frighten you. Slow love so it doesn’t make you feel suffocated. If your world wasn’t kind with you and then their arms would be your safe place.
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ps i won't lie, I cried. Anon and I had the same situation I guess? being bullied and isolated. Itto has became my comfort character and that I always wish I had someone like him to protect my teenage self.
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Long distance birthday
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credit to @harpotterz for the gif x  Birthday Prompts  request: what about neymar with scenario 5 and dialogue 8? requested by @ghwoticz​ 
Neymar  Word Count: 859  “Happy birthday to me” you stretched as soon as your eyes had fully adjusted to the bright light coming through the crack in your curtain.  Heavily sighing as you woke up to an empty bed as Neymar was away for football, reaching across to see your phone filled with cute messages. 
But none was from the one person you wanted them to be, sadly. 
Whilst you were laying in bed, you heard a noise coming from the front door as you jumped out of bed to head to see what was going on.  As you approached closer, you saw a delivery driver at the end of the gates.  “Flowers for Miss y/l/n” you smiled, nodding as he handed them over to you.  “Thank you so much” you grinned as you closed the door behind you.  Placing the beautiful white roses on the table as you noticed a white card stuck in between the flowers.  As you picked up the card, you saw the name on the bottom and immediately a huge smile appeared on your face.  “To my y/n, Happy birthday angel. I am so sorry I can’t be with you today, but I hope you have the most amazing day because you deserve it. I love you so much, miss you so much. Ney x”  You felt a small tear roll down your face as it was the little things that made you smile and instantly love him even more.  You put the flowers in a vase making sure they had fresh water, placing them in the middle of the table which looked absolutely perfect. Picking up your phone and pressing the FaceTime button as you called Neymar.  His big smile appeared on the screen as you waved to him.  “Happy birthday beautiful” Neymar replied as you grinned.  “Thank you, also thank you for my flowers. They are so gorgeous, my favourite as you knew that” you flipped the phone around as you showed them sitting in the middle of the table.  “Oh they do look good, miss you. What are your plans?” he asked.  “Nothing, might go for a walk but other than nothing. What are you doing?” you asked him, sure he was going to be up to something more exciting than you currently were.  “Training later and just chilling. But I do have something for you, so you need to get ready and you will have a car pick you up to take you somewhere” Neymar smiled.  “What really? Oh wow okay. Any hints or something?” you raised your eyebrows in the hope he was going to tell you.  “Nope, no trying to force it out of me. You will know when you get there. I will talk to you later, I need to go to training now, love you ”he blew you a kiss as you waved and replied with a quick i love you as you headed off to get changed.  Not knowing what to wear because you had no idea what you were doing as he was refusing to tell you.  After finding a quick outfit, you hoped for the best that it was perfect for what you were doing.  The car beeped its horn as you looked outside to see it waiting for you.  Chucking your shoes on and some heels in your bag, just in case you needed them.  “Miss y/n” smiled as you got into the back of the car as you drove to your mystery location.  “I’m guessing you can’t tell me where we are going can you” you laughed as he looked at you through the mirror.  “Sorry, under strict instructions by Neymar” he zipped his lips and pretended to throw the key away, making you sigh loudly.  As you drove closer to your destination, you were confused as you still had no clue where you were.  “Here we are” the driver smiled as he got out and opened the door for you.  “Thank you” you smiled as you shook his hand before being greeted and jumped out on by your best friends.  “Oh my god” you squealed with her as she grabbed your hand as you ran into the restaurant where you saw it being all decorated for you.  “Neymar did this all for you” you grinned as you felt a tear fall down your face as you celebrated your birthday with all your best friends around you.  You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket as you picked it up and saw it was Neymar calling you.  “I can’t believe you did this for me while you aren’t even in the country. I love you so much” you had the biggest smile on your face.  “That’s okay, the boys all said happy birthday” he showed them all in the background as they waved at you.  “I also have a tab behind the bar, so go and enjoy yourself because you deserve it” he smiled as your heart melted.  “You have really thought of everything today” you grinned at Neymar as he cockily shrugged.  “I know, I will see you soon angel. Have a good night, love you” he waved as he blew you a kiss.  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @percervall @footballxixstars @football-and-fanfics @odegaardsreds​ @ghwoticz​ @simpingmyassoff​ @0alanasworld0​ 
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avatarloverfrfr · 16 days
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Fem! Omatikaya x Tuk(PLATONIC)
Where the reader is tuks bestie, she is Poppiti. And how the reader reacts when they have to leave.
Time skip to when Tuk and her are older, the Sully’s finally come back. And she sees how she’s changed how she’s like a lone wolf and stuff, or how she’s gotten new friends and forgot about her. But the matching thing they wear is something Y/n always wears.🫧
DOES THIS MAKE SENSE?!
PROMISE ANKLET
Tuktirey x Child!reader (platonic)
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Warning: Crying. Separation. Angst WITH comfort. I cannot stress this enough children at that age do not really understand that it isn’t their friend’s choices to leave them so the reader will be angry at Tuk but will grow to understand!
Translations: pänu- promise; uniltìrantokx- dreamwalkers; tsamsä'o- weapons of war; kelku- home; pawk- horn; Mawey- calm
Word count: 612
Note: I literally love this, we need more tuk x readers (PLATONIC) out there. Also this background Omatikaya is so CUTE OMG
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Four years have slipped by like a dream since I last laid eyes Tuk, my dearest friend. Leaving me longing for the familiar comfort of her presence every day for the last four years.
Then, today the sound of the pawk echoed through the while village, signaling a return. No hunting party had ventured out, yet there was an unmistakable call of homecoming.
As the Olo'eytkan, Tarsem, emerges from his kuru, "Mawey, my people, mawey." he announces, drawing the attention of the gathering crowd near the ikrans.
Drawing closer, my heart pounds with anticipation, then I see them– the Sullys. A surge of emotion washes over me as I realise that among those returning, is Tuk.
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As we reached the top of the tree, Tuk's voice trembled as she spoke, "Taw, I heard my mom and dad fighting. They said we need to leave this clan. To seek uturu from another."
Confusion swirled inside me. "Uturu? Why? There's no war," I said, searching her eyes for answers.
Tuk leaned close, her voice barely a whisper, as if what she was about to tell me was a forbidden secret, "Yesterday, Lo'ak, Spider, Kiri and I saw uniltìrantokx, out there in the forest with tsamsä'o."
Reality crashed on me like a falling tree. "So now you have to leave..?" I asked, my heart sinking with each word.
Tears welled up as I leaped down from the tree, sprinting toward my kelku. Tuks footsteps echoing behind me.
Rushing into the kelku, tears streaming down my cheeks. I ran up to my sa'nok who was peacefully weaving a basket before Tuk and I barged in. "What happened to our pänu, Tuk? That we'd never leave each other!" I choked out between sobs.
"You have the audacity to wear a pänutìng you can't even keep!" I accused, pointing at her ankle and then at mine.
"It is final, my dad said." Tuk sobbed, reaching out to me.
"You said we'd always be best friends," I stammered, tears burning my vision as I looked at Tuk.
"We are. We always will be. As long as you and I both have these anklets." Tuk reassured pulling me into a hug.
"You promise you wont–" before I could finish my question, one of Tuks siblings called her away to pack.
As Tuk rushed over to Kiri, I felt a hand on my shoulder turning around I was met with the soft gaze of my kneeling sa'nok.
"Come Taw, she might be leaving. But your memories will stay for life." she said as I cried into her neck.
The next day was the day the Sully's had left, the day Tuk left me behind.
Watching as the family walks past everyone and onto their ikrans, my gaze meets Tuks.
I watched as Neytiri's hand went to push to toward me, encouraging a goodbye. I raised my hands up toward my mother and got carried by her, nestling my face into her neck breaking eye contact. A sign I did not wish to speak to her.
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My eyes lock onto Tuk's, my childhood best friend, and it's like she's been waiting for me too. Quickly I glance at her foot, searching for the familiar anklet, a symbol of our bond.
There it is, still clinging onto her ankle, just like mine. Relief flood through me as I meet her gaze again, and she's smiling, knowing exactly what I'm thinking.
"You kept our promise." we say together, rushing into each others arms. Wrapping in each others embrace.
Little did we know there were two people watching us, happy to see both their children reunited, knowing this friendship would last a life time.
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|| Part of Me ||
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Symbiote!Matt Murdock x female reader
Tags/warnings: oh gosh where do we start? 😅 Oral sex (f rec), sort of non-con tentacle insertion at first quickly changing to 'yes please I am fully onboard for some consentacle porn', unprotected sex (p in v), assplay (m and f), slight choking, human and alien body fluids I guess, improv cock ring, and FLUFF (yes actually!).
A/n: thank you to the mutuals who enabled this 😉 and the post I saw from @thora-jane that inspired me in the first place (huge apologies if it's not really your thing let me know and I'll untag 🫢)
If anyone likes this I might try a more angsty exploration into the deeper moral issues that arise from being a crime fighting vigilante lawyer with an alien inside that just wants to rip heads off and eat them (thanks @spiderbabey for the inspo for that!)
After a brief chase through the dark city streets The Devil has the mugger pinned underneath him, baton poised above the guy's head, the silver of it glinting in the streetlight, his muscles straining hard with the effort of holding it back. He had heard the commotion, the threats, the gun being drawn and was on the scene in a flash of red. The guy saw the suit, the horns, and ran. As he tore off after him Matt could sense that the victim was shaken but otherwise unharmed but if he hadn't acted so fast…
KILL 'IM
"No!"
BAD MAN
"Yeah, I know. Very bad man," Matt grits his teeth together trying to keep the other voice at bay as he draws a hard breath.
KILL HIM
"No, No killing! I told you." Matt snaps.
HUNGRY
The deep growl has a sharp metallic edge to it that shocks right through Matt's veins. He can feel the power of it bubbling through him and it's taking everything to keep it inside and contained.
The devil had truly been let out. He could use it as an excuse for the things he did at night but the honest truth was that he wanted to do those things, he couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. Since he'd been infected with this thing he was even faster and stronger than before, better equipped to protect the Kitchen… but it came with a price.
MAKE HIM SUFFER
The voice over his shoulder hissed as the perpetrator stared up at Matt, the smell of fear wafting off him.
DELICIOUS…
"We're taking him to the police and that's the end of it."
Matt dragged the man to his feet and dumped him at the station. As he jumped up the fire escape onto the roof of the next building the symbiote twitched under his skin.
YOU CAN'T HOLD ME BACK FOREVER MATTHEW
He ignored it but he knew he was in for yet another restless night.
And that wasn't all.
There was you.
It had been the worst possible timing. You had started seeing each other about a month before it happened, and he was on edge around you the entire time. You had put it down to nerves and stress at work, trying your best to get Matt to relax and not worry, to assure him that you loved spending time with him and he could just be himself.
PRETTY
"Fuck, no, don't ruin this for me…please."
"Uh, hey Matt, you alright?"
He tries his best to keep it together. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine, it's just this case… "
"A tricky one huh?" You ask him.
"Mmm, a total pain in the ass, you could say."
"Do you need to work late? Because it's okay if you do, we can rearrange dinner for another time?"
He'd let you take the lead, you had been the one inviting him up to your apartment after you had dinner together and on both occasions he'd politely declined, half of him not wanting to rush this and the other half terrified of what his alien side might do.
WE LIKE HER
Yes, of course he liked you, you were funny and smart and understanding. So much more than most.
However, this time after you had finished your meal and he had walked you home, you wouldn't take no for an answer. You knew he was probably just being polite, knew he really wanted to take things further but had something on his mind. You were so patient and open with him, encouraging him to talk about it if he wanted, to express his concerns. You didn't want him to do something he'd regret.
"I just, don't want to hurt you…" he'd explained, and that was the truth. He'd quickly fallen in love with you and the way you were giving him all the time and space he could need was just causing him to fall even deeper.
"You won't hurt me Matt, I know you won't." You'd said so sweetly as you pressed him up against your door, your lips falling on his.
The alien had been uncharacteristically quiet of late but he wasn't taking any chances when you pulled him into your apartment. He wanted to damage control as far as possible, there was no way he wanted to scare you away.
"I know it might sound strange with me uh, not being able to see but… is it okay if we keep the lights off?"
You smiled so warmly. "Of course, I want us to be comfortable."
God you were perfect. He couldn't fuck this up. He wouldn't.
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"Oh, oh that feels sooo good, oh holy shit Matt, it's like your hands are all over me…"
Fuck.
You had your eyes softly closed, that much he could tell and was grateful for. Inky black tendrils were webbing across your naked skin and caressing your breasts as his own fingers were still woven in your hair and holding onto your waist as he kissed you, but he couldn't stop it.
SOFT
The dark voice within him rumbles with interest.
WE WANT TO TASTE HER
For once Matt found himself agreeing with his symbiote.
"Sweetheart," he says to you, kissing his way slowly down the side of your neck and down your chest and stomach. "would you let me do something for you?"
You gasp in anticipation, knowing exactly what he's about to ask as he gently nudges your thighs wider. "Yes, yes Matty please…"
You don't see, only feel the two long black shining tentacles that lash their way around your thighs, with two others branching out and teasing up and down your pussy lips, spreading them open and putting you perfectly on display for him. You take a sudden sharp inhale of air and Matt freezes. "Are you alright? I can stop…" that wasn't exactly the truth, he didn't know if he could.
"No, no no please don't stop! I just… it feels so different, I- don't know how you're doing what you're doing, but god, don't stop…"
Matt hums before he kisses the soft inner skin of each thigh, then slips out his tongue, dragging it slowly up the center of you, flicking it up over your clit. The sound you make has his dick throbbing.
He laps you up, his hands skimming up over your hips to hold you firm to his mouth as he takes his time taking you apart. He hears you whimper and twitch under him, and only then is he aware of the thick, probing, wet tentacle that's pushing its way into your pussy.
"Mm!"
"Oh fuck!" Matt curses, he can feel the sensation of you squeezing him through the symbiote. It's like nothing he had ever experienced before. You moan long and hard as you're filled, Matt's tongue still licking and sucking you towards ecstasy.
SHE LIKES IT
He can't usually control what the alien does, can only hold it back so much, but now he finds the control has been shared with him, the room quickly filling with slick sounds as he moves this extension of him within you, drawing out your addictive little moans.
He stops when he senses you looking at him. Actually looking. With your eyes.
He wants to die.
"Oh, Matt…" you sit up as he gently pulls away from you, the symbiote retracting slowly and carefully back under his skin with a grumble that only he can hear.
"Is this what you were afraid of, why you've been acting so strange?"
"I, god I'm sorry, I shouldn't have- I'll go-" he feels around for his pants but you crawl across the bed and grab his arm stopping him from running away.
NO
"Matt, please don't leave! Just tell me, is… is this thing a part of you?"
Matt sighs, hanging his head. "It's... still all so new but… yeah. I don't really know how it works yet." His head tilts adorably as he considers something.
"Why aren't you running a mile? Aren't you scared, or mad that I kept this from you?"
You only smile and pull him closer. "I'm only sad that you felt you had to keep it from me. If it's part of you, that's okay. I want all of you, Matt, if you still want me…"
He can't believe what you're saying, how could you possibly be any more perfect? He licks his lips, nodding. "Of course I do."
"Come here," you beckon, lying back on your bed. "We'll figure this out together, but only if you finish what you started. I don't know how good those other senses of yours are but… I liked it."
You trail your fingers up his side, his breathing shallow as everything you're saying sinks in.
"Touch me with them, Matt… please." Your voice is coloured with excitement and need and who is he to refuse you. His brows almost reach up to his hairline and the smile on his lips is as wide as his face when you reach for him. A soft gasp leaves you when his other side makes a gradual reappearance, the webbed, black tendrils snaking up your skin and coiling around your breasts. You sigh softly when one slides inside you again.
Rippling contractions pass down through the length of the tentacle, massaging you from within and making you mewl out with pleasure. Matt's breath wavers as you watch as another one wraps around his own cock and does the same, slowly squeezing and milking drops of precum onto the sheets.
The sensation of warm slithering and throbbing rolls over your clit at the same time Matt is desperately licking into your mouth, there's so much stimulation your brain is starting to melt. Slick wet sounds as the tentacle fucks in and out of you fill the room, and you feel your pussy walls start to flutter and contract. "Ohh, m'gonna cum-!" You moan as your body writhes and rolls against him. Matt takes it all in, he can feel the tight squeezing of your perfect cunt, the pounding of your heart, hear the sweet sounds you make as your orgasm rolls through you.
"You're so beautiful…"
He slows and gently pulls back letting you come back down. "Are you okay sweetie?"
You almost laugh, your body alight with desire. "Jesus Matt, yes!"
"If you want to stop-"
"Mm, no don't stop, let me feel you." you breathe, and tentacles are quick to wrap around your body, drawing Matt closer, bracing himself over you.
"You got any more of those?" You tease, arching into his touch while other thick strands of shiny black emerge and wrap around your legs pulling them open again. He moans against your parted lips, the coil that's around his hard cock nudging the head of it at your entrance, coating himself in your arousal. The tip of your tongue gently slides against his as he pushes inside, just the barest whisper of pain as he stretches you open.
SWEET GIRL, SO GOOD FOR US
Matt makes a quiet noise in agreement as he starts to grind his hips at your insistence. You feel like nothing else and he wants to make this good for you. You respond to every little touch of him and the symbiote, purring like a kitten when your nipples are pinched and tugged by the prehensile serpent-like appendages. The steady, slow drag of his cock in and out has you murmuring his name like a prayer while he shows just how much he adores you with his mouth, the warm brush of his lips caressing your sensitive skin and setting off goosebumps all across it.
YES
MORE
The voice at the back of his brain is greedy, but it soon becomes clear it's just echoing your own desires to him. He feels more tendrils slipping their way up to wrap around your throat and slither between your legs, hearing the needy, desperate panting from you when one of them brushes lightly against your ass.
"Uhuh! Please, yes Matty… please"
You beg him until the blunt, self lubricating tip of it breaches you gently. It's small and slender at first allowing you to get used to the intrusion, but then there's nothing but pleasure as it swells bigger making you feel stuffed full, pulsing every time Matt thrusts his cock deep in your pussy.
He groans as another tendril that's not under his control splits off, penetrating his own ass and throbbing against his prostate, while yet another curls tightly around the base of his sensitive cock to stop him from cumming right there and then.
"Fuck… fuck!" He whines at the intensity of all this feeling, connected to you in a way he could never have dreamed of.
You're so very near to falling apart, being thoroughly fucked from every possible angle, your eyes are rolling back and muffled moans escape from around the thick black tentacle that lays heavy against your tongue as you suck on it.
The creature inside him is suspiciously silent, seemingly content feeding from your throes of passion for now. But then it speaks again, a hungry voice full of sharp teeth and carnal want.
HARDER
MORE
SHE CAN TAKE IT
Matt tries in vain to shake the lustful haze from his mind. "Sweetie, tell me what you need…" he asks you, his voice strained and tight.
"M'so close Matt," you cry, "please, please harder… make me cum!"
He lets loose, giving you what you need, making you moan so prettily as his hips piston hard, skin slapping against the backs of your thighs. The improvised cock ring finally releases him, coiling lower to tug and pull on his balls and he ruts even harder chasing his own end. A slick combination of your own juices and those from the symbiote leaks over your bodies as they slip and slide against each other, only increasing the multitudes of sensation thrumming through you as the tentacles fuck, fill, tease and choke you. Your cries rise as you can't hold back any longer, cumming and creaming hard on his cock, your pussy and ass squeezing so powerfully he quickly follows, his fingers almost bruising your soft flesh as he's groaning and spilling hot inside you.
The symbiote growls and purrs along with him, satisfied and sated. It very slowly withdraws again, slipping out of your bodies leaving you wrapped in a sweaty mess of only each other.
Matt gently brushes some strands of hair away from your face. "You okay sweetheart? It… wasn't too rough on you was it?"
You stretch yourself out with a blissful sound against him, eyes half closed and a relaxed smile on your lips. "No, I… just didn't know I could feel that good."
Matt chuckles softly, kissing you on the cheek. "Neither did I."
You lie there for a few soft moments getting your breath back before guiding him to the bathroom, turning on the shower and pulling him in with you, letting the stream of hot water cleanse you both. His multiple tentacles are a great help washing your hair and soaping up your body, and you find yourself petting them and giggling as they wrap a fluffy towel around you when you're done.
"Honestly Matt, I think you're amazing."
Matt is almost brought to tears while he hugs you tight. It feels so good to know he doesn't need to face this change in him alone, and that he's lucky that he met someone as understanding and loving as you to share it with.
Now all he had to figure out was how to explain his other life to you…
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Hi! Hi! So, I got an idea. But I’ve got to make it short.
For some reason Bonten needs a lot of money, and fast. So they try to rob dragon hybrid reader. Reader is very lonely and lets them take as much gold as they want in exchange for friendship. (Tbh I don’t think dragon reader would care about how much gold Bonten takes bc he’s a dragon and has an almost infinite amount of gold)
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Bonten x baby! dragon!reader
We spoke in chat and decided for baby reader because cute
Hybrid au
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Bonten needed money.
When they heard of a dragon hybrid in the mountains that had gold, they immediately made plans to rob them of their treasures.
They weren't expecting this.
"I... I think they left something" Koko said as they walked into the cave that was indeed filled with precious gems and gold but also a tiny dragon hybrid pup wrapped in a fine silk linen "they just... abandoned their kid?"
"They must have been killed"
"Well dragon hybrids are extremely expensive and we'll just from this cave alone are big money makers" takeomi said and the others looked at him "are you implying we... Keep them?"
"Yuuup"
The men sighed but agreed, Koko lifting the dragon pup who had tiny little horns and glowing (color) eyes as be cooed at the man, clinging to him for warmth "aaaaand he imprinted" Koko sighed as Bonten bad their men bag and put the treasure in a truck, it had to be at least 100m dollars in treasures.
After all was settled they got (name) a hybrid crib and chew toys, the babe loving to bite their fingers and though his wings were too small to do anything he still flapped them like he was going somewhere.
"Has anyone seen my watch?" Ran asked as he looked around the headquarters and the others shook their heads, the elder Haitani sighing as he walked back to his room but something told him to check on (name).
There the babe was with a small pile of coins and their shiny things, lighters, jewelry and just any shiny thing he could get his paws on "I see you started making your hoard"
After a quick Google search ran learned that he could get his watch back for an exchange and after ordering a bunch of fake sparkly diamond rings, the babe marvelling before adding it to his tiny hoard.
"Invest in shiny shit, he's made his hoard"
"Ah shit"
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This Is What I Need~ Eddie Munson 
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Anonymous asked:
Hello! I have a request for you. Could you do an Eddie x Reader based off the song ‘Love Bites’ by Def Leppard, where the reader is in a relationship with Jason but she secretly fucks Eddie behind his back? Hopefully the song should give you more of an idea of what I mean.
Thank you! I love your work!
m-rae23 ~ palomam18 ~eddiesprincess86 ~figmentofquinn ~gloomybrieyxb ~hqtetsurou ~ theintimatewriter
Smut ahead
Your short skirts will be the death of Eddie. His eyes linger on your legs and the way your skirt moved as you ran over to your boyfriend, Jason Carver. Eddie looks away seeing the happiness in your eyes as jump into Jason's arms.
Eddie has always had a thing for you since the start of high school. It's when you join cheerleading that's when his crush on you amplified and he couldn't help himself imaging the way you would feel around his cock.
You on the other hand always caught eyes with Eddie whenever you passed him the halls, during one of the classes you had together or buying weed off of him for Jason. It was a simple touch here and there and the lingering of eyes.
" Hey freak, you need something?" Jason noticed that Eddie was lingering nearby, standing there like he was waiting for something. You turned your head to look at him to see he was glaring at Jason, fist to the side and his brown doe eyes sending daggers at him.
Though when Eddie met your gaze, his face softened and his fist unclenched and he stared at you. His eyes dropped onto your legs, the way they were around Jason wishing they were around his waist.
" I asked you a question, freak" Jason dropped you on the ground carefully, your legs unwrapped from him as you stood with your hair up in the green ribbon and cheerleading outfit with your backpack on your back staring at the two.
Eddie put his hands up in devil horns and stuck his tongue out at him, you couldn't help but let out a giggle earning a glare from Jason which you quickly stopped and looked away.
" Prick" Jason mumbled underneath his breath as he took your hand leading you away from Eddie. You couldn't help but glance back, Eddie catches your gaze as he winks at you.
-
O'Donnell had paired you up for a project with Eddie, you scrambled your books in your arms as you headed to the back where he sat down scribbling in his notebook. He had drawings all over.
" Those are really cool" you tell him as you lean over him to take a closer look. Eddie scrambled to close the book in panic as he bites down his bottom lip. His mop of curls hiding his face.
" Thank you" he says.
" You're quite welcome, I was thinking we could work on this project at your place? My parents are home and they don't really like it when boys come over"
" That's okay, princess. We can do the project at my place, meet me by my van. You know how it looks like?" He asks tapping his pencil against the desk as his brown doe eyes look at you.
" I do" he nods opening his notebook back up and continues to draw feeling your eyes on him. He sat up a little straighter in his chair feeling his heart racing feeling your gaze.
His pencil slips out of his hand as it rolls down the desk onto the floor with a small thud. You take notice of it but don't lean to pick it up when Eddie does it himself, but when he leans down to pick it up, his eyes are roaming your legs. He wants to reach out and run his fingertip on your legs to feel the smoothness of them.
He sits back up with the pencil in his hands muttering to himself how hard he is already just by sitting by you. His mind is running about how he wants to bend you over and have his way with you but he sits quietly focusing on his drawing.
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You told Jason that you had to do homework and had a thing to do with your mom, he sighed but kissed you telling you he'd see you tomorrow. Looking around to see if anyone was watching, you make your way to Eddie's van to see he's already leaning against it waiting for you.
" hey Eddie" you greet him as you walk closer. Eddie takes a minute to answer as his eyes fall on those legs that he craved to touch so much.
" Hey Princess" he greets you with a cigarette hanging loosely on his lips.
He opens your passenger side door, " what a gentleman" you giggled getting in. Eddie shuts the door and runs to the other side and gets in, he starts the van putting in some music.
The sound of Metallica fills your ears and you perk up hearing it.
" I love Metallica" Eddie gasps at you, not believing what he was hearing. You like Metallica? It feels like his world was turned.
" Never pictured you as a Metallica fan" you shrugged, " There are lot of things you don't know about me" he nods as he starts to drive. he starts to drive to the Forest Hill and you know exactly where this is.
" I live close by" you tell him. " Oh yeah? I pictured you living in one of those rich places" he motions his hands outside of his window.
" Like I said, you don't know many things about me"
He parks the van in front of the trailer as he gets out rushing to get to you as he opens the door, " M'lady" he offers his hand which you take and slip out.
He takes your backpack from you as he walks to his trailer, opening it and stepping inside. You follow him as you look around.
" It's a bit messy, 'm sorry" he shrugs of his vest and jacket tossing them onto the couch leaving him in a Metallica shirt which makes you chuckle because he just played a few songs in the van by them.
" Do you live alone?"
He shakes his head, " No, with my Uncle but he works nights, we're good. Come on" he takes your backpack as he swings it a little on the side leading him to his room.
He scratches his head as he sees the state of his room is in but you don't mind it at all and your eyes go wide seeing the guitar. He watches as you eye it.
" It's beautiful" you say.
" That's sweetheart, she's pretty just like you" he slams his hand on his mouth as his cheeks paint the color red. He didn't mean to say it.
" It's okay Eddie, thank you for the compliment" he drops his hand to the side as he sits on his bed shifting to make room for you.
" Come on" he pats the space next to him. You plopped on his bed and Eddie swore he saw a peek of your pink panties, his breathe hitched as he tries to hold a moan in. He feels his cock twitch in his pants and curses in his head of thought of ripping them off. He wants to know how his mouth would feel on your pretty pink lips.
" There has been something on my mind" you paused opening your backpack, not daring to look at him at what you say next, " I heard somethings from people" you bite down your lips.
" What kind of things?" Eddie eyebrow raises as he listens.
" That.. you... um" you fiddle with the zipper on your backpack when Eddie's hand stops you noticing you were nervous about something. You look at the rings on his fingers wondering what they would feel like inside of you.
Even though you were dating Jason, he wasn't that great in the sack and hearing that Eddie was very experienced in that department, the way his mouth worked and that he was huge had perked your interest. You wanted to find out.
" That what?" he takes a stand of your hair and puts it behind your ear.
" That you have fingers and mouth are magical and that you're pretty amazing at..." you paused in what you were going to say, a hint of red brushes your cheek as you find the struggle to get what you are trying to say.
" You mean sex? That I fuck girls dumb?" He asks, a slight smirk on his face as he leans in. He sees the way you clenched your legs at his words.
" Doesn't Jason satisfy you princess or is his dick too small?" you shake your head.
" He's not that great" you shrugged. " But I was wondering-" Eddie caught you off.
" If I'd fuck you dumb? Do you want me to show you how it's done?" you nodded reaching for his hand placing it on your thigh. He gives it a squeeze.
The project is forgotten, you lean into him, as you brush your lips against his. They are soft, you leave only a small peck as if you were testing the waters. Eddie melt at the touch, kisses your small pout that appears after your lips brush his.
You aware of what your doing, Jason doesn't do sweet moments like this with you. You wanted to try it with Eddie, his nose brushed against yours causing you to giggle.
" What are you doing, princess?" he asks.
" Just testing the waters.." he can feel your breath fanning over him when you tell him this. The both of you are playing a dangerous game, but you want it. You want him.
He chuckles, " is that so?"
Eddie doesn't mind that you softly kissed him, to test the waters as you said.
" Is this how we're going to start?"
" Yes," you whisper getting lost in those brown doe eyes as your lips danced with his, softly but full of passionate. Jason doesn't kiss you like this.
When you make love
Eddie is melting as the feeling of your lips against his, the way your body draws him closer, his hands are at your waist, your hands got to the nape of his neck where and tug on his curls. He groans into your mouth. His tongue slowly glides across your bottom lip, biting it before he slide his tongue into your mouth, granting him access as your tongues meet in a greeting.
His hand grab onto your legs bringing you into his lap as his hands make their way to your ass, squeezing underneath your skirt, fingers stretching over your ass before giving one a squeeze, making you moan.
You're craving his touch as you continue to moan into his mouth.
Do you look in your mirror?
You grind against him as his hands on your ass, you can feel his cock throbbing inside the tightness of his pants, Eddie pulls away from your mouth for a moment as he closes his eyes throwing his head back as he moans. His moans are music to your ears, but your lips attach themselves to his neck, right near his adam's apple.
Who do you think of
Jason doesn't even let you take your time with him like this, he always rushes to have sex.
With, Eddie you feel weak as your head form clouds as you lick the warm skin, sucking on his neck leaving marks on his pretty skin, all across his neck like a necklace.
Does he look like me?
Your hips pick up the pace, growing needy for him. The outline of his cock is strained against your panties, your clit is throbbing with each grind as he holds your hips, guiding you. It feels so good. 
You were growing wetter and wetter in between your legs.
The way your moving on top of him, it's heaven to him, the way you moan, is music to his ears and you looked so good. His eyes peered at you watching you. You looked like you were in the clouds and he hasn't done much to you.
Do you tell lies
His eyes catch your plump lips and eyes glossy, his stomach flips and he connects his lips with yours.
Eddie gasps, tapping your waist and holds you still on top of him making you stop what you were doing, he's going to explode if you kept doing what you were doing.
" Wait, Wait.."
And say that it's forever?
" What's the matter?" you places your lips back to his neck, leaving kisses there, but he moves his head to the side and moves his hair to give you better access and to leave more marks on him.
" I was going to cum, if you kept doing that," he moans when he feels your tongue run down his neck, soft kisses too all the way to his ear, your teeth nibble on his ear.
He was suppose to show you how he really does it but he likes this much better.
" Yeah? Does pretty boy want to cum?" his cheeks beet red at your praise, as he moans.
" I-I d-do"
Do you think twice
You cup his face with your hands making him look at you, he feels his cock twitch in his pants as you do, " Then let me make you cum. Please."
He never imagined a girl like you saying please like that, this was the first time you and Eddie did something like this. You two would cast each other looks in school, the longing I wanna fuck you looks. Jason had no idea.
Eddie was losing his mind that he was alone with you in his room and you wanted to fuck him. Jason Carver's girlfriend wanted him.
Or just touch and see?
" Do you really wanna do this, princess?"
" Do you know want to?" your question has sadness behind the tone as you ask. Eddie looks into your soft gentle eyes as they plead for him.
Ooh, babe
" Yes, I want too" his hands squeeze your hips, hands removing your white cardigan and throwing it to the side as his fingers slip underneath the uniform.
" Okay" you smile, " then touch me, fuck me.." he pulls you into him and kisses you before you continue the sentence.
Your hands go into his hair as you tug with the kiss growing hot, as he takes charge as Eddie leans you down on his bed, his eyes catch your hands going down to your cheerleading shirt watching as you pull it off of you leaving you in your bra and green skirt.
He moans at the sight of your bra, it's black lace cupping your tits perfectly.
Oh, yeah
" Do you like my bra?" You ask, sliding your bra down to reveal your tits to him.
" Fuck" he mumbles as his mouth waters at the sight of them. His lips travel down from your neck to your tits, as he sucks, licks and bites on your nipple. He makes sure to give the other one attention. Your fingers get lost in his curls, tugging as his lips twirl around the nipple
You moan his name as his mouth licks around the other nipple, leaving kisses before he kisses the spot in between your tits.
His hands make their way to your skirt as he tugs on it.
" Can I take this off?" he asks as his index finger hooks inside the skirt, gliding across the softness of your skin.
" yes" you whine, squirming under him, desperate for his cock to be inside you.
When you're alone
" I'm going to give you what you want, and you will take it, sweetheart" he says.
" Don't call me that" you teased, hips raising as he takes off your skirt throwing it somewhere in the room.
He raises his eyebrow with a smirk, he can tell that your wet for him by the thrust of your hips upwards and the little whimpers.
" You don't like it?"
He leans down brushing his lips against yours, " little bit" you giggled feeling his guitar pic glide against your chest.
Do you let go?
" Only a little? Huh? Does Jason kiss you like this?" He leans down capturing your lips with his, deepening the kiss as he slides his tongue into your mouth, making you gasp into his mouth. Another gasp escape from you feeling his fingers find your clothed clit, drawing circles with his thumb.
" Fuck" you pulled away from his mouth, moaning.
" I wanna taste you"
" Please"
Are you wild and willin'
He moans at your pleading word, he hears another please leave your lips as you tug on his hair letting him know your desperate for his mouth. He doesn't need to be told as he is in between your legs in seconds, he pushes your legs apart as his hot breath fans over your panties, over the wet spot.
" Please" his hand grasp onto your thighs, giving them a squeeze. His fingers hook inside of your panties, pushing them to down your legs and stuffs it into his hands as he smells them, he stuffs them into his back pockets.
One of his fingers glide against your lips, parting your folds, you are so pretty like this and his mouth waters as the sight of your glistering cunt.
Or is it just for show?
" You're so sweet for, all for me? Does Jason get you this wet, baby?" he says, teasing you as his finger glides over the slick before he flick your clit. You whimper at his feeling, " Answer me"
" N-No. This i-is for you, only"
His tongue reaches to take lick, letting his tongue play with your olds, licking you before his mouth latches around your clit, circling his tongue. Your gasping at the sight, moaning in pleasure. His mouth felt so good.
Ooh, come on 
He sucking on your juice, tasting you how sweet you taste. A groan escapes his mouth sending a vibration against your lips. He takes a finger and pushes inside, curling wanting to find that spot to leave you shaking. You watch as he smirks up at you, his eyes are full of hunger.
Your mouth is a jar as you hear the slurping sounds he is making from the way his mouth is on your cunt, finding the perfect rhythm.
" You're so sweet, I would have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner if I could" he breathes against your lips.
" Keep going" you moan, he grips on your thighs, digging his fingers in, hearing the whimpers escape from you as your body tenses, you were close letting your orgasm take over as he continues to fuck you with his tongue.
I don't want to touch you too much, baby
One of his fingers are still inside of you, as he continues to give your walls attention. You're crying out to him in pleasure, grabbing onto his hair as his brown eyes stare into your own. His tongue swirls around your clit, slowly, with his finger still working inside of you. It feels so good, you throw your head back as you cum.
'Cause makin' love to you might drive me crazy
" You're driving me crazy"
He chuckles, " I can do other things to drive you crazy"
" Really?" He nods.
" Show me"
You watch as he pulls his shirt over his head, allow you to look at his tattoos and eyes traveling to his tummy trail. You wanted to touch him, to feel his skin on yours.
Your hand reaches out to palm him through his pants
" Are you sure that this is what you want?"
" Eddie Munson if you don't fuck me right now, I will walk out of this trailer with and get myself off at home, I'm serious"
He chuckles, shaking his head. He can't believe Jason doesn't please you like this. You are so beautiful and your boyfriend was missing out, more for Eddie then.
His hands go to do the handcuff belt then unbuttons his pants and pulls his zipper down, letting your hand tug his pants down. He pushes his pants down, along with his boxers as his cock springs free.
You stare at the sight of him, his length, the one vein that runs from the base to the tip. He was so pretty and so was his cock, your mouth waters at the sight, your cunt clenching int nothing
" So pretty, so big"
I know you think that love is the way you make it
" I bet you can take it, baby"
Oh you defiantly will.
Eddie takes a condom out from his bedside table, as he settles in your legs as you open them up.
You shyly smile at him as he gazes down at you. This was nothing like you and Jason, with Eddie it was different and you liked it.
He brings to condom in between his teeth as he rips it open. You take it from him and grab the hold of the condom as he lets you glide it over his throbbing cock.
" Fuck, I need you right now princess"
" Fuck me dumb, Eddie... please"
So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it, no
His tip brushes over your entrance, the burn light up as your walls stretch for him, mouth a gap as he pushes in, leaning down kissing your jaw, cheeks, nose and you forehead, he moans in pleasure.
You felt so warm and so tight, he loves it and could see himself wanting more of your pussy. He doesn't want to hurt you, Eddie wants to be gentle. He has been watching you from afar, hunger for you but you were Jason's
At this moment, you were his. He pushes deeper inside of you.
" You're so tight, sweetheart" he says, moaning
You look up at him as his hair fans over his face, his doe brown eyes staring down at you.
" Move, I want you to fuck me, Eddie"
Eddie searches your eyes for any hesitation, he likes you and will stop if you ask him to but he sees none before he's thrusting in you, hard. You gasp, arching your back, moaning for him as he rocks into you with a rhythm.
Love bites, love bleeds It's bringin' me to my knees
Finally, Eddie is fucking you, deeply, sweat forms on his forehead as his eyes lock with yours. He wants to see how he pleasure you, hearing every moan leave your lips, every whimper and please for him, as your fingers tug on his hair bringing him closer.
He wants all of you and every day after this.
" Fuck, you feel so good" he pants, hands on either side of your head, your pussy clenches around him as you moan.
" Fuck, Eddie" you moaned, " I could get used to this"
Love lives, love dies It's no surprise
Your pussy keeps clenching around him, sending his mind into clouds.
" You're pussy so good for me. Only for me?"
You nod, " Only for you" you moaned.
" I'm c-close" you cry as you look up at him. One of his fingers goes to find your clit as he rubs circles around, you watch as he does seeing your body closer to your release.
He circles your clit a few more times as he thrust into you, and you cum throwing your head back and you shake underneath him. He gaps as he thrust into you more time, leaning his head on your shoulder as he cums letting out a few moans.
Love begs, love pleads It's what I need
He stays in you, you both pant trying to catch your breath. Eddie is smiling against your cheek, pulling out of you and you hiss at the loss of sensation. He takes the condom off of him and ties it making his way into bathroom, discarding it as he grabs a wet cloth and comes back.
The coldness of the cloth makes you wince
" Sorry, sweetheart" he says as he cleans you up and throws the wet cloth to the side. He slides in the spot next to you rolling over the side as he looks down at you.
" Was that better than Jason?" he asks
When I'm with you Are you somewhere else?
" Defiantly, you're the best I ever had" you tell him. He chuckles, " Don't tell me that, you're stroking my ego" you rolled your eyes with a chuckle, but the statement is true.
Am I gettin' through Or do you please yourself?
" Eddie?" you call out him as he grown silent.
" hm?" he asks, looking down at you. "Is it okay if we keep doing this?"
He smirks, " Only if you want to, princess. I would love to, maybe next time we can do it in the empty classroom"
" What if someone walks in?" he shrugs, " it will be fun" he says.
When you wake up Will you walk out?
You yawn as your eye flutter closed, you didn't need to call home because your sister always covers for you if you weren't home. You snuggled against Eddie, murmuring something along the lines how he was wonderful for taking care of you.
He watches as you sleep, admiring the way you look so peacefully. part of him wants to ask you to break up with Jason so he can be with you but another part tells him he's never going to be good enough boyfriend to you. He will take what you give him, even if it's just sex.
It can't be love If you throw it about Ooh, babe
Eddie sighs to himself thinking how perfect you are but you weren't his.
The sun shined into his trailer and he feels movement besides him, he groans scratching his arms out almost hitting the person besides him.
" Good morning " you greet him. He opens his eyes looking to see you getting dressed already, " I like the view" he says, but frowns seeing the way you were hurrying.
You opened your backpack, stuffing your books inside and took out your deodorant and perfume to avoid the smell of sex from last night, you had no time for a shower. School was about to start soon and Jason would be looking for you.
I don't wanna touch you too much baby 'Cause makin' love to you might drive me crazy, oh
" Come back to bed, princess" he says lending out his arm hoping you'd join him but he sees you put on your socks and shoes, making him frown.
" You need to get up, we have school" he groans as he lays back on his back revealing more of what you saw last night. " Eddie" you whined making him chuckle as he scrambles to get ready.
" I'll meet you outside" you didn't let him say anything else as you wait by his fan. In minutes, he is running out the trailer putting his vest on with a cigareete in his mouth.
He hurries to drive you to school and parks a little far away so you can get out and walk to school as he drive away, sending you a wink.
God, what was he doing to you.
Love bites, love bleeds It's bringin' me to my knees Love lives, love dies
" Hey babe" Jason wraps his arm around you, placing a kiss on your cheek. He doesn't smell the sex you had last night with Eddie which was good sign. But from across the parking lot, Eddie stood there waving your pink panties in the air. You see him and a hint of red paints your cheeks. You bury your face into Jason's chest.
It's no surprise Love begs, love pleads It's what I need
" You okay?" he asks, you pull away from his chest to look at him.
" Yes, but I gotta go get my stuff from the locker. See you later" you placed a kiss on his cheek as you rushed into school. Jason shrugs it off thinking you didn't get enough sleep.
Oh, yeah I don't want to touch you too much, baby 'Cause makin' love to you might drive me crazy
It was you class with Eddie, as you walk up to your seat and sit down, you see the little peek of your panties sticking out of his back pocket as he stands up to get something. A hint of red paints your cheek and when he sits back down, he smirks fully knowing you saw them.
You turn to face the front of the classroom putting your hands over your face wishing class would be over soon.
I know you think that love is the way you make it So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it, no
Eddie meets you in the woods at the table where he normally does his drug deals, and sits across from you.
" you were so pretty, last night" he tells you taking your panties out from his back pocket as he twirls it around his index finger.
" Eddie!" you reach out to take them but he tugs them away from your reach. " Nope, these are mine" he stuffs them into his pocket as he leans on his hands in front of you.
" Does Jason touch you like the way I touched you?"
You shook your head
Love bites, love bleeds It's bringin' me to my knees Love lives, love dies
" Does it he look at you like I looked at you?" you shook your head.
He looks down at the table, before his eyes meet yours.
" I can treat you way better than he ever can"
" Eddie" he nods.
" I know what you're going to say, who would want to date the freak of Hawkins High? I know I won't be good enough for you, Jason has it all but he's a prick who can't satisfy you" he says leaning his head on his hand.
" I like being around you Eddie, plus last night was something I won't forget. You're beautiful, Eddie. You're sweet, you're kind and you are such a dork. From what I heard, from your friends" he is shocked for a moment that you knew about them.
" Dustin talks about you a lot" he laughs, " he looks up to you.
" You're good enough Eddie, you can't see it for yourself. But you're one of the things that are good in Hawkins, and I'd like for you to be part of my life"
No
Love bites, love bleeds It's bringin' me to my knees
" Under one condition" he says leaning in and you do too, as your lips brush against his.
" Break up with Carver" you sit back and look at him. His eyes held seriousness in them and his eyes do too, he is waiting for you to say something.
" Okay, under one condition" he raises his eyebrows, it hides beneath his hair.
Love lives, love dies It's no surprise
" You take me back to your trailer and make me scream your name" a smirk appears on his lips. He licks his lips, " You got a deal, sweetheart."
You kiss him softly on the lips as you rush back to school. Jason was livid that you didn't want to be with him anymore, " you just don't pleasure me like a man can. I know someone who does though, thank you for wasting my time."
You rush back to the table in the wood seeing Eddie is sitting there with a book in his hands. One he hears the leave crunch and someone walking, he drops the book and a wide smile appears on his face.
" So?" he asks.
Love begs, love pleads It's what I need
" You better make me scream and make me forget my own name" He chuckles as he makes his way over to you, wrapping an arm around you as you two walk to his vans, forgetting you were missing most of the classes.
But you had Eddie, and that's all you needed.
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rosemaidenvixen · 6 months
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HALLOWEEN PROMPT!!!
Either within the sunshine au or not (up to you), but I would love a scene where troll Jim and Draal do something together so badly 😭
Preferably fluff because that's what this scene feels like it needs, but tbh I'll take anything with troll Jim and Draal.
“Come now, is the mighty Trollhunter cowed by the thought of a few goblins?”
Jim started a little bit, so subtle he almost didn’t notice “N– no, I’m good,”
Draal narrowed his eyes as the two of them continued their trek through the dark street, the hour late enough that they didn’t have to worry about stray humans spotting them, at least not sober ones. 
He would freely admit that he was a troll who’s strengths lay in brute force, not cunning, but even he could see that something was weighing on the young Trollhunter’s mind.
“You are not ‘good’, you are clearly troubled,”
“Look it’s nothing, alright,”
Draal snorted “If it is nothing I suggest you focus your mind on the task at hand fleshbag,”
That got a weak chuckle out of him “Not a fleshbag anymore,” he ran a hand over one of his horns “Remember?”
Draal let out a sharp bark of laughter, swooping Jim up with his mechanical arm and noogieing him with the other “You may have horns now but you’ll always be a puny fleshbag to me!”
Normally such a move would have Jim laughing and squirming under Draals grip as he playfully tried to get free, but instead he went completely limp, not reacting in the slightest.
In an instant Draal lifted Jim out and set him on his feet “No more stalling, something is weighing on you, now tell me what the issue is or I’ll hang you by your ankles from the nearest tree,”
Jim let out a heavy sigh, already small body deflating even further “It’s just…hard, after the holiday you know?”
Draal raised an eyeridge, glancing around at the strands of lights and decorations lingering from the celebrations two days previous still adorning the human huts of this village.
“I thought you and your companions reveled until dawn?”
“We did and it was fun and I had a blast, but…”
He trailed off, Draal wanted to prod him and asked him what the heart of the issue was, but forced himself to hold his tongue and wait.
“Now it’s going to be another whole year before I can go out and do things as…me,”
Draal blinked at that “Ah,”
The time after a festival was always a hard one, and Jim must be having an especially difficult time immediately after the only human festival where he could show his true face. Just one of  the many ways the change from human to troll had been and would no doubt continue to be a trial for Jim. A battle he’d no doubt be struggling with for a very long time. As much as he wished to Draal couldn’t lift these burdens from his shoulders, but maybe…
Draal spotted something, neatly lined up in a row in front of a hut, and felt a grin stretch over his face.
“Perhaps, but now you can celebrate as only a troll can,”
“Draal I swear if this is more mud pit wrestling–”
He snagged a gourd with his mechanical hand and tossed it in Jim’s direction, the young troll catching it reflexively while Draal scooped up the other gourds in his stone arm.
“Now that the humans are done with their plant lanterns we get our turn with them,” with that Draal threw back his head and tossed a gourd inside, the orange rind crunching against his teeth, smiling with satisfaction at the taste spreading across his tongue.
“Dude we can’t just eat people’s jack-o-lanterns!”
“The festival is over, the humans have no further use for them. And weren’t you just saying how much of a struggle these gourd lanterns are to dispose of? Clearly we’re doing the humans a favor,”
“Draal these have mold.”
“Which means the flavor will be perfect,” he tossed another into his mouth “Go on,” he got the words out around chunks of orange flesh “Try it,”
Jim gave the gourd one more wary glance before raising it to his mouth and taking a bite.
Draal could pinpoint the exact second the flavor registered, the fleshbag turned troll’s eyes going wide with surprise and delight.
There was nothing quite like seeing a young troll’s first taste of pumpkin.
Instead of looking back up at him Jim took a second bite of his gourd, then a third, only then, cheeks swollen with orange flesh did he look back up at Draal “These are amazing,” he spoke through a mouthful of partially chewed pumpkin “I didn’t even think I could eat plants anymore,”
“I knew you’d enjoy these,” Draal reached over to roughly ruffle his hair “Fleshbag,”
This time Jim smiled and playfully batted his hand away, gourd clutched protectively against his chest “So a patrol’s almost done, and rotting pumpkins are a pain to clean, plus I think the rest of Trollmarket might like some…”
“Ha! Now you know why I brought this,” Draal held up a large sack “Come Trollhunter, now the real hunt begins,”
Jim grinned up at him, tusks stained orange “While we’re gathering these for Trollmarket we have to try a few, make sure they’re good and all,”
Draal let out a hearty laugh “Of course!”
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Horn Care
Wyll Ravengard x male!OC
I have had this fic in the works for a while. It's just a little self-indulgent story of my dnd bard, Romero, with Wyll, with some stuff about his family and whatnot
I would love to answer any questions y'all may have about Romero's family because I love them sm
Dedicated to both @tripleyeeet and @shenanigans-and-imagines for listening to me ramble about these idiots <333
Warnings: mentions of alcohol and food, possibly OOC
Word Count: 1,266
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Romero diligently rubbed the oil over Wyll’s horns, skillfully getting within every groove and crevice. Wyll holds the bottle of high-grade horn oil (though he’s not sure where exactly the bard procured it from), squirting extra in the bard’s hand whenever he asks for more.
Wyll can’t believe for one second this is his first time doing this. And yet, the who for is the biggest question. He wonders if it was learned from caring for past lovers, or even friends who needed an extra hand. It shocks Wyll just how truly little he knows about the person leading them; the person he’s decided to court - properly, if he’s ever given the chance.
“I can feel you thinking,” Romero teases. He’s running his fingers along the undersides of the horns, feeling to ensure he got every spot. “Anything you want to share?”
“I can’t help noticing your distinct lack of horns. How do you know how to do this? Something you picked up on your travels?”
He chuckles. “No. I’ve been doing this since I was little.” Once he’s certain the horns have been fully taken care of, he rounds the stool Wyll sits on, borrowed from Astarion (with promises of two carafes of good wine. A hefty price for one little stool, but worth it, he thinks). He drops the bottle of oil, closed securely, into his pack and plops down on the floor of the tent, leaning back against his arms. “One of my parents, Amrus, is a tiefling. I was always fascinated with his horns. He’d pick me up on his shoulders and carry me around, and I’d hold on and steer him around.”
Wyll could almost picture it. A little boy with unruly hair motioning to be picked up, coming up with imaginative stories, pretending to be riding a dragon. He couldn’t imagine much changed in the years leading up to this moment.
“Well, he adopted some tieflings, too. Wild, little things. And we’re a big, busy family, so I offered to help out. As their horns came in, I took care of them, until they were old enough to learn how to themselves.” Romero smiled fondly, remembering his childhood with nostalgia. He could tell stories for hours of mischief he got up to, fighting with his siblings, whacking people with sticks when they disrespected any of his family. “You get quite good at it when you do it for years.”
“It’s an admirable skill to have, if only for how it was learned. Its uses are a bit… limited.”
“Unless I happen to be with someone in possession of horns,” the bard says, smirking up at the warlock. “Results of a deal with a devil or otherwise.”
“If you don’t mind my prying, how many parents do you have? You mention them a lot.”
The moon casts them in a cool glow. Light bounces off Wyll’s horns. The open amusement of the bard is perfectly accentuated, as though the shadows pull back just so he can be admired.
“Ah, plenty. Let’s see, are we counting all of them, or just the ones my father is married to?”
Wyll chuckles. “All of them, to start.”
Romero begins ticking off fingers, listing names as he went in a low murmur. He didn’t stop even after he ran out of fingers. “Twelve, technically.” Wyll gaped at him.
“Twelve parents?! How do you keep them all straight?”
“Well, not all of them live with us at one time. I only grew up around six of them; the other four live elsewhere, traveling or providing shelter to any of us kids who happen to wander in their areas. The last two have passed - and the mindflayer only counts as a parent because of my father’s insistence.”
“A mindflayer?!” He pushed himself up so he could gape down at his partner. “Your father was with one of those rubber-skinned Ilithids?!”
“Eh, it’s one of his stranger exploits.” Romero smirked, as though he’d gone through this exact bewilderment before. Though, Wyll supposes he must’ve done. “You haven’t even asked how many siblings I have.”
“I can’t begin to fathom.” He sighed, mentally preparing himself. “How many?”
Romero looks far too eager to share the number. “Eighteen.”
“How do you all fit in that house?!”
“My father and some of my parents help him build new additions. You should see it - it’s about as chaotic as the people who live in it.”
He gestured grandly, hands telling the story as much as his words. Wyll could picture him standing on a table in a tavern, spinning wild tales to enraptured guests all night long. It was like a fire lit in his eye. A spring added itself into his every motion.
“It reaches as high as any palace, built of hand-hewn planks and sun-dried bricks. The thundering of stairs as we all come racing down for Pimbul’s cooking - she’s the best damn cook, and he always makes plenty of extra. Laughter and music pouring out of every window, every balcony, every door - the sound of our love uncontainable.” He sighed wistfully, hands falling back at his side. “As soon as this is over, I’m headed straight back. I’ve been gone for too long.”
Wyll smiled. Romero poured affection for his family any time they came up, which was surprisingly often. An eight-pointed star on his chest denoted himself as a child of the famous Gerhart Tulb, adventurer and well-known flirt. Any time they weren’t in armor, his shirt was opened to proudly display the tattoo. Which meant everywhere they weren’t fighting, there was someone who recognized it. He always used it as an opportunity to relay the tales his father had told of his own adventures, and one’s he’d picked up from his siblings along the road. It was admirable.
“How long have you been away?” he asks as he lays back down. Though, his eyes don’t stray from him, even as the stars glimmer and flicker, begging for his attention.
Romero sighs and turns onto his side. “Almost a year. I know that’s not a very long time,” he offers Wyll a sympathetic smile, “I just miss everyone so much.”
“You’ll have a lot to share when you see them again.” Wyll rolls over as well, though his horns make it difficult to actually be comfortable. They were nice and shiny from his partner’s careful hands, but they were still a damned nuisance. “Grandiose tales of tadpoles and curses, of love and loss. The perfect story.”
“A story’s only as good as the person telling it.” He frowned, reaching out to hesitantly take Wyll’s hand. Calluses roughened his fingertips from his lute. Even more covered his palm from battles hard fought. “I don’t know how this story will end,” he begins slowly, almost a whisper, “but if–” He squeezes Wyll’s hand. “-- when we win, I wanted to bring you back with me. All of you, if I can. I know it’s a lot to ask, to drag all of you back on the road, but-”
Wyll squeezed his hand with a bright smile. “We’d all be glad to meet them. I can only imagine how a reunion with a family of bards must be.”
Romero grinned, sitting up and eagerly launching into another story. Wild descriptions of dancing and singing and drinking that lasted for an entire week. About a dance that all the kids did for the parents involving swords and drums. Fireworks, illusions, and so, so much more. Wyll could almost picture it all. And even crazier: he could almost picture himself there at Romero’s side.
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