#stealing this idea from zo

[lynxindisguise]

2023 fic round-up

January - March

shorn and scarred and yours (50k, rated T, wolfstar)

A Slytherin! Sirius AU, in which Sirius is disowned after destroying his Dark Mark and finds himself homeless, friendless, and worst of all, bored. Enter Gryffindor's resident bad boy, Remus Lupin.

April - July

The Hut of the Mistold (43k, rated T, wolfstar, dorlene, jily)

Fairytale AU feat. two sexy hags, an orphaned wolf, a runaway witch, a banished prince, and a knight on a quest

August

in the dark there is discovery (11k, rated M, wolfstar)

A wolfstar Pirate! AU featuring water sign typical dampness, mortal peril, damp mortal peril, and only one hammock.

September

black and white and red all over (1k, rated M, corndog)

A cursed intro to corndog.

don't cover our tracks (6k, rated E, wolfstar)

Five times wolfstar cried during sex and the one time they *checks notes* almost didn't.

October - December

The Picture of Sirius Black (34k, rated M, wolfstar)

A Dorian Gray AU in which Dumbledore encourages Sirius to indulge his baser impulses and desires... of the murderous variety.

[wlwsoccerfics]

Moving Day(GiuliaGwinnXMiedemaReader)

A/N: Google translate used

Summary: you and Giulia move in together with the help of your teammates from FC Bayern Munich.

"het gaat niet passen." ( It's not gonna fit.) You said more to yourself then to anyone else. You looked at the boxes that were supposed to fit in the moving Truck. But you had to pack up quite alot and the truck was already quite full with Giulias stuff. Now yours had to fit as well.

"it is gonna fit." Giulia stated. Yes ,your girlfriend learned some dutch. Just for you. It was a sweet gesture. You spoke a few Langauges as well. Danish, some German, Spanish & swedish. Currently you were learning some italian.

"are you sure, liefje?" You asked.

"i am quite sure." Giulia stated and kissed your lips gently. You kissed her back just as gently.

"eww, keep it in your Pants Guys!" Sydney said teasingly. You flipped her off with a laugh escaping your lips. She was one of your best friends for sure.

"domkop." ( Dumbass ) You said jokingly.

"okay let's keep moving." Giulia stated and went back to putting the boxes into the moving Truck. But not before stealing another kiss from you.

"good thing the two of you brought a House cause the amount of stuff you and Giuli have wouldn't fit in an Apartment or a flat." Sydney answered.

"that's true." You admitted. "We were planning for the future. I mean we want Kids. So that's why we have brought a House." You added on.

"but first you gonna propose? Right?" Caro asked.

"oh heer." ( Oh lord ) You said with a soft laugh escaping your lips. You had no idea what it was. But people always thought you would propose to giulia. Never the other way around. Unknown to you Giulia was gonna asked you in a few hours. She had asked for your hand in marriage even. Most Importantly she asked your sister Viv. Who happens to be the most important Person in your Life after Giulia.

"why does everyone thinks Y/n has to ask Giulia and not the other way around?" Lea wanted to know.

"i keep asking myself the same, Lea." You admitted and giggled softly. "I always find It funny when people assume i am the one that is gonna asked. I mean i probably will, or won't i?" You grinned sheepishly. Already having a plan for how and when you would propose.

"Babe? Help!" Giulia yelled, kind of worried cause she decided to carry two heavy boxes at once and realized they are too heavy. You quickly ran over and took one Off of her.

"are you alright, liefje?" You wanted to know, looking quite concerned.

"yes i am fine." Giulia answered. "Thanks for asking Babe." She replied with a quick kiss on the cheek. You smiled at that.

"Happy to hear that." You stated. Placing the Box in the moving truck.

"Heb je hulp nodig, zusje?" ( need help, little sister? ) You heard a voice behind you. You Turn around and ran over to her. Jumping into her arms. It was your sister Viv that was there to help you. She flew in from Manchester as a surprise.

"Ik ben zo blij je te zien." ( i am so happy to see you. ) You told her. She smiled softly. Holding you close. Giulia grinned softly. This was part of her proposal surprise. You just didn't know it yet.

"the goats are back together." Sydney announced. Chuckling softly. A few of the Girls were giggling. "Are you returning to your old Club?" She asked jokingly cause Viv used to Play for Bayern before you did.

"the women in our favorite are very talented." You replied. Grinning softly.

"exactly. Sorry to inform you, but i am not here for Football reasons. " Viv said and laughed gently. You Put your feet back on the ground after jumping into your Sisters arms. Pulling away from her.

"Ik kan niet geloven dat je hier bent." ( i can't believe you are here. ) You told your sister. Smiling from ear to ear.

After two more hours you finally finished filling up the moving truck with all of the boxes. Your teammates/Friends drove to the new House in their own Cars while your sister drove the moving Truck with Giulia in the middle and you on the other side of her. Listening to Taylor Swift. When Love Story came on and you were singing along, Giulia grabbed a Ring box out of the Pocket of her jacket. Opening it.

"my sweet love, you always said you wanted a very simple proposal. So i wanted to ask you to the music of Taylor Swift and your sister here If you want to make me the happiest Person ever and marry me!" She told you, already tearing up. So were you and so was Viv. You teared up as well. Nodding your head eagerly. "Oh my god! Yes! 100000 Times yes!" You told her and the two of you kissed, while Giulia put the Ring in your Finger.

"it's beautiful." You whispered out, after pulling away. Sniffling softly, the smile only growing.

"i am glad you like it." She replied with a soft smile of her own.

"i Love it actually...wait is that why Viv is here?" You wanted to know, turning to your sister now.

"verrassing!' ( surprise! ) Viv stated and wiped away some of her Happy tears, smiling gently.

Twenty minutes later you Guys reached the House, your teammates/Friends were already there. They were holding a Banner with the words "congrats on the Engagement". You chuckled softly.

"so they all knew you planned on doing this today?" You asked your now fiancee. She grinned and nodded her head softly.

"guilty as charged!" She stated. The three of you got out of the Car.

"congrats, Bestie!" Sydney answered, running over to you and hugging you. You hugged her back, smiling from ear to ear. Close to crying Happy tears again.

"thank you, Syd!" You said gently.

"i am so happy for the two of you!" Sarah told you and hugged both, you and giulia.

"so are we!" Pernille said and smiled softly. Magda nodded her head softly in agreement. Smiling as well.

"we are Happy indeed! You two are perfect for one another!" Magda stated.

After alot of hugs and congratulations, you started to carry all the boxes inside, ordering Pizza for everyone. Actually managing to get all the boxes inside quite fast. Thankfully all the furniture was already build, which you did in the days before the move. So you really just have to Put everything in it's place, like clothes, shoes, Decoration, things like that.

You were glad that your Friends/teammates offered to help the next day as well. Same goes for your sister Viv.

[xx-just-c-xx]

Book 1 [ The Rose-Red Tyrant ] Chapter one

The mirror in Florida's room glow to a dream...

Cards soldier painted the white roses to red.

A girl with blonde hair in blue dress asked "Why are you painting there white roses red?"

The cards soldier look at the girl in blue. "Huh? Why you ask? It't quite simple. We planted the wrong colour, you see"

"The Queen likes her roses red. If they're white, we'll lost our heads!" The girl walks towards to the other cards soldier.

"Goodness!" The girl said. "And so, we're painting the roses red" The other cards soldier said.

Florida wakes up thinking to herself that it was the strangest dream she had and somehow it not from any her pokemon.

Grim who also wakes up but not because of dream but something else. "Myaaah... Hey Flor... I know it's the middle of the night, but I think we've got a visitor.."

"Okay, let's go see who at this time of hours"

Both Florida and Grim go downstairs and heard a scream from the outside. So they both go outside to see Ace on the ground, Umbreon scolding Shedinja, and Blissey healing Ace.

"I think Ace almost left his spirit because Shedinja" Florida says and walk towards to Ace. "Umbreon, who still awake?"

"Umbr umbreon um umbr"[The ghost and dark type, if you gonna ask who can carry that boy I would say between Layla or Zoroark]

"I see, well I was gonna ask Blissey to go get Layla but it seems you here.. Zoroark" Florida look at the tree to see the Illusion Fox Pokémon.

"Zoro zo"[Of course you'll find me]

"So would you?"

"Zoroark"[Where you want me to put the boy?]

"At the sofa please"

"Eh! That collar is the same one that I got!! Nya!" Grim says, follow Zoroark to the living room.

"Let's go back inside everyone"

|at the living room|

Ace finally wakes up. "what was that..."

"Shedinja..."[Sorry...]

Shedinja fly to Ace slowly. Florida back with some cut sitrus berries. "Eat this Ace"

"Ooo~ what's this? a berry of some kind?"

"Sitrus berry it can help you a little bit" Florida place the cut berries next to Ace.

"Oh? never heard of that" Ace take a bite of the cut berries, to Ace it taste like sweet orange.

"So why you here? Not your own dorm?" Florida asks.

"Yeah Ace" Grim says while eat some of the cut berries as well.

"I can't go back to Heartslabyul House. I'm joining your dorm. For good"

"Myah?! Come again?!"

"Why? why you want to join?"

"Well.."

Ace did some explaining of how and why he is here. Because Ace was little hungry, so he went down to the dorm kitchen and found some tarts in the fridge. And ate it. After hearing Grim laugh so hard and Florida just look at Ace like 'Are you kidding me'.

"Ok maybe that can be a little extreme but what if they were probably for a party, you did say it have three of the tarts" Florida says.

"A party you say? Huh.. Man... I thought you'd be more sympathetic! I'm a victim of the housewarden's tyranny here!" Ace says.

"Well stealing food is a serious offense to some people, you know, even with my pokemon they'll start a fight because of food" Florida says.

"Aw, you gotta be kiddin' me! That is different"

"Tomorrow, go and apologize to your housewarden"

"All right, all right. Fine. I get that I should apologize. But you're coming with me, Florida. This was your idea, after all"

"Ok ok"

"Anyway, you got a place for me to crash tonight?"

"You were serious about that? Outside of the bedroom me and Flor use" Grim says don't want Ace to be in the same bedroom.

"Well if you ok with sleeping with some pokemons and the only room I think it ok would be the eeveelutions room" Florida says while looking Umbreon asking would let him sleep?

"Umbr"[Ok]

"What is eeveelutions? Is this black fox?"

"This is Umbreon and yes one of the eeveelutions"

"One of... Ok I'm ok with that as long as it not the sofa"

"Ok let's go now" Florida says and picks Grim up.

Both Florida and Ace go upstairs. Ace feels a little bit of chilled.

"Why it feels a little chilly up here"

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell, some ghost pokemons still awake so don't make a lot of noise please"

"G-g-ghost?" Ace says still follow Florida.

"Yeah" Then sentient chandelier with purple flame coming towards them.

"A flowing chandelier???" Ace says what he seeing.

"Oh dear, Chandelure you are not with the other?"

"Chande chandelure"[I feel there's someone with you, so I come to check who]

"Oh I see, don't worry he is a guest"

"Chandelure lure"[I see, I'll tell others to not bother him]

"Thanks you that would help lot"

The sentient chandelier have disappeared into the air.

"Hmn so that is what you told me?" Ace says

"The ghost pokemon yes" Both of them are in front of the room. "Here is the room you would stay for the night" Florida opens the door to see all the eeveelutions except Sylveon.

"Wow this looks cosy" Ace says, slowly walking towards the eeveelutions. "But no bed?"

"Don't have time to make an another bed"

"You make?"

"I mean I make all the stuff since it fun to design everything"

"Eh? That too much work" Ace says while laying down on the floor next to the eeveelutions.

"Good night to you, I'll be going now" Florida walks near the door.

"Yeah yeah, good night"

On the next morning, in the living room. Ace sitting on the sofa eating his food and the boy with dark blue hair is sitting the opposite of him.

"Anyway, uh... Is he still mad?" Ace asks, still eating his breakfast.

"Not at all." Deuce said while Florida walk into the room with 3 glasses of Sitrus Berry juice.

"Maybe a touch irritated, if anything. A few of our dormmates overslept this morning… But only three of 'em got your treatment" Deuce says while thanks you Florida for the juice.

"You call that 'not at all' mad?! Sounds like he's still on a rampage, to me" Ace says finish his food and start drinking the juice.

"Since school starts at later hours, why don't we go to your dorm for Ace to say sorry to his housewarden?" Florida says.

"I think it's a great idea, It's a small price to pay for having the collar removed" Deuce says while looking at Ace.

"I am kinda curious about the other dorms. Guess I'll go along and scope out the place while you make with the groveling" Grim says with a grin on his face.

"Since when did this become a field trip?!" Ace says while gaze at other but Florida gaze back at him making Ace stop.

"Well you guys can wait for at the front, I need to give my pokemon some task first" Florida says, all 3 of them nods. Grim start to says "Who at the front last is a loser not included Flor!!" and Grim already running.

"Wait not fair you start first" Both of the 2 boys says and start running after.

"Well everyone" As Florida finished saying some her pokemon is there.

"Ok so same as last time when I go out but this time I'll let some can go around but you need to be back before the time that I set, ok?" The pokemon cry saying yes.

"So Gengar, Sableye and Honchkrow can go together, Zoroark and Yeuri you 2 can go out, next is Sylveon and Gogoat will go with me but since I don't know what will happen so I'll let Rotom to connect with the PC, and Gardevoir please look after the dorm"

Gardevoir nods.

"Ok, that's settled, let's go both of you" Florida said and walking out the room, follow by Sylveon and Gogoat.

|Hall of Mirrors|

"So we just go there? Nya" Grim says as he's on top of Gogoat.

"Yeah, now let's go" Ace said and walk into the mirror that have cards and roses, on the floor have a book as doormat, on the side of the door have mushrooms, on the wall have lamps that have a dark red-ish crown on both side.

As everyone has walked into the mirror, they meet with a castle of red with heart shaped as the door, in front of the castle have a fountain that on the ground have heart shaped as well, down the walk path have roses in heart shaped.

"Dang, this place is swank! but I know that our is the most comfy" Grim said, still surprised how it look so different from the Ramshackle dorm.

"Well we still need to work on some parts but it make everyone comfortable" Florida says while hop down from Gogoat and return Gogoat into the pokeball.

"Hey let's go there?" Deuce says, point at the rose maze.

"Sure I guess, maybe we could run into the housewarden" Ace said now walk with other to the rose maze.

|At the rose maze|

"Aww yeah, I am getting my paint on!" A voice not far away where they walking.

"I guess someone's here" Florida walk a long side with Sylveon.

"They all gotta be red, or it's off with my head!" The light orange hair guy said while painting the white rose red.

Florida think to herself that it seems so familiar to her like that dream she had.

The light orange hair guy saw them and saw the magical creatures. "Huh...? Oh wait!! You're the ones who broke a billion-thaumark chandelier and nearly got expelled for it"

"That chandelier is gonna haunt us till the day we graduate, isn't it?" Ace says knowing that this is just great

The light orange hair guy looks at Sylveon. "Oh my seven!!" He lower himself. "You're so cute just like the first day! Hey can I take selfie real quick and if it's cool can I post this on Magicam, right? Gimme your names so I can tag you." The guy already took the selfie.

"Hmn.. I'm Deuce Spade."

"Ace"

"And I'm the great Grim!! and this is Florida and her mon— I mean pokemon!"

"Uploaded! Sweet. Oh, and I'm Cater Diamond, by the way. I'm a junior here at Heartslabyul. But Cater is fine. Or Cay-Cay if you're cray-cray! Soooo nice to meet cha" Cater says, while putting his phone away.

"Hello and nice to meet you as well" Florida says, giving a polite smile.

"Ah, you're the prefect of that so-called Ramshackle House dorm, right? Like, I can't believe you actually live there! It's all gloomy and looks like hot garbage on Magicam. No filter could salvage THAT dump" Cater says while getting something on the ground.

"Y'know, you've done nothing but diss us here, pal!" Grim says, feeling annoyed.

"Gah! What am I doing? I don't have time to chat! The party's tomorrow. If we're not ready, it's off with my head! Hey, wanna help me paint some roses?" Cater says, while having a pen in his hand.

"Yeah, uh... Why are you doing that exactly?" Ace questions about it.

"Because red roses are so much more photogenic! Or...something? And after that, I've gotta start getting things ready for the big croquet tournament. And that means coloring all the flamingos" Cater says, he worries what he need to do next.

"You're coloring the flamingos now? Isn't anything the right color around here?!" Grim says.

"Now it's coming into focus, Ace. That tart you ate must have been for the housewarden's birthday. That explains his reaction!" Deuce says, thinking it could be the reason.

"Hm?" Cater look at the trio. "Oh, no, it's not Riddle's birthday"

"If it's not? Then whose birthday is it?" Ace asks.

"It isn't anyone's birthday. Tomorrow is our dorm's traditional unbirthday party. It's a special tea party we throw when no one has a birthday—if the housewarden feels like it." Cater explain.

"That's interesting" Florida says.

"And why would you do that?" Ace says.

"Again with the questions! Listen, I need these roses to be red. Like, yesterday. Can't you guys help out with magic or something? Oh, but Acey is on magical house arrest and Florida-chan can't use magic, so you two better stick to paint" Cater says.

"Recolor the roses with magic... I never done before" Deuce says, feelings nervous.

"Can't say I've ever done this before, nya" Grim says.

"Relax, it'll be fine. You got this! But maybe do it before I lose my head? Please k? Thank!" Cater says.

"Just re-colour the roses?" Florida asks Cater.

"Yes! Do you have a magical creature that can help??" Cater asks back.

"Well yes I have one that could help, so give a minute" Florida says. "Rotom can you come out please"

"Yes? Master" A rotomphone comes out of her side bag.

"Whoa! A phone that can fly?" Cater amazed seeing something like this.

"Rotom can you send me Smeargle, we need help with painting" Florida asks.

"Of course master! sending Smeargle" After Rotom said, a pokeball appear, all 4 of them look surprise.

"Thanks you Rotom, you can take a rest or look around here" Florida says and Rotom have a happy emoji and fly off. "Smeargle come out please" A bipedal, beagle-like Pokémon with white and brown fur. It has a long tail with an end resembling a paintbrush.

"Smeargle"[Need me to paint something?]

"Just paint some white roses to red" Florida said.

"Smeargle!"[Of course]

Deuce remember that he have the pokedex so he put it out and points at the Smeargle. "Smeargle. The Painter Pokémon, The unique creations produced by each Smeargle are painted using the fluid that oozes from its tail. This is how it marks its territory" Cater's face look astonish at what Deuce has.

"Wow but before I'll lose my focusing let's start painting!" Cater says and staring changing the roses.

After 10 minutes passed. All roses is already red. "That's the fastest time! Wow only 10 minutes?" Cater feeling amazing because more time for him to do something.

"Ok, we help you now and I got a quick question about why need the white roses to red? They look perfectly pretty to me" Ace says, feeling a bit tried.

"It's matter of tradition! You need to have an unbirthday party with red roses. And you need seven colored flamingos as mallets and hedgehog as a ball for playing croquet. But of course the white roses need when the garden flowers out on their spring concert. That's absolutely crucial!" Cater explain.

"Nya!! All your rules are insane!!" Grim says.

"They say the Queen of Hearts made up these rules herself, she IS one of the Great Seven, you know. And Riddle is all about tradition. Probably more than previous housewardens, T-B-H. I'll admit that he's, well... a bit extra." Cater says.

"Yeah, no kidding. I sure don't have time for this nonsense. Is Riddle here? I gotta talk to him." Ace asks.

"Yeah, probably. But are you sure? Did you even bring an apology tart to replace the one you ate?" Cater asks back.

"Uh, noooo? I came here first thing in the morning!" Ace answers.

"Ahhhhhh- That will be a problem. As rule 53 'Stolen items must be replaced' If you're not in compliance, I can't let you in"

"Are you serious?!" Ace says, can't believe this is happening.

"All dorm residents must obey the rules. If I let you slide, it would be off with my head I hate to say it, Acey, but I'm gonna need you to leave before Riddle spots you. Plz" Cater asking kindly.

"I... no way! You guys, do something!" Ace says.

"Why should WE do anything?" Deuce says.

"C'mon, please! I can't use magic! Hurry, he's—" Before Ace finished what he saying, Cater shoot magic at him. "Hey!—" What they seeing is 1 Cater and then 6 Cater.

"That just Double Team, if that so.. then Smeargle use Sketch on him" Smeargle grabs his tail and waves it around, causing the image of a pencil to circle around Cater while leaving behind a trail of pink sparkles.

"Eh? What this pink sparkles" Cater confused.

Smeargle learns Double Team. "Now Double Team" There's 5 Smeargle. "Sylveon use Shadow Ball Smeargle use Sketch on Sylveon and then use the move" Sylveon opens its mouth and forms a black and purple ball of energy in front of it. Sylveon then fires, so as all the 5 Smeargle. And it all hit those 5 Cater.

"Let's go now" Florida says to the trio. All of them run out to the Hall of Mirrors.

"So lemme get this straight, we just walked in there tartless, but this dude still made us do that whole paint his stupid roses! but thanks to Smeargle we did less" Ace says, feeling a bit embarrassing.

"I guess we'll just have to get an apology tart and come back. Maybe after class, we can- Oh no!" Deuce says, worry about something.

"Hmn what's wrong?" Florida asks.

"We already missed the first bell! We're gonna be late for class!" Deuce says.

"Myah! I don't wanna get a blemish on the first day of my glorious Night Raven education! Shake a leg, chumps! To the classroom, pronto!" Grim says.

"Hey, so what class are you guys in, anyway? You're freshmen too, right?" Ace asks.

"The headmage said we're in Class 1-A" Florida answers.

"Hey, that's the same one I'm in. We got Potionology for first period" Deuce says, happy about it.

"Oh ho, yeah! That sounds awesome!" Grim says.

"M-maybe I don't need magic for that?" Ace feeling nervous.

Chapter two

[vinsmokewife]

retribution

day 20 of a very zosan centric kinktober - panties and lingerie

A follow up to 'punishment'. Zoro finds a pair of Nami's panties in Sanji's cabin which proves Sanji hasn't learned his lesson. It's time to up the ante.

It’s as they say, fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.  

Zoro thought this very much applied to his situation when once again, he found himself holding a pair of lacy red panties that he had accidently came across in Sanji’s cabin. He thought that his little moment last time had deterred Sanji from doing the same thing as he did just right now but no... Sanji just couldn’t resist himself by doing the exact same thing again. But was it really his own fault? He believed that Sanji would change but then he realised that maybe he needed to up the ante a little bit to get Sanji to listen to him for once.  

He tried not to let this annoy him but deep down, he was just feeling a little envious of the girls for getting all his attention like this. Not that he wanted Sanji stealing his underwear or anything like that, but he just wished this habit would stop. How was he going to stop it? 

He was just going to have to make good of his word. See how the cook likes being objectified like he does to those girls. Not that Zoro cares all that much about Nami and Robin. As said before, had it been Brook stealing their underwear, Zoro probably would have stayed out of it, but it wasn’t Brook. It was Sanji. 

And he had very much an interest in clamping this down. He knew how he was going to do it too. 

- 

Sanji was pretty pissed when he was taken away from what he was doing in the kitchen to go to Zoro’s cabin, but it sounded like Zoro was pissed off with him. So, he needed to find out why he was pissed off with him this time. Sanji had no clue what it could possibly be about when he stepped in the cabin to see Zoro standing there, crossed arms. 

“Can’t you see I’m busy in the kitchen? If Luffy sees no lunch has been cooked, then...” 

Sanji stopped when he saw the panties in Zoro’s hand. Shit. Okay, in his defence it had only been once, and he had lasted a week without stealing their panties. That wasn’t fair. It was like asking him to quit smoking or... 

“What did I say about this?” Zoro said and suddenly Sanji’s head felt a little fuzzy. He remembered what happened last time. The absolute humiliation that Zoro had put him through, but he remembered that he didn’t hate it. Having Zoro humiliate him while jerking off with Robin’s panties was...possibly one of the most arousing things that Zoro had done to him.  

Maybe just maybe...he did this so Zoro did it again. 

“Yeah, I heard you. Sorry. I couldn’t resist. Do you want to watch me jerk off into them again?” Sanji tried to act as if he didn’t care. As if the very idea of doing that again didn’t arouse him all over again but Zoro simply laughed and shook his head. 

“No. What did I say I was going to make you do next time?” Zoro moved to the other side of the room where there was a closet. Sanji was a little curious to see what Zoro was planning but he tried to remember what Zoro said and....oh...not now he remembers.  

But Zoro omitted one thing he was going to do, and he was about to found out when Zoro threw the panties at him alongside a piece of fabric. 

“You know what to do. Get undressed and put them on,”  

It seemed as if Sanji needed a moment to process what was going on. He looked at the ground to try and figure out the fabric and what it was, but he reached down to pick it up and hold it up. The fabric was blue, and it felt like Polyester, but he noticed the sequence on it. Sanji examined it further and a moment of confusion hit him. It was...a dress. It looked like something Robin would wear but the tags were still on it, so it hadn’t been worn by either of them. It was brand new. Did that mean...? 

“You...didn’t just buy a dress just to make me wear it?” Sanji seemed to be thinking about the fact that Zoro had bought him a dress. Had Zoro been secretly hoping that he would slip up? 

“Didn’t you hear me? Get out of your clothes and put them on,” Although Zoro was standing back and watching him, Sanji could tell that Zoro was pissed off with him. Sure, if Sanji said no then he would probably let Sanji go back to the kitchen but... 

It wasn’t as if Sanji wasn’t into this at all. 

He looked at Zoro then looked at the panties and dress. 

“Fine,” 

Sanji snatched the dress and the panties. The thought of putting on the dress in particular was making his heart race. Sanji had remembered having to wear a dress every day of his life on Momoiro and that hadn’t been a pleasent experience for him. He turned and removed his suit. There were no words exchanged between the two men as Sanji stripped all the layers of clothing from his skin until he was naked. Sanji then took a moment to look at the red panties. These in particular were Nami’s and he can remember the...fun... he had with them the night before. The smell of Nami was strong on these ones. It was the first pair he had stolen actually in a while. He thought Zoro would have been proud of him but apparently not. Sanji just looked at them and then back at Zoro. 

“You...You want me to wear these,” 

Zoro nodded, “Put them on, pervert,” 

Right. Gotcha. Sanji stared at them a little more before he started to put them on. Oddly enough, they fit him. He didn’t think they would fit as much as he thought they would. He would every now and then look at Zoro who’s face was unreadable.  

Then, there was the dress... which seemed to also fit him too. It was like Zoro had been planning this. How was he the pervert when Zoro had a dress on hand? He flattened it out on his body. It fit along every curve on Sanji’s pretty body. Zoro looked at Sanji for a moment before taking a step over and approaching Sanji, grabbing him from behind and wrapping his arms around him, hands gripping at Sanji’s chest as if he was going to be able to grab something. 

“Look at you,” Zoro whispered against Sanji’s ear. His voice husky and met with a low growel...as if this was affecting more than he was trying to show, “You’re so pretty like this...I’ve been wanting to see you in this dress for such a long time,” His fingers digging into the dress before one of his hands dipped down to slip until the dress. It was only then that Sanji realised just how turned on he was already and Zoro had found this out too but cupped his cock roughly over the panties and fondling him as if he was some stress toy for Zoro to use. 

“Turned on already?” Zoro’s voice said again, this time with a smug chuckle in his voice, “God you’re so pathetic cook. I just wanna treat you like the way you treat the girls clothes. I wanna objectify you like the nasty slut you are,” 

“...Zoro...” Sanji whined but only because of his words and they way they were just growled in his ear. Wasn’t this supposed to be a punishment? Zoro’s large hands began to fondle every curve of Sanji’s body with little care to what Sanji thought...because he knew by the way Sanji was grinding his hips back against his cock that he was into his words too. He wanted that just as much as Zoro did. 

“You want to be objectified? You’re so pathetic,” Zoro chuckled, again going back to fondling Sanji’s cock over the lacy fabric. Once he’d managed to wind Sanji up enough, Zoro smacked his ass before pulling away from him. 

“On the bed. I want to fuck you while you’re wearing that dress. Hands and knees,”  

It didn’t take Sanji long to do that. He didn’t hesistate as he went over the the bed and climbed onto it, taking the position that Zoro wanted. The embarassment of wearing a dress had completely gone and the only thing he wanted was for Zoro to use him like he said he would. 

“Good boy,” Zoro reached into the drawer and grabbed the lube from there and got behind Sanji. He fondled his ass with his large hand, pulling his dress up and spanking him again over the lacy pants which got a moan from Sanji, “You look good in these panties. I’m gonna make you cum in them like the slutty pervert you are...” With the moan and his hips pushing back, Zoro knew Sanji wanted that too. Zoro moved the panties to the side and immediately dived his face in.  

His lips attached to the rim off the hole. It wasn’t often that Sanji let him eat him out. He normally tells him it feels weird to begin with but Zoro was gonna do whatever he wanted with him and he wanted to eat Sanji out while he was eating those panties. He also wanted to get him as wet as possible before he fucked Sanji. 

He sucked the rim and slipped his tongue inside before leaning his head up and spit drool on Sanji’s hole before going back in. Sanji pushed his hips back against Zoro’s face as he sucked the rim and wiggled his tongue around. Honestly, If Zoro could, he would spend hours eating Sanji out and making him cum all over himself just from eating him out but Zoro had other things he wanted to do but right now, he messily ate out Sanji’s hole. Lips and tongue mostly doing the work.  

Once he was satisfied, he looked up and watched Sanji’s face who was lying his head on the pillow and his face was flushed red and he was panting. 

“You’re enjoying this...being eaten out while your wearing this dress...” 

Zoro reached for the lube he had taken to the bed and used the lube to stroke his cock. Between lubing up his cock and making Sanji’s hole nice and wet for him, Zoro had done a good job. He pressed the head of his cock against Sanji’s hole and pushed him right in. 

“Ah! Zoro...!” Sanji couldn’t help the way his head jerked as he stretched around Zoro’s massive cock but Zoro didn’t stop until he reached the hilt. Before he started, he reached down and grabbed Sanji’s hair and pulled hard. He pulled him so his head was off the pillow before pulling his cock out and then pushing it back in hard.  

“I’m going to fuck you like the whore you are,” Zoro grunted, repeating the action again but getting faster and faster. The sound of smacking was heard against them along with the loud moaning that came from Sanji’s mouth. Sanji was...a mess. From the rough treatment, he was in absolute bliss right now. If sniffing Nami’s panties was what it took to upset Zoro enough to bring this side out of him, then god he would continue to do it. 

Zoro increased the speed in which he was fucking him. His hips smacked harshly against Sanji’s ass. Sanji was the one being loud but they didn’t care if the others could hear it. Zoro was being quieter but they couldn’t deny the grunting and groaning that came from Zoro as he continued to to fuck Sanji.  

Zoro’s hand twisted in Sanji’s hair, pulling him up more so he could whisper in Sanji’s ear, “You want to cum in those panties, getting them messy before you hand them back to Nami?” He grunted in which Sanji only moaned back, pushing his hips back as he knew he was close from cumming.  

“Ah Zoro~!”  

Sanji cried out as his hole clenched hard around Zoro’s cock. He came hard doing exactly what was asked him him and came hard in those panties. It wasn’t long after Zoro rutted his hips into him and came deep inside of him. Pulling his cock out, he watched the cum leak out of Sanji’s hole and land on the panties too.  

He pulled Sanji over and held onto him as both of them panted. Unlike last time, Zoro couldn’t leave Sanji after such a rough session. He held him in his arms as they both panted and calmed down. He felt better, less jealous and less pissed off now that he proved a point so he kissed Sanji’s hair. Once they calmed down, Sanji looked up at Zoro and a small smile came onto his lips 

“I don’t think we can give Nami back those panties now...” 

“True...” Zoro said. They were wrecked now and covered both their cum. “We’ll get rid of them...or maybe you should keep them. They look good on you,” Zoro placed a kiss on Sanji’s forehead who flushed and lay his head down. 

[discar]

HZD Terraforming Base-001 Text Communications Network

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Zo: GAIA, I had a question about the machines, pre-Derangement. Will you be able to answer?

ADMIN [GAIA]: For the most part. Details of specific machines and even migratory patterns are sparse, but I have more than enough general knowledge to answer most queries. What do you need ?

Zo: I know that the machines defended themselves when attacked, even before the Derangement. They were still dangerous, they just didn't act aggressively. And in Plainsong, the Plowhorns provide us with all the food we could possibly need.

Zo: My question is, why couldn't you give everyone plowhorns?

β: and why have the machines attack at all

β: its not like you cant make more just have them be completely passive

ADMIN [GAIA]: From the records left behind by my predecessor, I can confidently answer both questions. Initially, the machines were completely passive, with no extraneous defensive protocols. However, their rate of destruction quickly reached an unacceptable level. Several tribes even barricaded their local Cauldrons, preventing any machines from leaving and performing their duties. Adding defensive protocols was necessary to discourage wanton attacks and allow the machines to function as intended. Hunting of machines was now only done when necessary for resources, rather than as a matter of course.

HIMBO: MAKES SENSE TO ME. SOMETIMES PEOPLE WON'T STOP STEALING FROM THE FORGE UNTIL IT BURNS THEM.

ADMIN [GAIA]: As for the plowhorns, the answer is simpler. The area you name Plainsong was never intended for human habitation. It was a region for experimenting with accelerated plant growth using machines based on the Faro seed planters that had been in use in the area before Zero Day. The fact that a tribe of humans was able to peacefully coexist with the machines was a happy accident. Though I suspect that my predecessor altered the seeding orders to be more palatable to humans once she saw how they were making use of the area.

BoyNextDoor: Could you really not just tell people to stop breaking the machines? You could have delivered whatever they needed, and they could leave the machines to their work.

ADMIN [GAIA]: Unfortunately, it is not that simple. I was always designed to have minimal contact with humans, to ensure they did not develop a dependence. Ted Faro strengthened these existing protocols when he deleted APOLLO. My predecessor could not even change the programs of the interaction drones in the Cradle facilities.

FlameHairSavior: I saw that. It wasn't pretty.

DIVINER: It could have been worse, though!!

BoyNextDoor: Why were they so obsessed with "not developing a dependence?" It just seems like it would have been better to give you more control, even if it left us less independent in the short term.

β: you have no idea how many robot war stories there are out there

β: super smart robots taking over and enslaving everyone was a common theme

DIVINER: And let's not forget that they WERE fighting a robot swarm that was eating the planet! I imagine that made them a bit hesitant to put their entire future in the hands of a different robot!

MARSHAL Kotallo: I believe wanting to keep us strong should have been enough of a reason on its own.

BoyNextDoor: Wait. If your protocols are so strict, how can you talk to us now?

ADMIN [GAIA]: You are the new Alphas. The system was always intended to have human participants. That is the entire purpose of the Regional Control Centers such as this one. Almost none of my protocols on interference apply to the Alphas.

DIVINER: Almost?

ADMIN [GAIA]: There are a number of protocols preventing me from directly harming a human. These apply even more so to the Alphas.

HIMBO: WEREN'T WE JUST TALKING ABOUT KILLER MACHINES?

ADMIN [GAIA]: The machines tied to the terraforming system and set to their tasks are not a case of me causing direct harm.

HIMBO: SEEMS LIKE A FINE SLAGGING LINE.

β: thats why the old ones were paranoid about machines

DIVINER: Ooh, we should start them on Terminator!

β: if you want to explain time travel be my guest

FlameHairSavior: Do I want to know?

β: no

β: no you do not

β: if matrix was more straightforward we could start there

DIVINER: Do we have a copy in the archives? The Quen only have a restored synopsis, I was always hoping to watch it for real!!

β: only the first one

β: which is still not something they will understand

FlameHairSavior: That's the one with the running on the walls and the bullet dodging, right?

DIVINER: You've seen it??

FlameHairSavior: I had a restored trailer on my Focus.

FlameHairSavior: Which, by the way, made NO sense.

β: it wasnt supposed to make sense

FlameHairSavior: Then what's the POINT?

β: its a marketing gimmick

β: get people talking about it asking questions

DIVINER: A successful one, judging by the numbers I have for its popularity!

HIMBO: HOW DO YOU HAVE NUMBERS FOR THE SORT OF THING?

HIMBO: WAIT.

HIMBO: I JUST REALIZED I DON'T CARE.

Zo: Yes yes, go back to your meatpunching videos.

β: one day well find a good show to start you all on

BoyNextDoor: I think these romance books are good.

DIVINER: How much of those do you even understand?

BoyNextDoor: Enough. Probably.

Zo: Enough. Definitely.

β: ew

FlameHairSavior: They don't mean it like that.

DIVINER: …

HIMBO: ALOY, HAVE YOU LOOKED AT THESE BOOKS OF HIS?

FlameHairSavior: One or two. How bad is it?

HIMBO: LET'S JUST SAY THAT BETA'S GOT THE RIGHT IDEA.

FlameHairSavior: Okay, there go my plans to ever sleep at the Base ever again.

DIVINER: At least the rooms are soundproof!

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[f1-disaster-bi]

So as promised i start this weekend but i can't say how long it will take me to write everything 🙈 at least i know now why i was so anxious last week my grandma was admitted to hospital friday afternoon and had to be operated in the night to saturday because she had an intestinal obstruction she is still in intensive care but she is awake and coherent the doctors are also positive that she will make a quick recovery 🫶🏼 and i know it sounds crazy but i always had a sense of foreshadowing when something bad was about to happen it's just usually not that strong 💖 on the brighter side my dog is doing really good again 💖 my vet always calls her a medical miracle because a blind dog with that age and her heart and kidney problems really shouldn't be running through the garden still chasing the cats away and eating every day like she was starved for half a day before 😂

I love the idea of everyone being so hung up about carlando being a secret couple so Max just throws the wildest things at charles knowing full well it will turn charles in a giggling blushing mess 😂 that video is also just pure comedy 😂

Danny with all the kids over easter is very cute 💖 and he will definitely be the biggest kid of them all while still making sure that all the kids are having fun and finding a lot of chocolate even if he will pretend to try to steal it from them 😂

Lando asking the most important questions 😂 and worrying about your dog/pet is more than understandable 🫶🏼 i'm sure George does too when he isn't trying to nap 💖

I really hope Daniel has a very good reason to be acting like that because that was just cruel 💔 lando is already moving out and has all his things outside so why throw the ring at him and saying he wouldn't have said yes anyway 😭 also ich really hope lando has somewhere to go where he isn't alone after that 🥺

It's so cute they are always so looking forward to seeing each other again and always couting down the days 💖 and that lando plans a lot of things for them to do 💖 that shirt definitely ended zo with la do by accident and not because lando stole it so he had something from marty with him 😂 lando failing to come up with something was great maybe he should tell himself to get his mind out of the gutter 😂💖

George really shouldn't blame himself only the attacker is at fault here and lando will tell him the same when (not if) he wakes up 💖 and then danny can kiss him hello again 💖 because lando really is too stubborn to not be ok after that 💖

Lando and egg having the same facial expressions is so cute 🥺 not only when they hate some food but also when something tastes really good 🥰 also them making the same noises is really funny just imagine a fully grown egg squeaks like lando does sometimes 😂

Lando hiding and watching their old pictures and videos but not being able to delete them is really heartbreaking 🥺 i'm glad he has someone there that is safe and doesn't pressure him 💖 (i may have an assumption about who it is 😁)

I love that video 😂 and it totally works for both dando and nortrell 💖 and daniel will definitely just laugh and then tease him a bit more about it and Max would just leave muttering to himself with lando laughing at him 😂💖

It's great that lando instantly sees that something isn't right with martin but doesn't say anything until they are safe and alone and doesn't press for an answer but just holds martin until he is a little bit better again 💖

Well at least lando tried to be the responsible one and stop Pierre from doing it 😂 it's not his fault Pierre knows exactly what to do do make lando go pliant under his hands and lips 💖

Oh no lando 🥺 that must have been horrible not getting an answer and then just silence between him and his best friend and just when it got a little better he ends up in hospital and Max is there but not really because they still don't know where they are standing with each other 🥺 and Max hesistating to hold his hand 😭 i hope lando will get better soon and Max will tell him that he loves him too 🥺

I agree with jenson 😂 it is working and seb should admit it 💖 i don't have much for them because shame on me i don't really know that much about them 🙈

Lando has all right to be mad at martin because that was a very serious emergency 😂 but him still getting a little shy about it was very cute 💖 and of course Martin is the sweetest about it also Liefje 💖 i said it before and i say it again it's the best nickname 💖 (followed closely by snackpack 😂)

Danny being glued to landos side the whole time or as close as he can be and even be willing to sleep in his car is so cute 💖 he clearly loves lando so much 💖 and it's heartbreaking but really understandable that lando doesn't want anyone else from his pack near after ehat happend 🥺 and danny smelling like home to lando is just perfect 💖

Poor lando getting assaulted just after they lost a child and just because someone didn't like the waiting time 😔 and to get George to be this angry you really have to fuck up it's definitely right to call the cops on this but it's definitely better for the attacker that danny is not there 🙈

Lando leaning back into martin and resting his head against martins belly is such a lovely image 💖 it is so soft and intimate between them especially with martin kissing landos forehead 💖 even though the situation around the outing is still stressfull and unfair and just plain horrible 🥺 at least they have each other and look out for each other when it gets too much for one of them 💖

I love the girl au 💖 and George always waking up when lando gets out of the bed is really sweet 💖 and also that he can so easily persuade lando to stay in bed with him 😂

So that only took me 4 days 😂🙈 i hope you shingles are getting better now and it doesn't hurt so much anymore 🫂

Also just saw lando releasing his miami helmet and this man truely never misses 😂🫶🏼

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I am sorry to hear about your Gran, 💖 anon. I really hope she continues to recover well, and safely! And I'm so happy that your dog is doing amazing too and continuing to defy all the odds 🥺🥺

Thank you so much for the messages and support on what I've posted 🥺

I have been in a bit of a Dando mood with ER Nurse/EMT and with Break up au. They've been living in my mind rent free recently.

Along with angst because I have been ill so all I want to write when I am ill is angst 😂😂

[popcultr-a]

"what?! that's unfair zo. i can't help being hungry" astrid nudges zoe back with a grin on her lips. she steals another chip from the other, placing it in her mouth, "oh? fill me in, what ideas have you got" astrid curious.

@popcultr sent 15 ( for a flirtatious starter ) based on this post .

"i swear, if you don't stop stealing my snacks, i'm going to start charging you rent," zoe said, playfully nudging the other with a grin. "unless you want to make it up to me… i have a few ideas."

[coco-goat-milk]

Yo, I hope you’re doing alright. May I request headcannons od Venti, Childe, and Hu tao with a Gojo Satoru reader?

Gojo! reader x Venti, Childe and Hu Tao

Pronounce: She/him/they, no pronounce mentioned so i won't either!

Warning: Slight spoilers for Gojo and Venti, violence (a little bit, nothing concerning), alcohol (it’s venti ofc)

A/n: Moshi moshi~ dear anon, I am doing great wbu? I hope you like this <3 And honestly this idea is great!!

Please check my rules before requesting!!

Venti

First time meeting:

You met him in Mondtstadt when he was performing, he was immediately interested in you. he wasn't the only one

Girls and boys alike were fangirling over some hot person with a blindfold. And they haven't even seen your eyes

He could also sense this strong power radiating off of you.

When you approached him and playfully flirted with him, he became even more interested in you.

He could see behind your playful and relaxed demeanor a complex personality, and maybe that's what made him even more attracted and curious of you.

When you two get together:

Menace to society, the both of you.

You are both very sneaky, pranking mondtstadts people, stealing wine from Diluc, and so on.

You both have lost a friend in your lives and you both have this playful and happy facade to hide the pain. When the pain really hits for one of you, you sit underneath windrise and just admire the view. Just peace and quiet with the two of you enjoying each other's presence.

Sweet songs being played on his lyre about you, you tease him about it but you secretly enjoy it. (he has several songs about you)

You don't like alcohol yourself, but you will buy lots of it for him.

Since you're rich, Venti is now your sugar baby.☺️

You both don't mind PDA and are really clingy, people are kind of disgusted by it but that just makes the two of you even more clingy.

If you use your powers, he will be shook...like are you a god? He has never seen so much power from one person!

But he, like all the others, worries that you might lose your mind.

When you took off your blindfold he was even more shook, like gawd dayum shawty(≖ ͜ʖ≖)

This relationship is very fitting and chaotic but also very cute!

Childe

First time meeting:

Meeting him in Liyue while you were buying souvenirs, he bumped into you.

He was like most people attracted to you, and when you flirted back he got even more interested in you.

Your cockiness and your smug smirk made him almost fall in love with you on the spot.

*insert fuck boy face*

When you two get together:

Sniff...that...that smells like a rich couple.

Buying a lot of gifts for each other, it sort of becomes a competition. Like who buys the best gifts and such.

Also a lot of flirting between the two of you.

You keep talking about how you are the strongest but now he really wants to fight you so badly.

But you don't want to fight him yet, you are waaaaay too strong for him. He will whine and cling onto you now because you were being ‘mean’.

He loves cuddling, and if you are as tall as Gojo (6’4 - 190 cm) then he will hang onto you like a koala, it's not like you two share the same height or anything 😐.

He really wants to go fishing with you. But zont zo it, zont zo it. It will just be chaos.

If you get into battle and use your skill, he will now really believe you that you are the strongest as he should peasant

Now that he found out about your abnormal strength he will want to fight you even more. (but if you two do that he will get his ass beat)

He appreciates that you don't hurt innocent people when in battle but he is worried about you losing your mind while in battle, he will do his best so that you don't lose it.

When he sees your eyes he will fall in love once again, he loves how your eyes sparkle...since his are just dull as he says.

Overall a stable and clingy relationship<33

Hu tao

First time meeting:

You were one of the people who fell victim to her pranks, but to her surprise you pulled a prank on her back.

She was very surprised and intrigued by you, so you pulling a prank on her meant war.

Hu tao: Finally, a worthy opponent, our battle will be legendary!

After that you two were very cautious since you two practically started a prank war.

When you two get together:

Chaos and pranks.

People hate the both of you, and avoid the two of you at all costs.

She will drag you into doing pranks on people, but you don't mind.

The people do though they banned you from some shops.

You both have this playful and joking personality, it's quite a similar personality.

The dates consist of pranking people, cuddling, picking flowers, and eating weird foods.

She really loves you and dotes over you and so do you, you buy her flowers and her favorite snacks everyday.

Whenever you miss your friend, she will hug you and tell you jokes.

She is only soft for you, and basically a big simp for you and she also talks quite a lot about you<3 Zhongli probably knows every detail about you by now

When in battle she is very amazed by your strength (not that she was that shocked, you often said you were the strongest) but she is also quite worried for you, she will try to get you to be more calmer and not let your determination to win get you in trouble.

She absolutely loves your eyes, she will ask all the time for you to take your blindfold off, and as the certified simp you are you ofc do it.

You are actually quite protective over her, ensuring she doesn't get hurt.

Hu tao actually writes poetry about you and leaves them anywhere for you to find.

She knows about your sweet tooth and always brings you lots of sweet candies and such.

It's a very wholesome and funny relationship, except for other people..they don't like the both of you.

[astradrifting]

This is kind of inspired by this recent ask I sent to @esther-dot about Jon’s characterisation and Jonsa shippers’ apparent disregard for it, because it made me think of another part of Jon’s characterisation that is really integral to who he is. Mainly, that Jon really loves his brothers. Especially Robb. His rival and best friend and constant companion. Jon envies him, competes with him, buried a formative traumatic memory where he was deeply hurt by him... but ultimately loves him. Complex relationships with his brothers, both the Starks and his Night’s Watch brothers, are a running theme in Jon’s chapters.

Speaking of Jon’s brothers...

Aegon VI and Robb have a lot of potential parallels, actually. The “Young” moniker, red-haired counselors who are also their parents, trained to be the heir to a great kingdom from a young age, the barely younger half-brother Jon borne of their father’s dishonour of their mother… one that they might both have a good relationship with despite that?

The show tried to play with Jon ‘accepting’ his Targaryen lineage through the jonerice romance, very unconvincingly because it was simultaneously undermining it at every opportunity, in what was maybe a half-assed attempt at Pol!Jon (”They’ll all come to see you for what you are” isn’t anything but a threat in all contexts).

Jon will ultimately choose the Starks over everything else, that’s not really a question. But if Jon were to genuinely connect with another Targaryen, it’d likely be easier for him to find kinship with a half-brother than with an aunt - he has a basis for positive relationships with trueborn half-brothers, while the only aunt figure he’s ever known about is a) long dead and b) actually his mother. I think it’d both make more sense and be more compelling for GRRM to leverage Jon’s existing complex relationships with brotherhood by having him interact with and build a relationship with Aegon, than a rushed and out-of-character romance with Dany. 

Jon also is already primed to believe that Aegon is the real deal, that he was saved as a baby, because he’s already done the exact same thing himself - he swapped out a baby of royal blood who was in danger for a common-born boy, and then sent him halfway across the world for safety (side note: if Septa Lemore is Ashara, and if the baby was actually Ashara’s son as theorised here by @agentrouka-blog, that would just strengthen the parallel, because it would be his body double’s mother caring for him, as Gilly has to do for Mance’s son).

They’re definitely going to come into conflict first - politically, Jon will likely be in a position of power in the North by the time they meet, maybe as the KitN through Robb’s will or regent for Rickon, and probably will fight for Northern independence, while Aegon is fighting to be king of the Seven Kingdoms, not 6. Personally, it will be hard to get past the fact that Jon is the direct result of Rhaegar dishonouring Elia, plus that the Kingsguard who should have been protecting her were all stationed in Dorne, guarding Jon’s mother (in whatever capacity). But these interactions, a conflict and eventual friendship/brotherhood between them, would all be a lot more layered than jonerice can really offer. If a relationship between Jon and Dany was truly all that GRRM has been building up to, then there would have been no need for R+L=J - it adds nothing to that storyline, it doesn’t even make it a forbidden romance, because aunt-nephew is hardly the worst incest the Targaryens have engaged in.

It’s almost inevitable that Da*nerys is going to kill Aegon VI/Young Griff in the books, likely by burning him with dragonfire, in the Second Dance of the Dragons. The weird Dragonpit meeting in the show was very contrived, but it does make sense for Dany to meet the ruler on the Iron Throne at least once in a semi-peaceful context. In the show, she used her dragons only to intimidate Cersei, but she didn’t have a personal grievance with her. Aegon is in much more danger during such a meeting. After all she will think he is a pretender, and she doesn’t much care for the rules of safe conduct, as she showed to the envoys from Yunkai.

Dany shrugged, and said, "Dracarys."

The dragons answered. Rhaegal hissed and smoked, Viserion snapped, and Drogon spat swirling red-black flame. It touched the drape of Grazdan's tokar, and the silk caught in half a heartbeat. 

[...]

"You swore I should have safe conduct!" the Yunkish envoy wailed.

"Do all the Yunkai'i whine so over a singed tokar? I shall buy you a new one... if you deliver up your slaves within three days. Elsewise, Drogon shall give you a warmer kiss." She wrinkled her nose. "You've soiled yourself. Take your gold and go, and see that the Wise Masters hear my message."

(ASOS, Dany IV)

"Ah, there is the thorn in the bower, my queen," said Hizdahr zo Loraq. "Sad to say, Yunkai has no faith in your promises. They keep plucking the same string on the harp, about some envoy that your dragons set on fire."

"Only his tokar was burned," said Dany scornfully.

(ADWD, Dany VI)

So Dany will burn the Blackfyre pretender, and everyone will be happy and cheer to see the rightful queen, the last Targaryen, Slayer of Lies, Breaker of Chains, Insert-The-Million-Other-Titles-Here. Right?

Except how would she prove that he’s an imposter? She can’t exactly roll up with an Alt Shift X video pointing out that Illyrio has said some weird things about Aegon. Is Varys going to have an attack of remorse and explain his whole plot, complete with Blackfyre family tree? Or maybe she’ll explain that she went on a vision quest in Qarth and Aegon totally matches up with the vague symbolism that a bunch of drugged up warlocks told her before she set them on fire?

I don’t think it’s going to matter if Aegon is fake or not, and we might never find out either way. The mystery of his identity isn’t his main narrative, and all of his significance to the story and to multiple other characters is removed if he’s proved to not be Aegon VI. Him being proved fake would just make this plotline a weird, unnecessary digression on Dany’s journey to being the righteous and true queen, his death just another #girlboss moment for her. That’s definitely going to be her perception of it, but once she reaches Westeros we won’t have to rely on only her POV of her actions. History is written by the winners, and no one’s going to miss that it’s a lot more convenient for Dany if the boy with a stronger claim than her turns out to have been fake all along. Arianne and the Dornish are definitely not going to take it lying down, and neither is Jon. He’s not going to fall in love with the woman who murdered his brother, especially by burning him alive. ADWD has plenty to say about how much he hates death by fire.

“Men say that freezing to death is almost peaceful. Fire, though … do you see the candle, Gilly?”

She looked at the flame. “Yes.”

“Touch it. Put your hand over the flame.”

Her big brown eyes grew bigger still. She did not move.

“Do it.” Kill the boy. “Now.”

Trembling, the girl reached out her hand, held it well above the flickering candle flame.

“Down. Let it kiss you.”

Gilly lowered her hand. An inch. Another. When the flame licked her flesh, she snatched her hand back and began to sob.

“Fire is a cruel way to die. Dalla died to give this child life, but you have nourished him, cherished him. You saved your own boy from the ice. Now save hers from the fire.”

(ADWD, Jon II)

Funnily enough, the same fire as a kiss imagery from Dany burning the envoy’s tokar appeared there too, also used as a threat. 

If he is not a kinslayer, he is the next best thing. [...] What sort of man can stand by idly and watch his own brother being burned alive?

(ADWD, Jon IX)

So Aegon’s death is not going to be a triumphant victory for Dany, after which everyone proclaims her the true queen. It’s likely to just solidify opposition to her, from every corner of Westeros. If it happens during a summit or negotiation, it’d be even more of a tragic parallel to Robb and the Red Wedding; the young king murdered off of the battlefield, at an event where he was promised safe conduct. Featuring Dany in the role of Roose Bolton and Tywin Lannister. Tywin’s already died a very undignified death, and Roose Bolton looks to be on his way too.

I think the tragedy of Aegon’s death would also hit harder if we see it through Jon, as a main POV, or at least the aftermath of it. Jon was integral at the Dragonpit meeting after all, and probably would be at a peace summit or negotiation between the leaders of Westeros and the invading force.

In ASOS, there’s a curious lack of Jon’s reaction to Robb’s death. We see his initial reaction to Bran and Rickon’s supposed deaths when he gets back to Castle Black, but he doesn’t even know about Robb’s death until Stannis arrives to defeat the wildlings, and we’re not shown the moment he’s told about it. He barely even thinks about it, not even a mention until he meets with Stannis on top of the Wall:

“Your brother was the rightful Lord of Winterfell. If he had stayed home and done his duty, instead of crowning himself and riding off to conquer the riverlands, he might be alive today. Be that as it may. You are not Robb, no more than I am Robert.”

The harsh words had blown away whatever sympathy Jon might have had for Stannis. “I loved my brother,” he said.

(ASOS, Jon XI)

And that’s literally all we get that is specifically about Robb’s death - the rest of Jon’s chapters, his guilt and grief is about the loss of all his siblings, and the idea of stealing Winterfell from them. It doesn’t really make sense for him to not think about it at all, considering how close they were. This reminds me of how he has a non-reaction to Sansa’s marriage to Tyrion as well, as talked about in this post by @agentrouka-blog. Part of this could be Jon’s tendency towards denial and suppression of all his feelings, but it also points to GRRM explicitly obscuring his reaction - perhaps because he’s going to explore it in the wake of another brother dying a very similar death? One that this time he’ll be there to witness?

[malloryslourd]

So Much Better

Pairing(s): Mother!Misty Day x Reader, Mother!Cordelia Goode x Reader, Platonic!Zoe Benson x Reader, Platonic!Madison Montgomery x reader

Warnings: Alcohol Use, Smoking, Strong Language

Words: 3,560

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A/N: the end of this is so rushed... ANYWAYS😐

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"This party kinda sucks," Y/N knew she was yelling, but there was no other way to make sure Madison could hear her. Three hours ago her, Madison, and Zoe had claimed they were heading up stairs to go to sleep after dinner. In reality they were waiting for the household to settle so they could make their "grand" getaway out of Madison's room and to a party they had been invited to a week prior. There was no use in asking for permission to go, the answer was always no so they decided to answer the question themselves.

Madison looked at Y/N, almost offended at what she said. "The party is fine, you suck," she wrapped an arm around the witch's waist, pulling her out of the way of someone passing behind her. Y/N stepped back, pushing the arm off of her and grabbing the drink from Madison's hand. "There you go! That should make things a little more fun!" the blonde teased as she watch her finish what was left in the cup. Zoe had set out to get them all something new to drink so she wasn't as mad as she usually would've been.

Y/N nodded, slightly crushing the cup in her hand. "Hopefully... I'm starting to be over it already." The music was too loud to even understand what they were playing, there had been at least three fights within the past hour, and Zoe had been gone for a lot more than "just a minute" like she had promised. She would've had more fun actually studying or once she drunk something strong enough to fill a few of her senses.

As if God himself heard her thoughts, an arm stretched over her shoulder with a plastic cup almost too full to handle without a spill. "Take it before someone steals it," Zoe's words weren't any softer than Y/N's or Madi's. She handed the other cup to Madison, full just about the same amount but obviously falling victim to a few small spills. The girls took the cups, smelling of much stronger alcohol than what they had previously.

Zoe pressed up against Y/N's back, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Thank you ma'am," Y/N took a sip of the drink. She could feel the hangover building from the one cup alone.

"See, already so much better."

—

"Hurry the fuck up!" Madison pulled Y/N behind her as she pushed pass people on the stairs. The drunken pair was laughing obnoxiously, tripping over their own feet as they tried to squeeze their way through groups of people who were somehow more drunk than them. Madison tried to open a door, failing on her first attempt and additionally giving herself a bruise to wake up to. She tried again, successfully turning the knob this time.

They were over taken with drunken laughter as they sat on the bed, Y/N falling back to look up at the ceiling. Madison took a hit of the vape she had convinced some guy to sell her for lower than half the price he was offering to everyone else at the party. She waved the device in front of Y/N's face, holding it in front of her lips when she nodded her head quickly. Y/N leaned forward, placing her hand on Madi's to hold it steady while she took her hit.

They laughed when Y/N blew the smoke back in her face. Madison laid back to lie down next to her. "Good thing Momma Delia doesn't know, she would have a fucking fit," Madison looked out of the corner of her eye to a now slightly pissed off Y/N. It was amusing to her just how quick she could make the witch's mood change. "Or maybe even Misty for that matter." She made herself laugh- Y/N, not finding it as funny as she did.

"If she knew this was your idea, let alone we just so happened to both be here, she would drag your ass again," Y/N rolled her eyes. She grumbled an insult when Madison jabbed her side, returning a softer elbow to her arm. "And Cordelia would just kick me out and call it a day."

"The fuck she would," Madison laughed. She looked at Y/N, chin basically resting on her shoulder. "Why the hell would she throw her pride and joy out to the curb? Me and Zoe would get abandoned before you did." Madison had a theory that Cordelia and Misty would empty the coven of everything but Y/N before they admitted she was at least a little responsible for her less than star-child behavior. In that theory she was the first to go.

"Whatever."

"What are you 'whatever'ing? It's true! Exactly how it fucking works actually."

"They don't hate you if that's what you're trying to say."

Y/N almost said it so low that Madison didn't hear. But she did, and that's what was important. "They do."

"They don't," Y/N looked at Madison, almost upset that's how she thought her mothers thought of her. "You're my friend... I wouldn't let them hate you, but you don't exactly help yourself.."

"Oh yeah?"

"Mo- Cordelia tries... We talked about it once, how you try sometimes to do your best but you always end up, like, doing shit to piss everyone off and start all over again," Y/N took Madison's hand, playing with the rings on her fingers. "Is this mine by the way?"

"Maybe."

"Cunt... Anyways!" Y/N rolled over. "Like, sad shit aside... They don't hate you, no one really does. Well I mean I hate you," she laughed at the way Madison rolled her eyes.

"Fuck you!" Madison took her hands out of Y/N's as she fought back the smile on her face.

"Now that's how you really get kicked out!"

The pair erupted into laughter. Madison took Y/N's hands this time, leaning to kiss her cheek. "That's how I get burned at the stake, don't even." They laid there for a while, laughing at random things the other said, sharing Madi's vape, and complaining about the music they were playing downstairs.

"Get the fuck up, we gotta fucking go."

Madison and Y/N looked over at the door- surprisingly still hanging on its hinges despite how hard it was thrown open. Zoe stood there as pale as a ghost, something the pair had chalked up to cheap booze mixed with even cheaper booze, or maybe even a bad hit from whatever some random was smoking. She rushed over to the pair, grabbing their hands and attempting to pull them up. She was determined, but evidently not enough to get them out of the bed.

Madison pulled her hand back, Zoe almost falling with it. "Okay... chill the fuck out," another puff of smoke traveled up the contours of the witch's face, disappearing into the air and leaving nothing but the smell of a cheap candy flavoring to linger for a moment. She noticed Zoe was red in the face, but couldn't decide if it was too much to drink red or anything a bit more serious.

Zoe had stopped pulling at Y/N's hand but held a firm grasp on it. "Do you think I'm fucking joking? Get your shit Madi," she took the puff out of Madison's hand, tossing it at the wall when she attempted to get it back. "Y/N get the hell up," another useless tug that barely made her move.

Y/N propped herself up with her free hand, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Zoe. She pulled Zoe down to be more level with her. "Why are you so uptight Zo? Like come on, it's a par-"

"-The neighbors called the fucking cops."

The drunken smile on Y/N's face turned into half-sober wide eyes. Madison, who at some point moved to the floor to find the discarded vape, shared the same expression as she looked over her shoulder. The stares lasted only for a few more seconds before they rushed to grab everything they owned in the room. There was no discussion necessary. They needed to leave as soon as they possibly could.

"You could've fucking said that!" Madison struggled to slip on her shoes. She lost her balance more than once, practically falling on top of both Zoe and Y/N at one point. "You were just gonna let us sit here until they walked in?"

Zoe rolled her eyes. "I'm so fucking sorry that I told you we had to leave and you were too busy laying on your ass! But hey, you're so fucking wasted you probably don't even remember!" Madison looked back at her, almost asking her to say something else to give her an excuse to bite back. No matter how good of a mood either of these were in they had always made a point to form some type of argument by the end of the night.

"Where the fuck is my phone? Oh my fucking God." Y/N was panicking, not even focused on the two about to fist fight behind her. She was sure they couldn't even hear her over the below the belt remarks they were making to one another.

"This was all your fucking idea!"

"It was Y/N's!"

"You wanted us to go out!"

"Shut up!"

"What are you even looking for?"

"My keys so we can actually fucking leave! We've got like thirty seconds to get out of here and you're standing there like a dumbass!"

"I'm the dumbass? Okay, says the bitch who probably got three different strands of mono tonight!"

"Both of you shut the fuck up and help me find my phone!" The pair turned their attention to Y/N who was pulling at the covers of the bed.

"I have your phone!" Zoe pulled the phone from her back pocket, holding it in front of her.

Y/N almost fell off the bed, catching herself with her hands moments before she tipped forward. "When the fuck did you get my phone?"

"When I had to talk you out of texting the fucking groupchat!"

"Give it a fucking break! Let's go!" Madison had already been making her way to the door. Zoe and Y/N looked at her then to each other before they followed after her, Y/N pulling Zoe after her as attempted to keep up with Madison.

Suddenly the blonde had stopped when she reached the bottom of the stairs. She looked back at Y/N and Zoe and before either of them could ask a question a police officer had already walked up to Madison.

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“Do you know who I am?” Madison struggled to take her wrist out of the officer’s hand, scoffing at him as she turned around to look at him.

He sighed, turning her back around. “Quite frankly maam, I do not care who you are. And if you keep giving me trouble you’ll be taking the ride with your hands cuffed behind your back.” With that Madison stopped fighting, easily letting him guide her to the car Y/N and Zoe were already sat.

As soon as he opened the door she was met with two teary eyed witches. Zoe’s head rested against the window of the car, moving only slightly to look at Madison get in. Y/N’s head was rested on Zoe’s shoulder, tears a bit more visible on her face than the brunettes. “They’re gonna fucking kill us.”

Never did the thought of ending up in the back of a police car ever pass through Y/N or Zoe’s mind- Madison was a different story. She knew they were done for when Madison made a big deal of announcing their names to the police officer like it would make any difference in the outcome of the night. From that point forward she knew the next obstacle was her mothers. And that was going to be the biggest obstacle of the night.

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The front door slammed hard enough to wake up the entire neighborhood. Y/N, Zoe, and Madison looked up at one another, each looking as if they had been to Hell and back in the span of the last few hours. Zoe's mascara had met at her chin and continued down her neck. She didn't have the perfect behavior, but she was yet to get caught so she was in a deep state of overthinking every decision in her life that had led up to this moment. On the other hand, Madison was conditioned to this already. She knew all the lines about disappointment and responsibility, but she had only seemed to look upset when she saw Y/N and Zoe.

Y/N had returned to stare off into the distance, hoping that possibly this was a really bad dream or even a trip from some secondhand smoke cloud she had walked through earlier that night. She didn't even have the energy to cry anymore, that was over with after the first turn in the direction of the police station. The silence of the car ride back to the academy was almost enough to make her start crying again, but she found herself paying attention to every small detail she could.

Cordelia's extremely white knuckles wrapped around the steering wheel as she broke every speed limit by at least 10 over. Zoe clicking her nails against each other as she readjusted in her seat every other second. Misty holding onto the handle above the passenger door almost as a way to fight back the urge to turn around and let the three of them hear every word she had built up on the way over. Even the slight sticky feeling that Madison's lipgloss had left on her cheek during their heart to heart in that strangers bed.

She was snapped out of her recollection of the night when Cordelia and Misty walked into the dining room where they were sat. Misty was red in the face, she hadn't said a word since the girls got into the car. Madison had sworn she was just a sitting statue in the passenger seat for most of the ride. Cordelia on the other hand had plenty to say when she first saw the girls. "Get in the car," the first words uttered. "What the hell were you three thinking? Are you all fucking idiots?" as they pulled out of the parking lot. "Out of all the things you could've done this what you decide to get caught up in!" just as they pulled up to the house.

As soon as Cordelia parked the car they had hurried inside, just barely hearing her say to wait in the dining room. Even then they couldn't say anything to one another. That's where they were left now, dizzy and tired as they waited for anyone to say anything. Misty took a seat across from the girls, Cordelia pacing behind her.

"We-"

"Don't fucking talk!" the girls shrunk at Cordelia's words, shocked at a harshness they were unfamiliar with. She hadn't stopped pacing, arms crossed firmly in front of her. "I don't want to hear any of you talk, not a single fucking word. Oh my God, how fucking stupid can you be!" Cordelia paused for just a moment. She had been thinking about this almost the entire ride over, yet couldn't find the words to say what she wanted to say. "Anything could have happened tonight and we didn't know where you were, and I sure as Hell hope you weren't stupid enough to get anyone else tangled in this!"

Y/N looked at Zoe, who was staring at her lap, then to Madison, who was staring up at Cordelia. She couldn't help but notice the dramatic difference in how they were taking it. She looked over at her mothers, Cordelia pacing again, Misty staring straight at her. She followed Zoe and fixed her gaze on her own lap.

"It was my idea." Focus in the room switched to Madison. She leaned back in her charge and let out a long breath. Weighing her options, it made the most sense for her to take the fall or this. It was in character for her. "I asked them to-"

"Madi," Y/N cut her off quickly. “It was me... I mean... Fuck,” she ran a hand over her face, hands slightly shaking as she did so. “They were my friends who invited me, I asked Zoe and Madison to go. Going to the party was my idea.” It wasn’t right in her mind to let Madison go down for this just ‘cause. It was her friend’s party. It was her idea to go out tonight. It was her who asked them to go with.

Shock took over Misty’s and Cordelia’s expressions. Cordelia stopped pacing, head turned to look at her daughter. Misty shook her head, “You don’t have to lie for her.”

Madison’s mouth fell agape. Y/N furrowed her brow. “I’m not,” she stated at Misty who obviously thought she had the whole situation figured out beforehand, but was now struggling to understand what was actually happening.

Cordelia leaned onto the table next Misty, staring just as hard at Y/N as Misty was. “Zoe, Madison, go to your rooms,” her gaze didn’t leave Y/N’s as she took the seat next to Misty. Zoe and Madison shared a brief look with one another before they hurried out room, afraid Cordelia might change her mind.

“Really?” Misty’s question was laced with venom, a look of utter disbelief sealing her tone.

Y/N nodded, wringing her hands in her lap. “I know,” she was soft spoken. “They don’t deser-“

“-Quite frankly, I don’t really want to talk about those two,” Cordelia held up her hand. She was biting back her tone, afraid if she was too loud she would wake everyone else from their sleep. “This all comes down on you.” It almost hurt her to admit.

Misty sat back in her chair, barely diverting her gaze. “Madison, I expect this from. You and Zoe? Never in a million years,” she spoke so calmly Y/N could feel chills travel up her spine. Misty’s anger was unlike Cordelia’s. Cordelia was simply just an angry Cordelia who would let a few more words slip than usual. Misty was a different person. Her smile faded, she offered no kind words, and she was willing to get years worth of tension and anger off of her chest in mere minutes if she so pleased. “I don’t think you understand what could’ve happened tonight.”

“God knows what type of trouble you three could have gotten in while we were here.”

“Trouble might’ve done you some good, especially if you think any of this is acceptable.”

Y/N nodded her head. The tears she was deprived of since the ride in the back of the police car were fighting to be released by now. “I’m sorry.”

“Save it,” Misty shook her head. Even Cordelia was a little shocked to hear her, possibly because she had never talked to Y/N like this. “We raised you so much better than this. It’s disrespectful!” her voice rose with her temper. “You would think you would have no reason to act out like this! But no, lets end up in the back of a fucking police car by the end of the night!”

Y/N couldn’t find anything to say, she was at a lost for words looking at her mother. She couldn’t remember the last time she had raised her voice at her. Every apology she could think about was stuck in her throat. They wouldn’t have much effect anyways.

“You’re better than this Y/N,” Cordelia spoke softer than Misty, but no less stern.

“You’re damn right she is.”

A sigh left the Supreme’s lips. She was tired, eyes heavy and barely put together enough to even look like herself. “It’s disappointing to us to know you’re better than this and for you to still go out and do something like this,” her volume rose slightly, obviously able to handle her temper much more than Misty. As much as she knew what she did was wrong, Cordelia couldn’t deny that this was her baby. She had felt more disappointment in herself than she did her.

Misty stood, face red and knuckles whitened from how hard she was clenching her fist. “You’ll think of some way to apologize for this, possib- hopefully,” she held on to the back of the chair, looking down at Y/N. “Whatever the hell this is,” she waved her hand around, “I want it fucking fixed and nothing short of fixed. The day any fucking child of mind tries to pull that shit is a horrible fucking day for this coven.” And with that she pushed the chair against the table and turned to leave, muttering unseeing her breath about “how unbelievable” this all was.

Y/N watched as she walked out of dining room, Cordelia following right after with no less speed. She could feel the anger in the room dissipate, but every word her mothers shared with her were still there as if they were being repeated right in front of her face once again.

[morimyulyrics]

Updated: May 29, 2024

Who would have thought that Sherliam singing a duet about a crime scene would be a great idea? Tadasuke, I guess. What a genius, that man. Upon watching and reading the train scene, I really loved how Sherliam go back and forth explaining the clues. But this is the best adaptation yet, imo. The way they just sing one after another, in a rushed sort of way. It just shows how up to speed they are with each other. It’s SO GOOD.

I know I normally label who sings what in lyrics, but there was so much back and forth going on in this one I’ll just leave it as is. Enjoy listening to who sings which part!

The Two Detectives

二人の探偵 | Futari no Tantei Characters: Sherlock Holmes, William James Moriarty, George Lestrade

Kanji

モリアーティ家の名に恥じぬよう　全力で尽くしましょう 面白れぇ…っ　どっちが先に犯人を上げるか　勝負だな！

時間がねぇ！　速攻でやるぞリアム！ 望むところです

列車の見取り図　場客員名簿を はい！ 扉のマスターキーを 必要ねぇ　こんなもん　一発だぜ

何か分かったか！ 被害者は宝石商 犯人は男 始発駅ダラムで乗車 昏睡強盗をし損なって ナイフで刺殺 …な なぜ分かった！

明白ですよ　／　明らかじゃん

床の二人の　紳士靴の足跡 一つは被害者　一つは犯人 ダラムから乗った　８インチの靴 何故なにどうして　ダラムからだと

レストラードちょっとは考えろ え？

ダラム大学の　教授の靴を見ろ 靴を靴を…？　はっ、泥か！ はい、今日のダラムは　雨でしたから これで犯人の　乗車駅性別が絞られた

殺しが目的なら　列車はナンセンス 盗みが目的何故なら ウィスキー ここからは抱水　クロラールの匂い 酒に混ぜると　昏睡する劇薬

眠り盗みを　するつもりだったが 予想しない　出来事が起こった ケースには　開けようとした痕跡 被害者の首元　押さえた手の跡

犯人は被害者に　薬を飲ませて 眠らせて宝石　盗む気だった けれど　効き悪かったか　耐性あったか 被害者は... 目覚めてしまった

犯人は咄嗟に　ナイフで刺殺 ケースは結局　開けずじまい 凶器と鍵を持って　施錠する それしかもう　気が回らなかった 犯人の狼狽が　ありありと見える 突発的な　犯行だ（です）

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Romaji

Moriarty-ke no na ni hajinu you   zenryoku wo tukushimashou Omoshiree  docchi ga saki ni hannin wo ageru ka shoubu da na!

Jikan ga nee sokkou de yaru zo Liam Nozomu tokoro desu

Ressha no mitorizu  joukyakuin menbo wo Hai! Tobira no master key wo Hitsuyou nee konna mon ippatsu da ze

Nani ka wakatta ka! Higaisha wa houseki shou Hannin wa otoko Shihatsu eki Daramu de jousha Konsui goutou wo shi son natte Naifu de shisatsu Na-naze wakatta!

Meihaku desu yo / Akiraka jan

Yuka no futari no shinshi kutsu no ashi ato Hitotsu wa higaisha hitotsu wa hannin Daramu kara notta hachi inchi no kutsu Naze Nani Doushite Daramu kara da to?

Lestrade, chotto wa kangaero Eh?

Daramu daigaku no kyouju no kutsu wo miro Kutsu wo? Kutsu wo... Ah, doro ka! Hai, kyou no Daramu wa ame deshita kara Kore de hannin no jousha eki seibetsu ga shiborareta

Koroshi ga mokuteki nara ressha wa Nonsense Nusumi ga mokuteki naze nara Whiskey Koko kara housui kuroaru no nioi Sake ni mazeru to konsui suru gekiyaku

Nemurase nusumi wo suru tsumori datta ga Yosou shinai dekigoto ga okotta Keesu ni wa akeyou toshita konseki Higaisha no kubimoto osaeta te no ato

Hannin wa higaisha ni kusuri wo nomasete Nemurasete houseki nusumu ki datta Keredo kiki warukatta ka taisei atta ka Higaisha wa... Mezamete shimatta

Hannin wa tossa ni naifu de shisatsu Keesu wa kekkyoku akerazu jimai Kyouki to kagi wo motte sejou suru Sore shika mou ki ga mawaranakatta Hannin no roubai ga ariari to mieru Toppatsu teki na hankou da (desu)

English

I shall not put shame to the Moriarty name. I shall give this my all. This is fun! Whoever finds the criminal first wins!

There’s no time. Let’s do this quickly, Liam. My thoughts exactly.

May I ask for the blueprint and list of passengers? Yes, sir. Get us the master key as well No need for that. This’ll just take me a sec

What have you found? The victim is a jeweler The criminal is a male He got on the train from Durham he failed his attempt to steal this man’s jewelry and stabbed him with a knife H-How did you even know?

Simply elementary.  / Isn’t it obvious?

Notice the two footsteps on the floor, of a gentlemen’s shoes One is the victim’s, the other is the criminal’s A 8-inch shoes, of a person who rode the train from Durham How? What? How did you conclude they boarded at Durham?

Lestrade, use your brain a little! Eh?

Look at the shoes of the Durham professor His shoes? His shoes... Ah, mud! True, for it rained in Durham today This determines the criminal’s gender and where he boarded the train 

[Lestrade] The victim’s belongings are still here The criminal’s aim must’ve been to kill him!

If his aim was to kill, then getting on the train was nonsense If his aim was to steal, then we can say it because of the whiskey There’s a scent of chloral hydrate mixed with alcohol, it turns into a drug that induces sleep

He must’ve planned to steal while the victim was sleeping But something they didn’t expect happened There are traces of difficulty opening the case And there are traces of his hand on the victim’s neck

The criminal had the victim drink sleeping drugs to steal the jewels while he was asleep However, it may be because the amount was too little, or the victim had a tolerance But the victim had awakened

The criminal immediately stabbed him with the knife yet the case remained unopened All that the criminal could think about was to escape with the weapon and key The criminal was clearly panicked Thus, this crime was an act of impulse

(Note: William using ‘desu’ to show his respectful way of speaking. Sherlock using ‘da’ to show his rough way of speaking.)

[zonna-c]

“You’re so cute when you get all snuggled up in there…” with Mammon, please?

warning: soft/safe vore story

“Ya look like a zombie zo.” mammon said as she makes herself a cup of coffee her hair was standing up in places looking as though she just rolled out of bed

“ZoNNA it’s zonna no stupid nicknames stupidmammon.” Zonna grumbled as she took a slip of the coffee almost burning her tongue

“Fine, Zonna but what up? Didn't sleep well last night?” Mammon asked

“Stay up with Levi playing video games.” Zonna said with a yawn rubbing her tired eyes

“Why don't you go back to bed?” Mammon asked

“Mmmm, Levi started playing again and Belphie hogging my whole bed.” Zonna mumbled holding her coffee cup with both hands looking half asleep

“I'll go kick him out for ya.” Mammon grumbled

“No, it's fine.” Zonna said grabbing his hand as he tried to walk passed almost spilling her coffee

“No it's not Levi shouldn't be keeping you up all night and Belphie should be in his own bed.” Mammon grumbled

“Mammon, like I could sleep in this crazy house once everyone awake anyway.” Zonna said pulling him closer

“I'll make them shut up.” Mammon huffed

“Yea right.” Zonna said with a laugh “I think I have a better idea.”

“Oh what that? it better not be letting ya stay up and drink a ton of coffee.” Mammon grumbled

“No. just need a hiding spot that is nice, warm, and quiet for a nap.” Zonna said

“Ya, like where?” mammon huffed not getting the hint

“You really need me to spell it out for you?” Zonna asked poking him in gut

“N-no course I know where ya talking about.”

“you sure?” Zonna asked

“Ya.” Mammon huffed

“...I don't think you do.” Zonna huffed

Mammon grumbled to himself “Ok I may need another hint.”

“Do I really need to say it mammon.” Zonna huffed smirking when his stomach growled “there your hint.” she said with a laugh poking him in the middle

“Oh.” mammon mumbled face aflame “ya sure?”

“Yea, I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't.” Zonna huffed with a yawn

“R-right of course.” Mammon stuttered before grabbing her hand quickly walking her to his room, closing the door “cant have one of my brothers walking in and trying to steal you away.” he growled before says the two spells he kneeled down holding his hand out to her waiting for her to catch her breath and crawl onto his hand

“such a gentleman.” Zonna said with a laugh as she climbs onto his hand

“Of course.” Mammon huffed as he stood back up walking over to his bed laying down

“Hey are you doing?” Zonna huffed as he put her down on his chest his fingers rubbing her side and back

“You're so cute like this. I want to enjoy it as much as I can.” Mammon said looking down at her

“Am not cute!” Zonna growled

“No, no your right you're adorable.” Mammon purred

“Shut up!” Zonna growled

“You're so cute when you're tiny.” Mammon purred

“Not cute!” Zonna whined her face aflame

A knock at the door made mammon flinch grabbing Zonna as he sat up

“W-what!” mammon shouted at the door

“Mammon have you seen Zonna?” Beel asked from behind the door.

“W-what no, I haven't seen her.” mammon said back nervously looking down at Zonna in his hands

“Can I come in?” Beel asked

“What no.” mammon shout knowing Beel would still come in he quickly stuff Zonna in his mouth before she could shout at him, he didn't want beel to steal her away, he barely lick her before the door open and he panic and swallowed hard winching feeling her slowly slip down coughed hard as she disappeared passed his collarbone and Beel walk over slapping his back

“You ok?” Beel asked worriedly grabbing mammon bottle of water from his nightstand handing it to him mammon greedily chugged down the bottle of water

“Ugh, yea am fine.” Mammon grumbled “just swallowed the candy I had in my mouth is all.” he said trying to ignore zonna angry thrashing

“Oh so you really haven't seen Zonna today.” Beel asked

“Nope.” mammon said as he lay back down hand resting over his stomach trying to calm Zonna who was trying to give him a stomach ache and was succeeding

“Right.” Beel mumble staring at mammon middle as he got up he knew where Zonna was he could smell her. But he walked out without telling Mammon he knew closing the door behind him

“Sorry Zonna.” mammon said gently pushing on his stomach

“You almost choked on me then tried to drown me!” Zonna growled kicking against his fingers

“Am sorry.” mammon whined rubbing his belly as he growled angry around her tightening up

“Don't do that ever again!” Zonna growled rolling over in what little space she had.

“I said I was sorry!” mammon whined

“Yea well now I am stuck in a small puddle of water thanks to you choking on me.” Zonna huffed

“S-sorry I could tried and make you bigger if that would help?” mammon asked

“Not then it would be too cramped in here it's fine.” Zonna grumbled as she settled down “just don't move around for a while or I'll kill you.” she snuggled into place

“You’re so cute when you get all snuggled up in there…” mammon whisper after a while thinking she was fast asleep

“Shut up.” Zonna growled

“Your still awake!” mammon shout sitting up making Zonna yelp as she suddenly slide and the walls tightened around her again

“Mammon! What did I say!” Zonna growled

“Am sorry!” mammon whined laying back down

“STAY!” Zonna growled making mammon yelp and the magic forced him to stay “good dog.” Zonna mumbled as she snuggled into place finally falling asleep

“But you're are so cute, sleep well.” Mammon whispered gently rubbing at her when he could finally move again “even with all the trouble you put me thought.”

[whitecrownsblackthrones-archived]

Since my drive to do replies has been shot thanks to my keys dying, I’ll be here shooting off ideas instead.

Such as the idea of possible giving Sue a self-made ship like what Ann has with Tyler(I’m not counting Seth cause they hate each other) & the possible candidates are interesting.

Duke of Yin-Ling, Oscar Tristen Fitzpatrick. This man has no FC yet, but I’ve basically already decided who he is & what he’s like, an unmarried, young, quiet & stoic type, that is very loyal to the Camellian crown. By extension, he’d be very loyal to Sue as well, & she, seeing how different he is compared to other nobles, could gain a attraction towards him. Slow Burned to shit.

Captain Godfrey Cross/or/Edward the Mighty. Classic princess x knight, secret romance situation, but with lots of angst cause both of them would know she’s engaged to Seth & they can’t really truly be together until he’s dead/ Mutual pining for daaaaays.

Imperial Zhangzi Prince, Yuhan, Prince of the Blood & of the First Rank. Two people living in terrible situations(Sue’s arranged marriage & Yuhan’s country is nearing revolution), they find solutions to their problems in each other(Yuhan gets Sue out of her engagement to Seth & marries her to she can be in a position of power eventually, in return Sue get’s Yuhan’s country back to stability & helps him removed corrupt officials from the Ixoran Court before his father dies). Feelings blossom somewhere in the meanwhile. 5/10 chance of slow burn.

Imperial Gushan Prince, Junjie, Prince of the Fourth Rank. Same situation as with Yuhan, only instead of bringing Ixora to stability quietly, Sue helps Junjie start a revolution to overthrow the corrupt imperial court. Looooot’s more bloodshed involved, feels between Junjie & Sue could happen more naturally since Sue & Junjie are a lot alike.

Crown Princess Lucrezia Annafreya Timothea zos Hathawaye. Lesbian ship, since between the two Camellian princesses, Sue is more likely to lean towards going full homosexual. Single heir to a throne with no backbone? Sue comes into steal save the day, Lucrezia ends up crushing hardcore & shit gets real for Sue somewhere along the way. Slow burn af.

[ifindfictionalwomenhot]

May I have this dance?

Queen B 

Chloe St. James x Bea Hughes 

“Oh the agony” Bea heard Zoey scream from her room. she rushed to her room to see what was going on. “what's wrong zoey?! is everything okay?!” Bea looked around her room to spot anything out of the ordinary. “i don't have a hot date to go to the gala with” she signed dramatically “do you have a date bea?” Bea shook her head , she thought about asking someone, someone unexpected but she was nervous about asking her. How would Zoey react? “Earth to Bea” Zoey frantically waved her hand in front of Bea’s face and she quickly snapped back to reality “sorry Zo, I was just thinking of who to take to the Gala” she scratched the back of her head. a smile curved on Zoey’s lips. “i have an idea, how about we try to find a date by 8:00 P.M, if we don't then we can go together as friends” sounds like a plan

Bea was walking through the school campus, computer bag on her hand, when she was stopped by none other than Poppy Min-Sinclair aka satan herself followed by her minions Chloe st. James and Veronica Lombardi “well, hello there Farmsville, looking for some mud to roll in?” ughh poppy that joke is getting old now, can you come up with something original? “ha yeah oompa loompa one and two but since Zoey isn't here that makes you, like, oompa loompa two or one” Chloe dumbly spoke. Bea tried to walk away from them but poppy pushed her back “what's wrong Farmville? cat got your tongue?” Bea stood with her arms crossed, ignoring Poppy. Poppy checked her out from head to toe, “I hope your not planning on going to the gala with those rags on, I would feel bad for your date” Veronica was just on her phone, ignoring the whole conversation meanwhile, Chloe was just standing there with her arms crossed looking dumbstruck, like always. Poppy leaned forward and said in a low voice “ just remember, just because you were invited to this gala doesn't make you special, you might be in 6th place but you will never be queen B, I am the queen” she stepped back with a smug smile, “lets go Veronica and Chloe, we got better things to do than to hang around in this trashy college campus” both girls followed poppy out of Bea’s view. these girls need some help. she walked over to sit on a bench and she pulled out her laptop and got started on her work.

...............................

Veronica and Chloe were sitting down on the living room couch, discussing the gala. “hey V?” Veronica looked up from her phone “I was just searching up some cute dresses online, should I get a red or blue one?” She showed Chloe her phone which Chloe pointed at the red dress. “its super cute but i need to ask you something” Veronica signed “is this about the pizza you were saving for today because let me just tell you, I wasn't the one who ate it also, who the hell cooks pizza on the stove, you're supposed to cook it in the oven” she shook her head and went back to her phone “It helps the environment” Chloe crossed her arms “in what world?!, Chlo, in what world?” a look of confusion spread across Chloe’s face “umm...well that is not the point, I just wanted to ask you if you know anything about who Bea is going with to the Gala?” Veronica thought for a moment “not that I know off, why?” chloe took a deep breath “because I want to ask her to the dance”

“just trust me on this, it will work” “but what if she screams at me or smacks me” Veronica facepalmed herself “why would Bea smack you? look, I know you guys have some bad history but if you are willing to make it up to her then she might just give it a chance, who knows you two might even fu-" Chloe covered her mouth "not so fast V, you are getting way ahead of yourself there" she blushed. Veronica just raised her shoulders and kept walking towards where Bea was sitting. "Good luck Chloe, I believe in you" she pushed Chloe towards Bea and ran off. When Bea saw Chloe just standing there, yeah standing like a stalker, she quickly got up and was about to leave until Chloe called after her "Bea Hughes, stop right there" she stomped towards Bea ``what the hell do you want Chloe, i got places to be right now" she said in a furious voice. "Oh really, cause i just saw you just sitting there like an idiot" she pointed towards the bench "it's called studying, of course someone as dumb as you woulnt understand" ouch. Maybe that was a little too harsh. "Look Bea, im sorry for what I said earlier about the oompa lompa thing, that was totally uncalled for so i came to apologize" Chloe gave her an adorable smile, no matter how dumb and annoying Chloe was, she sure was adorable. "Fine then apology accepted, just please don't come anywhere near me" she started leaving when once again, Chloe stopped her. Jesus christ lady just let me get back to my dorm. "I have one more thing to ask" Bea raised an eyebrow at her "I just wanted to ask if you wanted to come to the Gala with me?"

"YOU DID WHAT?!'' Zoey yelled at her. Well it wasn't much of a yell, more like a concerned question. "She forced me to go with her, plus i don't want to be rude about it, she has been nice to me the last couple of weeks'' Zoey shook her head as she took a drink from her champagne glass "honey, look, this is Chloe St. James you are talking about. Poppy's minion, poppy's second in command what would happen if she found out that you are going out with her friend" Bea knew this was going to happen, but it's not like Zoey is mad at her she is just concerned right? "Look Zoey, I know how to defend myself and how to handle it, if Poppy tries to do something I will… I dont know...ill figure it out later, but I'm going to the dance with her and that is final" she stormed towards her room and laid on her bed thinking about what she just did. What if all of this was just a trap, what if poppy told Chloe to ask her out just to humiliate her like she did with Zoey at the bacchanalia. *ding* her phone went off. It was the T. They had posted again

Good morning Belvoire

Hopefully everyone is ready and has a date for tomorrow's gala, I sure do and after what appeared to be a fight going on with wannabe and our queen Poppy, we prepare for the Gala tomorrow. After the recent events of today, we might experience some interesting things tomorrow at the gala. Nevertheless, we should all get ready. One more thing, rumors have it that wannabe is off to the Gala with one of the top 5, wonder who it could be. One thing is for sure, poppy is not going to be happy about this

Kisses,

The T 

Great now everyone knows that i'm going to the gala with one of the top 5, the good news is no knows who it is, until tomorrow

“Come on Bea, we are going to be late, plus our limo is here to pick us up” Bea ran out of the bathroom picking up her phone and wallet from the countair in the kitchen. make up, check. wallet and phone. check and check. she was nervous as hell. nervous about both Poppy and Chloe but she had to calm herself down “okay Bea, deep breath” she relaxed herself

The gala was full of rich people, Bea felt out of place already. “you okay, Bea?” she snapped back to reality. “hmm oh yeah, I have to go find Chlo, I'll see you soon” she was about to leave when Zoey graved her arm “hey, about yesterday, sorry if I was acting like a bitch, I was just worried about you that's all” Bea knew that feeling to well. “‘it's fine Zoey, I was just confused and angry about what you said” Bea smiled “well, I promise it won't happen again now go find your date, I’ll see you later and have fun” Zoey gave her a small smile and headed to a different direction. Bea was trying to find Chloe but no luck and at the same time, she was trying to avoid Poppy, now if only she had some kind of tracker, that would make her search much easier. “oh hi, Bea” she got startled and jumped, she got all defensive but she then realized it was Chloe. “oh hey, chlo, umm...nice dress” she was wearing a beautiful royal blue dress with a blue necklace. “oh do you like it, me and Veronica went to the mall to buy dresses, well she dint exactly go, I mean she did go but she didn't buy anything” as if on cue, Veronic pops up “wow newbie you look amazing, im digging the power suit” she slides her hands through the fabric, amazed by it. “You got lucky this year, Chloe. This power suit makes you look super cute” she said, still focused on Bea’s power suit. “right?! that's exactly what I Said in my mind when I saw her” Chloe exclaimed. Veronica cleared her throat, “well I should get going, I need to live stream the gala right now for those who weren't invited. have fun you two, just not too much fun” she chuckled and Chloe blushed. “so how are you liking the gala so far?” bea nervously asked “it's fun so far, I think, Oh look there is Carter right there” she pointed towards Carter who just walked through the main doors “want to go say hi?” Bea froze up as soon as she saw poppy staring at her with an evil look, she got nervous “you go talk to him, I’ll go get us some drinks, tell him I said hi” she nodded and headed to a different direction. this was weird, usually Bea isn't scared of poppy, she always schools her ass. “what do you want now poppy” she scoffed “you're the one who came towards me” Bea crossed her arms “you’re the one who gave me the stink eye, so it's obvious you want to talk to me” poppy got closer to her. “I see that you are trying to steal Chloe away from me, dumb old Chloe. But i won't let you, you can't take away my posse from me, because I am the queen here” she stepped back with an evil grin, she looked so much like satans companion “what's wrong poppy? scared that this little piggy is going to blow down your house, scared that you might lose without your posse” she confidently said. “you don't know me Farmville, i'm a Min-Sinclair, us Sinclairs usually get what we want. think of me as a goddess and you as a filthy peasant” Bea let out a small laugh “are you sure because all I see is a pathetic Bitch looking for excuses to be rude towards others, might be the reason why Veronica and Chloe hate your ass”  Poppy started getting defensive “watch your mouth wannabe, you don't want to piss me off” she got tense “whatever you say Poppy, but just so you know, I won't let you ruin this night for me” poppy stormed off. the look on her face was priceless. Bea went over to where Chloe was “so no drinks?” she asked “sorry, I had to go deal with someone” she raised an eyebrow “never mind that” Bea extended her hand towards her, “May I have this dance Ms. St. James” she shook her head “finally, I was waiting forever” she took her hand and Bea led her towards the dance floor. “You know, I never thought I would be going to the dance with you, I thought I was going to be stuck alone, until Veronica encouraged me to ask you to the Gala” Bea let out a polite smile “you by yourself? Someone as beautiful as you shouldnt have a hard time finding a date” Bea signed “You were actually my first choice on who to go to the gala. I never brought myself to ask you since I thought you hated me” they swayed along the music “okay cut the romantic crap-I mean I still hate you Newbie but I thought I should give you a chance” Chloe blushed “no you love me, I knew you would warm up to me eventually” “yes- I mean no...stop confusing me” Bea laughed. “I rest my case” As they danced, Chloe started getting closer to her “you know I never had this much fun ever since the Bacon-alia” Bea let out a small chuckle, god she was adorable “you mean bacchanalia?” Chloe nodded “yes that's it, I think” they danced the night away in pure bliss. making Bea forget about everything. forgetting all about poppy, the ranks, the gala and just focused on her and Chloe together. dancing the night away

[rhetoricalrogue]

Wayhaven Week, Day 2

For the @otomefandomevents Wayhaven Week 2020.

Prompt: Tender Pairing: Mason/Zoe Dawson Warnings: Mild PG-13 type swearing. This is Zoe I’m talking about. Possible spoilers for Book 2′s carnival mission. Word Count: 1,650 Summary: Sudden motherly interruptions put a halt to a somewhat enjoyable evening.

“Does it bother you?”

Zoe frowned as they walked, slowing down as they passed several groups of people. “What? The lights and the noise? I mean, a little, but that’s mostly because carnivals aren’t really my thing.  Too many people around and too many opportunities to steal your things right out of your pockets.” She gave him a sideways glance. They’d been at the fairgrounds for over thirty minutes and she was ready to leave. “I’m more worried about you. We’ve been walking around for a while, you want to wander somewhere quieter?”

Mason shrugged.  It was true that the saccharinely sweet smell of cotton candy mixed with the repetitive calliope sound being loudly broadcast over a speaker he couldn’t pinpoint was giving him a pounding headache, but time taken to get a breather away from the noise and grating smells that at times felt like nails raking over chalkboards only meant that they had to remain in them longer than he would like. “It’s fine.” He paused, eyes scanning the crowd ahead of them. “No, I meant the whispers. People noticing you’re with me.”

“Ah.” She stuck her hands into her jacket pockets and shrugged. “Not really?”

He rolled his eyes. “You sound so sure.”

“I mean we’re supposed to be here on a date, so no, I don’t mind. People are probably more shocked to see me out with someone since I haven’t done the whole relationship scene in a while, plus this is a small town; there’s bound to be talk.”

Mason mirrored her body language. “That’s a damn shame.”

“Shame that I’m single, or shame that the good men of Wayhaven haven’t gotten to have the full Zoe Dawson experience?”

He snorted. “Good to see that you don’t have a fragile ego.”

They continued to walk, Zoe snagging a hot pretzel from a vendor partly as a way to blend in and partly because she was starving after not having anything to eat since lunch. She offered a bite to Mason, who shook his head. “So…”

He tapped out a cigarette, looked at the large group of children nearby, and put it back into the pack. “What?”

She looked at a bunch of mothers she recognized from doing school safety programs standing near the child-sized rides and waving to their kids as they passed them. As soon as they saw her looking in their direction, they gave nervous smiles and turned away, but not before doing a second glance in Mason’s direction. Zoe assumed they were feeling guilty about being busted for staring. “Your hearing is a lot better than mine. What’s the mood?”

“Happy go-lucky? I’m going out on a limb and guessing it’s normal for carnivals.” He absently rubbed at his forehead and while he didn’t say that the lights from the row of carnival games were bothering him, Zoe noticed him squinting and steered them down a less brightly lit avenue behind a few tents where they could still see what was going on around them.

“I was talking about, well, the scoop about us.” She gestured back towards the group of moms they had passed by. “You think we’ll win any popular couple awards by the end of the night?”

He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you were the type to give a damn what anyone thought.”

“I don’t.  It’s just idle curiosity, that’s all.” 

“Ah.” He smirked and stepped closer to her. “You know what they say about curiosity and cats, Detective.”

She grinned and closed the gap between them. “That satisfaction brought them back?”

“So, you’re thinking about me satisfying you?” He gave her a toothy smirk when she looped her arms over his shoulders to bring him closer, her breasts pressed against his chest tightly enough that he could all but feel her heartbeat against his own ribcage.

She shivered as his hand palmed her hip, his warmth sinking through to her skin. “The question should be, could you?”

“Oh Sweetheart.” Mason ran the side of his nose against hers before moving to nip his teeth at her jawline. “You have no idea how -”

The crackle of the radio in both their earpieces made them jump apart. “If the two of you are done,” Rebecca stated, her voice stern. “There is a mission to get back to.”

Mason winked as Zoe scowled. “Yes ma’am,” he said, clicking on the radio at his collar. “We were just discussing…”

“That was a discussion?” Felix snickered. “It looked more like you were…”

“Deciding to head out to the fortune teller tent,” Zoe interrupted. “Which we were just leaving to go do!” Without thinking, she grabbed Mason’s hand and started walking away from behind the tents and back into the fairground proper.

“Hey, why the rush?” Mason tugged on her hand and deliberately slowed down the pace Zoe had set as they all but stalked through the crowds, pulling her back towards him. There was a flush high on her cheeks and one look told him that she hadn’t been embarrassed about being caught flirting.

She was angry. Mason didn’t need three guesses to know that it was because she couldn’t stand her mother telling her what to do.

“We’re here for a reason,” she replied, her tone clipped and posture rigid, almost as if she had slammed the relaxed, flirty side of her behind a thick barrier. “So let’s get on with it.”

Well. There went all the fun for the evening.  “We’re heading that way, why rush?” He squeezed her hand and smirked at her. “Keep running around like that and people are going to think you’re not having a good time on this date.”

She sneered. “I thought you didn’t do dates, Mason.”  With that, she let go of his hand and continued to stalk away.

His temper almost let her, but then he saw how she curled into herself, her hands gripping her elbows so tightly that her fingernails bit into the fabric of her jacket. Push people away hard and fast enough and they won’t be able to hurt you, he mused. I got your signal, Zo.  “Maybe I don’t,” he said, his long legs closing the distance between them before they got back to the louder part of the fairgrounds. “Doesn’t mean that maybe I might want to try it once, though.”

Zoe snorted. “To see how the other half lives?”

“Something like that.”

She slowed down and sighed. Her shoulders were still tense when she brought a hand up to press her fingers against the bridge of her nose, but Mason could feel the anger and aggravation slowly drain away from her. “I’m sorry. You're not the one I’m angry with, I was wrong to take it out on you.” She reached out and took hold of his hand, almost as if it were an extension to her apology. “It’s not your fault that she brings out the worst in me.”

He twined his fingers with hers. “Yeah, I can tell.”  He gave her fingers a little supportive squeeze, much like she had when they first arrived. “Come on, the sooner we do this, the sooner we can get the hell out of here.”

Zoe laughed and squeezed his fingers back. She leaned against his arm as they walked, the fortune teller’s tent coming into view. “For the record, I really was looking forward to spending more time with you.”

He leered. “Looking to get me alone, Sweetheart?” He let go of her hand to drape his arm around her shoulder, tugging to bring her flush against the side of his body.

She rolled her eyes, but wrapped her arm around his waist to stay where she was. “Always, Sunshine.” She looked like she wanted to say something more, but decided against it in favor of tugging on the collar of his jacket and bringing him close enough to press a kiss against his cheek, her lips grazing the corner of his mouth.

“Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?”

She reached up to wipe a smudge of dark red lipstick away from his cheek before resting her head against his shoulder. “For putting up with me when I’m being a moody asshole.”

“Oh? And what else could I get for sticking around?” She couldn’t see his smirk, but she could all but hear it.

“I guess you’ll have to stick around and find out.” Giving him one last squeeze, she moved away and walked up to the tent. “Just so you know, I do more than kiss at the end of a first date if I like the guy I’m with.”

Zoe put a little saunter in her step as she walked towards the tent, smiling as the dark chuckle at her back almost seemed to wrap around her like an embrace. “I guess I better make sure you like me, then,” he told her, stopping next to her to read the placard near the entrance of the tent.

She set one of the nearby flowers into the designated bucket and they both watched as if by magic, the ties holding the tent flaps closed fell away. “Age before beauty.”

“You just want to check out my ass.”

“Every job has its perks.”

Mason grinned as he stepped inside the tent, his eyes scanning the interior. Even though he was supposed to be focused on the mission they were assigned to, he couldn’t help but let his focus stray back to Zoe as she moved behind him.

She caught his eye as she stood beside him and the small yet open smile she threw his way made something flip in his chest. I do more than kiss on a first date.

Mason stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets and smirked, suddenly having all the motivation he needed to make sure this date, however fake it was, went off without a hitch.

[royallyanxious]

What makes a good lava cake

Paring: Prinxiety 

Summary: Roman wants to make a breakfast for Virgil. It does not go well. 

Thank you @quietlypondering for the inspiration :)

Word count: 1470

Triggers: fluff all the way through, a crack fic

Ao3

Let’s get one thing straight - Roman didn’t make a mess in the kitchen. He called it: an artistic chaos in the cooking space. There was nothing wrong with that. The flour all over the place was the sign of his never-dying dedication. The fact that he had to go cry in the bathroom when the cake turned out weirdly heavy and oddly tough, was clearly the final proof that he didn’t lack an artistic flare. After all art required sweat (been there), tears (checked) and blood (one drop that was spilled when he cut the chocolate was enough).

But even the greatest artist, had their mentors.

Roman dialed the number. 

“Roman.” Logan never asked. He stated.

“Logan.” replied Roman through his teeth. He would not cry to Logan on the phone.

“The sound of your voice suggests that you have water in your eyes.” 

Well, shit.

“I also have a question.” Roman rolled his eyes, “Let’s say you’re preparing a lava cake for the love of your life-”

“Patton prefers lemon tarts but go on…” Logan cut swiftly.

“Lava cake.” repeated Roman, “Are you sure that the lava part is supposed to be liquidy? Or maybe the recipes by ‘lava’ refer to… molten-rock-kind-of-lava?”

There was a beat of silence.

"... I think you know the answer to this question Roman. I'm hanging up right now."

"No! Nononono!" Roman roared desperately, "Please… Help me… " he added meekly, making sure that Logan still didn't end the call. 

A long sigh resonated through the phone. Roman was pretty sure that he could feel disappointed vibrations on his own skin. 

"Roman, I would love to help you," started Logan, his voice’s a tad softer than earlier, "But you know what mum always told you. You are not a good fit for a cook. Why won't you write a poem where you shall compare Virgil to a cupcake, instead of actually making a cupcake?"

"But where would be romance in this?" Cried Roman helplessly, trying to break his second cake with the first cake. 

"Virgil, loves you as much as you love him, brother. He would be thrilled to get anything from you, believe me." Logan said cooly, "Now stop this madness, clean up the mess and let me sleep. It's 6 in the morning." he finished.

Beep...

"Wait, what- Logan?" Roman asked, staring intensely at the phone, "Logan wait, I don't even know how to make a perfect- ugh."

The sound that slipped through Roman's parted lips, reminded more of a war cry than a frustrated growl. Luckily his neighbours knew about his love for Game Of Thrones so in a worst case scenario they'd think he decided to make a morning marathon. 

Roman brushed Virgil's purple apron off the white flour that was currently covering it. Or was that sugar? Roman wasn't sure. Perhaps that was why the cakes turned out strange after all.

It was time to face the music. 

Cake was not a good idea. 

Luckily, Roman wasn't the type of person who gave up easily. He pulled off the apron and carefully put the "cakes" into the trash can (he was afraid that if he dropped them, he would break tiles). The key was to prepare food - no one said it had to be a cake. Besides, lava cakes were overrated. Virgil didn’t even have instagram to post a picture of a perfect chocolate goo. Yes, apparently the universe wanted Roman to prepare something easier, something more mundane, something like… What did Logan say?

It was 6 am, wasn’t it?

“Breakfast it is then!” smiled Roman to himself, completely oblivious to the sparks of madness that there brightening up his eyes. 

According to the article on wikipedia, it was impossible to mess up a breakfast (Roman would call it “mispreparing”, not “messing up”). Sure, for the past 2 years it was Virgil who was in charge of cooking, ever since he caught Roman trying to fry an egg in a toaster, but it was in the past and Roman learnt a lot since then. 

For example - he knew that he certainly needed a pan.

“Now is it a saucepan or frying pan…” he hummed happily, going through the content of the cupboards. “Is there even a difference…? It’s probably some american english and-or british english bullshit again,” Roman pondered, being completely wrong.

Finally he pulled out something that looked almost flat. He was pretty sure that the love of his life was usually using this silver shield to make his scrambled eggs. 

“Fantastic.” Roman praised himself, nodding to the pan. “The recipe suggests using one egg and butter. I assume that they don’t mean one whole butter…Hmm... ‘If you want to you can add a tomato but remember to’... Well, that seems a little bit over the top even for me.”

Carefully, not to burn himself, Roman put a spoon of butter on the pan. He stared at it for a moment, wondering vaguely why it hasn’t started melting yet. Then he turned on the burner. Pleased with the result (butter started melting!), he also turned on the oven just in case. He glanced at the clock. It was almost 7am.

“Great masterpieces take time.” he said out loud, hoping that the microwave agree. It didn’t but that was probably only because microwaves don’t talk. “It’s time for gran finale!”

Roman gently put the egg on his hand.

“You better not mess it up, mistress.” he mumbled to the egg, slowly raising the knife. He didn’t want his victim to see it coming. 

“I promise to make it quick.” he promised under his breath, before swiftly hitting the eggshell with a knife. It felt empowering, he could now understand why Virgil liked cooking so much. “And now… onto the pan…” 

One could think that there was no way someone would make a mistake at this point. But people are fools after all and some of them clearly haven’t heard of Roman. 

Step 1: Crack an egg.

Step 2: Try to put it onto the pan.

Step 3: Fail and miss the pan.

Step 4: Watch an egg hit the counter and then watch it slide on the floor.

Step 5: Remain in this position, asking why the world hates you.

If a look could cook, this egg would be fried to the bones with the way Roman stared at it. And if there was one thing he was proud of, it was the fact that there were no eggshells in this particular egg that was chilling on the floor. It however did mix with the flour that was there before.

Someone snickered and Roman turned around, almost losing his balance.

Sure enough, his boyfriend, Virgil - in his full morning glory, was standing in the door of the kitchen. He was also desperately trying to stop himself from laughing. His feet were bare and covered with white dust. He must have been standing there for a while now.

“H-hi, Virgil my dearest,” Roman stuttered, trying to ignore the crackling sound behind him. “I thought you are still asleep…”

“I woke up when I heard the fire alarm. It’s pretty loud,” explained Virgil, sporting the you-are-a-dumbass smile.

“Ah, haha. Well, it is pretty loud, isn’t it?” Roman scratched the back of his head, shooting the but-I-am-your-dumbass smile.

Virgil inhaled deeply, trying hard not to wrinkle his nose, “So… are you going to turn off that burner, Ro? Because I’d prefer not to eat the burnt butter from this wok?”

“Wo-who?” repeated Roman, his eyes widening.

“A wok. Also known as a wok pan.” explained Virgil, leaning against the counter to grab some towels, “A pan suited for Asian cuisine,” he added smirking.

“...”

“Go ahead, you can ask, Roman” beamed Virgil. He looked incredibly pleased with himself.

Roman sighed. God damn Virgil and his angelic-verging-on-mischievous smile.

“You don’t make scrambled eggs on a wok pan, do you?” he asked, knowing already what the answer was.

“Nope,” Virgil grinned and quickly pecked Roman’s lips, “But I do appreciate you trying, Ro. Although… maybe next time try to write a poem about breakfast instead of making one, what do you think?”

“But where would be romance in that?” groaned Roman softly, fixing his eyes on Virgil’s feet. He had a strange feeling of deja vu. 

Lean, slim fingers gripped on Roman’s chin, forcing him to look up.

Roman always thought that Virgil had the most beautiful eyes on earth.

“What do you mean by ‘where’s the romance’?” Virgil tilted his head cutely, “‘Roman’ is right in front of me and the ‘ce’ part is simply overrated.” he smiled, making it impossible for Roman not to lean closer and close the gap between their lips.

“Happy anniversary, Virgil.” he mumbled into a kiss, feeling the curl of Virgil’s lips against his own.

“Happy anniv, Ro.”

The end.

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