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luimagines · 1 year

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OK OK, BUT CONSIDERED THIS:

Modern day chain getting isieked in hero-game- character reader's fantasy world.the chain are all basically like somewhat fans of readers game & have played every version but then one day they get transported into reader's world & now the reader has to protect & transport these guys back to their worlds.

Could u imagine one of the links (who's got a big crush on them) is getting taught by them on how to use a sword because as badass as the hero is they can't always be there to protect the links.

Then they get them into THAT position.

The classic one.

You know the one.

You know what I am talking about.

Picture this :

The link in question (whoever you want) is swinging a sword, sparing with the hero with their newly learnt swings & techniques. The sun is barring down on them as beads of sweat flow down from their foreheads & layers of their top garments have already previously been discarded to limit their restraints & to also prevent themselves from getting a heat stroke.

Duck, block,swing,parry, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, jump & duck.

They kept repeating this pattern with Y/N as they spared off together as with each repetition began to go faster & faster then the previous. Sometimes the hero would throw in an attack from outside of the rhythm to shake up the playing field & to keep link on his toes yet still stayed consistent with the patterns as they'd clashed their metals.

Duck, block,swing,block, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, jump & duck.

Y/N's eyes never seemed to move from their cold & laser focused stare into him that felt like they'd burn right through him into his soul.

Link had continued to keep his eyesight trained into their attacks with every hit,but a part of him just couldn't seem to stop his eyes from occasionally trailing off ever so slightly to admire...their very VERY impressive build that looked....ahem......a bit sweaty.

He could almost feel a lump in his throat form as he watched the bead of sweat roll down thier-

FOCUS LINK!

He quickly blinked as he shouted at himself internally only to look up & narrowly blocks a hit coming from above.

The heat must have really started to get to him if he was struggling this much to not get distracted.

That was the only explanation he could think of, after all they had been sparing for a while in this summer heat,both of them are nearly at complete exhaustion with everyone else resting inside the lodge inn thus leaving them both alone together.

Swing, block,swing,parry,swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, jump& duck.

It was hot.

He's cheeks felt hot

His face felt hot

They were hot.

He just felt hot.

Everything felt hot & his muscles screamed out for him to stop but he couldn't, but for what? What was it? Why did he always want to still keep going?Was it his pride? Fear? Stubbornness? Determination? Adrenaline? Whatever it was that was calling out to him to keep going was starting making him feel as if somewhere in a some distant world he was made-no-meant-no- he was built to do this, it was near second nature to him.

Duck, block,swing,parry, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,duck, jump & duck.

It felt...good.

Duck, block,swing, swing, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, jump & duck.

It felt real.

Duck, block,swing,parry, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, block & duck.

It felt natrual

Duck, swerve,swing,parry, swing, swerve,dodge, swing,swing, jump & BLOCK.

It felt normal.

It was just hot outside that's all.

Then finally a loud clash is heard &-

Hit.

He blinked & saw he had knocked the sword clean out of the hero's hand, Y/N had looked over to where the sword had been thrown then they turned to him & gave him a quick surprised but proud smile as they placed away their shield behind their back signaling that it was the end of todays lesson.

"Ha! Not bad! Not bad at all!You've improved a quiet lot haven't you? I don't know if I've mentioned this to you but you lot really seem to have a bit of talent for this sort of stuff.I guess it won't be long till your fighting moblins all on your own,eh?" Y/N walked over to pick up the discarded sword from the ground before turning to walk back to Link.

And as much as the majority of his being screamed in joy once it was all over, somewhere in the smallest piece of him that lived somewhere deep in his primitive mind somehow wished it didn't end.

But he still was relieved to finally be able to rest.

"hah-well, ah-we've got a pretty great tutor for this stuff,so-hoo- we can't take all the credit.." link pulled up the side of his sleeve to clean away the moisture building on his face as he breathed heavily.

"Your stance still needs some work though, next when you're going for a slash remember to put more of your weight forward into it & twist your hips a bit, it'll make it much more faster." Y/N held the sword up to demonstrate the motions.

"You mean like this?"

Link attempted to copy the reiteration only to be cut off by them once they noticed his inaccurate stance.

"No,no,no, you have to turn,turn your, link you gotta-no! You have to- nevermind let me just-!"

And before he could even get a breath out link suddenly felt a pair of hands latch onto him & very warm chest pressing into his back.

Freeze

Suddenly the air in his lungs didn't exist as he felt a hand grab into one of his fore arms & a hot breath blow past his ear. His mind went blank as his perception of the world around him narrowed down to the person behind him.

He couldn't hear anything past the pumping blood & low breathy words being spoken in his ears like fine wine being chugged down.

He could very clearly hear them speaking but he couldn't know what they were saying,it was like their voice was both too close & too far away for him to hear.

He turned his face over to speak only to come to notice just how close their face was to him & was almost startled. He must have been staring during those few seconds because the hero had soon stopped talking still facing forward with one hand still guiding him glanced to his face with their eyes.

"Hey, seriously, you need to be paying attention to this part,Link."

He could swear he almost felt their lips brush past his ear as they leaned in just a bit closer to him.

Suddenly he felt a pair of fingers gently but firmly grab his chin to divert his attention right back to the sword in front of him.

"S-sorry, right, I was just-nevermind.." He blinked & shook his head regaining his focus as he felt his cheeks begin to flare up more again both from the initial embarrassment of getting caught in that fashion & by much they've physically gotten closer to him.

It was just the heat that was all, he was just imagining it!

"Ok link just move your hands up to the side like this & move your waist like that." Their voice sounded tired & breathy next to his ears as he contemplated if this counted as being in torture or heaven. Sure he fantasized about hearing the character of myths speak to him like this but not like "this" this.

It's just the heat,it's just the heat,it's just the heat!!

The hero then placed a hand on his hip pulling him in to turn as he felt himself pressed into their pelvic & the other hand guided the rest of his forearms to slash against a tree.

"That's right,just like that link.Just a little more & oh that's good. Right there Link! Keep going!"

Hylia please end him right now or give him strength to live through this. On second thought maybe just kill him & end his suffering.Were they doing this on purpose? They had to be. Then do they know about his feelings? Were they just teasing him? No it wouldn't make sense since it would be so out of character from them to be like that in the game.

But they aren't in a game.

And Y/N wasn't a game character.

Sure they looked,acted & sounded perfectly like the protagonist in the game & their world/story is a perfect replica of the games & but that didn't mean they were the same person even though their life's stories/trauma are the exact same ones as the protagonist of the game &-

No,he was overthinking all this, his mind was trying to make the situation into something it wasn't because he was tired & it's been frying in the heat.

It was just another normal,everyday, INNOCENT little training with THIER FRIEND & nothing m-

"You're doing so good, Link. Don't stop!"

DEAR HYLIA KILL HIM NOW.

They had to be doing this on purpose.

If he didn't feel uncomfortable in his pants before he very much did now.

He could feel thier muscles & heat on his back. He could feel the strength in their arms as they firmly held his wrist getting him to repeatedly do the strikes.He could feel just how their frame seemed much bigger than his. Granted he wasn't a very tall person but this somehow made his more aware of his small short frame.

He wants it end.

He doesn't want it to end.

He wants it to end.

He never wants it to end.

SLASH.

There was a sound of bark being torn off & looked up to see a huge cut through the thick trunk of a tree that he must have left behind with his own sword.

He did it

The hero had then finally released his forearm & hip as they back off from his body.

And although he & he's bodie were relieved that it was finally over somewhere in the back of his subconscious mind still called out & wished it hadn't ended.

Only this time he was actually longing for it.

But now that Y/N wasn't right next to his ear any speaking to him he couldn't make out that they were congratulating him for his improvements because the sound of his own heart was beating through his ears before they walked off saying something about remembering to join the others after he rested.

Once they had left & were long gone Link fell down against the slashed tree.

As he sat there panting & gasping for air he leaned his head back to stare up to the sky's.

The sun was still blazing with only a few clouds hanging by.He sat there thinking to himself in silence.

He just felt hot. That was it.

It was just the heat.

He was just hot.

Nothing happened

He. felt. hot.

It.was.the.heat.

He began to think back on the events that transpired, like how their chest was presses so close against his back,the way thier hands were gripping onto his arms, the way their lips barely brushed past his ear,the sweet smell of sweat mixed earth & oak filling his nose,the sound of their grunting as they clashed weapons that breathy low voice that was so close to his face it sent shivers down his spine while they called out his name with praise, in only he'd have that all again but while-

NO! STOP!

No one did anything.

No one is doing anything.

Y/N was just helping them out, they weren't doing anything on purpose,it was just his mind playing tricks with him! Making things out to be what they weren't! He needed to get his head out of the gutter, he couldn't think of someone who's risked thier lives more then once for him in such a way.

But.then again..

His placed a hand over his mouth & looked down to stare at the sword in his hand as the memories flashed through his head once more.

Weather they did or didn't intend to do it on purpose...

His face flushed again.

His body was hot.

His face was hot.

He felt hot.

Y/N is hot.

He slumped to the ground with his arms placed over his head covering his face under the tree's shade in absolute embarrassment & defeat.

Well there was no point in denying it anymore

He spoke the last words from his thoughts out loud.

.......

.........

....,.............

"that was....kind of hot."

Hi Hello. I'm dying.

Thank you anon.

I'm blushing and it's dumb and I'm very happy to have found this in my inbox XD

I feel a little bad for Link- but it's not exactly out of character for Reader to make things a little bit hard for Link, is it.

Take that as you will XD

I just..... Everyone look at this. ^.^*

I have no more words. Take it. Enjoy it. I'll be thinking abut this for the rest of the day now. It's going to live rent free in my head for a week. <3

#pinky replies #modern au #isekai! chain #suggestive #anon stories #someone remind me to add this to the masterlist please!#i think i might have misses the last few #or at least one of them #so if someone would be so kind as to check #I would be forever grateful #this is toeing the line of my rules #but i'll accept it #since there's nothing graphic #goodness what would I even title it as?#Thank you Anon!!!!#<3

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radishblogging · 8 months

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i love your blog so much its just top-to-bottom pics of cats and its somehow my reason to get out of bed everyday

I told Daikon she made someone’s day happier today and she rolled around on the floor

#Thank you anon!!!!#I’m glad Daikon brings you joy too #kittyposting #anonymous #ask

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whumpasaurus101 · 8 months

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Heyyyyy! Your writing is absolutely amazing I love it! I was wondering if you could do something with a civilian being chased by a group of men, they quickly turn into an ally and hide as the men run past but the villain is there and see’s the civilian so they try to scare them but they realize that the civilian is badly injured so villain decide to help civilian?

WAAAAAA oh my goodness thank you youre so sweet!!!!!! I hope this is okay!!💜

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Civilian’s heartbeat was practically thumping in their ears. Their throat feeling tight as they took in choked gasps. Their body felt on fire.

Each step they took lit up every nerve in their body. They ran with one hand, the other clutching over their side as blood dripped from the gash. They grimaced but forced their legs to keep moving.

“Get back here you little shit, we’re not done with you,” One of the men roared. God, how did they get to this?? One minute they met a stupid bet and the next they were being chased by a bunch of hooligans.

Civilian’s eyes darted around the street before they saw an opening between two buildings. They forced themself to quicken their pace and turned into the alleyway.

Their back hit the wall as they watched the men run by, completely oblivious.

They were heaving for air, bloodied hand clutching to their side. They gasped in breaths, not enough for their liking.

“Well well well, what a pretty little thing to be wandering around these kind of streets.”

Civilian tensed as they unwillingly turned around, “St-stay back!” They tried to ignore the way their voice shook as they spoke.

Villain stared at them for a moment before bursting out laughing, taking a step forward as they tucked a curl behind Civillian’s ear, “My my, you are a cute one, hm?”

Civilian practically trembled under their touch, looking up at Villain with tears brimming their eyes. Villain gently shushed them, dragging a knife along Civillian’s kneck, stopping just under their chin, “You scared?”

Civillian couldn't even muster up the words, their mouth opening and closing, only a rasp escaped their throat as they watched the Villain- who loomed over them- with wide eyes.

“Ohhhhh, I could have my fun with you~ you’d look absolutely devine with my name branded along riiiiight-” they dragged the knife down Civillian’s throat, ghosting it just under their collarbone and stopped, “Here.”

Civilian flinched back, whimpering as their head spun, Villain’s voice barely coherent. They felt their knees buckle and watched as Villain’s face quickly turned to concern.

Villain was quick enough to catch Civillain, “Heyheyhey, easy,” Villain whispered against them, “Who did this?

Civilian let out a sob. Clinging onto Villain’s shirt as the pain engulfed them. “Please make it stop,” They sobbed, “Ple-please… it-it hurts.”

“It’s alright,” Villain whispered, “I’ve got you. I need a name though…”

Civillian whimpered, looking up at Villain, tears slowly rolling down their face, “He-Hero-“ they choked out before breaking into sobs, “Hero and their g-gang, they- they did it! I uhm..I made a be-bet and.. and I lost and- they did it…”

Villain stopped. How could Hero? Not only the city’s protector- but Villain’s own significant other? They held Civilian tighter, “Don’t worry… I’ll sort them out. They’ll never hurt you again.”

#THANK YOU ANON!!!!#asks my beloved #the best way to pass time until therapy is post hurt beans NSNSJSJSJSD #whump #whumpee #whump drabble #whumper #whumpblr #whump community #whump writing #civilian #villain caretaker #hero whumper #civilian whumpee #lee wrote something :o

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luwritesomething · 1 year

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since you wrote xmas how about halloween with Mickey pls?

Mickey Altieri Heacanons: Halloween.

Warnings: Maybe there's swearing?? It's me, so...

Edited?: Like always, no.

Reader's pronouns: Not stated, gender neautral.

Summary: Halloween with Mickey Altieri

Author's note: HIIII thank you for requesting <3 i decided to do these in form of headcanons since i had a brain rot and couldn't think of anything to write as a story. hope you like them!!

criticism, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! requests are open, especially for scream! hit that anon button and tell me your ideas.

in the scream fandom, i write for billy loomis, stu macher, mickey altieri, chad martin-meeks, mindy martin-meeks, tara carpenter, anika kayoko, laura crane

you bet mickey celebrates halloween like it’s bigger than christmas

it’s not that he doesn’t like christmas, he actually likes that one

but halloween is so underrated and dumbed down, in his opinion

he’s organizing a marathon of scary movies/movies that have anything to do with halloween for you too

even special episodes from tv shows he rarely ever watches,,,

MATCHING COSTUMES

not like a couples costume, MATCHING.

listen,,, this man would be down for having his costume match with yours in some way

even if it's different costumes from different movies, something like you wearing something red and him wearing the exact same thing

does that make sense????

oh and if you don't like dressing up, you bet this man is going to try and convince you to dress up with him

"just for me, this once? pleeease. it'll be fun!"

the scarier the merries, as he says.

you bet he’s volunteering for haunted house or corn maces or whatever implies being around people during the halloween time, especially if it’s with little kids

(i headcanon him as someone who does like little kids lol)

he’s so good with telling scary stories, the type you hear in camps or from older brothers that just want to freak you out

get ready for jumpscares, because he’s not stopping until christmas

he doesn’t like carving pumpkins, in fact, he hates it

it’s the smell, for him…

mickey is also rereading every single stephen king book he can get his hands on

halloween is a longer period for him, also… it starts the first day of october and ends in december first. the halloween night is just the top of it

every week, it’s a theme for the movies. like, week one it’s zombies, week two is vampires, week three ghosts, week four slashers… mickey is very organized with this.

scooby doo. that’s it, that’s the headcanon.

probably attends every dressing up party he can, and he’s dragging you with him.

“we’ll have a great time, babe!”

actually, him saying "it'll be fun!" is a constant when it's halloween

don't be fooled, it's always a constant with him.

lectures people about the slasher genre

LIKE FULL HOURS OF LECTURES about how the slasher genre is amazing and groundbreaking and even though now it's kind of considered boring, it's actually really important because---

please save whoever he's lecturing because he's not moving on from the topic and whoever he has cornered isn't escaping unless you drag mickey away

BEAMS when in film class they start talking about horror movies because of halloween

decorates his dorm with all kinds of halloween ornaments — fake webs, skeletons, bats, fake blood, you name it.

the fake blood.

the motherfucking fake blood.

mickey will casually go to class with fake blood in his clothes and just smiles when anyone asks him.

he can’t bake shit, but if you can, get ready to be annoyed with your baking having to be decorated with halloween colors or things.

he can get annoying, but we love his enthusiasm for halloween

one day he’ll probably make a short movie during halloween, the type with very corny dialogue and shiny blood, the type that it's rather cringy and embarassing, but a good memory still

i feel like he would be surprised that not many people actually find halloween fun outside the drinking and partying

i mean not surprised,,, but why isn't anyone else appreaciting it??

as a person who loves halloween, i might be projecting.

mickey would be so fun to be around with, though. he's like a kid in christmas

or a kid in halloween lol

but like, more excited

you BET he'd like to have a house in a nice neighborhood and keep lots of candy for the kids trick or treating

he wants to have kids and go trick or treating with them

well, that escalated quickly.

no kids for now

just having fun watching movies and being dumb during the best time of the year !!!

#mickey altieri #mickey altieri fic #mickey altieri x reader #mickey altieri headcanons #headcanons #niche character #halloween #halloween headcanons #writing #my writing #lu writes #mickey altieri imagine #mickey altieri x reader fluff #HALLOWEEN IS MY HOLIDAY #i love halloween #requests are open #reqs are open #thank you anon!!!!

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spirk-trek · 1 month

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David Bowie's "Loving the Alien" makes me think of Kirk first and Spirk second

https://youtu.be/ns2hmyP0mGY?si=dPv-OLWGUhYEdF4e

HOW AM I GAY AND A SPACE NERD YET SOMEHOW HADN'T HEARD A BOWIE SONG WITH 'ALIEN' IN THE TITLE????

bless you anon, it's perfect

as for my suggestion in exchange, my last answer was a song that is jim's theme in my mind so this one is for spock (it kinda perfectly follows his life??? and to me is just 10/10 for tos in general)

out of control - tim mcnorris

#spirk #song rec #thank you anon!!!!#don't cancel me if this is a super popular song #lol

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evil-child-fiore · 3 months

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not really a question, but...*hands you a stuffed animal duck*

Oh. Well. Thanks.

*squishes the duck and it makes a squeaky sound*

Woah...

*squishes the duck multiple times*

#I LOVE IT #THANK YOU ANON!!!!#disventure camp fiore #disventure camp ask blog #disventure camp #headcanon fiore loves squeaky things -blog owner leafy

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gunsatthaphan · 4 months

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Your blog is my home

🥺🥺🥺

#🥺🧡#thank you anon!!!!#this made my day #<3

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alixgracchus · 1 year

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"Nice black eye you've got there, kid" Slade whistled, apparently in a good mood, and Dick already knew this night is going to be long for him.

"Fuck off" he snarled, pointedly not looking at the mercenery. Good mood Slade apparently couldn't take a hint as well.

"Somebody caught you by surprise, hm? It's usually hard to land a hit like that on you" Slade kept talking like he didn't care, like something was humoring him, but Dick felt his calculating gaze on his bruised cheek and eye.

Of course the bastard was right; it's never easy to land a good hit on Robin like that. That's true as long as he's his usual overactive, ever alert self, not standing there, waiting for a blow to come. Not when it's Batman before him instead of some creepy criminal.

Dick really wished he could say B caught him by surprise.

"You're getting sloppy, kid," Slade said, but somehow his tone had a minute shift.

Before Dick could react, the man pushed him against the wall and gripped his chin. The young man gave a pained hiss, hands instinctively going up to his bruised ribs.

"Who managed to beat you up, little bird?" Slade asked pleasantly, yet his tone had a coldness underneath that made Dick shiver.

"What do you care?" he retorted defiantly, heart thrumming as he felt the grip on his chin tightening.

"Who?" he demanded, smile still on his face but his tone icy with brewing fury.

"Scarecrow," Dick lied, knowing full well this was a weak explanation.

Perhaps, deep down, he wanted to let Slade know the truth.

"Don't lie to me, kid," he growled dangerously, good mood and smile all gone. "You're smarter than that."

"This is none of your fucking business," the young man shot back, trying to escape the mercenary's burning gaze.

"It's him, isn't it? He dished it out on you and you took it like a good little soldier."

"Let me go, Slade."

Dick tried to look away, but the mercenary forced him to look at him.

"He hurt you and you did not say a single thing," he snarled, wrath bleeding in his tone.

It made Dick feel incredibly small, like he was again a little boy facing Bruce's anger. He needed to get out. It was too much. He couldn't breathe.

"Let me go!" he exclaimed, pushing Slade away with all his strength.

The man staggered backwards, still staring at him like he was minutes away from killing him.

"Just... leave. Please, Slade. Just leave me alone," Dick pleaded, because he didn't want to cry in front of him, because he didn't want to show him how broken he was right now.

Slade left without a word, looking like a rabid dog ready to bite. Dick slipped down to the floor, sobs bubbling up in his throat.

#sladick #dick grayson #nightwing #slade wilson #deathstroke #dcu #mine dcu #thank you anon!!!!

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