As I exit the Wings of Fire community, I would like to similarly purge related art from my files. Therefore, I’d like to share the art I did of @spicyylemonss oc, Smoke, as part of a now scrapped Wings of Fire fashion post.
Further notes under the cut.
Please note, these are all confined to their presentations during times of relative peace and prosperity- the recent wars mucked a lot of stuff up. This is also just the typical- tribes mingle and have their outsiders
Hivewing fashion: Stark contrasts. Harsh metals and leathers layered with light and airy fabrics. CON. TRAST. Soft bodies with sharp features, etc. Also muscles. Female hivewings are noticeably larger than males. So, most trans hivewings will simply carry themselves differently to show this. Some however, will try to dress larger or smaller. This included a terrifying fashion movement of mask and, among richer hivewings (both cis and trans), GIANT MASKS
Icewings: Though outsiders usually assume icewing fashion starts and ends with silver jewelry, this couldn’t be further from the truth. Outside of the circles, their fashion is all about leathers, pelts, and even bone! A rich and varied cloak of furs means an established hunter and crafter. They don’t need furs to keep warm (and prefer to feel cold), but that has yet to stop them. Their makeup and tattoo practices are some of the richest on the continent. Which makes sense, given how much bare skin they have in comparison to scales. A beautiful icewing, to icewings, is one solid color with neat, sharp features. Not ostentatious. Makeup is, in fact, one of the two main ways of denoting gender among icewings. In the middle of winter, a light blush on the nose is a typical denotation of feminity for middle circle dragons. If it works for reindeer, it works for icewings. The other first circle tribe method of determining gender is the horn carving- straight for masculine, hooked for feminine, curved for non-binary.
Leafwings: Lack of access to metallic and mineral products separates leafwing fashion drastically from the other tribes. Instead, they typically enjoy plants along with animal products. Their leather workers are legendary, but outside of the obvious there is little they waste when it comes to fashion. I say “animal products” because they truly will wear anything. During the tree war a former tailor stitched insect wings into their troops’ clothes as an intimidation tactic. Seemingly to spite their neutral scales and show up the beetlewings of their continent, they are outrageously colorful at even the most minor events. Scale paints and dyes are popular sights. Some older leafwings paint dark patterns onto their scales to ensure they absorb more light for a little extra energy boost. The height of leafwing beauty is soft with two-tone features. They have found a creative usage for leaf-speech to telegraph their gender identity: decorating themselves with plants which correspond to their gender (ie outcrosser male/female plants for binary or selfer/asexual plants for non-binary). Essentially using plants to give themselves a 6th sense based pronoun pin.
Mudwings: Though they are a very casual tribe, this doesn’t mean they don’t know how to get dressed up. Bog iron, teeth, manicured body moss, wood carvings, small beads, and colorful clays are all popular accessories. Generally at parties a sibling group will contribute most of their jewelry to one sib (usually whoever they have elected is prettiest, as the case varies). This usually leads to flocks of understated sibs surrounding a sib drenched in every piece of jewelry, antlers, plants, and makeup they could find. Once you move into mudwing nobility, you start getting ridiculous. Mudwings tend to be pretty flowy about what’s pretty, but vibrant, strong scales is one of the few things they seem to agree on. Due to a tendency to be rather antisocial outside of their sibs, there isn’t much of a consistent gendered presentation among mudwings. But, within closer knit mudwing communities they’ll usually use colored clay to denote gender. Usually dark for feminine and light for masculine, but it does vary. It’s not particularly well designed for outsider’s use.
Nightwings: Absolutely LOVE glass. Not even the volcano could kill that. Crystals too, but glass especially. Clear pieces that appear empty in the right light and flash in better light. Ever functional too- they still need to melt into shadows. Perhaps the stories about hivewings being the descendants of Clearsight is true, given how their beauty standard is roughly the same. Contrast is key! Nightwings don’t have any notable fashion or dimorphic differences between genders, so they will typically just announce themselves. A touch bland, but it gets the job done. One notable prophet dedicated themself to validating others through their prophecies. Also mindreaders can and will mess you up for misgendering someone on purpose and I won’t protect you.
Rainwings: They enjoy keeping their talons busy, so anything that can be braided will end up being braided. The most seaworthy seawing could never tie the sort of knots and braids rainwings have invented out of boredom. Other than flora, they will “wear” any fauna they can convince to stay on them. Sloths are popular, but so are ball pythons and other small (or very, very large) reptiles. Happy, bright colors and complicated combinations are key. Which isn’t particularly healthy but hey! Rainwings lack any set social cues for gender, so usually they just rely on their rich gossip culture to learn about other dragons. With rising literacy and inter tribe mingling, more and more rainwings will literally just spell out their pronouns over their scales.
Sandwings: The Richest fashion culture. Their very much into picking up pieces of other tribe’s fashions, but they do have some unique styles. Tattoos, for one. Though there’s no tribe that can’t be tattooed, sandwings scales take particularly well to ink. They usually go for light fabrics and pelts that can easily be discarded. They don’t enjoy flying or burrowing with anything on. Cool colored stones are popular for their contrast, and some superstition about water. (Yes, this makes Quibli a punk.) Among working sandwings, deeper scales are preferred (rich sand is always darker). The sandwing aristocracy, however, considered it the opposite- pale, unblemished scales mean you’ve never had to work a day in your life. A new Queen might finally dissuade this one, however.
Silkwings - Usually not super interested in fashion, honestly. At most they might use crystal powders to create an extra layer of glitter over their scales. They do, however, heavily engage in fashion to support others. What do I mean by this? Basically, when a silkwing develops any sort of visible disability or disfigurement, their community will rally to support them through all their means (but especially when it comes to fashion). You need something? Boom, the whole community is working out what craftspeople they need to hire. You just want support? Boom, a whole new community wide fashion movement to embrace you. It gets overwhelming very quickly, but they mean well. More colors is better, and Blue is considered very handsome. Also, colors and patterns which match the butterfly they’re named for. There are some specific wing patterns associated with being male or female. Binary trans silkwings will typically paint or tattoo their chosen patterns, while non-binary silkwings typically have a preference for mixed or geometric patterns. They are also sexually dimorphic like hivewings (I wonder why?), but consider the mask thing a bit much. Which is a lot coming from the dragons who think fashion begins and ends with glitter.
hello everybody here are some headcannons for my favorite boy
not my gif!!
a/n: this is kinda gonna be set in a modern a/u bc it’s easier to work with and i am lazy
warnings: smoking!!!
okay, first things first, let’s get it out of the way, he’s so stylish.
he would def ask you to paint his nails and put makeup on him just to get a rise out of his grandma
he always gives you flowers because, tewkesbury is tewkesbury.
he loves, loves,LOVES. being called a pretty boy. especially when you add a ‘my’ before it. he melts.
he met you through enola and he thought you guys were dating at first so he was upset for a long time.
he loves jewelry, nothing fancy, cute little handmade bracelets and wire rings.
he loves music, and plays guitar.
you play drums so always talk about making a band.
he’s not really the jealous type, but when he is he usually just makes fun of the guy subtly. “did you get dressed in the dark?” and then he feels bad because, say it with me, tewkesbury is tewkesbury.
he loves going to rooftops and smoke, it’s relaxing to him.
he once invited you and it became your thing.
he once saw you braid your hair and he begged you to teach him, no arguing.
his favorite songs are love my way by the psychedelic furs, just like heaven by the cure, and under my thumb by the rolling stones.
why? because i said so?
he loves writing, so finding miscellaneous love letters is normal.
when he’s anxious he loves having you read to him
all he wants to be is the best boyfriend for you, nothing more
he really liked sour by olivia rodrigo, he cried to it even though he had never been heartbroken
he thinks you’re the most beautiful being to ever exist. and he makes sure you know it.
his kisses are so soft and tender, so so cute.
he loves how you mutually teach each other things.
he “never cared for his hair”, but you did. you loved it. could never keep your hands off of it.
he moves around a lot when you guys sleep, so waking up with no blanket on you isn’t strange.
he’s a little bratty toddler sometimes, but you’ve learned to live with it
at the end of the day, you guys are absolutely the cutest couple.
I know I haven’t picked BBAG in a very long while, but I have ideas and headcannons popping up lately.
The kids would refuse to sleep until their literally big brother came home, fight a bit on the spot for sleeping next to him, before leaving the place to Bjorn because the youngest can only sleep with the steady heartbeat of the mini Giant to calm him down.
Despite his “bed” already cramped up for his 20 ft, Virgil has to twist up so he’s lying on his back enough to place Bjorn on his chest, also trying not to accidentally crush his other siblings.
Tony and Peter casually talking about his patrols and Peter suddenly mentions the one and only merc with a mouth.
“Mr. Deadpool showed me this cool trick-”
“Mr. Pool knows this great mexican place-”
And Tony doesn’t know whether to have a heart attack because his kid knows deadpool, laugh because “Mr. Deadpool”, or be overly fond of his kid because only Peter would call a Mercenary “Mr.”
Him subconsciously eagerly grabbing for your hand or waist to hold whenever you’re reaching out to comfort him, surprising you with how much he’d actually grab you and want to initiate contact with you first.
Somehow he would always pull you to his side in a protective and possessive manner whenever you were around - but would claim it was to protect you in case of any danger if he was ever called out.
Bunnymund always being nervous and jittery whenever you are gone or have to leave his side, but finally breathing easily once you are within his grasp and have your arms around him as he takes in your presence.
Tapping his foot constantly whenever someone else takes away your attention from him or your have to leave his side - then trying to hide it when someone points out his nervous behavior.
Practically melting into your touch and losing his train of thought whenever you’d pull him to lay on your lap and carefully stroke his fur or his ears, feeling like he can finally relax and be himself whenever he is around you,
Calming down whenever you would simply cup his cheeks with your significantly smaller hands, the feeling of comfort washing over him whenever you would reassure his worries or insecurities.
Holding onto your hand and often insisting he continue to escort you around wherever you go, Not wanting to be apart from you yet, especially since you’re both spending your time together after the holidays.
Taking you to the Warren where you both can be alone together and he can bathe in all the attention you are giving to him and only him.
Grabbing your wrist and pulling it to kiss your hand more deeply whenever you would casually lay it on his chest or run it up and down his fur body, wanting to mirror the affection that you have for him and how his affection
Bunnymund becoming very soft spoken whenever you’d press your forehead against his and reassure him that everything will be alright, only to later on cup your cheeks just to keep you a little longer.
Him draping his significantly larger body over yours whenever you complain about being cold, allowing his body heat and fur to keep you warm whenever you both visit North’s place for the holidays or a meeting.
Only to complain when you insist on moving, but finally succumbing to his thick Australian accent begging to just a little longer.
Him being blunt the day after Easter and just asking you to hold him in your arms and kiss him, only to usually end up falling asleep as he enjoys the gentle and warm touches you give to him as he dozes off.
Waking up the next morning, with his Australian accent being husky from sleeping, as he tells you how much he loves you. Only to bury himself deeper into your grasp and take in your scent.
Overall Bunnymund knows he’s touch starved due to being so out of touch with the world and of course becoming a guardian. However he refuses to do knowledge it. Still, he relishes the little hugs and kisses given to him by his loving S/O. Making him very affectionate.
After the first time he makes love to his S/O he cannot help but to become overwhelmed by the various stimulation. He cannot help but to hold on tightly to his S/O and just soak in their affection.
I’ve spent almost my entire weekend working on a simple floor plan for the House of Lamentation. I was trying to write some dumb fanficiton, realized that I had absolutely nothing concrete to anchor these characters to, and that was a problem for me.
Internet searches left me empty-handed. I found a lot of impressive Sim houses, but they didn’t really give me what I was looking for. So, I came to conclusion that I was going to have to make my own.
There are a lot of small, often contradictory details about the HOL that made this a pretty daunting task at first. Then I just said fuck it and rolled with the punches. I took my liberties to make something that worked for me - and hopefully, it can work for you, too!
I like to imagine that my MC self actually did take time to create a map like this for her own benefit - and to the benefit of anyone else who might need it. (Potential spoilers ahead + map is not to scale)
AN OVERVIEW:
I took the time to scan my original drawings and upload them in a way that’s easier to read, (hopefully). From here, I’ll start from the Underground Tomb, and work my way up. The individual levels can be found under the cut:
-It’s cannon that the first time Luck cries in the anime (and manga) was during the elf incident, in front of Magna. This leads to Luck opening up to Magna more, even crying in front of him again.
-Luck’s biggest fear is failure and Magna tries his best to help him deal with this fear.
-Finral doesn’t like having someone pin or tie his hand up (both in a sexual and nonsexual sense) as it makes him feel helpless as without his hands he can’t concentrate his portals.
-Yami is lactose intolerant.
-Vanessa is a heavy drinker but she does it because she can, because she’s now finally in control of our own life.
-Noelle and Kahono have/had a romantic relationship.
-Noelle is either Poly or Demisexual.
-Finral in the manga can open portals inside people, he can do it in the anime (not cannon) but doesn’t as he doesn’t like having that much power and doesn’t want to hurt someone. Yami knows about this but Finral made him promise to never ask him or let him use that ability.
-Luck and Magna also have a thing most likely queerplatonic, everyone knows there’s something there but don’t wanna push it.
-Grey and Gauche talk about being homeless and what they had to do to survive.
-Finral joins in on this little support group and they all end up bonding.
-Grey has a social anxiety disorder
-Asta and Yuno don’t like admitting they are anything more than rivals and it’s very amazing and frustrating.
-Gauche and Finral are fairly protect of each other when it comes to their bio family, as they were both disowned and are aware of their parents shitty behaviour.
-Luck hates taking medicine as it makes him feel off, Magna, Finral and Yami are the only ones who can get him to take any meds he’s given.
-Yami is really protective of his squad mates and also really possessive.
-Magna dyes his hair a lot and Luck likes how it changes colour all the time.
-It’s cannon that Shinra likes break dancing but I think Arthur prefers ballroom dancing but is more than happy to watch and participate in Shinra’s favourite type of dancing.
-Arthur tried it once but ended up straining his wrist and making a fool of himself. It was pretty embarrassing- but Shinras laughter was totally worth it.
-Vulcan 100% was the first one to comment on their feelings in Company 8. Everyone else knew something was up but was to respectful to comment. Vulcan however has no chill.
-Obi is a bit worried as your not allowed to work in the same Company as your SO and some Companies are very religious. But despite all that Sister Iris and may other Company leaders have been very supportive, if not confused.
-Princess Hibana 100% tried to set those dumbasses up. And is totally their hype women. After she gets past the fact that Shinra doesn’t like her, she realises she respected him more than loved him. (I mean she still does love him. It’s just no longer romantic)
-Ogun is never the 3rd wheel. Mainly because it’s a fucking tricycle ride with those 3, as only one of them has the singular brain cell at any one time. Furthermore, Shinra and Arthur aren’t much different than they use to be and the only difference there is, is that they are all more physically affectionate with each other and there’s more pet names and flirting.
-Ogun also likes to tease them about their relationship and how long it took for them to actually get together. Arthur and Shinra don’t really mind it, and tease Ogun back for embarrassing things he said and did in an effort to play matchmaker.
-Obi is very supportive but ends up acting as a parental figure and gives the boys individual the ‘shovel talks’. It’s pretty funny to outsiders but the duo are pretty horrified in the moment.
-Iris 100% is also supportive but because of religious reasons doesn’t really ‘get it’ for a while but after Maki explains everything, she is ready to fight anyone who is homophobic.
-also Iris ends up coming out as bi later on, everyone supports her.
-Tamiki ends up using they/them pronouns and Shinra and them bond over being non binary, victor joins them as he is also non binary.
-victor uses all pronouns.
-Hibana likes to tease them about how they ever ended up together and she and Arthur have this friendship where they both ‘insult/make fun of each other’
-After Arthur tells Shinra about him being abandoned, Shinra decides that he is never leaving Arthur ever (not that he planned to) and doesn’t leave his side for 2 weeks. Arthur reassures him that he knows Shinra won’t abandon him but makes him promise to always come back and not die.
-Both of them have a lot of trauma and spend countless nights up late processing and supporting each other through it.
-They end up getting therapy at some point and they often go together for support and comfort
Bucky Barnes with a Harley Quinn!Reader would include
Request - Hi there sugar, this might sound weird but can you do a Bucky Barnes x reader who is like Harley Quinn? I knows it’s weird but I think it would be cool. Thank you!
(A/N I turned this into a Headcannon cause I could not for the life of me generate a solid plot.)
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- I imagine him not knowing how to talk to you
- Like at all
- When you were introduced he called you “spitfire” and “trouble”
- For a long time he just avoided you, not because he doesn’t like you
- He’s just unsure of you, plus the clash in personalities kinda scares him
- Even more when he got to see how carefree you are
- He’s constantly thinking you’re gonna get yourself hurt or in trouble (which happens more than you’d like to admit)
- Despite what he says he likes having you around
- You’re something new to the ex-winter soldier
- And he likes it
- Anyway, when you two are together he was definitely called “grampa” when compared to you
- It’s a joke on it’s own, the two of you, grumpy and crazy (two of the dwarfs)
- He’ll lowkey be a good accomplice
- “Did you steal that?”
- “Steal what?”
- “Alright then”
- And that’s the end of it like he doesn’t care enough,
- You definitely showed interest first, hanging around him, watching him train
- You knocked him on his ass more than once in training
- All in all he finds you very interesting, there’s nothing wrong with something new
he’s so annoying to text …. there’s MINIMUM three emojis per message and he’ll double triple quadruple text he doesn’t care!!! buzz buzz it’s leo again!
leo hates talking on the phone, he can do facetime but if someone calls him he just stares at the caller id until they hang up and then he texts “sup what do u want”
despite what’d u’d expect u will not EVER catch him on a rollercoaster or any similar rides??? this is actually p common with hephaestus kids because a side effect of their abilities is that they can sense EVERY rusty bolt and crooked frame and rotting piece of board
his voice is kind of raspy and a little higher pitched and he has the sliiightest accent (he grew up in texas and his first language was spanish so no one can ever place it when they first meet him)
leo’s always moving!!! he’s super fidgety and restless, he uses big arm gestures and he drums his hands and taps his feet and absolutely never sits still no matter how many times u tell him
u know that video where the guy shows a bunch of kids how chicken nuggets are made and then he’s like “now WHO would still eat this???” and all the kids put up their hands? leo
leo walking into the athena cabin just to start shit: so is water wet?
he’s SOOOO good with kids but not always like. toddlers or babies. like they gotta b able to walk and talk and go to the bathroom on their own he can’t be expected to take on that kind of responsibility
leo’s really good with long-range weapons since he has really good hand-eye coordination, but he struggles a lot with hand-to-hand combat and with weapons like swords or daggers
he can solve a rubix cube with his eyes closed and can recite over 120 digits of pi
i hate to admit it but he’d probably use like one of those 3-in-1 shampoo/conditioner/body washes
I want so badly to get back into writing and finish up the requests I have. But to do that I’ll have to get back into writing. So I’m just going to write a few things that make me excited, just simple little things I’ve been too scared to do since I kind of left y’all hanging out to dry. I’m not sure if I deserve to come back after all I’ve done, but I’m going to try and I’m going to try to come back better.
We already know it’s a miracle he even got to date you, he’s not gonna fuck up this chance.
Mad Lesbian vibes. So respectful of you and your ideals and all that shit while also disrespecting you and all your ideals and shit.
The BIGGEST TEASE. Like what a fucking RAT this one.
It’s like everything you do he’ll make fun of you for it (in a cute way ofc).
And he never lets you live shit down either. Like never ever.
That one time you laughed so hard at his shitty science joke milk come out, one of his favorite memories. You tripped down the stairs and landed on your ass and then farted, first thing he tells your parents when he meets them.
But really, he does it out of love. He likes seeing you flustered and smiling over all the embarrassing shit you’ve done. You can almost think of it as a way to desensitizing yourself to all the stupid shit that happens so it doesn’t sting so much thinking about it.
Speaking of! This boy wants you to be happy all the time! He’s going to go at your pace, be it slow or really fast.
If you love PDA he is your guy because he loves PDA. Especially in front of Yaku.
Hand holding, arm wrapped around your shoulder, kisses and hugs. The whole package.
He never half asses it either. It’s either full on kisses or hugs or whatever or nothing at all because that’s the type of person he is.
If it’s a halfhearted kiss he’s gonna make you do it again. An awkward side hug? Uh-uh, he’s gonna stop you and make you hug him the ✨right way✨
Of course, he’s not really… good at it at first, and he’ll be blushing like a dumbass because he’s getting touched by the person he loves… but its sweet and he gets better overtime.
Did someone say ‘emotionally available’? Cause Kuroo heard it, and he’s here for it.
He’s going to be open with you, because he trusts you and he wants you to trust him. () He’s gonna tell you what he’s feeling, and all he want is for you to listen.
If he had a really tough loss to some other volleyball team he’s going to go to you. He’s gonna cry, and then he’s gonna take you out to get something to eat.
Same goes for you, if you need to vent he’s the best bitch for it.
He’s ready to listen to you before you can even say “So today this bitch-“also ready to throw hands with whoever that is
Dates with him are few and far because of work and volleyball and school work. You know, the fun stuff.
But when they do happen? Oh honey.
He will absolutely go all out as a sorry. Fancy restaurants, amusement parks, expensive jewelry and candies and all that sweet stuff.
Though his personal favorites are when you go to museums with him and listen to him nerd out about everything there. It really cements to him how much he loves you.
He def calls you kitten, its his favorite, but he probably also calls you something stupid and nerdy like ‘my mitochondria✨~~’ or something else unattractive.
Oh! Oh! His ears are very sensitive, if you touch them he’ll shiver and almost purr like a cat!
Hates it when you do it around anyone, so feel free to do it around everyone to see his face light up like Christmas lights.
Its what he deserves :)
Overall he’s a very sweet loving boyfriend, and just wants to do this right. ❤️
A/N: Ahhhhh! This felt really good to write. I’ve been kind of too scared to write anything at all, so getting this done was so nice. I feel so excited to post again, but I’m also scared since I don’t think I am allowed to post after all my breakdowns and broken promises. Still, I’m going to try, so here’s my mediocre pick up. I hope you enjoyed
You were first introduced to his class as a foreign student from another country then you were promptly lead to sit by him and Langa.
He thought you were quite cute hence wouldn’t leave you alone.
Then one thing lead to another and now you are deeply rooted as one of the most important people of his life and obviously his very much loved s/o.
First time he heard you speak your native language you were on the phone with your mother chatting about something nonsensical like groceries being picked up.
He wouldn’t have known, he couldn’t really understand what you were saying at all but all he knows is:
He thinks you’re so cool.
You. are. so. fucking. cool.
How could you get even cooler?
(✯ᴗ✯)
Of course he’ll pester you into saying certain phrases for him in said language. Who would he be if he didn’t.
He’ll even try learning your language off a book or two but spoiler alert he will get very bored very fast and just give up two lessons in.
Understandable.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
If your accent lilts slightly on certain Japanese phrases he will hang on every word that leaves your lips.
If your speaking with family in said other language with him around he will just stand around you with instant heart eyes.
Langa doesn’t really know what’s the big deal because even though Reki is always slightly amazed whenever he speaks English, whenever you speak anything other than Japanese Reki looks so bedazzled.
he’s so whipped for you.
(・∀・)
Langa thinks it’s really impressive though but his reactions stay usually internal lol.
The day that Reki had to meet your parents he really felt like peeing himself because he was so scared to mess up his greetings.
You had no idea he spent the entire week before the actual meeting memorising all he could with basic greetings and phrases of gratitude in your language.
Your parents were well versed and fully fluent in japenese -hence you moving here- so there was no need for any translation on your part.
But Reki wasn’t here just to meet your parents. He was here to impress them.
And impress them he shall.
homeboy practiced and he practiced well.
( ´◡‿ゝ◡`)
He really pulled all the stops for this one. And not just in the lingual aspect.
When first meeting even you were shocked at the proper hello that smoothly slipped from his mouth.
There was no mistake or stutter in his words and you understood him perfectly well.
You could see your parents eyes shine even when he quickly explained that he’s still no where near conversationally fluent but he hoped his wording was coherent.
The rest of the meeting was spoken in japenese and even though it was the bare minimum you felt proud he took the time to learn proper bits of your language for your parents.
Now all those skipped nights at SK8 made sense and you quietly giggled to yourself.
{ Have a few ideas for Katelynn and her girlfriend, Crystal that I nearly forgot to share:
Crystal, a shiny Delcatty, isn’t at Nanba Prison, yet, but she will be soon when she’s able to apply for a job there. Since she and Katelynn lost their previous jobs with their coffee/bakery business due to one of their gals causing issues. Crystal has been job searching and has been struggling to get one but thanks to talking to Mitsuru at Nanba, she may finally get a job! Templeton is the only one who knows currently that Crystal is trying to come to Nanba and swores he won’t say anything.
Katelynn, a Purugly, was able to get a job at Nanba as a barista and as a baker. Which is good since her friends, Ruthie and Templeton, also work at Nanba so they’re able to see each other. Although Katelynn misses her girlfriend and tries to visit her once in a while and face time her when they both have time to after work. Not only is Katelynn a barista and baker but also a inmate since with what happened with her business, she got charged and jailed for it. Luckily Ruthie was able to help her out with transferring her to Nanba, along with Templeton. Since Katelynn has helped Ruthie a lot in the past, so Ruthie wanted to pay that back by helping Katelynn transfer.
Katelynn and her girlfriend, Crystal, enjoying teasing and messing with other guys, especially a couple guys that sparked their interests a bit from Nanba Prison (Trois and Honey). Much to their amusement for teasing and messing around, maybe they’re thinking about trying a relationship out with those two. They’re unsure cause of past experiences they had individual so maybe. They’re both bi and poly disasters tho with several mixed feelings. }
Notes: I mostly did this for myself because work is making my physically ill with stress and I’ve been distracting myself from it with LoZ. “OTL Made this kinda quickly, so pardon any errors. Hope y’all enjoy and tysm for reading!
Reader is gender neutral and implied Hylian. Warnings: None, but it’s a little spicy with Urbosa. Teba not included because he has a family asdfghjkl, we’re also gonna pretend Mipha isn’t head-over-heels for Link and that the house in Hateno has a kitchen on the inside.
Ugh, work… A long day spent on your aching feet, running back and forth between helping your co-workers and dealing with rude customers. Tired didn’t even begin to describe how you felt by the end of the workday. You take painful, throbbing steps forward to you and your lovers shared home. You trudged on, finally reaching your destination. A small smile growing on your lips, knowing full well you would find solace in your special person as soon as you opened those doors.
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________ [post-calamity]
❥ He’s preparing dinner in the kitchen when you finally make it home, shooting you a glance as you kick your boots off.
❥ You make your way over to him from behind, resting your head on his shoulder and snaking your arms around his waist.
❥ He offers you a contented hum and tilts his head to rest gently against yours. You knew your lover wasn’t much of a talker, so you started with a sigh, “…I had a bad day at work…”
❥ As you list off each horrible occurrence that came your way throughout the workday, you could feel the frustrations bubbling up inside you. ❥ Frustrated tears slowly began to roll down your cheeks and onto Link’s shoulder.
❥ You felt him tense and released him as he turned around to face you, the look of concern in his eyes ate at you a little bit.
❥ “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you I just wanted to vent a little…” You case your gaze down and to the side, a little ashamed for spilling tears.
❥ Link gently takes your chin in his hand and raises your face up to meet his, the cool colors of his eyes as deep as the ocean and yet so warm. He takes his other hand and runs a calloused thumb under your eye, wiping your tears.
❥ He shakes his head, dismissing your apology. He doesn’t have to say it to get you to understand what he’s thinking.
❥ You have nothing to be sorry for, never apologize for feeling the way you do. You are always, always safe to come to me and if you need to cry, I will be that shoulder for you to cry on.
❥ You two stare at each other silently for a bit before you push yourself into his chest, hugging him as tight as you can muster.
❥ He slowly runs his hand up and down your back and offers you soft, soothing shushes and “It’s okay"s. Leaves little kisses on the top of your head too.
❥ He will not pull away first, he will stay like that until you are ready to let go.
❥ After you calm down a bit, he pats your head and tells you to sit at the table because dinner is ready, and he just wants to treat you!
❥ You two eat dinner together and he tries his best to distract you from your day, maybe showing you some pictures on the Sheikah Slate or telling you about some stories from his adventures.
❥ After dinner, he offers to clean up. You help him, even though he insists you go relax.
❥ Is very cuddly and soft in bed that night, stroking your hair and peppering little kisses on your face until you fall asleep.
❥ Link is a busy guy, but he will make sure he visits you the next time to work. He might silently wander around the store and keep an eye out for any rude customers.
❥ He acts like a bodyguard until your boss kicks him out for loitering haha.
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❥ The Princess is no stranger to working yourself to the bone and knows all the tell-tale signs when someone is doing it.
❥ So, when you come through the door with a grim look and dark circles under your eyes, she knows you had a baaad day.
❥ ”Y/n? What’s wrong, did something happen?“ She quickly approaches you and starts inspecting your face.
❥ You let out a deep sigh, "I had a bad day at work…” Almost a whisper, you knew Zelda had much bigger troubles than rude customers. You didn’t want to burden her with something so mundane.
❥ She nods and takes your hand in hers, leading you over to a cushioned couch. “Alright,” She begins, “Please tell me about your day.”
❥ You blink at her but oblige. You list off every frustrating event that crossed your path and every horrible thing a particularly rude customer had called you today. As you come to the end of it all, you look up into her soft sapphire gaze.
❥ “But I don’t wanna bother you with stupid commoner stuff–”
❥ Her eyebrows twitch and she pouts a bit, “It’s not stupid commoner stuff! Nothing is stupid or common when it comes to you.” Her tone softens and she places a hand on top of yours.
❥ “You always let me come to you after a long day. You always comfort me every time I need you, so please, y/n, let me do the same for you.”
❥ You’re fighting back tears at this point, so you simply nod. She takes your shoulder and guides you down to rest on her lap.
❥ Zelda runs her nails gently across your scalp and smoothes her fingers through your hair as she offers you advice on dealing with people.
❥ She knows how harsh people can be, as hard as it might seem to believe not everyone loves the Princess.
❥ You can’t stay the night, or you might get in trouble with the guards or worse, the King. :( She kisses your cheek and wishes you a good night.
❥ The next time you’re working, she comes to visit. All eyes are on the Princess as she calls for the person in charge of the building.
❥ You’re a little wide-eyed and giving her a confused look, she just returns your stare with a cheeky smile. She’s up to something….
❥ When your boss steps forward, the Princess lets him know that you are one of the most valued workers in all of Hyrule and tells him that it’s royal orders that you’re treated better.
❥ A pay raise! More time off! Anything you want, it’s royal orders!
❥ She’s doing the best she can for you and you can’t help but smile.
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❥Big boy is so happy you’re home that he doesn’t notice your grimmacing as you step into the house.
❥ Picks you up from under your arms and hugs you pretty roughly, oof!
❥ “Daruk..! You’re crushing me…!”
❥ :O !
❥ Immediately puts you down and rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. “I’m sorry, y/n! I was just excited to see you, I’ve got so much to tell you about my day! I’ve finally got Rudania– Wait…”
❥ Leans down to get a real good look at your face. You’re normally wearing a happy expression when you see him, why do you look so down? And are those bags under your eyes?
❥ “Hey…. Y/n, what’s going on?”
❥ You sigh, shoulders dropping as you let out all of your frustrations of the day on Daruk.
❥ The entire time he’s nodding his head, letting out little “Oh"s and "Mhmm"s with each recollection of miserable events that happened to you today.
❥ Oh, how he wishes he could use Daruk’s Protection to protect you from the worries of the world and from the horrible customers that seek you out at work!
❥ The Great Daruk can’t though…. But what he can do is offer you an ear to listen and a nice massage.
❥ "My precious stone, let me help you unwind.” He kneads your shoulders painfully and just… No.
❥ A massage from a Goron is probably more life threatening than helpful, which he understands. He strokes his beard while thinking for bit, then a smile slowly creeps onto his lips.
❥ He doesn’t say anything other than that he’ll be back in a bit and to get comfortable, then rolls out the door. When he returns, he’s soooo warm to the touch.
❥ He explains he rolled along the lava beds and soaked up some heat just for you. He lays down and pulls you on top of him.
❥ The heat soaks into your aching muscles and you can feel your body slowly unwinding. You fall asleep on top of him, which he doesn’t mind one bit!
❥ Comes to check in on you the next time you work, he can’t stay super long because he has Champion duties. If he’s got a good handle on Rudania, you two will make a lunch date of your lunch break and share a meal on the Divine Beast.
❥ Reminds you how much he loves and appreciates you before you have to head back to work.
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❥ Sweet, sweet boy….
❥ As soon as he sees the exhaustion on your face, he comes running over.
❥ "Woah, y/n! Are you okay, did something happen?!“
❥ Fusses and worries until you sit him down and explain that you weren’t chased by bokoblins on the way home, work was just destroying you.
❥ "Oh… My poor y/n.”
❥ Takes you in his arms and hugs you as gently as a Goron can muster. Which is still a pretty tight squeeze for anyone else.
❥ Holds you close to him for a while before pulling away, smiling down at you.
❥ “Hey, I have an idea goro. Let’s go out to the hot springs!”
❥ Does not want you walking anymore tonight with hurt feet, so he cautiously carries you all the way there.
❥ You two sit close to each other and soak in all that good, warm water.
❥ He’s not the softest shoulder to lean on, but you do it happily anyway.
❥ Sits and listens to you vent as long as you need. When you’re ready to head back home, he carries you back and tucks you in for bed.
❥ Will visit you throughout the day next time you work, he’s worried for you and wants to make sure you’re OK!
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❥ She already knows you had a bad day before you’re even off work. The guards in the city whispered up the grapevine about how you were screamed at by a visitor to the city while working.
❥ The visitor, unbeknownst to you, was also quickly thrown out of the city after leaving the shop. The example made out of them didn’t seem to help much though, you were still frustrated and tired by the end of your shift.
❥ When you finally come to your shared room, Urbosa is waiting for you. She’s sitting on the bed, patting the spot next to her when you make eye contact.
❥ You slowly walk over, gaze cast downward as you sit beside her.
❥ “So, my jewel, I’ve heard you’ve had a rough day?” She places her hand on your shoulder and leans down to look at you.
❥ You place your hand on top of hers and look up, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think the serious expression on her face meant trouble. But you do know better.
❥ You can see the softness behind her eyes and almost feel the warm concern she has for you radiating from her.
❥ You nod and vent out all of your frustrations. All of the small, demeaning comments your boss made, all of the annoying customers you had to deal with, how none of your co-workers helped.
❥ You let out everything and how helpless it made you feel that you couldn’t do anything back without risking your livelihood.
❥ Urbosa sighed, guiding your head to her chest as she held you. “I’m so sorry, y/n. I hear your frustrations and I wish I could take every last ounce of pain away from you.”
❥ You smiled, “Nothing to be sorry about… It means a lot to me to just have you here and listen to me.”
❥ She hummed in response then untangled her arms from around you, “Still, I want to do something to help ease your worries.” She took your hand in hers and led you to the bathroom.
❥ She drew you both a hot bath, scented with desert flowers. After undressing, Urbosa guides you in and lets you rest with you back against her chest.
❥ She massages your shoulders and kneads small circles against your exposed back. You can feel the tension in your body melting away under her touch.
❥ Once you’re both done in the tub, you two head to bed. She whispers how much she adores you and how strong she thinks you are for being able to handle what you do.
❥ She’s too busy with her duties as Champion and Chief to visit you next time at work, but she does assign a few extra guards to stand as security for your workplace.
❥ Behind closed doors, she will be extra soft and affectionate with you. Will also leave you little notes full of positive affirmations on the days you have off, since she can’t be with you in person to say it.
❥ Will definitely say it to you though when she comes home.
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❥ Just like Urbosa, she’s already heard through the guards that you’ve had a rough day at work.
❥ Unlike Urbosa, though, Riju doesn’t have anyone thrown out of the city. She’s far too kind to do that, plus she knows that you’re strong enough to handle being yelled at.
❥ But, when she sees you enter her room with the most exhausted expression and dark circles under your eyes, she feels a little guilty.
❥“Y/n, my love, how are you feeling? Buliara told me you had quite the day at work.”
❥ You toss your sandals off to the corner of the room and flop onto your shared bed.
❥ You stare blankly at the ceiling while you list off all the things that happened today, a co-worker blamed you for their mistake which got you scolded at by your boss, you were yelled at by customers for being out of certain products, your feet hurt, your back hurts, the list goes on.
❥ Riju looks on at you calmly, nodding as she listens to you recount your day. By the time you’re done, there are tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.
❥ She quietly comes over to the bed and sits beside you, rubbing her thumbs under your eyes and down your cheeks. Wiping you tears. She leans over and plants a kiss on your forehead.
❥ “I’m sorry y/n,” She runs her fingers through your hair, “Don’t waste anymore of your energy on those people. Please? For me?”
❥ You smile up at her and nod. She smiles down at you and hops off the bed.
❥ “Come on, y/n. Let’s go forget our troubles for the day.”
❥ You and Riju head down to the Inn to get massages and the over to the Canteen to get some Noble Pursuit.
❥ It’s rare to see the Gerudo Chief so relaxed, but you and the Gerudo people know Riju would do anything for you and let people see a different side of her if it meant making you happy.
❥ Being with you tonight definitely made her happy, her face was not without a smile all night.
❥ The next day, Riju assigns a bodyguard for you.
❥ It’s the best she can do while being busy with her Chief duties, so please forgive her!
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❥ He isn’t actually home yet when you come through the door. You take quick glance around and realize he’s probably at the Flight Range or up in the sky with Medoh.
❥ You sigh, kicking off your boots and tossing your clothes off in frustration. You change into your pajamas and climb into the hammock you share with your lover.
❥ Laying there in silence, you think back on your day. Every foul-mouthed customer, every impossible demand from your boss, everything. The thoughts made your eyes sting.
❥ You pressed your face into your pillow and let out some stifled sobs, it was your pity party and you’d cry if you want to. And you did until the door to your home suddenly burst open.
❥ You jumped in surprise and just stared as Revali walked in, he placed his bow down and rolled his shoulders. Letting out a sigh, he finally turned to you.
❥ “..Hm? I see you’re already in bed and I don’t smell any dinner, what’s–”
❥ He takes a few steps closer then notices your tear-stained eyes. His eyes widen a bit in surprise while you quickly take to wiping the tears off your cheeks.
❥“Y/n, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
❥ “I’m not crying!”
❥ He walks up to you, leaning forward with one wing on the hammock and the other on his hip.
❥ “Really now? Then why are there tear stains on the pillow.”
❥ You look down to see that, yes, your pillow had betrayed you. Tear stains exposed for your lover to see.
❥ He hops into the hammock and sits beside you, wings crossed as he listens to you recount your day. The longer you go on though, the angrier Revali seemed to get.
❥ “Why do you let them talk to you like that? You’re the lover of a Champion for Hylia’s sake, you shouldn’t let anyone talk down to you!”
❥ His tone is sharp, but you know it’s not pointed towards you. He’s mad for you, mad at the people who hurt you.
❥ You’re not too sure what to say, muttering out a sorry. He shakes his head at your apology and takes you by the hand.
❥ “There’s no reason to be sorry, my dove. Here, let’s go get some fresh air.”
❥ He takes you on his back and flies you around the village, listing off all the reasons you’re so much better than everyone else and how perfect you are to him. May open up a little bit about his own frustrations so you know you’re not alone in feeling how you do.
❥ Takes you out to eat afterwards, he doesn’t want you to go to bed hungry.
❥ The next day, he is definitely coming to your work and he is going to play bodyguard. Revali is a stubborn and proud guy, so good luck to your boss if they try to get him to leave.
❥ Will publicly and loudly embarrass any rude customers that approach you while he’s there.
❥ Not the softest guy, but he’s trying to show you he cares.
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❥ We’re going to pretend that Mipha isn’t head-over-heels in love with Link, but for you!
❥ So, she made sure to get her royal duties and Champion duties done with as quick as she could so she could come visit you at work.
❥ Her heart skipped as she thought of how you might look when she arrives unexpected. How your eyes would light up with excitement, the sparkle in them sparking butterflies in her stomach.
❥ She couldn’t wait to see you!
❥ When she peaked her head around the corner of the entrance to your workplace, she was surprised to see the miserable look on your face and to see someone yelling at someone as sweet as you.
❥ As kind as Mipha is, she can definitely be strict when she needs to be. And she definitely needs to be right now.
❥ “Is there a problem here?” She marches forward, toward you and the angry customer.
❥ They stammer, shocked to see the Zora Princess in a place like this, but double down.
❥ “Yeah, there is a problem here Princess,” They turn and point a finger in your face, “This person right here–”
❥“Y/n.”
❥ They stop and look at Mipha.
❥ “If you wish to address my fiancée, you will address them by their name. Y/n.”
❥ The customer looks back to you then to Mipha, they mutter out a quick apology then dash out the door.
❥ Your boss, seeing the whole exchange, offers you the rest of the day off which you happily agree to.
❥ You and Mipha head up to the falls overlooking Zora’s Domain, sitting quietly side-by-side. You roll your shoulders painfully, a small couple of pops sounding out from your aching joints.
❥ Mipha carefully places her hand on your shoulder and you can instantly feel the tension shed away. She’s using her healing abilities on your sore muscles.
❥ “I’ve never seen you so serious, y'know…” You smile at her, breaking the silence.
❥ “Well… I’ve never needed to be that serious until now,” She pauses, “How are you feeling?”
❥ “A lot better, thank-you Mipha.” You lean over and kiss she top of her head.
❥ Her eyes widen as blush blooms vibrantly across her face. Hands still healing your shoulders, she shyly adverts her gaze from yours.
❥ You two sit in a comfortable silence until her hands leave your body.
❥ “There, that should do it.” She smiles to herself. She looks out over the horizon, seeing the sun setting in front of you two. “We should probably head back to the Domain.”
❥ You roll your shoulders again, this time with ease. Your body is definitely feeling the effects of Mipha’s healing touch.
❥ You hop up and take her hand in yours, helping her to her feet. You two continue to hold hands as you walk towards the Domain.
❥ “Hey, Mipha. There’s something I wanted to ask you about, something you said earlier today.”
❥ She hums in response and looks to you.
❥ “When you were talking to that rude customer today… You called me your fiancée–”
❥ She lets out a squeak as she stops in her tracks.
❥ “D-Did I say that?”
❥ Her face is so red, you can’t help but laugh!
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❥ This big, sweet boy right here….
❥ The moment he hears the doors to your shared room opening, he’s got the biggest grin on his face. He walks up the doors, arms open ready to embrace you.
❥ You push the doors open and slowly walk past him, kicking your shoes off into the corner of the room. You turn your head to look up at your large lover, he’s still eagerly waiting for you but his smile is strained with concern.
❥ You walk into his arms and rest your head against his chest. He embraces you tightly, picking you up and carrying you over to your shared bed.
❥ He gently places you onto the bed then places his finger on his cheek, thinking as he stares down at you.
❥ “My pearl, may I ask… Are you alright?” His tone is warm but laced with worry.
❥ You let out a long sigh, “No….” Your voice straining as you fought back frustrated tears.
❥ Sidon’s eyes widen as he quickly sits beside you, looking you over.
❥ “What’s wrong, y/n? Are you hurt? Did something happen?” His sad puppy eyes almost make you feel guilty.
❥ “It was just a bad day at work Sidon, you don’t have to worry.”
❥ “Well, I most certainly will worry if a bad day has made you this upset. Please, dear, tell me what happened.”
❥ He lays beside you, leaning his head down to look into your eyes. Even when laced with worry his amber eyes are still full of warm and love.
❥ You begin recounting your day, all the bad things that happened and all the people you had to deal with.
❥ It hurts his heart to hear that anyone could treat you, the love of his life, so poorly!
❥ He places a hand on your cheek, stroking your face with his thumb. Despite the rough texture of his skin, his motions were so soft it still felt soothing.
❥ He kisses your forehead then pulls you close to him. Placing a hand on the back of your head, he rakes his fingers down your hair.
❥ Sidon spends the night telling you how much he loves you and how he wishes he could take your pain from you. You deserve so much better than what you’ve been dealt.
❥ Peppers your face with kisses as his much larger body envelopes you. He wraps his limbs around you and cuddles you long into the night.
❥ He will check on you the next time you work and will take you out to lunch on your break.
❥ Might forget to actually eat during lunch because he’s so focused on making 100% sure you’re doing okay and reminding you how much he loves you.
I’m sorry if it’s no good and their OOC, this is my first time writing ANYTHING. ;_; Tysm for reading and please be gentle with me! <3 Very nervous posting ahaha…
Hop - His hands are warm, but a little on the dry side. - The texture doesn’t bother you too long though, once you take his hand in yours he starts to get clammy. - His cheeks are slightly flushed, but he’s not too embarrassed! - More anxious than anything. - “Am I squeezing their hand too tight? Are my hands sweaty? What if–” - You give his hand a slight, reassuring squeeze. He sighs and you can see his body soften. - Gives your hand a small squeeze back then flashes you a big smile! - Once he’s a little more sure of himself, he’ll take your hand and pull you along. - Tends to walk fast, try your best to keep up! - Makes a conscious effort to not be the first to let go of the others’ hand.
Marnie - Her hands are soft and a little cold. Her fingers are long and thin with chipped nail polish. - She’s shy about holding your hand at first, you’re gonna have to be the one to make the first move. - Your fingers snake against hers, then close around her fingers. Takes her a bit to close her fingers onto yours. - She offers you a small smile, but says nothing. Just enjoying the moment. - You two often walk Spikemuth together, side-by-side with fingers intertwined. - If any of the Team Yell members see you two, they definitely awe and cheer. - Blush blooms on her pale complexion as she scolds them, “Can’t you lot mind your own business?” - Poor Team Yell. - Huffs and drags you to walk along the shoreline outside of Spikemuth instead. - Piers definitely hears about it and teases her about it later.
Bede - His hands are soft and not too warm, but not too cold. His grip is on the tighter side, not that you’ll know. - Nope! Will not want to hold your hand if you ask, it’s too soft of a gesture for him to handle. - You’ll have to sneak your way in, my friend. Maybe while you two camp together? - Sitting at the fire, not long after sharing a meal between you two and your pokemon, you glance over at him. - He’s off-guard, watching your pokemon play. Hands resting on the ground, by his sides. - Should you invade his space? No. But will you? Yes. - You inch your hand closer to his, slowly but surely. - Eventually, you cup your hand on top of his. - Immediately turns to you, wide-eyed and red. Not from anger though, don’t worry! - You tilt your head and smile at him, acting so innocent. - He turns away and huffs, but doesn’t remove his hand from under yours. - Eventually, he’ll sigh and give in. Taking your hand in his, his grip a bit tense. - Slowly melts into it though, his posture and grip soften. - He enjoys holding your hand, but will NOT say it out loud!
Avery - His hands are gloved, so no skin contact :( Unless you ask. - He will be SUPER embarrassed about it, the pokeballs floating around him will jostle around a bit before he budges. - You have to make the first move and take his hand. But, goodness, is it worth it! - Soft hands~ You gently glide your thumb over his knuckles, enjoying the smoothness of his skin. - Will 100% yank his hand away if someone pops up, he’s just too embarrassed! - He apologizes afterwards, offering his hand to you again. What a gentleman. - Guides you to a more secluded area on the Isle, so no one can interrupt you two again. - These moments are so tender to him, he cherishes it.
Klara - Her hands are soft and a little on the plump side, definitely well-manicured. - Her rings may dig a tad into your hands, she might remove them just for you though… Might. - She doesn’t have a very tight grip, but it’s not soft either. Just the right amount of squeeze! - Walking side-by-side, fingers interlocked, she likes to lightly swing your arms. - If something catches her attention, like a cute slowpoke or a max mushroom, she’ll definitely pull you along with her. - Some of her perfume rubs off on you after you guys are done hand-holding. A lingering reminder of your time shared~
Mercy route headcannons about Ethan and the lords because y’know what nobody can stop me
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Ethan and her relate to each other a lot. She admires and respects his need to find and save his daughter
Is rightfully confused when she slices his hand off and watches it straight up grow back, like his severed hand dissolves into mold and then slowly creates a new hand, and she’s just sitting there like ‘’
“You didn’t really think I’d let you get away did youuuuwhy is your hand growing back”
She at first thinks he’s mocking her when he refuses to kill her, thinking that he’s toying with her. In reality he just doesn’t want anybody to die, he just wants to find his daughter and get out. He has too much blood on his hands and he hates it
She’s shocked and confused at the care he shows her and the other lords, although she doesn’t show it at all. This random man-thing that came into her castle, who’s hand she sliced clean off and threatened to murder, is showing her more care then Mother Miranda ever did
She sees him do her daughters makeup somehow and then totally does not hope that he will ask her if he can do hers.
He does, and Alcina makes it very clear that she does not care but she will allow it
He ends up sitting in her hand and having her lift him up because she refused to sit down. He says she looks very pretty, and Alcina just stands there like ‘is this what a Mother’s love is supposed to feel like? Cause if so Miranda’s doing a shit job-‘
Donna and bjd(s)
I feel like Ethan would brush and braid her hair
Like low key after a while of getting to know her she would take off her veil and Ethan would be like ‘You look lovely oh my god come here and give me a hug you sweet doll child’
But yeah I just like the thought of Ethan brushing her hair.
Donna hasn’t had to actually brush her hair in a while, and Ethan knows because of Mia, so I feel like it would be really sweet
He probably also hums while he’s doing it, maybe a lullaby.
Feels bad that she sent out a mold baby hallucination to traumatize him D:
He treats Angie like a human being and that makes Donna very happy
Doesn’t let her have doll knifes anymore tho, that makes Angie sad. Doesn’t complain though she’d feel bad
Figures out Ethan isn’t entirely human when she sends the hallucination baby after him and he just dissolves into mold on the spot in fear.
They have tea parties together! I just want them to have tea parties together!
It’s hammer time
I like to think Ethan would accept the deal Heisenberg proposed, but only after beating his ass.
“Fine then, I’ll work with you, under one condition. Rose will not be used as a weapon”
“Wait wait you’re not gonna kill me?”
“N-No?”
“Why?”
Karl really said *confusion intensifies*
They end up getting separated when Miranda rips out Ethan’s heart, and Karl leaves thinking he’s dead
Man is the only one besides Miranda who doesn’t know Ethan’s actually a mold monstrosity. He was left out of the big secret until later.
Alcina, Donna, Angie and Salvatore:We know something he doesn’t know~
I really like the idea of Karl being like ‘yea shit guys the man is dead’ and the rest of the lords bursting into laughter as he looks around confused.
Is very upset when he realizes he was left out of the mold man secret
“You were going to use my baby as a weapon??”
“Your point???”
He is also big sad when he realizes Ethan killed a lycan. Ethan admits not remembering any of this. It is all together very concerning
He very much enjoys the fact that he’s not the only freak who looks human around
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He’s embarrassed at the fact that his life has to be spared. He thinks everybody is going to laugh at him for being unable to kill the father of Miranda’s special child
He’s also shocked at the fact that Ethan cared about him enough to spare him in the first place. He stops being upset that he couldn’t kill him and starts being happy that Ethan cared about him enough to not kill him in return
All together very big sad cause he feels like he disappointed Miranda
Ethan feels bad so he’s just like ‘hey I’m a mold monstrosity too ! :D’
Salvatore feels better after that so win win let him have a hug. To him, Ethan is like living proof that he can be normal again from before the cadou.
Attaches onto Ethan and his care and love like the plague.
He’s so happy at the fact that Ethan cared enough not only to show him mercy but also to stick around with him by the reservoir even after his specific level is done. It is very sweet, I beg of you give him a hug. He may throw up on you though
Best Dad himself
He relates a lot to the lords, even if he doesn’t want to. He knows that he’s a lot like them, a B.O.W. The only reason he isn’t in a lab right now, or being used as a weapon is because he and Mia were able to hide it from the BSAA
Because of that they’re a lot closer in this au, he’s mold after all he can practically feel them. He relates to them and a part of him finds it heavily hypocritical to hurt this family when he just wants to help his own
So even when they reach out to attack him he tries his best to get out of the situation without fighting
He’s not completely a pacifist though, he will fight and hurt and kill if his life is put in danger, he knows that their are some instances where he will have to fight and he will have to kill. He still regrets not being able to help the Bakers, when in the end they were just like him really
“We can’t fight Mother Miranda. Shes far too powerful.”
“But, but we have to. She hurt people, and she’ll continue to hurt people”
“That’s why we can’t fight her, Ethan”
“No…that’s why I have to fight her, why I have to kill her”
Makes his disapproval of what the lords did to the villagers very clear, and that just because he didn’t end them doesn’t mean they’re off to hook.
Warnings: 18+ sexual content, yall already know what it is by the title lmao
A/N: I read this HC for JJK the other day that I swore I saved so I could link it here for credit/inspo and i can’t find it Once I read it, all I could think about was how the boys would be if they called you while they were indulging in some self love and you didn’t pick up for whatever reason…and here we are Also it’s the first time getting to write for Mayan Manny and let me just say it’s the first of an eternity
He starts sweet about it
He pauses his movements, trying his best to hold off until he hands up
But hearing your voice on the messaging system
It makes him throb
“Hey babe. It’s me…uh,”
His hand is moving like it has a mind of it’s own, and he chuckles into the receiver, letting you in on the activity
“I miss you. A lot. I just keep thinking about you.”
He’s quiet for a moment, his brain seemingly unable to focus on both the pleasure and putting together a sentence.
“How beautiful you are. How good you smell. Fuck, I miss your smell. Especially your hair.”
His fist is pumping faster, eyes fluttering closed as he imagines you, all beauty and smiles
“I miss how you grip me. How you have to use both hands. How your eyes look when you watch me.”
His hips are moving too now as he pictures your body, bare and all his
“I need you so fucking bad. I can’t wait to be back home with you. This ain’t cutting it.”
He trails off for the most part then, just letting you hear him moan and hiss, saying you name until he spills over his hand, chest sweaty
“Fuck, mama.”
He catches his breath and tells you he loves you quickly before the time runs out, hanging up and chuckling at himself, only able to imagine what type of voicemails you will leave him next time he doesn’t answer
He’s quiet for the first couple of seconds when he hears the beep
Then he makes up his mind
He’s vulgar from the start, talking dirty with no prelude or warm up
Stroking himself harder so you can hear it over the phone
“Miss you so much, mi reina. I’m so fuckin’ hard for you. I can’t think about anything but that perfect pussy. I’m gonna fuckin’ rail you when I get back home.”
He stops talking for a little, bring the phone down by his hip so you can hear the obscene sound of his hand pumping
He’s purposefully more vocal
Knowing that if you can’t see him, he’s going to let your ears paint the picture for you
“So hard and thick, baby. All for you. You got me fuckin’ throbbing and you ain’t even here.”
He’s picturing you
How he had you bent over the kitchen counter
Hands gripping the granite as he plowed into you from behind
“Wish you were here. I’d fuckin’ wreck you if you were here.”
He’s cursing and growling as he comes, his seed collected across his stomach
And for a second, he can almost trick himself into thinking he feels your mouth on him cleaning it up
But then he’s left alone with the silence again, his voice softer now.
“Hope you sleep well, princesa. Talk to you tomorrow.”
He’s playful
The first thing coming after the beep being a deep laugh
“Why you not answering the phone, mama? What, you don’t wanna talk to me no more?”
He keeps stroking himself lazily, no match for how much better it feels when you do it
And he lets you know that
“I’m sitting here in bed, thinkin’ about you. Figured I’d make myself come before bed, but it wasn’t the same without you. Now you’re not even answering the phone.”
He laughed again, but he wasn’t mad
It was late, after all
He kept tugging at himself, rambling off as he did
“Bet you look real cute, all curled up right now. You holding my pillow? Cuddling into it because you miss me? Bet you are.”
He picks up the pace, squeezing himself gently just like you do every now and then
“I wonder if you touched yourself before bed too. Maybe that’s why you’re asleep so deep you didn’t even hear my call.”
He groans at the thought, picturing you in your bed, legs spread
“Ain’t the same though, is it mama? Nah. It’s better when it’s me doing it. Just like it’s better when it’s you doing it.”
He doesn’t say much from then on, just letting you get an earful as he comes, cursing and growling
He’s laughing again then as he cleans up, looking forward to your call in the morning
“I’ll talk to you later, mama. Maybe I won’t pick up either, let you have your turn.”
He’s a little huffy about it at first
He finally found a couple minutes to himself, stashed away in the bathroom, and now you don’t pick up
“Hey, uh…I just wanted to see if I could talk to you. I needed to hear your voice.”
He’s quiet for a few seconds more, wondering to himself if he should just hang up and try again later
But things have been so busy and he’s so hard
He doesn’t know when he’ll get another chance so he sighs and keeps talking, knowing he’s already there
“Was gonna see how you were doing, maybe get some phone sex going, but since you didn’t pick up, I guess it’s just me huh?”
He strokes himself firmly, not trying to make it feel like you since he knows he can’t
“I fuckin’ miss you, chiquita. I wanna be with you. This shit is taking to long.”
He huffs, eyes closed as he strokes himself
“I wanna be inside you so bad. Can’t fuckin stand it. We still got a couple more days.”
He decides to stop giving you the run down and instead just lets you listen, not doing a whole lot more talking
He finishes with a strangled groan of your name, breathing deeply as he tries to slow his heart down, still not feeling satisfied
“I’m gonna go, call me back when you get this. I’m gonna call again tomorrow night too, make sure you pick up this time.”
He’s not upset
Disappointed sure, but he understands
It’s late, and he’d be asleep too if it weren’t for the throbbing ache in his boxers
That was the only reason he was calling at a time like this
And part of him wants to just leave it along
But the bigger part of him knows that he could still bring himself pleasure while making sure you know how much he missed you and relied on you for relief
So he does
“I miss you so much, beautiful. Wish I could have you here with me. Or be there with you. Either way.”
He’s another that doesn’t even bother trying to make it feel like it’s your hand, lest he disappoint himself even more
“I just want to feel you there. Laying on me, like you do. When you put your head on my chest and stick your hand in my boxers.”
He groans, imagining the feel of your soft and warm fingers, how they wrap around him
“Miss your voice too. You gotta make a longer voicemail greeting. Give me more to listen to.”
He leaves it at that, letting the voicemail run in the background while he scrolls through his pictures of you
Cursing as he stops on the one he had taken of you in the bath, skin wet and glistening, bubbles barely covering his favorite parts of you, that warm needy look in your eyes from both the massage and wine you’d had prior to the picture
His orgasm almost catches him by surprise when it comes, your name and ‘I love you’s” being chanted over the phone before he finally hangs up and drifts off
He contemplates hanging up
But a little old fashioned phone sex never hurt anybody
So he stays on the line
He’s quiet for a good while, just thinking about you before he remembers it still recording
“Hey, babygirl. Sorry i’m calling so late. You’re probably asleep already. I just can’t stop thinking about you.
Definitely tries to make it feel like it’s your hand
“I miss you so fuckin’ bad, pretty girl. Can’t wait until I’m home.
Might even hang up and call back so he can hear your voice again
He feels a little foolish at first
Not used to having to resort to using his own hand
He’s used to having you right there, never having to be separated from you if he doesn’t want to
But he’s got business and you’ve got a family matter to attend to
So finding himself hard and lonely in your shared master bedroom has him calling you for some relief
He’s all huffs and eye rolls when he calls you twice and it goes to voicemail
He knows you’re safe
He send two of his best with you on the trip
But that doesn’t do anything to help the raging throb he feels as he thinks about you
Your voice over the greeting enough to have him reaching into his briefs and finally let the voicemail start recording
“I thought we talked about how I would let you go without me, but you needed to make sure to answer your phone? Remember when we agreed on that?”
He huffs quietly, not liking the feeling of being out of control
“I miss you. I want to hear your voice. And not over some stupid fucking device. I want you here with me.”
“Wait until you get home. Wait until I get my hands on you.”
He just lets you listen for the rest, letting you hear him groan and curse until he finishes
