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masterpost of boe name references/sources
I really wanted to make a post about the names of certain (and by certain I mean Wake, We Suffer, Crown Him with Many Crowns, and Unjust Hope) BoE members because I’m
a) a huge-ass nerd who loves doing research and
b) super fascinated by all Tazmuir’s references so here goes nothing lmao
(If we get any of the other names in full, I’ll add them here too!)
First on the docket: Griddle’s mom (has got it going on). Wake’s name has been pretty thoroughly “decrypted,” for lack of a better word, so I’m just going to compile it all here for funsies.
Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity
Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead
A reference to Shakespeare’s Henry V, Act I, Scene II. For context: in the scene, Henry demands to know if his claim to the French throne is legitimate. His advisors, the Bishops of Ely and Canterbury and 2 other nobles (Exeter and Westmoreland), state that it is, and encourage him to pursue war with France, reminding him of the glory of his ancestors, “the former lions of [his] blood” (I.II. sorry I don’t have line numbers!)
ELY
Awake remembrance of these valiant dead
And with your puissant arm renew their feats:
You are their heir; you sit upon their throne;
The blood and courage that renowned them
Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege
Is in the very May-morn of his youth,
Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprises.
EXETER
Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth
Do all expect that you should rouse yourself,
As did the former lions of your blood.
Kia Hua Ko Te Pai
A reference to Aotearoa’s (New Zealand’s) national anthem, in te reo (Maori), “E Ihowā Atua.” The line translates as “may/let goodness flourish.”
Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity
you better LOSE YOURSELF IN THE MUSIC THE MOMENT YOU OWN IT YOU BETTER NEVER LET IT GO (OH)
Moving on! We Suffer under the cut (pun not intended but I’m sorry this is so text-heavy!)
We Suffer and We Suffer
We Suffer and We Suffer
(Likely) a reference to Robert Fagles’ translation of Aeschylus’s Agamemnon. The line, as Fagles translates it, is “but Justice turns the balance scales, sees that we suffer and we suffer and we learn” (250-1).
For context: A watchman waits for a signal confirming a Greek victory in Troy. He laments his boredom and the current state of Mycenae and the House of Atreus, and complains of Clytemnestra, Agamemnon’s wife, and her apparent lack of femininity: “She in whose woman's breast beats heart of man” (I.I.still no fucking line numbers!), not knowing of her plot to kill Agamemnon as he returns home from war, in revenge for his sacrifice of their daughter Iphigenia for favorable winds to sail for Troy. The chorus then enters, and praises the gods while catching everyone up on the story thus far, including Agamemnon’s sacrifice of Iphigenia at the behest of Calchas, the seer.
(If interested in Iphigenia’s story, check out Iphigenia in Aulis by Euripides.)
It’s also worth keeping in mind that Agamemnon is the first play in a series of three by Aeschylus, the Oresteia, which details the murder of Agamemnon and its fallout, the downfall of the House of Atreus and the end of its curse, and thematically discusses questions of justice, retaliation, and revenge. Very apropos.
Note: the translation of this line, as far as I’ve dug (so not super far), seems to be specific to Fagles. Other translators of Agamemnon, such as Anne Carson and E.D.A Morshead translate it differently.
Anne Carson: “Justice tips her scales so that we learn by suffering” (I.I.179-180)
E.D.A Morshead: “This wage from justice' hand do sufferers earn / The future to discern ” (I.I.deep sigh)
Moving on!
Crown Him with Many Crowns
Crown Him with Many Crowns
A reference to a Christian hymn of the same name, written by Matthew Bridges. Traditionally set to the tune of a song called “Diademata” (itself derived from the Greek word for “crown”) by English organist and composer Sir George Job Elvey (the song was apparently composed for the hymn), but arrangements have been updated in the recent past.
This one is tricky, because this song is Very John, so... perhaps Crown is the link between the upper echelons of the empire and BoE?
Much to think about. Next!
Some relevant verses:
Crown him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon his throne;
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
All music but its own:
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of him who died for thee,
And hail him as thy matchless king
Through all eternity.
[...]
Crown him the Lord of peace!
Whose power a scepter sways,
From pole to pole,--that wars may cease,
Absorbed in prayer and praise:
his reign shall know no end,
And round his pierced feet
Fair flowers of paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown him the Lord of years!
The Potentate of time,--
Creator of the rolling spheres,
Ineffably sublime!
Glassed in a sea of light,
Where everlasting waves
Reflect his throne,--the Infinite!
Who lives,--and loves--and saves.
[...]
Crown him with crowns of gold,
All nations great and small,
Crown him, ye martyred saints of old,
The Lamb once slain for all;
The Lamb once slain for them
Who bring their praises now,
As jewels for the diadem
That girds his sacred brow.
Crown him the Son of God
Before the worlds began,
And ye, who tread where He hath trod,
Crown him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known
That wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own,
That all in him may rest.
Crown him the Lord of light,
Who o'er a darkened world
In robes of glory infinite
His fiery flag unfurled.
And bore it raised on high,
In heaven--in earth--beneath,
To all the sign of victory
O'er Satan, sin, and death.
Crown him the Lord of life
Who triumphed o'er the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife
For those he came to save;
His glories now we sing
Who died, and rose on high.
Who died, eternal life to bring
And lives that death may die.
[...]
Unjust Hope
Unjust Hope
Te Whaea, according to my search, is te reo (Maori) for “the Mother,” but... I think more in the sense of a title than a relationship, in context?
A reference to the poem “The Ikons” by New Zealand poet James K. Baxter. The line is as follows:
“Hard, heavy, slow, dark,
Or so I find them, the hands of Te Whaea
Teaching me to die. Some lightness will come later
When the heart has lost its unjust hope
For special treatment.” [...] (1-5)
There is soup made in this poem
And a river used in good old TLT context! (the context is death btw)
On a meta note, James K. Baxter was raised as not practicing any particular faith, or so I understand, but was a devout Catholic in his later years. He was also passionate about Maori culture in New Zealand and heavily embraced it, likely most exposed to it by his wife Jacquie Sturm, who was Maori herself - however, his reputation is not spotless and his treatment of women (including Jacquie) has been heavily criticized.
That said, this poem... oof
h e l p
“[...] and the fist of longing
Punches my heart, until it is too dark to see” (21-22)
And that’s all I have so far! As more information comes out (or the book) I’ll update this post as needed!
Thanks for reading!
#the locked tomb#tlt#blood of eden#awake remembrance of these valiant dead#gideon the ninth#nona the ninth#harrow the ninth#boe#god help me i went OVERBOARD will anyone actually read this? idk man you tell me#also i am SO SORRY if these look weird on mobile - it would be best to view this post on a desktop lol#also - should i put this on ao3? just for fun/easier to update?
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I can’t stand having to go into stores or food places. It literally makes my heart sink down into my chest, I’m so socially awkward/anxious. It’s not that I can’t handle having to talk to the employees or anything it’s the fact that I’m always over analyzing everything around me and over thinking everything I’m going to have to say so I come in feeling like I would rather just have to go home instead of dealing with the situation.
Venting below
Probably will delete later
For example this morning my brothers wanted a strawberry shake each so I did a mobile order for a place near by cause I know they usually have the machine going and all that by that time so it should be fine. Well the morning shift there at the beginning of the week have always been kinda weird towards me but this morning I come in (after it let me order said shakes) and I come up to the counter and everyone is just ignoring me and I’m kinda just standing there waiting (which I didn’t mind) until a guy walks by and looks at me and when he stops I tell him I have a mobile order.
And he kinda just laughs at me? And says “yeah we can’t make that right now *cue another laugh* the machines down” and this is the point where I’m trying to decide what I’m going to do so I look down at my phone and then back up and he’s squinting his eyes at me with his head slightly tilted? Like he’s looking at me like I’m weird or something? Anyways I ask him how could I go about getting a refund and then he laughs at me again and says “what?” And I repeat myself and he just shrugs and says you’ll have to ask her (there was a lady behind him who I’m assuming is his manager or the shift lead) and laughs again when he turns away to tell her. At this point istg I’m crazy cause I’m like did I do something wrong or am I being weird 🤦🏻♀️
But the lady turns around and says “what” so I tell her the same thing about the order and I make sure to tell her that I’m not upset and that I know it’s not her fault but that I’m just wanting to get a refund which I’ve had to do there before because they didn’t have an item I mobile ordered before and they gave me a refund just fine. And I kid you not this woman looks at me and tell me that it’s not her fault with major attitude which is when I once again tell her that I’m not upset or angry and that I just want a refund and she says that she can’t do that and that I’ll have to call the number on their app or they can give me something else (mind you the app says you have to contact the store you ordered the items from for a refund 💀). So I leave because my nerves were up really bad and I knew she wasn’t going to help me. I called them when I got home though and they said I could come back in two hours when they turn the machine on even though I was told the machine is broken not just turned off 😭 I just don’t know how to feel about all of that y’know? I’ve been in there plenty of times and I’m always polite so I don’t know what I did…
I’m just wondering if I went about something wrong? I thought I waited patiently and made it clear I wasn’t upset about the shakes, I didn’t raise my voice or anything. What makes it even worse though is the guy was attractive and I understand to some people that doesn’t matter but when you’re getting laughed at it sucks but getting laughed at by an attractive person? That makes me want to crawl into a hole and die
#sorry for any typos-#anyways#it makes me want to cry because I don’t like having to do shit like that. that’s normally why I mobile order so I don’t have to be in their#way at all. so I can just come in and leave but I guess I did something wrong?#or am I overthinking it?#I don’t think so because I’m very good at reading situations and it seemed like the guy was laughing at me#I’m sure I sound crazy#idk anymore#random0lover rambling ♡#random0lover venting#I was shaking and everything when I got home. this shit always wrecks me cause I don’t like being a burden to food workers or store#employees. it’s literally the last thing I want to do when it comes to being it public… I don’t want to make anyone’s job harder than they#have to be#i wanna cry#I hate feeling this way
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here are some things from the aftershow!:
emmy (allison) had pictures of claire and ray in her trailer
david (diego) had ad-libs where he called christopher “happy meal” and “jack in the box”
justin (ben) said it “was so fun” to get his “tenties” out
while they were playing the clip of justin fighting the guardian, genesis pointed at justin
genesis (sloane) didnt know her power gave her “orbs” while they were filming
it took six nights to film the wedding scene and genesis described it as “one of those giant sleepovers where you’re all delirious”
they all got to pick songs to play while filming the wedding:
aidan (five)- “need you tonight”
david- “june paro style”
tom (luther)- “mmmbop”
genesis had her hand over her heart and emmy and justin were both covering their mouths while watching the scene where reginald kills luther
while five hesitates to step on the seventh bell, aidan says he’s “been mistrustful of hargreeves… but he also has no other option”
david and aidan sit on the floor while they watch the ending of s3
(ben says “does anyone know where the hell we are?”)
emmy: “why are you still angry?”
justin: “i don’t know!!”
justin points out that klaus’ hand tattoos are removed in the ending
aidan: “so he reset the universe but not his eyesight? he still needs the monocle?”
emmy filmed the two scenes in allison’s hollywood house (seen in ep 1 and ep 2) within two days- before ep 10 was written
diego hopes “[diego and lila] go on a hunt” for stanley
while filming the mid-credits scene justin was told to “sit on a subway and read this book and think about things”
the sparrow suits were “just leather” according to genesis and “they didnt bend in the knees or the joints”
aidan “blew his voice out quite a couple of times” shooting the scene where his arm gets chopped off
at the end the cast all started ringing the bells
#i am so sorry i dont know how to add a read more on mobile#but yeah in case anyone didnt wanna watch/have time to watch the aftershow here are the highlights#the umbrella academy#umbrella academy#tua#tua s3#tua s3 spoilers#tua spoilers
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stealing my beloved sam’s @honeybadgerstan tags from one of the daniel enchanté posts from the past couple of days and running with it (this took me so long to write which i’m pretty sure drabbles aren’t supposed to do but oh well)
takes place in the 2022 portion of both “all the while you were stood here waiting” and “home is wherever you are tonight” - i guess more the latter bc this is max pov lol
max knocked twice in quick succession before opening the door without waiting for an answer. “daniel! do you want these in the fridge or do you want some now?” he called out as soon as he entered the apartment. out of habit, he quickly hooked the door closed behind him with his foot, despite there not being two furry little bodies darting for the opening.
max headed straight to daniel’s kitchen - regardless of daniel’s answer, he wouldn’t want all the orange slices in the tupperware right then. max scratched idly at a sticky spot on the side of the container. he licked his thumb and then rubbed at the spot, trying to get rid of the orange juice residue. max looked up from the fruit in his hands and stopped in his tracks.
there, on daniel’s counter, was a bowl of oranges. granted, there were lemons and maybe a couple of peaches but max’s focus wasn’t on them. the tupperware in his hands felt like it weighed a million kilos. why would daniel, after all these years, suddenly have bought himself oranges?
max felt daniel come up behind him, “max, i said could i have a couple of - max? what’s wrong, babe?”
max woodenly opened the tupperware in his hands before holding it up to daniel. “you have oranges.” max couldn’t pretend he didn’t sound resentful of fruit.
daniel grabbed two slices from the container, pinching them between his long fingers. his hoodie was a green color that max hadn’t seen before.
“um, yeah, i just did a merch shoot and somehow i was the one that came home with the fruit we used. apparently no one wanted the stuff i’d been juggling with.” max looked over his shoulder at daniel, who had a sheepish expression on his face as he popped an orange slice into his mouth.
“they let you juggle?” max raised his eyebrows, smirking.
daniel pouted at max. “i get to have fun with my merch, max. they just sent me preliminary footage if you need proof.”
max gave a noncommittal hum and clicked the lid back into place on the tupperware. he walked over to the fridge and slid the container in on the left side. he turned back around to face daniel. the hoodie daniel was wearing had two yellow flowers on the chest and said “enchanté café.” daniel looked adorably cozy in it. “show me?”
daniel smiled, sweet and soft. “sure, you can help me decide what’s good enough to keep and what i should tell them to delete forever.”
max walked around the island and knocked daniel’s shoulder as he passed him into the living room. “i’m sure there’s nothing that bad.” he probably sounded way too fond.
daniel followed max to the couch, sinking down next to him. max slowly shifted his thigh to press all the way against daniel’s as daniel reached for his laptop. daniel pulled up the footage and max leaned in closer to daniel, eventually resting his head on daniel’s shoulder, to see it better.
as daniel scrolled through the photos and clips, max mostly just hummed in agreement with whatever comment daniel made. daniel had always had a better eye for this kind of stuff anyway. daniel scrolled to a video of him laying on his back with lemon slices over his eyes, “oh that one hurt like a bitch!”
max snorted, “why did you put lemons on your eyes?”
“it seemed like a good idea at the time!” daniel whined.
“well, you should definitely include that picture so everyone knows how stupid you are sometimes,” max teased. he pressed his shoulder into daniel’s, as he reached to click to the next picture.
daniel exhaled sharply through his nose, “with the way this season is going, people don’t need me putting lemons on my eyes to think that.”
max lifted his head and turned to look at daniel. he looked tired. “it will get better, or it won’t and then you’ll go somewhere better and then it will.” daniel closed his eyes before turning to face max. when daniel opened his eyes, he and max were nose to nose. max leaned forward and bumped his nose against daniel’s. “trust me.”
daniel’s exhaled “okay” smelled like oranges.
they finished looking through the preliminaries, with max making sure to say that he thought daniel’s juggling was very good.
(“even when i dropped it in the pool?”
“yeah, it was very cute.”
“maxy, you’re gonna make me blush.”)
max was on his way out the door when he glanced back into the kitchen, seeing the oranges once more. he steeled himself and turned to face daniel, “it was just because of the shoot, right? not because you ran out or because i didn’t - “
daniel’s face was soft, “max, babe, it was just because of the shoot, i promise. you’ve been keeping me in just the right amount of oranges.”
max felt a blush crawl up his cheeks. “good.”
it was only after max had been home for three hours that he realized daniel had called him “babe” twice.
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a month later when daniel’s new enchanté merch finally dropped, max bought all seven of the sweatshirts and both t-shirts, picturing daniel’s soft sweet smile, and remembering how cozy daniel had looked in all of the pictures.
#larks writes#maxiel#daniel ricciardo#max verstappen#i’m on mobile rn so sorry for no cut and it being a little long for anyone who doesn’t want to read this#also sorry if this is bad i haven’t written anything in a little bit#what am i saying? this is definitely bad i’m so sorry y’all#i don’t know how to write anymore if i ever knew how to write at all
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Keith VS Kagari
The Beast Tempts the Little Rabbit Episode 1
Ep2 | Ending | Epilogue
If I were to head to Jade on an errand to buy books for the owner—
("Enjoy the seasonal flowers in the flower-viewing event!" ...So that's why it's so lively here.)
Every flower I’d seen was rare, and it filled me with excitement.
(There are so many delicious-looking stalls, and I'm starting to get hungry.)
(I've finished the task the owner asked me to do, so maybe I should just enjoy the event as it is.)
Emma: "Ah...!"
Man: "My bad."
Suddenly, a man running from behind collided with me, causing me to stumble.
Emma: "No, I'm the one who should apologize!"
The man nodded and then hurriedly disappeared into a large mansion along a deserted street.
(I think might have been in the way. I need to be more careful.)
(Huh...?)
I suddenly caught a sweet scent, different from that of flowers, and stopped in my tracks.
Curious, I search for the source of the scent and came across a mobile vendor with a sign that read "DORAYAKI" in large letters.
(Dorayaki is a traditional sweet from Kogyoku, right? I remember Owner made it for me once.)
(It feels strange to see it in Jade.)
My stomach grumbled, expressing its hunger.
(I haven't had it in a while, maybe I should have some.)
Emma: "Excuse me, could I have one dorayaki, please?"
…..
???: "One dorayaki, please."
Staff: "Sorry, buddy. The lady there just bought the last one."
Staff: "Come back tomorrow!"
???: "I see, got it."
???: “...Dorayaki.”
???: "...Hm?"
......
Emma: (Why is this happening...)
???: "..."
(Who is this guy?)
Though I was supposed to be enjoying the event, savoring my first dorayaki in a while and strolling through the town,
I now found myself cornered by a man I didn't recognize.
(Could it be that I just don’t remember him...? Despite him being so eye-catching?)
With his fiery red hair tied up, expressionless emerald eyes, and the sweet, yet fleeting scent that enveloped him, there's no way I could forget him.
The man with the emerald eyes, who had been staring at me intently, slowly brought his well-defined face closer.
Emma: "Hey, there's a suspicious person here!"
???: "Suspicious? That's rude. I was just trying to stop you because you started running."
Emma: "Anyone would run if they realize they're being followed."
I try to escape, but he grabs both of my hands and holds them against the wall, blocking my way out.
(Since it’s come to this, I have no choice but to use what Owner taught me. It’s my first time doing it though…)
Silently apologizing in my mind, I kicked the man with the emerald eyes between the legs as hard as I could—or so thought.
???: "If you’re going to do that, create an opening first."
(Huh? This guy is NOT normal.)
In an instant, the man with the emerald eyes tangled his leg around mine, thwarting my movement.
Words of desperation raced through my mind.
???: " Also, your gaze dropped too low. What good does it do to let your opponent know that your next move is to kick them?"
Emma: "S-sorry?"
(No, wait, why am I being coached right now?)
???: "More importantly, did you forget something?"
Emma: "Huh? Forgotten something...?"
???: "What are you doing?"
(That voice...!)
I turn my face towards the familiar, low, calm voice.
Standing there like a godsend is Prince Keith, the first prince of Jade.
Back when he visited Rhodolite as a royal guest while I was serving as a Belle to select the next king,
I remember being comforted and saved many times by his sincere and boundless kindness, despite his lack of confidence.
(But, Prince Keith has a secret that he can't tell anyone...)
Prince Keith cautiously closes the distance between us.
The usual gentle and calm atmosphere fades away, and is replaced by a glare towards the man with the emerald eyes.
Keith: "I heard your voice and came here. You, move away from her."
(I’m saved...)
Emma & ???:
"Prince Keith..."
"Keith, huh?"
(... Huh?)
Keith: "Huh? Kagari? And Emma?!
(Kagari...? Does that mean he knows Prince Keith?)
Keith: "Why are you two in Jade...? No, more importantly, why are you in such a position...?"
Keith looks back and forth between me and the man with the emerald eyes, and suddenly begins waving his hands in a flustered manner.
His cheeks seem to be slightly flushed and… I have a bad feeling about this.
Keith: "I'm sorry, I had no idea you two were acquainted like that, I... I... I've interfered."
(I knew it, he did misunderstand!)
Keith: "Just ignore me like the annoying weed I am."
Keith: "Or rather, I should disappear as soon as possible, right? Uh, um, best of luck to you both!"
Emma: "Wait, Prince Keith, it's a misunderstanding. Please help me!"
Keith: "Huh?"
...
Emma: "I'm sorry for calling you a suspicious person when you were just trying to return my wallet."
In a café—after the waiter finished taking our orders and left, I immediately bowed deeply as if grabbing onto the table.
Kagari: "It's fine, raise your head."
Keith: "Kagari?"
Kagari: "Sorry for trailing you and cornering you against the wall."
Kagari: "If there's ever a next time, I'll call out to you even if you're eating dorayaki."
Emma: "Ah, so that's why you didn't call out immediately. Thank you for your consideration."
Keith: "Even after all that... Emma, you're truly a generous woman. Thank you."
After showing a relieved expression on his face, Prince Keith clears his throat softly.
Keith: "Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let me properly introduce him."
Keith: "This is Kagari Amagase, the second prince of Kogyoku."
Keith: "Jade and Kogyoku have had exchanges since ancient times, so Kagari and I have known each other since childhood."
Emma: "I see!"
(That's why their interaction seemed so relaxed, like they're comfortable with each other.)
Keith: "If I remember correctly, wasn't it when the king had you brought from Kogyoku to train me, Kagari?"
Kagari: "Yeah. You had spirit, but you were surprisingly weak."
(I've seen Keith training with Licht before, so it's hard to imagine him being weak.)
Keith: "Those hellish training sessions were unique, both then and now."
Keith: "Those memories are nostalgic..."
From his wry smile, I could tell the training had been extremely harsh.
Keith: "In return for the training, I taught Kagari about medicinal herbs."
Kagari: "Kogyoku is always bustling with injured people, so knowledge of medicinal herbs comes in handy."
(Kogyoku is still a country constantly at war.)
(And Kagari is also feared as a demon.)
From appearances alone, you wouldn't guess it, but his expressionless emerald eyes reflect nothing, which made him a bit intimidating.
Keith: "Kagari, this is Emma, a friend I met in Rhodolite."
Keith: "I know it might sound presumptuous for a giant guy like me to call someone like you my friend."
Emma: "If anything, I might be the presumptuous one. But I'm glad you consider me a friend, Prince Keith."
Keith: "R-really? That's... I'm glad."
His shy smile made me smile in return.
(Prince Keith always brings comfort no matter the situation.)
Kagari: "Rhodolite... Ah."
Kagari: "So that sweet scent earlier was the smell of roses. They bloom year-round there."
Kagari: "Cherry blossoms also bloom all year round in Kogyoku. We're like flower buddies."
Emma: "Right, I guess so."
Keith: "Oh, that sounds nice. Since Jade is also abundant in nature, maybe we could join the club?"
Kagari: "If you join, it'll be more like being plant buddies than flower buddies."
Keith: "That suddenly took away the cuteness... It's sad, but I'll decline joining."
(Prince Keith seems quite disappointed...)
Waiter: "Sorry for the wait."
(Wow...)
The waiter leaves, and I glance at the table.
In front of me is a mille-feuille, in front of Prince Keith is a thick galette with various flavors to enjoy,
And in front of Kagari is a stack of dorayaki.
(I thought the "Dorayaki Tower" was just a joke of a name, but it's quite literal.)
Emma: "I never imagined there would be such whimsical sweets in Jade."
Keith: "The pastry chef here is from Kogyoku, you see. They put it on the secret menu at Kagari's request."
Emma: "I see... What a thoughtful gesture."
Kagari: "Thank you for the food."
After saying a silent prayer, Kagari begins to slice the dorayaki with a knife and quietly starts eating.
His flawless eating style mesmerized me, as it maintained a perfect balance even though it looks like it might collapse at any moment.
Kagari: "Princess."
Emma: "Huh? Princess? Did you mean me—ugh!"
Keith: "..."
In the blink of an eye, the dorayaki is stuffed into my mouth.
Despite feeling flustered, the gentle sweetness of the red bean paste spreads in my mouth as I chew.
Kagari: "Which do you prefer, the dorayaki you had from the mobile vendor or this one?"
Emma: "I, I like them both. By the way, the dorayaki I had was also with smooth red bean paste."
Kagari: "......I'll buy some tomorrow."
(Maybe they were sold out, and he couldn't have any.)
(Kagari is... unpredictable in both thought and action.)
Keith: "Dorayaki is highly effective for Kagari, so it's good to remember just in case something happens."
Emma: "Understood. I'll make sure to remember it well."
Keith: "Right. Emma told us why she came to Jade earlier, but what about you, Kagari?"
Kagari: "I'm hunting someone down."
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#ikemen prince#ikepri#ikepri jp#ikepri translations#ikepri keith#keith howell#ikepri kagari#kagari amagase
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Overly long disclaimer incoming: This is not anon hate. This is not an argument. This is not accusation. This is not agreement with anyone directly involved. Any feelings of hostility that may be gleaned from this ask are most likely because I struggle with maintaining a professional tone. Because this is not intended to be read as hostile.
This is solely intended as a statement of facts regarding who said what, mixed with light speculation on their intent. It is being sent because I feel that misinterpretation has occurred, and I firmly believe that one should always be as informed as possible on situations they are directly involved in. I hope this ask can make a positive difference.
Okay. Disclaimer over. Sorry it was so long.
I do not think roadhogsbigbelly accused you of being a pedophile yourself, and I don’t believe it was because of your stardew valley take.
I have seen several of his posts on this matter, and it seems he doesn’t like stardew valley (found it boring), his beef with your take was frankly minor and inconsequential, and it was intended to be separate from the larger critique he had of you. He made a few posts saying rather explicitly that they were separate issues, and I believe his initial post was a vagueblog that, on accident, conflated the two issues.
As for the main issue: if i recall correctly, you had reblogged a kink-positive post that turned out to have been made by an open zoophile (and also pedophile?). The zoophile in question is a clear danger to others, as they have a community of pedophiles and zoophiles that welcomes so-called “pro-contact” people.
This was where his accusations originated from, and this was what he focused on. He is concerned about how dangerous people like that are able to infiltrate into kink-positive spaces (is “infiltrate” the right word? I don’t know). His harshest critique of you seems to have been that you did not interrogate the intent of the person when you reblogged, and even that seems to have been mostly expressed in order to turn this into a learning moment for others. I don’t have precise wording (curse you tumblr mobile, for not letting me factcheck myself), but i believe he shared the sentiment that we all could stand to be a little more discerning?
- and I know he knows you have already responded to that criticism. For those unaware: txtlletale’s response was that she cannot be expected to vet the OP of every post on her dash, and that this criticism is thus unreasonable. His response to that response? … I forget, sorry. But I don’t think what you said was unreasonable. Again, my intent is to clear misunderstandings.
The point here is that, I don’t believe “accidentally reblogged a pedophile” and “is a pedophile” are the same statements, and roadhogsbigbelly had made the former statement. In short… I don’t think he was pedojacketing you. Whether he had unfairly judged you, and done so out of a transmisogynistic bias is, of course, a different question entirely. And if anyone else used his words to directly accuse you of pedophilia? Well, fuck em. Assholes.
I hope this makes sense. This ask is anonymous because I do not wish to become the focus of this issue. I am solely presenting information as I understand it. Feel free to fact check for yourself.
I think your anger is valid. These situations are infuriating, as is the culture of distrust that they bring. People on social media are, in general, far too swift to condemnation. You see it all the time, with pedojacketing, with qanon, with countless petty internet arguments. I try my best to reverse this tendency, at least with my own behavior. I don’t think you are a careless person, nor someone with a pattern of spurious accusations against people. I know you’re an intelligent and discerning blogger, which is why I trust you enough to send this ask. I hope I can have a positive impact.
have a good day, and take care of yourself.
(Considering sending an ask about this to him as well, so if you see a weird anon on his blog talking about misinformation hi its me)
i just don't agree with you--like, i don't say this aggressively either but this is just not an honest description of what he said. he called me, verbatim: "a tumblr user who markets incest and loliporn as an inherent part of queer sexuality". nothing in the screenshot mentioned "loliporn" -- nothing i have ever posted about in my fucking live mentions "loliporn" -- and for that matter, obviously, in none of my posts have i ever said that any kink, 'problematic' or not, is 'an inherent part of queer sexuality', and most fucking evilly of all, i don't 'market' these kinks.
like, think for two seconds about the implication of saying i, a trans woman, am "marketing loliporn". i think that goes beyond criticizing that i didn't vet my reblogs (which would obviously be insane in and of itself but i agree would not be pedojacketing). it's literal grooming/social contagion rhetoric. and again i can't emphasize enough he "just assumed" that "loliporn" was involved, despite it having no connection to anything i have ever posted! that + in his absolutely laughable double-down he says "99% of the people who make these sorts of posts are actual fucking pedophiles" as well as "pedophiles are agreeing with you! that’s not great!" which.
like wow that's crazy hey if 99% of people who make "those posts" (about "not being mean to sex freaks", or as i would phrase it, "criticizing the double standard leveraged to initiate mass sexual harassment campaigns against queer people but especially trans people for what they do privately and consensually with other adults" are "actual fucking pedophiles", what is that implying about me? can sherlock holmes get on this case with me?
idk i don't appreciate being told that "he never said 4" when he sure as hell was repeating "2+2" over and over again. & if his critique was 'intended to be separate' then why would he bring it up at all in his original post, multiple times, to clearly imply he doesn't think i should have 'takes' or 'opinions' on anything? regardless of what he did and didn't say about me i think it is pretty fucking clear that this:
is not 'seperate or unrelated'. i think it is really really difficult and requires totally unearned levels of good faith to read this as anything other than explicitly confirming that the point of this post is to use transmisogynistic rhetoric as a cudgel to shut up me up.
you can believe what you like but i know what i read and what was said about me and i will not be lied to.
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drunk confessing to spencer? "shh, don't tell anyone but 've got a crush on him" my fave troupe everrr 😭😭 love your writing sm ❤️
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︳spencer agnew x reader drabble
︳pure fluff
︳i love this trope sm :( decided to do a lil spin on it!! n also if this is short... im so sorry
spencer had a bad feeling bubbling in the pit of his stomach. something felt... off. while he sat on his couch, scrolling through netflix aimlessly, his eyes kept glancing to the dark screen of his phone.
from the screen...
to the phone...
back to the screen...
then to the phone again...
his hand reaches to the mobile device, eyes focusing as the screen lights up to check the time. a soft sigh leaves him as he takes note of the time.
2:35 AM
they should've texted by now. they should be home from that stupid party... right? unlocking his phone, spencer opens his messages to reread over the conversation with you. they would text him when they got home... right? spencer's mind races with anxious and concerned thoughts as he sets his phone down, exhaling shakily.
... ding!
from :: [y/n] 🤓💞hey
heeeeeey
pssst
keep a secret for me courtney pretty pleeeease
spencer feels a brow raise as he reads the texts, holding back a soft laugh. he simply stares at the screen for a moment before going to respond, only for more texts to flood in.
from :: [y/n] 🤓💞
im hella drynk
drunk
and i thynk its supwr obvious but like
dont twele anyone
spnecr is saur cute and i have .. the biggest crush on him
no not crush
that makes me sound like a lovesick schoolgirl
but you get what i mean hopwfully
silence filled the living room as spencer stares at his phone screen, a little dumbfounded and a little overwhelmed. was this... real? was this actually happening? this couldn't be real. his best friend and object of his ever growing affections was drunk texting him, thinking he was someone else and confessing. well... maybe confessing wasn't the right word. they were more just rambling their feelings.
was there a right way to go about this? would [y/n] even remember this in the morning? should he even say anything? in a panic, spencer just... stares at his phone screen. his free hand comes up to his mouth, nervously chewing on his fingernails as he's seemingly too nervous to respond.
spence, you could always call-
his thoughts are interrupted yet again as his phone starts to ring. spencer's heart stops, and he swears time slows in that moment as the screen lights up with [y/n]'s caller id. shakily, he picks the phone up and answers the call.
"hello...?"
"spence! oh em geee, heeeeeey! i'm hooome, i totally forgot to tell you so hi cutie, i'm home."
the soft giggles and steady breaths only fuel spencer's rapidly beating heart, and a soft smile tugs at his lips. "hey, [y/n]. i was starting to think you were hurt or something... but i'm glad you're home safe and sound." there's a pause of silence, before he swallows thickly and opens his mouth to speak again. "you okay..?"
"keep a secret! courtney didn't text me back so i'm sharing this super top secret secret with you! i have these ultra big feelings for spencer... isn't that crazy?"
he so desperately wished he was there to take care of them. he knew they were a talkative drunk, he knew they never drank enough water and he just hoped their roommate would urge them to do so... he knew everything about them, everything came so naturally with them. so why was he surprised? everyone already thought they were dating, three long years of friendship, they were constantly asked if they were dating. within the three years of friendship, spencer had developed those deeper feelings pretty quickly.
but for some reason, when he was hit with the sudden truth that they returned his feelings... why was he so flabbergasted? the intense feeling bubbling in his chest, the quickened breaths, how his hands felt clammier than usual.
"spenceeeeee? you theeeere?"
"oh, fuck, uh .... sorry, [y/n]. yeah, uh, yeah your secret is safe with me."
there's a selfish part of spencer that decides to keep this to himself, to cherish in this moment. the whole awkward conversation that was bound to happen was an issue for future spencer.
but for now, [y/n]'s giggling voice telling him they felt the same was all he cared about.
#marnie's writings#smoshblr#spencer agnew#spencer agnew x reader#smosh#requested by :: anon !#this is so silly but so is spence and so am i
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tadc cast with a s/o who hates touch.
BUT when they finally get comfortable with the characters they get soooo touchy (as in hugs ,hand holding etc)
Sorry if i didnt make myself clear
And thank you for your work!! ;)
TADC cast x reader who's warming up to touch!
So sorry for taking so long to get to this anon <\3!! I recently went back to writing on mobile due to back pain from sitting at my computer and it's really done a number on my efficiency <\3
That said I hope you enjoy!
Side note does anyone know any tips on how to soothe sore throats? Preferably not with honey because honey naoes my throat swell and itch 😭😭
This post ended up being waaaaaay longer than I first intended so I hope yall are ready to eat up
LAST MINUTE NOTE I misread/misinterpreted this as "reader finally taking a step towards initiating affection for the first time" and not "they're already comfortable and LOVE touch" I am so so dumb but I already have this written <\3 I hope you enjoy this regardless anon 😭😭😭
CAINE:
I think Caine would struggle with the no touching thing especially since I see him being very affectionate both verbally and physically. That said I do think he eventually gets the hang of it and stops himself from throwing his arms around you for a hug... he amps up the verbal affirmations to make up for it though! He doesnt wanna make you unhappy so hes gonna respect your boundaries and take things slow!
As for when you start easing yourself into it, I think he would try to not make a big deal out of it, as not to risk embarrassing you. As someone who doesnt like touch as well as being hesitant to initiate it, I think I wouldnt want a big hoorah about it you know? But that's just me
He does subtly know hes proud of you for being able to take that step, even if you two are only holding hands via linking your pinkies together
POMNI:
I dont think pomni would be crazy about touch imo, she seems like the type to seize up when you touch her without warning. And I'm not saying that as something to be ashamed of because honestly me too. So I think this is one where you both need to have heavy communication in order to push past that and get used to touching one another ! Team work makes the dream work or however the saying goes
That said imagine you two grab each others hands bc something startles you/you both run from something (be it a prank from jax or an IHA or an abstracted) and you both just
Stare down at your interlocked hands. Experimentally squeezing each other before both relaxing into it
I think that would be a cute idea
RAGATHA:
Just like caine she is so so understanding. But unlike caine, she doesnt struggle all that much with trying go restrain from giving you physical affection. Ragatha naturally shows her love through quality time and gift giving, so she doesnt often feel the urge to wrap her arms around you, much less unprompted. Especially with your discomfort in mind
In the event that you come over to her, maybe lay your head on her shoulder while shes reading, I think she would stiffen up a little out of surprise, before gently leaning her heads against yours. Its nice, its quiet, and its comfortable. You two both peacefully exist like that for a while... good thing you guys probably dont have organs because ragathas heart would be pounding so fast, shes just so proud of you that the adrenaline kind of gets to her
JAX:
I think this might be the main one where there may be conflict.
Not because jax belittles your discomfort or tries to push the boundaries. No, I dont think he would, especially when you two get serious. Like would he probably poke you in the beginning before realizing it genuinely brings great discomfort? Yes. Would he stop when he finds out it's an issue for you? Also yes. Again, hes an asshole but I dont think he would be outright ab*sive
No, the reason why I think kay there may be conflict is because behind closed doors, jax can be very clingy and physically touchy, he would want to lay on top of you and hold you and that kind of stuff. That one ask with clingy jax hcs changed me
I think, if you ever try to initiate touch first he would say something kind of mean before he can stop himself. "About time" or something. Like he means it lightheartedly but like. He immediately regrets it, especially since that can just be so... eidkcmc.. when you're trying to come out of your shell in regards to something
Easily has the worst reaction, make him sleep on the metaphorical couch
I think he would do anything to fix that though, you're his lil bun afterall
KINGER:
Kinger is big on touch, he likes handholding and putting his hand on your shoulder. But ultimately he would respect you and not touch you.. honestly kinger can be the same way depending on the day. Either he hates touch and doesnt want anyone or anything touching him, or he needs to be held in order to keep his mind set straight. Poor guy. He just like me frfr.
Honestly gets a little spooked when you gently set your head on his lap, announcing you're going to take a nap while you two hang out in the pillow fort. Kind of gives a soft and surprised "oh!" Before going as still as a statue. Does he stay put? Does he run his hand through your hair? Does he keep up his bug ramble? Does he pipe down?
Ultimately he sits there quietly while you sleep
Expects that to be a one time thing, but he notices you're slowly becoming more physically affectionate. He outwardly shows his support and pride for you
ZOOBLE:
Another one who doesnt really like touch, but instead of it being a discomfort it's just a "I dont like it" thing you know? I mean what did you expect? Zooble doesnt interact much with people unless they're forced to, so it makes sense that touch isnt their thing. So this actually works out very well for you two.
Just like the pomni segment, you guys are going to have to do a lot of communication in regards to introducing stuff like cuddling and hand holding ect into the relationship and finding what works for you while keeping both parties satisfied. I think in the end zooble would be supportive, and even try to esse themselves into the whole thing. So you dont have to do it alone, you know?
GANGLE:
Honestly I think shes too shy and/or unconfident to initiate physical affection herself so the topic never really came up. Which... is a bit odd since it regards a comfort thing for you as well as gangle possibly thinking that you dont enjoy her company; assuming you never really tell her that touch brings you discomfort
But because we love healthy stuff here, let's assume you guys set down boundaries and stuff before getting together
I still think gangle would have some teeny tiny feeling that they arent the best for you. She knows its unfair to think that for both of you, but like. Its one of those nagging mean voices we all have/get at some point, you know?
Probably lets out a little squeak when you slowly wrap one of her arms around your hand and wrist. Kind of just stands there frozen. Too scared to speak up or move, fearing she would ruin the moment
Honestly I think gangle isnt used to touch (that isnt neutral or in passing), so this is going to be a little experience for her. You're both in this together now, basically
#tadc x reader#the amazing digital circus x reader#digital circus x reader#caine x reader#pomni x reader#ragatha x reader#jax x reader#kinger x reader#zooble x reader#gangle x reader
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To ignorant fucking doctors/psychiatrist /therapist:
thanks for:
- Assuming/insinuating that I am semiverbal and slowly losing whatever ability to have to speak from pain ON PURPOSE.
-Assuming that I am over reacting by using a mobility aid- because I'm in so much pain. (I can barely fucking stand let alone walk at all. I am shaking so severely that it hurts to even use a Cane )
-Assuming after displaying obvious traits of autism, and being disabled mentally to the point it not only impedes my speech but my ability to socialize and work- that I was not only delusional from my BPD but also a hypochondriac and liar looking for attention. And seemingly thinking I am less likely to be autistic because I'm AFAB and got good grades.
-Assuming when I was literally sobbing from migraines since age 6 that I was a hypochondriac (later diagnosed with chronic tension migraines)
-THANK YOU for not realizing that ptsd and c-ptsd was a actual diagnosis and asked me to define the diagnosis and list its symptoms. (Literally asked me: "What is post traumatic stress disorder?" Apparently he never even heard of it despite being a psychiatrist)
-Assuming I've gone to inpatient so many times because he assumed I "refused to take any medications in the past 3 years." (Which is a actual blatant lie )
-saying I can not use my aac despite me having mentioned my speech loss episodes.
-dismissing all my experiences and thoughts on my own mental health as delusions because at the time I had a diagnosis of schizophrenia.
-telling me it was my fault I was being verbally and mentally abused because I was "ungrateful despite living under her [the abusive family member] roof."
This all actually happened!!
I understand doctors are human and not perfect but at bare minimum actually listen.
So to all the medical professionals: stop dismissing patients, assuming things about them and actually listen.
And to anyone who has experienced this or similar situations I'm sorry.
(Just to clarify for those who can not easily read tone - the thank you is heavily sarcastic in this post. I am quite frustrated.)
#actually disabled#disabled#physically disabled#chronic pain#chronic illness#disability#disabled punk#neuropunk#mentally disabled#physical disability#tw mental hospital#tw: ableism#tw abuse#tw ableism#tw medical trauma#tw medical mention#angry post#inherent mistreatment in the medical field
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Concerning the media overlords au:
First of all: I love it! Thank you for sharing the idea with us <33
Second: Does Alastor live in the tower with the other Vees? And does Alastor still move into the hotel? If yes, on a scale of one to absolutely how sad/pissed/jealous is Vox after receiving this info?
3. I'd like to imagine Velvette's fingers are constantly itching to get ahold of that handsome deer man, who doesn't know how to dress himself properly or trendy, and give his wardrobe an upgrade. Could you imagine this happening? (Maybe with lots of alcohol involved. So that he would at least temporarily let her experiment with his clothes. Bonus points if she is able to take picture too. Vox would obviously make himself some copies for.. private reasons...) Do you see my vision?? Can you see it??
4. Can Vox convince Alastor to do more audio features within their network? Like podcasts or interviews and the like? Or are they just screams as well? (I recently discovered a podcast about cooking, where each week they talk about one ingredient and explain a recipe with it. I think this would fit Alastor's preferences very well.. tho the ingredients might not be as commonly used now that I think about it... anyhow... now I can't stop thinking about Hannibal and Alastor hosting a food podcast.. oops.. sorry, but not really)
5. You mentioned that Husk still works in his casino, if he isn't needed. Do you have any headcanons for Niffty's whereabouts?
Anyway that's all for now! Have a lovely day/night! <33
p.s. Sorry if this ask is intrusive. For some questions it's pretty clear that I've already imagined something for myself that may or may not fit with your vision of this au. If you feel like I overstepped, feel free to ignore this or send me an alastor_fuck_u. gif :D
Im am very happy to have questions asked! You have no idea how many ideas i have and dont know what to do with xD
I'd love to see other peoples headcanons and ideas for this universe, if anyone does anything for it then please tag me so i can see ^^
This is gonna get long so I've put it under a read more
2: No one is really sure if he lives there or just works there. He HAS his own suite in the tower, but he's not always there when they go look for him, and not being able to find him is very a common occurrence, made more frustrating because he refuses to carry or awnser the mobile phone they forced on him. He hangs around in the common areas like the kitchen and living room sometimes. And if they do manage to rope him into something like a movie night its a huge hassle, because he will insist on a black and white or silent film if he HAS to engage with the tv, and Vel and Val hate those.
The whole top of the Tower is dominated by his large Radio tower though, its slightly seperated from the rest of the building, suspended above it with a staircase/ladder to enter the hatch. Valentino is usually not brave enough to check there for Alastor.
Its the same with the hotel. He does move into his own room there, but goes back and forth a lot, and doesnt have a schedule. Vox tires to pretend hes fine with it at first but often ends up the hotel to be a pain in the ass to Charlie, and getting kicked out by the staff of Alastor. Hes convinced himself that Alastor will lose interest sooner rather than later, and the others just tune out his whining at this point. No one buys it when he claims he didnt even notice Alastor was gone as soon as the Radio Demon gets back to the tower.
3: I may be planning to draw this haha He does let her dress him up ocassionally, he has a few differant suits he's approved of and kept, but does wear his original the most the time. Velvette has a line of 'Vintage chic' clothing that partly started as a way to get Alastor to agree to changing his 'ratty ass old man style' by appealing to clothes that were updated takes on his era. He still very rarely leaves the tower in anything but his own usual attire.
He does on rare occasions allow photos to be taken of him by the vees (and once, later on by charlie, under strict instructions that she keeps it to herself) but no video. And none under any circumstances are allowed on social media. He has blown up a few phones that have attempted, both the Vees and employees.
4: Alastor has agreed to be on a podcast a few times, but its rare, and only if its somehting hes really interested in talking about. It's one of the few modern things he approves of since its just a version of a radio talk show. Same with interviews, he keeps them even more extremly rare, and the mystery of the radio Demon keeps sinners in fear more than him being in the public. Vox always wants him to do more since the ratings sky rocket when Alastor features.
When Alastor has done an interview it is with his back to the camera, and sitting in a large wingbacked stupidly over the top ornate chair, that hides him from being seen, except maybe the top tuffs of his ears and antlers. And he doesnt reveal much about himself when he does. The chair is partly to hide him, and partly to stop the equitment form glitching too much. He likes to pulls faces and makes gestures deliberatly made to make Vox falter and look stupid on camera, since hes the only one who can see him in that chair.
He has teased on his own radio show that one 'lucky' sinner may get the chance to be on both a guest star on his radio broadcast AND a livestream if the mood takes. Valentino had to inform him that what he's referring to is called a snuff film
5: Niffty gets moved to the hotel pretty much full time once Alastor gets involved, Husk is a part time employee, but ends up spending less time at his casino as time goes on.
Valentino is happy Niffty is gone because she creeps him out, she ocassionally hung around his studio during work hours, especially if theyre doing a scene with 'bad boys'. Vox isn't bothered. Velvette is not happy, especially that Niffty is reduced to a maid/janitor for the hotel, and makes that very known to Alastor. Velvette loves Niffty, they are chaos sisters and work on very sketchy sounding potions together, and gang up against the boys.
Niffty is also a great seamstress herself and brings her designs to Velvette like an excited child showing off their latest art project. Almost none of these get used, but Vel has fun forcing models to parade around the studio and work in something Nifftys made, they often include bugs and bodyparts, Velvette finds this halarious.
#asks#media overlords au#hazbin hotel au#hazbin hotel#hazbin valentino#hazbin alastor#hazbin vox#hazbin velvette#hazbin niffty#headcanons#au headcanons#vox#velvette#valentino#Alastor#alastor radio demon#vees#the vs#the vees#v tower#radiosilence#radiostatic#qpr#queer platonic relationship#helluverse#hellaverse
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Inner Demons
Toji Fushiguro x reader
Warning: This work contains a lot of jealousy towards Toji's first wife and mentions of smut. So do not proceed if uncomfortable.
Being jealous was an under statement when you were here burning with jealousy when you saw the photo in which Toji was sweetly smiling at his wife on the day of his wedding. You were miserable as he never showed that smile of his towards you. Sometimes you just wanted to forget about everything, about him having a past without you or the very existence of the sign of their love, Megumi, whom you had come to love so much. You just wanted to be Toji's everything, his one and only, the one who's surname he might take, the one to make him smile, the one to make him cry and to take his virginity. You were truly shameless to have such thoughts, he might kill you once he gets to know that you still can't accept his past and despised his previous wife, wishing it was you he was married to. But unfortunately you were just a second, a replacement to his real soulmate, that's what you always felt after being in this marriage and the noisy neighbours never once allowed you to remove such thoughts out of your head. Your inner demons had consumed you whole.
So one day you decided to write this distorted thoughts of yours into a diary, instead of bottling them up in your mind. You kept the diary in a safety locker and locked it while the key would always be in your mobile cover. You made sure that none of Fushiguros saw it, or it's the end of everything. Since that day, you were atleast a bit more stable, being able to went your cruel thoughts into the diary.
These days you were quitter than usual, and Toji as well as Megumi noticed that. Both of them were a men of few words, and didn't know how to express their affection as they were always on the receiving end, but that didn't mean they didn't care. They cared alot about you and did small small things to make you happy, but your smile didn't reached your eyes these days. So today Toji decided to ask you what's the matter. When he gently opened your room's door, he saw you writing something in a diary, he got curious to what it could be, but as you noticed his presence you quickly shut the diary and shoved it inside the locker and turned to face him.
Toji: Y/n.. Sorry for disturbing you. But I just came to check on you. Are you fine?? And I am curious, what were you writing??
Y/n: I am fine, you don't need to worry or check on me and I was just making my to do list for tomorrow, that's all.
Toji: O-oh ok!! Rest well then.
He said and left the room closing the door behind him, you sighed heavily once he was gone, as you had somehow managed to answer without stammering. But little did you know that Toji heard your heavy sigh and saw you keeping the key into your mobile cover. Tonight when you will sleep, he was definitely going to find out what was in that diary and what made you act that way. He was pretty much sure that the reason behind your behavior these days was hidden in that diary.
As the night fell and you were fast asleep in your room, Toji silently entered your room. Being an assassin he was an expert in trespassing without anyone knowing. He took your mobile and removed the key and opened the drawer. He took your diary and slowly came back to his room to read it. Once he opened the first page he was shocked to see it was filled with scribbles and many words some of them included, "I hate myself for feeling such way but I can't help it." As he kept flipping the pages he became more and more shocked, as hot tears stinged his eyes threatening to flow down his cheeks. He had no clue you felt this way. He thought he gave you love and enough space so that you won't feel uncomfortable, but he didn't know that this space was what was misguiding you. He indeed loved his previous wife till the point where his entire world stopped when she died, but she is now just a pleasant memory for him, that's why sometimes he used to mention how you two are similar, never in a million years did he thought that you would think that he misses her and you are not enough. Instead of feeling anger for all the hatred you had sprouted in your diary, he was sad because he couldn't properly express his love towards you. He didn't know that you loved him to the point of wanting to change the past, just so you could be his everything and make him happy. It was a selfish wish of yours, but for Toji he saw it as a selfless desire for his love. His wife was precious to him, but that was in the past, you are in front of him now, making him smile everyday and he needed to show you how much he loves you, before it's too late.
That night Toji told Megumi to go to his friend's house as he had something important to discuss with you. You were still sleeping silently in your room, blissfully unaware of the fact that you had been discovered. As soon as Megumi left the house, Toji entered your room. He sat beside your sleeping figure and gently stroked your head, the slight movement made you open your eyes as you quickly sat up. Toji gently pulled you close so that you can lay your head in his chest, which you did. As he showed you your diary, all the blood in your face drained.
Toji: Don't worry, I am not mad. Rather I am sad, that you didn't consider me worthy enough to tell me what you were feeling all this time.
Y/n: T-Toji I-I c-can e-explain...
Toji: You don't need to, I read everything.
Y/n: T-Then are you g-gonna l-l-leave me???
Toji: Why in the world would I do that?? I must be stupid if I did that to someone who loves me so much that she wishes to change the past. You know what Y/n, Megumi's mom was indeed special to me, but that was in the past, she is just a memory now, Y/n. She ain't coming back from the grave to take me ya know.. Y/n I married you, because I fell in love with you, not because you are similar to her nor as a replacement. Infact you two are quite opposite, you are funny type while she was calm type. Megumi doesn't need a mom at this age as he is capable to take care of himself. I married you out of pure love Y/n.. I just want your love, I don't expect anything else from you. I love you as a person Y/n, not as a replacement, you never were a replacement.
You didn't know when tears had started flowing down your cheeks. You felt sad and guilty to blame everything on Megumi's deceased mother, she wasn't at fault, nor was Toji. You cried and cried in Toji's arms as he consoled you till you had calmed down to form some coherent words. You realized just how much Toji loved you, to the point of even ignoring all the rubbish you sprouted in your diary about his innocent wife. As guilt grew too much, you opened your mouth, chocking a sob.
Y/n: I-I am s-so sorry Toji, for d-doubting you and b-blaming your wife who w-wasn't even at f-fault. I am r-really s-sorry, will you p-please forgive me??
Toji: Yes I forgive you Y/n.. but now you are my wife so stop feeling guilty already. And about my virginity, let's say I am still a virgin and you can corrupt me the way you want.
Y/n: W-What you read t-that too??
Toji: Of course I did. Take a look at this.
Saying this, Toji slowly removed his robe, and your jaw dropped when you saw him wearing a pretty red harness on his naked body. You blushed at the captivating site in front of you.
Toji: What do you think, Y/n?? I never wore something like this for her, now I am wearing this especially for you. So say Y/n, won't you take my virginity now??
Y/n: T-Toji you really are something. And why thankyou, I am going to take that virginity of yours and completely devour you, claim you as mine alone, I have waited long enough.
Toji: Yes and so have I. Y/n you are my one and only and I want you to feel the same way so don't hesitate now.
Y/n: Thankyou so much Toji, for everything, I won't hesitate I promise. OH wait but what about Megumi, he might hear us.
Toji: Don't worry about that!! I already sent that brat away at his friends home, he won't return till evening or maybe till tomorrow morning, as he knows if he wants a sibling he has to be patient.
You blushed at the way Toji seductively said the last part, but you threw all your shame away and latched onto Toji, biting and nibbling his soft flesh, claiming him and marking him as yours. That day and eventually night, you both continued to fuck each other in every possible position and in every corner of house till no corners were left untouched. You fucked like newly weds, with Toji whimpering every now and then as your were being a little too rough with him. You rode him all night long while choking him from time to time, which earned breathy whimpers from him, as he continued to paint your insides white for nth time that night. After you both had finally finished and were tired as hell, but still decided to clean the house before, Megumi came the next morning, good thing he was smart enough to not come back at that night, or he might had seen you two fucking like animals in heat.
It was the best fuck of your life, and you knew you would always remember it. As after all you did take his virginity, it may not be physically but psychologically, then yes, you did and you were more than satisfied with it. Now that all your misunderstandings were cleared and all of your inner demons were baptised by Toji, you, Toji and Megumi grew more and more closer as each day passed by, also leading to Toji to change his surname from Fushiguro to your surname soon enough as Megumi proudfully did it too. And as the day ended you once again wrote in your diary, "Dear diary, today too, I spent a happy day with my family."
I don't know what I am doing. Though I have 2 incomplete drafts, one of Gojo and other of Ash Ketchum, still I don't know how I ended up posting Toji, even though he wasn't in any drafts.😐😑 Again obsessed over him. Next post might be Gojo, it's almost done.😊
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Disabled!Reader Headcanons with some of my genshin favs <3
Warnings: minors please do not interact, Reader is physically disabled, Reader is mentally ill, Reader is gender neutral, Reader uses a mobility aid (cane and wheelchair), Reader has chronic pain, he/him pronouns for Albedo, Diluc, & Kaeya, she/her pronouns for Kokomi, Candace, Hurt/Comfort, Reader is implied to have agoraphobia, 1.2k words, anyone can read but please be respectful, any ableists will be blocked on sight!
Characters: Albedo, Kokomi, Kaeya, Candace, Diluc
A/n: This is just a little self indulgent thing i wrote for myself, because I needed the pick me up to be honest. Please know I am writing from my own experiences as a disabled person and that these experiences may not be universal, so please don’t get upset if you can’t relate, because again these are from my own experiences. Other than that please be respectful and abeists fuck off thanks <3
Albedo
Albedo is probably more sensitive when it comes to your disabilities. He helps you up and about through the day whenever you need the extra boost, or grabs your aid for you if it isn't within reach. You were a little embarrassed to use your aid in front of Albedo, purely out of bad experiences with past partners, but he made you feel at home in your body in an instant. He respects your boundaries, watches you to make sure you don’t overwork yourself, and goes above and beyond for you in every single way imaginable. Albedo vowed to protect you as much as possible, knowing you didn’t have that ability in the same way he did. Bedo even put some research into your disabilities hoping to find ways to help you live a happy and painless life. Albedo was good to you, almost perfect. He never judged, said a hurtful or ignorant word, and always, and I mean always, loved and cared for you no matter what state you were in. At the end of the day he just wanted you to be happy and cared for, and if you were? Well, then Albedo was happy, too.
Kokomi
Everyday Sangonamiya Kokomi would start the day early with a nice walk along the oceanside, picking up any shells and pearls she found along the way, placing them gently in her bag. All so she could bring them back home to you as a gift before she had to eventually part ways for the day to do her work. She’ll leave a note for you to read once you’ve woken up, knowing that you’d oftentimes sleep in late and wake up when she was long gone, but thankfully that meant you would see her sooner. Or at least that’s what you told her jokingly whenever she gently suggested you go to bed earlier. When you’re in pain Kokomi will try her damndest to heal you, taking her hands and hovering it over the wound with a concentrated face, until either the pain slightly subsides or you ask her to stop. You know that not always will her healing help you, but you accept it regardless with a smile on your face.
Kaeya
People always say laughter is the best medicine and Kaeya would agree with that sentiment. Whenever you’re experiencing a pain flare up Kaeya is quick to get you whatever you need in a timely manner, but he’s also known for cracking a few lighthearted jokes to distract you from the pain. He loves to tell you how beautiful that smile of yours is and how sorry he is that you’re suffering so much, and how he dearly wishes he could help. You’d smile back at him and assure him his presence was the only thing you needed on your bad days, and of course your usual pain regiment. He’d come home from a long day at work to tell you all about the sights he saw and the stories he heard and everything he had witnessed. It was his own little way of bringing you along with him on his journeys knowing you couldn’t always leave the house so easily as he could. Kaeya wanted you to feel the joys of life, even if some days had to be spent indoors. So, every day he made a goal to make you laugh or smile each day, and not every day did he succeed in that, but he tried his damndest regardless and that’s all that mattered to you.
Candace
She takes good care of you, brings you your medication and aid when you need it, holds you when things are too much on you, and lets you cry all your pain out on her warm shoulder. She’ll hold you close as you cringe in pain and sob in her arms, humming a sweet lullaby to soothe your pain. Candace is sweet and motherly, and will protect you from any potential harm that comes your way whether it’s real or imagined. After a long day of protecting the village she adores coming home to you, bringing you flowers and fruit as an offering for being gone for so long, but you’d wave your hands and assure her that no apology was necessary. You’d only wish for her warm embrace and soft hums to get you through the remainder of the night. Mornings with Candace were your favorite. You’d wake up to a table full of wonderful smelling food and afterwards she’d take you out for a walk around the village. The two of you would chat up conversations with villagers and friends alike, until you grew too tired and needed to go back home to rest and take it easy. It’s moments like those that you realize just how much happier you are with Candace in your life, you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.
Diluc
Every day Diluc makes sure you are doing your exercises, encouraging you with a gentle tone to slowly get up for the day and do your daily walk and physical therapy exercises. He would press the back of his palm to your forehead to check your temperature, urging you to get up for the day. He knows it’s your least favorite part of the day, but both of you knew it had to happen regardless. After he made sure you had your breakfast and done your exercises, and even finished your walk with him; he’d bring out your wheelchair and take you into the front of the winery, letting you soak in the sun and sights as he talked to you about his plans for the days ahead. He might even surprise you with a new outfit to wear on a day out to the city of Mondstadt. Watching with a tender smile as your face lit up at his words when he explained the surprise and what exactly it entailed. You were grateful that Diluc wouldn’t let you stay holed up inside all day, even if some days you wished he’d just let you wallow, you were glad he took such good care of you. And if there was one thing you knew about Diluc it was that he was sure to take the utmost best care of you and would for a very, very long time.
#albedo x reader#kaeya x reader#candace x reader#kokomi x reader#diluc x reader#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin x y/n
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A Love Reunited - Ricky Smut/Fluff
A/N: I don’t know why my mind went towards a sappy fluffy cute smut but it did so hopefully you enjoy this anon! I didn’t edit this so they’re maybe some typos, also I upload via mobile so if the formatting is ever off I am sorry! Enjoy!
Edit: for some reason tumblr won’t let me add the imagine below the photo so it’s all wonky. Sorry!
Sighing you clock out at work and make your way out the door, extra glad it is finally the weekend after a long week, but also a little disappointed to be making your way home to your apartment alone. Your boyfriend Ricky is away on tour and unfortunately there is still about a week left before he can be home.
You decide to send him a quick message before you start the drive home, letting him know that you are thinking of him and miss him.
When you pull into your driveway you notice that you have a message so you take your phone out as you walk towards your front door.
“Good thing we got home early then,” you read.
You quickly unlock your front door when you got the message, looking up to immediately gasp. Wasting no time you make your way to where he sits on your couch, sit down on his lap facing him and bury your face in his neck. His arms snake around you, holding you to him tightly as you both sit there in the silence for a couple minutes to embrace and take comfort in being together again.
“Something came up and the tour ended a week early, so I decided to surprise you after work today,” he says softly in your ear, not wanting to let go of you as the two months you were apart has taken a toll on not just you but him as well.
“I missed you so much,” you mumble, trying not to embarrass yourself by happy crying.
The timer in the oven goes off, forcing you to separate from eachother.
“Go sit at the table, I will have dinner out for us in a minute,” he says kissing your forehead as he slips by you and into your kitchen.
You make your way to the dining room table ad smile when you see that there is a beautiful bouquet of flowers itting on it, and candles are lit around the room giving a romantic feel towards the meal, which melts your heart at the effort that he made to do something for you despite the fact you know he must be tired from the tour.
Rick comes out with your plates and then heads back into the kitchen to grab you both a couple of glasses of wine before he takes a seat next to you at the table.
“You didn’t have to do all of this for me, I know you must be exhausted after such a long tour,” you say as you start to eat the wonderful meal that he has cooked.
“I wanted to do something nice for you when I got back because this was the first tour we’ve been through together and I know it is a lot for you as well. I figured we have a nice at home date tonight and then we can spend the weekend being lazy and lying around together. After your week you probably need it too,” he responds back, reaching over to lightly squeeze your thigh under the table.
The two of you continue to eat, Rick telling you all about the fun and weird moments of the tour. Most of this he has already told you during your facetime chats but you still gladly listen to him as its been so long since you have heard him talk in person.
When you both finish eating you move closer to him so that you can give him a kiss, giggling when he pulls you out of your chair and onto his lap, not expecting the sudden playful moment.
“I’m so glad you are home, I missed you so much. I know you would never do anything but just knowing you meet so many fans makes me anxious, you never know what they could do or if you would meet someone better,” you admit shyly as you start to lightly play with his hair, loving the silky feel of it in your hands.
“Baby, listen to me. I don’t want anyone else. Noone comes close to you or how I feel about you,” he brushes your cheek with his thumb, which makes you look at him and making eye contact.
He leans down to gently kiss you again, but this time feels a lot different than any the two of you have ever shared with eachother. You can’t place why but you don’t question it, quickly giving in to the feeling and losing all sense of what is happening around you.
You can feel him smile in the kiss which makes you smile as well. Lightly Rick tugs on your lip with his teeth, your tongues lazily meeting. You can’t help but love how soft and gentle everything is right now. These slow sweet moments together are rare and you haven’t been able to have on in awhile.
His hands trail down your sides before landing on our ass and resting there for a moment before he pulls his lips away from yours just slightly.
“Why don’t we move this to our bed? You can show me how much you missed me,” he whispers, his breath ghosts across your lips making you shudder.
Rather than answering you get up off his lap and grab his hand, leading him out of the dining room and to your bedroom.
Both of you lay down on your sides facing eachother, lips quickly colliding with eachothers again only this time is more heated, both of you getting needy for contact that you have been missing.
One of his hands is resting on your hip as the other is in your hair, holding you closely to him. Slowly he pushs on you, letting you know that he wants you to lay down on your back which you happily do.
His hands teasingly rub the skin of your stomach which is now exposed from your shirt riding up slightly. Trailing his hands softly up your torso until they make their way back down towards the hem of your shirt, which he grabs and slides off of you, your bra quickly going with it while you blush.
The two of you have only been together like this a handful of times before he had to leave for the tour, so despite wanting it you still can’t help but feel shy when he looks at your body.
He gives you another quick soft kiss that is over before you can register that it had begun before they lightly start to ghost from your ear down to your throat. At the same time one of his hands moves to cup a breast, lightly kneading it before starting to roll your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Even after all this time he still takes satisfaction in teasing you.
He know that he finds your sensitive spot on your throat when you gasp and tilt your head allowing him more access to continue leaving marks along the path, because you know that he has to be at that point.
Reaching inbetween the both of you you decide to unbutton his jeans, sliding them down slightly along with his boxers.
He adjusts so that he can kick his them off the rest of the way before his lips slowly start to trail down your chest, continuing to leave marks as you reach down to slowly stroke him, wanting to drive him crazy and tease him as much as he was doing to you. You know you succeeded when he lets out a barely audible groan which makes you giggle.
His lips wrap around one of your nipples, making you gasp and shift at the sensitive feeling, your jeans feeling a bit too constricting now.
He notices you shift and moves to unbutton them, pulling away from you slightly so that you can lift your hip, allowing him to remove them as well as your panties in one quick motion before sitting at your side. He reaches over you so that he can rub your clit but you grab his wrist and stop him.
“No, I-I just want to feel you tonight, please?” you beg, craving the closeness and the connection that you have been lacking out on with him.
His shifts so that he is leaning over the top of you again, his lips finding yours gently as he teases you slightly with the tip against your clit. When you give him an annoyed grunt he finally gives in and slips inside of you, both of you letting out a groan at the sudden feeling of pleasure that is coursing through you.
Hi thrusts get a little bit harder as he goes but he doesn’t get anywhere near as rough with you as he always has in the past. He wants to savor this moment with you and enjoy this feeling. He also feels the change between this act and the other times the two of you have been together.
Pulling away he locks his eyes with you as his hands find their way to your waist, flipping the two of you so that you are now on top.
“Ride me baby, fuck just like that,” he groans as you begin to rock your hips against his, you being inpatient and going a bit quicker than he was when he was on top and leading the two of you.
Knowing that he won’t last long himself after not getting any for a few month he reaches between the two of you, starting to toy with your clit which makes you look away from him, arching your back at the level it adds to everything.
He can feel you starting to clench around him, hear you letting out breathy moans that let him know that you are getting quick and when you do cum rather abruptly he is right behind you, spilling inside of you a couple seconds later.
When you come down you share a couple lazy kisses before you finally pull yourself off him and go to your bathroom to quickly clean yourself up.
When you return you quickly put your pajamas on, and notice that he has slipped into his boxers and is laying on your bed waiting for you to join him. You do so, laying your head on his chest and wrapping an arm around him while he begins to lightly run a hand along your back. Both of you sit there quietly, processing what has changed between the two of you but not wanting to be the one to break the silence.
A few moments later Rick decides to be the one to break it, “Being away from you like this for so long made me realize something… well that and one of Chris’ weird peptalks helped me figure it out too,” Rick says softly, still rubbing your back softly.
You move so that you are looking up at him,” Hmm?” you ask.
“This is probably not the best time to say it, and totally is not what I planned to do but I want to say it. I love you, more than that I’m in love with you. I’ve never mised someone so much while gone, or worried about a girlfriend like this,” he slowly stops talking when he realises he is rambling.
“Rick, I love you too. I just was too nervous to say it and freaked out thinking it would freak you out saying it only four months into our relations,” you admit and then before giving him a second kiss lightly.
Suddenly realization hits you and you pull away with a weird look on your face.
“Wait, you confided in this with my brother before you did me? No wonder he has been really weird lately when we’ve talked and asking how things are going with you,” you say giggling slightly.
You lay back down, curling up in his side again, content to just stay like that the rest of the night.
“He confronted me about it, I will explain later, lets just go to bed,” he says, sounding annoyed.
You decide to just let the subject go but totally plan to ask him about it in the morning curious on what that could have meant.
The two of you continue to catch up on everything you haven’t had a chance to with one another before you finally start to fall asleep, feeling loved and cared for, more content in your relationship than ever.
#motionless in white#vinny mauro#motionless in white imagine#ryan sitkowski#chris motionless#ricky olson#justin morrow#fanfiction#ricky olson imagine#ricky horror imagine#ricky olson fic#ricky olson x reader#ricky olson smut#bree sucks at fanfiction
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Prompt: you can try to go home, but it will never feel the same
anon i know you probably wanted some daniel returning to redbull angst with this one, but i am nothing if not diaspointing lol, so have a self absorbed 'in that iron ground' sequal i wrote instead.
cw: parental death, angst, speculation on what it means to be the 'biological' parent or not of a child
“Here you are.”
Max’s voice comes from behind him, but Daniel doesn’t turn from where he’s watching the gentle rise and fall of their daughter’s chest, the way the colourful lights from the mobile dance across her face in the darkened room.
“I’ve read they decided those types are bad for babies now,” Michelle had told him earlier, in that critical, been there, done that parent way, with just a healthy dose of big sister smugness thrown in, as she’d watched him attach it to the crib. It’s so old. Daniel wonders if it wasn’t the same one he slept in.
Like father, like daughter.
“I thought you had got lost on your way from the bathroom.”
Daniel still doesn’t look up, but he hears the telltale ‘click,’ of Max switching off the baby monitor. Daniel has joked, more than once, about how Max had it surgically attached to his hip 6 months ago, when she first came into their world. Red-faced, and kicking, and the best decision they ever made.
He comes to stand beside Daniel.
Everybody else is downstairs. It’s past ten but even the kids are still up. Izzy is ‘waiting for Santa,’ and Isaac is shooting Daniel eye-rolls over her head, as though to prove he’s a grown-up because now he knows the truth. Max has been quizzing Michelle endlessly on the pro’s and con’s of different milk warming systems, and his mum has been sat listening with her new boyfriend—Tim’s—hand on her knee, and Daniel just-
He just needed a minute.
“Sorry,” he murmurs, not wanting to disturb Emilia, though anyone would know she was Max’s daughter by her ability to sleep through an earthquake alone, “I just-“
“Wanted a moment?” Max supplies, because of course he knows when it comes to his family.
Daniel nods. Emilia makes a little noise, a groan, like she’s thinking about protesting their loving stares, but it’s gone as quickly as it came.
“It’s weird,” Daniel eventually gets out. “Coming home, and there’s another man sitting with my mum on the couch.”
But it’s not even about that, not really. Tim is nice, he makes his mum laugh and Michelle tells him regularly over the phone, “she’s really happy, Daniel. It’s the first time I’ve seen her smile so much since dad.” He shakes Daniel’s hand and asks him about his new job with the Redbull junior team, and when his mum sent Emilia her first party dress in the post, she had signed his name right next to ‘grandma’ on the card.
Besides, if Daniel ever- He’d want Max to find somebody else too. Even if the idea of it makes Daniel sick to his stomach, makes him want to do something crazy like tattoo his name onto Max’s chest, the thought of him being alone forever is worse.
Max’s hand comes to cup the back of his neck, to rub his thumb over the muscle that he knows aches more these days than it used to.
“When my mum got her first boyfriend, I did not like it also,” he admits, though it doesn’t sound like a feeling he is shying away from. “I know it is not the same, but I think always it is strange to see your mum with somebody else."
It is, but maybe what’s stranger is the way it took Daniel getting to the ranch for him to realise that his dad wouldn’t be here for his daughter’s first Christmas. He’d spent the first evening looking helplessly around the dinner table at everybodys faces, foolishly stunned to learn that the sudden life of her couldn’t raise his father from the ground.
“Sometimes I still have to remember,” he admits, because it suddenly feels too shameful to keep a secret. “That he’s- That my dad is dead.”
He forces the words past his teeth, eyes fixed on the slight purse of Emilia’s lips. It’s something he’s been practicing with his therapist; not shying away from saying the truth. You’d think that after five years it would feel like that, but Daniel still finds there are days when his fingers twitch to call the contact he still can’t bear to delete from his phone book.
From the corner of his eye, Daniel can see Max nod but stay silent, like he’s been given a particularly tricky problem that he’s trying to find a solution for.
“He was here for longer than he has not been here,” he eventually says, like the hole in Daniel’s life is something that can be plugged with logic.
“True,” Daniel agrees anyway, because he knows that Max is trying, and it’s unfair to expect him to have the answers when Daniel doesn’t even know what he is asking for.
The closest thing he can think of is, ‘do you think my dad would still have loved her even without any of my DNA,’ but it’s a cruel thing to ask Max, who so desperately wanted Daniel to be the biological father. Besides, it’s not like Max would know what to say to that anyway.
“Also,” Max continues, a hesitant edge to his voice now, “of course it will be more sad this time. To bring Emilia and know he is not here to see her.”
That’s closer. Daniel can feel it, the way the words pang in his chest.
Yet, to hear it while looking down at his daughter’s sleeping body, it crests an entirely different wave of fear inside him.
There will be a time when this is her, when she’ll be spending Christmas night in the house where she grew up, but that she no longer lives in, and Daniel won’t be there to see her open her presents in the morning. It’s ridiculous really. He’s never spent one holiday with her yet, and he’s already worried about the ones he’ll miss.
“When me and Michelle were kids, on Christmas night my dad would cover the floor in flour,” he begins to recount, the words made of his desire to bridge the gap between what his father was to him then, and who Daniel is now. “He would make footprints in them, all the way from the chimney to the tree and back again, for us to find in the morning. He did it for Isaac too, made Santa’s footprints, we- We should do that for Emilia, when she is old enough.”
When he looks at Max, he’s smiling. Softly, the hue of the mobile turning the tips of his mousy hair golden. He nods, reaching for Daniel’s hand, and sliding his fingers into the four gaps between Max’s feels like coming home more than boarding a plane ever has.
“I hope I am a dad like yours,” Max whispers. The and not like mine hangs so heavy in the air, Daniel doesn’t need for him to say it to hear it.
Still, he answers him-
“I hope we are better than both of them.”
#i hope you like it anyway!#or someone at least does lol#in that iron ground#fic#max/daniel#cw parental death
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hi im politely asking for you to take down your response to my post, i do not want the kind of attention i am receiving. thank you
*sigh* I was going to draft a response to your first response to my reblog yesterday, but it's been a weird and stressful couple of days for me and I didn't want to accidentally snap at you because I didn't have the brain space to give the conversation the respect and attention it deserves, so I delayed it to today, and it appears that may have come off as me being rude and ignoring you. For that I apologize; that was not my intent.
I'm sorry that a couple of people have been rude to you in the tags on that post. I also apologize if my response came off as harsh or hostile in any way; as I noted in that initial reblog, I've been seeing a lot of people saying with their whole chest that alterhuman just means nonhuman, and the frequency is getting frustrating, but that's not your fault and the frustration might have unfairly spilled over into my tone. It seems from some of your more recent reblogs like it might've just been a misphrase, but it's hard to tell, so I didn't want to assume it was - and in any case, the explanation and example list was for anon as much as it was for you. I wasn't trying to attack or "rag on" you at all, and I don't think most of the people leaving tags agreeing with me were either, though obviously I can't speak for them. I was just trying to prevent misinformation from spreading - because even if you didn't mean "alterhuman = nonhuman," if that's how it read to me, it's probably how it read to an anon who has no way of knowing better, and that's how people come away actually thinking that's what the word means.
With that being said, I'm going to politely decline to delete my reblog of that post. I won't answer in further reblogs (unless you address me directly, of course) and thus won't bump it any further up my blog, but the existing reblog has already been up for two days and reblogged by multiple people; anyone who was going to see it on their dashboard from my blog has probably already seen it, so deleting it won't actually accomplish decreasing the people responding in your notes. All it will do is get rid of the clarification of potential misunderstanding, which I honestly don't really want to do when it won't do any good. If the post keeps causing you problems, turning off reblogs would probably do more to get rid of that problem than my deleting my response would; you should be able to do that in the edit interface on any post, at least on desktop (I'm never sure how mobile works exactly lol). (And that's a reversible change where deletions are not, to boot.)
#asked and answered#cripp-tid#rani talks#i'm turning off reblogs on this so i don't get other people jumping on board; please feel free to send further asks or use replies -#- if you want to discuss this further#obligatory @ the notes don't be a jackass don't harass people and probably don't reply to this post at all please
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[Gakuen K] Kusanagi Izumo Route: Cornered? Translation
*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン)
*Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist
*Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut !
Izumo: Phew! We managed to purchase everything we needed… and now my wallet’s cryin’.
Izumo: Thanks for coming shoppin’ with me today. I really enjoyed it.
Ran: Same here.
Ran: I never thought reference books were that expensive so that really surprised me.
Izumo: Right? I was also surprised at first when I found out. I couldn’t believe my eyes and thought I’d read the price tag wrong.
Izumo: It’s not student-friendly at all. Maybe it’s ‘cause the book isn’t popular, but that’s still no reason to make it that expensive. Man, it really does bring a student to tears.
Izumo: Oh…? It’s rainin’.
Ran: Come to think of it, I think the weather forecast did say that there was going to be a passing shower today.
Izumo: Really? Wait, it’s gettin’ heavier.
Izumo: This place’s just round the corner from my place. C’mon, follow me!
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Izumo: Ahh, we’re all soaked to the bone… Go on, don’t stand on ceremony.
Ran: Pardon the intrusion…
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Izumo: Wait here, I’ll go fetch us some towels.
Ran: So this is your room…
⊳ Choice: Looks like an adult lives here
Ran: It looks really grown-up.
Izumo: You think so?
Ran: Yeah, the things you have around are pretty minimalistic. And… there’s the faint smell of cigarettes.
Izumo: Ah… Sorry ‘bout that. I didn’t think anyone else would be here, so I didn’t air out the room beforehand.
Ran: No, no, don’t worry about it. I think it’s fitting.
⊳ Choice: Looks manly enough
Ran: You can clearly tell a guy lives here.
Izumo: Of course. I mean, I do live alone here. ‘Sides, wouldn’t you be weirded out if you found plushies all around?
Ran: That would be rather cute, actually. It’d be an adorable contrast to how you usually carry yourself...
Izumo: Really? Huh, maybe I should buy some before you come ‘round next time.
Izumo: Here are the towels. I brought you a larger one and a small one just in case.
Ran: Thank you.
Ran: Our date got ruined by the rain, huh.
Izumo: Unfortunately so. To think that I was plannin’ to invite you to the open cafe right after too.
Izumo: But, well…. Having a date at home doesn't sound too bad either.
Ran: What do people usually do on home dates…?
Izumo: Huh?
Ran: I've never been to a guy's place till now, so what are we supposed to be doing here???
Izumo: Well, we could talk and enjoy spending time with each other…
Ran: But can't we talk outside?
Izumo: Y-Yeah! That's true… I mean, well, we could also eat together?
Ran: But we can do that outside too.
Izumo: R-Right. Man, are you conerin’ me ‘cause, you know, or…?
Ran: Am I backing you into a corner?
Izumo: Huh!? Err, no… Of course not. No, no, there's no way that's gonna happen.
Izumo: A-Alright, look… A home date is… different from a date outside.
Izumo: Here, you won't have to be concerned about the eyes of the public while we spend time together.
Ran: Oh, I see. Together…
Izumo: …
Ran: …
Izumo: …Ahh, nope! Nopity, nope, nope! It's too early for us to be doin’ this!
Ran: Huh?
Izumo: I swore to myself that I'd take this step-by-step and that I wouldn't be swept up in the flow of things as the relationship progressed. Yeah… So, nope! We are not doin’ this.
Izumo: I'll lend you my umbrella, so go home for today, ‘kay?
Ran: Then, our date…
Izumo: I'll make it up to you next time. Sorry, but you'll have to head home now! It would be bad if you caught a cold out here.
Izumo: Warm yourself up properly when you get back to the dorm, you hear?
Ran: O-Okay. See you next time!
Izumo: See ya. Phew… that was a close call. When I was a grade-schooler, my homeroom teacher used to tell me that I could do things if I put my heart into it…
Izumo: Okay, my thoughts are startin’ to toe the line of wicked. Time to take a cold shower and cool off.
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