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Do you love me?
Yeah. I love you.
#Silvacre#Silvacreedit#BBC Vigil#Vigiledit#Amy x Kirsten#Vigil#HMS Vigil#Silvacre*#Vigil*#Vigil:s1#Vigil:1x06
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reach out and touch faith
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#my great-grandma told me to always be nice to strangers because angels walk among us#and if you were nice to them for selfless reasons then they would return the favor by looking out for you#it made me super vigilant about doing favors for strangers lmao (which i guess would not be a selfless reason to help...... hm....)#i'm not saying that's how griffin interpreted this strange encounter#but he definitely took it as some type of religious experience#i would not be shocked if he told all his friends he met jesus with the long hair and everything jskdjs#anyway! asa's in his ghost era#frozen pines#camellia#asa mayfield#finn atwood
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@belabellissima's tags on this post deserve a post of their own, i—
#muffled screaming YOU GET IT#i think the ghost watched jude pull the riskiest gambles and repeatedly come out on top—#bloodied but with what she wanted—and was like. oh shit. she's not just a spoiled gentry kid#so taryn shows up and it's like. hm. yikes. there might be two of them#i'm not sure i subscribe to the idea that he fell for her while she was married to locke#(i think his feelings toward locke had to be so ugly that taryn would've gotten wrapped up in that at least a bit)#but i do think he never underestimated her#and had he not been otherwise occupied. i think he immediately would've noticed her posing as jude#i know holly is trying to telegraph romantic interest at the end of qon with him watching her#but i read it more like “you're a potential bomb that could detonate at any moment; there's no way in hell i'm taking my eyes off you”#she knows his TRUE NAME#he owes her his life#but i think that level of suspicion and vigilance would very naturally become fascination and admiration#she's lovely and kind but crafty and underhanded all at the same time#she's just human enough to make him ache. but she's just fae enough to accept him#oops this got long#anyways bela LOVE your tags thank u for giving me thoughts to chew on#tfota#the folk of the air#taryn duarte#taryn x the ghost#tcp
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no but like "this person whose art you reblogged ships batjokes ://" is a real thing I've gotten in my inbox like girl. leave me alone its just a picture of bats man. batsman. batmam. sans jokes. so whyyyy does it matter to you ??
how did you know they shipped that ship you dont like anyway ?? did u scroll thru their blog looking for it ?? why are u telling me ?? this isnt even that wild of a ship, considering ?? why do I have to know ??
#like. I appreciate the vigilance ? but not really because I dont care#and anon was off too...#2015 avatar insta version of this... hm... “that person who's QOTD you answered ships ma/korra ://”
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Naval grog pitcher marked for HMS Vigilant (she was a schooner, who was launched 1803 and sold 1808), 1804
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Watching Prisoners rn :0!
#Will be updating the tags as I watch ^_^#3 mins in: The opening sequence is so pretty! and I think that’s High Jackman? I dunno him too well :p#6 mins in: CLAY FROM 15 REASONS WHY?#14 mins in: FIRST PAUL SIGHTING 😨#wut is he doing out in that RV 😡 PAUL DANO DO NOT BE EVIL IN THIS MOVIE.#19 mins in: Looking at Alex room for context clues 🕵🏽♂️#I RLLY DON’T WANT HIM TO BE A KIDNAPPER 😭 PLS DON’T DO THIS TO ME!#28 mins in: Not the priest on the S/OF. list x( AND HE’S DEAD? WTF.#34 mins: WHY IS THERE A DEAD PERSON IN THE PRIEST BASEMENT 0_0 duz it rel8 to the crime in anyway? dunno…#Alex wrote the date as Jone 5 ~_~ IF HE ENDS UP BEING GUILTY I’M GNA BE SO MAD. >:(#43 mins in: WHY IS ALEX HANGING THE PUPPY DX#I’m so frustrated rn. 🫥#50 mins: Why tf WAIT GUYS.#GUYS I’M CONNECTING THE DOTS.#THE CORPSE IN THE BASEMENT IS THE UNCLE 😨#AND THE AUNT SAID HE WALKED OFF BUT SHE WAS LYING.#OMG. OMG. OMG.#If I’m right…you all owe me 5 dollars#57 mins: WHO IS THIS NEW MAN FROM THE VIGIL 🤬 WHO IS IT. JAKE GYLLENHAAL KILL HIM NOW.#1:03 mins: OK SO. That random is a kiddie diddler and he knows Alex allegedly? hm. this is getting confuzzling#consider me confuzzled.#ALSO IS THAT VIOLA DAVIS?#1:06 mins: 😦#THEY FUCKED HIM UP BAD…#1:14 mins: THE RANDOM HAS BROKEN INTO THEIR HOME. INTRUDER! INTRUDER!#1:27 mins: My new theory is that Alex is actually the other Creepazoid and their related?#and they made ‘Alex’ pretend 2 cover it up? :T wut#1:34 mins: JAKE IS IN THE OTEHR ALEX HOUSE. AND THERE IS A PIGGY HEAD.#I hope they don’t show the poor girls all scared :( that would be too much for me I can’t stand that type of stuff#1:37 mins: Ok so it was that weirdo’s ass n they just tortured that poor man 4 no reezun >:0
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@ rodri de paul thank you for helping me with my fic, ily! <3
#rodrigessi#rodriguessi#neymessi#rodriguessi is real?#hm this love triangle is not going to end well i think#but i'm loving it ngl#it's so funny#let's see what ney gonna do now 👀#another pic to mark his territory?#ney you better be vigilant full time#it's so funny tho because they are the same “typecast” so they would certainly be intimidated by each other#rodrigo de paul#neymar jr#lionel messi
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obsessed w pixl's new empires character/concept, that's SO FUCKING COOL,
#hes an archivist!!!!#and not in a magarch way in a records keeper way!!!#he keeps the history alive...GOD.#im just. that is SO cool.#didnt watch him much last seasonbbut always loved his story concepts and stuff like w the vigil#and this is FANTASTIC#oh. i can already TELL hes gonna be my main es2 pov#.lyr#mcyt#....need tags. hm#empires season 2#empires smp
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sometimes you wonder how different the way könig handles you is opposed to the way he handles his opponents when he’s out on the field. youve never seen him in action, könig’s always been vigilant about keeping you as far removed from that part of his life as possible, but it’s not like you haven’t heard stories about how good he is at his job, how stealthily he takes down fully grown men with just his hands. the same hands that cradle your cheeks when you look up at him adoringly; that prepare you meals with love and care.
the same hands he makes you suck on, instructing you to get his long fingers nice and wet for him.
there’s something practiced about the stern way his large, scarred hands manipulate your body. the way he so effortlessly manhandles you into different positions, like now— sprawled out across his brawny body, broad chest pressed to your back, helpless and completely surrounded by him. the way he forces your legs open when your instinct is so clench them closed, trying to wrest away from his skilled fingers, giving you no choice but to lay back and take whatever he decides to give you.
he was slightly annoyed by all the squirming you were doing while he was watching his show, struggling to get comfortable when there was a pulsing ache in between your thighs that being in his presence always seemed to evoke. he knows you so well, fingers searching for the telltale sign of dampness around your panties. he’d tsked to himself as he slid his big hand inside, spreading your puffy folds and rubbing softly at your sensitive clit.
“shh, liebchen, don’t try to fight me now. this is what you needed, ja?” “why you running from me, hm?” he responds to your whining so sweetly once he’d bullied his his thick fingers in your tiny hole, fingertips massaging your gummy walls. he’s not a many of many words, the way he handles you speaks for itself. you’d like to think the tenderness that seeps through his firm touch is reserved just for you.
#cod smut#könig x you#könig smut#konig cod#konig x reader#konig call of duty#konig smut#konig x y/n#konig mw2#könig x reader#könig call of duty#könig x y/n#könig mw2#konig x you#könig cod#könig#konig modern warfare#konig headcanons#cod x reader#cod
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“It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.” ― Tahereh Mafi
#Silvacre#Silvacreedit#Vigil#Vigiledit#Amy x Kirsten#HMS Vigil#Silvacre*#Vigil*#Vigil:s1#Vigil:1x04#Silvacre kiss
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do you still do twisted wonderland requests? if so can i request self aware dorm leaders being called "good boy"??
『 ↳✧･ﾟ CALLING THE DORM LEADERS YOUR GOOD BOY ;
Dorm Leaders x Creator!Reader
Riddle - Off with your head!
"Do you enjoy your tea?"
"Mm. The tea is most delicious, Yuu. " Riddle speaks with the utmost sincerity, his words sweet and grateful. Even though his tea cup has long been empty since he finished it, he holds it in his hand, his gaze fixed on it lovingly. He looks up at you, his head still bowed in worship, adoration. He smiles, his eyes warm and bright, all of his adoration and fondness directed towards you.
"Im glad my good boy likes his tea" you smile warmly at him before sipping at your own tea again. Riddle's smile widens, and he bows his head further.
Your good boy.
He looks up at you, his worship and fondness directed towards you, and he speaks, his voice soft and low.
"Thank you, Yuu. I adore you, you know?"
"I adore you, Riddle" his face flushes as he sits before you. He bows his head and lowers his gaze like he always does at your touch, but, with his skin now slightly red, he smiles softly to himself.
He shifts slightly. This feels so safe here.
"As long as you adore me, Your Grace… I am complete." At least one person treats him right in his life, unlike HIS MOTHER.
Leona - The king, huh…?
"Enjyoing your nap?" "Huh?" Leona glances around. He was indeed enjoying a peaceful nap before the sudden voice. Leona is often sleeping when you see him, but that is partly because he spends most of his time in your room. He sleeps there more than anywhere else.
He stretches, his limbs feeling heavy as he wakes up. He yawns, and nods his head as he responds. "Oh, yes. I was." "Did my good boy at least sleep well?"
"Yes," he says immediately, a flush spreading over his cheeks. He hates how much emotional control you had gained over him in the past month's. And damn you for calling him that…"I did."
He is embarrassed to admit that his night had been pleasant and pleasant dreams had come to visit him while he slept. His dreams are often full of your voice, your face, and sometimes even your touch.
These thoughts send his heart into overdrive in an instant. Fuck you for making him falling for you. You damn herbivore.
He is utterly enraptured by you. There's a strange glint in his eyes, an intensity that burns deep into his soul. Need, greed, want.
"Hm," he nods slowly, the only word he can manage before turning around in your bed and going back to sleep.
Azul - How poor and unfortunate you are
Azul's eyes flicker with uncertainty, but he would never hesitate to obey your instructions. Come closer to you…its simple, yet so hard. "Yes," he whispers, and he rises to come to you. His feet are swift and silent as he crosses the space separating you, his eyes ever vigilant for your every command.
"Sit with me" you said gentle. Despite whatever doubts Azul may have had moments before, they are quickly forgotten as soon as you command him to sit. Without another word, he lowers himself to sit beside you in obedience. His lips curve into a small smile as he gazes at you, happy to be near you.
Luckily Jade and Floyd aren't around, if they would, he already would've been teased into the ground.
"Youre my good boy aren't you Azul~?" with your hand on his cheek, your hot breath on his ear, who is he to say disagree. Once again, Azul flinches at your approval, but he can't disagree. "Of course, Yuu" he answers in a soft voice.
He smiles at you, and you can almost swear he's a child in his demeanor. He is utterly and completely devoted to you. Your approval is like the sun in the sky to him.
"I'm your good boy."
Kalim - Sing, dance!
"You seem tired" your soft voice lurrs him to you, he wants nothing more to lay in your arms now. "Yes," Kalim mumbles before trailing off. He blinks as if the idea hadn't occurred to him before. That party maybe was…a little to much
Yet, the moment the thought comes to him, it is the only feeling that consumes him; he is consumed with the weariness of his day.
Kalim's eyelids close, as if he has only now realized that he should have been sleeping this whole time, and he leans forward to rest his head on your lap.
"I… wish to sleep," he whispers, "with you…"
"My good boy can finally sleep now" At your command, kalims's eyes flutter closed, and he allows himself to settle into a much-needed sleep.
The only sound he emits from that point onward is a low, contented hum as he falls into the deep, peaceful slumber that you have granted him. After all his favorite pillows will always be your thighs. You wouldnt mind sitting there all night just for him to rest comfortably, although Jamil would lecture you both the next morning.
But Kalim couldn't care less, as he falls asleep with the lovliest words ever said to him echoing in his mind, good boy
Vil - Every rose has its thorn. But isn't that part of their charm?
"Rough day?" Of course he had a rough day, once again Neige seems to be better fkmor everyine else again. He didn't get the model job he so long waited for "Yes," Vil replies, gracefully dropping in front of his mirror. There is a tension to his tone, as if there is something he wants to say but cannot bring himself to admit. He looks up at you, his gaze sharp and piercing as if trying to gauge some kind of mood.
He gently removes his make up before he speaks again "I cannot… I mean…"
"I," Vil tries again. He bites his lip, and his gaze flicks back to his thighs. His fists are clenched, and he fights back the urge to punch something, anything, to let out the frustration.
His voice is barely above a whisper, but you can hear him. If only he could articulate what needs to be said. If only he did not choke on his words, as if something is caught in his throat.
"How long," he rasps, "until I'm worthy enough for everyone?"
You careful went over to him and hug his back while looking into his eyes trough the morror, "My good boy, youre more than enough for me.." Vil sighs, the sound of release escaping his lips. He can feel his chest loosen along with the tension that he'd been holding onto, and the anxiety that had been building up seems to melt away with the hug.
Nobody in this world is as perfect as you.
Idia - Dun-da-da-da-dun! Level up!
"Are you busy right now?" Idias eyes flick up from the computer screen, startled as he hears your voice. He doesn't dare to speak unless he is spoken to, he feels like if he'd start the conversation instead odf you it'll turn out horrible.
His expression is one filled with worry; worried that you find him inadequate, worried that he'll fail you. The weight of all his worries is starting to become too much for him to handle, and it shows on his face. "I uhm…was just fighting the last boss on this quest"
"Would you mind if i watch?" Idia looks up at you, eyes wide.
He can barely breathe, such is his joy at the possibility of spending time with you. He nods, a soft smile breaking out on his face. He seems so different than the introverted person everyone knows him — he's softer, happier, and more at ease now that he's with you. "Whoa, my good boy is so goof at this" you mumbled to yourself, but you also made sure he heard you. He deserves the praise after all
Idia's eyes fill with shook, but they spark with joy when you praise him. His smile only broadens, to outstanders it may look, manic.
The way you're soft voice was calling him that had his heart pounding for you for eternity.
Malleus - You aren't afraid of me. But I'm starting to become afraid…of losing you.
"Did you enjoy this walk?" "M-Yes, indeed…" Malleus mumbles, his body nearly melting at your touch of your hands touching. The soft sound of his voice is almost enough to make you forget that you've already reached Ramshackle. For a moment, he seems almost… bashful. When he speaks, he glances down at you with soft, adoring eyes.
It takes you a moment to realize that his cheeks are still flushed pink- it's rare to see such a reaction from Malleus. In fact, you've never seen him look quite so… flustered.
"Im glad my good boy enjoyed himself"
"You… you think I'm your good boy?" Malleus murmurs softly, staring down at you from beneath his eyelashes. His voice is almost a purr in its softness. "You want… you want me to stay with you forever?"
Malleus is trembling in your hold, but it has nothing to do with his anger or anything, its excitement. He cannot muster the energy or strength to do anything but stare down at you, breath hitching. Your question has turned his thoughts to mush. His mind is elsewhere entirely-- but with you nearby, he isn't opposed to staying as close as he can.
"Marry me…" he breathes.
"Wha-"
#twisted wonderland x reader#self aware twst#Self aware twisted wonderland#riddle x reader#leona x reader#malleus x yuu#vil x reader#azul x jamil#kalim x reader#idia x reader
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Hi cute! how are you? I hope you're well! You could write about Az returning with Feyre from training and they are talking and Az is so unfocused that he doesn't notice that there is another person in the room besides the ic, so y/n screams and runs out to hug Az and they're over. falling to the ground haha they are best friends who have feelings for each other. Y/n had been away on a mission and didn't know Feyre but she knew her from EVERYTHING Az had been telling her jandjsmcjsldk thanks baby
First request! Super sweet ask and a great idea :)
Gadzooks - Azriel x Reader
masterlist | part 2
Summary: After weeks away on a mission, Y/n returns to her family in the Night Court, with the addition of a new member. And thanks to Azriel, she feels like they've known each other forever.
Meaning: "an exclamation of surprise or annoyance"
Word Count: 658
Warnings: None.
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"A letter has arrived for you, m'lady."
Y/n's head drifted from the paperwork before her, to the Peregryn male situated at the door. She motioned for him to come forward, receiving the envelope swiftly.
Once the male had left, Y/n tore into the white paper.
Dear Y/n
So much has happened since you left for Dawn. Feyre is officially living in Velaris, and I've taken over her training regiment. Let's just say her technique could use some work.
She's great though, perfectly suited for Rhys. If only the stubborn bastard would finally confess to her that they're mates.
I miss you. Cassian is as annoying as ever, and Rhys is so busy fretting over Feyre, so there isn't anyone to really talk to.
I hope everything is going well in Dawn, and I can't wait to see you again.
Your loyal friend, Azriel.
Y/n smiled as she finished reading through the letter. Over the many weeks that she had spent in Dawn Court, Azriel had kept her up to date on all things Feyre-related. From their first meeting, to the trauma she'd endured, Y/n knew it all.
Perhaps it was time she returned home. It was coming up on three months since she'd left, and Thesan seemed to no longer require her services. Yes, it was time to return to Velaris.
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"You did well today," Azriel said as he and Feyre strode through the halls of the House of Wind.
"I feel like I'm getting stronger. The regimes no longer hurt so much," she laughed.
"Well then, maybe they could do with an upgrade," Azriel stated, lips twitching upwards into a smirk.
"Don't you dare, Shadowsinger."
Azriel was about to open his mouth in retort, when a solid object collided with his body, propelling him towards the floor.
Azriel would have been concerned regarding his shadows' lack of vigilence, or even his own instincts having not kicked it, had it not been for the warm vanilla scent that filled his nose.
"Y/n..." he mutter, arms wrapping around her warm body. "When did you get back?"
"A little while ago," she muttered into his neck, hot breath hitting his skin in the most delectable way.
"I missed you," he whispered.
"I missed you too, Az."
The heartfelt moment didn't last long, courtesy of his brother.
"If you two lovebirds are done, I believe introductions are in order."
Azriel glared daggers into Cassian's skull, doing his damnedest to keep the blush that crept up his neck, at bay.
He helped Y/n up, hands lingering on her waist for a second longer than what just 'friends' would do.
Rhysand cleared his throat, stepping towards the female at his side.
"Feyre, meet Y/n, the last member of our inner circle, and my most trusted emissary. Y/n meet Feyre..."
"I've heard all about you," Y/n stated, mouth spread wide in a smile. "All good things of course."
Feyre's face grew warm, and her eyes met Azriel's.
"Is that so?"
Y/n nodded, taking a cautious step forward, before wrapping an arm around Feyre, guiding her towards the kitchen.
"Indeed it is, and what better way to get to know me than over a cup of tea. Has Azriel mentioned I make a mean cup of tea?"
"He has not," Feyre stated, raising an eyebrow in his direction.
"Hm, how rude," Y/n huffed, smiling at Azriel as the pair disappeared from sight.
He felt his stomach flutter at the sight of that beautiful smile. It had been too long since he'd last seen it.
"You know, you complain about me not confessing to Feyre, but I've had to watch you tiptoe around Y/n for over a century," Rhys drawled, a teasing smirk on his obnoxiously handsome face.
"No one asked you," Azriel grumbled, heading in the direction the two females had gone, in hopes of escaping more of his brother's playful jabs.
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And I'm back!
it feels so good to be able to write again, and to be able to bring your requests to life. A reminder that my inbox is open to all your dreams and wishes ;)
Until next time lovelies :)
#acotar#azriel#azriel shadowsinger#azriel x reader#azriel x you#rhysand#cassian#feyre archeron#dawn court#thesan
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could u please do a quick lil fluffy one about heavily pregnant y/n and harry at an event like maybe an award after party or something? and her just not feeling great so he takes her home and they have a cute little cozy night in and just him taking care of her
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"Y'alright?" His voice was quiet, but loud enough for her to hear over the loud chatter and music. His eyes were vigilant on her the entire night and he could visibly see her start to wilt a little bit in the last few minutes.
When she had agreed to go to the show with him, she hadn't anticipated how tiring it would be. How many people she would speak to, how many people would want to touch her belly. The congratulations had been so, so lovely- but if one more person touched her, Y/N would probably cry.
But this was Harry's event, his work, and she wasn't about to risk anything by complaining. She used to attend everything- the rehearsals and late night shows and signings, but with the arrival of their first baby looming over them and the trials and tribulations of a first time pregnancy, Y/N had been down for the count for a bit.
She did well, all things considered. She had stayed active and ate as well as she could -though the powder sugar mini donuts, sprite and salty French fries sprinkled with sugar had been her weaknesses- and ultimately had a smooth pregnancy. However, nearing the end now, her hormones were shot, her body ached, and her feet were swollen.
Sucking it up all night, she had kept a nice face and leaned into Harry's embrace. His hand had rested protectively over her bump, the swollen stomach his pride and joy as well as his most worried about asset, and he had been a doting father to be all night- but she didn't want to ruin anything for him.
It was nearing 1 in the morning, though, and she was shot. Preparations had begun at noon, making it more than 12 hours of hustle and bustle. Y/N craved mint chip ice cream, crisps, and the couch.
"Feet are swelling." Her response was mumbled into his shirt, but she knew he would understand. "Feels like m'standing on needles."
"Darling." His concerned tone matched the cute little furrow of his brow, making her smile. "Should have said something earlier."
"Didn't want to interrupt. This is work, and I got to eat my sweets earlier." That had been part of the incentive, as well as the goody bag. It was wild what people would send celebrities that could easily afford all the products, but Y/N was a woman who took what she could get!
"You're more important than the lot of them. Our son is napping well inside your stomach." He shook his head. "Cmon. We can go home, let me just say goodbye."
"Kay. Can we get my foot spa out when we get home?" She asked as she followed him to grab their coats. He had gotten her one that heated the water and acted like a mini jacuzzi for her aching feet and it had been one of her favorite things ever.
"Course. I'll get the nice smelling lotion and rub them after, hm? Need you comfortable too. Did you want to stop and get some chips?" His thoughtfulness made her tear up, sniffling before she cursed the hormones. This was common and irritating but she couldn't help it.
"Y-You read my mind. Milkshake too?" She peeped, wide, teary eyes looking up at him with hope. No good fast food run was complete without it.
"As if I could say no to you, my darling." A kiss was pressed against the side of her head as he called for the valet. "Your wish is my command."
#jarofstyles#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles one shot#harry styles fanfic#harry styles smut#harry writing#harry styles imagine#harry drabble#harry styles blurb#harry styles writing#dadrry#dad harry styles#dad Harry#harry fluff#fluff blurbs#Harry fluff blurb#harry styles fluff#harry styles fluff imagine#harry styles fluff blurb
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*Ten years have passed since MC arrived in the Devildom*
Mammon: Oi, MC! Are you done with your homework? Lucifer will get mad at ya' if you didn't do any of it.
MC: Mammon... I need help with Math.
Mammon: Huh? Ya' strugglin' with it? Let me see.
MC: *hands him their Math homework*
Mammon: Yo, this one is easy. Aren't ya listenin' in class?
Mammon: You're lucky you have a genius like me.
Levi: *walks by* That's the only time you're useful.
Mammon: Hey! What did ya say just now, huh, Levi?! Grr! *gives MC's homework back*
MC: Thank you, Mammon! *hugs him*
Mammon: Yeah, yeah. Don't get close to other demons, okay?
Mammon: Stay vigilant.
MC: *nods*
Lucifer: MC? Are you ready?
MC: Hm. But Luci? I thought Tantan would take me to RAD today?
Lucifer: No. I'm not busy so I will take you there as usual.
Lucifer: Unless you don't want to spend time with me? *sad frowns*
MC: Of course not! I always enjoy your company, Luci. *smiles innocently*
Mammon: Oi! Oi! Cut it out! *pulling MC to hug* I'm your best brother here and not Lucifer!
Lucifer: Mammon, it seems you're forgetting that I'm their adoptive father.
Mammon: ...
Mammon: *hugs MC tighter* So is Lord Diavolo, but why are ya not living together?
Lucifer: ...
Lucifer: Mammooon...
Mammon: Eek!
MC: I'm going to be late to school.
Lucifer: Right. Let's go now, MC. And Mammon, you're dead to me later.
Mammon: Ugh...
Lucifer: Always call me if anything happens.
MC: *nods*
Lucifer: Or if you cannot reach me, you can ask Diavolo or Barbatos.
MC: But are they not extremely busy?
Lucifer: We will always make time for you. *kisses their forehead*
MC: *smiles*
MC: Take care, Luci.
Lucifer: *smiles back* You too. *then takes his leave*
MC: ...
Mephistopheles: MC, there you are.
MC: *turns around to face Mephisto* Good morning. *smiles*
Mephistopheles: Good morning. Are you going to class now? Let me accompany you.
MC: Haha, thank you.
Mephistopheles: What's funny?
MC: I just recalled how you shooed me away on our first meeting.
Mephistopheles: That's because you looked like a certain someone.
Mephistopheles: You gave me the creeps that day.
Mephistopheles: *mutters* I thought Lord Diavolo made a clone of them again.
MC: ???
Mephistopheles: Nothing. I'll be subbing for your first period. Make sure you can answer my questions later.
MC: Won't you just tell me the answers?
Mephistopheles: What's the point of studying then? And I'm your teacher. At least be respectful.
MC: ...
MC: *smiles* You don't look like a teacher, Mephisto.
Mephisto: You-
Diavolo: Look at this, Barbatos! *chuckles* My baby got a perfect score on their quizzes!
Barbatos: Yes, my lord.
MC: *smiling, but feeling a bit embarrassed*
Diavolo: I should frame these and hang them on the wall.
MC: Barb, please stop him.
Barbatos: Unfortunately, it won't be possible.
MC: *is on their way to Majolish*
MC: I wonder what Asmo is up to.
Luke: On your own again?
MC: Luke?
Luke: *walks up to them* How many times do I need to warn you?
MC: *smiles* You've been doing so in the last ten years.
Luke: Where are you headed?
MC: I'll be meeting Asmo. You have nothing to worry about.
Luke: ...
Luke: Let me put a protective spell on you just to be safe.
MC: ...
MC: Luke, thank you for always looking out for me.
Luke: I'm only doing this because I can't trust those demons.
MC: ...
MC: Is there really no way for you to-
Luke: No.
MC: ...
Luke: I'm done. Always take care of yourself, MC. *then walks away*
MC: ...
Asmo: What do you think, Lucifer~? MC looks good in their clothes, right~? Meticulously selected by Yours Truly~.
The brothers: It's ugly.
Asmo: What?!
Lucifer: Can you NOT make them wear anything revealing, Asmo?
Asmo: Huh?! They're basically covered except for their shoulders!
Belphie: Still revealing.
Satan: I agree. MC, next time Asmo asks you to wear something, decline him immediately.
Asmo: Hmph!
MC: Haha...
Simeon: Where have you been, Luke?
Luke: I came to check on the human.
Simeon: Are they doing fine?
Luke: Fortunately, yes.
Simeon: *smiles* It's been ten years. And the brothers are taking care of them well.
Luke: *looks displeased* Are you trying to imply something, Simeon?
Simeon: ...
Simeon: You haven't still let your guard down...
Luke: ...
Luke: Has Michael sent another letter asking us to return?
Simeon: Yes. Will you be answering it this time?
Luke: ...Yes. But I want him to send someone before we go back to the Celestial Realm.
Simeon: Who's on your mind?
Luke: Gabriel.
Simeon: ...
Simeon: Yes. He's a good choice.
Michael: Let me borrow your identity for a while, Gabriel.
Gabriel: You would still do it even if I don't let you.
Michael: *smiles* I appreciate your cooperation.
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The picture of HMS Vigilant illustrates the kind of life led by French prisoners of war once they had been sent to England following capture in the Napoleonic wars. Some of them were kept under guard in old navy ships, dismasted so they could not escape and used as prison hulks. The "laundry" done by the prisoners can be seen on what is left of the rigging. The painting was done by one of the prisoners, 1799
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there is something where. hm. like yes, tim can be condescending towards steph, he was written by dixon, it's inevitable. but also since, for a very long time, he was the only one supporting steph's decision to be a vigilante & the only one giving her any sort of attempt at formal training, tim is also the one who tends to get held accountable for her by the adults in their lives when she does mess up, or acts reckless, or makes a mistake. because the fault is considered to lie with his failure to teach her properly, so even if it shouldn't be tim's fault, because it's the fault of all the adults who are refusing to take any sort of responsibility, her behavior does end up reflecting on tim.
so you end up with this thing where to steph: her and tim are equals in a relationship. they are similar aged vigilates & the disparity in their training and experience isn't that important. because she's trying and working really hard & her methods do end up getting the result she desires/end up working in some way, shape, or form, so she's doing good enough to be on equal footing with tim wrt this whole vigilante thing. after all, they're both kids! there's no real difference between them except tim gets a little more training than her. and she's not wrong in that if an adult were to actually officially sanction her & train her she would be on more equal footing with tim as far as they're just two kids who are choosing to be vigilantes.
where to tim he's operating with the knowledge that that their relationship is one thing, but their jobs as vigilantes is a completely separate thing. and them being equal vigilantes is really not considered the case to any other active gotham vigilante. experiencewise, before steph even showed up on the scene, tim had had at least his six months of dedicated training with batman & occasional training with nightwing. he had also had his weeks of dedicated daily training in paris with the rahul lama & then his speed training with lady shiva. he does have probably close to at least 8-9 months of training and experience and working as robin on steph at her first appearance. he's also at a point where he is considered by the adults around him to be trained & skilled enough to be able to train jean-paul valley at that point. this disparity only worsens during the time before they start dating where tim finishes his training in paris with the rahul lama along with getting even more ongoing specialized training from batman & nightwing and steph...continues to be self taught. so the adults around them have expectations for tim that they don't necessarily have for steph, and since tim is the one training her & the expectations for tim at this point are that he's an autonomous, skilled vigilante in his own right (and has been since he was left in charge of azbats), if steph does mess up & tim is the one choosing to sanction & train her, then her mistakes & recklessness becomes tim's fault for not training her properly. although in a perfect world, she wouldn't be his responsibility in this way, that's just how everyone (batman, nightwing, the birds of prey) views it. & like. as someone who takes students at her job. it's not entirely wrong that while a mistake made by a student is on the student & it's also very much considered ultimately the fault of the instructor for failing to recognize that the student wasn't ready or skilled enough for something that they made a mistake, because as the more experienced professional, it's on you to recognize the limitations of the student & supervise/guide them accordingly. which tim is in the position of everyone feeling that steph is his responsibility to manage, because he's often the only one who thinks she should be given a chance & is trying to give her a chance.
it's an inherent power imbalance, formed the the fact that tim is the only one willing to instruct her for a long time, sanctioned & reinforced by the adults around them.
#like yes tim is condescending at points#but also she does make mistakes and when she does#the adults tend to consider that tim is the one they feel is in charge of her#ergo it's on tim for failing to control her. which is a heavy expectation & not one you should be casting into a relationship#and there's another thread there where steph doesn't necessarily care as much about reputation or perceptions#whereas tim is a little more cautious regarding you can't just say you're sanctioned and then mess up#because that reflects poorly on the brand#and he's probably a little overcautious but you know i don't think he's entirely wrong#in that the people's ability to trust the symbol comes from competence & the assurance that they won't mess up so uh
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