y'know, I've been in the g/t community for 11 years now, and I still hardly ever understand what's going on

Which girl is suitable for Sanemi, in your opinion? And what kind of character or goals in life?

a/n: my genuine apologies for not being able to finish this sooner!

disclaimer: I will be mentioning things that Sanemi wouldn't be looking for in a partner but this is not to be taken personally.

To start off, I interpret Sanemi as a family-oriented man who would not be interesting in things like partying or hooking-up; he'd date to marry, and would only have sex if he loved you very dearly and trusted you with his life. I say this because Sanemi is a man who isolates himself from everyone he loves but also has a deep respect for women, he wouldn't wish to be like his father (and even without the idea of his abusive father, Sanemi would disagree with ideas like being a fuckboy or making bad decisions). This is not to hate on anyone who does do these sort of things, this is just how I imagine Sanemi to be and what makes most sense regarding his character.

I'm going to split this into little mini-sections with little examples and explanations as well: What Sanemi wouldn't like and what Sanemi would like.

What Sanemi Would Like/Need:

Someone of unshakeable character and a strong moral compass; meaning that the person should be resilient and strong-minded, not easily swayed by others.

Someone family-oriented; this would be incredibly important to Sanemi. He is someone who places great importance on his own mother and siblings hence he'd wish for someone who holds the same importance on their own family as well. This would also play into the fact that Sanemi would want children, so he'd unconsciously want someone who is good with kids and would also want children.

Someone humble, down-to-earth, and simple. Spoiled brats and stuck-up people would make Sanemi strangle someone.

Someone kind-hearted and patient; the most ideal sort of kindness would be someone who is Tanjiro-level. Someone who could calm him down, help him rationalise himself, or help him figure out his emotions during tough times. He'd like someone who is selfless and tender.

Emotionally intelligent. He'd unconsciously need this in a partner due to the fact he is usually unable to express and verbalise his feels so having someone understand him would mean the whole world to him.

Due to his pessimistic nature/thoughts, he'd need someone who can see good in people/things. He's not looking for an overly optimistic, happy person who believes all is good in the world but instead he's looking for someone who can separate right from wrong, acknowledge the darkness of the world and still choose to make and see the best.

Goals-wise — someone ambitious or determined. He doesn't care if your goal is to crochet the world's best handbag or have three kids or open a florist shop, as long as you love it! Someone who rambles a lot would be endearing to him since he likes to just listen.

Feminine. By this, I don't mean someone who looks feminine but someone who acts feminine, someone overall gentle and nurturing, someone he could trust to slice his heart open gently and kiss him so fucking sweet after.

What Sanemi Wouldn't Like/Want:

Somebody who is too social. This isn't to say he wants you cooped up inside the house all the time with no one around you but Sanemi wouldn't be very big on placing a lot of emphasis on friends; he'd rather you and him hang out together all the time so if you dislike clinginess in the sense he will go with you to the gym, shops, salon, your family, then you and Sanemi are definitely not made for each other. So if you're someone who constantly wants to have friends over and go out with friends, he'd most likely find himself bored and slightly irritated even if he won't say anything. He doesn't understand why some people care about their friends so much; if you were hanging out with siblings or parents, he's totally up for it, but he's more iffy about friends. To add to this, Sanemi would really appreciate someone who gets along with family and he'll definitely get along for yours.

People who go partying/clubbing. Sanemi would dislike this because he thinks there are much better ways to spend his time and he overall dislikes the idea of drinking. He probably thinks bars and clubs are immature and a waste of time. He thinks if you can't have fun sober, then you're no fun at all. Overall, he doesn't like the things associated with partying/clubbing culture, and he feels like it's not an overall good place to be. He won't judge people who do it but he definitely wouldn't like it in his own partner.

Hook-up/one-night-stands; Sanemi would never partake in this sort of culture in the first place and I don't think he'd ever go with someone who does. He has different values and beliefs that don't really align with that sort of culture, so I think it'd be very unlike he date/marry someone who partook in it. This isn't for people to get offended but he'd rather someone chaste like himself.

Someone who is always angry. I see this trope in fanfictions a lot but I don't think Sanemi would pair very well with someone who is snappish/brutish like him; he doesn't want you to be a whimpering, pathetic mess, but I don't think he's ever going to fall for someone like himself, he prefers serenity in his partners.

Argumentative. You'll both just end up heartbroken and in a very badly chaotic relationship. It would never work out.

If you don't want kids. He wants kids, he loves them and really wants his own, and you'd probably find a problem later in your life with him if you really don't want kids. He'd never force you or try to push it on to you but he'd feel really sad on the inside.

Pretty please, reader who throughout her whole life was made to feel unattractive and undesirable and that makes her very self conscious about her body. This leads her to the inability to feel good during sex because she keeps thinking her partner is judging the way she looks. Until she does it with the 141 guys and Konig and they finally make her feel wanted and beautiful, leading to the very first orgasm of her life. If this is too specific or not your thing, feel free to ignore my ask. I love your blog, so keep up the good work.

𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎��𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍

Task Force 141 (+König) x Reader

Thank you so much for the kind words and the ask, I really really appreciate it🫶🏽 I got so excited and happy when I read this🥲

I feel like they would look at you and be like “Are you serious? YOU’RE A LITERAL GODDES“ and be extra gentle 🥹 I really hope you like it, I love youuuuu🩷❤️🩷❤️ P.S: You guys are beautiful just the way you are <3💖💋

(also I‘m comfortable with writing stuff like these so please feel free to always ask me these kind of stuff! 🫶🏽🫶🏽)

KÖNIG

König and you have been making out for a few minutes now and god he was really good at making you feel so needy.

But as soon as he switches the positions, caging you under him you felt a bit unsure and insecure. He definitely notices your mood change and stops his movement.

“What happened, schatz?" he asked curiously looking at you with concern. “Is everything okay?”

You don’t know how to reply. You don’t know how to tell him that you’re scared that he might leave you after having sex with you. You sit up straight and he notices how tears start building up in your eyes.

A part inside of you knows that he would never leave you because he is showing his face to you. And nobody knows how he looks like. Not even the people he works with. Only you.

But than there is this other part inside of you that keeps telling you that he will leave you as soon as he gets what he wants. Or worse as soon as you reveal your body, he will get scared and push you away.

“Talk to me liebling“ his voice is soft and his much larger hands gently run down your soft cheek. You look up at him but you can’t respond to him. He doesn’t waste another second and immediately hugs you and presses soft kisses on your neck. This time it wasn’t in a sexual way but in a I‘m here, it’s okay way.

Sometimes you feel bad because he is always this patient with you and you wish you could be more confident about yourself. If only you never dated your ex…

“You wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asks you gently and you just hug him tighter. “I‘m scared” you finally tell him. You can feel his face expression change and you thought that he will push you away now but he never did. Instead he continues holding you and kiss you. “What are you scared of?” his voice is genuine. He didn’t ask you just because he feels like he has to but because he really wants to know and learn more about you.

“That you’re gonna leave me as soon as I show you my body” you reply barley in a whisper. “Oh baby… how could I leave such a beautiful woman like you. Have you seen yourself? You’re a walking goddes“ he looks at you and lets his hands are on each side of your cheek. “You’re the most beautiful woman that ever walked into this world and I would never leave you. I love you so much mein Schatz” you let out a chuckle while tears are still falling down your eyes. "I love you too” you reply and smiles softly at you.

“We can do something else, if you want to“ he suggests and something inside of you is telling you to now let that happen. You’re confused about what is happening now.

“NO“ you all of a sudden yell causing him to look at you confused. “Baby, we don’t need to do it now. It‘s really okay” he tells you and he does mean it. He would never do anything you don’t feel comfortable with. He would sacrifice his own happiness for yours. As long as you are happy, he is too. You’re his light in the darkness and his whole world. Whenever he us holding you, he feels like he is holding the whole world.

“No. I want to do this. Please make me feel good” you desperately tell him. He hesitates for a second because he is still scared you don’t actually mean it and only want to do it because he wants to. But after seeing your face turning hot he smirks and realizes that you’re being honest.

And he will show you how much he loves you.

He started kissing you again and slowly removes your shorts. Your breath hitches in the middle of the kiss as you feel his hands working on removing your clothes. He looks down at your body and he smiles softly as soon as his eyes fall on your body.

“Don’t ever hide your body from me. You’re too beautiful to hide yourself.“ he kisses his way down and stops on your stomach. His fingers push your panties to the side and circle around your heated clit.

For the first time, you don’t feel ashamed about yourself. Actually, you feel really good about yourself. And all the negative thoughts are pushed into a corner and all you could think about is the moment right now.

“Oh my god“ you moan as two his fingers slowly push inside of you. “You’re so beautiful liebling“ he moans at the feeling of you wrapped around his fingers. He continues kissing your chest and stomach because he wants to hear your pretty moans. He pumps in and out of you and you start feeling dizzy. Not in a bad way. But in a very good way.

"Please just fuck me already” you’re shocked as soon as this sentence leaves your mouth. You can feel his smirk on your stomach and he starts looking up at you.

“As you wish, mein Schatz“ his smirk so devilish yet so cute. He removes his boxers and you see his hard cock spring free. He lets the tip of his cock dance around your tip, causing your back to ache with so much desperate. “Pleaseeee” your out of breath and he can definitely hear it.

“It’s gonna hurt for a second but you‘re gonna be okay” he warns you and starts sliding into you, slowly and gently.

“Oh fuck“ a tear leaves your left eye because of the pain but the pain doesn’t last long. It soon turns into pleasure and you give König the go to start moving. And he does as you say. He slowly starts fully slide into you and out of you, still gently.

You never felt this way with no one. It’s not your first time having sex but this feels different from the others. This isn’t just sex. This is him making love to you.

“Fuck“ he moans as he keeps moving in you. Soon the room was filled with the sound of your bodies clapping and your moans.

“You’re so beautiful, mein Schatz“ he continues saying how much he loves you and how beautiful you are. And you definitely feel it. You feel his words on your body and in your heart. And those aren’t just empty words, just to make you feel good. Bug he means every single one of them.

“I‘m so close“ you feel your orgasm building up and you didn’t know this was possible. Of course you knew that having an orgasm is natural but you never knew that you would also experience this kind of feeling.

"Let it out baby“ and you did as he said. You let it out finally feeling relaxed and good. König continued kissing you and telling you how much he loves you. Other than your ex, he did aftercare with you. He bathed you and cuddled the entire night with you.

You never felt so much loved.

SIMON RILEY

One thing you loved about Simon is that he never pushes you to do anything you don’t want to do. He respects your boundaries and never questions it. He waits for you to open up as soon as you feel comfortable.

And today is the day you want to have sex with him. You guys have been together for a long time but due to your insecurity you never let him get under your panties. But this time you want to have it. You want to push your insecurities to the side and feel good.

Of course a part of you is still scared that he might leave you as soon as he gets what he wanted but than there is this other part that reminds you that he showed his face to you. He lets you remove his mask from his face. So there is not much of a chance that he would ever leave you.

And honestly you’re desperate to finally feel his touch on your skin. So you make your way to your shared bedroom and sit on his lap. He loves you sitting on his lap and holding you close. But to be honest he is a bit confused because you never did something like this just because you felt like it.

“Hey baby" he kissed your cheek and pushed your hair behind your ear. “Hey Simon“ you started kissing him and tried to show him that you are in desperate for him. After a few minutes of kissing he slowly gets the message and switched the positions. “Are you sure you want this? We don’t need to do this“ he asks you and you shake your head.

“Please Simon. Make me forget about these thoughts“ you whisper and softly smiles at you. "You’re my kind of woman. I will love you forever" he kisses you and slowly removes your clothes and his owns. The kiss soon turns into a messy one and you feel yourself getting hotter and your pussy is getting wetter. His touch always made you feel something you didn’t know was capable of feeling.

His fingers kept teasing you‘re already needy pussy and then he finally slides them into you. You let out a shaky breath and he lets out a soft chuckle at the sight. “You feel so good around my fingers“ he confesses and you smile from ear to ear.

If you told younger you that you‘d ever feel yourself getting this close, you‘d probably laugh. But it’s true. You’re starting to feel the stuff you only read in books.

Simon pulls his hands away and gently starts sliding his cock into you. You feel a little pain at first but the pain doesn’t last long. Soon the pain turns into pleasure and you feel euphoric.

“Simon“ you moan his name and he gets weak at the sound of you moaning his name. He wants to be the only one hearing you moan. And he mostly definitely will be the only one hearing you moan. Sex feels more like love with him. You feel so many emotions while he keeps pushing in and out of you. And none of the emotions are negative.

“Simon oh my god. I can’t anymore” you feel the knot forming and he knows. Oh he definitely knows. “It’s okay baby. You can come“ his voice so sweet that you could faint anytime soon.

You let go of yourself and cum on his cock. Simon kisses you and tells you how much he loves you and how much he praises you body.

You’re happy that you finally got to feel these kind of feelings and that Simon isn’t leaving you. In fact, he is taking care of you right now. He cleans you up and cuddled with you while kissing your head.

You finally faced your insecurities and you’re happy you made that decision.

JOHN MACTAVISH

John and you have been together for 3 years now but you guys never had sex in those 3 years. Whenever you were about to get to this point, you would push him and every time you pushed him, you thought that he would be annoyed of you or yell at you. But he never did any of those. He in fact did the quite opposite. He always held you until you felt better and would always kiss your forehead. He would always tell you that he will wait for you until you feel comfortable enough to talk about your situation and why you feel like that.

And today was the day where you want to take it to another stage. You want to try to push your insecurity away and finally have sex with him. Not because you feel like you need to do it but because you want to do it. You want to feel good so you knock on his office door.

“Come in” his soft yet tired voice comes from the office and you enter the room. As soon as you enter the room he lets his pen fall and his whole attention is on you. That’s one thing you love the most about him. Whenever you were in the same room ad him, he would drop everything and would focus on you and only you. But sometimes you couldn’t help but think he was just doing it so you don’t see that he is slowly losing interest in you.

You make your way to his chair and sit on his lap. He immediately wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly while kissing your cheek.

“When are you finished” you asked him. Something inside of you hoped that he answers with I don’t know or maybe in like a few hours.

But instead he replied with, “I‘m already finished. Do you wanna do something?” which makes you a bit nervous. You can feel your heart beating faster than usual you start playing with your nails.

“I uh….” you start your sentence but you’re not sure if you want to finish it. You really want to have sex with him but a voice inside of your head keeps telling you that as soon as you reveal your body he will leave you or even worse, laugh at you.

“Yes baby, continue your sentence.” he carefully tells you and tried to comfort you. Your heart warms at his comfort. You turn to look at him and your eyes lock in with his blue eyes.

“Please be honest with me” your hands start shaking because you’re getting even more nervous. His eyebrows furrow and he notices your hands slightly shaking. “I‘m always honest with you, love.” his left hand rests on top of your shaking ones and you could physically feel your heart skip a beat.

“Would you ever leave me if I showed you my body?” you barley whisper and you’re not really sure if he even heard you. You closed your eyes, scared of his rejection. Suddenly you hear him let out a laugh and for a second your heart dropped.

“Are you joking?” he starts his sentence and you open your eyes, clearly confused. “Baby, you’re the most gorgeous looking woman in this whole world. Do you know how hard it is for me to not fight the boys because they keep joking about stealing you from me? I would rather die than leave you” he doesn’t give a chance to reply and instantly smashes his lips onto yours.

He tries to prove his point with the kiss and oh god he is definitely succeeding. His hands start resting on your waist and you let your hands wander up his chest.

After pulling away for oxygen you finally let that sentence slip out of your mouth.

“I want to have sex with you” he smiles at you and picks you up like you weigh nothing. “Whatever my princess wants“ he kisses you while moving you guys out of the office and to your shared bedroom. This time the kiss is filled with so much passion and desperation. He doesn’t give your mind a chance to let your insecurity win. It feels like he is blocking your thoughts. And for the first time you feel good about yourself. There is not a single thought about how you don’t look good or how he is gonna ditch you.

He gently lays you down on the bed and without breaking the kiss, he starts removing your cloths while you remove his. You only break from the kiss to remove your shirts and let it fall on the ground.

He stops kissing you and looks at your body. As you try to cover your chest he grabs your arms and lets them fall next to you. “Don’t ever cover yourself around me. You’re so beautiful” his voice is gentle and he starts kissing your body. The air in your throat starts to build up and you can feel yourself getting hot and the heat between your thighs starts building up.

“John” you moan his name and you’re shocked since you never moaned someones name. “Yes baby?” he teases you and he starts going down on his knees. His mouth over your clit he looks up at you. You look down at him and nod. And that’s he needed from you. As you feel his mouth collapse with your pussy, you fall back down.

For a second, you forget how to breathe. You’re starting to feel some things you couldn’t describe. “John” you moan his name again as you feel a knot building up in your lower stomach. John gets up and hovers over you. “I just came by just eating you out” he confesses which causes you to laugh. “It’s gonna hurt a bit but you’re gonna be okay” he warns you and you nod. As he pushes his cock inside if you, you couldn’t help but open your mouth and close your eyes at the feeling. The pain turned into pleasure and as you opened your eyes again and nodded, reassuring that you’re fine. You never felt this way with no one. It feels like this is your first time. But definitely better. There was not a single negative thought.

He slowly pushes in and out of you and the only sound you could hear is his whimpers and your moans. “So beautiful” he moans and kisses you while still fucking you. After a few moments he started being a bit faster but not too fast since he doesn’t want to hurt you. And you feel euphoric. The pleasure is way too good and your whole body feels better than ever.

“John, oh my god” you feel your orgasm building up. “Let it out baby” and after him saying that you let go of that feeling and create a mess under you.

“That was the first time I ever had an orgasm” you confess absolutely shocked and he lets out a cute laugh. “I‘m glad I was the one causing it, my beautiful woman”

John was the best in aftercare. He pushed your insecurities away and made sure you felt loved. He took a bath with you and even clothed you. And now you are laying in his arms, feeling happy and confident about yourself.

JOHN PRICE

John and you have been in a relationship for a while now. Even through he is gone a lot, he would still leave little notes and remind you that he loves you. Your insecurities always makes it hard for you to believe him. You keep thinking about how he doesn’t mean it. But why would he stay with you if he didn’t love you.

John was a good man. He was the best. He treats you right and gives you everything your ex couldn’t.

And right now you’re under him and you’re scared he is gonna judge your body as soon as your clothes are off of you. But as soon as he removes them you get the reaction you didn’t expect. Instead of him looking absolutely disgusted, he looks… pleased. “There really isn’t a part that isn’t beautiful. And you’re all mine” the last sentence comes out as a whisper. He kisses your body and your thighs but you’re still laying there, a bit confused. You didn’t expect this reaction from him. You feel a bit ashamed of yourself because why would you think that he would be disgusted of you. He gets on his knees and starts eating you out like a starving man. And oh boy… his tongue feels so good. You never felt this type of pleasure and you always thought that this feeling is unreal until now. You’re left with an open mouth and closed eyes trying to focus on now but it feels so good. All you could think about is what else he could do with not only his tongue but also his fingers and his cock.

After eating you out, which felt like hours, he hovers over you and starts sliding into you. You bite your lips and start to dig your fingers in his chest, leaving red marks.

“John“ you moan his name and all you could think about is how good he makes you feel. The feeling of pleasure feels unreal and this moment in general feels unreal. It’s too good to be true. His movements are gentle and shows you how much he loves you.

“You’re so beautiful. I can‘t believe you’re mine“ he whispers into your ear. You feel the orgasm building up.

“John” you moan his name and the feeling of release is getting closer. “It’s okay my baby. You can come“ and you do as he says. After creating a mess under you, you realize that john has come on your stomach which caused you to let out a laugh.

“Come here baby. Let me take care of you now“ and you allow him to do so. You don’t regret anything and for the first time, you feel loved.

KYLE GARRICK

You don’t get how Kyle was still staying with you even through you don’t really let him touch you in an intimate way. After a year and a half you thought he would leave you because he probably was getting inpatient but he never did which left you confused. He always came back to you and would never do anything that would make you uncomfortable.

And today is the day where you want to open up. You’re still scared that he might leave you as soon as he sees you and leave you like all your exes did but as soon as he sees your body… he hungrily starts kissing you and he asks you if he can fuck you.

To be honest you were confused at first. You didn’t expect him to react like this. Praising you like you‘re the queen and when you asked him if he is gonna leave you… he replied with:

“Leave you? Are you joking? I would rather die than leave you”

The kiss was messy and definitely sloppy which was making you feel butterflies and your pussy was getting soaked. He took his time but eventually he would push his cock inside of you and by just the feeling inside of you he came. Neither of you expect this to happen and that’s why you guys shared a laugh but he kept going. He kept pushing in and out of you and sooner of later you were feeling yourself getting hotter. You started breathing heavily at the feeling and Kyle noticed it.

His hands on your waist and the room was filled with your noises and the noise of your bodies. He was gentle and so caring, like he always is. You feel like you got teleported into another dimension because this feeling is everything but real.

“Kyle” you whined and he shushed you. “Okay baby. It’s okay. You can come” and you did. You let yourself release and then it hits you.

For the first time, you had an orgasm.

“So beautiful. My beautiful woman” he kissed you and held you close to him. He kept kissing you and play with your hair while looking at you with love written in his eyes. You physically felt his love and you’re so happy because of it.

You finally got what you deserve.

'Back off, man, I can do it alone.'

'No you can't.'

Granted, Max couldn't see shit anymore, but she could definitely feel how Eddie was looking at her – how he was winning their staring contest simply because her withering glare didn't exist anymore.

'Look, I don't want you in there with me, period,' she said, trying to sound more in control than she was feeling. She felt her cheeks burn and she hated it.

'Why not?'

She sighed, wishing she could still roll her eyes. 'Jesus, Eddie, do I really need to spell this out for you? It's one thing that my mom has to help me with literally everything, but there's no way I'm gonna let you.'

'Max.' She hated how Eddie's voice had gone soft all of a sudden. 'What are you afraid of?'

She merely scoffed in response; she still felt her cheeks burn. She didn't want to be here, didn't want to have this conversation, didn't want to think about how fucking vulnerable she felt. All she wanted was to go to the goddamn bathroom, was even that too much to ask?

'It's no different for me than for your mom, you know,' Eddie said. Max wished she could see his face, because something in his voice was different than usual but she didn't know what exactly it was.

'You know that's not true,' she said, her jaw clenched.

'No, it is.' She could hear how he took a deep breath. 'I'm gay. So, um... I can promise you it won't be weird.'

'Oh.' She didn't quite know what to do, taken aback by the vulnerability of those words. He didn't need to share this; he only did it to make her feel comfortable. He just handed her this big secret, trusting that she'd react in the right way, that she'd help him keep it, that she wouldn't want to hurt him. It was almost too much responsibility; she didn't really know what to say. She wasn't good with comforting or kind or reassuring words like Lucas.

'Does anyone else know?' she asked.

'My uh... My uncle.'

The scent of smoke made its way into Max's nose and she grimaced, but didn't tell him off; if any moment was a good one to have a cigarette, this one would probably be it, she supposed.

She still wondered what Lucas would say in this moment, but kept coming up empty.

'Okay, you can help me in the bathroom,' she finally decided, shifting back into a more practical mindset.

'Soooo...' Eddie dragged out the word. 'Are you - are we - okay?'

'Yeah, of course.' She should probably thank him for trusting her and tell him that he was her friend and she would always love him no matter who he loved or some sentimental bullshit like that, but she felt too awkward about it so she went for silence instead.

While Eddie helped her into the shower and washed her – at least as far as possible with all her casts – her mind kept running. It wasn't as awkward as she had expected it to be, to have Eddie undress her and touch her skin and even help her on the toilet. He was surprisingly gentle and kept checking in to make sure she was feeling okay, and he even made some lame jokes to try and keep things light. It made her think that this could be what it's like to have an older brother. It made her think of Billy.

'Billy would've hated you,' she finally broke the silence when she was dressed in fresh pajamas and lying with her head against the sink, Eddie's hands massaging shampoo in her hair.

She felt his hands freeze against her scalp.

'He always used to call people fags and pervs and... you know. And he'd beat people up for it. Sometimes I wondered...' She paused, hesitating. 'If he was, like, compensating for something.'

'Compensating?'

'Yeah, you know... If you go around calling enough people queers, no one will expect you to be one, right?'

Eddie hummed. 'I didn't know your brother very well,' he told her. 'Some people say that the queers have this instinct, like a sixth sense, to recognize each other, but I think that's bullshit. Or well, not entirely, sometimes you do get like a vibe from someone – but in the end, you can't just know someone's truth like that. And some people will bury that truth deep, deep down. And we can hardly blame them for that. It can be easier to pretend, you know – it's definitely safer. This world wasn't made for being different in that way. For being different in a lot of ways, actually. Whatever his demons were, whatever war was going on inside of him, I think Billy knew that very well.' He turned on the tap and started rinsing her hair.

'I'm sorry you can't get your answers,' he added when he turned the water back off again.

She sighed in response and let Eddie help her in an upright sitting position. She could feel how he started brushing her hair, carefully, as if she'd break into pieces from just the tiniest touch.

She realized that Eddie was right: there was no way to know what wars exactly took place in Billy's mind. The only thing she did know is that he had been a terrible brother to her - but that, despite that, she still wished it would've been different.

Billy wasn't here anymore; he was buried in the ground and his body was slowly falling apart, eaten by worms. But Eddie was here.

Eddie had constantly been at her side when they were both in the hospital, and now that she had come home, he still was. He checked in on her every afternoon; he cooked for her and her mom; he told her stories to entertain her and tried his best to make her smile whenever she was feeling frustrated by the limits of her body. He listened to her when she wanted to talk, and he kept her company when she didn't. He looked out for her and even trusted her with his secrets. He was more of a brother to her than Billy had ever been. He was right here - and she had all the time in the world to ask him all the questions she never got to ask Billy.

'Have you ever kissed a guy?'

She heard Eddie chuckle softly. 'I have.'

'Have you ever had a boyfriend?'

'Have not.'

'Why not?'

And he answered everything she asked him, all while softly stroking her brush through her hair. And when her mom came home, they drank tea together on the couch, and it strangely felt like they were a proper family.

Flames of Green | CoD x GoT/HotD | Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader x John "Soap" MacTavish | Part 1.

Artwork by Elizabeth

You're the heir to the Iron Throne, the eldest child of the current king with the blood of the Targaryens flowing through your veins. Unfortunately, you're due to be married off to a mysterious Northern lord by the name of John MacTavish. At least your closest friend and member of your guard, Simon Riley, will be by your side throughout it all.

A/N: I'm back in my House of the Dragon era, so I'm mixing hyperfixations. The Cannibal doesn't get enough love, he's a nasty bastard and he deserves to cause some chaos. It will eventually be a Ghost x Reader x Soap relationship and likely a bit of a slowburn. Literally just for my own entertainment, but I hope y'all enjoy.

Warnings: None

Masterlist: CoD Masterlist

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It’s times like this that you mourn the loss of your youth. Forced to sit in silence while discussions are held by old men around a table, weighing up the advantages and disadvantages of your future marriage to every potential high lord in Westeros. Your opinion is never considered, let alone asked for by any of your father’s advisors, your compliance expected regardless.  

If you had been born a man you could have your pick of any woman in the kingdom to take as a wife, but instead, you’re forced to simply accept whatever man is placed in front of you. Such is the burden of being the princess and heir to House Targaryen. You will be made to give up the right to rule the kingdom to the high lord assigned to you, never to touch the ever-elusive Iron Throne that should have been yours by right.  

You had never really taken the prospect of marriage too seriously in your youth, always considering it a problem for the you of the future to deal with. You didn’t care to forge lasting alliances with other ladies and lords, too busy dragging your poor best friend, Simon, through the gardens and dirtying your extravagant dresses. 

But those days were over. 

Talk of wedding a powerful lord and bringing forth the next line of Targaryen children is all that fills your ears now. You’re forced to entertain every man, young and old, that wishes to gain your favour with a polite smile and feigned interest. You don’t even have your dear Simon to offer you his companionship and a break from the cruel realities of the world. No doubt he would have entertained you with his dry remarks about each man set before you.  

It has been years since you last saw Simon. He was taken from the Red Keep by his father and sent to squire for another lord in the hopes of teaching him the art of warfare. Lord Riley was a foul man, constantly berating his son for spending his time with the Princess rather than roughhousing with his fellow boys. He considered the boy too soft and squeamish at the sight of blood to make a good future lord of their keep.  

You disagreed, of course, Simon was perfect just the way he was; gentle and kind to all those around him. Your friend couldn’t hurt a fly, but he was still one of the bravest people you knew.  

You dread to think just how much he would have hated being drawn into battles, forced to kill other men with his own hands. The letters he occasionally wrote to you always steered clear of depicting the violence you were certain he must have been subjected to, but you’re far from naive enough to hope he has yet to participate in any bloodshed. As the years dragged on, word from him has grown scarce, however, to the point where you can hardly remember when you heard from him last.  

What you do know, is that he had been sent to offer assistance in maintaining peace throughout the Stepstones, killing raiders and pirates that would endanger trade routes to King’s Landing.  

But that was almost six months ago, and there has been little else to soothe your vexed nerves over his safety. He had made a promise to you the day he left, that once his training was done he would return to your side, this time as a knight who would offer himself to your Queen’s Guard once the time was right. Never again would he leave you, more than happy to forfeit the ruling of his own homeland if it meant he could keep you safe.  

You had clung to that promise every day for years after his departure, but with each passing moment it become harder to hold out hope of seeing him again. After all, what is one promise between children in the grand scheme of things?  

It’s a blessing when you’re finally relieved from the meeting, escaping from the suffocating air within the council chambers and fleeing to the safety of your room. You don’t even pause to ensure one of your guards is following you, getting straight to stripping from your dress and replacing it with your riding gear.  

As the carriage carries you away from the city and toward the Dragon Pit your nerves begin to settle. The constant odour of sweat and excrement quickly gives way to fresh air the further away you get. It’s a beautiful day, with hardly a cloud in the sky and wildflowers blooming all along the road. It’s a genuine shame that your day has started so poorly, otherwise you’d have loved to wander the palace gardens and enjoy the midday sun.  

The ground is rocky outside of the dragon pit, and you’re jostled around a bit until the carriage comes to a stop. Although this is your destination, the dragon you seek is not here. Your dragon is far too large to be housed within the Pit.  

Unlike your younger sister, you were not blessed by the Gods to have your dragon egg hatch while you were in the cradle. All throughout your childhood you sat next to it and prayed for the hatchling to come forth, promising you would care for the creature and love it more than anything. But the baby dragon never arrived.  

Many said that it was a sign from the Gods, that you were unfit to be the heir if even your own dragon refused to hatch for you. It was a heavy sentence hanging around your neck, weighing you down and making you feel as though you are worthless, despite the fact you have more power than most of the people laughing at your situation.  

None of them are laughing now.  

You see your dragon stretched out atop one of the nearby ridges. He’s so large that his wings and tail drape over the edge of the rocks, entirely unconcerned by the humans fearfully gathered beneath him as he snoozes away in the warmth of the sun. His scales are like coal, absorbing every ray of sunshine that he can.  

The Cannibal may not be as large as Vhagar, but he’s far older and, as many would argue, far meaner than the old girl. Where most dragons have vibrant, golden eyes, you’re greeted by a pair of sinister green the moment you draw near. His go-to reaction to most things is aggression, and you’ve seen many people meet their end in a blast of emerald flame for merely disturbing him.  

It’s for that precise reason you’re stunned to see someone standing beside the grumpy old beast. There’s only one person other than yourself who could get anywhere near the Cannibal without immediately being swallowed whole. The man pauses his rubbing of your dragon’s scales the moment he sees you, only to earn a displeased whack from the Cannibal’s snout. You bite your lip to force down the grin that’s threatening to spread across your face when the man drops down to one knee, his head bowed respectfully.  

“Lord Riley,” you nod, “I do believe that’s my dragon you’re touching.” That earns a groan from the Cannibal, his massive head twisting away from you both, as though already bored of the conversation.  

“A thousand apologies, princess,” Simon grins, his eyes sparkling with mirth, “your dragon was growing impatient.” The dragon in question huffs, his tail twitching like an agitated cat.  

Simon looks so different from the last time you saw him. He’s both taller and broader, completely filled out with muscles. When he stands again, you’re face to face with the rather intimidating bone mask adorning his face. You’re not certain if it’s real bone, but at that moment you could have cared less, throwing yourself at the large man.  

He catches you easily, holding you tightly against his larger body. It’s entirely improper and if anyone other than your guards witnessed such an interaction there would no doubt be whispers abound. Perhaps it’s a good thing Simon decided to meet you somewhere so private.  

“When did you get back?” you ask, leaning back just long enough to look him in the eye.  

“We docked late last night,” he answers, and you can feel the way his chest rumbles with each word. His deep voice soothes something within you, your stress dissipating like mist at dawn. “We received word that the King’s Guard now has an open position,” he continues, and then much to your shock adds, “I’m here to fill that position.”  

You pull away from him almost completely, only your hands still gently curled around his gauntlets, “but I heard that your father was recently taken ill, don’t you need to return home?”  

While the mask hides the majority of Simon’s face, you can still see the way the skin around his eyes crinkles slightly, “I made a promise to serve my future Queen,” he takes your hand from his arm and presses the back of your palm to where his lips are beneath his mask, “if you’ll have me, princess.”  

You can feel your face burning with the intensity with which Simon stares at you. “I’m certain my father will be delighted to have such a well-regarded warrior in his service,” you smile, gently pulling your hands away from the knight, despite the urge to keep holding onto him.  

Before you can continue the conversation, the Cannibal turns his head back to your again, nudging at you with an irritated huff. His breath is scalding against your skin, yet it doesn’t burn you, thankfully. You place your hand against the beast’s snout, feeling the thick scales shift under your leather gloves. “Gīda,” you coo to the dragon, waiting until he lowers his wing to the floor to provide you with a way to climb onto his back. He’s far too large for you to mount the same way you would a younger dragon.  

Once settling into the Cannibal’s saddle, you grin down at your friend, “I look forward to seeing you in the keep, my lord.” You only have the time to see Simon’s quick nod, before your dragon is leaping from the edge of the ridge, forcing an end to your conversation. You can feel his clear exasperation through your bond and ensure to give the old dragon a scratch to the neck.  

💞What’s next for you when it comes to love? {until the end of 2023; prediction for singles}💞

« ‘cause I love to love, to love, to love you, I hate to hate, to hate, to hate you… »

Pick a picture:

*if traditional gender roles don’t apply to your situation convert the words to feminine & masculine energy*

1->2

3->4

5

Pile 1:

Looooooovely pile!!!

You’ve probably waited for such love for a long time. A new person might appear in your life, in your eyes s/he will be like a « knight on a white horse ».

If you DO meet this person during sept.-end of december time frame, you might meet them at work, at a bank, somewhere closely connected to money, or this person may be deep pocketed😂💰. They appear as the king of pentacles.

Something I also get is that you may feel small in comparison to them, they may be bigger in size, older or simply just way more accomplished than you which will make you have a lot of respect for them and kind of look up to them. This person may have a lot of dominant&masculine energy even if they are not a male.

The connection that appears in the cards is « beyond words ».. take this as you wish.

A lot of physical attraction is present here as well, maybe in connection with the person you’ll start a relationship with or in general, other people may be very attracted to you until the end of 2023.

You will pretty much have an open heart for new love related possibilities, you will be full of love and positive energy.

Even if you do not meet this person during this exact time frame, sth may happen that may lead you to this person later on.

The energy of this pile reminds me of pile 5 so check it out.

Messages for this pile:

- happiness;

- new possibilities when it comes to love;

- begginings; (of a new relationship, or proposal of your current partner, whatever it is it’s a beggining of a new era in love for you)

Pile 2:

Someone may try to win you over. They will view you as a “risk worth taking”. May be an ex of yours, or an ex fling, i’m definitely getting someone from the past. (Or may remind you of someone/sth old)

You may currently or during that time frame (until the end of 23’) be playing games with each other😂. Making the other a little jealous by making them know you have options,or making them see you with someone else on purpose.

Whoever this is they would want to prove themselves to you, prove that they are the best option possible- as a partner, in bed etc. They may be very competitive in nature.

They may give you gifts, help you with things (little acts of service), they are ready to do everything you need. They may act really gentle and loving towards you.

You may play hard to get with them for some reason, which may upset them, try not to overdo it, everyone has their limits.

Messages for this pile:

- sadness; (probably related to the old love)

- old love;

- pleasure; (probably $£xual)

Pile 3:

Okay so, the options are two: you either were in a serious relationship which you just ended, or you may end a relationship from september until the end of the year. This relationship may have been toxic for you. For some of you you may have a child with the other person and that may make you feel “tied” to them, which may make you doubt your decision to leave them. Or you may feel this way due to the memories you two share.

They may try to talk you out of this decision to end the relationship, they’ll try to make you stay. I feel like they may have cheated for some of you.👀

On one of the cards there’s that image where the guy pours a glass of wine in the woman’s mouth which I interpret as “feeding her” with lies& empty promises.

I think you will choose loving yourself and use your mind instead of your heart, as you’re portrayed in the cards as the queen of swords=logical, cold, does what she has to do. You will take this hard decision in order for your future to flourish.

Messages for this pile:

- an ending;

- serious relationship;

- affair;

Pile 4:

An ex might make a come back for some of you😂 this person probably wants only $€x from you, I heavily doubt they are coming for more as their coming up as the devil card, some of you may start “friends with benefits” relations with this person/ex.

I am also getting a second energy of a serious male energy, for which I am almost sure it’s a completely different person. You may want to start a serious committed relationship with them. You may feel a lot of emotions (love) when it comes to them. You two are presented here as the king and queen of cups, very emotional people.

You may finally feel “embraced”, confident in your body and truly loved during that time period.

Messages for this pile:

- new love;

- no strings attached typa relationship, nothing serious or simply you don’t intend to be serious with one another for the next few months;

- $\£x;

-ex;

Pile 5:

You may have been in this “hermit mode” for a while and have waited for love to happen to you.

However, it will only happen to you after you heal and learn to be grateful for everything you’ve got, even the little things. ( tip from me: regularly write like a list of random things you’re grateful for in your journal or a notebook).

After this time of “loneliness” you may meet someone new. May be by DMs/texts/ some sort of written communication or at a party/social gathering. This person will feel like a new beginning in your love life, you’ve never had a person like that before, you’ll view them as your emperor. They will be very attracted to you physically. You may discover things about yourself you didn’t know you liked when you’re with them. This person would make you feel safe and protected. They have a very powerful energy.

You two will have a very “intimate” connection in every meaning of the word. The energy of this pile reminds me of pile 1 so check it out.

Messages for this pile:

- new beggining;

- meeting someone new;

thank you for reading! Hope it resonated, comment if it did.💞 Don’t forget to follow for more.

- La Sirena.💋

Decks used: ‘$£xual magic’ oracle deck by Lo Scarabeo; ‘Amor et Psyche’ oracle deck by Georges Barbier and Rachel Paul;

ALL pictures are from pinterest, I don’t own anything :))

What your romantic journey with Rindou would look like

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Rindou Haitani   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rindou would rather suck his thumb and die in a hole then commit to someone. Rindou is like a defensive cat. he's good at keeping your relationship with constant bickering and you teasing the shit out of him which ends with you two fighting and pulling each other's hair. he is the enemies to lovers troupe. like you had definitely one of the worst meetings with Rindou. you weren't looking where you were going, spilled soda on his shirt, and then he broke your skateboard in half to show his “gratitude.” so...yeah...there's a bit of hate sparking between the two of you. and it gets even worse. you're practically buddies with his brother, Ran. you and Ran are constantly flirting like its nothing and then you turn around and bicker with Rindou. as time goes on and his hate for you “grows”, he’ll feel a pang in his chest when he sees how great you get along with Ran rather than him and he has no clue why. i think the biggest thing with Rin is that he’s scared of accepting you. he’ll slowly realize something similar to: we bicker all the time. but why am i kind of into it? is it because their attention is on me when we yell? but i don't want it to be like this forever because it gets exhausting. even if it's slow realization his thought process when he's trying to figure it out goes by very fast in his brain which results in getting brain fried and needing a break by beating some people up. this boy has a hard time with just saying he wants to just be with you normally and doesn't want to fight forever. so, he’ll show this the best way he can. which is through action. he’ll say he doesn't care if you were to get in trouble and to just ask his brother to save you since you two get along so well. ...but if you were truly in trouble. he’s the first one to come and get you and help you. maybe Ran called Rindou on his phone and said to come help you or you dialed Rindou by accident instead of Ran. whatever reason, Rin is coming to help you and cleaning up whatever mess you're in. if it's a physical issue then he's sure as hell not sitting back and not protecting you. when he gets you out of a fight. like an actual fight with someone way stronger than you, he’ll scold you. why would you get yourself hurt badly and fight someone who's three times your size. sure, he knew you weren't this stupid to fight someone for no reason. and he could win against this person easily, but why did you do it? your weak and always arguing with him. maybe you just pissed off the wrong person- you explained it was to defend your best friend Hakkai Shiba from his brother, so you don't regret it. you did it to protect a friend. and you would do it again. ...well shit. you weren't as stupid as he thought. Rindou doesn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. because you were brave and protected your friends. which was. well stupid since it got you hurt in his eyes. but when he heard you explaining it, he just understood. he thought of his brother in that moment and how he would team up with Ran to fight people who tried to puff their chest and them. i guess you could say, he didn't really know what to say when learning you had not such an annoying side to yourself. because this was exactly what he wanted. he wanted to know the side of you that didn't include bickering at each other all the time. another time he was gentle with you and didn't challenge you over something stupid was when you were crying. you were stressed about school and felt small and overwhelmed. he’s the one who just sits there and makes you talk about it. i don't meant that he forces you. what i mean is that with your other friends you’d say just a little about it before apologizing and carrying on. you never actually let all of it out. you didn't want to drag anyone down because you were already in a muddy space in your mind- Rindou sits beside you. pulls you close. and tells you to just say what's going on and do not stop. if you stop or apologize, he’s going to flick you on the forehead. he's the one who just understands you more than others. you two are sort-of enemies after all. which means he has to observe you to learn your weaknesses in the beginning. learning more ways to piss you off when you make fun of him and cross your arms at him. but this also led him learning the best ways to being able to read your mind and emotions when you're feeling down. like he's the first one who notices you're not doing so good in that little head of yours. and over the years you've been gentler with him too. you'd clean up his wounds and learn little things about him that he wouldn't really show anyone else. of course, you'd get little things from Ran but it was...different, to say the least, when you got new information about Rin from himself. what finally pushes your relationship with him to a state of playfully bantering with each other and not hatefully bickering at each other and have a bit of romantic advances in view is when he just tells you what he wants. it was when you two were adults and working as Bonten Executives. Ran called you, absolutely wasted. you couldn't understand a word he was saying. he sounded panicked and trying to say it as fast possible which made it sound all like gibberish. you're just confused and ready to just hang up at this point since you're ready to go to bed and it wasn't uncommon for him to call you like this. suddenly Rindou grabbed the phone (drunk too) and cried into the phone. “i don't understand why you are so rude with me when i don't even do anything. i want to be your friend because your friends with Ran. i want you to compliment me every once in a while, too.” Rindou was a blushing and embarrassed mess in the morning, but it was exactly what you two needed to reach a new level in your relationship. you two finally just playfully bantered and teased like it was normal. Ran has honestly been waiting for this day. he called you in the first place to tell you, but Rindou was like “WAIT NO IM TELLING THEM MYSELF STOP” you both had your first kiss about four months later. you two had a little too many drinks than you could handle and were pushing at each other with teasing. you were betting he never had his first kiss yet. he was telling you to watch your mouth or maybe you’d find out if he has or not. well. some would say this isn’t exactly a teasing they’d seen before when it came to you two. “so, you're saying you have some experience?” you smiled, pressing up against him. you invaded his personal space bubble to see if he’d snap. not much to anyone's surprise, he would snap in a few seconds if you kept this up. “you talk big but we both know you have less experience than me. you yell at people you grow a soft side for.” he pointed out. “you're not any better because you let it drag on through the years. would've been much easier if you just said something sooner.” he pursed his lips.  he soon rolled his eyes at you and grabbed the back of your head, forcing your lips onto his. you didn't even fight back either. you kissed back with just as much aggression as he did. finally, just letting it all out. you two didn’t even realize how he was crying as the kiss softened out and it was just you two being gentle with one another. it was so intimate that if you told him this would happen when he first met you, he’d laugh right into your face. he snapped her skateboard in half because she stained his white sweatshirt with her stupid soda. there was no way he’d believe it’d be the chain reaction to years of learning about her and wanting to know her better...and not hating her so much as he originally thought. when he pulled away and had a little tear rolling down his cheek. “sorry” he murmured, letting go of your hair. he didn’t know what he was apologizing for. maybe it was for breaking your skateboard all those years ago? for bickering with you every day about something as simple as the weather? for waiting so long to just tell you he wanted to get to know you? whatever it was. you assumed it was for something else. because you grabbed his wrist that previously held your hair and looked him right in the eye. you were crying a little too. “you better not be apologizing for the kiss, Rindou.” you told him. he shook his head. “never in a million years would it be about the kiss.”

QUOTES FOUND ON PINTEREST

ASKBOX PROMPTS OF ASSORTED QUOTATIONS THAT I HAVE FOUND WHILE MAKING BOARDS FOR MY MUSES ON PINTEREST

CHANGE gendered words if necessary.

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“   Something in me wants more. I can’t rest.   ”

“   The sword of destiny has two edges. You are one of them.  ”

“   I don’t want worship. I want understanding.   ”

“   Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.   ”

“   The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something that she may never get.   ”

“   Your heartbeats set the rhythm for my heart.   ”

“   Because you feel like home to me. That’s why I love you.   ”

“   I feel my soul drawn to you.   ”

“   I have for the first time found what I can truly love. I have found you.   ”

“   I felt there was no point in telling anyone anything that was happening inside me.   ”

“   The world either breaks or hardens the heart.   ”

“   Am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?   ”

“   You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.   ”

“   It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad.   ”

“   I have never understood where the line is drawn, between sacrifice and self-slaughter.   ”

“   Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.    ”

“   The past beats inside me like a second heart.   ”

“   My soul and yours are the same. You appear in me, I in you. We hide in each other.   ”

“   You are always haunted by the idea that you have been wasting your life.   ”

“   I am not cruel — only truthful.  ”

“   No one wearing a crown comes in the name of peace.   ”

“   I am starved for tenderness and that is what is the matter with me and has been for months.   ”

“   You? What could one more splash of blood mean to you?    ”

“   Can you hate someone for what they have done, but still love them for whom they had been?   ”

“   I'm sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.   ”

“   I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you.   ”

“   I am not merciful, and I am not kind, and l am not afraid to make you wish that I was.   ”

“   It does me no good; violence has changed me.   ”

“   So heartless, yet so full of feelings.   ”

“   You blossom under kindness, don't you? Like a rose.   ”

“   All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.   ”

“   I look at you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.   ”

“   Forgive me, for all the things I did but mostly for the ones that I did not.   ”

“   Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.   ”

“   "Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.   ”

“   We all romanticize the people we adore.   ”

“   I've lived too long with pain. I won't know who I am without it.   ”

“   If you know too much, you’ll get old too soon.   ”

“   Cowardice is the most terrible of vices.   ”

“   I am tired of being brave.   ”

“   I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here.   ”

“   There isn't always an explanation for everything.   ”

“   Everything will turn out right, the world is built on that.   ”

“   People do not see you. They invent you and accuse you.   ”

“   Never have I dealt with anything as difficult as my own soul.   ”

“   You are a woman marked for sorrow.   ”

“   Rise up, then. Mend your ways, start seeing what you are instead of calculating what you should become.   ”

“   Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You cannot protect yourself from suffering. To live is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself off from the world. You are limiting yourself.   ”

“   Very early in my life it was too late.   ”

“   I want to change. I want to stop fear’s subtle guidance of my life.   ”

“   You misinterpret everything, even the silence.   ”

“   Lately many years have passed.   ”

“   You’ll bear it. You’ll last out. You will.   ”

Relationship Headcanons | Yuichi Kimura (bullet train) x Reader

rating: M for mentions of alcoholism, insecurities 

word count: 930

a/n: hi, I would die for this man. Most of this is based off his characterisation in the book since they didn’t give us a lot to work with in the film but here it is! The reader isn’t referred to as being any specific gender 

Yuichi would be very hesitant to enter into any kind of romantic relationship after how things ended with his wife, both for the sake of his son and for him. He has a fragile heart and doesn’t want to put himself into a position where it could be broken again

Your relationship would begin as friends and he would fall for you quickly, hating himself for it all the while. He doesn’t really see himself as someone deserving of the love you could give him, no matter how much he wants to be loved by you and love you back in return

Because he’d already be madly in love with you, he just wouldn’t act on it until you do and even then he’d hesitate out of shyness and insecurities

Some people would be turned off just by the fact that he has a son, let alone issues with alcoholism and repressed emotions from childhood and dealing with his father. He doesn’t really see himself as loveable or good enough for you

You assure him that you want to be with him, that you want to give him your love and feel his too. That’s more than enough for him to decide that maybe he does deserve a shot at a relationship with you

Wataru, his son, is his entire world. But he’s happy to make room in that world for you too

He turned to alcohol go numb himself out to his troubles, to not have to deal with his reality. But having you at his side along with his son safe and well, he's found that he likes his lot in life a great deal more and doesn’t feel the need to try and numb himself from it

He’s worried about what Wataru might think of him for being with you. He doesn’t want him to think that he’s replacing his mother, even if he barely even remembers her now having been so young when she left

Wataru instantly adores you and is so happy that his father has someone who makes him happy. He’s never seen him smile as much as when he’s with you

Yuichi helps Wataru make some cupcakes or other treats for you every time he tells him that you’re coming over. The kid just loves making things for you, even if Yuichi is the one who’s actually doing most of the work

Movie nights with him and Wataru usually end with Yuichi sitting on the couch with Wataru curled into one side and you curled into his other. He has an arm around each of you and likes to press a kiss to your forehead when he notices your eyes growing heavy. These are his favourite moments and he wouldn’t trade them for the world

He wishes he was physically able to carry you both to bed. Instead he’ll carry Wataru first and then come back, have you wrap your arms around his neck and carry you to his bed to rest when you’re that sleepy.

He likes kissing your forehead and nuzzling his face into your hair

Yuichi being protective over you and Wataru. Taking after his own father, he firmly believes that it’s his duty to take care of his family. To him, you’re a part of that family now and he’d do anything to keep you and Wataru safe

Watching Yuichi with his son once is enough to make you fully fall in love with him. He’s so good with him, so patient and gentle. He’s everything his own father never was for him, especially after the incident on the roof. Yuichi is committed to being the best father he can possibly be

You like listening to him read Wataru bedtime stories in Japanese. You’d watch from the doorway until Yuichi notices you and beckons you to come sit with him, letting you lean a head on his shoulder and listen. He has an impossibly calming voice

He doesn’t sleep well and never has but he’s been especially restless at night after Wataru was pushed from the roof and what happened on the bullet train. It’s not uncommon for him to wake up in the middle of the night, go and check on Wataru before dragging himself back to bed and laying there with an arm around you. He likes listening to your breath falling softly as you sleep, more often than not it’s calming enough to help him get back to sleep himself

You also being protective over him and Wataru. They’ve both been through a lot

He’s quite shy, especially when it comes to asking for affection. Half the time he’ll just walk up to you and wordlessly pull you into a very gentle hug. Other times he’ll wrap his arms around you from behind and burry his face in your neck

Yuichi puts Wataru to bed around 8pm so any time after that is time you have to spend alone together. He’s especially affectionate during these moments, stealing little kisses in between talking

He likes holding your hand when you're out and about together. Before he has to let it go he'll always bring your knuckles to his lips

Tracing over the scar on his stomach from when Lemon shot him when you're laying together in the mornings. He'd always admire the concentration on your face as you do. Your head on his chest, your thumb gently running over the thick scar

He’s not overly fond of pet names but he does often whisper ‘my love’ to you first thing in the morning when his voice is still heavy with sleep and impossibly deep

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pairings; lee know x reader

warnings; hurt, unrequited love, feelings after years

words; drabble

summary; you think after some time you might get over the person you always fell in love with but you haven't. You struggle till this day knowing minho will never be yours.

It's been 2 years since Minho had gotten into a relationship. Something you never really saw coming, wait. You did. Of course it was going to happen one day. Minho was perfect with a beautiful heart who loves taking care of others and showing affection in his own cute ways. And perhaps, you was one of them people too.

However you took his way of showing love differently from the rest. Not that you ever meant to. But how could you not? When all he did was listen to your worries, have late night deep thoughts and sharing vulnerabilities amongst each another.

You felt special. You felt like you really knew him as a person. As much as Minho is still perfect in your eyes, he has his own flaws too. But you even fell in love with those flaws of his. You would kiss them flaws and tell him everyday of what a kind hearted person he is despite what others say.

He has been nothing but gentle with you. Not realising how slowly he made his way in to your protected heart as he opened it with such care, only to leave you with broken pieces instead.

It's not his fault, no. It's yours.

How stupid of you.

You really thought he could fall in love with you?

Be with you?

You vividly remember these thoughts flooding your mind as he finally told you he liked someone else. Someone who isn't you. Feeling shattered yet keeping a painful smile up for him. You hummed as he spoke.

You still see each other from time to time and for your own sanity not as often. It's hard to start faking smiles as your face muscles ache. How could you smile when the one you always wanted fell for another?

Though it seemed like it worked. Because Minho has not been able to tell at all with your expressions. A relief yet it hurts you too. A part of you wished Minho could read through your eyes and know the truth. But he never has and probably never will.

It upsets you because as someone who's very observant why has he not? You could easily tell when Minho's mood has been affected by the littlest things, he sometimes does that cute pout which brings his lips up and-

Oh. Oh.

Reality hits you once again.

Because he's never fallen in love with you.

He doesn't watch your every action, he doesn't know how to see your emotions through your eyes and how sadness lingers through them for time, he doesn't know how to read your thoughts before you even speak, because he just doesn't love you like that.

The way you do.

Dear diary

Why does everyone says time heals everything yet each day increases my sadness more. They said it'll take time but how much more longer can I take? How do I stop myself from falling in love when he smiles like the brightest star above the skies and lights up my dark universe. It doesn't get better with time, they all lied. It gets tiring to keep a false act up, to smile when you feel like dying, the heavy heart that continues to bleed away in secret. I want to be selfish, I do. Sometimes I want to tell him the truth and set myself free from it. A hidden part of me only to see if he'd react the way I'd want. But will he really?

No.

I need to stop. I feel almost pathetic. First it was weeks, then months and now years. She keeps him happy and he deserves that. To smile. To be loved and cherished.

But, don't I deserve it too?

copyright ©2023 softie00

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #90

I'm not really sure what to write to you about today. I think I might have overextended myself in recent days, and once more I'm finding that my brain feels like soup. The sense of not really belonging in this place is hitting me kinda hard today, I guess. Suppose you would know a lot about what that's like.

Truth is, I struggle often enough with the way I perceive the world around me. I do it weirdly (much like how I do literally everything else... sigh...). I'm not gonna bother to articulate how, though; I doubt you'd be interested anyway. Fact remains that there ain't a whole lot of folks I can talk to about it; even if I could, most wouldn't understand, so why bother. Suppose it is what it is though; no sense in bellyaching. I just wish that it was a thing that could be measured, recorded, corroborated. Something that could be rationalized, explained, made logical. My mind tends to despise uncertainties; it likes everything to be concretized and nailed down.

…Ah well.

Like yesterday, today was busy, and also painful, thanks to Physical Therapy. There's weird stuff going on with the right side of my jaw, and the muscles holding it together needed to be mashed up with metal implements. I guess I'm gonna need braces sooner rather than later, because I really needed braces as a kid, but I didn't get 'em, and now my bite is all messed up, which means now my jaw is all messed up, and having the jaw messed up pulls on the neck, which then pulls on the ribs, and my ribs being weird is why I've been dealing with limited ability to use my right arm for the last almost two years to begin with, but I hesitate to get it fixed because braces cost a LOT of money, and I think most insurances won't cover the cost of it this late in life, so… it's a mess.

My whole existence is kind of a mess in a variety of respects, and… ya know. Sometimes I'm not sure why I bother persisting when all of it seems kind of like a farce; I live in a defective body on a dying planet where everyone is so traumatized that lots of 'em believe that killing each other is the answer to all their problems. Sometimes I just... don't wanna. Waking up in the morning in a world where there is no ethical way to maintain the integrity of my physical vessel seems like a chore.

…But then I remember that there are people who like having me around, even if I can't understand why most of the time. So I gotta believe that something good might come of my derping around on this mossy wet rock hurtling through space, even if I don't yet know what it is.

You ever get the feeling like there's something you're supposed to be doing, but you have no idea what it is, and you're running out of time? Feels like that almost constantly for me. If you know what that's like and know how to deal with it, lemme know, willya? I could use some pointers.

In the meantime… there's some stuff I've been meaning to learn how to do. I'm not gonna tell you what it is just yet, because it would ruin the surprise. But I hope the results will be good, if I can stop being intimidated long enough to get the gumption.

Anyway… Sephiroth. My brain continues to be soup. I think if I keep going, I'm just gonna keep rambling. I'm tired, but… I wanted to write anyway, because you're worth others' effort, even when they're feeling weird. But it's time to stop for today, because I'm having trouble staying on topic and stringing cohesive ideas together.

Please stay safe out there, okay? I don't wanna endure your absence, just like the folks who love me don't wanna endure mine. So let's both keep trying our best to keep our chins up and our eyes on the horizon, okay?

I'll leave you with this today:

I know you're not a little girl, so maybe you can think "little one" instead. Please take the overall message to heart. Please do your best to remain kind and gentle, no matter what tries to come along and break you.

I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

Birthday Blues - g. russell

a/n: this is purely a self-indulgent fic for my own birthday

warnings: none really, kind of a tiny bit sad at the start but there’s a happy ending

word count: 1.4k

summary: even though you know that your assumption is unrealistic, you can’t help but wonder if George has forgotten about your birthday. Yet, unbeknownst to you, he always has a plan up his sleeve.

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A plain, white ceiling is not the most interesting thing to stare at. 

A plain, white ceiling is in fact a rather mundane thing in itself, but its prosaic simplicity allows you to focus on what you’re thinking rather than what you’re seeing. 

Another year gone by, another 365 days worth of memories, ranging from exhilarating to romantic to, on the worse days, disheartening. Yet, a singular constant throughout all the days - good or bad, joyful or tearful - has always been George.

You smile slightly to yourself as you hear his soft snores filling the room and turn onto your side to see him sleeping oh so peacefully, obviously comfortable and cosy after having hogged the entire duvet in his sleep. Seeing him all wrapped up and warm suddenly makes you realise that you are in fact feeling rather chilly, so you shuffle closer to him, sliding under the duvet and wrapping your arms around him.

After a slight delay, he groans quietly, slowly grabbing your arm to stop you from moving your hand up and down his bare back. “Your hands are freezing,” he complains, holding both of them in his own but still refusing to open his eyes. 

“Maybe if you hadn’t stolen the duvet then I wouldn’t be on the verge of having hypothermia right now,” you whisper, closing your own eyes and sighing contentedly as you feel heat seeping back into your limbs. Mornings like these are your favourite: languid, lazy and slow - no rushing around or frantically getting dressed in the dark in an attempt to not be late to work or some event. 

“Yeah, yeah,” George mumbles in response, pulling you closer to him in an attempt to appease your disgruntled self, “is this better?”

Replying with a happy hum, you snuggle closer to him before drifting back to your thoughts - more specifically your plans for today. Despite it being your so-called special day, you haven’t really planned anything for it. In the past few years, many of yours and George’s mutual friends have moved abroad or become overwhelmingly busy with their own jobs and projects, often to the extent at which organising a big meet-up is a harrowingly complicated experience. 

Instead, you have the intention of just making today a peaceful day. In fact, a light brunch date followed by a leisurely stroll through a park with George seems really appealing at this moment in time.

“George, darling, I was thinking that today we could-“

“Shush, go back to sleep, love. We can have a chat about it later,” he grumbles, cutting you off mid-sentence. In response to the petty huff of protest that you give out he runs his hand through your hair, playing with it and giving you a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Well that didn’t go as planned.

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Even after the two of you have had breakfast, no mentions of birthdays or plans have been brought up by George. You find it rather suspicious, really - throughout all the previous years that you’ve known each other, he has always been the first to send birthday wishes or organise an outing. Surely he couldn’t have just forgotten the date out of the blue, especially seeing as you find him to be the sort of guy that would write people’s birthdays down in a calendar. 

It doesn’t terribly bother you, though - or at least you don’t allow it to do so - you just wish that George would finally allow you to suggest a plan for today. He’s been quick to cut off any of your ideas, whilst not revealing any of his own.

Sitting on the sofa with your legs sprawled over his lap, you decide that it’s time for one last attempt, “Georgie, can we at least do something nice today? I’d quite like to get out of the house for my-“

“Sorry, sweetheart, I’m going out with Alex and Lando tonight,” he cuts you off once again, gently stroking your thigh as a comforting gesture.

“You’re- what? You couldn’t have told me that they’re in the area earlier? I could have organised something nice for today,” you ramble, beginning to feel the heavy weight of disappointment in your chest. Not only does he seem oblivious to the fact that it’s your birthday, but he’s also going off and spending it with seemingly everyone but you. 

“Oh, come on, you’re going with me,” he chuckles, rolling his eyes. 

His mixed signals today are even worse than when you had tried dropping subtle hints to him before you had started dating and, by God, did it take him months to figure those out. 

You spend the majority of the day after that lazing around on the sofa, only occasionally getting up to find the remote or grab a controller for the video game console. After a while though, George seems to get rather handsy, constantly grabbing at your thighs or wrapping an arm around your waist. You pass it off as him just being restless and decide to reciprocate, delicately stroking your fingers along his hands and arms whenever he has them on you. However, this only keeps him satisfied for a few minutes, until eventually he pushes you onto your back and lays down with his head on your chest. 

You play with his hair for a few minutes, before giggling, “Shouldn’t I be the one getting the princess treatment today, seeing as it’s my-“

He shuts you up by kissing you on the lips, gently cradling your cheek in his palm. “You’ll get it, don’t you worry,” he whispers, “Now come on, we’re going to be late to meet the others.”

Feeling a mixture of confusion and dejection brewing within you, you just cede and decide to go along with whatever he’s got planned. 

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“Are we nearly there yet?” you ask, with your head resting against the car window and your hand held tightly by George’s. 

“Nearly, nearly. Be patient, my love,” he laughs, refusing to shift his focus off the road in front of him, even when you pout petulantly. 

“I think it would be very helpful if you would tell me where we’re meeting everybody,” you say sarcastically, only to be met with another chuckle from George. 

“Look, I know that I’ve definitely been getting on your nerves today,” he admits, “but I think this will make you quite happy.”

Aha - so he hasn't actually forgotten. 

Like the gentleman he is, he opens the door for you and helps you out once he’s parked the car outside a classy-looking restaurant. With a hand on your lower back, he guides you straight towards the outdoor tables, fully confident as to where he’s heading despite your slight hesitancy and uncertainty in such an environment. Despite having been together for so long, a part of you just can’t really get used to showing up in all these high-end locations for a casual outing.

The two of you weave between tables and around restaurant staff and guests until you spot Lando and Alex at a table, and with them Lily, and some of your other friends, and your sister…

“Georgie, what’s everyone doing here? I thought you said it was just the guys?” you whisper to him as you approach the table, slightly taken aback by the unexpectedly large number of people that you’re suddenly facing. They greet you with a cheer and wide smiles, shouting out birthday wishes and greetings so loudly that a few people turn from their own tables to see what’s going on. 

“We decided to throw a little surprise dinner for you, darling,” he whispers back, “sorry for avoiding the topic so much this morning, I knew I’d just give this all away too early if I hadn’t.”

At this point, despite the utter bewilderment that he had caused you earlier today, you can’t even be mad at him. Finally seeing so many of your friends in one place fills you with such an overwhelming sense of pure joy that it almost threatens to spill out of you in the form of exuberant tears, and thinking about just how much effort this event must have taken to orchestrate makes your heart swell with love for your boyfriend. 

“Oh, this is amazing, thank you so much,” is all you can force out in your state of shock, simply too inundated by a variety of emotions to form a more profound response. 

Slowly pulling a jewellery gift box out of his pocket and tucking it into your palm, George smiles at you and replies, “Happy birthday, my love. Now how about we sit down?”

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a/n: i’ll be writing longer fics again soon! as always, thank you for reading, please do give feedback <3

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congrats for 2k followers daze!! you total deserve it🙇 may i req for general yandere hcs with arashi if it's ok? tysm!!

Awww thank you!!! That´s very sweet of you 🥺💕 More than happy to write for Arashi, thank you for the request!! ^^

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tw yandere, obsession, possessiveness, violence towards others

General Yandere! Arashi headcanons

Arashi is a protective and doting yandere! She´s very obsessed and passionate with her darling and so everyone around you two will know just how taken she is with you!

She would be very sweet and gentle most of the time, she wants to take care of her darling and so Arashi likes to give them lots of gifts. It´s very common for her to bring her darling on shopping trips to find new cute outfits for them. She does listen to your own wishes but she also has the tendency to pick out a lot of clothes for you to try on and she won´t take a “no” as an answer. Just trust her tastes as a professional model, she only wants you to look your absolute best!

Her stare would be so intense too as she carefully examines how your new outfit looks on you before beaming and showering you with compliments

“Oh my! You look so wonderful in this, y/n! I knew I was right to pick this one out, it suits you so well. You like it too, don´t you? Oh you´re just so adorable I could eat you right up!”

There´s this certain glint in Arashi´s eyes when she says that, that kind of scares you. For just a moment, you saw a glimpse of the darker side Arashi tries to hide from you

Because yes, I think she would try to hide most of her yandere side from her darling, or at least to not make her twisted sense of love all too obvious. She dreams of a sugary sweet romance with her dearly beloved and so it wouldn´t do for them to see her as some kind of scary monster, no?

Still, Arashi has no problem with showing her strong and intimidating side if someone is annoying or harassing you. How dare they try to mess with you? Don´t worry about a single thing, she´s going to take care of them for you!

It´s like all hesitation is gone the minute she sees you being uncomfortable, her gentle expression all gone, instead an angry frown now on her face

She´s going to beat the pest that bothered you into a pulp for you^^ They should know never to mess with you again or there might be worse consequences for them in the future

Just. very overprotective with her darling, She hates seing you in distress!

She doesn´t tell you that the reason she likes doing your makeup so much is that she gets giddy at having an excuse to be so close to you and to use her own makeup brushes and lipstick on you and vice-versa

It´s not very hygienic but she loves applying the lipstick she had used on you just a few moments ago to her own lips, sighing blissfully at the fact that you were sharing an indirect kiss. If only she could kiss your lips, oh how wonderful that would be!

Arashi also is incredibly touchy with her darling, she loves hugging you tightly or holding onto your hand in the crowd so you “don´t get lost”. She gets excited at every opportunity to be close to you and gets visibly upset when others try to intrude on your alone time. Can´t they see that you´re already taken? It should be obvious from how terribly clingy Arashi is!

She would try not to mind it too much because she doesn´t want you to get upset but sometimes she just really wishes all of these other people would just leave you alone so you could only have each other. She doesn´t need anyone except you so why should it be any different for you? You would be happy together!

Loves taking pictures where it´s only the two of you and treasures each and every one of them. Might even purposefully cut off other people from a group photo because she doesn´t want to be reminded that there are other people in your life

A thought I had is that Arashi might invite you along to a photo shoot with a couples motive that she is modeling for and just coincidentally the other model that was supposed to be her partner for the job got into an unfortunate accident and had to be hurried to the hospital

How sad! But what will happen now? The photo shoot is super urgent and there is no one else on set that could do the job for the other model!

You can probably imagine where this is going. Arashi says that you could be the other model, she thinks you´r really good-looking and perfect for the job so if someone as experienced as her thinks you´re suitable then there isn´t really any reason to refuse. It´s not like they have any other option at the moment

She would even do your makeup herself and then you´re both posing in front of the camera in matching clothes and being so close together, bodies touching as she holds your hand tenderly

Arashi is enjoying every moment of this, wishing that you could be like this forever. She wants you to be a real couple and not for show! But she´s definitely taking this opportunity to make as many romantic gestures as she can get away with just for this photo shoot

Wrapping her arms around you, gently stroking your cheek and even kissing your hand like a loyal knight protecting their liege. It´s all so romantic, her heart is beating wildly

The agency that booked the photo shoot is very impressed with how real you two managed to portray a couple in love, you can almost feel the intense adoration in the gaze that Arashi directs at you, it´s like you´re the only person that matters in her world!

The result to all of this? When the advertisement actually gets revealed to the public, everyone that sees it is convinced that you must be dating Arashi in secret. How else could you explain the undeniable intimacy between the two of you?

Arashi is more than happy with this development, now no one is going to try and take her precious darling away from her again! Come on, you know you two would make a really cute couple, why not try it out?

Everyone else is already convinced you two are dating anyway, who would believe you if you said it wasn´t true? It´s best to just give in and let Arashi live her happily ever after

So I love She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. It is beautiful, and I adore both how it handles relationships and redemption. No relationship is a perfect fairytale, but a plate of spaghetti; messy but wonderful. And redemption can come to anyone, as long as you’re willing to work for it. And sometimes it takes a lifetime and sometimes you aren’t forgiven, and all of that is okay. (Once Upon A Time also does it in an exemplary fashion with Regina Mills, who may’ve been the blueprint for complicated redemption in modern television.)

Anyway, I love the show, and its relationships, and today I’m doing…

ANGEL’S TOP 5 SHE-RA SHIPS!!

5. Scorfuma (Scorpia x Perfuma)

This ship is so wholesome. It is a huge refresher in SPOP; yes, like I said, the relationships here are worthwhile, but also difficult. Scorfuma is not that ship. It’s a beautiful femme lesbian falling in love at first sight with a magnificent butch lesbian. Another reason I love SPOP is because it subverts character stereotypes; Scorpia is butch as all hell and I wish she were real, because she is soft, sensitive, kind and sweet. Perfuma is assertive, self-confident, speaks her mind and does whatever she thinks is right regardless of what others think. (Although, she’s far from perfect and I don’t like how she treats Entrapta for a lot of the series.) Perfuma sees Scorpia for the wonderfully good person she is, and she falls in love with Scorpia for it. They are similar people, in which they’re both kind and sweet, but they are also noticeably different people. My mom says that a couple cannot be too similar or too different otherwise they won’t work, and Scorfuma is a perfect example of her wisdom.

4. Spinnetossa (Spinnerella x Netossa)

Spinnetossa should be every married couple’s endgame. I am sad that they didn’t get more screentime or lines, because they have the ideal marriage (next to the Addamses from The Addams Family and the Belchers from Bob’s Burgers and every marriage counselor should have these three couples in their waiting rooms as the couples to be like). This is a couple who loves and respects each other, and who are (rightfully, hehe) obsessed with each other. My favorite thing about them is their devotion to each other - as much as they wanna save the universe and magic, they are each other’s primary goal. They want to be together and want to keep each other safe and happy above all else. My favorite moment is where Spinnerella wins their bot-slaying contest and instead of getting annoyed, Netossa happily kisses her wife and calls her “my girl”. MELT LIKE 🧊 BABY!

3. Seamista (Mermista x Sea Hawk)

Oh my. If Spinnetossa are obsessed with each other, then Seamista is the definition of insanity. Sea Hawk is not immune to the flaws of Mermista, he loves her for all she is and celebrates her, singing her praises and building her up even if it just seems like silly simping (need me a person like that). Mermista is not immune to the positives of Sea Hawk even if she doesn’t act like it. She knows him to be a moral, kind, devoted, loving, caring and affectionate man, and shows it accordingly even if it seems to annoy her. (If it really did, you think they’d be a couple? 😉 ) She loves him, and I hate how people say she’s abusive to him. If their genders were flipped, it would be the definition of the gentle girl, brooding boy trope. Mermista has a whole kingdom (a crumbling one as she adds) on her shoulders, it would get to anyone! She appreciates Sea Hawk for sticking by and loving her, and they obviously care about each other very much.

2. Glimbow (Glimmer x Bow)

Glimbow is childhood friends turned romantic partners done RIGHT! Originally, I didn’t see it, but the hints were always there and they weren’t hints. They are legitimately friends but imo every good romantic relationship begins with and maintains friendship as the base. They go through hell together, with the loss of their parents (which Bow finds his and Glimmer finds hers, but for awhile, they’re alone together), an invasion and attack caused by Glimmer, and regaining magic in the universe. This ship shows that apologizing and working towards forgiveness is important part of any relationship. Glimmer will do anything to fix her mistake, and Bow forgives her because he loves her for every part of her, and deep down knows her guilt will always be the price she pays for that mistake. I love this ship for these reasons.

1. Entrapdak (Entrapta x Hordak)

My favorite ship in SPOP and it is above and beyond an ideal relationship for me. Like Glimbow, they were friends before they were lovers, but they wholeheartedly accept each other from the get-go. It isn’t about accepting flaws and positives - Entrapta sees Hordak as beautiful and wonderful because of his imperfections and she adores all of that in him, while Hordak worships Entrapta (oh you know he does) because she is the first person to accept him so readily for who he is. Not as a clone or a tool, as a person. He accepts her autism and immediately knows how brilliant and creative she is. They are constantly on each other’s minds as each other’s best friends, and they fall in love because of their imperfections. Just how they like it.

Practice 18

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Sejanus sits on a lonely bench in the park. He is not surprised to be the only one out of his warm bed; no one in their right mind would want to be drawing while freezing blizzards steal their breath. His hand trembles, unable to hold his pencil steady, so the winter landscape he is trying to capture becomes disfigured.

He has to give up and holds his pad against his chest.

"What do you have there?"

The voice startles Sejanus. His gaze meets Tigris'. They greet each other, somewhat awkwardly. The abruptness of their last meeting still does rock in them. She takes a seat on the bench, and curiously asks him about his pad. Sejanus feels his cheeks turn red, too aware all of a sudden of the man of his imagination whom he has portrayed incessantly for days now.

"They're just doodles, Tigris. It's not important." He tries to clarify.

The young woman doesn't seem convinced by his answer but good manners motivate her not to press for revelations.

"It's okay. You don't have to explain it to me." She places her hand over Sejanus' in a gesture of silent understanding.

And no word is spoken again and no muscle moves until the winter storm sets their skins ablaze. Tigris retrieves her hand to seek warmth in the folds of the old coat she is wearing.

"I actually wanted to apologize to you."

Those are words Sejanus never thought he would hear from her lips. She was one of the few people who appreciates his existence.

Confusion overcomes him.

"Why?"

"For acting so strange the other day. And don't say I don't have to apologize, I know I made you uncomfortable."

Sejanus tries to fight the urge to beg her to forget his comfort.

Instead he says:

"Ah. I didn't think much of it... Just that you looked kind of tense.... I just figured it must have been something about your job that put you that way."

"It was not my job what occupied my mind that day, Sejanus."

  "By Panem, I don't know how to tell you this without you thinking I've lost my mind."

How sad Sejanus thinks, that fear of madness also haunts Tigris, who understands him better than anyone.

Perhaps that's why their connection came instantly.

"When you said how cruel and selfish Coriolanus was. I got really angry with you Sejanus. And all because of some meaningless nonsense."

The mention of the protagonist of the tragedy he has been reading about in class throws Sejanus off balance.

Tigris hugs herself and closes her eyes. Asking for comfort from the one who is no longer there: her mother.

To her belonged this coat. She opens her eyes, and faces it:

"I was not rational because to me Coriolanus is not the name of a dictator from an old tale. That name means something to the Snows. It was my cousin's name."

Snowflakes fall on them at the truth revealed. And Sejanus is overwhelmed.

"Professor Thompson gave me that assignment too, you know? and I was very excited at first. I thought it was a way to be close to my cousin but when I read it, I was horrified. Marcius was a horrible human being. I didn't understand why my aunt and uncle chose that name: My Coriolanus wasn't like that. He was good... Hearing your words brought back that unease, because I heard in them an echo of my own thoughts."

Sejanus knew Tigris had gone to the academy but he rarely thought of her in that red uniform walking the halls with her back erect as the last Snow heiress. Putting on an act, with the weight of a suffocating legacy on top of her. The image was jarring to the woman in front of him whose heart was gentle and her voice free, still he wished naively that he would have liked to have matched her during that hell.

"And I know it was unfair to feel that way about something so trival but I couldn't help it, Coriolanus is his name. It was the only thing that belonged to him besides his death."

Tigris was crying.

She tried to cover her face and Sejanus stopped her, whispered consolations and once her posture seemed more relaxed, he wiped away her tears with the sleeve of his sweatshirt, lamenting that he didn't have a handkerchief to give her.

Tigris' breathing calmed and she decided to continue with her somewhat husky voice:

"It happened in the dark days. I didn't find him in time and he froze in the snow... I didn't have him by my side for long but if you could have known him Sejanus. He was a very quiet boy but he was very sweet too and I'm sure if he could have been saved, he would have been a good man." 

Sejanus gives her a smile, small and contained.

He can give her no more. Suddenly frightened by his dreams and what he has seen in them. The coincidences were many and his madness makes him weigh the possibility of telling Tigris everything about it.

Tears of Themis x Enstars word vomit, GO.

(more on, what do you wanna say if that ever happens lol)

HI HELLO? This is such a surprising concept since I'm already working on another Enstars AU, but anywho!

The core of Tears of Themis is that it has FOUR love interests, which plays hand in hand with our four agencies, well if that matters since we'll focus more on the personalities.. We'll forgo the dynamics the original four have (like marius being vyn's student, vyn and artem having worked with each other before, luke being part of the group the three are also in)

Now.. speaking of those four though, it's time to draw different parallels with them and a character from Enstars. It'll take a while for me to remember what they're exactly like since it's been about two or so years since I last played it..

Okay, starting off with a guy who works in the same field as you, he is your boss basically and would fuss about you not taking care of yourself- ding ding ding, who do I draw Artem parallel to? Ibara Saegusa.

so THIS stood out "Artem's favorite movie genres are art films and war films." and??? Okay, let's roll from that.

"Put himself to an unimaginable standard" Hmm..

Just a headcanon but they probably enjoy black coffee

Also fun fact he shares a va with Nagisa

(anyway I spent like a good ten minutes scrolling his card gallery)

And then soon after, we're introduced to a childhood friend.. yeah okay.. who works a dangerous job.. mhm.. that's will lie to you for your safety... Mama? Like he wasn't completely Anzu's childhood friend but.

"When he was a child, Luke dreamed of becoming a hero, making a charming appearance in times of need and beating all the bad guys. As he grew up, though, he realized heroes aren't always charming and glamorous and are often a mess instead."

UM?? HELLO???????????? (in shock at this guesstimation)

They're both also really reliable

He shares a VA with Mao!

So then, moving onto Vyn, because my friend's favorite was Vyn and she would always talk to me about how Marius steals her pulls and like?? He's something.. is he a manipulator? Is he a yandere? I don't know but when he said "Destruction precedes creation" it reminded me of the genshin fanart with Albedo as Vyn. ... AND okay, so Albedo, right? He's voiced by Nojima Kenji and the person is DING DING DING, the parallel goes to!

"Vyn is able to face anything with ease and skill, giving those around him a sense of peace, resulting in people involuntarily opening their hearts to display their truest self before him. If one's heart has secrets, they will most definitely be discovered by him."

Natsume, natsume??? I can't think of anyone else who would have this kind of description to fit.

Vyn has a very gentle temperament, but he is not what one may imagine as a weak scholar. He is very reliable in critical moments, and with his ability to maintain a perfect disposition, any weakness he might have is unknown. <- what Natsume wishes he could be/j

Oh, and the two of them have really influential parents, go figure.

However, he is sometimes derisive of common human flaws, such as the tendency to prioritize selfish short-sighted personal gain while still rationalizing those same choices as logical and intelligent <- BAHSHAJKA they're both hypocrites

Yeah okay, so last but not the least! jsldkjfsl this is super funny because Marius shares a va with TSUMUGI, TSUMUGI AOBA!! Him and Luke were my favorites actually, oh look.. me falling for the childhood friend trope and a character with purple eyes.. ah...

"It is difficult to understand this second young master. " <- Okay, Hiyori. I'm calling it now. Rich kid that gets on people's nerves sometimes? Hmmm

Good at art, though the only person that comes to mind is Hajime.. who is the opposite of rich.

YEP HIYORI WE GOOO

So conclusion? Yeahhh, four agencies? Nope, we have two cospro and two newdi idols sjdkfjsklj --- This does make for a good idea though! Thanks for the ask :3