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tempe-brennans · 1 month
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break up with my boyfriend?
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stag-bi · 1 year
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i dont have an issue tagging goncharov posts w unreality if someone asks, but telling ppl to do so bc it could be triggering for some theoretical psychotic person out there kinda reminds me of that period of time when everyone on tumblr arbitrarily decided that words like ”stupid” and ”insane” are ableist slurs and ppl were genuinely calling each other out for ”using the s-slur” etc
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cordeliawhohung · 7 months
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Hi!!! i absolutely loovveeddd your simon drabble - maybe u could write a drabble ab mean teasing ghost making u get off on his thighs😭 haven’t been able to get that off my mind in the last couple of days KENFNSKWK THANK YOU
hi!!!! thank you so much! <3 (yall are seriously too sweet) once again (not to beat a dead horse or anything) but i just wanna reiterate that i am very much out of my depth here, but i really hope it's to your liking!
minors dni, thigh riding (obvi), small use of pet names, simon's having too much fun teasing, he's a little mean but still praising, def still a dick tho, slight banter (not proofread very well...)
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Riding His Thigh
It starts on the couch in the living room. What was supposed to be a peaceful and quiet night in with a home cooked meal and a movie turned into wandering hands and needy mouths pressed together. You ended up in his lap like you normally do, legs spread apart to accommodate the wideness of his hips just to straddle him.
There was something different about this time, though. Simon's hands moved languid and soft along your sides, and you whined at the lack of want, the lack of force to his grip. You pull out of the kiss with a small pout, and your hands instantly slither down to the band of his jeans.
"Simon..." you whimper, the want evident in your voice as you tug at his zipper. "Fuck... need you so bad..."
That was supposed to be his queue, the green light, but instead he gently pushed your hands away before resting his own on your hips. Then he's pushing you back a little, forcing your leg to slip away from his hips and down towards his thighs where you're then stuck straddling one.
"Gonna need you to work a bit harder than that, sweetheart," he says, his voice laced with a dangerous promise that tells you that he means every word.
You want to argue, you want to pitch a fit and whine saying you can't wait, or that he's cruel for even suggesting such a thing, but then his grip on your hips tighten, and he slowly rocks you along his thigh. It sends a sharp jolting feeling up through your stomach that satisfies your insatiable need for him for only a moment before it washes away with a single breath. You know exactly what he's wanting, and though you're whining about it, you know you don't want to deny him.
Eventually you begin to move on your own, and despite the muted but delicious friction through the fabric of your shorts you stare at Simon with a look that tells him you're not happy about this one bit. He's too busy enjoying the show to mind, though. His hands stay firmly on your hips, refusing to aid you but feeling every single sway of your body.
"There we go," he coos as he relaxes further into the couch.
It's annoying how the baritone of his voice heats your core so hot it swelters. You want to call him names, let your frustrations be known, tell him you want him to fuck you properly. But it's like he can read your mind, and he bounces his leg over so slightly, ripping a sharp gasp from those pretty, pouting lips as the pressure increases and decreases on your clit all too suddenly.
You don't care anymore. You ride his thigh shamelessly, hands resting firmly against his shoulders as you do. Your own thighs tighten around him as you feel the wetness collect in the fabric of your underwear. A whiny moan erupts from you as you clench down around nothing, and despite your frustration you continue through it.
"C'mon," Simon urges gruffly. Suddenly he sits up straight, his grip on your flesh tightening as he now joins in helping you get off on his thigh. "Just once, yeah? Need you to cum for me and I'll give you what you want."
His lips are so close to yours you're nearly kissing but not quite. Every breath you breathe is pushed into his mouth, and you can feel the way his words feel on your skin.
"Just like that, c'mon love," he continues. "Cum for me and I'm all yours."
A few more desperate ruts and pathetic moans later and you're coming undone on his thigh. A small cry leaves your lips as your cunt pulses around absolutely nothing, and you bite into your lip as you slump forward, your forehead resting against his lips. The frustration builds in you again almost instantly as you know that orgasm would have felt ten times better had he stopped teasing and gave you his cock.
"Fuckin' perfect," Simon praises, but his hands don't stop moving. Your poor, overstimulated clit endures more of his teasing as his firm grip forces your body to rock against him once more. He chuckles when you whine. "What? Too much for you?" he teases.
"Fuck you," you bite, but your words quickly fall away as he bounces his knee once more.
"That's the point, isn't it?"
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neotrances · 6 months
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not gonna watch this so correct me if i’m judging by a cover <- smug but these videos always piss me off bc even if this small handful of “fat activist” are doing something silly or unreasonable ppls inability to seperate “””fat activist”” from average fat ppl asking for basic respect, accommodation, and not to be discriminated against just makes content like this fuel to harm others it’s like i don’t care, i don’t care if theirs a overzealous fat woman on tiktok being a little weird it doesn’t matter bc for everyone 1 of her theirs a hundred thousand fat ppl that are just asking to not be bullied and treated as a person and putting a spotlight up to a few strange ppl and labeling them as representing all activist for said group is such low hanging fruit its so fucking annoying u can do the same thing with trans ppl or black ppl or autistic ppl bc guess what! bejng annoying or self centered is not exclusive to one group, but ppl that watch this kind of stuff just want more justification to paint every bigger person as the same as the handful ur mocking into fame
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kissesforsatoru · 2 years
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Can you pls do yandere bully gojo or megumi🥺
Love u💓
𓏲 ˖. pairings. . . megumi x reader
𓏲 ˖. summary. . . yandere! bully! megumi
𓏲 ˖. warnings. . . general yandere themes, bullying, blackmail, non-consensual kissing, nsfw implications, minor itadori x reader
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when you first met megumi, your impression of him wasn't really anything significant. he was aloof, quiet, and moody — that's all you were really able to understand about him in the short time the two of you spent together. there was just one thing that made you feel, at the very least, uneasy around him, and that was the way that he wouldn't stop glaring at you anytime he saw you.
you asked itadori about it when the two of you were alone for a moment, but he just brushed off your concern and told you that's how megumi always is. he reassured that with some time, megumi would ease up a bit more. you trust itadori, but you were still hesitant.
but you still took itadori's words into consideration and gave megumi time — lots of it, actually. for three months, you waited patiently for him to stop being so loathing towards you and start easing up like itadori said he would. but after so long without any changes, it just seemed futile. you tried coaxing him into being a little less intimidating, like asking him him questions about his day and offering him cookies whenever you made some for itadori, but he always scoffed and ignored you.
in fact, the more that you tried being his friend, the less megumi was inclined to be nice to you. he got quite callous, blatantly telling you that you're annoying or that he didn't know why itadori liked you so much. it made you feel so bad about yourself that for a little while, you ignored any offer to hang out from itadori in fear that megumi would be there.
itadori comforted you and made accommodations so that you'd feel better around megumi, like defending you whenever he said something bad or even deciding not to bring him some time when you guys met. you appreciated him a lot for everything that he's done for you.
it didn't really take you long to develop a crush on itadori, because why wouldn't you? he's such a sweetheart and he genuinely cares for everyone, even people who don't deserve it like megumi. whenever you were around him your heart would flutter, and you got really shy whenever he was so close that his body brushed against yours.
megumi seemed to hate you even more because of your ceush on itadori, though. he made mean comments about itadori only being nice because he felt bad for you or that he would never like you back, and it hurt just as much as when he would tell you how annoying you were.
he took absolutely every opportunity he could to make you feel like shit in some way — like he was about to do now while he had you cornered all alone in the school library.
"i saw you fumbling for itadori's attention earlier." he hummed, backing you into the wall behind you. "don't forget that he would never go out with someone like you. why don't you just fucking leave him alone already?"
you didn't respond, far too scared of what he might say if you mustered up the courage to say something. only a weak whimper escaped your lips as he stepped closer to you. he's never done anything to physically hurt you, but him merely being around you made you really uncomfortable.
you flinched slightly when he placed a cold hand on your arm and shoved you roughly into the wall, pinning you there. you gulped thickly as your hands immediately going to the hem of your shirt so that you could have something to focus on other than the growing fear you felt in your stomach. you didn't like where this was going.
you didn't have time to properly think of a way to escape this mess before his lips were on yours and his tongue was invading your open mouth. you gasped, tears forming in your eyes as you grabbed him by the shoulder, trying as hard as you can to push him away, but he didn't budge at all.
he lapped at the inside of your mouth fervently, making sure to explore every crevice carefully while also swirling his tongue with yours. your body tingled whoth pulsating heat the longer that he kissed you, and soft, uncontrollable moans escaped your lips. you stayed idle, though, refusing to give in to how good it felt because megumi was the last person you wanted to enjoy kissing. he really didn't seem to mind anyway.
when he finally pulled away he shoved you away from him and wiped his mouth off while you watched, feeling that familiar twinge in your stomach. he kissed you, and yet you were the one feeling ashamed because of his disgust. why did he kiss you if he was so repulsed?
"if you don't want itadori to find out about how much of a slut you are, then i suggest you let me have my way with you whenever i want." he smirked, waving his phone in your face that had a picture of you two kissing on it before he walked off — leaving you there confused and scared.
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lizziedarings · 6 months
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lizziedaring is about so many things u guys dont get it. its about a lizzie feeling lonely but never wanting to show it bc she was taught not to, it's about lizzie wanting friends but not knowing how to make any, it's about lizzie asking people if they can talk like pirates just so she'd feel a bit more comfortable calling them friends, and daring being the most accommodating person towards this request. it's about lizzie who is seen as aloof, lizzie who is seen as scary, lizzie who yells a lot and threatens to behead people. and lizzie who makes daring laugh. not because he doesn't take her seriously (lizzie says "off with his head" and daring's the first person with his sword out), but bc lizzie is genuinely hilarious and who else is daring but someone who wholeheartedly wears his heart on his sleeve. daring can be annoying and hes not for everyone but he matches lizzie well bc hes got enough confidence in himself that he doesn't take her quips and insults to heart. he's also just got a level of harmless persistence that goes well when lizzie goes a bit distant. if daring stopped approaching her at all lizzie would in no way become friends with him, she struggles even to open up to the wonderlandians, much more to anyone else. but he approaches her, shares music with her, speaks like a pirate for her. MOST POPULAR GUY IN EAH. HALF THE SCHOOL IS IN LOVE WITH HIM. AND THE PERSON WHO MAKES HIM LAUGH THE MOST IS SOME OUTSIDER FROM WONDERLAND (AFFECTIONATE). and lastly i also think itd be good for daring to have friendships with people who don't see him as THEEE daring charming but just. daring charming. the guy from the musical with a nice smile. lizzie isn't overly impressed with him in the beginning, which makes their friendship that much more genuine. she doesn't see him with rose-colored glasses, and any affection she feels for him after she gets to know him is simply bc hes proven himself worthy of that affection. neither of them expect to like one another or get along (daring opened his mouth and seemed surprised when a chuckle escaped it!!!!!) but they do. they just do.
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if youre friends, can u tell him to calm the fuck down
this is a roleplay, we're allowed to do whatever we want
honestly its so annoying
First of all, I don't gotta tell him jackshit. Like you said, this is a roleplay, they can act however they want.
Second, who are you to tell someone how they should act? Why should they change how they react to accommodate you?
Do NOT EVER insult my friend like that again. Stop doing this to people behind Anon like a fucking coward you piece of shit.
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slashingdisneypasta · 2 months
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Good Day For It Thugs x Fem!Reader || Headcanons
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Topic: You're the femme fatale of the group (a.k.a the only lady travelling with these thugs ).
Warnings: Sexual references.
Tagging: @slxsherwriter
First of all, Lyle is not part of the gang 😅 He's the leader- so he's kinda removed. He has his own car, and he always gets a motel room but you guys don't (it depends on how much money you guys have at any point-- but h e will a l w a y s get one) and have to sleep in your (one) car. You're his thugs. So he's not really gonna be in these hc's; we're gonna focus on Norman, Dale and Wayne.
When you're introduced to the group (by Lyle), it takes a few months close-quarters with them for you to go from 'a pretty little thing for them to look at' to 'sister in arms'. And it's hard, and it's annoying, because you're not into any of them that way (okay. Maybe one. But shhh!)- but when they finally relax around you and stop acting like dumbasses around you (this is more Dale and Wayne acting like dumbasses, of course- but Norman does have his own subtle way, too), it's good ^^
After that, living with them constantly, is pretty smooth sailing! ⛵⛵⛵. ... pfft.
What I mean, is its pretty smooth sailing... in comparison XD Now you're struggling the same way the others are XD Which is a lot better then the misogynistic horny boneheaded bullshit you were getting from them before... but still not great XD
I said before that Lyle will always get the motel room while y'all sleep in the car- but what if you do have money for you guys to have accommodation also?? What if you have money for more then 2 rooms, even?? Enough for one each! ?... Well you still have to share with Norman, Dale and Wayne. Yeah. Lyle's not coughing up the cash for even a suit. 2 single beds, a couch and a rollaway is the extent of what your budget will allow you guys.
And these are not gentlemen here that we're talking about. No, no 😅 They will not offer you one of the beds just cuz you're a 'lady'- you're gonna have to fight for it with Wayne and Dale. (Norman always gets one of them- he outranks the 3 of you).
These arguments usually go on for as long as the drive is to the motel (thoroughly annoying Norman), and then it's just whoever plants themselves on it first 😅😅😅 So its usually you or Dale (Wayne's slow). The car comes to a stop and then you both fly out of the car and argue at the door until Norman comes back with the keys to unlock it, then race towards the bed like 2 bats out of hell.
Dale will also race you to the shower. Sometimes you guys are on the road for days and by the time you reach a rest stop you are SCREAMING for a hot shower. Dale isn't, but he likes to annoy you so he'll try to beat you there and lock himself in for EVER-
Alternatively, Dale will not be bothered to annoy you and he'll forgo a shower. Wayne will do the same thing, he doesn't care. At that point you will have to step in, like "boys, your natural masculine musk is not as sexy as you think- get in the goddamn shower" .
One time when Dale annoyed the fuck out of you: Dale, you are young, virile man. If you don't shut the fuck up, I will take your 2 chances at creating an heir and c r u s h them-
Now- Dale is good for some things, though XD He's the only guy who's happy to help you with your 'feminine shit'. At first he was bored by it, just helping you cuz he had nothing else to do in the mornings, but now he kinda likes the chill time with you. He'll hold up mirrors for you while you do your make up and tell you if you're smudged or uneven, he'll spray the back of your head with dry shampoo and tell you if you still have white stuff showing after you ruffled it in. He'll also curiously look through your make up bag, his fingerless glove covered fingers flicking over everything you have, like oh. THATS what that does... huh.
**for y'all who have periods: As for feminine hygiene, you are totally on your own. Norman usually does the grocery shopping (no one else can be bothered, and besides they can't be trusted to get the right things) so you have to make it your business to go with him and get your shit, because he will not get it for you. Even if it's on the list. He doesn't wanna be seen in the aisle (coward 🙄). If you were his girlfriend, be would do it, but you're not 🤷‍♀️ so he won't 🤷‍♀️. Too bad.
When you're on jobs with them you're usually either partnered up with Norman or Wayne (unless you're doing your Femme Fatale Thing, obviously). Usually Wayne. Because SOMEONE has to keep his loose-canon, zero-subtlety ass from fucking up the plan 😅😆😆 You two are usually on look-out, so you have to keep him from getting his gun out or slipping away to do something not apart of the plan!!
You have chucked your legs over his lap to keep him in his chair before, seeing the evil fuck-up glimmer in his eyes. Like don't you dare. Stay put. I swear to god-
You can also distract him by bringing a pen with you and playing little games of tic tac toe on napkins.
Whenever you notice him staring at a woman, you're immediately just like 'no, no, you have nothing to offer that nice lady. you are old and stiff everywhere except the one place you should be, now get back to work grandpa- '
... he also spits in cups. You're trying to ween him off of that.
OH! ANOTHER THING YOU HAVE TO RACE DALE (and Wayne) FOR-- THE PASSENGER SEAT IN THE CAR! We see them do it in the movie, and Wayne is so slow (the man is old, let him be), so again- your main competition is Dale XD And it's crucial you get that front seat sometimes, too, because sometimes you are sleeping in the car and passenger seat is the optimal position, as Norman (The driver, obviously) very much keeps to his space when he snoozes- hands in his lap or crossed over his chest, not spreading out or anything-- but Dale and Wayne do not.
If you end up sharing the back with Dale he's gonna be playfully kicking you and pushing you to get more of the back seat for himself (well- playfully for him. It's fun for him. Not so much for you 😒. Kick him back, if you dare. Norman will get frustrated with you both and possibly lock you both outta the car for the night but come on! Dale's asking for it!!- XD). If you end up sharing with Wayne (Which 90% of the time, you do) it can go 1 of 2 ways. Either he just crosses his arms, slouches down and conks out- or he gets handsy. If he does get that way, Norman has given you the reserved right to kick the old man out for the night (I have the best mental image of him literally toppling backwards out of the car after you kick him XD ). Either way though, Wayne's happy to have you stretch out over him if you want XD Legs over his lap? Head in his lap?? He don't mind~~~ 😂😂
If Lyle ever tried to offer you up to a guy as if to 'sweeten' a deal (like saying you're happy to spend the night with the man as a show of a good business~~ yeck)???? I'd like to think Norman would stand up for you and have a private talk with his brother about it. Try to get you out of it. This isn't your job.
You help Norman trim his beard!!! XD Aghhh 💕. You stand in front of him in the bathroom of a motel or you do it in the front seats of the car, and you carefully use little clippers to neaten it up. He's very stoic, standing/sitting with his chin raised high so you can reach all of his beard. Often times he's thinking; he's got a lot to think about. Sometimes though he talks to you, and you love chatting with Norman. He's more relaxed then the other two, and more mature.
Actually you end up sharing bathroom time with Norman a lot. Because you don't have a lotta time, it just makes sense that you share 'shifts' (and you certainly will not be sharing with Wayne). Norman doesn't really pay that much attention to you when you're in there brushing your teeth together, or hiding behind the shower curtain shaving your legs- he's pretty respectful and leaves you be.
(Wayne also asks you to help him with his beard but with him its just an excuse to get you close so you don't bother XD )
Hum hum hum... something about borrowing clothes from them. It's not romantic, or sexual, it's just that none of you have had the chance to hit a laundromat in a while and you don't have anything near clean to wear!! So you take a white long-sleeve from Dale's bag to sleep in, or Norman throws you an old button up of his that you tuck into your jeans and wear to do laundry, or you grab a random hoodie out of the car cuz its freezing and it turns out to be Wayne's. Whatever.
When you guys f i n a l l y have your hands on some good cash and get to go shopping, you try every time to get Wayne to update his wardrobe. "You could be so handsome if you just dressed better!!" "Psh, come on. I- " "Just try on the coat!! Please 🥺" "I don't need new clothes! Look, they're fine!- " "I am looking, and you look like you just broke out of a federal prison- they are not fine!" "Oh would you look at that- (items you like) are on sale over there." "What?- " *you look away for a moment and Wayne ducks behind a rack before slipping out of the store*
Norman on the other hand... is very open to your fashion suggestions! XD He's happy to have you come browse with him and pick things for him to try on. You two casually chat and discuss certain styles, and he values your opinion. A lot of his wardrobe now is stuff you okay-ed.
With Dale... he just really doesn't care XD If you think he'll look good in something then fine, sure, get him that one. He doesn't wanna be clothes shopping at all, so whatever will end this the quickest will be his favourite XD
You have been known to use your ~feminine wiles~ to get discounted, or even free, take out and room service for you and your guys before XDD It all started with Dale and Wayne claiming you couldn't do it and you arguing that you TOTALLY could, and how dare they suggest otherwise, and Norman ultimately challenging you to give it a try. It worked (Obviously, you are the FEMME FATALE of the group), and now its just tradition that you accept the food when they order it and save them some money 😭🤣
BONUS THOUGHT: If you did become romantically/sexually involved with one of them- it would be s o h a r d to find a quiet, private moment to get r-rated. Especially if its Dale or Wayne. Norman can kick the others out. Not exactly subtle, but better then doing it in a bar parking (Wayne) lot or public bathroom (Dale) at least. So goodluck.
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linguistwho · 1 year
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Introducing: The Linguist's Phonetic Gallifreyan
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This is a modification of Brittany G.'s Doctor's Cot Gallifreyan, which reorganized the layout of the Consonants and Vowels tables, adjusted how punctuation works, and added two new mechanics for quality of life. Its full title is The Linguist's Phonetic Gallifreyan, but the shorthand, for lack of a better idea, is GalliPhon. Interested to know the details? Read on!
I started working in Doctor’s Cot a few months ago.  It’s interesting, and a fun change of pace from Sherman’s Circular, but it has a few flaws that have really started to dig at me.  Firstly, despite the system being made to represent any language, it still is clearly made with English in mind.  Nearly all English consonantal sounds are contained in the top left corner of the consonant table.  While it does not bother me all that much that the system is made with English as the primary use — I do primarily use Sherman’s Circular, after all — it leads to all the consonants looking samey, and the layout feeling otherwise purely random.  In a similar vein, all the English consonants being clustered together led to a lot of indistinguishable consonant pairs.  I have dealt with this by leaving lines unconnected on one side, or dots attached to their corresponding circle, but this feels cheap, as Brittany did specify that indistinguishable consonants should be separated into new circles, which I find tedious and aesthetically displeasing.  Another problem with the layout is that א’s circle ends up being a pain to make every time I need to write a word that starts with a vowel.  For these reasons, I decided to reorganize the charts to have a more logical layout.  And, while I was at it, I modified the formulation of punctuation to accommodate more punctuation marks and added two new mechanics to make formulating words less tedious: diphthong bridges and the reversal dot.  As a warning, this is NOT a guide to the use of Phonetic Gallifreyan.  To learn how to play, I would recommend checking out Brittany’s walkthrough, using my charts instead of the Doctor’s Cot ones.
The Consonant and Vowel Charts
They are now loosely organized based on the IPA categorizations in the 2020 chart.  Broadly speaking: a single thin line corresponds to trills, taps, and approximants; double thin lines corresponds to laterals; a thin outer line and thick inner line corresponds to unvoiced fricatives; a thick outer line and thin inner line corresponds to voiced fricatives; double thick lines corresponds to nasals; and a single thick line corresponds to plosives.  And for decorations (going from left to right in the chart because they are hard to describe): alveolar, retroflex, postalveolar, dental, “other symbols,” pharyngeal and glottal; labiodental; bilabial; uvular; velar; and palatal.  The symbols do not always correspond exactly, but that’s the general organization I worked off of.  For the vowels, I went easier on myself and organized them mostly by the English vowels, left-to-right O, U, A, I, and E.  Additionally, as there are 28 base IPA vowel sounds but 30 spaces, I included the two most common diphthongs, ai and au.  However, as I now have an option to make diphthongs, these are not recommended for use.
Diphthongs
I have added a function that will allow you to have two vowel sounds in a single circle, but only if they are part of a diphthong.  Distinct vowel sounds must be in different syllable circles, even if there is no consonant between them.  Two vowels in a dipthong, however, may be connected by a diphthong bridge, a line leading from the edge of the first vowel to the middle of the second.  An example of both a diphthong and a still separate vowel can be seen in Ohio: /oˈhaɪ o/
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Vowel/Consonant Reversal
The other function I am adding is the reversal dot, necessitated by how annoying it is that words like “is,” “and,” and “or,” require two circles despite their simplicity.  So, in Phonetic Gallifreyan, you can add a filled dot to the center of a word circle to indicate it should be read vowel first.  Consonants still go outer circle first, then inner circle.  As an example: “and” /ænd/
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Punctuation
The primary change is that they don’t consist of two circles, just one. This way, a limited pool of punctuation can be combined to create more punctuation, like combining a period and a comma to make a semicolon, or three periods to make an ellipsis, or even some rarer punctuation like the interrobang (‽)
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Credit to Brittany G. for the basis, and to Wikipedia and Phoible for research on IPA, punctuation, and more.
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redr0sewrites · 3 days
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How do you think Aaravos would act when his a s/o is on their period? (Can you tell I'm on my period and need comfort)
OOOOOO!!!! i feel SO bad i haven't written for aaravos (or tdp in general) for wayyyyyy too long tdp is still my main hyperfixation yall
🥀Cw: mostly fluff with a bit of suggestiveness/mentions of how orgasms help cramps, afab reader
🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion
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listen, aaravos is SOOO attentive. he probably has your cycle memorized better than YOU. he's always prepared for when you're on your period, and will approach you about it a few days before it starts
aaravos is amazing when your on your period as he never undermines you, and while he doesn't relate to your experience he definitely sympathizes with you and supports you any way he can
his powers come in handy a lot, and whenever your having bad cramps he can very easily heat up his hands or cool them down and become your own personal heating/cooling pad. he also gives wonderful massages and can also attempt spells/potions that may work as painkillers for you
aaravos is a FANTASTIC cuddler, he's 6,9 ft of pure warmth and loves holding you when you're on your period. if you're feeling emotional or sad in general aaravos is genuinely always willing to comfort you, as he hates seeing you in distress
he may tease you a little to help lighten the mood, but if you get upset or annoyed he'll stop
speaking of when you're annoyed, if you are especially irritable on your period, aaravos takes it surprisingly well. if you snap at him he'll just brush it off or roll his eyes, he knows your feeling shitty and that you'll feel bad later. he might get a little pouty though, and will be clingy when you two are trying to sleep
if you get headaches on your period aaravos is more than willing to accommodate you. he'll gently cup your face, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before getting a damp towel to lay across your eyes
as much as you want to rot in bed while you're on your period, aaravos will encourage you to be at least a little active. he might take you for calming walks where you won't run into others, or even just slow dance with you in the comfort of your own home while lofty music plays in the background
aaravos will run lavish baths for you om your period with bubbles and fancy soaps and anything your heart desires. he really does love pampering you at heart and will gladly sit at the edge of the tub and wash your hair or massage your scalp while you bathe and relax
nsfw:
during his research on how to help comfort you, aaravos stumbled upon the fact that orgasms can help relieve period cramps. he was quick to bring it up to you, for "research purposes" kinky bitch.
he'll be gentle ofc, laying a towel beneath you both and treating you with the utmost care (unless... u tell him not to.... then thats a different story)
period sex soon becomes a pretty common occurrence as its a great experience for you both. aaravos adores how sensitive you are and loves seeing how easy it is to stimulate you. he'll tease you a lot and then overstimulate you, relishing in every noise you make
it's obviously wonderful for you as well bc??? duh???? it feels amazing and aaravos always makes you feel divine
he's a lot more into praising you during period sex rather than degrading, he thinks that your something to be worshipped and absolutely loves showering you with all the praise you deserve
aaravos enjoys mirror sex in general, but especially during your period. je likes showing you how gorgeous you are during this time of the month and is not afraid to be a little mean with his praise. if theres a trait you have that your particularly anxious or insecure about, aaravos looveessss praising you over and over about it until you can't help but agree.
aaravos always does great aftercare as well when your on your period. you both often get pretty messy, so the first thing he does is conjure a wet towel to wipe you both down. then he'll run you a bath and let you relax while he changes the sheets/bedding before joining you in the bath.
yk that audio that's like "HEEEEE'SSSS BAAAACK" on tiktok? thats what i feel like rn when im posting something for tdp for the first time in like months. (i don't have tiktok but i keep seeing tiktoks on pinterest 💀) ANYWAYSSSSSS HOPE U WNJOYED!!! ive been falling back into some of my old fandoms (tdp, acotar, etc) along w some new ones so feel free to send in requests!!! i am VERY anxiously awaiting tdp s6 hehe
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Not a single day goes by in which I don’t think ab ‘waste me’ omg,,,, you have me HOOKED like??? Like omg im a sucker for interesting dynamics and Leon and Reader’s relationship is SOO good (not healthy, but I mean in like terms of interest LOL).
I wonder what would happen if, hypothetically, (assuming that Leon and reader have been meeting up more frequently) reader’s self esteem continued to steadily plummet until she can’t even bring herself to think positively at all. Like one of those days she can’t even manipulate herself to be happy, esp for Leon.
A day that she questions herself and all that. Anyways, it gets so bad that she shuts down completely, like shut off from the world and herself type of bad, unable to bring herself to seek out Leon because of insecurity and guilt. (I like to think that deep down she’s self aware of how Leon thinks of her, but chooses to ignore it and be delusional. Other times it could just be actual delusion LOL).
But my question is, would Leon even care? Like I know he’s not complete scum of the earth or evil, and he def feels bad for what he did. But would he just up and forget about her and move on, or like try to do something but ultimately it ends up in failure?? :33 Methinks that in the early stages (like when they went out to dinner for the first time) he’d def leave her. But if their meetings continued, I wonder if he could bring himself to muster up at least a sliver of genuine sympathy or worry,,,
Sorry I send such long stuff sometimes but like UR WORKS are just too GOOD omg,, I hope it doesn’t annoy you!! <33 Also hopefully this makes sense 😭 I wuz gonnna write more but it was already so long so I was like omgg noo,,, I just like to dig into things a lot LOL
HII gosh ur not annoying at all it’s fun to read them n it means so much to me that u actually like it enough!!! <3 gonna put this under the cut :3
i think with leon he’s driven entirely by guilt. he has so much guilt that’s built up. like survivors guilt, guilt towards claire and sherry, towards ada. he’s one of those people that blame everything on themself and he beats himself up over shit that’s completely out of his control! but with reader he did that to them out of his own will, i think guilt would tie him down to them quicker than them being obsessive towards him!
and also i think he’s a total loser and he secretly appreciates the boost they give to his ego 😭 they don’t meet often, he’s a busy guy, but reader is like always so willing to come out whenever he asks. and it’s so strange to leon that someone is accommodating to his needs, to when he’s available and he’s not being told what to do where to go, it’s all up to him. i think he would genuinely start to like reader for those reasons. like they wear their heart on their sleeve and are so earnest in the way they feel about him, so open that he finds it a little embarrassing.
so if they did begin to shut even him out, he’d be fucking tweaking omg. and he totally blames it on himself, it’s bc of what he did to them, he raped them and they finally get that it’s wrong and now he’s being shut out. but it’s totally not that, readers just self-destructive and hyper-aware of everything ever, they know when he’s getting pissed off, know when he’s upset, know when to give him space even if they’re clingy :3 and like they know most of all that leon doesn’t actually like them? he’s there bc he feels like he has no one else and bc he’s guilty and bc reader is the only one lonely enough to put up with his bs :3
i think in response to them shutting down he would also shut down in a way? he doesn’t know how to talk to people so he wouldn’t be able to do that, and their relationship isn’t..? they don’t talk ab their feelings, they both neglect feelings until it all builds up and blows up. leon doesn’t know how to comfort them physically bc he feels uncomfortable treating them like a partner if that makes sense? they’re having casual sex but he’s grown dependent on that company! sorry if this doesn’t answer ur question omg i think I am just rambling 😭😭😭
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lizzie-is-here · 1 year
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like the dawn
part xiii- healing
“a monster is not such a terrible thing to be” - ocean vuong
summary: the trials come to a close, but you’re still struggling with what’s left behind.
wordcount: 3.4k
warnings: cussing, tooth-rotting fluff, angst and comfort, mentions of violence, trauma, allusions to homophobia
taglist: @whelvedfeelingsstuff @sebsgirl71479 @rebloggingmyrecs @babyblublossom @local-mr-frog @thenyxsky @capsiclesdoll @moonlightreader649 @saranghaey @almosttoopizza @itsivymusic
a/n: ok i’m slowly getting a bit less busy so hopefully i can post a little more often now! but also a heads-up that i’ll be putting this series on hold soon to do a 12 days of christmas thing! i might try to finish this first, we’ll just see how it goes. sorry for the long wait, and like always, hope u enjoy! love u 🤍🤍🤍
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The better half of the next two weeks were spent in court, ignoring the press, and sneaking away with Steve and Bucky wherever possible.
Years of unsaid words flowed between you three, and you could feel your walls being broken down day by day. You no longer apologize for the extra space your wings take up, or feel the need to soften your voice.
You’re sitting on the couch one day, entranced in an ocean documentary when Clint, Nat, and Wanda walk in, sweaty and straight from training. The latter two join you, while the archer goes to the kitchen and starts making sandwiches.
“So… Anything interesting going on lately?” the redhead asks. You shake your head.
“Not really. Been trying to catch up on everything, so-” You gesture to the TV. “Figured this was a good place to start.”
Wanda tilts her head. “Where are Steve and Bucky?”
“Yeah, I’ve rarely seen you three apart,” Nat agrees.
She wasn’t wrong. You three have been less-than-subtle these past days, even risking kisses in the living room a few times.
“They’re on a run with Sam,” you explain with a smile. “Needed to burn some energy.”
Unbeknownst to you, the three Avengers knew that. In fact, they’d made sure Sam had joined the super-soldiers on their run. They’ve noticed how strange you’ve been acting, and Nat got a bit too invested in finding out.
There’s no malicious intent, but her curiosity overpowers any guilt she’d feel for her mastermind plan. That is, to annoy the three of you until someone tells her what she already knows. She likes the confirmation.
Clint flops onto the couch next to the assassin, stacking two sandwiches and biting into both at once. The way his jaw pushes back to accommodate the ridiculous amount of food reminds you of a snake you’d seen in the previous episode.
“So, has Barnes always been that buff?” Nat hums. She quickly glances over at you to watch your reaction.
Wanda senses a twinge of jealousy that you stamp down surprisingly well. But you don’t give away any physical clues.
“Uhh, yeah,” you begin. “Used to do push-ups in our apartment while Steve and I ate breakfast.”
The redhead grins a devil’s grin, sly and only noticed by Wanda and Clint. “Bet you got a nice view of that ass.”
That makes you cough. Spluttering and bright red, the nearby lamp flickers in time with your heart. She wasn’t wrong, technically, not that you’d admit it.
“I- I never looked,” you excuse, discreetly fanning your face. She hums, but doesn’t press further.
Meanwhile, the super-soldiers are receiving the same treatment from Sam.
“Oh, come on. You two need to get back into dating eventually,” the man sighs, watching as they prickle and stumble a bit.
“I’m alright with where I am,” Steve says, careful in choosing his words. “I don’t really feel like dealing with all of the modern dating traditions.”
Bucky huffs. “Yeah, that time you made me sign into Tinder might have been the worst ten minutes of my life. Made me wish I was still getting brainwashed.”
“Buck!” Steve protests, glaring at his- Well, what was the right title? “Partner” seemed off, “boyfriend”, maybe? Nah, too childish.
“I saw too much, Steve,” the brunet laments. “Some dude had a tattoo of Stark on his-”
“Alright, I get it!”
Sam takes the opening. “Well, is (Y/N) thinking about dating?” It’s impossible to miss how they exchange a nervous glance. “I mean, she’s pretty, she’s been adjusting well. I’m sure she wouldn’t have any trouble-”
Bucky snaps first. “Ok! Ok, ok, Sam, listen.”
Steve sighs. “Buck-”
“Listen,” he continues. “You can’t tell anyone about this.”
Bingo. The Falcon feigns shock. “Oh? What’s ‘this’?”
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By the end of the week, Sam knows all about you three, and Nat is 98.2% sure she say you making out in the kitchen one night. The 1.8% is because she was also extremely over-caffeinated, so hallucinations were always a possibility.
Wanda’s been complaining to Clint about how “emotionally suppressed” you all are, but they think it’s sweet nonetheless.
In all honesty, you don’t really mind if the team knows. The hard part is keeping your budding relationship away from the public.
If they find out, it’ll just pile on more stress to the neverending trials. Your relationship will be grounds for more invasive questions, and you aren’t ready for that. At least, not until the trials come to a close and you either end up free or in prison.
Speaking of prison, Tony’s lawyers had finally confronted Thaddeus Ross about your treatment on the Raft.
“There was no permanent damage done to Ms. (L/N),” Ross’s lawyer argues, enunciating his words. “We knew that, due to her enhancements, she would survive the dosage.”
You say nothing but frown slightly. It had been hours of pain and nausea. Your memory from that week is foggy and jumbled. There was definitely some permanent damage.
“During her interrogations, Ms. (L/N) confessed to having blinded soldiers and burnt them with her powers. It was only reasonable to be concerned and want to minimize damages.”
“And for Mr. Barnes, we used a special set of cuffs that sent an electromagnetic pulse through his metal arm, which was enough to contain him without the assistance of sedatives.”
You bristle at the way they speak about you. Like an experiment. Like HYDRA. It turns your stomach and plants a deep unease. The way Bucky shifts on the other side of Steve reveals that he feels the same way.
The blond captain doesn’t dare to hold your hands. Not now. Not with all of the cameras and eyes. His hand twitches anyway.
You manage through the first half of the trial, but the judge’s next words make your heart drop. They’re calling a witness forward. A last name that echoes in the back of your mind.
“What is your relationship to the defendants?”
You can’t make eye contact with the man.
“They killed my dad,” he says. The courtroom goes silent.
You swallow. He continues to describe how he found the governor dead in his office, a hole burnt through his chest and a ghastly bruise on his neck.
By the time he’s done, you’re so far gone that you don’t notice your hands shaking, or how everyone’s getting up to leave.
“Hey, hey, come back to us,” Steve whispers. You blink, tears welling up as you spot the man shaking hands with Ross.
Bucky follows your gaze, only to rip it away when he realizes. He glances at his metal arm.
He hates excluding Steve, but the words slip from his tongue before he can stop them.
“Заслуживаем ли мы этого [Do we deserve this]?” This. The possibility of getting out of this mess. Of legally washing your hands of the blood, even if the stains would stick around.
A part of you, long buried since the ‘40s, says that you do. It promises that you weren’t in control, that neither of you would have done this out of your own volition.
But it’s so much easier to take the blame. If you’ve grown so used to the heavy darkness, then who will you be when it’s lifted?
And you hate that you can’t answer.
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It’s late that night when you finally turn in. Locking the door, you drop your covers.
You grab pajamas and tug the curtains shut, hand grazing Steve’s as he turns on the TV. Bucky’s sitting on the bed and is definitely staring at the former’s ass. Not that you can blame him.
With a knowing smile, you run a hand through his hair. You feel a presence behind you, and a kiss planted right between your wings. You sigh, exhaling the stress of the day.
“None of that was your fault,” Steve whispers. It hurts to hear. When he’s met with silence, he patiently reiterates himself. “None of it.”
“That man from the trial, I remember the… the victim,” Bucky mumbles. “He told us he had a son. Not that it did anything for him.”
Nodding, you close your eyes as the memory washes over you.
A well-dressed man kneels on an ornate carpet. Your bow is drawn. He holds up a framed picture, pleading in strangled gasps. You loose the glowing arrow as the Winter Soldier holds him up by the throat.
“Is that what you were saying earlier?” the blond asks. The Russian. Reluctantly, you translate your worries to him.
“Do we deserve this?”
It stuns him.
“Yes, you do. You deserve to heal, to be happy,” he chokes out. Steve won’t admit how horrible it is to watch the both of you like this. So worn down and unsure. You never used to doubt yourself, always confident in your skills and wants.
But now you’re blaming yourself for murders you were forced to commit.
Bucky clenches his fist. “They took so much.” There’s no need for elaboration. “We’re not the same people we were back then, Stevie. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be.” He takes the brunet’s hand. “You two are everything I want and all of the reasons I want it. None of us are the same.”
Slowly absorbing his words, the three of you lay down on the large bed, arranging for Bucky to be in the middle. Normally, that’s your spot, but you’re more than willing to abdicate for tonight.
“You’re too smart for your own good,” you chuckle, kissing Steve’s forehead before burrowing into Bucky’s side. Gently running your hand over the web of scars surrounding his shoulder, you allow your powers to flow for the first time in weeks.
A dim glow travels around the veins, casting golden light on the silver prosthetic. Even the residual power calms you as you trace small circles. When the nerves are a bit less inflamed, you stop, and he takes your hand, pressing his lips to your palm.
Steve mimics his motion on his metal hand, never batting an eye when it whirs and shifts.
“Love you both,” Bucky whispers. You parrot it back, the dim light of the TV casting a blue glow on you.
The blond speaks, muffled by his pillow. “Whatever happens, whenever it happens, we’ll face it together, okay?”
You link pinkies with both of them in succession.
“Deal.”
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“Whatever” ended up being the final trial, and “whenever” ended up being four days from then. Tony’s legal team had dragged in a large screen and started up HYDRA footage for the jury.
Even if they’d warned you in advance, you hated watching yourself succumb to the trigger words. It was almost as bad as watching Bucky do the same.
As your screams echoed through the room, many in the jury turned away. Not that you could blame them; it was a grisly sight. Tubes stuck out of your arms and the empty look in your eyes bored through any screen or recording.
But now it was time for the final verdict. You hung on every word, wings fluttering as a representative of the jury stepped forwards.
Her opening speech flies over your head, but then, she turns to you with a small smile.
“We, the members of the jury, find the defendants-“
Ross still has a smug grin on his face, but his confidence all drops away.
“-Not guilty.”
Your hands fly to cover your mouth, eyes watering as the trial concludes. Many reporters are clapping, and the judge offers a polite nod to the three of you before exiting.
You, Bucky, and Steve are instantly in the middle of a group hug, even as Vision awkwardly hovers around.
“We can get you two to Wakanda, T’Challa promised that his sister could help with getting those trigger words out of your heads,” Tony begins, still mid-hug.
Nat rolls her eyes. “Tony-“
“And once that’s done we can get you training, and even start missions if you feel comfortable,” he continues.
The redhead grabs him by the shirt, tugging him away and ushering the rest of the team with her.
“Let the lovebirds have their moment,” she chuckles once they get far enough away.
Sam runs right into the billionaire as he stops in his tracks.
“Lovebirds? What?”
Back in the courtroom, the three of you are still soaking in what this means for you.
“What do you guys want to do first, now that you aren’t enemies of the state?” Steve asks, leaning against a bench.
“I wanna go on a road trip,” Bucky hums. “Take a break before everything goes crazy.”
You nod. “Yeah, we could go down to the Grand Canyon like you always wanted.”
“You could fly it; that’d be cool,” he agrees.
The blond shakes his head. “You two are such nerds.”
Shrugging you stand to stretch from your seat. “You love us.”
Damn you and how right you are. He does. He loves you both a lot. And maybe now he can show it.
“Yeah, and I’d love to be able to kiss you two right now.” But it’s too public, and neither of you are ready. Or so he thinks.
“What, you want to tell everyone?” Bucky asks.
Steve blushes a bit. “Well- maybe not here, at the courthouse? That seems a bit… much.”
“Since when have you been one for subtlety?” you snort. “The only way you could be more noticeable is if you wore a traffic cone on your head.”
He falls silent, and you and Bucky exchange a look.
“Listen,” the latter begins. “We’re both comfortable with it if you are.” The last thing any of you want to do is push the others over their limits.
He thinks, really thinks about it, and steels his resolve. The three of you have waited long enough. “I’m ready.”
You entwine hands with Steve in the middle, and make your way to the front doors of the courthouse. The team is waiting, and Nat, Sam, Wanda, and Clint sport knowing grins. Tony looks a bit pale.
The crowd is bigger than usual today. More signs, more cameras.
“We didn’t really map out the logistics of this, did we?” Steve whispers. Bucky, apparently done with waiting, grabs him by the collar and pulls him in.
When they part for air, the brunet whispers, “Fuck logistics,” before Steve leans to kiss you, gently holding your face in his hands.
The crowd only screams louder, and, in a subtle bit of one-uppery that you recognize in Bucky instantly, he dips you in his kiss.
When you center yourself back in reality, the team is excitedly hurrying up to you. You can’t find it in yourself to give a shit about the crowd. Whether they’re clapping or screaming obscenities, they’re just background noise.
Wanda comes up to you, and without any warning, pulls you into another hug. Chuckling, you pat her back while listening to Tony rave.
“So, you three-“
“Yes, us three,” Steve interrupts.
Stark blinks for a moment. “Wait, you’ve all been sleeping on your tiny-ass bed?”
You shrug. “A queen bed is hardly tiny. We only had a full sized one back in our old apartment.”
“Yeah, but the three of you weren’t all squeezing on that one with your ten-foot wings and the extra inches on Cap,” Sam says.
You can see the gears turning in Tony’s head, but leave him to his scheming. Peter’s equally excited, shaking in place. Or that could be the energy drink he had. You weren’t sure.
“Scott, are you crying?” Rhodey asks over the crowd. The man sniffles before squeaking out, “No! I’m just… Ok yeah I’m crying.”
The rattling of the barriers is your cue to head out. Some of the crowd are pressing past the guards as you pass by.
An elderly man catches your eye, smiles, and tips his hat before disappearing in the throng of people.
Once in the bus again, you take your usual spot with your boys.
“You sure know how to stir up a crowd,” you laugh, taking Steve’s hand.
Bucky grins. “He’s been doing that since those USO tours-“
“Hey! You promised you wouldn’t bring those up,” the blond whines.
“They were really entertaining,” you hum. “Especially the first time I saw you and yelled at you in front of the whole camp.”
He only grumbles, placating when Bucky kisses his forehead and struggles to not laugh more.
“We’re sorry, we’re sorry,” he manages, smiling. You agree, gently tapping him with one wing.
Despite promising not to tease him further, you don’t let up until you get back to the compound, happily retiring to your rooms to change out of the stuffy formal wear.
You’re tugging on some pajama shorts when two arms wrap around you. One metal, one warm.
“Pasăre [bird].” You hum, leaning into the touch.
“Hi, Jamie.”
“‘M tired,” he whispers. You reach up to run a hand through his hair.
“You’re always either tired or hyper, love.” He shrugs, awkward due to your wings blocking the movement of his arms.
You hear familiar footsteps heading down the hallway. “Steve,” Bucky calls.
“Yeah?” The blond has a few bowls of fruit in his arms. “Figured you two were tired.”
“That’s what we were just saying.” You pluck a small orange from the bowl, peeling it slowly. “I think we should ask Shuri about it when we head down.”
“When’ll that be?” he asks. You shrug, discarding a spiral of orange peel in the bowl.
“I’m pretty happy with hanging around for a while,” Bucky says, laying down beside you two on the bed and taking an apple slice. He carefully avoids your wings from where you’re laying on your back.
You pop an orange slice free and pass it to Steve, and as you do so, notice a small cut on his finger.
Taking his hand, you roll over. “What did you do now?” you ask. It’s a tiny cut. Hardly worse than a paper cut.
“Nicked myself on the apple slicer. Turns out Nat sharpens the kitchen tools in her free time, ‘just in case’, whatever that means.” You chuckle.
“May I?”
He nods.
As you work, Steve watches you. He’s always done a lot of observing. It’s how he got good at art, how he got good at strategizing, and, eventually, leading.
He’s never seen a close-up of your powers on him. The last time you used them on him, he was, to be blunt, dying on the banks of the Potomac.
He knows that Bucky knows your powers well. They’re like a safe space for him. They provide memories that aren’t just the cold walls of HYDRA.
But they’re new to Steve. The first thing he notices is how your hands move. With Wanda’s powers, her hands are tense and shaking. The sheer force of the power she holds looks almost painful.
Your hands twist and bend in fluid motions, and though they have the slightest tremble, the differences are like night and day.
The second thing he notices is, well, the powers themselves. The only magic he’s encountered is Thor’s and Wanda’s. Maybe Vision, if the Mind Stone counts. All of their powers radiate a humming noise. It crackles and reminds you of their destructive force.
Your powers are silent. And they almost bloom from your hands. The gold light floats into small shapes, before fading away. When the light touches the cut, the skin sews itself back together.
“…Wow,” he breathes out. You tilt your head.
“What?”
He holds up his hand. “‘What?’? You just healed my hand, sweetheart, I’d say that warrants a ‘wow’.”
“Or two,” Bucky cuts in, pecking Steve’s hand from over your shoulder. You grin when the latter blushes, the slowly setting sun barely peeking through the curtains.
The three of you are tangled together, talking in hushed voices as your hands trail over each other.
Maybe you’re tired all the time now. Maybe the nightmares come every night and the public deems you a killer. And maybe they’re right in some ways.
But you have your boys the way you wanted them all this time. You have a little room and friends who care about you and two bowls of fruit and a TV that you only watch documentaries and cooking shows on.
And you think that that more than makes up for it.
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violentviolette · 1 year
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What are some good examples of finding a solution that accommodates all parties when it comes to conflicting needs? Like, how would that look like? 
@birdbombs714
i felt like this deserved its own seperate post since the other was getting a bit long so im answering it here
the specifics of things are always going to vary by person and situation, and sometimes there isnt a solution thats possible that accomadates everyone and thats also okay. the important bit in learning to navigate conflicting needs is that both parties are entitled to their emotions without placing blame and responsibility for those emotions onto the other person
so going off some of the examples i gave in my other post, say ur partner needs a lot of alone time but u require a lot of interaction. one potential solution that accomodates both ur needs is that u get interaction elsewhere and hang out with friends a lot. ur partner isnt shamed, blamed or treated like they're denying u something by needing a lot of alone time and u respect their needs by giving it to them. while also respecting and acknowleging that u require a lot more social interaction and will therefore fill that time with other people and friends and be busy often. both of ur needs are treated as equally valid and deserving of being met, and u acknowlege where its okay for the other person to not be the one meeting ur needs
to use the example where a friend has a new interest that u dont share, and talking about it with them becomes annoying for u. it's reasonable to ask that they talk about other things when they talk to u, but that also comes with acknowleging that their need to indulge in things they enjoy is just as important and valid and so as a result, they might spend more time talking with other people who do enjoy hearing about that interest or share it with them. and it's okay for that to make u a bit sad or to miss them, and if u want u can take steps to make up that time, maybe by indulging more in a different interst u share or making more of an effort to do other things with them, but the important bit is the acknowlegement that neither of u are in the wrong for ur feelings and any negative emotions that might arise from the situation are no ones fault and dont mean that either of u care any less about the other
and then there are times when ur needs conflict and it isnt possible to reach a solution that works for everyone and that is also okay and doesnt mean that either person is at fault or to blame. in the example where two people that are living together keep completely different schedules and hours and cant find a compromise, then the answer is sometimes that that situation cant be remedied and the solution is that those two people cant live together. this doesnt make either of them bad people or shitty roommates or in the wrong, it just means they aren't compatible in that way and thats okay. they can still love and care for one another and no one is at fault for the living situation having to change
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Okay! Actual ranch au question time - until the ranch is expanded, who is sleeping where? Because that seems like absolute chaos. Also like. Which of them struggle the most adjusting and in what ways? Not just the why, but the little things they do that make it obvious. I guess maybe even what little things all of them carry over from their befores? (Sorry just... rambling whatever things that came to mind)
just like when they were adventuring, they pretty much settle wherever ! most of the time that involves a big cuddle pile in the living room <3 it's basically turned into a glorified guest bedroom for a while until time can get to planning the expansions and getting help from all of them to build them. the boys r used to sleeping like that anyway, so they don't mind it at all—they missed each other after being separated, so cuddling is always nice
it Is chaos though. a living room is smaller than an entire clearing they might've set up camp in during their journey. their bags and shoes take up like an entire fourth of the kitchen where the front door is, and u better believe the kitchen is very crowded during meal time GVIEAGYV they basically have to remodel the Entire house—they're accommodating for 8 extra people after all! plus,, time and malon only have one bathroom when the boys first start living there . winces in sympathy
all of them struggle to adjust a little, some more than others. legend is So very not used to just,,,, lounging around. he's not used to staying in one place, and he's Definitely not used to not spending all of a precious break preparing for the next day of traveling. he struggles to sit still and get into that mindset of just,, relaxing and living. he seems rly tense and unwilling to let his guard down for a while before he's able to truly let himself lounge around
it's a bit jarring for wars to not have Anything pressing to do as well. he's,,, Always doing smth, whether that be tending to his troops back "home," finishing up paperwork, going to meetings, makin sure the chain is alright,,, u name it. he's a rly busy guy. so now that he's just....... sitting here ..............................doing fuck all, it's very odd for him. he's almost Forgotten how to relax
wars sticks himself to odd jobs around the ranch; old projects time had that never got done, touching up the house, Cleaning the house, helping w the horses. time Knows what he's doing (the fear of being thrown out is still fresh in wars' mind,,, time hates that that's been drilled into him so ruthlessly growing up). and he Knows that wars will lose his marbles if he has nothing to do, so time ends up givin him,, Simple jobs . jobs that won't utterly destroy his still-young bones, but will still occupy him
after a Long while—many reassurances and the chain being ever so patient— wars manages to,, unlearn that lesson, at least a little bit. he stops being paranoid abt abandonment when he takes a day to just relax, and even though it's not a straight shot to recovery and wars definitely has days where he buries himself in work and acts like they'll instantly kick him out if he doesn't do the dishes, he's getting there. he takes up reading a lot again :) and even starts writin that book he'd always wanted to
sky has to adjust to living On Ground . he walks outside and surprisingly isn't in vague danger from falling off an island and to his death, and that's . an adjustment GVIYEAGV he misses touching the clouds. his favorite spot to hang out is on top of the roof where he can feel the wind a bit better. he naps there
wind misses the sea and his family, but rly he takes the change quite well. he's finally back to Being a Kid and,, sliding down the hall on socked feet and stealing cookies from malon's trays and annoying (/aff) his brothers relentlessly <3 a chunk of his childhood was kinda stolen away right along w his sister, but maybe bein here will allow him to make up for at least some of it
another who takes the change in stride is twi :) living on a ranch is definitely in his comfort zone and he loves staying there—absolutely adores giving a helping hand and tending to the animals. i think the strangest part for him is Living With Time . he's past the shell-shock of it by now, of course, but he's still aware it's so so strange . if Future Twi had come to Past Him during his journey and pointed to the Hero's Shade and said "that'll be ur father figure and you'll live on a nice lil ranch together w all ur homies" twi would have thought the weird fog permeating the realm he'd been put in was eating away at his braincells.
can't think of anything else for the other boys atm, but i do know that it's an adjustment for All of them to see time so,, peaceful and happy. once he has everybody together and settled down, no more dangers threatening the lives of his kids, he'sSo fucking relieved. the first morning after everybody is there is such a surreal experience. it's their first breakfast in a home that may just be permanent for once, and hearin all the chaos of 10 people in a small kitchen and his family playfully shoving each other to get to the ketchup, he just Smiles . it's the noisiest breakfast him and malon have ever experienced and yet they Cherish the sound
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wndaswife · 8 months
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I think with the way you’re describing her, ALL of us are starting to have an indirect crush on work milf…. Literally rooting for you so hard 💪🏻
oh really!!!!!!! okay :3 i will indulge because i like her so much :3
she is an outdoorsy person, she goes on lots of walks n hikes with her dog!! she is outdoorsy but not in a super sporty way tho she did play volleyball n basketball when she was younger, i’d say it’s more of a personal freedom and makes her feel recharged way when she’s outside
she has two cats also, there is this video i kept replaying when she sent it to me with her cat laying on her chest pawing at her wanting pets and GRRRRR her voice is so sweet and i just crumble inwards when she laughs she soooo <333
i just think she is the perfect blend of everything , i think she is smart and sensitive and can hold her own but can be very soft with u! my supervisor does not like that she just doesn’t seem to like being told what to do and is a bit stubborn and from his work pov i get it but i think it’s hot n entertaining… but i fear making her annoyed 😭 tho i think she tries to be accommodating for me teehee bc im only 5
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trickstarbrave · 10 months
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what do you mean by ""reylo dynamic""??
okay. first thing to understand is when i say "reylo dynamic" in a ship or pairing or style of writing romance it isnt unique to reylo. a lot of popular fandoms have some variation of "the reylo dynamic" its just reylo has popularized and kind of mass marketed what used to be a niche fandom ship dynamic so its what i call it as shorthand
The Reylo Dynamic™ usually has specific traits (note: it does not need to have all of these, just a significant amount). canon characterization does not matter either, all it comes down to is the fandom portrayal of the ship by and large (think dramoine and kacchako). the only hardline one is this:
>spunky female character (usually protag of the story) who is at least a little combative with the male lead, and a male lead who is otherwise grumpy/brooding/mysterious
for the common traits:
>female lead is usually brown haired, shorter, with emphasis on being petite and small. idk why even reylo stories they do this even tho daisy ridley isnt that short???
>male lead is usually dark haired and typically described as "unconventionally attractive" exactly
>female lead usually has to prove herself or feels like she has to prove herself. like. as a big thing. it can be one big moment or her constantly feeling like shes being condescended to for some perceived weakness (like: being a woman, being small, not knowing how to control magic powers, whatever). important thing to note is she will often not get over this until like the very end of the story if ever
>usually bc this dynamic can be hard to accommodate for and write around (bc the two romantic leads DONT WANT TO BE AROUND EACH OTHER) there is usually some kind of plot contrivance keeping them together. fated lovers, soul mates, class project, you name it. i feel this is usually a cop out bc i spend most of the plots feeling like they should just fuck and get it over with
>there is almost always miscommunication. and the annoying kind. every time i have tried to suffer thru a story with The Reylo Dynamic™ in novel format i find myself annoyed. bc i dont believe most of the time this is a real, normal, very human break down of communication. i constantly feel like one of them is being an unreasonable or frankly stupid brat in the situation purely for the sake of plot convenience. do you know how dumb it is to see a woman who has lost her job, her only friend, her boyfriend, and her mom get told by some hot guy "hey due to circumstances outside of ur control that i dont blame u for we have to get married also im rich and will take care of ur every need and im not asking for romance i just need magic powers back of mine that u technically have and if u dont marry me they'll also go out of control and kill you" and the woman. is mad and pissy abt it and deliberately makes problems for him. bitch u were at rock bottom and this guy is offering u free rent and food and answers to all the questions you had since chapter 1. and ur mad abt it. theres no moral objections she has to him she's just annoyed bc????????????? i guess she is being asked to do something????????? bc she doesnt wanna look weak?????????? bc shes cranky??????????????? i dont know. id cut her some slack to start with but she just keeps deliberately antagonizing him until they fuck. i gave up reading it was a slog
>lots of bickering and jabs at the other. depending on the rating of the story this will only be resolved with hatefucking. even then it usually wont fully be resolved. while i am a fan of hatefucking there is smth abt how much of a slog it is to watch it in the reylo dynamic bc of the next point:
>usually the author never commits to them having a real, genuine, non-imagined reason to being combative with each other or hating each other, NOR having a real, genuine, non-imagined reason to be together and make it work and be happy. they live in this limbo between dislike. a constant "will they wont they" but instead of the will they or wont they in question being hooking up its instead if they will break up or not. it's like watching a very incompatible couple refuse to work things out by talking and sorting through their own issues AND refusing to just break up and see other ppl more compatible. id rather there be genuine dislike or even hatred they have to sort thru and actually make progress in. dont half ass making a guy horrible. give me a reason why the mc hates him. or if it is imagined by the mc, show the mc processing it properly and working thru it and having proper character growth. but they dont bc the bickering is part of the appeal and making one or both of them genuinely bad ppl breaks the fantasy. or smth.
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