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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 day

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Aita for not telling my friend that her husband is gay and cheating on her for months after I found out?

Okay so I really don't know what the right move would have been in this situation and I feel really bad about it.

So I, 28(f) have two childhood friends who I'll call Rose (28f) and Matt (28m). Rose and Matt started dating in school, married quickly after that and have been together for years. It had been a really fairytale relationship and honestly I was really jealous of their relationship for a long time, before this situation started.

So I was hanging out with a friend who didnt know Matt and Rose, who we'll call Ben (30m). We were chilling together and he got a grindr notification. We like to share like who were talking to, what the plans are etc and he showed me this guy he'd matched with and it was Matt. I freaked out, Ben was like "hey maybe theyve got an open relationship and you don't know" I was skeptical but I had to admit that there was a small possibility that was the case. Ben sent me screenshots of Matt's profile and their texts and I arranged to hang out with Matt by himself the next week.

So when we hung out I confronted him about it with the screenshots and he broke down and told me the truth. He's gay, he's known he was gay since he was 13ish, and he's terrified of his, very conservative, family finding out. I asked him if Rose knew, and he confirmed that she didn't and he's been telling her that he's visiting family/other friends and instead meeting guys from Grindr to sleep with.

I was trying to balance my support for him, because I really felt for him and his inner turmoil being closeted for so long - I'm bi myself and it took me a long time to feel comfortable sharing my sexuality with people - and my anger for him cheating on Rose. I was also concerned because he was just meeting randos and sleeping with them with nobody knowing where he was, like bad shit could happen and nobody would know. We talked for over 5 hours going over all aspects of the situation, and by the end of it he said that he was going to come clean to Rose and tell her the truth and theyd figure out what to do from there.

Matt never told her. I waited for two months before I pressed the issue because, well that's a huge thing to talk about and I didn't want to pester him any more that it needed to be pressed. But after two months, he hadn't said anything and I was like "hey, she needs to know about this. You have no idea if youve given her any stis from the number of people you've slept with. She needs to know." He said he was going to tell her when he got home. He didn't.

In fact, Matt never told her willingly. Two weeks after I confronted him for the second time, a different friend came across him on Grindr in an unconnected situation, and he sent the screenshot straight to Rose without talking to Matt first. She immediately left him. She got an sti test and he had given her gonorrhoea.

They're getting a divorce. His family is incredibly homophobic, so Rose and Matt have agreed that they will gender swap who he cheated with when talking to his family (I.e., admitting he was using dating apps to cheat and the number of times he'd cheated but claiming that all of that was with woman rather than men). Since then they haven't spoken and Rose has been staying with her family.

I've told her all of my side of what happened and while she understands why I spoke to Matt first, she says she's upset that I didn't tell her at the same time, as gonorrhoea usually takes about two weeks to develop in the system and she (direct quote) "might have walked away with a shred of dignity if I wasn't peeing fire while i come to terms with being a useful idiot."

I feel dreadful. Obviously the blame really lies with Matt for giving her gonorrhoea in the first place but I can't help but feel responsible for not telling her when it was clear he wasn't going to do it by himself.

Aita?

#aita #am i the asshole

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essektheylyss · 2 days

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There are some really fun resonances between this exchange from 3x95:

Ashton: If things go wrong, are we gonna see you out there fighting? When things go wrong. Astrid: If they come to me, yes. Ashton: They'll eventually be coming to anyone.

and this one from 2x98:

Caduceus: And when the Dynasty finds out that there's another artifact— Essek: They cannot. Caduceus: When they find out.

And it does make me wonder how much Astrid and Essek, either consciously or subconsciously, compare themselves against the other. Astrid of course points out that she is now a fugitive just like him, and he is clearly displeased, which can likely be attributed mostly to her outing of him to the Hells, but probably also in part because of the reminder.

But it is interesting to compare them because they both exist upon the same spectrum of ideas—that they could control their own position, that they could outplay Ludinus, that they could do better by going it alone.

Does Essek recognize here that if this is played right, Astrid could return to some facsimile of her life, and does he loathe and envy her for that? Does Astrid understand that Essek has pushed himself out of a family that nonetheless still exists, but that he can't go back to, and does she disdain him for that?

Both of them have permanently broken their own ties with their families in different ways, but Essek's actions have pushed him out of his comfort zone, while Astrid's have only served to pull her further into hers. Against all odds, she has not destroyed her safety net so completely that she cannot fall back on it even now, whereas Essek could not have survived at all if he hadn't been willing to rely on the friends he'd made.

I don't think it's an accident, then, that he realized so quickly after the Nein left him to his own devices that he had to run to the Dynasty—it was only about a week after the peace talks concluded that he would've left for Eiselcross. But Astrid is still of the mind that her life is salvageable, so even though she is in hiding, she has remained still fairly close to her home and certainly still within the Empire.

This isn't to say she's incorrect for this assessment, nor do I think Essek is inherently correct for his. In fact, I don't know that Essek would have left and subsequently been willing to take the risks of joining the Nein against Lucien or even assisting the Accord against Ludinus if such immediately untenable circumstances hadn't finally pushed him to do so.

Really, it just serves to highlight how similar they are in terms of pride, in their own belief in their ability to control their circumstances, that it takes well beyond a credible threat to the foundation upon which they stand (or float, as it were) before either of them are willing to act.

#cr spoilers #essek thelyss #astrid becke #critical role #cr meta #I feel like I've definitely touched on a couple of these points in the past but I do think these lines alone are so fun

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ffsg0jo · 1 day

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i am taking requests and writing fics for gaza. check the linked post out to find out more !!

someone like ijichi isn't supposed to be with someone like you. you're the kindest and loveliest person he knows. always enveloped in an aura of warmth and comfort; everyone loved you. the students, the teachers, even the higher ups at the very least somewhat respected you. you're absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. everything about you screamed beautiful, inside and out.

and ijichi? well, he's more just drop-dead.

your presence lights up rooms, and your laughter sparks joy in even the coldest of hearts. your beauty was enough to launch ten thousand ships. you would've been perfect with someone like gojo, who's exuberant and lively. or even nanami whose steadfastness and maturity would've allowed you to flourish. instead, you were stuck with him. just boring, jittery ijichi.

he feels selfish, holding onto you so tightly. ijichi doesn't know what miracles he performed in his previous life to deserve you, but if death took him by the hand, his other would be grasping yours, refusing to let go.

you love him, of this he is certain. how can he not believe you when you hold him so tenderly under the pale moonlight. you're unashamed in the way you flaunt your love, the way you flaunt him.

he's never believed himself to be special, quite the opposite, in fact, but the way your eyes shine when you look at him, he feels like he's the only man on earth. he's suddenly orpheus, navigating through the hell that is earth, just to see you smile once more.

he doesn't quite believe he's all yours at times, and you, his. ijichi fears he can't give you the love you deserve, but in the name of everything that's holy, he'll never stop loving you. and if there's a life after this one, he'll wait for you and love you then, too.

at the end of every incredibly exhausting day, he comes home, almost falling into your welcome arms. he sighs and kisses every bit of skin he can reach. every inch of his body finally relaxes into his sweet homeland. an eternal bliss radiating through his body.

he's finally returned to his ithaca.

i am taking requests and writing fics for gaza. check the linked post out to find out more !!

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flowergirlzz · 2 days

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Hello I'm here with an idea. I frequently have panic attacks and thought. What if you make a Simon or Roach x anxiety or panic attack reader fluff comfort.

you slam the door shut behind you the second you step into the warm house, a heavy exhale leaving your mouth as a reminder that you can relax now, you're home.

a stressful week had triggered your recurring anxiety. something you had never really been able to completely get rid off. it crept up when you least expected it with thoughts that seemed to be nearly impossible to ignore, almost mimicking cells in the way it appeared so natural that the thoughts automatically duplicated and spread all over, tricking both your brain and your body into thinking that something is wrong. the underlying feeling of nervousness, fear and a bunch of "what ifs" taking over your mind and pushing every rational thought aside.

you had managed to ignore the anxiety that had piled on and on throughout the week, telling yourself that you had no other choice but to suck it up and live with it even though there was nothing you wanted to do more than to lay down in bed and sleep for a month or two, solely to get a break from the negative thoughts, racing heart and clenching jaw.

the anxiety rarely stopped all by itself and instead built up and became more prominent, harder to contain. especially when you suppressed it instead of giving it an outlet, which you had not done in a while is what you recall as you kick your shoes off and head into the kitchen to grab a glass of water to hopefully calm yourself down a bit.

your heart only increases and your breath starts hitching as you stand in the too quiet kitchen, alone. all alone. which is the last thing you need right now, and you know it. so you do the only thing you can think of and pull your phone out of your pocket with now trembling hands. dialing. ringing. not even two seconds go by before he picks up.

"hey love I was jus-"

"can you come over?" you interrupt simon before he gets to finish his sentence. your eyes now filling with tears that threaten to spill.

simon immediately hears the panic in your voice, knows you too well to be able to miss it.

"what's wrong? did something happen?" his own voice switching from relaxed to serious and concerned.

"I can't calm myself down" you continue in between quick small breaths, going from 0 to 100 real quick.

"I'll be there in 5, stay on the phone with me"

when simon enters the house exactly five minutes later he immediately scans anything and everything his sight reaches, his instincts kicking in, before making his way to your bedroom with definite steps.

upon slowly opening the door to your bedroom he finds you lying curled up in a ball on the bed, back facing him and sobs escaping your mouth. there were few things in life that simon hated more than seeing you upset and if he could he would take all the pain you had ever felt away from you. in a heartbeat.

you feel the bed dip with his heavy weight as he scoots his way over to embrace your distressed form in his arms.

"I've got you love, it'll be alright" he whispers into your hair with closed eyes almost as if it hurt him seeing you hurt. his arms only bringing you closer to him like a silent promise of "you're not alone", "I'm here". you could feel simons steady breathing going up and down his chest on your back and his hands gently caressing your skin. his calm demeanor a big contrast to your own anguished one.

"I'm sorry" you manage to get out between sobs, guilt making its way to your already packed mind. an old habit of yours that you knew was unnecessary. you weren't bothering simon. in fact he wanted nothing but to help you and you knew this, had been through this with him many times before. you had learned to accept his help, to let him in instead of shutting him out, to talk about what you were feeling or going through.

"none of that" simon responds, his voice still just a whisper.

"try matching my breathing"

and you do. although not being able to completely relax or let go of the thoughts spiraling in your mind, you try matching your breathing to his, focusing on the way he holds you in his warm embrace, making you feel safer than you did anywhere else in this world, knowing that they would always do so. keep you safe

"that's it love" simon says when he feels your breath start to calm down and your sobs turn into quiet crying.

maybe you would want to talk about what you were feeling.

maybe you would just want to fall asleep in simons comforting presence.

whatever it was and however long it took to get there, he would still be there holding you, whispering reassuring words into your ear and making you feel seen, heard.

"I'm here"

#cod x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #call of duty #cod fanfic

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denny-artsss · 2 days

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How abouth you...

Make some more ribbun scenarios? Hmm?

*takes moni* now we talking

...............

Gangle: *walks up to Ragatha to comfort her, as she sees her being upset*

*they both talk for a while until Ragatha feels better, while Jax watches from a distance*

Gangle: *after making sure Ragatha is okay, she leaves to go in her room, only to find Jax in there* what are you doing in here again?

Jax: I saw you comforting dollface a few moments ago. How sweet of you really, so sweet it gives me digital diabetes.

Gangle: *raises an eyebrow* jealous?

Jax: what? NO. *crosses his arms*

Gangle: Then why are you bringing that up? And yes, I'm just gonna completely ignore the fact you keep stalking me like a lunatic.

Jax: BECAUSE! I want you to do the same thing to me. She seemed to feel better so-

Gangle: same thing? You mean- comfort you?

Jax: Obviously.

Gangle: I mean- you're kinda the main reason anyone here is in need of comfort in the first place, so ... what would you need comfort for?

Jax: Oh, like having your whole life being taken away from you, turned into a silly game, fearing abstraction daily, having to act happy so you'll belive you have nothing to fear anymore and mask your true emotions is nothing to need comfort for.

Gangle: Oh my God Jax- do you really feel that way?

Jax: no I was just reading from your diary *holds it up*

Gangle: *snatches it from him* just tell me why you need comfort!

Jax: I'm trying to find a good reason! Give me some time damn it!

Gangle: Jax. You don't need to find a good reason. Just tell me THE reason.

Jax: I feel like everyone hates me

Gangle: that is because everyone hates you

Jax: thanks for the comfort.

Gangle: I know you don't care about if people like you or not. Tell me the real reason.

Jax: THAT IS THE REAL REASON! I just want to have one person who likes me so I can have someone to use to my advantage! That will always take my side. Is that so hard to believe?

Gangle: no. It isn't. Not when you put it this way. Thing is you can't just USE people. They will eventually leave if you mistreat them. I wish you'd understand that.

Jax: Well, Caine uses us, and we can't really leave.

Gangle: well- he- doesn't do it with Evil intent- I'm sure.

Jax: Wow, ribbons, you suck! You're supposed to validate everything I say.

Gangle: *looks at him with an annoyed expression* I can give you a hug if you want

Jax: I don't need a hug. What am I? 5 years old?

Gangle: suit yourself-

Jax: *hugs her tightly* Don't tell anyone about this.

Gangle: *hugs him back* like this is something I wanna brag about.

#the amazing digital circus #tadc #gangle #jax #ribbun #jax x gangle #ragatha tadc

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morningstarwrites · 3 days

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I have realized that my awkwardness allergy comment the other day may have come off the wrong way, so in an attempt to remedy that I'm gonna list everything that was SO GOOD about the last chapter.

Niffty getting a "disguise". What little description you gave I imagine her twirling in an Alice-style pinafore. Now I wanna draw American McGee Niffty, blue dress and bloody knife. Also the Cherub being so accepting and nice to her? Great.

Emily. Just everything about Emily, I love her. Especially with Lucifer. I adore her being super chill about him fucking up her name and I need more of that in this fandom. EMILY & LUCIFER BONDING!!! And her genuinely calling him beautiful and him not getting it? Ow my fucking heart. Even more when Alastor seems to notice Lucifer doesn't get it and I just imagine him being struck by a hint of jealousy at the compliment, and then immense frustration that Lulu is so clearly oblivious to how lovely he is. Delicious.

Alastor having boosted Lulu's confidence in his wings? Alastor KEEPING THE FEATHER? T^T Also I lose my shit every time you bring something back from previous chapters. Not enough people do that shit in their writing and it is wonderful.

Alastor being absolutely haunted by Angel's little comment lol. All while knowing that Lucifer, while likely aware of the implication, was not at all thinking about it when he did it. This being of Pure Temptation having the most innocent thoughts behind a perceived lewd act is amazing and adorable and I fucking love it.

Them bickering over ice cream because Alastor is a little shit I love how dumb they are.

Angel's FUCKING ACRONYM lmao because he would.

Alastor being comfortable enough overall with Lucifer to be willing to pretend to make out with him in public despite wanting to crawl out of his skin at the concept? iofhihisifoishuoisdh

How goddamn smooth Lucifer is when putting on a performance of seduction. He is THE Original Temptation and I love it. And him still being mindful of Alastor's comfort and not actually kissing him? AAAAAAAAA 1000% better than if he'd actually kissed him this gives me life. Beauty incarnate in words.

Lucifer finding Alastor's anxious-unxperienced-yet-smooth flirtation incredibly hot and then being startled by the thought despite, y'know, everything else that's happened. XD Can't blame him since the number of relationships he's had can be counted on one hand if not one finger, but he's so internally oblivious I cannot.

"Have you been doing this with other people?" Alastor actually being somehow surprised that this millennia-old, gorgeous, adorable eldritch being, known for THE first temptation into sin, fucks? Despite the blatant evidence in Charlie's existence? And being upset about it? And additionally feeling like he needs to know about Lucifer's sexual history for...reasons? Possessive much? XDDDD

And then being stunned silent at the suggestion and likely realization that he is, in fact, jealous, and probably still not knowing why? And Lucifer's oblivious teasing and then absolute confusion and awkwardness when Alastor DOESN'T DENY IT UGH had me kicking and screaming like a teenage girl.

And again, I'm hyper-sensitive to awkward so me being uncomfy isn't unexpected when Lucifer is by nature an awkward little bean. It can be a sign he's being written well! And your writing is so good that I keep coming back and I'm hoping I'm building up a tolerance. That would be good for me. ^^; I look forward to every Friday for this!

Anyway, hope you're having a marvelous day and you know your worth, that worth being AMAZING. okaybai

Aw were you worried? Thank you so much, I appreciate you clarifying your thoughts!

I love Emily, definitely want more of her! And THANK YOU, I have a million references to previous chapters - as I was trying to compile them into my Fun Facts section it just got too long so I couldn't include them all haha.

I'm a romantic so I want their first kiss to be really beautiful and meaningful!! Super thankful for your message. Very sweet of you 🥰

#radioapple #hazbin hotel #of saints and sinners #ao3 fanfic #osas #ask

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lychello · 2 days

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Headcannons on Dean Winchester falling for a male hunter reader, and how he would go about asking reader out?

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romance headcanons | d. winchester

pairing : dean winchester x hunter male reader

wc : approximately 450

a/n : hi i actually get so underwhelmed when people don't mention mentally ill character's mental illnesses in headcanons and especially when it comes to love so i'll take this question into my own hands to add some headcanons about it myself :3

content warnings : referenced trauma, dean's mental illness, anxious avoidant attachment, self sacrifice

at first dean doesn't comprehend that he likes you in a romantic way. sure, he's been comfortable around you for however long it's been since he developed feelings for you — but he doesn't process that it's romantic love.

in the first stages of crushing he finds himself gradually becoming weirder around you — his jokes start to get messy, his appearance becomes well thought out, and he reacts a lot more strongly to any of your joking flirts.

for months on end, after he realizes, he constantly acts hot and cold when talking to you. if you made him feel too much the first day, he'd distance himself the second subconsciously; then he'd return a day later because he misses the sound of your voice, or your random informal mannerisms he'd began to pick up on himself.

that doesn't mean he doesn't try to make it up to you. he always makes sure that you're okay, fed, happy; far more than anyone else he feels comfortable around.

a lot of the time when dean thinks about you, it's an overwhelming trip — most of the time ending up as a self sabotage attempt to save you from everything the world has already ripped away from him — "you can't get close to anyone because everyone you love is always lost" that's his mentality, even for hunters like yourself.

when it comes to dean being in love, it's not an easy trip. it takes a lot for dean to actually feel the emotion that is love; and when he does, it's full forward, but it is a gradual process for him.

after he comprehends that he should in fact ask you out, you'd find him reciting lines into his mirror over and over again, trying to perfect any line that comes across as blunt, discouraging, or even a turn off.

when it is time for him to actually confess his love, he can't really do it; at least not directly. he's been in denial about it for so long that he knows to say it directly is to ruin everything. he doesn't want to ruin the friendship you already have so he waits... and he waits... and he waits again...

eventually you notice and realize you're going to have to come forward yourself.

you do, and for sure he's excited. moreover he doesn't believe you at first, but you welcome him with open arms into vulnerability and he takes every chance at it, even if it is hesitant. because you love him —and he loves you more than you could ever live (or die) to understand.

#male reader #dean winchester x you #x male reader #supernatural #spn #dean winchester #dean winchester x male reader #headcanons #hc #romance #angst #hurt/comfort #lgbtq #bisexual #gay #queer

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whimsicallyenchantedrose · 2 days

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Season 4 Rewatch Drabbles: 4x2 White Out

(Gif not mine. I couldn't find who to attribute it to. If you're the creator, let me know, and I'll credit you.)

Summary: A series of 100-1000 word drabbles to accompany my rewatch of season 4 of Once Upon a Time. There will be a drabble–either a deleted scene, a “fix it” fic or a character musing for each episode of the season. Focus will be on Emma, Henry, the Charmings and Killian–with an emphasis on Captain Swan’s epic love story.

Word Count: 662

Tagging a few people who may be interested (Let me know if you want to be added or taken off the list): @sailormew4 @annaamell @flslp87 @emmateo26 @bethacaciakay

@ultraluckycatnd @effulgent-mind @ilovemesomekillianjones @brooke-to-broch

@missgymgirl @galadriel26 @the-lady-of-misthaven @charmingturkeysandwich

@jennjenn615 @laschatzi @kimmy46 @snowbellewells @iamanneenigma

@daxx04 @nickillian @gillie @britishguyslover @ginnyjinxedandhanshotritafirst

@kmomof4 @linda8084 @golfgirld @captain-swan-coffee @searchingwardrobes

@hollyethecurious @laughswaytoomuch @allyourdarlingswans @winterbaby89 @facesiousbutton82

@therooksshiningknight @lfh1226-linda @tiganasummertree @jrob64 @anmylica

@booksteaandtoomuchtv @i-will-sing-no-requiem @bluewildcatfanatic @laianely

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Emma had stopped shivering. Surely that was a bad sign. People who were dying of hypothermia stopped shivering, didn’t they? That, combined with the fact that the desire to go to sleep was overwhelming should have sent alarm bells going off in her head.

But she just didn’t even have the energy to care. She watched dispassionately as Elsa found her magic and began to slowly open a hole in the wall.

And then there they were, her father and her…well, whatever Killian was to her. Her father looked concerned, of course, but Killian, Killian looked frantic, devastated, like his whole world was about to crumble. He all but climbed into the ice wall himself to get to her.

A sudden warmth kindled inside her at the sight of him. When had anyone, anyone ever looked at her like that? Like she was their whole world? Like losing her was the most terrifying thing he could even imagine?

And so, as soon as she was out, as soon as she was free, as soon as she was in his arms, she hugged him back, as fiercely as her depleted, frozen strength would allow.

“You okay?” he murmured into her hair.

She nodded, too weak to voice a word.

Words had never been her strength anyway, so she used her actions instead. She cupped the back of his head–the same way her dad always did when he hugged her–pouring out all the reassurance and comfort she could muster.

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Killan’s heart gradually slowed to a normal rhythm. She was here, alive, in his arms, hugging him and nodding in answer to his questions. He felt the tears prickle the back of his eyes.

He’d been so afraid, so bloody terrified that he’d lost another woman he loved, and this time, he was sure he’d perish with her. He couldn’t lose her; couldn’t. It would more than devastate him. It would destroy him.

Her strength gave out and she sagged against him. In one quick swoop, he picked her up, one arm supporting her upper body and the other under her knees. She was free from immediate danger, but she was still perilously cold. He must get her to warmth, to safety.

And so he did. He carried her to her father’s vessel, held her as Charming drove through the streets of Storybrooke, warm air pouring from the vents of the vehicle. He carried her up to the loft, held her hand as her father and Elsa brought her a blanket, wrapped his arm around her..

When she laid her head on his shoulder and laced her fingers with his, he knew she’d accepted his comfort, knew she needed him as much as he needed her.

As her parents, her son and Elsa gradually went about their business, she turned to him. “Hey,” she said.

“Hello, yourself,” he responded with a gentle smile, wrapping his arm around her again, and gently rubbing her shoulder.

“Thanks for saving me,” she said simply.

His smile grew more tender, and he planted a gentle kiss against her temple. “It was Elsa who did that, love, and I suppose your father as well, as he was the one to talk her through it.”

“But you tried, you wanted to,” she countered.

“Aye,” he said. “Always.”

Emma smiled up at him, raising a still weak and frigid hand to cup his cheek. She said nothing more for long moments, but he could see it all in her eyes.

I’d save you too. I care about you too. I don’t know what I’d do without you either. It means everything to me that you’re here.

One day she’d say the words aloud, but for now, it was enough. For now, she was safe and in his arms, and he was never letting her go again.

When she quietly, almost hesitantly asked him to stay with her that night, he didn’t even hesitate.

There was nowhere in the world he’d rather be.

#season 4 rewatch drabbles #4x2 white out #captain swan fanfiction #hurt/comfort #my fanfiction #some of the most romantic CS moments of all time!

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kayentokk · 2 days

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Hey :) How are you doing?

Okay so, i wanted to request a platonic father Aizawa in which he is out patroling and he finds his teen daughter doing something ilegal with her friends or something like that.

Please and thankss :)

A/N; I’m okay thanks for asking! Love this idea, I’ve gotten many requests somewhat related to this lately actually! I’ll be posting those throughout the week. Also sorry it’s taken me a while to get to this! 🥲 I truly believe Aizawa is a girl dad and a softie parent.

Pairing; Platonic!Father Aizawa x Fem!Daughter Reader

Contains; a little ooc Aizawa, fluff, soft, drug mentions, reader is about 16-17 like mha characters, quirk-less reader, death mentions, bad friends, comfort

wc; 1,763

You weren’t supposed to get caught. In fact, you didn’t even think you would. It wasn’t a big deal anyways, you only did it because you thought it’d be a way to relax with your friends. Plus, if you guys did get caught your backup plan was your father. It wasn’t like he was going to detain you…right?

Wrong.

You were very wrong to believe that your father wouldn’t take you into custody over a little weed with your friends. You just wanted to have fun! Besides, you didn’t want to be the ‘perfect heroes daughter’ who’s a buzzkill. Why couldn’t he understand that?

There was just so much pressure that came with being the child to a hero. Your friends already joked about how you were too ‘good’ to do anything remotely illegal. Which is part of the reason you were in this situation in the first place.

Of course he just happened to be patrolling around the alley you and your friends decided to get a little high in. That was just your luck, he didn’t seem mad though. So you thought he’d just tell you guys not to do it anymore, and move on. Nope. Leave it to Aizawa to want to teach you a ‘lesson’ all of a sudden. He was normally just a “don’t do it again,” kind of parent. Mostly because you had never done anything of this caliber before.

“Did you really have to bring me in?”

Silence.

“I mean come on, none of the other heroes care. They’re too busy thinking about protecting the city, shouldn’t you be too? Nobody cares about a couple of kids getting a little buzzed, besides everyone does it nowadays-“

“That doesn’t make it okay y/n.”

You’ve rarely seen him like this, so tense. He didn’t look angry, but you couldn’t shake the feeling you got that he was. It was almost….scary.

So you resigned to a simple, “Okay, I’m sorry.” Were you really sorry though? Not that much, you still didn’t see the big deal.

He let out a low grunt, “This is serious y/n, I know you think I’m making a big deal out of nothing,” well he said it first, “but you could’ve been seriously hurt.”

“Hurt? From getting a little high?”

“Criminals lace that stuff all the time, whether it’s with poison, more drugs, or whatever else they decide-“

“Yeah sure, but we got it from a trusted source-“

“And who’s that?” He said crossing his arms.

Oops.

You decided it’d be best not to respond right now. Especially since the source wasn’t technically trusted, just another kid who got it from someone else. Who probably got it from someone else too.

Sensing your apprehension he decide to drop it, “we’ll revisit that later,” he said waving a dismissive hand. “I’ll drop you off at home, you’re grounded.”

You internally groaned at that, grounded? That’s a new one, you were starting to really regret your decision. You should have just told your friends no, even if it meant being the ‘buzzkill.’ Then you remembered, your friends-

“What about my friends?”

“We’re working on calling their parents to come pick them up soon.”

“No!-“ you said sharply, “I-I mean, can’t you just let them off? Or something?”

“You know that’s not how this works, they are already getting off with a minor offense. The worst they’re going to get is their parents’ scolding.”

“Dad! You don’t understand-“

“I understand perfectly fine, a bunch of young kids wanted to ‘have fun’ and thought this was the best way to do it.”

Okay maybe he did understand, but not your side. He didn’t get that now you’d officially be the outcast, the top 10 ranked hero’s daughter who gets everyone in trouble. Does he get how embarrassing that is?

“Come on, let’s get going.”

You stood from the chair leaving the comfort of being shielded, by the small desk separator, from your friends’ piercing gazes. They thought your dad would let you all off too considering the chaos the city’s currently in.

You nervously waved and mouthed a quick ‘sorry’ to them before rushing out the door trying to follow closely behind Aizawa.

You guys didn’t speak the whole way home, you opted for silence mostly because it wasn’t that big of a deal and he just didn’t know what to say. You had never done anything like that before, or had he just never caught you? When did that start?

He remembered when you were little and you’d give your vegetables to stray animals so you didn’t have to eat them, or when you tried to sneak out at night and he caught you. But those were all pretty minor things, and he was only always concerned with your safety.

You’d never done anything this bad, and in terms of the worst thing you could do of course this wasn’t horrible but he still didn’t get why. It couldn’t have just been for fun.

He entered the house after unlocking the door and opening it for you. Before you could make it to your room, where you’d probably go to sulk, he decided he’d ask.

“Why did you want to do that y/n?”

You stopped and turned around to face him. He was standing in front of the door, and now that you actually took in his appearance he looked tired. His dark circles more prominent, eyes a light pink most likely from his quirk, and his black pants had small patches of dust that had been hastily patted off on them.

You replied after a moment, briefly forgetting his question, “For fu-“

“And don’t just say for fun, because I know you and there are plenty of other things you would do for fun.”

You huffed resigning to just come out with it, “it was a bet.”

“A bet?”

“My friends bet me that I wouldn’t get high with them since I’m a hero’s daughter.”

“And you decided to take them up on that?”

“Yes, I know it was stupid okay?”

“I know you know, you’re smarter than that. So why’d you say yes?”

Why’d he have to be so persistent? “Maybe because I thought I’d finally get some friends.”

“What do you mean y/n? You do have friends.”

“No, I don’t. Momo, Tsu, and Uraraka only hang out with me out of pity, since you’re their teacher, if they even have time-“

“Pity? Y/n no they don’t, there’s nothing pitiful about you at all-“

You scoffed, “don’t lie. I get you’re my dad and all but be honest with yourself, truly honest.”

“I am being honest. I’d never lie-“

Guess you’d just have to spell it out for him then. “The only daughter you had killed your wife, was born quirk-less, and there’s nothing special about her!” You were shocked at the admission of your own feelings but kept going, “I don’t have a talent, I’m not exceptionally smart, I’m not breathtakingly pretty, and I can’t even make friends!” You listed raising a finger for each reason, “Now tell me what about that is not pitiful?”

After that question there was silence, and Aizawa was just looking at you. You hadn’t even noticed you were crying until the first tear slid down your nose crease and hit the corner of your lip. Before touching could even wipe your tear or register the sound of footsteps approaching you, you were being hugged. Fully covered by his arms, your head grazing the bottom of his chin where stubble had began to grow, face buried partially into his scarf.

You heard high pitched wailing, which you hadn’t even registered was you until his hand began to rub up and down your back with quiet ‘shh’s to try calming you.

“Don’t cry, it’s okay. It’s not your fault, none of it okay?” He began whispering in your ear.

“Your mom and I both knew the challenges she’d have if she gave birth to you. We were well aware, and she wanted to have you. She didn’t care if she’d die in the process, you are our child.”

He continued comforting you, and when you eventually calmed down he let go and gently pulled your face out of his chest so you could look him in his tired, red eyes. “I love you so much, and I’m sorry if I don’t tell you that enough okay? It’s my fault I’m sorry. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and you’re perfect. I mean that, I’d never lie. You don’t need a quirk, to be super smart, or have a special talent. You’re perfect to me, okay? And that’s all that matters. You’re important to me,” he said firmly.

“Okay?”

You sniffled, reaching a hand to wipe your nose, “okay.”

“Hey,” he said turning your face back to his, “I really mean it, I’d be no where without you. And how could you say you’re not beautiful? I know I’m not the best looking hero, but haven’t you seen the pictures of your mom? You take after her, gorgeous. Nothing I’d ever change about you, I don’t regret anything.”

“Okay,” you said slightly unused to him saying these things, “I’ve never heard you say something so corny dad,” you said chuckling trying to lighten the mood.

At that, he gave a small grin which faded when he remembered your earlier point, “And Ochaco, Tsuyu, and Yaoyorozu do like being your friend. Not just because I’m their teacher, trust me I’m more of a supervisor if anything. I let them figure most stuff out on their own. They wanted to meet and hang out with you. I don’t think you give yourself enough credit, you make friends just fine.”

“I know, I know, it was just heat of the moment stuff dad.”

He let out a sigh of relief, hugged you once more, and pressed a kiss to the top of your forehead.

“I still have about another hour of night patrol, but I’ll stay here if you want me to?”

“No dad, it’s fine go.”

He looked at you once more as if saying, ‘are you sure?’

“Yes I’m sure I’m fine, it’s only an hour anyways.”

“Okay, call me if you need anything, I’ll be back soon,” he said headed towards the door.

“Okay,” you said starting to walk to your room.

But just before he shut the door you dashed for it and started, “Hey! does this mean-“

“No you’re still grounded,” he said.

And with that the door shut.

@/cafekitsune for the divider!

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starzgaze · 3 days

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Hey, I noticed that your requests we open and you wrote about liu zhigang

If you had the time, could you please were something with shy reader?

Thank youuuuuuuu

ahh... the classic shy person a and the cocky and more extroverted person b trope. this time it will be all sweet and cutesy with our beloved 7 star chinese hunter!

LIU ZHIGANG / SHY!READER

at first, you might be taken a back by liu zhigang's boisterous behavior. sure it's different from andres thomas' loud personality but it doesn't change the fact it made you wanna crawl back into your shell when you first met him. it would take maybe one or two meetings with him before zhigang noticed your uneasiness whenever you're confronted by crowds or too many people at the same time. this is where he would tone down his loud persona into a more comfortable one so you would be more at ease whenever you're with him.

depending on your reasons why you're shy or struggle with talking with people, zhigang encourages you to break out of your shell and helps you with talking with people. he has more experience with socializing and doesn't really care for the opinions of other people, hell he has the chinese government at his beck and call you really think he would care of other people's opinions? crazy if you think you do. you honestly look up to him for this but you're usually there to humble him if he gets way too out of hand to the point it might harm him in the long run. anyway if you're the type to want to talk with people but you get way too nervous to interact, zhigang is there to help you with progress. though his way of guiding you to becoming more sociable is probably questionable to other people but you thank him nonetheless.

but if you're the type to just not... wanna talk to anyone at all then zhigang is perfectly okay with that. he probably prefers it that way so that no one will be there to snatch you away from him haha... anyway zhigang would gladly spend the days with you just snoozing away in your shared apartment or going around the streets and him doing all the talking while you listen to his ramblings and occasional complaints.

zhigang probably sees your shy personality as something endearing to him. oh? you can't find the courage to walk up to an employee in a restaurant to ask for service water? well you definitely need someone like him to be there to do that for you then! he would sometimes use these reasons against you if you ever try to do something stupid against him so watch out...

if you get overwhelmed in a crowd or situation, zhigang is there for you. he's there to soothe your anxiety with the simple motion of rubbing his thumb over your hand or placing his warm hand at your back and motioning circles to ease your nervousness. if you can't really stand to stay in the place then he'll escort you out, ignoring his assistant's or the person that's in charge of him to not do anything brash or stupid and guide you outside to somewhere more calming and peaceful.

heeeugghh i hope this err... helps 😓 i kinda sprinkled some lovesickness there but it's nothing too much but i couldn't really think much about zhigang because i was lowkeyyyy scared of overdoing it but anyway hope this is good enough for u <3

when someone is stupid enough to make you uncomfortable by stepping over your boundaries to the point of making you overwhelmed and on the verge of having a breakdown, a simple glareglance from zhigang that's been standing right behind you is more than enough to make the perpetuator back away. if looks could kill, that person would've been dead and cremated by the looks of zhigang. you often don't realize this because whenever you looked behind you, you only catch him sweetly smiling at you and placing a tender kiss on your forehead before guiding you outside (again dismissing the fussy assistant that's repeatedly telling him he can't simply leave the party because it's an important gathering).

#starz.babblez #solo leveling #solo leveling x reader #solo leveling liu zhigang #liu zhigang #zhigang #liu zhigang x reader #character x reader #x reader #headcanons

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not-5-rats · 8 hours

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YV boys and autistic!Listeners (comfort for rough days/events)

Alphonse:

Baking can be an overstimulating thing (all the goop on your hands, the oven making the room feel like a fire pit, stuff going on everywhere) but the problem is Boo gets so focused on their baking that they don't notice all those factors affecting them and they suddenly find themself on the verge of a meltdown

The moment Al senses Boos beginning to shut/melt down he's offering help, doing the dishes, dealing with any mixtures that have textures Boo struggles with, etc

He wants to help but he also makes sure not to take over because that would just stress them out even more

As soon as the baking is done though, out of the kitchen. He gently pushes then onto the corner of the couch, throws a blanket over them and gets them anything they need (comfort food, headphones, putting the TV on, book, etc)

Faust (<3):

The two had agreed to stream together one evening, like late evening on the edge of what's considered night, but the second he saw them Faust knew something was up

Star had had a pretty shitty day. They meant to clean their house, they had a pretty loose plan laid out but they were intent on following it

Then came the first issue, they woke up way later than they had meant to, then they couldn't find any of the shit they needed, the laundry they had hung up hadn't dried everything was awful

Faust knew what their plan was that day and Star is the kind of person to send Faust photos of their day every 5 minutes if things are going well so the fact they hadn't done that told Faust what had happened

He told them they wouldn't stream that night (they tried to argue but he shit it down real quick), but they would stay on call and they could just talk for a bit maybe watch their comfort show/film if they wanted

They stayed on call even after Star had fallen asleep

Charlie:

Casper is a pretty outgoing person, they could talk the ears off anybody, yet somedays they just want to sit silently not a word spoken or heard. The problem is even when they need that silent peace they still force themself to go out and talk to people as they normally would

This causes them so much pain, not even just mental pain physical pain. Their head was aching, they felt like they were being crushed by invisible walls, but their mind was so stressed that they couldn't think to take themself out of the situation

Charlie has known then since they were kids, he knows the signs. Charlie's used to getting out of situations so he quickly makes up an excuse and gets them away from people

They then sit in a dimly lit room, neither of them taling, just peacefully sitting in each others company (maybe one of those like galaxy projector lights (love them))

Lucien:

Angel has always limited themself when in public. What I mean is they barely talk when around people because the second the start talking they can't stop. They delve into something they're interested in and they just can't stop themself from telling the people around then every single thing about it (same hun, same)

The problem is that's exhausting. The masking is so tiring, they have to rethink every sentence, every gesture, every breath five times over. Its all so much and by the end of the day they just wanna let all their thoughts out

One day they had a huge social event, loads of people everywhere, constantly in conversation with somebody. Mix this with all the sounds/sights/smells they would be dealing with by the time Angel got home they just wanted to let out all their thoughts (not only on the day but also on all the things they had to stop themself from talking about all bloody day)

And luckily for them Lucien had everything ready. He had dinner and a cup of tea (or wtv the like) ready, they sat on the couch, Angel leant against his shoulder, as they ate. And he let Angel talk about anything they wanted to. The rent lasted ages and Angel multiple times tried to stop and apologise but each time they were met by a "shhhh, no no keep talking Angel, its alright"

(It's adorable and I love them)

#this won't describe everyones experience but i tried my best #i feel angel sm like i cant talk or else ill never stop #yuurivoice #jet's rambling again #headcanon

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rhiannons-bird · 11 months

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Matthew Fairchild would be the kind of person willing to spend extra money on pretentious and aesthetically pleasing vinted editions.

#it’s me #actually #i do that #but i find comfort in the fact that he would as well #matthew fairchild

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mic-check-stims · 8 days

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Walkshipping board for that one anon from forever ago who asked about my ships

X-X X-X X-X

#i call i walkshipping because i'm pretty sure their only interaction together was walking bakura home #the dynamic to me is unrequited crush -> friends -> fake dating -> possible qpr -> crush x2 combo -> awkward maybe-kinda-unofficial-polycul #i think since mihos crush on bakura was solely aesthetic‚ it'd start to fade once she started actually viewing him as a friend #and i think once that happened and bakura got more comfortable they would end up hanging out a lot #i think miho would love tabletop games (you cant convince me her enjoyment of capsulemon didn't just come from rping with the pieces)#and her immunity to traditionally scary things means bakura could get her into a lot of his other interests as well #anyway i like the idea that eventually they decide to fake date each other purely to get the girls to leave bakura's demi ass alone #which in turns leads to honda third wheeling them a lot bc 'ur just fake dating right ur not gonna catch actual feelings right'#the idea of this going anywhere romantic hinges on my belief that finding out abt mihos weird strange interests makes him even more into he #and that realizing how many traits she shares with bakura is‚ unfortunately for him‚ how he finds out he might in fact be bi #so now he's still desperately trying to romance miho AND coming to terms with the idea that his jealousy of bakura might have deeper origin #meanwhile the two are like 'hey honda likes us isnt that cute. wanna see how many trinkets we can get him to buy us'#<- (i warned you. i warned you about the extreme yapping that came with this)#moodboard #yugioh #yugioh s0 #miho nosaka #honda hiroto #ryo bakura #ryou bakura #tristan taylor #walkshipping #hands #dice #flowers #planchette #ouija board #jewelry #puzzle

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moeblob · 2 months

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Windy at my house + power flickering = no comm work = quick laptop doodle

#my characters #i genuinely hoped the wind would die down but like ??? nah?#and the last time we lost power without an actual storm it WAS bc of wind #and so i just get so panicked over please dont fry my tablet with a power surge #if it calms down by tonight i really wanna work on art since i spent almost all day yesterday struggling with a pose and i finally #think i thought of something that could work and then (gestures to the wind) fuck me #also in regards to these two you have seen me drawing deacon a lot recently and i only drew armya once so far #she is a devoted follower to fulj which is really rare since fulj no longer has a large following nor a temple #so when fulj finds her its comforting and reassuring and she adores armya a lot #however the fact that fulj relentlessly teases deacon and calls him names is like..... ok wait would you really be mean to me if it wasnt #for her ? like would you still pick on me? :c and shes like lol yeah dude absolutely #deacon is just constantly dunked on by the lightning group and hes so sad because he wanted to be friends :c #but also the guy wouldnt really recognize the followers if it wasnt for the traces of lady fulj #so if they would wander into the city without having been possessed recently he probably wouldnt even cast a glance their way #nothing personal he just straight up doesnt decipher looks fast at all #he could think they look familiar but then not know why ESPECIALLY if they wear something he's not used to them in #like if armya showed up in something other than her loose white jacket he would not be able to go AH YES ARMYA immediately #he identifies people by hair or clothing details so it kinda messes him up if people remove whatever identifying trait they have #long hair getting a hair cut? suddenly a whole new person #and armya knows this very well since he never looked her way unless fulj was possessing her or trailing her #so she does like to tease him as just. we are both in servitude to a deity and same rank but like. bro youre too easy to mock #(fulj agrees)

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From a very young age, Kaeya held such a fondness for handholding. Whether it was his father clinging tightly to him to make sure he didn’t get lost, Adelinde’s gentle, grounding hand closed over his to comfort him whenever his nerves got the better of him, Crepus’s rough-palmed, firm yet comforting grip as he brought him back home, or, as it was most often of all, Diluc’s warm, yet at times uncomfortably tight hold as he dragged him anywhere, everywhere, determined to always keep Kaeya close and eagerly show him all there was to see, Kaeya treasured the gesture greatly.

Of course, being as shy as he was, initiating it himself was always the harder part. So much so, he would tend to hold pinkies, rather than outright take a person’s hand in his own. Eventually, it would become his most common way to go about the gesture of affection.

#hc; kaeya #//Handholding is one of his favorite ways of affection bc 1) it’s not too overwhelming when it comes to his touch aversion #//The sensation is all focused in one spot; and even then; it’s more grounding than uncomfortable bc of how firm people’s grasp tends to be #//He really took to holding pinkies bc he realized he could ‘test’ people that way #//If it was a bother to them; they wouldn’t blink twice before moving their hand from his hold. so rejection isn’t as BIG; more subtle #//And if they Liked it; they could either accept it as is or make him happier and take firmer hold of his hand #//Once he was more confident; he would go straight to more outright handholding. Klee ofc got that RIGHT from the getgo. Bc she is smol &#liked him from the start. Even if her Pyro energy did make him uncomfortable at first; but he got used to it. for her #//Luc made it easy to go right to it to—the kid would always seem to know when he wanted to hold hands for whatever reason and grabbed hold #before Kae could link pinkies. kae did like the fact that Luc would Pout the few times Kae did link pinkies instead of hold hands #//Pout; & snatch his hand firmly in his like ‘Why did you do that? THIS way’s better’. Love the image of bby!Kae grabbing bby!Luc’s sleeves #but lbr; they deffo held hands a lot as kiddos. Bc we all know just how (canonically) indulging Luc is with whatever Kae wants. Once Luc #//figured him out; it was a Very common sight; seeing Luc tromping around like the proud lil protector he was; & Kae scurrying after him #//Lil subtle delighted gleams in his eye compared to Luc’s more overt confidence and joy. So common a sight; it was no surprise that #Kae was Deffo distressed when Luc inevitably grew out of it. Adjusted; yeah; but the sudden Change was deffo NOT good for his nerves #//Clung to Addie a lot to make up for it; until he heard the maids tittering abt how childish he was being #//He quit that FAST; finding other ways to stave off his nerves and show his affection #//Sometimes when he’s drunk at Angel’s Share; he gets tempted to hold Luc’s hand—an old habit dredged back up bc he wants comfort #//But any sudden moves Luc makes; whether bc he noticed Kae reaching out or not; utterly scare the urge away every time #//He’s made his peace with Luc resenting him; but it still stings that the ONE person he felt closest to is now practically a Chasm away #//Not like he helps any with that; running away or lashing out every time Luc tries to bridge gaps or shows concern #//Sends him into fight or flight mode every time—who’s to say Kae won’t fuck it up and make a Luc regret trying?#//Might as well sabotage it all himself—at least THEN he knows with utmost certainty it will end failure. Whoops veered off topic #//The closer he is to someone; the more likely he ends up toying with their hands a bit—esp if Interested in them #//Likes playing with their fingers; linking; unlinking and slotting them together; tracing lines on their palms #//Cute shit like that. He likes seeing how they fit together; the differences in size and how they feel #//This was all bc I saw a detail from a show pointed out on the Twitter ndnfn. And thought the pinkie thing was SO cute. Anywho #//Hi. Shit happened irl & I am still not 100%. Not saying what bc it’s not a pleasant topic; but know I am ok #//Just a lil tired. But kinda wanna hcs for rn. I had a lil burst of energy earlier today. that was nice. Over a long dead show; no less #//But it helped lift my mood a bit. I still kinda wish I could drink rn tho. Think it’d help my brain rn

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an-android-in-a-tutu · 1 year

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sometimes I develop stock backstories for a particular character that I can tweek for a variety of aus because i just like the vibe. Like Cas growing up in a big religiously abusive family on an isolated farm and maybe murdering his dad in his teens and getting away with it (don't worry about it.)

Anyway one I like for supernatural generally is just like. The Apocalypse gets derailed entirely by accident and no one has any idea what to do now. On the one hand it's a very utilitarian thing. I wanna write early seasons fic without the looming threat of the apocalypse hanging over everything sometimes you know? But I also just really like that vibe. The fact that the world is never going to end as like a source of existential horror. Especially for this species whose purpose is entirely tied up in the apocalypse. What does a world look like when it's been abandoned by God and just keeps on going? The same as it always did.

I like to imagine the slow death of heaven as the debate on if they should restart the apocalypse and how rages, and as they try to figure out what went wrong and who's to blame the lies that sustain this system start to crumble. They find out God hasn't been giving orders for a long time and now the final thread of prophecy he left them has snapped and they're left floundering. Some dedicated few go searching for him but when it becomes clear he's not to be found and isn't coming back it all just starts to seem so pointless. The archangels are locked in debate over what to do next, middle management is just trying to keep dissent from spreading, and all the while more rank and file angels are just... slipping out the back door when no one's looking. They aren't needed in heaven, they aren't needed anywhere, what can they do but try to find some purpose for themselves? And what better example to follow than those small ignorant favoured creations who have always had to construct meaning for themselves in the face of the daunting prospect of free will?

That's where Castiel goes looking anyway.

My favourite version of this is one where he ends up making a Reverse Doomsday Cult.

#spn #castiel #spn angels #The World Is Not Going To End: What To Do In The Face Of The Horror Of A Perpetual Existence #technically he takes over a cult #see cause I feel like Cas #especially when vulnerable and in search of guidance #would easily fall prey to cult recruitment tactics #heaven is also a cult I think he would find it comforting and familiar and treat it all as normal #he would be oblivious to the danger signs at first #but see once he did become aware of the types of violation and abuse that occur in those kinds of organizations #well he's an angel he makes with the smiting #which leaves him with a bunch of people already primed and vulnerable due to the fact that they were in a cult in the first place #doubly so because many of those spared would of course be victims feeling a mixture of fear and gratitude towards #the man who has just very convincingly revealed himself to be OH YEAH a LEGIT Angel #super easy to just end up in charge of the cult #on the one hand Cas is a much nicer cult leader in part on account of how he came here to seek guidance From humans #So the whole thing shakes out to be a lot more democratic than all that #on the other hand there is no way Castiel knows how to differentiate between healthy and unhealthy community building #not to mention he would undoubtedly share the truth about monsters and the supernatural with his followers #and if they were at all tempted to say #bring their mission of doing good works in the world to that particular problem #or even just build up defenses around their safe haven #well now suddenly this fringe religious group is stockpiling weapons #and that does not look good

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