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shinjisdone · 10 months

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How I Imagine TWST Could Be If There Was A Female!MC - Staff Edition

part 2 of this I suppose

TW: Reader is female, period mentioned, bullying mentioned

Crowley, as mentioned, is a bit indifferent but puzzled at the new female student.

Not to offend, but you sure you crawled out of the coffin? You didn't throw out the original Student and replaced their body with yours, right?

He is half-joking by the way.

Well, it is what it is, and him being such a GRACIOUS AND GENEROUS PERSON will OF COURSE do all that he can to make you feel welcome and part of NRC!

Spoiler alert: he does so half-assed.

Will bring you any sort of thing you need and will offer both pants and skirts in all kinds of lengths for your uniform - long, short, frilly, straight, etc. As long as they fit with the jacket.

Since you came here with uh, NOTHING, he will also make sure that Sam stocks all kinds of things. While many things that are worn/needed are kinda basic/gender-neutral, he doesn't think of eeeeverything.

At the same time he kinda...paves you your own personal hell with good intentions. Introduces you to others like a good headmaster does while also underlining how VERY MUCH INDEED A GIRL YOU ARE. DING-DING-DING A YOUNG WOMAN IS GOING TO BE HERE FOR THE REST OF UUUUHHH WHENEVER I'LL BOTHER TO LOOK FOR HER HOME PLEASE BE NICE TO HER, OK?

When you might feel sick and report it to the headmaster he will of course, understand. Yet just as you are about to excuse yourself he GASPS and very genuinely and worriedly asks while whispering 'are you on your period...?'

Whether or not that is the case he will continue to reassure that that it is not something to be ashamed about AS THE ONLY GIRL HERE and he'll make sure you'll be fine.

Unironically would give you a wink, thumbs up and pats himself on the back for how GENEROUS HE IS HAH.

Would give you self-made help book: 'The Time I Got Transported Into A Magic All-Boys-Academy As The Only Magicless Girl'.

Crewel is uuuuuhhhh...

He eyes you up and down before asigning you to a pot. A pup is a pup and well-trained, diligent and especially, open-minded pups can learn anything.

Potionology especially can be learned by you, a magicless student! It requires understanding of ingredients and their magical attributes as well as magic itself a bit, but that's something you can learn!

He does not care if you are female or not. Students are meant to obey and he will not treat you any differently. Be well-behaved and listen - learn from this new environment and succeed.

He is a bit more strict with you since potionology does not require any magical skills (as far as I know). You can learn, you can adapt. Just be a good pup!

If you're doing awful, then he will be STRICT AS HELL. It's just that he truthfully believes you can learn and do better!

If you're doing good and maybe even improved, he'll be sure to praise you. Good pup! Very, very, well done!

Then he goes back to his strict self.

If he sees you being treated wrongly by others during HIS CLASS because you are a girl - he won't allow it. Will chastise the other student, ESPECIALLY IF YOU TEAMED UP, and will tell them of their awful behavior. Such things deserve punishment.

If you ever do better after such a situation, be sure Crewel will praise you loudly in a away to indirectly shove it into the student's face and let them know - 'This one did it despite being a girl and you thinking that is a reason to bully someone. No, you foolish Fido. You all are equal, inexperienced puppies.'

Be very afraid of Trein.

This guy does not c a r e who you are. A student of NRC is supposed to be diligent, punctual, listening, obeying, studious, tidy, neat, AND DON'T YOU EVER FORGET TO-

The list goes on and on.

There is the slight chance that Trein will be a bit...less strict when he takes into account that you are new to everything. You aren't familiar with either the history of magic nor the social status and affects it can have (hooh boy, you do know how much it affects-)

After classes he might take you to the side and ask how much you actually know of...magic, besides not being able to cast any. He will offer extra classes and books from the library to catch up. After that he BETTER be seeing you there often with a book in your hand. Will often check on you.

He doesn't mean any harm but he is very certain you need extra lessons to even be on the same level as the locals here. So he expects you to be extra hard-working!

After some time, the thought of you being so much left behind crosses his mind and he wants to speak after class with you again. This time about a different topic.

"Are you perhaps...being intentionally wronged in this school?"

He does not like to use the word 'bullied'. While he knows it does exist he'd rather not make any assumptions, especially because he thinks it's because you are the only female here.

It depends on you what is the truth.

In general he does take you being a young woman in an all-boys-academy as a fact and in the back of his mind while he teaches you. You and your studies might be affected due to this. Will often ask about you and how you are doing. He will take everything as truth, even if you lie since he expects you to be mature enough to do the right thing.

Though you seem to be around good and righteous young men, so he likes to believe you are doing well.

Might take Ace and Deuce to the side and tell them to look after you. Just a bit.

Ace will be like, 'yeah, yeah, don't worry, she's fine with us. Hah, in fact she'd be totally lost without us!'

Deuce is bobbing his head up and down, starry-eyed, 'yes, yes, yes, Professor! We'll do our best, she is safe with us. I SWEAR AS A FUTURE HONOR STUDENT-'

Vargas at the beginning pushes you as much as the others because how else could you spellcast?

Oh. You can't either way?

Hm.

After getting over that fact, Vargas takes your situation very seriously. If it is requested, Vargas will make sure to prepare sport uniforms you are comfortable with as well ask you if you are also comfortable with training with the other boys (it is nice to be asked but then again, what is he supposed to do if you say no? Give you private lessons after dark?).

He will internally let out a big 'phew!' if you say you do not mind training with them or training with a few close ones (the 1st year squad or anyone else you trust).

Is very understanding if you cannot partake due to your period. Will be sure to discreetly excuse you and ask a student you trust to escort you back to your dorm.

Will also bring in your own strength and capability into play. You may not be able to cast any magic, but that is not the only reason to grind!

Will often look over to you and how you're doing during lessons. Will immediately intervene if he sees any bullying or harrassment. That's not sporting or fair!

Will give a big thumbs up at any improvements or when you or others stand up for you. That's the spirit!

Sam is the one adult you know he always got your back.

The others are perfectly nice but Sam does not criticize, chastise or push you to your limits! Though he is part of the staff you feel like you can talk the most open with him.

Always asks about your day. Oh, it went well? Here, have this trinket as a memory keepsake. Oh, it was awful? Aw, shucks, take this treat, it'll cost ya...

That's usually how your conversations go.

Whatever you need, he got it for you. Makes sure he always has feminine products or anything else you might need in stock and will give you them behind the counter if you want to keep the exchange a secret and not so open to public.

Though he treats you like his other customers (kinda ripping you off), he does give you a few things for sale or free when you had a bad day due to you being the only girl here.

Tell him any secret! They are safe with him (for a price jk).

After all, there might be a few things you cannot or wouldn't want to tell your friends and Sam keeps his mouth shut whenever. So don't worry!

Grim is a little pain in the neck no matter who you are.

As mentioned, he doesn't really get why it's suuuuch a biiig deaaaal that you are here. So what if you're a giiirrrll? You're his minion either way and you ARE going to help him.

Once he gets that others pick on you, he'll get defensive. That is HIS minion and she's doing a great job no matter if magicless or not, no matter if girlie or not! Y'all better shut up before he burns you to a crisp.

Will defend you but since he's just some...monster cat no one takes him seriously. He tries though and does end up setting someone's hair on fire...which only brings you more trouble, so there's that.

#twst x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #Twisted wonderland staff #dire crowley #divus crewel #ashton vargas #mozus trein #Twst sam #Twst grim #f!mc #f!reader #fem reader

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ghostingssdeadlinee · 8 months

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SFW ALPHABET - SAM WINCHESTER

Warnings: cursing, made some nsft jokes.

AN: he’s so girlfriend <3333

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He’s not very big on PDA, like hand holding and small kisses anywhere is great. But if you wanna make out just tug on his arm, go to a reserved era, and start kissing, could never say no too that.

In private tho, very much on quality time and physical touch, like sit on his lap while he’s researching and your read a book, or let him lay on your lap while he researches and you play with his hair, he’ll die.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Very caring, if you like something special he definitely looks it up so you two can talk about it.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Love it, mostly for sleeping. (Keeps the nightmares away)

I mean man’s massive so of course he’s going to be big spoon. But him laying on your chest/in the crevice of your neck, you talking about something you like or just your day, and you (again) playing with his hair. Melts.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Oh god, of course he wants to settle. Can’t because he constantly has to fight god and Lucifer and just every evil thing ever. But he’d want to more then anything.

Can’t really cook, I mean he knows some of the basics. He had to make food for him and dean once in a while.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

No :3 (didn’t feel like writing this sorrrryyy :333)

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

With everything happening, with the apocalypse, it kind of slipped his mind. But once he remember? Oh hell yeah.

Probably like 2-4 years into the relationship.

(Wears the ring on a necklace around his neck)

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Don’t get me wrong he’s a big boy and he can be violent, like I’m fighting or in *other* ways, but he’s so gentle with his partner.

Emotionally, can take a while to open up, but sometimes, late at night on especially after hunting nights, you’ll be awake, you on his lap, looking at his beautiful eyes and wiping his tears away as he talks about his past and current pain.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Love them.

After killing some monster, a long and tired yet tight hug.

Hello hugs, goodbye hugs. ‘I love you’ hugs. ‘Don’t worry I’ll come back’ hugs.

Hugs from behind, head onto of yours.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Honestly depends, but probably after you nearly died in a hunt.

“Sammy, I’m alright, I’ll probably get some scars but I’m okey.”

“… okey, I love you.”

“I love you too.”

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He knows you’ll shot it down the second someone tried to flirt with you. You’re loyal and he knows that.

But sometimes… a guy flirting a little bit to aggressively and won’t take the hint you spelled out too him?

He gets up behind you, death stares the guy, and arms around your waist.

“Oh hi Sammy :D!”

“Hey sweetheart, care to come back to me and dean?”

“Yeah-“

“tHeIr TaKeN, mAtE.” The creep says.

“Yeah, by me.”

If the creep still can’t take the hint, guess who has too get bailed out of jail the next morning! Wooho! Sam!

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

From him, on you:

mouth? Obviously. Quick or long make outs are both great. Speaking of making out? Weekly basis. Daylily if you’ll let it. (And if a case isn’t in the way)

Neck kisses? YES YES YES

Forehead. Protective !!!

Shoulders? Also protective!!!! A little ‘hi’ from behind.

From you, to him:

Neck kisses, instant puppy dog eyes.

Nose kisses, if you can reach that is, just. So sweet.

Forehead kisses, Again, if you can reach, so protected.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Really sweet, try’s his best, really wishes to be a dad some day.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Even if you didn’t fall asleep with him somewhat cuddled up with him, you will be.

Nearly always wake before you, probably back from his run. Mumbling about ‘breakfast’.

“Morning baby, you want breakfast?”

You, totally still half asleep, “… yeah.”

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Even if you are a night owl, if it’s hunting time, you’ll go to sleep first.

But if it’s just normal, he’ll have you lay on him. Kissing your head, watching tv till you both fall asleep.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Definitely waits, he feels like if you knew everything maybe you’d see him for the freak he seems himself as.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Depends on if a hunt is going wrong or if he has a lot bubbling up. But I’d say he’s not very easily angered.

Well, unless someone talks shit about his family, including you. Their face will never look the same.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Really tires to remember everything. Wants to remember every single thing so that he can bring it up in conversation. So you know he’s listening.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Anytime you had anything like a mundane or normal life. Just cooking together? Shopping for groceries? Doing chores together? All his personal heaven.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He understands that you can protect yourself, you’re a hunter after all, but of course he still covers you whenever he cans.

Oh yeah, and chuck forbid something happens too you, everyone’s dead.

When he can, he cuddles you, hugs you, arms around you and head right on top of yours, walking around. Feeling like if anything would even try he could protect you.

I can see him thinking that he doesn’t need to be protected but saving his ass last minute will make him fall in love with you all over again.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Dates? Tries too make them special when he can, but the best you could get on the road is probably just a movie marathon or a diner date with breakfast (and hopefully no dean)

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Well, if we over look the demon blood thing, he definitely bites his nails.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Anything but his hair, he really doesn’t care for, well, of course he works out, needs to be fit for demon hunting but other then that he really doesn't care.

He really doesn’t like people cutting his hair, no hair stylist, not dear old dad (fucking John), not Dean, I think the only person, alive, he’d let cut his hair is you.

Hair holds memory’s and after losing so many people it just feel’s terrible having it cut. Like he’s forgetting them.

But with you it’s different, you want to braid his hair? Sure. Want to style it? Hmm okey. You think it look good a little shorter? Only for you.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Definitely, sometimes he goes of on hunts alone and if he can’t at least hear your voice from a call or two, expect a very clingy Sam when he gets back.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Uses his puppy dog eyes to get anything he wants from you.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I mean as long as your not a demon you’re okey??

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Always a long nap after a hunt with you, of course.

Doesn't have a sleep schedule but tries to get at least 4 hours of sleep.

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dr3amofagame · 3 months

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some c!dream fics don't take into account his flaws and make him like a little bit out of characther bc while he was traumatized by the prison and it affected his way of thought in much aspects he was still able to bit your hand if you looked him bad and got more focused on his revenge and after his plan. He's a more morally grey characther and sometimes people who try too hard not fell into the c!inniter caricature ended up making him unable to literally even hold a sword when that isn't true either

"revenge" lol

to be fair, c!dream was deeply affected by the prison and absolutely got nerfed like hell fighting wise. the difference between his fight with clingy before and after the prison is insane--not to mention how scrapped lore had him so damn triggered by the sight of the cell replica that c!quackity and c!sam could get him down pretty much without a fight. las nevadas five has him running away from the fight at the first main sign of danger (and then successfully being followed by c!tommy without noticing) and the scene with c!sapnap and c!george with aimsey had him barely fighting back at all, cowering behind his shield against a wall, and running away and using arrows of harming to get himself distance. like, sure, he can definitely still fight, but he was absolutely played as losing a lot of his fighting ability (c!dream's fighting style is nothing like cc!dream's--it was absolutely a deliberate character choice to have him act like this)

all that being said, i get what u mean--ooc c!dream is everywhere in every flavor. i definitely like c!dream written with a little bit of bite, especially when he's on the back foot, as you said. c!dream's declarations of revenge (as is especially evident in LN5 and daedalus, boy what the fuck is torturing a country supposed to mean IT'S A COUNTRY) are also very evidently ... often defensive in nature? c!dream bites and shows his teeth as a back off back off dont fucking touch me don't try to fuck with me gesture because he's scared moreso than angry, tbh, and i think playing with aggression due to fear is something fun to do with c!dream in fic in general bc of the ways that aggression can be perceived and then responded to

a lot of what i like about post-prison c!dream is that ... despite an alleged focus on revenge (which took him months. and fucked him over, with scrapped lore, and was badly executed both times with quackity and put him in a lot of danger and involved a hell of a lot more trying to get through to sam than actual revenge in daedalus) and The Plan (which involved ... killing people? and then he repeatedly. does not kill people?) is that he does feel quite directionless. he's still in the prison, still caught in that limbo. he's doing research (i guess) and he's letting the prison (his home base) rot around him. he's staying there and barely leaving for weeks at a time. all while he's focused on the plan, guys, #trust, he's fine, he's still moving forward moving on ... just. Just.

#ooc c!dream 😔#finding c!dream characterization that plases me ... can be hard ALKSFJAS lmao #and i definitely have plenty of my own woobification crimes #anyway #my asks !!#dsmp hot takes

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anonymityisfunwriter · 7 months

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The Grumpy x Sunshine Alphabet

It occurred to me that in the (very, very long) time I've been writing the Grumpy Sunshine Series, I've never done the alphabet prompt. So... let's do the alphabet with Grumpy!Bucky Barnes and Sunshine!Reader!

☀️Part of The Grumpy x Sunshine Series☀️

A = FFECTION [How affectionate are they? How do they show affection? Do they enjoy PDA?] Before you, Bucky could not stand being touched, especially when it caught him off guard. Doing that was a great way to break a finger or two. He's since turned a new leaf and now only marginally hates when other people touch him.

He's warming up to PDA, but still prefers to show his affection behind closed doors. He can't quite admit it yet, but he finds himself actually enjoying holding hands with you, pressing kisses to your temple, protectively wrapping an arm around your waist. He could do without Sam's constant, dramatic, fake gags and bitter murmurings, "Gross".

And as for you, even as friends, you were very affectionate with Bucky. He wasn't used to it, to someone feeling so safe, so comfortable around him. People didn't usually try to approach him, much less actually touch him. Bucky's pretty sure he short circuited a little bit the first time you booped his nose.

And don't get him started on the first time you held his hand.

Now that he thinks about it, he can't be too sure that you didn't just Pavlov him into liking affection.

B = EAUTY [What is their favorite part of their partner. Body part, trait, anything?] As cliche as it sounds, Bucky's favorite part of you is your smile. Something in brain stops working when he see your brilliant smile. He'd never in a million years admit it to anyone, but he's always looking for new ways to describe that damned smile. It's the kind of smile that could light up a room, the kind of smile that you just have to stop and look at, it's lyrical and melodic, it's a perfect smile. But mostly, he likes how genuine that smile is. There is no faking a smile like that. Whenever you smile, he knows it's real.

You, on the other hand, talk constantly about what you like about Bucky. The little wrinkles in the corner his eyes that only ever show when he smiles, the light freckles that dust his cheeks, you like the sound of his voice, the scruff on his jawline. But your favorite part of him is most definitely his eyes. You told him that the first time you met him. You felt like he just had to know how brilliant and breathtaking those blue eyes were. You look at those eyes and you know you're home.

C = OMFORT [How do they comfort their partner? Ex. after a panic attack or bad dream?] Bucky likes to be held after a panic attack or a nightmare. He likes to listen to your heart rate, to your even breaths, to feel the gentle touch of your hand trailing up and down his spine, lulling him back to a calm state.

You like to be grounded. Whether that be in Bucky's secure embrace or listening to his voice guiding you back to yourself, you like to be reminded that you're safe, that you'll never go back to that dark place from before.

D = EVOTED [How devoted are they in a relationship?] I think it's safe to say very devoted. For a very long while, Bucky thought that he would never be able to invite someone into his life in the way he invited you in. It was never a choice he made, not really. From the moment he met you, that was it. Love songs made sense. Love stories seemed plausible. Something clicked into place the day he met you. You had him mind, body, and soul.

It's definitely safe to say very devoted.

E = NDING [If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?] After everything you two endured together, it would have to be something massive cause a break up. Like you Blipped and Bucky didn't - that sort of massive.

Infidelity is practically a cardinal sin to Bucky, and your attachment and abandonment issues make it pretty hard to be vulnerable and intimate the way you are with Bucky with just anyone. Growing apart or falling out of love seem so unlikely. Considering you've seen each other at your very best and very worst, you've truly become each other's partners in everything.

If you were to break up with him, he would bear it if it would make you happy, but he doesn't truly think he could take it.

And if he truly had to break up with you for the sake of this sick hypothetical, it would be the most difficult thing he had to do like he would only really do it if your life was hanging in the balance. But if he really had to, it would be very gentle, 'it's not you, it's me' sort of thing. He also would most definitely have to brace for the beat down of his life from Sam.

F = UTURE [What is their ideal future with an s/o? Marriage? How would they be domesticly?] A quiet, peaceful life. The picture of domesticity. A white picket fence, a beautiful house, the kind with a big backyard and a tree swing in the front yard. Possibly overlooking a lake.

Bucky's from the 1940's, he most definitely envisions himself married, probably some kids, your dog and cat cozied up with you two on the front porch. He pictures growing old with you.

G = ENTLE [How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?] Bucky is the depiction of the Grumpy One is only soft for the Sunshine One. He is not a very patient nor warm person, but there's something about coming home to his Sunshine that melts that cold exterior of his. Physically, he can be very reserved with his touch. Even though he's seen you fight off some of the world's most heinous villains, he still is so terrified of accidentally hurting you. It's taken some time, okay, maybe a lot of time, but he's slowly learning to ease up and relax a little bit more.

You're very gentle emotionally. You like to make Bucky to smile, to make sure he feels safe and wanted. Physically, you're not necessarily not gentle, but you're definitely not reserved with your touch. You're not rough with him, but you know without your powers, you stand very little chance of physically hurting him. While you're most certainly not aggressive with him, you're definitely not the most gentle. For example, you have no qualms about bounding into his arms, draping yourself on him as he's sitting on the couch after a long, hard day, things like that. Bucky doesn't mind it, not one bit.

H = UGS [Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?] You hug everyone. All the time. You're a great hugger. Everyone tells you that.

The first time you gave Bucky a hug, something broke inside of him. He's like 99% sure of that. He couldn't remember the last time someone just held him. Part of him felt like sobbing. Another part wanted to burrow his face into your hair. The other, other part was incredibly freaked out. What actually ended up happening was he just stood there like an idiot until he had the good sense to pick his arms up and return the hug.

I = NTUNE [How intune are they with their s/o's emotions? Can they read their s/o well?] Bucky can read you very, very well. It helps that you're very open and probably the most honest person he knows. He also knows for all that honesty, you don't like to say when you're having a hard time.

And for how well Bucky can read you, you can read him just as well. You know when to push, when to leave him alone, when he just needs support.

You both balance each other out. It's why you work so well.

J = EALOUSY [How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?]

You are far more jealous than Bucky. Everyone finds that shocking. It's not really out of fear that Bucky would ever be unfaithful to you, but more of your own abandonment issues.

Bucky can be slightly jealous, but he knows deep down he doesn't have anything to worry about. One of the things Bucky likes best about you is that you see the best in people, which means you can be a little oblivious to when people are flirting with you. You have a habit of thinking that everyone is just being extra nice.

K = ISSES [Good kisser? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?]

This was a big insecurity of yours. Bucky was your first, well, your first everything. Including your first kiss.

Your lack of experience wasn't always an insecurity, Bucky never gave you any indication that he had a problem with it. It wasn't until you started hearing stories about 1940's Bucky Barnes, all his charisma, his charm, and his revolving door of suitors that your mind started to wander. Sure, some of it was embellished, but you couldn't shake the feeling that this might one day be a problem for him, that one day he'd get bored, or you'd do something wrong.

When you voiced these concerns, he assured you over and over that there was absolutely nothing wrong with you.

And he might've told you that you were free to practice on him whenever you wanted.

L = LOVE LANGUAGE [What is their love language? Gift giving? Quality time?]

Bucky's love language is acts of service and touch. He was deprived of kindness and warmth for so long that there's a part of him that really craves those things. He is selective about who he lets touch him, but there's something about your touch that is so much more fulfilling than anyone else's. He also thinks there's no better way to express his love than through acts of service. Like the saying goes, actions speak louder than words, You haven't been able to sleep? Bucky will make sure that your bedding is freshly washed and extra cozy. Little things like that. You haven't eaten all day? Bucky will pick something up for you - only because you've not lifted his ban from the kitchen.

Your love language is words of affirmation and quality time. You are acutely aware of how fleeting moments truly are. You make it a point to tell Bucky that he makes you happy, how thankful you are for him, down to just liking the shirt he's wearing that day. You like the smile it always brings to his face. And with a hectic life, you sometimes just need an hour or to with Bucky, even just sitting on the couch together. You just want to be together.

M = MEMORIES [What are their favorite memories with their s/o or family?]

Some of Bucky's favorite memories of you usually fall into two categories: when you were 'just friends', all the longing gazes, the timid touches, all those firsts. The other category is the moments of quiet domesticity, when he comes home to find you curled up on the couch reading a book, when he cuddles underneath a quilt meant for a person half his size, tending to your plants as he watches you with unbridled fascination gleaming in his eyes.

Your favorite memories are those few and far moments when Bucky's usual stoic and serious expression falls away, when he's carefree and unburdened. Sometimes, you'll catch him napping on the couch with Alpine and just smile to yourself at how at peace he looks. Those are your favorite memories.

N = ICKNAMES [What do they call their partner?] You're his Doll. He particularly likes the way you blush when he calls you 'Doll' in public.

You call Bucky all sorts of pet names: sweetie, honey, baby, sweetheart. You always take note of the ones that make Bucky's cheeks flush a little bit more.

O = PEN [When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?] You tell everyone everything. You're very open and honest. You only hesitated to tell Bucky some of the darker parts of your past because you didn't want him to know that side of you, but still, you told him fairly early on.

Bucky's the exact opposite of that. He's not very open, he doesn't tell anyone anything. He doesn't even give his full name unless someone asks him. He knows too much of his past is out there, so he keeps what little is still not widely known fairly private. Until you came along.

You once told him you made a point not to go out and search for any information on him. You told him that you wanted to hear it from him. He found that he really liked telling you those things about himself, even those darker points in his life, getting to tell you in his own time, in his own way, in the way he actually lived it. It felt like a weight off his chest. It felt like he was getting that part of his life back.

P = ATIENCE [How easily angered are they?] Bucky is not a patient person. No if, and's, or but's about it.

Q = UALITY TIME [How would they spend time with a partner? What are dates like?] Quality time in your normal routine usually consists of resting together, napping, cuddling up on the couch, mostly decompressing from the strain of your work life.

On the rare occasion, Bucky does enjoy to plan an actual date night. Some times, it's a bit more elaborate. Still, he knows you can never go wrong on a wine and dine sort of night.

R = ANDOM HEADCANON Bucky refused to learn to text until you offhandedly mentioned that you wanted to learn. He'll never admit it, but he only learned because you wanted to. So he made Sam teach him. And as much as he hated it, he learned so he could talk to you.

You use a lot of emojis. Like a lot.

S = ECURITY [How protective are they?] As your relationship progressed, Bucky became simultaneously more and less protective of you. Logically, he knows you can take care of yourself. And as time went on, he saw it firsthand, time and time again. Also as time went on, he knows how much you avoid conflict, just how willing you are to pull punches because you believe in the good of people. It's heartwarming, sure. It also makes him want to protect you so much more.

You're very protective of Bucky. Always have been. Always will be. You figure that he's had to fight enough in the years before you knew him, it's time for someone else do the fighting for him.

T = TINY ONES [How do they feel about kids? How would they act with kids?] You both love the idea of having kids someday. It's definitely apart of your plans for the future.

You're the team's go to babysitter. Morgan loves watching Disney movies with you. Sam's sister, Sarah, jokes that AJ and Cass like you more than they like Sam.

U = UPSET [How do they act after a fight? Would they be the first to apologize?] You don't fight very often, but it does happen, contrary to popular belief.

One of the biggest perks of living with Sam all that time ago is that you've learned how to set very clear boundaries on things like fights.

For example, after your very first big fight, Bucky walked out the door to cool off. He didn't even leave the building, just went to stew in the training room. He came back to find you shaking in the exact spot he left you. That was a very clear boundary you set. Neither of you could leave without saying where you were going and how long you would be gone, especially after a fight.

He doesn't like yelling, it's an awful trigger for him. Another boundary set. It was a lot of learning as you go, but it makes resolving issues easier.

V = ALUE [How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?] You prioritize the people in your life. More than anything else. Your team. Your friends. Your relationship. The people in your life are what bring you happiness. It makes things a whole lot easier to prioritize considering there's an almost 100% overlap between all three groups. While you make sure to give enough time to your friends, you definitely prioritize your relationship.

Bucky is similar, though quite a bit more selective about who he considers important to him. He's got a few close friends. Two best friends. And you. He's more than happy to give you all the time and energy you want from him.

W = HOLE [Would they feel incomplete without you? What is their worst fear, what causes a hole in their heart?] Yes, you would both feel incomplete without each other. There's a reason that you just clicked with each other. There's a part of you that is Bucky. Just like there's a part of Bucky that is only you.

You both have a lot of trauma and issues of your own. You both struggle with PTSD, but it manifests in vastly different ways.

For you, you fear abandonment, being alone, being locked away again. You get very jittery waking up alone or if he leaves without telling you where he's going or when he'll be back.

For Bucky, he worries that one day his past will become too much for you. That one day, you'll tire of not being able to walk down the street with him without a random stranger glaring at him. He worries that one day, you won't see Bucky, you'll see the Winter Soldier.

X = XENOS [What is something about them that is strange? Something that most wouldn't like] If you're being honest with yourselves, there's a lot that's strange about you and Bucky, both as individuals and as a couple. Enhanced individuals. Incredibly dangerous line of work. Traumatic backgrounds. Take your pick.

For as many supporters that you have, there's also plenty of people that think that you and Bucky are just entirely incompatible. He's always walking around with a stoic expression. You're with a bright smile. Even hand in hand, people think Bucky is cold to you. You don't mind it, and you're not going to ask him to change to please other people.

Y = ANK [What do they do that makes their partner mad? That makes one wanna yank they ass?] You get really, really mad when Bucky comes home hurt. Especially when it was because he did something reckless.

You'll tend to his wounds, that's not your problem.

You're not even really mad at him. You're just upset. Unless, of course, he did something reckless and unnecessarily put himself in harm's way, then, yes, you will be mad at him. You understand that there was some inherent risk in your line of work, but still, there's nothing that gets under your skin like seeing a gash on his cheekbone or a laceration above his brilliant blue eyes. It makes you mad.

Z = ZZZ [What are their sleeping habits? Do they snore? Is the schedule fucked up?] What do you get when you put not one but two deeply traumatized insomniacs, both with irregular work schedules, and very little spare time? Well, the answer is a very messed up sleep schedule. Over time, you've both gotten better about going to bed and at least trying to sleep and slowly you've worked towards something that resembles a good night's sleep, but it definitely wasn't easy for either of you.

And yes, you snore. You also talk in your sleep. You vehemently deny both.

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its-moopoint · 9 months

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With a long hiatus between S7 & S8 again SC are continents apart. Shippers have no problem with him barely in the UK since March and in the US till end of August. Before C's photo today in London, they were saying she's with him, somewhere not wanted to be seen together. After C's photo, they don't need to be together because they are not joined at the hip and after working together for months they need some space between them. This is how they convince themselves and reinforce their fantasy.

Anonymous

I see Cait is still in London, rings back on 🙄 (Aisling Bea's IG) and it looks like she cut her hair again! I hope people chill now, Sam is working in the US and for now Cait is chilling in London, I assume, hoping the strike ends soon so she can go back to work. They don't need to be attached at the hip at all times. Spaces in their togetherness and all that.

bat-cat-reader

Finally a sensible and consistent anon. 😍

Their agendas were programmed with a lot of time, the strike has only meant a change in them. Cait would be working on her film in Europe and Sam working on promoting his gin in the US. Work, not vacation 🙃

shoutlandish

I’m in the mood to say this, so I will. How many weeks can a man be separated from his wife and children without feeling lonely and desperate for affection? That goes for the wife as well. If they don’t find ways to be together, they are headed for a cliche Hollywood divorce. Oh wait, I forgot, they are not together! 😏

shoutlandish

They seem to have a lot of space in their togetherness. 🤔

poughkeepsielass

@shoutlandish Well, they desperately want us to *believe* that there is a lot of space between them. At this point for me it’s like whatever…. 🤷🏻‍♀️

out4321

She could have finished the match and went directly to the airport so, who knows? Agree they don’t need to be attached at the hip. After spending 8 months working with my partner bet I’d need some space in order to keep my sanity. So it’s a big whatever for me.

2truthsandalie5

When something seems out of character, you have to wonder a little JMO. Also that would be photoshopped very easily, it would be more believable if it were a selfie with the two friends enjoying a pint and women's soccer.

shoutlandish

@out4321 What about the kids? What do they need?

bluemaypop

@shoutlandish I’ve wondered about that too. So many separations, some for weeks. Not good for the couple or children.

happysunnyyellowlove

People assume to know how much time Sam and Caitriona are actually separated based on SM posts. In truth, we know nothing of how they spend their time. I’m sure whatever the case may be, it works for them. We see what want to show us and make us believe. And it works.

mariaae

We only see what they want us to see in addition to their official public appearances. Yup, they’ve been apart lots of times when not filming OL but I think they have always managed that well.

auburncurlslass

Their schedules were already setup prior to the Strike…which added a hiccup to their plans..like last year. This time, it’s a world wide problem that could not have been foreseen either. My bet is that she will hook up with him in LA when his Sassenach Spirits Traveling Road Show concludes in LA, later in August. But hey, what do I know….

zeya-zg

Well said @bat-cat-reader, finally a sensible anon and kudos to you, anon, on having a healthy outlook on what relationships are. especially with both being in the industry and Sam having a promotional tour is not something to drag family along. that does not mean something is wrong or does not make them any less together.

Anonymous

We already have the very private Cait located, from now on people will assume she is in Europe. Work done. If, from now on, she continues in radio silence she can move freely without us actually knowing where she really is…just like Sam.

bat-cat-reader

Good point anon, Sam we already know where he has to be but not with "who" he can be in the background and out of prying eyes 😉

Anonymous

Not sure why people are upset that Cait is in London. Surely both SC had work plans for July and August. Sam in US and Cait filming Amateus (now on hold). She'll be kicking her heels for the next few weeks. Waiting for her to turn up in US later in August.

And this is prime example of how it works: they always win. Hope for an scenario, if it doesn't happen then what happens can also be used for their narrative. Not being seen together means they are never together for Tait. You have shooting break and SC going their separate ways and it's called work.

LMFAO such hypocrisy.

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box-architecture · 4 months

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i really love your comunication knife au. it's so interesting and has it's wholesome moments. Especially for how the three have really different dynamics with it's fucked up and cute details. I love your cpunz so much!! i really like the warden!dream au with c!Q and c!Sam bc it's so fucked up but so good too. And also the idea of c!Q trying to sell c!dream's milk it's kinda funny

I thought "yes I will respond to this very coherently and well thought out" but actually I got a bad grade in Talking To People so you're getting this meme. Does this convey my affection. You're receiving love and warm blankets. Unless its Hot where you are. Then you're getting an air conditioning.

Listen Listen. You See. cPunz is objectively so fucking fun as a character. He knows he's hot shit and is fully confident in who he is as a person. He likes to murder people and there's no tragic sad reasoning for it he's just Like That. He feels emotions, like anger, so strongly but he's a master of schooling his expressions because he needs to be. Things have to be a certain way for him, no he can't tell you Why things need to be like that they just Do.

He doesn't need to wear a mask or pretend around Dream because Dream accepts him fully for the ride or die madman he is, and Punz can't lose him and live in a world where no one sees Punz, only The Mercenary only Just A Guy Who Exists only shallow smiles of friendliness but never any deeper connections because Punz is a complex and complicated person, but no one wants the Punz who complains about poor quality in jewelry, or the Punz who Hates being late to appointments, because the part of him that likes making contracts, likes things A Certain Way considers being late A Breach Of Contractual Obligation.

They don't want to put up with his quirks, his insistence on runes being carved into his friends armor, because he's got old superstitions from when he was a kid, and even if the runes he's got aren't enchantments, it makes him feel better to know he's personally carved the rune for 'protection' into their armor. Its about how Punz can and will read the trashiest novel specifically to highlight and mark it up and explain Why it sucks and how it could be improved, and he will infodump about it for hours if you let him, but only Dream does anymore, only Dream will look over his shoulder at Punz's work and ask in depth questions and let Punz ramble, genuinely makes time for Punz to be himself. Wears armor with runes that don't glow with power but were placed with love and care, and has learned to show up on time or a few minutes early because he Knows its important to Punz. People don't want to know Punz, they just like what Punz can do for them.

This was just a really long ramble that can be tldr into Punz Is Autistic. To Me.

Next time I'll ramble about the Neurodivergent Triangle and how Dream is ADHD and Sam is OCD probably. Listen its Important for you to understand the intricacies of Sam's OCD-

Ok listen you know Quackity is the sort of problematic man who would look at the stupidest shit and think "how can I turn a profit out of this" because his inner capitalist can't be contained. He's the level of cringefail man that attempts to run an mlm and ends up with 600 products he can't get rid of because no one on the server uses fragrances except Hannah who is a living fragrance diffuser that constantly smells like flowers occasionally tinged with copper. He has decided not to sell to her.

#ask boxed #I dont really know how I ended up writing that much please pretend I wrote a normal amount of words #I am holding the ckau so close to my chest it makes me happy and I'm so glad you like it too

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batwritings · 1 year

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I've been craving some C! Dream prison arc fluff. Y'know maybe some.. physical affection, especially since we all know how touched starved that man is. (Btw, I've requested a few times and I absolutely adore your work)

I would be surprised if c!Dream wasn't touch starved. (I'm really glad to hear that :D Thank you for coming back!) Enjoy!~

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You weren't allowed to see him at first. Nobody really was until Sam's rules were more defined on what he wanted to try to get from Dream. It took a lot of prying and asking on your part to finally be allowed into the cell alone with him.

"Just let me know when you want to come out," Sam told you as he sent you across the lava. You only nodded, not wanting to give away your excitement. You were thankful in a way for everyone's anger towards Dream. It gave the illusion that you felt the same when all you wanted to do was see your beloved partner.

Anxiety was bubbling in your chest as you drew closer, hoping he wouldn't think the same. You hoped he knew you still loved him, that you understood his reasoning for doing what he did. With a big sigh, you stepped onto the obsidian, finally making eye contact with your convict.

Bright green eyes stared at you in disbelief as you approached, a sadness in your own. Dream looked awful, and that was putting it lightly. New scars littered his freckled skin, the bags beneath his eyes more pronounced, and his gorgeous blonde locks starting to fall out from the stress. He was a wreck.

Slowly, you brought your hand up to caress his cheek. Your heart broke as he flinched at first, clearly more accustomed to pain that a gentle touch. Even still, you let your hand make contact, the warmth from your palm feeling beyond warmer than his frigid skin.

It was as if something clicked in Dream's brain then. Something that told him you were real, that you were here, and he wasn't going to be hurt. His arms wrapped around you then, quickly pulling you down to the bed he'd been provided.

The man said nothing as he clung to you, his face hiding in your chest. Your heart was shattering with each passing second as Dream started to shiver in your hold. You gingerly ran your fingers through his damaged hair, careful not to pull more out as your held him.

"It's alright Dreamer," you mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to his head. "I've got you." The quaking coming from your precious convict told you of the emotions he'd been holding back. You could feel where his tears would begin to stain your shirt, but there wasn't an ounce of you that cared.

In that moment, you were all he had.

#bat writes #anon reqs #dreamwastaken fluff #mcyt fluff #dsmp fluff

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llitchilitchi · 2 years

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I saw a tag on the au comic of George wrapping the burn from sapnap about making excuses to push that nothings wrong and it’s been churning in my head since, is George’s willingness to ignore the bad stuff something that gets confronted or addressed?

Like does George see it’s affects on dream or when a particularly bad reaction to a trigger gets worse? Does dream bring it up in anger about what he sees as a transactional relation (his life for George’s kingship) or when he pushes down his trauma too much and backfires? Is it something sapnap notices once he doubts dream’s trauma less or (if the situation with the burn isn’t the only time his anger hurts dream physically/mentally) is it guilt that sees how pretending nothing wrong is causing more cracks?

Or does it resolve slowly as they trust more and begin to see what’s really happened?

Sorry if this is too long or a bit confusing! I’m a bit of a sucker when it comes to angst that gets worse before the healing starts 😅

ohhh this is a juicy one, thank you anon

for a disclaimer I want to say that while a lot of the fun in this au is the exploration of how thoroughly toxic c!dream team would be if they were to team up now and address their problems in an in-character way (which is not addressing anything at all lmao), I as a major dteam enjoyer would feel far too guilty about not trying to fix their relationship. so while I have no plans of a direct confrontation of MR!George's attitude and blantant ignorance of issues at hand, especially not by MR!Dream, he will eventually have to face reality and change his attitude and live with the simmering guilt of telling Dream to suck it up after Sapnap defended the man who tortured him for months in his face.

before anything else, Dream does try to make the relationship as close to purely transactional as possible. he finds comfort in putting a pricetag on everything he does and doesn't dwell on anything that happens between him and George or him and Sapnap, at least not externally (though he does keep track of things, for his own safety).

George takes care of him, mentally and physically, but he never goes beyond what is absolutely necessary, and Dream very much sees it as a good thing! it gives him space he needs and the fact that George "doesn't care enough" to pry means that the relationship is transactional and not something much much deeper (even if it hurts and he wishes they could go back, sometimes). he treats it very much like c!dream treats his relationship with c!punz - definitely close, definitely friends, definitely give each other enough space and don't ask uncomfortable questions so they can keep a vague facade of both of them doing it for personal gain.

because George will wrap the burns, and he will check on Dream's injuries daily, and he gives Dream regen potions, and he holds him in his arms when Dream has a particularly bad panic attack, and he knows when to step back because Dream faced an unexpected trigger. but he doesn't ask what the trigger was, doesn't ask why Dream cried for Sam in desperation through a nightmare. and I will not say much more since the next comic should cover this (hint hint: dream has a fringe in this au despite the rest of his hair being long)

it does become significantly easier for them to actually notice things when they are willing to look though. when they actually think about the subtle changes, the flinch away from Sapnap's axe, the crease in his brows when Sam or Quackity are mentioned. it's an equal part of Dream revealing something after being pushed and the two of them being more willing to listen after he has said (in Dream's opinion) far too much.

but the resolution is a slow process. threads unravel on their own when given enough time. and once the unraveling goes too far they can't go back, so might as well make the best of it and maybe for once, in a quite out of character way, sit down and communicate.

tl;dr: it's a mix of natural progression of time and a series of incidents that prompt them to actually confront their views and properly talk. there might have never been much of a change without Sapnap pushing until Dream snaps, or Dream having a moment of weakness and telling Sapnap how he views his attachments, or him melting into the familiarity that is George's hands cupping his cheeks as George counts to 10 and Dream slowly remembers how to breathe.

#monarchy restoration au #asks #dsmp #the eternal battle of 'there is comics for this I will draw them in the future' and 'i dont wanna brush off all asks I get with 'lol SOON''#I still think that some of these things are subject to change depending on how I develop other aspects of the AU #especially the later parts #Im a huge softie that wants everyone to make up and get along but Im also a sadist who wants to push the angst as far as I can go #the real question is 'how far is too far and beyond repair'#and what will Sapnap and George have to do to prove to Dream that the shit they said and did was result of their own ignorance #and how much would dream be willing to have either comfort him #how out of character would it be of him to cry?#how much hurt/comfort can I fit into their dynamics for it to make sense and not just be completely different characters #I walk a thin line #ngl the best way to describe dreamnap relationship in the au at first is the attachments comic except sometimes it results in the argumens #and dnf in this is very much summed up as the two panel 'dream look at me' snippet I drew #gentle demands and gentle hands but they are demands and orders nonetheless #anon if I made no sense or sounded stupid Ive yet to have my coffee I am so sorry

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blueinkphantom · 8 months

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Hello so I see you have demons please tell me about them I am a great enjoyer of demons what has driven you to insanities today

Hello, I have many demons, my main four being c!Dream, rivals duo, barn owls and the legend of zelda.

Owls have once more driven me to insanity because LOOK AT THEM CUTIES

Owls, especially barn owls are such fascinating animals

Demons got fed today especially by having two people im in a discord with draw barn owl hybrid c!Dream :D

Now because i already went on a small mini rant about owls in the other you get all the reasons why c!Dream and barn owl fits cause thats circled my brain again today (+ barn owl c!Dream scenarios i came up alongside a friend :D)

1st: one of the many owls under the barn owl family (also called family Tytonidae) is the Masked Owl. c!Dream wears a mask in many depictions and is also implied in canon to wear a mask.

2nd: a barn owl's facial disk is heart-shaped. c!Dream is very much filled with love alongside other emotions. Therefore i declare it to fit as well.

3rd: Barn Owls screech :D Unlike other owls that hoot, a barn owl can screech and it sounds fantastic (imagine barn owl c!Dream screeching like that while being tortured and unable to keep the sounds in anymore)

4th: Their flight is very very quiet, perfect for sneaking up on prey and enemies and thus also a perfect fit for c!Dream. (Imagine c!Dream using this to surprise c!Punz sometimes and in certain AUs c!Techno. partly testing how well they react to possible danger)

5th: Barn Owls like the western barn owl have their facial disk nearly completely white and that mixed with the black eyes look similar to dreams iconic smiley mask (minus the mouth)

6th: i love them both they are both perfect

7th: one nickname for barn owls is ghost owl cause their appearence is often viewed as ghostly. i have no clue how exactly this fits cdream but i just wanted to say it. (maybe because c!dream is in certain regards a ghost of his former self)

8th: look at barn owl babies. thats c!Dream as a kid

9th: look at these eastern barn owls in the dark. spooky :D (slightly) c!Dream-core (/hj)

10th: c!Dream deserves turning-head-270-degrees rights and as owls he gets that. it would be fun for c!sam to one day go check up on the prisoner close to the start of c!dream's imprisonment and demand c!dream to turn around to look at him, only for c!dream to just turn his head

11th: A barn owl's eyes are stuck in place in their head cause they arent balls like a human's eye balls. This is why to look at things, they turn their heads. (Really easy to restrict his vision by just tying his head down :D)

12th: i believe c!dream deserves to have wings and being a barn owl hybrid could give him wings

13th: imagine barn owl c!dream perching on his friend's shoulders and heads :D imagine c!sapnap specifically having a leather shoulder pad and gloves so it hurts him less when c!dream digs in a bit more with his claws. imagine c!sap still wearing it after all this time

14th: c!dream in a syndicate au with the plushies he got from c!techno that he claims to hate

15th: Owls are sometimes called the cats of the sky and c!dream is a catboy so another point

16th: babies (c!rivals duo as owls + yt dreamwastaken as barn owl + c!drunz as barn owls)

ive got more points but now my brain is just circling barn owl dream with nothing specific

(Imagine barn owl c!dream holding those he likes close to him with his wings. consider barn owl c!dream bringing food gifts to those he likes cause thats one of the ways owls show affection. imagine barn owl c!dream with dreggs. imagine little barn owl c!dream bobing his body up and down cause alert. imagine him meeting csap like that and sap assumes hes dancing. consider barn owl c!dream gettings his wings bound or clipped in prison. consider barn owl c!dream making nest out of blankets or other stuff and just grabbing c!punz and cuddling. conisder-)

#inkphantom.ask #ask game #this got very long #i am only halfway sorry #it could have been longer #and i should make a power point about this

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75-percent-ginger · 2 years

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Pattison Endgame

Summary: These events take place between S2 Ep 7 and the series finale, after Allison “disappears.”

Warnings: Depressive episode, angst, some swearing, sexual content (18+).

w/c: 4200+

a/n: I wrote this the weekend before the series finale and it’s my first fanfic ever. I’ll post it on AO3 once I get off the waiting list. I’m obsessed with these two and their love story. The story goes exposition, exposition, angst, so much angst, declarations, whoa sex, end. If anyone actually reads this, I hope you enjoy!

It wasn’t until Patty crossed the state line into Maine that she started to really contemplate what she was doing and have second thoughts. Leaving Massachusetts made it real, but entering the state where Allison was living made her panicky. Her heart started beating wildly and the palms of her hands were sweaty on the wheel. “Christ, Patty, get it together,” she muttered.

Those first few days after “Allison’s incident” were a heady blur for Patty. She had the benefit of knowing that nothing bad had happened to Allison, but the whiplash feeling of hearing Allison say she wanted to stay—the feeling of hope, happiness, and relief blooming in Patty’s chest—made it so much more painful and raw two days later when Allison actually left without saying goodbye. She spent all of her time holed up in her house, barely clocking the parade of police and investigators that would file in and out next door. She was sure Tammy was among them, but she didn't want to deal with anyone right now, especially her recent ex.

Despite her efforts to disappear within her house, Tammy appeared unannounced at her front door, knocking and calling out, “Patty, I know you’re home. I just saw Neil two blocks away and he said you haven’t left the house today.” Patty knew she had to answer, but underestimated the puffiness of her eyes and overall appearance. At that point it had only been three days since Allison had disappeared, and Patty was scaring herself with how empty and despondent she felt. She would cry and fall into an exhausted and restless sleep, obsessing over the note Allison left her. How could Allison say that Patty was better off? What did that even mean? Patty was angry and frustrated, and, during moments when she was honest with herself, completely heartbroken.

She hadn’t looked in a mirror yet when she opened the door for Tammy, but the wide eyes and visible start that Tammy gave was a clue for Patty that she looked like shit. “Oh, ah… I’m sorry to bother you. I, um…” Tammy paused for a few seconds with her hands in her trench coat. “Look, Patty. I’ll be honest here. I came to talk to you about Allison because I wanted to see if you knew anything more—we haven’t found any rem—uh, any sign of Allison at the bottom of that cliff, but our crew is working through some really thick vegetation. Our resources to dedicate to this run out after today. I was wondering if you may have any more information about how Allison was feeling, or if she said anything that indicated she maybe wanted to run away?” Tammy paused there, probably to see what Patty would say, but Patty couldn’t summon the energy to say anything. “Ok, well. I do know how much this is affecting you. I know what close friends you are”—Patty was together enough to hear the sharpness in how Tammy said ‘friends’—“and I’m not here to interrogate you or anything. I thought that maybe you knew something about this, but now that I’m looking at you I don’t think that any more. I’m sorry. Please take care of yourself, Patty.” And with that she was gone.

After the initial few days, Patty tried to resume a normal life, returning to the salon and reading books on her couch, but none of it felt normal. Patty waited patiently to wake up one day and feel like there wasn’t a suffocating weight on her chest, but after two solid months of dragging that heaviness around with her, she found herself outside of Sam’s café. She tucked herself into a corner booth and ordered a ham and cheese sandwich and a water from a disinterested waitress. “Allison’s replacement?” she idly wondered. Patty scanned the front area for Sam, and as he buzzed around the register looking busy, she waited until he started for the back to approach. “Hey, Sam?” she asked tentatively. “Oh, hi Patty. How are you?” he replied, pleasantly. Patty didn’t want to make small talk and also couldn’t honestly answer that question without making the conversation uncomfortable. “I am terrible and it’s a chore to leave my house every day” isn’t the kind of honest conversation you start when you’re about to ask somebody for something. Instead she decided to tell him a half-truth. “Well, I’m having a tough time with the uncertainty of knowing if Allison is okay.” There. That was definitely true. Sam didn’t need to know how consumed she was by the question of why Allison left, and why she thought it would be best for Patty if she did. “I know you said that night that you didn’t really know where she went, but did she give you any idea at all?” Sam looked at her, contemplating his answer. “I don’t know, Patty…” he said, with a half shake of his head. Patty could tell she was losing him so she spoke her other truth. “A couple days before she left, she told me she wanted to stay, and I told her that I wanted her to. I don’t know what changed in those two days, but I’m worried that she’s either in trouble, or maybe I did something and didn’t realize…”

Patty stopped talking abruptly as all of the emotions of the past two months came flying up to the surface with her words. It took all of her strength not to break down in front of Sam, and he could see the struggle and the toll written on her face. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay,” he said, grabbing a pitcher of water and filling a glass from the bartop, and thrusting it at her. “Here you go.” He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, before making a silent decision with a slight nod. “She told me she was probably going to stay in New England, at least for a while. But that’s really all I know.” Patty exhaled. “Ok, Sam. Thank you.” As she walked out of the bar she felt lighter for the first time since Allison disappeared. She had a name, and she had a direction. She could work with that.

The lightness lasted for about two hours. As soon as she got home from the café with Sam, she put her plan into place—she was going to call every law office in New England and ask to speak to “Gertrude Fronch.” It wasn’t foolproof. Obviously Allison could be doing anything, but Patty had a hunch that she was trying her hand at being a paralegal again, as one final “fuck you” to Kevin. She started with Vermont, since Allison probably didn’t stay in Massachusetts, and Rhode Island was too close, and Connecticut was basically a suburb of New York. Patty had a hunch that Allison ended up in one of the northern New England states, and she started her phone calls with that same confidence. It began to wane about twenty calls in. If someone called the salon asking for a name she didn’t recognize, she would yell out “Wrong number!” and hang up immediately. It would be five seconds, tops. But these law firms, wow. They couldn’t just say hello, it was always “Thank you for calling the law offices of Larry, Moe, and Curley, how may I direct your call?” And when she asked for Gertrude Fronch, the person on the other end would be way too helpful. “Oh, there’s no one here by that name that I’m aware of but let me take down your name and number in case we just hired her.” Or “I don’t believe she works here but we would love to be of assistance if you can explain why you are calling.” It was an entire song and dance conversation with these people, and it was exhausting. Also, there were way more law firms in New England than she thought! “Yeah, a lot of low level drug dealers that need lawyers,” a little voice in her head teased, sounding just like Allison. “Excuse me, but I am in pain management,” she thought with a smile. God, now she was talking to herself.

After that first day, Patty limited herself to no more than an hour a day making calls. A week later, she was questioning her entire strategy as Vermont and New Hampshire garnered absolutely nothing for her efforts. She was almost through Maine, and that weighty feeling was back each day, when she called an office in what seemed to be a small town in the upper reaches of the state. “Good afternoon, Law Office of Haggarty and Sons, this is Cheryl, how can I help you?” “Hi,” Patty responded, already mentally deciding that this would be her last call of the day, “can I speak to Gertrude Fronch?” “Oh, Trudy?” the woman responded. “Sure, one sec, she just walked through here.” Patty dropped the phone like it was burning and then in a panic picked it up and started slamming the button to end the call. She disconnected and collapsed on the couch with her hand over her mouth. She hadn’t expected at this point to actually locate Allison, and certainly wasn’t prepared to talk to her over the phone. “Oh my God,” she whispered, even though she was alone in the house. “I found her.”

It was easier than she thought to ask Diane to borrow her car. Diane had been spending some time with Neil since Allison disappeared and Patty had to admit it was good for her brother. He was spending way less time with Kevin after the initial first few days after the cops came to Kevin’s door with Allison’s backpack and grim looks, when Kevin demanded attention and catering at a level even beyond his typical self-involved narcissism. Patty begrudgingly understood up to a point that Kevin believed Allison was missing or dead, but when Kevin started going to the bars and using the “my wife went missing and could be DEAD! Or MURDERED! Or EATEN BY A BEAR!” to get free drinks from sympathetic regulars and attention from women, all within a week of her disappearance, Patty lost all sympathy. Kevin was who he was and she couldn’t spend any more mental energy on him. Luckily Neil seemed to reach the same conclusion. He was going off with Diane every couple of days and was vague about what he was doing, but she followed them once to the local Unitarian church where she was pretty sure they had AA meetings. Patty didn’t want to pry but just hoped against hope that he continued on the path he was on and didn’t give in to the black hole that was Kevin ever again. When Patty approached Diane, her cover story was that she needed the car for a couple days for an hairstylist conference in Hartford. Diane regarded her for a moment and pursed her lips. “I imagine this conference is pretty important to you?” “It is,” Patty answered. “Kind of a future defining conference kinda thing.” “Hmm,” Diane responded, thoughtfully. “And you’ll fill the gas back up when you bring it back?”

And now Patty was getting sweat all over Diane’s steering wheel as she tried to stave off an impending panic attack on I-95. She pulled off the highway into a podunk gas station and splashed cold water on her face in the grimy bathroom. She had been so focused on her plan to find Allison that she never really thought about what would happen if she did. How would Allison react to Patty just showing up out of the blue? What would Patty say to her? What if Allison’s new life made her happy? The pit in Patty’s stomach twirled around in a pirouette at that thought. Patty was miserable, but Allison had done what she wanted to do and escaped Kevin. She had to be happy, at least mostly. Maybe completely. Patty still didn’t understand how Allison could sit on the couch next to her and tell her she wanted to stay and then leave without saying a word, just a note with “You’re better off.” Patty dug her nails into her palms and closed her eyes. She didn’t come all this way to turn around now. She was scared and she hated the feeling, but she was going to get answers, no matter how painful they may be to hear.

Some hours later, Patty was sitting outside Haggarty and Sons law firm in Orono, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible slouched in the front seat with her eyes widening with every person that walked out the front door. It was approaching five o’clock but no sign of Allison yet. Patty sat up slightly as the door opened again. “No, that’s a brunette,” Patty thought with disappointment until her breath caught as she noticed the tell-tale hands shoved in the pockets of a winter coat and unmistakable gait of Allison McRoberts. “Of course she looks great with brown hair too,” Patty thought as she hurriedly started the car. As Allison pulled out of the parking lot in a nondescript gray sedan, Patty followed at a safe distance several miles to a cute neighborhood backing up to the woods with similar looking townhouses in varying colors. She watched Allison get out of her car and enter one of the middle units, and could see a light go on through the drawn curtains. Her heart was slamming in her chest. “Now or never, O’Connor,” she said aloud. She turned the car off decisively and got out of the car in a hurry. She closed the distance to Allison’s house feeling her heart pound with every step. She found herself in front of Allison’s door, and felt herself knocking with a slow “Thwock…thwock…thwock.” She heard footsteps and focused on the door handle turning.

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Anyone on the outside would say that Trudy Fronch was settling well into Orono. It was a college town so the locals were used to transplants more than one would expect in northern Maine. She found a job pretty quickly in a family-run law firm with Bob Haggarty and two of his boys (the third boy had a little problem and dropped out of law school, the locals would say as they tapped the side of their noses and made sniffing sounds). On Sundays you could usually find her at a cafe near the university at a table eating a scone and reading a book, early enough so the hungover college students weren’t up yet and dragging themselves in for brunch. She lived in the Stillwater Village townhomes and as far as anyone knew seemed to be single. The only thing people really knew was that she had been from Massachusetts at some point in her life—no hiding that accent. She kind of winced when you asked her, though, and Mainers don’t pry into anyone’s business who doesn’t want to be pried into, so by all accounts Trudy Fronch was fitting in well and only slightly mysterious.

Allison McRoberts worked hard to appear as nondescript as possible in Orono and knew that even with some mild interest from her neighbors, coworkers, and locals, for the most part it was working. It was all an act, of course. She went to her job at the law firm and found some comfort in her paralegal work. It was interesting and it felt good to be employed. But there was no joy in it. She smiled and made small talk and ate cake at Bob’s birthday celebration and there was emptiness behind all of it for her. On Sundays she would go to the cafe and pick at a scone and stare at the same three lines in her book as her mind wandered.

There was a relief in her freedom from Kevin, of course, but it was outweighed by the loss of Patty. It was a different loneliness than the years she spent facing every day in her miserable marriage, but the ache of it was constant. So many times she would think of something she couldn’t wait to tell Patty and immediately realize that she couldn’t share anything with Patty ever again. She constantly felt like she was on the verge of tears. She would close her eyes and think about the comfort of sitting on Patty’s porch with her, even in silence. She thought about what Patty would say when the only decorative touch she made in her townhouse so far was a Barbie doll still in its case, propped on the counter in her kitchen. She could picture Patty smirking, “Nice touch, Allison, but maybe a little too on the nose?” She smiled at what she would say to Patty in response, as innocently as possible- “Oh, Trudy made that choice. I would have put up a sign that says ‘Live, Laugh, Love.’” She thought about Patty all the time. Not having her next door was torture. She hadn’t wanted to leave, but it was the only way to ensure Patty wouldn’t get caught up in the plan she had put into motion and dragged Patty into. Also, she had to admit, both Neil and Tammy were in her head about her negative effect on Patty. She felt a little thrill when she first heard Patty tell her with a tipsy laugh that Tammy thought she was a bad influence on her. But then Neil said that Patty was so different since they started hanging out—that she was worse. Allison felt defensive when he said it, but it stayed in the back of her mind. She was the one who got Patty involved in all of the illegal shit she did as she planned to kill Kevin. She had put Patty at risk, and as Tammy closed in on the truth, Allison couldn’t keep doing it. She didn’t care much if she was caught, but she would never get over it or forgive herself if Patty was. She had to leave. She had to.

The actual act of disappearing had been easy once she realized that she had to do it. She told Pete and Kevin she was going on a hike, and then dropped her backpack just off the trail before a huge drop off that ended in thick trees, brambles, and rocks. She doubled back, put her hair up in a hat, and called a cab to take her to the the train station in Providence. From there she bounced around like a pinball machine—train to New York City, bus to Albany, different bus line to Burlington, and then finally a rental car to Maine. She found her townhouse online and her paralegal job within a week. It was all easy, except for the part where she had to exist in this new life, without the person she cared most about in this world. Without the person she loved.

It had been a typical Tuesday at the law firm and Allison was home deciding between chicken cacciatore or spaghetti and meatballs when there was a slow, steady knock at the door. She was immediately nervous. It had only been a little over two months and as easy as the disappearance had been she knew she wasn’t ever going to be truly in the clear. She half expected to see a police officer, or Tammy, or hell, even Kevin, show up on her doorstep at any point. “It’s probably just a neighbor,” she thought as she approached the door and took a deep breath as she turned the door handle and pulled the door open.

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Patty took in Allison’s new hair first, even though she had already seen it. The brown locks framed her face perfectly—a face that had gone wide-eyed and open-mouthed upon seeing Patty standing there. “Hi, Trudy,” Patty managed. Allison broke into a smile that flooded Patty with relief as she was able to let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding in. “Oh my God, Patty!” Allison exclaimed. “Come in!” Patty stepped into the entryway with the kitchen directly to her left. She noticed a plastic case with a Barbie leaning against the wall on the counter. She raised her eyebrow at Allison. “Oh, yeah, that’s just an idea that I had and um, it’s like kind of a memory and a joke and um…” Allison stammered and trailed off with a quick shake of her head and a gesture with her hand. Patty had to bite her lip at Allison’s awkwardness. It was comforting and grounding to know that Allison hadn’t lost any of it with her new persona.

“Wait,” said Allison, suddenly. “How did you find me?” Patty watched as the fear dawned on Allison’s face she and spoke quickly to reassure her. “Don’t worry, I’m the only one who knows where you are. The police officially labeled you a missing person but they aren’t looking for you anymore. I think Tammy’s suspicious, but she doesn’t think I know where you are. The last time I spoke to her, I didn’t. She has no reason to come looking for you.” Allison breathed a sigh of relief. “And Kevin?” Patty hesitated. “Well, at this point he’s mainly pissed he has to wait five years to declare you legally dead and collect insurance. I’ve also seen the same girl around your house lately so I think he had a pretty quick grieving period.” Allison nodded. “To be expected, honestly,” she said with a shrug.

There was silence for a moment. Then Allison asked, “So how did you know where I was?” Now Patty felt awkward. “Well, I had your name of course. And then Sam was able to tell me you were probably somewhere in New England.” She hesitated and then said in a rush, “So I knew you liked the paralegal thing before Kevin messed it up for you so I had a hunch and I started calling all the law firms in a few states asking for you and then I found you at the place you were today.” She paused without looking at Allison and then added, “It wasn’t a big deal,” with what she hoped was nonchalance. Patty snuck a look at Allison, who was staring at her. “Wow,” she said softly. “You really know me, don’t you?”

Something seized in Patty with that question. “I mean, I thought I knew you, Allison. But you told me you wanted to stay, you made me believe that you wanted to stay, and then you just…. And the note you left for me said I was better off? How could you think that? How could you possibly…” Patty pressed her lips together hard to cut her question off as the emotions of the last two months and being here in front of Allison now threatened to break her wide open. She didn’t know if she wanted to break down in sobs or yell, but she felt like she was teetering on the edge of losing it completely. She hated this vulnerability. She hated it. Allison was the only person in this world that could make her feel this exposed. Allison, who was—Patty looked at the other woman’s trembling lower lip and realized with incredulity that Allison was also on the verge of losing it. “I’m sorry, Patty,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry but it was the only way to keep you safe and I was ruining you anyway and I couldn’t keep doing that to you, so I had to leave, and—“ Allison put her hands up to her face and started to cry.

Patty’s instinct was to go to Allison and comfort her, but then part of what Allison had said hit her and she stopped with her hand on Allison’s arm. “What do you mean you were ruining me?” Allison sniffed and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater. “It’s just some of the stuff Tammy said when she had the video of you in Vermont, when she knew that I was the one who got you into the situation. And Neil! Neil said how different you were once we started hanging out and I just started thinking about all of the risky situations I put you in and that if he saw it and Tammy saw it, it must be true.” “Oh Allison,” Patty sighed. “You listened to my jealous girlfriend and my idiot brother? I was beside you in Vermont because I chose that. You didn’t force me into doing anything. I’ve been alongside you every step of the way because I wanted to be. And of course I was different after we became friends—Neil was used to me being miserable!” Allison looked at her hopefully. “Are you sure? You mean that?” Patty was suddenly aware of their physical proximity. She cleared her throat and took a half step back. “I am. But there’s one more thing I was wondering.” Allison gave her a quick nod. “The night you told me you wanted to stay, you never answered why. You had gone through so much to disappear and be done with Kevin, so why did you change your mind?“ Patty didn’t realize until she asked the question how much she needed to hear the answer. There was a little beacon of hope rising within her that bloomed as she waited for Allison to respond, scarcely daring to breathe.

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Allison had run the gamut of emotions since opening the door and seeing Patty standing there. Joy and excitement at first, then fear when she thought she may have been discovered. The worst was seeing the obvious hurt on Patty’s face when she asked why Allison had left. It was overwhelming to Allison that she had done anything to hurt Patty that badly. And for what? She had wanted to stay, but thought she was doing the right thing by leaving. But here now, in front of Patty, feeling the intensity of her gaze as she asked why Allison had wanted to stay, Allison knew what a mistake it had been to go. And now she had a second chance. A chance to be honest and to repair the damage.

With her heart thrumming in her chest, Allison spoke her truth: “I wanted to stay because of you.” Allison watched Patty’s eyes widen and it was just enough for her to summon the courage to keep speaking. “My feelings for you made me want to stay. This isn’t just a friendship for me, not anymore. And you are my best friend, Patty, you’re the best person I’ve ever known, but I’ve recently discovered that I am absolutely in love with you, and it’s so much more than friendship, for me.” She paused with her head down, hardly daring to look up at Patty, until Patty spoke.

“Allison….I….I’ve been in love with you this entire time.” Patty raised her shoulders with her palms up, tilting her head. “I’m so sorry I spent fifteen years ignoring you. When you left I felt like I deserved it for refusing to see you or know you for so long, and—“ Patty’s words caught in her throat. Allison closed the small distance between them and brushed Patty’s hair back off her shoulders. She used both hands to cup the sides of Patty’s face and traced her thumbs back and forth against her cheekbones. When she met Patty’s lips with an intensity that even she wasn’t expecting, Patty responded with an equal hunger. She tasted of the mint gum she had no doubt chewed in the car after her last menthol. Allison noticed how expertly Patty wielded her tongue and the implications of that sent a shiver of desire up Allison’s spine. Allison had never felt the kind of certainty that she felt in this moment with Patty with anyone else—that she was exactly where she should be, doing exactly what she should be doing.

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Patty hoped she would remember to keep breathing through the kiss. From the moment Allison had said she wanted to stay for her, that she was in love with her it felt like she was going to float away like a balloon in the wind. Was she breathing? Maybe she had died. Maybe she had been in a car accident on the way up to Maine and this was a coma dream. But her lips were responding to Allison (Allison! Kissing her!) and the rush of blood throughout her body let her know that she was very much present and alive. Then Allison made a noise against Patty’s lips that was between a sigh and a hum, and it was like every fantasy that Patty barely allowed herself to have for months burst free in her mind and almost made her gasp with the desire to take Allison right there in the kitchen.

Allison clearly felt the charge pulsing through Patty since she broke the kiss off for a second and looked at her in a way that gave Patty no hesitation about what to do next. She gripped Allison’s hips and moved her back against the kitchen counter, pinning her with her body. She traced light kisses down Allison’s jawline to her neck as Allison tilted her head and made a “Mmmmm” sound. Then with a sudden movement Patty put her hands on Allison’s round bottom and lifted her up onto the countertop. Allison had worn a skirt to work that day and it was riding up as Patty positioned herself between her legs. “Allison, I need to you tell me—“ “Yes,” Allison interrupted, breathing hard. “I want you to do anything and everything you want to me.” Patty didn’t need to hear it twice. She moved her hand up the smooth skin of Allison’s inner thigh until her fingers found panties. She used her thumb to circle the telltale wetness as Allison gave a sharp intake of breath. Patty slowly moved the panties to the side and purposely refrained from allowing her fingertips to make anything more than the barest contact with the part of Allison that was now moving insistently toward her touch. She shook her head at Allison with a smirk on her face. “You said I could do anything and everything I wanted. And I want to make sure you never forget this experience.”

“Don’t worry,” Allison responded shakily, “already one for the books!” Patty smirked again and got back to work, pulling Allison’s panties down and off her legs in one motion and then using her right hand to sneak under Allison’s sweater and push her bra up and off her breasts. Allison hurriedly took the sweater off and threw it to the side as Patty unhooked the rest of her bra and cupped her breasts while alternating kisses on her neck and nipples. “That feels so good,” Allison murmured. “Wait until you see what’s next,” Patty responded. “Lean back.” Patty dipped her head down and flicked her tongue at the place on Allison she knew would get a response. She wasn’t disappointed. Allison jerked like she had been zapped by a charge of electricity and let out an “Oh!” Patty pressed forward, her tongue alternating pressure and speed based on Allison’s increasingly loud and demonstrative reactions. At one point Patty thought she heard Allison saying “I knew it, I knew it.” She lifted her head with a “Hmm?” but Allison could no longer hold a conversation. Patty let Allison twist a hand in her hair and shove her head back down. Seconds later Allison arched the small of her back and drove her heels into Patty’s shoulder blades and as she shuddered from the waves of pleasure coursing through her body she came calling Patty’s name over and over.

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When Allison could trust her legs to support her, she slid off the counter and took Patty’s hand with one word: “Bedroom.” Patty gave her a look that was a mixture of interest and arousal that set Allison’s heart into arrhythmia. They crossed the threshold as Allison shed her skirt, the only remaining article of clothing she was wearing, and she focused on pulling layers off of Patty while kissing her greedily. When Patty was as naked as she was, Allison pushed her back on the bed and straddled her, feeling the heat emanating from between Patty’s legs and feeling a thrill looking down at Patty’s porcelain skin and soft, heavy breasts. She leaned down and kissed Patty more slowly, letting her hair drape around her face. “Want me to tell you what I like?” Patty asked.

But it had been 15 years of Allison being responsible for her own orgasms in moments when Kevin wasn’t home or definitely asleep, and she had learned a few things about her body in that time. She figured the things that she liked may be the things that worked for Patty too, so instead she said “Tell me if I do anything you don’t like, but right now I’m in charge.” Patty couldn’t hide a smile, but as Allison slipped her fingers down and found Patty slick and ready, the smile turned into a little gasp as Allison entered her with two fingers and began slowly penetrating her, curling her fingers each time on the way out and going faster and with more urgency in response to Patty’s increasing moans. Allison only slowed down to adjust her position and introduce her tongue, tentatively at first as she tried to remember everything that Patty had done to her just minutes before, but with increasing confidence as Patty’s legs pulled taut around Allison’s head and her breath came loud and quick. Allison slipped a third finger into Patty and was immediately rewarded with a full body spasm as Patty panted “Jesus….Christ….Allison!” and then came with an intensity that left her quivering and unable to form any more words.

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The next few hours passed in bliss as they dozed in each other’s arms. At some point in the middle of the night Allison noticed Patty was awake too and quietly asked, “When do you need to go back to Worcester?” “Well,” Patty responded, “considering I borrowed Diane’s car to get here and told her I’d be gone for two days, it has to be tomorrow.” Allison made a noncommittal “Hmm,” and propped herself up on her elbow, looking at Patty. “What do you think about coming back up here this weekend? I have enough money for you to rent a car.” Patty smiled. “I think I can work that into my schedule.” Allison smiled too. It was funny how quickly life could change. She had been facing a future without Patty when she had woken up the day before. Now Patty was in her bed, they had told each other how they felt, and the possibilities before them seemed endless.

“Patty?” Allison asked. “Mm?” was the sleepy response. “When you come back this weekend, maybe we can go see a movie?”

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tobi-smp · 2 years

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Thoughts on a potentional arc in which c!Ranboo basically threatens to divorce c!Tubbo if he doesn't get his act together and be even mildly decent towards c!Tommy? Specifically if it is motiviated by him feeling enraged that they both left c!Tommy to suffer in the hellish conditions of Limbo, which he now has firsthand experience with?

Not asking IF you think it'll happen(probably will not, but hey, here's to hoping).

Just wanna see if you've got any thoughts on the idea or if you think it has potentional.

well if you want my Honest opinion.

there’s nothing inherently wrong with ideas like this as long as there’s an awareness around them. they exist for catharsis because one character is being mistreated, and there’s this desire to see it addressed as the unfairness that it is. and typically that’s facilitated by one character acting as the audience surrogate to enact the sense of justice that people feel is lacking in this situation. someone finally calling the aggressive party out, people finally realizing how much another character has been hurt, there being Consequences for people’s actions. it can be something that’s deeply satisfying to see done right, especially when you’re frustrated with the source material.

but it’s also something that’s often done very clumsily, with the biggest problem being a character acting as a mouthpiece to the point of it being immersion breaking. I’ve had multiple instances where I’ve dropped a fic because I’ve reached a titular Calling Out section, and I can picture the exact meta posts that the ideas being presented stem from.

to achieve real catharsis it needs to feel natural to the characters and the situation, Even if the intent is to bend the characters to get there.

in this case, the way it’s presented Doesn’t sound like a natural path for ranboo as a character to take, it feels like taking fast pass to the part where you get to watch ranboo say to tubbo what the audience wishes they could say to tubbo.

consider this:

ranboo is going to be Extremely traumatized coming out of death, and that Should be a heavy focus at the beginning of an idea like this. and tommy Would Be in a position where he’d be able to help him, as he’s a character whose not only experienced death but has gone a long way in healing from what he experienced. he’d be able to show ranboo Understanding and meet his needs in a way that not just anybody could.

and it’d be From There that you could have feelings of guilt from ranboo about how He feels he’s let tommy down before. the same feelings that ranboo expressed after tommy’s actual death. it should be ranboo and tommy promising to be there for Each Other, to be present in Each Other’s lives. tommy not pushing people away to keep them safe, and ranboo choosing to be Active in tommy’s life rather than only acknowledging what he Should be doing and how he feels when he’s alone.

it needs to be something that the character Would realistically think and believe. ranboo isn’t likely to blame himself specifically for tommy Staying in limbo, there wasn’t much they could’ve done at the time with sam being in control of the prison and dream being in control of revival. but I Do think that ranboo could reasonably be expected to realize that he had a hand in trapping tommy in the first place, and I Do think he could be reasonably expected to regret not Keeping Up With what he talked about in the aftermath of tommy’s death.

and if part of the point of the fic is going to be calling out how tubbo has dropped the ball in his relationships recently, then it should stem at least partially from tubbo not being able to be emotionally available Here with ranboo either. the point should be that tubbo is currently coping with a combination of Avoidance and anger and how that’s been negative affecting his relationships.

or that’s at least one way of going about it! catharsis through writing isn’t always meant for the reader anyways, sometimes the catharsis is for the author. and if writing the original concept for it gives You something out of it then there’s nothing I can say that would make it a bad idea to go through with it. and my taste isn’t universal anyhow.

all of That said, my absolute favorite example of catharsis-based fic in the entirety of the fandom is “take a step back.” it’s one of the most beautifully constructed fics in the fandom and I will wait as long as it takes to see the end.

#meta #long post

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♻️🧭🐍

♻️ - is c!dream redeemable?

So the thing about redeeming antagonists is that they have to show remorse and a genuine desire to change long before they start the road to redemption. They also typically aren't shown to be The Worst Person Around. To use Zuko as an example (since he tends to be the most well-written redeemed character people know), from the first episode of the show, he 1) had a sympathetic story that held a good reason for why he was so hell-bent on capturing Aang, 2) showed he wasn't the Worst by leaving the Southern Water Tribe alone after he discovered Aang wasn't there, and 3) had General Zhao taking the title as The Worst Person Around so people could compare and know Zuko Wasn't As Bad.

c!Dream doesn't have any of these. His backstory is made up entirely of his own choices (most--if not all--of which tie into his obsession with c!Tommy in some way, shape, or form), he's actively done everything he can to Become Worse, and he is without a doubt The Worst Person Around. He has shown no remorse for what he's lost, and he doesn't show any signs of getting postitive character development any time soon.

Also, let's not forget that within the story itself, c!Dream wants people to think he's been redeemed just so he can keep tormenting c!Tommy. He wants people to think he's changed while in the prison so they ignore c!Tommy's cries for help and (unintentionally) facilitate c!Dream's plans to isolate him from the rest of the server. There's a reason people were calling the Season 4 c!Primeboys arc the "Boy Who Cried Wolf" arc. c!Dream wants the characters to stop believing c!Tommy so they'll ignore his cries for help, and by the time they realize he's right, it'll be too late to help.

So no, c!Dream is completely irredeemable. He has been since Exile, but every choice he's made since has only dug his grave another foot.

🧭 - was c!wilbur right in allowing c!tubbo and c!tommy to fight for l'manberg?

From a story perspective, c!Tommy and c!Tubbo were already too involved to let the others fight for L'Manberg alone, even if c!Wilbur tried to refuse. c!Dream once again focused his attacks on L'Manberg because of c!Tommy ("TOMMY! ...Wilbur, and the rest of--L'Man-child-berg."), so c!Tommy would've fought regardless, especially since L'Manberg was c!Wilbur's idea. c!Tubbo fought because he was the first casualty of war (when c!Dream and c!Sapnap burnt down his house) and because his friends joined the fight on L'Manberg's side. Both of them had a bone to pick and a reason to fight, and c!Wilbur honestly couldn't have stopped them if he tried.

Besides, they would've found a way to fight in the war regardless. This is early S1 c!clingy we're talking about.

🐍 - is c!sam a sympathetic character?

YES HE IS. AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL IF I HAVE TO.

Is he a morally good character? Not anymore! Is he still sympathetic? Absolutely. See, c!Sam and c!Wilbur are narrative mirrors of each other. Both were kind, considerate, morally good people who, after a terrible tragedy, proceeded to Fall From Grace and go through negative character development before hitting rock bottom, committing atrocities along the way (e.g. the Pit and chopping c!Ponk's arm off). However, because we saw them fall from grace, and we have their reasons for it (as well as Regret for what they've done), the tragedy of their character arcs make them sympathetic.

c!Sam is one of my favorite characters for a reason, and the complexity of his fall from grace and how it's affected his relationships with everyone in his life that makes me love him so much.

#ask game #friend tag #friend: areus #If c!Sam has a million sympathizers I'm one of them/if c!Sam has no sympathizers I'm dead and all that #Thanks for the ask!

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dr3amofagame · 4 months

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i know this is a kinda cursed question but what would be the birdhouse au guys in omegaverse?

tbh i don't have as exciting of an answer for you as you'd probably like bc the premise of the AU hangs so heavily on the idea of these guys being alternate versions of each other that having them have different secondary genders doesn't reeeeally make that much sense, but hey why not here's a few hypotheticals under the cut:

the most obvious scenarios in this case are sams all alphas + dreams all omegas, and sams all omegas + dreams all alphas in terms of like, traditionally how omegaverse ship content tends to pan out. so we'll start from here. regardless of who's who, the uh Biological Compatibility, let's say, is a draw and repellant to both the dreams and the sams, depending on who and when and in what context. j!Dream is absolutely down to babytrap himself into more privileges, especially if he's capable of becoming pregnant. c!Dream is deathly afraid of that same possibility. j!Sam is uhhh well. He's Got Feelings about the whole idea of being ~meant to be~ biologically and also afraid that it'll be used against him through Dream's Manipulations (whether he's an alpha or omega, in this scenario)--depending on the scenario, he's definitely ping-ponging between putting Way too much emphasis on the secondary sex thing or completely ignoring its existence. ummm ff!Sam kindaaa dgaf besides how it all justifies stuff sexually like he's just horny that's it.

if either sam or dream are betas, then that whole like "inherent compatibility" thing wouldn't exist and affect their dynamics. if the sams were betas, they'd definitely like appreciate the relative detachment biologically, especially when compared to ruts/heats where dream loses control while sam gets to keep it. if the dreams are betas, then sam is probably keeping them pretty far away from ruts/heats just bc they don't like the feeling of being vulnerable like that in front of dream.

if we have alpha/alpha or omega/omega, i kinda almost feel like there'd be a point of proving how dream is "evil" because he's...a worse alpha or omega? not from a sexual standpoint, but like, just in general. the similarities are kinda discomfiting to sam and sam is making a general effort to put some distance there. dream is a bad alpha bc he's overly domineering and doesn't give a crap about his pack, dream is a bad omega because he's not nurturing enough and too assertive or whatever stupid excuse etc. and beta/beta is just kinda normal ig.

i'm boring, i feel like there's stuff that could technically be explored in all these scenarios but alpha sams + omega dreams kinda works best for the format and characterizations. (for the record, i'm not talking abt coparents here bc that's not my turf, though i'm 90% sure that theyd both be alphas? ik angela has said pream alpha before.) w/ mayfair specifically, a lot of what makes it go down the way it does is j!awesamdream kinda just kinda diving headfirst into craziness just bc nothing's there to stop them, and i feel like being enabled biologically fits much better for their whole Progression compared to if biology were to work against their whole dynamic. pre-birdhouse, j!sam is seeing mayfair as the Ultimate Victory, and like. him and dream and a perfect house, his prisoner, his omega, whatever? combined with the ways that four square would deeefinitely touch on this in an omegaverse AU, it's really the perfect excuse for him (and dream) to let biology run its course and uh, take over. it's the perfect excuse for him to see dream as his and the perfect excuse for them to just, go fucking nuts with it. so they go fucking nuts with it.

j!dream would prefer being an omega like for the record. like i mean there are a whole host of reasons but also like bc he's a little dumbass a huge one is literally just convenience. yeah it's not hard to carry lube around everywhere but it's the principle of the matter you know. c!dream, on the other hand, is even more high-strung and anxious than he is in canon bc of this whole deal nuh uh do not pass go do not collect $200 GET HIM OUT OF HERE [rattles the bars of his cage] etc. heats would be. an especially sore spot--a point of abject terror before he gets involved with anyone and kinda just awful when he does join the hell polycule; sam isn't cruel during them, but that doesn't really make the lack of control feel better. especially when his sync up with j!dream. sam...probably isn't going to get him suppressants tho 😭also jmah!duo are too stupid to be biologically compatible the chances of j!dream getting knocked up and dying are astronomically high whenever it's possible

in terms of like, allowing for a little more variability between the sams and the dreams, i'd say that p!dream as stated earlier would likely be an alpha. c!dream and j!dream have to be the same it's part of the premise for their universes that's not gonna change, omega for them and alpha for j!sam again for the reasons outlined above yes i'm boring. i can totally see ff!sam as either a beta or an omega. omega ff!sam is really awful in a kinda funny way kenjo would probably support the "let ff!sam have a baby" agenda but i think all of the rest of us are against his parenting. p!sam is...im pretty sure he's an alpha but im not sure that's angela's turf. there's something a little funny to me personally with birdhouse involving alpha trans guy pream + omegas cis guys c/jream i wont lie like i think theyd kinda make a joke or two about that.

just for like, very general non-secondary gender specific notes? pheremone stuff allows for another means of communication that doesn't easily allow for lying, for better and for worse. there's a lot of fear in this house. it probably lingers in the corners. the basement reeks of it. it makes it a little more obvious too when someone's had sex, which i mean, it's not like they were subtle before but yknow. mating/bonds kinda work differently i think depending on how people's omegaverse rules work But i think j!sam in general hesitates on initating mating bonds like, for awhile. ff!sam has no desire to be mated to either j! or c!dream; they're prisoners. not mates. i actually do like the idea of er j!sam ending up claiming j!dream during a very specific incident, especially when the creation of a bond incorporates like a level of greater sensitivity? or whatever to the other's emotions, or like outright emotional telepathy in some versions. j!sam can't admit the drive behind why he did what he did, especially in the scenario in which he does it, but also the added connection to j!dream is. somewhat intoxicating. uhh h what else exists in omegaverse...the added biological component to the conditioning for j!Dream is. errrr. bad. really bad. mayfair probably gets cranked up to a higher intensity than it already is which is insane considering mayfair (gestures vaguely again at the whole, theyre too stupid to be biologically compatible thing, technically j!sam is probably careful enough to remember birth control consistently but i dont trust this mans for my life). no clue what theyd smell like for the damn record. maybe cinnamon, for c/jream. either like cinnamon/vanilla/warm spice-y or something like, clean and fresh and very faintly floral, mostly like grass. shrug. ummmm idk idk .. sam would fucking love having an alpha voice holee fuck this guy was already talking to dream with a bad dog voice in the prison break. tho he basically like engineers that without omegaverse in jmah already bc he's a freak. the ways theyd work with and against their instincts is kinda interesting? anyway yea that's it

#omegaverse #my asks !!#birdhouse AU #lmao long ass post abt this #j!sam is so funny. yeah we're meant to be yeah he's my one and only yeah i'm devoting my whole life to him yeah he's made for me #but calling him my partner or my mate. now that's going too far #guy is totally fixated on the whole alpha/omega of it all while denying that he has any interest in mating him like. okay man.#i totally forget omegaverse Lore (tm) sooo hopefully i'm not missing anything crucial #and also this is wholly cringe and i embrace it LMAO

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