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cupoftaae · 1 year

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Growing Pains (KTH drabble)

Summary- You and Taehyung discover the struggles of parenthood as you take on the task of raising your 3 month old daughter, Kiyomi.

Warnings- mentions of postpartum struggles and attachment issues

word count- 1.6k

A/N- Hi guys! so after Ladybug got so much love I decided to make a another drabble to continue their storyline, this takes place months after their daughter is born. Hope you enjoy it!

Taehyung woke up to the sounds of crying. He sat up and looked over at his clock, it was 4:32am, and you werent in the bed.

Groaning, he pushed the covers back and began walking down the hall into his daughters room, finding you on the floor with her in your arms.

"Im sorry we woke you, go back to bed" you whisper, noticing the sudden appearance of your husband in the room. "are you guys alright?" he asked, ignoring your previous demand as he walked further in and sat next to you, eyes still sleepy from the abrupt awakening.

You sigh and gently rock the small baby in your arms as she wailed, becoming frustrated yourself. "she wont stop" you exhale, finally looking at taehyung. "maybe shes hungry?" he suggested, moving his hand to wipe away his baby's tears.

"She wont latch...so I dont think she is...I also changed her and put her in a lighter onesie incase she was too hot" you gesture to the new outfit on Kiyomi, of course taehyung smiled at the ladybug printed fabric.

"let me see her" he whispered, gently taking the frail 3 month old out of your arms. "Hi baby, you giving mommy a hard time again?" he kissed all over her face before pulling her against him, her tiny head resting on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back.

"im so tired" your hands run over the front of your face, knowing you return to work tomorrow afternoon and not only would you be exhausted, you would be missing your baby.

Since Kiyomi was born, youve been home every single day making sure she was taken care of, of course Taehyung has been an excellent help as well, and you probably wouldnt have been able to do this without him, yet at the same time you couldnt express your fears of going back to work after maternity leave....you didnt want to let him down or make him feel like you didnt trust him. It wasnt ever about trust, it was about going hours and hours without being able to make sure your daughter was okay. What happens if she needs mommy? What happens if she starts to cry and he cant differentiate it from a hunger cry, dirty diaper cry, or a tired cry?

"go back to sleep, i'll take care of her" he yawned and stood up, one hand reaching down to help you to your feet.

"I cant sleep" you sigh, walking over to rearrange her crib and the blankets. "cant we just keep her in our room tonight? she can sleep in our bed" you finish.

Taehyung gently rocked her around as he paced the room, the small cries slowing down. "baby I thought we agreed its better for her to be in her own room, she is gonna be too dependant on us.....and why cant you sleep? you just said you were tired-"

"because I have a list of things I need to do Taehyung!" you turn around, "I have to pump because she didnt want to eat, and I need to make sure you have enough milk for tomorrow, plus extra just incase, and then I need to put my work clothes in the washer because I forgot, then dry them, and you know what?" you throw your hands up as you walked over and took your daughter "shes only 3 months old, theres no harm in having her in our bed, who cares! she wont even remember anyways" you scoff and walk out of the room.

You didnt mean to snap on him like that, in fact you felt bad as soon as you left her bedroom. Taehyung is a great dad and an even better husband, but you still found yourself unable to stay calm when the list of things piled on, you didnt know how everything was going to go tomorrow, and you were stressed.

"hey...Im sorry if I said anything to upset you" he whispered as he finally walked into your shared bedroom, his daughter now asleep on the comforter as you sat and tried to pump milk.

sighing, you turn to look at him. "I didnt mean to act like that...you didnt do anything wrong, im just on edge"

He slowly walked over and sat on the bed next to you, careful of the sleeping baby in front of him. "whats going on, sweetheart?"

You didnt respond right away, instead you shrugged and looked down at Kiyomi, feeling those stupid tears resurface to your eyes again. "talk to me angel..." he rubbed your back.

"I dont want to leave her" you spoke in a choked whisper, wiping your cheek quickly. "What do you mean?" he calmly responded.

"Work tomorrow, I dont want to go....I havent been away from her since she was born. Ive had 3 months but im not ready." you take a breath, gathering your thoughts. "I went to the supermarket yesterday to buy dinner by myself, and almost had a panic attack because I realized she wasnt with me"

"my love, its okay to feel like this you know?" he rubbed your back softly, his chest tightening upon hearing your struggles. "sounds like you might be experiencing some separation anxiety,"

"I wanna work from home" you protest, shaking your head. "I cant leave her, and Its not about you not being a good parent- because you are so good, probably better than me" you chuckle lightly, "I just need it for myself....I need to see her. I spent 9 months taking care of her, I knew where she was at all times, and now that shes actually here I get so worried something will happen"

"i know sweetheart, I know" his hand ran through your hair as you spoke, "If you really want to look for a job that allows you to work from home, i'll support you all the way, you know that....but I really think its important to go tomorrow at least, to tell them about whats going on"

You leaned against your husband, glad he was supporting you in such a vulnerable moment. "why cant I just call them tomorrow?" you sniffle

"because I think its good to just go in, the smaller steps you take, even if its just a day, will probably make things easier for you."

"mm....just tomorrow?" you look at him

"Just tomorrow, then you dont ever have to see that place if you dont want to, you can stay home and i'll pamper you both"

You giggled and shook your head, "no, I wanna work....just not outside the house"

"and I support that" he gently lifted your chin so he could kiss you.

You smiled and kissed him back, watching him carefully as you pulled away.

"You are so beautiful, I swear motherhood made you even more attractive than you already were" he grinned

you raised an eyebrow, looking down at yourself before looking at him, "are you kidding me? I have a suction cup attached to my tit right now, and my hair needs to be washed....dont even try to say I look good" you shook your head as you noticed the bottle was full, taking off the pump and pulling your shirt down as you crewed the cap on.

"Ah you dont see yourself how I see you, the fact you go through so much for our baby is what is beautiful to me, and just for the record, you could never shower again and i'd buy all the nose plugs in the world just so I could be near you and call you cute"

"shut uppppp" you whine and lean against the pillow, "thanks though....fatherhood looks good on you"

"now thank you, but we both can tell that its not physically" he laughed and stood, putting his hands on his belly. "sympathy weight" he patted his stomach, making you laugh.

"Hey, I didnt do that to you!" you retort

"Yes! you insisted that I eat with you every time you had a craving, and what did I do?"

"ate with me" you smile

"yeah, except you were eating and it went to the baby" he chuckled, "mine went to my stomach area"

"hey I think dad bods are sexy" you nudge him

he rolled his eyes jokingly and wrapped you in his embrace, both of you looking down at your finally sleeping daughter.

"next kid, you deal with those cravings alone" he teased, hand gently squeezing you closer.

You smiled brightly at his words, you couldnt handle another child right now, especially with your current mental state, but you knew in the next 3 years you would enjoy having a second baby.

"thats not gonna be for a while bubs, relax" you patted his thigh

"what if she gets lonely" he looks at you

"are you serious" you laugh, squishing his face "shes 3 months, plus she has us, and tannie. I promise she will be well entertained until we have another kid"

He huffed and slouched down, making you giggle.

He sat up and grabbed his phone, turning the video on as he began filming his sleeping baby. "I havent recorded anything in a bit, well thats a lie, I recorded her yesterday when I was playing airplane and she ended up puking on me"

Your giggles are heard off camera before he faces it towards you "Oh its funny huh?"

"shh, youre gonna wake her" you quickly cover the camera to hide yourself before he continues to ramble on about your baby. He's been doing this since that day you both found out you were expecting Kiyomi, and it still warms your heart to see a man so in love with his creation of life.

He was your rock, and she was your ladybug, and perhaps you would be okay after all.

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spiritual-messages · 1 year

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Blessings coming your way pick a card! ❤️

Hey there! Todays reading is all about blessings that are coming in your life ... Which wish is coming TRUE ? What blessings are coming?

Before we begin ..I want you to take few deep breaths and center yourself .. Now pick a pile that you are attracted to the most

The pictures aren't mine and are

taken from Pinterest credit to the owners ❤️ thank yaaa bless!

Pile 1 ---- pile 2

Pile 3

Pile 1

Energy :

damn I heard " money " 👀 as soon as I connected .. Woohhhh strong sad vibes.. Experienced loss in wealth ? Wanna know about money ? Is this investment worthy ? Anything money related ? If you were concerned about these topics then Congo! you picked the right pile my dear!

Current situation :

So what i see is that there was a loss ... That was all of sudden... Smth happened that damaged your financial life .. And now all you are doing is panic panic and panic.. I see you over working .. Multiple jobs .. Trying to rebuilt what was torn apart .. Working with full determination .. Skipping meals and all wooooffff.. BITCH CALM THAT ASS DOWN .. BREATHE! I SAID BREATHE OKAY!? chill out pleasee u need to ..

Blessing :

Now .. Lemme tell ya good news.. Whatever happened.. Was needed.. Becz theres smth more bigger for you . let go love .. Please take time for yourself and relax.. I see there are blockages .. I see u stressed and worried for future but .. Trust me theres money coming in .. Possible new job offer.. Bonus.. Probably your boss give you a promotion .. Probably you'll start gaining success in your passion yess.. The universe is telling you to follow your passion and trust me they got you ! They got your back .. Just relax .. I see the blessing coming your way is definitely an ideal career .. More money and a happy life .. Things can only change once you learn to accept and let go of the past so please do .. I see the stuckness fading away soon so.. Chill out take a break.. Probably go on a trip ? Work on yourself .. And then take action .. See whats right for you.. There are alot of opportunities coming so be open to them.. Be positive .. Becz whats coming in future is more important than what has gone .. Trust the process have faith.. Money is coming for you babeee just let the clouds of panic and overthinking fade . watch the sun shine again..

Wishing you the best

Bless!

These songs might be significant for you ! Do listen to these ❤️

Pile 2

Energy :

So pile two .. " karmic " " heartache " I heard these words.. I see.. You must be broken .. Trapped .. And stuck somewhere not being able to move on.. Clinging onto the past .. Damn I feel heaviness on my heart like some sort of weight .. This is my heart broken pile .. You got cheated on ? Third party ? Break up? Cant move on ? Then this is your pile ..

Current situation:

So I see smth happened all of the sudden . everything was going good and this shit happened that left you numb and broken .. A tower moment.. A painful karmic relationship is what i see.. You gave so much love to this person and in return you got cheated on .. Now you are doubting your self .. Questioning yourself " am I worthy " and asking universe why they did that to you .. I pick on a lot of broken energy .. Yes you are worthy of love .. There is so much more better for you so stop .. Stop doubting yourself just let the past go .. The old progress must have fell down and got broken just becz of its weak foundation .. But try to see the positive .. Now you can build smth new .. Strong and better than before ..

I see that this was a tower moment in your life .. And right now you are in the middle of chaos .. Absolute chaos damn it .. I feel so stressed .. Alright.. Lets just jump onto the blessings..

Blessing:

So as a blessing I see you moving on .. Moving on from this painful shit that you didn't deserve .. I see you growing .. You might spend time with nature alot .. And now i see a new journey .. You will start a new journey that i'll come as a blessing .. The universe is telling you to let it flow and unfold naturally . becz on this journey you'll learn to love ans accept yourself .. I see you helping others . or receiving health... You'll definitely heal from the pain full past with help from someone (possibly a soulmate) I see you'll attract a soulmate into your life by working on yourself . that will love and accept you and will be grateful foe your work.. You will attract TRUE love you manifested this soulmate .. You asked for smth permanent thats why the old karmic shit has ended .. You can move on .. All you need to do is trust yourself .. Pay attention to signs love your angels are trying to help you .. Pay attention to angel numbers .. Songs and dreams .. That could be imp for you 👀 wish you best my dear

Bless!

please listen to these songs these might be significant for y'all

Pile 3

Energy :

So so so plieee 3 welcome to the reading . I feel happy so happy... Your energy is so positive .. So happy and feel as if im on the mountains and the sun is shining bright and feels good and warm on my skin ... Wow.. .. Are you manifesting smth ? Wishing for someone ? Manifesting a specific person ? this is your pile thennn

Current situation:

Alrightie .. Right now i see you manifesting smth and sending positive vibes to the universe .. But sometimes you feel doubts tryin to blur your vision but trust me you are a master in manifestation .. coolll I just wanna dance for some reason .well okay okay i feel it .. The vibe..

Blessings :

So guys .. Whatever you are wishing for .. Is gonna come into your life ... I see wish fulfillment .. You might be noticing angel numbers such as " 111 , 1111" I heard " bad romance " the song might be significant for you .. So if you are manifesting a relationship or a soulmate possibly a twin soul.. They are coming . in you damn life .. I see success and patience . i see you'll finally get what you have ever wanted all you have to do is accept the changes and be patient becz positive changes are coming . light is coming ( sun and light both cards are there wooohooo! Cheers to my pile three! You rock guys)

I see good luck and fortune coming along with money . you attracted that shit mhm mhm go get it .. I heard " delicious " well hello *eyebrows wiggling* whatever you prayed for or visualized about .. Is coming to you .. another song loveee .. You'll be on the best version of yourself.. Happy and healthy ..learning and growing .. Creating your damn reality .. Just how you wanted . here comes my bad bitches proud of y'all you got this lovee! So happy for yaaa .

Please listen to these song ls as this might be significant for y'all ❤️

Bless!

Byeeeh 🦋🤍

So this was my veryfirst reading please show me some love and give me honest feed backs wish you a very best future remember y'all are devine beings and can create your own reality

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bunny175 · 1 year

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A/N: Back again with a new chapter of gentle hands! This one deals with the bdsm exam they have to take ;) you can read more in chapter 8 of ‘gentle hands’ linked at the bottom <333

Summary: Remus figging James as part of their bdsm exam.

Warning: this is in no way a representation of real life bdsm not should it be used as instruction. smut ahead, 18+

“Shh. Lie back for me.” Remus says softly, once he’s finished binding James’ hands behind his back.

James does exactly as he's told, gazing up at Remus with trusting eyes even as his new position puts a slightly uncomfortable pressure on his wrists.

"That's it." Remus gentles, guiding one of James legs up so that its pressed against his chest. "So pretty."

James blushes at the praise, turning his head to the side as if he can hide away in his own shoulder.

The sub is already slick and prepared from the man's earlier inspection, and Remus presses a finger into him easily, curling it to meet the sub's prostate with practiced accuracy.

James whimpers softly, eyes trained on Remus as he tries to ignore the fact that they're in a room full of watchful eyes.

"So, so, pretty, baby." Remus coos, running a large, scarred, hand over over James' taught stomach, feeling the muscles shift beneath his touch.

James whines in response, shivering slightly as goosebumps rise on his skin.

"How does that feel, hm?" Remus pries, dragging out another desperate whimper from the sub as he soothes his middle finger mercilessly over the sub's prostate.

"Good." James gasps, back arching slightly as Remus applies pressure to his perinium. "So good."

"Good boy." Remus coos, adding another finger, and then another, revelling in the soft sounds James is emmitting, slowly relaxing as the boy's eyes flutter shut and he forgets the world around him.

Remus continues to play with the boy until he's satisfied that he can take whatever sized fig they provide him with. Then, he eases his fingers from the sub, hushing him softly as James opens those wide doe eyes to gaze at him in confusion.

"Here you are, Mr Lupin" Rita says, stalking over to them before handing Remus a ginger plug. Its thick and fairly long, whittled at the bottom before it flares to give James something to clench down on.

James sees it and winces.

"Ready?" Remus asks, coming to stand between James' legs as he strokes along his leg.

"No." James whines, but nods all the same.

Remus slides his fingers in first, warming James up yet again as he tries to ease the sub into a calmer mindset. It works, for the most part, and as Remus' clever fingers work their magic, James melts steadily into the table, muscles growing lax in pleasure.

"I'm gonna put it in, okay?" Remus asks, waiting until James' blissed out gaze meets his before pressing the fig into him.

Its cold, to start off with, and uncomfortable sort of iciness that accompanies the stretch, but the heat of James' insides quickly begins to quell the coolness and before James knows whats happening theres a sudden warmth spreading through him.

"O-Oh." He gasps, shifting uncomfortably as he heat only seems to grow. He's never been figged before, only had to watch as Sirius endured it, but he quickly recognises the other sub's responses in himself as he squirms.

"Ah-" He whines, cutting himself off as he sucks in a breath, the warmth beggining to tingle and then burn as it stretches him open and licks at his rim. "Sir- Sir- I- Oh-"

Remus chuckles softly, soothing a hand over James' chest as the sub arches his back, a pointless attempt at escaping the heat.

"Does it burn, baby?" He coos, watching James cock as it twitches and dribbles, a sure sign that James isn't hating it as much as he could be.

"Y-yeah. Yeah, sir. Burns." James whines, swallowing thickly when instead of pulling the fig out like he'd hoped, Remus just leans over to pinch one of his nipples, sending a bolt of pleasure through him.

James flinches, whining again as the action causes him to bear down on the plug, only to freeze when it seems to worsen the heat.

"W-what- Sir?" He whimpers, eyes watering at the strange sensation.

"Shh, you're okay. Just the more you clench the worse it gets, you remember from Siri, don't you?"

James whines pitifully, wishing desperately that there was something, anything that he could do other than just lie there that would alleviate the burn.

"I know. Just take it, baby. That's it. Good sub." Remus coos, soothing James' distress as best he can. "Focus on your breathing. Just like that, yeah? In and out."

James does as he's told, struggling to suck in a breath before holding it and then letting it out.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Remus watches him breathe for a moment, settling the dominant within him as the sub calms himself down.

2022 © all content belongs to bunny175 or bunny17 on ao3. Please don’t repost my work anywhere <3

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xeter-group · 11 months

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I really wanted to start off this blog with some interesting math posts but it looks like its a vent instead. Sorry lol

Really having a crisis lately...for context I recently graduated from maths and went into a cs industry job and I'm HATING it. Its so fucking boring. I cannot express just how boring it is. I've spent hours at a time having literally nothing to do because the people I'm meant to report to are leaving me on read when I ask for work.

Every time I bring the fact that I'm bored out of my mind to a senior I get asked if I'm asking for work. Why the fuck is it my job to beg on my knees for work? The managers in my department were all fighting each other in an introductory meeting to try and convince the new hires their teams were more fun to be on and when I get in the teams NOBODY WANTS TO FUCKING TALK TO ME about what to do. And the few people in another team who do talk to me about this don't seem to have anything interesting for me to do.

This is exactly like my parents fucking custody disputes. So much talk about wanting my time and when I actually take them up on the offer EVERYONES BUSY ALL OF A SUDDEN. Theres even the neutral third arbitration party who I go to to tell who I'd rather spend time with.

I'm not at this job so I can learn about the inane details of our organisational structure. I want to actually learn demonstrable industry relevant skills. Skills that aren't obsoloted by a choice of vendor or organisational shift. Skills that someone can verify I have by asking me to do them infront of them, not just trusting me when I say I'm an "excellent communicator who led task x". But every task I'm being asked to do is some boring database/search query/automation task at BEST and document reading/ticket answering at worst.

I tried to explain to my manager I felt I wasn't having to use my brain at all at work and he didn't seem to get it. It always seems to take multiple explanations to anyone at this place to convey what I consider as interesting. l told a higher manager about my complaints and his bright idea was to have me do a task that was 70% talking to people from different teams. I don't want to manage a project or consult stakeholders or determine project scopes or manage peoples unrealisitic expectations. I want to learn and solve problems. New problems. Technical problems. I want to be critically thinking. Is this hard to understand? Why am I having to resort to reading math textbooks in my spare time and at work to remain sane? My job should be doing that.

I've wasted so much of my life not learning because of bullshit reasons. In primary school I complained to my mother that maths class was boring because I already knew what we were learning. I wanted to skip grades. She told me to stop learning and eventually everyone else would catch up. I had to take it into my own hands to learn what I wanted to. Then high school rolled around, and I was still being bored to death. We have to learn parabolas a fourth time, I was told, because everyone else had forgotten them again. No, I couldn't not learn that again. I had to relearn all the chemistry I'd already taught myself because assessment. No, you can't skip these because it wi affect your tertiary entrance scores. I wasted so much of high school fretting about USELESS shit like criteria sheets and university entrancr scores. When I got to university I was finally free to push myself. I had a blast. And then I go into the workforce and its like primary school again.

I don't think industry has the right kind of work. I think I can only be fulfilled in academia, but academia will pull me away from my home country and idk if I can handle that. It feels stupid to say this but it all essentially boils down to one friend (I'll call her J) I met in highschool. We are in a small tight knit friendship group that has been fairly constant since highschool and honestly I can't imagine living without J. I was interested in her in highschool and sort of expected in university I'd find a load of cool new friends and sort of just...didn't? Don't get me wrong I have a load of cool acquaintances (and one friend but I'm not looking to get closer than I am already) but I never made the step to be proper friends with them. So I've just been weirdly emotionally dependent on this one person. We are just friends and its very stable, she knows how I feel. I don't need any hope of a further relationship to continue feeling how I do. I derive way too much happiness from her but literally nobody else makes me as comfortable as J does.

You'd usually say that you'll make new friends or find someone new but in the past 8 years I literally haven't found anyone else whose company I enjoy as much, and I can totally see myself going another decade without bothering to really try and look for any friends to be this close to. I don't care enough about sex or relationships to bother meeting a hundred people who I don't like just to find one person who can take up even more of my already precious time. I've long accepted that I'd rather indefinitely continue being emotionally attached to J with no chance of a relationship than bother with trying to shift to someone else. Other people suck. So I'm just going to end up being alone if I go overseas, especially since I'm going to be moving like 6+ hours timezone difference away.

I've loved learning and STEM my entire life and I've given up so much for it. I don't know if I can give up my friends for it though.

#rant #long post #venting

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irregodless · 11 months

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so lets talk about that book

ive not read the entire thing yet for reasons ill get into in a minute (FOOTNOTE: this will be explained later)

TLDR: remember if you comment negatively on my review without reading all of it i will report you and also youre wasting your life by saying anything negative ever

the character we are introduced to is venus who seems to vacillate between being pious and believing she is Literal Evil Made Manifest. whenever she is around the prose becomes insufferable to read at best and unreadable at worst using turns of phrases no one has ever even thought to use or stating things that at first seem figurative but turn out to be very literal and the inverse of that

and i do mean WHEN SHES AROUND. the beginning of the second chapter begins with actually competent prose which follows until venus shows up again. her presence also brings with it an annoying amount of footnotes and often for things that dont need them (diablo is latin for devil) while not having them for actually uncommon words or phrases OR are used to describe plot elements in the most egregious example of telling instead of showing possible sometimes even half explaining it and then saying itll be explained later in the book. sometimes the footnotes are given for words that are explained in the rest of the sentence.

because of this izzy and i, while we were reading, labeled her as Narrative Poison, a cognito hazard who fundamentally affects the story on a meta level. now this concept is interesting. if i could trust the author. but the author has ruined her ethos for me even outside of personal interactions

if venus is intended to he bad, this brings new problems with it. the first is that even the competent prose is lousy with evidence it was not proofread well or read out loud for comprehension at all. even if venus is supposed to mark bad narration it should still be enjoyable to experience and not a pain

the next issue is that the book opens with her rambling prose which gives equal attention and detail to everything no matter how inconsequential while treating anorexia and disease as a moral failing, and confusing muscular atrophy with muscular dystrophy. a books opening should serve as a hook and while the opening doesnt have to be perfect you have damaged your trust with your readers. they read that and that is the impression they get. they are unlikely to give you the benefit of the doubt UNLESS they too believe in elegance over readability. and even then they will be blindsided over the head by the sudden and abrupt change in narration styles that do not flow

pb flower includes a lot of cultural references but most of them fall flat instead seeming like they bolster the story. ace just lists some norse mythos words that dont ultimately mean anything together. theres a lot of islamic terminology and references to indic mythology id delight in learning about if at any time they felt a. like they served any purpose other than hey look what words i know and b. didnt usually just amount to shortened wikipedia explanations. few of the cultural references land and some only prove the authors lack of familiarity with them like a certain navajo spirit starting with s that People. Are. Not. Supposed. To. Say.

related to nothing but ace randomly speaks welsh often before repeating himself in english and the way flower presents it makes it seem more like welsh is just a heavy accent than a language not unlike this bitch speaking japanese. thats not like a callout its just the only way it makes sense.

so now lets talk about ethos outside the book. in her blazed post flower is asked if the book is written by ai. she says ai was made by humans so there is absolutely no distinction. after i pointed this exchange out she deleted the comments and began claiming that she, her, she wrote the book. i think she said it took 3 months? which um... it shows.

she has not denied that it was written by ai but she HAS explained that to her there is no difference. i can no longer trust anything she says especially if she DID use an ai and she believes that that constitutes having written it. but when i asked my followers how they felt about a physical book priced at 25 dollars OSTENSIBLY having been written by ai. she, at least apparently she, sends me an anon saying she will report me for "defaming her copyrighted work" and i cannot speak poorly about it if i havent read it. she also makes a post asking if when you review something poorly if it was because it was actually bad or because you didnt gel with it. flower has thus proven a lack of ability to handle criticism maturely or professionally as she didnt even make an attempt to in turn say "hey this isnt ai dont keep spreading lies about my work it was a miscommunication" which even if she did send that to me now.... i couldnt believe her. and yet if she sees this review shes probably gonna try to report me again having proved she cant handle criticism especially since the post seems to imply that the only reason you would leave negative feedback is because youre a sorry little hater.

i would love to believe that venus is actually meant to be narrative poison maybe even that flower used ai to write her and if she did that would actually be quite clever! i MUST admit! but the thing is: i cannot trust her as an author. and so am i willing to give her 200 pages worth of my life trusting in someone who has proven i cannot trust her to prove her concept? to trust that she would even attempt listening to my criticism without just writing me off as a hater? well, to quote her post "lifes too short, move on."

anyhoo itd be disingenuous if i didnt at least share some highlights from my read. perhaps ill add on more thoughts for now but without going into details like "obedient ebony" heres a good place to stop for now

that last one is the most resonant with me :)

#ace umbra #pb flower #book review #fucking bitchtopia!#i just realized that last tag looks bad out of context thats a quote i found funny #i am not calling pb flower a fucking bitchtopia thats rude

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filthforfriends · 2 years

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ok but that ask of abo dynamics? the thing you wrote? perfection.

take this as a request: keep writing that please i beg you (im beggin yoOuU). like what happened after that kiss, what happened as soon as she turned 16, i just need to know and my imagination isn't really good for that 😩

also im a sucker for abo dynamics, especially damiano being a really protective alpha

OKAY I'm gonna try to continue this one and hers a pic of how I imagine alpha!daminao

when he drops you off at your house, he goes inside to meet your parents. theres a chance that you scents will evolve based on your romantic and sexual connection, so he wants to meet them before that. alphas meeting their omega's parents is customary, since omega's may meet their lifelong mates, or vice versa, as young as 12 or 13. since its not uncommon for your first real mate to be your mate for life, getting off on the right foot with the parents is important to Damiano. what your parents think of his character and intentions concerns him. He wants to establish a good relationship with them.

of course he's Damiano: charismatic, eloquent, artistic, confident, and respectful of your boundaries. the fact that he's bothered to introduce himself so early is already scoring him points. but this is also a stepping stone so he doesn't just assume that he'll be introduced. he's actually kinda tactful and quiet about it. when he pulls back up to your house (adjusting his jeans multiple times) he asks, shy or even timid in a soft voice "do you want me to meet your parents? if not I understand! you don't know much about me yet, so if you'd prefer to mate until you're sure --" "I'm sure about you. come inside." he'd say okay and so one of those precious, genuine smiles that reaches his eyes.

your parents weren't stupid. they could sense a slight change when Damiano started to hang around you more. it was almost imperceptible, but your mom caught it. so although your parents are surprised to see Damiano, they're not really that surprised. figured this time would come soon. of course they're apprehensive about a 17 year old alpha being interested in their 15 year old daughter, but even sitting down for the tense, awkward conversation that you quickly excused yourself from evokes good will because its a sigh of quality character. after a rather long integration, they can tell that he's trustworthy.

you've retreated to your room to give them privacy, as is customary, and are just half assing your homework when theres a knock on your bedroom door. its not your parents or your older sisters, that you would recognize. you also recognize his smell. "come in, damiano" he steps into your room, more nervous than you. of course you trust Damiano to be in a room along with you, in fact the thought excites you as it does him, which is why hes nervous. being in such close quarters compels him to want to throw out the rule book and every social nicety he's supposed to comply with. he also knows that he's being watched very closely, so he leaves the door open completely.

"so, I'm gonna go." "and my folks?" "we're on good terms, I'm sure I'll meet them again before you're birthday." you understand what he means. once strong mutual chemistry is established between a mating pair, the world seems to throw them together at every opportunity. in reality, its all pheromones, you're attracted to eachother not just aesthetically, but chemically, and seek the other out subconsciously (and consciously of course.) the inevitability of Damiano is so exciting, and although you knew this was probably coming, now that its here, everything feels very sudden.

"you look" Damiano sighs, cocking his head to the side trying to read your expression "not scared, but...shaken?" you think about it for a second "I feel grounded, its just very new, I think." he's nod, shoving his hands in his pockets while standing in your doorway. you want to leap off the bed, across the room, and throw yourself at him full force. "y/n, we're gonna start the barbecue on the back porch! your sisters will be home for dinner soon!" you hear the back door slide open and closed, which is giving permission for something, at least for you and Daminao to be in the same room together without supervision.

"just come inside Damiano, I don't bite," you joke. of course sinking your teeth into Damiano mid heat sounded positively delightful. he'd close the door behind himself and lean against it. "what are you so far away?" you'd tease, bubbly from his proximity, but Damiano's energy is in a very different place. "what's wrong?" "we have to pause the physical aspect of our relationship, which is going to hurt you. and I have to go." he tries to be stoic but is actually biting back passion and carnal desire. his words burn behind your eyes, but you try to maintain composure. "and right now? today? its not like I have another alpha I can go to and get a knot from so I can stop sitting in. a pool of my own slick." "you'll calm down." his words are anything but confident, like he's trying to convince himself. "don't you remember the first time someone turned you on like this? when does it go away?" Damiano's silence was answer enough. "how many knots did it take until the ache stopped?" your jaw is set, as though anything could ward off the desperation. in every way but physical, you were raw, exposed to the elements. the sensation had passed uncomfortable and was steadily on its way towards excruciating.

"I don't know how many, three or four at least." he was avoiding eye contact, but you hadn't expected an answer so honest. "but I can't do that for you, you'll go into heat. I already talked to your parents, I know--" "can we please not talk about my parents right now." "y/n, I know you're not on hormone suppressants. I know you just got on birth control. It might not even be fully effective right now." "it's been over two weeks! I'm fine! you're just looking for excuses!" and really there wasn't a worse time to be rejected. you were supposed to be irresistible right now. it should be taking everything inside Damiano to hold back: his scent on you, slick between your legs, an enthusiastic mate, an optimal location. these factors should be intensifying one another. sure Damiano looked like he was in pain, but you did want him suffering, you wanted him to break.

"is there something about me that isn't sexy to you yet? is that why we have to wait!?" you interrogated. Damiano let out one of those unhinged laughs and shook his head, looking up as he sighed. "um, no. you're young and fertile and unmarked and I'm trying not to think about how soft your skin is but I fucking can't now because we kissed and I can't fucking breath without remembering how soft you were and nice to hold and grab and have and touch." "have me! touch me!" Damiano shook his head, putting his face in his hands and letting out a breath that sounded positively exhausted. "no, they're things you need to learn and I can't be the one to teach you." "that makes no fucking sense!" you finally yelled, getting off your bed to stand up. "why can't you --" "because I don't want to scare you away! you still think that alpha's want to be Prince Charming for their omegas! you still believe in soul mates that will do anything for eachother, but we can't change who we are!"

"so you won't knot me till I believe love is a lie?" "what the? fuck! no, y/n its not about love, its not about having and touching! I want to fucking devour you, okay? I don't want to make gentle love to you, I want to own you. I want to possess you. I want to consume you. Its not pretty, or romantic. We're animals! Once you take on your first mate you give up a piece of your humanity and you never get it back. You allow yourself to be debased and never get all your decency back. So you, right now, pure, healthy, willing, fucking delicious. You're offering yourself to me and I can smell your pre-cum drying on your thighs, so all I want to do is ruin you for anyone else. And thats not what our first time is going to be! okay? so end of discussion."

#damiano #maneskin #måneskin #damiano david #damiano maneskin #damiano david fanfiction #damiano david smut #damiano david imagine #damiano david x reader #maneskin fanfiction #maneskin imagine #maneskin x reader #alpha!damiano #omegaverse maneskin #alpha beta omega #omegaverse #add my taglist later I'm tried sorry theres no smut but that didn't feel right for this part of the story #I love doing these lazy imagines lol

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lucianalight · 3 years

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I think its you i sent an ask about the femal gaze a while back and IM GOING FERAL AGAIN

The absolute enormity of my love for the female tropes that Loki is put in is unbelievable

“You weren’t born to be king Loki. You were born to cause pain suffering and death. Thats how it is, that’s how it was, that’s how it will be. All so that others can achieve their best versions of themselves”

Gahhhhhhhh this is basically the narrative directly adressing the female characters. All the dead girlfriends and sisters and mothers. All the potential of female characters wasted for a male lead to shine. All the female characters used as tools to prop up the male characters’ character development.

I am going berserk. Are they realizing what theyre doing?? Is this intentional, cuz i hope it is (i know its not) cuz if it WAS intentional, it would be the most gratifying thing ever, on both on a textual and meta level.

On a textual level: Like, basically acknowledging the way Loki was treated his entire childhood and really up to the point of the events of Thor 1. The way he was thought of as weak, a liar, less than, for engaging in behaviors and having a characterization of a female character. All the way from being belittled for using magic in training, but them still relying on his magic in battle (its only good if it benefits me, the male coded character and useless and not to be trusted if its for YOUR benefit, how dare you exist outside of my needs), to Loki literally standing iver Thor’s shoulder in Jotunheim and trying to diffuse a situation!!! only to be ignored!!! And im sure i could find so many other examples.

Meta: AND if we accept this interpretation, then it puts things in a new perspective from a new lens! Lokis arc in Thor 1 being the arc of of the female character (as really a great symbol for the female perspective irl): getting lied to aboht having the same chance as the male counterparts to succeed, being belittled and abused but putting up with it because you think its worth it for your chance at success, finding out that the game was rigged ALL ALONG. And from then on, through this new lens, i would go as far as to say that Lokis “villain arc” in Thor 1 is just female coded character putting their foot down and saying enough is enough. It captures the absolute fuckin breakdown you go though when you realise you NEVER HAD A CHANCE and the anger of helplessness and being trappen in an unwanted, not-enough future. Its a female rebellion arc. One that ive enever actually seen but definitely needed, taht we all needed.

And dont even get me started on the parasocial nature of this kind of acknowledgment: i think there was just this very instinctual recognition of that in Lokis fans (female and queer of all kinds) because thats just such a female and queer experience. His realization, the lies, the illusion of choice, the anger and resentment and need for justice, the attempt to do right by yourself, GETTING PUNISHED FOR IT BOTH IN UNIVERSE AND BY THE NARRATIVE THAT INFLUENCES AUDIENCE PERCEPTION.

This is why there are so many so called Loki apologists. We can relate not just to his mental instability as people who suffer from all kinds of insecurities and metal illnesses, but we can relate to the core of his character, to his motivation, on such a PAINFUL level. And of course this has all been said before but ive never seen it outright framed in such a way that acknowledges that you could take Loki out and put a female character in and all of the sudden the narrative messenge spins on its head because things start making sense in a way they didnt before (mostly because Loki is male presenting and having a male presenting character be so heavily female and queer coded is hard for our brainwashed brain to REALLY acknowledge). “You just like him cuz hes hot” indeed

Theres tons of things i loved and tons of things i really didnt, and while i agree that Loki is kinda ooc throughout, i iust feels like this line connects this loki to a loki as early as Thor1 loki, even if they didn’t actually intend to do that, but ill take what i can get

AND THAT QUOTE! THAT FUCKING QUOTE! Could be a subtle nod to all of this, to the fact that hes IS coded like that, the malicious way its used by Mobius a nod to the fact that thats what female and female characters get told (narratively, not outright)

Anyways sorry for ranting in ur ask box, i just really want people to see this and interact with it bcs its my fave thing ever and i wanna have a convo abt it with yalls

First of all thank you so much for sending me such an interesting ask! I really enjoyed reading it!

You haven't send me another ask about female gaze before this. I only have one other ask from you in my inbox which was sent during my hiatus and it's speculations about the tv show(I will answer it shortly after this one).

I can't agree more with what you said. Honestly what you wrote is so perfect and complete I have barely anything to add to it.

I've always said that Loki is female and/or queer coded. Generally members of any oppressed group through history can see themselves in Loki. In fact you reminded me of a post, interestingly named "A Different Story", that I'd written three years ago right after IW was released. It was written out of my anger and heartbreak. I honestly had forgotten so much of what I had written. But I read it again. And I think so much of it is similar to your opinion.

why Loki? Loki’s popularity among fans was so unexpected, that it even surprised Marvel. So why Loki? Why he was loved even more than heroes?

Why do we care so much?

Because we see ourselves in Loki. We, who felt different, were different, and were alone because of it. We, who knew how it felt to be ridiculed, rejected, vilified and despite all our efforts, never accepted, never loved for who we are. We, who hide all our hurt and pain under a mask but at some point we just couldn’t take it anymore and exploded. So we identified with Loki. Even when we didn’t agree with what he did, we still understood him, loved him. The characterization and Tom’s performance was so strong that kept our love in spite of everything. In a manner Loki was more real for us than any other hero. He wasn’t a beloved and popular person, or a celebrity. He wasn’t even considered a good and loyal person by his close companions because of his differences. And he was desperate to be seen for his capabilities, to be loved and accepted and respected for who he was and we could relate. We could relate because his story was like our stories in real life.

Are they realizing what they're doing with Loki's arc and how it's similar to female arcs? I believe they do. To some extent. Why do you think that they hated Loki's popularity so much? That a female/queer and villain coded character is more popular amongst fans, specially female fans, than their heavily masculine coded heroes?

To a number of fans and audience, especially male audience with beliefs from a toxic masculinity culture this seemed threatening that a queer coded and/or feminine coded villain gets more female fans than heavily masculine coded heroes. They hated him. And they started to belittle his fans, by implying that Loki was only popular because of Tom or because he is pretty! That Loki’s fans are a bunch of fools that only lust after him for his looks. It seems they deliberately don’t want to understand.

Why do you think they fridged Loki in IW, a trope that is always used for women in movies, to give Thor a reason for his revenge?(I can't believe I've written some of the lines of the tv show three years before and I didn't remember them!:)) )

I don’t care how epic and heartbreaking his death was because Loki didn’t deserve this. He didn’t deserve to die as a plot device to give Thor sth to avenge. We didn’t deserve this. We deserved to see the god of mischief in all his trickster glory. “No more resurrection this time” was directed to us, not Thor. They were telling us that you can rage and try to fight, but at the end, you are nothing, you will be broken like a ragdoll so the real hero can be heroic. The story is not about you, it was never about you. You are just a tragedy, you don’t deserve happiness, you can only be redeemed by sacrificing yourself.

They did to Loki in movies, what Mobius told him. That he didn't born to be a king, he was a way for heroes to achieve the best version of themselves. And they literally told him in the show that story was never about him.

I just hope that, considering the show's director is a woman, she sees this and gives Loki an arc deserving of him, and us who identify with Loki and see ourselves in him.

I hope the show ends the way I ended that post.

Because what can we do when a narrator erases us from their story? We erase the narrator from our story. I don’t want a cautionary tale in my life. I prefer different stories.

#sry if my answer isn't good #i tried my best #loki spoilers #loki series #female coded loki #queer coded loki #bookworm-addict #messages

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alreadyblondenow · 3 years

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What happened on Valentines day?

▸ Mark x female!reader ▸ 1,685k words ▸ Smut, Fluff ▸ Met on a dating app, one night stand, unprotected sex, mentions of rough sex, mentions of bruises, biting, Mark bites you ▸ Requested. I’m not taking requests but here it is. Also uploaded this using my phone so theres no read more for now and next button hehe

For Valentine's day, you scored a hookup on this dating app that you used for the first time. To earn your trust, he invited you to his apartment instead of going to cheap hotels and to save yourselves from the hassle.

 Good boy, innocent, and shy. These are your impressions to Mark that changed immediately the moment after he openned your legs.

 The innocent-looking guy turned out to be incredibly good in bed and he definitely knew how to fuck. He was rough, gentle, fun, and sweet all in one night, asking you if you want another round whenever you’re calm and ready to go again.

 In other words, your Valentine’s day turned out fine because of Mark.

 Days after Valentine’s day, he texted you for the first time again and asked if you’re free to come over. Of course, you said yes. Why would you turn down a good fuck right?

 And that's how you and Mark turned out to be loyal fuck buddies. The sex was so good that you remained fuck buddies for almost a year now. It wasn’t decided or anything, no negotiations, no requests. It just simply happened.

 Mark is a decent person even though it’s all about sex between you two. You’re not friends, not even close to being friends because friends know important things about each other while Mark only knows your name, cellphone number, and your good spot whenever you have sex or he eats you out.

 You on the other hand only knew him through the things that he shows to you. What you see is what you get.

 He doesn’t like kissing on the lips but he sure does know how to kiss your body. And with that, you think that Mark is scared to love or he’s easy to fall for someone and he’s just protecting himself.

 “Sorry if I bit your shoulders. I was trying so hard not to kiss you-“ he says with ragged breaths after a good round.

 He may be rough on you in bed sometimes that you go home with a lot of red marks, or your body became very sore for days and you couldn’t walk properly, but he’s nice enough to take care of you, ask if something is hurting, then get you a glass of water afterward. There’s no doubt that Mark is a gentleman.

 He is low maintenance and doesn’t have any funny business up in his sleeve. He’s not clingy and not into cuddling, he doesn’t invite you to go out with him and watch movies or have coffee. Again, it’s all about sex and sex only.

 Mark may be cold and boring like that, but sometimes he can be sweet without even trying. Like that one time when he bit you too much during sex, and he was fucking you so hard that you thought you were going to break, he asked you to stay over so he could take care of you.

 “Everything okay? Was the water warm or too cold? Are you all covered now? I’ll come in with your clothes” He was talking about the bath that he prepared for you, and for someone who has seen you naked a hundred times already he still cares if you’re now covered or not.

 “Y-yeah come in”

 “Here, these should fit you perfectly” he placed the clothes near the sink and went behind you. “Let me see?” He said, asking to take a look at the bruises he caused, whispering sweet and soft apologies that felt like kisses on your skin but they were words.

 On the next day, you caught yourself using Mark’s arm as your pillow and caught his hands around your waist, keeping your back close against his chest. Cuddling while sleeping, that’s the perfect term.

 And when you feel him wake up against you, you pretend to be asleep and feel him remove his arms and replace them with a pillow. And before he gets up from bed, he put a blanket on you just to be sure you’re not cold.

 The very reason why you continue to fuck Mark and not look for a boyfriend instead is maybe everything he does for you is exactly what you want and need from a guy. And that maybe you’ll stop seeing him if you develop feelings for him already.

 Now your problem is... you don’t know if you already have feelings for him or you’re denying it.

 On your second Valentine’s together, he texted you an address of a fancy hotel together with a room number.

 “What’s this all about? Mark Lee, making me feel special on Valentine’s hmm?” You teased him and gave him your stuff.

 “I won it from our office raffle, thought we should use it today” he explains and gave you the tour before you eat dinner together.

 After having a hot shower and drying your hair before you join Mark to bed, you caught him doing some work-related stuff without a shirt and just wearing his pajama. You always see him naked but this is the first time that you actually admired his body.

 When he saw you standing beside the bed, he put away his laptop and invited you to sit on his lap.

 He was quiet for a moment, just staring blankly in front of you while caressing your legs slowly. You wanted to ask what’s wrong, but your relationship with him is not exactly the caring type so you waited for him instead.

 “How’s your day?” He asked. That’s new you thought.

 “Fine” you answered shortly and started to undo your robe and get naked, “What time do we finish tonight?” you added and started kissing his chest.

 “Stay for the night, I don’t want to stay in this place alone,” he says and started kissing your boobs. Emphasis on the kissing because normally he sucks your nipples until it's swollen and hard.

 He came closer to you, kissing the valley between your boobs and pushing you more towards him, then you noticed his kisses were slowly going up and you thought he will stop on your neck but he didn’t. He went for your lips and kiss you softly.

 Finally admitting his feelings for you.

 “Tell me what’s wrong? I feel like I’m with a totally different Mark tonight, why?” you asked, not hiding your frustrations. He’s still not answering your question. “It’s like we’re breaking all our rules tonight and you’re not telling me why. I’m not mad, please just tell me what’s on your mind, or I will go home”

 “N-no” he suddenly grips your waist but not too tight, just enough to tell you he doesn’t want you to go. “We never had rules, just the kissing. I just didn’t want to hurt you tonight and...” he clears his throat before continuing, “I’m starting to have feelings for you. I was planning to confess after we have sex to make the moment sweeter but you just have to ruin it” he chuckled and came closer to your face and boldly kissed your lips again.

A peck that’s so sweet and meaningful for you.

 “Now will you let me fuck you now? And kiss you the whole night?” he said and effortlessly switched your bodies, putting him on top of you and swiftly removing his pajama and boxers briefs. Pumping his cock immediately and pushing two fingers in your cunt to make you wet.

 He kisses you while pushing in, something very new for both of you, and kept kissing for a few more minutes while he’s still inside you.

 When he finally rolled his hips, you feel like having sex with him for the first time but this time the sex is 10x better because of his lips. Bodies to bodies, lips to lips while he fucks you slow and good that even Mark didn’t expect that he will love fucking you slow.

 Together, you hit your highs at the same time while you kiss deeper than earlier while catching each other’s breath.

 He pulled out and lie beside you, keeping you close to his body while your hands are intertwined. This is the first time that he cuddled with you after sex and gosh you want to savor the feeling but your lids are giving up on you.

 The next thing you know, you caught yourself again, cuddling while sleeping with Mark, and tried to pull away from his tight embrace. Old habits.

 “Stay,” he says, eyes still closed but he kept you closer to him. “Sleep again,” he added and kissed your forehead. Slightly reminding you of the sudden confession last night.

 On the second time you woke up, Mark is not beside you but pretty flowers on the bedside table greeted you with a small note, ‘last night wasn’t a dream. please get up, I miss you already’ and it instantly made you smile.

 After your second Valentine’s day together, Mark courted you properly but you soon made it official because you realized you wasted enough time. And with a few months of dating, your relationship with Mark evolved into something real because you’re now officially dating and finally living together in a new apartment. And even more intimate in a whole new level that you don’t have sex too much now.

 “How’s work?” He asked, eyes still closed as you flop in between his legs and lie on his chest. When you didn’t answer him, he knew already that you had an exhausting day. You feel him wrap his arms around your body, a simple gesture from your boyfriend that says, ‘it’s okay, you’re home and you’re in my arms now’.

 “How about you?” You asked in return, he just let out a heavy sigh and you knew already that his day was exhausting too. So you did your part and kiss him on the lips softly and long enough to take his tiredness away.

 “I love you. Thank you” he said and kissed you one last time before he turns off the lampshade. “Good night, I’ll love you again tomorrow” he whispers.

#nct-writers #kpopscape #neowritingsnet #kwritersworldnet #neosmutcollective #kdiner #cznnet #nct smut #mark lee smut #nct x reader #mark lee x reader #mark lee fluff #nct fluff #nct mark lee x reader

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himbo-beel · 3 years

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Barbatos is the silent butler. Diavolo’s shadow. The Devildom’s most infamous ghost as he wanders through the halls of the Demon Lord’s castle, cleaning and organizing and cooking. A loyal aid is trusted only for his tight lipped smiles and hidden frowns. There’s a secret behind every frown, an unsaid word for every twitch of his brows, a promise with every smile.

Barbatos smiles often around you. Wide or thin or big or small, they come with a cup of coffee first thing in the morning or a new pair of shoes, already polished to a shine, or a helping hand, a word you didn’t know you needed to hear, the missing watch you’d been looking for all day - it infuriates you.

“Stop that.”

“Stop what?” Theres a smile on his face as he hands you set of silverware for the breakfast you’re bringing to the table. There’s already a cup of juice and a napkin in your place.

“You know what.”

Barbatos’s hands are on the back of the chair, already pulled out for you, and you stare at him. He has all the time in the world and you have ten minutes before you need to get ready for R.A.D. With a sigh, you sit, but plant yourself feet firmly on the ground when he moves to push the seat in closer. The kiss to the top of your head surprises you, as does the sudden movement when he pushes your chair in. Everything on the table and is back in its place before you even realize you knocked your plate askew.

“I’m afraid I don’t understand.” He’s smiling again. You start to eat, defeated, and wait. “Your uniform is on your bed. It’s been washed and ironed, and the elbow has been mended.”

You can feel your face heat up as he washes your dishes. You didn’t even have time to stand before he whisked them, empty, away. “You have to stop spoiling me.”

“Spoiling? I’m merely caring for you, as is my honor of being your love.”

Your face is definitely red and you stutter. “Not your duty?”

“No. My duty is to Diavolo. My heart is for you.”

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me barbatos #hi hello I’m in the ‘I absolutely love barb but would die from all the attention’ club #also was thinking about make breakfast with barb and how he would have everything ready for you layed out

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sillysnack · 2 years

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siblings r so fun to write

day 2 of my daily madrigal grandkid(s) headcanon and/or drabble post (most of these r going to involve camilo)

day 1 | 2 (1)

day 2, again (an actual fic. i think)

"Not another one..." I Know...

— just a divider idk what to put

cw: slight cursing, also i think they’re all ooc i dont trust myse;f

camilo uses they/he pronouns here

Camilo, who felt like they were dying of boredom, visited Mirabel's room in a time where everyone was awake.

"Camilo, it's 2-fucking-AM."

Camilo seemed unfazed by this, "Aren't people usually still awake?" Mirabel wore her glasses so she could flip off her cousin properly. "Your sleep schedule is screwed up. Go to sleep."

“I’d rather not-” Camilo sat on the floor- “Let’s make a bet; whoever wins has to do the loser’s chores and their own. I’ve got a particularly tight schedule tomorrow, so...” Mirabel joined her prima on the floor, “Alright. You got me. What’re we betting?”

Camilo grabbed a pen and paper and the two Madrigals argued with each other.

"What the hell?" Mirabel laughed. "Are you sure?"

"At least– hang on." Camilo continued writing on a new piece of paper.

At least we won't be the one eating them.

Mirabel shrugged. "Not complaining." The two shook hands. "May the best—" two soft 'beep' sounds "win."

"Now go to sleep! Dios mio, you spent an hour here thinking of ways to possibly get out of doing chores."

time skip

“Why are you two so interested in helping out all of a sudden?” Julieta sighs, “I'm not complaining, though, I'm very thankful for you two. Just curious.”

Mirabel and Camilo answer in perfect harmony... way too perfect.

“We just wanted to give the family a healthy meal, Tia/Mama! We'd like to see our cousins and siblings eat a meal that we prepared with our love for them.” The two beams at Julieta.

Julieta raises an eyebrow at this, but continues like nothing happened. “Okay. Camilo, prepare and distribute the plates. Mirabel, transfiere la comida a ese tazón.” (Transfer the food to that bowl.)

(^ i used google translate, pls lmk if theres any errors!)

She points to a bowl with her lips, Mirabel nodding.

Mirabel and Camilo nod and get to work, subtly bumping into each other. They give out hand gestures to each other that Julieta assumes is a new handshake of theirs.

“The bag.” Mirabel (quiet as possible) hands an opaque bag to Camilo, who whispers, “Prepare to lose, prima.” Mirabel holds two platters of food and walks behind him. “Don't get too cocky. Go prepare the plates, idiot!”

The Madrigal family's meal was pleasant; well, majority of it was.

“Mirabel's staring reminds me of when Mariano was supposed to propose to Isabela.” Dolores squeaks before taking another bite of her food. Camilo and Mirabel were glaring at each other, occasionally shooting glances at their older sisters.

“Are they planning something..?” Isabela squints her eyes at the two. “Did you poison our meals?” Mirabel and Camilo burst out laughing.

“Pfft– what! No! Why would we?” Camilo shapeshifts to Mirabel then Dolores then Isabela, before shifting back to their original form.

“Isa, it's probably nothing.” Dolores eats a piece of her meal before continuing. “Those two don't have the guts to poison their hermanas.” Camilo nods. “Thank you! At least someone in this family trusts me.”

“I mean...” Camilo glares at Mirabel, “You do get into a lot of trouble with the townspeople for pranking them. Plus, didn't she just kind of insult us?” He shrugs. “Let's get back to eating!” Camilo shoves an arepa in his mouth.

“Camilo, manners.” They swallow their food. “Lo siento, abuela.”

A few minutes passed and the family was done with their meals.

“I'll go wash the dishes!” Camilo announces. Mirabel follows suit. “I’ll help him!” Dolores looks at them suspiciously, “I’m listening to you two.” They both smile and arrange the cutlery and plates for them to wash.

“You, how many?”

“Six.” Camilo started soaping the plates, handing them to Mirabel for her to rinse. Mirabel hisses at them. “I got three.”

“We got three/six what?”

Camilo almost drops a plate to the floor. Mirabel’s eyes widen. “Cabrón!” (Dumbass!)

“We were...” Mirabel glances at Camilo. “We were... counting how many stuff we have to do tomorrow..?” Dolores crosses her arms. “Nonsense. I heard you complaining last night that you had twelve baby-sitting jobs tomorrow; each a different time, some of them together but from different families.”

“Ha!” was all Isabela could say. “What excuse do you have, Mirabel?”

“We... have a bet...” Camilo splashes water on Mirabel. “Don’t tell them! You’ll be doing my chores for a week, if you do!” She rolls her eyes at them. “I doubt that! The two are going to find out, anyway. Plus, I think our chores would multiply if they knew.”

“Just tell us what it is!”

“Mirabel.” Camilo shakes his head frantically at the girl. “Primo, you look like a dog drying itself,” Isabela scoffs, “Just tell us already!”

“Mirabel!”

“We bet to see whose sister eats the most beetles! Loser does the winners chores!”

“What the fuck?!” Mirabel raises her hands. “In my defense, Camilo thought of it.” Dolores’s eyes widen. “I ate six beetles? Six?! And Isabela ate only three?!”

“I didn’t think you’d win with four...” Dolores smacks Camilo on his arm. “I definitely could have! What were you two thinking?” She puts her hands on her waist. “Out of laziness, you two decide to torture your two beautiful older sisters.”

“I wouldn’t say torture...” Camilo receives a smack from Mirabel on the same spot Dolores had hit them. “What the hell?”

“Language!” Isabela hisses. “Today, you two will be doing chores for us only. We’ll explain to whom it may concern.”

Camilo and Mirabel sigh. That seems fair.

#encanto #encanto headcanons #encanto drabble #camilo madrigal #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #julieta madrigal

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eclectickss · 3 years

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PGATW Part 1

Wanda Maximoff x Natasha Romanoff x OC (fem!reader)

Summary: The avengers take a vacation to a private island rental off of the Georgia coast! You now have an opportunity to spend time with your new family, especially Wanda and Natasha.

Word Count: 2.5K

Check out my main post for links to the rest of the parts.

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"Hey Jarvis, call everyone in for a team meeting." Tony says as he walks into the main common area with Pepper right behind him. His fresh appearance made the ginger smile, but she was a little worried for the conversation that Tony was about to have with everyone.

"Do you really think that this is a good idea, Tony? I mean everyone just returned from the month long Sokovia Reconstruction Project. Don't you think they need to rest a little before you throw this on them?" She sighed as she sat down on the couch, Tony following suit with a drink in hand.

"I think this will be the perfect way to relax, plus it will help the new kid get a chance to bond with everyone without anything getting in her way." He paused, sipping his beverage. "I know this might not interest everyone immediately, but I think a little vacation time is just what the team needs." He responded with thin lips and Pepper took a deep breath.

"Okay. I trust you." She smiles and leans on him, a pause entering the conversation. Tony looked at her.

"Did you not trust me before?" He mocked and she giggled.

"At least if the team doesn't want to go on a vacation, much less relax, I really hope you're right in assuming that it will help Talia fit in." She sighed.

"Didn't you just say that you trusted me?" He messes with Pepper again, starting to hear voices down the hall.

"Oh my Gods. Shut up, here they come." She sits up as the rest of the team enters the common area.

Bruce enters first with Clint who now has a fresh bandage on his upper arm, the two of them arriving from the med bay apparently. Thor, Steve and Pietro also enter, followed by Natasha and Wanda, who were whispering about something before sitting down with everyone else. The last two people needed were You and Peter, but y'all were nowhere to be seen.

"Alright, where are the kids?" Tony sarcastically rolled his eyes in await for a response from someone.

"Their not kids, Tony. Peter is, what... 20? and Talia is 26?" Steve chimes in.

"They're kids, Steve." Tony replied.

Natasha and Wanda locked eyes.

"26 is not a kid, Tony." Pietro looks confused, searching for reactions from anyone else.

"I agree with my brother." Wanda slightly smiles, but for her own reasons other than pissing off Tony. People murmured in agreement.

Tony breathes to retort, but all of a sudden, two voices are heard in the hall, yours included.

"IM GONNA BEAT YOU!"

"NO YOU'RE NOT, WEB KID." You shout back.

Tony raises an eyebrow as you accuse Peter of being a "kid", but everyone has turned their attention to the hallway to see what is about to come out of it. The next thing everyone registers is a spider string grabbing onto the cement post behind the couch and Peter practically flying into the room.

You leaped at his feet to stop him, but you were too late, and instead fell over the couch onto Nat and Wanda. Unintentionally, of course.

"HAHA TALIA! I BEAT YOU! I WON." You collected your breath before yelling back.

"YOU DIPSHIT! YOU CHEATED! YOU SAID NO POWERS." You slowly picked yourself up off of the two women, fully aware of the slightly awkward situation you were in at the moment. Too focused on Peter, you failed to notice Natasha and Wanda locking eyes and blushing, but you know you certainly were. Perhaps the red cheeks passed as exhaustion from sprinting down the hall.

"I DIDN'T USE POWERS, TAL!" He held out his wrists. "See!" You locked eyes. "Technology." Peter tapped his web shooters pridefully and sat down on the couch where you were standing. "Plus, I said no powers because you can literally teleport." He finished.

"Whatever." You rolled your eyes and looked for a new spot on the couch, only seeing a small gap at Nat and Wanda's thighs.

That's funny. That wasn't there before.

You blushed before taking your seat.

"You were right, Tony." Wanda started on your right, looking straight into your eyes, making you silently squirm. "They're absolute kids."

Your eyes widened at the comment, and although you knew it was true, you mockingly slapped her thigh, not at all missing the deep shade of red that her cheeks turned. She has a girlfriend who is on the opposite side of me. Why did I think that would be a good idea? If only you knew that Natasha's cheeks were impossibly red too.

"Ouch, Wanda. That hurt my feelings." You sighed, sinking into the cushions behind you.

"Adults don't run in the halls, Talia."

Your stomach turned as your name rolled off of her accent.

"K-Kids don't run in the halls either. They're not allowed to." You mustered up a terrible comeback, noticing Peter's grin across from you, attempting not to break. He was the only one who knew about your little crush on Nat and Wanda, so his reaction was even more taunting.

At your remark though, Natasha placed her hand on your thigh and pushed it down to your knee, leaning to whisper in your ear.

You could practically feel her lips against your skin as you were silently panicking at the nearly non existent space between the two of you. "Disobedient ones do," She whispered.

And that shut you up real quick, you're whole face experiencing a new shade and eyes a new size. You missed the wink Nat shared with Wanda, and even the first parts of Tony's conversation went a little over your head.

"Alright, team, So I was thinking,"

"That's rare." Clint quipped, Tony glaring at him.

"I was thinking... that since we just had an amazing and fruitful month long mission in Sokovia, that you all would be in need of some vacation time." He started and people perked up.

"You mean like getting time off?" Steve asked.

"No." Now the team looked confused. "Since Talia is a recent addition, and Peter is... relatively new as well... i was thinking we could take a group trip to the beach!" He added a little excitement to the end of his sentence, but he was the only one who really shared that sentiment.

Banner tilted his head. "We don't really do that kinda stuff, Tony." He grumbled.

"Well, why not start? We could use some bonding time, and we're a family, right? This is what families do! C'mon! Ittl be fun."

"Sounds fun to me?" You chimed in, excited to have an opportunity to spend some time with everyone without being in imminent danger. Everyone looked at you. "I don't know too much about this group dynamic yet, since all i've done with the Avengers yet is reconstruction projects in Sokovia, but when I work in a team, I like to know who i'm working with." You paused. "Plus a beach. Relaxing. Movie nights, surfs, and crabs." You saw one or two eyebrows raise. "Who doesn't like crabs." You now sat in awkward silence.

"Talia is right!" Tony started again. "It will just be for two weeks, and I already rented the island. You're doing it."

"YOU RENTED AN ISLAND???" Peter jumped up.

"Yeah Kid, go pack your shit. Be here at 8 in the morning." Tony softly smiled and watched as he ran down the hall to the elevators.

"THERES ONLY ONE WASHING MACHINE SO PACK ENOUGH!"

"OK, MR. STARK!"

"AND TELL AUNT MAY I SAID HELLO!"

"GOODNIGHT, MR. STARK!"

The conversation returned to silence.

"Ok, you saw the kid. Get to packing!" Tony smiled, and you were happy. This was your first shot at family, so you didn't want to fuck it up.

It was also your chance to be close with Natasha and Wanda, and even though they were dating, you had appreciated their friendship during the SRP (Sokovia Rebuilding Project) and you didn't want it to come to an end. Your crush might be pointless, but that doesn't stop you from wanting to be around them. Hopefully you will get over it soon.

Later that night in the tower, Natasha and Wanda were having their own thoughts about you.

"What do you think, honey? Now is the perfect time to ask Talia." Wanda made another trip from the closet to her suitcase while Natasha sat on the bed and watched her pack.

"Yeah, she's just a little new and I don't wanna scare her off."

"Well look at the three of us in Sokovia. If she isn't scared off now by an assassin and powerful witch, then what else is there to be scared of?" Wanda pushed out a half- hearted laugh.

"No, I guess you're right. We found someone that we feel completes us, right? We have to chase that feeling." Natasha smiled and Wanda sat down next to her.

"Exactly. And if she says no, we never bring it up again."

"Of course." She paused. You did see her blush today though, no?" This made Wanda smile.

"She's so cute, Nat. She was so flustered." The witch paused. "What did you say to her that made her shut up completely? It turned me on, watching her react like that." She slowly kissed Natasha's neck.

"Well, she had said 'Kids don't run in the halls. They're not allowed to.'," Wanda nodded, remembering the comment. "I told her that the disobedient ones do.'" The girls blushed, Nat at the memory and Wanda at the image.

"So she liked that? Imagine calling her 'good girl', Natasha. Imagine telling her to behave and punishing her when she doesn't."

"God, Wanda, don't even get me started." The spy almost moaned as her girlfriend slowly straddled her.

"We can edge her endlessly and make her beg." Wanda's hips rolled as her lips found a spot on Natasha's collar bone. "You can make her cum so many times while I eat you out too."

Natasha was in bliss, not wanting to stop, even though they should. "Let's go ask her first before letting go of our imaginations, honey. We can finish this later too."

"You have a point." Wanda sighed and rested her head on Natasha's shoulder. "Let's go."

Meanwhile, you were looking through your closet for swimsuits, which was still a little bit of a mess since you just moved in. Finally, you found the box with the suits, and not so gracefully, you placed it on your bed. As you began to sort out the tops from the bottoms and the sets from the one-pieces, you heard a knock at your door.

You turned your music down and opened the door to find the two women who filled your daydreams, leaving you momentarily speechless. Quickly snapping out of it though, you almost stumbled through your words.

"Hey Tasha, Wanda, what's up?" You acted like their presence was nothing, turning around and continuing to sort out your swim wear. You managed to toss a yellow suit back into the box and a white one into the case before they said anything.

"Is it alright if we come in?" Wanda asked. You blushed, realizing you never invited them inside.

"Of course! Sorry if you find my room a little messy, but i'm still moving in." You pushed a collection of clothes off of the end of the bed. "You may sit if you like, though." You swallowed as the two of them took you up on your offer. Natasha and Wanda are both on my bed. It's cool....

"So what can I do for you?" You continued your packing, now holding up a red bikini in the mirror before tossing it back into the box. Natasha and Wanda shared a look.

"We actually have an odd question to ask you, Talia." The Sokovian started. "A proposal, if you will." This now got your full attention, and you pull over your desk stool to sit in front of them. "As you know Natasha and I love each other very much." You begin to worry, thinking that they felt uncomfortable around you or that your crush was too obvious. Natasha picked up the conversation.

"The two of us have loved each other for a long time, and it will continue to be like this, Talia. Nothing is faulty in our relationship. We have health communication tactics and we know how to handle the other when something is wrong." You were a little confused now, and not as much worried, so you continued listening. "Something that has always been a part of our relationship, though, is the knowledge and idea that we might be in search of someone else. Another piece to our puzzle, if you will." Your heart was racing now, the conversation switching back to Wanda.

"We are asking you if you would like to join our relationship, Talia." You shivered at the accent again, but you couldn't process thoughts anymore. The two exact women that you only thought you would dream about are now in front of you, asking you to be with them. You with them. Natasha and Wanda. "If you say no, you can forget this ever happened and we will never mention it again."

They awaited any response from you.

"And if I say yes?" You almost whispered, Natasha and Wanda's hearts beating loud, but maybe not as much as yours.

"This vacation would be our trial and error. You can test the waters. Play your part. You tell us whenever you're uncomfortable or are having second thoughts and no questions asked, that's it. We just really like you and wanted to offer you a spot with us."

"And this isn't a joke?" You spoke softly, your thoughts and heart going a mile a minute. This is really happening. My crushes are telling me that they want me. Me? They both shake their head, and you stare in disbelief.

"This is real, Talia." Nat nearly whispers. "Entirely real."

Your own thoughts betray you as you stand up and slowly walk over to the two women.

You tried to think about what you wanted to say, but took the risk to stop thinking before you speak. "I have been seriously crushing on the both of you for a while now, and treating you like the kind of opportunity that I only get in my rarest dreams. I've been staring at you and imagining things that go way beyond the boundaries of friends...." Their breaths hitched. "so I swear if you are fucking with me-" Your breath is heavy and hot now as the three of you are inches away.

"We're not fucking with you, Talia." Wanda whispers. "We just want to fuck you."

#wanda maximoff #natasha x wanda #wanda x natasha x reader #natasha x wanda x reader #wanda x natasha #wanda x you #wanda x reader #natasha x oc #wanda x oc #natasha x you #natasha x reader #natahsa romanoff #gxgxg smut #gxgxg #marvelfanfic #marvel gxgxg #marvel smut

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shhh-no-ones-home · 3 years

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through the green glass door (*) loki laufeyson x reader

+++++++++ Guess who watched the first Thor movie 😁😁

(*) - leads to smut but it doesnt go all the way. but like, its super suggestive lol

Song: lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off by panic at the disco

@cynic-spirit +++++++++

"do you have any idea what the consequences will be if i get caught?!"

i exclaimed as quietly as possible, my three friends giggling as they huddled around me.

"y/n, youre the most agile person we know. and we've all been dreaming of the fruit off that tree for ages. please."

Lenore said and i rolled my eyes.

"if i get caught im taking you three down with me."

i said, gripping the tree bark on the outside portion of the wall.

"we believe in you."

she said as i began climbing. i couldnt believe id let them talk me into this. but they were right, we had all been wanting the fruit off this tree for a very long time. it was forbidden to any outside the palace walls. something none of us had ever or would ever have the pleasure of enjoying. until now i suppose.

"im at the top."

i called back down to them still on the ground. they all cheered and clapped, jumping up and down as they giggled. but i wasnt triumphant just yet. i could see the tree, barely touching the branches of the one i was in. just over the garden wall.

"youve got this."

i whispered to myself, stepping as lightly as i possibly could towards the wall. there was a creaking and i paused, taking a deep breath. it was fine. this was fine. so i kept going, jumping onto the top of the garden wall as the edge of the branch snapped. i took a staggered breath, still hidden within lots of leaves. but there, like a light in the distance i could see the golden fruit. i plucked one off the branch, its smell as it got closer becoming sweeter and sweeter.

then i saw another, plucking it too and tossing both to the ground below. there i saw the three of them, rushing over and picking them up. i grabbed another that was close enough to reach and dropped it down, so each of them could have one of their own. they all celebrated with happy noises of content as they devoured them. as i looked back up to grab another fruit i noticed there were none left nearer to me.

"drat."

i complained, seeing one of the golden fruits just past the wall, barely out of reach. i knew i shouldn't be greedy but i went through all this trouble, it would be a shame to not have one for myself. so i stepped further, to the edge of the wall. i found a branch sturdy enough and planted my foot on it. i took one step, then another, and so on until i was nearing the trunk of the tree and the fruit i had seen from the wall.

"finally."

i whispered, plucking it off the branch and sinking my teeth into it. it was just as sweet as it smelled and i was glad i had continued on my journey over the wall. that was at least until i took one wrong step, another branch breaking under me. then it was one branch after another, falling straight on my face in the grass below the tree. i groaned, lifting my head and my eyes going wide. there in front of me was a pair of black leather boots.

"um, i can explain."

i started, looking up and pausing again. there in front of me was the young prince, holding a book in one hand and a pear in the other, looking just as surprised to see me as i was to see him.

"im sure thats one hel of an explanation having dropped from the sky."

he stated and i moved to my knees quickly, bowing in front of him.

"yes, my prince. i am truly sorry."

he laughed and i looked at him confused.

"please, stand."

he said and i did as told, bowing my head.

"i have not seen you before."

"my prince?"

i raised a brow, watching him as he leaned against the tree.

"where do you come from?"

i cleared my throat.

"outside the palace my prince."

he laughed again.

"do you think me an idiot?"

he asked and i stopped breathing.

"of course not, how could you? you are but a peasant."

then i drew my brows.

"now you wait just a minute! i may not be of noble birth but that does not mean you will disrespect me. arrest me, for all i care, but i will not be spoken to like a-"

"relax."

he said and i stopped.

"relax?!"

he shook his head.

"what is your name?"

i opened and closed my mouth a couple times. then i inhaled sharply.

"y/n."

he stood off the tree, tucked the book under his arm, and offered me his hand.

"well y/n, i am of the impression that you are in need of a new dress."

i looked at him funny before looking down at my outfit. i was dirty and my skirt had torn when i fell out of the tree.

"you arent going to arrest me?"

i asked hesitantly and he smiled.

"i am not."

he said and i slowly took his hand.

"my prince i, i dont believe-"

"you dont need to believe, just trust me."

he said and i nodded. i followed him blindly inside, walking openly past the guards up the stairs and down a long glimmering hallway. it didnt necessarily feel right, but something about him made me want to keep walking. to keep following him.

"my prince-"

"call me loki."

he interrupted.

"um, loki, right. uh where are we going?"

he squeezed my hand before pulling me into a room.

"my chambers."

he said and i froze, the door closing behind us. then out of nowhere a woman appeared, bowing her head.

"bring us one of my mothers old dresses. my guest is in need of some new clothes."

he said in a suave tone, the woman walking past me and out the door.

"i dare say, my prince, i am not worthy of wearing the queens garb."

he looked at me and smiled, pulling a chair out from under a small golden table and sitting at it.

"i think she would disagree."

i smiled back in amusement and joined him at the table.

"why are you being so nice to me?"

i asked and watched as he took a drink.

"it has been a long time since someone has been able to get over garden wall and not get caught. i admire that."

i raised a brow.

"so you like that im mischievous?"

i questioned and he smirked.

"exactly."

i made a small noise of disbelief.

"i should have guessed. the midgaurdians call you, what, the god of mischief? it only makes sense you would like someone sneaking into the palace garden."

"my lord."

i heard from the door and both our gaze turned to the girl, holding a blue dress.

"ah yes, a perfect choice."

i watched as he took it from her, shooing her away afterwards. and then he started towards me, making me more curious.

"for the lady."

he said, offering it to me and i smirked at him.

"care to help me put it on?"

i made a face, realizing what i had just asked and almost couldnt believe myself for being so bold. but part of me also didnt regret it. and i couldnt help notice the knowing smile across his face as he led me to his bed. there he laid the dress out and moved to help me.

"a bit intrepid for someone who believed me to want to arrest them."

i looked over his face for a moment.

"theres something about you i cant get off of my mind."

"and that is?"

he asked, stepping behind me and undoing the top op my dress slowly. i just stood and stared ahead as he did so.

"though i know we could both be in large amounts of trouble with the king if he were to find out i am here, i still feel like i can trust you."

i said, looking at him over my shoulder and we both examined each other. his face was soft. softer than before. and the golden light peaking in over the terrace railing made him look more ethereal.

"i can trust you, cant i?"

i asked and his gaze shifted down my face.

"you can trust this."

he said calmly before capturing my lips in his. it was gentle and i could feel my heart knocking a my rib cage to be let out. i was kissing the boy prince. the heir apparent. and gods did it feel great.

"loki."

i whispered when he pulled away, looking between his eyes for any reason not to trust him and coming up with nothing.

"do you still wish for my help?"

he bargained and i nodded.

"i wouldnt want anything else."

it was said in such a hushed tone im sure no one else would have been able to hear it had they been in the room. i stood there as he stripped me slowly. He began with finishing the top of my dress, letting the lacing down and pushing the fabric down off my shoulders. as the dress pooled at my ankles i was left there in my sark, a small shiver traveling up my spine as his fingers traced up my arm.

"may i?"

he asked, placing his other hand firmly at my waist, tugging at the fabric. i swallowed hard, almost feeling like i shouldnt be doing this.

"yes."

i said quiet and bold.

"you are quite the woman."

he noted, pulling the sark up over my head and dropping it to the floor with my dress. i should have felt more exposed standing there naked but my back was still to him.

"Thank you my prince."

I said with some form of sincerity. He kissed my shoulder.

"I told you, call me Loki."

He whispered into my ear, sending goosebumps over my skin.

"Loki."

I half moaned, leaning back into him as his hands found their way to my hips again.

"May I touch you further?"

He questioned and I nodded against him, feeling his hand trail up my torso painfully slow. He kissed across my shoulder, up my neck, and onto my jaw before spinning me around swiftly. I gasped at the sudden movement, looking over his face as he stepped closer to kiss me properly. When he pulled away I noticed his clothes had also vanished, gone in a flash of green.

"May I make love to you?"

He asked, barely gracing my lips with his own.

"Please do."

I whispered against him before kissing him, again and again, until my back hit the soft silk of his bedding.

#wattpad #x reader #Loki Laufeyson #marverl #imagines #one shots #342 #loki #smut?#idk not really but kinda #smut

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shindidnothingwrong · 3 years

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Its funny to me the blatant hypocrisy of the BoruSara and KawaSumi fandom and their sheer shamelessness of not even trying to conceal it

KawaSara first kicked off with chapter 28 which was centered around them and the start of their friendship, which happened in 2019.

Antis were quick to mock us for shipping them after only ONE interaction when they spent the whole chapter arguing [ignoring the end of it where she forgives and reaches out to him]

When Sarada opened up to Kawaki about her personal feelings towards her dad in the past and her experience with Naruto and envy towards Boruto, people said it was no big deal, that she didnt really open up to him and all she did was talk about Boruto and Naruto. In fact they said they never even had a conversation and only ever talk about Naruto and Boruto.

But then in 2021 when episodes 190-191 came out that focused primarily on Kawaki and Sumire, SUDDENLY having only one interaction was enough, SUDDENLY them arguing and not getting along for most of the episode was ok, SUDDENLY opening up about her personal history with her father was meaningful and significant, SUDDENLY their conversations werent just about Boruto and Naruto [which by their logic IS all they talked about]

After only TWO EPISODES of interaction between them, yes Im 100% accusing BoruSara because I have more than enough evidence to support it because thats how shameless they are they dont even try to hide it, after just 2 episodes the BoruSara jumped on the KawaSumi ship and started saying it was the definitive endgame along with BoruSara

These same people were once on the MitsuSumi and KawaHima train, do you really find it a coincidence they suddenly jumped onto KawaSumi when they only had 2 episodes of hostile interaction that has never been brought up or referenced ever again? those episodes have been treated largely as filler that literally had no impact on Kawaki whatsoever, whereas Sarada's interactions with him did.

You dont find it strange how quickly they switched up? wondering why that is? its simple, the BoruSara fandom, a very large majority of it, want to protect BoruSara at any cost, they tried it with MitsuSumi but that ship was dead on arrival, they then tried with KawaHima and pushed that for a while, but then they saw the golden opportunity to kill 2 birds with one stone thanks to SPs bullshit of including something that wasnt in the manga and completely contradicts it.

In short Kawaki and Sumire are BoruSara's biggest threats, so what better way to protect their ship and play keep away than by putting your two rivals together? do not be fooled, these people dont genuinely care about Kawaki or Sumire nor do they truly think their a good pairing, they simply want them out of the way and are trying to force them together even though Sumire has been confirmed to love Boruto TWICE.

I wont even go into the manga scenes between them because there IS none, Sumire is iliterally a bystander while the rest of the plot is just happening all around her, shes not a part of the plot shes WATCHING the plot. She's not Kawaki's nurse like fools try to say, shes literally KATASUKE'S ASSISTANT, Kawaki's ACTUAL nurse is Katasuke and Amado, Sumire just assists them and barely that since all we've seen her do is administer needles, thats it.

Yet these people insist their soulmates, why is that?

When the KawaSara fandom were excited about actual moments and development between them, Sarada reaching out to Kawaki after he had a ptsd episode, becoming his first friend, helping him to train, watching him training, comforting him when he was distraught over Naruto, opening up to him about something so personal to her that shes never told anyone else, working together to defeat Boro, Kawaki supporting her being captain over Boruto, risking his life and relying on Sarada to find the core, Sarada saving Kawaki from Boro, Sarada including Kawaki as a member of Team 7, Kawaki being grateful to Sarada for helping to save Naruto, both sharing the same idolization and admiration for Naruto, Sarada buying Kawaki flowers.

All of these meaningful moments and development of them as friends, nobody even was saying it was romantic, we just were admiring their friendship and potential to become more in the future.

What did they tell us? that we were reaching, those moments meant nothing, they hate eachother, Kawaki doesnt care about her, Sarada doesnt care about him, KawaSara is a crackship, it'll never happen theres been zero development and interaction.

Compare to KawaSumi

Kawaki distrusted Sumire and rejected her kindness by kicking the plate of food away, fought her for trying to force him back in captivity, Kawaki was bitten and nearly killed by Nue because she was careless and disobeyed orders, Kawaki says shes a monster like him and flees, Sumire eventually finds him after having a sudden change of heart now that she believes hes 'just like her', Sumire apologizes about Nue and then opens up about her father and how Naruto and Boruto saved her etc, the whole time Kawaki is dismissive of everything she says and says he doesnt trust her or anyone, he continues telling her to leave him alone and pulls away from her but she continues to push herself on him anyway and him continues to pull away and tries to leave, she stops him because hes still injured and offers to give him a painkiller but the sight of the needle triggers him and he starts choking her, she tries to reason with him to no avail, he loses all trust in her when police and T7 show up believing everything she said was a lie to stall him, leaves her knocked out on the ground, Sumire begs Naruto to go easy on him because she somehow thinks hes the same as her despite knowing nothing about him, and thats it, these interactions are never acknowledged ever again.

Yet guess which one got all the praise and called proof that their soulmates and destined to be endgame?

Dont try and fkin tell me KawaSara is a crackship when KawaSumi is the most forced ship in the new gen with nothing going for it, the feelings werent mutual and Kawaki actually DOESNT give af about Sumire, she's just there because she works for Katasuke, not because he wants her there, and she only volunteered to work with Amado because Kawaki is always with Boruto so she'd get to ask him about him, the boy she ACTUALLY likes and Kawaki KNOWS she likes.

Im tired of mfs tryna act like their ship is superior when its literally standing on twigs while KawaSara actually has a decent foundation and an established friendship. KawaSumi is not popular and didnt gain popularity because its a good ship, it gained it because the actual popular ship, BoruSara, jumped on board and started pushing it to protect BoruSara.

Yall not fkin slick, yall act like yall confident but you are the most insecure fandom in this mug, the thought of Kawaki getting closer to Sarada scared tf outta you which is why you cant even handle the thought of them even just being friends and wanna insist they hate eachother WHEN THEY DONT.

Your not foolin anybody, your scared to death and you know what? YOU SHOULD BE.

If theres one thing we all know is history always repeats itself in Naruto, Naruto was like Kushina and married someone like his dad, Sasuke was like Fugaku and married someone like his mother, Shikamaru was like his dad and married someone like his mother, Jiraiya and Obito who parreleled Naruto had an unrequited love that was never reciprocated just like Naruto's wasnt

So if Sarada is like Sakura and Boruto is like Naruto and Kawaki is like Sasuke, who's she most likely to end up with given the pattern thats been established in the series? why do you think antis keep sayin they dont wanna see NaruHina and SasuSaku 2.0 but had no problem with MinaKushi and FugaMiko 2.0? I rest my case.

#pro kawasara #fuck that dead flower ship

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symphonyofthewrite · 3 years

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Saw your post, getting stuff off your chest, I just wanted to say that I haven't seen the thing with the kids mentioned by anyone and it really stood out to me, I feel what you mean to some extent, because for me it was a stronger reaction, albeit you probably won't feel the same and that's, obviously, perfectly fine. I have an instant recoil these days whenever a character is around kids for like one second and everyone instantly goes "THEY LITERALLY ADOPTED THEM/THAT'S THEIR CHILD/THEY'RE A PARENT"... genuinely sick of it, and I went white as a sheet when I heard it, I wanted to pluck my eyes out. I don't know if it's an American thing but English speaking fandoms (well, those teeming with fancops that is) seem like they cannot process adult looking characters being in any near proximity to childlike characters without automatically imposing parenthood and family dynamics and it's becoming distressing to me. I feel like Alucard needed to process his trauma and learn to trust and be whole again, he's young himself too, why he needed to be a "father figure" all of a sudden is beyond me.

Thank you so much for the ask!! I don’t get many asks so it makes me happy when I can talk meta with people 💛💛 (Sorry I’m a bit late in answering.)

Funnily enough I actually do agree with you. I didn’t have quite so strong a reaction, but I definitely had a very similar one when I first hear it.

My feelings were and are a bit mixed. I was saying in my other post that I would have preferred that I got to actually see this interaction; see the kids run by him and call him father, and him smile when no ones looking. I still think that would have been a better, more touching way to do the scene, and would have had more chance of me liking it (though I probably still would have felt very weird about it). (I think it especially would have been better because it would show that Alucard himself liked it, not that Greta was forcing the role on him.) I know that it was meant to be something touching, and pretty much everyone seems to like it (and I have seen some cute posts about it), so I just tried to like it too, and focus on the fact that all they were really trying to say was he was having a nice relationship with the kids, and that was indeed sweet.

But yeah, when I heard Greta say “I heard some of them calling you father” for me it was less a reaction of horror, and more a “HUH??!!”moment. When I heard it I was like “Alucard...you agree with this???!! This is how you see yourself??!!” I almost expected Alucard to refute it and say he didn’t see himself as a father to them. Like I seriously do not see Alucard as anything remotely close to a father figure, and it felt weird and wrong to me.

Like when I saw him interacting with the kids the first time, I didn’t think “oh he’s a father figure to them.” I just thought “yay, Alucard’s playing with some kids, and getting out of his bubble!!” I didn’t have any thoughts as to what his relationship role was with them, I just thought that first interaction was lovely.

And if I saw him interacting with the kids again, I still wouldn’t go “father figure” I’d just be like “yay, Alucard’s playing with the kids again, how sweet!!”

Sometimes the relationship doesn’t need a role or a label, ya know?

And I thought it was especially strange because…he literally just met them?? Like how can they possibly start calling him father when he’s played with them once or twice? Regardless of Alucard’s side or things, what group of kids would randomly call a nice man they just met ‘father’? Is...Is this a normal thing??

Anyways, back to Alucard’s side of things, Sypha’s line about Alucard being a teenager trapped an adults body has always been something that stuck with me and shaped how I view Alucard. I definitely view him as internally much younger than he looks. No matter how much I might hate them for what they did to him, I think Sumi and Take are about the age he actually is, and their relationship with him made sense to me. He’s still a kid—or at least young—he still needs his parents in his life, really. (That’s part of why I didn’t like that Drac and Lisa don’t go to him at the end. I personally don’t think Alucard really got closure, and in my mind I think he still very much needed them, and that would have been the perfect ending to his story in my mind, where everything comes full circle; He was forced to lose his parents and grow up too early, and only when he’s started to truly grow up does he get them back.) So yeah, I really don’t see him like a father at all. One of my main focuses in my Castlevania fanfiction is his relationship with Dracula, so I very much see him as the son, not as the dad, even when Drac isn’t around.

(Sidenote, come to think of it, I think this is another reason why Greta x Alucard is a nope from me. She’s very much an adult, so I just see a discrepancy between them that makes me feel weird about them being in a romantic relationship. If we need a label I feel like she fits as an older sister for him, guiding him and giving him support. Him unloading all his problems on her within just meeting her makes more sense if he’s like a younger brother who needs to cry to his sister. I felt weird about it in a romantic context when it was so fast. I mean I know he was desperate to talk to someone, and I probably would have done the same, but still).

“I feel like Alucard needed to process his trauma and learn to trust and be whole again, he's young himself too, why he needed to be a "father figure" all of a sudden is beyond me”

^^ THIS. EXACTLY THIS.

I was honestly really hoping they’d go in depth into him dealing with his trauma, and how he’s still hurting from the wounds of it, and how he needs to heal. I thought that’s what his S4 arc would be about. I don’t think they gave him the chance to really process and work through everything that happened. (Again, I don’t think him just unloading all his problems on a nice stranger is truly working through his trauma. I would have much rather watched him struggle to trust her, and him telling her about his trauma happen later, and be difficult for him, and a deep, heartfelt moment).

Like I was saying in my other post, I think if they framed his arc in how he dealt with the town collectively, I think that would have fit better, and been more touching and satisfying. I would have liked to see him struggling to trust humans, and then see as time progressed how several different people in the town liked him and meant him no harm, and how he realized he could trust them, and that he liked them too. It wasn’t that he had a bad romantic partner and needed a new one. He believed he needed to be punished for killing his father, and in his deep loneliness he let these kids into his house and heart, and they turned on him because he was half vampire. That’s something pretty deeply ingrained, and not something a new romance just fixes by existing. He needed to work through that in a much deeper way.

I know this is gonna be a very unpopular opinion, and it's totally cool if you disagree, but in a weird way... I sort of disliked Alucard’s ending. Don’t get me wrong, Im glad he’s happy, and I’d certainly prefer it to him just getting more trauma like last season (*shudders*), and I don’t think him opening up his castle (and his heart) to humanity is a bad way to end his story, certainly not. I think that fits. And my heart did melt a bit at the "I'm weirdly happy" scene. But, where everyone else is like “*sobbing* happy endings for all our faves” ...I see the creators of the show trying to wrap everything up in a neat little bow, and while that’s certainly not all bad, I don’t love every aspect of that. Theres a time and place for that, but a show based on video games, for which there’s more content in these storylines isn’t one of them in my mind.

Sometimes some of the sadness needs to linger. At the very least, let it linger at the beginning of the season so you can work through it in a powerful way, you know? It may have been tough to see Alucard be more closed off, but I think it would have been more satisfying to see him open up his heart and go back to his old self if we saw his trauma leave lingering effects at the beginning.

To me it didn’t feel like a satisfying arc, it felt like the fairytale ending of “oh look he’s not apprehensive about humanity even after what happened! Oh look he got the girl! And the Castle’s a happy place now! Look he’s not sad anymore! He’s even a father figure to these kids! He’s totally moved on!” And all those things can be awesome when done properly, and when they have depth to them. But they didn’t work through the trauma to get there, so it felt surface level to me, and too fast. I really liked that first episode, and how we saw the two sides of him—one that's become more closed off, and the other that still buries the human despite his comments—and I also really liked the first interaction with the kids, and thought that was one of the few interactions that had depth to it and fit with his arc well. Having it go beyond “they’re helping him learn to like and trust humanity again, and displaying who he really is inside” ended up detracting from the power of his relationship with them in my mind.

Having played SOTN, I think an ingrained loneliness and sadness are, in a way, a key part of Alucard’s character. That sounds really sad and awful out loud but…there are some people that just have a sadness or a loneliness to them, and that's not entirely bad. Here’s the thing…it can make them that much more beautiful. The fact that they still fight for good, even when they see all the dark, those moments when they find true friends, despite how alone they are, those moments when they are happy, are so much more powerful. They just are always a bit…separate from other people. One of my favorite lines in anything is the line "We are connected by our darkness, not by our light" in Pandora Hearts. I think it's a line that fits Alucard well, and it’s always something that’s drawn me personally to him. Don't get me wrong, I don’t think Alucard’s all dark and sad and lonely, he’s definitely got a bright side to him too, of course he does. But I also don't think he ever is able to fully accept the vampire side of himself, and I find that interesting, and worth exploring. Personally I was honestly hoping for the show makers to come up with a bittersweet reason for why he went to sleep for 300 years, (and I thought that's why they set things up with Sumi and Taka that he’d have something against his vampire nature). Personally it felt like they were trying to say “oh he’s all better now, he’ll never be sad or lonely again” and while that’s nice I suppose…for me it sort of…stops feeling like Alucard, in a way? I don't know if I'm explaining it right, or if that sounds terrible...😅

Anyways, back to the topic at hand. I do agree that’s very common of fandom that people are like “boom! Just add water! Instant father figure!” and I don’t love it either. Sometimes it can be cute if it truly fits, but it doesn’t fit every relationship between an adult-looking character and a kid character, and shouldn't be the first place people go to. In the same way every relationship doesn’t have to be romantic, not every relationship has to be parental/familial either. Sometimes it feels like fandom culture isn't really okay to have some characters just be good friends. A good friendship can be more wonderful than a romance sometimes.

If we have to put a label on it, I think he seemed like a nice older brother figure to them? I think that fits who he is in my mind. But father? Nope. Not for me. And again, I don’t think it needs a label.

Thanks again for sending me this ask!! It was nice to get the chance to work through some more of my feelings here too. Sorry if I went too overboard. And I hope I don’t sound too terribly negative, it really was a great season, and I definitely liked some parts of his arc, just not all of it.

If you or anyone else reading would like to discuss with me more, be my guest!! 💕

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bansheeoftheforest · 3 years

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Uh, is there still an angst break? Ignore this ask until your ready if so 👉😎👉

What was the au where Jekylls pushed down the stairs and experiences a skull crackening again? Oh well but I've been thinking of a branch of that where Jekyll doesn't know hes dead like all day. I also cant remember if that was already discussed or not

The lodgers patch him up, he complains of a headache, and goes on his merry way! He's confused why all the lodgers are so nervous and being nice to him all of the sudden, why creature is looking at him with a stange mix of empathy and pity. He was told he fell down the stairs, fell unconscious, and obtained a bit of an injury. He cant fathom why Frankenstein is "The only doctor who can treat him" why he has to constantly go to her for checkups. Why Maijabi is suddenly following him practically everywhere.

Hyde squeezes back control for a moment and tries the potion but it doesn't work. Maybe a bit of pain but certainly no transformation. Jekyll assumes his injury or whatever medication they're giving him to treat it somehow negated the effects

Jekyll complains about "suddenly blacking out" the lodgers know its because his soul is slippery. They tell him it must just be a side effect of the injury and not to worry

How long can they keep it secret from him? When does he find out? Does he? Does it get to be years only for him to realize that he hasn't aged? That he still needs checkups from Frankenstein? Does he learn sooner? Does a lodger crack and say it? Does he rot? Does he notice how so very cold he is. How animals act around him? It's all very interesting,,

I actually did think a bit of Jekyll's kidnappers for the amnesia kidnapping au! When drawing that lil sketch of Henry and O'Leary meeting Robert I had considered making it so O'Leary was suspicious of Lanyon like "Oh theres no news anywhere of someone matching Thomas' description who's missing. But some random people walk up claiming to know him? Begging to take him back with them?" And he'd think they were the kidnappers. But ultimately I decided against it as I felt Lanyon and Rachel were pretty clearly, genuinely concerned for "Thomas" :p

I tried playing assassins creed once, the first(?) one. But the controls were confusing and everything was sorta thrown all at me at once, and I got bored of it quickly

But! I went to the store the other day and just so happened to notice Syndicate was being sold for 15 dollars 👀 So I bought it because funky Victorian assassins and your influence! It's a bit less confusing then the first ac game I tried but why is going down or dropping so hard bdksnks. I'm having quite a bit of fun! If you dont count my rage and annoyance-, the B button refuses to cooperate with me unless I'm looting corpses >:(

The b button being the bane of my existence aside, I AM having fun! I like the funky outfits and I want to play as the girl twin (evie?) forever because her clothes are good and shes better at attacking than jacob(?) For some reason. Probably the stun her weapon has? Oh well! I have not unlocked any new outfits yet, nonetheless I wish there were more.

Also! I was thimking, and my current quests are taking place at 1868? Did I get that right? And Jekyll is like 35 in 1885. So in game he'd be 18! An au like I believe you mentioned sounds very interesting 👀 but I must play more to know what's going on and daydream about it

That would be the resurrection au <3

But god, I really like that branch! Especially combined with the hc that he can't feel pain bc the HJ7 and the transformations made him immune. Frankenstein patched him up and made fleshweaver to heal the crack in his skull but it still has to be bandaged, he surely broke a few bones, yet all he has to do is to be careful because it doesn't even hurt. He doesn't even realize how severe the injuries are because it doesn't hurt, it very well might just have been that he accidentally slipped at the bottom of the staircase and accidentally hit his head on the railing during his fall, rather than getting physically pushed and flying down the stairs, shattering his skull upon impact with the marble floor. Y'know what would be extra fun? If he only starts getting a bit suspicious about how severe the injury was once he realizes his lungs stop breathing for minutes at a time when he gets distracted, or his heartbeat stops dead in his chest. I know that that's not how biology or even creature works but lets say the HJ7 is funky, Zombie Jekyll my beloved. Perhaps he would only fully grasp what had happened once he blacked out too much and 'passed out', but his soul slipped out enough to leave his body unconscious on the floor while his soul/ghost was just... Watching. And it's not until Maijabi (who, as you said, follows him everywhere) immediately calls for more Lodgers saying that Henry's soul is getting unstable and Frankenstein's lousy job is starting to shine through that he fully understands that it was not a mere hit to the head. Or maybe it is when days, weeks, maybe months has passed and the headache never goes away, he only feels how his body starts feeling so much more... Fragile and delicate, that the guilt has eaten Helsby up alive and he corners him and spills everything, knowing he is going directly against what the group agreed to but not being able to keep it a secret much longer-- or maybe Creature would tell him immediately, once Henry is, for once, alone perhaps days after the initial accident. He cannot see Henry struggle to understand what is going on when he already knows what's happening to Henry, his mind, and his body. He doesn't listen to the plan that Frankenstein and the Lodgers has set up and immediately tells Henry the first moment they are alone. That would certainly be horrifying, I can only imagine how the Lodgers would find Henry after that, once he actually knows and manages to process everything. He would be so mad, not only to have been killed in the first place, but also because he was robbed of an afterlife because the Lodgers were selfish and could not accept the consequences of their actions. He would be mad, he would be so pissed and I have no doubt he might actually be mad at Maijabi too for even agreeing to help Frankenstein and the rest of the Lodgers. That anger would not stay long, though. That anger would soon turn into misery and sadness and paranoia so even as Henry has tried to push Maijabi away, Henry still ends up on his doorstep begging him to help him make sure he is not rotting, because no matter what anyone says, he is sure he can see rotten spots and patches on his skin and he is just so scared and jdhfjsdfdsfsfs... <3

Ooooooohhh, I was actually daydreaming about this just this morning! Granted, I woke up at 5 and began to daydream to fall asleep quicker but I still like the thought of O'Leary being suspicious of Robert/Rachel/Jasper/the Lodgers bc he is protective of 'Thomas' and doesn't want anything bad to happen to him and especially with the idea that Henry still has hallucinations and they both think he was abandoned by his family, left to rot at a mental asylum. O'Leary might very well think that it might be Henry's friends and family that dumped him that Henry had 'escaped' the hospital and that's why they knew he was missing since the Asylum itself obviously wouldn't have posted the news... I really liked Jeks idea, okay? Like a lot, I absolutely love it <3

Oh, the oldest AC game I played was Unity bc it was free after the Notre Dame fire, and I can confirm, I played 15 min and could not get through it even if i would have wanted to, it absolutely sucks so i have no doubt the older games are just as frustrating <3

BUT!!!! I'M SO GLAD MY CORRUPTION IS SPREADING AND YOU BOUGHT AND PLAYED IT AND ARE ENJOYING IT SO FAR!!! Trust me, Syndicate truly is an absolutely amazing game and is definitely one of my top 3 games of all time. I sometimes play it w my friend watching me play and trust me, I know that rage of trying to do smt but the character does smt else... or you try to do smt but the game doesn't react and you miss your chance... Oh well, still a wonderful game <3

My friend loves to play as Evie as well but I'm definitely playing Jacob every chance I get and I honestly get a lil pissy when I have to play as Evie bc I always prefer to play male characters, plus, I just like Jacob better bc he is a sweetheart. He is also canonically bisexual as hell!!! Have you met Abberline yet? The police officer? Him and Jacob together is one of my fave ships for the game. I also bought the ultimate/golden/whatever name it was edition so I had a bunch of extra outfits, I love the sherlock holmes outfit for Jacob but my friend keeps bullying me for it </3

Honestly? The time difference is the bane of my entire idea for the au bc if it's during their time Henry hasn't even graduated yet, and definitely not well-known enough for them to actively meet for whatever reason, and if you use the timeline for the jack the ripper dlc (in 1888) a lot of... Less than pleasant things happen so it wouldn't really make a lot of sense for a crossover to happen at that point but maybe it's just bc im a pussy and refuse to play the dlc. Rn, while imagining the au, I just imagine the 1868 timeline to be the same as the TGS timeline. I like to imagine the Frye Twins hearing about Henry and the Society and promptly breaking into his office to ask him to make poison and stuff for them. I also have a feeling that Jacob would flirt wildly with Henry and that Henry would be less-than-amused. It would also be a very fun thing with the fact that there would be two Henrys, with TGS Henry Jekyll and AC Syndicate Henry Green, soo... XD

#Man I really want to hear your journey through syndicate!!!#Oh man I cant wait until you meet Maxwell #and Crawford for that matter #he was the guy I based the crawford in the fic off of bc i had no idea what else to do <3 #OHH there would also be a lot of mixup with Lucy Thorne and TGS Queen Lucy #oh i can imagine them being rivals #that would be fun <3 #ask #darling-dolly-darlene #banshees au #resurrection au #amnesia kidnapping au

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