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vbecker10 · 1 month

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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 5)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)

Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.

Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor trying to be a better brother, Odin being a terrible father... I lied about the fluff... it's not in this part lol but it's coming I swear 💚

The throne room erupts at Thor's revelation, some council members shout questions at Odin and Thor while others speak to the people nearest them to find out what they know. You can barely hear yourself think as Odin demands quiet but is ignored. He is quickly losing control of the council but that is the least of your worries at the moment.

The raised voices fade into the background as you look to Loki, your heart breaks at how lost he appears. His hand slips from yours and he slowly takes a step backwards, then another as he distances himself from his father, his head shaking lightly.

"Council!" the queen calls to get their attention but they are too concerned with their own conversations to hear her.

She waves her hands towards the doors at the back of the room and a golden glow slams then open. The throne room becomes eerily silent in an instant and the guards who had been standing watch outside rush in.

She walks down the steps from the throne having regained her composure, "I'm afraid I must insist the council leaves the throne room at once. I find I need to speak with my husband," her eyes fall to Odin, "and my sons." She adds as she looks at Thor with a heavy mixture of disappointment and anger.

The members of the council begin to file out of the throne room, their conversations continuing in earnest even as they exit.

You ignore everyone moving and talking around you, you can only think about Loki. You put one arm around his waist, your hand on his back, while your other hand gently touches his cheek. You tilt his head so he is looking towards you but his eyes are unfocused as if he is lost in thought.

"Loki," you say quietly but he doesn't seem to hear you. His arms hang loosely at his sides instead of responding to your touch.

"Loki," you say again, a bit louder but not enough to startle him. You need him to come back to you.

"They've used me," he says but not directly to you, more as if he is thinking out loud. "My father and my brother..." he pauses, his eyes finally focusing on you. "I can't lose you," he tells you in a low voice. "I won't."

You move your hand up his cheek to wipe a single tear away, "It's going to be ok." You barely believe your own words but you can't bear to tell him anything else. You fight back a wave of nausea as the knowledge that Loki will be forced to marry another woman truly begins to sinks in.

Pulling away slightly you look towards the queen, worried she will make you leave when Loki needs you the most. She can clearly see the concern in your eyes and without needing to ask she says, "You may stay."

You don't miss the disapproving look from Odin but your fear of him continues to lessen as your hatred for him rises. You nod in thanks Frigga and take Loki's hand to pull him closer to his mother as the guards close the doors.

For the second time, you are left alone with the royal family while they argue over the validity and fate of your relationship with Loki.

Thor stands between his mother and father, you and Loki face them, your hand still holding his. Loki looks from his father to you and you lean towards him to whisper, "I love you." At your words his eyes suddenly shift from dull and distant to alight with fury.

He pulls his hand free from yours and clenches his fists tightly as his focus finds his father. "When were you planning on telling me you had used me as a pawn in one of your political games? On my wedding night?" Loki asks Odin as he takes a step towards the king.

"When the time was right," he answers as if Loki's frustration means nothing to him and you fear it might not.

"The right time would have been when you and my oaf of a brother were conspiring to make this preposterous deal," Loki snaps as he looks from his father to his older brother. "It certainly is not after."

"There was no need for you to be involved in our discussion," the king states and you can feel your anger building, matching Loki's. "We arranged your marriage, not as your father and brother, but as the reigning king and heir to the throne," Odin adds.

You scoff, "You say that as if it makes this betrayal any less painful."

The king glares at you. "Why are you still here soldier? You are no longer relevant to this conversation," he says dismissively.

"Do not treat her as if she means nothing," Loki defends you. He takes your hand protectively and you hold his arm with your other hand. "She is one of the few people on Asgard who actually cares about me and my happiness."

"And that is the issue," the king counters. "You are far too concerned with being happy," he says almost as if he doesn't understand the concept.

"Your duty is to the throne, to protect and serve the realm, not to do as you wish. You have responsibilities as a prince, even if you are not the heir and you cannot throw them away for this," he waves his hand towards you much like he did when addressing you after the ball.

"This is why you despise Y/N so much," Loki says slowly as he comes to this sudden realization. "It is not because she is a soldier or because she isn't from some wealthy family," he says.

He looks at you as he continues, a faint smile on his lips, "It is because she makes me happy and that means you can't control me as you once could. My love for her is what brought about all of my questions regarding marriage law in the first place."

He looks back at Odin, "Without her, I would have simply obeyed your command to marry the woman you chose because I would have had no cause to think there was another choice."

"You will marry the woman I have selected because you do not have a choice," the king threatens.

"That might not necessarily be true," Thor says but before he can explain, Odin's look silences him.

You feel the smallest ray of hope and cling to Loki as he puts his arm around your waist.

"What do you mean?" you ask Thor, "Is there-"

"You will be quiet," Odin practically growls at you but you stand your ground.

You are done being scared of him. He may be the king and you owe him your allegiance but you don't deserve to be spoken to this way. You open your mouth to tell him so but the queen speaks first.

"You will not speak to her as if she is some common prisoner you can terrorize into obeying your orders," the queen demands. "She is as much a part of this conversation as anyone else in this room."

You close your mouth slowly and blink in shock as the queen defends you. Odin goes still but you can see he is seething. She smiles at you almost in spite of her husband and says, "What was your question?"

You swallow and look at Loki who nods encouragingly for you to continue. "I don't understand what Prince Thor meant when he said that might not be true? Is there something we can do to stop Loki from being forced into this marriage?" you ask, desperate for even the possibility of good news.

"The arrangement clearly hasn't been sealed by the council," the queen says and Loki smiles in response, pulling you close.

"I don't know what that means," you admit but you can tell by Loki's expression that it is the answer you were hoping for. You know know military procedures and protocol like the back of your hand but royal marriage law was not something you were familiar with.

"There is a reason these types of contracts are no longer made in secret," the queen begins to explain. "In the old days, the sons and daughters of the king and high court were treated as any other good to be traded. Their fates were in the hands of a few old men who stared at maps to redivide land while drinking their fill of wine."

You can't help but wonder if the queen herself was given to Odin in such a way, it was hard to envision them ever having been a love match.

She continues, "In order to ensure these marriages were truly for the good of the realm as a whole and not just for the personal gain of the members involved, all arrangements must be made public and approved by the council, thus sealing them."

"But since the council obviously didn't know about this arrangement..." you say slowly.

"The marriage pack is not yet finalized," Loki finishes, his eyes full of the hope you feel.

"I assume, based on the council's reaction, they will not be approving the arrangement," the queen says.

Thor look to his father to gauge his reaction then says, "They most likely will not. There was a reason we kept our discussion between ourselves and the woman's father."

"There are no other council members who are aware of this, or who the woman is?" Frigga asks.

Thor shakes his head as Odin folds his arms across his chest. The king looks as if he is moments from defeat and there is nothing else to be said.

"If that is the case, I deem the arrangement void," Loki's mother says and your heart skips a beat with excitement.

Loki pulls you into a tight hug at the news and you close your eyes as you press yourself against him. He runs his hand up and down your back and kisses the top of your head. You look up and smile but realize you cannot celebrate yet. He looks back at his parents but doesn't let go of you.

"I am glad this is settled but there is still the matter of the current marriage law," Loki reminds everyone, not that you could forget.

"Loki," you say, your voice suddenly shaking. He looks down at you concerned and you tell him, "The king is still going to change the law so I can never be with you."

He shakes his head but you can't see a way around it. "That's what he was going to do before... before we found out about the arrangement," you remind him.

"There are two ways a law such as this can be changed," Loki explains to you. "The king has the authority to create laws but not on a whim or out of anger as he tried earlier. If the council doubts the validity of the ruling, they can challenge it."

You look away from Loki for a moment to see his father's reaction but he remains silent with his arms crossed. "What is the second way?" you ask, hoping it is better then the first choice.

"We call the council back and hold a vote," he says. "The king will be required to either accept or reject their decision," he says then he looks at his father, "But the last king who repeatedly overruled the council had a shortened reign, if i remember correctly."

"What will it be, father?" Thor asks and you hold your breath as Loki's arms keep you close.

He is quiet for a moment, obviously weighing his options. Change the law himself and risk the council challenging him or allow them to vote and hope they make the decision he prefers.

He sighs deeply, "Call the council to reassemble."

The throne room fills with council members again as the king, queen and heir take their places atop the stairs of the throne. You and Loki stand together, his arm around your waist. The king holds up his hand for silence and the voices gradually fade.

"We have discussed the matter of Prince Loki's marriage arrangement," he states and the whispers begin again. "Silence," he calls and they comply so he can continue. "The agreement has been revoked, Prince Loki is no longer bound to it."

A few light cheers are heard from council members who were against it. You assume there is one angry person in the council, the father of the woman chosen by Odin. You don't care though, you are trying to remain cautiously optimistic about the last obstacle that remains ahead of you.

"And what of the change in marriage law for the second child in the royal family?" someone asks.

Thor steps forward, "We will hold a vote." You hold back a smile as Thor explains how the members are to cast their vote. Aye for upholding the existing law which would allow Loki to choose a wife based on the same criteria as any other council member and nay to revise the law to be identical to that of the heir.

While the members briefly discuss their opinions Loki leans down and whispers, "I love you. No matter the outcome, I promise I will be with you."

"I love you so much, Loki," you tell him. You hope he will be able to keep his promise but you are terrified that the vote may not be in your favor.

Odin clears his throat and the room goes silent again. "We will begin-" he starts but Loki interrupts him.

"If I may, father," he says calmly and Odin nods for him to continue. "I will not beg the council to vote the way I want them to but I do have one thing I need heard."

He looks at you and smiles then looks around the room. "If the council does not vote to uphold the current law and requires me to follow the same rules as the heir..." he pauses and your heart beats faster, "I will give up my title and status as a prince of Asgard."

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vickyvicarious · 1 year

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seeing ppl go "lol jonathan why are you admitting you found them hot what will mina think of you when she reads it!!!" has me go "*shakes you* you are going against the thesis of the book!!!"

I know some of why is dependent on knowledge of future events, and so people new to Dracula Daily won't be aware of it. But to be honest, Jonathan admitting his attraction to the vampire ladies is so, so important to me. On several different character levels, even outside of the entire book proving over and over again that sharing knowledge is absolutely vital (and is also an expression of deep love/trust/support).

Let's just stick the quote in here for reference:

There was something about them that made me uneasy, some longing and at the same time some deadly fear. I felt in my heart a wicked, burning desire that they would kiss me with those red lips. It is not good to note this down, lest some day it should meet Mina's eyes and cause her pain; but it is the truth.

Firstly - he needs to keep an accurate record. This is his only place to speak freely, his only opportunity to be precise about what he is going through. It is vitally important for him to keep his sanity intact that he be clear and try to remain logical in this diary. We see him fact-checking again and again. We can extrapolate from other statements that he doesn't always mention everything he suspects unless he feels it relevant or possible to prove. For example, repeatedly noting Dracula himself doing things before ever getting around to voicing the theory that the Count has no servants (he collected evidence first, didn't speak his suspicions until they were proven). Or putting the crucifix above his bed and taking the opportunity to sleep elsewhere, thus pointing to feeling unsafe and possibly experiencing bad dreams in his own room (he mentioned what he does about it, but not the feeling on its own or whatever nightmares he may be having). Jonathan works very hard to keep his diary focused on a few things above all: what the Count/ladies are, what everyone does, what Jonathan observes or learns, his actionable plans. He of course expresses his fears and emotions at times in his diary, more than he can out loud, but never going all the way down the rabbithole of fear, hopelessness, etc. He tries to calm himself by sticking to facts (all the harder when something strange is happening), which is in itself a soothing process for him so that's helpful too. His goal is to make this diary useful to himself and to others, if he ever gets the chance to share it. There is a goal here.

And what that means, is that the things Jonathan writes in great detail are things that feel relevant to him. The entire encounter with the vampire ladies was extremely important. It revealed a ton of new information to him, as well as being a truly horrifying and traumatic thing to go through. Jonathan's feelings are as relevant as his observations/actions here, because both are directly affected by the presence of the vampire women. Jonathan can't move. He feels dreamy. He feels attracted to them. He cannot resist and in the moment a large part of him didn't even want to. These are all effects they are causing, at least to some extent. I know mileage can vary a lot on how much of Jonathan's attraction is just coming from him, but honestly, I can't agree with any version that doesn't have a natural attraction at the very least being exacerbated by supernatural vampire abilities somehow. If not caused or called forth by them in the first place. The way he narrates, with so much obvious fear and revulsion mixed in with the desire, makes that clear to me. He sounds like he doesn't fully understand his own feelings at the time, at least where they all came from or why they were so strong. It goes along with all the other symptoms he is experiencing, and the other abilities they demonstrate. And so, to keep his record accurate - it has to go in. He cannot leave it out. It might become very relevant later.

Secondly - Jonathan is honest with Mina, specifically. I love this about their relationship. I don't think it's so much 'I noticed they were attractive' that he fears might hurt her, because Mina isn't particularly shy herself about noticing both women and men as good-looking, and even admiring their looks while on a date with Jonathan (poor Pretty Girl in Piccadilly). He also called local women pretty in his first entry as well (though he did say "except when you got near them" so it felt a bit backhanded to me), so again it's not the noticing that's an issue either way. It's more that he felt actual desire to act on an attraction, or rather for them to act. This is unusual, this is a separate matter from noticing people are hot, this is something that comes much closer to cheating or at least wanting to, and he feels very guilty about it. There's no real sense that he is worried Mina will be angry at him, and there's no sense that he will ever outside of that one moment ever want to act on any attraction he feels for someone other than Mina (or someone Mina also approves of, varying depending on your polycula headcanons). I personally do kind of tend to view Jonathan as some form of demisexual so how much he even tends to feel attraction to other people is often a little wibbly to me, but that's kind of irrelevant for the point of this. We can also set aside the shared language of "kiss" between Jonathan and the vampire ladies, and how this may point to a desire to become available for being drunk from, rather than necessarily sexual desire specifically, even if that's the type of language used. With regards to Mina: he's not worried about being caught, because he is choosing not to hide. He feels bad talking about the attraction because it might hurt her feelings, but he'll admit to it regardless because it's more important to him to be honest with her. Jonathan hates hiding things from Mina. This actually becomes plot-relevant later on. Even when she herself expressly forbids him from telling her stuff, he feels anguished about it and is certain to ensure that records are kept which she can read later. He trusts her completely. Embarrassment, shame, bad behavior, or whatever else - he will still share that with her. The only times he doesn't confide in Mina are when he's trying to repress everything because he thinks he was crazy (and possibly may even have some PTSD-related memory loss as well), or when he and the other men are trying to make sure she isn't exposed to danger (which is wrong in several ways but this post isn't about that so I won't get into it), and of course when she tells him not to. Every single time he feels upset about it. So yeah, he's going to regret that she may feel hurt, but deliberately hiding things from her would be worse.

Thirdly - Jonathan admitting his attraction here is a huge comfort to Mina later on. I truly believe this. I've talked about it before actually, but let me try to rephrase a bit to keep it on the same post. By being open about his own attraction and experience with nearly being drunk from, he provides precedent for Mina's October 3rd trauma. It makes it easier (though obviously still not easy) for her to admit to the same kind of desire:

"I was bewildered, and, strangely enough, I did not want to hinder him. I suppose it is a part of the horrible curse that such is, when his touch is on his victim."

Mina never blamed Jonathan for expressing such thoughts. She wasn't concerned about the issue being another woman when she came to him in the hospital, and when she read his diary she never mentioned any hesitations or misgivings about this scene at all. But even if she had secretly felt upset before (I personally don't see her thinking that way at all, but for the sake of argument), I think that experiencing something similar would make her grateful for Jonathan's candor. In a moment when she's already feeling deeply unclean and complicit, Jonathan's earlier honesty here relieves her from a little bit of the guilt she is feeling. It lets her recognize her own lack of desire to stop Dracula as something he did to her, just like Jonathan experienced with the vampire ladies when he couldn't/didn't want to move away. It's possible even that Mina felt more explicit desire for Dracula's 'red lips to kiss her' but didn't feel comfortable saying quite that much - even if so, again Jonathan's account would be a comfort.

And having that account written down long ago means she has already internalized this. If Jonathan had kept it hidden only to try and ease her mind later, well... first off, Mina too might have kept her reaction hidden out of guilt. And even if she didn't or he told her then, a confession at that time wouldn't mean nearly as much or carry the same kind of weight, I don't think. It would feel like he's making excuses for her, like he didn't trust her enough to tell her earlier, just... bad stuff mixed in, which are all avoided by having Jonathan be truthful from the start.

#dracula daily spoilers #dracula daily #jonathan harker #mina murray #jonmina #anonymous #replies #my meta #sorry anon i feel like you were wanting to talk more about the 'sharing is caring' thesis so to speak #but this is where my thoughts went for now #obviously also though the book demonstrates again and again that concealing the truth (whether well-meant or not) is NOT HELPFUL #that trust is demonstrated via laying oneself emotionally bare and GIVING INFORMATION even when it isn't in your favor #that dracula specifically thrives on confusion and hidden fear and a lack of communication and that the key to his defeat #is to work together. to show love through being open about everything that is happening to you no matter how shameful or scary #to support one another. and to admit when you need support.#sorry i probably shoulda added a readmore. didn't think about it till later

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ohmotherwhereartthou-if · 1 month

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How would the ROs take care of a drunk MC?

Cassandra: Scolds you the whole time she is dragging you home and tucking you into bed. Gives you water and gives you a lecture while she checks your temperature, keeps you awake out of fear you will blackout. The next day she talks extra loud and keeps all of the windows wide open to let the sunlight in, your hangover will not be pleasant lol. She might be upset you got drunk but takes care of you all the same.

Valeria: Makes an idiot out of you by asking you non-stop embarrassing questions in front of her brothers. Encourages you to act a fool, albeit safely, so that she can make fun of you the next day. That is your punishment for overindulging. She will sweetly take care of you during your hangover, making you her mom's hangover cure that she tends to have to make for her brothers every now and then. Still making fun of you however.

Tomás: If you got drunk with him there with you he is okay with it, sweetly guides you home and plays along with your drunk antics. Tucks you into bed and gets you munchies if you're hungry.

If you got drunk without him being with you is a whole other story. He will be very upset with you, getting drunk is dangerous already because you're not in your right mind; but it is even more dangerous when you don't have someone you trust to take care of you nearby. What if someone took advantage of you? What if you made a drunk mistake and cheated while intoxicated? All of the worst scenarios run through his head, he drags you home and leaves you to sorta take care of yourself while he broods. He will step in if you're trying to do something possibly dangerous but he won't actively take care of you. Gives you the cold shoulder during your hangover too, expect no affection until you apologize and promise not to do that again. He would happily take care of you while you're drunk if he was with you.

Ludovica: Is adorably confused on what to do. She has unfortunately seen her fair share of drunks in her life, her late husband would get drunk often and abuse her. She would try to hide when he drank and hope he would die by choking on something or by falling down the stairs while drunk. She obviously does not want any of that to happen with you, she will hover nearby with outstretched hands ready to steady you. She keeps you away from any stairs or sharp objects, makes sure you only eat soft foods and constantly asks you if your okay. She has no clue how to handle you, asks her maids for help as well; you're basically treated like a toddler when your drunk in her villa. The next day she dotes on you in your hangover pain, gets you anything you want and speaks in a hushed voice. She does politely ask you not to do this often, she worries about you.

Aurelio: To be honest, if you're drinking; he is probably also drunk too. His people already know how to manage him when he is intoxicated, that same extent of care is also extended to you. The next day when your both hungover you guys get to try and piece together what the hell happened yesterday.

Elio: Observes your drunk behavior like he is watching a wild animal and documents it thoroughly. He occasionally asks you questions on how you are feeling and why you're doing what you're currently doing. Makes snarky comments like,

"And so they take a banana from the bowl and observes it hungrily, they try to peel it but their hand-eye coordination is suboptimal due to their state of inebriation."

"They eye me in annoyance of my vocal commentary of their intoxicated antics, although they probably should have thought of that before he drank that whole bottle of wine in one sitting."

"Oh how interesting, they fail to peel the banana; so they proceed to say, and I quote 'fuck it' and proceed to bite the banana. Skin and all. How peculiar."

The day after he does fetch you whatever you ask him for, he feels bad that you don't feel too good. Tells you to maybe watch how much you drink next time. He does sort of cutely use his notes from the last time you got drunk to better help you. Memorizes what make you feel better when you hungover and prepares them in advance for the inevitable next day sickness.

#omwat #ask #ludovica #aurelio #elio #cassandra #tomas #valeria

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orionwynnter669 · 2 years

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Obey Me Royalty AU HCs

Making this for a fic I'm working on. The idea is from @jasperkun and I'm totally living for it.

Diavolo

Is the crown prince of an ancient foreign nation

Is acting as king in place of his father, who's "disappeared" from his throne

In the au I'm writing, he's mc's fiance and the reason for them being in Devildom

Barbatos

At first glance, seems to be the head butler of the castle

Is also acting prime minister and the one in charge of gathering information

Is the leading force of everything that happens behind the scenes

Lucifer

The leader of mc's personal guard

Diavolo's right hand, the strongest person in the kingdom after the prince himself.

In charge of one of the largest legions

Is very polite and professional to mc, but can be very stern and strict with them and his brothers.

Mammon

The second member of mc's personal guard

Loud, cheery, helps mc stay positive in am unfamiliar environment

Gets scolded by Lucifer often

Despite how he acts, he's the strongest after Lucifer and can get serious when he needs to

Leviathan

Mc's third guard

Tends to avoid mc and protect them from the sidelines

"It must be disgusting for royalty like you to have to be seen with me"

Even through all his self deprecation, he's still one of the strongest knights and is even in charge of Devildom's Navy.

Satan

The seemingly calm and polite fourth guard

Answers a lot of mc's questions about Devildom and it's history

When it comes to battle, he's the one feared most by the enemy. Will fight on the front lines with a smile

While he isn't the strongest out of the brothers, he's one of the more ferocious

Asmodeus

For a knight in charge of protecting mc, he's very laid back about it

Acts more like an attendant than a guard with how friendly he is and how casually he treats mc

Becomes mc's close friend and someone they confide in often

Although he's very relaxed about his role, he's capable of protecting mc if he has to.

He often doesn't have to though, considering how quickly the others are to jump in when you need them

Beelzebub

Built like a tank. Looks the most intimidating out of all mc's guards

Is a complete softy. Would sit with mc while they pick flowers and even let them put some in his hair

Fairly quiet out of the rest, doesn't speak more than what's necessary

#strong silent type lol

In battle, he's feared as much as Satan.

Isn't as inherently strong as the others, but what he lacks in skill he more than makes up for with brute strength.

Smash a watermelon with his thighs kinda strength

(Is it obvious that he's my favorite yet)

Belphegor

The laziest out of all of them

He didn't want to be tasked with guarding a "stuck up royal", and makes how he feels about it clear at every opportunity

Slacks off the most. Why does he have to do anything when the others are much more capable of handling mc on their own?

When he realizes that mc isn't some snob like he thinks, he'll warm up to them a bit

Is sitting close by Beel as your picking flowers kinda vibe

Although the relationship started off with him acting like he hates them, in the end he'd risk his life to protect them.

Solomon

Head of the Mage's Tower, studies and utilizes magic for the sake of the kingdom

Kinda shady ngl.

Simeon and Luke

Delegates of an allied nation who are staying in Devildom as part of a collaborative agreement

Are very kind and often have tea and casual conversations with mc

Both them and mc are foreigners to this kingdom and bond over that shared experience

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I don't know much about the other characters, not enough to include them in this. These are my personal head cannons for the fic I'm writing under the concept "the brothers are knights an mc is the royal they're protecting". If you're reading this and have any ideas you'd like to add, or want to put your own spin on it, you're more than welcome to. Also note that I won't be including their sins as part of this au and some of their personality may be a bit shifted from og cannon, but their personalities should be relatively close (or as close as possible).

#obey me #obey me au #obey me hc #obey me headcanons #obey me brothers #obey me undateables

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bitsandbobsofwriting · 2 years

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oh my gosh, those mergwen headcanons are so freaking adorable!!!! i need, like, a hundred more, oh my gosh. fantastic!!! this pairing deserves so much love, it's so cute TT

(Referencing These Headcanons)

More you say?

Hmm

I can manage a few more😁

First off, go HERE, to find a headcanon for how they act when Gwen goes into labour with their first kiddy. I fully intend to write this scenario into a full, fluffy fic one day. But yeah. They’re super excitable and everyone is super in awe of how chilled out they are considering Gwen is on her merry way to push a whole mini person out of her coochie (Gwaine was subsequently set on fire for wording it like that). They’re going to be SUCH good parents and everyone knows it.

Both of them, though Gwen starts first, when she’s pregnant, find themselves using their parent voice on their friends, but the thing is, it genuinely tends to work more often than not. The others find this very horrifying and also rather annoying (and hilarious when it’s someone else). When kiddy is older, and speaking and learning, Merlin, exhausted and in an odd headspace, has (on several occasions) said things like “Say hello to the duck, Elyan” (on a patrol) and “No touching, Leon, only looking” (when they went exploring the market together) and “Inside voices, Gwaine” (when he was laughing at a joke in a tavern). He will also, when he’s REALLY exhausted, try to get Arthur into bed at like... the medieval equivalent of 6pm. Because The King is a child, who can’t be up past his bedtime. He also took to cutting Arthur’s food up really small before he served it for a while, until Arthur pointed it out. It was genuinely just muscle memory, and Merlin was pretty embarrassed lol.

Elyan, obviously, gets used to the parent voice the quickest. Leon however... he never stops struggling. He blue-screens for a solid ten seconds every time it happens.

Jumping back again, once they get together, every gift they get someone else is exactly what the receiver needs in the moment, even if they hadn't previously realised it. No one will say it out loud it fear of hurting someone else's feelings, but everyone looks forward to whatever Mergwen gets them for Yule/Birthdays the most.

If they don't want to be found?? They won't be found. Of everyone in the castle, they're the ones that know the most about the secret tunnels and hidden rooms and gaps between walls. They can get anywhere unseen, and it also means they can just hangout uninterrupted any time they want.

They have pets after they move in together. Probably just half feral/outside cats at first, because they both work, but they get big ol' doggos later down the line.

On one memorable occasion, Gwen fully slaps Arthur in the face for making a slightly off colour joke about Merlin. Merlin was already tired and annoyed, so Gwen could see he was slightly more upset about it than normal, and Gwen was also tired and tetchy, due to having been up all night waiting for Merlin to come home from fighting the week's villain. She's utterly mortified after she finishes shouting at him for underappreciating Merlin, and just being plain cruel to him sometimes, but everyone else thinks it’s hilarious, and Arthur gives Merlin the meekest, but most sincere apology that has ever exited his mouth, before scurrying off, embarrassed.

On a similar line, Merlin has intimidated his fair share of arseholes in taverns and bars who wouldn't leave Gwen alone.

Gwen painstakingly and patiently teaches Merlin how to braid hair, and he becomes a master at it. They braid flowers into each others hair, and Merlin grows his out a little longer because of this.

On a slightly darker note, Merlin teaches Gwen how to properly clean and sew wounds, how to deal with blood loss, with concussion, with loss of consciousness. Once he becomes more comfortable with the idea of going to Gwen’s house, instead of Gaius (as a matter of practicality, OR avoiding a lecture), she utilises these skills regularly and impressively.

The Druids all call her My Lady and bow to her and give her flower crowns and cloaks and stuff upon first meeting her. She is baffled, and embarrassed, and hates it, but Merlin refuses to ask them to stop because she is a queen in his eyes. Merlin is, oddly enough, happy to take his place as King/Lord of the Druids, if it means Gwen also gets treated like royalty by the people he adores so much.

They don’t really do pet-names, probably just a casual “love” from Merlin, and “Merls” from Gwen. Maybe the odd “sweetheart” is thrown in the mix here and there.

so SOMFT

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rosehund072 · 1 year

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[SCRIPTS FOR MINE AND @ratk1ngme 's AU!] >none of this is Canon in Pastel AU, this is merely as a script for VA's to voice<

- Wally script -

"Hello neighbor!" *enthusiastic tone* "how are you today?" [Pause for like, 5 seconds] "that's fantastic Darling, say, have you eaten today?" "No? Well I'll treat you to lunch then! Let's go"

- Wally script #2 -

[Heavy breathing(panicked)] "Home- home please...please I'm scared-" [crying from wally] "please let go- WHY WONT YOU LET ME SEE MY FRIENDS- just LET GO!" [Panicked breathing] "Ow- ow! Home that hur-!" [Voice is cut off by the sound of a bone snapping] (long pause) [Wally let out loud pained screams]

- Barnaby script -

"Hello Wally, buddy, how are you today?" [Soft friendly tone (pause 5)] "that's great, want to go to howdy's to get your daily apples??" [Pause 5] "alright, let's go!" [Happy enthusiastic tone] >walking to howdy's< "where have you been lately friend?" [Pause 5] "ah, you were sick..I hope you are feeling much better now" [worried tone]

- Barnaby Script #2 -

>He huffed weakly and held his fluffy fur. He was bleeding on his side from a deep cut< "I gotta get out of here.. I need to get away..." [weak breathy voice] >running sounds on wood flooring< "the door - yes!" [Excited relief] >pause 5< (Barnaby falls with a loud thud, and an excruciating pain surges through the k-9) [>pause for 10 before va this< crying and pained noises]

- Julie script -

"Hello sweetheart, how are you today?" *soft loving tone(mother sounding?)* [pause like, 5 seconds] "that's good, I'm glad you are feeling well, oh dear..what happened to your knee..?" [Pause 5] "no no, sit down, I'll help you patch it up so it won't get infected." [Shuffling noises and silence for a minute] "there. All patched up, but how did you get hurt..???" *Concerned mama bear type tone [lol]*

-Julie Script #2 -

>weak sounds of steering awake< "...where" [groggy almost pained tone in her voice] >a deep rumbling emits (dont va this)< "hello...?" >the silence was eerie and threatening, she can't see a thing< "...ow..ugh.." [pained tone] "why can't I move my foot...and why do I hurt.." [confused fear/pain]

- Home Script -

"What are you doing here." [Irritated tone(pause 5)] "Wally isn't here. Leave. I have no patience for you." [Passive aggressive tone] (door slams shut and walking on wood, away from door) "now. Wally. Dearest. Eat. NOW." (Demanding tone) [bowl with spoon clank >?<]

- Poppy script -

"Hello little one, what are you doing here?" [Calm light tone] >pause 5< "Oh, you wish to have cookies? Alright, come inside little bird" >Y/n is led inside to have cookies and speak with Poppy< "how are the cookies little bird" >pause 5< "that's good, I'm glad you like them" [Soft tone] >she gives Y/n a glass of milk and sits down< "have as many cookies as you want little bird"

- Sally script -

"Heya Starlight! Wanna help me with my scrapbook project? I'm trying to figure out what colors work together, but Wally isn't around to help out for some reason..-" [Happy leading to worry] "Well, I'm sure he's ok, I just wish he'd come out of his house sometimes, yknow? He used to help me with my projects all the time" [upset happiness?]

Howdy, Eddie's and Frank's scripts will be added later on

#welcome home #welcome home au #lore #voice acting

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blood-and-poetry · 1 year

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"Rewatching Wentworth" thoughts again. This already annoyed me when I was watching the show for the first time but I'm extremely angry right now.

(i will discuss instances of rape in this)

The only butch woman that gets some screen time is Lucy "Juice" Gambaro. She is the embodiment of everything men think of when they imagine butch lesbians. Not only does she constantly objectify women, she does it in a way that's worse than any of the men in the show are doing it. It literally happens EVERY damn TIME she is on screen. And she also sexually harrasses and rapes women.

And of course she "looks the part". Right?? Well this really bugs me. I know butch women who look like her. Fat, loud, with wrinkles and not-so-perfect teeth. They are amazing, wonderful, they are important and they are showing the world and especially younger women that women don't need to perform femininity or cater to any male standards of "beauty". There is little to no representation of butch lesbians in bigger tv shows or movies. Not even speaking of older or fat butch lesbians. Why portray the only woman who looks like this as a rapist creep that women have to fear? This is a mans fantasy of what masculine women have to be like. I don't know if it is because they can't imagine masculinity without violence towards women or because they are scared of butch women because they are just so unreachable/untouchable to them. Either way, it makes me angry. She is a walking offensive, horrific caricature. There is a difference between "there are some butch/gnc lesbians in our show and one is a believable antagonist" and "there is literally only one butch lesbian in our show and we portray her as a one-dimensional rapist creep while the feminine and younger lesbians and bi women are portrayed as complex and good".

When Joan is raped for the first time it is done by Juice and her "boys". Meaning other butch lesbians.

Joan is worth a post of her own lol. So I won't get into that too much here. But she is the middle aged, not conventionally attractive (meaning not male-gaze-y) villain of the show (and the love of my life btw). She is shown to desire women, but never gets a kiss scene or anything else that could scare men who are used to "lesbian" soft porn with young feminine models. But she is getting raped twice (which is shown much more explicitly than any kiss or sex scene with her could have been), once by the "evil butches from hell" and once by a man. The first one that was done by butch lesbians is portrayed as emotionally distressing to her (it's the "real" rape), but she gets a bloody revenge by cutting Juices tongue out. Which is one of my favourite scenes and great from a "revenge for rape" kind of perspective. But in light of the overall disgusting portrayal of butch lesbians and lesbians overall in this show it kinda bugs me. The second rape, done by a man, is portrayed as something Joan wanted and as something that was part of her "plan". She has the upper hand and she uses it to her advantage. Which is next level horrible misogynistic writing shit. She also sadly doesn't rip his dick off. Which would have been only logical considering what she did to Juice but I guess that would have been too gruesome for the show huh.

I am just. So disgusted. The implications of all of this are horrible, lesbophobic, misogynistic and I want to punch something.

Unfriendly reminder that I hate most shows and movies made by men

#huh why did i never post this #wentworth #lucy gambaro #mp

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azaleavi · 3 years

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Baby, show me what it's like - Y.B.

Summary: Dancing with a stranger at a party doesn’t seem like a bad idea. That is until it turns out she is the leader of a motorcycle club.

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: language, alcohol consumption, kissing, dancing with a stranger

Author’s note: I don’t really have anything to say lol please let me know what you think about this!

Feedback is always appreciated and don’t forget to reblog and like if you enjoyed it and want to see more. Thank you!

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The music blasting in the small space shook your whole body as you walked through the crowd following your friends. They dragged you out to party because - in their words - you needed to find someone to take the stress out of your body. College has been hard on you in the last couple of weeks as you had exams after assignments. You were stressed at the time, but since everything has been done you felt fine.

But now you are here at a club that is overstuffed with people. You reach the bar where your friends are already waiting for you. They already ordered way too many shots for you and you feel your stomach turn at the thought of all the alcohol they will make you drink. You want to have fun so you grab the shot glass closest to you and drown it in one shot. They all cheer at your action so you raise the now empty glass to the air before slamming it down the countertop. Another full glass is shoved into your hands and you drink it without hesitation. The alcohol burns as it travels through your body, making you shiver and grimace. You are so going to regret this.

After a few minutes of drinking, they grab your hands and lead you to the dance floor. You roll your eyes as they find a space big enough for you all to fit. You feel the beat course through your body making your hips move. The music and the alcohol combined allow you to let loose. You raise your hands to the air above your head as you sway your hips to the beat.

A few songs come and go and you feel yourself get progressively more carefree and you feel a pair of eyes on your body. If you were sober you might find it creepy but right now you just love the attention. You circle your hips harder and more seductively, hoping that the person staring at you takes his chance. You drag your hands down your body as you lean your head back, baring your neck. Slowly spinning around you show them your full body from every angle, your heart beating rapidly. You have never done this before, but you find it exhilarating.

Biting your lip you close your eyes just as a pair of arms wrap around your waist. A smirk makes its way into your lips as you feel the stranger’s body flush against you. Your eyes are still closed and you don’t want to open them. You want to live in this moment without worrying about who is behind you. The hands splay on your stomach as you lean your head back onto his shoulder. The person behind you is around the same height as you, maybe a little taller. Perfect.

One of the hands leaves your front and it sweeps your hair away from your neck that is closer to his face. Your heart beats at the same time as a soft kiss is left on the skin of your neck. The other hand leads your hips along with his, your mouth opening in a silent moan. The kisses keep being placed on your neck and you turn your head to give him more space. They turn open-mouthed and it makes you grab his hands that are on your stomach. His lips travel up to under your ear and he nips at the skin there. Your hands squeeze his and you hear a low chuckle in your ear, his breath hitting the shell of your ear, making you shiver. You push out your behind to his front which makes his hands squeeze your hips. Two fingers tap on your jaw on the other side of your head and they push you to turn your head towards the person's face whom you still haven't seen.

Your eyes stay closed as you feel him lean over to your lips, but before they can press onto yours, you open your eyes. Your whole body freezes as you realize who is in front of you. A woman. You push her away frantically as you stumble backward, colliding with other people who are unaware of what's happening. You mumble out a sorry which you are sure they don't hear, but you don't care. You almost kissed a woman. And not just any woman. The stranger in front of you is Yelena Belova. The Yelena Belova. Everyone in the city knows her and avoids her as much as they can. She is the leader of the Widow Club. One of the most dangerous people in the area. They all carry guns around, ride motorcycles and wear as much leather as they can. Like she is doing now, as she has a black leather jacket on with leather pants and a simple white t-shirt. It's hot. No, you can't think like that. She is dangerous. And she is looking right at you now.

You gulp as she keeps staring with her eyebrows raised expectantly. She takes a step closer to you and you try to stand your ground on shaky legs. She raises her hand and your eyes warily follow all her movements. The music is still blasting around you, but your ears are ringing as she sweeps your hair out of your face. Your mouth opens slightly and her eyes move down to it from your eyes. You close it quickly when you notice where her attention has shifted.

"What's wrong darling?" her accent surprises you and your body doesn't move as she steps even closer. Her face is a few inches from yours and you can't think of anything else but how gorgeous she is "Hmm?" she makes you feel small even though she is only a few inches taller than you.

"I don't- I can't- I'm not-" you stumble over your words making her smile at your cuteness. You are adorable.

"What is it?" she tilts her head to the side. You know she is talking to you like a baby, but somehow you find yourself liking it.

"I like men" the words fall out of your lips messily and your eyes widen at your own confession. Will she be mad?

"Are you sure?" she squints at you, not quite believing your words. Maybe you don't know yet "Because it seemed to me that you enjoyed yourself a few seconds prior" her smile is kind, but you are having a hard time believing she is being sincere.

"I thought you were a man" you avert your eyes and instead look at the people around you.

"Okay" she swiftly steps back with her hands up in surrender. You look at her in confusion "I don't know how badly you think of me" she begins and you look down on the ground in shame "but I won't push you to do anything" she gives you a small smile and then she is out of your sight, the crowd swallowing her. She is gone just like that. You stand there in shock as you try to process what happened. You spoke to one of the most feared people in the city. What is more, you danced with her and almost kissed her. And it was hot. Wait, no. It wasn't. It's just the alcohol in your system that makes you think like this.

You shake your head to clear your head, but it doesn't help much. Looking around you find your friends a few feet away from you, clearly not knowing what just happened. You walk over to them and tell them that you don't feel too good and you want to go home. You say your goodbyes and leave the place to flag down a taxi to finally go home and spend a sleepless night tossing and turning in your bed with a certain woman on your mind.

A whole week passes by and you still haven't forgotten about your almost kiss with Yelena. It's been on your mind every day since it happened and you found yourself fantasizing about what would have happened if you didn't stop. It's been annoying you the whole time, but you refused to dwell on it for too long. Until now.

You can't think of anyone else but her, even when a man is right in front of you. You can't kiss anyone without her face being the one that pops up in your mind. You don't understand what she did to you, but something is not right and you know how you can make it go away. You just have to kiss her and you are good. You don't know what it would be like and that's why you can't think about it. That has to be it. It's the only explanation.

Thus you decided to go to the place normal people wouldn't think of going. The Widow Club's place.

As you reach the old building your stomach contracts, your heart beating rapidly. Sweat coats your palms as you walk through the gate and into the yard that stretches in front of the building. Every head turns to you which makes you stop in your tracks, your fake confidence faltering.

"What do you want?" one of the women shouts at you which makes you slightly vince. They all laugh at your reaction.

"I'm looking for Yelena Belova" you speak back loud enough for them to hear. The woman who spoke to you raises her eyebrows and stands up from where she was sitting fixing her bike. She opens her mouth to speak but a door to her right opens and out walks the woman you are looking for. You unconsciously straighten your spine as she looks you up and down and you see recognition in her eyes. She remembers you.

"Come in" she looks into your eyes and you quickly walk toward her. She lets you walk through the open door first and you find yourself in a small office. Shelves line the wall to your right and a table with two chairs on either side of it is in the middle of the room.

Turning around you find Yelena flipping someone off outside the room before turning to you and closing the door behind her.

"So what do you want?" she sits down on her chair and motions for you to do the same across the table. You follow her and sit down. You inhale deeply and the air leaves your lungs in a long sigh.

"What did you do to me?" you look into her striking eyes and you almost lose yourself in it.

"What?" she leans forward to rest her elbows on the table.

"What did you do to me?" you repeat yourself a little slower.

"No I understood what you said, I just don't know what you mean" she shakes her head with a small smile on her lips. The lips you couldn't stop thinking about the past week. You clear your throat and look away from her face.

"Why can't I stop thinking about you and our almost kiss?" you steel yourself as you let the words fall from your lips. Maybe she has the answer to the question that has been burning you. She stares at you for a few seconds without moving at all and you start to feel uncomfortable.

"Are you serious?" she bursts out laughing out of nowhere. She falls back into her chair and now it's your turn to stare at her. Her laugh. Oh god her laugh is the most wonderful sound you have ever heard. When she quiets down a little she stands up and walks around the table to your side. You lean back as she places her hands on either side of you on the chair. Your gulp is visible to her and she tilts her head to the side in wonder.

"Are you scared of me?" she looks into your wide eyes, her voice is soft.

"No" your answer is quick and it comes out without thinking. Without knowing you ease her worries with just that one word.

"Does your heart beat faster when I'm this close?" she leans in closer and you suck in a breath which answers enough for her "You said you keep thinking about me" she grabs your arms to pull you up into a standing position "Well, I keep thinking about you too" she guides you to lean your back against the table and you let her move you however she wants. Her words leave you speechless, your heart drumming against your ribs in anticipation. She places her hands on either side of you on the table, caging you in.

"What do you want me to do about it?" her face comes closer to yours, her eyes not leaving your lips, and all of your resolves disappear.

"Kiss me" these two words are all she needs before her lips crash into yours. Your arms wrap around her neck to pull her closer as her tongue swipes across your bottom lip and your mouth opens to give her access. She explores your mouth making both of you moan into the fervent kiss. You know she is experienced from the way she moves her lips against yours and it only makes you even more frustrated in the best way.

She pulls away from you after a few seconds, eliciting a groan from you. Your eyes stay closed as you relish the feeling of being kissed by her for the first time. She places her thumb on your lips which makes you open your eyes. Her orbs are full of emotions you can't quite grasp yet, but you want to learn all of them. You lean toward her, but stop before you could kiss her again. Your mind is a mess and you can only think about her and her soft lips right now.

"Again?" the cheeky smile on her face leaves you breathless and you can only nod in response. She lets out a small chuckle before pressing her lips to yours again. Your noses bump against each other as her hands grasp your waist. Your fingers tangle in her blonde hair as she shifts her body flush against yours. Her hands find the back of your thighs to help you sit up onto the desk, knocking over everything in your way. Pencils fall on the ground along with their holder amidst loud clangs, but neither of you cares. She stands between your open legs, her lips not leaving yours for a second. You feel her palms brush the skin of your thighs and your mind goes into a frenzy.

A knock sounds from the door and you immediately pull away from her startled by the sudden interruption. Leaning her forehead against your shoulder she groans which makes you giggle. Pressing one last kiss on your lips she walks to the door and opens it.

"This better be important" her voice is authoritative and you are glad she doesn't see you as you bite your lip and clench your thighs together. God, she is so hot.

"Sorry boss we just heard some loud noises and we wanted to check on you to see if you were okay" you can hear the voice of the woman who spoke to you before, now it's laced with a smile as if she can barely hold back from bursting out laughing. They must be close.

"Fuck off" Yelena scoffs at her and she finally lets out the laugh she has been holding back. She slams the door in the woman's face and she turns back to you while shaking her head with a smile on her face. You lean back onto your hands on the table and tilt your head to the side as you watch her mumble under her breath. You catch a few idiots and I should be more strict which makes you smile. Is this the big, feared leader of the Widow Club? People don't know the real her it seems.

Her eyes find yours and she just looks at you for a few seconds. She has stunning eyes. In a few long strides, she is in front of you again, her hands on your legs.

"So how was that pretty girl?" her nose brushes yours which makes a small whine escape the confines of your lips. You avert your eyes bashfully after the sound you make. You seem way too needy.

"Did you like it?" her thumb brushes your cheek and your heartbeat speeds up at the tender touch "Did it answer your question?"

"Yes" the word comes out breathy "to both of them" your answer makes her chuckle.

"And what is the answer?" she pushes you.

"I want more" you confess while closing your eyes. You are too scared to see her reaction and it seems too real now that you said it out loud. You've never thought of any woman like this before.

"More of what?" her thumb keeps stroking your cheek making it hard to think straight.

"You" you keep your eyes closed because you know you would get lost in her orbs if you freed yours.

"Me?" the surprise in her voice is unmistakable and it makes you open your eyes.

"Yes, you" you nod confidently "I want to get to know you" you decide to tell her how you feel, and the smile that lights up her face is worth embarrassing yourself. She slams her lips onto yours making you grab her arm so you don't fall backward. Her kiss is hurried as she pours all her emotions into it and you feel like the whole room is spinning around you.

Pulling away the adorable smile makes its way back to her face and you feel your insides turn into mush at how endearing she is.

"I can't wait to get to know you" you laugh as she holds out her hand for you to shake.

"Yelena Belova" she introduces herself and you tell her your name in return.

"I think we will have a lot of fun together" her smile turns cheeky and you feel your face heat up at the implication of her words.

You can't wait to learn everything about the person most people know by reputation and you are glad you get the opportunity to be close to her. Who needs men when you have a woman like this next to you?

#yelena belova #yelena belova fanfiction #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x fem reader #yelena belova x female reader #yelena belova drabble #yelena belova one shot #yelena belova fic #yelena belova reader insert

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astrologgeek · 3 years

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⚠️ I do not give any permission to anyone reading this post to re-post my content nor plagiarize it. This content belongs to me and myself only @astrologgeek ⚠️

My ✨astro✨ notes

Part 1.

This is my first post on tumblr, I've been learning astrology for over a year now - and I have finally succeeded and wrote my own personal astrology notes! ⚠️these are my own personal observations and notes, which means that whatever I'm saying here isn't 100% astrology accurate & approved by any professional astrologer⚠️ hope you enjoy I guess <3 (BTW: if anyone wants to repost or anything pls tag me, and don't steal pls!! I've worked so hard on these.)

• Taurus risings have 2 types of luaghter: crying-like laugh because of their 3rd house cancer or a smirky / deep-like laugh because of their capricorn 9th house. As a taurus rising I approve this message.

• speaking of taurus risings: gemini 2nd house ppl may joke a lot about their self worth. They also have a very big vocal range - whether they can sing or not, they can be great at dubbing.

• Neptune in the 2nd house have dreamy voices / amazing singing abilities or they may sound like a someone that does drugs / smoke / just high.

• having your mars in the 10th house can indicate a modeling career, especially if your MC is in good aspects with your ASC.

• virgo 9th house people have the most provocative sense of humor, they are also a "know-it-all". Yet, they are extremely loyal, so passionate and devoted to their duties.

• whichever house your pluto is in explains your deepest fears and where there is true chaos in your life (I'll make a post about it!)

• having your pluto in libra - as pluto being the planet of our generations - means that these people have always tried to fit into norms and into society, to not stand out, to be the most basic they can try. I believe that if they had a catchfraze it would be: "fake it 'till you make it".

• whatever house you have libra in is an area in your life that tries to fit in norms / society / normality (libra 11th house: have friends that are normal & basic / you try to to fit in society to make friends)

• aries rising's facial expressions are IMMACULATE (aries rules the face, so it's fitting that their face and facial expression will be very dominant)

• if your lilith conjuncts your saturn then solving the dark and hidden parts of you will help your career life grow and evolve as well.

• Mars-neptune aspects makes your anger blurry - like you don't know when your angry or how to feel / express your anger. Bonus points if the moon has contact with mars.

• There are 2 houses that rule the feeling of not belonging: the 11th house (not belonging because ur special, unique, weird, not normal) and the 12th house (not belonging because of your lonely energy, your blurry energy that makes you feel drifted from everyone automatically)

• Parent & children 🤝 not understanding each other's generation. Why, you may ask? Most if the time the age gap between children & their parents is 25 - 40 years, now if pluto is changing it's sign every 12 (mostly) - 31 years it means that the gap of the signs is creating a square! Example: gen z (pluto in sag) & boomers and karens (pluto in virgo), yet gen z (pluto in sag) & gen of pluto in leo (our grandparents) are creating a trine aspect (good relationship between generations).

• Capricorn stelliums are the most impatient people ever, time just moves with their own schedule and they are the ones that are always perfectly in time. Why? Saturn, which is ruled by capricorn: is ruling time.

• 12th house placements in general but especially 12th house NN & chiron 10th house people have a hero complex, that we must help everyone and save everyone. It's because the 12th house is about selflessness and empathy.

• Sagittarius rising feel so intimate and private, like no one really knows them - because of their 12th house scorpio, which makes their intimate side hidden, and makes them a mystery.

• Your 7th house sign is also the sign you have celebrity-crushes & obsessions on.

• You can know leo's even without them having a sun, moon or rising in leo. They are just SO noticeable! Their energy is just IMMACULATE

• I think that 12th house people are very intersted in prisons, mental hospitals, illusions and parties actually! Now all of them are understood because of our natural will to search for the unkown and the mystery and the unrealistic stuff in our lives, stuff that makes your soul change.

But why parties? Parties may be a place filled with people and noise which 12th house ppl won't like but the thing is parties are a fun illusion, with the lights changing all the time and the music that makes our body adapt to an entirely different environment because of it - it makes u very much aware of everything within the noise and loudness and madness.

• Talking about parties and 12th house people - I have noticed that they have 2 options of how they act:

1. They sit in the corner and analyze literally anything or just drown in their own thoughts or distract themselves from "all of the eyes looking at them".

2. They try to dance and get involve in the party but they're or getting to carried away and then feel embarrassed af and isolate themselves or immediately regrets it and goes to isolate themselves.

• 10th house transits for ppl who haven't graduated high school / university yet will be manifesting in their school life because it's where you're "supposed" to find your career path.

• In my opinion, the co-ruler of fun (which is ruled by leo) is sagittarius. Why? Leo rules entertainment and sagittarius is the ruler of jupiter, which resembles happiness, optimism (, expansion, growth) which is like the soul purpose of fun and entertainment.

• Even tho communication and the social media are a mercury - thing, I actually think that specific parts have 2 or even 3 rulers. For example: articles are ruled by gemini, virgo and aquarius (gemini to represent the creativeness and flowing speech in the article (also gossip if included), virgo to represent the order and wording of the article and how it's represented and brought to the readers and aquarius is for the fact that articles always talk about new, innovative or unusual things that are happening currently [little bit of cap right here lol] in the world, which also bring awareness (def an aqua theme).

• As the 8th house representing secrets, intimacy and shared resources - it must mean that people with this stellium or placements LOVE gossip. gossip is the combination of shared resources (media - which related to my last note - so gossip pages are gemini scorpio thing), intimacy and secrets.

• I have a theory - vehicles, as all materials and machines - are ruled by earth signs, so here are each vehicles rulers in my opinion:

virgo rules the air-vehicles (plains, helicopters etc.) Because that's a mutable sign that's adaptable of change the most out of every earth sign, and because the sky is so unpredictable and there's infinite courses of ways to reach ur destination - virgo fits the most to it.

capricorn rules the sea-vehicles (ships, boats, submarines etc.) Because that's a cardinal sign, an initiator that doesn't wait for things to happen, but makes sure every sudden change has a stable solution, also the sea is such an exotic place - fitting for a Capricorn's rich taste in views and life. Other than that, water may be unpredictable as well, but less than the open air and sky. Capricorns are the sea goats for a reason ;)

And last but not least - taurus rules the earth-vehicles. As The most stable, grounded, stubborn & down to earth sign it's kind of fitting for the vehicles that moves through the earth to have taurus as it's ruler. As cars, motorcycles etc. Have roads, so does taurians have their own, only path. They depend on the only thing they trust and any sudden change will make chaos. It's also the most comfortable - the thing taurians are craving for most.

I HOPE U ENJOYED my astro-notes :) I'll def try to keep them coming lmao if y'all would want to. Hope y'all Have a nice day 💕

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Star Wars 101 (Ch. 2) Episode IV - A New Hope

Masterlist

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Wow, I didn't realize how much I'd written until I hit the tumblr limit. Hope you like it! Comment your thoughts!

Chapter Summary: Steve just wants to do his job, the avengers are the best wingmen, Scott doesn't like porn, and [y/n] thinks all nerds are freaky

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sci-fi boi: okay which cartoon rivalry was better?? Popeye the sailor man and Bluto or Tom and Jerry?

crackhead [y/n]: dude.

crackhead [y/n]: how is that even a question??? Obviously Tom and Jerry lol

sci-fi boi: explanation pls

crackhead [y/n]: popeye and bluto were always fighting over that girl olive and some other stupid crap but with my two furry buddies it was no talk pete no discussions just murder attempts ON SIGHT. Tell me they don't go harder than any other rivalry

sci-fi boi: haha truuuu

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"Are we boring you, Queens?"

Peter's head snapped up quickly, discreetly turning his phone off underneath the meeting table. "Um-huh? No no no, Mr. Rogers I'm listening. Sorry."

Steve shook his head and continued to speak as he pointed to the pictures on the screen at the end of the room. All of the Avengers of Earth were there, some half asleep, while the others either joked or listened intently.

In two short days, they were going to be taking back powerful tech that Martin Li(aka: Mr. Negative)'s "demons" had stolen from Stark Industries. A simple "get in and get out".

They'd known this plan for some days now, yet Steve insisted on calling meetings to go over it again and again.

Feeling a quick vibration go off in his hand, Peter instinctively looked back down at his phone to see a snapchat text notification from you.

~~~

crackhead [y/n]: According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible🐝...

~~~

Peter shook his head slightly as he chuckled, a smile shamelessly creeping onto his face.

~~~

sci-fi boi: did you really just quote the bee movie at me???😂😂

~~~

"Hey spidey-boy, would you mind sharing to the class what's so hilarious?" Rhodey's voice rang out loud and clear from across the table.

Quick as lightning, Peter turned his phone off and buried it in between his thighs, realizing that he hadn't been as quiet as he'd thought. To his luck, everyone’s eyes were trained on him now.

“It's n-nothing!” Peter squeaked, his voice breaking embarassingly. He shoved his phone into his pocket in fear of someone snatching it from him.

Natasha rolled her eyes and smirked. "So what're you looking at down there?"

"I-i, uh, I was just um, w-watching a funny- very funny video actually-"

"C'mon guys!," Sam laughed, clapping his hands together. "Don't tease the kid. We all know what he was smiling at down there!"

At that, Peter practically choked. "WHAT?!"

Tony snickered. "Personally, I don't think two inches is something to be proud of, but alright."

Peter's eyes widen, nearly falling out of his skull by the looks of it. "I-it's not two inches a-and I wasn't looking at-!"

"Jesus christ, guys..." Bruce sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "He was obviously just doing something on his phone. Leave the poor guy alone."

Peter coughed as he saw Steve glare at him with that infamous 'Im Captain America and Im judging you' glare. Phones weren't allowed in the meeting room. Well, they weren't supposed to be. No one ever really followed that rule except Peter. But he'd already been so deep in his conversation with you that he just couldn't put his phone down. "No no, um, I wasn't.. I was just zoning out, y'know, and I just happened to be looking-"

"-at your phone?," Steve cut in to ask.

"-at your dick," Rhodey stated at the same time.

"-at porn," Tony said with an all-knowing smile, causing everyone at the table to turn towards either him or Peter, whose face was beet red with embarrassment.

"Peter please tell us you weren't watching porn," Scott begged, his jaw completely dropped. "I mean, no judgment but-"

"Full judgement, actually," Clint corrected, an extremely disturbed look on his face. "Seriously, what were you doing, kid? You gotta tell us now with all these assumptions being thrown around."

"Curious," Thor stated, leaning back in his chair. "What is porn?"

"Something that I definitely WAS NOT watching!," Peter responded as he practically slammed his face into the table and slapped his hands over his eyes. "Does it even matter what I was doing anyway?," he mumbled into the table.

Natasha raised an eyebrow, blowing the smoke off of her coffee. "People usually aren't this defensive when they're telling the truth, Peter."

Peter shrunk into his seat with a loud groan. Can I die. Can I please just die. Like why am I seriously even alive right now??? Some bad guy please just burst through the door and maim me please.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. pull up Parker's phone," Tony commanded once the commotion in the room died down.

Peter quickly lifted his head. "Wait, what?!"

"Accessing Peter Parker's mobile device, sir," F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded. "Would you like for me to transfer the screen to the meeting board?"

Tony looked back with a laugh to see a frozen, slack-jawed Peter. He turned back around. "Yeah sure, F.R.I.D.A.Y., what the heck let's have fun."

"No wait- are you seriously hacking into my phone right now?!"

"Well why're you so tense, Parker?," Sam asked teasingly. "Thought you had nothing to hide?"

"I-i don't!," he stammered. "I-it's just..." he trailed off, looking for the right words to say. "..that's my private property," he said lamely while staring at the wall.

Tony stared back at him. "Well that's the dumbest excuse I've ever heard." He pointed towards the board. "Alright it's coming up."

Scott closed his eyes. "Oh God, please don't be porn.."

Peter rolled his eyes. Everyone else looked to the large board, fully expecting to see either porn or just some stupid game the boy had been playing.

But none of them expected him to be texting a girl.

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crackhead [y/n]: hey u still there?

~~~

"Who's crackhead [Y/N]?," Natasha asked.

Scott turned to Rhodes who was sitting on the side of him. "Is that some trashy porn star?," he whispered.

"Why're you asking me like I know?"

"It's this girl from school.." Peter answered, blushing profusely.

"And you like her," Natasha noted, watching his body language intently.

The boy's eyes widened. "N-no I don't!"

"Why crackhead though?," Rhodey asked, crinkling his nose.

Peter shrugged. "That's what she wanted her name to be," here responded. "Thought it was funny."

Steve rolled his eyes. "Just like you thought 'sci-fi boi' was funny?" Shaking his head, he changed focused. "Guys, are we gonna get back to work or not?"

"Not," Tony answered as he scrolled up all the way to the beginning of the messages from early that morning. "So, you've been texting this girl today off and on since..." He checked the time. "Five in the morning?"

Clint chuckled. "Oh yeah, huge crush."

“No!” Peter protested, his voice an octave too high. Realizing that it isn’t working, he decided to try a different technique. Clearing his throat, he tried to sound and act as nonchalant as possible. “She’s just a friend from school.”

"She's first on your best friends list, even over that computer kid you practically live with. And you and her practically snap each other nonstop."

Peter scratched his nose. "W-well that's only cuz Ned doesn't like to text much."

Bruce took his glasses off and sighed, realizing there was no way this meeting was getting back on topic. "Look Pete," he said. "Friends don't do that. I've seen it all before. If you and this girl are talking on a daily basis all throughout the day starting at five in the morning?" He titled his head in a suggestive way, though Peter stared back at him blankly.

"What?," Peter asked.

"Oh my God, kid," Bruce sighed.

Tony held his head back and laughed. "It means either she likes you and your just too dense, you like her but won't admit it and she's just concerningly nice, or you both like each other and just won't make your moves!"

Sam, who hadn't lifted his eyes from the board the entire time, spoke up. "And judging by these texts, you already got her, it's just not official yet."

Tony kept scrolling. "You two went to winter formal together?"

"Yeah... but as friends," Peter said with a shrug.

Steve cleared his throat loudly, gaining the attention of everyone in the room at once. He looked at Peter who was doing everything here could not to look him in the eye. "Look, as much as I would love to talk about Peter's sad love life, we have a mission-"

"-that will still be there tomorrow, Cap," Bucky finished for him. "C'mon we've been going over this stuff for hours. Let us have this distraction."

Everyone looked to him, Tony feigning a puppy dog expression. Crossing his arms, he left the room. "Fine, but when someone gets hurt because they didn't know where they were supposed to go, don't blame me."

"...literally no one's ever blaming you, man," Sam said.

Suddenly, the screen lit up and F.R.I.D.A.Y. spoke. "Sir, Peter Parker has a new message."

Everyone looked to the board. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. Scroll down, Mr. Stark. Scroll down!," Peter yelled frantically. "What's she saying?"

Natasha smirked. "And you're sure you don't like her, Peter?"

His face flushed. "Okay fine...I might have a tiny crush-"

"I'm sorry I can't hear you," Tony cut in. "Can you say that agai-"

"-I SAID YEAH I REALLY LIKE THIS GIRL!," Peter finally yelled with his eyes squeezed shut. He kept them closed for about twenty seconds afterwards, afraid of the judging faces he would see if he opened them.

He carefully opened his eyes to see all of the avengers (minus Cap) staring back at him with stupid smiles and smirks on their faces.

"Well, that's all I needed to hear," Tony said. He clapped his hands together. "Okay everybody, first order of business, checking the text. Sam, you're our reader."

"Got it."

"What?," Peter yelled, reaching for his phone. Tony dodged him and gave it to Sam. "Mr. Stark, I can text a girl on my own. I don't need help."

"Nat, you're our timer. Make sure none of the responses take longer than a minute. We don't want the girl to get bored and go on to something else."

"Check."

"Mr. Stark, c'mon-"

"Sam, you explain stuff to lightning head over here if he doesn't understand it. This could be learning moment for ole Shakespeare. Thor, you listen to Sam."

"Right."

"On it."

"Everyone else, you're with me. We gotta find the perfect thing to say to this girl. I've got a feeling this is probably the only chance he's gonna have to get a girl in a long time."

Rhodes, Scott, Clint, Bruce, and Wanda looked to each other and nodded.

"And Pete?"

Peter raised his head. "Yes sir?"

"You know this girl more than anybody here does, so you tell us if what we say is appropriate for her or not."

Peter rolled his eyes and nodded. After all, what's the worst that can happen?

Tony pointed to Sam. "Okay, read it."

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crackhead [y/n]: u going to flash's party on saturday??

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"She wants to know if the kid's going to some party Saturday."

Tony turned to the boy. "You're going," her demanded.

Flash was the most popular douchebag in school. Totally rich and totally rude and totally determined to use his every breath to spite Peter. "I wasn't even invited," Peter mumbled, shooting a glare towards Sam when he heard him laughing.

"Well get invited," Tony ordered. "A party is the perfect place to make a move. Send yes."

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sci-fi boi: yes

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"Mr. Stark, how am I supposed to get into this party? Flash hates me! And if I crash it and Flash sees me, he's gonna make sure everyone thinks I'm a loser!"

Tony rolled his eyes and sighed. "Peter we're trying to help you here. Figure that part out on your own."

Peter sighed, leaning forward in his chair. The last thing he wanted was another assignment, even if it wasn't actually an assignment. On the plus side, he'd get to see you, and maybe have some fun if he actually tried to enjoy himself.

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crackhead [y/n]: cool so i guess ill go too

~~~

Rhodey chuckled while shaking his head. "Kid, if you don't ask this chick out the second you see her again, I'm gonna bodyslam you."

Peter frowned. "What do you mean?"

Bruce smiled. "Whether or not she went to the party was depending on if you were going," he pointed out.

"This girl used to be like that with me back in college," Scott said with a shrug. "Thought she liked me. Turned out she just had social anxiety..."

"Yeah you're really not helping this, bugman," Tony said.

"Wait, you guys think [Y/N] actually likes me back?," Peter asked, getting groans and laughs in return.

"Where have you been the last few minutes?," Natasha said.

"We've literally been saying that this entire time," Sam deadpanned.

Peter stared at his feet below the table. If the team was right, and you did actually like him back, then the movie marathon he was planning was the perfect excuse to hang out with you. "I-i think I might have a plan!," he rushed out, his head flying up. He pointed to Sam. "Ask her if she's free tonight!"

"Yes!," Thor yelled, his fists pumped into the air. "The spider child has grown his man balls!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Sam nodded approvingly as he texted.

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sci-fi: r u free tonight??😉

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"Wait hold on," Peter said, suddenly rushing towards the phone in a frantic manner. "Why is there a winking emoji?! I didn't say anything about a winking emoji!"

Sam raised an eyebrow. "I thought you were flirti-"

Peter groaned. "Delete it, man. Delete it before her bitmoji pops up!"

"Okay okay, dang kid," Sam chuckled, quickly deleting the text and replacing it with one without a winking emoji. "There. And ya girl didn't even see it."

"Hey guys," Scott said. "I know we're all freaking out and stuff. But honestly, I'm just glad he wasn't watching porn." He shrugged. "So no matter what happens with this girl, today's still an absolute win."

It went on like this for a solid thirty minutes.

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crackhead [y/n]: yeah wassup

sci-fi boi: wanna come over and watch movies?

crackhead [y/n]: sure what're we watching

sci-fi boi: we can decide that when u get here. how about 4??

crackhead [y/n]: alright sure

~~~

"Okay, last thing," Tony said. "We need a sly compliment. Something not that special about her, but enough to show her that you're tuned in. Gets them every time, trust me."

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Wow, lady-killer."

Tony pointed towards her and shrugged. "She said it, not me."

Thor looked to Peter. "So, young spider. What have you observed about your darling love?"

Peter blushed, almost wanting to comment on the Thor's word choice but ultimately deciding not to. "Well, um, her eyes light up a lot when she gets excited and it's really dorky in a cute kind of way I guess," he mumbled, scratching his head.

"Alright I got it," Sam said, typing the words in. He lifted his shoulders into a shrug. "Who knows, kid? There be some hope for you."

~~~

sci-fi boi: btw how do you get ur eyes to sparkle so bright when u get happy about stuff? Just thinking about it lol its cute

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Peter blew out a shaky breath as he looked back over the set-up he'd made in the living room.

He'd cleared out space to build a super huge homemade blanket fort and inside it at the end was his tv. Towards the middle were all of pillows he could find inside the house and at the other end were snacks. All around the inside were fairy lights because he knew you liked them, though personally he found them cliche.

He spent about an hour on the whole set and an additional thirty minutes stressing over and making sure everything was safe (with all three fairy lights and tv cords). The last thing he needed was for the both of you to catch on fire while watching the movie.

The two of you were going to be watching Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (or as normal 'not-nerds' like to call it, "the first one"). Of course, he hadn't told the team that. If they'd known what movie he'd planned on showing her, high chances are they wouldn't have even let him out of Avengers tower. But if Peter was gonna be forced to hang out with someone (not that he was really complaining), he would at least pick the film.

Finally checking all the boxes in his head for the night, Peter went to go check the DVD before he heard your knock at the door.

"Coming!," he yelled, quickly chucking the disc into the DVD player. He ran to the door and opened it with an awkward smile. "Uh, hey [Y/N]."

"Hey," you said back, already sort of blushing. "How's it going?"

Peter stared. Are your eyebrows done or are they just naturally that nice? He found his voice after abruptly noticing that he was staring. "Uh-well. It's been going great! How's it going for y-you also as well?" He frowned. "I-i mean, what's been going on with your life lately? No, that's dumb. I meant-"

"Peter, Peter! Calm down, dude," you giggled. "I've been fine."

"Oh," he chuckled. "That's good... d-do you wanna come in?"

"Question. What're we watching, Peter?," you asked, a smile playing on your face. Considering what you remembered from the last time you were at his house, and the fort you could get a peek of from the doorframe, you figured it was special for the nerdy boy. Plus his shirt had Yoda on it.

Freakin' Star Wars.

Immediately, a wide grin spread across his face. "Remember what you promised me we'd watch?"

You rolled your eyes, stepping past him into his living room. "Yeah yeah, whatever. Time to get nerdy I guess."

"Come on, you'll love it,"Peter said, quickly closing the door behind them and then briskly running towards the fort to hold up the side blankets for you. "So, snacks and drinks are beside us. We'll chill on these blankets here. And...um, yeah. That's about it." After stepping outside for a bit to go turn off the lights(for the full "movie theater" experience), Peter laid down on his belly, reaching for the DVD player to press play.

You watched as he fumbled with the wires, making sure the DVD player was plugged in before turning it on. Has your jawline always been that sharp?

You couldn't quite place it, but his texts from before seemed.. weird. But not a bad weird at all. A good, intriguing weird.

And that compliment was pretty nice, but odd for Peter. Sure, he complimented you often, but it just felt different this time. Usually it'd be something like, "new dress?" or "nice shoes". But never "you're eyes sparkle when you get excited." Heck, you didn't even know that about you. Was he paying attention? Did that mean he-

You remember how he acted about Liz Allen and Michelle Jones. Always staring. Never able to even say a full sentence in front of them without stuttering up a storm.

But he was so comfortable about you for the most part. You were just a friend.

"Okay got it," Peter said, laughing excitedly as the screen in front of him lit up. He scooted back to where you were sat. "Prepare to have your mind blown."

The Fort quickly became dark as the Lucasfilm logo shined on the screen.

"I seriously dou-"

"Shhh!," he cut you off. "Wait for it..."

You gave him a look but joined him in his silence to see what he was waiting for.

BUMMMMM buh buh bummmm

Practically jumping on top of him, you flinched at the loud and sudden music. "Crap dude! Turn it down!"

Peter shook his head, reaching for a soda. "You have to get the full effect, [Y/N]!," he laughed. "Just embrace it." He began to sing with the music and mime crazy gestures as if he were directing an orchestra.

Duh duh duh DUH DUHHHHHHHH

Halfway through he stopped and recited the opening crawl, his eyes glued to the screen with a sort of focus that made you sure that not only was this not foreign to him, he probably did this every other week.

"It is a period of civil war," he mumbled, throwing some popcorn into his mouth. "Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base, have won their first victory against the evil Galactic- [Y/N] you have to watch the words, I swear it'll make the whole experience better." It went on for a little while longer until he paused the movie and looked over at you, cowering a bit. "D-do I have something on my face?"

"Huh? Nah you're good," you said, realizing he'd noticed you staring. "It's just-" you remembered his text from earlier. "-you got really excited... It-um..it was cute."

Because of the darkness(the only lighting being from the tv), you couldn't see if Peter blushed or not, but you could clearly see the stupid grin plastered on his face that he was trying to hide from you with his hand. Repeatedly licking his lips as a desperate attempt to stop smiling as he pressed play on the remote control. "A-ah, um, thanks [Y/N]."

The opening crawl was over and soon the movie actually began, showing a huge spaceship.

"That's the imperial star destroyer," Peter whispered, never taking his eyes off the screen. "They belong to the empire." He saw your blank expression, wide eyes as he realized that meant nothing to you. "Uh, the bad guys."

You squinted your eyes at the screen, silently judging the graphics of the energy blasts- space bullets?- or whatever they were supposed to be. "Pete, when was this movie made?"

"1977."

"Oh okay," you said, deciding to give it some leeway for the trash designs.

You scooted a little closer to your friend, figuring you'd get a little bit more comfortable.

Oh how he wished you hadn't done that.

Nothing like actual, physical contact with a girl that you like and you think she might like you back to actually manage to distract you from one of your favorite movies ever.

He froze, not wanting to pull away and offend you, but definitely not wanting to stay because just being this close to you was making his mind run wild.

Does she actually like me back? What if Mr. Stark and the team only said that to get me to make a fool of myself? She's too comfortable with me. She just sees me as a friend. Or maybe she likes me and she's just really chill about it? Ooh my gosh and she's leaning on me right now. What am I 'sposed to do?? I don't know I don't know I don't know!!!!!!!!!

Deciding for a quick compromise, he got up completely to reach for another soda, though his sprite was still half finished. When he sat back down, he wasn't as close. Hopefully, you'd just see it as natural human behaviour and not him wanting to be away from you.

Course you would see it that way, wouldn't you?

"Oh my gosh I recognize someone! That's R2D2, right?!" You pointed wildly, glad to not be completely clueless for once with this nerd crap.

"Yeah that's R2," Peter responded, letting out a secret sigh of relief, thankful for the distraction.

"A-and that's that gold dude!"

"Yeah, C-3PO."

"And oh crap that's Princess Leia!," you shouted. "Fucking feminist icon!"

Peter tilted his head. "Wait, how would you know that if you've never watched this?"

You laughed. "I still have access to the internet, doofus! Scroll down the nerdy feminist side of tumblr and Leia is literally everywhere."

Peter chuckled as he finally finished his sprite. "Okay. Valid."

Since that, you stopped talking for a bit. Part of you actually did figure that since you're here, you might as well actually try to enjoy the movie and maybe find out what the fans actually see in it that makes them like it so much. The other part just really didn't want to annoy Peter while he was watching his favorite movie series.

But sometimes you just have to say something.

"Hold up, wait. Isn't that his sister? Oh my God, Pete I swear somebody told me before that Leia was Luke's twin!"

Peter shrugged while nodding. "Well, that's a bit of a spoiler, but yeah. What about it?"

"Oh my gosh, Pete- what about it?! Dude, he's literally making 'fuck me' eyes at his own sister! He's all like, 'ooh you're so sexy I'm gonna bone you all over the galaxy'. That's freaky!"

You grabbed the remote and began to rewind it.

"C'mon now [Y/N]," he explained. "He didn't call her sexy. He said she was beautiful. Sexy is wayyy different from beautiful. You can think your family members are beautiful can't you?"

You paused it once you got to where you wanted.

"Okay Parker, look at that. Look at that and tell me Lukes's not totally undressing her with his eyes!" You pointed at Peter's face with a goofy smile on yours. "Oh wow, I've finally figured you people out now."

Peter's head cocked to the side. "Figured out what?"

"Star Wars nerds are a bunch of horny kids that like that step-sibling porn stuff but can't watch that in front of their parents so they have to use an alternative!"

Peter fell on his back with laughter, practically rolling around like a pig. "[Y/N], what?!"

You gave him an incredulous look. "Who else likes to see two siblings bang each other, Peter?!"

At that he pointed back at you while picking up his other soda. "To be fair, they never do that with each other. They only kiss, like twice and that's it. And one of them is only to make Han Solo mad."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about the Han Solo guy. Where is he anyway?"

Peter smiled. "Well, we're only twenty mintues in. He'll come soon."

To tell the truth, Peter really didn't even know what part you were at. His eyes were watching the screen but nothing was being comprehended. The only thing he could manage to think about was all the tiny things that were going on over on your side of the fort. Did you notice him staring? Was Tony right and you were just concerningly nice?

"I love how everybody at this bar is so chill south everything that's happening. It's like oh wow this guy just shot this green dude at table 8 and nope we totally don't care," you joked, pulling Peter out of his trance. He reminded himself that he should probably try to pay more attention. He didn't want to ruin the movie for you in case you had any questions.

But eventually, like all things do, the movie came to an end.

"So, how'd you like it?," Peter said while neither one of you made a move to leave the dark fort. You were laid out in practically a starfish-type position while he was sitting Indian-style.

You smirked. "I'll admit, it was pretty nice for a movie made in 1977. Still a bit lame though," you teased, pinching your fingers together with a giggle. Suddenly, you gasped. "Ooh, Vader was pretty lit though! Just straight force-choking people who disagree with you is such a power move."

Peter rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly. "Typical..."

"Excuse me?"

He bit back a quick smile. "Look, I'm not saying that Darth Vader isn't awesome. Because he is! Totally and completely but [Y/N], you do realize that in literally every movie we watch you like the villains?," he said, raising an eyebrow.

"Because the villains are awesome!," you defended.

"Just saying. I'm sensing a bit of a pattern...," he teased.

You scoffed. "This coming from the guy who actually feels bad about some the people crashing into things when we're watching Ridiculousness," you said, reminding in how Peter was forever the relentless sap. "Well, while you're so busy judging me, whose your favorite character?"

At that, he gave a small sincere smile. "Ben. He's really cool."

"Ben Kenobi? The old guy that literally let himself die? But why?"

He shrugged, the small grin still present on his face. "Eh, sentimental reasons..."

He watched you return his sweet smile and it was then and there when Peter really felt content with the night. Though, you hadn't even known the weight his words carried, he did. Ned was the only other person who knew about it. But Peter knew right then and there that if you had asked, he'd tell you. And he knew you'd understand. Maybe you were just nice. Or maybe you did like him back. But in that moment, Peter didn't care. He just wanted to be here with you. Lost in the warm smell of popcorn and your vanilla perfume, watching a Star Wars movie with Uncle Ben surely smiling down from Heaven. And it gave Peter hope that maybe, just maybe, this was a step in the right direction.

2 hours (and five minutes) down. 22 hours (and forty seven mintues) to go...

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sleepyxdarling · 4 years

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Tastes of Christmas (allied forces x reader)

I know..I'm super late..hhh.

I kinda prayed to get at least one request by now since I'm starting to run low on ideas..gonna have to find ideas somehow lol

Triggers:bad writing cause I haven't watched hetalia in a loooong time, sprinkles of nsfw

Francis bonnefoy was a busy man but always made time for his sweet rose petal. They were everything to him and he was a loyal man despite what others thought.

Francis was quite busy though with his popular restaurant but he knew his darling understood since they had their own passions and joys. Christmas was extra busy so he told his baby that he would come home late and to wait for him.

That plan didn't sit right with you so you decided to surprise Francis but dressing up in a sexy santa outfit and going to the restaurant. You made sure the outfit was sexy but still presentable in public.

When you walked inside the restaurant the sight infront of you filled you with anger.

"Francis bonnefoy! You pig!" Your tone of anger made the French man tense up and he felt a million shivers go through his body. A female customer had clung to to him with her breasts pressed against his chest. He had gotten situations like this before since he is a very sexy man after all.

"r..rose petal! Y...you...look amazing! This isn't what it looks like by the way!" His tone was full of fear cause if there one thing Francis hated it was upsetting you. He worshipped you like a God/goddess and to upset you was not tolerated.

He saw your eyes brim with angry tears and he ripped the girl off of him before walking towards you only for you to storm off outside. Francis of course ran after you and grabbed your arm to hold you still..he felt his heart shattering at the sight of your tears.

"its not like that and you know it..." His soft tone made you melt a little and you knew Francis was loyal. You were pulled into his arms and he allowed you to cry if you needed to. "You're too handsome...why can't you be ugly?" Your pouting tone made the blonde chuckle before he forced you to look ay him and he leaned in for a kiss.

You turned your head away and gave a slight pout which made him let out a frustrated whine. "S'il te plait, embrasse-moi.." his begging tone plus him speaking in his native language made you give in so you gave him a soft kiss.

He lets out a surprised noise of pleasure and he pulled back before looking at you in shock before it turned into amusement "your lips..taste like gingerbread. Did you eat the gingerbread house we made together?" His hands were locked around your waist so you couldn't escape and you gave a nervous laugh.

Francis chuckles and leaned in for another kiss "naughty..I have to punish you. Go home and wait for me.. I'll be there in 30 minutes to give you a punishment" he whispers in your ear and turned you around letting you go but gave your ass a firm slap which led you to let out a squeak.

"be prepared little rose petal"

You were definitely not prepared for the hours of love making that happened when he came home.

S'il te plait, embrasse-moi..=please kiss me

Who told you this was a good idea...?

Your loving boyfriend was out at the store cause of a lie you told him about needing apple pie Oreos..you weren't even sure they existed. You wanted to make mooncakes since it was a festive Chinese dessert.

You found a recipe online but it wasn't going well at all. You managed to make... something. It didn't look as pretty as the pictures infact it looked like something a toddler would make.

You heard the door open as you stare at your creation in shame.

"lotus! I'm back! I didn't find the Oreos you wanted so I brought other flavors ins- what's wrong aru?" Yao's worried voice came closer as he placed the bags on the table and hugged you from behind.

You gave a long sigh and glanced back at the worried guy "I wanted to make mooncakes for you..but it didn't go well" you mumbled out and yao simply grabbed a piece before taking a bite and shudders at the taste..it was far too sweet. He shoved the rest of it in his mouth before giving a gulp "delicious aru!"

You were shocked and faced him before wrapping your arms around him "you're going to get sick.." you mumbled sadly and yao simply shook his head before giving a smile "you are so sweet my lotus! Trying to make something so special for me" he cheers out before giving you a quick peck on the lips.

"I still don't understand the whole Christmas thing but how about we do something special aru?" China mumbled before giving you a longer kiss.

You cringed at the taste of the crappy mooncake and you shoved his face aside "after you brush your teeth and I throw these out..next time I'll stick to cookies.."

"Ivan..what are you doing?"

You watched as your boyfriend pour vodka in the pitcher of eggnog you had made for the Christmas party you were having tonight. You had left the kitchen to get ready and you came to the kitchen only to see your giant of a boyfriend pouring an entire bottle of vodka into the eggnog without a care in the world.

"ah sunflower! You forgot an ingredient so I was just adding it! This is good da?" His cute innocent tone made you nearly forget what kind of man he was. You walk up to the eggnog and poured yourself a glass before taking a sip and spitting it out as soon as it hits your tongue.

"Ivan! That's really strong!" You huff out and heard his laughing before he grabbed your cup and drank the contents of it with ease.

"[Name] it's really sweet! I think we did good da?"

"nyet! Nyet! Nyet!"

Ivan's innocent behavior broke when he heard you say no in Russian and within an instant his lips were crashing into yours with a rough and fierce kiss that you were breathless. You could taste the strong vodka on his lips as he picked you up and place on you on the counter to sit on.

"I..Ivan! Wait! Wait" your moans of protest made Ivan release a low growl. "Sunflower..when you speak my language I can't help but get excited" his husky voice made you shudder as his large hands went to your pants what he proceeded to take off roughly.

"t..the party!" You huffed out hoping people won't show up anytime soon.

"we have an hour..now say my favorite phrase.." his command made you gulp but you did as told

"Я Вас люблю́"

He released a growl and your underwear was the next to go...oh boy.

Я Вас люблю́=I love you

The smell of tea and peppermint filled the house as you and Arthur drank tea and ate peppermint bark. You knew Arthur wanted his peace and you respected that but it was nearing Christmas and you wanted some attention. You glanced at the male who was invested in his book more than you which bugged you.

"Artie..?"

"yes darling?"

HE WASNT EVEN LOOKING AT YOU!

You glared at him and got up before you marched off. You were determined to get his attention no matter what and Arthur knew this. Behind his book he had a slight smirk since he truly adored how stubborn you were..it made you fun. The sounds of music soon glared through the house and the song take my hand by simple plan played through the house.

Arthur adored rock music..you knew this and he knew you knew so he was curious as to your plan. He soon heard shuffling before he picked his head up and nearly choked when he saw you were wearing only his shirt while dancing around the living room while eating peppermint bark.

Arthur couldn't help but stare at you like you grew a second head. It doesn't take much to sway the British man when it comes to you so it didn't take long for him to grab your hand softly and pull you close.

Arthur leaned forward and bit the peppermint bark that you held with your mouth. He gulped and watched you eat the rest of it before he gave you a sweet kiss on the lips that was short but nice.

"well...you have my attention..so what did you so urgently want darling?"

Alfred was a man who was loud in every way possible. During Christmas that was even more so. He had hosted a Christmas party and invited quite the number of people.

The music,drinks, food and fun was great but Alfred got drunk from eggnog pretty quickly and you had to take care of him.

"Alfred sit down! Drink some Coco! Do something else! Don't dance on the table"

"don't tell me what to do mom!"

You were pretty fed up with his boy and the others took pity on you for this wild child. You decided to go into the kitchen and drink some hot chocolate to calm down and think of a plan B but it wasn't long til a clingy Alfred followed you and clung to you.

[naaaammme]! Pay attention to me! Give me love!" His whining made you laugh a little and you figured it was time for the others to go home and everyone agreed since Alfred was a mess.

Once everyone went home you got changed..or well tried to but Alfred was refusing to leave you alone for three seconds. You were pretty annoyed but you loved him to death. You helped the male to bed but felt him yank you into bed which led you to fall ontop of him

"babe...you're drunk. Go to bed.." your soft yet firm tone make the male chuckle and he looked at you devilishly "not drunk.." he teased and you felt your eye twitch with annoyance..he faked it?!

"Alfred I swear t-" he cut you off with a kiss and his mouth tasted like eggnog which wasn't bad at all. You let out a muffled moan before pulling away

"Alfred..why did you fake it?" You mumbled out and was pretty confused with him and his motives. You heard his signature loud laugh "to get you by myself! You look so good Tonight..I got a little selfish but I think that's okay since you're my baby" he cooed out and pulled you down for another kiss while his hands worked on undoing your top

You could kill him for this later..for now you would enjoy it.

#hetalia #hetalia imagines

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sukunas-play-thing · 5 years

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Tomura Shigaraki x Oc Insert!

Warning ⚠️: Angst, gore, slight mention of sex. Enjoy! :)

"If it makes you happy. Then I won't fight it."

It was ominous. The surrealness of it all. How she peered towards the chaos that once was a great city filled with people, villains and heroes alike. Now up in Smoke. The smell of blood filled her nose as she scrunched her face in disgust. The sounds of distant screams and people grieving rung through her ears like an air raid siren. Deafening.

Her Hazel eyes scanned the surrounding landscape. Seeing a mother and her child attempt to flee the area, before Toga came down on them. Killing the mother and child. Her manic laughter almost made Selim smile. But deep down her heart felt more sadness. Her eyes weren't filled with the excitement when the plan was set in motion. Her face fell into that of one whose already lost a battle within oneself. And sorrow soon filled her being.

This isn't what she thought she wanted.

She watched on rubble as she observed Togas glee filled dance as she consumed the blood of her victims, saving some for later. If only Selim knew that later will never come, for she saw in the midst of the chaos, a shadow lingering in the smoke from a crumbling building appeared.

Clad in black, the lanky male she had found herself smitten and so in love with appeared, regardless of what dread she felt, in the moment her heart fluttered like that of a school girl seeing her crush.

But this man was no crush. But Her lover. It had been 4 years since she had left her old life behind, since she left U.A. and joined the League. 4 years of mistrust, anger, finding oneself to make adifference in the world. Leaving her family home, if her mother hadn't gone from this world, then maybe Selim would've had a different outlook on life.

Maybe even continue on to becoming a hero her mother desperately wanted, for father was never the Hero they needed.

Selim so lost in thought, found her view of the burning city blocked from herself, her eyes soon traveled up the chest and found herself staring back at a vacant hand and blue hair.

Her smile grew, even if It wasn't on purpose. Of course it would never be on purpose for her to subconsciously smile at the man before her. The hand was removed, and soon peered into Ruby red eyes.

"Tomura." Her voice broke saying his name. Maybe she was confused.

She understood his goal. To destroy everything once and for all. For 4 years he spoke of it. Long before Redestro. The MLA. Overhaul. They were all pawns to help Tomura level up is all.

But was it really?

Was she blinded by childish love? Blinded by Society and what they demanded of those in it?

"I have something for you my pet."

Her eyes snapped back to his sickly pale face, and on instict her eyes traveled down to his right hand, he was holding something.

Pinky out, and all for the world to see, the head of her father.

The once mighty Beast Hero. Dead.

She would've seen it as Justice finally served for her, if her heart hadn't of felt more dread. She didn't say a peep. Her voice had left her again, and Tomura took her silence as unhappiness.

His smile fell all too quickly before she even registered it herself, and he tossed the head away from them.

"I will destroy everything. Once and for all."

And as quick as smoke in the wind. He was gone. Why destroy it all? There's nothing left to destroy.

Her legs began moving, following. Why? Even she couldn't answer that. A lump formed in her throat, as hot tears stung her dirty face. Deep down she knew this would happen, yet still. She choose to stay. To support him.

Like a bandit making out with treasure, Tomura seeked out his new victims. She watched in silent horror as Tomura soon began turning on the League. Compress, decayed and a pile of nothing. Toga, her eyes once showed excitement, turned cold with dread. her body language showed the fear. She fought back. "Tomura-kun. Y-you said we were an exception-". Decayed and a pile of nothing.

One by one he tracked down the members, one by one she watched as she choked her screams as Dabi, and Spinner were torn apart by Tomura's Quirk.

One by one, her heart finally shattered. Each piece representing the members he so ruthlessly killed without mercy. He turned to her in his manic crouching position, his hands covered in their blood.

His smile, crule and cold. His eyes staring back at her.

She knew this day would come. And yet she choose to stay.

He stood, walking towards her as if he was the Hunter, and she his prey.

She knew, that even with all they all had been through together, they never helped his itch. Not even her. Her soft Hazel eyes, her welcoming touches, her breathy moans and gasps. Hands desperately tugging his hair as he would bring her sweet release.

Not even her, could help his itch.

She found herself planted as he grew nearer. She could run. She could fight back.

But she never moved, never wavered. Feet planted. Because she knew deep down. It was bound to happen.

Her head fell, hair covering her eyes and she waited, time seemed to have stopped, the only sounds she can hear is his footsteps stopping before her. It was all too much for her.

Finally looking up, the expression he wore was hard to read. Fight. Before he kills you.

Everything building, all the noise coming back everything rushing at her so fast she could barely hear the desperate cries battling within, heart beating so fast it could burst. Tears flowing by the second before finally.

"It's okay." She said, throat scratchy and unraveling her deepest fear. Her fists loosened, her shoulders slack, the tears stopped falling. Her courage finally came, able to look upon his face.

For she knew it could quite possibly be the last beautiful thing she will see.

"You can do it. And it won't change a thing, Tomura."

She stared into his eyes. Lip quivering. But not of fear.

"You can do it, and it would still not change how I feel about you." She choked back a sob.

"Just know that I am sorry. And I wish. I-I wish I could've been there for you sooner. Everyday- I wished to change the past. So you can be happy."

His gaze never faltered as he let her speak. His hand twitching, staring down at her small frame. She felt at peace. Seeing in her peripheral, His hand moved towards her but she never stopped looking into his eyes.

"If it will make you happy."

His hand moved closer.

"Then I won't fight it."

She closed her eyes. Heart a soft hum, mind clearer than it had been for what seemed like ages. She waited for impact, is it supposed to be quick? Has he done it and that she was truly in the dark?. Never to see his face again?

Never to hear his soft chuckles? Before watching him turn away with a slight blush on his face?. Never have pillow talk of their lives and his past? To give him the comfort he desperately clung to?.

She felt something wrap around the back of her neck, before being forced into a warm chest, another arm snaked around her waist pulling her into the tightest, most secure hug she had ever felt before. Her body limp, she let herself be held, hearing soft warm breaths hit her bare neck, she found herself sobbing.

Uncontrolled tears fell hotter than before, her sobs became loud cries, her tears staining Tomura's bloodied black shirt.

Truth be told she didn't want to die. She wanted to grow old, live a life she desperately clung to. with him.

To wake up next to his peaceful face.

She found strength in her body to move her arms to wrap around his neck, her hands finding themselves tangled in his locks. Was Selim relieved? To be spared from his decay? Or relieved to know he did still have humane intentions?

Was she being selfish to expect him to go against what he truly wanted?.

Even for a little while longer, they can stay like this.

While the world burned.

I seen a couple people have theories that Tomura could very possibly when it comes to him hitting his goal of destroying everything that he would eventually destroy the League as well. And thought it'd be great idea to write about.

Hope you guys enjoyed it. Wrote it while listening to Harry Potter Ost Lily's theme.

I think I could get used to some angsty. Idk if I did good though lol .

- mel

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