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If this isn't a man who is so many shades of excited to meet his boyfriend's gaffer's mum and pump her for every single embarrassing story he can about Ted, I will eat my tinfoil hat.
ALSO. Can we note that his notebooks are closed? This isn't for the book.
This is completely for his own edification.
Plus Ted was worried about his mom staying home during the Manchester game because he knew Trent would spend time with her. He has no clue what stories she'll tell him now.
The rom-communism of getting to meet your partner's mum.
#ted lasso#ted lasso spoilers#ted lasso spoiler#ted lasso season 3#ted lasso meta#trent crimm#tedependent#tedtrent#ted/trent#trent/ted#Trent Crimm/ted lasso#I will manifest this ship#rom-communism vibes#trent crimm independent#ted lasso/trent crimm#Trent Crimm
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Current obsession - the updates and changes to the Diaz house!!
Eddie has a new painting over the mantle
and a new one next to the front door in red and blue. The fire engine/truck on its side on the table has me feeling a certain type of way - it feels like a nod to the ladder truck explosion that crushed Bucks leg, but it could also be foreshadowing for this season as well - we'll have to wait and see how things shake out!
The water painting has moved again - its now on the wall next to Christophers room ----------------------------------------------------vvv
and these have appeared on the sitting room wall where that water painting has been seen previously - are they making you scream??
what if I showed you this picture from 4x14
are you screaming like I am now?? Becasue I am very very feral about that picture appearing - pennyfarthing megaphone mans megaphone is pointing right at Eddie nad Bucks ears ini these scenes - saying ... at the top of ones voice - the universe is screaming at you and you refuse to listen!!!!
There are new band posters in Christophers room - the Lunadeers one under the solar system mobile. The name Lunadeers is a fun one - its obviously a play on the band the Lumineers - a made up name, but is a play on the concept of illuminating something - the idea of lighting the way in the darkness - illuminating is also the idea of becoming enlightened and seeing things differently or in a new light.
Luna = moon and is obviously connected to the space theming, but there is also the deers part of the name - deers are crepuscular animals - they are more active at night - in the darkness - under the moon
I'm also clowning is a reference to Buddie because the 'mun' in Edmundo is pronounced moon and a male deer is a Buck - so moon-deer - Eddie and Buck - a nod to Christophers two fathers rom the set and props departments!
Then there is also the Violet Brothers poster on the back of his door - heavily leaning wards the yellow and blue colour ways, there is also the fact that violet is a really interesting colour - it represents future hopes and dreams, imagination and sensitivity!
Not to mention all the watery themes things I've already spotted - mostly what seem to be camp stickers on his wardrobe and the pinboard
theres also a 'boom' sticker - which I love as a possible nod to Christophers roast of Buck in 6x01, but also as a nod to the explosives buck and Eddie have dealt with as part of their job - the grenade and the rocket from this episode plus the foreshadowing of the ship going boom!
The cool cool cool sticker is giving me Abed from community vibes (a queer coded character in his own right!)
and Christophers room has now gained a plant - it moves around a bit - its on the table next to the lamp by the window, then its in a basket next to the table, but its possibly a nod to Christopher growing up!
#this got rambly#but I'm obsessed with the props and set departments#911 spoilers#911 abc#eddie diaz#evan buckley#christopher diaz#meta#long post#set meta (sort of)
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at the end of the day
summary: after another failed date, you run into bucky barnes on the way home and the two of you get caught in the rain
warnings: fluff, dancing in the rain, talks about love, romcom vibes i hope, pining bucky
wc: 1.7k
a/n: inspired by the talk @jadedvibes and i had a while ago heheh. men suck sometimes but we gotta put our trust in rom-communism and that everything will work out at the end :)
How many horrible dates will you go on to realize that you're never going to have your happy ending?
The thought plagued you as you walked down the street. You were going to give up on love completely this time, you promised yourself.
You were deep in thought when a soft voice interrupted your pitiful reverie.
“Oh?” you said, eyes widening in surprise. “Bucky, what are you doing here?”
A light chuckle filled the air between the two of you before he spoke. “I live in this neighbourhood, doll.”
You mentally smacked yourself on the forehead. “Oh, right. I forgot.”
His mouth curved into an amused grin before he took a good look at you. “What are you doing here?” he asked, but he had a feeling he already knew the answer.
You looked down at your outfit, one so different from the usual attire you have on at the Tower. “Isn’t it kinda obvious?” you teased, though your voice’s laced with defeat. “I was on a date.”
He hummed, “And how’d it go?”
“Let’s just say there isn’t going to be a second one,” you answered, finishing off with a sigh.
Bucky winced. “M’sorry it didn’t go well.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” you said, “It… it happens a lot, I’m used to it.”
His brow creased in confusion. “Used to what?”
Did you really have to lay out your shitty love life in front of Bucky Barnes?
You twiddled your thumb nervously. “Going on bad dates,” you stated, “Never finding anything meaningful from them. Always going home with the feeling of disappointment. You know, the usual.”
Bucky frowned. He never realized you had problems with the whole… dating thing. At least you didn’t look like it whenever he saw you around the Tower. You were a joy to be around—always surrounded by people. How could you possibly have problems with dating? Half the department was already in love with you. (Not that Bucky was keeping records on names or anything. Maybe a little.) If you had problems with love, then what about someone like him?
Now that you voiced your problem out loud, you felt a bit better. It’s not that you couldn’t find someone—there’s plenty of someones out there—but none of them made you feel special or seen. That spark you were always looking for seemed to be nonexistent.
Maybe the problem was that you were too picky, your standard was too high—too unrealistic.
Or maybe you were the thing you feared the most.
“Sometimes, I feel like there’s something wrong with me,” you confessed. “No, there must be something wrong with me. Maybe the stuff you see in movies does happen, just not to me because no one wants to put in that effort with me. Maybe, I’m unlovable.”
You never thought you would be confessing all this to him.
Bucky took a minute to digest your words before speaking again. “Hey,” he said softly. “Don’t you dare blame yourself. There’s nothing wrong with you.”
Looking into his eyes, you wondered if he truly meant it, or if he’s just being kind like he always was. And as if he could read your mind, “I mean it,” he added, reassuring you.
“Then why…”
“These people you go on dates with,” he jumped in, “They don’t even realize how lucky they are. You’re amazing,” he said, a gentle smile spreading across his face, “And if they don’t see that or don’t make you feel like you’re on top of the world, then I guess they weren’t that great to begin with. They don’t deserve someone as wonderful as you.”
You were speechless. Bucky and you weren’t strangers but calling him a friend seemed a bit too… intimate. You don’t even have his number for Christ’s sake. The two of you were just two people who worked in the same building and saw each other frequently and talked here and there. But why did his words mean more to you than any pep-talk your friends gave you?
“I-l—” you stuttered, “I don’t know what to say. I’m honoured that you think so highly of me.”
If you only knew what Bucky thought of you. He doesn’t really know when it happened, this growing feeling inside of him, but seeing you had become his favourite part of the job. He always tried to spark up small talk (much to everyone’s surprise) but the both of you were busy, always getting whisked away mid-conversation.
Today was the first time he saw you outside of work, in his neighbourhood nonetheless. Perhaps this was his chance—finally some alone time with you. He felt like there were a million things to say, but of course, it came out wrong, as it always does. “I always think about you.” When you raised an eyebrow at him, he corrected himself, “I-I mean I always think highly of you,” he corrected, a tinge of pink evident on his cheek.
A small chuckle escaped from you, and you had to look down bashfully, trying your best to hide your flusteredness. I always think about you.
You wondered why you never paid more attention to the Avenger who always had business in your department.
“That’s really sweet of you to say. If I’m being honest, I was genuinely ready to give up on love tonight,” you said with a small laugh.
Bucky swallowed. “Loo—” Before he could finish his sentence, something wet landed on top of his forehead. Then another one. And another one. It had started to rain. He could have sworn that wasn’t the predicted forecast tonight.
The two of you looked up, letting the steady gentle rain hit the surfaces of your skin. It was probably a good idea to find shelter, maybe stand underneath a roof for the time being until the unexpected summer rain went away.
But the two of you just stood there, completely still, looking ridiculous to onlookers. And then you bursted into a fit of laughter. “Sorry, it’s just… I always imagined what it would be like to be stuck in a storm.”
He grinned. “And how is it?” he yelled through the pitter-patter.
“Hmm. Not as romantic as I thought it’ll be,” you noted amusingly.
Bucky met your eyes for a moment, then swallowed a breath. “Dance with me?” he asked, extending a hand towards you.
You raised a brow, heart skipping a beat at his words. You would be lying if you said the hopeless romantic in you never imagined yourself in this position multiple times. You just never thought it would be with Bucky Barnes.
Taking his hand, he led you with small slow steps.
“You must’ve done this a lot back in your days,” you teased playfully.
Connecting his eyes with yours, he confessed, “This is the first time I’ve danced with someone in the rain.”
Bringing you in and out, and then lifting your arm to twirl you around while the water rippled beneath your feet, it felt like you were suddenly transported elsewhere. Like a movie you had seen on screen that had you swooning. Or a novel you had read late into the night with a gigantic smile on your face. You almost expected some low jazz to start playing soon. But even if it didn’t, it would’ve been fine, because you had the soft glow of moonlight peeking out from behind the clouds, the summer rain, and Bucky with you. It was already enough to set the scene.
He looked particularly boyish tonight with his hair sticking to his forehead. You had the urge to sweep the strands away.
You let out a small yelp when Bucky dipped you down before pulling you back up so you were pressed into his chest. You were glad the sound of raindrops masked your beating heart.
He was a bit rusty, he knew that. It has been over seventy-years since he danced with someone. He couldn’t believe how you would think no one wanted to put in the effort with you. He would dance with you in the rain all the time if that’s what you wanted. Would probably do anything you asked of him, if he was being honest.
You’re not a very good dancer, you had to admit. But Bucky was leading you through the whole thing, even smiling down at you when you accidentally stepped on his foot.
You wondered how many people this beautiful and charming being of a man had swept off their feet before. Hopefully, he still had space in his heart for you. Because you were completely wooed.
As the rain slowed down and sky started to clear ever so slightly, you realized that the spark you were always complaining about not feeling—it was here, in this very moment, ignited from the touches between the two of you. It was there the moment you took his hand. Giving him another sneaky glance, your eyes lit up like a thousand stars.
Maybe the right person was in front of you all along.
Bucky doesn’t know how long the two of you stood there in the aftermath, looking into each other's eyes. It’s the brightest thing in the city, he thought.
Moments later, you removed yourself from him. “Well, the rain stopped.”
“It certainly did,” he said, sounding faintly amused.
“I guess I should get going,” you said, though you were still lingering around.
Bucky, who was soaked to the bones, asked, “Should I take you home?”
You shook your head. “I’m okay. My place is only a few stations from here. Thank you for offering though.” Maybe next time.
Before you completely escaped from his vision, he shouted your name, causing you to pause in your steps and look over your shoulder. “I hope you’re not giving up on love.”
You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to fight back a smile.
How could you?
Bucky Barnes gave you a million reasons to believe in love again.
#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes oneshot
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Hi, I love your analyses and your fics! 💕Especially that Eureka Seven AU man ngl it lives in my head and starts playing in my local theaters every other night at 2 AM, but *clears throat* I'm getting off topic lol :D do you have a bakudeku fic/authors rec list?
I'm honored you read the Eureka Seven one!
Good Bakudeku authors... the truth is, there are SO MANY. Just in general, and so many that are really, truly excellent. I have begun consuming more and more fic lately as I feel the itch of the subtext of what's happening in the manga rapidly becoming text and just plain consuming me, but many of the individual stories I've read can be GREAT as a story but perhaps not so great as a canon-faithful representation of Bakudeku - so I'm not entirely sure what kind of Bakudeku you're asking for ("fun and good story" versus "horny vignette" versus "that's totally Katsuki and Izuku.")
Also, like, for several of these authors, their Bakudeku portrayals evolved as the series progressed and we all learned more about these characters and the varnish of what BNHA pretends to be (superhero stock shonen!) peeled off to show what it actually is (The newest generation of something that should never have been domesticated now outgrowing the limits of the modern genre.) This is always good to keep in mind when looking at the dates of each work published.
Um, it's hard to pick just a few, and even harder when there's no specific direction about what TYPE. So here's a scattershot off the top of my head:
Me. My work. Read Mundane Crimes, Public Displays of Affection and I Want What I Don't Deserve. Those actually have some substance to them. The rest are kind of whatever, but you may still find them fun.
Kickass AUs and All-Rounders
chymerical is my favorite author on this list. They can do anything. I care about sports now because of chymerical. There's your fuckin' fadeaway.
young_crone - some are truly Bakudeku and some are just great stories that are using familiar names. Read all of 'em.
SmartiMart - Variant Edition is a sweeping epic and fascinating enough that the Bakudeku isn't actually its primary draw for me. Please also read Where in the World is Marigold? It's not Bakudeku, but I love it. SmartiMart is clever, inventive, and sometimes so much of a romantic that it makes me go, "woah, now! That's a bit much!" but in the best way.
iphido - this author has only one work for bakudeku, and it is worth it.
nicc - bite-sized sweet scenes, though many are very NSFW. Consistently excellent.
pikahlua - Dragonheart. this is your kick in the pants to finish those scenes, Pika.
Romantic Comedies
qodqodqod - Cringe comedy where love always, always, always prevails and bakudeku can't out-stupid their way out of it. Great job of not making the miscommunication, or lack of communication, a bore or overdone past what it needs to be.
heartsinhay - the cringe comedies are named that for a reason.
Darker Stuff
rironomind - apparently published something new earlier this year and I missed it??? DAMN! Existential, experimental, melancholic, high concept, fantastic. Rom's work is mostly in this category because it tends to throw curveballs at the reader. This is the category that just felt the most right by its vibes.
bkdkink - Lemonhead specifically.
Roadtripwithlucifer (read their new stuff too) - horny, but focused and full, full, full of ennui and anger and love and grief. It's the confidence of handling the last four that makes these works shine.
Surveycorpsjean - hit or miss for me personally, but always well done.
majjale - always great work; sometimes hit-or-miss for me personally on the bakudeku.
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Sorry if you've been asked this a million times, but who are your favorite couples from the last couple years?
Congratulations Anon! This ask is AMAZING and I've never been asked it before! Shocking right?? :P
My favorite K-Drama Couples 2023- Spring 2024
NOTE: I tried to include 2022 but my list got too long :)
Moving (Bong-Seok & Hee-Soo, Joo-Won & Hye-Won & Doo-Shik & Mi-Hyun): It's very obvious by this list how much I love this drama and how many blorbo-from-my-shows it created for me. And I know I'm only reviewing couples, but I was blown away by this drama. I don't even LIKE superhero shows, but I made an exception for this one and I'm so glad I did. If you like character development and plays on good vs. evil, I highly rec this! Bong-Seok and Hee-Soo are one of my favorite couples EVER and I loved the softness and epic romance of Joo-Won & Hye-Won. (And we all know that scene at the rainy window with Bong-Seok and Hee-Soo). These couples are really EVERYTHING.
Tale of the Nine Tailed: 1938 (Lee-rang & Yeo-Hee): This is the only time I've ever watched a season two and liked it better than season one. It's probably because it featured my favorite tragic half fox Lee Rang and gave him a love line with a mermaid. The two are SO sweet together---SOB!
Tell me That You Love Me (Mo-Eun & Jin-Woo): Wow. Maybe one of the softest couples I've ever seen in existence. Just watching them together was like a warm blanket in front of a cozy fireplace. I didn't like the ending choice which is a shame, but the drama was super well done and I still think people should watch it. There is also a very cute high school couple too!
The Eighth Sense (Jae-Won & Ji Hyun): not to be dramatic (just kidding!) this is the best bl kdrama I've ever seen. Literally this is it! I don't even want to tell you about the couple because I want you to just watch it! I'm dying for the writer to make another one because we need more queer media like this one!
Crash Course In Romance (Haeng-Seon & Chi-Yeol): Give me a noona romance featuring a man who has not felt warmth in 1000 years (ok not literally but this dude needs to have a warm meal made by an amazing lady!) This drama fell apart at the end (this seems to be a theme this year) but the couple makes it worth watching.
King The Land (Gu-Won & Sa-Rang): If you're looking for a low stakes, totally fluffy, rom com with TONS of chemistry (featuring MY BIAS!), King the Land is for you. Amazing skinship, kisses and just like a really fun duo to watch. Plot? Not so much but there are a billion good moments-- just look at the tags: They are full of cuteness.
Love After Divorce Season 4 (Benita & Jerome): Listen, I know I'm cheating by putting a reality tv show on this list but if you're in the mood for one, I highly recommend this season (it's on Netflix). Benita and Jerome will steal your heart and they are still together! I'm rooting for them. <3
See you in my 19th Life (Ji-Eum & Seo-Ha, Da-Hoon & Cho-Won): My bias Shin Hye Sun kills it in this drama featuring past life romance. Honestly it's not fair because this drama is totally my vibe so I'm obviously going to love the mains. But when a drama gives you more than one love line and they are both interesting and lovely?? Chef's Kiss!
Dr. Slump (Jeong-Woo & Ha-Neul): This drama TOTALLY fell apart at the end and left us all very disappointed, but that's not because our leads weren't a perfect couple! They bonded over mental illness and even took their meds together. Communication: check. Comfort/Healing: check. Chemistry: check!
The Story of Park's Marriage Contract (Yun-Woo & Tae-Ha). You probably don't know this but I've been following Bae In Hyuk's career since we was in silly little web dramas. Seeing him as a lead is really wild! To be fair, he's not nearly the actor that Lee Se Young is, but do we care about that when there's a time slip romance drama featuring a historical lady who's been thrown into the future and has to fake marry someone who looks just like her de*d husband for reasons??
Thank you so much for this ask - it was super fun!! Maybe I should do 2022 next?? :D
#kdrama#i love a list#king the land#kdrama recommendations#crash course in romance#tale of the nine tailed#ask#kdrama couple#the story of park's marriage contract#dr. slump
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There's so much going on in Queen of Tears that I had to go check if it's genre is supposed to be mystery or rom com.
Anyway here's a list of all the mysteries that my brain is now trying to resolve:
1. What happened between Hyun Woo and Hae In?? How did they go from being that in love and affectionate to this mess where they have no sense of what communication means?? Was it the family??? Was it having to live with Hae In's family that ruined it all because if that's the case this might be one of the more realistic portrayals of a relationship.
2. Is there a dead sibling? What's the deal with the mother?
3. What's the deal with the SL? He is clearly a sociopath with an obsession, but he's clearly playing some long game and is after way more than Hae In.
4. The chairman's girlfriend - woman has suspicious written all over her and at first I thought she was just after the money but there's something more, she keeps talking about the long game definitely has some connection to the sociopath and is sorta trying to separate the family.
5. Is kwak do yeon's wife evil??? If this turns out to be the case and that she is somehow associated with the scheming sociopath and girlfriend, this would hurt me cuz why they gotta do kwak do yeon like this all the time, do they look at his face and go yes, you have a puppy vibe, let's just put you through awful things each time?? Anyway she's definitely sus, definitely has some strange history in the US.
6. What happened with the chairman's older son?
7. Who is trying to kill the chairman?
I definitely feel like I am missing some of the smaller mysteries but for now these seem to be the major ones and it's already a lot in 3 eps lol.
#queen of tears#kdrama#All I know is I was happy until the SL showed up#and that I was like ew what is this behavior
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So, here’s the thing. Around this time of year, I can be very (some would say overly) sentimental. And it partly has to do with my nana and the fact that she passed on NYE many years ago.
Because she was the kindest, gentlest, most beloved person I ever knew, and I always wished I could be as effortlessly good as she was making people around her feel loved and special.
This year, being on this site, reading everyone’s words and realizing how much talent there is in this community has been staggering to me. In a million years, I could never express what it has meant to me properly.
And one of the things that brought me joy this year was making covers for some of my favorites. Most I’ve shared already, but I wanted to compile them all together along with some (unhinged) rambling, sorta like a year-end review.
That’ll all be under the cut. But for now, I just want to express my deepest thanks to anyone reading for helping me get through this year.
Because whether you knew it or not, you really and truly did. ❤️
I’m gonna start with my token Hellcheer fics cos they were like my gateway drug 😉
These stories by @majicmarker & @hangon-silvergirl
I love the humor in them, the way they capture Eddie’s voice so completely. Just the straight up FUN I had reading them both made me want to be able to do it again and again. Anytime I write from Eddie’s pov, I feel like I draw inspiration from here cos they just really capture the energy and chaos of his mind that made me fall in love.
I am so narcissistically obsessed with these covers. They are far and away my favorites and sometimes I just look at them like, “omg I made that???” Similarly, the Whatta Man stories I’m equally obsessed with: Steve and Eddie as flirty coworkers in a bar? Overlapping stories?? 90s REFERENCES OUT THE ASS??? Sign me the fuck upppp. Eddie’s night was my gateway into the world of @loveshotzz's writing and what a wonderful world it is 🥰 Speaking of….
I had originally wanted these two to be like coordinating covers because the stories were connected, but the simply put immaculate vibes of both are so different, I wanted to reflect that.
The hold these two old men have on me is just embarrassing. I read every update with my feet kicked up behind me like a little fucking school girl watching Steve fall in love with his tough girl and falling in love with him right back. And I’m so endlessly enamored with OCS Eddie. I poured over every part of their story, drinking in every detail @carolmunson put into it like it sustained me because it did. So desperately in love with everything Carol writes, but my god there is something about him that just breaks me.
Welcome now to the wealthy Steve portion of our program. These are the stories I wish were movies I could watch over and over and over. They are so cinematic in the way they are written and the way the characters interact. I mean, The drama! The tension! The fcking cliffhangers! @katyswrites had me SAT for the entirety of her whirlwind summer romance and I still find myself wishing I was on Ischia island in a private villa with Steve…
And We’ll Call It Love….it’s so, so good. It is my dream come true for a rom com, it’s got so much humor and heart and lightness and sadness and I literally care about EVERY character’s happiness, like how do you even do that, @superblysubpar?? Is it witchcraft? You can tell me if it’s witchcraft.
The “Yes” Policy is everything to me. It is written so gorgeously and it’s such a complete and fully realized world. The amount of care and time and effort that’s put into every. single. word. is just so apparent and so incredible it makes me weak. @pinkrelish knows these characters down to their bones and shows them to be so hopelessly in love I can’t even articulate how lovely a story it is.
Last two! And oddly appropriate these lined up together because they’re respectively the oldest and the newest stories I’ve fallen in love with.
@blueywrites’s TKYM was the first ever Eddie fic I ever read. An AO3 link to it came across my dash with someone saying “if you haven’t read this yet you are missing out” or something along those lines…and damn if they weren’t right. I’d never read an x reader fic before. I had yet to watch Stranger Things. I knew Eddie as a meme only. I was so wholly transfixed by the writing and the way Eddie was characterized — I devoured this story like my life depended on it. I go back to it and back to it and back to it. I see myself in it, I see the person I want to be in it. It makes me feel every feeling I can possibly feel all at once. It is simply…awe inspiring. It brought me here.
And @sweetsweetjellybean’s Torn is…idek know how to describe it? I have been down bad for that Eddie since the first “Hey, doll.” He’s got me in a goddamn chokehold. The pure excitement I feel every time an update posts is so overwhelming and the writing is so good it takes my breath away. The way the story moves and the depth of the world surrounding it makes it feel so real in a way that I forget it’s fiction? It’s such a beautiful story for Eddie and it’s so enthralling I really cannot wait to see where it goes.
Aaaaaand that’s it! If you’ve stuck around this far — thank you for doing so ☺️
I hope everyone has a wonderful year. Please know that you deserve only good things and you are loved deeply even when it doesn’t feel/seem like it. You have everything you need to make your life into the one you want and nothing can stop you from doing so, not even yourself.
Love you, mean it. ⛄️✨💕
#you know those update newsletters some families send out as christmas cards?#that's the vibe here#fic rec style#canva
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Appropriate - Chapter 8
"Allies"
Summary: Loki x Female reader; Loki is banished to Midgard and he has to live an average life as penance...and you, a social worker, is there to help him along the way. Rom Com/Comfort vibes. Pinning; emotional edging until we can't take it anymore.
Chapter Summary: Loki makes another ally in the form of Peter Parker and you and Loki give each other special gifts.
Words. 7.7k I could have broken this one up, but I didn't want to. You're welcome.
Warnings: Mentions of drugs, some jealousy, angst.
Song to listen to while reading: Please Talk To Me
AN: I am opening up my tag list again, but if you are not interacting/reblogging, you will be removed. If you would like to be added, please let me know!
Previous Chapter Here. Next Chapter Here
(moodboard graciously created by @mochie85)
Loki had spent most of his evening and night scanning the files for his new friend, the receptionist Kimberly, and apparently her friend, Annie. The task was long, tedious, and dreadfully boring, but he did it gladly with a small smile on his face. Memories of his time spent with you, laughing, and playing in the bubbles, made the time go by quickly. Those moments and the reassuring note from Kimberly gave the god hope that things were okay between you and him, yet how you left gave Loki a gnawing feeling in the pit of his stomach. But pushed the feeling deep down as he made his way back down to the Stark Lobby to wait for you.
The lobby was hustling and bustling like most mornings, and now that he had another friend in the Tower, he walked in with more confidence. First, his eyes scanned the lobby for you, and when he didn’t see you, he beelined for the receptionist desk.
“Good morning, Lady Kimberly. You will be happy to know I have finished your request.” Loki sang, and the old receptionist perked up.
“Good morning, Loki!” She chirped back, “You seem to be in much better spirits today. Definitely too happy for someone who spent hours upon hours scanning documents.”
Loki blushed, suddenly becoming sheepish, “Yes, well, I had a wonderful day with Lady Y/N.” Again, he looked around the lobby, and did not see you. “Speaking of, have you seen her?”
Kimberly shook her head, ignoring the screaming phones that rang around her.
“No, I haven’t. Sometimes she starts her day at the hospital, and then she comes in. So, she should be in later.”
Loki nodded his head in thanks before making his way to the bench by the entrance you typically came in. Settling into his seat, he opened his book and began to read as he waited.
He waited for hours. And hours. And hours. As more time passed, Loki became more worried. Periodically, he would stop by Kimberly’s desk and ask about you; anxiety taking complete control of his legs and his mind.
“I am sorry, Loki. I haven’t heard anything.” She said with a frown.
“Could she be ill?” Loki asked, now fully leaning on the receptionist’s desk as if he was conversing in a dear friend’s home, “Could someone perhaps check on her?”
Kimberly gave Loki a sympathetic look and reached up and patted his hand, “I am sure she is fine. Maybe something came up at the hospital and it is taking more of her time. That happens. Have you tried calling her?”
Loki felt like an idiot. It was such a simple solution, but somehow did not think of it. He pulled the communication device out of his pocket and frowned. In the few instances that he had talked to you on the phone, you had called him. So, he did his best to recall what you taught him of how to use it. He flipped his phone open and after pushing a few buttons, he saw the picture of your smiling face on his screen as it rang. A smile involuntarily crept on his lips at the sight of your happy face. The phone rang a few times, and then he heard your voice. Immediately, Loki’s whole face lit up.
“Lady Y/N! Hello, I was just calling -” Loki’s bright smile faded as soon as he realized it was some automated message.
“You have reached the voicemail of Y/N L/N. I am sorry I could not answer your call. Please leave a message after the tone, and I will get back to you as soon as possible.”
Loki heard the beep, now scrambling and trying to figure out what message to leave you on your device, “Hi, yes, Hello, Lady Y/N. This is Loki….Odinson.” He cringed at his clarification, because it was very unlikely you would know another Loki on Midgard.
“I was trying to reach you because I have not seen you today. I hope you are well and that you are having a pleasant day.” He had started to shuffle about in front of the receptionist desk, who was watching him like he was that evening’s reality show drama, “If you could reach me on your communication device, I would appreciate it.”
There was a long beat of silence before Loki turned to Kimberly who was looking at him expectantly. She flapped her hands, urging him to continue, “And I am in need of more food provisions. Perhaps you could take me to the market again.”
Another beat of awkward silence, “Okay, then. Goodbye.” He looked down at the phone and furrowed his brows, confused on how to end the call. Kimberly snatched the phone out of his hand and hung up.
“Smooth,” She said sarcastically, handing him back his phone. The god threw his arms out in exasperation.
“What?! I thought it was fine! She will at least contact me about the food, and then I will know she is alright.”
The old woman pursed her lips, scrunching up her wrinkled face, “Mmhmm.” She shooed Loki away as she picked up one of the persistently ringing phones.
“Hi, Annie! Yes, you won’t believe it. Edith tried to steal Carol’s bingo card. We all saw her! The old bitty moves slower than molasses. I don’t know what she was thinking.”
Loki walked away from the reception desk, already tired of the so called ‘bingo drama’ and sat back down on the bench with his book again. Somehow, the prince got lost in the book he was reading. The noises of the busy lobby faded away and several hours passed, until he heard the familiar ring of his cell phone. He scrambled to get the phone out of his pocket, his book unceremoniously dropping on the floor with a thud.
He flipped his phone open, “Hello Lady Y/N!” Loki’s large smile split his face as relief swelled within him.
“Uh, Hello? Loki?” The voice on the other end of the phone wasn’t you. It was a young man. He looked down at the phone in his grasp and didn’t see your usual, beautiful smiling face, but instead there was a random number he didn’t recognize.
The relief that Loki felt, quickly turned to fury and he growled into the phone, “Who are you and what have you done with, Y/N?!”
“Umm, nothing, man. This is Geoffrey with a G. Y/N asked me to call you.”
“Y/N asked you to call me? Why?” Loki had started to pace the lobby, getting more agitated by the minute.
“She got a message from you about needing food. I can help order that for you. That’s my job, man.” Geoffrey drawled, and Loki could hear the distant sound of bubbling on the other line, then coughing.
“Place your order, Dude.”
Loki ran his hands through his hair, already tired of this…Geoffrey with a G. “Why can’t Y/N take me?”
The feeling that you were trying to avoid him was sinking down in his chest, a heavy weight his heart didn’t want to bear. He pushed too far, and now you are pulling away and pawning him off on some idiot mortal.
“She is busy today, Dude.”
The god growled, “My name is not Dude!” He made sure to sneer out his new moniker. The mere mention of it on his tongue making him dumber.
“Whatever, Man,” Loki rolled his eyes, still pacing the lobby and somehow still entertaining this fool, “She is busy today, and has asked you to not go to your floor for a few hours. Are you ordering or not?”
Now, Loki was just confused, furrowing his brows, “What do you mean she doesn’t want me going to my floor?”
“I can’t say, Dude. Just don’t go up there for a few hours.” There was a long, tired sigh on the phone and again, more distant bubbling and coughing, “Look, I have other people who I have to call. Last chance to order some grub, Man.”
Loki thought for a moment. He considered pressing about what you could be doing, and why you asked him to not be in his chambers. Yet, there was the practicality of his situation. He did need food provisions, but this could also be an opportunity. A sly smile crept on his lips.
“What market do you go to?” Geoffrey, much to Loki’s delight, named the very same market that you and Loki went to.
“Wonderful. Are you able to pick me up a plant?”
“A plant?” Geoffrey questioned, with another round of bubbling, “Oh, yeah, I got a ton of plants right here, Dude. Acapulco Gold, Purple Kush, Maui Wowie…take your pick.”
Loki tapped his chin thoughtfully, “I am not familiar with these plants. Are they beautiful?”
There was another long sigh on the other end of the line, but this time it seemed….dreamy, “The most beautiful ever.”
Loki beamed upon hearing this. Finally, something he can do for you that would make you smile. The prince remembered how your lovely fingers trailed against the leaves of a plant at the shop. Each touch was filled with such reverence, such longing, and now, Loki, would be the one to bring you what you coveted.
“I will take one of each plant you have.”
“That’s my man!” Geoffrey chuckled, and somehow, it made Loki’s smile grow wider. This Geoffrey fellow isn’t so bad, after all. “You’re going to want some food with that, trust me.”
Loki quickly placed the rest of his food order, and ended the call with Geoffrey saying it will be waiting for him in his chambers when he is finally allowed back in. As soon as he hung up, Loki quickly made his way over to the reception desk. His hand frantically banged on the bell that perched on the desk, dinging it loudly to get Kimberly’s attention.
The elderly receptionist rolled her eyes at her new godly friend, and promptly took the bell away from him. Gently, she tucked her phone back into her neck, “Hold on, Annie. What can I help you with, your majesty?”
The sarcasm dripped from her words, but Loki paid it no mind as he continued to ride the high from the mere daydream of you accepting his gracious gift, “Do you know why I cannot return to my chambers?”
Kimberly smirked, “That I do, but I cannot say.”
The excitement of everything was flowing freely through his veins, and the god was practically vibrating in front of the reception desk, “So, you know? This is Lady Y/N’s doing?”
Loki still looked around the lobby, as if he would see your beautiful face at the simple mention of your name. But you weren’t there, making the god’s giddy mood falter at your absence.
“It is, but like I said, I cannot say why. In fact, she told me to tell you-”
“She has a message for me?! Why didn’t you tell me earlier.” Loki all but leapt over the desk, practically leaning his whole upper body to get closer to his ally with a wide smile. The thought of you possibly planning something special just for him made his heart flutter wildly in his chest. Kimberly lifted her hand to hush the excited god and stifled her own laughter.
“Y/N called not too long ago. She says, and I quote, to ‘tell Loki to mix, mingle, and be, and that I am very serious. I will know! And to come back to his apartment by four in the afternoon.’”
Loki immediately scrunched his nose in disgust, “Mix, mingle, and be?” He looked around the lobby, and his aversion to the tower’s bustling guests only grew. “With…who?”
“I don’t know, Loki, just not with me. You gotta scram. I have to get back to these calls.” Again, she shooed him with her hand.
The prince scoffed, “Oh, you mean your gossip with Annie?”
Kimberly grinned, placing the phone that was nestled in her neck back to ear and flashed Loki a wink. With a huff, Loki turned on his heel and scooped him his abandoned book on the floor.
“Socialize?” He groaned at the mere thought of having to talk with someone in the tower. He looked around the lobby that was still bustling with people. The only person there that he could stand was Kimberly, and she had cast him aside for the day.
“How would she know, anyways?” He muttered to himself. Yet, his eyes wandered the ceilings of the lobby, peeking at the surveillance cameras and various security measures that were in place. You didn’t seem like someone who would make idle threats. No, you were honest to a fault, and you wouldn’t lie to him, ever. Somehow, someway, you would know.
Letting out a long sigh, he stepped into the elevator and made his way to one of the many common areas of the Avenger’s section of the tower. Perhaps he could – Loki gulped at the thought – converse with Thor.
The elevator dinged and he stepped out, his book still tucked under his arm. The common room was like most of the others he had seen on various floors. The same set of couches, television, and small kitchenette; a quaint, cozy room for the Avenger’s to call home when they aren’t off saving the world. Every time Loki stepped in these rooms, he felt out of place and like he didn’t belong. That he, the villain, didn’t deserve a sacred perch upon the billionaire’s plush couches; all evident by the constant deadly stares he received whenever an Avenger saw him outside of his beige prison. Today was no exception.
Crystal blue eyes scanned the room. It was quiet, except for the quiet mumblings coming from the television and the frantic scribbling of the youngest Avenger, Peter Parker. The hairs on the young hero’s arm stood on end even before the god had stepped off the elevator, but still he focused on the homework in front of him; blatantly ignoring Loki who was now burning holes into the back of Peter’s head.
“Spiderling!” Loki yelled out, making the teenager flinch and fling his pen across the room.
“Mr. Loki – uh, hi. Hello.” Peter awkwardly cleared his throat, trying to keep calm, but as Loki approached the young Midgardian, one thing was abundantly clear: the spiderling was terrified. Loki didn’t miss how Peter’s eyes flitted down to the magic dampeners still attached to his wrists.
“I am in need of your assistance.” Loki stated, matter-of-factly, and staring at Peter expectedly.
“Uh, yeah – sure, what can I help you with?” Peter managed to squeak out his reply. It was the first time the two had met, so the teenager was a bit thrown off by Loki’s directness. But the friendly neighborhood spiderman shows up for all. Even brash gods.
“I am required to socialize.” Again, Loki blurted out his dilemma as if it was the most normal thing, crossing his arms and waiting on a reply from the young hero. Peter scrunched his face.
“Required to socialize? How are you required to-”
“Lady Y/N.” Loki quickly interrupted.
“Oh! You know Y/N?” The surprised look that Peter gave Loki had the god furrowing his brows in confusion.
“Yes, she is graciously granting her assistance with….assimilating to this planet. Why is that surprising? How do you know her?”
Loki’s rapid fire questions has Peter back pedaling quickly, “Oh, so she’s helping you like Mr. Barnes….that’s, uh, that’s nice. Real nice.”
Loki sucked on his teeth, choosing to ignore the swell of jealousy at the mention of the super soldier. The patience for this Midgardian teenager started to wane and an uncomfortable silence started to grow. It seems that his dear Y/N had finally given him a task that he could not complete. The silver-tongued god who could talk himself out of anything, found talking to Peter borderline torturous. Loki’s eyes scrutinized the young hero, and even though he could sense the slight tremble in Peter’s body, he still braved talking to the god. Peter didn’t speak to him like he was a villain, like how the others in the Tower have. If anything, he treated Loki with kindness. Much like how you had. The thought had Loki’s lips twitching up in a gentle smile.
Loki hummed thoughtfully, “Yes, she has been quite wonderful and welcoming.” The wistful look that swept across Loki’s face was not missed by the teenager who had his own deep-seated feelings of romantic longing. He saw the truth, without Loki needing to say anything. Loki cared for you.
“You like her!” Peter said excitedly, pointing at Loki and seemingly forgetting his former villain status and any accompanying fear at the revelation.
Now, it was Loki that was backpedaling, “What? No! I mean, of course, I like her. She is a kind and gracious woman – What?! Why are you laughing?”
Peter was quick to stifle the bubbling laughter that was involuntarily coming out of his mouth, “I am sorry, Mr. Loki. It’s just she’s so sweet. I am pretty sure everyone loves her and – and – and you’re…,” Peter stammered and cleared his throat uncomfortably, deciding to end his rambling.
But what Peter hadn’t said was already understood. Loki frowned, looking down at his now shuffling feet, “I see…And I am me. The villain”
“No, no, no, Mr. Loki, that’s not what I meant!” The teenager reached out a hand to console the thousand-year-old god in front of him but pulled back as he second guessed himself. Still, the gesture was noticed and appreciated none the less.
“Mr. Thor had told us….” Peter looked away from Loki’s piercing gaze to gather his thoughts, before turning back with sincerity burning in his eyes, “He had told us it was not your fault. It’s just that you are so dark and brooding and she is basically what a warm hug would be as a person…and I haven’t even seen you out of your room this whole time. I didn’t think you liked anyone.”
Loki grinned, “Well, I am here talking to you, aren’t I?”
Much to Loki’s delight and surprise, Peter was smiling widely back at him, “Yes, you are and that’s amazing!” The praise was genuine, Loki could tell, and it was enough to open himself up to this young Midgardian. Even just a little bit.
“Though, I am afraid my affections don’t matter.”
The immediate frown that appeared on Peter’s face warmed Loki’s heart. The god who was surrounded by people who questioned him and thought of him as anything but good, was faced with someone who seemed to genuinely care for him and his sadness. It was almost overwhelming.
“What? Why?”
Loki sighed, finally settling in on a seat next to Peter, “Her role wouldn’t allow her to consort with anyone she works with. It wouldn’t be….appropriate, as she would say.” Norns, he really hated that word.
Peter thoughtfully rested his chin in his palm, clearly working out the problems of Loki’s life in his clever, young mind. The sight had the god smiling in amusement. Socializing with the spiderling was becoming easier by the minute.
“Do you think she likes you back?” The question sent the god down a spiral of ‘does she or doesn’t she. Loki had spent hours analyzing everything you said and did during your interactions together, and that very thought had plagued him into the late-night hours.
“Honestly, I am not sure. Some moments with her are quite wonderful. Perfect even.” As Loki talked about you, the wistfulness on his grew and Peter mirrored his happiness, “Yet, those moments seem so fleeting. One moment we are close and laughing, and the next she is running out the door! I don’t understand it!”
As Loki told his tale of woe to his new young friend, each word becoming more franctic and passionate, Peter listened intently, nodding his head.
“Maybe she is trying to push away the feelings she has, because she knows she isn’t supposed to have them.”
“She…what?” The god was stunned.
Peter turned more into Loki to face him properly and stress his point. “From what I know about Miss Y/N is that she loves her job. She takes it very seriously and honestly, most of us would be lost without her. You’re a smart guy, Mr. Loki, and if you think she may like you, maybe she does, but she doesn’t want to let herself give in to those feelings.”
Loki was watching Peter intensely, hanging on to his every word and it rattled the teenager to have the undivided attention of the god who tried to take over his home planet, “I actually have no idea what I am talking about, Mr. Loki. Forget I said anything.” He quickly rattled off.
Loki leaned forward on his elbows, his long, index finger gently stroking his lower lip in thought. “No, no, you may be onto something there, Spiderling.” Peter sat up a little straighter at the praise.
“But it doesn’t offer a solution to our dilemma. I will be, what do you Midgardian’s call it? Ah, yes, graduating from this little program of hers and that’s it. I won’t see her anymore.”
Peter bit his lip, debating asking the question that burned on his tongue.
“Speak your mind, Spiderling.” Loki tried to make his voice gentle, but his normally deep, and dominating tone still had the teen flinching.
“Uh…I was wondering, Mr. Loki, in the nicest way possible…I don’t want to come off mean at all,” Loki rolled his eyes along with his hands, motioning for Peter to ‘get on with it’, “Um, how did you even qualify for her classes? Thor always mentioned how smart you are, and I get it with Mr. Rodgers or Mr. Barnes since they aren’t from this time and all…” Peter trailed off, gulping down his anxiety and silently praying his question didn’t insult a god.
Loki shifted uncomfortably in his seat, now having to face his decision to lie to you. He considered not saying anything to Peter and relying on lies to get him through like he did for everything else in his life. But he wanted to do things differently. With every interaction he had, he was encouraged to step further from the hardened shell he created for himself. First, with you, then with Kimberly, and now with the young spiderling. Maybe he didn’t have to rely on lies as a shield anymore.
“I, uh…” Loki hesitated, avoiding Peter’s gaze as a sudden wave of shame swept through him, “I lied to her. I admit, there is some things I genuinely didn’t know, but I likely did not need her assistance. I just wanted the chance to spend time with her.”
Peter noticeably cringed at Lok’s admission; enough to make the god look him in the eye.
“Oh, Mr. Loki….that isn’t good.” He huffed out an incredulous laugh, as Loki looked on, now suddenly very concerned about his choice to lie to you, “Don’t ever tell her that.”
“What?” Loki shook his head in disbelief, his dark curls bouncing on his broad shoulders, “Aren’t you supposed to tell me to come clean? To tell the truth?”
Again, to Loki’s surprise, Peter laughed again and leaned into him, “No. Absolutely not. Honesty is very important to Miss Y/N and if she finds out, you’re finished.”
Loki froze. The thought of you finding out about his lie and being angry with him made his chest tighten with anxiety. A part of him felt that he could rationalize and even survive the inevitable heartbreak of you declining a romantic relationship with him over the lie, but facing your disappointment in him? That would be too much to bear.
A gentle hand on his shoulder kept the god from falling into an existential crisis. Loki turned and looked into Peter’s eyes, only seeing compassion, and understanding far beyond the teen’s years.
“It is just a simple lie, Mr. Loki. I lie all the time about being an Avenger. The girl I like has no idea, and I am pretty sure that is WAY worse than lying about being able to cook.”
Loki couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation he found himself in. The god of mischief getting romantic advice from a Midgardian teenager.
“I actually can’t cook.” Loki chuckled, and Peter was quick to join him.
“See! One less thing for you to worry about.”
Relief bloomed within Loki. This conversation was just what he needed; a moment of solace and compassion for his mind that has been battling against his growing infatuation with you.
“It still doesn’t change the fact that my time with her is limited. I only have a few more meetings with her, and then it is over. I won’t see her anymore.” Loki sighed sadly at the thought, knowing that the day was drawing nearer with each passing moment.
“What do you mean? She does more than just teach people how to cook and all that! She is involved with Avenger’s stuff all the time.”
Loki perked up at this new information, “Truly? Like what?”
Peter sat back in his chair as he thought, “She comes to most of the meetings, and she sets up our weekly Avenger get togethers. Self-care, team bonding, and all that.”
Loki hummed, “Perhaps, I should come out of my room more, after all.”
There was a beat of silence between the new, unlikely companions and for once, it wasn’t uncomfortable for Loki. It wasn’t accompanied by blatant sneers, and narrowed, distrusting eyes. It felt like two friends, simply enjoying each other’s company. This is nice.
“So, uh, Mr. Loki,” Peter cautiously broke the silence, “I was wondering…why is it that you like, Miss Y/N?”
Loki whipped his head towards the teenager. His mouth hung open in shock, the audacity of the question evident on his scrunched, offended face. The sight had Peter backpedaling for the third time during their conversation.
“I don’t mean to be offensive, Mr. Loki, I’m sorry!” He held up his hands in defense, as the nervous, squeaky tone in his voice returned, “I just assumed you didn’t like, uh,….Earth girls. Or, um, anyone on Earth, really.”
Loki’s steely gaze softened. It was a question that Loki often asked himself into the long hours of the night. The dark prince was not one for relationships, but lovers and dalliances was a constant throughout his life. Nights of passion for both partners with the expectation that it was for the experience of carnal pleasures only, and nothing more. Some lovers tried to coax affection from Loki after erotic and breathless nights tangled in his sheets, but their attempts always proved fruitless. The tall, impenetrable walls of the god’s heart always stayed up and he never even considered the idea of a life with one person. A lover for eternity.
Until you.
“Everything has been…different with her. She has shown me kindness that I haven’t felt in ages. I can be honest with her. I don’t have to hide or put up this façade.” Loki swallowed thickly, surprised at his own honesty towards this young Midgardian he just met.
“She doesn’t see me at the villain.” Loki turned to look directly at Peter, who was listening intently, “But it isn’t just her kindness and compassion towards me. My cold heart doesn’t crack at the first bit of tenderness I received on this dreadful planet…”
Both Loki’s and Peter’s lips twitched in amusement, “But it is her gentleness and caring towards everything and everyone around her. The way you described her as a ‘warm hug’ – a perfect description, really. A warmth I could easily bathe myself in….but I find myself caring for her, more than myself.”
Loki shifted in his seat, suddenly unable to keep eye contact as bared his fragile heart. “I have lived a life of selfish preservation, but now, somehow, I want that to change. I want to be better.”
Another hard swallow, “For her. To be worthy of her gentleness, but-but to care and replenish her from the selfish fools of this world who mean to greedily consume all that she is, with little regard with how they leave her hollow. I- I- I want to make her laugh and feel at ease. To be the light for her when she falls into the darkness.”
Loki’s voice cracked as he lost himself to his growing passion for you. The vulnerable moment only breaking when he finally re-connected with the young hero who now looked at Loki with glassy eyes.
Loki huffed out a laugh, shielding his heart yet again, “And she is quite beautiful, of course. With assets that you will come to appreciate as you get older, young Spiderling.” The god grinned, waving, and curling his hands in the air to emphasize your glorious curves.
“It sounds like you really love her.” Peter said simply, but his sparkling eyes gave away how the dark princes’ words affected him.
Loki was quick to scoff, “Love, I say, is taking it a bit too far. I haven’t even known her a fortnight.”
Yet, Peter and his knowing look remained unfazed by the falsehoods the god of lies told himself. The silence that felt comforting only moments ago, now was unsettling. A silence that only allowed for the truth to remain.
The truth that Loki loved you.
But, even with the existence of the truth, Loki knew that he did not have to face it. Not yet. Quickly, he stood up from his seat next to Peter, who was already profusely apologizing to the god. Loki held up his hand to stop the teenagers word vomit.
“It is quite alright, Spiderling. I have quite enjoyed our conversation, but I am afraid I must part. I have a meeting with Lady Y/N that I must attend.”
Loki paused before continuing, “Oh, and please don’t tell anyone about this.” His word contained a very thinly veiled threat that had Peter squirming in his seat all over again.
“I won’t. You can trust me, Mr. Loki.” And Loki knew he could.
Loki started to walk towards the elevator to bring him to his floor where you waited. The thought of you waiting in his chambers brought a warmth to his still anxious heart. But a call of his name had Loki turning back to his new, young friend.
“Mr. Loki…” Peter spoke confidently, and with the sincerity of a friendship that surpassed their mere hour together, “Good luck.”
Loki could only nod his head, before entering the elevator that would bring him to the floor that housed his chambers. Heavy footsteps echoed off the walls of the narrow hallway, the conversation with the spiderling hanging equally as heavy in the god’s mind. With each step that brought him closer to you, filled him simultaneously with excitement, anticipation, and dread. Would he fall to his knees upon the sight of you? Would he throw himself at your feet in proud worship with sonnets of eternal love flowing from his mouth?
Finally, he reached the door of his chambers. His hand hovered over the doorknob, hesitating before deciding to knock against the solid wood of the door. Loki licked his lips as his mouth suddenly went dry at the fact that this may be the last time he sees you. The threat of you leaving was always a possibility in the dangerous game he insisted on playing with you. The game of getting close without breaking some foolish rule you put upon him, and yourself. How close could he get to your light and how long could he bask in it before it was extinguished?
Loki knew it was…unreasonable for him to feel such anxiety and terror at the thought of never seeing you again. Especially, since has only known you for such a short time. But the god knew that there was often a simple reason for what was considered unreasonable, for what was considered impossible and non-sensical.
Love.
“Come in!” Your voice called out to him from beyond his door like a sweet siren’s song. He turned the knob and entered his chambers. All breath left him at the sight that greeted him.
His once dreadfully dull, painfully beige apartment had been completely transformed. The beige walls were now an opulent green; the same color that was often seen on his traditional Asgardian leathers. All the horrid furniture had been replaced with the new furnishings he picked out after he first met you, including the set that you once called ‘charming’. Accents of gold were peppered throughout the tiny apartment, a detail that was reminiscent of his own chambers back on Asgard. Several bookcases lined the far wall. All the shelves were empty and calling to be the new home for the prince’s favorite written words.
And in the center of it all was you.
You, who was dressed in old, denim overalls and a ratty t-shirt that were covered in green paint that bared semblance to the colors that now graced his walls. Evidence of your hard work and dedication to the creation of your gift for him covering your beautiful body; the colors that were known as his.
“I hope you like it.” You started when the silence from the stunned god was too much to bear. Your tone was sheepish and unsure, but so sweet, like the finest honey. “I took some liberties, after talking to Thor. We can change anything you like!”
Loki licked his lips, his throat dry and closing in for all new reasons, “It’s - it’s perfect.”
You were quick to rush up to him with a beaming smile and like most of your other interactions with him, you grabbed him by the bicep and started to lead him throughout apartment. Excited words flew from your mouth as you explained where everything was in his newly decorated home. You pointed out seemingly random bits of décor that he hadn’t picked out from the catalog. But with each bit of information you gave him, Loki learned that nothing was random at all. Each piece, each item was hand selected by you - for him.
It was overwhelming, but the ever-stoic god did not let his overflowing adoration for you show. Instead, he let you continue dragging him about his home. Even to his bedroom where he often dreamed of you, both asleep and with his eyes wide open.
“See! No more mattress on the floor!” Your arms were spread wide, a look of pride painted on your face. You walked over to the bed that was now a plush mattress sitting upon a frame with an elegant, golden headboard. With a bounce, you sat yourself upon his bed, the most intimate place within his home. Your fingers danced across the soft, velvety fabric of the forest green comforter while Loki watched from the doorway.
You looked like you belonged there. There, among his things. But Loki didn’t dare step closer for fear of touching your light, only to get burned.
“Everything is lovely. This is too kind of you, Y/N.” Your smile became impossibly brighter under his praise, and for a moment Loki let the slightest whisper of a smile grace his lips.
“I am so glad you like it. I didn’t have much time to get everything set up…” You looked around his room, laughter bubbling from your chest and making Loki’s stomach flutter, “I would be careful with touching the walls. I’m pretty sure some of the paint is still drying.”
The three words that Loki couldn’t face just a few moments ago, was suddenly threatening to erupt from his mouth. A confession that he didn’t even truly understand that prickled on tongue. Words of adoration and reverence and worshiping of your beautiful form were begging to be said in this place where you belonged. His home and in his arms.
But a knock at the door saved him.
Quickly, you stood up from his bed and moved passed him and towards his door. Your floral perfume followed behind you, making his head swim and his legs chase after you on their own accord.
You opened the door and smirked, “Geoffrey! Right on time!”
Loki peeked over your shoulder at the eccentric man he spoke to on the phone earlier today. The young man had shaggy brown hair, a loose hanging shirt adorned with the words ‘Pink Floyd’, and even looser hanging pants. Around his feet and his arms were bags, upon bags of groceries. The smell that came from Geoffrey could only be described as earthy and…pungent. It made Loki scrunch his nose up at the offensive smell, but you remained unphased, so Loki thought it best not to comment on it.
You immediately went to work and began helping bring in all the various bags into Loki’s apartment. It reminded the god of the daydream he had of you; a daydream of domestic bliss. The three words continued to burn on his tongue, until he felt a paper bag thrusted into his broad chest.
“Here’s your special order, Dude. Enjoy.” Geoffrey whispered to Loki, punctuating his delivery with a wink. You and Geoffrey made quick work of bringing in all the groceries, and soon enough his funky smelly delivery man was gone, and he was alone with you yet again.
You grinned, motioning to the bag that was in Loki’s arms, “What’s that?”
The simple question suddenly had Loki remembering what was in the bag. Somehow, with all the forced socialization he endured, he forgot that he requested plants. Plants that he intended to give as a special gift for you. Now, standing in the apartment your lovely hands transformed just for him, the gift seemed dreadfully inadequate. But you were looking at him expectedly with wide, beautiful eyes and a sweet smile on your soft lips. Norns, I would do anything for her just as long as she looked at me like that.
Loki was acutely aware of the pink flush that now covered his typically pale face, but even so, he placed the bag on the counter of his small kitchen.
“I got a little something for you.” He turned to you, unable to control the smile that spread on his face, “As a thank you for your kindness.”
You leaned forward, trying to get a peek at the contents of the bag. But, as soon as Loki pulled the first plant from the bag, an audible gasp slipped pasted your lips. The fanned, five and seven pointed leaves of the plant were easily identified by you. And with each plant that Loki pulled out from the bag, it further confirmed your suspicions. They were all cannabis plants.
You couldn’t help the laugh that burst from your throat. Your hands flew to your mouth to try and stifle your laughter, but the giggles kept coming despite your best efforts to maintain a professional appearance. Loki frowned.
“What? What’s so funny? I thought you liked plants?” He asked, watching you bite your lip and swallow down more of your sweet laughs. He held one of the potted plants in his large hands, but with such a tender grip as if he feared he would damage the precious gift. Holding it up closer to eye level, he inspected the plant, but he didn’t notice anything odd about it. The plant had an odor that was like the pungent smell that attached itself to Geoffrey, but it was much more subtle.
“Yeah, these definitely are plants.” You laughed again, looking at the other cannabis plants that now covered the god’s kitchen counter, “They’re great.”
Loki shot you an incredulous look. Even with his godly abilities dampened, he could still easily tell that you were being gracious with his gift and lying to be polite.
“Lady Y/N, please tell me. What is wrong with the plants?”
You bit your lip as you clearly debated whether to tell him the truth. The inner turmoil that was on your face, had Loki questioning everything about the plant he had given you. Not only was Loki an expert with magic and seidr, but he also spent an extensive amount of his studies on plants and herbs. Did he inadvertently give you poison? Or was this the Midgardian version of the deadly, yet tantalizing sex pollen plant? All he could do is hold his breath and hope you would grant him the truth.
Clearing your throat, you pointed to the line of plants on his counter, “There isn’t anything wrong with the plants. They, uh…” You hesitated, before ultimately shrugging and giving into the situation at hand, “These plants…they’re called cannabis plants. Parts of the plants are used for different things. To create fabrics, medicines, things like that.”
Loki nodded thoughtfully at your explanation, satisfied that he didn’t give you a gift that was dangerous or offensive.
“But it is mostly used as a drug. To experience a high and in some places in the world, and in some places of this country we are in, uh, it is illegal.”
Loki’s eyes went wide in shock, “I gave you an illegal plant?!”
You placed a reassuring hand on his bicep, as you always have done, in between laughs, “In this area, it is legal, so it is fine. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Loki raked his hand through his hair, feeling a hot flush of embarrassment creep up his neck. “But these aren’t like the plants at the market that you were admiring.”
He felt your gentle hand squeeze the muscle on his arm, “No, it’s not, but the thought was very kind.” You huffed out a laugh, and Loki turned to you, “Many people would love this as a gift. They would be thrilled, actually. It just isn’t my thing.”
The hand that tenderly held his arm, moved down the soft sleeve of his dress shirt, until your hand landed in his. Without a moment’s hesitation, Loki’s fingers wrapped around yours. The sheer size of his large hands easily enveloping yours. The calluses from centuries of training and battles scratching against the suppleness of your skin. Another reminder of how he didn’t deserve your softness.
Gently, you squeezed his hand, “Everything is okay, Loki. Really.”
But despite your tenderness, Loki found himself ripping his hand away from yours as he spat back at you, “You think I am a fool!”
Shame consumed Loki at his outburst, but the embarrassment he felt for failing at the simple task of getting you a gift you liked burned within him more. The look of sympathy you gave him only fanned the flames more, making him turn away from you. Loki was stubborn, but he had a formidable opponent with you. You slinked up behind him, your short stature bringing you face to face with the strong muscles of his broad back. The heat from your body seeped into Loki’s skin, acutely aware of your closeness, but still his own stubbornness would not allow him to turn and face you.
Until he felt your tiny fingers poking into the side of his ribcage, making him jolt away from the tickling sensation and whipping around to be greeted by your grinning face.
“Enough pouting, Muffin.” Your voice was stern, but still held a bit of playfulness that told him that you weren’t angry with him.
“Muffin?” All feelings of embarrassment were replaced with confusion. And when you bit your lip upon seeing his scrunched-up face, all negative feelings left him completely.
You laughed yet again. Norns, he loved that sound. “Are you asking what a Muffin is, or why I called you that?”
Loki chuckled right alongside you, feeling embarrassment flood his chest, but the warmth you brought with it kept his anger at bay, “Both, I am afraid.”
You smirked and you turned towards the bags of groceries and began to pull out various ingredients. Flour, sugar, butter…
“I asked Geoffrey to pick up these things for me. It has to do with our last lesson.” Hearing that his time with you was coming to an end, made Loki’s stomach lurch. It was all happening too soon.
“We are going to learn how to cook and follow a recipe and make muffins!” You said excitedly, “Muffins are a pastry….many times eaten with breakfast, but frankly it is just an excuse for dessert first thing in the morning.” Your laugh was filled with mirth, and Loki found himself laughing along, despite the aching in his heart.
The fact that you called Loki a sweet Midgardian treat had the god flushing all over again, but still his curiosity yearned for more.
“And why are you calling me a Muffin?”
You quickly busied yourself with lining up all the ingredients on the counter, pushing all of them in a straight line to avoid his piercing gaze. Loki noticed the rosiness to your cheeks, and it made his chest swell with pride.
“Well, you have many sides to you, much like a muffin. They can be savory, decadent, and sweet. They are something to indulge in, often under the guise of being healthy, when really, they are positively sinful.,” You turned your gaze to the god who seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, “And I admit…your hair is quite muffin-like.”
“My hair?” Loki said a bit breathier than he wanted.
Another giggle bubbled up from your chest, and Loki didn’t miss how your blush deepened, “Yes, it is quite fluffy…much like a muffin.”
The god’s brain all but short circuited at the explanation of your endearment. So many things were said, yet unsaid, sending his mind into a spiral of ‘what it all means.’ The fact that you called him any sort of moniker, let alone one with a sweet undertone made his heart hammer in his chest. And in the same breath, you associated him with decadent, sweet, and…positively sinful. Loki suppressed a groan at the thought that you have the same depraved thoughts about him, like he did for you. Yet, you also said he was something to indulge in. A forbidden delicacy to satiate your wicked desires; something that is fleeting and doesn’t last.
“Is it…is it okay that I call you that?” Your small, unsure voice broke Loki from his mental anguish. The need for you to be okay extinguished any of the flames of uncertainty and without hesitation, he answered you with a soft smile. A smile filled with tenderness and reverence that he reserved only for you.
“Of course.”
Something new in your eyes shone back at him, something he couldn’t discern, but it was warm and comforting. A warm hug.
“Wonderful,” You smiled wide, “Let’s get started then.”
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Directory of my fics / MASTER LIST
(🌶️ indicates spice level, 📓 indicates amount of plot)
please note that with the exception of this one and this one, all of my works contain explicit sexual content. 18+ only please.
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LONG FICS
Balance & Oppose 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/ 📓📓📓📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, WIP, 230k, 46/? chapters, POV alternating
Tags: coworkers, forced proximity, romantic friendship, hurt/comfort, magical theory, mystery, sexually inexperienced Draco (not a virgin but basically), sexually experienced Hermione, falling in love
Summary: Hermione and Draco are co-workers in the Department of Magical Artifacts, friendly but not "friends". When they are assigned a case on a remote Scottish island, they find themselves sharing more than just a tiny cottage.
You Do It For Me 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/ 📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, WIP, 170k, 40/? chapters, POV alternating
Tags: 8th year, virgin Hermione, good Draco Malfoy, all the tropes, a rose-colored glasses unapologetic all-around good time
Summary: Hermione has never had an orgasm and Draco cannot abide. (This has turned into a full-on sexploration with burgeoning romance, and is my ode to sex, good communication, and all my favorite tropes)
The Noble and Most Ancient 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/ 📓📓📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione/Theo, E, WIP, 17k, 4/23 chapters, POV alternating
Tags: enemies to lovers, blood curse, mystery, toxic Draco, everyone needs therapy, angst, forced proximity, hate sex, fighting as foreplay, hurt/comfort, falling in love, polyamory, best friend and all around great guy Harry Potter, hea
Summary: Hermione has a blood curse from Bellatrix's knife and needs Theo, Draco, and Harry to help find a cure
Baby, Any Time You're Ready, I'm Waiting 🌶️🌶️🌶️/ 📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 27k, 11 ch, POV alternating
Tags: rom-com vibes, idiots in love, pining Draco, oblivious Hermione, sharing a bed, weekend friends trip, drinking games
Summary: Hermione thinks she and Draco are “just good friends” but he’s secretly in love.
ONE-SHOTS / SHORT FICS
A Good Landing 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 14k, 2 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: pining Hermione, Draco has a crush, 5+1 things, flirting, piercings
Summary: The five times Hermione unintentionally sat on Draco’s lap and the one time she meant to.
Would You Rather 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 14k, 4 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: masturbation as a teaching experience, edging, dominant Hermione, barely-compliant Draco, teensy breeding kink
Summary: Draco doesn't think women masturbate and Hermione cannot abide ignorance.
A Little Glint of Gold 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 9k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: pierced Draco (belly button), Auror Draco, Healer Hermione, nipple play
Summary: Hermione learns that Draco has a navel piercing and cannot handle it. (This is part 1 of my Pierced Draco series)
Lie to Me 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 7k, 1 ch, POV Draco
Tags: pierced Draco (nipples), Auror Draco, Healer Hermione, inappropriate use of magic, Draco has a big cock (because he's a liar)
Summary: Auror Draco gets hit with a mystery jinx and Healer Hermione helps him (This is part 2 of my Pierced Draco series)
Sympathetic Attraction 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 15.5k, 2 chs, POV Hermione
Tags: pierced Draco (cock), pierced Hermione (clit), Auror Draco, Healer Hermione, roommates, meddling friends, magical connection
Summary: Hermione and Draco are roommates with unrequited crushes and meddling friends, featuring magical jewelry (This is part 3 of my Pierced Draco series)
Say Please 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, WIP, 18k, 2/3 ch, POV alternating
Tags: Muggle AU, tattoo artist Draco, tattooed (and pierced) Draco, banter, flirting, Ginny and Theo are chaotic best friends, rom-com vibes, dirty talk.
Summary: Hermione is dared to get a tattoo. (This is part 4 of my Pierced Draco series).
It Was A Sunny Day 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 7k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: Aurors, BAMF Hermione, legilimency, coworkers, rivals to lovers, sexual tension, dirty talk, dry humping, cock warming, "try not to come"
Summary: Hermione can't remember an important piece of intel and so Draco is assigned to help find it. (This is part 2 of my Try Not To Come series.)
Lemme Smash 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 6k, 1 ch, POV Ron, POV Hermione
Tags: coworkers, crack treated seriously, an attempt at humor, very light dom/sub undertones
Summary: This is a total crack fic based on a bird meme which I somehow managed to turn into smut 🫡
The Five Love Languages 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 12k, 2 ch, POV Draco
Tags: pining Draco, coworkers, fluff and smut, Theo is a little shit (but a good friend)
Summary: Draco gets a book recommendation from Theo and puts it into action.
Ancient Animal Awareness 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione/Daphne & Pansy, E, complete, 5k, 1 ch, POV Draco
Tags: a/b/o dynamics, Omega!Draco, Alpha!Hermione, reverse harem, multiple orgasms, dub-con bc biological imperative, soulmates
Summary: Draco starts his heat during an all-hands meeting at work. Pansy and her pack take care of him.
Self-Control 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 2.5k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: Post-Hogwarts, established relationship, lessons in patience, (pussy) spanking, orgasm delay/control
Summary: Hermione just can't help herself so Draco teaches her a lesson in self-control.
Well-Mannered and Good-Looking 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, ~9k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: Post-Hogwarts, blind date, pining Hermione, good Draco, flirting/banter, multiple orgasms, confessions
Summary: Hermione lets Theo set her up on a blind date.
An Indecent Proposal 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Neville/Pansy, E, complete, 6.5k, 1 ch, POV Neville
Tags: soft dom Neville, established relationship, flirting/banter, outdoor sex, romance
Summary: Neville takes Pansy on a picnic she will never forget. (Written in response to a prompt for the Spice It Fluff fest)
The Right Fit 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Neville/Pansy, E, complete, 6k, 1 ch, POV Pansy
Tags: 8th year, inappropriate use of signet rings, soft!dom Neville, flirting, enthusiastic consent, partly-clothed sex
Summary: It's 8th year and Purebloods have a fun tradition with their signet rings.
Just the Lightest Touch 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Harry/Ginny, M, complete, 4.3k, 1 ch, POV Harry
Tags: marriage proposal, flying as foreplay, power dynamics, outdoor sex
Summary: Harry proposes to Ginny and gets some sort of way about it.
Mind-Killer 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Pansy/Ginny, E, complete, 9.6k, 1 ch, POV Pansy
Tags: post-Hogwarts, oblivious best friends, accidental kiss, coming out, friends to lovers, girls can have Quidditch thighs too!!
Summary: Pansy and Ginny are just close friends, until they kiss. Written for the 2024 HP Sapphics Fest.
Honey 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione/Theo, E, complete, 6k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: threesome, switching, praise kink, Draco Malfoy sandwich, orgasm delay/control, dom/sub undertones
Summary: Theo, Draco, and Hermione enjoy a warm summer evening together.
There's Nobody Like You 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Blaise/Ron, E, complete, 12k, 2 ch, POV Blaise
Tags: boys falling in love, demisexual Blaise, character study, frottage, blowjobs, Hot Ron Agenda complaint
Summary: Blaise doesn't know much, but what he does know is that he wants to kiss Ron. (Set in my Baby, Anytime universe).
Cupido gemmas 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Neville/Hannah/Susan, E, complete, 5k, 1 ch, POV Neville
Tags: sex pollen, fuck or suffer, enthusiastic consent, overstimulation, big dick Neville, sex in the Forbidden Forest
Summary: Neville, Hannah, and Susan go into the Forbidden Forest in search of a rare plant and…find it. (Set in my You Do It For Me universe).
Darling 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Lucius/Narcissa, E, complete, 4k, 1 ch, POV Narcissa
Tags: set in Second Year, restrained romance, daddy kink, darling kink, secrets, character study
Summary: Something is happening and Narcissa will use her wiles to get the information from Lucius. (Set in my You Do It For Me universe).
Just Be Cool zero/📓📓📓
Overview: Scorpius & Draco, Draco/Hermione, M, complete, 7k, 1 ch, POV Scorpius
Tags: Time travel, banter, wingmanning for your father, pining Draco, jealous Draco, fluff and humor
Summary: Seventeen-year-old Scorpius Granger-Malfoy steals a Time Turner and accidentally goes back twenty years.
A Gentle Haunting zero/📓📓📓
Overview: Ginny & Diary Tom Riddle, T, complete, 9k, 1 ch, POV Ginny
Tags: Hogwarts Second Year, lonely Ginny, manipulative Tom, psychological trauma, character study
Summary: A retelling of Ginny’s possession by Tom Riddle’s diary
AU - Muggle Universe
An Exception 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 11k, 4 ch, POV Draco
Tags: age gap (20s-40s), DILF / single parent Draco, babysitter Hermione, caught masturbating, daddy kink
Summary: Draco accidentally sees his daughter’s babysitter on his baby monitor app
Take Him Down A Peg 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 4k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: step-siblings, sharing a room, degradation, Draco in satin knickers, pegging
Summary: After hours stuck in the car with her infuriating, cocky step-brother, the last thing Hermione wants is to be stuck in a hotel room with him. But in the end, she finds a way to take him down a peg.
Golden Hour 🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 9.5k, 3 ch, alternating POV
Tags: Post-uni in Paris, nude modeling, sexual tension, lust, flirting, coffee date, smut
Summary: Draco shows up to nude model for a figure drawing class to find that his co-model is Hermione.
Work It Out 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Hermione, E, complete, 11k, 1 ch, POV Hermione
Tags: Gym Bro Draco, semi-public sex, sauna sex, "try not to come"
Summary: Hermione finds a very compelling reason to join a gym. (This is part 1 of my Try Not To Come series.)
A Fair Trade 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
Overview: Draco/Tom Riddle, E, complete, 5.5k, 1 ch, POV Draco
Tags: manipulative Tom, lawyer Draco, age gap, dub-con, horny Draco
Summary: Draco is determined to do whatever to do whatever it takes to sign Tom Riddle as a client to his family's law firm.
Drabbles
Drabbles 🌶️/📓 to 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️/📓
This is my ongoing work that collects any drabbles, fragments, or one-shots too short to warrant a dedicated work. Constant wip.
Pairing are listed in the chapter titles with tags, ratings, and overview within each chapter or in the index.
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My thoughts on the Red, White, & Royal Blue movie (as someone who has read the book four times)
I was so excited when I heard that this book was being adapted into a film. As time went on, my anticipation continued to grow. When the casting announcement came out I was elated, and then trepidatious, but I kept my hopes high. I think it is important to remember that, above all else, this film is a rom-com. With that said, my thoughts:
(*Spoilers Ahead*)
1. Alex and Henry
Let's start with the biggest element here, the stars. When I saw the casting announcement my first thought was "wow I can't believe my favorite characters are going to be on-screen". My second was, "aren't they a little old to be playing Alex and Henry". I kept this thought until I watched it and I have to say they make total sense in the context of the film. Aging them up was a great decision in my mind, it made me feel like the characters were at a point in their life where their romance wasn't a fling before growing up, but a conscious decision to have their established lives intertwine. In the book, McQuistion has 400 pages to let us see into the minds of these characters, which doesn't translate well on screen. I also think having a fun queer rom-com for people in their mid-20s is rare.
2. June not being in the film
I missed the "White House Trio" immensely but I think that if June had been in the film she would have been lost. Everything I loved about her wouldn't have made the final cut, I saw this even with Nora and Pez. However, this meant that the found family trope was not included and that was my favorite part of the book.
3. The Richards Campaign
I was disappointed that the Richards campaign and Senator Luna weren't the crux of the third act, I think that made the book so riveting and added a layer of political intrigue to Alex's side. Henry is seen as the one who would face any backlash but the Richards scandal showed that American politics can be just as messy and controlling. The film didn't show this and instead, it is implied that Alex's former hookup leaked the emails. I hated this, but I understand that they couldn't include the original antagonist. I also think this sends the message that a queer person's greatest enemy is their own community or even themselves. At the end of the day, Alex was outed by a jealous ex and Henry was shown that he was the only one preventing himself from living the life he wanted. He didn't have to give the monarchy an ultimatum backed up by his mother and family, he just chose to not listen.
4. Princess Bea
I wish so badly they would have included or even alluded to Bea's substance abuse. Learning that made me sympathize with her character and love how she was there for Henry. In the film, I feel like she is ambivalent about the control the monarchy has. She is very caring of Henry but I feel that not including how her life has been shaped by rigidity made her lack the depth she had in the book.
5. The Karaoke Scene
My favorite scene in the book is the karaoke scene, which was changed in the film. The karaoke scene is the first time we see the prince fully let loose and be himself. It's a scene where Henry allows himself to be flamboyant and unrestricted and that didn't happen in the movie. Instead, it was in a podunk country bar in Texas. I think the scene could have had the same vibe as the book at least. The characters were in Austin, they could have at least gone to a gay bar. I found the lack of silk kimonos devastating.
+1 Things that I wish made it to the film
Ellen's powerpoint
Alex outside the palace before the love confession
Henry talking about having to join the army
The vase!!!!!
Hall & Oates
Henry playing Your Song
Cornetto scene (which I KNOW they filmed)
Prince Henry's sass (+Nora introducing him to Drag Race)
"I'm taking a picture of a national gay landmark... and also a statue"
Henry's philanthropy and refusal to use royal funds
Final thoughts
I have seen the film twice fully through now and I have rewatched some of my favorite clips, overall I love the film. I think I, as well as any hardcore fans of the book, would have loved to see more. I've seen a lot of people say they wish this would have been made into a series, but I think that would never work. Don't get me wrong I would love it and watch it endlessly, but that isn't what this book was about. At the end of the day, the book is about the Prince of England and the First son falling in love, and that is what made it into the movie. Do I think it deserves an Oscar, no, but I also have seen The Proposal over fifty times and I don't think that's a groundbreaking film either. This is a very well-done rom-com that I will rewatch when I want to feel happy and wholesome. And when I want to see political betrayal, silk kimonos, developing friendships, and vulnerable conversations over ice cream, I will reread the book, the same way I have been for the past three years.
#rwrb movie#rwrb spoilers#rwrb book#red white and royal blue#alex claremont diaz#henry fox mountchristen windsor#taylor zakhar perez#nicholas galitzine#firstprince#my post#booklr
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it is a Saturday and I am high on caffeine and sunlight - time to make a miscellaneous "comics I love" list! (Note: I'm grouping by layout, not country of origin)
Manga:
Aharen-san wa harakenai (Aharen-san is unfathomable): gag-comedy about a very stoic school girl and the equally stoic classmate who wildly misinterprets what she does. (Very sweet, absurd humor, a bit of romance, you will learn so much trivia)
Angel Densetsu (Legend of an Angel): gag-comedy with some martial arts tropes. A guy with the face of a thug and the heart of a saint stumbles into many a misunderstanding (and gains a few true companions along the way) - Bonus: you get to see the artist grow as the series goes on
Kouishou Radio (After effects Radio) - a collection of horror vignettes around a "God of Hair" which start coming together slowly to a very "oooh Fuck" effect.
Seihantai Kimi wa Boku (You and I are polar opposites) - very sweet and funny, cozy rom-com slice of live. A gyaru and a stoic loner fall in mutual love and navigate this first relationship together, helped by their friend group.
Radiant - action-fantasy. Imagine One Piece with witches, an inquisition, curses and it taking place in the sky. The MC is a lil shit for 1 1/2 volumes but my god if you like shounen-style fantasy-action, you're in for a treat.
Webtoons:
Cursed Princess Club - fantasy-romance-dramedy. "you're ugly" having her heart broken by these words, the sweet but not traditionally attractive youngest princess of the pastel kingdom runs into the forest and stumbles upon a club full of cursed princess. Deals with finding self-love in many, many forms. It is also "send screenshots to friends"-HILARIOUS.
The Dummy's Dummy - urban fantasy with horror elements. A monster of the week style story with a psychic girl and the monster-fighting marionette at her side. Has a lovely goth vibe.
... oh no the caffeine has ran out, so I'll add a few shorter entries:
Webcomics:
Fairmeadow (fairmeadowcomic.com): ex-soldier Orc meets pacifist commune. Hilarity(?) ensues. If you like dissecting interpersonal conflicts and gorgeous nature drawings, you will have a field day (hah).
Tiger, tiger (tigertigercomic.com): seafaring adventures with eldritch monsters, some romance and a great cast of characters (absolute nerd for sea sponges, a pirate with very healthy self-esteem, a mustachioed himbo and an anxious boye who does not deserve any of this)
Other comics:
Beautiful Darkness - hey, wanna remember how fucked-up yet whimsical childhood was?? NO??? well too bad, get shrinked to 2 cm size and try not to die in the wilderness.
Une semaine the bonté - surrealist collage work. Makes no sense and I love it. It feels like someone is pouring melting butter over my brain.
Hitman (DC) - vampires, superman, family drama back in ireland, zombie seals, demons and a surprisingly hard-hitting (and surprisingly funny) comic series. Gritty, grimy, tasteless in its humor... and very unapologetically so. Very of its time, but also very entertaining and varied.
#comics#angel densetsu#radiant#beautiful darkness#hitman#fairmeadow#tiger tiger#the dummy's dummy#aharen-san wa harakenai#ptsd radio#you and i are polar opposites#cursed princess club#une semaine the bonté
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🦇 Perfect on Paper Book Review 🦇
❓ #QOTD What's the best advice you've ever received or given? ❓
🦇 High school junior Darcy Phillips has a secret identity as the relationship advice expert behind Locker 89. Leave a letter along with $10 and she'll provide the perfect solution to your relationship woes. So far, she hasn't been caught...that is, until Alexander Brougham catches her collecting letters. He'll keep her secret...if she can fix his relationship post-break-up, that is. Can Darcy help Brougham win his girlfriend back (without strangling the entitled, rich, yummy-Australian-accent-slinging swimmer) in the process?
💜 Perfect on Paper was nominated for a Goodreads Choice Award (Best Young Adult Fiction - 2021) and it's no wonder. This was the exact book bisexual baby me needed a decade ago. Though I've read a multitude of books featuring bisexual FMCs, Sophie Gonzales is the first to capture the authenticity of internalized biphobia. I'll admit I was sheltered enough that it took me a while to realize bi was even an option for me. Bisexual erasure didn't help; once I self-identified, I was given the oh-so-cliche, "that's not real," and "it's just a phase." Bitch, I'm a moon goddess; I'm in a new phase every day of my life. ANYWAY. Darcy is authentic in her concern that a crush over a guy invalidates her bi-ness. The Queer & Questioning Club scene where Darcy's community validates her was everything (and truly got me misty-eyed).
💜 The advice column aspect of the story was brilliant. Darcy's letters are written in a tone that's patient and empathetic yet informative and encouraging. She'd obviously done her research and it shows, but you see her mentally unravel the moment there's personal bias and it's BEAUTIFUL. Darcy isn't perfect. She's a high schooler, still figuring herself out. Yes, she's flawed, but she's also self-aware, willing to grow and change and take her own advice (or the advice she gets from her AMAZING trans big sister, who I adored).
💜 While this is a queer YA romance, there are so many layers beyond that. There's a mixed bag of diversity and personal trauma (and with that, potential for growth) to explore.
💙 The story DID take a minute to pick up speed, so the beginning left me waiting for a catalyst for momentum. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I'm no a fan of the miscommunication trope. HOWEVER, it does fit here, and proves how easily a tiny moment of misunderstanding can completely alter the course of a friendship. I did have to put the book down at one point, when Darcy's best friend outs her (I was super frustrated on Darcy's behalf because that betrayal was intense). I was disappointed that no one stepped forward and THANKED Darcy for her advice when she was getting attacked as the person behind Locker 89. People were upset BEFORE their letters were taken, but no one thanked Darcy until LONG after the situation cooled. Given Darcy's self-proclaimed success rate (was there a mention of HOW she knew she was successful, beyond the lack of refunds?), I expected a lot more praise for her abilities beyond one person.
🦇 Recommended to fans of Leah on the Offbeat and Imogen, Obviously, with a hint of To All the Boys I've Loved Before and Netflix's Sex Education.
✨ The Vibes ✨
💌 Bisexual FMC (w/ Internalized Biphobia)
💌 Queer Young Adult Rom-Com
💌 Lots of Rep
💌 Hate-to-Love
💌 Friends to Lovers
💌 POC Sapphic Side Ship
💬 Quotes
❝ "Do you think there’s a chance that [...] you’re intellectualizing things so you don’t have to, you know, feel them?" ❞
❝ I was sitting in the space between a sound and its echo. Brougham had asked a question, and I had to answer it. It was that, or keep dreaming about love, and working toward helping others find it, while never letting myself risk it. ❞
❝ In some ways, we mirrored each other. We shared cracks in complementary places. ❞
❝ Bi people are part of the queer community, and their identity does not change depending on who, if anyone, they happen to have feelings for or date at any given moment. ❞
#books#reading#black cat#cats and books#queer books#queer book review#queer fiction#queer romance#queer#bisexual visibility#bisexual pride#bisexuality#book reviews#book review#batty about books#battyaboutbooks#book: perfect on paper#author: sophie gonzales#cats reading#cats
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character interview. ˎˊ˗
basics.
name: valentine "allie" hope fleur.
nicname/s: allie, al, als, allie cat, allie pie, allie belly, tiny, teeny, little flower, little fairy, little cupid, little dove, dove, little fae, little wing, angel, angel dust, angelfish, doe eyes, starfish, sunshine barbie, mouse, birdie, sweetheart, darling flower, princess, sunflower, fairy baby, ladybug, chickadee, lotus, cupcake, lamb, tinkerbell, pocket fairy, pretty girl. (yes these are all rp ones and real i made a list of them like 2 years ago)
age: 18 - 22.
species: half-fae / half-human.
personal.
morality: lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true
religion: whatever the fae got goin on.
sins: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath
virtues: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice
known languages: english, minimal fae.
secrets: she really isn't a person with any secrets, and is a very open book besides keeping her full name close to her. she's kind of scared to talk about her trauma in fear of bothering people. at least, she doesn't talk about the trauma that she knows is trauma. she's very frequently dropping concerning information about her childhood without thinking of it.
physical.
build: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average
height: 4′11″
scars / birthmarks: two scars down her back, in line and along her shoulder blades, where wings should be, though she's very insecure about them and she covers them with magic treatment that puts a glamour over them to hide them. she also gets little scabs and bruises a lot because of her clumsiness and frequent time spent in the woods among sharp branches and thick roots. / she has one on her left hip that she swears looks like a heart. (it does not actually look like a heart but you will break her heart if you tell her that, she’s very proud of it.)
abilities / powers: magic affinity, being able to detect magic without meaning to, affinity for nature, communicating with plants and animals, somewhat unconscious allure, especially to humans (ex: she's harder to refuse, normally very easy to be drawn to in a crowd, unnaturally charming), she has somewhat of a temperature resistance, or at least she has one on feeling alone. (meaning, her body may suffer from the effects of the temperature and her not realize it) she also has a high alcohol tolerance and strong immune system (both due to fae blood as well as her experiences) for human alcohol and human diseases.
restrictions: iron and silver, though she really tries to stray from metal of any kind. iron and silver, specifically, poison her and her skin, making her feel ill and burning her. her senses are heightened and more sensitive than the average human, and while that alone isn't a weakness, allie finds that harsh smells and sounds bother her to a point of almost pain. meat also makes her ill.
favorites.
i'll let you know right now this was a flop. there are hardly any favorites just vibes, she so rarely has favorites.
food: she kinda just loves food and trying new things, there aren't really any flavors that she doesn't like, besides she just doesn't eat meat and actually doesn't enjoy any substitutes that claim to taste like meat. no favorites here i think but she loves fruits and sweets always and forever.
drink: sweet and fruity things <3 again <3.
pizza topping: i don't think she really has favorites for this but she doesn't eat meat, otherwise she likes everything.
color: she loves pastels, and pinks and greens and yellows and oranges and greens and purples and blues. she does not care for red, black or dark colors.
music genre: she enjoys pop n dream-pop but she'll listen to anything. very much a top 40 girlie by default just because it's what is always on.
book genre: she's not a book girlie 😔
movie genre: rom-com's/chick flicks primarily i imagine, she just loves fun movies. not a big fan of horror movies but she's never Opposed to anything. you will just need to hold her hand.
curse word: she really doesn't swear. she doesn't even like,, fake swear.
scents: flowers......
fun stuff.
songs: matilda + harry styles, you're on your own, kid + taylor swift, wildest dreams + taylor swift, cry baby + melanie martinez, all you wanna do + SIX, aimee atkinson, 13 beaches + lana del rey, sober + p!nk, nonsense + sabrina carpenter, because i liked a boy + sabrina carpenter, hey blondie + dominic fike, what was i made for? + billie eilish, earthangel + the penguins, moonlight + kali uchis
aesthetic: dainty jewelry, friendship bracelets, dancing in the rain, parties, loose curls, hair ribbons, cuddling with your friends, sundresses, kicked off shoes, meadows filled with flowers, fun patterned rolling papers, playful love, barefoot in the grass, colorfully painted fingernails, glitter everywhere, baked goods, forest floors covered in blossoms, intense feelings said casually, holding hands, petting wild animals and cradling them like babies, talking and singing to your plants, lots and lots of kisses, sparkly lipgloss.
sings in the shower: absolutely!
likes puns: yes! she thinks they are so fun and clever and will always laugh.
tagged by; stolen <3 from nearly an actual year ago <3
tagging; you, steal this and say i tagged you!
#the entire song section is just white women music i don't wanna talk abt it#𖥸 ₊ * “ about ” … i take on the colors of the flowers‚ the bloom‚ the delicacy. it becomes me.#𖥸 ₊ * “ headcannons ” … all spring i brushed the confessions out of my hair.
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hello milgram community i dont post here i just look through posts but ive been having thoughts about kirisaki shidou and his lovely wife and i need to let the thoughts out because they are very sweet .
ANYWAY welcome to my au thats pure comfort and wholesomeness because i cant deal with any more sadness. is it going to be a slightly cliché flower shop au ? yeah. is that about to stop me? no!
also this may not be an original idea but i dont care!! 💥💥
shidou kirisaki opens a flower shop ( hes a florist ) ( NOT self projecting or anything on this ) and a starting artist ( mrs kirisaki ) sort of falls in love with him because hes really pretty and she needs inspiration okay... so she begins to draw him.....
shidou being a florist is literally just taken from the fact that throwdown has a lot of flowers. mrs kirisaki being an artist just. i dunno. she gives me vibes okay!! its just a thought. also shidou canonically SUCKS at anything artsy so its cute. shes an artist meanwhile her boyfriend cant even draw a circle properly. idk
he would just be in absolute awe over anything that she draws. because he cant draw and she can and thats cool to him so hes just very :oo over ANYTHING. her 1# fan and supporter
anyway she begins to visit his flower shop a lot (because she thinks hes pretty) (he also thinks that shes pretty) and they talk a bunch and yk fall in love. he notices her drawing of him and hes like
'wow this drawing looks like me a little! :)'
'oh wow it sure does! what a coincidence!' (its literally him)
i dont know okay i just think that they are really cute and im tired of the angsty content. i dont care that this is cliché and maybe a little out of character. its sweet. let them be happy.!!
also shidou begins to give her flowers a lot and he always picks one that have a nice meaning in flower language.
im thinking that theyre both like in their early 20s in this au <33 and that is pretty much all i have for now. i just really like them okay its nothing too big... they make me cry i wanna see them in the plot of a cheesy rom-com... a girl can dream...
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January Posting Meme
January 2 - What was the first vid you made? What drew you to vid it, do you still follow the fandom, etc. -@colls
Happy birthday colls!
Vid nostalgia time, thank you for this prompt.
My very first vid - Ameno - 2007. Stargate Atlantis.
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I made my first vid in 2007 with iMovie. Stargate Atlantis, an ensemble vid about the Ancients. It’s titled “Ameno” by eRa and has chanty vocals that made me think of the Ancients/Lanteans in the Pegasus Galaxy. We were about… what 3 seasons into SGA at that time? Stargate SG-1 was my first internet fandom and SGA fandom in its heyday was certainly an Experience so I was in deep. I voraciously read all the fic back then, participated in the communities, wrote some crossover SGA/SG1 fic here and there. So once I started playing around with iMovie and got an external hard drive it seemed pretty natural for me to try and make a Stargate Atlantis vid.
Several years prior I remember my friend thelinz had sent me a bunch of SG-1 fanvids on CD-ROM that I became obsessed with. I knew I wanted to make Stargate vids.
Of course I just had to go and use a song without discernible lyrics and try to tell a story about the Ancients/Lanteans. A people who were almost always featured subtextually and mostly as their tech being a macguffin of sorts for the protagonists to deal with. In my head a Narrative made a lot more sense while I was making it but I was still left rather unsatisfied by the end. But I am very proud of it—especially as a first vid. It’s very interesting to see how my eye for kinetic movement works with the musicality of the song as my first vid. And how I refined that over the years.
As for still following the fandom? It’s in my bones, it’s always there. So many of my fandom friends and I started there. Sometimes I go back and reread old SGA flashfic entries.
I do follow a few Stargate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis tags on tumblr which has been an interesting time observing that. Mostly on account of folks remarking on Jack and Daniel’s ages (they are too Old). Or how some people have said that Rodney McKay would have Done Numbers on tumblr if the show was airing now and that people should really watch SGA for him. Which just is, you know. Makes me want to pull out that Aslan meme “I was there” old magics etc, since Rodney McKay Was Everywhere, fanon ran with wild abandon and then some while others did slow laps in their own slash and rare-pair niches. But this is part of growing older in fandom, you were there for that history (and all the various wank, which is what it was called and not Discourse).
Anyway. I was never quite satisfied with Ameno. But I went on to make dozen more vids after it with iMovie until I got a Final Cut Edit license. And I came across a song during a summer job and realized the vibe+lyrics…that song was the Ancient Vid I was trying to make the first time around but didn’t manage. And listening to the song I realized I didn’t have the vidding skills yet to pull it together. Very overwhelmed by the idea. I spent 5 years listening and mentally putting it together in my head while casually rewatching here and there. Which is how I managed to make High Voltage - one of the vids I’m most proud of for narrative, structural and thematic reasons.
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High Voltage which someone actually made a Fanlore entry about it!
High Voltage which was selected at Vividcon 2011 for In Depth Vid Review where people spent a good chunk of time discussing it in an in-person group setting. Folks who had never seen Stargate Atlantis or SG-1 or Stargate Universe even said they were very impressed and intrigued with the vid because it looked like nothing they’ve ever seen from Stargate vids before. And those who knew the shows inside and out, who knew the fic, who had meta discussions about it every week, everyone there when another surface-level, shoddily executed storyline rolled out. They saw my vid, too, they saw it and got it. It was really, really incredible experience to get that kind of feedback and realize that so many picked up what I was laying down.
Beatrice Otter wrote a lovely fancake rec for it in 2022 — 11 years after it premiered! A rec I have screencapped and saved in my happy folder to look at when I’m feeling down.
I elaborated a little more about my vidding process and reception of the vid on tumblr
So Ameno is my very first vid that I was VERY proud of but still wanted to go and “do over”/“do again” because it didn’t feel quite right. That foundation and growth lead to High Voltage. :)
I highly recommend anyone who wants to make a fix-it to an old fanwork of theirs to do go ahead and do it and see how it feels. You never know where it might lead.
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CARYLL SPOTTED! Gimme more!!! 👁️👁️
Please 🥺 I am curious if you have some ideas
I didn't think much of Caryll? BUT
I headcanon that he was ill from birth. He received many diseases through genes - defects of blood vessels, stomach aches, eyes... In truth, his family, roughly speaking, “buried” him - the boy was not adapted to life and faded away every day. One day he couldn't even feel his legs, what tied him to a chair, and his eyes could no longer discern anything.
My sketch of his young version, maybe even before Byrgenwerth or during studying:
(In fact I am worried that all faces I draw are similar...? I think I need to draw everyone to solve this problem... Good luck lol)
(also I thought that Caryll could have Eastern roots? I mean like Yamamura. I even drew the asian version of him but it wasn't Caryll anymore, so I neglected it...)
In Byrgenwerth, he volunteered to be the one to test the effects of the Blood... The result was stunning! Not only were almost all of his ailments healed (but in fact they still were with him just took on a weaker form. However, he could live a normal life), it was as if he had received a second chance - he was able to get up from his chair again.
After the transfusion, he began to slowly go crazy - I think he was the first one who began to see More than the others, and while his classmates were studying the catacombs with Willem, he suffered from the onset of paranoia, because everything seemed to him false, not the same as earlier. To not to suffer, he delved into the study of the secrets of the Great Ones with the others, and discovered that many of his “nightmares” can be found in frescoes created hundreds of years ago! Caryll dug deeper into this and thus realized that he could understand the ancient civilization as if he had lived there himself! With this came the understanding of Runes.
I explain all this by the fact that the Great Ones are not at all hostile, and have special sympathy for the “outsiders” of society, and they simply felt sorry for them, that's why Caryll could feel them!
About relationships with others:
Rom. I would say that he was in love with her, but rather like an artist with his model - he admired her, but would never have dared to offer these feelings. (Or he just didn't want to! Maybe he is ace?)
Micolash. Micolash was interested in Caryll and very much, but it wasn't mutually xD (Caryll thought of him as of "unusual" kind of human, but would never show it, so Micolash would be even more interested lol). Micolash even showed his best qualities in communication to become good friends with him, especially when he began to have see dreams about Great Ones (Micolash x Caryll has potential :^))
Willem. Master always believed in him. I must say that I don't like Willem, but he showed his humanity then by accepting Caryll as a son and supporting him when he was ready to give up his life because of physical pain he felt. So Willem took care of him even before Caryll got some Insight
Laurence. Laurence most likely would have wanted to get him to his side in the times of the Healing Church, but Caryll was far from religion and officialdom. However, he provided his assistance to the hunters because he wanted to help. (Laurence wasn't nice with him during Burgerking era, If Rom tried to remain calm, listening his insults, Caryll didn't care at all xd)
In general Caryll has easy-going character, with quirks, but fine! He also had an excellent relationship with Damian (Who didn't? lol A few student maybe), who later convinced him to join the School of Mensis.
Caryl is the kind of person who will accept all the mockery and ridicule from you (no one can prove to me that Byrgenwerth did not have a toxic atmosphere! People from different social classes and with opposite ideologies gathered there, leading a constant competition! Of course, there was inner hierarchy and humiliation, and in general the vibe of an English private school to the fullest! You can say, " but Byrgenwerth is a college, not a high school, they were all already adult,” but I will say that all this crap happens in any society, even the smallest! People don’t change, they just acquire a little more traits or change their qualities in one direction or another
Caryll was a quiet boy who seemed to be a good student, but everyone was afraid of him, because he was a local weirdo. He was completely insensitive to people because of being a misanthrope! But if he likes you, you can know that he will not leave you in trouble (but he will come to the rescue only if it is really needed, and in other situations he will watch you get out on your own).
Caryll is also one of those people who absolutely does not age in appearance! So by the time Micolash acquired age-related wrinkles, and Damian started turning into a raisin, Caryll still looked like a young man, albeit battered by life!
Oh oh and also headcanon - he is the one who tells scary stories! (He likes expression of unescapable fear on his friend's faces)
OH and also he could be a wonderful artist! But.. All the portraits he ever created, Caryll burned down, because they reminded him of time when he wasn't able to stand on his legs (he was drawing because he could do nothing else those times)
Thank you @fantomette22 after your ask I added him to my vision of lore officially!
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