#their bond as brothers is so beautiful and wholesome!!
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This scene lives in my head rent free
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#*squeals*#AHH I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT!!!!#their bond as brothers is so beautiful and wholesome!!#gosh I love me some sibling moments!#Mario movie#mario movie spoilers#super mario movie#Youtube
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https://youtu.be/TfgxEtaW8J4
I saw the post talking about the bros still inside their mother's belly and touching each other's cheeks, then I remembered this video
Imagine if when they were born they had realized this and just continued to hug like in this video 🥺😭
Oh I've seen this video before! It's so precious. Stuff like this just warms my heart 💗
That baby that kept gripping their twin and refused to let go? Definitely makes me think of Mario 😄
#I think the twins in the video are identical#but still applies to the Bros regardless!#I just.......#just so much wholesomeness just thinking of them creating their bond from such a young age#it's a beautiful part of REAL LIFE#super mario#mario#luigi#mario and luigi#the super mario bros movie#super mario movie#mario movie#brothers#baby mario#baby luigi#brotherly love#brotherly bond#together since the beginning....#multicolour ink answers#pancakes gih
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My Mate
Neteyam X Female!Na’Vi Reader
Word Count: 7.95K
Summary: Neteyam is in love with you and makes sure that everyone else who was trying to claim you knows that you are now his bonded mate.
Warnings: Harassment (not from our boy Teyam tho), angst, SMUT!! (Minors please do not engage.), swearing, nasty, filthy and graphic (consensual) smut, jealous neteyam, wholesome neteyam, downright FILTHY neteytam, dirty talk, praise kink, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), foreplay, slight manhandling, unprotected sex, cream pie, not sure if I’m missing anything else
Author’s Note: hello!! it’s finally here hehehe, pls lmk your thoughts - hope you all enjoy <3
“So,” Jake began as his eldest son and daughter sat across from him and Neytiri in their family’s tent. “Your mother and I have realised that you are both at an age where you may want to start considering others in the clan who might be suited as your life partners.”
Eyes widening, the siblings turned to each other in a panic. Were their parents really about to give them both this talk right now? The older Sully siblings were both in their early twenties and had already dealt with these types of conversations in their teens. They assumed that their parents weren’t going to pressure or bring it up to them after the first time a few years ago.
However, Jake and Neytiri were hyperaware of their daughter’s interest in the human boy, Spider, wanting to encourage her gaze away from him and towards a Na’Vi mate. Although, this was more Neytiri’s motive rather than Jake’s. Jake had been human too after all, but he knew it wouldn’t be possible unless Spider suddenly had his own Avatar.
Along with this, the mated couple were also aware of their son’s interest in you, Y/N, whom which Neytiri had noticed had begun to gain attention from other potential mates within the clan.
The mated couple admired you and your strong heart. Your hunting skills, attentiveness, kindness and the respect you held amongst the people. And your skills which abled you to provide and work within the clan’s community.
If Neteyam was as in love with Y/N as he appeared to be, he would need to make the bond and mate with her for life and soon. Neytiri and Jake wanted their son to be happy and become the best version of himself which you brought out in him. They wanted him to experience the love and passion that they had found with each other years ago.
A small smile graced Neytiri’s face and she swelled with pride as she spoke. “It has been few years now since you have both earned your place amongst the people… we would like for you both to choose your mates before this year’s end.”
With a roll of her eyes, Kiri let out a huff and stood up. “Yeah, I’m not ready for that.”
She reached over lightly slapping her hands on her older brother’s shoulders, “but he is - so I’ll be leaving now.” Grinning whilst turning to exit the Sully family’s hut, Kiri was caught in her stride as her mother squinted her eyes at her daughter.
“We’ll talk about this later.” Her distaste for the human boy, which she knew was on her daughter’s mind, only grew. She glared at her daughter and Kiri coward slightly at the fury behind her eyes before slipping out of the entrance to the hut.
Neteyam gaped at his sister leaving him to fend for himself but honestly, expected nothing less. Kiri had always been the one out of the pair to have the more rebellious attitude whereas Neteyam still and always would try to remain the well behaved and respectful eldest child.
“Neteyam ma‘itan (my son),” the corners of Neytiri’s lips turned up before turning to her mate. “We know that you have a very brave, strong hearted, skilled and beautiful woman in your life who will become a perfect mate to you if you wish it.”
He instantly thought of you. Was it that obvious? He supposes that he did bring you up in conversation often when you weren’t around because thoughts of you consistently flooded his mind and if he wasn’t with his family or on duties within Omatikaya, he would be with you and his whereabouts would be no mystery to anyone wondering where he was.
Jake nodded, smiling as he looked at his son. “We approve of her. She would make a fine Tsahìk after your mother when your time comes to take my place and become the next Olo’eyktan.”
With his eyes softening; face breaking out into a smile, his heart felt full and thrilled at his parents blessing. “Thank you, sir.” He bowed his head towards his parents, lifting his fingers up to his forehead before moving them back down and looking back up to them. “Thank you, sa’nu (mum).”
There was nobody else he wanted more than you.
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You were minding your own business, weaving fabrics between your loom in attempt to craft Tuktirey a new chest covering as she constantly complimented your own which were woven with the most beautiful purple beads on them and had asked you to make one for her too. You were sitting with your back against the large bark trunk of kelutral (hometree) when an obnoxious hoot entered your ears and caused them twitch in exasperation.
You were only trying to keep yourself occupied whilst you were waiting for Neteyam to return from a meeting with his parents.
Footsteps soon followed the noises and ne of the young Omatikaya warriors was stalking his way over to you, like a predator following its prey, with a smirk on his face and a couple other young hunters in the clan following close behind.
“Hello, Y/N” one of them purred.
Nodding your head in acknowledgement, you maintained your focus on the fabrics in your hands. “Ka’ani.”
“Are you occupied this evening? Because I was thinking we could maybe take a trip to Vitrautral (Tree of Souls).” Ka’ani began as he crouched down next to your now irritated form, “consummate the beginning of our new life together?”
Your forehead creased as you looked at him, lips parting to speak until you were cut off by another warrior.
Takuk ran a hand through his braids before elbowing Ka’ani out of the way. “If you’re not interested in this skxawng then I’d be more than happy to show you what a real mate can be like. I can offer you so much more and provide for you in ways that nobody else could.”
A scoff escaped your lips. Didn’t they know that you were so clearly and obviously interested in another? Surely, the entire clan has picked up on your and Neteyam’s more-than-platonic friendship by now.
“Don’t be like that sevin ‘eve (pretty girl),” Ka’ani eyes lit up as you stood up, unintentionally showing off your figure to the small group as annoyance continued to bubble within you making your tail whip through the air in agitation. “We just want you to know that if you’re not mated soon, then one of us will claim you for ourselves.”
You sighed, irritation prominent in your voice. “I’m not interested in any of you. Now, if you’ll excuse me.” You attempted to leave but one of the young warriors’ hands harshly grabbed your wrist causing you to yelp in surprise.
Unbeknownst to you, the only man you were in fact interested in was watching this scene unfold with anger running through his veins. After his conversation with his parents just now, he wanted to seek you out and confess his feelings and desires to you knowing that they weren’t unrequited. There had always been an unspoken connection between you both which had only flourished and bloomed into something romantic over the years since you had first met in your childhood years.
You both knew that you wanted each other, much like the entire Omatikaya Clan knew too. Therefore, it was just a matter of time before you and Netayam made the decision to mate and bond for life.
At the feeling of the harsh grip around your wrist, you hissed baring your fangs and tried to back away. “Let go.”
“Come on tute asevin (pretty woman), do not be like that. Just choose one of us to make you feel good and treat you well.”
“I’m not interested,” you seethed. “You would only treat me a small mere fraction as good as another will!”
Neteyam had always treated you with such kindness and consideration and affection… but now you couldn’t help but actually begin to think why you and Neteyam haven’t officially mated yet. Many of your peers in the clan had began mating a couple years ago and there was only around under half your age group left unmated now. Ka’ani, Takuk and their friends being some of the latter.
Takuk snarled with a crooked smile, bringing his face close to yours, his eyes filled with greed and hunger. “Oh really? Then why are you still left unmated?”
“I could ask the same for you!” You retorted, anger flaring up.
He only snarled, ignoring your comment. “You really think the son of Toruk Makto, the future Olo’eyktan, would want to be mated with you? He knows you’re not woth it. You’re just a filthy-”
A flash of hurt crossed your features and before Takuk could continue, a deep familiar voice broke in. “Did you not here what she said? She’s not interested in you fucking skxawngs, so leave her alone!”
Relief flooded your system as Neteyam towered over the group with his jaw clenched and fists curled up. Pure rage was evident on his expression until he looked at you and his features softened to show concern as his large green eyes flickered between your face and wrist which was now free. You gently rubbed your blue skin, a slight burn lingering where the grasp of the Na’Vi warriors’ hand was.
“Whatever… have her.” The group sneered and backed away mumbling amongst themselves, leaving you and Neteyam alone as they cleared off into the distance.
A sigh escaped Neteyam’s lips as he stepped closer to you, wrapping his arms around you. Leaning into his large frame and warmth with your cheek pressed against his chest and hands on his back, you choked back a sob. “Thank you ‘Teyam.”
“I’m sorry that happened, my love. Are you okay?”
You sniffled before voicing the one thing that Takuk had said which was now stuck to the front of your mind. “No…” Why hadn’t Neteyam mated with you yet? Looking up at him with sad glossy eyes, you frowned. “Why haven’t we?”
“Why haven’t we, what?” Confusion and disquietude were laced in Neteyam’s voice and shone through his facial expression.
“Why haven’t we mated yet?” You pulled away from him, the lack of warmth and comfort causing you to shiver. Neteyam’s own body ached at the loss of contact. Your eyes reflected a sense of pain which made Neteyam’s heart ache.
“What? Y/N, I-” he began but struggled to find the right words to finish. And the silence was loud. Almost deafening to you.
Stepping back, you gave him a look of defeat. “It’s okay, I understand. I have to go.” You avoided his gaze before turning your back to him and ran off far into the forest, ignoring his calls of desperation in the distance.
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A constant ache remained in your chest for the rest of the day and a swirl of overthinking clouded your head regarding Neteyam. You loved him so much and thought that he loved you too. But maybe he had someone else on his mind who he wanted to mate with and that’s why you had both never really discussed mating with each other before.
You thought back to all the times his large hands gently held yours during your many late-night walks through the flora and fauna of the forest whilst you both spoke to and confided in each other about the troubles you both felt overwhelmed it. You thought about all the laughs you shared together alongside his siblings and your friends. You thought about the time you had gifted each other matching beaded accessories as a reminder that when you couldn’t physically be together and see each other for a while, that you both always carry a piece of each other with you. You thought about the many times you’d find yourselves gazing into each other’s eyes lovingly, lips almost grazing and near connected.
And you thought about the sweet whispers of affection you both shared as you both laid in each other’s arms, staring up at the stars in your favourite glade. A space that remained secret and scared to the two of you.
Was that not enough of a sign that you both wanted to be mates? Your head hurt from the confusion.
“Enough,” you whined out loud inside the space of your own hut. You couldn’t stay in here all day dwelling and you’d have to see Neteyam again eventually. You should probably talk to him, but you weren’t sure if you were going to like what he had to say.
Stepping out, you walked along the pathway leading to the Clan’s hometree. Still stuck with the thoughts in your head, you failed to notice the middle Sully children approaching you with looks of scepticism.
“Hey Y/N!” Lo’ak grabbed your attention, “you seen our big bro recently?”
Your head snapped up and you bit your lip, fangs nibbling on the skin of them. “Oh. Yes, not since this morning though.”
The pair looked at you with worried expressions. They were obviously of something, and anxiety swarmed your chest. What had Neteyam told them?
Kiri hummed as she placed a gentle hand on your arm, “what happened? Neteyam has been all broody for the past couple hours.”
Pursing your lips you responded, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh come on, Y/N.” Kiri groaned, eyes gliding to the back of her head at your attempt to deflect.
Lo’ak laughed, “we all know you impact that mighty warrior’s moods more than anything else. Don’t act oblivious.”
“He’s your brother. If you’re so worried talk to him, not me.”
Kiri smirked, “we already have. And you’re both complete sxkawngs.”
Your eyes widened. What did Neteyam tell them? A smile made it’s way to your lips but didn’t reach your eyes. “Guys I don’t really think I want to talk about this right now.”
Lo’ak only grinned as he bumped his shoulder into yours teasingly. “You’re right, it’s none of our business. But you’re gonna be our sis soon so it will become our business.”
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The rest of the day passed by in a blur, eclipse was approaching, and soon your whole clan was gathered under kelutral. You sat beside your friends, picking at your food and contemplating your conversation with Kiri and Lo’ak earlier as everyone around you chatted heartily.
What did they mean you’ll be their sister soon? Were they referring to your close relationship with Neteyam? Because now you were having doubts about it.
The ache in your chest festered as your hand made it’s way to fiddle with the beads around your wrist. The beads that matched Neteyam’s.
Your friends looked at you worried, asking if you were okay but you simply brushed them off and stated that everything was fine before excusing yourself.
With your feet carrying you away into the trees, you inhaled the air and felt your surroundings shift. Only the sounds and feelings of the plants within the bioluminescent forest engulfed you and you relaxe, feeling at ease knowing that Eywa was with you.
Unbeknownst to you, Neteyam had seen you leave in the middle of dinner and decided to follow you seeing it as an opportunity to say what he had been desperate to all day. The thought of you avoiding him and being in pain, hurt him. He couldn’t bear to continue with his life knowing that you were hurting because of him.
As he was on his way to follow your steps, he passed by the group of young warriors who were harassing you earlier today and he slowed his movements whilst he heard them speak. They were planning to go to the meadow near Vitrautral after the meal ended. Something within Neteyam’s head sparked within an instant and he suddenly felt a desire. A desire in which he urgently wanted to act on.
The thought of making things right with you, telling you how he really felt and all whilst making it known to any other man within the clan that you were claimed by him was consuming.
Neteyam stealthily picked up his pace and followed you until you ended up at the Tree of Souls. Great Mother… this was absolutely perfect.
At the sound of footsteps behind you, you pivoted on your bare feet only to be face-to-face with Neteyam. His large figure leaned over yours whilst stared at you intently and thousands of thoughts rushed through your head.
“What are you doing here Neteyam?” He frowned slightly at the use of his full name. Usually you’d call him anything else but that.
“I need to talk to you.” He reached out for your hands and engulfed them in his own causing your heart to flutter. “You’re upset with me.”
“I am.” You nodded in confirmation, eyes flickering over him everywhere except his face. A clear sign of nerves.
He exhaled tiredly, green eyes staring into yours. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding, my love. You left so quickly this morning without letting me finish speaking.”
“Mhmm, it didn’t seem like you had much else to say.” You pouted slightly, “they weren’t wrong tho ‘Teyam.”
“Don’t tell me you believed anything those knuckleheads said to you.” He squeezed your hands.
“They had a point,” you glowered. “Why would the next Olo’eyktan want to be with someone like me? I’m not a powerful hunteress or warrior and I’m not the next Tsahìk in training. You need someone by your side who-”
Suddenly, he nestled his head into your neck laughing whilst pulling you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist in the process. “Y/N, I’m gonna stop you right there. You are the someone I need by my side.”
Your heart burst at his confession before you shook your head in denial. “But-”
“There is not but.” He removed his face from the crook of your neck and gazed at you lovingly as you then placed your hands on his broad shoulders. “You underestimate yourself. You are so strong and skilled. Elegant and kind. Intelligent and headstrong. Thoughtful and extremely beautiful. You’re the light on my dark days and comfort me like nothing else can. You ground me and make me feel more alive than I’ve ever been. The forest would not be my home without you in it. You are my best friend and so much more. I want you to continue being more. I want us to continue as mates and I want you to be mine for the rest of our lives. And I am so sorry that I lacked the courage to tell you this sooner… I did not want to pressure you or bring my own burdens of being the Olo’eyktan’s son on to you.”
Tears pricked your eyes at his words, illuminating under the light pink and purple glow of the tree of souls, euphoria was swarming your body as you smiled at him. Neteyam beamed, his gaze briefly moving from your eyes to your lips as he trailed his hands along the skin of your waist.
“I want everyone to know that you are mine and only mine. And I hope that you will want me to be yours too.” By the sincerity across his features, you knew that he was being honest, pouring out his feelings to you and all of your doubts faded away.
“Oh ‘Teyam, my handsome warrior. You have no idea how much I desperately want that. I am sorry I that I did not tell you sooner too. You mean more to me than the Great Mother herself.” Yours hands slowly moved from his shoulders, delicately grazing his collarbones and moving down to his muscular chest feeling his heartbeat under your touch. “Oel ngati kameie (I see you).”
“And oel ngati kameie.” He repeated before closing the gap between you both, softly pressing his lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered shut and your arms moved up to grip his neck.
Everything felt right. So right. Here together. Confirming your love for one another. You deepened the kiss, both of you moving in sync and full of passion as if you were lovers that had been deprived of each other’s familiar touch for years.
His hands trailed down to rub your hips and his fingertips ghosted over the waistband of your loincloth. Your tails finding their way beside you both intertwining as you both shivered lightly at the close, intimate feeling.
Pulling away for air, you smiled at each other. “I can not believe that the most gorgeous Na’Vi on Pandora is mine.”
A giggle escaped your lips and your leaned in to peck his check and whispered into his ear, “And I can’t believe that the most perfect Na’Vi on Pandora is mine.”
Suddenly, Neteyam took you by surprise and scooped you up into his arms. A small squeal left your mouth as he carried you further under the Tree of Souls, brushing between the glowing vines.
He smirked, tongue swiping over his fangs before he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips and gently placed you onto the ground, hovering over your smaller frame.
You wrapped your legs around his slim waist, wanting him closer. He began kissing your neck feverishly causing you to gasp. His breath was hot on your neck and you began to feel arousal start to stir inside you just as much as it was within him.
Seeing you under him, lips slightly parted with soft moans escaping them as he pressed feathery kisses from your neck to your chest made his head spin.
“I want more of you Neteyam,” you whined.
He chuckled lightly, lifting a hand up to your chest as he connected your mouths again in fiery bliss with your tongues moving together delicately. You both basked in the feeling of the softness of the other’s lips.
Neteyam’s hand slowly lifted your chest covering to reveal your tits in all their glory and a purr left his throat. “So pretty.” He pulled the covering off in one swift motion.
A mewl left your mouth as his hand began to massage your breast and you relished in the sensation as his fingers lightly pinched your hardned nipples. By now you could feel the bulge between his legs and your hips wiggled impatiently, craving the contact.
A small whine left your throat as your head fell back, tits bouncing lightly at the action. Neteyam’s touch felt hot on your skin. His mouth made contact with your tits, tongue swirling around one bud and you gasped, hands grabbing his back as his other hand played with the other.
You inhaled sharply at the sweet, wet, sloppy kisses.
He hummed, “you sound so pretty for me.”
“Only for you.”
He growled roughly as you quickly made a decision and pushed him off and onto his back, allowing you to crawl over to him on your knees and place your hands on his thighs.
With Neteyam’s eyes still on you, you leaned down and began pressing kisses along his abs. “Fuck,” he breathed out as you neared his crotch. The fabric of his loincloth constricting him. Your hands reached for his waistband before pulling the fabric off him to reveal his long, hard length and you swallowed at the sight – not expecting it to be this big. His thick, veiny cock sprung upwards with the tip leaking precum and your mouth parted in shock
“Too much?” He chuckled at your expression.
“Maybe,” you giggled lightly as you spat on your hand and it found it’s way to the base of his cock. He moaned at the warmth of your hand around his hard length.
You smirked at the sound before gently pressing a kiss to the tip, earning a sharp intake of breath from the man beneath you as you licked the saltiness of his precum off your lips.
Parting your lips, you leaned back over this length and welcomed the head of his length into your soft, wet mouth. Neteyam shuddered at the feeling and wrapped his hands between your braids. He continued to guide his length into the warmth of your mouth and you opened wider, loosening your jaw.
Soon you began sucking along his length, swirling your tongue around him as he grunted in pleasure.
You started to feel a wetness between your legs and unconsciously rubbed your thighs together, trying to create friction.
With your hand lightly moving along his length, covering the part that your mouth couldn’t, he moaned happily and you increased your pace. Obscene noises were filling the air around you.
A moan left your throat and your mouth vibrated around him, causing him to tug at your hair as his tip hit the back of your throat, legs shakily slightly at the sensation. Breathing through your noise, you continued to suck along his length, letting the tip of his cock slide down your throat every time.
“Oh Great Mother!” He breathed out, tightening his grip around your hair which was bunched into his hands making you whine as he continued, “you are so fucking good for me.”
Humming in response to the praise, you then picked up your pace, encouraging Neteyamt to buck his hips into you with his cockhead repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. He loved how gorgeous you looked with his dick stuffed into your mouth, taking him so well.
Tears began to set on your eye waterline as he kept slamming his thick cock into your mouth, you felt his shaft twitch and you began swirling your tongue around him again knowing he was nearing his end. You wanted to feel his length pulsate before his bittersweet cum filled your mouth for you to swallow down.
Suddenly, Neteyam pulled you off him and you cried out at the loss after enjoying pleasing him so much. He chuckled, releasing your hair and sitting up next to you, pressing a kiss to your swollen and spit covered lips. “No, baby. I want to finish with you.”
“Oh.” Your face heated up as his hands grabbed your waist, pushing you down onto your back again.
“My sweet girl.”
He was quick to thrust his knee up to your clothed core making your squirm and whine in relief at the contact. He pressed his warm, soft lips against yours hungrily and you gladly allowed his tongue entry into your own mouth, letting your lips move in a needy rhythm. Your body was sparking, hands pulling him closer to you as Neteyam deepened the kiss.
Gasping at the unexpected contact of Neteyam’s hands massaging your tits again, his tongue dived deeper into your mouth, working against your own as you began shuddering from the light pinches on your hardened nipples.
He slowly pulled away and his gaze darkened as he looked down at your needy, trembling body. “Looks like I need to take care of my baby, huh?”
Nodding, you slowly grinded yourself against his knee trying to give your throbbing clit the attention it needed. “Please ‘Teyam.”
You needed him. You wanted to feel all of him. You wanted to feel him and only him. You wanted to become one with him.
Neteyam let out a low hum of amusement. The fabric of your loincloth was coated in your arousal, dampening the fabric. “Look how messy you are, my love. You really can’t wait, can you?”
Heat flushed your cheeks and you shook your head, hands leaving him ans moving up to cover your face. You couldn’t help but feel a little bit bashful. “Just want you, ‘Teyam.”
His large hands quickly gripped your wrists, forcing you to show your face again as he bit his lip and stared at you with desire. “Don’t worry, I can’t wait either.”
Releasing your wrists, he began peppering kisses all over your body and your hands rested onto his muscular shoulders. His hands found their way to the sides of your hips as his legs remained between yours. All you wanted to do was buck your hips back into him knowing exactly what would press against your throbbing heat.
Neteyam only let out a small chuckle as he could tell just how riled up you were getting and it made him ravenous. His large hands swayed down to caress your fleshy thighs before he knelt back, swiftly hooking them over his shoulders and you began to squirm as he slowly loosened the thick string holding your loincloth around your hips.
You inhaled sharply at the exposure, feeling his cool breath on your sopping cunt.
“You smell divine, my love.” He looked like a starved man as he gazed up from your glistening heat to your heavy-lided eyes, heaving chest and parted lips. He pressed a few chase kisses on your inner thighs and you swallowed in anticipation.
You were burning for his touch.
A moan erupted within you as he dipped his head down, hot tongue licking up the slick along your folds. Encouraged by your body jolting at the contact of his mouth on your wet pussy, Neteyam slid his tongue into your entrance. Your mewls for him were so sweet and delicate as he began eating you out and he quickly realised that he never wanted to stop as long as you were you were moaning out for him like you currently were whilst tasting so sweet.
Your hands found their way to his hair and began to interlock, clutching his thick braids.
“Oh, ‘Teyam!” You gasped in a mixture of shock and pleasure as his plump lips found your swollen, pulsing clit and you arched your back – desperate for more.
He was sucking at you and flicking his tongue over your bud, his grip so tight around your thighs that you were sure there would be light bruises tomorrow. It only intensified the pleasure building up in your core until he suddenly slipped a long slender finger into your heat and began to slowly push it in and out of you.
“So wet and warm for me baby,” his voice vibrated against you – effectively sending you into a euphoric state as he added another finger into your entrance. His dick was throbbing with the need for you.
All that could be heard around the Tree of Souls was your mewling and the squelching of the love of your life pumping his fingers into you and sucking your clit, causing your walls clenched around him.
Once Neteyam added a third finger, he began to slightly curl them upwards – reaching for your most sensitive spot. And it didn’t take long to find. His digits easily slipped in and out of your velvety heat, reaching for that spongey spot inside of you.
“T-Teyam I-I’m-,” you began to whine, legs writhering in pleasure. Between the attention his mouth was paying to your sensitive bud and his fingers buried deep inside of you, reaching the right spot every time, you knew you were nearing your end. The sensations he gave you were otherworldly, and you knew you couldn’t hang on much longer.
“Come for me, my beautiful mate.”
He quickened his pace, flicking your clit with his wet tongue in an animalistic state. You could feel everything intensifying and you cried out as his fingers hit your g-spot one last time and finally pushed you over the edge.
Your cunt was clenching around his fingers and your felt him smirk against you.
Stars filled your vision and your walls convulsed around him, your moaning and panting filled the air as your orgasm washed over you like a wave. He began harshly lapping up all your juices as you reached the peak of pleasure that he was giving you.
Your whole body was tingling as he carefully removed his fingers, leaving you empty and pressed one softer and loving kiss to your sensitive bud before he leaned back. Lifting your shaking legs off his shoulders, he gently reached for you and pulled you into his warm embrace and your arms loosely wrapped around him – tired from the immense pleasure.
With your head resting over his shoulder, he pressed a kiss to the side of your head and murmered. “You did so well for me, baby.”
A smile graced your lips and your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed the nape of his neck. “You’re wonderful Ma Neteyam.”
His hand made it’s way to your neck and lifted your head, pressing his swollen lips to yours and he held you closer. You could taste yourself on him.
He couldn’t deny how painfully hard he was right now, the whole time he was drinking you, he couldn’t stop thinking about how he wanted to be buried deep inside of your sopping heat.
“Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life mated to me?”
You laughed lightly, inhaling his comforting scent before pressing soft kisses along his jaw. “Don’t be a skxawng. Of course, I do. There’s nothing else I want more in all of Pandora.”
Neteyam stilled beside you in disbelief. “Really?”
“I want it so bad,” you moaned against his lips. “I want to make Tsaheylu with you and spend the rest of my life with you. I want to have a family and grow old with you, wherever it takes us… I’m there.” You could feel his long, hard length pressing against you. “I want your cock inside of me.”
He chuckled - heart rushing at your words and reached for your long, thick braid that protected your queue.
“I am so incredibly and undoubtedly in love with you, Ma ‘Teyam.”
“I feel the exact same for you, my love.” He reached for his own queue and lifted it to yours. The tendrils were poking out and desperately reaching to touch.
When your queue’s finally made contact and intertwined, everything changed. You both gasped out, panting at the deep-rooted connection and you gazed into each other’s orbs through your lashes with dilated pupils. Connecting in a way that you had never before.
Your hearts beat together as one. Your breathed together as one. You felt together as one. Passion, desire, longing, love, acceptance and understanding swirled between you both. Everything was heightened and intensified between you both now.
And with that, your mouths hungrily crashed together – swapping saliva and the lingering taste of your juices. Your legs moved to straddle him in an upright position.
Neteyam’s large hands roamed your body, caressing your curves and cupping the flesh of your ass until he was lying on his back with you hoisted over him, straddling his hips. Groaning into your lips, he bucked his hips up to your wet heat making you moan. His hard, thick length begging for your touch.
“Ride me, baby?” he rasped, staring at your perfect body through his dark and determined eyes. His fingers tickled your torso as they moved up your body before cupping your tits in his hands.
“Fuck, yes please.” You breathed out, grinding your wet and sensitive folds over his bare shaft.
The sensation alone caused you both to whine at having no barrier separate you both. You repeated your actions, sliding along his length – coating his member in your slick and you couldn’t get over just how thick his girth was before the bulbous tip of his cock brushed against your clit causing you to gasp in pleasure.
Netaym was about to lose his mind. His hands rested on your hips, halting your movements. “Y/N, as much as I love this. I think I will die if I’m not inside you soon.”
You giggled slightly, reaching down to wrap your hand around the base of his dick. “Can’t have that now, can we my mate?” And with that, your grasp around his length tightened slightly before your guiding the tip towards your entrance before you began to sink down.
He entered you in one swift motion and cry escaped your lips at how easily he slid into you and how much fucking better it felt to have him inside you. It was overwhelming to be so close and consumed in one another.
He was stretching your walls apart in a way he had never done so before. Your soaking warm cunt was clenching around Neteyam’s member and he swears that has never felt so truly at loss for words before. Usually, he would never surrender to anything, trying to remain a strong Olo’eyktan-in-training, but right now he felt completely at your mercy. Your bare velvety walls around him had his balls throbbing and his he couldn’t stop thinking about his cum painting your walls white within the next second.
As soon as you lifted up slightly, feeling his thick cock glide against your slippery heat, Neteyam groaned and bit his lip whilst his hands gripped your thighs.
“You feel so fucking good.” You breathed out, resting your hand on his torso for balance
A moan erupted in his throat, “you’re incredible.”
You slowly slid back down onto his cock, adjusting to his size and moaning at the feeling of him filling you up so full and completely as your tail swayed behind you.
Before you could move again, voices echoed in the distance of the forest and your froze but Neteyam only smirked and gripped your waist tightly.
Your eyes were wide as you looked down at your mate from your intimate position. You swallowed nervously. “I think there’s people coming here.”
“So let them,” he looked at you with lustful and determined eyes. Your core clenched around him and he groaned, “let them know that you belong to me.”
And suddenly, you were on your back with wide eyes, gasping at the new angle where Neteyam’s massive cock was still sheathed inside of your tight hole. His words had your walls subconsciously fluttering around him as he pulled back until his tip teased your entrance.
“Neteyam!” You gasped out at his action and the different persona he now portrayed. Your hands gripped onto his biceps as he slammed his hips up into yours – cock hitting deep within you and balls slapping against your ass. Your delicate, oversensitive walls were barely managing but it felt so fucking good and you craved this new sensation more.
“Feel amazing, baby. You’re taking me so well.”
Your legs were hooked over his hips and his lips pressed against yours before he began thrusting into your soaking pussy. His pace was slow and deep; you could feel ever single inch of him as he impaled his thick, long cock into you.
The lewd noise of your skin slapping against each other filled the surrounding area along with your desperate mewls and moans. Each time Neteyam’s hips smoothly met yours, he was reaching so deeply into you. Neither of you could overcome the bare sensation of feeling each other.
“Someone will h-hear us ‘T-Teyam!” You panted, concerned about other Na’Vi seeing or hearing you both.
“I want them to,” he grunted darkly. The voices were still heard in the distance, “let them hear that you’re my mate.”
A loud cackle filled your ears. “Come Ka’ani! Over here.” It was the group of warriors that had harassed your earlier today before Neteyam intervened.
“Let them know how good I make you feel. That you’re mine and I’m yours. That they’ll never have you.” Neteyam moaned out at your tightening around him, his deep, rich voice making your heart swell and your legs tighten around his hips – pulling him even closer to you if that was even possible. It caused his pelvic bone to rub against your clit each time with his deep thrusts whilst your tits bounced along.
“Oh, Netayam!” You gasped out at a particularly rough thrust and your head fell back into the grass underneath you and your back arched in delight at the feeling of his large cock sliding back and forth along your wet, velvety core.
“Fuck. Can’t wait to cum so deep in you…” He grunted before abruptly pulling out of you, causing you to whine at the loss. Your hands fell to your sides as he leaned away to hook his arms under your legs and pushed your knees against your chest.
What the fuck is he doing?
“N-Netyam,” you tried to put your legs back down but he was holding them in place and his strength ignited a deeper arousal within you.
He hooked your legs over his shoulders whilst his hard member rubbed against your throbbing folds. You mewled loudly at the contact, staring at the grin on your mate’s face. He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew this position was going to be too deep for you. And you knew that you would cry and moan out even louder than he had already made you.
“T-Teyam,” you bite your lip, whining. You were still so sensitive. “You’re too big.”
He failed miserably at hiding the smile on his face. “I know baby, just think of how deep I’ll be able to cum in your cunt and how those fucking skawngs will have no choice but to hear me make love to you and claim you as mine. They won’t ever dare to approach you again.”
The thought made you roll your hips against his length. You couldn’t deny how much you wanted it.
He leaned down, connecting your lips vehemently.
“You feel this, my love?” He began with a smirk, large hand covering the lower part of your stomach, just below your belly button.
You nodded with a shaky breath. “Y-yeah.”
“This is where you’re gonna feel me cum, baby.”
“T-Teyam ugnhhh.” You cried out in euphoria as Neteyam slipped his cock back into your entrance and thrusted up into you hard. You jolted back from impact and your hands reached out holding onto his strong arms for support. He thrusted into you a few times grunting until he was buried into your heat to the hilt, balls deep whilst the tip of his cock was kissing your cervix causing you to gasp.
“Oh, fuck! Great Mother!”
Netayam only took your hand in his, placing it over between your hips where his own hand once was. He pushed his hips further into yours and you swear you could feel him in your throat. “You feel that, my love? You feel how well your pretty pussy takes my big cock?” hepanted, pressing the palm of your hand down making your gasp lightly once you felt the head of his cock inside of you – bulging out.
“Neteyam!” You moaned, eyes fluttering shut.
“Good girl. That’s it. Scream my name so the whole forest can hear that you belong to me now.” He placed his hands on either side of you, allowing you to hold onto his arms again whilst your legs remained over his shoulders and his hip began to snap into you. He slid into you so easily.
“So perfect for me,” he grunted, speeding up his pace causing you to whine uncontrollably at the overwhelming feeling of his dick so deep inside you, all from the new position he was reaching spots that you didn’t even know existed.
Neteyam’s balls smacked against your ass whilst sounds of your wetness echoed. You began to raise your hips slightly to meet his thrusts and waves of euphoria began to fill your senses.
Your silky heat clenched around him and a deep grunt escaped Neteyam’s throat as he quickened his pace. “You gonna cum again, Ma Y/N? You want me to stuff you full of my seed when you cream around my cock?”
“Y-yes p-please ungh.” You struggled to get words out between his deeps thrusts and you could feel him shudder slightly, signalling that he was close.
“Look at me, my love. Wanna see you cum around me.” Neteyam’s hips ruthlessly slammed into you, relentlessly hitting the perfect spot inside you every time. “Fuck, baby you feel so good. You’re so amazing. So good for me.”
His skin was hot against yours as you pulled him in for a brief kiss. Pulling, back you blearily gazed into his eyes. “Cum inside me ‘Teyam.”
Moans, cries and grunts of pure bliss surrounded Vitrautral with the scent of sex as Neteyam continued to deeply impale you with his cock. He revelled in the way your soaked cunt clenched around him with every thrust and he knew that you’d be falling apart for him soon.
The intensity of truly feeling each other was becoming overwhelming and your lungs were gasping for air. Every stroke of his bare cock inside your tightening walls suddenly had you on the edge.
“Go on my love. Cum for me. Let your pussy cream all over me, baby.”Neteyam’s low voice remained deep and was filled with love whilst throaty moans of his own filled the air. He quickened his pace and it felt like he was going impossibly deeper into your squelching pussy as you began to quiver around him.
“T-Teyam I’m g-gonna-”
“Good girl, let go for me.” He encouraged you, thrusting harder into your heat whilst your walls gripped him like a vice, sucking him in.
His words finally sent you over the edge and you moaned out in ecstasy, uncontrollably convulsing around him as he began chasing his own high. Your body was shaking in pleasure as Neteyam let your legs fall back down around his hips and your hands found their way, intertwining with his dark locks whilst your mouth was agape. He continued to pound into you through your own orgasm and you soon felt him pulsate inside of you around your quivering pussy.
“Cum, Ma ‘Teyam. Fill me up. Make me yours.”
And so, he pressed his lips to yours once more with his fangs grazing your plump lips, pumping into you a few more times before burying himself deep within you – with the most beautiful rich moan vibrating against your mouth, for the first time he emptied himself within your walls. His hot white seed endlessly spurted against your womb.
A high-pitched exhale left your throat, mixing in with your pants and Neteyam’s soft groans of pleasure as he finished emptying himself inside of you.
He slowly pulled his softening member out and you let out a quiet moan as you felt his cum trickle out of your battered cunt. Collapsing beside you, queue’s still connected, he wrapped his arms around you as you leaned against him with your body aching in pleasure.
As you both tried to catch your breath, he nestled his head into yours and soothingly rubbed his hands over your body. The glow from the Tree of Souls vines illuminating each other alongside the bioluminescent freckles that littered over each other’s bodies.
“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“I’m yours, Neteyam. Forever and always.”
He tenderly kissed the side of your forehead. “Forever and Always.”
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The sound of slapping and high-pitched moans and cries filled the young Omatikaya warrior’s twitching ears as he trailked behind his friends within the forest of Pandora.
“Come, Ka’ani! Over here.” Takuk called out to him, pulling his attention away from the obscene noises.
“I’m coming-” he began but was soon cut off by what sounded like Y/N’s voice in pure ecstasy.
“Fuck! Oh, Great Mother!”
Ka’ani stilled at the sound. Takuk was jogging over to him, giving his friend a confused look. “Bro, what are you doing?”
“Neteyam!” You voice bounced off the trees around them, the faint glow of the Tree of Souls in the near distance.
Ka’ani groaned as Takuk let out an exasperated sigh. “Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.”
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Brotherly love ❤️💚
This post is part of five posts made to celebrate the first anniversary of The Super Mario Bros Movie! Please consider checking the other four posts! 💖
Mario
Luigi
Princess Peach
Fave scenes & other characters
The brothers 🥹💚❤️
I have to be totally honest: the very first time I went to see this movie, I wasn't actually expecting to see such a display of brotherly love. As far as I can remember, the only games I'd seen these two actually caring for each other and working as a team had been in the Mario & Luigi series. Superstar Saga was actually the very first game that made me see them as two lovable characters and made me fall for both of them and also for their cute and beautiful brotherly bond.
I frankly didn't know what to expect from this movie regarding their relationship. I had obviously seen the trailers, but I wasn't so sure what Nintendo was going to do. I didn't want to set my expectations too high just in case.
And then I watched the movie and I couldn't stop smiling and crying 🥹
The way they care for each other. Mario defending and protecting Luigi both in the past and in the present. Luigi trying to comfort his bro and being ready to follow him wherever it's needed. The teasing. The trust. The rapport. The teamwork. The sync. The sheer and pure love.
And, more importantly, this 👇
Yes, I've already mentioned these two scenes because they were the ones that impacted me the most and gave me goosebumps and all the feels and tears and everything. But, come on, how could I make a whole post focusing on the love between the bros and not include the two moments in which they save each other's lives? 🥹💚❤️
I wake up and go to bed thinking about these two, about their deep and sincere love, about their willing to do anything for each other. This movie left a mark on me. These brothers, and the way their bond was portrayed, left a mark on me. And it remains to this day, one year later. And I will always be thankful for that because it's only brought me happiness and joy and emotion and amazing friends and people to share those feelings with 🥹
I love Mario and Luigi with all my heart 🥹 Their bond is deep, heartwarming, beautiful, cute, wholesome, pure, and it's honestly everything I could've asked to see in this movie. Can't wait to see more of them, both separatedly and as brothers, in the sequel 🥹❤️💚✨
Nothing can hurt them as long as they're together ❤️💚✨
#super mario bros#mario and luigi#mario#luigi#cute brothers#brotherly love#the brothers ever#love these brothers with all my heart#mario bros#super mario movie#first anniversary#the super mario bros movie#the super mario brothers movie#mario movie first anniversary#mario movie anniversary
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Hi
Can you recommend me Bat-family comics to read? Which ones do you like?
Heyyyy
I would love it!
DISCLAIMER Keep it in mind I'm a casual reader so my recs might not be the most "this is every issue they are together" or the longer ones!
Let's go!
Nightwing Annual (2021)
Dick & Jason focused
This is one of my favorites ones, it focuses both on Dick's and Jason's relationship as Nightwing and Robin and Nightwing and Redhood.
The dialogue is great, it has both it's really funny bits but also it's really wholesome ones too and it's full of heartwarming moments.
I absolutely adore the way they handled Jason's Robin and acknowledges his violent tendencies without judging him for it.
He's not portrayed as overly violent and reckless, but as a normal teenager having normal reactions given the things he had to deal in his past.
My only criticism is Jason still using that damn crowbar and how they kept drawing Jason shorter the Nightwing for some reason. I think it was to accentuate the "younger brother" feelings so I forgive the artist.
But it's pretty funny.
He looks like short king
Robin & Batman
Dick and Bruce focused
Oh this one, this one it's so good, so good that almost got me crying on main. It's really beautiful, I wasn't the happiest about how Bruce behaved in the comic but it sat in a fine line between Batdad and Bruce being a terrible father/person.
He is too hard on Robin, but it does show how he is trying.
The art is goddamn beautiful, it has this watercolor look and Dick looks adorable on it.
It also goes deep in Dick's feelings about being Robin and what the whole jig means to him, it respects Dick's relationship with Bruce but without forgetting the love and the moments he had with his biological parents.
It's just really, really beautiful a goddamn gem between the many mistakes DC made with them two over those years.
For Tim and Dick I really recomend
Batman Prodigal (1997)
Note: The whole Kightfell series is great for a Bruce, Dick and Tim read. But for the Batfam feelings you can just focus on the prodigal parts.
Dick & Tim focused
The only thing you have to know to catch up is:
1. Bane broke Bruce's back and dignity, so he couldn't still be Batman.
2. Bruce found this guy called Jean Paul to fill for him.
3. Jean Paul is really fond of punishment and violence and the good ol' catholic guilt and goes a little bit too rogue as Batman for everyone's liking.
4. Bruce takes the mantle from Jean Paul and Nightwing fills in as the new Batman.
I wouldn't call exactly brotherly, because Tim wasn't adopted yet in the timeline this was published but they have their moments.
New talent show case DC #2017
Duke and Jason focused
This is also a favorite. It's a short story (unfortunately) but every single panel is worth it.
It's basically Jason and Duke bonding moment between fighting some baddies and trying to clown each other on the way. 10/10 will always recommend.
Robin War
Jason & Duke & Tim & Damian
This one I've read recently (thanks for the asks people send to me y'all are fucking great) and it's a fucking gem!
It shows a lot their chemistry on the battlefield and how fucking insufferable they are around each other. It also shows how Duke fits as a glove in this family of misfits even before he was an "official member".
Red Hood and the Outlaws Annual (2016)
Another Dick and Jason focused!
Oh this one is a blast! It's also short but so goddamn worth it.
Basically Jason and the Outlaws take a gig in a circus to track a Russian bad guy (gotta love how comic books have unresolved beef with Russians until this day) and well it's a circus so how can you not call Dick Grayson?
It's so goddamn funny and it has no right to be, it still very close in the timeline where Dick and Jason were definitely not in good terms, so their interaction it's all so awkward it's a joy really.
We also got a flashback from Dick and younger Jason as Robin and even the flashback is goddamn hilarious, I had such a good time reading it that it's a must read!
Now If you're here for the angst and general feeling's™
I would highly recomend.
- Nightwing Year One (Dick & Bruce)
- Death in the Family (Jason & Bruce & Dick)
- Red Robin (Tim & Dick / Tim & Damian / minor Tim & Cass / Minor Bruce & Tim)
Note: They don't interact much in this run but when they do it hurts. It also can help you understand the beef between Tim and Damian better.
- DCeased (Damian & Steph / minor Damian & Jason)
Note: It's one of the many, many DC aus but this one it's 'pretty' good (it's decent). Definitely not Batfam focused but it has one one of my favorite Damian & Steph and Damian & Jason moments. It's also one of my favorites interpretations of Damian, he gets so sweet and mature over the years that passes in the comic and his reencounter with Jason rewrote my entirety brain chemistry.
Also unfortunately it's the only time we get to see Damian and Jon growing up together :')
- DC vs Vampires ( Batfam (except Duke because the author is a coward) specially Tim & Damian / Tim & Bruce / Dick & Almost everybody )
Note: Okay this one is a fucking car ride, a rollercoaster if you will. And it's ANOTHER DC au but with yeah VAMPIRES so buckle-up.
It has major Batfam moments in the beginning and one of my favorites Damian and Tim interactions ( I'm going to reblog this with photos because Tumblr is homophobic and isn't letting me add more photos in this shit >:( ). Then it goes hard on betrayal (trying not to add spoilers) and feelings so get ready for that.
I unfortunately haven't finished (casual reader remember that) but the much I've read was really, really good.
It gets very silly very quickly as anything made with vampires generally get (unfortunately they butchered a lot of characters in the process) but if you go head empty no thoughts you're going to get a lot of fun and maybe cry a little if that gets to you.
So this is it. I'm sure it has more of it, and oh I'm sure I forgot a lot of it but those are the one's I could get from the top of my head, so I hope you and all of the people who want to follow it have fun!
Also if someone has more recommendations feel free to add on the Reblogs, I'm sure I will eat it up anyway.
#Also Batman & Robin Eternal has been sitting on my reading list for a while (lies)#I've read a couple of panels today and seems really promising a lot of Dick & Tim & Jason interactions! Harpey my dear is also there to!#so if someone wants to check go for it I for now have no idea of it's good or not#but I will (eventually (*I hope*))#q asks#q recommendations#batfamily#batfam#dick grayson#jason todd#bruce wayne#tim drake#damian wayne#duke thomas#stephanie brown#cassandra cain#alfred pennyworth
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Art teacher
Adam Stanheight x reader (with a sprinkle of Daniel Matthews & Brent Abbot)
Fic type: basically just a very longwinded headcanon, wholesome, platonic.
Summary: your boyfriend, Adam comes home and excitedly tells you about the art lessons he's been teaching for two boys he met at survivors meetings.
Adam arrived home, his already tatty clothes covered in specs of paint.
You turned to look at him, a proud smile stretching across your face.
"Looks like you and the boys had a lot of fun" you chuckled, kissing Adam's cheek as he kicked his shoes off and hung up his bag.
"Yeah, they're really smart kids y'know? They've both got real talent" Adam grinned.
The aforementioned "boys" were two teenagers by names of Brent and Daniel. Both rebellious and rambunctious, but sweet at heart. Adam had met them at jigsaw survivor meetings and over the last few months, the two boys had grown pretty fond of Adam. Aside from their similar trauma, they all had quite a lot in common, their love of punk music and art had been easy to bond over, and the two teens saw Adam as a sort of big brother figure. After a while of getting to know eachother at meetings, Adam had asked the boy's mothers if they might enjoy taking some art lessons from him, as a way to try and find a positive outlet for all their emotions left from various traumas.
Since both boys had recently lost their fathers, their mother's were more than eager for their children to have a positive male role model back in their lives, and jumped at the offer.
Adam flopped down on the sofa, visibly exhausted but with a satisfied smile.
"I really think I'm starting to get through to them, you know, y/n" he beamed, patting the seat beside him for you to sit down.
"Daniel's art is so intense and thought provoking, and Brent's been trying different mediums- he's gotten so good with spray paint!"
You couldn't help but swoon, watching how excited Adam got over the boys' progress, he really was ever so good with kids.
You took Adam's hand and gave it a squeeze.
"I'm so proud of you" You beamed, taking his face in your other hand and lightly caressing his cheek.
"Heh... thanks" Adam chuckled shyly, his cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink.
"Y'know.." he said, a look of realisation creeping onto his face, "it's funny that that asshole, jigsaw claimed he was trying to make me appreciate life more, he didn't need to shackle me up in some prehistoric bathroom to achieve that, all I needed was an afternoon teaching those boys how to paint, and that's enough to turn me into some sappy, life is beautiful maaaaan hippie guy"
Adam chuckled, he seemed more able to talk about jigsaw ever since being in those survivor meetings, and his sardonic sense of humour had returned in full swing, it was nice to see.
Adam continued to mentor the two boys, growing close with their mother's and really becoming part of each boy's families. Years and years down the line, he was best man at both of their weddings
"It only makes sense," They would go on to explain, "you're my brother".
Hello!! I've had this idea in my head for a long time, it just made sense to me that Daniel and Brent would be friends, and that they would look up to Adam as the cool older punk guy at the meetings :'^)))) sorry it's short and kinda rambly, I just needed to get these thoughts out in some way because brainrot etc etc
#adam stanheight#brent abbott#Daniel matthews#saw#sawposting#saw headcanons#hcs#adam stanheight x reader#platonic ship#saw 2004#saw ii#saw vi#devon bostick#leigh whannell
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Moriarty the Patriot - Ryōsuke Takeuchi & Hikaru Miyoshi
Chapters 65-76 : A heavily ship-oriented commentary.
-louis thanking william for choosing to live, he's so sweet
-aw lil louis hugging his brother
-the three brothers are together again :')
-i don't recall seeing louis this peaceful ever before, as now that william and albert are returned
-i feel like i'm reading a prolonged happy epilogue and i'm alright with that
-why is albert's and mycroft's reunion so soft omg
-erm? bond/mrs hudson, y/y? THIS IS SO WHOLESOME I SHIP IT
-THE CLOSE-UP ON SHERLOCK'S EYES AS WILL WALKS INTO THE ROOM, WTH! groom meet groom
-i love smiling william. i really do love smiling william, i smile along with him
-ah, sunshine billy!
-louis pretty much loves everyone on this dinner for helping his brother
-AHAHA BILLY IS ONTO YOU, SHERLOCK, HE KNOWS YOU DOTE ON WILLIAM (re: the fruit being 9o% for him)
-i'm really happy for louis, he looks so content
-OKAY BUT LOOK AT HOW BOND LOOKS AT MRS HUDSON! I SHIP IT
-"SHERLY"
-ASFDKM, WILLIAM "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF BUT I KNOW I ENJOYED BEING WITH YOU." finally william is also reciting his wedding vows. he opened up his heart to sherlock (or rather, sherlock barged his way in it) and now the world suddenly looks beautiful, yes.
-aw will bb cries :(
-oh. liam and sherly lived in brooklyn. *steve/bucky flashbacks*
-the amazing thing is that neither sherlock nor liam make a fuss about others commenting on their relationship, ever. they're like, "yeah, i simp for this bitch, and?"
-"sherly." i'm sorry, i'll stop making a note of it, but... it comes so casually now. "sherly" :')
-aww, william crying at being thanked by the girlie
-argh william and sherly separately staring at the fire and worrying for one another
-one liam was indeed more troublesome than 100 soldiers, but this is such a cute comment, sherlock, shut up
-fucking william, literally a knight on a white horse
-that one time holmes and moriarty were in a western
-oh i'd say william's body is done recuperating, sherlock. you missed that action hero entrance
-i can't wait to see sherly's face when he sees liam. okay yeah i saw it, it's predictably soft. he's falling in love all over again
-sherly be like "i've dragged that man back from death kicking and screaming and nursed him until he couldn't take it anymore, YOU AIN'T SHOOTING HIM!"
-"why did you come," asks sherlock, with a grin up to his ears
-LIAM WANTS THEM TO LIVE TOGETHER, SHARE THEIR WORRIES TOGETHER, HELP ME! me? help sherly, is he okay, is he fainting right about now?
-SHERLY WANTS THEM TO LIVE TOGETHER AND GUIDE EACH OTHER TOO, GUHHH. they're getting married. again.
-it had been a long while since liam looked like a kitten
-LMFAO EVEN BILLY CALLED THEM WEDDING VOWS HELP. and literally no one contradicts him.
-seeing the gang react to sherlock's story like we just did is hilarious
-william had been looking for moran but he was too good at hiding? hilarious.
-hahaha the entire gang will be working together for mi6, nice. this feels like a "and they all lived happily ever after” fanfic in the best way
-we interrupt for a "moran becomes a cooking show judge" interlude
-OKAY, the happiest of endings! i'm glad!
#moriarty the patriot#moriarty the patriot manga#yuukoku no moriarty#manga#manga commentary#now the plan is to reread black butler public school arc#and move on to bungo stray dogs#we'll see if it sticks
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OH MY GODDD HIIII I HAVE AN IDEAAA!!!
I think you are the only active writer on here who writes for Jimmy Keene (I cannot thank you enough for your service ma'am ) so can I request a one shot where the reader and Jimmy are visiting family. The reader has an older brother who has accepted Jimmy (and maybe even play football togheter sometimes) and a younger sister. Now I have a bit of a laugh and a bit of a hard time imagining this BUT the reader also has a younger sister (toddler) who enjoys giving Jimmy "glow ups" or making him watch idk Barbie. Long story short basically Jimmy always goes along with it and yea just a cute little moment and laugh for my imagination :). Hope u like it <3 have a nice day mwahhh
Family Gathering / Jimmy Keene x fem!reader
Summary: Jimmy comes with you to visit your family one weekend, and your little sister has a little too much fun with your boyfriend.
Warning: nothing, just pure wholesome fluff 😁!
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You and Jimmy had been dating for two years now, and your family loved him. He had come with you to visit them often and they had become just as attached to him as you had. You were thankful for that. Especially your siblings. You were one of four, your parents had always loved the idea of having a big family, and honestly, so did you. You adored all your siblings, you always had a really good relationship with them all. Your older brother hadn't long turned twenty-eight, your younger brother is fourteen, and your baby sister is two and a half. You were the second eldest. And your younger siblings had immediately become attached to Jimmy, your older brother liked him too.
Your younger siblings had often dragged Jimmy to play with them. Your brother often asked him to play video games or football out back. They had formed a beautiful bond and we're super close, he turned to Jimmy for advice often. And your sister, unwillingly, dragged Jimmy to play dolls, house, dress up, all the typical things you would expect. Jimmy could never resist when she spoke in that cute baby voice and struggled to say words, it pulled at his heartstrings and he would honestly do anything she asked. Which is what led you to today.
You and Jimmy are over at your parent's house for your weekly Saturday night family dinner, you were helping to set the table. Jimmy had gone outside to play football at your brother's request to join, and all three were enjoying themselves and luckily, not getting muddy because the weather was beautiful. You were helping your mother to cook, spending about two hours doing so, whilst your father watched football on the TV. Your baby sister was playing in her playpen with her toys, babbling happily to herself. You heard her mention something about 'a good dolly' and 'make food'. She was obviously learning and watching you and your mother, it was quite adorable.
Honestly, the afternoon couldn't be more perfect if you'd planned it yourself, it was amazing and everything you've always wanted with a partner. Watching Jimmy interact with your brothers was something you absolutely adored, it was so sweet and heartwarming to watch them bond so well with one another like they do. You hear the sound of footsteps coming towards your direction, looking up from the cookies you were making for dessert, you see Jimmy standing in front of you grabbing a drink. Jimmy flashes you his million-dollar smile, adding a wink when he notices you staring and admiring his beauty.
He leans over the counter, avoiding the chocolatey dough everywhere and kisses you. His one hand cups your face tenderly, thumb stroking the soft skin of your cheek. You smile into the kiss before pulling away, having to push Jimmy away because he kept coming back to peck your lips multiple times. You giggle happily, "Go! You're distracting me from my cookies." you fake stern shout, pointing a finger to the back garden. Jimmy chuckles but leaves nonetheless, joining your father on the couch with a beer in hand. You smile as you hear your father greet Jimmy happily, the sound of a hand slapping against a shoulder lets you know he greeted him in his fatherly way with the boys. You were grateful for the closeness of your family's bond with him, it was wonderful.
This was how you loved your evenings, surrounded by family who loved each other and your partner. Your brothers playing football outside, your sister playing with her toys and babbling happily, your mother humming a tune you loved as she manoeuvred around the kitchen with years worth of practice to be perfect at cooking, and your father happily yelling at the TV as he drank a beer with your boyfriend.
Eventually, after three batches of baked cookies and most of the food is done cooking, you take a peek to check on your little sister. You frown when you notice she isn't in her playpen anymore and is also very quiet. At the same moment, your little brother comes into the kitchen for a drink, he and your older brother had come in from paying shortly ago. "Hey little man, where's sissy?" you ask as you pass him a bottle of water from the fridge and place a kiss on his head. He shrugs as he hugs you, "dunno. Went with Jimmy to her room I think?" You nod and then clean your hands before going to investigate where the pair had sneaked off. On your way down the hallway, you hear the familiar sound of your sister's favourite movie, Barbie The Princess and The Pauper. You smile and almost laugh as you hear Jimmy and your sister singing along to the song 'I Am A Girl Like You' one of your personal favourites.
You push the door open gently and lean against the doorframe, almost bursting into laughter as you catch sight of your sister sitting on Jimmy's lap as she plasters his face in pinks, purples, and blues with makeup to match Barbie on the screen. You try to giggle silently but it alerts them both, your sister comes running towards you and pulls you by your hand into the room to join them. You come and sit next to Jimmy, placing a kiss on his cheek with a teasing smile, "you looked absolutely beautiful. Honestly, the best you've ever looked I would say." Jimmy growls, not looking the least bit menacing with pink eyeshadow and overlined pink lips. Your sister points to Jimmy with a little giggle and smiles saying, "Look! Look! Pwetty Jimmy."
You kiss her forehead and fuss her, "he looks so good! Well done sweetheart, high five!" you cheer happily, loving the way she laughs as she high-fives you. Jimmy can't help but smile at the noise, he was a softie for your sister through and through. She had him wrapped around her little fingers, which is how he gets into these situations. "Come here you!" Jimmy growls playfully as he grabs your sister, making her squeal with delight as she gets tickled. Yeah, you loved your boyfriend.
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I love the comic you recently did. It was so whole to see Luigi and Jr interact. Seeing Luigi being so distraught and needing to find Mario hurts my heart.
I can only imagine Luigi’s reaction would be seeing Mario in Bowser’s body. I feel like he would be hesitant, maybe even a little fearful. But then Mario would probably kneel down and either cup his face or press their forward together very gently and the fear would melt away i feel like Luigi would hug Mario after that.
I don’t know I feel like they are they type of brothers where their love language is physical affection, hugs are normal to them. Even with Mario’s consciousness in Bowser’s body I feel they would still be that way.
I don’t know if that’s how your thinking about making their interactions but that’s the vibe I get cuz I love me some wholesome brotherly affection.
Thank you! 😊 I'm glad you enjoyed it! ✨️
What I find most interesting to explore with this concept in particular is how the situation affects each of these characters individually. In a scenario like this one, nobody is spared and they all suffer in their own way. 😥
But there's also a very strong feeling of love and solidarity that can be felt through these trials, and that's where the beauty lies. The outpouring affection and support resulting from that pain gives warmth to the gloom and sentiment of despair that would otherwise be overwhelming, and that's something I can't get enough of in stories.
As for the bros, you can be sure that these events wouldn't deter them. If anything, I'm certain that it would only make their bond even stronger in the end. 🙏💗
#Nothing can get in the way of theor fraternal love 🥺#asks#mario#luigi#princess peach#bowser#body swap#personal concept#thoughts and ramblings
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Do you like your men to have private armies but prefer access to antibiotics? Come right on in...
Watching the delicious trashiness of Maid’s Revenge has inspired me to make a listing of my favorite (and not so favorite) warlord and warlord adjacent cdramas. If like me, you like your male leads with polished boots and a side of murder, come right in. From most to least fave.
Siege in Fog
My most favorite on this list, this is visually gorgeous and emotionally visceral. Plus, it’s not just ONE warlord, it’s a whole family of them! It follows a deeply dysfunctional marriage between a beautiful woman and a warlord’s second son, where they fight and angst and love and fight some more, all the while bullets are flying and bodies are piling up. If you like incredible visuals, insane chemistry, dysfunction by the bucket and not one, not two, but THREE hot warlords, come right in. It’s based on a Fei Wo Si Cun novel so I assume you know you need a lot of tissues.
To sum up:
Too Late to Say I Love You
Another FWSC adaptation! This is an older drama, done long before cdrama’s recent unwelcome slide into wholesomeness, which means epic makeouts but also a warlord that revels in murder (at one point he takes out all his potential rivals, including his loved sister’s entire fam.) The OTP is dysfunctional - they hate, then they love, then they break up but he can’t let go - and the chemistry is beyond insane, with Wallace Chung and Li Xiao Ran melting my computer. Also, for once, a happy ending!
Winter Begonia
Probably the only genuine masterpiece on the list (tho I love FWSC dysfunction best for purely personal reasons), this is a MM story (though being cdrama it’s not explicit, though quite clear) and Huang Xiaoming as a trader with a private army and Yin Zheng as an opera singer with whom he forms a bond are both!!! I highly recommend it.
City of Streamer
Should be called “City of Steamer” because those make-outs and chemistry are epic! Timmy Xu is a son of a shady businessmen (with a small army of gun happy goons) who falls hopelessly in love with an older governess (Jing Tian) who is out for revenge on his family. She starts out using him and ends up using him in a different sense, if you know what I mean! The plot derails a bit by the end but it’s still a great watch.
PS...
Maid’s Revenge
I am watching it right now. At only 10 minutes per ep, it skips plot and gives us the melo and chemistry we (and I mean I) crave and a guy whose muscles should be in a museum.
The Lady and the Liar
Hawick Lau is the ML and we all know this means “hot bastard.” He’s a crime lord with a goon squad falling for a lost heiress who loses her memory so he lies she’s his fiancee and deliciousness ensues. MMMMM
Arsenal Military Academy
Xu Kai is warlord jr but this is here mainly because of his awesome brother the businessman with murder squad. The drama is so-so (patriotism overtakes the amazing chemistry between Bai Lu and Xu Kai) but might be worth a peek.
Cruel Romance
(Can you say no to this face?)
Joey Chen has never worked in anything for me and this is no exception, but Huang Xiao Ming is dashing as hell as a sexy gangster.
Love In The Flames of War
The heroine is terrible (I kept rooting for her to get accidentally shrapnelled) but Shawn Dou is sexy as hell as a warlord. (In the novel he was apparently a rapey headcase; they made him lovely in the drama without making his wife saner which is...a choice.) I’d say worth it on FF for hotness and whippings.
The Mystic Nine
I tried. I tried to watch this drama three times. I could not. But William Chan as a warlord in a three-piece suit and cape is mega mega fine!
I suffer so you won’t have to:
Fall In Love
The worst drama on this list, insulting to intelligence of anyone above pre-school level, 90% of the cast, including the leading lady, incapable of acting, a plot that makes a picture book seem complex and fashion disasters galore. However, Chen Xing Xu, playing the smirky warlord, carries this mess harder than Atlas and deserves to be in another, better drama altogether. Oh, what wouldn’t I give for him as a proper FWSC warlord!
Honorable Mention: Forward Forever - haven’t watched that one but keep meaning to.
#cdrama#fall in love#siege in fog#winter begonia#love in flames of war#forward forever#the mystic nine#cruel romance#the lady and the liar#city of streamer#maid's revenge#too late to say i love you#arsenal military academy
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I Can't Decide
Summary: The incoming war leaves Aemond with two choices: his family or the love of his life? Inspired by the song, 'I Can't Decide' by the Scissor Sisters.
TW: Incest, Toxic Aemond, Possessive Aemond, Death
A/N: It starts off wholesome and then dark and then kinda funny then sad.
WC: 5879
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She was from one of the three remaining Valyrian houses in the world. House Celtigar was often overshadowed by the mighty Targaryen and Velaryon houses. They had no dragons or ships to their name. Just the silver hair and lilac eyes of Old Valyria. Her grandfather Lord Bartimos Celtigar always pushed his family to align with the Targaryens in hopes that one day Claw Isle would have a dragon in their possession. And it worked. On the twelfth day of the third moon, one hundred eight years after Aegon’s Conquest, Lord Celtigar’s son, Clement, married Daena Arryn, daughter of Rodrik Arryn and Daella Targaryen. This gave dear Caspiana just enough Targaryen blood to claim a dragon.
Terrax was his name. He was a blue dragon that came from one of Dreamfyre’s clutches. When the dragon hatched on Caspiana’s fifth name day it was said that her grandfather leaped with joy. Claw Isle finally had a dragon. But his hopes were quickly crushed when her mother died when she was nine. King Viserys wished for the niece of his late wife to come to King’s Landing in order to ensure the child was given a proper Valyrian upbringing. He knew how much his love adored her younger sister and knew that she would have cared for her niece just as much as she cared for Rhaenyra. And so in 119 AC, Caspiana and her dragon left Claw Isle on a ship carrying twenty guards and five dragon keepers.
She was to be Princess Rhaenyra’s ward. Young Caspiana didn’t know her older cousin very well and she feared that the age gap would leave nothing for the two to bond over. But she was wrong. When she arrived the Princess had welcomed her in open arms. After having two sons, Rhaenyra had a feeling that the babe in her belly would also be a boy. The Princess embraced her cousin and whispered, “Welcome home” to the young Celtigar.
Caspiana Celtigar learned and played with the royal children. She and her best friend, Jace often visited their dragons together and dreamed of the future when the beasts would be large enough to ride. Her younger cousin Luke was a gentle soul whom she enjoyed running around the courtyard with and shirking their responsibilities together.
The strong animosity between Rhaenyra and Queen Alicent led Caspiana to stay away from the two Targaryen princes. She always feared making eye contact with the two, especially Aegon. He was the eldest which made her cousins look up to him. They always followed his lead and the trio always found themselves in trouble. Aegon looked down on all of his siblings and cousins, especially Caspiana. She was from an irrelevant house that kept taking advantage of her Targaryen blood. He barely considered her to be one anyway. Aemond always felt bad whenever he heard his brother talk negatively about their sister and cousin. They were girls who did nothing bad to them yet Aegon only called them mean names.
Aemond thought the opposite of his brother. Helaena was their sister. She was beautiful and fun to play with. Yes, she was a little eccentric but he could always overlook her strange obsession with insects and weird poems. He loved his sister and it was wrong for Aegon to speak in such a vulgar way. Caspiana was a true Valyrian. She came from two of the only Valyrian houses left. She spoke the language and her egg hatched. It was enough evidence that she was a Targaryen. He had never really talked to her because every opportunity was always interrupted by one of their cousins or a servant.
But one night changed that. Aemond always read a chapter of a book in the library before bed. If he couldn’t prove himself with a dragon then perhaps he could gather as much knowledge as he could to make his father see him with value.
The sound of falling books startled him from his book and he walked to the source of the ruckus. He found Caspiana on the floor with several dusty books surrounding her. He knelt down to help her pick them up.
“Thank you.” she said timidly. When she saw who helped her she instantly closed her mouth.
“You should be more careful next time.” Aemond said calmly, not intending for her to take it as a scolding comment.
Caspiana bowed her head, “Y-yes Prince Aemond. I am sorry!” She quickly grabbed the book in his hand and made her way to the door.
“Wait! Why don’t you stay and read with me?”
Caspiana feared the Targaryen boys. They had more power over her and could easily get her in trouble. She could be sent home if they wished and she wouldn’t be able to do anything.
“I’m-I’m sorry my prince but it is late and-”
“Then as your prince I demand you to sit and read with me.”
Caspiana relaxed her stiff shoulders in defeat and took the chair by the fire. Aemond took the seat next to her and the two read their books in silence.
It soon became a routine for the Prince and the Lady to read their books by the fire every night before bed. Aemond often spent the time pretending to read and instead studied her face and how the firelight would highlight the bridge of her nose and how it brought out the dark purples of her eyes. He noticed the small freckles around her eyes and how the corner of her mouth twitched up whenever something pleasant happened in the story.
But their nights came to an end when Rhaenyra decided to take her family and her ward to Dragonstone. She was a dragon and would no longer endure the cruel rumors of the court.
Aemond found out about their departure when Caspiana didn’t show up to the library one night. He frantically knocked on her door only to be met with an empty room. He didn’t even get to say goodbye.
But his chance came during the funeral of Laena Velaryon. Caspiana stayed with her cousins and avoided the Greens. She tried not to look in Aemond’s eyes. She had no doubt that he was cross with her for leaving without saying goodbye. It was one of her greatest regrets. The fire felt so cold on Dragonstone and the books seemed to keep going on and on with no interesting moments. She felt lonely without his stare and quickly gave up her nightly ritual of reading before bed.
Aemond thought that she didn’t think he was good enough. Of course he wasn’t. He was the Prince of Westeros and yet he didn’t have a dragon. But on a solitary walk on the beach the sight of the monstrous Vhagar sparked an idea in his mind.
Once he claimed her then Caspiana would see. She would see that he was worthy of her friendship and her hand in marriage. He would fly to Dragonstone on Vhagar’s back if he had to. Take her without Rhaenyra’s blessing and wed her in the Faith of the Seven.
Aemond swaggered back to the castle after the best hour of his life. He finally flew on a dragon for the first time and he claimed the largest and oldest dragon alive. But his good mood was quickly ruined at the sight of the Strong boys and his Uncle Daemon’s kids. His smile dropped when he saw Caspiana with them, holding onto Rhaena’s hand.
It happened so fast. Baela swung first, she wouldn’t take Aemond stealing her dead mother’s dragon and she wouldn’t take his cruel insults. He quickly threw her aside as his nephews charged to attack him. It was a four against one and Aemond found himself on the ground taking their punches and kicks. Caspiana spectated, out of fear. She didn’t want Jace, Luke, Baela, and Rhaena to hate her if she helped Aemond but she wanted to help him.
But Aemond swiftly removed the four from him and grabbed Lucerys by the throat. Caspiana acted quickly and shoved the prince to which he instinctively threw her back onto the stone wall. He would have killed Strong bastards if it weren’t for the sand. The next thing he knew, hot blood and an instant searing pain filled the entirety of his left face.
The incident in the throne room did nothing but feed the flaming hostility between the Queen and the Princess. Rhaenyra defended her sons and her ward while Alicent demanded justice for her son’s eye. But Aemond kept his eyes, no his eye, on Caspiana who tried to cover herself with Rhaenyra’s dress.
Caspiana felt alone. Baela and Rhaena clinged onto their grandparents who hugged them tightly. Jace and Luke hid behind Rhaenyra and Aemond clutched onto his mother’s hand. She had no grandparents to hug or mother to feel protected. Rhaenyra’s priorities were Jace and Luke so Caspiana settled for gripping her warden’s dress.
The Blacks left Driftmark the day after Laenor’s burnt remains were found. They returned to Dragonstone where they raised the Princes Jacerys and Lucerys with the Princess Rhaena and Lady Caspiana. Baela stayed behind as a ward to her grandmother, Rhaenys.
Five years after the Driftmark incident, a letter from King’s Landing arrived. It was written by the Hand of the King, Otto Hightower. It was a marriage proposal for the Lady Celtigar. Now eighteen, she was considered to be too old to be unmarried. Proposals flooded in everyday but Rhaenyra always rejected them on the basis that none were good enough for her ward. But this one was different. The King himself proposed it. He often dreamed about his Aemma and in his dreams she whispered about their daughter and her niece.
Seeing it as a King’s order, Caspiana accepted and flew to King’s Landing where she would wed Prince Aemond Targaryen. It was with regret that Rhaenyra and her family could not attend the joyous occasion. In truth, Rhaenyra did not want to see what she thought would be a miserable pairing. She wanted better for her little cousins but she could not deny the dying King’s request. Caspiana understood and assured Rhaenyra that she would be okay. That she would learn to love the One-Eyed Prince.
And she was right. Upon meeting him after five years the two felt their spark reignite. Aemond disregarded the role she played on the night he lost his eye and the two fell in love. They resumed their nightly ritual of reading by the fire before bed and added a kiss every night before they departed. The wedding was festive and filled with lots of dancing and drinking. It was perhaps the first time that Alicent saw her son truly happy since he lost his eye. Even Helaena appeared to be having fun. She danced with Caspiana and the twins, Jahaerys and Jahaera, and even convinced Aegon to leave his wine cup for two minutes.
It came to no one’s surprise that the Lady Caspiana was with child four months after their wedding. As she grew larger the maesters confined her to the bed. She no longer made appearances at court and spent most of the day in her nightgown. She felt lazy and ugly for doing nothing the last few months of her pregnancy but Aemond assured her every night that she still looked as beautiful as she had when he fell in love with her.
The birth was painful and long. Two agonizing days of labor gave the happy couple a beautiful girl whom they named Daella, after the baby’s great grandmother.
But every good thing came to an end. Two weeks after birth, Princess Daella passed. It was said that the wail Lady Caspiana gave after discovering her child’s corpse was heard throughout the city. One more pregnancy but Caspiana never gave birth. She felt lonely and depressed. Only Aemond could make her smile. She truly loved him with all of her being.
The arrival of Rhaenyra and her family to defend Lucerys’s claim to Driftmark greatly lifted her mood. Caspiana was seen roaming the halls of the Red Keep once again and stayed by her cousin Rhaenyra’s side. It seemed cruel. Her cousin was blessed with fertility with five children and a sixth on the way while it was rumored the Caspiana’s womb was cursed. But the company of her cousin distracted her from her barren womb and she felt like a child once more with her cousins.
The family dinner started off tense but eased after several reconciling toasts were made. Caspiana held the hand of Aemond as she listened to the speech Jace made, praising his uncles and wishing for a happy future. Things were going swimmingly until the roasted pig was brought out. Memories of The Pink Dread filled Aemond’s head and a faint snickering led him to slam the table, raising his cup.
“Final tribute. To the health of my nephews Jace, Luke, and Joff.” Caspiana tapped his leg, signaling him to behave. But he ignored his wife, “Each of them handsome, wise, hm Strong.”
“Aemond.” his mother warned.
“Come, let us drain our cups to these three Strong boys.”
“I dare you to say that again!” Jace challenged.
The night ended with a fight and Caspiana giving him the cold shoulder. She stayed silent as she dressed in her nightgown and crawled into bed. Not one to be ignored, Aemond ignored her too, knowing that his silence would lead his wife to give up hers.
“You’re an ass, you know that?” Caspiana broke the silence.
Aemond smiled and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek to which she squirmed away, “I love you.” He reached for another but she crawled out of the bed.
“I’m being serious! This was a chance at reconciliation. It doesn’t have to be this bitter all the time.”
Aemond sighed, “My love that will never happen. If I didn’t say anything then someone would have tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that. We are fated to always war with each other.”
“How do you think that makes me feel? To have the people I grew up with, Rhaenyra is practically my mother. Jace and Luke are my brothers and you are my love. I cannot choose a side in your silly war.”
Aemond lifted the blanket and opened his arms, “If I promise to apologize to them in the morning will you come back to bed?”
Caspiana remained standing with her arms crossed, “You should want to apologize to them because you know that it was wrong to question their legitimacy.”
“Fine. I want to apologize to them because it was wrong of me to question their legitimacy.” But his words were empty. Caspiana relented and crawled into the bed.
The next morning Caspiana bid Rhaenyra and her cousins goodbye while Aemond checked on his sister and her children. His eye widened when he saw his frantic mother sitting with his sister. He felt the castle feel more solemn than normal and the angry footsteps of his grandfather confirmed his suspicions. King Viserys was dead.
Caspiana quickly returned to her room after bidding her family goodbye. She left her embroidery needle by her bedside table and grabbed it. She felt like working in the godswood today. But she panicked when she realized that the door was locked from the outside. She tried it again but it did not budge.
“Help!” she pounded. “I’m locked inside help!”
Her pleas were left unanswered for hours until the door unlocked and Aemond entered. She rushed into his arms and kissed him. “What has happened?” She sensed his stress and sat him down by the fire.
“Father is dead.”
Caspiana’s eyes widened and she covered her mouth. “No. He can’t be.”
“We always knew that this day would come. We just never realized it until it happened.”
“Is Rhaenyra here then? Surely they would have let her know before she returned to Dragonstone.” Aemond stayed silent. “Rhaenyra knows right? She has to be here they must crown her as soon as possible-”
“We have a new king.” Aemond answered coldly.
Caspiana looked at him with horror, “What do you mean?” Her eyes widened even more at the realization of his words. “You can’t! Aegon isn’t the heir! Viserys-”
“Is dead. Aegon is the heir, he always has been.”
Caspiana shook her head, “No, Viserys declared her as his heir. Rhaenyra is the queen-”
Aemond stood and grabbed his wife’s shoulders, “Listen to me! Aegon is the King, his coronation is today and we will witness it along with thousands of the townspeople.”
Caspiana started to tear, “You! Stop it! You’re usurping the throne! Is this because of Alicent? That Green bit-”
Aemond did it before he realized what he was thinking. His hand swiftly slapped Caspiana’s cheek. It was always an instinct to defend his mother from all who would speak ill of her. After being his only support after losing his eye he grew fiercely loyal to her.
Caspiana’s tears flowed as she touched her cheek.
“My love I’m-I’m sorry I-”
She grabbed the knife attached to his belt, “Come any closer and I will cut your eye!”
Aemond held his hands out cautiously, “Okay. I promise I won’t touch you again.”
Caspiana pointed toward the door, “Let me out!”
“You know I can’t do that.”
“I hold the knife! Let me out now!”
Aemond quickly disarmed her and threw the knife across the room. “Your maids will come soon. The coronation is tonight at the Dragon Pit.”
“No!” Caspiana shoved him into the wall, “I will not bend the knee to your traitorous brother!”
Aemond flipped their positions and trapped her between his arms and the wall. “You will. As your lord husband I command you to.”
Caspiana spit in his good eye and he flinched.
“You can’t make me!”
“If you refuse to then I will order Vhagar to tear Terrax apart in front of you!”
Caspiana looked at him with hate in her eyes. Something that he thought he would never see. “You wouldn’t.”
“Don’t test me.”
The two were interrupted by a knock on the door. Aemond allowed Caspiana’s handmaidens to enter and left the room. A carriage brought the two to the Dragon Pit and she stayed silent despite his pathetic attempts to make conversation. He even asked her if she was wearing a new dress but she just coughed.
The crowning of Aegon was quick and the crowd cheered for their new king. But the moment was interrupted when the Red Queen Meleys crashed through the floor, crushing and killing hundreds of viewers. On top of the dragon sat Princess Rhaenys who donned her full battle armor.
Caspiana braced herself for the dragon’s hot breath. No doubt that Rhaenys would tell Rhaenyra of her presence on the platform. Caspiana would die with Rhaenyra thinking that she was a traitor. Aemond cradled her head to his chest, forcing her look away from the dragon while he stared at his distant cousin atop the beast.
Instead of a hot death, the dragon roared. Caspiana kept her eyes closed the entire time. Only after Meleys and Rhaenys left did she realize that she was still alive.
That night Aemond and Caspiana laid in each other's arms in silence. Her heart still raced from the previous events and it felt like ten days had passed. He stroked his thumb on her arm and pressed a kiss onto her head.
“We nearly died today.” Caspiana croaked out.
Aemond shushed his wife and held her tighter, “But we are alive my dear. This is the brutality of my sister. She and the Blacks will stop at nothing to murder us, the Greens. You my love are a Green whether you acknowledge it or not.”
“But Rhaenys did not kill us.” She placed her hand on his chest, “Our hearts are still beating.”
“Yes we are. Rhaenys very well may have ignited this war with the murder of the innocent townspeople. What do you think will happen when we encounter her or Daemon next? Do you think that he will show you any mercy when you meet him? He will not care that you were Rhaenyra’s daughter.”
Caspiana stayed silent as she stared at his sapphire eye.
“My love you must know that there is nothing you can do that will convince Rhaenyra that you are anything but a traitor. So please, truly bend the knee to Aegon and you will have the protection of the one true crown.”
Caspiana stayed silent for a long time. Aemond thought that she fell asleep and tugged on her hair to make sure that she was awake.
“Alright.” she answered. “I will bend the knee.”
She did good on her word and bent the knee to Aegon the next day. She had no time to spend with Aemond for he kissed her goodbye and left for Storm’s End, the ancestral seat of House Baratheon to gather their loyalty with the promise of a marriage pact between one of Lord Borros’s daughters and his brother Prince Daeron who resided in Oldtown at the moment.
The next day the Green Council decided to put their faith in Aemond’s wife. Caspiana mounted Terrax with the mission of gaining House Celtigar’s fealty to King Aegon. A mission that she had no intention of fulfilling.
Terrax took off to Claw Isle. The shortest way was to cut through Dragonstone to cut through the Blackwater Bay which Caspiana was specifically warned not to take. Once out of sight from the highest tower in King’s Landing, she made a detour to Dragonstone. But in order to arrive at Dragonstone she had to cut through the sea that stood between Storm’s End and Dragonstone.
It was unfortunate that a terrible storm stood in her way and Caspiana struggled to guide Terrax as they dodged lightning while rain pelted down on them. The shriek of a dragon caused her to nearly fall off her saddle. Against her rational thoughts, Caspiana investigated and found a petrified Luke and frantic Arrax who flapped his wings rapidly.
“Luke!” she yelled.
“Cassie!” he exclaimed, slight relief in his voice. “Help me! It’s Aemond!”
“What?” Before Luke could answer, the menacing form of Vhagar dwarfed the two. “Holy fuck! Get under me!” Luke obeyed and drove Arrax to fly close underneath Arrax.
Caspiana flew up to meet her husband whose eye widened at the sight of his wife. “Caspiana!” It was one of the few moments when he called her by her name.
“Stop this at once, Aemond!”
He snarled, “Get out of my way Caspiana, I won’t ask you twice.”
“What have you become my husband? Turn around now and return to King’s Landing.” Terrax flapped his wings rapidly, fearing Vhagar’s presence.
Vhagar knocked the blue dragon to the side, leaving Caspiana barely hanging onto her dragon as he gained his balance. The larger dragon continued on as Arrax took refuge in the small crevice between two adjacent islands. Caspiana followed her husband but it was no use, her dragon couldn’t keep up with the larger.
“You owe a debt!” Aemond taunted in Valyrian. “Boy!”
Knowing that her smaller beast wouldn’t have an effect on the larger, Terrax released a stream of fire onto Vhagar. It did what she intended, perhaps a little too much. Vhagar turned away from Luke and his dragon, allowing them to escape and fly back to Dragonstone.
The she-dragon opened her jaws which Terrax avoided. The blue beast was small yet fierce. He clawed the elder’s neck prompting her to release a cry louder than the thunder. Vhagar released a jet of hot flames onto the smaller and Caspiana yelped as her left sleeve caught on fire. She patted the flames out and prayed that there were no burns on her skin.
“No! Vhagar!” Aemond scolded. “Serve me!”
The dragon ignored him and continued to pursue Caspiana. “Aemond!” she cried out in fear when Vhagar nearly bit Terrax’s neck. An injury that was sure to have been fatal.
Terrax retaliated with his claws and slashed at the elder’s eye. Vhagar was a fierce war dragon but also grew slow with age. She shrieked out in pain. She would never see in her right eye again.
The pain spurred Vhagar on, completely disregarding Aemond, she flapped her wings harder and opened her jaws. They closed on the lower region of Terrax and she bit clean through.
Caspiana could only watch in horror as her dragon started to tumble down. He screamed in pain as the two hit rocky cliffs but shielded his rider from the damage as much as possible. They landed on sand and Caspiana was flung onto the ground from the impact.
Vhagar angrily landed and Aemond commanded her to stay put. After seeing Caspiana slowly stand his relief at seeing her alive quickly transitioned into fury.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” he yelled. He pulled her arm to make her stand. “Why were you even there?”
Caspiana pulled her hand from his grip, “Your mother sent me to Claw Isle to gather their support!”
Aemond scoffed, “Do you take me for a fool? If you truly intended to carry out your orders you would have gone by land, far from the sight of Dragonstone. You intended to be caught!”
“No I did not! I flew above Rosby when I heard your dragons call and went to investigate!”
“You’ve always been a horrible liar.” Aemond looked at Terrax whose eyes were slowly blinking, trying to regain consciousness. He turned to Vhagar and gave the command to kill. A death blow now would be merciful.
“No!” Caspiana cried. She gripped Aemond’s coat and fell to her knees. “Please! Please don’t kill him! Please!”
Aemond smirked, “Death is merciful to your dragon who will die in several days' time.”
Caspiana shut her eyes as Terrax’s painful screams filled the air. She sobbed into Aemond’s coat and he took his last breath before releasing one long stream of fire then dropping for the final time.
Aemond grabbed her hair, “Do you see what I can do wife? I hold the power here and you must obey me.”
“Or what? You’ll feed me to Vhagar? Then do it already because I won’t be obeying you in the future so you might as well kill me now!”
Aemond felt no pity for her. “Perhaps I shall. But as your merciful husband who loves you, I will give you a chance at redemption.” He spoke no more and she heard no more as he hit her head with the hilt of his sword, rendering her unconscious.
Caspiana woke up in a hot cell on the filthy floor. The cells adjacent were filled with noble men and women alike. She sat up and crawled to the bars, noticing that she was alone in her cell.
“Lord Caswell!” She called when she recognized him.
“Oh, my dear you too?” he said. “They’ve starved us for three days, and only gave us enough water to keep us barely alive.” he spoke slowly and quietly.
“Why?”
“They want us to bend to the knee. But Rhaenyra is the true heir.” he answered.
Caspiana figured that was something that Aemond was trying with her. She already broke one oath. The break another would make her an enemy to the people of Westeros for there was nothing worse than an oathbreaker.
Aemond sat in his shared chambers quietly in thought. While he definitely felt like killing her, he couldn’t. She was his wife and he would then be known as a kinslayer. What was worse than being known as a kinslayer? Not only a kinslayer but an oathbreaker. He would break his oath to protect her at their wedding.
Surely she would be nearly dead by the time her three days were up. She would embrace him and tell him that she loved him and that her loyalty was to him. Not to Aegon and not to Rhaenyra but he who should be the king.
But then again, he didn’t suspect her to betray him like that after she had bent the knee to Aegon and vowed to protect the crown. She went back on her word and intended to fly to Dragonstone before Aemond caught her.
But she said that she loved him. He didn’t question her love for him and never did but he couldn’t help but think of her motives. Perhaps she felt inadequate as a cousin of Rhaenyra. With her mother dying at a young age she was desperate to have a mother figure in her life and that was Rhaenyra. But his sister had her own children to worry about. She had no time to be a mother to Caspiana while having children and loving the others. There was simply not enough love in Rhaenyra’s heart for Caspiana. Yes, that must have been it. She thought that she could still get Rhaenyra’s approval and love if she betrayed her husband, the one she loved the most.
Aemond practically leapt from his chair and raced down to the dungeons. It was the middle of the night but the night shift servants watched as the prince skipped giddily down towards the lower floors.
He reached the dungeons and opened the door to Caspiana’s cell. She sat with her back on the wall and opened her eyes to find Aemond standing above her. He smiled and kissed her forehead.
“I love you.” he planted a kiss on her mouth.
Instead of welcoming him in her arms, Caspiana recoiled and pushed him away, “Is that why you killed my dragon and imprisoned me in this filthy cell?”
Aemond grabbed her hand and ignored the nobles in the neighboring cell who watched the two as if it was a dramatic play. “My love, you must have suffered greatly growing up as Rhaenyra’s ward. Always second best to her children and never deserving of her love. But it is okay. You do not need her love. You will grow to accept that just as I had with my father.”
Caspiana pulled her hand away from his, “Are you serious? Rhaenyra treated me as if I were her daughter. I was put on the same pedestal as Jace and Luke. What are you talking about?”
As if suddenly aware of all the eyes on them, Aemond turned to give a nasty look at the nobles who were too tired to be frightened. “Don’t do this to me, don’t betray me like that again!”
“Again? What do you mean again?”
Aemond ignored her question and continued, “Aegon wants you dead. He wants to make an example of you. To let everyone know that any traitors will not be spared. Even if she is married to the prince.”
“The second son. The spare.” Caspiana spat.
Aemond grabbed her jaw and tightened his grip. “Things were so lovely before Rhaenyra came along.” He let go of her and angrily stomped out of the cell.
To rub salt into the wound, Aegon declared that if Caspiana did not swear fealty to him within five days time, then Aemond would be forced to execute her. “I’ll let you choose how she dies. Just be creative brother.” He said cheerfully.
Aemond now felt the immense pressure to not only convince his wife to swear her vows to Aegon once more and to come up with a creative way to kill her that would please his brother. Would he drown her in the murky waters of Blackwater Bay? Poison her last meal? What was he thinking? Killing his wife? Who would he be without her? She was his everything and if he was the one to take it away then he had nothing to live for. He could bury her alive. That was a creative way that Aegon would surely enjoy. But he would complain that he would not be able to see the life leave her eyes. And there was a possibility that she could escape and come back to enact her revenge on her lord husband as he slept.
Aemond couldn’t decide whether she should live or die.
But he couldn’t deny the toll that this decision inflicted upon him. He felt weaker and found it difficult to carry out his duties. He rarely left his room and left Ser Criston alone in the courtyard, waiting for the prince to arrive to train. Aemond looked at his sword in disgust at the thought of using it on his wife. Was this who he was? His dead heart, cold and petrified, filled with so much hate that he would choose his revenge on his nephew over his wife’s life?
After five days Caspiana had not sworn anything. Aegon even gave her an extra day to think about her decision but she was so hungry that she had no energy to think and spent the majority of the day sleeping. The nobles in the adjacent cells were already executed, publicly hanged for their treasons against the Crown.
Aemond made peace with the fact that Caspiana would not live much longer. He cradled her head in his lap as he allowed himself to cry. One of the few moments he did so since he lost his eye and was forced to grow up. He stroked her hair softly and she opened her eyes weakly.
She managed to muster a smile, too weak to feel any anger toward him. Only love filled her body. “My love.” she whispered.
Aemond’s tear dropped onto her cheek and he wiped it off. “You will go to heaven my dear. With our babies. Our little Daella and our son Aenar.”
“Aenar? We have a boy?” she asked in happy disbelief.
“Yes, my love. And you will meet him soon. I envy you for that.”
“Where am I going? Can’t you come with me?” she smiled.
Aemond shook his head, “I’m sorry my stars, I cannot.”
“But why?” she started to cry.
Aemond wiped her tears with his thumb. “I have my duties here. But as soon as I finish them I promise. You will go to the better place first and enjoy your time there so do not cry beautiful.”
“Am I still beautiful? Even though I’m crying right now?” she asked.
Aemond nodded, “The most beautiful I’ve ever seen. The most beautiful in all of the lands.”
“Even Essos?”
“Especially Essos.”
Caspiana sighed, “That’s good.” The two stayed silent before she broke it once more, “I think I see them Aemond. Our Daella and Aenar. My mother is there too! And Aunt Aemma!”
Aemond allowed his tears to flow freely. “Good, my love. Go to them, I will see you soon.”
Caspiana mustered a weak nod and closed her eyes, “I will see you soon, Aemond.”
He sniffled as tears crawled down his face uncontrollably. “I love you.” But he received no response. And it was announced the very next day that Caspiana Celtigar Targaryen was executed on charges of treason against the Crown.
When Rhaenyra heard of her daughter’s death she collapsed to the ground and wailed for her lost daughter that never was.
A/N: Please let me know your thoughts this is my first tumblr fic!
#hotd aemond#aemond imagine#aemond x oc#aemond targaryen#house of the dragon#hotd#hotd fanfic#aemond targaryen x oc#rhaenyra targaryen#dark!aemond targaryen#dark!aemond#possessive!aemond#asoif
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Been enjoying your polls lately! do you have any headcannons on how you think cs live their married + family life? Like their habits, their kids, their jobs, their last names etc etc (also so happy you have asks now!!!)
Hi!!
Yes, I sure do have some! Maybe more then you asked for😅
But I have to say that I didn't watch season 7 and though I have a general idea what happens in it, I could not possibly be more confused about its timeline so... let's just say „I've elected to ignore it".
For their honeymoon, Emma and Killian go on a long cruise along the East Coast (there are many advantages to marrying the real Captain Hook), maybe to Florida and back and they make several stops along the way in different places. Killian explores more of the strange land without magic (and with way too much technology) with Emma as his guide and it’s very fun and wholesome
Of course, they inevitably interact with regular people and there is so much comedic potential in that. Obviously because Killian is 200-year-old pirate from another realm but it's time for Emma to realize that she's not the normal person constantly bewildered by the existence of fairytale characters anymore... she's one of the magic freaks now, she has to stop herself midsentence before she accidentally says something that would sound insane
Just imagine Emma and Killian finding themselves at a bar, getting to know some friendly strangers and they start playing Never have I ever... infinite possibilities how that could get increasingly weird
They have an adventure in the Bermuda triangle too, because nothing can be normal for Storybrooke's heroes
Hope Swan Jones is born 2 years after the end of season 6 and she adores her big brother Henry, even though their dynamic is still more like young uncle/niece because of the big age gap but they get full sibling energy when it comes to an argument
Swan is her middle name just to confuse everyone
I've always imagined Hope with dark hair and green eyes even though blond Hope seems to be much more popular. Now I'm contemplating the possibility of dirty blond
The jury is still out on whether or not they would have more than one kid but I suck at coming up with names so🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️
Emma continues to be Storybrooke's sheriff which at this point just means being the Savior. Let's be real Storybrooke hasn't enforced a single law since the first curse was broken and it’s not like deputy Captain Hook has ever had a lot of regard for law, but... They try to maintain order more or less. Things do get more peaceful, but it's still Storybrooke so of course stuff happens from time to time but nothing traumatizing or apocalyptic. Nevertheless, Emma and Killian solve occasional mysteries together and keep Storybrooke citizens safe
Killian is the first member of Belle's Book Club, because he supports his friend Belle when she decides to start organizing fun activities at the library. You just know he read the original version of The Odyssey. Other book club members include for example August, sister Astrid and Leroy (who is only there for Astrid and their will-they-won't-they non-discreet romance annoys Killian to no end because he's not a bloody matchmaker why are they asking him what the other thinks of them)
The Swan-Jones family goes sailing on their family vacations every summer!
Make it a joint family vacation with Belle and little Gideon. Belle finally gets to travel and Hope and Gideon become unlikely childhood friends.
There's also at least one Swan-Jones and Charmings camping trip that includes Snow teaching Hope and Leo how to make a fire and build shelter in the wilderness, sword duels with sticks, stargazing, campfire songs, so many campfire songs! (they all have such beautiful singing voices and they should use them) This is also time for Emma to bond with her parents and experience something she didn't have as a kid
"Eat some bloody vitamins" dad Killian vs. "Popcorn mixed with milk duds" mom Emma
Killian Jones cannot look at a child he has some connection to without being like "Welp looks like I have to teach this little pirate everything there is to know about sailing and navigating by the stars and secret maps, I simply must, it's the code..." So Hope can tie every kind of knot there is and becomes an expert in old timey boat stuff by middle school
She loves it because 1) it's a special thing she and her dad can bond over 2) it makes her feel cool and smart 3) she's a total nerd 4) she inherited the innate love for the ocean that runs in her dad's side of the family
Hope has magic but she's not super good at it, Emma helps her practice and sometimes pulling an innocent prank on dad or grandpa is part of the practice
Killian makes so many dad jokes. And so does Emma
Killian sings Hope to sleep when she's little and Emma reads bedtime stories to her
Sometimes she reads something like Winnie the Pooh and Hope asks if Winnie the Pooh is also real and Emma shuts the book and stares at the wall and has an existential crisis for a second because who knows at this point he might as well be??
So, these are some of them that I salvaged from the absolute chaos that is my notes app... Thanks for the ask❣️
#in my alternate season 7 henry goes to college#(and maybe drops out has a quarter life crisis and goes to some magic land to collect stories)#that might be similar to actual season 7 i guess#but i’d have henry meet sheherezade and they would be like story-collector rivals/partners/friends/maybe love interests#they’d just have a thing#that’s fully inspired by d20: neverafter btw#but without the horror stuff#putting this in the tags because its kinda off topic#i’m still developing this idea#captain swan#killian jones#emma swan#hope swan jones#the swan jones family#ouat headcanon#answered asks
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people/critics saying that the mario movie isn't emotional driven or lack emotions are CLEARLY single children and/or have only one kid. Or if they have multiple kids, then i feel sorry for the children because there is nothing worse than having a parent raised as a single child and then trying to raise brothers and sisters at the same time. these people CANNOT understand the connection between siblings. therefore they cannot comprehend the pure emotion between the mario brothers in the movie, which is, BY THE WAY, extremely healthy and wholesome, something that we don't really see much in medias.
sure the mario movie isn't exceptionally revolutionary story wise but it shows what fraternal love is at its purest form. the real emotions in that movie were from mario and luigi's interaction and bond. you can feel how much they care for each other, by simply looking at their body language but also the things they do to cheer themselves up. luigi going to mario's room to reassure him that he isn't bringing his little bro down with him is such a sweet, real moment. when they're separated and mario is worried as fuck about luigi because they were never apart for this long hit me in my feels so hard you have no ideas.
maybe i am a little biased towards these kind of relationships/tropes, but i have a good reason to be. my sisters and i were separated from our mom when we were kids, and the social services also wanted to separate us sisters across the country at some point. we got lucky because we have the best mom in the universe, no joke no exaggeration, but even then there was still the threat that we could be split apart once again. luckily it didn't happen. but we learned to stick to each other and that family is an important value that medias don't fucking care about. i keep seeing tv shows where there's always the mean family member who annoys the protagonist or something, or that the "interesting" family dynamic in these shows is that they're toxic as fuck because haha, look they're not a perfect family after all, or whatever.
so i can tell you that seeing the mario brothers getting separated was painfully heartwrenching for me. sure i knew it was gonna happen, that was in the first trailers, but hey, the build up before that scene in the movie was awesome and made the scene even more painful to watch. and i can tell you that their reunion was the most beautiful scene in the whole movie. mario saves luigi from a certain death and when he looks at his little bro all safe and sound and the sheer relief on his face, i fucking cried man. they hugged so hard because they've been apart from each other and they needed that physical contact so badly. showing affection physically towards our brothers and sisters is completely normal and must be shown in medias. only sick weirdos would interpret it the wrong way, because they don't know about fraternal love. it's a sweet and natural love that exists and we need to talk about it. i can't exactly say my relationship with my sisters is that perfect idyllic love, but that's why it's so important for me to see a healthy relationship between brothers.
the mario movie was emotional, but just because it wasn't the emotions these idiots wanted it doesn't mean there wasn't any emotion in the movie. there was, and it's called fraternal love. you didn't feel it? then you don't value family as much as you think you do. fraternal love is real and i will not stand people shitting on it like it's nothing.
#fallen-gabrielle talks about something#mario movie#super mario movie#super mario bros movie#mario movie spoilers#fraternal love#bitch we need more of that
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random thoughts about castaway diva, episode eight
(read more because i always get carried away lol and this post might contain spoilers)
First of all, I can't imagine how bo geol feels when his brother asked him to recount the day their father hit woo hak with a chair. He's the only one who remembers everything and he's had to hold all of that in for his whole life. I can't begin to understand how that must have felt for him. He's such a strong person and I admire him for his perseverence and strength. I'd love it if he talked about his feelings more in the future. I know the story is focused on mok ha, but like the first episode showed, mok ha and ki ho have formed a super strong bond. All of that to say bo geol's feelings/story are a crucial part to this drama so it'd be nice if we got to know a little bit more about bo geol's feelings.
With that said, I also understand how difficult it must be for bo geol to be vulnerable around anyone. Ever since he was a kid, he's had to fend for himself and act as if nothing happened. He's protected himself by wearing this armor and now that he's grown up, he doesn't know how to act differently. The saddest part is he's tried numerous times to escape from his father. He even went as far as to call the police on his own dad (a police officer himself) for ab*se. But guess what? The police did nothing! The only time he's asked for help, the people that had the power to help him abandoned him and didn't believe him because his dad couldn't do that. Mr Jung seems like a nice man. He's a good police officer. "Plus, it's your dad ki ho. How could he do that to you?" All of that made being vulnerable impossible for him. He couldn't trust anyone. He was away from his loving family for years so the only person he could count on was himself. He was along for quite some time. He cried to himself, he had no one to hug/comfort him. No wonder being vulnerable and open about his feelings is a hard task for bo geol.
So I was right, ki ho and the "father" living in chunsam island happened after the chair incident. It's heartbreaking to see him being dragged with his father with no one to help him. What's even more heartbreaking is the mom's words "For the time being, don't provoke your father." There's an uncertainty in what she's saying. She doesn't even know if he'll be able to be him back home once the older brother is okay. The desperation in young ki ho's eyes is unbearable to watch. You want to stop that from happening. Then they hatched up a plan and ki ho was finally able to escape from his father. The reunion was wholesome. I must admit I shed a tear or two :')
Lee Uk really is an angel. This man is the living proof that love does move mountains 🩷 I'm so happy the mother found him. Thank you lee uk for what you've done for the family. You're a real man.
I'm sick and tired of woo hak wanting things to go his way and ignore everybody else's feelings. He annoys me sometimes.
It's so refreshing to see bo geol finally being ready to live as ki ho (at least to mok ha) because he's got tired of living in fear. I can't pinpoint what exactly triggered him but it's great to see.
AGHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'd love to be able to express myself clearly but my brain goes literally BBGRFEDECYGHTGFDFGHJ when i see how bo geol cares about mok ha. He knows that she doesn't want to pursue her dream after meeting with mr jung, yet bo geol is trying to convince her that becoming a famous singer would help the family. He's trying his hardest to not make her feel guilty and that proves he's her number one fan. He never stopped believing in her, even when she no longer could do so for herself. ALL IN ALL BO GEOL CARES 💖
On a completely unrelated note, chae jong hyeop has such a beautiful voice 😍 i'm falling in love with him,
Seeing mok ha and bo geol enjoying their time together is oh so sweet because it's the first in a looooooooooooooong time they get to be carefree and enjoy the moment. They've always had to endure the pain of being ab*sed so it's nice to witness them sharing memories with each other now that they know who the other is.
The camping scenes made me an emotional mess 😭😭😭 i think everyone in the family needed that moment to calm down and have fun. Also, it's beautiful to see that the family wanted to share with mok ha the first moment they reunited together without mr jung. It was a nice touch.
So happy to listen to dream us park eun bin version. She has such a beautiful voice.
All families deserve a dad like lee uk. The fact that he listened to bo geol being concerned about a nightmare he had that involved mr jung and acted upon it immediately shows how much he cares and loves his family. That man is an angel.
I- I'm not sure about the McD*n*ld's product placement. Even though it was funny how they accentuated the "th" sound in drive through lol
I feel for ran joo. All that pressure to keep being active and popular just so her mom's condition improves must be a lot to carry on her own. Once again, she's dealing with this alone. Thinking back on it, the years where she fell in disgrace must have been twice as hard for her. She's not only fighting for herself, she's also fighting for her mother.
Now why did ki ho go back to chunsam island and meet up with the man who betrayed him many many times and sided with mr jung? I know he has a plan but I'm scared for him.
I know bo geol wants to confront his dad but i'm scared for him. I don't want him to be harmed.
I really hope they catch mr jung. If not for the ab*se, at least for the car acc*dent.
It's interesting to see how ran joo got tired of mok ha giving up only once when she did it so many times to mok ha. I find that to be unfair! But at the same time, I understand she has a lot on her plate: her mother, the pressure to reach the 20 million album sales goal, the disgrace she's in right now, the realization that she is no longer the trend, the manipulation from her company. All of that is too much for one person. I know I'm contradicting myself but I can't help it.
I was a little frustrated with this episode so i'll give it an 8/10.
#if you know me you know the drill: i don't make any sense and i contradict myself#how can anyone understand what i wrote? I have no idea#if you have any theory you can leave them here lol#i feel like episode 9 will be full of twists and hopefully some things will get resolved#random(al) thoughts#kdrama#castaway diva
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[BYEON WOO SEOK, 30, CIS MALE, HE/HIM ] Welcome to Antioch, RYU SEO-JUN! Local sources report that you’ve been in town for 10 years and are known to be KIND yet TRUSTWORTHY. Others have dredged up rumors that you’re involved in MYSTERY SERIES as SOUND ENGINEER, but most know you for your work as a/n ACTOR. We’ll see you around town soon
Character Name: Seojun Ryu
Nickname (s): Jun
Face Claim: Byeon Woo Seok
Birthday: June 28th
Place of birth: Seoul, South Korea
Sexuality: bisexual, biromanitc
Zodiac: Cancer
MBTI: ISFJ
Moral Alignment: lawful good
Occupation: Actor
Place of work: n/a
Subplot affiliation: Mystery Series
3 positive traits: Kind, wholesome, caring
3 negative traits: trustworthy, gullible, blunt
Languages: English, korean, chinese, japanese
Love language: Physical Contact, acts of service
Biography (optional):
TW: parental death, accident
The world around him seemed to always be straight out of a fairytale, his imagination and the ability to be creative in his thoughts. The sky was the limit, as a child he was full of life. he saw the world through eyes of innocence, to naturally care, and help others. The child that came a long time after the firstborn. A bond that formed between the first and the last. The beauty of his lineage, the line of his family. Born to parents who were famous actors and singers, their talent was kind that was written or made into a documentary. Truly he believed that love could conquer all. His parents met on the set of a movie film known in his country. If that wasn't a prime example of how two people can meet and get together, he didn't know what else was.
His family was wealthy, however, he wanted to make a name for himself away from his parents' success. He didn't want to have doors open for him just because of his name. He was also blessed with good looks, one that had women swooning over him. Seo-jun radiated a warmth, that could capture hearts of those around him. At the time that his parents were becoming big in Korea, tragedy also struck. whether it was anti-fans, or people that hated on his family, someone had broken into his parents home and murdered them. He was away at the time, and only fifteen. Just like that his world came crashing down.
For a time he reverted to being a hermit, only leaving his home if needed, and he ended up staying with his older brother who was a college student. at that time it was hard for him to build connections, and relationships because he felt utterly alone. It was his brother who suggested a career in acting, it would become a safe outlet to pretend to be other people if it meant ignoring his own emotions. so for the next 5 years, he finished school and attended a University with his major in acting. At 20 he began his acting career and moved to the states. Landing him at Oregon on a movie set, though now it's been ten years, he wanted to shift careers into something else. when he joined the mystery series, he began to lean in towards solving cases.
Since arriving to Antioch:
He joined the mystery series as a sound engineer, even though his career is acting. he was a bit of a nerd in school. he often shows this dorky side to his fellow group.
A big movie fan, and often visits the theater, he also loves plants and animals. so he may stop by Secret Garden to look at the lovely display of flowers.
innocent in all ways, boyfriend? girlfriend? never had them. intimate relationship? doesn't know them. he's dated and kissed but nothing beyond that.
He has acted in TV shows and American movies, so some people may have seen him. He also doesn't mind if no one recognizes him either, that actually makes him more comfortable.
Has a fear of closed spaces and has anxiety, mostly because of anti-fans, it reminds him of how his parents died, and he wonders if he will meet that same fate.
Personality
One thing he notices is that everyone is captivated by him only because of his looks. so at times, he doesn't like that, because he believes people are only attracted to his good looks and not the person he is. He can be oblivious to flirtation or compliments and oftentimes does not realize that he also possesses a sexy sultry look. He can be a bit of a ditzy but will cheer you on. He is a supportive friend and golden retriever energy. once he falls, he falls like a poor puppy chasing.
Wanted Connection #1: older brother - he is the person that seo-jun cares about the most in this world. if it wasn't for his brother, he would have been truly lost. this is the person he goes to when he needs to talk. His brother also became his agent, and oversees his acting movies and choices.
Wanted Connection #2: JAE WALSH - a ride or die, this person sees him for who he is. they are as thick as thieves. their friendship is the kind that when they first met they connected. very platonic, people would think that they've dated or currently together but their connections is very special and unique. --who knows it could turn into something more.
Wanted Connection #3: a rival/enemy - someone who wants to see him crack. they may not like his whole sunshine energy and want to see him lose himself. give into the darkness, after all, no one can be that happy and positive all the time right?
#chronicletask#bio#intro#seojun bio#tw parental death#tw accident#tw mentions of claustrophobia and anxiety
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I know it’s pretty gurgy to tell this to you personally but
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I just honestly think that Mario and Luigi are just REALLY FREAKING ADORABLE in this movie❤️! I mean, just Sonic movie levels of ADORABLE!! Literally every single scene with them even when they’re separated, the looks, their expressions, the touchy-feely stuff with them (NOT IN THAT WAY NO), plus their REUNION it’s just… MY GOD, I just wanna squeeze them CHEEKS and give them both a hug 🤗
Bonus: I also think that Bowser is a gullible dork and I LOVE HIM 💕👍
You can gush about Mario and Luigi on here all you like 😊 All are welcome to show love and appreciation to one of the most beautiful brotherly bonds 💗
Just....everything about their relationship has been done so right in the movie. The wholesomeness at the beginning, the actual STING through the chest as they are separated....and the pure, raw LOVE that is displayed in their reunion. They are brothers bound for life ❤💚❤💚
Oh and the scene where Luigi saves Mario from the fire, Mario reaches out to him, and then they DIVE FOR THE STAR TOGETHER. That is everything I wanted too. They were ready to ride or die together. They had no idea what was going to happen. And the Star granting them both its power is an experience they will never forget ❤💚
#bowser is both a goof and a terrifying monster#whoops i gushed again#feel like i keep repeating myself and people are tired of MY gushing#super mario#mario#luigi#the super mario bros movie#super mario movie#mario movie#mario and luigi#brotherly love#brothers#reunion#love / devotion / i'll ride and die with you / i'll never leave your side#these bros ready to ride and die with each other#intertwined bond#bound as brothers for life#don't ya'll dare tag this as ship#multicolour ink answers
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