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parkersbliss · 2 years

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okay so i had this idea,, what if five has to pick between y/n (who isn't their partner yet) and saving his family? like, maybe the handler wants y/n in exchange for a briefcase thatll get his family home and stop the apocalypse and all that stuff.. what do you think he'd do? (..and is it possible to request an angsty fic out of it.. or you can just share your thoughts ! ^^)

this is too good to not write a fic of!! here it is:

Home | F. Hargreeves

pairing: five hargreeves x fem!reader

wc; 900ish

warnings: kidnapping, violence, the usual

synopsis: when fives forced to chose between your life or a way home, what does he pick?

a/n: yeah I firmly believe five would do this. there’s no way he’d chose.

requests: CLOSED

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It was quiet, eerily so.

It was taunting, really. Sitting alone with only your thoughts for company. Though there was occasionally, her to talk to. But really, she wasn’t fun to talk to. I mean, who wants to talk to the person that kidnapped them?

Honestly, if you were on your deathbed, you still wouldn’t talk to her. She was just so… peculiar. Always making these snide, barely-there comments on things. She certainly loved commenting on Five. You had a feeling, at some point, before the de-aging of Five, they hooked up. Which was weird to think about, considering he was very much not a senior or someone who looked like he could even get close to engaging in such an act with the Handler.

You often wondered if she was just immortal. It was such a nice surprise when she strolled back in like Five hadn't just shot her in the head.

And, of course, now she’d kidnapped you. These were one of those times you really wished you’d had some sort of power. Teleportation would sure be handy.

But no, instead, you were being used as leverage against Five. Again, stupid because Five wouldn’t pick you. You weren’t even sure if your relationship.

She had told you many times the plan she had for you. Five would stroll in, she’d hold a gun to your head and tell him to pick between you or his family.

You really loved knowing about your imminent death. You actually didn’t know what Five was going to do. You don’t blame him if he picks his family. Blood is thicker than water. Besides, although you’ve known Five for about a year now, he’s known you for less than twenty days.

You loved him, but you were sure he wasn’t going to reciprocate that.

Suddenly, there’s the sound of multiple crashes, someone shouts and discussion, and The Handler steps in front of you.

She claps her hands and squeals. “Oh, it’s show time, dear!”

“You’re better than I thought,” Someone croaked.

“And you are entirely average,” The person responded, which you knew better than anyone.

Five’s head turns to you, and The Handler strolls forward.

When he spots you, his face drops, and his jaw hardens.

“What do you want?” He spits.

“Oh, why so harsh?”

“What do you want?” He repeats a little more force this time.

“I want to propose you a deal,” The Handler drawls. “You let me keep the girl, and I get you a ticket home.”

Five just scoffs. “No way.”

The Handler tuts him. “A briefcase,” She corrects. “It’ll take you back to 2019, no apocalypse and no more prepubescent body.”

“No apocalypse?” Five questions.

Your heart drops a little at that. Of course, you expected him to put his family first, but that didn’t make it hurt any less.

“No apocalypse,” She echoes. “No more child-like body. No more problems. All you have to do is let me keep her.”

“And do what?”

She smiles, pulling the gun from her skirt. “Do this.”

The cold metal pressed against your forehead, and you let out a quiet whimper. It felt so much more real with it right between your eyes. You screwed your eyes shut, feeling your eyes well with tears. It was all happening so fast. You'd been stranded in 1973 for almost a year. It gave you time to process how you felt about Five. It made you realize how much you missed him — how much you needed him.

“Chose wisely, Five,” The Handler grins. “I can get you home.”

She clicks off the safety trigger, and you feel a single tear roll down your cheek.

“No apocalypse, nothing? We go back, and it’s normal?”

“Right where you left off.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then you’re stuck here.”

“And what do you get out of this?”

She shrugs. “To watch you suffer no matter which one you chose. Consider it payback for shooting me in the head — I’ll shoot hers.”

“Can I,” He gulps. “Can I talk to her?”

The Handler drops her gun, seeming please with her exchange. “You can.”

She steps back, and Five runs forward. He leans down to your level, wiping the tears from your cheeks. “(Y/N), listen to me. I’m not gonna do it. I’m gonna jump us, so you have to understand that we’re gonna be hunted. Do you understand that she won’t stop?”

You nod frantically, sniffling still. You weren't even sure you could speak because you were stunned. He came back for you. He was going to risk everything for you.

“Okay,” He said. “I’ll be right back.”

In a flash, he grabs the gun from the Handler, shooting her in the leg and sprinting back towards you. He yanks the restraints off, apologizing as they rub at your raw skin.

The Handler starts to get up, and he blinks you both out.

Your legs feel like jelly from sitting so long and having just been on death's door. Five notice, and he wraps an arm around your waist as you fall into him. You start to cry, having just experienced something so traumatic, and Five's heart breaks.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbles. “I'm so sorry. I should've been there. She shouldn't have taken you in the first place—”

“Thank you,” You force out. “Thank you for choosing me.”

Five shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I would never choose between you and my family, okay? And I am never letting something like that happen again.”

You sniffle, blinking away the tears as you lean on his shoulder. “Okay.”

“We’re gonna find a way home,” Five promises, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “We are going home without her help.”

— END —

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findafight · 20 days

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The "Robin would never date Steve's ex who broke his heart" take is FUCKING stupid for a lot of reasons.

First of off, the autonomy you're taking out of Robin with this.

Like she's not Steve's sidekick, she's not his yes man, she's an indepent girl who should be free to date any girl she wants.

She would never let her friendship with him ostacolate her love life.

Why the fuck she should do that?!

No one would.

And also, Steve is actually the one who hurt Nancy the most (slut Nancy Wheeler).

And if you think for a second that Robin would ever take Steve's side, then you're wrong.

Just stop centering everything around Steve, and stop reducing Robin to be just his sidekick, 'cause she's FUCKING not.

Hi! So. Pretty sure you found the most recent post I made (on April 6th) tagged anti rnce (and ONLY anti rnce. Not even stranger things. Just anti rnce and my personal original text post tag and a quip about choosing violence. So clearly if that’s how you got here you chose to not just send a post you disagreed with to your friends to rant about but came into my inbox and tried to start shit)And if you didn’t I truly don’t get how you, clearly a rnce fan, found me.

I’m going to be honest. Neither of us are going to change each other’s minds. I don’t like rnce for a lot of reasons, from i just don’t see a romantic spark there to a lot of the shippers being kinda shitty. I don’t care what you ship, really, just that. Claiming it’s canon or should be canon endgame etc gets annoying. And that a lot of the times the way I’ve seen the relationship portrayed (because, contrary to possibly popular belief, I have actually tried to read some fics for them. It’s also such a commonly untagged side or background pairing that I am subjected to it like that often as well) there’s so often weird terf or radfem red flags and alarm bells going off. I’ve seen someone harassed by rnce shippers for calling them out and then those shippers loudly regurgitating terf talking points like it’s fucking funny. I know all fandoms and ships have bad eggs but holy shit.

There’s been a few posts about how for some reason rnce fans try to portray people who don’t like it as making Robin Steve’s sidekick, when really we are acknowledging the facets of her characterization other than her lesbianism. Just because she likes girls doesn’t mean that’s the only thing that matters to her!

Yes, Robin liking girls is part of who she is, it influences how she acts and what she talks about, but it’s not the ONLY thing about her. She likes old movies, she enjoys pop and new wave music, she does her make up in her best friend’s car, she forgot to mention she never learned to drive because he forgot to ask if she could, she thinks combining into a super being with said best friend would possibly solve most of their problems.

Robin is a character who makes her own choices! She chooses to butt in at scoops, chooses to stay with Steve in the bunker to hold off the Russians, chooses to tell him her deepest secret, chooses to apply for jobs with Steve once they heal from the mall, chooses to spend a lot of time with him! And that’s rad. It gives us insight on who she is!

Whenever I’ve written or talked about Robin choosing not to date Nancy, I’ve always made it perfectly clear that it is Robin’s choice. Because given what we see of her in two seasons, Robin is loyal, and greatly values her friendship with Steve. Like. Regardless of how Steve feels about it, and I do think of Robin was legitimately interested in Nancy and Steve thought she had a chance, he’d encourage her to go for it. (Steve isn’t blindly encouraging Robin to hit on Vickie. He has high suspicions that Vickie is queer in some way too! She likes boobies!) I think Robin would think twice about it just because how much she encouraged stancy to get back together in s4.

Honestly, it makes me sad seeing how many times “why would robin choose her best friend’s feelings over getting a gf” is said because like. I value my friends’ feelings all the time. If I thought something I was doing was or would hurt them, I would reevaluate. Why WOULDNT Robin consider her best friend’s feelings? The first person she ever came out to? Who made her feel safe and accepted? Who made her laugh when she felt most vulnerable? Who she encouraged to get back with his ex? Romance is not a level up from friendship, it is not the endgame of life, it is not superior to any other relationship type. Treating friendships as less important to romance is something to reconsider and reevaluate.

Your last point. Anon, who is centring Steve now? Sure. He fucked up in s1. Literally no one denies that. He fucked up and he worked to make things right. He cleaned up the graffiti, he went to apologize to Jonathan, and he presumably apologized to Nancy, because she decided to date him for eleven months after that. I highly doubt there wasn’t heavy gossip about the graffiti or their breakup/makeup. I do agree that before Tina’s party Steve wasn’t helping Nancy as much as he could have, but Nancy wasn’t communicating to him either. They weren’t in the right place for each other. If we consider the alley the breakup, how is that not still breaking his heart? Yes Nancy was on a noble crusade, but it still had collateral damage. It’s something interesting about her character!

Robin wouldn’t be on board with the graffiti. But like. Steve’s changed and apologized since then. And She wasn’t there? She’s just here for the aftermath of Steve’s reignited feelings for Nancy. Idk. Both Steve and Nancy hurt each other in s1/2. It’s not a Steve v Nancy thing? It’s just an acknowledgment that of the two, Robin is closer to Steve. She’s more likely to consider him. She’s not omniscient to everything that happened or the persons feelings and reasons for doing it.

I’m sorry you don’t think friendship has an equal or greater value than some romantic relationship, it must suck. I also hope you find better things to do than to come to someone’s inbox and try to start something over a ship you like that they don’t.

#anti ronance #I censored it in my answer but anon didn’t so it might show up in the search #but not in the tag #findaanswers #listen. just get out of here #if you think I’m a stupid idiot then block and move on #but you clearly came here from somewhere looking at stuff to be mad at because I always make sure to tag #also everyone ignores that Steve has CURRENT FEELINGS for Nancy that ROBIN ENCOURAGED

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copias-juicebox · 9 months

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It's a Sin Chapter 2

Part 1 | Part 3 Part 4

Pairing: Cardinal Copia x fem! Reader Words: 5144 Genre: romance, angst, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort, SLOWBURN Warnings: explicit languge, violence, abuse, age gap, smut (in the upcoming chapters blabla)

Notes: so i finally got to write down the next part. I am sorry it took so long. Been procrastinating for ages. I was very insecure to write this but i actually found a very sweet soul here to help me. This is why i have decided to dedicate this chapter to the lovely @fishwithtitz. Literally an angel (or demon idk) sent from up or down. However she helped me soooo much writing this and without her you would not be reading this now. So huge kudos and all the love and appreciation for this amazing woman. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 (you should check out her works she is such a wonderful writer.)

18 years. It had been 18 long years since the night you ran away. The last time you were in your hometown was nearly two decades ago. And now, you are back.

It was so long ago, you barely even remembered the night at all. In your mind, there was just that awful night that resulted in your parents sending you away to learn the discipline they tried to beat into you, mentally and sometimes even physically. The dreadful day you wanted to forget so badly. Remembering that day and the following consequences had a shiver run down your spine. It left you with many scars mentally and you avoided thinking about it.

The school your parents chose for you was a few hours away from your home. It turned out to be an all girls school, run by catholic nuns that would enforce their teaching in only one way. “The way of God“ they always said.

You and all the other young girls had to learn what the nuns taught. The school followed the curriculum like any other school. Mathematics, language arts, science (even if many scientific facts were altered to fit the catholic beliefs), social studies and fine arts. Of course they taught everything from a catholic root and some of the subjects were taught in a very traditional way. Special courses in Bible work and Latin were forced on the students every afternoon. Even the fine arts like music and visual art they kept to a stern regulation. Any indication of „unholyness“ in the themes would be followed by extra bible lessons and hours spent in prayer with the Sister on duty. Nonetheless, your parents would not have sent you here if it were not run by catholic women in service of God. Like all the other girls, you had to obey the many arbitrary rules they set up. If you did not, they made sure you and everyone else were punished in quite severe ways. The nuns could be harsh and unforgiving. One time, a group of girls were found outside after curfew and they had to face the stick and had been locked away for a week.

In the beginning, you had a hard time— but you learned fast and they rarely found you breaking the rules in your later years. That did not mean you just rarely broke them, of course. You just had to be clever about it. Luckily, you were intelligent and learned to maneuvre your way the world. As they say “learn to swim, or you will drown.“ It was hard of course. You honestly tried to be a good girl. You told no lies, and that was when it would become very hard for you to stick to the teachings of the church since the nuns would ask you if they were suspicious of your actions. You always told them half truths. Enough to please them but never telling them nearly enough because that would get you hit with a paddle, your dinner forgone for days and hours of disciplinary work with the nuns to make you find your way back to God. The irony behind their words was never lost on you, only making your and everyone longing for freedom from God stronger.

As a girl, living in a world ruled by men and women acting in service of mankind, you had no say in your future. Your career was chosen long before you could even imagine working at some time in your life. So as soon as you settled into your new school, a nun called Sister Angela would ask you to help her in the infirmary. You were supposed to learn everything from a young age to later become a nurse. Sister Angela was an old and very strict sister. But you found she was actually very kind and warm inside. She was the closest thing you got to a mother figure in your new life so far away from your home. She taught you everything you knew. Everything about the school and the church that ruled over it.

She was very understanding when you were in your teenage years and even helped you once in a while when you were close to facing punishment for not doing your assigned chores in time for the 3rd time in a week. Without her, you might have ended up in a way worse condition than you luckily did. Some nights she was your rock in the waves, supporting you when you needed someone.

Luckily, your new occupation became a passion. You had always been happy to help anyone in need. No matter how. As long as you could help, you would nearly do anything to make other people’s lives easier. A people pleaser. That earned you a lot of praise in the later years from the people in town who got to benefit from your goodhearted nature many times over the years. That was the best feeling in the world — to be appreciated for your work filled you with happiness and it made your heart swell with pride.

After you graduated, you chose to pursue volunteer work on the streets. Helping others in need felt like your calling, and your parents were very happy about it. Working there for a few months gave you time to meet new people, and one day, a man came to you. He explained to you that he was working for a non profit organisation, and if you were interested, he could help you find a job. He would just need to know what your conditions were, and he would try to find a place that would be in dire need of a nurse.

You had been very grateful since you were in need of a job soon anyway. The volunteer work filled you with contentment, but you had to pay bills and your savings were wearing thin. You contacted him and told him that you would like to work somewhere for a church. You told him that you were not too picky, as long as you got your own room.

A few days later, he called you back telling you he found one place that was in desperate need of a nurse and under good conditions as well. It was an old church in a secluded area. They were offering to cover your living expenses, housing, food was inclusive, and they would pay you well enough. One extra perk they offered was that you could take courses in literature or arts for those who liked it. You were pleased to see that the church was located in the very same town you called your home, and since it was a church, you knew your parents would be supporting you to work there. „The Emeritus Church“ was what the guy on the phone said. You‘d never heard of that church before, but you figured it was a place of retired church officials and since you knew the older generation was not fond of electronic devices, you did not think too much of it when you did not find their website mentioned on the list of official catholic churches in your hometown.

You happily accepted the offer and tomorrow was the big day — the day you would start your first day as a nurse in the church.

You stood in front of the train station now. You could no longer live with your parents since they had moved away to another town 40 minutes away and a Sister, Sister Hannah from the Church with whom you had been writing, told you there would be a car to escort you to your new workplace. You were never that nervous in your life. Sister Hannah told you it would be a black Mercedes. She would be there waiting with the driver, and after a short period of time, you spotted a black S-Class rolling into your view.

The car came to halt in front of you and the door on the passenger side opened. A beautiful woman got out of the car. She was about your age you assumed. She wore a black habit and a big smile. As she approached you, the first thing that caught your attention were her shining grey-coloured eyes.

„Hello there. I am Sister Hannah. You might just call me Hannah if you like. You must be our new nurse — and a pretty one at that.“ She started with a warm smile, already fully aware you were the newest member in the ministry. When she stood before you, she extended a hand for you to shake. You smiled at her and took her hand giving her your name.

„It is nice to meet you, Sister Hannah. Yes it is me, I guess.“ you responded with your own smile.

„Wonderful. I am so glad you are here now. Let us not wait for too long here and get your stuff inside the car then. I want to show you a lot today.“

You nodded and began to lift your heavy bags off the ground when Hannah stopped you. „Oh no love don‘t do that I can let the Ghoul carry your stuff you need not to worry about it.“ She was already back at the car speaking to the driver.

You stared at her a bit lost. Did she just call the driver a ghoul? Poor guy might not have an angels face but surely there as no reason to call the poor thing a ghoul was it? Before you could think about it any longer a man opened up the door and walked in your direction. You stared at him wide eyed, not moving an inch when you saw he was actually wearing a silver mask that covered his whole head. The mask had little horns on top and underneath he seemed to wear a black balaclava that covered up his whole face so you could not even see his eyes. Just the mouth was free and he stopped right in front of you, tilting his head to the side.

Sister Hannah was next to you in a heartbeat. „So, this is our new nurse, Swiss. You better behave around her, yeah? Don‘t want me to complain about it to Papa again, right?“

The masked man in front of you turned his head sharply to Sister Hannah at that and just as sharply he looked back at you giving you a big teethy smile, motioning for your bags. You had not realized, but you were holding your bags in a death-like grip. The whole situation was so bizarre.

You gave the odd guy whose name was Swiss your bags. „Oh no, they are quite heavy, you should not carry them all at once.“ He took the heavy bags like they weighed nothing and carried them to the trunk of the car. That was impressive. He did not look like a specifically muscular guy, but you decided to brush it off when Hannah spoke up next to you.

„Perfect, so then let us get going, yeah?“ You followed her to the car and slid into the black soft leather seat behind the passenger where Sister Hannah sat down. The car was very expensive you could tell. The interior was very clean and stylish and the upholstery was not too hard and not too soft. It was very comfortable. This church was very well off you thought.

„So, tomorrow is your first official day, so today we have enough time to get you settled in. I am going to show you around the ministry and maybe we can even get a glimpse of Papa before you officially meet him tomorrow,” She exclaimed, giving you a wink.

„Ah yes that sounds wonderful. I‘d love to see the place and get used to it a bit before I have to put all my energy in the job. But uh..“ you hesitated a bit not sure how you were going to ask her.

Hannah felt your hesitation „Before I forget. Please feel free to ask me anything ok. Or if something is bothering you I am always there with open ears ok?“

You contemplated her words. „Okay uh.. you know, I was just wondering, you mentioned Papa?“ you asked with confusion in your voice.

„Oh you know Papa Emeritus the Third, sweetheart! This is actually his ministry. Even though the Cardinal runs the place mostly. But surely you heard about it.“ Hannah added.

„Uh, no, I actually don‘t know any of these people you‘ve mentioned.“ you muttered.

At that she turned around in her seat, facing you with a questioning look in her eyes.

„Oh you don‘t? I am sorry but how..?“ She contemplated for a bit. „Wait, are you..?“ She stopped mid sentence. „I need to ask you this now. You are a sister of Sin right?“

You locked eyes with her and furrowed your brows. Did she just say ‚Sister of Sin‘? The following silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity. None of you spoke, yet none of you looked away. That silence was only broken when Hannah started laughing out hysterically. „Oh Satan this is good. I mean oh I don‘t mean to be rude but this is probably the funniest thing to happen all year.“ You could not help yourself but start laughing along. Whenever there was something utterly ridiculous you could not stay serious. Doesn‘t matter how significant and bad a situation might be if it was just all too crazy you couldn‘t help yourself.

„Oh my God are you actually serious?“ you giggled.

„I mean, yeah. Ugh, this is so funny.“ she still could not contain her laughter. After a moment she calmed down and began again. „Okay sis, so here is the thing. I will get straight to the point: we are the ministry of Papa Emeritus the Third. I am a declared Sister of Sin and we are worshiping Satan.“

Her words left you speechless. You visibly gulped when you heard her speak of a satanic church. The church you were going to work in. It all left a bitter taste on your tongue and you were uncertain of your choices now. Was it all a bad idea to come here? Should you just run for your life? You were lost and remained still.

She gazed at you unsure of your reaction. „I hope you are not too shocked to hear that your new workplace is literally a satanic church, but I can assure you we are not what you have heard about us. There is no cruelty or sacrificing animals or whatever horror stories are rumored out on the streets. And I deeply hope that you are not going to quit now that you know about our beliefs.“ She begged and looked at you with puppy dog eyes. „I mean, we really need you sister. And we are actually very nice people, you know. I know our reputation is bad, but we believe in equality and justice. Our beliefs are truly well intended and I hope you can at least try and see for yourself, right?“

You just stared at her bewildered, still processing what you‘d heard. You were shocked to hear that. All your life you had only ever heard about them. They perform dark rituals asking for selfish powers. Committing sins, doing the devils deeds, and harming others while doing so. Corrupting every innocent soul out there with immoral beliefs.

But you swore to help others, no matter what side they stood on. Your calling was to help others, and so far, Sister Hannah was actually very kind and nice to you. She made it easy to speak to her and she was very open with you, and you appreciated that. Plus, the offer was just too good not to at least give Satan a chance you thought.

You blinked once or twice, completely overwhelmed with the new piece of information you just got. Hannah waved her hand in front of your face. „Girl, are you still with us? You better not suffer from a heart attack. I don‘t know how to deal with that, you are the nurse and Papa will be mad if I kill our new nurse before she starts her official first day.“

Her words brought you back to the car and Hannah was still looking at you expectantly.

„Ah, well, that really is something new to me, but if you promise me that everyone is nice there and there won‘t be any sacrifices, then I will take a look at your ministry and make my own opinion about it, I guess.“ You decided not to tell her that you were raised strictly catholic. It would only make things more awkward if you did, and since you no longer lived with your parents, you had not practiced your religion as your parents thought you did. In fact, most of the teachings that the nuns and your parents repeated endlessly you did not agree on. They sounded wrong to you and you never understood how in this time so many believed in them. When the nuns told you to always listen to your husband no matter how nonsensical it would be because he was in charge of the woman. When they spoke of God's grace, and yet, he is the one who murdered thousands of innocents just to prove a point or punish one man who did something to anger him. It all made very little sense to you. They were preaching how to be, how to act at all times, that you should always go to church and carry Jesus in your heart. If you did not go to the masses, you‘d face punishment. They forced you and the other girls into a way of living you had not asked for. Of course you could never let anyone know you had doubts. That would only harm yourself more than it could help.

„Oh yes. Thank you. I knew right away you were a good one.“ Hannah cheered. „So now that I know where we stand I should warn you. The ministry probably looks a little intimidating to you. I don‘t know how open you are towards the dark and macabre. We are headed to the woods right now. I know what you are thinking, but really I swear on the Dark One that you have nothing to worry about.“

The road was heading to the outside of town, nearing the woods as Hannah explained to you. After a few minutes more you arrived at a huge rusty and weathered gate.

The heavy wrought iron gate was opened by another man wearing similar clothing and mask as your driver when you came closer. Behind the bars, you caught a glimpse of a huge dark coloured mansion-like building. Nearing the front gate of the main building, you watched in awe as you took in the massive, dark and brooding facade. The heavy stone bricks and intricate decorations established a gothic look of an aged, magnificent architectural house. Thick spines of ivy crawled up the sides of the stone indicating the old age of the whole construction.

The limousine stopped in front of the door and you finally got out of the car. Sister Hannah and the driver got out, and while Hannah led you to the entrance, the driver went to the trunk, pulling out your bags.

„Welcome to the ministry of Papa Emeritus the Third.“ Hannah announced cheerfully, „Swiss love, could you bring the bags inside? I will be showing our new friend here the grounds so she won‘t get lost tomorrow.“ she beamed at you and grabbed your arm linking hers with yours in the process.

As you walked to the entrance, she started explaining to you about the „chain of command“ in the ministry. „I mean, there is not really a true hierarchy. You are still very free to do whatever you want, and if you don‘t want something, you don‘t have to. But Papa is our highest ranking official, and usually we do what he asks of us. I can promise you that he would never ask you to do something you are not willing to do. He can be considered to be our ‘Pope,’ if you will…just better. Oh, and don’t fret when you see Papa for the first time. He has a uh... how should I say... ‘special’ look.“ she smirked, opening the door.

„So, this is the atrium. From here, you can get basically anywhere in the main building.“ She continued leading you around, starting from the cellar, showing you where the kitchen is located, should you ever feel the need for a late night snack, to the main floor where all the official rooms were placed. All the time she informed you about the happenings and everyday life in the ministry. Everyone was tasked with different assignments. The rotation was usually planned by the Cardinal. As the nurse you would not have to do the housework like the Brothers and Sisters of Sin since your job was far more complicated and important than theirs.

She even showed you around outside. The grounds were huge and beautiful. There was a greenhouse located at the far end of the property. Right next to that a big garden bloomed in the sunlight with pretty flowers. Most of them were dark red and black roses.

„They are Primos favourites,“ Hannah informed you when you stopped to take a closer look. “He is very fond and proud of them. So, you better not pick any, or if you do, you better not get caught.” She winked. “The lovebirds here sneak out at night and do all the nasty, sinful things in the garden, and they like to pick a rose after that as a reminder you see. Primo gets mad every time.” Hannah giggled.

The sun had begun to set and the last warm rays of sunshine warmed your skin. It was a truly magical place. You admired every old stone of the walls, every green leaf and every particle of light that cascaded down to the old walls. But like everything in this world, the day was coming to an end, and Hannah suggested you retire for the day.

“We better get you back inside now. I can show you the rest later if you like, or you could roam around on your own.” With that you both made your way back to the main building.

So far, there was nothing too unsettling about the place. The dark decorations with pentagrams and skulls everywhere would be a bit off putting if deep down you didn‘t appreciate the dark. It was one of your biggest ever secrets, but the dark, mysterious, and morbid interested you. It always had.

You and Hannah stood in front of the staircase now. „So, upstairs are the living quarters of the Brothers and Sisters, and yours would be located at the very end of the hall. I will escort you. You must be tired now, and I don‘t want to overwhelm you more than you already are.“

When you reached the top of the stairs, you saw two figures conversing with each other. One of them wore a white dress shirt under a black coat with a crucifix sewed onto the fabric on the left side of his robe. He was wearing dark dress pants accompanied by black and white shoes. The most significant visual effect he had on you was his face. He wore black and white face paint that made him appear to have a skull like head. His pitch black hair was combed back and his piercing eyes made you breathe in sharply. His left eye was white, in stark contrast to the one on the right, which appeared to be greenish. You stared at him, but he was not as unsettling as you would have imagined him to be.

Your gaze met his mesmerizing eyes as you came closer to him, and he kept his eyes on you this whole time. When both you and Hannah stopped in front of the man, she was the first to speak.

“Good evening Papa,” She bowed her head. “Cardinal?” She turned her head to the second man standing there in greeting.

“This is our new nurse. Picked her up by myself from the train station this morning. I was showing her around our ministry.” Then she turned around to you. “This is Papa Emeritus the Third.” She gestured to the man with the skull make-up and you extended your hand to him.

The hypnotizing man turned his whole body to you now, looking down at your hand and then back up into your eyes, catching your hand in his and bowing down to kiss it, all the while holding eye contact.

“La mia bella signorina. Piacere di conoscerti. You must have been sent by Lucifer himself to grace our insignificant church by your beauty.” He almost purred. “You can call me Terzo, bella.” His deep voice sent pleasant shivers down your spine. He was smooth and elegant in a way you were not prepared for. Especially considering his appearance, you were surprised to be treated so gently.

“Thank you. Papa Terzo,” You responded by giving him your name as well. That earned you a smile from him. You had no idea what the first words he spoke to you meant, but they didn’t sound harsh or distasteful. He gazed at you and kept your hand in his for a moment longer than necessary. This action had you blushing slightly. You were lost in his eyes.

Your moment was interrupted when Sister Hannah spoke up again. “And this is Cardinal Copia.”

The movement on the side broke you out of your daze and you looked to the other man. When your eyes found his, you noted they looked similar to Papa Emeritus the Third’s eyes. The left eye was alabaster, while the right eye was a soft emerald. He also wore black makeup around his eyes. He appeared to be a middle-aged man with sideburns and a pencil mustache above his lips. Scanning his face, you noted that his upper lip was also painted black. He wore a black tight cassock and an accompanying black biretta.

He fidgeted around when your eyes skimmed over his appearance for a moment and you gave him a smile. When you held out your hand to him to shake it, he hesitantly grabbed it and gave it a small shake.

“I am also very pleased to make your acquaintance,” The Cardinal muttered in a low voice, bowing down slightly. He could not hold eye contact while speaking to you, and his movement was a bit awkward. He looked down to his feet and when he came back up, his eyes were back on Terzo.

“Now, if you’d excuse us, our new nurse is very exhausted from the day and would like to retreat to her chambers to get some sleep before she officially starts tomorrow.” Hannah said in a sing-song voice and you two walked to the end of the corridor, vanishing behind the door of your new chambers.

“What a pretty flower. Satan must be very pleased with us, don't you think Cardinal?” Terzo rejoiced. “I just fear that our dear brothers and sisters will fake injuries now or intentionally hurt themselves to have her take care of them, sí?” He laughed.

Copia just nodded his head in response, stunned by the beauty of you. His head was going to be occupied by your gorgeous smile for a while. He could not help himself. Something about you seemed so familiar, but he could not pin it down and decided to brush it off for now since Terzo was still waiting for his answer on whether he was getting his mini fridge or not.

You and Sister Hannah entered your new quarters. The room was not outstanding in size or decoration but occupied everything you needed. In fact, you had some extras granted to you that the regular brothers and sisters did not have. First, you got your own rooms that you did not have to share with anyone. Your bed was significantly bigger than usual and you had your own bathroom.

“Oh my lord, you are such a lucky girl.” Hannah squealed right after she closed the door behind you. “You just met Papa, and oh Satan, isn’t he just wonderful?” She swooned. “You made me a little jealous there, not gonna lie to you. But let me warn you. Papa is very flirtatious. You shouldn’t let him get to you too much. Unless you are down for it, of course. Then ignore what I said.” She smiled. “He is very horny too, so I am just trying to inform you before you find out the hard way.” After a moment she realized how that sounded. “Oh, not that he would force himself on you, or whatever, no but his innuendos are very straightforward sometimes. I reckon that can be quite shocking.”

You sighed, plopping down on the bed. “Oh my God, this is all so much to process I feel like my brain is going to explode.” You were still very much in a state of shock and wonder. The whole thing was just so ridiculous. At some point, you thought it was all a dream, and when you woke up none of this would be real. But you knew better and this place just felt far too real. Not even your messed up mind could conjure such an odd scenario.

“Oh sis, I understand. I will leave you to yourself then. Have a good night's rest. I will pick you up tomorrow at 7. Your clothing should be in the wardrobe over there. And I think you’ll get by here in your chambers just fine, yeah?” She was already out the door when she stuck her head back inside. “By the way, sis, I am very glad you are here.” She gave you a soft, sincere smile and closed the door.

You decided to relax for the rest of the evening. After spending about ten more minutes on your bed contemplating everything that happened in the past few hours, you got up and started unpacking the necessary items from your bags. After all, you were not sure if this place was for you. Your friends would give you questioning looks if you told them where you worked, your parents would be mortified. You let out a laugh imagining them coming to the ministry with crucifixes and bottles of holy water to cleanse this place and rescue their sweet little child. No, you could never tell them.

You prepared everything for tomorrow and went to bed with a book to ease your mind. Tomorrow was going to be an eventful day.

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how you get the girl part i: nightwing’s guardian angels

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your neighbor, heeseung, gets on your nerves. he’s full of himself, makes more noise than all of your neighbors combined in the middle of the night, spreads anti-superhero propaganda in your political science class, and, unfortunately, is the most attractive man you have ever laid eyes on.

pairing :: lee heeseung x fem!reader featuring :: jake sim, jeon somi, kim sunoo, and more! genres/au’s :: superhero au, neighbors to lovers, enemies to lovers, college au, fluff, angst if you squint, nightwing!heeseung chapter warnings :: mentions of and references to sex, minor violence, suggestive chapter word count :: 3k tag list (open!) :: @thejjrl @grace1852 @tsunchani @hanniiesuckle17 @mjr4fnaf1997 @goldenhypen @3nh4luvr @hobistigma @ditzy-e @nomy0520 @woniewhite @koroktsuya author’s note :: prior knowledge of nightwing and DC comics is not necessary to read this work! also ty to @lethekoo for all your help :) playlist :: here’s to you

so…long time no see ('_') honestly i really never thought i’d return to this as of a few months ago, but my new writing class really has me feeling motivated! so i’m back :) i find it really funny that this chapter was supposed to come out march 31st of last year but HEY at least i’m back 🤧 anyways, i changed the prologue a little bit so you might wanna look over it again before reading this but TY TY TY FOR READING LOVE YA

1. Sincerity It matters what you do when you don’t think she’s looking. She can tell whether or not your heart is in the right place.

TWO DAYS LATER…

Heeseung was tired. It was 6 am. He had only just gotten home. His body ached from the particularly strenuous night, and yet all he could think about was 1. having to go to class again in a matter of hours and 2. the fact that someone was knocking on his door at the crack of dawn. “Be there in a second,” Heeseung groaned, peeling his suit off before quickly pulling on his pajamas.

Heeseung winced a little seeing Y/n standing at his door from the peephole. He was in no mood to be reprimanded, let alone interrogated. The whole ‘pretend you’re having sex’ cover was Jake’s idea, of course—and it was not working. It just gave his prickly neighbor a reason to be mad at (and potentially suspicious of) him.

Seriously, he had stamina, but not that damn much.

Which is why he needed a new cover as soon as possible. And why he needed to open the door right that second.

“I know, I know, no sex, no fun, whatever,” he puffed as the door swung open.

Y/n smiled, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. “Oh, it’s alright, I slept fine,”

He could tell she hadn’t slept a wink. The circles under her eyes were the biggest giveaway. Nevertheless, she was fully dressed, woolen hat in her hand. Why was she lying?

She wanted something.

Heeseung had two options: turn her away and get some sleep, risking being reported (as she threatened every night but never seemed to do), or help her. He chose the latter. His brain would hate him for it later.

“Okay…so what do you want? Why are you knocking at this hour?” He asked, rubbing his shoulder.

Y/n met his gaze. Heeseung could tell from her hesitance that he was the last person she wanted to talk to right now. But alas, here she was.

“Do you happen to have a printer in your apartment?”

Heeseung heaved a sigh of relief upon realizing that the task didn’t require leaving his apartment or donating a pint of his blood (it’s happened before!) “Yeah, I do,”

“Do you mind if I use it real quick?” Y/n scooted straight past him, “The print center doesn’t open for an hour and I need to get this draft to the Scoop before then,” she explained, looking around the room cautiously. Honestly, for a woman who thought her neighbor was a sex addict, Heeseung didn’t blame her for expecting his place to be something of a sex dungeon.

“Sure,” he closed the door behind her, “just send me the file on my school email,”

“Thanks. I already did,” Heeseung tilted his head in amusement at her confidence, “I was really counting on you letting me use your printer, I knew you had one. Figured you owed me a night of your sleep,” Y/n grinned as she walked around the room.

“Well, I can’t argue with that,” he replied, opening his laptop as he stood by his desk, “I’m sorry, it’s just that we usually can’t meet at her place.”

Y/n froze in place, turning her head toward the man with a smirk on her face. “Hold on…‘her’ singular?”

“Yup, my girlfriend,” Heeseung looked up briefly to confirm before looking back to his computer, “she lives with her dad, so that makes it kind of hard to spend time at her place,”

Heeseung’s jaw tensed up. He didn’t like bending the truth, but it came with the job.

“Ooh, exciting! What’s her name?” Y/n inquired, scurrying over to Heeseung as he received the printout.

“None of your business, hon’” Heeseung sneered, placing the freshly printed article against her chest. “Anyways, debt repaid. Take it,”

Y/n groaned, “you’re no fun. It’s like our late-night exchanges mean nothing to you,”

“Yeah, yeah,” Heeseung sighed sarcastically, “I appreciate it so much when you look for an excuse to talk to me every night!”

Y/n blinked repeatedly in surprise. Fuck. Heeseung messed up. Was she offended?

To his relief, Y/n just scoffed as she walked past him. “Well, thanks anyways,”

“Anytime,” Heeseung replied as he turned around, “...but not really. Don’t come again unless I owe you another favor,”

“I don’t plan on it. See you in class. And please, don’t leave right at the beginning again, or else we’ll have to hear the ‘importance of attendance’ speech for the second time in the week,”

It took every shred of Heeseung’s willpower to not make a smart remark about how Y/n wanted to see him again, but he resisted. It would have been overcompensating.

Y/n was thrilled to hear about this new development in the Lee Heeseung saga—he had a girlfriend! This meant he had sex with the same girl for hours every night and this mystery girlfriend managed to arrive and leave without being seen by the neighbors. Impressive! She couldn’t wait to tell Somi. So, she didn’t.

“He has a girlfriend?!” Somi exclaimed, sipping her morning coffee, “That’s insane!”

The two of them met at the coffee shop outside Y/n’s building before class whenever they woke up early enough. Honestly, it wasn’t a common occurrence.

“Well, it’s not that insane, considering that the moans sound pretty similar every night,” Y/n reasoned, taking a bite of her bagel, “I guess I thought he had a super specific type? Now that I say it out loud, I’m surprised the girlfriend thing didn’t cross my mind earlier,”

Somi shrugged, “nope. The man seems like a fuckboy. I don’t blame you for jumping to conclusions. It’s not like you spread rumors about him,”

“True, I’m innocent,” Y/n let out an awkward laugh.

“So,” Somi rubbed her hands together in anticipation before picking up the small packet on the table, “how’s your advice piece going?”

“I came up with an idea!” Y/n beamed with pride, “I’m gonna write about five ways to win a woman’s heart. Or ‘get the girl’. They both sound a little misogynistic, but I’ll make it work,”

Somi waited a moment before replying, “...is that all you’ve got? A number?”

“Well, I have one idea that I wrote about for the first draft that I submitted today,” Y/n explained, “I tried to make it as universal as I could,”

“Go on, read it,”

“Sincerity,” she summarized the page she had typed, “none of the following tips matter unless you’re sincere. Women can tell if you’re just trying to do something to get in their pants—it’s imperative that you do these things because you care,”

“Well, it’s certainly true,” Somi nodded, “wording needs some adjustment, but good work,”

“My essay is already kicking my ass, having you in the mix will not help,” Y/n threw a playful punch at her friend’s shoulder. “Now tell me about the real article here. Got any new stuff on Nightwing?”

“Nothing from the source himself, obviously,” Somi sighed, “I was kidding myself to think I could get a word in with him. I’m not even awake when he’s out. He was patrolling this morning from 3 AM to 5 AM according to the Nightwing subreddit,”

“You should pull an all-nighter next weekend,” Y/n joked, “maybe then you’d get him,”

“I really would if I didn’t have responsibilities to take care of during the day,” Somi groaned, “this article could make or break my career,”

“Well, what do you have?” Y/n asked, “We can start somewhere other than his personal account,”

Somi straightened up, opening her notebook on the coffee table, “I did find some info on the guy who wrote the slander article,”

“Ooh, okay,”

“Apparently, ‘Patrick Lumbard’ isn’t his name—I can’t find his real one yet, but I looked him up in the city records and there was nothing,” Somi wiggled her eyebrows, “but, according to the Scoop’s records, he got fired from his last job, yet he’s writing front-page articles after four months of being here!”

“Watch out Lois Lane, here comes Jeon Somi,” Y/n giggled. “Nice job!”

“And here's the kicker—I looked up a digital archive of a 2003 article about our new boss, Mr. Kim, last week,” the blonde explained, “I took notes on it, but that doesn’t mean much because the article is gone. It isn’t in the records or online,”

“What?” Y/n furrowed her eyebrows as she took the last bite of her bagel.

“Yeah, I can't see why,” Somi continued, frustration seeping through her voice, “the article was pretty neutral; it just described his acquisition of an abandoned Wayne Enterprises project,”

“Weird. Wayne Enterprises is a little fishy if you ask me,” Y/n lied back in her chair, finishing off her drink. “Keep me posted. Good luck,”

“Of course,” Somi smiled, grabbing the trash from the table and tossing it in the bin beside her, “But I think you’ll need the luck for class with Heeseung,”

“You see, these vigilantes, particularly this Nightwing guy, is doing nothing for Bludhaven,” the professor claimed, removing his glasses, “they spread fear and undermine our police,”

Y/n took pride in the fact that typically, her professors liked her. Sure, sometimes her grades wavered, but she was a well-favored student. But then, in a way-too-hot room with 30 students all facing the center, that track record was at risk.

“I disagree,”

Jake. Before Monday, Y/n had never expected him to be in this class—but she had never been happier to hear his voice than now.

“Well…this is a discussion,” the man replied, “explain your stance, Mr. Sim,”

“I think he’s helping us out,” Jake shrugged. “Sure, ideally, we wouldn’t need him to save us every night, but we do. Before Nightwing got here, this city wasn’t safe for any of us,”

Whew. And Y/n didn’t have to say a word!

“How do we know that he has our best interest at heart?”

“That’s a good point, young man,” Professor Jung pointed towards the seat adjacent to Jake’s where…Lee Heeseung sat. Of course. As if Y/n didn’t have enough reasons to dislike him. Screw him and his t-shirt for knowing the professor would crank the heat up way too high. What was even worse is that he did have a point.

“We don’t know,” Y/n piped in, the already hot room feeling even more stuffy as she stared lasers into Heeseung, “But look at Gotham and how much Batman has improved the overall safety and morale of the city—maybe it’s worth the risk if Nightwing could do something similar here,”

“People being above the power of law enforcement is dangerous,” Heeseung countered, staring right back at the woman across from him.

‘Hold on…was that a condescending smirk on his face? Right now?’ Y/n was pissed. The lack of sleep was catching up to her.

“Yeah but—” Y/n cut Jake off before he could even start.

“The rich already are,” Y/n scoffed, “and if law enforcement can’t serve us all, maybe heroes that do are exactly what we need,”

“And with that, our discussion comes to a close,” Professor Jung interjected, “we started too late to have a full-blown debate, sorry about that. Great job, everyone,”

Y/n was proud of herself for countering the word of the professor and formulating her argument so fast. She could not, however, understand what she did that was so worthy of ridicule that Jake started giggling the moment class was dismissed.

The nap. It was the best part of Y/n’s day ever since Lee Heeseung and his girlfriend started having sex in her building. Even if she wished it could restore her life free of consequences, it could not.

The first problem it brought was that she always woke up feeling like she had just gotten off a 10-hour flight. The better the nap was, the more this rang true.

And, as expected, the second consequence was that it made her sleep schedule even more irregular than it already was. Usually, when she couldn’t sleep later in the night because of Heeseung, Y/n would put in her earbuds and hope for the best. But on the nights that she snuck in a nap? Hopeless.

Tonight was one of those nights. The lights were off, the moans were louder than ever, and she was wide awake. Somehow, knowing Heeseung had a girlfriend made the noise even more unbearable. A little. She wouldn’t be able to tell you why if you asked. Regardless, she needed air.

Usually, Y/n would have been smart enough to not go walking alone in the middle of the night in Bludhaven. She’s no idiot. But she had pepper spray and a fairly strong taser on hand. She was going to be fine. (I promise!)

There’s something about nighttime in Bludhaven that Y/n found so special. It was unsafe in areas, certainly, but every once in a while, the night felt like one that a synth-pop album would be written about. Somehow, it made her miss her family and friends back home while making her feel glad to be right where she was at the same time. On nights like these, she would get a coffee and go for a short stroll—usually with Somi.

“Hi, can I get a small decaf coffee? Two sugars, two creamers?”

Brenda’s Cafe. Best coffee in New Jersey. Open 24 hours (now that Nightwing is around).

“Sure, coming right up,” The barista smiled, taking the cash from your hand and heading to the back.

“RING, RING!”

Y/n scrambled to reach her phone, “Hello?”

“Y/n! How’s it going?”

“Sunoo,” the woman grinned as she paced around the cafe, “hi! How’d you know I was awake?”

“Eh, figured it was worth a shot with the whole neighbor problem I keep hearing about—you have the sleep schedule of a cat who works full-time now,”

Sunoo and Y/n had known each other since middle school. Now, Sunoo was working on a movie on the opposite coast. It was difficult to time their calls with his packed schedule, to say the least.

“Yeah,” Y/n replied with an amused tone, “How are you? How are your fancy schmancy show-biz friends?”

“Well, I certainly made some more,” Sunoo began, “the cast of this movie is hilarious and they take me out to dinner all the time, so we’re getting closer,”

“Yes, I love to hear it!” Y/n exclaimed, grabbing her coffee from the barista’s hand and giving a nod of thanks before heading toward the exit.

“And how’s the hot snickerdoodle neighbor?”

Y/n’s eyes widened as she pushed the door open, “I called him hot one time. And that was before I knew he was a jerk…that had a girlfriend,”

“Girlfriend, huh?” Y/n could hear Sunoo’s misplaced pity through the phone. “That sucks,”

“No, it does not suck,” she insisted, adjusting her scarf, “I’m fine. Besides, you know that I’m trying to graduate this semester. That’s the only reason I haven’t reported the guy,”

“Yeah, yeah,” Sunoo dismissed her, “still sucks,”

Y/n rolled her eyes. He was not going to let this go. “Anyways, how is your sist—WOAH!”

Y/n’s phone and coffee flung out of her hand as she was firmly pushed towards the road, nearly falling to the ground if it wasn’t for another force pulling her back by the jacket.

Y/n paused for a moment in disbelief. What the fuck just happened?

“Y/n?” the woman heard Sunoo’s voice coming from her phone quietly between the sounds of footsteps getting further and further away.

Her phone was safely lying on the side of the road. Her coffee? Not so much. It had spilled everywhere. Including her new coat. But as thoughts raced through Y/n’s head, her coat was the furthest thing from it. ‘Someone pushed me because they were being chased…by someone who took the time to save me,’

Her disbelief quickly turned to excitement as she put the pieces together. Could the person who saved her have been Nightwing?

“Y/n, what happened? Are you okay? Do I need to call Somi?”

Y/n scrambled to her retrieve her phone, “I’m fine! I’ve gotta run, but I’ll explain everything tomorrow,”

“Wait, hold o—”

“Bye!”

She thought about calling Somi right that second, but she needed confirmation. So she made the questionable decision to follow them. Somi’s reporter instincts were clearly rubbing off on her.

After walking with a comical level of caution for a few minutes, Y/n decided to turn back. As I said before, Y/n is not an idiot. She makes educated choices.

What. A. Night. She was eager to tell Somi—despite the fact that she’d criticize Y/n’s poor educated choices, she would be happy too.

All of a sudden, interrupting her train of thought, Y/n heard a whistle from across the road.

There he stood, in all his blue and black glory—Nightwing.

A skin-tight black suit with blue accents adorned his tall frame and he had a pair of nunchucks in his right hand, which he tucked away before placing a cup of coffee on the ground next to him.

This was a moment that Y/n would remember for years to come. But right now, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Nightwing, the man responsible for taking down the biggest supervillains and mobs in Bludhaven…bought her a coffee. She waved to him in gratitude, to which he waved back with a smile on his face before disappearing into the shadows.

After he left, Y/n rushed over to retrieve the coffee cup, her heart racing with elation.

Brenda’s Cafe Start your day with a smile! decaf coffee two sugars two creamers

1. Sincerity Do things she appreciates because it’s the right thing to do for someone you really like as a person. It matters what you do when you don’t think she’s looking. She can tell whether or not your heart is in the right place.

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Confession time! Is Immaculate worth the watch?...

As always my friends spoilers under the cut ✝️

I'm not going to wait until the end to tell you I loved this movie. It's beautiful and brutal and I loved it.

Sydney Sweeny did phenomenal. As far as I am aware this was her first horror role and she knocked it out of the ball park. Sister Cecilia has definitely made it onto my list of final girls I adore and if I am being perfectly honest, I don't think anyone could have portrayed this character better. Sydney's mannerisms and the way she speaks with apprehension are so perfect for our almost fish out of water character.

If you hate religious horror, pregnancy horror, or violence, infanticide and gore I really wouldn't watch this. I love religious imagery but I don't usually keep in mind if something is religiously unseemly or blasphemous because personally I hold no bearing for the Christian faith any more.

Jumping into the plot

Sister Cecilia comes to God or let's say God came to her as a child when she fell into an iced over lake and died for several minutes before being brought back. This experience made her feel that she wanted to devote her life to God.

Something I deeply enjoyed and I'm unsure if this is common among portrayals of nuns or Catholicism. I feel like I've heard a lot or seen a lot of this naivety of not knowing what sort of thing you're getting into. While sister Cecilia genuinely doesn't know the horrors she faces ahead, when constantly questioned about her choice to become a nun, Cecilia stands firm in her stance that this is what she wants. The only reluctance is moving from Detroit to Italy as the church she attended back home closed. She is a fish out of water as I said before in a country where she doesn't speak the language around people she does not know.

We get hints that something is off the first thing being the opening sequence where we can assume the previous mother-mary-to-be gets her leg snapped in two and buried alive after trying to escape the convent. Sister Isabelle is cold and harsh to Cecilia while everyone else including mother Superior is warm to her. Mother Superior even complimenting her beauty profusely upon seeing her. Father Tedeschi, who contacted Cecilia and personally invited her to join them, confides in her about his faith and why he chose to become a priest.

I feel as if in a way we are drawn in with her. The convent is a sort of hospice for older nuns and so when Cecilia after taking her vows sees one lying on the ground she goes to help. I think it's around here when she passes out that they some how impregnate her?? I will say I was not very clear on their method of this. The priest later explains that on the nails used during crucifixion they found flesh and bone and enough DNA but how exactly the process worked I don't think they ever explained and honestly I don't think they needed to.

When Cecilia is found to be pregnant it was interesting to me that we never get her opinion of it. She seems fine with it generally but her face during the initial ultrasound seems distressed....and well who wouldn't be distressed. We get a scene where they interrogate her about having intercourse and breaking her vows which is strange to me when later it's revealed they knew. Maybe it was a front to keep up with her and a red herring for the audience but it was a little odd to me that they knew everything about her and hand picked her only to grill her so harshly about it.

Theres two scenes that imply this as a pattern before it is revealed and one of them is Isabelle trying to drown Cecilia. The entire time she screams and raves about how it should have been her...for me it sort of clicked into place later that she was so mean to Cecilia because she knew that they had chosen her. From their initial meeting when Isabelle protests mother superiors orders to tour Cecilia around she is put in her place and told to do as she says and it feels sad in a way to me? Maybe I could make some commentary about infertility and longing for something you can't obtain but I don't have a horse in that race and don't feel well versed enough to speak on it. Only that it leaves me with a softened heart for Isabelle's circumstance and slightly more angry with Cecilia's as here was a woman who was willing and open...and instead you choose to take away this young woman's choice in the matter.

The second scene Cecilia is caring for one of the older nuns and remarks about the same cross scars that she later receives being on an older woman. It's kind of vile to imagine how long they must have been doing this and how long they've gotten away with it at the expense of all of these women...

This movie visually was stunning and the reveal and third trimester is a wild ride. Our girl Cecilia is smart and capable and has all the makings of a final girl. I think really it's only chance that her hospital plans fall through when she uses the blood of a chicken to fake a miscarriage to get access to a hospital outside the church. When crying and...smelling?? The bloody sheets mother Superior just so happens to look under the bed to find the bundled up chicken corpse. Even when the call is made to stop the car Cecilia makes a fucking run for it barefoot through the fields.

Even through everything Cecilia remains rebellious. Her spirit doesn't seem to break only bend on occasion. The chase through the catacombs was nerve wracking and had me clenching my jaw and gripping the arm rest the whole ride. Then we get the ending and boy is it a fucking ending.

Cecilia kills father Tedeschi and climbs out of a hole in the catacombs wall. She, after all of that running while being in labor, squats down and squeezes out this baby in this gutteral scene where we just get a close up of her face. In a way, and not to get too reachy or overly analytical, it makes me think of eve. How no one was...really there for her except adam to witness the birth of their children. How there was no medication to take. Nothing to do. Just sit and cry and scream and spit and push. Cecilia's child is never shown on screen. We can only assume it's a similar look to its siblings in the jars of that basement lab. It's breathing heard hindered off screen as it does nothing but breathe not even cry...and then Cecilia bites off the im umbilical cord and kills the infant Cain and Abel style.

Over all this is a really fantastic movie. The ending had me wanting more which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. The visuals were stunning I loved the costumes especially the mother Mary scene where they unveil her and tears just roll down her cheeks. The acting was phenomenal and I think it's even worth a second or third watch from me. I couldn't appreciate the nail gore (makes my teeth hurt and makes me cringe) but overall I could appreciate the beauty of this movie. Happy Easter everyone!

5/5 crucifixion nails 🔨

#not an aesthetic #horror #regurgitated reviews #reanimated reccomendations #immaculate #immaculate 2024

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sevensistersofsussex · 10 months

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for the choose violence asks let’s go with 1, 8, 14, 17, 21, 23, and 25!

the character everyone gets wrong

Caroline or rather how some interpretations turn her into a perfect girlboss.

She had some relatable flaws.

Being jealous of her friend and being in a one-sided competition with her. Not having a filter and letting the insensitive, socially unacceptable things come out of her mouth. She was downright harsh. Not being able to keep a secret.

The whole "being a vampire made her better" thing is strange to me. She was still wildly jealous. With Tyler and that random party girl. With Stefan later when she thinks he and Elena are getting along too well?

I think the only thing that changed with her character is that the telegraphing of those scenes are done in a way to make it seem like she's a boss when in reality, she is still that insecure girl. Which is understandable and relatable. How many of us have insecure moments?

common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Some people act like the sire bond broke after Elena turned off her humanity and I think all that happened was she got a reprieve from it but every time we see her after she is tortured gets her humanity back is a moment when she's sired to Damon.

It's why she handles his death so differently than the other deaths she experiences. I think the sire bond was trying to drag her down with him.

that one thing you see in fics all the time

Reading mostly Klena, I see a lot of Klaus being obsessed with the bite mark he would have left on Elena and making him possessive over it.

there should be more of this type of fic/art

More rarepair art and fics! I honestly just love them. They aren't canon? Good. They barely had scenes together? Fantastic. They weren't even in the same show? Stellar.

On a real note, the thing I think I'm starting to pin down about my love of rarepairs is how creative you have to be to write them. There is no canon to follow. This is all from your own head and I eat it up.

part of canon you think is overhyped

Klaroline.

I just - don't really understand where the connection was supposed to come from. He put her life in danger to show Tyler the control he had over him and then heals her. And she's like "are you going to kill me" and he's upset that she thinks he'd be a monster on her birthday. And that made him like her?

Ultimately Caroline chose Stefan, the man she'd been pining for since the first episode despite his commitment to her friend and Klaus never really did much to pursue her. He wanted to be her last love but then just...meh?

It just seems people mostly like how those two actors look together and the chemistry they had. Which....the show is full of hot people. They all mostly had chemistry with each other.

ship you've unwillingly come around to

Forwood.

The vocalness of the KC fandom made me just want to turn my brain off for this but the more I think about it the more I like their early days. One of the rare friends to lovers ships that I enjoy. And I think a lot of it had to do with him being there for her with Matt and her being there for him with his supernatural journey.

They really could have been cute all the way through. Just a stable, supportive couple for the entirety of the series. I think it needed some stability in that way.

common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

Elena is a crybaby.

And so what if she does cry a lot? So what if any of the female presenting characters cry? What is it about women crying that makes us point to them and claim they are too "emotional" as if it is a bad thing but when a male character kills someone's friend or relative because he got rejected that isn't "too emotional".

#amandamonroe #ask game #elena gilbert #sire bond #klena #anti klaroline #forwood #anti caroline forbes #but not exactly #more just #she's an imperfect character which is more interesting than perfect characters

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iuuua · 2 months

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oooh i forgot to talk about hazbin hotel after i finished it.

loved it. satisfied the musical deep inside of me. the characters are so charming and its a really fun show expressing incredibly horrible stuff. if u think abt it even just a little past face value its really deep and sends u down into a rabbithole about what the characters are, what it really means to be a sinner, and how loopable the songs are.

my only complaint is that its so short. its 9 episodes including the pilot where every key moment is perfectly encapsulated in those episodes yes, but because they chose to develop the characters per episode (which was absolutely the right choice btw) the whole "friendship" theme suffered. let me explain; the characters are well developed enough and interact enough for you to get what their overall dynamic is, but theres no episode that really focuses on them getting closer with each other. the show was so busy, im not sure where they could have put it; basically im saying the show wouls have fared well with a little filler. in 8 episodes they breezed by 6 months... those interactions would have made the finale soo much better. i was not *convinced* of the found family trope thing (bc thats what it is you cant tell me otherwise), but its a good idea to let the audience fill those gaps themselves.

i have mixed feelings whether to support vivzie because i heard her treatment of animators was horrible-- thats the worst part about this whole series honestly. idk if vivzie is a good person or not... but hazbin hotel is definitely amazing.

EDIT HERE: i watched a video saying the accusations against vivzie are false so, thats out of the way, i guess. dont worry too much about it, im not gonna do more research but if any of you do pls lmk!

my favorite song is poison, apart from the fact that its the closest to my usual genre, i love the mv. the choreography is so fluid and unsettling. the little details, you can tell angel is putting on a mask and the voice acting? chefs kiss. love it. the mv is so r18 but i cant help rewatching it its just so good the choerography videography the subtle meanings RAH. i also love the instrument solos in hells greatest dad, it really surprised me when lucifer pulled a violin out of nowhere lmao but god do i hate that minty girl, ruined such a good song. stayed gone is also so strong and its funny to see vox put in his place lmao. im addicted to alastors radio filter, such character. i reluctantly love adam and lute's song parts because their voices are so good and i love rock music but fuck i hate the characters.

charlie is just so lovable and would be generic in literally any other setting but because of the nature of the show she sticks out and that forces readers to pay attention to her and if you didnt already love her you WILL.

not sure what else to say but if ur 18+ GO FOR IT!! lots of tw since its hell, off the top of my head sex, abuse, cursing, cannibalism, assault, violence. there must be more but itd be better to look that up instead. have fun watching!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #i guess #not so much but i do talk about it #hazbin hotel discussion

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dragonrider9905 · 2 months

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Back atcha for the violence game! How about… 22 and 25?

Ahahahhahahha such great asks my friend!!!!! Hahahahha so, you reaaaaalllly chose violence XD I hope you know what you're askin for! I might get hated for this but here we go!!!! FULL HONESTLY!!!!! XD ;D I guess I went to bed and chose violence and you were like, nah, I woke up and chose violence, here you go! I love you for that!!!!

22. Your favorite part of canon everyone else ignores

Hmmmmm I really like this one. I gotta think XD I know there are things but once I'm put on the spot I'm like "I have no thoughts at all whatsoever for anything".

Hmmmmm

Ok, I got it.

So the Batch is a special forces group......it is sometimes funny but honestly, more often than not now, it makes me a little annoyed and rolling of eyes when I see so many fics, posts etc knocking them like "oh, how on earth did they ever accomplish anything without Echo, Omega etc" "Crosshair was their entire team, they can't do anything without him." "Oh, Cross and Hunter act like children and fight each other and parent Echo has to break them up"

They're completely missing the point.

Watching the Batch at their debut? They were flawless. They fought better than a well oiled machine together. The point of all their mess ups was they were USED to working as a TEAM. An integral member of the Batch left and trying to compensate for a lost limb? There's going to be problems. We're seen the problematic side but didn't get too much insight to how they were before, but the tell us they were legendary. We have to infere that this isn't normal for them to botch things up badly. Also, they pull off things no one else has, so that isn't botching anything. Cid even calls them her best people. And she don't compliment so that meant she meant it. As far as Echo being the only responsible one, again, they have a system for what works for their personalities. Hunter and Crosshair fight it out because that's how they handle it, then they're good. Before this, you have to infer, nothing like this ever came between them like this. They would never have acted like this before, and Echo wasn't an original Batcher so his wounds wouldn't be the same as someone who's grown up with each other.

Canon Batch with Hunter as the leader, Crosshair the obviously favorite youngest, Tech the nerd who has feelings but lots of thoughts, and Wrecker with intensive knowledge but a lovely childlike heart. Then Echo, who is a leader but respects his sergeant's command but challenges him like a brother.

25. Common fandom complaint you're sick of hearing

Ok, *takes a deep deep inhale* Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you're ready for this? Ok. SO.

I am SO sick and freakn tired of all the Hunter vs. Crosshair drama. Oh. My. Goodness. For one, they are trying to make up themselves so I think we as the fans can try to get along now? For goodness sakes? I'm so tired of seeing Crosshair fans and Hunter fans at each other's throats. I'm a Hunter girlie, no doubt about it, but that doesn't mean I can't be objective and know Hunter has some things he needs to sort through. And Crosshair does indeed have problems. That being said....I'm tired of hearing people say Hunter should have done more, that he doesn't care, that he has no character development and that Omega is his entire personality. I'm tired of hearing about everything he's done to fail everybody and how everyone else in the Batch is better than he is. He's always getting compared to in the worst ways possible and some of them aren't even fair or even canon compliant to his personality. I even saw one person say he had no problem leaving anyone behind and he didn't care about it.

Honestly, I do want some more from him as well to see how he's grown but being the leader, he's stuck! I'm a middle child, true, but I'm the oldest girl. Being the oldest girl is kinda like being the oldest in a way. When you're the one who's responsible for everyone, it hits a lot harder when things happen. When you get to make decisions just to make decisions it is TOTALLY different than when YOU HAVE to make decisions for your family. I want him to be decisive, and I want them to show him be a little more proactive but I know that'll come with the story. Of course he's going to be cautious of Crosshair because he was hurt. Hurts that run that deep are hard to heal! Plus he's now looking out for and defending Crosshair......oh, it's not enough for some people. Well, guess what, Hunter is standing up for his brother but has enough respect for him and trust him to handle his own situations too. He respected Crosshair to handle certain situations in a way he'd be comfortable doing it.

In short, can't we pleeeeeaaaasssseeeee move past "well, Hunter's a failure" "well, Crosshair is horrible!" Hunter said it himself, all they can try to do is be better.

Trust me, I kept this short. I could go on for a while about this topic. I know I could get murdered for saying some of this buuuuuuut there it is XD and not as well put as I was thinking :D Oh well, my vomited thoughts on the topic XD

Thanks for the ask and for actually taking the time to read the ramblings.

Choose Violence Ask Game

#dragonrider9905 answers #yyesssssss I woke up and chose violence #and so did you aparently #and I love you for it #my dear friend masterjedilena #Hope I don't get murdered with this one #you ask i’ll happily answer!

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depressedhatakekakashi · 10 months

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1 (looking at T*birama), 3, 8, 13, 16, 21, 22 & 23 for the asking game :3

(I also chose violence today)

the character everyone gets wrong

For Tobirama i just wish people would stop acting like he doesn’t have problems. It’s fine to like a character because you think they’re cool (a lot of people like Madara as well) but let’s not act all surprised when you realize that people hate that character for very valid reason’s (making lots of jutsu’s doesn’t make up for being a ninja racist/hateful jerkwad)

Also, everything people credit him with making in the village to ‘prove he’s the best hokage’ are things that were wrong with the system or other’s made better. Chunin exam (kids fighting kids. Wrong!), acadamy (good idea but kakashi and Iruka made it better by extending it to other’s so they could learn shinobi skills without expecting to become shinobi), Police force (making one entire clan the one’s in charge of a police force is NEVER a good idea. It does not show ‘trust’ it show’s that he thought they could only be useful to the village in one area)

screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

Ohhh there’s so many.

Right now i’m going to have to go with ‘Hinata didn’t care about her sister and was only on the mission because of Naruto’. Hinata love’s her sister and was trying to rescue her. She cared deeply about her sister and her being caught off guard by Naruto’s confession doesn’t wash that away. It means she was caught off guard

‘Oh but naruto said-‘

Yes, and Hinata’s not caught off guard by ‘we need to rescue hinabi’ because that’s why they’re there. She doesn’t need to be told why they’re there. She was on the moon and almost married a creep to try and get close to her sister and save her

Thinking about naruto in her dreams doesn’t damn her. We literally do not control our dreams and at this point she at least knows her sister is alive and she is actively trying to do something to save her

Stop shitting on my girl for her crush jfc

common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Kakashi didn’t care about Sakura/Didn’t teach her anything

Tell me you didn’t read the manga without telling me you didn’t read the manga. Sakura is not the main character so if she’s not in the scene her development takes a back seat to Naruto’s, but Kishi constantly writes throughout the story about how much Kakashi cares about all of his students. He notices Sakura’s skill with chakra control, he teaches her the Qi release, he protects her throughout the war arc (which is an act of PLATONIC LOVE).

worst blorboficiation

You know what, Tobirama. Since we went over this

Love your man but stop acting like he isn’t a hateful douch canoe

you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

Perfect good at everything Sakura. Hate it.

But ok i’ll choose another one. Bottom Kakashi. And i choose this specificlly because i’ve had people come at me for daring to not ship him exclusively as a bottom. 1) we have no idea of Kakashi’s canon sexual preference so it’s fair game all ways. I scroll past ‘pillow princess kakashi’ content you scroll past mine and leave me tf alone 2) it is ILLIGAL to talk about what a nice ass character’s like Obito and Gai have, and then not let Kakashi fuck them. That’s rude. 3) kakashi doesn’t ‘need to let lose and let someone else be in control’. That’s not even what being a bottom is. He can be the sub and still top his partner ffs

part of canon you think is overhyped

Pein arc. Honestly the only thing i would change is have Naruto actually use Kakashi’s number one lesson to him. Team work.

Also i’d have Iruka make the sacrifice to save Naruto, not Hinata. Hinata was beautiful and her reason’s were solid, but Iruka jumping in to protect Naruto would be beautiful. He’d still get his ass kicked but Naruto losing his cool would make so much more sense because we know how important Iruka is to him.

Also, that little part where Kakashi and Sasuke face off. I think i’d want the fight to be a wee bit longer, and for Kakashi to acknowledge danzo’s death and flat out tell Sasuke he does not care. Man did not give a shit about Danzo and he was not there at all because Sasuke ‘killed the hokage’. In fact, for Kakashi that was probably a gift because he clearly didn’t respect danzo since he fucked off out of the village when it was against the law to,

your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

Ohhh that’s hard to choose.

Maybe…. Kakashi turning away from Tsunade trying to give him a mission and walking away to go try and save Naruto and Sasuke.

A lot of people like to act like Kakashi only cared about Sasuke, but he clearly was willing to ignore the Hokage for both of his students and felt responsible for what happened even though it wasn’t his fault. Like the only thing he could have done was stayed behind so the sound four never got to Sasuke, but that would also involve ignoring hokage’s order’s and not going out on a mission

Oh, also him telling Jiraiya off for teaching Naruto the rasangan and telling him to talk to him about using it against friends. People constantly get on his case about chatting with Sasuke about trying to use Chidori on Naruto, but then conveniently forget he was trying to hold jiraiya responsible (it was jiraiya’s responsibility to talk to Naruto at that point. He’d told Kakashi to let him care for Naruto’s training so it was his job to ensure Naruto wasn’t using rasangan against friends)

Oh and JIRAIYA TELLING KAKASHI TO LET HIM TAKE CARE OF TRAINING NARUTO. People act like Kakashi just chose to focus on Sasuke cuz favoritism and ignore that he was being pulled two ways (between sasuke and naruto) until Jiraiya stepped in and told him to focus on Sasuke,

ship you've unwillingly come around to

Other than Yamato and gai (which i’m still meh on) i haven’t really ‘come around’ to any ship.

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smylealong · 2 years

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He Zhaojun

I have been seeing a lot of hate for He Zhaojun here. I have seen people blame her for what happened to her family to some even saying that she deserved what was coming to her. But I have a few things to say to that. Some things I would like people to consider before piling hate on her. Spoilers ahead, so kept under the cut.

Let's not forget that all of these people are supposed to be teenagers. Can anyone honestly say that they haven't been absolute entitled little shits in their teens? I know I was. He Zhaojun was essentially a mean girl.

She never loved Yao, just like Yao didn't love her. The two were engaged by their families. Neither seemed to have a say in it. Neither wanted to be engaged to the other. The two knew each other from childhood and she constantly bullied him. Looks like no one corrected her and she didn't even know that what she was doing might hurt Yao. She was a self-absorbed whiny teen.

When she met Xiao Shi, a master manipulator, he managed to woo her. It was likely not a coincidence that she bumped into him. I am fairly certain that Xiao Shi orchestrated the meeting. Again, a teen with zero life experience outside her rich, spoiled upbringing, did not see past the silken words of Xiao Shi.

She broke off an engagement that, let's not forget, neither wanted. Yao was relieved to have gotten rid of her.

Once she was married, Xiao Shi revealed the true face. The monster that he is. He proceeded to brutally kill all of her family. This isn't what she deserved. To say that she deserved it, or she had it coming, or that she brought it upon herself is victim blaming, pure and simple. Think of the implications of what you're saying. This is how abusers operate. They are the sweetest, most loving partners till they have their prey in their hands. Then they flip the switch. No one deserves to see their loved one die horribly. Even if they have been a bully, this is not something anyone deserves. This is domestic violence. No one deserves to be at the receiving end of it.

General He's last wish and the implication it had on Yao and Niao Niao's lives is a complex topic and needs to be addressed in separate bullet points. (a) When General He made the wish, he had no idea that Yao was betrothed to Niao Niao. He was only worried about his children's safety and chose what he knew to be a safe option. He Zhaojun had no say in it. (b) The Emperor did not force the issue on either the Luo family, the Cheng family or the He family. General's wish was voiced and he asked the inputs of the people involved, leaving the decision to them. (c) Luo family was more than keen to break off the engagement because the aunt and the cousin don't like Shaoshang who would stand up for Yao. They think that by getting him married to Zhaojun, they'll keep the second chamber under their thumbs forever. Luo Yao's mother came up with the absurd and humiliating idea that Luo Yao marry both girls, and Luo Yao did not immediately say no. He should have. (d) Niao Niao recognized a losing battle. I will admit I did not like the way she flipped and broke off the engagement, but I think she realized that now she would have to go against everyone's wishes to marry Yao and she just did not love him enough to fight against the world. (e) Yao is left hurt, betrayed and is the one having to marry his childhood bully. I truly feel sorry for him. He did not deserve this. But I do think that the He Zhaojun he's marrying now is not the one he once knew. She's a whole different person.

He Zhaojun's insistence that she be married to Yao is actually coming from a place of absolute terror. She knows that her and her brother are alone. She knows that she cannot make another mistake like the one she did, because the little brother, the innocent party, is now at his most vulnerable state. She needs to protect him. She also wants to protect herself. She knows Yao wouldn't harm a hair on her head and she has latched on to the idea. She's projecting a brave, stoic and somewhat demented persona, but deep down, she's broken and terrified. This decision is stemming from fear.

I agree wholeheartedly that Yao did not deserve to get married to the woman who has done nothing but belittle him, degrade him, and humiliate him. I also agree that for this, she deserved some comeuppance. But to say that she deserved what happened or that she caused the tragedy is victim blaming and absolutely toxic. There is only one person to be blamed for the horrific things and that's Xiao Shi. Not He Zhaojun. I also believe that she will make up for all the torment she's caused Yao over the years because she's finally understood what it is like to be hurt, deeply. That Yao has grown a semblance of a spine is only going to add to that.

Having read this all, do you think He Zhaojun deserves a second chance? To quote Ling Buyi, "It's for you to decide."

#love like the galaxy #He zhao jun #Estelle chen #meta post #Thoughts #Spoilers

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queer-cosette · 9 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤️

❤️❤️❤️ thankyou so much Stsi!!! This was such a nice ask to open when I got home from work! ❤️❤️

Top Five Favourite Fics By Me

I was born on the run (but I'll die holding your hand)

Rating: E

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Heathers the Musical

Main Relationships: Jason "J.D." Dean/Veronica Sawyer

Chapters: 1/1

Completed: Yes

Word Count: 7,451

Summary:

“I figured I have until eight AM on Monday morning to have my last bit of fun before she ruins my reputation beyond repair, so… Iwasgoingtoaskifyouwantedtohavesexwithme.” JD stares at her, his mouth falling open slightly in surprise. She hopes to god it’s good surprise and not the bad kind. “Me…” he chokes out, after an agonizingly long silence that really only lasts ten seconds, “with… you?” Veronica feels her cheeks flush with mortification. She should never have done this. She should have just gone home and waited for Heather’s revenge to rain down on her - “Yes.” Alternative titles for this fic included Dead Girl Walking (one more time with feelings), Shameless Jdonica Fluffy Smut, and Fucking Hell I Can't Believe They Fucked In Comic Sans (Writer's Block Sucks).

So yeah, this fic is basically just. extremely fluffy canon compliant smut. But I'm honestly pretty proud of how it turned out, and I'm working on not being ashamed of writing smut, so yeah, it's going on the list!

On Se Sent Comme Par Magie

Rating: T

Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Violence

Fandom: Les Misérables - All Media Types

Main Relationships: Cosette Fauchelevent/Marius Pontmercy, Enjolras/Grantaire, Combeferre/Courfeyrac, Bahorel/Éponine Thénardier, Feuilly/Jehan Prouvaire, Joly/Musichetta, eventual Bossuet/Joly/Musichetta

Chapters: 82/?

Completed: No

Word Count: 488,777

Summary:

15 years ago, a young woman uses her powers to send her infant daughter to another dimension to protect her. It sparks off an adventure that won't start until the girl turns 16... Cosette is a normal girl who accidentally stumbles upon a world of magic. And when she finds out just how intwined she is with the magical world's destiny, she knows she has to do everything she can to protect the future of the Universe. A Les Mis Winx Club AU

On Se Sent Comme Par Magie is technically 5 or 6 fics in a series, but asking me to choose my favourite one out of them is like asking me to choose my favourite child. I've been writing this story since I was 17 and it's kind of a part of me at this point.

The Mystery Solvers of Derry

Rating: T

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Derry Girls (TV)

Main Relationships: Clare Devlin & James Maguire & Michelle Mallon & Orla McCool & Erin Quinn, James Maguire/Erin Quinn

Chapters: 8/?

Completed: No

Word Count: 22,179

Summary:

Kathy Maguire's announcement that she's returning to Derry to work on a new monster-themed tourism campaign isn't greeted with enthusiasm by her son... ...mostly because he's part of the teenage mystery solving gang dedicated to debunking the city's supernatural activity. When James, Erin, Orla, Michelle and Clare stumble on a secret catacomb hidden beneath Our Lady Immaculate College, they think it's just the start of another monster-themed caper to cover up a crime. But when Erin finds a lost locket and can't connect it to the case, a mysterious figure known only as 'C' informs them that they've unwittingly stumbled upon the real mystery hidden in the Derry catacombs... (A Scooby Doo: Mystery Incorporated! AU)

So this fic is really fun to write, and I need to get back to it! It's, as the summary says, an AU where the Derry Girls are the Scooby Gang, and they stumble on a mystery that could spell doom for everyone in Derry - unfortunately, they're all sixteen and act like it. It's a fic that I've so far always smiled a lot while writing, and the response from the fandom has been so so nice <3

Dear Diary...

Rating: M

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death

Fandom: Total Drama (cartoon)

Main Relationships: Courtney/Duncan

Chapters: 13/13

Completed: Yes

Word Count: 34.423

Summary:

"Dear Diary - My teen angst bullshit now has a body count." Heather Chandler. Gwen Duke. Lindsay McNamara. Courtney Sawyer. Together they make up the most powerful clique at Westerburg High. Most people would die to get into it. Courtney would kill to get out of it. Enter Duncan Dean. He has a way with women, a way with words, and a very special way with a gun. "It's God versus my boyfriend, and God's losing..."

Total Drama is such a good fandom to get into if you want to write AU fic, and me being obsessed with Heathers, I had to write a Heathers AU. It fits so well too - the main characters are a good girl who struggles with bitter anger and dark thoughts, a bad boy who walks the line between charming and sociopathic, a queen bee so thoroughly shallow it almost passes for depth, a perky and immature cheerleader who slowly realises she's being dragged down by the people she hangs out with, and a quiet, bookish loner who is so convinced she's in the right that she can't see her own capacity for cruelty.

mArinette

Rating: T

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Main Relationships: Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Marc Anciel/Nathniël Kurtzberg

Chapters: 8/8

Completed: Yes

Word Count: 27.326

Summary:

Marinette tells a lie. A pretty big lie. And soon one lie turns into another, and before she knows it, she's going out of her way to keep the lie going. When Lila lies, it's sloppy. But Marinette's lie is all too believable. At least no one else is getting hurt by her lie. But Marinette's about to find out how hard it is to be known as the school slut. An Easy A AU.

Gosh. Where would I be without mentioning mArinette. This is the fic I'm most divided about, because I love it, however I also got a massive amount of negative backlash as a result. I guess that whole "10% of every group are assholes, so the bigger the group, the louder the assholes start sounding" thing is true. Anyway, this fic is deeply personal to me, but it's also silly, campy, romantic, angsty, and fluffy.

Again, thank you so much for this ask, Stsi!!! Muchos gracias ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

#coco writes #mArinette #dear diary...#the mystery solvers of derry #on se sent comme par magie #i was born on the run (but I'll die holding your hand)#beloved mutuals #ask coco

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Enchanted — THREE: Triwizard Tournament

Disclaimer: This series is a work of fiction and all credit goes to J.K Rowling for the main inspiration of this story and I do not own any characters or any of the art used in this work. All credit goes to the original owners.

Pairing(s): Yeonjun x afab!reader, Beomgyu x afab!reader

Genre: Fluff, angst, fantasy + romance

Warnings: Unrequited love, violence, tba.

Synopsis: Pining after your childhood best friend wasn’t exactly what Beomgyu had planned for his 5th year at Hogwarts, but how can she return his feelings when it seems like her heart is strictly reserved for another?

Taglist: @shiningstar-byulxx

Enchanted Masterlist.

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A month goes by and it was finally the day wherein the chosen ones for the Triwizard tournament had zeroed in, all the students gathering in the great hall.

From Beauxbatons Academy of Magic to Durmstrang Institute, they had all come together to compete at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for another year.

"Yeonjun Choi!" Headmistress Mcgonagall had called out and Y/n and her friends cheered. Yeonjun looked smugly at Y/n who only chuckled at him before pushing his face to the side.

"Stay safe for me ok?" Y/n smiled, and Yeonjun nodded as they continued announcing the champions. Meanwhile Beomgyu had been sulking as he wasn't chosen at all.

His roommate beside him patting his shoulders and comforting him. "Better luck next time aye?" He said to the pouting male.

Once the day was over with, the seven friends had gathered at their usual spot in the courtyard with some snacks and butter beer (courtesy of Soobin) under the stars.

"Is this even allowed?" Taehyun said, trying not to attract any unnecessary attention.

"No, but it can be if you don't question us. Now loosen up a bit Tyun" Y/n smiled as they continued drinking the butter beer disguised in the chalices. Taehyun sighed and face palmed, is this really who he willingly chose to hang around the last five years?

"Good luck by the way Yeonjun! I know you can do this, bring home another victory for Hogwarts" Hueningkai pat Yeonjun's shoulder, and the older boy smiles back before bringing him into a head lock.

Beomgyu was in a daze and was completely out of the loop. Ever since he had been talking to that Lola girl in his Herbology class a few months prior, he didn't realize if he was starting to fall in love with her or was it even love? He didn't know. He just wanted his sick twisted way of forgetting about his love for Y/n.

The latter had told everyone about this, except for his feelings for Y/n, and they all practically knew about his infatuation with her. This didn't go unnoticed by Eunseo though as she had observed that the boy was practically in his own world spacing out.

"Gyu are you alright? You seem a bit out of it" Eunseo tapped his shoulder, Beomgyu snapped out of his trance and nodded with a grin to hide his worries.

"I'm fine don't worry about me, anyways, Yeonjun I know you can do this! Always so strong" Beomgyu laughed, taking another swig of the butter beer to calm his nerves. Eunseo found his behavior to be odd but shrugged it off as nothing, continuing to focus on the conversation at hand.

By the time they were done, the rest had gone back to their prefect duties as the other three had left to the dormitories. Eunseo was absolutely exhausted once she was back, honestly opting to just face plant on her bed and sleep, but she had to wait up in order to have a talk with Y/n.

"God why can't she just tell him" she muttered, then she heard the door open and close gently. It was Y/n.

"Hey, you wanted to talk to me about something?" Eunseo nodded and patted the space on the bed for Y/n to sit on.

"Listen Y/n, I know you like Beomgyu, but dropping tiny hints will get us nowhere. I think it's finally time you tell him that you have feelings for him because we shouldn't be playing cat and mouse over this alright? Y/n, I believe in you and I know you can do this. He’d be an idiot not to like you back" Eunseo sighed, and Y/n nodded in understanding.

She gave her best friend a weak smile and breathed out. "Maybe I should, we don't have forever do we? But isn't he crushing on Lola?" Y/n chuckled bitterly, she never really liked the Gryffindor, and neither did their other friends besides Beomgyu, too blinded by his feelings to notice that they all absolutely loathed her.

Beomgyu had been blowing them off the past few months to study with Lola or ditch them at Hogsmeade to spend time with her.

"Y/n, please tell him. Once you do, it will all be over with, I mean it's been four years" Eunseo said, and hugged Y/n gently as she weighed her options. Was it worth the heartbreak? Would her heart be easily mended from this four year long crush?

"Alright, I'll think about it. Thank you Eunseo, rest well and goodnight" Y/n then got up and went to go to the prefect's quarters, bumping into Yeonjun on the way in the common room.

"Sorry for scaring you" Yeonjun chuckled as Y/n dramatically clutched her chest.

"No it's alright, good luck again on your tournament, you're going to kill it I just know" she smiled and the older boy nodded. As Y/n then tried to leave, Yeonjun had suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Are you gonna tell him soon? How are things between you both?" He asked, implying that he was talking about Beomgyu.

Y/n sighed as Yeonjun let go, it was probably the best option because at least Beomgyu would finally know how she feels.

"I might as well just do it, he'd probably be with Lola anyways" Y/n played with her robe and Yeonjun’s gaze softened as he took this as his cue to leave so that he didn’t have to press her for anymore details, bidding her a goodnight.

In the prefect's quarters, Y/n was hunched over her desk, busy writing her letter to Beomgyu. "This is it I guess?" she yawned, putting the quill down, and rubbing her eyes tiredly.

The next day, Y/n had stood at the owlrey with Soobin, who insisted he go with her.

"I'm here for the sake of your sanity and moral support, besides this is a Choi you're dealing with, my brother specifically and I've known this kid my whole life" Soobin said dramatically. Y/n laughed and tied her letter around the leg of Beomgyu's owl before sending him off.

"Soobin I think this is enough moral support knowing I'll probably be in tears later" Y/n replied flatly, whilst the taller boy decided to give her a hug.

Soobin's smile almost faltered, he guessed she knew what would happen either way so he didn't bother telling her about Beomgyu's confession towards Lola that day.

"Anyways, let's go, don't you have charms?" Soobin nodded as they both left the owlry together.

Later, just after dinner in the great hall, Y/n had noticed Beomgyu leave. It seemed like he got her letter, because he was heading straight to the Astronomy tower.

"Y/n walk slower! Yeonjun and I can't keep up!" Eunseo whined, trying her best not to make too much noise.

Both her and Yeonjun were tailing her worriedly as she bolted up the stairs leading up into the tower.

"Tell me why we're up here again" Yeonjun whined as well, tired out of his mind. Why was this tower so tall anyways?

As they finally reached the top, the three caught their breaths while Y/n was getting herself ready mentally.

"Confessing to Beom—" Y/n was cut short when she had accidentally looked through the door, which was already slightly ajar. In the room stood Beomgyu and Lola, both holding each other close.

Y/n stepped back as Yeonjun immediately wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. Her heart sank, and immediately Eunseo had realized what had happened. Slowly and quietly, the three had retreated back to their dormitory.

"Y/n..." Eunseo looked at Y/n sadly as they walked back into the dungeons, the poor girl looked like a puppy that had been punched in the gut as Yeonjun's arm stayed still around her. The three entering the common room with a sad aura hanging around them.

Y/n couldn't believe Beomgyu was with another, but then again, she knew it was bound happen so why did it hurt her so bad? The pang in her chest more painful than she’d ever expected.

"Shh...you're ok now, just breathe Y/n" Eunseo rocked her back and forth as they hugged, meanwhile Yeonjun sat across them worriedly. He didn't think this would ever happen, but could it be his chance to mend her heart before opening it up towards him?

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other highlights include “if you don’t put on chalk, the bar rips skin off your hands” which, while not technically wrong, does imply that the bar chose violence against you personally. and honorable mention to the girl who when reminded that there was a mat under her beam if she fell, said “but I could fall forward and hit my face on the beam”. it is worth noting that she was just walking down the beam in relevè.

styx!! you mean the bars HAVEN’T chosen violence against you personally?? i’m honestly shocked!! please teach me your bars whispering ways

beam is just a hazard to society in general i don’t blame the kid for fearing the smacking of faces. even if she was only just walking LMAO

(i love the gymnastics anecdotes they make me smile)

#askers

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A friend of mine recently got out of an abusive relationship. It happened when they got into an argument at work and he was physical with her in front of witnesses. Apparently he cursed out the boss and got himself fired.

But the next day she comes in And work friend is talking about her behind her back saying that she should’ve also gotten fired because they saw her angry with him. My thing is if anyone’s being consistently called a whore, a bitch, a slut, a Cunt, being told things like “oh you’re a liar like all the women” and all that noise they’re eventually going to get mad.

and my friend was mad enough to say some thing in the group chat. The guy that was talking shit got an attitude and told her to take everything out of the group chat but she feels like she has every right to defend herself. This guy is calling himself her friend and saying he cares about her but in my mind if you really care about her you could’ve pulled her to the side and said something to her privately but he did not even ask if she was OK or anything and so when she put this info in the group chat and all those people reading this are the very same people that he’s going behind her back in whispers to about her.

so it’s weird to me that now he has an attitude with her for speaking up for herself. Someone else in the chat set up for her and did say you know I’ve seen him several times instigate stuff with her he’s the aggressor and he’s been getting himself in trouble because of his temper.

But at the same time I can kind of get what he saying like honestly it’s terrible that this happened and this should’ve been some thing that was private but it didn’t work out that way. I’m just so angry for her that she’s acting as though she chose for this to happen like she wanted this to happen to her at all or especially at work.

and the worst part of it is is that the guy that’s doing the gossiping has cancer. Like he’s sitting there literally dying and instead of worrying about himself he just had a friend go through domestic violence instead of being concerned about her he’s bad mouthing her. He gave her some lame dry ass apology about oh I’ll never mention your name again which made my blood boil Cuz you have no problem gossiping about her bad mouthing a survivor of domestic violence to the very same people that you’re trying to say face in front of right now so how dare you claim that you care about her?

Like this is my real friend. The first and only thing I would be doing is saying are you OK how can I help you I’m so sorry this happened to you but he’s done none of that.

He just seems like another loser who has nothing better to do than to gossip. And it’s disgusting that he’s trashy enough to take this very horrible public experience and visit for work entertainment for the next couple days or however long he wants to make this the new hot topic for.

She’s just really upset because she worked really hard and everyone is talking about her and treating her differently now. And I was telling her that she didn’t have to explain herself but I understood her desire to defend herself and she didn’t have to say any more than she already said but now she’s feeling like incredibly anxious like she said part of her feels like she shouldn’t haven’t said anything but a bigger part of her feels like she had a right to defend herself.

And I can’t imagine what she’s going through. Like this is someone that she loved and this is how he embarrassed and humiliated her and the people that she thought were there for her are not.

it’s just funny how we’ve all known her longer and it’s very clear to me-because I’ve witnessed this man’s outburst firsthand-as have many others-that he does not like any of the people that he works with so it’s so confusing to me that they’re going so hard defending him.

and what she put in there it’s just the tip of the iceberg like these people don’t even know that the girl got a concussion because of what he did to her in front of somebody in front of cameras at work.

I’m also trying to reassure her by reminding her that you know it’s just work you can’t really-and I don’t think she ever really did-consider them to be like true friends but you know you have people that you think you’re cool with and you think or one would think in a situation like this especially if someone is experiencing domestic violence that people would be more sympathetic, but no. I didn’t say this to her but to me it kind of seems like another case where the man’s word or just the fact that he’s a man is going to have more value then the woman side even if there were witnesses.

I just feel so bad for her and I have no clue what to say to comfort her or tell her that it’s gonna be OK because none of us ever think of this happening to us personally and then we’d also like to think if it happen to someone we know or we care about you know we’d be sympathetic for them but she hasn’t been experiencing that and it’s crushing her

How can I help her?

(Thank you in advance)

I am so sorry for the super late reply but you have to admit that this was A LOT to say the least.

I feel like you’ve done all that you can to help your friend. All you can do is give her the emotional and physical support that she’s willing to accept.

As far as the gossiping co worker? He can kick rocks. Idgaf if he has cancer and got the Grim Reaper knocking on his door. There’s no excuse as to why he should ever treat that girl like that. As if she hasn’t been through enough humiliation? Like homeboy got no empathy whatsoever? Curious to know what his behavior will be like if his condition gets worse … whatever. Not the point.

When it comes to DV, it’s such a slippery slope because if you’ve never been in a situation like that, what can really you do? How can you even help without making the situation even worse?

It’s not like calling the cops and filing a restraining order is gonna do shit.

Continue to check in with her. Show her love when you feel like she needs it the most. And I hope things get better for your friend and that her ex will have the common sense leaves her the fuck alone.

Going through something like that is so shitty.

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love-bokumono-fics · 8 months

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Fresh Crops! September 18 - September 24, 2021

This week's newest stories and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

The Wall Between Us - by Skullygal610; WIP, 16/22, 17k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandom: Trio of Towns Relationships: Female Farmer/Wayne, Female Farmer/Ex-boyfriend; Characters: Wayne, Female Farmer Additional Tags: Adopted, farmer, Hurt, Love, Unrequited Love, relationships, Denial of Feelings, Fanfiction, Parents, friends, Guilt Summary: It all started with a rejection. Scarlett can't seem to get over the loss of her best friend since she rejected his confession of love. Already dealing with her own self-worth and feelings while keeping up with daily life, things soon become difficult when a familiar face from the past comes back to haunt her. Wayne struggles to let go of the only girl he loved. However, things never go the way he plans. His parents are across the world without him. Friends are constantly concerned about his well-being. He wants to change, yet she keeps pulling him back. Can they ever hope to rekindle their long-lost friendship, or will it become something more?

The Egg Thief - by dicelady20; WIP, 10/19, 38k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence; Category: F/M Fandoms: Dragon Ball GT/Z, Friends of Mineral Town Characters: Trunks Briefs, Claire the Farmer Additional Tags: Harvest Moon, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT, Romance, Slow Burn, Martial Arts, Cussing, Crossover, Healing, city vibes, dark scenes, POV Multiple, POV Third Person Limited, Mild Gore, References to Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons Games, Suspense, Supernatural Elements, First Meetings, story of seasons, Superheroes Summary: Claire decides to give the city life another chance, but as she does, she is haunted by her nightmares. Mr. CEO of Capsule Corp., Trunks, needs to keep a secret. He is bound by the oath of an unsealed dragon. What happens when their two worlds collide? And what is lurking in the shadows of West City as these two learn to show vulnerability? Is it something that could shake up the dragons emotions?

Lady Of Grasstrail Farms - by FromADenOfBeasts; WIP, 44/?, 56k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Pioneers of Olive Town Relationship: Female Farmer/Lars; Characters: Original Female Character(s), Female Farmer, Lars, Laura, Angela, Clemens, Damon, Jack, Emilio, Reina, Victor, Gloria, Simon, Jesse Additional Tags: My First AO3 Post, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Supportive Big Brother, honestly the best big brother ever, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Wish Fulfillment, Mysterious Origins, Childbirth Summary: Pioneers Of Olive Town AU where Lars is single. That's not all that happens but it is the reason I wrote this. A young woman named Vallon quits her job and follows her heart to Olive Town, where her family has roots deeper than she ever thought. Now she has to contend with new neighbors, ancient magic, and getting the hang of farming a wild land. Can she cope on her own, or can she at least find someone to share it with?

As the wave flows - by ScribbleSen; Complete, 1/1, <1k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandoms: Hololive, A Wonderful Life Characters: Shiori Novella, Nami Additional Tags: Hololive English, Hololive EN 3rd Generation | HoloAdvent, Short One Shot

When The Cows Come Home - by Dinomilkshakes; Complete, 1/1, 4.1k

Rating: Explicit; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Categories: F/M, Other Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationships: Rock/Reader; Characters: Rock, Reader, Ruby | Lou Additional Tags: **NOTE: Some tags have been removed to remain Safe For Tumblr. Please see full tag list on AO3** Breeding Kink, Breeding, Reader-Insert, they/them pronouns, for reader anyways, Reader is trans masc, Pregnancy, Porn With Plot, like. small plot, Little plot, Sex in a Barn, uhhh more like a coop, Im tired Summary: When a young man from the city comes to visit his parents at the same time as you’re having your cows bred to make milk next spring, you’ll end up getting a breeding service, too, free of charge. If only it hadn’t worked so well..!

Carter’s Heart Events - by TwinklingCupcake; Complete, 12/12, 2.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Relationships: Male Farmer | Yuto/Carter the Pastor, Carter the Pastor/Claire the Farmer; Characters: Claire the Farmer, Pete | Jack, Male Farmer | Yuto, Carter the Pastor, Farmer, Cliff, Doctor | Trent Additional Tags: Heart Events Summary: For everyone who wanted to marry Carter. Written in the form of a game guide.

Memories - by SymphonicFantasia; Complete, 1/1, 1.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Hero of Leaf Valley, Save the Homeland Relationships: Woody/Martha, Woody/ Wallace; Characters: Woody the Woodcutter, Martha, Wallace Additional Tags: Fluff, Flashbacks, Friendship, Childhood Friends, Childhood Memories Summary: They were such playful kids when they were younger. Dodging the girls and pulling pranks on them. Even small romances occurred between them all.

Saplings and Sprouts - by TwinklingCupcake; Complete, 1/1, 1.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Relationships: Karen/Rick, Kai/Popuri, Gray/Mary the Librarian | Marie, Claire the Farmer/Won | Huang, Elli/Doctor Trent | Torre, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran/Cliff; Characters: Kai, Rick, Popuri, Karen, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Cliff, Claire, Won | Huang, Elli | Elly, Doctor | Trent, Gray, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Original Child Character(s), Original Child(ren) of Canon Characters Additional Tags: Slice of Life, Next Generation, Domestic Fluff Summary: The various stories of the next generation of Mineral Town. 1. Kai and Rick bury the hatchet for the sake of the kids.

And one Not Safe For Tumblr fic: Getting Your Rocks Off - by Dinomilkshakes

#fresh crop monday #harvest moon #story of seasons #friends of mineral town #a wonderful life #hm ds cute #trio of towns #save the homeland #hero of leaf valley #pioneers of olive town

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