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sulieykte · 6 months

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𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 - 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

pairing : neteyam x omatikaya!reader a/n: i'm back with a little continuation of the day thirteen cut scene of a//r, because how could i not go for the biting prompt with these two :)) i also may have written this with no vision correction so i really mean it this time when i say if you see any spelling mistakes then no you didn't 😂 warnings: smut under the cut mdni, aged up character, toxic dynamic, possessive behaviour, manhandling, biting, blood tasting, p in v, creampie, not proofread word count: 1.3k masterlist | taglist

It had become a game.

One that only the two of you knew about. A twisted little game that had your blood running hot each time you played. Each time you won.

You had to question though, were there really any winners? When you left, veins still filled with ice towards each other, that was never enough to stem the fire between you?

Ralu would certainly never win this game. He had become nothing more than a pawn, meant only for destruction in aid of your goal to rile Neteyam up just enough to get what you wanted. It had become increasingly effective as he became more desperate, always left hanging, never quite getting enough from your touch.

“Come, Sevin. It’s been so long.” His arms wrap around your middle, pulling you into his body, his arousal pushing against your rear. His lips brush against your ear, an attempt at seduction made through low whispers. “Why don’t we take a visit to those caves you like so much?”

The twist in your stomach is not from his words, but the memory it elicits. Of hands around your throat, fingers caught in hair and you on your hands and knees. It’s not Ralu that has your core throbbing, not even as he strokes gentle patterns into your skin or the subtle roll of his hips against you.

It’s the eyes you find on you from across the camp. His fathers hand on his shoulder, and whatever the Olo’eyktan is telling him don’t seem to be important enough to hold his attention, and they’re not enough to tear his gaze from the hand that gets closer to your loincloth by the second.

It’s dizzying. Your pupils blown wide from the thrill. Neteyam hated when you touched Ralu, he’d been clear enough on that in the way he’d left your legs trembling last time you’d been caught, but he had never seen Ralu touch you. You never let it get this far, but now with all the blood rushing to your core in anticipation, you can’t help but take the risk.

Your fingers intertwine with the hand against your skin, trapping it against your stomach and your eyes are met with a furious gaze as you lean into Ralu’s welcoming hold.

“It has been a while.” There’s a soft hiss in your ear as you press back into him, his length pressing more urgently against you. Any concern you have about stalling only lasts a second. Neteyam excuses himself from the conversation with his father, and sets a rapid pace over to you. “I don’t think I can last the journey.”

Turning in his grasp, you meet his hungry eyes and run a hand down his heaving chest, settling a palm on his stomach. "And I don't think you can last either."

A shiver runs down your spine, when his eyes leave yours, widening in surprise as he tries to gain composure over his body. With fear or respect, his back straightens, an attempt at a casual expression on his face as he adjusts his loincloth. Your tewng nearly soaks through at the mere thought that it's the former that has Ralu so shaken.

"Lo'ak needs to see you."

Ralu doesn't even get a chance to speak before Neteyam's voice, so low that it's almost a growl, is in your ear.

"I'm sure Lo'ak can wai-"

"He can't." A hand wraps around your arm, threatening to bruise and you know you have truly won this time, even before you turn and catch the rage on his face. And for a moment, Ralu disappears, the rest of the clan an afterthought and all that’s left is you and him. A smirk, a glare and a promise of punishment.

“Ah Neteyam, I’m sure you’re brother won’t mind if she swings by later. I’ll make sure she sees him myself.” Your heads turn at the same time and Ralu takes a step back, hands raised in surrender. “I guess you must really go now.”

Neteyam practically tears your shoulder from its socket when he drags you away, and you have to run a little to match his pace. Whatever was left of the Olo’eyktan’s eldest son seemed to have slipped away as he ignored the eyes of the clan that followed your hurried exit. Had you finally pushed him over the edge after years of failed attempts?

He pushes you through the entry of your Marui and you catch yourself before you stumble over your feet but it does nothing to save you from the ground. He has you beneath him in a matter of seconds, hands held above your head in a vice grip.

“I bet you thought that was funny.”

“Hilarious.” You spread your legs wide, allowing him room to slot himself between them. He’s rock hard, wound up as much as you are when his hips press against yours. “But you have to admit, the way you ran across camp? Hysterical.”

“Oh yeah?” The raise of his brow bone has your thighs tightening around his hips, pulling him closer to you, gaining some friction that you desperately need. “Do you know what I found hilarious?” The hand not restraining your wrists makes quick work of untying the strings of your loincloth. “It’s only been a week and you’re already so desperate you’d throw yourself at him.” His fingers glide through your dripping folds until they find your clit, wasting no time in circling the swollen bud.

Your back arches, eyes fluttering shut as you give into the sensation, until it’s torn away. Your eyes shoot open, glaring up at him.

“Eyes on me Tìyawn. Don’t take them off me, not for a second.” Your face flushes. The one thing you could always count on with Neteyam was that it was always just sex. Hot, rough and fast. Impersonal. But this, this felt different. As he stared into your eyes, undoing his own loincloth and though everything in you screamed to disobey, to look away and keep it all from becoming real, but you can’t tear your eyes from his.

Not as he lines himself up with your entrance or when he pushes in agonisingly slow. You watch every contortion of his face as your cunt takes him in, squeezing his cock as it stretches you open. You watch his mouth drop open as he starts to roll his hips against yours, and the way his eyes go dark as he looks down at you.

“I think you’re confused Tìyawn.” He picks up the pace, has you keening as his tip hits your sweet spot. “I thought you’d got the message.” His hips are brutal, eyes intense as they bore into you. “Ralu certainly hasn’t… We need to do something about that.”

You’re too lost in the moment, moaning as he impales you with his cock, the force increasing with each thrust until there’s little thought left in your mind except pleasure and Neteyam. And you don’t realise what he means until his teeth are grazing the sensitive skin on your neck.

You cry out, tears pricking at the corner of your eyes as he sinks his teeth in, a mix of pain and pleasure and fear for what this all means.

“Netey-AH” His mouth latches over the wound, tongue swirling over the punctures in your skin, and the raw sensation paired with the brutal pace in which he slams into you, has you seeing stars and pulling at the grip he has on your wrists.

“You left your mark on me, it’s only fair I return the favour.” He stops his assault on your neck, his nose barely an inch from yours, relentless in fucking you until you’re barrelling over the edge, cunt convulsing around his length until he falls over it with you, spilling his hot seed into you as you milk him dry.

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wukong-s-only-wife5000 · 5 months

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Let’s keep that Mac love going can I request “he asks you out” from the master list? Gotta love The Emo Monkie manss😂💜🖤

Gladly. :3 Hope you enjoy! First Date.

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“Hey, Macaque,” your voice startled him.

“(Y/n), hey, you're here early,” he managed his charming smile at the sight of you. He wore casually appropriate clothes for movies, his hoodie was up, hiding his ears and the majority of his head.

“MK said it was important, but seeing that we’re in front of a movie theatre, I was obviously tricked into having friend time,” you rolled your eyes. “What are you doing here?” you smiled at him, his world felt like it had frozen solid even though his face felt like it was on fire.

“Oh, well…” He lost his voice. He couldn't remember why he was there for a second, but collected himself and cleared his throat. “MK invited me too,”

“Oh, cool,” you smiled at him then turned your attention to your phone as it went off.

It was MK texting you to let you know he was on his way, but running late. Luckily for him, you didn't have a busy day, so you didn't mind waiting a bit for him. Especially now that it meant having Macaque as your company for an extended period of time. You stole a glance at him to find he was already studying you with a somewhat content expression.

“What?” you smiled awkwardly at him, to which made him clear his throat and look away.

“Nothing,” he tried to play it off as nothing even though his heart was skipping beats in his chest. “You just, um… look nice,” was his lame excuse, even though he did think you looked pretty.

“Thanks,” you glanced away to hide your blush. “MK said he's a bit delayed, so there's that,”

“Hm,” he nodded as he took in this new information. Not really something he didn't already know, he was the reason they were delayed in the first place, after all.

“I know we should wait for the others, but we can get something light to munch on while we wait.”

“That's fine,” he gave a nod.

You and Macaque walked into the theatre and got in the short line at the cafeteria section. You both had looked over the menu in the hope to get a light appetizer while you waited for MK and the others. It was silent between you both, but not an awkward silence. You both unnoticeably stole glances at each other till you caught each other’s gaze, to which you both looked away with blushes.

Once your appetizers were ordered and collected, you found an empty seat in the waiting area and sat down. Silence took over the two of you once more. You spent a good five minutes looking towards the entrance in hopes to see the group, but had no such luck.

“So, (Y/n),” Macaque’s voice snapped you out of whatever trance you were previously in.

“Yeah?” you looked up at him with a curious smile.

“I was wondering if maybe…” his hesitance caught your interest.

“Yeah…?” you encouraged him to continue, which he did.

“I was wondering if you'd wanna do this again sometime…?” he asked. “With me… alone.”

“Like…”

“Like a date,” he nodded slightly and looked away to hide his embarrassment, which you thought was cute.

“Like… a date date?”

“Yeah, a date date,” he nodded sheepishly.

He’s too cute! You internally squealed before collecting yourself.

“As long as you promise it's gonna be a shadow play,” you teased. He looked at you with a dorky smile. “I'd like that a lot.”

“Really?”

“Of course,” you couldn't stop smiling at him. “I really liked the one with the Warrior, the one with the Goddess was nice too,”

“I bet,” he chuckled deeply and shook his head at your antics. It was no question about it, he was so smitten with you. “Tomorrow then?”

“I'm free,” you smiled at him. You were now, anyway. “You have my number, let me know when to get ready,” you added, then glanced around as people started crowding. “This place is starting to wake up, where are those idiots?”

“No clue,” he shrugged, but he smirked to himself at the thought of how ticked Monkey King must be at that moment.

“I'm hungry, let's get something to eat before the lines start to get long. Then we should catch a movie,”

“I could eat,” Macaque said as he lazily followed behind you. “Wait, a movie?”

“Yeah, who knows how long till they get here, I'm not gonna just wait around,” you stated and looked at him with a mischievous smile. “We can call it a practice date.”

That made him laugh.

“You get the food, I'll get the tickets,”

“Sounds good!” you grinned and once you decided on what to watch, and he told you what he wanted to eat, you divided to conquer.

Let’s just say… the unexpected practice date was a lot better than you'd thought it would be.

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notfreetoday · 7 months

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MPW Ep 4 Subtitle Correction

Masterlist: EP 1 || EP 2 || EP 3

We have another change in director this episode, to Yasumura Emi, though the script is still being written by Funabiki Shinju (the director for Ep 3). This week's twitter space didn't have much info, so I won't be including it.

M: いや～瀬ケ崎さん強かったわ～ M: あの物腰で*マウンティングされて M: いっそ快感を覚えてしまった M: No but, Segasaki-san('s presence) was really strong M: The way he *asserted (his relationship with Yoh) like that M: (rather than being upset), I felt even more delighted! *This is a (rather unfortunate) loan word from English - "mount" or "mounting" 😅, in this case, pretty much means to "one-up" someone else, or to brag about something to another. If you do not wish to have a weird mental image in your head, please skip the next paragraph. This word appears to have morphed from the observation that monkeys, when trying to move up a rank in the chain of command, tend to jump on the back of another to assert their dominance (not scientist just translator also low-quality source don't keel me plz). - In other words, if I watch the Jp RAW MPW a full 8 hours before everyone else and spazz about it knowing full well no one else understands what was said then I'd totally be moun--- AHEM (sorry 😂)

What I mean to say is, in this episode, Segasaki all but screams "MINE" in the most thinly veiled, polite manner possible, so let's see how he does that. If you read nothing at all, the last scene with them cuddling has an important correction you should skip to. Same translation disclaimer applies, Ep 4, let's go~!

(I see a lot of people saying some of their thoughts/suspicions were confirmed in the tags of the previous posts, so feel free to chip in with what you think! MPW deserves more discussion!)

Sorry I am incapable of summarizing, the post is crazy long and I've hit the 30 image max. As such, not every scene will be screen capped and I won't be transcribing the original subs anymore...

Y: あ、いや、友達の漫画を手伝いに行ってきます (-masu form) Y: Ah, no. I am going to help a friend with their manga.

Yoh shifts up a speech level here, (he started the episode out speaking casually) using the -masu form to make an announcement -he's trying to emphasize his determination to go because he’s nervous about saying it.

S: はあ？どういうつもりで S: Huh? For what intention?

The "haa?" here has a more "excuse me?" feel, and the next line is interrogative - so all in all it has the same energy as: "Excuse me? What is going through your head?"

S: つぅか友達って誰だよ Y: よく通話してる…あの S: やっぱりあの女か S: Actually, when you say "friend", who do you mean? Y: The one who… I speak to a lot on the phone… S: So, it’s that woman after all huh?

S: だめ Y: え？なんで？(plain form) S: 俺が家にいんだから家にいろ (word contraction)* Y: でも約束したし (plain form) S: あの女には行けなくなったって言え* S: No. Y: Huh? Why? S: I'm staying at home so you stay at home* Y: But, I already made a promise S: Tell that woman that you can’t go any more** *This line, together with the starred line below, is extremely direct, (said in the same style as his not-proposal actually) and is clearly an order. **This line is literally "to that woman, say 'I am no longer able to make it'" (Though the speaker may not actually mean to use those exact words)

Segasaki has dropped a speech level here not so much by using "rude" forms but by being extremely blunt and direct. What he's saying implies he's being possessive of Yoh, but the way he says it also stresses his power in their relationship. But again, note that Yoh's replies are all in plain form - he hasn't shifted up a level in response, as he usually does when addressed so directly. In fact, the way he words his protest carries some indignation - using "し(shi)" at the end like this indicates that this "promise" is but one of the reasons he has for going - which is why Segasaki cuts him off. Yoh might sulk and pout about being ordered, he's still comfortably seated in his usual informal speech level, which means at this point he's still feeling secure about where he stands and definitely isn't intimidated.

S: お前さ*、何で自分がこの家にいるかわかってんの？ S: You*… do you even know why you’re in this house? *Here Segasaki uses the sentence-end particle "さ(sa)" after the word "you", which in this case has the same feel as "now look here". He also ends off his question with "の(no)", which can have many meanings, but here functions again as an assertive particle, implying that this is a rhetorical question, because he thinks Yoh should know the answer. Unfortunately, Yoh has the wrong answer 😅 (which Segasaki will realize and attempt to address in Ep 5)

Y: この人のやばさ*を一瞬でも忘れていた俺がバカだった Y: I was an idiot - to forget, even for a second, how insane* this person is *やばさ (yabasa) - this word comes from "yabai" and is a slang word that has evolved much like the words "crazy/insane" and "shit" have evolved in English - it can be used both positively and negatively to describe someone who's extreme, for eg "that guy is yabai (so cool!!)" vs "that guy is yabai (stay away)". Here, Yoh's referring to Segasaki as yabai for even thinking up this so called "slave contract" - which is what he assumes Segasaki is referring to.

Y: ごめん、いろいろあって Y: あ、いや、まあ、なんていうか、家にいろって言われ Y: あ、いや、なんでもない。とにかく本当にごめん Y: 今度なんかでお返しするから Y: Sorry, a lot happened Y: Ah, no, well, how do I say this... I was told "stay at home" Y: Ah, no, it's nothing. Anyway, I'm really sorry Y: I'll make it up to you next time, okay?

S: よくできました S: Well done. This is the same phrase we talked about in Ep 3, the stamp of approval. Again, Segasaki is emphasizing his role in relation to Yoh here.

Y: あの満足そうな後ろ姿 Y: 本当腹立つわ Y: That silhouette of his, so full of satisfaction as he leaves, Y: Really makes me irritated!* *Yoh ends off with the particle "わ (wa)", which mostly just emphasizes his emotion, but is a softer assertive particle than the ones Segasaki uses.

S: 夕飯、作ってくれてもいいんだぞ Y: はい Y: 俺はいつでも稼働する家事ロボットじゃねぇんだよ S: Dinner - it's fine for you to make it for me, you know Y: Yes Y: I'm not some housework robot that you can just activate at any time you know! The original subs made it sound like Segasaki was asking Yoh if he could make dinner, but that's not the case - he's literally telling Yoh to make it, and on top of that, he says it like he's doing Yoh a favour (by allowing him to make dinner) 🤣🤣 This time though, whether it's just cause Yoh's been caught by surprise or not, he answers properly with "Yes (Hai)".

Y: いっそロボットになってこの感情を無にしたい Y: (If it was going to be like this), I rather just become a robot, and turn these feelings into nothingness.

The focus of this line is mostly on Yoh preferring to become a robot in order to mute his feelings, but the sentence structure suggests that there is something to be inferred preceding this sentence, hence the bracketed bit. (It becomes clearer later on, especially in light of his monologue)

"Dayo-chan" is a pretty familiar nickname, something you'd expect a child to be called rather than an adult, unless it is a nickname between childhood friends. It implies a closeness/intimacy between the speaker/listener, hence the the look of horror on Yoh’s face (because he knows that is going to kick Segasaki into high gear) and the surprised disbelief (that someone would dare make a grab for Yoh) on Segasaki’s face. Kills me everytime 🤣

S: もしかして例の女か S: 家まで押し掛けるとはいい度胸してんな S: Don't tell me it's that woman from earlier? S: She's got some nerve, turning up at the house like this

Y: それはだめ　それだけは絶対だめ Y: No, not that, anything but that!

S: うれしいな　葉がいつもあなたの話をするので S: 一度お会いしてみたいと思っていたんです S: はじめまして、瀬ケ崎瑞貴といいます S: 葉がいつも　お世話になってます S: What a delight, Yoh speaks of you often so S: I've always thought it would be nice to be able to meet you. S: I'm Segasaki Mizuki, pleased to make your acquaintance. S: Thank you for always taking care of Yoh.

This is like, textbook formalities🤣 Practically every statement is a "standard" greeting and is very polite (hence the weirdly stiff english translation) except Segasaki says it in a way that makes it clear he speaks for Yoh, that Yoh is part of his in-group. (Legit, might as well plant a flag in the soil that says "Yoh is mine".) He sounds exactly like how parents sound when they meet their child's teachers, or how a spouse/older family member might sound when meeting their loved ones' co-workers. This is how it comes across: What a delight, Yoh speaks of you often so I've always thought it would be nice to be able to meet you - Sounds distinctly familial. Implies Segasaki is close enough to Yoh that Yoh shares his thoughts with him often. Also shows that Yoh tells Segasaki about Man-san, rather than the other way round. I'm Segasaki Mizuki, pleased to make your acquaintance. - standard, formal greeting Thank you for always taking care of Yoh. - standard greeting, literally "Yoh is always in your care" - You usually say this (for yourself) when you thank your teacher/senior/boss/important client. So, when you say this for someone else, you are claiming this person as your family, or someone in your in-group (a close friend, or at work, a junior).

S: すみません　今朝　葉が体調をくずしてしまって S: 家でゆっくり休んだ方がいいんじゃないかって S: 僕が言い聞かせたん*です S: ご迷惑をおかけしてしまってしまってすみませんでした S: I apologize, this morning, Yoh wasn't feeling well so S: I convinced* him (not to go) saying, S: "wouldn't it be better to stay at home and rest properly?" S: I sincerely apologize for the trouble this has caused you. * 言い聞かせる (translated as convinced here) this word is usually used when someone of higher standing tells/explains something to a person of a lower standing, and carries the nuance that they've managed to get the latter to accept/agree with what they say. It can also be translated as "told/persuaded/instructed/warned/admonished", and used in sentences like "I warned the kids not to run" or "The teacher told the students lying was wrong" - so that might give you a better idea of what Segasaki is implying here. I've used "convinced" here rather than "instruct" because Segasaki is, in general, speaking very tactfully to Man-san - but his meaning is still clear to anyone paying attention - Segasaki has a big enough role in Yoh's life that he not only can apologize on behalf of Yoh for not being able to fulfill the promise to Man-san, he also has a big enough say that Yoh will listen to his decisions.

M: いや、あんたがダヨの体調不良を詫びるんか M: むっちゃ身内面*するやん M: Wait, you are apologizing for Yoh being unwell (and unable to come help)? M: Isn't that a super intimate* (gesture)? *身内面する is literally "to show one's inner-circle face/side", ie the side of you that you show to your inner-circle/in-group ie your family. Hence this line reads more like "Wait, you're apologizing for Yoh?? Who are you, his family??"

Because of the emphasis on group identity in Japan, it's very common to apologize/take responsibility for the actions of another group-member, even if you had nothing to do with it. So here, Man-san has picked up on what Segasaki has been implying since the beginning - that Yoh is part of his in-group, and a very close one at that.

S: お茶目な方なんですね S: You've got such a sweet and funny personality, don't you? The word Segasaki uses here describes a person who tends to be naturally sweet and lovable, maybe a little silly but without any ulterior motive. It's a compliment in most situations - which is why Man-san gets all embarrassed - but can sometimes come across as slightly patronizing, like how calling someone "naive" can. Note that Segasaki is still being very polite here and effectively holding Man-san at arm's length, despite the seemingly friendly/open dialogue.

S: だから　そう言っていただけると　うれしいです S: So, to hear such nice words from you, makes me really glad.

S: ところで　可奈美さんはどこで　葉と　お知り合いに？ S: By the way, how did Kanami-san come to be friends with Yoh?

The whole dialogue where Segasaki responds to Man-san's fangirling basically sounds like how an idol would speak to their fans - it's very polite and uses deferential/humble verb forms to further indicate gratitude for the support, because Segasaki is answering Man-san in the context of his work. When he asks about Yoh, he switches back down to a normal speech level, but also uses her first name - Kanami-san, which whilst very charming, is totally NOT normal (with the sparkle effect and the wine, I can't help but get host club vibes from this lmao) because you only do that with people you are close to. Man-san is obviously flustered by this, and Yoh is understandably unhappy about the sudden familiarity Segasaki displays with Man-san (I personally think he's still trying to be disarmingly charming whilst he evaluates just how big a threat Man-san is🤣🤣)

S: ずいぶん飲んでると思ったら S: I thought he'd been drinking quite a bit

Again, this implies that Segasaki knows Yoh well enough to know his alcohol tolerance.

S: 寝るなら部屋いきな* S: If you're going to sleep, then go to the room alright? *いきな (ikina) - the "na" here is different from the sentence-final particle "na" we saw in Ep 3. This is short for "nasai", as in, "ikinasai", which is a polite but sharp way to say "please go (somewhere)". This sort of wording is most commonly used by parents towards young children when giving instructions like "please sit properly" or "please eat your food quietly". It's used between teachers/students, seniors/juniors etc, and sometimes amongst friends too. You absolutely should not use it with someone above you in the social hierarchy. The short version used here though, softens the tone a lot, and adds a very tender, homely feel to the sentence. Segasaki is literally coaxing Yoh to bed as a parent would a very young, sleepy but reluctant child.

M: 本当に恋人なんだなって感じです M: ようやく現実味が M: "(You two) are really a couple!" - that's the kind of feeling I get M: It's like it finally feels real

The way Segasaki literally puffs up with pride and hugs Yoh closer... (ಥ◡ಥ)

M: ダヨちゃんって彼氏の前だと　こんな甘えた*になるんですね M: なんかちょっと意外かも S: いやお酒様様ですね S: ふだんはそっけないですよ M: So Dayo-chan actually becomes so cute and affectionate* in front of his boyfriend M: I kind of didn't expect that, I think S: No, it's really all thanks to the sake S: Normally he's pretty indifferent *甘えた (amaeta) is the kansai dialect version of 甘える (amaeru), referring to the concept of amae.

Amae is a rather complex thing to explain in English and really deserves its own post. For simplicity's sake, what Man-san means here is that she's surprised that Yoh is actually able to express his desire to be treated affectionately and indulged in - something that requires a lot of trust in Segasaki and a willingness to be vulnerable in front of him.

M: おぉ、確かに。ダヨちゃん素直*じゃないからな M: あまのじゃく**っていうか　まあそういうとこあると　困っちゃいますよね M: Ohh, that's true. Cause Dayo-chan isn't able to be honest* with his feelings M: "Contrary"** is not really (the word to use) but... he does have a bit of that in him so.... (dealing with that) can be a bit of a handful don't you think? The way Man-san phrases her last line implies that she also has to deal with this side of Yoh, and by ending off with the particle "~ne", she is seeking Segasaki's agreement that they are both sort of in the same boat when it comes to that (she doesn't do this consciously though, which is why she freaks and apologizes later) *素直 (sunao - translated as honest here) is another term you'll often see when talking about feelings/relationships, and is also somewhat of a complex topic with many different possible translations, depending on context. It is closely related to amae, because in order to express your desire to be indulged or to receive affection, you first need to be able to admit to yourself that you want that.

**あまのじゃく (amanojaku - translated as contrary here) - this is a small demon from Japanese folklore, who was of an extremely contrary nature and would often mimic both humans and gods. It had the ability to see into one's heart and would then do the exact opposite of what one desired. Thus, this term is now used to describe people who intentionally go against the wishes of others, who are stubborn/unable to admit when they are wrong, or who twist themselves into a pickle/cannot be truthful about how they feel. It's not used in a complimentary way, which is why Man-san says Yoh's not quite like that, but there are some parts of him that do sort of fit the description.

S: やだな*　葉の素直になれないその不器用さが　余計にかわいいんじゃないですか S: ね？ S: That's not nice*... Yoh's inability to be truthful about his feelings - it's precisely that awkwardness that makes him even more adorable, isn't it? S: Wouldn't you say so? *Segasaki's first line "やだな (yada na - literally "this is unpleasant/I don't like that")" is not directed at Man-san, it's a form of soliloquy (which is common in Japanese), aka he's talking to himself here. We know this because it's informal and ends with the emphatic particle "~na". He then switches back to polite speech for the rest of his sentence, which is directed at Man-san. So, "that's not nice" is actually him remarking on the unpleasantness he feels after hearing Man-san describe Yoh as contrary, just as you might walk past a pile of rubbish on the street and remark, "well that's unsightly". Of course, the fact that he's actually saying this at a volume that Man-san can definitely hear and the way he sort of drawls it out, makes it clear that he definitely meant for her to know his disapproval behind the politeness of his following sentence (See what I mean by "thinly veiled politeness"?). On top of this, ending it off with a "ne?" (the same ending particle she used to seek his agreement) as he looks up right at her makes it clear - this whole sentence is a (mild) rebuke.

M: 分かったような口を利いてすんませんっした S: どうされました？ M: では私そろそろおいとまします M: I'm incredibly sorry! I spoke as if I knew everything (when in fact I knew nothing) S: What's the matter? M: Then, it is about time for me to take my leave. In response, Man-san ratches up the formal speech in both these sentences, though (as befitting her character) she pronounces it in a rather comical way (she sounds and acts like a samurai would in the movies 🤣). Also, don't mistake Segasaki's "what's the matter" as true confusion - his indirect rebuke was met with a direct (albeit over the top) apology - so here he is helping Man-san to save face, or recover the face she lost (by sounding presumptuous and by apologizing), by not calling attention to the actual apology. It is enough that she has recognized his superiority over her when it comes to understanding Yoh. This is also why later, when Man-san voluntarily offers up the information that she has a husband (and thus is not a threat to Segasaki's claim over Yoh), that Segasaki gives sort of an embarrassed but happy smile as he says "I'm sorry". That's not just "I'm sorry I can't send you to the station" (which is basic manners) but also has a little "I'm sorry for the unnecessary posturing over Yoh".

S: なんださっきから　やだ　ばっか言って S: お前はイヤイヤ期*か S: What's gotten into you? All you've been saying since just now is "no" S: Are you in your "no phase"*? *イヤイヤ期 - yes, the term he uses here specifically refers to the "no phase" of toddlers in their terrible twos. This isn't condescending though - Yoh's repeated "やだ (yada - "no" or "I don't want it")" is distinctly childlike, but this behaviour is precisely a form of amae that we talked about earlier. Yoh is asking to be indulged here, and Segasaki is responding both in word and in physical comfort.

Y: もうやだ S: だから何が Y: 俺　万さんのことすきなのに S: は？てめぇ* Y: あんたなんか嫌いだ Y: へらへらしてんじゃねぇよ Y: 何　ちゃっかり横に座ってんだよ Y: 名前で呼ぶ必要はねぇだろう Y: ふざけんな Y: 俺のこと好きなくせに Y: I don't want (this) anymore! S: So again I ask, (don't want) what? Y: I... even whilst... liking Man-san S: Ha? You little...* Y: I hate the likes of you Y: Don't freaking sit there laughing so carelessly Y: What were you doing taking the chance to sit next to her like that Y: There was no damn need to call her by her first name, right? Y: The hell are you doing! Y: When the person you like is me. When You talks about liking Man-san, he ends off with "なのに (nanoni)" which is used to show contrast the preceeding/following topic and to express frustration - except he hasn't mentioned the preceeding topic, so it isn't immediately clear what he means until he starts complaining about Segasaki's behaviour. That's why Segasaki is caught by surprise and follows up with an angry "haa?" and an emphatic *てめぇ(temee) - A very very rude way to say "you" which he first used in Ep 2 when Yoh said he was going to leave. It's not until later in Yoh's monologue, that we learn that he's upset that he feels jealousy/bad feelings towards Man-san because he's supposed to like Man-san (as a friend).

S: お前　お前それやだったんか S: お前の方が*　そう思ってたんかよ S: あ　もう最っ高 S: You... so that was what you didn't want? S: So, (all this time) it was actually you instead, who's been thinking like that? S: Oh, this is the. best.

S: よしよし S: 取られちゃって　やだったな S: There, there S: You didn't want me to be stolen away, did you?

Monologue time: Y: こんなふうに感じること自体が嫌だったんだ万さん相手に　友達なのに女々しすぎるって幼稚だろう　ダメだろうって　分かってるのに気付いたら頭ん中　ぐちゃぐちゃでどうしようもなくなってたあんたのせいだこんなふうに囁いたり微笑んだり優しく触れたりするからいつもあんな偉そうにああだ　こうだ命令してくるくせに突然まるで恋人*みたいに勘違いするだろこんなのもしかして好きってこんなみっともない気持ちのことなのか Y: The fact that I was feeling this way was specifically what I didn't like. (Feeling this way) towards Man-san, even though she's my friend... It was too petty (of me). Even though I knew, that it was childish, that I shouldn't (feel that way), Before I knew it, everything in my head was all messed up. And then I couldn't do anything about it. It's all your fault, Because you do things like this, Whispering softly to me, Smiling at me, And touching me so gently. Always so arrogantly ordering me around, Saying do this do that, and yet, You suddenly (start treating me) like a lover* Of course, I'd get the wrong idea with all of that! Could it be that, "Liking someone", Really is a feeling as unseemly and disgraceful as this? *恋人 (koibito - lover) - Lover in English can sometimes imply a more sexual than romantic relationship, but in Japanese "koibito" usually refers to "boyfriend/girlfriend" and may not imply a sexual component at all.

S: お前から抱きつくとかできんだな S: ずっと酔ってりゃいいのに S: So you actually can initiate hugs and stuff huh? S: If only you could stay drunk forever...

And we're done!! Ep 4 marks the turning point where Yoh begins the journey towards accepting and acknowledging his feelings - the concept of "sunao". It also clearly shows the preferred way these two reinforce their relationship - through "amae". Remember how in Ep 3, Yoh talked about how he felt that an "unspoken understanding" of each other's feelings was important in a relationship? Well, this is it - Yoh saying "no" and "don't want", or leaving the room to be by himself - these are all examples of amae. He doesn't want to ask for affection directly, because he can't. So he does it through amae instead, and as we can see, Segasaki really enjoys indulging in Yoh's unspoken requests for affection and gains fulfillment from that.

#my personal weatherman #taikan yohou #体感予報 #MPW subtitle corrections #mytranslations #segasaki x yoh #amae is a very important aspect of building connection in japanese relationships #as is the concept of sunao #these aren't concepts with easy direct translations to english #but they feature very heavily in this relationship #if you felt a little weirded out because their relationship sometimes can feel somewhat parental in nature #it's because the interdependence that results from amae is fundamentally different from the independence that is prized in the west

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i've been struggling to be my best friend's best friend because with time i'm becoming increasingly aggressively anticlerical and as she progresses as an organist she's becoming increasingly confined to the clerical spaces (even though she's agnostic) so she'll say something like 'hey sorry i'll reply later, i'm with the people from the congregation' and then i wish i didn't text in the first place because i lose any and all willingness to talk to her 😂‼️

my experiences with christians are just so fucking bad lol... recently i rejected a person who then told me i am nothing, worthless and no education will ever fix that and i will have to sell my body to survive because it's the only part of me that's worth anything at all, and he was a pious christian. i mean like citing bible verses in daily conversation type. who tried to convert me first. and the person who tried to convert me another time at a party only to then make out with me to 'test if she likes girls too' without ever questioning if i WANT TO make out with her was a christian and it was such a disgusting experience, i felt so used, like an exotic animal - godless and same-sex attracted, yk, so you can really treat her anyhow, she's not One Of Us, not a person, she has no inhibitions. i sometimes really feel like christians, even women, find out you're atheist and from that derive you don't really Need dignity, that you are a public service. it's literally all so fucking disgusting!!! and here my best friend of, like, 14 years is, playing services every sunday morning and hanging out with the people from the congregation, telling me about how she admires their sense of community. for what? they Commune over feeling they are promised a fate better than all these godless heathens below them. it really makes my blood boil. we fought recently after i told her i couldn't trust and be friends with a christian, or with any believer of an organised religion as a matter of fact, and she got so upset at me for "judging people on the basis of their religion". hello???? of course i judge whether i want someone in my life and whether i can trust them based on their beliefs and worldview and the authorities they willingly choose to follow?????? what is religion if not a worldview, a metaphysically justified one, which makes it that much worse, because that's impossible to argue against. it made me fucking sick, passing by a church yesterday and seeing those masses of people pour out, people who looked entirely average, normal, like the people i'm surrounded by on the daily, like some of my own friends at school, and imagining that those same normal, friendly people i see everyday, who smile at me when i smile at them, then turn around and go there. do this. and here i was trusting them. my mother then congratulated me, saying that i, too, have discovered the great polish two-facedness. they will truly treat you like a friend and then turn around and go to their preachers, to listen obediently how people like you will end up in hell. fucking astounding.

#mine

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happy74827 · 9 days

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Hi! 😊

Can I request a fluffy long oneshot with prompts: "Uh-m, S-scott? I'm not too s-sure about t-this one..", "Can I see?" and "Wow... you look... you look amazing." about Scott Pilgrim (Scott Pilgrim Take Off ) shy!female!reader are going to the swimsuit shopping at mall? How would Scott reacts to shy!female!reader trying on/modeling five swimsuits for him?

Hint: This swimsuit shopping idea was Ramona who gives a advice to her for catching Scott's attention. 😂

I really live for flustered Scott Pilgrim! 💕 Please??

Mayhem Market

[Scott Pilgrim x Shy!Female!Reader]

Synopsis: You thought trying on bathing suits would be terrifying. That changed, however, when you noticed his eyes.

WC: 1243

Category: Fluff

Sorry it took so long 😭🙏

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Bathing suit shopping is always something you dreaded doing. You didn't really like the attention that you got while out in public. The stares you would get as you walked through the store always made you feel nervous and self-conscious. And you weren’t very comfortable in a swimsuit at all, but since it was summer and you had promised Scott you would go to his band's beach party, you had to suck it up and try to find one you would feel comfortable wearing.

Ramona figured the occasion would be the perfect way to “bring you out of your shell" and practically forced you to make a bet. Pick five different swimsuits, model each one, and if you still hated shopping after, she would do your laundry for a month. If you enjoyed yourself, then she’d get free use of your awesome sound system. You accepted, though not without hesitation.

The catch, however, was that you had to try them on for Scott. And she didn’t tell you until the two of you were already in the store. Ramona made sure you didn’t bail (which she knew you would) by dragging you there herself. In her mind, Scott was going to be the judge.

And there you were, trying on your third swimsuit, which was a black and white striped tankini. You weren’t sure if you were actually going to get it, but the top fit well, and the bottom had a built-in skirt. You looked cute in it if nothing else.

A bit low-cut but still cute. To everyone else? Well, you could practically hear the future rumors. Possibly the few whistles you would receive.

Scott, on the other hand, would think you were adorable. He was kind of like that.

So, with that in mind, you took a deep breath and pushed open the curtain, walking out into the brightly lit fitting area. Upon seeing his eyes, your arms quickly rubbed at the exposed skin of your shoulders and upper chest, and you avoided his gaze, face burning.

"Uh… Scott? I’m… I’m not too sure about this one."

It was silent for a moment, and then he suddenly jumped to his feet, staring at you in disbelief.

"Wow. You look... you look amazing."

You finally looked at him, and for that one second in your life, everything just disappeared. Your mind wasn’t focused on someone else, or your fears, or any other thought in the world. It was focused on his eyes, the magical look he was giving you, the fact that the blush on his face matched yours and that his smile was so warm and genuine that it made you want to melt.

"I—really?” Your voice squeaked out. Pure excitement shot through you. You had never really been called beautiful or gorgeous by anyone. Not even Scott. Sure, he would occasionally tell you that you looked nice, but that was about it.

Scott was about as socially awkward as you were… probably why you two made such a good couple.

So hearing him say those words now was… unexpected, to say the least.

"Yeah! I mean it! You look so… wow," He spoke with a sigh, a daze falling over his eyes as he took in every detail.

You could feel your entire face heating up. Your heart started pounding. And for once, you were speechless.

“The other two were okay… but this one? You really rock this one, y'know." He was grinning from ear to ear as he approached you. You couldn’t stop staring into his eyes. He had an awed expression on his face, his eyes wide and his mouth slightly parted.

You had never seen him look at you like that before. It was such a nice feeling.

"Thank you," You managed to speak up, a smile on your face.

"You still got two more, right? If this one is any indication of how you'll look in the others, we're gonna have to keep the water cold at the beach because you are smoking hot… uh... in a good way... and—"

"Okay!" You spun on your heel, dragging the curtain closed. Enough was enough; you were so red it looked like your head was on fire. It took you a minute or so to cool off, but you finally calmed down enough to finish the final two.

The next one, you refused to show him. The bikini was way too revealing for you; it looked good, but… nope, nope. It would’ve drawn too much attention, almost to the point where Envy would be jealous.

Okay, maybe you’re over-exaggerating, but the thought of people staring at you like that made your stomach turn. That was definitely a no-go.

So you settled on showing him the final one. It was a one-piece suit with a halter top and a little bow at the hip. Much more conservative than the others.

"What about this one?"

Scott blinked as you came back out again and then transitioned to his thinking face. Oh God, please don’t let him say anything stupid, you prayed.

"I like the third one better.”

“Oh.”

“This is still good, but the third one was just perfect. Y'know? The stripes. The skirt. Just everything about it was …”

Revealing? Over-the-top? Attention-grabbing?

Scott shrugged, and his words faded. He smiled and gave you an awkward thumbs-up. He may be bad with words, but at least he was honest. Most guys would have said something flirty, but Scott would never do that. He didn't even know how.

That was fine. You liked the way he complimented you.

"Okay. Thanks, Scott." You said, turning to head back inside the dressing room.

"So, are you gonna get it?"

You paused. Were you?

Your options didn’t leave you with much. Buy it and lose… don’t and win? But then you’re stuck with the one at home. Which, in hindsight, didn't seem all that bad, except it was too comfortable and most likely would feel out of place at the beach party.

Or, you could buy it, suck it up, and go to the damn beach party.

"Scott… I- I don’t know. Maybe.."

"Come on. We'll have fun! I promise. Get it. You look great in it. Plus, anything you wear will be overshadowed by Envy’s bathing suit. You’ll fit in!

“Scott! That doesn’t make me… never mind." You shook your head, fearing for the result of an argument in the middle of a department store. You’d scold him in the car.

"Okay. I'll buy it. But if I get any weird looks or stares, I'm blaming you." You threatened though you couldn't hide the amusement in your voice. Scott tended to be the anchor in these situations. He always managed to cheer you up and keep you calm, even when you were ready to have a mental breakdown.

"Deal." Scott grinned, his hands shoved in his pockets as he watched you disappear behind the curtain. "I'll be waiting outside the door. I'm starving."

You could practically hear the smile in his voice. You had to resist the urge to laugh.

"Okay, thanks."

After a quick change back into your normal clothes, you grabbed the suit and headed out before immediately being met with Ramona

"Sooo?" She asked. You could practically hear the smile in her voice. She knew, and you despised her for it.

"I’m buying it." You sighed.

"I knew to stick around long enough, I'd hear those words. Pay up, Scott. She's a model now!"

"Oh, yeah." Scott pulled out his wallet, and you watched with wide eyes as Ramona took it.

She smiled, the usual one she wore whenever she had the upper hand.

"Hey! What happened to our deal!?" You questioned, crossing your arms.

"I never said I’d make only one bet with you. Decided to tag team."

"You two are jerks."

"We love you, too. Now hurry up and pay. Scott's hungry, and I want to hit the dyes before we go home."

You glared but headed towards the register regardless.

You had to admit, the whole situation had been fun. Not the whole part where Ramona got to use your stereo, but the fact that you could still see the look on Scott's face as he praised you.

He really thought you were pretty. Beautiful, as he put it. Maybe you could look past the other glaring eyes for the sake of seeing that expression on his face once more.

Besides, if Envy could handle a million stares, you can handle a few.

At least, you hoped.

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sweetestpopcorn · 7 months

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Your fic is THE BEST fic I have ever read! And your writting style is amazing, thank you for sharing your art with the fandom. ❤️

Btw I love Baela and Rhaena, do you some headcanons about the twins?

Hi there <333

Aww thank you so much! ❤️ I don't know if I would call it art though XD I definitely do not see myself as an artist of any kind, I'm just someone having fun. But people like you definitely make me not regret sharing my fics with the world 😂

Hum... I can't say I have too many headcanons about the twins. For once, I think both are very well developed in the books, and then I think I'm just so interested about Daemyra, Aegon III, and Viserys II and others that to me they kind of fall in the sideline sorry.

But ok let me search the back of my head XD

Btw, needless to say but I'm only referring to the asoiaf version of the twins. All my asks relate to either the asoiaf characters or to how I write the characters, though unless stated, it's about the asoiaf canon version.

Beginning with the oldest of the two, Baela Targaryen.

Baela Targaryen:

-After Rhaenyra was killed and her brother Aegon III was imprisoned with her, Baela did her best to protect him, promising him that he would be king. She would tell him that he had to be strong, and that their father had always wanted him to become the king;

-She mourned Jacaerys in private but never forgot him. Whenever she and Alyn had more heated fights she would drop Jacaerys's name and tell Alyn he wasn't half the man the prince she was meant to have married was;

-She mocked Alicent with her cousins and sister and thought she was ridiculous. Once Joffrey teased her by saying she had something in common with Alicent since she had a green dragon. Needless to say he only did it once;

-Usually she and Jace were the ones who had to take care of Aegon III and Viserys II. While she always complained, she liked children more than she would admit;

-Like Daemon she was easily bored, and though she was very smart, she only really tried or devoted herself to something if she liked it;

-When Rhaenyra was first introduced to her, her mother Laena mentioned that she had been the youngest dragonrider there was memory of, having taken her dragon to the sky at 7. That made Baela both like her and respect her;

-She would run away and be with the boys whenever Rhaenyra and Rhaena were making new dresses and being visited by merchants as she wanted nothing to do with those things;

-Some of the earliest memories she had of her mother were actually of Rhaenyra since Baela was only three when she died. Rhaenyra knew but never told her because she wanted Baela to have memories of Laena;

-The only piece of jewellery she would let Rhaenyra put on her was the Jade Tiara;

Ok, this is more than I thought I had XD on to Rhaena;

Rhaena Targaryen:

-She was much more shrewd than she let on but she acted charming and innocent to get her way;

-She loved to try on Rhaenyra's jewels and would often parade herself around Dragonstone with them. Daemon would tease her saying she was more jewels than girl;

-Once Luke teased her by saying that Aegon was prettier than her and Baela. Needless to say he never did so again;

-Luke once said that when she and Baela were angry they were as scary as his uncle Daemon. Joffrey disagreed, he said they were scarier;

-She was enchanted when Aegon and Viserys was born, and with the latter, she made Luke pretend that he was their son. When she got bored with the babies though, which happened pretty fast, she would give them over to Baela and she would leave;

-When Rhaenyra first married Daemon, Rhaena offered her to call her mother but Rhaenyra rejected saying that her mother was Laena and it should remain so. At the time Rhaena didn't understood why and felt a little rejected, but after she herself became a mother she understood;

-She loved Queen Rhaenys;

-Her favourite colour was pink which was why she choose a pink egg that would later hatch and become Morning;

And that's it XD

Hope it's something, if not, I tried.

All the best to you 😊

#baela targaryen #canon baela targaryen #rhaena targaryen #canon rhaena targaryen #baela of pentos #rhaena of pentos #the daughters of the rogue prince #the princess and the queen #fire and blood #pre asoiaf #house targaryen #this concerns the asoiaf version of the twins only #no redacted here #this is a redacted free post and my blog a redacted free blog #because I don't like trash #just a friendly reminder #headcanons #popcorn answers

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Hello I haven’t done one of these before but may I request for the 1k event with twisted wonderland please?

When I first started the game I had taken Riddle's hand as my OG because he just had this commanding presence that drew me. For a while he was on my homescreen because I liked how while strict he has his soft moments and due to his background he lived a rather sheltered life which pulled at my heartstrings. Then I did some vignettes and Idia remained on my homescreen after for a while. I still adore Riddle, though Idia’s manner of speech and the fact he was a gamer/dork appealed to me as I consider myself both a gamer and dork as well. Now most recently, though again still love the former two, I have found myself intrigued by Rook and his uniqueness as well as his flowery wording. Honestly I believe part of it is because I have taken French so reading his lines is like testing what I had learned. He’s not everyones cup of tea but he is mine. I still do cherish Riddle and sometimes put him on my homescreen for a little if I get a new card for a day or two.

About me: I’m she/her but I don’t mind if you want to make mc, gn. I’m short like the height of Epel, plus size, and have short curly black hair. Personality wise I can be shy on occasion but if I can find a segue into talking to someone such as an anime pin I can muster up the courage to talk to them. Friendly but have very few actual close friends. I’m a bit of a goofball to those I’m really close with. I don’t like taking risks unless I’m 90% certain it’s in my favor. I dislike when promises are repeatedly broken. I prefer to get college assignments out of the way as soon as possible and make good grades though not complete 100’s. I used to do theatre. I enjoy Games, both video and board, and as I had mentioned earlier I took French but I’m only somewhat decent at it.

The Tale: This is difficult to choose but I will go Harem. I love them all so I would prefer a romance story. I would like romance with a good amount of angst if you could? It’s bad but I eat it up every time.

(So full disclosure, I use Google translate, so if your translation skills are saying something is funky, it's not your fault, it's mine 😂 I hope you enjoy this, I don't like traumatizing Riddle....but it's just so easy)

A Tale Where Riddle's Lover and her Lovers help Him Break Free

You knew that Riddle's mother would be a problem when you started your relationship. Then when Idia and Rook joined the group, you were absolutely certain she would be a problem.

So for a couple months, it was an unspoken rule that the relationship was secret, or at least not outside of your friend group just in case.

But today, you, Idia, and Rook had decided to meet Riddle in his room after you'd all finished your classes and homework for the day (a Riddle imposed rule). His face looked paler than normal, as he held his cellphone to his ear in silence.

He swallowed heavily, and said, "Yes, mother,"

Before hanging up. He jumped a little when he saw the three of you standing together.

"Oh, hello, I didn't see you there." He stood up and gave you a kiss on the cheek. "How are you, my rose?"

"Good," you said quickly. "Riddle, what was she saying to you?"

"Nothing, everything's okay. What can I help you all with?"

The rest of the time with Riddle was awkward that day. You and Rook tried to dig a little, until Idia sent the three of you a discreet text.

Don't push. Give him time to process what the witch was saying to him. We can chat later.

So the three of you said your goodbyes, you giving Riddle what you hoped was a comforting hug, before leaving him be for the day.

….

Idia had been right, Riddle needed time. He had called you all into the kitchen where Trey had baked a strawberry tart that looked more mouthwatering than usual. Trey gave you all a sympathetic smile then left the room as Riddle started cutting slices of the tart for you all.

When you all had your slices, Riddle heaved a heavy sigh.

"So, you know how things are with my mother, right? Well, she wants me to come home and meet the woman she has decided I should marry."

The fork you had been using slipped from your fingers. You opened your mouth to speak, but were interrupted by Rook swearing in french, and Idia's hair growing to a roaring flame.

"Rois de Roses! You cannot do this!"

"Bro! Not Pog!"

"Guys!" You shouted, the room going silent. "Riddle's the victim here, remember?"

You gently grabbed his hand as his eyes started watering.

"What do you want to do, love?"

Riddle stared down at his untouched tart, eyes beginning to overflow.

"I know our relationship is…unconventional, but I love you, my rose. And, in some Stockholm syndrome way I think I'm starting to fall for those two as well."

Idia's hair turned pink, and Rook gasped, about to spill out some kind of love confession, when you covered his mouth with your free hand.

Riddle gave a tired laugh and an eye roll before continuing, "Anyway, my point is, I want to stay with you, but I don't see how. If I tell her the truth, she might finally cut ties with me. Which means I won't be able to pay to stay here, and I'll have to leave you all anyway. And if I don't tell her, I'll have to marry a stranger. Maybe it won't be this girl, but it'll be some other rich girl."

"Dude, not to brag but I'm loaded. Like independently loaded. Like I'm a genius so I have a shit ton of money coming in all the time from my five star inventions," Idia said with a smug smirk.

"Idia, darling, get to the point," you said patiently.

"Oh, yeah. Point is, I can pay for you. As long as you keep my girl happy, I can pay for you to get your degree. Housing wise, I'm pretty sure the school is supposed to pay for housewarden's dorms, we can just ask Azul to find it in the contract to show Crowley."

"Rois de Roses, I first want to tell you how honored I am that I am close to winning ton amour. Secondly, I also have a flourishing business…"

"As an assassin…" you heard Idia mutter under his breath.

"And should Rois de ta chamber have his genius fail him, I would be more than happy to help you remain here," Rook finished, patting the Idia's head happily.

Riddle looked at the three of you softly smiling at him, and started to sniffle.

"I….I don't know what to say."

You wrapped your arms around him and set your head on his shoulder.

"Riddle, I love you so much. Whatever you decide to do in the end, we understand. But just know we can help take care of you."

"Sevens, I love you," he said, burying himself in your hair. You felt him heave a heavy sigh, before he said, "And I guess I love you two as well, again, in some Stockholm syndrome way."

Immediately, Rook was wrapping his arms around both of you, followed by what felt like a reluctant Idia joining the group.

"Okay," Riddle said, muffled by all the bodies around him, "I'm going to tell her. But can you all come with me?"

Three muffled ascensions arose from the hug.

….

It went as poorly as one would expect. The screaming was pretty horrible from "the witch", but pretty soon Rook, was shouting back, and pretty soon even you and Idia, the chronic introverts of the crew, were yelling.

Eventually, Riddle himself stood up, said how he was cutting her off, then told you all it was time to go.

Naturally, once the adrenaline of the moment was gone, Riddle was not super okay. It took a couple weeks of loving care from your harem, which was starting to become more of a poly relationship, before Riddle was able to function again.

But overtime, he healed. And you all got to watch him grow into a more confident, less tense individual.

But it still shocked you all when, after he got his master degree many years later, he got down on one knee and pulled out a box with three rings in it.

"Rois de Roses, mon cœur ne peut contenir la joie qu'il nourrit!" Rook said, sobbing.

"Rook, I had a whole speech planned," Riddle laughed, shaking his head.

"Riddle! Oh my god, yes!" You cried, getting on your own knees and pressing kisses all over his face, feeling joy at seeing his face turn a bright red.

"Guys…" Riddle sighed, his smile growing wider.

"It's your own fault for thinking we'd follow your game plan," Idia said, taking a moment to kiss each of your cheeks.

"You're right. I should have known," Riddle said, starting to reciprocate the kisses you were giving him.

"So I take it we're all in agreement then," you laughed out.

Your three boys wrapped their arms tightly around you and gave a resounding,

"Yes."

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Easier Said than Done

aka the Tragen Looks Damn Good in the Expatriate Armor fic. 😂😏👀

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A Jedi's strength was in her focus.

There were other things as well, of course. Compassion. Justice. Defending the Republic, fighting Sith, keeping peace. But unwavering focus regardless of distractions was the bedrock on which those were built, and the hallmark of a good Jedi.

Jaesa was, by that metric, not being a good Jedi.

It was Tragen's fault.

Certainly, previous visits to this planet meant they were familiar with the climate. Certainly, that climate was hot enough to warrant--necessitate, even--wardrobe adjustments. Jaesa had opted for a lightweight tunic, single layer, breathable fabric, so she understood wearing something different to counter the heat.

But at least hers had sleeves.

Then again, she mused, sneaking a sidelong glance at Tragen as they walked, she'd seen him in a tank top before. Training, relaxing, sleeping, before and after they were together. Sure, he had nice arms(really nice arms), but they'd never done this to her before. She bit her lip. Which meant it was either the gauntlets--fingerless, with flexible light metal plating that stopped just shy of his elbows, and a lining sleeve underneath that came slightly higher--or the cut of the tank top itself.

That was probably it. The combination of higher collar and covering right to the edge of his shoulders in front, with the deep, wide cuts in back that covered little more than his spine and just above his belt. Though the way the gauntlets drew attention to his biceps didn't help.

She should really be thinking about why they were here. The negotiations. Sussing out if anyone had dishonorable intentions. Making sure nothing happened to disrupt the peace talks--

(Three white lines curved back along his ribcage, scarred deep by rakghoul claws over decade ago. She wanted to trace them with her fingertips like she did when they--)

"-Jaesa."

She flinched at the interruption, head snapping up. "Hm?"

Tragen was looking over his shoulder at her as he walked. "Is everything alright? You were starting to lag..."

She was. Jaesa cleared her throat and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Just, um, lost in thought. Today's going to be tricky."

"A bit." He nodded in agreement. "The number of attendees will make it no easy task. But so long as we're both on guard, I believe it shall be fine."

Don't get distracted, in other words. Easier said than done when the way he'd turned accentuated the muscles in his back and made his shirt shift so she could see the circular burn just to the left of his spine.

"I'll stay alert while we're there," she promised, though she had no idea how she'd keep that if he was anywhere in her line of sight.

"As will I," he said with a smile as he turned his gaze forward once more.

Oh, stars, she hoped he hadn't picked up what she was thinking. Not that she minded if he knew she found him attractive, but right now it was distracting to the point of embarrassment. They were working. This was a mission, she was on-duty. There was a reason she was here, and ogling him was not it. Those thoughts could wait for later. When lives weren't depending on her ability to focus.

(And on the surroundings, not the way Tragen's gauntlets drew attention to his biceps and the natural follow-through to his shoulders and how all of it together made her want to grab fistfuls of the shirtfront and kiss him until neither of them could breathe anymore.

Among other things.)

This time she was just aware enough to stop herself from walking into Tragen's back when he slowed his pace.

"We're here," he said, gesturing to the low gazebo a stone's throw ahead. "After you."

"Oh, thank you." Jaesa had never been so grateful for the flashes of decorum that held over from his upbringing. Still, even with him behind her, guiding hand light on her waist, it was easier said than done to wrench her thoughts in a more appropriate and professional direction.

She managed, thank the stars, meeting the host with a smile--even as he greeted them with small talk about the wisdom of 'dressing for the weather'. It took enough effort to keep her focus in the right place she barely registered the absent-minded caress of Tragen's thumb at the curve of her hip--and almost missed the early shimmer of something across their Bond before he cut it off and suggested they get to work.

---

The meeting went without a hitch. No threats, no shenanigans, and after a brief moment to pause and fall back on her training to center herself, Jaesa did manage to keep her thoughts from veering off the task at hand. She and Tragen accepted the host's effusive thanks the Alliance had been willing to step in, that the Commander himself had come, and then headed back for their shuttle.

"Nice to have an easy one for once," Jaesa commented as they walked.

"Indeed," Tragen nodded, a smile pulling the corner of his mouth. His hand settled at her waist again. "It was a relief to have it not warrant the vigilance we thought would be required."

Her neck warmed and she ducked her head. But she did give into the temptation to slide her arm around his waist as well, fingers more-or-less on purpose brushing bare skin as she did, and bit back a smile at the shiver that rolled through him. "I am sorry I was distracted on the way."

"That was unlike you," he said, fingers tracing small, light circles at her hip. "What-"

How did he not know?! "You," she blurted before she could overthink or--more likely--spontaneously combust. "You were distracting me."

It was gratifying to see the flush creeping up around his neck and ears to match hers. "Ah." He was silent a moment, the shuttle coming into view before he spoke again. "I am flattered, but, if I may... that's never been a... struggle for you bef--"

"You've never worn a shirt like this before!" She swooped her fingers across one of the exposed sections of his back to emphasize her outburst. "I'm used to seeing your arms, that's not the problem. But it... flaunts part of what I'm used to only seeing when we're alone, and I-I..." the words trailed off in a flustered exhale, and she raked her hands through her hair, staring semi-straight ahead rather than look at him. If her face got any hotter she really was going to combust.

"Jaesa." Tragen stopped her with a chuckle at the base of the shuttle ramp. "As I said, I'm flattered. And if it helps..." he turned her to face him, one hand resting on each of her hips, and whispered in her ear, "...I had a similar problem."

She started, embarrassment forgotten as she met his eyes. "What?!"

"This is a very good color for you," he said softly, rubbing a fold of her deep teal tunic between his fingers. "And it drapes well." His hands slid to the small of her back and then returned to her hips. "And it is so. very. soft."

It was very comfortable, she had to admit. And she was keenly aware of it as he spoke.

He chuckled again, sheepishly. "It's made it rather easier said than done keeping my hands--and thoughts--off you." He kissed her forehead. "Though I don't think I had as much of a struggle as you."

She briefly considered smacking him(not hard) for the teasing note in his voice, but she did have it coming. So Jaesa rested her hands on his arms, just high enough for her fingers to brush skin. "Mind you, I do like this shirt," she said playfully, "just maybe a little too much."

"I'll endeavor to remember that," Tragen said. He smiled and leaned in to whisper, "I'll promise to wear it again if you promise it'll survive the trip home."

She snorted--"Easier said than done"-- and felt the laugh rumble in his chest as she grabbed two fistfuls of said shirt to drag him in for a kiss as they stumbled up the boarding ramp. As she'd envisioned earlier, she didn't let him go until both of them were breathless.

And then went in for more.

After all, a Jedi's strength was in her focus.

#queens fic #tragen xo'ric #jaesa willsaam #tragen/jaesa #otp: my north star #swtor #swtor fic #oh this was FUN #i've just been v wrapped up in writing the fluffy one and keep forgetting to edit #finally took care of that so HERE YA GO

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I totally, totally agree with your view of their relationship. The Barnes episode is one I can’t watch and I just pretend it doesn’t exist. The whole situation with Chris and Ashley was just…unnecessary and written horribly. I feel like Tim treated Lucy better when he was her TO and respected her and didn’t treat her like a child which is mainly what he does now. He became more patronizing AFTER she was no longer his rookie. Additionally, he didn’t say anything after Lucy told him he would do great in Metro - just gave her a half smile and left. He acted like a teenager during the Valentine’s episode when he gave her the silent treatment when he found out she did the five-player trade. And it ended with LUCY apologizing and Tim never once apologizing for his immature behavior. He also treated her horribly in the episode when Isabel came back. He invited her to LUCY’S apartment without asking Lucy, gave her a half-hearted apology only when Isabel was AT THE DOOR and then proceeded to joke around with his ex-wife ABOUT Lucy and IN FRONT of Lucy and then regressed to his TO voice with his “Chen!” later at the station, right after making fun of Lucy trying to help him relax. Like, hello, that’s your girlfriend! Why are you snapping at her when she didn’t do anything??? Chris was absolutely a shitty partner but Tim is a becoming a very, very close second. He treated her better when she was his rookie and especially before they dated. And im so bummed about it because I had such high hopes but the way they write Tim’s character is just ruining it for me.

Hi anon!

First off, I'm glad you got to get all of that off of your chest 😂. I know how isolating and frustrating it can be to have all of the feelings about choices the show is making, but feel like you can't share those frustrations without pissing people off or experiencing backlash. So while I can't control anything other than my own response, I'll just say, you're always welcome to vent to me!

I'll be honest and say I didn't notice / react to all of the things you mentioned in the same way, but I can see your points and understand why those moments may have rubbed you the wrong way. Especially since, like I mentioned in my last post, the issue isn't any 1 isolated incident. The issue is a repeated pattern in the storytelling and messaging.

Something I want to be clear about before I go any further though:

This is not about my head canons or what I'd like to believe the writers were trying to convey.

Of course I think the idea of Lucy liking Tim more than Tim likes Lucy is ridiculous. That's why I can't figure out what on earth the writers were doing.

Of course I don't hate Tim (I literally could never!!) --- I love both of these characters deeply, and close to nothing excites me more than the idea of the two of them falling in love.

This is specifically about choices the writers made and what we actually saw unfold on our screens.

And if my takes seem to be more pro-Lucy, that's specifically because, IMO, the way the story unfolded was much more favorable to Tim that it was too Lucy.

Which isn't even surprising. Women often get the short end of the stick. Women of color almost always do. And that is literally the entire point of why this conversation is important. It's why shrugging off repeated instances of Lucy's character being eroded in service of the ship or maybe just as a result of the thoughtlessness of the writers really bothers me. It's why I'm not the only one who feels this way.

So, anon, for now, I'm just going to dig into the first item you mentioned as one of the first examples of this pattern -- the Katie Barnes of it all (sorry Katie - you were lovely - I promise it's nothing personal 😂). Setting aside the confession prank in 3x09 (which is it's own essay), this was the first time I started to really question the direction the show was going with making the ship canon. At the time, I hoped it was a blip, because we all remember that look in 3x14, and... yeah.

I believe this was the first appearance of jealous Lucy. And don't get me wrong, I have no problem with using jealousy to tell a story -- as long as it serves a purpose and as long as it's not completely 1-sided.

But instead of moving Chenford forward, this actually moved them several steps backward for me.

Like you mention anon, in seasons 1 and 2, despite Lucy being his rookie, I felt that they were very much portrayed as equals. They helped each other in different ways. I’d argue Lucy often showed she was more emotionally intelligent than Tim and used that to help him navigate through the end of his marriage, and Tim obviously poured everything he had into getting her as ready as she possibly could be to move on to the next step in her career.

But this scene in 3x11 managed to re-assert the Rookie - T.O. dynamic in a way that slapped me harder than any moment when he was actually her T.O. -- asserting Tim's view of Lucy as someone he needed to teach not how to be a capable police officer, but someone he needed to teach about the world.

He said this to Lucy. Lucy! LUCY!

If you don't understand why this is categorically absurd, please go re-watch season 1 right now.

The fact that it was couched in compliments and we got to see Lucy go squee over his praise doesn't make this any less patronizing.

Literally, I don't need to hear any man say this to any woman ever. I especially don't need to hear a white man saying it to a woman of color. And I sure as hell did not need to hear Tim say it to Lucy.

So where'd we end up?

Lucy took some major hits to her character, blurring the lines between personal and professional by accusing Tim of giving Katie special treatment because he found her attractive, and ultimately came off as jealous, immature, insecure, and unprofessional amongst probably some other less than flattering things. And note, I'm not saying I think she is these things. I'm saying she was portrayed to the general audience as being these things.

Tim, on the other hand, got a windfall -- not only did he get to be the wise, all knowing teacher (let's not forget his deep love of meditation), he got to have all his past sins erased under the guise of helping sweet Lucy understand the world is a scary place.

***

So obviously you mentioned a bunch of other examples, but this is already too long and probably not at all what you were looking for in a response, so I'm going to wrap up here. I got another ask about the Valentine's Day plot, so I'll tackle what I did and didn't like there eventually (yes, I am capable of liking things. it's rare, but possible).

Thanks for the ask! 🥰🥰🥰

#chenford #chenford critical #the rookie #my asks #see lana ramble

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ameliagiovanna0 · 2 months

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Thoughts on The Rookie 6x02

This might include some repeats of things I've already said/posted, but I wanted to include it here just to get all of my thoughts in one place lol

Daddy Cop 😂😂😂😂😂😂

For a hot second, I thought it was the wrong episode

The choir showed up and then the guitarist. PURE GOLD I LOVE IT SO MUUUCCCHHH

Nolan was so pissed 🤣

Henry called Bailey. Too cute

Nolan literally had a jump scare seeing Randy 😂 He's so unhinged and I love it every time

Luna is always wonderful. She's close to everyone under her husband's command too

Tim shutting his office door with Lucy standing outside was so despondent :(

Yes, the angst is there, but so is the humor, and that, overall, out-weighed the angst. The humor on this show is always top tier. I'm always here for it

The scene between Lucy, Tim, and Angela is one of my favorites, tbh. Angela is such a chaos gremlin and I love her for it. And more Chenford arguing. It's not light hearted like it usually is, but I like to see the different sides to their relationship.

Angela: Let what go? Tim and Lucy: Nothing.

... Tim: Fine. Whatever. Lucy: Great. Angela: Maybe I'll go too. Grab some popcorn on the way for the show Tim: You're not funny Angela: I'm hysterical. Ask Wesley THIS IS WHY I LOVE HER

Gotta admit, Nolan and Bailey both trying to keep each other from finding out things to keep the other calm is pretty cute.

This DJ is so unhinged lol. Bailey shooed Nolan out being like "please don't arrest this guy and make our wedding even more difficult than it already is." First the switchblade, then a robbery, and the molly was the last straw 😂 Bailey's face said it all

Lucy being like, "ok, go ahead" and Tim saying "ladies first" I just-- 😂😂 They're so perfect for each other

Reason #95238 that Lucy Chen is amazing: "I have to look amazing in a dress tomorrow. Nobody care what you look like. He's huge. I'm not fighting him." Tim fighting this giant ass dude simply because his girlfriend asked him to will never not be hilarious and pretty adorable to me. And the fact that the only reason she didn't want to fight him was because she wanted to look good in her dress will never not be badass to me

The Hammer just THREW Tim into those cabinets, across a table, into a TV, over the back of a couch, and against a bed not once but twice. Tim HELD HIS OWN. I know it shouldn't have been, but it was really hot. Poor baby crawled to the coffee table for the ring. THEN, proceeded to hand it to his girlfriend while on one knee and bleeding. LUCY AND I ARE BOTH ABSOLUTELY FINE I PROMISE. He didn't realize it at first, but he definitely did once Lucy stood there stuttering at him. He tried to hand it to her and she just sort of froze. Her brain short circuited and he panicked, and it was all perfect. She still managed to compliment him on the fight though 😂

Lucy: Good job Tim: Yeah, thanks Lucy: You ok? Tim: Yeah, I'm great. *falls over*

It's too funny 😂😂

Angela and Nyla are bestie goals 😁🥰

I love the cuts between the bachelor and bachelorette parties

Celina bringing up Lucy's future bachelorette party because she knows that she and Tim are a forever kind of thing 😩

Lucy scooted so far into Tim, oh my God. Bestie was practically in his lap

Lucy: I knew it! You just kill them?! Tim: Yes! Because they're bugs.

I can't, they exasperated way Tim said 'yes!" was just hilarious to me

The little breath that Tim lets out before he says yes to loving Lucy was like, "Do you really even have to ask? Yes, of course I love you. There's no other option."

Tim and Lucy spotting each other across the courtyard and then again across the dance floor. They're always going to find each other whether it's buried alive in the desert or at a friend's wedding, which seems to be their thing now 😩

Aw Luna finishing her degree. I seriously love her and I love her and Grey together. He's so supportive of her, it's just so clear that they're a strong, loving unit

"Sit down, German" had me wheezing. Grey's delivery is everything 😂😂😂

Bailey's entrance was pretty adorable, ngl

A lot of people were saying how Bailey's vows were really beautiful and how it was so great seeing her say those things and mean it after she had been in an abusive marriage, and I couldn't agree more. She was right, what she said was simple, but it covered everything it needed to. And I think it was really beautiful in its simplicity. Nolan's vows were really great too. He's not normally great with words, but it was really sweet, and it's really obvious how much does cherish Bailey.

Ah and Henry made it!! I miss seeing him. I do wish we got to see Abigail too though. I LOVED her. Plus, their relationship is adorable.

The dance floor scene with everybody was so cute, omg!! I loved it. Everybody looked so happy and like they were having so much fun. Jenna even said it felt like a real wedding

Aaron and Celina watching Lucy look at Tim across the dance floor was amazing. They're so invested in their relationship, and I think it's hilarious. Chenford had groupies on screen too 🤭😂

I felt so bad for Aaron. He's not handling everything very well, and I do think he was kinda hyper-focusing on Celina a little. It's natural after a shared trauma like that. But he tried to kiss her and she shut him down. It was sad. I was really trying not to like them as a couple, but I kinda do now. IDK

Chenford rampage incoming:

It seems like they arrived separately, but they still sat together at the ceremony and honestly looked like they were enjoying themselves. So to me, that's just an other testament of how solid they are even if though they're fighting

Tim couldn't take it anymore and went pulled Lucy onto the dance floor. He knows they have more talking to do, but he wanted to be close to her. And her pulled her out to If I Ain't Got You of all songs. ARE YOU JOKING????? *squeaks* The way he looked at her when he walked over to her and the way Luna looked at Lucy AHHHHHH. Nope, Imma need a minute

Lucy dragged her hand down Tim's chest and looked him up and down and Tim leaning into her, looking at her lips like LET ME BREATHE

Lucy running her hand through his hair

AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME THIS WAS JUST A COINCIDENCE

Lucy did not say, "We're gonna get through this. I love you." with this playing in the background just for the hell of it

Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If I ain't got you, baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you, yeah

IT WAS DELIBERATE BESTIES

More thoughts on their fight. Highly recommend checking out the points @sylvies-chen, @morganupstead, and @sisterofficerlucychen made. Of course, my thoughts are also in there

When Lucy said that she loved Tim, in true Chenford fashion, and despite the serious moment, Tim couldn't help but argue (affectionate) with her saying he wasn't sure until he hooked her up to a lie detector. Lucy smacking him. Ugh I just love their banter so much

Aaron came up behind them and Tim was so caught off guard. His facial expressions were very on point for annoyed!Tim. Plus, Aaron was right. Chenford is solid. I'm not worried about them. Is there going to be angst in the future? Yes. Is it going to break them? Not a chance. Their relationship is strong. It's built on friendship and mutual respect. Tim has always respected Lucy, even as a rookie. Yeah, she annoyed him, but she had the guts to stand up to him in ways that no other rookie did, or would have survived doing

EXSQUEEZE ME where you y'all coming from that you came up the stairs together??

end of chenford ramage

James offering to get everyone's go-bags and Wesley automatically jumping into help. They're helping their women and being good friends. I love it

"Sit you ass down and do some praying" This is why I love Tim 😂

Randy and Chastity being the responsible ones for once keeping Aaron occupied

Super random, but why does Nolan have police lights in his personal truck, but Tim doesn't? You'd think a Metro Liaison Sergeant having them would be more likely than a random training officer

Celina, my love, this is why you bring backup when you go to meet CIs

Tim in a dress shirt and tie with rolled up sleeves. Dear God 🥵🥵

I was not expecting Nolan to just throw the guy out the window. He's the most laid back out of all of him, and he didn't even hesitate, just pushed him out of at least a second story window. I-- 🤨😂

Poor Bailey flopped on the bed just still in her wedding dress 😂

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Evan and Courts didn't answer any message on their phones for a few days, they only took phone calls and when they did they kept them short. They took a few days off to fly to Sulani.

Evan: " My beautiful friends, sorry for the lack of messages but me and Polpettina flew to Sulani, we needed some time away and just for ourselves" The couple was lying in bed after a day out and rejoicing for the cooler temperature and lack of mosquitoes (always be blessed the mosquitoes repellent). "We just took a few pics this morning, before going to the beach so here is the first"

Courts: "It's my fault, I needed to be away from everyone for a bit and just be with Evan." Courts started reading Juju's message. "@Juju you beautiful human, don't you ever say you look trash! I will tell you everyday you are gorgeous, I will send you a message every morning if I have to! We totally understand what you mean about you and Izzy 😳"

Evan: " I always make Courts legs weak before she can do anything 🤭 Oh I don't need any pic to held me accountable to my promises😜 She will blush if you touch her ass especially if she isn't expecting it, she is the cutest when she blushes. OMG your mom looks stunning! You also look very alike O_O"

Courtney: "There is nothing sexier than your partner sweaty and doing some manual labor, @Juju you must be happy Izzy is so sweet helping your dad building a tree house for Conrad. I want a tree house too!"

Evan: " We don't have a tree where we can build it but I can do something else to get sweaty and sexy."

Courtney lightly kicked Evan, knowing exactly what he meant; in response he held his hands up feigning innocence.

Courtney: " We aren't trying to seduce anyone Rafa, we are just naturally sexy and the twins are the sweetest, I don't understand why they aren't with you or Evan, I will ask next time."

Evan: "That manly man does things to me Maddie, that hairy chest 🤤"

Courts chuckled and stopped to talk to Evan "Bestio, don't you think you are taking it a bit too far with Rafa?"

Evan: "Rafa is a really good friend of mine, he is up there with Hermes. He knows me and he knows it is all just a joke although he gets a bit worked up when I talk about his ass. I really really respect him you know, I told him many times but I feel I should tell him again. I hope to see him and Maddie soon. I really miss him."

Evan: "MADDIE!! MADDIE!! I thought Rafa proposed I was ready to say yes to be his best man! It's serious though I lost every chance I had with him, every hope forever gone 😭😭😭 unless..."

Courtney: "@Maddie I am so happy he got you the ring, Rafa is so thoughtful, I am really happy he found you and that you found him, you both deserve all the happiness 🥰. Evan does that too, he whispers very naughty things whenever he can. I'll never get used to it."

Evan: "All jokes aside tell Rafa I love him and I am happy for him. I will call him later"

Evan: "@Emillie @Asuka you two are wild, that is why I like you 🤣"

Courtney: "You're pics are so cute girls, if I didn't know any better I would think you were always like this, cute and romantic 😂 I am always in awe when I look at you. @emillie will you record the dildo song for me?"

Evan: "We'll come soon enough to visit hopefully! Get ready and stay sexy 😏 Also @Juju WTF Those shower pics! Polpettina is staring avidly, she is sure Izzy bit down on that ass cause no one could resist. As we all know she as a biting problem 🤣 This is all for now, I think we will now go back to ghosting you. Courts needs hugs and I need some sleep."

Maddi Madpie hearted all the pictues

Maddi Madpie: "Polpettina!!! POLPETTINA!!🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷 AHHHH i dont know what it means but its so cute!!!you guys are the fucking cutest WEARING MY COLOR! YOU GUYS ARE IN PINKKKKKKKKK!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! @Smokey Quartz MY LOVELY LOVELY YOU LOOK SO GOOD IN PINK T-T OMG OKAY I HAVE TO SHOW MY UGLY SICKLY FACE BECAUSE OF PINK!! 💕💗💞💓🌸💘🌷🎀💄🐽👚🩷👛🦩🐖🩰🎟️AHHHH!. BUT I WILL SAY MY HAIR IS FALLING IN SUCH A CICHE WAY! I DONT KNOW!"

Maddi Madpie: " Sickly baby @Smokey Quartz but don't apologize at all.. honestly i got sick so i've been feeling a lot of anxiety and isolation. As you can see no Rafa.. I don't want to get him sick, since he somehow has the immune system of an elder XD. But i miss him.... UGHHH I spend 99.99% of my time with him 1% with work, yogi baby which she doesn't want to be around me... she is under my bed instead... but yeah and also friends but all the rest of the time i am with my grizzly bear and i miss himmmm T_T I'm envious. yes thank you😭🩷🥹 i wear it everyday..... 💅🏻I am very happy we chose each other... T-T wahhh i missss himmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!! OOOHHHH BUT.BUT.BUT BUT.BUT!!!!!! @ Evan... I am about to send some pictures BUT YOU HAVE TO PROMISE! You can't say anythinnnngggggg or I'll get punished.... actually..... maybe do tell him.. I need help sweating this fever out at some point.BUT ANYWAY WITHOUT FURTHER WITH HOLDING! I BEHOLD THE HOLY GRAIL"

Maddi Madpie: "......... i told him I missed him and he sent me these..... of the course of days i been deadly... WHEN I SAY I WAS BOTH SHOCKED AND JUST FUCKING GUSHING! i was gushingggggggggg HE SENT ME HIS ASS!!! @ Evan HE SENT ME HIS BEAUTIFUL PLUMP PERFECTLY SLAPPABLE LUCIOUS HAIRY, GOD I WANT TO GRIP THEM CHEEKS!! !!! LOOK AT IT ! @ Evan and yes your eyes are correct... HE IS WEARING THE GIFT😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍! now let me just give some backstory.. we got the box of goodies which by the way heheheheh i love you guys.. but he was very against them at first found them a "of course evan would send me this..." so i gave him an offer he couldn't refuse.. and he decided to literally TAKE ME OUT..... wearing the daddy shirt i bought him because i found it funny 🤣🩷 him wearing a fucking DADDY shirt 🩷🩷 mmmm but just look at him... !! "

Jujubug HEARTED all the pictures

JujuBug: " @Smokey Quartz @Evan my bbysssssss gooood!!! I'm so glad you guys went on vacation and had some you time.. Izzi and I are craving more now than ever ... things have been just chaotic honestly so PLEASE PLEASE enjoy it!!!! @Maddi Madpie.... one question😤. WHY THE EVER LOVING FUCK ARE YOU NOT ON THAT MAN??? BECAUSE YOUR SICK ?? GET OUT OF HERE !! YOU GUYS WILL SHARE SHIT ONE DAY AND WILL BE AROUND EACH OTHER WHEN YOUR SICK! JUST JUMP THE GUN! Jesus.... if Izzi sent me pictures like that BEST BELIEVE I AM DROPPING EVERYTHING! THAT MAN IS ZADDY! speaking of my lovely love of god izzi is fucking sexy.@ Blue Smurf and @ Izzi Frizzi are in a photo shoot for a side project Asuka is doing... and guys... GUYS! I can't wait for @ Asuka Lovely to post them! AHHHH i am wet.. that's all I am going to say"

Maddi Madpie: "@ Jujubug.. because ...... 🫣🫣but Em.... in a photoshoot... holy shit she must really fucking love Asuka and i know Asuka dressed her up too XD HA!and Izzi I don't even know what to expect."

JujuBug laughed at Maddi Madpie's response

JujuBug: "@ Maddi Madpie you have no fucking idea......."

2 hours later

Asuka Lovely is Online

Asuka Lovely: "Oh shit... 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 I open this and all I see is such sexy faces allllllll around WHAT A PERFECT TIMING! BUT FIRST @ Smokey Quartz cutie pie shhhh you do no wrong in our eyes. you are perfect <3 @ Evan you are tan and pink hehehehe you are giving me surfer beach kid hahaha it's cute you guys are absolutely fucking MMMMPPPPFT! Let us be in the sammmmwhicccchhhhh T_T @Maddi Madpie girlie I agree with @ Jujubug .... WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DENY YOURSELF THAT! HOLY HELL THAT'S FULLY WHAT HE IS HIDING ?? DAMN, I MEAN... YEAH NO DAMN. you are ridiculous for not letting that man take care of you...! GET IT TOGETHER AND JUST LOOK AT THOSE PICTURES AGAIN! but ill brb i have to get these pictures edited and then I'll share :3"

Maddi Madpie: " OH @ Evan Rafa said you have a phone use it. i think that means in Rafa language you can just text him and tell him that yourself and not go through me because he honestly does not want to say out loud that he loves you too XD Even though we did have a conversation about your guys friendship last night.. and i can tell he loves you too. you are one of his closest friends and is very happy that you grew up and got the girl too :3 you guys been through some things too, but Just don't tell him I told you that.. or I won't hear more hahaha unless you tell me when you come visit :D "

JujuBug: "Awwww.....wait oh my god he is just moving up on the one of the best humans to ever walk this earth... you can always tell someone just genuinely loves someone when they are just happy that the person grew.. that's deep T_T Maddiii Marry him.. MARRY HIM!"

Maddi Madpie: " @ JujuBug... I..."

JujuBug: "i know @ Maddi Madpie you should tell him"

Asuka Lovely: "My sexy sexy SEXY SEXY BABY I MEAN when I tell you how i had to learn how to breathe while taking these.... I had to learn how to breathe... Em gave me the eyes... and worked her outfit.. she hated it for a good while. literally said why the fuck would i want a string so far up in my fucking kidneys... dumbass... i can't stand her sometimes.. BUT i think my reactions were fuelling her... i don't blush like EVER! and Em made me flustered... my knees buckled... my throat was dry.. it was like my ever-longing crush glazed my fucking way type shit... <.< SHE IS ANNOYING!! WHY IS SHE HOT!?"

Maddi Madpie: "I don't even know how to react because is that my best friend. duh of course it is BUT LIKE ACTUALLY???!!! you put her in a sexy fucking outfit honestly I know for a fact she loved the harness."

Asuka Lovely laughed at Maddi Madpie's comment.

Asuka Lovely: "SHE DID that and the boots XD hated the colors hated the fact she had to be in this Christmas-themed one. but i told her to suck it up or I won't dance for her."

Maddi Madpie hearted Asuka Lovely's comment

TMaddi Madpie: "She is fucking ridiculous oh my god only Emillie 😂😂🤣OKAY NOW LETS SEE IZZI BECAUSE IM CURIOUS... LIKE REALLLLLY CURIOUS AFTER SEEING EM."

Asuka Lovely: "LORD AND BEHOLD."

Maddi Madpie: "🤯🤯😱😱HOLY SHIT! WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT IS THAT IZZI ?!?!?!?! @ JujuBug"

JujuBug: "YES THAT IS MY LOVE!!!! IN A FUCKING THONG THIGH HIGHS AND HEELS AND MAKEE UP! Izzi wanted to be spooky but also go with lingerie.... i had to do some convincing... A LOT OF IT... BUT IZZI GAVE US BODYYYYYYYYYYYYY !!! THATS MY FUCKING BABY ! THATS MY STAR!!!! I want them to keep it on.. for science..... you know... just run some tests.... a lot of themmm...."

Asuka Lovely: "Honestly Izzi shocked all of us... they worked the camera and didn't seem shy about it at all.... i don't know what the agreement was between them and juju but this was a HIT!"

Maddi Madpie: "Just know I'm sending all of these to Rafa👀👀”

JujuBug: "By the end of my wedding he will be in this chat i don't give a fuck. 😤😤he won't be able to say no to me."

Maddi Madpie: "Good fucking luck.... that the one thing he is so strongly about not being a part of at all...😅 i think its cause we blow it up quite frequently😎🩷 he is my grizzy bear fo a reason, solo hermit mode."

JujuBug: "well i am persasive and it can be my wedding present."

JujuBug: "Any way we love you guys and I hope everyone recovers well 💜oh I took my hair out 😉”

Maddi Madpie: "........... @ Everyone .... talking about Rafa made me cave.......🫣🫣🫣 i needed my grizzly bear😩he even brought me my favorite food and stopped to get me coffee from my favorite coffeeshop.. not including all the kisses and hugs i instantly received. and he said i was super cutie all sniffly 🥹🩷🩷oh oh oh andddd including looppppyyy meds so hehehe i am currently laying on him and he is cozy, i like rubbing my noise against his chest ha-"

Maddi Madpie: "Madalyn is going to bed."

Blue Smurf: “@ Smokey Quartz yes I will most definitely record the dildo song for you 😘”

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Hii, here comes the ask for a part 2 to the AMAZING Gwynriel friendship fic🤍 I think Az would go crazy living under the same roof as his mate and best friend😂😂 these two would grew so close really fast and annoy him just for fun (deep down Az would love it!)

here we goooo, I hope you guys love this as much as the other bit, a follow-up to this post

azriel stared up at the ridiculous mating gift from rhysand, unsure whether he wanted to roll his eyes or smile. he settled for both. your hand squeezed tightly around his own, and he squeezed back, the excited chatter between you in his best friend providing a soundtrack to the sight before him. this was his first time, gwyn's too, seeing the house, the large three-story mansion designed to look like a cosy cottage despite its size, and he wanted to scoff at how eccentric his friend had been. not your first time seeing it, though.

almost two years ago, azriel had come home to yet another ambush on you, to find you sitting at the kitchen table, coffee mug clutched between your hands as rhysand sat before you, lounging in the creaky kitchen chairs. your eyes had been wide, breath practically held, and he frowned at the look on your face. you'd known who he was, who his friends were, the same way they'd known of him, but other than cassian, you'd never met them. never mind rhysand, who was looking unnecessarily high lord-like as he sat before you.

whatever you'd been talking about, he hadn't been told, his brother had simply offered his congratulations with a wink, invited you both to a family dinner the following week, and left with a friendly kiss to your cheek and a conspiratorially loud whisper to 'consider his offer' before he'd vanished into darkness and stars.

now, you were standing before him, the offer rhysand had laid out standing tall before him in a composition of pretty old bricks and stones and acres of lush land, and one of his brows rose. you'd told him, less than a week ago, curled up against his chest and panting in the afterglow, kissing along his tattoos in ways that made his head spin. his hands had been slipping down your body, cupping your ass and pulling you over him to start again when you giggled. 'we don't have time, gwyn will be home soon.'

he hated it, and he hated that he hated it. a wave of guilt rippled down the bond. he knew what his best friend had been through, and that the moment he asked, she'd have left the two of you alone, found her own place. in fact, she had offered, and you'd shut her down the second she'd brought it up awkwardly over breakfast, insisting that she stay with the two of you in the now rather cramped apartment. it had made him feel like his whole chest was clenching in as he watched you take his best friend's hands, and promise she always had a place with you both.

but now, he was spending so much time sneaking around, grabbing any little bit of intimate time with you he could, but you were now mated, mating ceremony passe,d his wrong sitting on your finger and a tattoo bound around both of your wrists, never to disappear, promises made to one another. but, the apartment was already too small, and he felt nothing but guilt as he thought about a future somewhere else with you, rooms for your own children, enough space for their childhood and their memories, not the attic full of boxes they had now, overflow things that had to be put away instead of appreciated and seen.

'we need a new place.' he eventually spoke the words, feeling even worse for saying them out loud, and you only raised your head, kissing under his jaw until he smiled.

'what if we already have one?' you didn't give him a chance to ask, rolling away and taking the sheet with you, wrapping yourself in it and leaving him bare as you padded away to the bathroom. 'just give me a few more weeks, and I'll tell you it all'. he trusted you, so he let himself forget about it, until now.

"this is insane!" gwyn muttered, waving her hands enthusiastically at the house before your small group. "rhysand built this for you?"

"well, not with his own hands, but we had some ideas, we got some help, and this was the result." you shrugged, and azriel looked down at you, shooting a shock down the bond at your coy deception, but you only grinned at the feeling. rhysand had offered him much to celebrate his mating bond, and azriel had shut it all down. he didn't want anything more, at the time, he hadn't needed anything more, and somehow, just like always, you'd known what he needed long before he did. you and gwyn were far too similar that way. "so, do you guys want the tour, or shall we stand out here all day? I mean, it's getting kind of cold.."

despite knowing you were being sarcastic, the instinctive urge to protect you flared up, and azriel slipped his wing around you, tugging you closer to his side. you only grinned, tipping your head away with a laugh when he dipped down to bite at the shell of your ear playfully. he followed you as you guided them up the pathway, a large and heavy oak double door, wide enough for him to pass through without ducking or tucking his wings in, and the first jolt of warmth at your consideration of him ran through his veins.

open-plan, arched doorways, empty and ready to be decorated but utterly beautiful. he could feel traces of you in every room, from the carvings on the porch posts to the bay window seats for reading, and a dining room big enough to fit his whole family comfortably, or host the bookclubs you and gwyn had taken to hosting every week.

there was your room, large, space for a bed so big his wings wouldn't touch the edges even fully extended, so much storage he could display every trinket and memory he'd ever collected that were currently boxed up, a guest room, and another. cassian would doubtless claim one to be dedicated to himself in no time.

there were rooms for future children, an office for him to work from without his papers spreading all over the kitchen table, and a bathtub big enough for you both. a living room with a large fireplace hidden from sight, enough to carry heat throughout the whole house without him ever having to see the flames, and he'd excused himself to inspect the glass-walled conservatory to hide the choked-up tears.

he'd left you and gwyn in the living room, talking about a bookcase dedicated to the smutty bookclub you banned him from attending, knowing now he could simply retreat to your bedroom to give you privacy, more than two floors between you all now. he could picture a coffee table, one he would build himself, and two large armchairs, a space to sit and drink your coffee together every morning, staring out at the large garden that was sprawling behind it.

pretty structures sat even out there. a pergola sat on a stone patio, surrounded by flowers, a firepit sat in the middle for cold nights. a shed, a flower garden, benches along the bushes and under the trees, and finally, tucked away into the back, a small build. bigger than a shed, built with its own bricks and stones, a small covered porch out the front of it, a pathway leading all the way to it, lit with small glowing faelights that would come alive in the dark.

warm arms wrapped around his waist, like he'd drawn you to him with his curiosity, and his wings flared slightly to make space for you as you pressed a kiss to the clothed spot between them.

"what's that?"

he pointed out, gwyn following his gaze, and the feeling of your excitement washed over him in waves, radiating in his chest. "that's one of the best parts. do you want to see it?"

you didn't wait for an answer, unwrapping yourself from him and unlocking the wide doors of the conservatory, sliding them aside and stepping out onto the path. gravel crunched underneath your feet, his own and gwyn's too as they followed you, until you were standing under the porch. unlocking a matching door to the front, but a single, smaller, he had to duck a little to step inside, light glowing softly as it sensed your presence. almost the whole of the small bungalow was open plan, kitchen melting into a large room, a fireplace on one wall, an arched doorway leading to another empty room, a bedroom, a door sealed against the wall. presumably a bathroom.

"a.. guest house?"

"no." you took azriel's hand, watching gwyn step forward to explore, running her fingers over the crafted wood of the mantle. you leaned in, cheek pressed against his bicep as you held them both hanging in anticipation, absorbing the beautiful but empty interior. "you like it, gwyn?"

"I love it, it's beautiful. what's it for?"

"you." she paused, twisting to face you, and azriel stiffened a little at your words, shock taking him over.

"me?"

"well, of course. you didn't think I was going to build a house with no place for you, did you?" her eyes watered, rippling like the oceans they resembled so ethereally. she took a few steps forward, back towards you, reaching out to clasp your hands in her own. azriel felt like he couldn't breathe, like he didn't know exactly how he'd been so lucky, to land a mate who understood and accepted every part of him this way.

"you want me to stay with you?"

"only if you want to." he knew you knew, azriel had come home to find you crying in the bathtub over a year ago, and when he'd asked what was wrong, you'd wept for gwyn, who'd finally told you the whole truth of why she lived with azriel, that he'd made her feel safe, and she was still so filled with doubt about going back into the world that last tie she'd tried, a panic attack had brought her right back. "if you don't, I'm sure cassian will call dibs before I even finish tell him about it."

"well, sucks to be cassian, because this is mine." she sniffled a little, looking around the space in awe, wiping not so discreetly at her tears when he back was to you both. azriel twisted, lifting a wing to shield you both from sight as he cupped your face with both hands.

"you made a space for gwyn."

"of course, I did." he swiped a thumb over your cheekbone, other hand slipping down to pinch your chin between his thumb and forefinger. "you think we're leaving her behind? she belongs with us."

he shook his head, swallowing down thickly on the lump of emotion wedged there. "kiss me, right now."

"well, if you insist, shadowsinger." you grinned, arms wrapping around his neck, tugging yourself up to his level until you were pressing your lips to his. he let himself sink into his, holding you close to him, drowning in the way it felt to have a mate, someone so perfectly matched to him, someone who he never had to hide from. it surprised him every time, this feeling shocked him to his core, made him feel electrified every time he thought about it too much. you were his, all of this was his, he wasn't sure he'd ever done anything to deserve it but he would fight 'til his last breath to keep it.

"nope! none of that in my new place." pulling away with a groan, azriel lowered his wing, peeking over the top to see his best friend grinning at him cheekily, hands on her hips as he tutted. you sank down, face pressing into his chest to hide your laughter, moment shattered.

"you're such a cockblock, gwyn."

"hey, you have your own place now, go back to it. I don't want my new place to reek of your arousal within five minutes of me getting it." she shooed the pair of you away, as though she'd owned it forever, and you reached into your pocket, handing over the key to her before he was being pushed out onto the porch with you in his arms. "I have paint colours to plan."

"oh, mother help us, this room is going. to look like a rainbow threw up in it." azriel felt his face scrunch up, and gwyn offered a crude gesture to him, before slamming the door in his face. your presence was all that grounded him, ready to start a bickering match with her, but you were pulling him back up the path to your own house.

"I think, we should go bed shopping. we have space for a much bigger bed now," he smirked at you, following your lead toward the garden gate.

"I like the way you think, my love."

#azriel x reader

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imagine--if · 2 years

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I need more of your soft!yandere riddler imagines 😍 could you do one with a fairly innocent reader where someone teases or upsets her a little too much, and one day they just disappear.. so s/o is all wondering aloud where they are and he openly admits he killed them and tells her how they weren't worthy of being around her, how she's his angel and stuff? Thank you 😁

A/N: Mkay, I enjoyed writing this too much 😂💚

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Soft!Yandere Eddie, reader kinda approves, mentions of violence/murder, obsessive loving Riddler fluff 🥺

Words: 1005

You didn't think much of it when he didn't turn up for work three days ago. Probably drunk, or met up with some dropheads, and now they're in bed with a pounding headache. You'd actually been quite relieved, telling the truth. He's alright, really, but sometimes, he just finds himself too funny, gets carried away. His jokes start targeting people, and then they target you, though you know he doesn't really mean it.

You'd told Edward, your boyfriend, about it the day before. He always listens intently when you say anything, as if what he's hearing is the most important thing he ever will. You know he calls himself The Riddler too, but the worst he does is deal with the corrupt and make examples out of them. Eddie doesn't take it personally, or to extremes.

At least, you think he doesn't.

But his face that day, when you'd absentmindedly mentioned that idiot from your work... When he'd asked you to give him an example of one of the things he'd commented about you. And the way Edward's jaw clenched and his teeth grit in pure anger when you'd given one.

Still, the subject was dropped after he made you promise not to take anything said to you to heart, not to let it upset you. It didn't, not really, and you'd promised, so he hugged you tightly, peppering your face with kisses, and the evening rolled on with his usual clingy affection.

The next morning was the first time that guy didn't come to work. You brushed it off. But then he didn't make an appearance the day after.

Everyone usually always comes in every day they're scheduled to work. A lot of information gets passed around that you'll miss out on and be hugely behind on if you're not there to get it in time. None of your workmates had a clue, and neither did you. So you left it, expecting to see his playful, annoying grin the next day.

You didn't.

Now your boss is getting irritated at the no-shows, and you come home with a small, perplexed frown on your face, which Edward notices as soon as you walk in the door and kick off your shoes.

"What's wrong, angel?" He asks with earnest green eyes, his hands already roaming your hair and stroking your face as you tug off your jacket and put down your bag.

"It's nothing," you say with an unconvincing smile - unconvincing to Edward and as you try to reassure yourself at the same time.

"Nothing," he echoes quietly, a faded smile on his face as he lets his head drop into your hair, taking a deep breath in. Eddie lets it out shakily, a dopey, lovestruck grin on his face.

"Missed you, sweet baby..." He coos, and your smile grows as you fondly entwine your fingers with his, Ed leading you to the couch and happily settling you on top of him.

"That guy didn't show up to work again," you mutter to yourself, resting your head against his chest, and he hums in questioning, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

"What guy?"

"The jackass I was telling you about," you scoff with a small smile, shrugging. "Thinks everyone's 'ugliness' is hilarious, remember?"

"I remember," Edward confirms with a thoughtful half-smile. "But what's wrong?"

"He's not been showing up to work recently," you repeat, and look up in confusion as you hear him giggle amusedly.

"Of course he hasn't, my love," Eddie acknowledges, shaking his head at you adoringly as his fingers brush under your chin. "How can he?"

"What? What do you mean?" You ask slowly, and he sighs, his arms snaking around your waist as he rocks you slightly.

"I mean, what has a beginning but no end?" He riddles gleefully, and your brows twitch as you take the words in, bewildered.

"Death?"

And then it hits you.

Edward laughs and claps admiringly, pressing a passionate kiss on your lips.

"That's right! Oh, you're so clever... and it's so beautiful..."

"Wait, wait," you shake your head as if clearing the rushing thoughts in your head. "You're telling me that he's dead?"

He nods, still smiling as he cradles you in his arms. "Of course he is, lovely."

"But... but..." You're at a loss for words at this point, but Eddie waits patiently, stroking his fingers across your cheek and leaning impossibly closer to you. "Why?"

"Why?" He repeats incredulously, face screwing up in distaste. "You cannot disrespect an angel and live, that's why! You should know that. You know I'd do anything for you, and I did! Now you don't have to worry about him, ever, ever again."

You stare at Edward in a mild shock, nodding slowly.

"I don't know- was that a good idea?" You question in uncertainty, and Ed tilts his head to one side a little, curious. "He was corrupt or anything, and-"

"Don't make excuses for the scum, darling," Edward prompts with a gentle sigh. "I will not tolerate behaviour like that, okay? Not to you! Never to you."

You give up, shaking your head and exhaling deeply. "Okay. I... thanks?"

His smile's back now, and he nods eagerly, loving pecks being scattered over your cheeks.

"You don't need to thank me, my angel. This is what I live for, isn't it? I can't have anyone hurting my baby," he breathes with a dreamy smile, kissing you again and licking his lips after you part. "My precious, beautiful baby..."

You smile and lean forward, kissing him back, and Eddie hums into it contentedly, his hands wandering your waist and desperately pulling you closer into him.

A part of you knows you shouldn't really be approving or enjoying this, knowing that your ever-loving boyfriend murdered a random jokester who happened to throw one too many mocking lines at you. But the part of you who likes the thought of Edward Nashton getting rid of him, defending your honour, practically worshipping you...

That part of you wins.

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saengak · 7 months

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Hii, saengak ❤️ If possible, wrt the ‘get to know your writer’ prompt! Could we do 74? [after reading your Naruto fics and then ofc, FSHOTS 🥹🫶🏼, I’m so curious to know whether you feel like there’s recurring themes/styles in your writing… ‘cause I really couldn’t seem to find any (other than the fact that I absolutely loved everything you wrote 🫠🌹)] Also, I’m dying to know 76 as well, for FSHOTS, ‘cause the universe you’ve so masterfully created is just so inherently dark that I often wondered whether it was tough to stay on track and not be led astray, down scarier roads…

Hiiii eclairfair ❤️ awww thank you so much for the lovely ask and sorry for taking so long to get to it ❤️

74. You've posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you'd written it?

It would be extremely gay. And angsty. It's the pining and devotion that gets me 👌 hahahhahaa

I like to put characters in situations where, even though they are good people and will in the end be nothing less than devoted to each other, they hurt each other either through circumstance, accident or mistake. Case in point: FSHOS and your fingerprints on my skin, my two IceMav fics. I also like arranged marriage AUs, slave AUs, etc. though I don't think I've published any yet.

Or, the blorbos would find each other in dire circumstances and fall in love gradually from the intimacy of relying on each for survival. Example: the ruins of our lives.

As for style (oh god, I'm exposing myself here AHHAAH):

em dash: I love them. So Much. One thing I like to do is to end a line of dialogue with it when a character gets interrupted mid-sentence.

dramatic one liners: I need to ration myself or I'll do it all the time.

comma splices: it's not grammatical but I like it. I probably use them more than I should but I try to be mindful of how I use it and how it affects the rhythm my writing.

use of names: you know that "the taller man" / "the aviator" / "the older man" thing people like complaining about in fanfics? Unless the descriptions are relevant to what's happening, I try to avoid those descriptions and just use their names instead. It does pose another problem though: overuse of names. I'm still figuring out how to balance it hahahah!

switching POVs: I try to ration out time to explore each side of the ship's thoughts

So there it is. Guide to identifying (recent) saengak fics 😂

76. Did you have any ideas that didn't make the final cut of FSHOS?

(Spoiler alert for FSHOS in case anyone else is reading this.)

Here's a scarier road that branched off from Chapter 22: David makes Mav disappear. He finds the transfer form with the buyer signature still blank and just... kidnaps him. Gets a few goons and stuffs Mav kicking and screaming into the trunk.

By the time Ice finds out, it's because someone has filed the paperwork to pull Mav out of the Navy. David has handed Mav off to a third party and Mav is already on his way out of the country.

(Spoiler alert for this potential fic... I don't think I'll manage to write it but just wanted to warn.)

Ice is on the WARPATH. He knows his father is behind this but he just can't find Mav anywhere and can't pry his location out from between his father's lying teeth, so he makes good on his promise and drags the Kazansky name through an all-out shit show of a campaign to take down omega trafficking. Maybe Ice's mom's alpha helps cause she's a banging lawyer.

Legally speaking, Ice is in an absolutely terrible position but it is an unprecedented case that opens up to a lot omega rights arguments. The media eats up the drama and there are investigations, protests, etc... and the omega rights lawyers/activist all flock him wanting to make this The Case to overturn omega laws.

They are in and out of court all day every day. There are TIME magazine articles: WHERE IS MAVERICK? reads the heading, with a grainy, candid picture of Mav in his Navy uniform. The Washington Post has a picture of Ice walking down the steps of the courthouse with dark circles and a glare, and David is somewhere further behind him, stepping through the courthouse doors with his face shielded: KAZANSKY V. KAZANSKY - the generational chasm.

Ice can't look at the news without feeling like throwing up but he knows how to play the game and he plays it well.

I have some thoughts on how Ice would win: national security concerns for one, to void all omega sale contracts out of the country, cause Mav is privy to Navy secrets. Undue duress of some sort is another option to void the transfer form. Finally, if omegas rights are granted, all omega contracts could be voided!!

That's all and good, but we still have one problem: seriously, where is Mav? It's no use winning in court and winning omega rights if he can't get Maverick back safe???

*turns back the clock*

Ice knew this from the start. He had hoped that dragging the Kazansky name through the mud would force his father to capitulate and hand Mav back, but he knows that (i) he could fail, (ii) it would take a long time even if he succeeded, and (iii) it means nothing if Mav is gone.

So he sends his best friend, Slider, on a mission.

Slider has his rifle ready. He has a fast car. "I'll get him back Ice. I promise," he growls. So off our best boy Slider goes, zooming off and sniffing the ground like a bloodhound to track down their precious Mav.

(Meanwhile Mav is rattling the bars of his cage, biting shitty alphas, gnawing through ropes and escaping into the wilderness.)

Slider finds him dehydrated and sunburnt on the border but he's safe. He's safe!

Omega rights: won. Mav: back home. Slider: extremely relieved and proud. Ice: weepy mess ❤️

❤️The end❤️

Even though I thought out this whole AU, I didn't go down this path because (1) I had already thought out the protest and the "canon" fic ending, and (2) I wanted Mav to be in a mentally healthier / more stable state when he re-started his relationship with Ice.

In contrast, the scarier Ch22 AU would give Mav a hugeeee amount of trauma (Ice too) and would probably end up with Ice being extremely protective and Mav accepting it, for stability's sake, while they heal together.

Again, thank you for this great ask!!! ❤️❤️🌻

#asks #flat spin heading out to sea #eclairfair98

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