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shiiikigami · 10 months

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TOGE'S NEW CANON & UPGRADES!

(manga spoilers warning)

reasoning : of all the students in his class, toge inumaki is the most neglected in the narrative. he is the only one in the manga to date that has not had any growth or change in his cursed technique. he has not progressed as a student, other than being given a rise in rank somewhat. he is the only one without any backstory beyond vague mentioning. it's also frankly strange that he is the only student that is not weapons-trained by maki and there's not any real reason given to it. i decided i'm not happy with that and spent some time re-writing a few things, and fleshing out toge inumaki the way he deserves. note that this is canon to my blog and all threads will be set this way unless someone requests otherwise.

CHILDHOOD: toge inumaki was born cursed. the inumaki clan had always been a minor clan, but they were low in popularity and in modern day they are a withering weed in the garden of the clans. the major three clans have spent centuries undermining them out of fear of their cursed speech technique being too powerful. however, the inumaki clan were no saints either. when toge was born - the rare child born with the snake eyes and fangs sealing his voice permanently with cursed energy - they passed judgement on whether he would be allowed to live, or have his vocal chords severed to limit him. a child could not be trusted with cursed speech, they reasoned. instead, however, calmer minds prevailed and he was instead sanctioned to wear a muzzle made of sacred seals to prevent him from speaking.

his early years were lonely, silent and cold. his own blood avoided him as if he were a contagious plague. he longed to play with others, to speak and be heard, to listen and hear. when he was older, able to obey and understand, the muzzle was removed. he was allowed to play with his cousins, so long as he didn't speak. for a short time, the rigid play made him happy - though he, nothing more than a child, lost control while playing pretend with the other children and spoke. a girl died.

again, he was up for judgement, muzzled once more. they had decided that although he would be allowed to live due to his auspicious birth meaning he would certainly pass on the family's cursed technique - but he would lose his vocal chords as he could not be trusted with them.

that was when special grade sorcerer gojo satoru intervened. instead of being mutilated, toge was brought to jujutsu tech to live. he wouldn't be able to attend classes for a few more years, but he would be allowed to live quietly on the grounds under light supervision of the best sorcerers in the country. no one could be harmed, and he could learn to control his technique in a safe environment.

this decision changed the trajectory of his life. instead of living like he had the plague, toge was allowed to grow into himself. to thrive and discover a new love for his curse. he was reminded again and again that with time he could learn to help others with it, and no one he cared about had to get hurt again. he could even make friends one day.

the lonely child found solace in studying, gardening, eavesdropping on lessons, and especially in cooking. as he grew, he developed his mischievous sense of humor, his natural athleticism, and learned a love of cooking. it was gojo who had helped him think of his clever way to speak without harming others after toge had made him a plate of onigiri one afternoon. with hard work - he developed his method of communication just in time to start classes.

THE INUMAKI CLAN: in the time since toge came to the school, his clan was not-so-mysteriously wiped out. it was widely known the zen'in had the most to gain with them removed - however the last remaining descendant was just out of reach and remained so. as such, toge is the heir to the inumaki clan - though he has no interest in the family that had debated his death twice and will not carry on tradition. he chooses to go his own way.

COMMUNICATION: i have created a guide to the way i write inumaki's onigiri speech here.

FIGHTING STYLE: toge is not a sorcerer who needs to win a fight with his fists. however, when at a major disadvantage there is a significant increase of his survival to defend himself with his hands. due to his slight form and agile nature, he studied aiki-jujutsu - a martial art that focuses not on landing punches or kicks, but about diverting an early attack using things like joint manipulation or body throwing methods. due to his natural speed and quick assessment of his opponents, he can often neutralize or disarm opponents stronger and larger than he is. he also employs his flexibility and gymnastics in his style - remaining hard to grapple with and quick to either slip away or use his opponent's momentum to take them down.

WEAPON USE: to support his hand-to-hand combat style, toge employs kunai. he uses them when necessary, imbued with cursed energy and worn on his belt. he uses them for stabbing/killing and climbing/scaling surfaces as necessary.

POST SHIBUYA-ARC CHARACTER GROWTH: toge was gravely injured after taking a hit from sukuna's malevolent shrine expansion in the shibuya incident. the sure-hit attack severed his arm above the elbow - not just in flesh but in soul too. there is nothing as painful as an injury to the soul, and he suffered greatly. however, his spirit wasn't broken. after everything they went through, he was lucky to survive. their friends and seniors had died horribly. some lost their cursed techniques. some were haunted by their injuries. what was an arm compared to that?

he was already up and out of his hospital bed after a week, and dedicated to making a strong recovery so he could join his friends in fixing the broken world they now lived in. he especially wanted to be on his feet now that yuta had returned - all of him wanted to support yuta now that he was back from kenya.

this new hardship in his life had taught him resilience. in his comatose state after the attack, when he was sure he would die, he entered a meditative state to cling to life. he found himself in tune with the cursed energy around him. using this newfound understanding, he soon developed a new technique that allowed him to be able to redirect the currents of cursed energy in the environment around him to empower his cursed speech attacks.

this new ability of his allows him to surpass his present limits. currently, when toge is faced with an opponent who is a few grades above his level he faces deadly blowback from using cursed speech on them - even using relatively docile words. while redirecting cursed energy around him, he is able to use the flow as a barrier around himself to soften (not block) the cursed energy that strikes back at him for using those words and injuring his throat. additionally, he is able to use the flow of cursed energy to boost the energy of his attacks when he speaks them. for a stronger opponent, he can not do both simultaneously and must choose to protect himself or attack.

he still faces significant limitations with this power. he cannot create cursed energy, and he has to rely on sources around him - often objects he imbued with energy and carries with him. if there is nothing he can use, he cannot use the technique. he does not disclose the technique to others, and only his trusted allies know of it.

NOTE: these changes to canon are my own works that i spent time and energy thinking over and researching. please do not take these ideas and use them as your own canon. they are also subject to change as i feel necessary or if we actually get a satisfying backstory for toge inumaki in the manga that is yet to be published.

ARTIST CREDIT: 101_toi

#inumaki : headcanons #i can't believe i finally wrote this all down after keeping it in my head for so long #anyways its a novel have fun #toge deserves better 2023

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macolegacy · 2 months

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❣️💗🥀 for Rylen and Ataqo bc they make me cry already so whats some more tears :)))

even 2 years after u sent me this ask, you have unleashed the rylen/ataqo gates and brother i am drowning in feelings again !!!! 🏊‍♂️

💗— Do they noticeably change once they’re in love? Is it easy to notice or just something their partner would pick up on?

Rylen is very, very hard to pick up on regarding any changes. He’s an Imperial Agent after all — he has full control of his body, facial expressions and (to a degree) emotions. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them knoooooow. So from the outside, he would appear as always; quite stoic, distant and dry. And boring. So, so boring. (By design). So no, not even Ataqo would pick up on any changes on Rylen’s feelings unless Rylen lets his guard down on purpose. Ataqo is less in control. Naturally, as he has never formally received any agent training and grew up on Nar Shaddaa mainly working in kitchens & bars, there is no need for subtlety or subterfuge where your body could betray you. He only recently ‚joined‘ (questionable, really) the SIS and became their informant fairly recently, and occasionally acts as backup when fights break out. With other partners and crushes he has had, Ataqo had been way more open about his affection once he has really fallen in love with someone and it would be visible to anyone. Spring in his step, good mood, smiling all the time while sunk in his thoughts. But with Rylen? He is so, SO afraid of admitting it, both to him and to himself quite frankly. He’s afraid to tell or show Rylen because he doesn’t want to scare him away, due to the nature of their relationship, their backgrounds and affiliations. So he tries his best to appear ‚normal‘ as always, like nothing changed, however Rylen does pick up on it. And it scares Rylen as well.

Which is why…

🥀 — How well would they handle a breakup?

… Rylen then stops their relationship. Technically it’s not a breakup because they were never a couple to begin with, just an affair that got out of hand when feelings started to blossom (for both of them), but it very much feels like one. and BOTH of them cope with it so badly. so very very bad. Rylen immediately shoves all of his feelings into a corner of his mind and then never thinks about it again, and usually, that does the job for him, but not this time. His own mind betrays him, and he’s quite literally haunted by Ataqo and what they had, and how it changed Rylen’s perspective on life and his desires for life in general. Letting go of those memories and feelings is not as easy as he wants and needs it to be. On the outside, he seems relatively normal to the untrained eye. But he is distracted enough that Vrupet & her apprentices notice something is off about him and that he is less focused when not working than usual.

⚠️ warning for mentions of alcohol overuse ⚠️

Ataqo is doing bad as well, and again, it’s more visible to outsiders than Rylen. He’s been smoking and drinking more, to the point where he had several blackouts after too many nights of partying in a row to distract himself, his insomnia is at an all time high, and as a result he is super unfocused and just tired all the time. During this time he befriends Kronos, who also goes through the same thing as him (break up) so they lift each other up, but also let each other indulge in way too much than they should. It takes Xiame and Daro to get both of them to snap out of this phase, and eventually they do. Ataqo does eventually try to get over it in a ‚fake it till you make it‘ way trying to convince himself that it never could have worked out between Rylen and him, and it is working. somewhat. so in that aspect, ataqo is doing better than rylen.

and then they stumble into each other again and we are SO back at where we started <3

❣️— When do they first say ‚I love you‘?

When they get back together again, it’s actually Rylen that says it first. It’s a conscious decision and full on confession and declaration of love on his part — in a 20-minute speech about his life and ‚how he never even considered this was a possibility for someone like him to desire and experience and that he was so so incredibly stupid to ever deny himself and ataqo this relationship and that he wants to be with him forever‘ kind of way. <3 its one of my favorite scenes to think about, because it would happen in such a seemingly random moment — ataqo would have just made them breakfast, nothing fancy or super hard to make, and everything seemed normal. but rylen, sitting at this small table in this super small apartment thats WAY too expensive than what it’s actually worth, being served breakfast that was made with such love and care, rylen would just explode in this moment from all he’s feeling and just rant his heart out until he’d come to an abrupt stop, breathless for a few seconds, before just saying ‚i love you‘ which is THE most agitated and emotional ataqo would have ever seen him. in his life.

i care them. thank u so much for asking. ❤️

#ur wifi gets cut out and here u are answering 2-4 yo asks. lol #hope you enjoy !!! and i hope its readable and understandable #ataqo #rylen #askbox #uldren-s0v #alcohol #drinking #to be safe

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toujokaname · 1 year

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HiMERU Idol Story 3

Author: Akira

Characters: HiMERU, Ibara

"In this shining and promising idol industry, the one who should remain is, of course... The real one, not the imitation, and the light, not the shadow."

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Season: Summer

Location: ES (Exterior)

HiMERU: ~...♪

(—Yup. Successfully made it through the day, HiMERU did a good job once more today ♪)

(Now then. It would be good to go shopping for some daily necessities that haven't been replenished lately, since things were a little hectic for a while.)

(—However, it seems that you can ask the head of the dormitory to get such things for you. In that case, paying out of one's own pocket would be a loss.)

(But putting "me" aside, HiMERU is very particular about what he likes.)

(So that others can bear witness to his "sense of self", should I purchase everything by myself?)

(Though I still have some savings, my current income isn't very high due to a decline in popularity...)

(I also need to pay for HiMERU's medical expenses, so I'd like to avoid any unnecessary spending.)

(Fufu... How distressing, and yet... How pleasant, how pleasant ♪ Keeping the brain cells alive and engaged is the greatest of pleasures!)

Ibara: HiMERU-shi~ I am so very sorry to stop you! Would you kindly spare me a few minutes of your time?

HiMERU: —Oh. Good evening, Deputy Director.

—Fufu. "HiMERU-shi" somewhat sounds like a greeting from a foreign country.

Ibara: Pardon? Oh, right! Was that your usual strategy of saying something with a difficult-to-grasp meaning in order to think of a response while the other party's at a loss?

I know the "true nature" of who you are, so such things are unnecessary... HiMERU-shi ♪

HiMERU: —Yes. But in a world where the walls have ears and the doors have eyes, you never know when or where someone might be listening in.

HiMERU has always thought that smartphones are some of the most indispensable tools for spies.

Ibara: Yes, I think so too! That's why StarPro, or rather, His Eminence Eichi, seems to be controlling the network through the means of "Hold-hands" ♪

HiMERU: —Yes. That man's sharp insight never ceases to amaze. Well, even so, our Deputy Director is no doubt skilled enough to rival him.

Ibara: Aah, I greatly appreciate your kind words! But there's no need for superfluous social pleasantries. After all, it's just eerie to praise each other among family members[1]~♪

HiMERU: —Yes. More importantly, what business are you here for? As for HiMERU, he would like to finish his shopping before the store closes, you see?

Ibara: Yes, yes, I am so terribly sorry about that! I do apologize for being unable to read the air!

...Hmm, well, I stopped you this time to make an important confirmation.

HiMERU: —Important confirmation? Is it okay to talk about it in such an open place?

Ibara: Rest assured, I will be very careful with the information. I assume HiMERU-shi will do the same~ Since we are both in a difficult situation ♪

HiMERU: —Of course. That's why HiMERU stays under CosPro's care[2], because they are "reliable" in that area.

—Anyway. So then, what's the confirmation?

Ibara: Right. The matter is, HiMERU-shi...

The clever HiMERU-shi may scold me for this, saying something like, "Why didn't you confirm such an important thing earlier?", but...

If things were to go to the extremes, which would you prioritize, "you" or "HiMERU"-shi?

HiMERU: —And by that, you mean?

Ibara: Let's start with the premise. Right now, you are in an exceedingly unpleasant position.

Well, I am the one who put you in that situation... So you might wonder where I get the nerve to speak of this, but.

Currently, the Crazy:B you belong to is, quite frankly, on the very edge of a cliff.

Personally, and by all means, I want to see you all crawl out of rock bottom, but to be fair, it seems fitting to say that your destiny is like a candle flickering before the wind.

HiMERU: —Yes. Yes, that is unquestionably true.

Ibara: Of course. And you know, I don't even want to think about that possibility, but...

If by any chance, your Crazy:B fails to show their usefulness, and you all get dismissed...

That is, if the unit is disbanded as agreed, and all the members are fired...

Even in such a worst-case scenario, between "you" and "HiMERU"-shi—it is possible to let one of you keep existing as an idol.

HiMERU: .........

Ibara: We will reveal the "truth" to the public, and then either "you" or "HiMERU"-shi will be offered up as a human sacrifice to explain the situation away.

Only one of you will be declared an underachiever who failed to become an idol.

We have already prepared a plot that will convince the masses.

It would be a shame to completely abandon HiMERU, an idol with a proven track record, talent, popularity, and competence.

We'd like to keep at least "one of the two".

Of course, we can just choose whichever we prefer to keep, but...

With the cooperation of both of you, it will be easier for us to proceed, and we would also like to know what you'd rather do, just in case.

HiMERU: —Please save "HiMERU".

Ibara: ...Oh my, such an immediate response.

We are not in such a hurry, and it would be fine for you to take it home with you to consider it at your own leisure.

HiMERU: —There is no need for that. In fact, you shouldn't have bothered to even ask.

In this shining and promising idol industry, the one who should remain is, of course... The real one, not the imitation, and the light, not the shadow.

In other translations, 身内, the word Ibara uses to refer to his and HiMERU's relationship, is translated as "friends" or "idols in the same agency", and while it can also mean that, its primary meaning is relative/family member. Given what gets revealed about them later, I chose to translate it as such, but it's important to note that the ambiguity does exist.

The expression HiMERU uses, "草鞋を脱ぐ", literally means "to take off one's straw sandals". It means to finish a long journey or to stay at an inn during a journey, which is what HiMERU refers to here.

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#akira #idol story #himeru #ibara

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witchcraftingboop · 8 months

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Hi Boop (is it okay to call you that?),

I remember reading a post by you where you mentioned doing an elaborate ritual to change your life (or something similar) in a moment of desperation.

Would you mind sharing what you did or guide me to resources to do/craft something similar? It'd be extremely helpful (honestly, I don't even mind some false hope at this point) if there's something magical that can help me out of this stagnancy.

(I tried doing everything magical and mundane to take the slow and steady route, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with ADHD and depression).

TIA for your time and consideration 🍁

Hey, I am the anon who sent that ask about that ritual you did. I am sorry if it was triggering or something. I should have thought of that before sending it. Really sorry.

Hey, anon! I go by Boop or Amélie on here, so pick your poison really, either is fine.

Firstly, thank you for thinking of my feelings in your second ask; I appreciate the concern. I can assure you, I'm completely fine with this question, and I try to only post things on which I am willing to discuss or have further questions asked of.

Secondly, I apologize for the delay in responding. I was trying to fish back through my memory for the post you think of (Tumblr has a cesspit of a search engine), and did not want to rush to reply.

I believe I have had two instances of desperation, or at least there are only two that come to mind. If it's the first you're speaking of, then I'm afraid I don't have much I can say on the matter. I'll talk about the first a bit, just to add clarity, but you can skip it if you prefer; it mentions a bit of child abuse/neglect, which frankly isn't for everyone.

When I was a child, my mother had pushed me down the stairs of our apartment complex, thereby breaking/fracturing (I didn't go to the hospital until my teens so it was hard to tell by then), one of my ribs. At night, I prayed for all my suffering to end, with death or whatever, it didn't really matter to me which. So... less a ritual and more desperate pleading? I can't even tell you if it was successful or not. That same year I was kicked out and left for my father to pick up, and then by the time that summer ended, my mother had moved to the other side of the country. Whether or not I caused these things, I can't say. I was hated as a kid, and my mother had been talking about moving for quite some time, so it may have only been a natural occurrence my nine year old self took to be a sign of the gods finally hearing me.

As for the second one, that one I did have full control over, but it was only related to righting the mundane aspects of my life, namely money. I have a fondness for candle spells and petitions, and I work closely with a couple of Gods known for riches, so I don't struggle when it comes to righting my finances. In this case, I was working tirelessly for CVS, under a manager who verbally abused my coworkers and took advantage of his staff at every opportunity. Covid had swept through my state, nearly killed my older sister, and I felt helpless, overwhelmed, exhausted, and my apartment at the time housed the one grandmother who always made it a point to degrade me whenever we were in the same building. The one thing I wanted, the one thing I thought might fix everything, was enough money to sustain me and let me live totally on my own.

From this second case, I drafted a money spell, and I dedicated myself to nightly prayer, offerings, and mental and physical cleansing. For context, my background primarily lies in ceremonial magic, so it's something of a habit for me to come to my workings with such a mindset, though I can't often fast due to my anemia. Anyways! Within six months, my income became stable, and after three years, it tripled to the "impossible end result" I'd set way back when. I haven't had need to perform a money spell since, and I still maintain enough funds to put myself back through school, keep up with my book buying hobbies, and take time off regularly to enjoy such things. (I'd just like to clarify, this isn't meant to be a brag or anything; I'm just trying to provide the whole picture for what this spell achieved.)

I'll reblog the spell if I can find it, but as I don't really know what kind of change you're looking to see, I'm not entirely sure if it will be of use to you.

For the record, I typically draw inspiration for my spells from the grimoires and books on magical theory that I read. If I combine what I've read with the teachings of spirit, then the results tend to follow suit. Magic, in my mind, should be organic rather than formulaic in its creation. A proper balance between a scientific and intuitive outlook is primarily what I strive for.

Please feel free to reach out should you have any more questions. I hardly ever get engagement like this anymore, and asks have always been a particular favorite of mine 🥰

#boop's asks #spell work

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inevitably-johnlocked · 2 years

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Hey Steph, I am just asking a little bit but I have been writing a rather long Johnlock fic for over a year now. And it's been fun I admit but I just don't feel like I get many people interested compared to other writers. I still want to finish my work but I just am a bit scared of screwing up.

Currently, John and Sherlock in my fic are going through what would be called as a rough patch with both pining majorly for each other but John doesn't want to confess because he thinks Sherlock isn't interested and also due to other circumstances.

My fic features Sherlock screwing up a lot and I just don't know if this is in character enough.

From I have seen, Sherlock just seems like the type to screw up a lot, especially since he kinda seems emotionally constipated to me.

I have gotten some comments asking why I don't just write John forgiving Sherlock (by the way this takes place after season 2 aka Sherlock's fake place and is a canon divergence in some ways, meaning season 3 and 4 won't happen but Sherlock will still come back and John will still feel angry).

I am a bit confused because in my eyes, there are still a lot of problems to work through between the two.

Am I just writing too long or am I just a bad writer when handling Sherlock ?

Because I just think writing Sherlock screwing up and trying to repair his mistakes is an in character idea. No offense but I just think Sherlock can be a dick sometimes and has a chance of ruining his chance with John.

And I did write John after give Sherlock a good lunch after he returned, just letting Sherlock slip back in his life, but he's just more cautious now and tries to keep his temper in control because he doesn't want to physically assault anyone out of nowhere again. And apparently some think that I am writing John like a doormat.

What do you think, Steph?

I know my question is a bit too long but I am just desperate for a second opinion

Hey Nonny! *HUGS*

First off, OOOOOF I feel you on the "taking a year or more to write a fic" front, hahah. I've had a few drabbles drafted for years now and because I keep nitpicking them, they're not getting done, heh heh.

Secondly, Nonny, there is no right or wrong way to write your interpretation of the characters in your own fic! Every single one of us reads all the characters differently, and just because you see a character as X and I see them as Y, doesn't mean you're writing them "wrong", just means you have a different idea for the path you want to take these characters on! It's TOTALLY natural to be concerned about how you're projecting them, but you also have to remember that, say, a super bubbly character isn't going to work in a dark brooding setting unless you're intentionally writing a parody. Same goes for your interpretation of the character: you have a character journey planned, and you have a baseline for his character based on your interpretation of the show, and you go from there!

I know it's easy enough for me to say all that, but really, I think as long as you're "feeling" his character is believable within the universe you created for him, then I don't think there's anything to worry about! AND if you're that concerned, put a call out for a beta to check over your story when its first draft is done. A beta is essentially a second set of eyes who will correct inconsistencies that you've missed, grammar check, and ensure your plot threads are all tying up nicely!

And, here's the thing, "if you write it, they will come". If you're concerned about negative, non-constructive feedback, set the story to be locked to Ao3 and turn off Anonymous comments. Quite frankly, your story sounds super interesting and I'm totally wanting to read it now, hahah.

Don't think too much on it, Lovely, and remember that you're writing the story because it's one YOU want to see. I wrote Sonic fanfiction in my teens over 2 decades ago, and while I do cringe at them now, I do still enjoy the world I created for those characters, and always enjoy going back to that universe. And the same goes for your story. You might cringe about it years from now, but as long as YOU enjoyed it, and can look back fondly upon it, then there's no "right or wrong" way you could have done it <3

That all said, I'm SURE you have written something great, and please, when you do start posting it, let me know, I would be honoured to promote it for you :)

I hope to hear from you again soon, Nonny. Please don't second guess yourself, get a second set of eyes on that story if you're unsure, and take constructive criticism for what it is: people wanting more stories set in your universe from you, and just want to make sure you feel confident in doing so. <3

If any other authors have some suggestions for Nonny, please do!

#steph replies #chatting with nonnies #writing advice #fanfiction #my advice

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popentertainment-moviereviews · 2 years

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I LOVE MY DAD (2022)

Starring Patton Oswalt, James Morosini, Claudia Sulewski, Rachel Dratch, Ricky Velez, Lil Rel Howery, Amy Landecker, Sarah Helbringer, Shari Fairchild, Seamus Callahan, J.P. Edwards, Afrim Gjonbalaj, Zae'on James, Patrick Klein, Ricky Pak, Mike Sutton and Jon Seeber.

Screenplay by James Morosini.

Directed by James Morosini.

Distributed by Magnolia Pictures. 90 minutes. Rated PG-13.

I Love My Dad rides on a concept which is sort of a nightmare scenario for today’s social media-driven world. What if that pretty new woman you met online and are starting to have feelings for turns out to actually be your dad?

That is going to take some serious therapy to get over.

Being catfished by your parent – even if it is done with only the best of intentions – seems like it may be the idea behind a comedy. In fact, about 15-20 years ago a very similar storyline was the catalyst behind the romantic comedy The Perfect Man. (Although in that film the roles were flipped, a teenaged daughter pretended to romance her lovelorn mother in order get her to notice the cute bar-owner nearby.)

Interestingly, while there is much that is very funny about I Love My Dad, this film does take a much more serious look at the whole situation. Dad decided on this admittedly very drastic course of action because he was being ignored by his estranged, depressed and possibly suicidal son, and the situation just blew up on him in ways he never quite expected. (Granted, he probably should have expected it to get way too complicated, but still, it was mostly coming from a pure place.)

Making I Love My Dad even more interesting is the fact that it is apparently based on a real-life scenario which occurred to writer/director/co-star James Morosini. And while his closeness to the subject is a bit of a double-edged sword – he tends to eventually let his dad off the hook for some very questionable choices – it does make for an interesting take.

Morosini plays Franklin, a severely depressed 20-something who is recently out of rehab and living with his mom (Amy Landecker). His dad Chuck (Patton Oswalt) is mostly out of the picture due to a contentious divorce and living in a different town. He’s trying to keep up with his son and trying to help him with his problems, but Franklin won’t answer any of his calls and has blocked him on social media.

Therefore dad creates a profile to keep an eye on his son, and maybe give him an occasional “buck-up” speech if he needs one. Chuck uses a sweet waitress at a local diner named Becca (Claudia Sulewski) as the inspiration for the catfish – he basically copies all her Facebook posts and pictures onto his own fake account – and friends his son on social media. He even imagines that someday Becca would make a nice girl for his son to eventually meet.

Nope, that doesn’t sound like that was all that well thought out.

Honestly, it wasn’t. Through much of I Love My Dad the audience is wondering what the heck Chuck is doing and how he could possibly delude himself that any of this would work out. However, like I said, he was doing it from good intentions.

Naturally, Franklin finds himself being attracted to Becca, and things start spinning totally out of control. Franklin wants to talk with Becca on the phone, wants to Facetime, wants to meet, wants to sext – all as dad looks on in horror. Still, he has to sell it, so Chuck does play along. He even eventually involves a woman coworker that he is dating off and on (Rachel Dratch).

It’s a high-wire act to play, and Patton Oswalt does a masterful job in the role, essentially selling the slightly unbelievable character and making him likable and understandable. Sulewski also does very well in a particularly complex role – she is playing Franklin’s fantasy version of Becca more often than she is actually playing the real character, and she makes both versions believable and distinct. In fact, of the leads, only writer-director Morosini somewhat disappoints, just because Franklin is such an inscrutable character that it is a little difficult to get a handle on him.

You know none of this can end well, and mostly it doesn’t, and yet I Love My Dad does leave open the opportunity of healing. Like the dad himself, this movie is sometimes a little awkward and sometimes just wrong, but it has its heart in the right place.

Jay S. Jacobs

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#I Love My Dad #2022 #Movie Reviews #Patton Oswalt #Jay S. Jacobs

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Hey, can I request Chrollo, Illumi, Machi, and Tsukuyama with a darling who is an animal hybrid (think neko but it doesn’t have to be a cat) and they treat them like a pet? Thank you 💕 you’re amazing!

I just went with a Neko since this is like…the most well-known and famous animal hybrids in Anime? Btw, for the characters from HxH, this is not a Nen ability.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, clinginess, touchiness, manipulation, stalking, darling being treated like a pet, strictness, mentions of kidnapping

Darling is a Neko

Illumi Zoldyck

🤎His social skills with humans and cats alike need some practice so I doubt he would really treat his darling much differently at the beginning. Illumi in general is someone who doesn't really know how to act once he has his darling abducted. He only knows that he wants control and somehow also wishes that you return the love he has for you in a more open way than he is able to do. He remains indifferent to the fact that his darling is basically a Neko as long as he can keep them and form them into the lover he wants. It's due to the interference of his family that he comes to slowly change his behavior and seems to become aware that you act differently according to your cat side. His mother makes a fuss due to your cat-like appearance at first and Milluki, as the anime and Neko fan he is, desperately wants to meet and pet you. Silva and Zeno take it all with a cooler attitude, still wonder if your reflexes, stamina and senses are on a better point since cats are predators.

🤎And Illumi is having none of it. He's possessive and just wants darling for himself, he does not want them to take part in assassination nor does he want anyone from his family interacting much with them. Milluki is due to his obsession with a Neko especially bad and there is a real danger that he will get himself killed from Illumi if he pushes his brother's nerves one more time. He had a few near-death experiences already when he tried to somehow sneak past his brother to get a glance of you. Maybe that all helps him realize that you are different, your own behavior only enhances that. If you are in the mood, you try to get some affection from literally anyone which irritates him silently, though he has ensured that everyone knows what happens if they touch you. The only option is going to him and even if he is rather awkward with it, he won't allow anyone else to touch you and he might start to understand why Milluki is so eager to pet you when you starts purring for him. Illumi starts focusing on your cat-like personality more since he realizes that it's a way to gain your attention and affection more which mirrors in the presents he gives you as a sign of his love.

Chrollo Lucilfer

📖He's always expressed curiosity in the nature of other people and the same definitely counts for his s/o as well. Especially since they are an animal hybrid he is interested whether or not the typical character of a cat is part of his darling's personality and he, frankly spoken, enjoys figuring his darling out. He never gets bored though, he finds it all rather endearing if he might say so himself. Chrollo is someone who wants to tame you if you're his darling and ironically or not you just happen to be half of an animal. Cats are known to have their own heads and do what they want to do which makes the whole thing much more interesting for Chrollo. He likes to explore your character and figure out how he can insert his own will slowly and steadily into you. Witnessing how you start to let your guard slowly down when he is around and how you stop hissing and baring your claw and teeth threateningly against him is a sweet reward for him. Patience and observation always pays off after all.

📖Since you literally have a human and animal side on you, it's best for him to explore both sides equally and use both aspects to his advantage. Humans and animals might not be that different in the end though. A attached cat is known to get rather cuddly with their owner and enjoy their attention and pets so he knows very well that he has won you over the moment you start seeking him out for touches. Chrollo wouldn't necessarily call you his "pet" in the typcial sense, you're more like a precious treasure of his he wants to keep close to him until he is unable to do so. At the same time he's ready to use whatever is effective to not let you think of anyone else that isn't him. He puts his own pleasure above yours if he wants, is willing to indulge in what you want if it is a sign that you love and trust him enough. He forbids other members of the Phantom Troupe to touch you at first though since he plans to use your touch-starved side, whether stirring from the human or cat inside of you, against you so that you can only really go to him for any sort of touches.

Machi Komacine

🪡Machi is a strict type and I don't really see her wanting to dehumanize her darling as her "pet", Neko be damned. You have to keep in mind that Machi is despite her sharp and rude attitude someone who cares much for her darling to the point where she worries for them due to their hybrid blood. If it's possible, she would like to avoid kidnapping her darling so she has to worry a bit about how others will react to you being different than the majority. She wouldn't admit it instantly, but she cares a lot more than she might show at first. It's not like you are a damsel in distress, you have literal claws to defeat yourself with after all. Machi is a cautious woman though and her little secret she keeps from you adds another layer of worries for her to think about. She wants to treat you like an equal to her and others, especially since you might have experienced bullying and a treatment like that of a cat that anyone can touch when they feel like it already. She works to gain your trust.

🪡She's very willing to defend her s/o from anyone who thinks that they can harass them just like that, fear this pink-haired woman everyone. Your personality that resembles a cat causes her to worry sometimes a bit as well, even with your enhanced senses and strength. You chase after things that awaken your curiosity, climb on high things and your playful attitude can lead to problems sometimes as well. Some aspects of your cat-like behavior might be a little bit weird, she never calls you out for it since she understands that this is just part of your very nature. Sometimes she does scold you, mainly when you got yourself a bir ruffled up though. Machi is not known to be a cuddler so she gets positively flustered and embarrassed whenever you want to canoodle with her by rubbing your body boldly against hers or just climb on her lap. She wants to keep her tough act together after all, her facade has to crumble eventually before she gives in and indulges your cat-side.

Shuu Tsukiyama

🍷Dear people, I present you...the drama king himself. Truth be told, Shuu is just totally over the top with literally every action he takes. He sees his darling in a role where he has to play the prince to save them since they obviously have to be saved. Even with you not being a ghoul who has to devour humans, you are still a freak in the eyes of the public at best and at worst another monster that has to be examined. He does you a favor by taking you with him and you should be grateful to him, even if he did all of it totally out of his own selfish desires. If we're talking about him still being the sadistic, little piece of shit it might very well end with him not only physically tormenting you due to you being a rare species and for that tasting very unique, but also mentally ending up teasing and mocking you and your cat-like appearance like the ears and the tail. Tsukiyama is such a wild card during the first few stages of his obsession so you have every right to prepare to clah with him and it isn't until his father appears that things change for you.

🍷The struggle to hide your real self out of fear to be hunted down and killed is something Mirumo understands, both ghouls and you as a Neko can't do anything against the way you were born after all. On top of that the way Tsukiyama has treated you as a partner is unacceptable and so the life-altering lesson starts with the end result that Shuu turns into one of the most clingy and smothering guys ever. Suddenly it's all about spoiling you and keeping you happy instead of the constant fear of him wanting to take a bite out of you. I'd say that it's likely that it really might look like Shuu treats you like a pet, that is not quite the truth though. His father would never accept that for beginners and at this rate Tsukiyama himself has literally become a worshipper. Blame it on his overly affectionate side that some people might gain the wrong impression. The guy just loves to drown his darling gifts and affection and he finds the purrs you make adorable.

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere illumi #yandere illumi zoldyck #yandere chrollo #yandere chrollo lucilfer #yandere machi #yandere machi komacine #yandere tokyo ghoul #yandere tsukiyama #yandere shuu tsukiyama

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zackcrazyvalentine · 3 years

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I hope i'm not late for the screenshots thingy!

Here's who i got!

(i got lucky cause Epel and Idia are my faves LMAO)

And for the theme, maybe them reacting to MC cooking them meals from their world? Or maybe them visiting MC's world with them? You choose!

(romantic btw!)

LET'S GET THIS BREAD!!! I'm sorry it took some time to get out

I'll do a half and half~

Let's go!

~ Other Worldly ~

With: Epel Felmier, Idia Shroud, Vil Schoenheit, Jack Howl, and MC

Them reacting to MC cooking food from their world, and visiting MC's world

First off, let me start by saying that a good 3/4 of these characters are super picky(? with their food, Vil and Idia being the most critical (according to what Master Chef events tell us)

Hope you have some super cooking skills and/or premium ingredients at hand! ^^''

Some headcanons didn't come out too romantic orz

🍎 Epel Felmier 🧹

Foreign dishes

Epel noticed the peculiar cooking going on in Ramshackle after visiting one time

While he may be critical of ingredients and overall resulting taste, Felmier is curious to try new things (specially if it's in big portions, unlike Pomefiore's dinners)

He approaches MC shily, asking if he could have a taste of what they were eating at the time

"Sure, no problem! In fact, let me cook some for you fresh!"

Before he could even protest to get them to stop, the Prefect already got to work

He tries to help, but MC shoots him down and tells him to patiently wait

Epel's appetite and curiosity are increasing with every second

Once the food's ready to be savored, he digs right in! And will provide some feedback about what he liked about it, what it reminds him of, and if needed be points out what he thinks it lacked

Eager to try out more of the food MC was accustomed to eating back in their world!

Visiting a far away land

EPEL IS PUMPED!!! FIELD TRIP TO A LAND HE'S NEVER SEEN OR HEAD ABOUT, UNLESS IT'S FROM MC'S MOUTH!!

He's eager to visit all the places his love adores! Make some memories and have a blast discovering the place such a wonderful person comes from

He wants to know how their two worlds differ, how a world without magic unfolds before his eyes

Let's be honest: this boy right here is excited to wreck havoc in supermarket and fast food places' parking lots. Y'all probably woke up at 3am once and decided to go scream and mess around at your nearest McDonald's parking lot

Please show him vine compilations, I'm positive Epel will love to get to know the humor of this world (although he once used a vine reference when talking with a cashier once, thinking it was common knowledge for everyone in MC's world)

Out of the four guys here, Epel is the one most open to improvised plans

Eager to try out any strange fruits and vegetables, interesting snacks and bizarre cookie flavors that catch his eye

"How can your world have such specific flavors? Rosemary garlic jalapeño bread chips? How???"

💀 Idia Shroud 💙

Foreign dishes

MC probably brought some of their homemade food over to Idia's dorm after getting concerned that this boy's diet heavily relies in junk food and sweets, and when he does eat it's a very small portion

So in MC comes and asks Idia if he would like to try some food they prepared, one of their favorite dishes

At first, Idia is very reluctant, saying how he doesn't feel hungry

But the Prefect has a trick under their sleeve: a crestfallen expression with an adorable pout

Seeing them having a meal on their own while occasionally sighing sadly has the flaming haired boy debating what he should do

Then a memory of Ortho's voice resounds in his skull: "Meals are typically shared between people to develop or strengthen a bond. If you want to win [Name]'s heart, you should take them out for dinner."

That and he can't deny the contents of that container in their hands look appetizing

Shroud finally accepts and brings you over to Ignihyde's kitchen to grab a couple of plates

He's hesitant, but takes a nice first bite of food. Chews it carefully as he analyses the taste, texture, consistency

"I've never tasted something like this before. What is it?"

"One of my favorite dishes, [food name]!"

Silence followed, "Huh? I-I'm afraid I have... never heard of it..." He said

"Yeah, Ace and Sebek said the same when I introduced them to it. Makes me believe this is something only seen back in my world."

A nice chat develops and, before they know it, the food's gone and Idia himself ate a nice amount of it

It's in the walk back to his dorm, when they're enveloped in a nice comfortable silence, pinkies entwined, that MC confesses they purposefully did all that out of concern for how much he eats

It ensues some light pushing-and-pulling around and tickling, him saying how that was a tactic well taught out, but also saying how he eats just fine and they shouldn't worry about that. You know, light banter between a loving couple

That dish ends up in Idia's list of favorites. He has asked Mc to bring it with them a couple of times when they hang out together and play games

Visiting a far away land

Frankly, he's curious and very nervous about this trip

MC of course is aware of Idia's dislike of crowds and being out in public, so they prepared a nice and calm trip for him

Visiting the less frequented parts of town, quiet cafés (cat cafés!! because those normally have controlled influx of costumers for the kitties' safety), couple of history museums, supermarkets late at night for snack runs, lots of staying at home to play a plethora of videogames and watch many anime series and movies

He's amazed at the variety of games MC's world has, and is also surprised by how some titles are similar to those he likes to play. Same goes for some anime series

While he appreciates how the Prefect tries to show him what their world and society there is like, he much more prefers their stay at home time

He gets to cuddle with them in their room! Their actual legit room with many memories of their life!

He may not look like it, but Idia likes to snoop around and ask what this or that photo, a toy or poster is about and what memories they hold

Honestly, Shroud came over to his lover's world to know about their life, not so much to learn about the world as a whole

Baby pictures, photo albums, the occasional video of their childhood, diaries and old Valentine's cards, he looks through and reads them all!

He will treasure every bit of information he learns about his partner and their life in this world. Probably takes one of their baby pictures with him back to Twisted Wonderland

👑 Vil Schoenheit 🍎

Foreign dishes

Vil is the hardest to convince to try your food out of this group, no doubt

He does know MC cooks, and knows that some of their dishes are uncommon, but the model has yet to asked them for a taste

It takes one brave "Do you want some?" for the model to finally have a taste of the food

He's very hesitant, you can see it clear in his expression, but it all fades away after the first bite

He will openly state if he likes it or not and why

"Perhaps you have other dishes that suit my fancy better? Come on, I want you to show me more."

He genuinely does want to taste more of those unique dishes

Visiting a far away land

Eager to take a little vacation to a world full of opportunities

I see Vil as someone who would like to visit the most prestigious places (though MC will have to tone it down and remind him they don't have an unlimited amount of money to spend)

Art museums and a couple theatre plays are his go-to, along with nice restaurants, popular cafés, and lovely parks to have a picnic on (he jumps into the idea of attending one of those outdoor cinema projections, those are probably his favorite because he gets to cuddle with his lover under the night sky while a movie plays)

He will want to learn about the history of MC's world and the way society, politics work there

He gets word of the horrible things that happened and the threat of climate change, human rights violations and he will want to take action to protest against it

Okay, but Vil will get along so well with the Prefect's younger siblings and mother/aunts/fem guardian if they have one

Get ready to have him judge favorite makeup products. Prefect better lead him away from the beauty and skincare sections of farmacias and supermarkets

All in all, having Vil over to their world allowed MC to visit many nice fancy-ish places and allowed them to enjoy some simple things they forgot

A wonderful person to have by your side in any world and universe~

🐺 Jack Howl 💛

Foreign dishes

With his fine sense of smell, Jack detected the food MC was preparing for their little date was something unfamiliar

"What's that? Something new?"

Yet MC tries to keep the surprise until the plates are presented and served

Seeing the smile on their face, Jack can't help but think that this dish will taste wonderful due to the love shining on their face

"This is [dish name], one of my favorites back in my world. Haven't seen it offered in the cafeteria, so I decided to try my hand and prepare it for you, Jackie!"

First bite, fluffy tail wagged. He compliments their cooking with a smile before diving in for a couple morsels

Jack isn't too picky, he enjoys food truthfully

I think he will be curious about the story behind the dish and why his love categorizes it as a favorite. Ingredients, techniques, tell him all about it!

I'm sure this boy will be happy to try more of the unique dishes found in a world ways away from his!

Visiting a far away land

A visit to his partner's world, huh? Well, Jack is certainly excited to see what sort of outdoor activities and exploring can be done in this new place!

Dates with Howl in the Prefect's world will consist of visiting natural parks, gardens, forest trails, perhaps do some fishing or bird watching

Jack grew up with snow as a constant. He would like to explore the winter sports scene in this foreign world (if MC lives somewhere with snow/with designated paces on which to practice said sports)

Aside from these outdoor sporty visits, the wolf would like to attend concerts or maybe a local team's game

However, he soon finds out these events aren't suited for his acute hearing (poor baby 😭)

So he's content with spending time inside MC's house, get to know their family a little, look through their family pictures, and have pleasant late afternoon walks in the nearby park

Something as simple as going out for icecream is tremendously pleasant with Jack by your side

(but poor MC if they aren't athletic or into nature because this big puppy will drag them to loooots of nature watching dates asdfg)

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Ngl, this prompt was a little hard to fulfill. I'm well aware this isn't the most romantic, but hope it was enjoyable

Thank you for your request!

and sorry again for taking long

#zask #twisted wonderland #loading screen headcanons #epel felmier #idia shroud #vil schoenheit #jack howl #twst x reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland x reader

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theanonymousfoxsimp · 3 years

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I'm awake at a horrible time of the night due to fireworks and idiots setting them off where I live so time to pass the time with a few fics

In my fics,all dragons have the ability to turn human-alduin is around more 6ft breaking 7ft tall,black hair,pale af,red eyes,a stubble going on and he has fangs. As reinerated,all of my y/ns are more heavyset and thick but very strong.

Oh how the tides turn

Alduin x tired dragonborn!reader(ftm)

This has some 18+ content so back off if you don't like it

It was horrible,the days fighting and training for hours on end to satisfy the war-to turn the tides and frankly you didn't give a skeevers ass if anyone got the crown. All you wanted was a nap,with the impending doom of fighting alduin for the world wasn't helping your case. You were the dragonborn,a powerful being who had a destiny to destroy the world eater but-your inner dovah had other things in mind.

This is where he landed you,at the throat of the world with parthunaax assisting and humming a deep song to sooth your headache. You always loved the older dovah, he felt like your only friend who understood how frustrated you were. You ranted to him about how you really hated your destiny and you didn't care how the war went. You even revealed you didn't want to murder alduin,more than you wanted to admit-the world eater was strange around you. Sometimes durring fights as he resurrected his old generals,he would tease about feeling your dovah yearning for something in him,it sent you home with a tomato red face after sparing the dragon you fought.

You had always believed in sparing the dovah,your inner self hated killing them-you stole the souls from previous owners and even the greybeards at times since of you admitting your hatred to killing the dovah. Parthunaax was happy about this,the blades would've called for you if you hadn't made it abundantly clear that you'd have no contact with people who wanted to murder this ancient sentient species.

You were lost in thought,hidden underneath parthunaax's wing whilist thinking. He hid you from the elementals, his natural warmth keeping you from freezing even if your inner dovah had tried to keep you warm-but even you liked the cold. How many hours you spent playing in the snow,training in the harsh element while in horribly thing clothing had gotten you sick many times but you didn't care-it felt as natural as wanting to sit on a mountian and muse within your own thoughts.

The muffled thump on the snow and a growl of displeasure from a newcomer broke you out of your thoughts. Parthunaax held you underneath his wing,silently hoping you would understand to keep hidden but your inner dovah had other plans. You could tell from how he pulled and attempted to take control to show who was there-not your red scaley friend odavakin or durneviir(hoping I spell them right) ,it was alduin. He and parthunaax were echanging words in the dragon tounge,something you weren't fluent in but understood since you hated to admit-you were more dragon than joor,more dovah than human.

(For the sake of everyone here,this will be in english but anytime a world is like this (insert some random words) rather than how the font is now,it is dragon tounge)

"I can sense the dragonborn,where is he?" Alduin had sneered,parthunaax only shook his head as if he didn't know he was hiding the dragonborn underneath his wing.

"I do not know but he is not here,you must find your foe somewhere else-you do not understand he is not ready,he does not want to be ready so he won't show himself" the wise dragon hummed,completely unaffected by how his brother snorted smoke out of his nose out of frustration.

Oh how your inner dovah soared,how he felt when the eater of worlds spoke. You never wanted to admit that feeling,you both were born enemies-as much as you didn't want to fight him,you had to.

The black dragon,now clearly frustrated and angry had lashed his tail and sent snow flying in the old dragons face-which he used the wing that was hiding you to block the powdery substance from blinding him painfully. The small moments you were shown had made the other dragon rear back with almost a smug look on his scaley face. He knew you were there,a poor attempt at hiding since you clearly didn't want to talk to him, let alone fight.

"Hello little dragonborn" he mused,he did not attempt to come forward to bite your head off just yet,you had no armour and he deemed it an unfair advantage to himself. He wanted to defeat you fairly,with armour that would help assist you in battle.

"Hello...alduin" your mind raced,you were stuck wide eyed and scared that he would charge. The few moments it took your shout to be heard-"become etheral" it was. Your form blue while you ran by the scaley dragon and launched yourself off the mountain since you knew you wouldn't be harmed. Alduin found this attempt rather amusing,his tail whacking you back onto the mountiantop to keep you there. You landed in the snow with a small "omph",head spinning as you sprawled out on the snow with a dazed look.

"I came here to fight but..it would be unfair" the world eater muttered,he wasn't such a fool to take advantage of this position of advantage. He himself had a sense of pride,defeating a powerful dragonborn but he also had another plan,a last minute one he made up on the flight here after gathering information about you. He even easedropped on some of the conversation with parthunaax as you ranted about your horrible destiny.

Your inner dovah seemed to scream at the contact,if you had a tail then it would be wagging like a happy khajiit. Alduin peered down at you,head tilted as you scrambled up to grab your bag. Hastily throwing on battered armour then grabbed your bow and arrows. You looked exhausted but nonthless ready for a fight,perhaps he would go easy or give you a few advantages since he could not be defeated here.

"Fight me alduin" your voice heavy with exhaustion, pushing your body to the limits as alduin dipped his head at the challange then took off into the air. A dragonic roar filled your ears,a shout-one he used in helgen to make rocks of fire rain down. His mockery filled the air,a few remarks on how weak you are and how your inner dovah could never compair to one of the weakest dragons.

The fight continued on,alduin not loosing a bit of energy while you visibly slowed down from the exhaust-so he attempted his newfound last minute plan. Perhaps this would work-to sway the tides in his favor since of his new information about the dragonborn.

"You are too weak to fight me dovakin,the waves of war and politics drain you and you are too weak to even fight that" he drawled in the air. Parthunaax knew what he was doing but could not stop it as he had to avoid the raining rocks of fire,eventuality being forced to fly away from the mountian he dearly loved.

Your mind was tired,voice and throat raw from the way you forced your body to avoid the cooldown of another shout. Pushing yourself to the limits,you used dragonrend on him,forcing the dovah to land with a screech. It was weak but could bring him down,he didn't attack however-only taking careful steps near your fatigued form.

He could see the dark circles underneath your eyes,how your ribs showed from the lack of food,the scars that were white against your scarily pale skin. He could sense your dovah yearning for his help,he could see how desperately you just wanted to sleep.

"Give in dragonborn,you are too weak to keep fighting. Tell me dovakin,what do you wish to achieve once you drain yourself? Kill yourself from exuasting yourself too far and loose humaity that way" The dragon said slowly,your head spun at the rumble in his deep voice. Something clicked in your head, a terryfing grin on your face as you dropped the bow and threw off the helmet on your head.

"I just want to fucking sleep for akatosh'a sake! I didn't want this destiny,I was happy until the people took me from crossing the border. I could give less of a damn how humanity is,I could give less of a skeevers ass if you ate the world. I just want to sleep,I was forced into a destiny I didn't even WANT!" You shouted angrily,it was all true,damn the stormcloaks and empire to oblivion if it meant you could sleep.

"Dovakin-" he started,you interupted him with a manic laugh.

"I even thought of offering to join you,I doubt you would need my pathetic help but I'd want to be freed-my inner dovah,he dosen't like this,he hated fighting his own kind and now I'm being pitted against the most powerful one of all. I don't care what you would do,as long as I'm left alone to do what I want this time,not what ulfric wants,not what tulius wants." You strained,now close to crying and sobbing out as you dropped to your knees infront of the dragon.

Alduin was speechless,he heard how frustrated you were,even your inner dovah screaming out in hatred for humanity as he listened to you. He had a destiny-to destroy you but he knew destiny could be turned into anyones favor. You were too busy sobbing into the snow to realize that the dovah had changed-how his scales formed into black ebony armour. Horns protruded from his head,wings spread out behind him while a tail thrashed about in the snow.

He was a stranger to comfort,he would offer you a swift and easy death but absorbing your soul would give him your pain and grief that he didn't want. He stepped closer,knealing down to place a hand onto your back while your balled up hands were burried into the snow. You rambled about hating yourself,other things such as hating your feelings towards the world eater,that what was catching his attention.

"Dragonborn-what do you mean " hatred of feelings towards alduin"?" He asked,a bit confused and clueless on how you looked up with a face full of shock he heard that. You let out a startled gasp,the tall nord smiling as you took in his new form- apparently parthunaax never told you about dragons being able to do this.

"You'd mock me like you'd always do,oh having feelings for the dovah god I'm meant to destroy. 'Oh y/n,you can't have feelings for the evil dragon or you'd be called a traitor!" Or how you mock me for my inner dovah wanting to be with you of all things. I could've choosen ulfric stormcloak but no,I want you of all things" you ranted. Face red from the tears you wiped away in favor of your defeated laughter.

The words shocked him once again,alduin deep in thought before standing up to hoist your smaller body against his. He was warm,like a fire in the fireplace at your home,breezehome was nearby-he acquired that information from your scaley red friend after he exposed how odavakin was put in an akward position that would humuliate him if the others knew.

It shocked you when he picked you up but nonthless you didn't move in fear he would drip you. Your heart was flipping at the close contact,the warmth that lulled you to a small short slumber as he flown you both to your handmade home. He had to duck down to enter the house,armour taken off in favor of not poking you as he set you down in your main room as you slept.

You slept for a short amount of time,your body missing the warmth of alduin and it forced you awake to find him reading in a chair next to you. You were too tired to think properly,you gripped his shirt snd weakly tugged on it to get his attention. Ruby eyes scanned you,an uncertian look crossed his face as you tugged again,mumbling "join me" as your eyes closed again.

He thought of how funny this scenario would be if someone walked in,the world eater and dragonborn underneath the sheets snuggled together. His pride didn't let him let this down,he had tamed his foe and swayed destiny into his favor this once and he hoped it would stay that way-even if it cost him his dignity as he slipped into the bed with you after discarding his shirt. You snuggled close to his body,the warmth encasing you when he wrapped his arms around your body to pull you close into his embrace. A low purr came out from you,a happy dovah as you practically snuggled with now your assumed ex-enemy. The purring sound made alduin chuckle,his heart doing small flips as a blush spread across his face.

"A word to anyone about this and I'll neuter you" you mumbled,a threat that startled him but he would tease you later. He rubbed your head,a soothing action that made you press into his body more. A small laugh escaped your mouth as you manuvered yourself on top of the world eater,his face confused at the sudden action but he didn't complain when you brought your head down to rest it on his chest.

The kicker here? Both yours and his bodies seemed to click together,like a key in the lock or icing on the sweetrolls he would bother you about later. You mumbled a small "goodnight" before falling asleep in the dragons arms.

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A grunt of pain is what awoke you,you were placed onto the bed with a pilliw in your arms while alduin wandered around to find extra clothing. He just wore a torn pair of pants that didn't look to fit him,you sat up on your arms and sleepily pointed at a wardrobe in the corner. The wardrobe filled with oversized clothing you'd steal over the years before your dragonborn mantle fell on you. He grunted a small "thanks" as he changed into a pair of loose trousers,still not putting on a shirt as he crawled back into the bed beside you.

You had a thought,one to quell your inner dovah yelling to have him then and there. Your mind before these moments often wandered to the dragon ravishing you sometimes before this had happened. Your love life was horrible,almost always attracting men who wanted you only for your title.

You took a moment,waiting for him to settle down in the bed while facing you. He pulled you close,covers pulled over the both of you as he mumbled a small "thanks" for the clothing. You leaned up,nose brushing against his sharp jawline and stubble so you could move to plant a quick and swift kiss on his surprisingly soft lips.

Alduin broke,he didn't understand why you did that-or why his heart yelled out for you to do it again. His face flushed,a look of shock on his face that made you laugh and pull yourself closer to him. His tail thumped against the bed like a happy dog,it having a mind of its own as you peppered light kisses along his jawline-specifically avoiding his lips in favor of watching him give you a frustrated looked whenever your lips brushed against his.

"What are you doing?" He asked,confused but wanting more and more of your attention.

"It's called a kiss alduin,have you never had one?" You asked. He shook his head no then explained he was simply too occupied by his own mantle to even take on a mate-let alone have this kind of attention from anyone.

"Well that is going to change...unless you don't want it,then I'll stop if its bothering you-" you started,your words muffled when he pressed his lips back to yours. His fangs nipped at the corner of your mouth in a teasing manner,nonthless finding your shocked reaction funny.

(Warning to those who don't like smut,don't continue past this point,there is a point where it stops and I say you can continue reading if you don't want to see smut)

"You want to play this game? I can play it" you said in a low teasing tone,flipping you both so you sat on top of him in his lap. He sat up,propped back against a few pillows he hogged durring the long nap you both took. Your hand trailed down the scars that littered his chest,even teasingly brushing against the small sensitive peaks on his chest. His ruby eyes glowed in the dark,the both of you blessed with the nocturnal sight dovah had. You saw how flustered he became when your hips rolled back against his,a triumph look when you felt the telltale poke on your rump that he wanted this as much as you did.

"Tell me you want this alduin" you muttered lowly into his ear,his hands gripping your thighs harsh enough to leave a bruise once morning comes. You growled lowly in responce,biting his neck softly then said for him to use words or you would stop and go to sleep then and there.

"I do not understand why you need this verbally but I want this as much as you do dragonborn-"

"Y/n"

"I want this as much as you,y/n" his voice was deeper,the way your name rolled off his tounge was foul and downright sinful. His hands grabbed the meat of your ass,urging you to roll your hips again as he captured your mouth in a fight for dominance.

He loved the small stubborness that your dovah had,it showed more when you attempted to take control of the moment and stripped your trousers off. A wonderful day to not wear undergarments,it equally shocked him as much as enticed him to flick a finger down below to play with your sensitve bud. He took control of the sitation quite easily when you went limp into his arms,you craved his tounge and touch as he rubbed slow circles on your bud. Your hips twitched and rolled into his touch,urging him but he kept going at a leisurely pace. He found this funny,watching your frustrated look as he kept teasing you.

"I thought you were eager to dominate alduin"you muttered into the kiss. He pulled back slightly to look at you,eyes half lidded and mouth slightly open while your chest rose and fell from the neediness inside of you.

"Yes but I like playing with what is mine,to take you slowly apart and to put you back together in such a pleasant requires a little bit of exploring" he muttered then pulled his hands back so he could lift you up as he pulled his trousers off. No loin underneath it,the cloth too tight against him which was ripped off much earlier after you fell asleep.

He was quite big,even for a nord-he looked like he wouldn't fit at all even with prep. You'd make it fit,whether it was painful or not at first since he is your first-saving sex for a moment with someone who wouldn't just up and leave you in the morning.

"I see that look,will you be okay?" He asked,concerned but amused as you stared at his length.

"With prep, yes,without prep? No. You are my first so it will still hurt" you said truthfully. He found this information exciting, his inner dovah happy at being your first for this since he wouldn't bear the thought of another person touching you. He nodded at your words, fingers already slick from playing with your bud,even when he slipped one in-it was an easy go at first. Adding a few more fingers was a bit harder,having to wait for the pain of the stetch to die down.

For a man who didn't have any experience in bed,he was certainly blessed with a wonderful knowledge of how to please someone. You blamed the gods on this but thanked them quietly in your head when the pain left and he explored you. Whenever he found your sensitive spot,your walls tightened and your mouth opened with a quiet moan. He liked the sound, he wanted more and greedily he aimed for that spot everytime he rubbed the inside of your walls.

Your legs felt weak,arms noodles against alduin as he stroked you from the inside,your end closer and closer-until he stopped when you were about to be thrown over the edge. He lifted your hips,his length slowly entering you,stopping whenever you needed to since he was well endowed but still hurt nonthless.

He didn't know what to do next so you took the lead as you sank down fully onto his length. His face scrunched up from the tight warmth, resiting the urge to fuck up into you as your rolled your hips into his with eagerness. Your speed determined by how your thighs and knees burned from taking this control,occasionally boucning up and down before stopping entierly to stop alduin from bursting so early.

He hated being teased so he snapped his hips up into yours,length buried deep in you as the harshness of the thrust sent you into his chest. It felt right to do this,to have one hand on the soft plushness of your rump as his hips snapped up with the urge to release into you. The sounds you let out only increased when he found that spot within and aimed for it everytime he fucked up into you.

Dovah didn't breed this way normally but due to your lack of a dovah form for the moment,he had to deal with it this way. Finding out that muttering dirty praises into your ears earned him a flustered but needy look. Your inner dovah loved this,purring durring the moment as your mind screamed for him to not stop.

He didn't stop,not even when you came before him,wall clenching down and wamrth spilling down his length as you came with a scream of his name. He flipped the both of you over,legs spread open as he fucked into you with a purpose. The overstimulation causing your thighs and legs to shake as he held them tightly,moving them to close around his hips while his hands pinned yours on either side of your head.

Your name rolled off of his tounge in a sinful manner as he came,hips stilling as he emptied himself inside of you. He didn't pull out,he didn't want to at all and you had no energy to fight it. Your body was exuasted,sweat rolling off both yours and his body as you both had to catch your breath.

"Bite me" you said suddenly. He looked shock,so you repeated what you said.

"Oh?" He smirked,you knew he wouldn't be gentle but even then that didn't stop the small gasp when he bit down into your neck several times. Each time he drew blood,he would lick up the scarlet beads and hum when your visibly reacted to a bite. One particularly harsh bite had you rolling your hips against him in a way that spurred him for another round,his mind reeling from pure joy when you suddenly bit into his neck in return,leaving a mark that would undoubtedly stay as a scar as he left a similar one to mark you.

"Was that satisfying?" He asked with a chuckle,now gently flipping you both over so he could have you pressed into his chest as he layed back against the bed.

(SMUT STOPS HERE,FLUFF CONTINUES)

"Yes,I'd ask to do it again if I could feel my legs" you laughed out softly. Pride swelled in the older dovah,his arm wrapping around you while the other reached down to pull the covers on top of you both.

"Y'know if someone said I'd fuck the most evil dragon in the world and enjoy it,I'd call them a nutjob but now I enjoy it" you said in a teasing manner,he laughed at it as you let out a few tired laughs.

"Rest now dragonborn,we have a long day ahead of us" he said. He wasn't tired,he could go all night if he wanted to but he didn't force you. You were visibly tired,eyes already closed while your breathing became slower when you fell asleep in his arms. He pressed a gently kiss to your temple,wondering how he managed to do this-but didn't want to change this. He hoped in the upcoming years,you wouldn't regret this. He'd strive to be a good mate,he was a god nonthless but something that was his was much more important-even if it was his enermy turned lover. Akatosh may be watching and laughing, but he didn't care,only caring about you at the moment as he fell asleep with you in his tight protective embrace.

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Blessed y'all with a long fic,hope you enjoyed it. I had to make it long so the plot of the fic had to make sense. I really love writing this scaley bastard,this is the type of dragonborn I am-tired and really just wants a nap.

#alduin x reader #skyrim #skyrim x reader #alduin #hope yall like fuckinf a dragon

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valwentinefics · 3 years

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Instincts - Helmut Zemo x F!Reader (omegaverse) 18+

Plot: Y/n, an unmated omega, forgets to get a refill of her suppressants, sending her into her heat while at work. Luckily for her notorious criminal and alpha Helmut Zemo is hiding out in the backroom. (Takes place after episode 4 of tfatws)

A/n: First of all I’m sorry, second of all I’m sorry, third of all, You’re welcome. This is my first time writing omegaverse so it’s probably not the best and I haven’t read an omegaverse fic in a hot minute. Sorry my smut is always so short, I really gotta work on that.

Warnings: smut, normal a/b/o things, possessive dirty talk, mentions of omegas being harmed, mentions of fear of being assaulted. (if i missed anything please let me know)

As an unmated omega, Y/n knew well of the dangers of the world. Everywhere she looked alphas lurked around looking for their own omega, a rare thing to have in this society. Although omegas were coveted and prized they were still at the bottom of the hierarchy and were expected to be subservient to whatever alpha marked them, a thought that terrified Y/n. Stories of alphas that harmed omegas were sickeningly common, and with everyone plastering on fake kindness in hopes to place their mark on her neck, Y/n was terrified she would end up a statistic.

Suppressants were Y/n’s saving grace, an illegal method to mask her true nature from the world and pose as a beta where she could live her life peacefully, something she could never do as an omega. If she were to get caught she could face serious time in a correctional facility built just for omegas to learn their place in the world, and so every day was filled with caution and fear.

“God I look like shit.” Y/n’s heavy eyes looked at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, the bags under her eyes deep and only looking worse due to the harsh fluorescent light buzzing away above her. The illegal suppressants had many side effects ranging from life threatening to mildly troublesome, but the one that affected Y/n most was the inability to fall asleep. Each night was spent tossing and turning, her body feeling restless.

Sluggishly Y/n grabbed her concealer, dabbing it on beneath her eyes, her hands shaking with exhaustion. She finished with a sigh, running her hands through her hair to remove any major knots. She didn’t have the energy to fully go through her hair, not seeing the point. She was hidden as a beta anyways, no one would give her a second glance. Y/n opened the medicine cabinet, looking for the white box of suppressants, only to not find it anywhere. Her stomach sank as she realized she forgot to get her refill yesterday. It would be fine though, she hoped. She had gone without them before and hadn’t gone in heat, surely it would be the same thing this time, but for some reason there was a nagging feeling in her mind it wouldn’t be.

Y/n grabbed her perfume, spraying it on herself. The scent was cinnamon, similar to her natural scent as an omega, but it had the slight acrid scent of being a perfume. She hoped that would be enough to convince the alphas she passed by that she was just a beta wearing perfume. It wasn’t something she used often, only when her overtired brain didn’t remember to get the refill of her suppressants.

“That's good enough, I hope.” Y/n mumbled to herself. She smoothed out her short sundress, the light flowy fabric ending at her mid thigh. It was her favourite dress, she felt and knew she looked cute in it. Y/n didn’t like to wear things like this often, she didn’t want the attention of anyone, but frankly she felt like shit and needed the joy looking nice brought her.

The walk to the flower shop had Y/n’s body feeling hot, however she assumed it was the warm weather, not wanting her paranoia to make her miss work. The flower shop she owned was Y/n’s only source of income and it wasn’t a bad one at that. It was common for alpha’s to come in and buy bouquets to give to the first omega they see on the streets in an attempt to woo them. That was another reason Y/n refused to accept her status as an omega. Every bit of romance was just disingenuous. Alpha’s only wanted to have the honour of being chosen by an omega, they didn’t care about who that omega was. However, Y/n was happy it paid her bills.

The day went by smoothly until closing time when Y/n turned off the open sign, the neon light no longer lighting up the darkening street outside. As she grabbed her keys to leave a sharp pain went through her abdomen, causing a gasp to escape her throat. She rested a hand on the painful area, eyes wide. She should have listened to her instincts, she should have stayed home, but she didn’t and now she was going into heat in her store. Y/n paced, her mind running at a hundred miles an hour as she tried to figure out what to do. She couldn’t go home, walking would be near impossible for her with her heat approaching fast. She would have to wait it through in her shop with no relief.

“Oh fuck…” Y/n groaned in pain, leaning against the wall. She knew she had to find something to eat to get the strength to get through this. With shaky steps she headed to the back, her hand glued to her abdomen as if that would alleviate her pain. As she approached the door to the back room her blood went cold, her nose picking up the faint scent of an alpha through the thick door.

She debated opening it. Her instincts were telling her to open it and get his help with the heat, her brain told her it could be dangerous. Eventually decided to confront him, to ask what he was doing and maybe for his help getting home if he didn’t seem too awful. With her keys clutched between her fingers just in case, she slowly opened the door, her body almost melting at the scent that wafted to her.

A man dressed in a long coat with a fur collar stared back at her with shock, the scent of pine trees wafting off of him. “Omega…?” He spoke with a Sokovian accented voice. It took Y/n a few moments before the identity of the dangerously handsome man registered in her mind. She had seen him on the news. He was Helmut Zemo, the man who almost single handedly destroyed the Avengers.

Y/n shook her head, forcing herself to concentrate. “You’re Helmut Zemo… What- what are you doing here?” She asked, fixing her posture to appear assertive and trying her best to resist the urge to submit right there. A mixture of fear and arousal was filling her body to the point where she thought she might explode.

“So you’ve heard about me?” He tilted his head slightly. “I needed a place to hide for a bit, I’ve been scoping this place out. You’re the owner, Y/n, correct?” Y/n gulped but nodded, worried about why he was hiding out. “That doesn’t matter right now. Why are you here? It’s not safe for an omega in heat to be out in public.” He scolded as if Y/n didn’t know that. It was odd, having the notorious criminal seem to care about her safety. She wondered what he was trying to achieve, if anything.

“It wasn’t my choice okay?” She snapped, a wave of pain washed over her and she slumped against the door frame with a groan. Zemo got up, moving to her quickly but stopping once Y/n had flinched, worried he was going to try something.

“You need to get home, where’s your car? I'll escort you there.” He said, his voice was strained and Y/n’s eyes couldn’t help but land on the growing bulge in his pants. He was going into a rut which explained his current caring and protective nature. Her mouth watered at the thought of having his cock in her mouth but she tore her eyes away, looking to the side to avoid him.

“I don’t have a car… too expensive.” She groaned out, her breaths growing to pants as she started to overheat, fanning herself with her hand.

Zemo let out a staggered exhale, running his hand through his formerly perfectly done hair. “What’s your address? I’ll bring you there myself.” Y/n was impressed at the amount of self control this alpha had. Even as his rut was beginning he managed to stay calm and collected for the most part, but Y/n knew it was hard for him, sweat ran down his forehead as he strained to keep control.

Reluctantly Y/n told him her address knowing he was her best bet at getting home safely. A whimper escaped her throat as she felt her slick begin to drip down her thigh. She clenched her legs together, desire seeping into every part of her. She wanted the alpha’s knot more than anything she had ever wanted before. She could hardly focus on what Zemo was doing, not noticing he had draped his coat over her and picked her up until they were already out the door.

Zemo didn’t breathe as often as he needed while he walked, trying not to inhale Y/n’s scent as he moved at a quick pace, shooting piercing glares at every passerby that dared look their way. He felt protective over the little omega. His cock strained uncomfortably against his pants as his mind filled with thoughts of mating with her, but he pushed them back, not wanting to take advantage of her. Arriving at the apartment building he used her keys to unlock the door to the humble apartment, locating her room and placing her down on her bed. Y/n took off his coat and offered it back.

“You can keep the jacket for now, I’ll come back for it once you’re done with your heat.” He said, quickly turning around. Y/n’s hand shot out, grabbing his gloved hand.

“Please alpha, don't leave, help me.” She whimpered. Y/n didn’t know where that had come from, but she didn’t regret it, knowing it wasn’t just her heat talking. He was powerful, respectful, not to mention handsome. Everything a good mate should be, even though Y/n knew mating with a dangerous man like him was out of the question. Y/n found herself liking the man despite knowing what he had done and not knowing him long. She knew he would treat her well during her heat, if he accepted.

“Are you sure omega?” He asked, not facing her in fear that he would pounce on her as soon as he saw the desire in her eyes.

“Yes alpha, please…” Y/n whimpered again, giving his hand a small tug. “I need you”

That was all he needed to lose control. Zemo turned around to face her, stalking to the bed as he removed his shirt, straddling Y/n’s warm needy body. Her smaller hands reached out, undoing his belt and palming Zemo’s cock through his pants. Y/n couldn’t help the filthy thoughts that flooded her mind, desire for the dangerous man’s knot consuming her.

Zemo let out a groan, taking off his pants and boxers, letting his painfully hard cock free. Y/n’s eyes were clouded with lust as she leaned forward, mouth open and ready to suck it. He tapped the side of her cheek with his cock, running his hand through her hair and gripping it.

“No liebling, this is about you. I can wait for another time.” He let go of her hair and Y/n laid down, watching the alpha as he took off her panties and put her legs over his shoulders, running his cock slowly up and down her folds and coating itself in her slick, the tip teasing her as it came so close to going in. Y/n let out a little whine, letting him know she was growing impatient. “I apologize omega, it’s rude of me to tease.” He smirked before shoving himself all the way in easily.

Y/n’s toes curled as she let out a loud gasping moan, throwing her head back in pleasure as he began to thrust in and out of her, the position they were in allowing him to reach every part of her with ease. His hands ran up and down her waist as he let out a deep moan. Y/n’s eyes were locked on him as he fucked her deeply, causing her to let out a whimper of pleasure with every thrust.

“Look at you little omega, taking my cock so well.” He reached over to cup her cheek in his hand, rubbing circles into the soft flesh with his thumb. “Does it feel good?” His hand dropped from her cheek and began to rub her clit with just enough roughness to send her over the edge, a loud moan escaping her as she came.

“Yes, fuck! harder, please!” She said between moans, her hands tangling themselves in Zemo’s hair and gripping it as she panted.

Zemo moaned as he re-adjusted her legs on his shoulders, picking up the pace. “This pussy of yours, it’s mine now. I’ll fuck you through this heat and every heat you have next.” He growled, hitting Y/n’s sweet spot, making her cry out in ecstasy.

Y/n felt warm inside at his words. Her pussy clenched around his cock as the stimulation from him rubbing her clit and pounding into her sent her over the edge again, panting as she came hard. He was good at making her feel good, and for once Y/n was glad she was an omega.

“Fuck, you feel so good clenched around me. Do you want my knot in you, little omega? Do you want me to fill you up with my cum?” He asked cockily, receiving a desperate whine from Y/n.

“Please, please, please!” She begged, the only thoughts filling her mind were those of need for his knot buried deep into her.

“How can I refuse... when you’re asking so nicely, liebling.” He spoke between grunts. His thrusts slowly became more sloppy and deep and Y/n knew he was about to cum.

With one last deep thrust Zemo buried his cock all the way into Y/n’s pussy, his knot trapping the two together as he emptied his cum into Y/n. She felt so full in a good way, her breaths heavy with exhaustion as she internally frowned at the thought of Zemo pulling out of her. His knot alleviated the worst of her heat and as she laid there sore and sweaty, her now clearer mind had no regrets about what had happened.

Zemo pulled out after a while, his knot going away. A smile danced on his lips as he saw the cum dripping out of her as he pulled out his cock. Y/n’s eyes fluttered closed as she moved to a more comfortable position on the bed. Zemo grabbed his jacket from the floor, dusting it off and draping it over the omega’s tired form. Hesitantly he hovered over her before pressing a soft kiss on the top of her head, deeply inhaling her scent.

Not wanting to intrude any more, he got dressed and walked over to the couch, exhaustion filling his body as he slumped down onto it, closing his eyes with a smile. He could tell he would need all the rest he could get while he rode out the omega’s heat with her. He was so happy he decided to hide out at that flower shop.

Tags: @peculiar-monstar @lovelyzabrak-meadow @captainsherlockwinchester110283

#a/b/o #omegaverse #zemo x reader #helmut zemo #helmut zemo x reader #baron zemo #baron zemo x reader #zemo #zemo smut

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peach-astrology · 3 years

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Mars in the houses

Mars in the first house:

1)A very strong and brave person.He can be quick-tempered,but due to his perseverance and strong character,he wins competitions and is a good opponent.

2)Depending on the position of Mars in the sign and its aspects,but in any case,a person(karmically)must work hard in life- both in the external world and in the internal,and especially devote a lot of effort to the formation of his personality.

3)People often fall in love with you.You are very inspiring to other people,please don't give up,you are really cool.

4)I noticed that people in this position have unusual facial features.For example,they have thick or unruly hair, freckles,or a sly and strong look.Most often they are high.

5)They value honesty and realism.They don't like to think much about philosophical things.

Mars in the second house:

1)Hardworking and very fond of money.They like to build a successful and long-term career.

2)This arrangement indicates people who are talkative,it is useless to argue with them.They are skilled in mathematics,earn money through real estate,are interested in politics and say frankly what they think.They sing or have the ability to work on the radio.

3)Bad aspects can indicate frequent financial and property crises.A person spends as quickly as he earns.He needs to learn to control his spending.

4)If a person has Mars in Capricorn/Scorpio/Aries,then he is guaranteed monetary success.He is enterprising,active,sees a large number of opportunities around him and uses them one hundred percent.

5)The good aspects point to the comfortable and favorite work of humans.It works not only for money,but also for pleasure.He is proud of himself and his position.

Mars in the third house:

1)Person is impatient.The last thing he likes to do is wait a long time for a response to his messages.Such a person can show pressure in business situations,and often achieves what he wants through courage and a natural gift of persuasion.

2)By the way,often Mars in the 3rd house has a great interest in technology,and therefore can fix a lot himself in the mechanism of a car,motorcycle or bicycle.

3)Good aspects indicate a strong and inquisitive mind,bad aspects indicate poor memory and learning problems.

4)You are witty and completely outspoken,and sometimes tactless.Active intellectual work is suitable for you.

5)If you have a brother or sister,they may have Scorpio/Aries placements.They can also be hot-tempered,get involved in boxing or make a permanent mess at home.

Mars in the fourth house:

1)He knows how to cool his ardor at the right time.They often want to be in charge of the family.They like to do the renovation and decoration of their home.

2)In 99% of cases,they have problems with their parents or family.Their characters are too different.

3)You may have been brought up in harsh or unpleasant conditions,so you have little trust in people and comfort is very important to you.You don't want to repeat the mistakes of your parents,so you can seriously get carried away with books about parenting and going to psychologists.There's nothing wrong with that!

4)With bad aspects,mental disorders and deep mental suffering are possible.Good aspects increase strength and energy,activity and enterprise and create an opportunity to acquire real estate and implement ideas,plans and goals.

5)I often noticed this position in people who worked hard and studied hard to support their families.They are very caring and loving,but they may not show it because of stress or fatigue.

Mars in the fifth house:

1)You love competitions,arguments and adventures.If you are the captain of the team,then you will definitely win.You are able to maintain team spirit and you are comfortable working in a friendly team.

2)The 5th house sometimes points to our children,so I just wish you patience.Your child may be too active or disobedient,try to teach from childhood to love to learn,otherwise there may be problems in the future.It can also be a Sun Aries or Scorpio.

3)In general,you are not boring.Positive aspects indicate that you are the soul of the company or you are often approached to get acquainted.Bad aspects indicate risky and dangerous actions.Think a thousand times before you do something.

4)I'm sorry to frighten you,but my book says that giving birth to such people is very difficult.Carefully monitor your health.

5)You are a sensual and passionate nature.You flirt well,which makes you even more attractive.

Mars in the sixth house:

1)Perfectionists,so they can be trusted with difficult and responsible work.They may be too lazy or too hardworking.They love to thoroughly understand complex mechanisms and processes,they like to process and analyze information,put everything on the shelves,optimize their activities.

2)Their main goal is not money and career growth.It is more important for them to get satisfaction from achievements and results in order to feel happy.

3)This is a born analyst who logically approaches the solution of problems and tasks.Relies on the brain,not the heart,to make decisions.He is a practitioner all the knowledge that he receives in the process of life,immediately applies.

4)He will try to create the most comfortable living conditions for his family.It is important for him to feel stability and be confident in the future.

5)With bad aspects,such people tend to be picky and grumpy.

Mars in the seventh house:

1)An unpleasant position,there is a possibility of a toxic or aggressive partner.Their partner can be a little brash,rude,or rebellious.On the other hand,it often indicates a partner with a lot of energy and plans.He is stubborn and always achieves his goals.

2)His opponents are strong and assertive,and fights with them often end in serious injuries physical or financial.He often gets into trouble and easily gets involved in quarrels.

3)The bad aspects point to divorce.

4)He was used to acting quickly and confidently towards others.Sometimes he shows excessive pressure and strong-willed influence,which is perceived negatively by others.With soft and sensitive people,such a person is not on the way.

5)You are a great competitor,so you can work in politics,sports or business.

Mars in the eighth house:

1)You are very sensitive to the topic of money and probably want to have more of it than you have now.You reach out to people who already have money or obviously want wealth.

2)For bad aspects,I sincerely recommend not taking out loans or spending property or huge amounts of money.There is a high probability of not paying back the debt and spending money on the wind.Read the contracts carefully.

3)Good aspects create a sense of benefit.Such a person knows who to make deals with,he has a profitable and active job.

4)Monitor the health of the genitals.Avoid fire and cutting objects and treat wounds carefully.

5)They like to explore theories and riddles.They are very curious and they like mysticism,they can like detectives.

Mars in the ninth house:

1)You may have been disliked by your teachers because you tend to express your opinions.You are the kings of discussion and know how to defend your point of view.

2)Such people love to learn.They have a broad outlook,but their brain doesn’t immediately understand the explanation,so they often learn in their own way.Sometimes this position indicates self-taught people.

3)Negative aspects indicate short temper and stubbornness.Such people argue for the sake of argument.Positive aspects indicate fairness.Such a person is interested in the opinions of other people and tries to expand their knowledge.

4)Often such people work according to their own regime.They can be freelancers or have a night job.

5)Very good position for businessmen.A person with such a position has good managerial abilities,purposefulness and great vital energy.

Mars in the tenth house:

1)He is very independent and responsible,knows how to make decisions and is not afraid to take the initiative.

2)He can quickly become successful,and then also quickly find himself at the bottom.His life is an endless series of ups and downs.

3)In the negative aspect,Mars makes a person conflicted,aggressive.In a positive aspect,it indicates success.His career is very important to him.But family and personal relationships often take a back seat.

4)Such a person may have a problematic relationship with his mother.

5)They know how to work in competition.In life(with bad aspects),almost all people are seen as enemies.Maybe there was some kind of psychological trauma.

Mars in the eleventh house:

1)You work well in collaboration with others who share your goals,ideals,and intentions.You can inspire people to work towards a common goal.

2)If he is passionate about something,he strives to bring it to the end and get a concrete result.

3)He's friends with all sorts of people.Nationality,level of education and status in society are not important here.The main thing is to have common hobbies,aspirations and desires.

4)Positive aspects indicate the qualities of an excellent organizer.It inspires and appeals to other people.Negative aspects create problems with people.He is often betrayed or deceived.

5)Such a person never adapts to someone.If you have different views on life or different characters,that such people will say goodbye to you.They don't fucking need to change you.

Mars in the twelfth house:

1)Watch your feet very carefully.Wear comfortable shoes,play football carefully and don’t overdo it with the stretch.

2)He doesn’t give the impression of an active and active person.Others often underestimate him.

3)He has a good imagination.He does a lot of his work intuitively.Such a person can’t always explain in words how he came to this result.

4)Very good position for astrologers,fortune tellers or psychics.Their work is often associated with something mystical or creative.They like detective stories and psychology.

5)You may have quite a lot of energy and energy,you lack confidence or just the desire to put yourself and your interests first.Love being alone at work.You like to help.

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dreamteamspace · 3 years

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They really went there huh

/rp (good lord I rly hyperfixated on this essay huh)

torture tw, abuse tw, manipulation tw, gaslighting tw

So the Dream SMP built a character, once maybe morally gray, who slipped straight into villany with little to no desire to change, and willing to cause a LOT of pain to get his way. Despite this, he doesn’t question what he does enough to stop, justifying his actions with a good intent that doesn’t come close to justifying what he’s done.

C!Dream is unremorseful of what he’s done, he’s quite literally manipulated and gaslit (like actually, not in the way everyone keeps throwing the word around) c!Tommy, almost drove him to take his last life- like, jesus christ. That’s not even to mention blowing up L’Manburg three times, encouraging c!Wilbur, wanting the discs JUST to have power over c!Tommy, etc.

SO, he gets thrown in a box for it so he doesn’t hurt anybody anymore, making his own hubris his downfall (narrative consequence my beloved). This leads us to a good finale - the bad guy, the person who’s caused objectively the most pain and destruction, is now unable to do so anymore, taken down by the person whom he tried to weaken. It is also revealed he was planning on blackmailing and threatening pretty much everyone, but now everyone gets their stuff back.

Good, right?

Especially for the finale, yeah! The message of the finale is good, c!Tommy manages to escape his abuser with nothing more but his clothes on his back and fights his way back to c!Tubbo and his home.

He doesn’t let his trauma (which is still very present!) let him become a terrible person (arguably the way that c!Dream DID let his frustrations make him a terrible person, c!Tommy, despite bearing quite a heavy weight, recognizes when he begins to turn that way and actively works against it).

It shows that while alone, c!Tubbo and c!Tommy were outfought by Dream, but because c!Tommy went the length to ask for help (which he didn’t even really seem to be relying on actually showing up), he wins! It truly is a good message.

C!Tommy escapes his abuser and manipulator, refuses and fights his trauma to not become someone he doesn’t want to be, and defeats his abuser by asking for help and receiving it, even more than he thought he’d get. He refuses to play c!Dream’s “game”, refuses till the very last moment to let c!Tubbo die, to surrender and say goodbye to him.

So, great! Good finale! C!Dream The Villain is boxed like a fish in a prison of, quite literally, his own making. It sent a good message to people. C!Tommy wasn’t expected to forgive him and did, in fact, axe him down twice, causing c!Dream to finally fall from his high horse.

Most media would stop at this point, say the villain is now defeated and never show them again, or have them come back another one or two seasons later, escaped and seemingly unharmed and worse than ever.

Alternatively, there’s a throwaway line, (or, in good media, a genuine, reasonable backstory, complete with remorse and bad role models and complicated situations), that allows the villain to be redeemed.

In GOOD redemption arcs (See: Zuko from avatar tbh), the villain was already never quite as heartless, or stressed their good intent, or felt remorse for what they felt they “had to do”. Then, ideally, the villain takes a looooong time adjusting their habits, regretting their actions and changing until they’re considered redeemed.

Not on the Dream SMP, though.

They don’t stop at c!Dream’s defeat.

He doesn’t dissapear off-screen and is never spoken of again. His life continues on, everyone’s does, just like it would in reality. He doesn’t magically want to become a better person, far from it. So no redemption. But he doesn’t dissapear, either.

They go on to, slowly, stress how awful the conditions in Pandora’s Vault are. c!Bad says c!Dream should be imprisoned, but at least at slightly better conditions. We’re in very VERY morally gray territorry here. Nobody says c!Dream is a good person, of course not, but even c!Bad - who knows Dream was planning on keeping c!Skeppy in a cage to control him with - goes, “yeah, he should stay boxed, but does he really need to like... suffer suffer?”

Still, c!Dream seems to be kindof inconsistent in his behavior. Is he faking his pain? Is he not? His actions don’t fully make sense for either take. He acts differently to each person, but at the same time some things he does don’t make sense if he were just fishing for pity.

Then c!Sam admits to trying (and thinking he succeeded) to “break Dream’s will”, to quite literally starving him for weeks.

Okay, so now we’re a step further. C!Dream is now suffering even more, although already boxed and unable to hurt anyone. Pandora’s Vault is one thing, but now c!Sam just seems to be out for revenge and nothing more. Instead of spending his time with c!Tommy, he spends his time pickaxing(?) c!Dream.

C!Sam isn’t an angel, and we should all know that by now. He does what he thinks is right, but he’s deeper than that, all characters on the DSMP are.

He cares deeply for the Badlands, and would always choose them above anybody else. He’s a capitalist. He built the prison because it would benefit the Badlands resource-wise, despite knowing Dream would probably use it on his enemies, and it was no secret that ALL members of L’Manburg, especially c!Tommy, are his enemies. C!Sam, undoubtedly, knew that. He still built it.

Arguably, he didn’t know about c!Dream’s attachment obsession at the time, but the point still stands.

People have already latched onto the untold story happening between c!Dream and c!Sam, and frankly, we barely know enough about it. Does c!Sam torture him regularly? Do they talk? Does c!Dream try to verbally fight back? CAN he fight back? We don’t know! We’ve gotten proof for both, between c!Sam saying that c!Dream is terrifying even in prison and c!Dream going silent to go on strike. We don’t have enough of an idea how bad or how good it truly is.

So the people who prefer to humanize c!Dream and explore morality imagine c!Sam to downright torture him, people that prefer to see c!Dream as nothing but evil due to his actions imagine prison on the DSMP to not be equivalent to real life prison, and thus nowhere near as torturous as people are making it out to be.

Now all that is thrown out the window as c!Quackity quite literally tortures him.

So now the internet is faced with a question that, judging by some of the impulsive reactions *cough cough* celebrating torture *cough*, it didn’t turn out to be ready for.

Tell me.

How far do we go?

C!Dream hurt a LOT of people. He did a lot of things that caused irreparable damage. Now what? Do we torture him forever? Why? Because he deserves it? How do we determine that without comparing one kind of pain to another?

It’s custom and kindof generally respectful not to compare people’s pain too accurately, because different things vary greatly in severity depending on the person that experiences them.

At what point do we say he’s suffered enough without comparing exile to the prison?

And if we DO compare, does that even make the question easier to answer?

And if he’s never suffered enough ever, killing them would be a mercy...

At what point has a person done enough damage that they “deserve” to die? What if someone only did half of the things c!Dream did. But if c!Dream gets infinite punishment, and half of infinity is still infinity, do they ALSO deserve endless suffering?

Do you think every person that did something you can’t emphasize with deserves to suffer for eternity and die?

I’m not saying we SHOULD emphasize with c!Dream. He did things we cannot justify, that NOTHING can justify. He did things that were, by their nature, unjustified.

I’m also not saying anybody should forgive him. I think it’s a GOOD thing that c!Tommy doesn’t want nor is narratively pushed to forgive c!Dream.

But c!Dream doesn’t need c!Tommy’s forgiveness to be... a person.

There’s a saying that I’m sure you know, that goes “I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.”, because there’s things you wouldn’t want any human being to experience. Not because you like them, not cause you think they’re right, but because they’re human.

And perhaps this is my personal opinion, but I don’t think c!Dream being a bad person justifies dehumanizing him, because then we get into an area where someone needs to meet criteria just to be human.

I met someone once, whom, because of outside circumstances I knew I probably wouldn’t meet again. We’d been getting along just fine for people who just met, and were both getting into an interesting discussion about morality. They kept insisting upon something I kept refuting, so they said they needed to get something off their chest.

They proceeded to tell me that they had, years ago, while a teen, manipulated someone in a relationship, pushed boundaries and tried to convince them to do things they didn’t really want to do to get what they wanted.

They cried, while telling me, too terrified to tell anybody they know, terrified nobody would ever speak to them again, insanely regretful of their actions. They didn’t know whether to go back and apologize or just stay as far away as humanly possible, didn’t know which one the right thing to do is.

It had been years, by then, and I talked them through it. I said that what they did was bad, and there’s no going around that. But I also said what I saw, which is someone who would never do something like that ever again. I saw a human being. Someone who regrets a mistake they did and now, after enough time has passed, would do anything to make it undone.

Someone who is too terrified to be close to anybody in fear that they would do it again. I don’t remember if they already went to therapy or not, but it was definitly on the table, or in the near future.

They asked me how I could possibly even keep talking to them after they told me all that. They implied they felt like some kind of monster despite literally chocking back tears, firmly convinced they don’t deserve to be close to anybody in their life ever again.

I never swerved from the fact that what they did was wrong, and harmful. But I also told them they’re human. The universe isn’t keeping score. They want to be a better person now, and they were never going to learn how if they never let themselves be close to anybody.

I told them to seek therapy, and to slowly, carefully, try. Assured them that the fact that they regret it so strongly will at least help them in not falling back into the same pattern, and if they do, they can learn to recognize that.

They thanked me after the conversation, genuinely, especially for the fact that I didn’t sugarcoat what happened, because I know otherwise it would’ve felt like I was lying, like I was just sparing their feelings. I wasn’t. I was thinking about how to make sure they get to live without hurting anybody.

As per the circumstances, we didn’t speak again after that, which we knew basicly from the very start.

I still think about that conversation a lot.

Do you think they should’ve been locked up for life after it happened, instead?

Do you think this real human being, that I spoke to, that took years to realize their mistake - and never would have realized it if they hadn’t had the time to, if they’d been killed right afterwards - deserves to suffer forever?

Let me tell you something, from someone who’s been in more than one abusive situation: People that hurt you are human.

That doesn’t mean you have to forgive them. That doesn’t mean you have to like them. That doesn’t mean you have to make an effort to understand them. That doesn’t mean you need to go anywhere near them ever again.

You can hate them. You can be angry at them. You can (and should) go as far away from them as possible, and/or defend yourself.

But that doesn’t mean you have to dehumanize them.

You’re allowed to hate and dislike people that are human, because you’re human, especially if they hurt you. That’s how life is.

And to go back to my original point - c!Quackity torturing c!Dream is not something that should be celebrated.

There’s a difference between necessary measures (locking c!Dream up so he doesn’t hurt anyone), and torturing people for fun.

It’s not right. It’s never going to be right, and do not justify literal torture on human beings, and do not make someone lower-than-human to justify torturing them.

Taking revenge on someone for what they did tenfold is romanticized, I know, but I promise you it’s not actually as cool as it sounds.

#dreamwastaken #quackity #awesamdude #dream smp #dream smp analysis #dreamteamspace speaks #negativity #fandom critical #its finished and Im finally free #c!Dream #c!Quackity crit #c!Quackity critial

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thewillowbends · 3 years

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How the existence of the Little Palace is handled in the books, particularly later in the Nikolai duology, and the show is very odd to me because the situation is clearly complex. Like, yes, Aleksander clearly utilized it to militarize Grisha and indoctrinate them with his ideology because, well, that was quite literally the only way he was going to elevate his people from mass oppression was by making them useful to Ravka. It also behooved him to create a situation where Grisha could have a cultural center and safe haven, one that he could monitor and shape - and frankly, one that provided a way for the government to track and control Grisha, too, though that's never actually stated in text.

So let's talk about this a little more.

What goes unspoken, especially in light of that flashback in episode 1x07 and some details from the accessory novels, is that he was actually providing a very valuable service for Ravka as a whole, not just Grisha. Something that does irk me is that the story wants us to see Grisha as dangerous and arrogant, but it doesn't tackle the fact that otkazat'sya people who aren't inherently hostile to Grisha may have reason to be wary of them. They are powerful. They can be very dangerous when they lose control or go untrained. At the same time, we know from the books (and in show, though it's lost a little thematically due to the limitations of what you can put actors through physically) that Grisha often naturally discover their abilities and in fact get very ill if they aren't using them.

So you have this difficult situation where you have magic users who legitimately need to be trained for the safety of both themselves and others, but no way to inherently do that with centralizing the process. A centralized training facility under the supervision of the government is actually a really good idea. Being pressed into military service may be extreme, but that's not all Aleksander's own mechanisms at work there. He does think Grisha need to be able to protect themselves (and from what we saw, he's frankly not entirely wrong), but it's also Ravka simply won't accept integration of them unless they can provide an invaluable service. (The direction post-trilogy really should have been to imply that Nikolai and Zoya were going to try and integrate them into society outside the Second Army, so they didn't have to be purely militarized. God knows why that wasn't done. It's such an obvious plot.)

The other part of the equation is that being Grisha is legitimately dangerous in their world. Even if Ravka has reached wary acceptance of the Second Army, they're still isolated from the mainstream. Ravkans are still willing to sell them out to witch hunters or push them out of villages or strip them of property rights. They simply do not have much sociopolitical agency outside of the military, and it's clear the king has no intention of changing that with how he keeps Aleksander at arms length. It's really not hard to understand how, after so many centuries, Aleksander Morozova became increasingly radicalized after he hit multiple dead ends trying to find peaceful ways to elevate his people.

So if you're a parent of a Grisha child in the world of Ravka, you have two options: 1.) you voluntarily hand your child over to be trained, 2.) you flee the country or to the other side of the Fold to keep them. The second option is totally understandable, but it comes with the problem that you're now at the mercy of your fellow Ravkans to keep their mouth shut about your kid, and you have the problem of a kid who needs training but likely won't get it. Like...imagine the kind of damage an Inferni kid can do in a fit of pique. What about a heartrender? How many of these kids inadvertently hurt or kill people when their powers manifest, especially the more powerful ones? Baghra Morozova knew how to use the Cut at the age of five; she killed her own sister in a fit of anger around that age.

What about people who will take advantage of those kids? How easily could a kid with Grisha powers be used for criminal enterprise or talked into it? (Remember the prostitute with heartrender powers in episode 1? Imagine how many others like her are exploited.) Are you going to tell me there isn't very likely a human trafficking situation for Grisha children? Think about Visser in 1x06 and what was revealed in the interrogation scene. You don't think that dude wasn't likely funneling some of those children he was smuggling from the palace into improper channels when the parents couldn't pony up the dough he required? (I totally get the Darkling's anger and disgust there.)

Like, obviously, things about the Little Palace needed changed. Aleksander thinks purely in terms of war. He sees Grisha as being in a perpetual battle against the majority for survival, and while he's unfortunately not wrong about certain aspects of that, he's stripping away the option for there to ever be an integrated society or his people seeing peace. Somebody who wasn't as traumatized, old, and set in their ways needed to take the bones of he believed and shape them into a newer, clearer vision for the world. There needed to be a future where both Grisha and otkazata'sya worked side by side and overcame their fear of each other...but I think that absolutely means keeping the Little Palace. People with that kind of power need to be trained and, let's face it, they probably need tracked to some extent for their own protection as much as everybody's else's. The situation is just very complex when you have a minority fantasy group that has magical powers.

#shadow and bone #the grisha trilogy #nikolai duology

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