#altered partner definition a bit to fit them

[nobie]

We can be together!

#altered partner definition a bit to fit them #im really proud of this one for some reaason #i just love them sm #safe place #good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable partners #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #tv #goodomensedit #dailygoodomens #michael sheen #david tennant #myedits*

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if i changed my name to Angel?

bit of a unimportant one but i cant get a straight answer from my friends. all of them will probably see this and immediately know its me but thats okay, its not really a big deal im just wondering what tumblr thinks.

basically i (21X) recently found out i may be a system (? its weird. dont worry about it) and my other two alters both have "a" names. i feel LEFT OUT and want an "a" name too!! but im INCREDIBLY picky about names and am actually still going by a shortened version of our birthname despite it not really fitting anymore, plus i want a name thats actually My Own since im an alter too and i feel like going by the body's name keeps me from being a full, realized person.

thats when Angel popped into my head and i was like PERFECT. no notes, i want that as my name immediately.

however, one of my friends/mutuals name is LITERALLY angel, which i feel already puts me into vaguely asshole territory because i dont want to just? take their name?

a little more importantly, one of my other friends (K, 21nb) has angel as a nickname, its specificially a petname from their partner. its incredibly important to them, their partner recently for christmas got them a dog tag necklace with "angel" on it and everything. its a super big deal and they announced annoyance when i brought up changing my name to it.

however, and im totally aware this might make me an asshole, im of the opinion that its. just a nickname. i know they were annoyed about it, and i know its important to them, but.... i feel like they might be making a bigger deal out of it than it should be. its also an incredibly common petname....

another part of it is is that i will still be going by my body's name, angel would be a name just for ME, just One Alter. im not even out that often. so i really dont see a lot of confusion around names happening. however, theres still definitely the potential for confusion.

anyway, long story short, would i be the asshole if i changed my name to angel, even though my friend gets called angel and its an important petname for them?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[jebewonmorelike]

Dark Blue On You

wc: 7k (HAHAHA WHAT) pronouns: none used; n/a warnings: swearing, angsty with a happy ending but its funny/fluffy too, mentions of others drinking, mentions of hooking up; think pg-13 for this one; also taerae in that suit should be a warning in and of itself warnings for spicy cut scene: MINORS DNI!!!-- mature/suggestive/smut themes-- MINORS SKIP THIS CUT SCENE AND CONTINUE READING BELOW IT!!! (fic makes perfect sense without it) linked here and linked in fic for correct placement in story summary: bestfriend!reader is so excited when the star of the soccer team finally asks them to prom. but when losercore!taerae asks his lab partner to prom out of the blue, reader's sudden jealousy takes them by surprise... basically the prom-themed best friends to lovers of your dreams, okay? okay :) ~masterlist~ ♡ ~kofi (no pressure at all)~ GUYS! HI! it's been so long. i missed you! this was 7,000 words (plus the cut scene) so i'm sorry but that's why it took so long. was also feeling a bit rundown in terms of writing so i really needed to pace myself. but i saw those pictures of taerae in that suit and i swear to god i'm a different person now, so this is the fic you get from that brainrot. also not sure if the suit was actually blue, but that's how it looked in the pics so i ran with it. SO many fun things happening in the zb1 world in the past few days! let me know what you think of this one :) love you sm

“If you steal one more of my sweet potato fries (Y/N), I swear I’m gonna--.”

You pop the orange-colored french fry into your mouth, grinning at Taerae smugly. “You’re gonna what?”

Eyes narrowed at you through dorky, wire-framed glasses, your best friend pouts annoyedly. “One day you’ll fear my wrath.”

“Wouldn’t count on it,” you respond with a giggle. Despite his angry demeanor, Taerae turns his lunch tray so that the sweet potato fries are now facing you-- giving you easier access to one of your favorite snacks.

“You could just go back up and get your own, you know,” he persists with his performance even as he squeezes more ketchup onto his tray for you to dip the fries in. “What would you do without me?”

“Sarcastic answer: finally achieve a peaceful existence,” you joke, popping another fry into your mouth. “Serious answer... I’d be lost without you.”

You watch as Taerae’s glasses fog up a bit; the way they always did when he received a compliment or you were being a bit too sincere with him. He takes them off quickly, clearing his throat as he wipes the lenses with the hem of his polo shirt.

A pile of books slam down onto your lunch table as your friend Dohyun plops onto the bench beside you. “(Y/N)! Just the person I wanted to talk to.”

“Do you ever talk to anyone else?” You quip, earning a glare from the skinny boy.

“I talk to Taerae hyung, too,” he mumbles. You glance at your best friend, noticing how quiet he’s gotten all of a sudden. “And I like him better than you anyway.”

You shrug. “That makes two of us.”

“What I was going to ask you is,” Dohyun starts; pulling out his lunchbox from his backpack and opening it up. “Has Ryan asked you to prom yet?”

Taerae audibly gulps from across the table. You frown at him, wondering why he’s acting so weird.

“No,” you answer softly. “He hasn’t. And I definitely don’t think he’s going to anymore.”

“I don’t know what you saw in Ryan anyway,” Dohyun says, shaking his head disapprovingly. “He only wanted one thing from you.”

Taerae chokes on his apple juice suddenly and you take the carton from his hand-- placing it back on the table pointedly as he coughs into his elbow. 

“That’s enough, Dohyun,” you scold. “And for the record, I’m as pure as the day you met me.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” the younger boy laughs. “So… Are you gonna go to prom alone, or?”

“I don’t know,” you sigh. “I already bought my outfit. I had it altered to fit perfectly, so I don’t really think I can return it at this point.”

“I’m sorry, (Y/N),” Taerae says finally. “I know you were really looking forward to going with Ryan. He’s gonna regret not asking you. But um...”

Your brow furrows as you wait for Taerae to continue his sentence. He’s looking at you kind of funny now-- eyes wide and anxious.

“Well, if you already have an outfit and stuff, I was thinking that... Um...” You watch curiously as he bends over to his side and begins shuffling through his backpack. “Fuck, where is it?”

“Hey, (Y/N)!” Someone suddenly calls behind you. Your head whips around to find Ryan walking towards your lunch table, his signature charming smirk on his lips. He’s carrying a duffel bag over his shoulder for soccer practice as he lands in front of you.

“Hi Ryan,” you greet sweetly, brain turning to mush. You’d first met the star of the soccer team officially when your Math teacher assigned you to tutor him a few months ago. He’d been in serious jeopardy of being kicked off the team for his failing grades, but with an hour of tutoring every other day, you’d helped him climb back up to a solid C+. The afternoon he received his first unit test grade since you’d started tutoring him, he had been thrilled to see B- circled in red at the top of the page... 

So thrilled, in fact, that he’d kissed you at your back corner table in the library.

And he’d kept kissing you. For the rest of that tutoring session... And then the one after that... And the one after that... And the one after that until your meetings had become more of a hybrid tutoring-and-make-out session.

That had been the extent of your “relationship” though. He was always busy with soccer and his meathead friends and ogling popular girls at the library tables next to you when your faces weren’t connected.

But he was the first boy to ever pay attention to you like this-- and he was so handsome to boot. The attention and the fantasy muddied every intelligent and rational thought in your brain. Even if you were being used, you weren’t really ready for it to stop.

One day as you were approaching the library, you stopped in your tracks as you heard Ryan’s voice around the corner. He was talking to one of his jock friends and you held your breath as you attempted to hear their conversation.

“All of the cheerleaders already have dates, dude,” Ryan’s friend relays. “Why did you wait so long?”

Ryan was silent for a moment before responding, “Even Steph?”

“Even Steph,” his friend confirmed. “Injun asked her yesterday.”

“Damnit.”

“Well, you’ve gotta go with somebody,” his friend urged. “Tyler’s parents are letting us use their lake house for the after party, so... Who’re you gonna ask!?”

“I’ll... I’ll find somebody,” Ryan responded and you heard the door to the library begin to squeak open.

“Hopefully somebody that’s gonna put out,” his friend joked and Ryan laughed along.

It was from that moment that you’d gotten it in your head that there was a chance that Ryan might ask you to prom. You’d gone shopping with your mom to pick out the perfect outfit, booked an appointment to get your hair styled for the occasion, and called a florist to purchase a boutonniere to pin on Ryan’s suit that matched your outfit.

As you’d doodled your name next to Ryan’s in your journal and decorated it with hearts one evening last week, your best friend Taerae laid on your bed-- legs dangling off the side as he strummed his guitar.

“(Y/N)...” He sang suddenly in an improvised melody. “Put down your pen... It’s getting annoying... So please tell me when...”

You turned around and glared at him, but he continued.

“You’ll stop your obsession... With that asshole named Ryan... He hasn’t even asked you to prom yet, what if he doesn’t ask you, your heart is gonna break and I’m gonna have to pick up the pieces and glue them all together again and--.”

“None of that rhymed.”

“Lyrics don’t have to rhyme for them to hold meaning,” Taerae responded, arms flopping onto the bed in a T-position dramatically. “I’m worried about you. I think this guy might be taking advantage of you.”

“At least someone wants to,” you joked, but the levity didn’t quite reach your voice. Taerae sat up abruptly; eyes fixing on you for a long moment. Finally, he sighed and pulled his guitar strap over his head-- placing the instrument beside him. 

“A lot of people want to take advantage of you, (Y/N).”

Your jaw dropped as you watched Taerae realize what he just said. He’d already begun shaking his head and waving his arms about profusely by the time a smile crept onto your face.

“NOT WHAT I MEANT!” He shouted frantically and the sheer panic on his face was enough to make you burst out laughing. At the sound of your laughter, Taerae couldn’t help but grin and the appearance of his deep dimples was admittedly comforting to you. “You already knew that’s not what I meant but... I’m just trying to tell you he’s not the only guy that likes you.”

Your brow furrowed curiously. “Who else likes me?”

“Oh, uh,” Taerae stuttered nervously, averting your gaze. “Lots of guys. Other guys. Girls, too, probably. And nonbinary folk, I’m sure.”

You nodded, unconvinced. “Well all of those other people are gonna have to fight Ryan for my attention, I guess.”

Taerae gulped. “Right.”

“Now shut up, loser,” you said, spinning back around in your desk chair. “I’m trying to name me and Ryan’s fourth child.”

Now as Ryan stands in front of you, he glances at your only two friends that are also sitting at your lunch table. “Hey nerds.”

Taerae mumbles something under his breath but you aren’t paying him any attention. 

“I’ll pick you up at 7, yeah?” Ryan asks suddenly, nodding at you.

Your lips part slightly in confusion. “What?”

“Tomorrow,” he responds brusquely. “Prom.”

“You--... We--... Us? Prom?” You know that gibberish is falling out of your mouth, but your ability to form a coherent sentence has flown out the window.

Ryan gives you an impatient smile. Of course he has every right to be impatient, you think. I can’t even speak well enough to answer his question. “Yeah. Text me your address.”

“We were actually gonna take photos at (Y/N)’s house beforehand,” Dohyun interjects.

Ryan frowns. “Oh. Yeah, okay. I can do that.”

“Really? That’s so nice of you; you don’t have to if you don’t want to!” You say quickly, grinning up at the tall boy.

“Nah, that’s cool. I’ll be there. See you then,” Ryan says with a smile before taking off towards the other end of the cafeteria. His smile is enough to burst your heart-- but lucky for you (and your poor friends), you’re able to muster up enough strength to keep living.

Instead, you merely scream; keeping your mouth closed to muffle the sound. When you finally return to the world around you, you suddenly notice how silent your friends are. 

“What?” You ask, frowning at Dohyun. “Why aren’t you guys excited?”

You turn to Taerae, who is holding a large piece of folded up paper in his hands. “What’s that?”

Snatching it from his hands, Taerae immediately lunges across the table in a panic to grab it back from you. Dohyun also swoops in to steal the paper, but both of their efforts are in vain as you swivel around to face the opposite direction and open what appears to be a poster.

🌸🌺🌸 Will you go to prom with me? 🌸🌺🌸

“OH MY GOD!” You squeal, whipping back around to face your best friend. He rips the poster from your hands and begins folding it back up, cheeks turning red. “You’re asking someone to prom!? WHO!?”

“Oh thank god: you’re an idiot,” Dohyun mumbles, sinking back into his seat.

Your brow furrows confusedly. “Huh?”

“Nothing,” Taerae answers quickly. “No one said anything.”

“Taerae, if you don’t tell me who you’re asking to prom right now, I swear I’m gonna--.”

“MOLLY!” He shouts suddenly, eyes wide as he stares over your shoulder. You turn around to follow his gaze, spotting Taerae’s lab partner, Molly, a few tables behind you. She smiles when she hears Taerae call her name, getting up from her seat and walking over to your table.

“Hi Taerae,” she greets cheerfully, curly short hair bouncing with every step. The very smart, but sometimes obnoxious girl is blinking at your best friend nervously... Holy shit. Had Molly had a crush on Taerae this whole time and you hadn’t noticed?

More importantly... Had Taerae had a crush on her?

“Hi Molly, um... I was wondering,” he starts; his delivery of this promposal a little unprepared. That’s weird, you think. If Taerae was gonna ask someone out, I’m sure he would’ve rehearsed it in the mirror until he lost his voice…

“Dude,” Dohyun interrupts suddenly, eyes wide as he looks at Taerae.

Taerae just ignores him, clearing his throat and starting again; unfolding his poster onto the table once more. “I was wondering, actually, if you’d maybe like to possibly-- and no pressure or anything, maybe someone’s already asked you, but...”

“OH MY GOD! Of course I’ll go to prom with you,” Molly exclaims, throwing her arms around Taerae. You watch as he freezes, never one for accepting public affection from anyone he didn’t know well...

From anyone except you.

You frown at the bizarrely jealous thought. Taerae obviously liked this girl. Just last week, he’d been complaining about her chewing too loud in the computer lab, but maybe he was just trying to cover up his real feelings. Taerae deserved to be happy. 

Any boy that would make a whole poster just to ask someone to prom deserved to be happy. You sigh as you study the poster in front of you. I wish Ryan had made me a poster...

As Taerae starts to fold it back up, you notice some surrounding doodles that you had been too distracted to see before. All around the border of the poster are what appear to be light pink Royal Azaleas.

Your favorite flower. 

Had Taerae really used your favorite flower to decorate his promposal for someone else? How could he?

“Stop it!” You say out loud, earning a weird look from all three of the people surrounding you. You smile awkwardly, trying to laugh off your unintentional angry outburst at your own thoughts. “I mean... Stop being so cute you guys!”

Molly grins. “Text me where to meet you tomorrow! I can’t wait.”

Taerae nods quickly as Molly skips back to her own lunch table. As soon as she’s gone, he lets out a huge sigh and you hear the clamoring of his glasses as his head falls to the table.

“But this is amazing, Tae,” you say, staring at the top of Taerae’s head as his forehead rests on the surface of the lunch table. He lifts up for a second, folding his arms and laying his right cheek back down on top of them. His hair falls messily in his eyes, unkempt and fluffy as it usually is. But the sudden urge to brush it out of his face takes you by surprise. “I didn’t know you were going to ask Molly to prom today.”

Dohyun snorts from beside you, now totally engrossed in the game he’s playing on his phone:

“Neither did he.”

~~~

“(Y/N), come down here! We need to take pictures before you leave,” your mother calls from downstairs. “We’re gonna head outside so please hurry up and join us!”

You’re staring at yourself in the mirror, anxiety building. Nearly everything about your appearance for tonight is perfect-- your hair, your skin, your outfit; even your shoes. Your friends and family are in your front yard waiting for you.

But all you can think about is how Ryan hasn’t shown up yet.

You’d texted him your address. Told him what time to come over. And now he’s already thirty minutes late. You’d have to leave soon to get to the school on time. 

“Where is he?” You whisper to yourself, grabbing your phone from your bed and checking your notifications again. Nothing.

“(Y/N), if you don’t get your ass down here right now!” The voice that’s calling you now is Taerae’s. His threat is angry enough that it makes you move-- opening the door to your room and walking to the top of the stairs. 

Taerae is furiously typing on his phone as you make your way down the stairs, his back turned to you. He’s wearing a dark blue suit-- slim-fitting and tailored to him perfectly. When you reach the second to last step, you clear your throat.

Your best friend looks up at you now, eyes wide as he takes in your appearance. His hair is pushed back, still fluffy but out of his face. You’re surprised to find yourself thinking that he looks very handsome. You blink away the thought as you continue to study Taerae-- eventually realizing that something is missing.

“No glasses?” You ask, waiting for him to respond. When he doesn’t, you prompt him again. “Taerae?”

“Oh, uh,” he begins to reply finally, shaking his head as if to clear his mind. “Yeah, just for tonight. My mom... thought it would look nice.”

“Your mom is right,” you say, smiling softly at him. “She usually is though.”

“You’re perfect,” Taerae says suddenly; eyebrows shooting up when he realizes what he just said. “I mean, you look perfectly ready to go and take pictures! And then go to prom. And stuff. You know? Like, you look perfect. Well--... You--... Um--...”

He’s rambling now and you don’t blame him. Your whole lives, you and Taerae had maintained a friendship without most pleasantries a normal friendship might have. Your affection towards each other usually came in the form of play-fighting, insults, sharing sweet potato fries at lunch, and other subtle acts of service. Only when one of you was having a particularly hard day would the other offer a hug or hand to hold or words of affirmation. You and Taerae were so close that normal affection usually seemed pretty arbitrary. 

So this compliment from Taerae, even if it was unintentional is... different.

You swallow hard, averting your best friend’s gaze. “So do you.”

Brushing past him, you open the front door and step out onto your porch-- Taerae following behind you after a moment. You check your phone again for any texts from Ryan.

“He’s a prick, (Y/N),” Taerae says softly, as you continue to stare at your phone screen-- willing your eyes not to water. “Don’t let him ruin this for you. This was all your idea. You wanted to go to prom. You wanted to take pictures beforehand. Why are you letting this guy totally fuck up your night?”

Your eyes meet Taerae’s. He’s right and you know it. Ryan couldn’t care less about you and it was evident in the way he’d asked you (or rather, told you that you were going with him) to prom-- and the way he hadn’t shown up on time to your house. In fact, the whole day you’d been consumed by two feelings: the first being obsession over whether or not Ryan would like your outfit, your hair, your parents, your house...

The second being that deep down, in the pit of your stomach, you were filled with regret about your fixation these past couple of months on the soccer star. Even Taerae had made a nice poster for Molly. Not that he’d even bothered to tell you that he was asking her. And not that you cared what Taerae did or didn’t do for people he liked.

Right?

“Tae, I--.”

“Taerae!” A chipper voice calls from around the corner. Molly appears at the bottom of the porch steps, motioning for your best friend to come down. “Come take pictures! You too, (Y/N). Just because your prom date’s a bust, doesn’t mean you can steal mine!”

Your jaw drops slightly in shock. “I wasn’t--... That’s not--...”

“Chop, chop!” Molly says, walking back over to where all of your parents are standing-- Dohyun in the middle of them, talking their ears off. 

Not wanting any more accusations being hurled at you on your own property, you give Taerae a quick shrug before following her out onto the lawn.

~

You’re sitting in the passenger seat of Ryan’s red sports car now as he parks in the school lot. He’d finally shown up two minutes before you were about to have to hop into Taerae’s car and ride in the backseat behind him and his date. Your mom, who was making no attempt to hide her displeasure, was able to snap a quick few photos of you before you left.

Ryan turns off the car, stuffing his keys in his right pocket before leaning back again into his seat. He’s staring at you and you’re not really sure how to respond. You reach for the door latch, but you feel his hand touch your left arm before you can open it.

You identify the look in his eyes right away-- he wants to kiss you. Come to think of it, you hadn’t kissed Ryan in over a week. You’d been busy with an essay and had to cancel your “tutoring sessions”. Usually, the idea would excite you. But tonight, it almost made your stomach turn.

A knock on your window startles you and you look over to find Taerae smiling at you-- more than a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

Ryan rolls down your window. “Dude, what are you--?”

“(Y/N) really wants to go to prom with you,” he replies, opening your door for you. You hop out immediately, grateful for the interference. “So you can save whatever you’re gonna do for later.”

You don’t look back at Ryan, walking as quickly as you can towards the front doors of the school. Eventually, Ryan, Taerae and Molly all catch up to you as you walk through the entranceway.

A beautiful balloon arch greets you as you enter the gym, fairy lights and vintage streamers lining every inch of the walls. It’s exactly as you’d imagined-- the prom of your dreams.

“JORDAN!” Ryan shouts suddenly from behind you, almost knocking you down as he runs to greet one of his stupid jock friends. 

You start to fall, but a pair of hands are already on your shoulders to keep you upright. “Thanks,” you mumble as Taerae pushes you through the balloon arch and towards the open floor.

“Where do you wanna sit, Taerae?” Molly asks, smiling at him expectantly. “I’m sure (Y/N) is gonna go sit with Ryan.”

You glance back to where Ryan had run off to, finding him completely surrounded by his many popular friends. You turn back to Molly and Taerae, forcing yourself to nod. 

“You should sit with us,” Taerae says, the pity in his eyes growing more embarrassing every minute. You aren’t going to ruin his night with Molly. You just couldn’t do that to your best friend.

Shaking your head, you try to smile reassuringly. “I’ll be fine.”

“(Y/N)...”

“You guys have fun! I’ll see you in a bit,” you call, wandering off to a table in the opposite corner. Once you take your seat, it’s as if you’ve been glued to it permanently.

You watch all of your peers rush to the dance floor, laugh together, embrace each other... Not once does Ryan ever come find you. But you know deep down that you sort of deserve it. How had you been so obsessed with one boy asking you to prom and ended up being the only person here having such a miserable time?

You should never have come. Or you should have come alone. Or with Taerae.

Taerae...

Your eyes rest on your best friend, who is sitting with Molly at their table. He’s leaning back comfortably in his chair; navy blue suit contrasting perfectly with his light olive skin. His smile is bright and pretty-- why the hell does he look so pretty tonight? 

Is he having fun with Molly? Is he thinking about me?

Almost as if he’s heard your thought, Taerae’s eyes meet yours. The smile on his face instantly fades to an expression of concern and you hate it. You want him to smile at you like he was just smiling at Molly. 

But why would he smile at you like that? He likes Molly.

Not you.

Your phone buzzes in your hand and you look at the screen to find a message from Taerae.

Are you okay??

You look back up at him, deciding to nod and give him a thumbs up-- hoping for that dimpled smile to return to his face. It doesn’t.

(Y/N), please just come over here You’re breaking my heart

Learning that you sitting alone in a corner is ruining Taerae’s prom experience is not what you needed to hear. Pressing your lips together awkwardly, you nod slowly at him; starting to stand up from your chair to go talk to him for a bit.

But you stop in your tracks when you watch Molly grab Taerae’s hand and pull him up out of his chair. She’s trying to tug him towards the dance floor-- his eyes widening in panic as they remain locked on you.

You wave him on, trying your best to smile at him. You feel your lip quiver and you hope he doesn’t notice from the other end of the gym. Taerae reluctantly stops resisting Molly and joins her on the dance floor after giving you another regretful look.

“Heyyyy (Y/N),” a voice slurs in your ear now, an arm wrapping around you from behind. You look up to find Ryan, smiling goofily back at you. He’s piss drunk, of course.

“Hi,” you say shortly, attempting to wiggle out of his hold but the alcohol hasn’t lessened his strength. “Can you let go, please?”

“Why would I do that?” He asks rhetorically, tequila coating his breath. “You’re my date.”

“Am I?” You spit, finally breaking free of his grip. “I couldn’t tell.”

He frowns. “What do you want? Do you want to dance or something? We can dance.”

“I want to go home,” you respond, glaring at him. “I don’t want to be here anymore.”

With that, you’re walking past Ryan and through the balloon arch out of the gym. It’s not until you’re standing in the hallway that you hear a set of footsteps following you.

You turn around to find Ryan standing behind you, a small silver flask in hand. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you home,” he answers, unscrewing the top off the flask and taking a sip. “You said you wanted to go home.”

“Are you kidding me?” You ask, eyes wide with shock. “You’re drunk. You’re not getting behind the wheel like this.”

He shrugs. “I’m really good at it! I do it all the time.”

“Holy shit,” you whisper, shaking your head at him in awe. “You fucking suck, you know that?”

His brow furrows in confusion. “What? What do you mean?”

“I mean,” you start, jaw setting in anger. “You’ve ignored me all night. You didn’t show up at my house on time to take pictures. You tried to skip prom to makeout with me in your car. Not to mention, you didn’t even ask me to prom. You told me yesterday that you would pick me up tonight. And now you want to drive me home and you can’t even stand up straight!?

Ryan stares at you for a long moment before the corner of his mouth turns up in a smirk. “Are you playing hard to get?”

You sigh exasperatedly. “You already got me! I was literally eating out of your palm for two whole months. I can’t believe I let myself be so stupid... Now I never want to see you ever again!”

He frowns. “It’s because of that Taeri kid, isn’t it?”

“What? No, no--...” It’s at that moment that you look back into the gym, spotting your best friend dancing with his date. He looks so stupid; he might even be the worst dancer you’ve ever met. So why does the sight of him make your heart swell? “His name’s Taerae. And he’s my best friend. That apparently likes someone else and never told me.”

You turn back to Ryan to find him staring back at you, wide-eyed. “Damn,” he says, shaking his head. “You’re in love with your weird friend.”

“I am not!” You protest, crossing your arms in front of your chest. “And he’s not weird, he’s just... Okay, yeah he’s weird. But the good kind of weird.”

“Wow. Denial much?” He says, laughing.

Your brow furrows curiously. “Why are you so okay with this? Weren’t you just asking me if I was playing hard to get?”

“It’s cool. You guys would probably make a better match anyway,” he responds with a shrug. “Plus I already hooked up with Steph in the bathroom, so I’m all set for the night if I have to be.”

You sigh, shaking your head in awe of the absolute dickhead standing in front of you. Turning on your heel and walking towards the exit doors, you mumble, “Goodnight, Ryan.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N),” he calls after you, far too cheerily. “Tell him! Or that girl’s gonna snatch him right up. Have you seen the way she’s been looking at him all night?”

Yeah. I have.

~

It had been a decent night for Taerae. Molly had turned out to be a good enough prom date. They talked about their science project most of the night, but he hadn’t really known what else to say. Besides, he was far too distracted to have any sort of real conversation when he’d been keeping at least one eye on you the whole night.

The pain he felt watching you sit alone at an empty table-- scrolling through your phone, tears rolling down your cheek periodically when you thought no one was watching you.

But Taerae was watching you. How could he not be when the most beautiful person in the room was his best friend?

Of course the one time he’d taken his eyes off you, you’d gone missing.

So far, he’d checked the buffet table, the photobooth, the hallway... He’d even knocked on the bathroom door (and received a very annoyed response from whoever was inside). But you were nowhere to be found.

That’s when he spots Ryan. The star of the soccer team is sitting down at the end of the bathroom hallway, back leaned against a locker. Taerae runs up to him frantically, smelling the liquor on his breath from six feet away.

“Where’s (Y/N)!?” Taerae shouts, shaking Ryan’s shoulders when he doesn’t answer.

The tall boy groans. “How should I know?”

“Because (Y/N)’s your date?  Don’t you have any idea where your fucking date is!?”

“Jesus, chill out. This is why I said you were weird,” Ryan mumbles, slurring his words. “(Y/N) went home already.”

“What?” Taerae asks, mind racing. “Did you say something? Did you do something? Did you put your hands on--?”

“Probably, yeah. I don’t remember,” he responds, pointing up at Taerae. “But I thought (Y/N) was gonna tell you. I said to tell you so that that girl... doesn’t...”

Before he can finish his entirely incoherent sentence, Ryan has slumped over onto his side and fallen asleep. 

“Tell me what?” Taerae asks; attempting to shake him awake. But it’s no use. “For christ’s sake...”

He turns around, about to run back towards the gym, but instead he comes face to face with his own prom date.

“Oh, Molly, I--,” he starts, but the girl in front of him cuts him off quickly.

“Go,” she says simply, the knowing smile on her face confirming to Taerae that she’s well aware of what’s going on. “Go get (Y/N).”

Taerae sighs. “I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. This is not cool of me at all.”

“No, it’s not,” Molly says with a laugh. “But I knew you liked (Y/N) the whole time. Once Dohyun opens his mouth, it’s hard to get him to shut it.”

Taerae smiles. “I always knew Dohyun would spill all my secrets one day.”

Molly shrugs. “It’s okay actually. Because tonight made me realize I kind of like Dohyun way more than you anyway. He’s more my type. He actually laughs at my chemistry jokes.”

“Oh, uh,” Taerae falters, eyebrows raising in shock. Dohyun? More her type? Taerae didn’t know that Dohyun was anyone’s type. Not that Taerae thought he was anyone’s type either. “Yeah, I guess I’m more of a biology guy.”

Molly hums. “Do you think you could put in a good word for me then?”

���Yeah,” he agrees, nodding absentmindedly. “Yeah, sure.”

“No hard feelings, then?” Molly asks, smiling up at him.

“No, none at all, I guess,” Taerae agrees-- though the entirely absurd thought of someone using him to get to Dohyun is still eating away at the back of his brain. “You’re okay if I leave now? Do you have a ride home?”

Molly nods happily. “I’ll see you on Monday! Don’t forget the Chapter 13 exam,” she says, walking back down the hallway towards the gym.

 “And tell me how it goes with (Y/N)!”

~

You’re face down on your bed, having flopped there in a puddle of tears as soon as you’d gotten home and changed into your pajamas. Your dad had picked you up and you’d driven home in uncomfortable silence apart from your quiet sniffling. You’re currently subsisting on an entirely separate plane of existence-- one with excessive tears and nothing else.

But a rattling at your window startles you, causing you to jump up to see what’s making the sound. You’re even more startled when you realize that the sound is actually that of Taerae fiddling with the latch on your window frame.

You run to the window, unlocking the latch and pushing it open. You whisper-shout at your idiotic best friend, “What the fuck are you doing!?”

“Remember when I used to do this when I lived next door? Before we moved?” He replies, completely out of breath and barely managing to hang onto the vines of ivy running down the side of your house. 

“Taerae, you moved when we were ten years old! You weighed at least 30 kilograms less than you do now. Are you crazy!?” Grabbing onto his arms and pulling him through the window, he lands with an ungracious thud on your bedroom floor.

“Huh,” he says, panting to catch his breath as he lies flat out on his back on your beige carpet. “I used to be in really good shape then. Maybe I should start working out.”

You sit down next to him, your back leaning against the side of your bed. You look at the right leg of his suit pants, finding a wet spot on the knee. He must’ve fallen before he successfully climbed up to your window.

He looks just as pretty lying here like this as he had all night-- only now, he looks a bit more like the Taerae you were used to. His hair had fallen into his eyes a bit more and he must’ve switched out his contact lenses for his glasses on his way here. Maybe your best friend had always been this beautiful... Maybe you’d just never taken the time to notice before.

Your eyes widen suddenly. “Taerae, what are you doing here? Where’s Molly?”

He sighs annoyedly. “Ask Dohyun.”

“What?” You ask, brow furrowing in confusion. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Never mind,” he says, rolling his eyes. “It’s a long story.”

You frown. “Prom isn’t even over yet. Why did you leave?”

“Because Ryan told me you left,” he answers, finally sitting up to look at you. “I needed to make sure you were okay.”

“Well, you could’ve texted me,” you respond, looking around you for your phone.

Taerae points to your desk and you turn to see your phone sitting on the corner of it. “You weren’t answering.”

“Oh,” you say softly, eyes falling to your lap. “I guess I wasn’t.”

“Look at me,” Taerae requests suddenly and you reluctantly oblige. You know you must look absolutely insane. Hair out of place, eyes red and puffy and face blotchy from crying. He smiles at you sadly again, just like he had been the whole night. “I know you’re not okay. You can be upset. You know I won’t judge you.”

His words are all you need for the tears to start flowing again. In less than a second, Taerae’s arms have wrapped around you; holding you tightly in his embrace. It’s comforting, but at the same time it’s not. Not if he knew the real reason you’d been crying so much.

“He doesn’t deserve you, (Y/N),” he says, hand finding its way to the back of your head to pet your hair. “I’m so, so sorry that he treated you this way. He was never worth your time.”

You swallow back your tears, before pulling away from Taerae. Your arms still tangled up with his, you say finally, “I know.”

He stares at you for a moment before that sad smile returns. “You should know. I’m glad that you know. He doesn’t deserve any of your tears.”

“They’re not for him.” The truth falls from your lips before you can chicken out. You brace for the instant regret that should come with saying these words, but it doesn’t come. Instead, you feel the beginnings of relief.

Taerae’s head tilts to the side questioningly. “What--... What do you mean?”

Your bottom lip tucks between your teeth and you bite it hard to dissolve the anxiety in your chest. “I wasn’t crying over him.”

“Oh...” He says softly, utter confusion written all over his face. “So... You... Okay, no, I don’t get it.”

Of course Taerae didn’t get it. He had a wonderful night with the girl he likes. And the person who’d ruined it for him was you.

“Oh, I just remembered that Ryan said you wanted to tell me something?” Taerae says, brow furrowed curiously. “Or that he told you to tell me something? I dunno. He wasn’t making much sense right before he passed out.”

“I like someone else,” you blurt; the rush of adrenaline causing you to stand up and find something to busy yourself with before your nails dig holes into your palms. You walk over to your record player, turning it on and dropping the needle on whatever album is already loaded. When the sound flows from the speakers, you realize it’s an R&B album you picked up from a vintage thrift shop across town last week. 

Taerae stands up, too-- recognizing the tension in your voice. “You do?”

You nod, avoiding his gaze. “Mmhmm.”

“That’s... That’s great, (Y/N),” he encourages, but there’s a hint of reluctance in his voice. “I just hope whoever it is, they’re much nicer to you.”

“He’s really nice to me, actually,” you confirm, finally turning around to look at Taerae again. You catch a glimpse of sadness in his eyes before he shifts his focus  down to the floor.

It’s now or never.

“Even when I steal his sweet potato fries.”

There’s a lag in his response. It takes a full ten seconds for Taerae to look up at you and, when he does, his eyes are wide and his lips are parted in shock. He’s so silent that you’re suddenly sure you’ve made a terrible mistake.

You clear your throat awkwardly. “I’m really sorry; maybe I shouldn’t’ve said that. I know you like Molly and I’m sorry you left prom early to check on me and I know I’ve been so annoying these past couple months and maybe it’s not fair of me to say any of this but when you made that poster for her and it had those Royal Azaleas on it-- that’s my favorite flower, how could you do that, you insensitive piece of--.”

For the last couple moments of your insane rambling, Taerae had been stepping towards you-- closing the gap between you and him quickly before finally cupping your face in his hands and connecting your lips in a particularly unskilled kiss.

When he pulls back, he’s blinking at you with innocent eyes; a blush heating his cheeks.

“Was that your first kiss?” You ask, a small smile turning up the corners of your lips. Taerae’s bottom lip has found its way between his teeth and he’s biting it hard to alleviate his nervous energy; hands dropping to his sides. He just nods in response.

Your right hand raises to his jaw now; left hand resting on his shoulder. Pulling him in to kiss you again, you say softly, “Just follow me for a second.”

When your lips are on Taerae’s again, you squeeze his shoulder gently to get him to relax. He responds to this, letting you lead until he feels confident enough to match you. And once he does...

You’re ready to kick yourself for not falling for him sooner.

“It was for you,” he says softly in between kisses. “I made it for you.”

You pull back to look at him. “What?”

“The poster. The promposal,” Taerae clarifies. “It had your favorite flowers on it, because it was for you.”

Your eyebrows raise as the truth sinks in. Taerae had been trying to ask you to prom yesterday; that’s why he was acting so weird. And Dohyun had obviously been enlisted to help.

“You wanted to go so badly,” he explains. “I know not with me, but I just wanted to try and make you happy anyway.”

A sad laugh escapes you. “Tell me honestly: why are you letting me confess to you right now? Do I really deserve it after all I must’ve put you through?”

Taerae shakes his head. “You definitely don’t,” he affirms before grinning at you. Finally those perfect dimples are on display just for you. “But I’m such a sucker for you. Those sweet potato fries only cost a dollar, you know?”

“I know,” you whisper, grabbing the collar of his navy suit jacket and pulling him in once more. You kiss him sweetly and his arms snake their way around your waist in response. “They just taste better coming from your tray.”

“I don’t even like them,” he says, kissing you again; a smirk on his lips. “I just get them so you’ll steal them from me.”

~

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~

“(Y/N)?”

Your mother calling you from the other side of your door jolts you, sending you and Taerae scrambling off each other on your bed-- where you haven’t really let each other breathe for the past twenty minutes.

“If Taerae’s sleeping over, can you tell him to turn his headlights off, please?” That’s all your mom says before her footsteps travel back down the stairs; a hint of a smirk in her voice.

Taerae’s eyes widen, his hands searching his pockets for his keys. When he doesn’t find them, he smiles at you sheepishly. “Oops.”

“So stealthy of you,” you tease, hitting his chest lightly as you attempt to catch your breath. He grabs your hand, pulling you back into him and reattaching your lips. Before your mind goes blank again, you pull back. “Go turn your car off!”

“Fine,” he sighs, annoyedly. Pushing himself up off the bed with his hands, he finally stands up and walks towards the window. “Here I go. Just like you asked.”

You walk over to him, grabbing his shoulders from behind and turning him towards your bedroom door. “No more scaling buildings for tonight, King Kong.”

“Really? King Kong? Couldn’t have said something sexier like Spiderman or?”

Before he reaches for the doorknob, you turn him back to face you. Raising up on your toes cutely, you press one more kiss to his lips. “I just don’t really like spiders.”

“That’s right,” he says, palm cupping your cheek. “Giant gorilla it is, then.”

“Now go turn your car off so we can get back to what we were doing...”

Taerae’s hand flies to the doorknob; throwing the door open and running to the stairs as fast as he possibly can. 

Just before he disappears down the stairs, he turns back to you-- pounding his chest with his fists lightly like the cutest, lamest gorilla to ever exist.

“This idiot,” you whisper, shaking your head.

I must really love him.

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[shxtodxroki]

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝙼𝙷𝙰 𝙼𝚎𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚂/𝙾

Summary: What do the MHA men think of a partner with a quirk that gives them mental manipulation powers like those of the Scarlet Witch?

Warnings: Swearing, a tiny bit of angst, VERY slight suggestiveness in Dabi’s but nothing major

Characters: Dabi (Touya Todoroki), Twice (Jin Bubaigawara), Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Word Count: 1.4k

Note: Because the request asked for the reader to possess only SOME of the Scarlet Witch’s powers, I decided to focus on giving them the ability to manipulate matter with their mind. This contains the Scarlet Witch’s power of telekinesis as well as the ability to see people’s thoughts, give them visions/alter their memories and perception AND the ability to essentially control the recipient through their mind, just to have a clear establishment of the reader’s powers before beginning the headcanons. I know that’s a lot for one quirk, but it’s what I thought fit best for the description of “Scarlet Witch powers” and TECHNICALLY it could all fit under one quirk along the lines of “mental manipulation”. 

♡ Touya Todoroki ♡

- Dabi’s definitely proud of you and your amazing quirk, both as your boyfriend and as your partner-in-crime/colleague 

He’s known about you since before the two of you started dating, and he knew he wanted to work with you from the moment he saw you. 

- That didn’t mean he necessarily trusted you right away or anything, that came with a lot of time and relationship-building (especially because he new you could manipulate him mentally using your quirk if you wanted to), but he could see right away how powerful and skilled you were, and what an asset you would be to him and the League if you worked together

- And so he brought you to the League, slowly developing feelings over time as you proved just what a valuable asset you were to the League as a whole, and what an amazing partner you’d be to him as he began to trust that you wouldn’t use your power on him for any nefarious reasons

- Once the two of you are together, he’s honestly pretty protective of you

- It’s been a long time since Touya had anything that he was actually afraid of losing, but now that he has you, someone he can truly say he loves, the thought of someone trying to take you away from him is terrifying

- He’s not dumb, he knows that if he saw your potential before ever meeting you in person, other people do too. Heroes and other villains as well most likely, and with threats of heroes trying to lock you up and other villains trying to steal you for themselves, he can’t afford not to be protective

- He knows you can handle yourself, you’re an absolute bad-ass and your quirk makes it nearly impossible to face you head-on and win. But he can’t help but worry, and when he’s gone so many years without feeling that kind of worry, it overwhelms him and he’s compelled to do everything he can to keep you safe

- He’ll agree to train with you when you ask him in order to help you improve your skills with your quirk, but again, Touya’s not stupid. You can literally control his mind, he knows he has no chance of winning against you

- But he’s happy to help you strengthen your skills anyways, and he does give it his all each battle. He’s just accepted from the start that he’ll almost certainly not beat you, so his ego doesn’t get bruised when he inevitably loses

- Plus he finds it really hot when you look at him with the glowing red eyes you have whenever you’re using your quirk, red vapor emitting from your skin as you show off your amazing power. It’s quite distracting, in all honestly, and it’s led him to pull you in for a kiss and suddenly end your training session as you get completely distracted by your needy boyfriend more than once

- He likes to subtly brag to the other members of the League, too. Whenever you capture a hero or complete a mission without so much as a scratch left on you, he’ll mutter a satisfied, slightly protective “That’s my s/o” just loud enough for the others to hear him with the biggest shit-eating grin across his face :)

♡ Jin Bubaigawara ♡

- Jin is genuinely very proud of you and your amazing powers, he thinks you’re amazing all around and he tells everyone he knows about how strong his s/o’s power is

- He’s a very enthusiastic boyfriend, you see, and he loves taking about how amazing you an your power set is to anyone who will listen. (Which is beginning to become a difficult feat, as everyone in the League is beyond sick of hearing him talk about you at this point and he doesn’t really talk to anyone else much)

- He loves the League very much and considers them his family, but you come above even them. He’d rather die than let anything happen to you, and he makes sure you know that any time you go out on a mission together and tells you that his purpose is to protect you while you get the job done with your skills :)

- As your boyfriend, he’s also more than happy to help you improve your powers and grow stronger. He’s down to spar with you whenever you want to train, and he’s more than willing to get his ass kicked battling you if it’s helping you grow in the long run

- He’s never outright made you promise not to do any mind-control or getting into his head/altering his memories or perception, as he just trusts you not to do anything like that to him. Whether you betray that trust or not is up to you, but he never feels the need to have that conversation because as his partner, he trusts you wholly and completely

- He knows that your power requires full concentration, so he tries his best to ensure that whenever you’re training your mental abilities on your own, there are no distractions. 

- He himself is pretty easily distracted, though, so unfortunately sometimes things slip through the cracks and someone/something manages to break your concentration and mess up your training

- He would do a lot of convincing to try and get you to join the League, because he thinks that you and your quirk would be an amazing asset to the League and working together would mean he would get to spend even more time with you! 

- Jin never really wants to leave you alone, so he loves the idea of getting to spend more time with you, but if you really don’t want to work with the League, then he wont push it

- If you do decide to work with the League, though, he does everything he can to get you and the others to get along and to get them to see how amazing you and your powers are, even though that’s a difficult task considering how some of the League members react to new people lol. 

- He’ll find a way, though, and soon you’ll become an absolutely essential member of and powerhouse to the League :)

♡ Keigo Takami ♡

- Keigo first saw you when you found yourself in the top 10 heroes of Japan one year, noticing quickly how you were the only person around his age in the top 10 alongside him

- He had seen you on TV before and knew the basic ideas of what your quirk could do, but when he saw you in person for the first time, he immediately knew that he wanted to get closer to you

- Something about you was just electric to him, drawing him in without even trying (and that wasn’t you using your quirk on him at all, he was just utterly infatuated with you even during your first ever meeting lol)

- The two of you talked a lot that night, Keigo even walking you home once the event was over because he wasn’t ready to stop chatting quite yet

- Despite only knowing the man for a few hours, you felt a connection and decided to confide in him, confessing that sometimes your powers were incredibly difficult to handle as a pro hero 

- Having the power to see people’s thoughts, create illusions in their head and completely control them if certain circumstances were met was a very heavy weight to bear, and there were often debates amongst the public (and even in your own head) about how to ethically use your power, and what was too far

- You were careful to only ever use your ability to see into peoples’ minds when you absolutely needed it for a mission, you’d never use it on anyone in your personal life even as a joke. But it was still a heavy burden to bear and a very tricky power to balance in your position, and Keigo was incredibly sympathetic to that struggle

- He’s heard the debates about your powers before, and after that night he becomes one of your biggest defenders as he sees you’d never use your powers for anything other than good

- Especially after you start dating, whenever you’re brought up in interviews or people ask how he’s able to trust you as his partner with a power like that. he defends you and tells them that he’s 100% certain that he and all the other people you love can trust you. He knows for certain that you’re a good person, and wouldn’t abuse your power for personal gain

- When you first started training together his pride is definitely a little wounded by how easily you’re able to beat him when you max out your power lol, making a little pouty face that you have to kiss off his lips as you smirk in victory

- But over time he accepts that he’s no match for you in direct combat, and he takes great pride in how powerful you are, always going on and on about how “My s/o’s an absolute powerhouse, it’s pretty hot. You should see them in action” to his hero friends lol 

- He does still like to tease you sometimes about how “spooky” you look when you use your power, though, saying you look like you belong in a comic book with red vapor wafting off of you in waves

- He knows that just because you’re powerful doesn’t mean that you can handle everything on your own, though, so he tries to make sure that you always have help and aren’t being forced to take on difficult missions on your own, and he always makes sure that you have a loving, cuddly boyfriend to come back home to and relax with at the end of all the days filled with difficult villains you have to face :)

Request - Anonymous said: hello!!! how are you? i saw you have your request open so i wanted to ask some hcs of hawks, dabi & twice with a reader that has some of the scarlet witch powers, not all of them bc that will be weird lmao??? if you could that would be amazing but if not that's totally okay!!! <3

A/N: I’m sorry if this request isn’t exactly what you wanted anon, I wasn’t sure which aspects of her powers you would want included in this so I tried to choose a set that would fit together/at least somewhat make sense as a single quirk and also what would be the most interesting to write! Also apologies if Twice’s isn’t the most accurate or if it isn’t as well-written, I did my best but I’ll admit I don’t know a ton about him as a character so I’m not sure how well that section turned out but hopefully it was okay, since I got to get to know his character at least a little better after finally catching up on season 6! ( Also I’ve told you guys before that I primarily write based on requests, and I’m especially inspired by/quicker to finish headcanon requests, so if you have any requests (especially for headcanons) please send them my way and I’ll happily write them for you! :)

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[lollytea]

Huntlow ft Gus au where they roleplay Cosmic frontier and being O'bailey helps Hunter feel more confident to flirt with Willow? Kinda like in Community when Annie, Troy and Abed roleplay Inspector Spacetime and Abed totally changes when getting into character

OKAY OKAY OKAY But after all this Collector shit is over and everything settles down. Hunter and Gus LARPing in their Cosmic Frontier cosplays and Gus casts an illusion curtain so Camila's basement really does feel like the inside of a futuristic spaceship. They even get Camila on board to join them. (Remember how excited she was to LARP in Yesterday's Lie?? She's never done anything like this before but she would be so into it!!)

Anyway. You KNOW how Gus and Hunter are. Obviously Gus is a born performer and very committed to theatrics but also there's Hunter who is intensely hyperfixated on Cosmic Frontier and not only connects to O'Bailey but also sees him as a fictional role model of sorts. He's cool and smart and kind and confident and basically everything Hunter aspires to be. So O'Bailey is basically Hunter's main blorbo. He WOULD be the type to keep a notebook full of O'Bailey characters analysis. He understands this fictional man inside and out. Everything from his big grand life aspirations and inner turmoil to his little character tics and personal details.

So when he and Gus get into the zone? Oh Hunter would take it so deathly seriously. Gus would too so they're perfect LARPing partners.

I think it definitely fits with Hunter's tendency to lose himself in the roles that he plays, like how his personality altered when he was wearing the Golden Guard uniform. Except, in this case, Hunter's face is on full display and rather than O'Bailey being a character Hunter can hide behind like the GG was, it's more like Hunter is just having fun playing pretend, while using O'Bailey as a bit of an outlet for him to experiment with the person he wants to be. Role-playing as this character he really likes helps with his confidence significantly as with the bonus of being unmasked, it's easier for him to tap into it as Hunter.

Eventually. Eventually.

Because when they first start playing pretend, Hunter believes that he's playing an entirely different person than himself. But he has so much fun with it!!!

Anyway Gus and Hunter get very into their roles, acting out extremely tense and emotionally gripping scenes. Camila is also very enthusiastic, though she has a tendency to break character every once in a while by devolving into squeals because this is just SO cool!!! Why did she and Manny never do this??

Anyway Willow almost always shows up to watch. For the plot. She sits there and she watches Hunter go full cool hero protagonist mode for the plot. She's very interested in....whatever the fuck is going on. There's an asteroid about to hit the ship she thinks. She doesn't know what an asteroid is but she assumes this is a bad thing.

It's Camila that kickstarts the chaos. She notices the scene is waning in regards to cool shit to say and decides to spice things up. As O'Bailey and Avery are engaged in a tense dialogue, she shuffles over to where Willow is sitting and takes her by the hands to hoist her up.

"How about you join us, Mija? :)"

"Oh!" Says Willow, blinking out of the stupor that overcame her when Hunter started a dramatic monologue about the safety of everyone in the galaxy. "Okay...?"

She had never done something like this before. But now that Camila is leading her over to the boys, she thinks to herself...hm. yeah...Yeah!! Yeah, this could be fun!!!

"Captain Avery." Camila says sharply, snapping her posture straight. "Botanist Kumiko O'Bailey has been sent to inspect our vegetation crop and report back to the Nebula Federation."

Gus and Hunter turn to look at them and Willow feels the push to engage.

"Uhh. YES!" She announces, adopting a powerful air as she places her fists on her hips and tips her chin up high. "It's me! Kumiko!! And I'm here to...uh. To do what Camila just said."

"Quando."

"What Quando just said."

"Also...." Camila continues. "She mentioned wanting to see her husband."

"My what now?" Willow blurts out under her breath.

Oh. Right. Kumiko. Kumiko O'Bailey. She had heard that name once or twice. She knows at least a chunk of the lore. Hunter talks about it often.

So. So she's currently playing the role of...

"Kumiko!" Hunter exclaims and rushes to her side. And then suddenly there's hands and they're long and narrow and warm and they are cradling her hands. And though Willow has held Hunter's hands plenty of times, it was always initiated by her. It's his sudden bout of forwardness that stuns her speechless.

Where is this coming from?

"Um..." Willow finds herself mumbling idiotically.

"You weren't answering any of my communications." Hunter says, looking deeply invested in the colour of Willow's eyes. "I was worried..."

Hunter has not acknowledged that this is something he would have been far too shy to do with Willow Park under any other circumstances. Because he is currently Chief Engineer O'Bailey and he is extremely committed to portraying this role faithfully. And if there's one thing he knows about O'Bailey, it's that he loves Kumiko with abandon.

"Aw, well, you know how it is," Willow grins, still a little breathless. She tries to tear her eyes away from their interlaced fingers, a slight blush seeping across her cheeks.

"The communication....thingie...was busted. So I just figured I'd hop on a spaceship and come find ya."

Under the assumption that she's nailing this role, Willow decides to get a little rambunctious with it. She tilts her head to the side, tweaking her smile into something overtly flirty. "I missed you <3" She says in a honey sweet tone that she has used on him on numerous occasions. It usually renders Hunter completely unsure of what to do with himself. It's adorable.

But not this time.

Hunter, completely unruffled, responds with a warm endeared smile that sends Willow's pulse coursing. "I missed you too." He says softly.

And then. One of those accursed hands of his. It settles into a gentle caress against her face.

Willow's eyes are just about about bulging out of their sockets.

"But wooow," Hunter croons, stroking the pad of his thumb across her cheekbone. (Her skin is hot and he is gonna notice, which is only making it hotter.) That's when the flirtatious touch to his own smile cracks through. "You traveled all those lightyears? For me?"

Willow does not have a fucking clue what a lightyear is. But she likes the sound of the word when he says it like that.

"You betcha, babe!" Willow responds enthusiastically, trying to regain some handle on this scenario. "You know I'd travel a million lightyears just to see you."

She flirts. Her. Willow.

Hunter unexpectedly taking the lead here is throwing her off. She's floundering.

Is this what she does to him all the time?

Hunter's smile spreads and he takes a step closer.

Willow would have taken an instinctive step back but she is currently frozen to the spot.

Hunter's eyes are very brown.

"Well..." He says musingly. "You've seen me. Will that be everything, Mrs O'Bailey?"

Willow is certain her heart forgot its main functions before promptly bursting into a frenzy.

How has his palm not scalded against her cheek.

Willow is about to say something. Potential responses swirl around in her head.

She isn't quite sure what is about to happen. All she's processing is that Hunter is standing very close and she has some ideas of what she would like to happen right now and she's pretty sure if she just--

"Oooooh. Go Hunter!" Somebody suddenly whoops and Willow gets to see the O'Bailey persona shatter like glass before her very eyes.

Luz has descended the stairs with not an ounce of context of what is going on. All she sees is Hunter cupping Willow's cheek and moving closer and closer.

Camila is observing with a broad beam, while Gus leans against a nearby wall, a little bored.

With that, Hunter is yanked back to the reality of the situation. He's not in space, he's in a basement. He's not Chief Engineer O'Bailey, he's Hunter. And she is not his wife Kumiko. She is Willow Park.

He might have been about to kiss Willow Park.

Heat floods his face and he breaks into a splutter of rapid-fire apologies. The words are spit out so frantically, they begin to tangle together.

And as charmed as Willow tends to be with flustered Hunter, she is quite disappointed that whatever that was is over.

Meanwhile Hunter is dangerously close to the realization that flirting with Willow Park is something as impossible as he originally thought.

#huntlow #if you send me fun little huntlow asks you too might receive some stupid shit like this

[rnisa]

Hey! Mind doing headcanons of wammy boys + light (pre death note/au without the death note because that light/kira is dead to me 💀) on what their type of s/o would be? Thank you and have a wonderful day 💝💝💝

Hi there lovely Anon! Yes, I would LOVE to. Let's bury Kira!Light together. Please note that I headcanon every character in the series as bisexual so these are meant to be gender-neutral. However, you can headcanon them however you like, and have fun within your own imagination. The more people who can enjoy my work, the better!

What Type of S/O Light and the Wammy Boys Could Have - AU where there is no Death Note

Light Yagami

★ This could definitely just be me projecting, but I can see Light being attracted to someone very different from himself, the "norm", or what you'd expect. He seems relatively bored with his life as a teenager, kind of as if he's maxed out on a video game and everything feels too easy. He's definitely a manwhore and dates around a lot, but hasn't really had a serious relationship. He never had a serious partner throughout school; his dates were just for fun or to pass the time. In university, Light begins to date Kiyomi. Because objectively together...they make sense. They look good together. But Light's interest in her was minimal. Once he realized she was "all or nothing" and Light was losing interest, he split things off amicably pretty fast.

★ I can see Light being drawn to someone...strange and unusual. Honestly, this is going to sound weird but without the Death Note I can definitely see him at least very attracted to her appearance given how she stands out (but in this AU, they never meet.) Light strikes me as the type who would want someone interesting and different from the norm. "Annoyed to Lovers" is very fitting, he'd be annoyed, maybe a bit put-off from someone who is loud and without shame, but he would find these traits endearing over time. You don't need to be a genius but you do need to be intelligent and able to have serious discussions with him. If you can't keep up with him or at least try to (and succeed, he's not the most patient but at the same time he is above average) he won't want you.

★Light is attracted to someone who can challenge him. He's not used to someone who talks back to him really, and at first he finds it annoying but it quickly becomes a turn-on when someone does...of course, that'll only make him want to 'put you in your place' all the more. He's had enough of people who swoon over him and come to him so easily. Someone overly emotional, stubborn, tough and strong would balance him out well. As much as he's turned on by you talking back to him, he would cherish the moments he's able to push you into a more submissive state. He's a brat tamer. There would be arguments, but they are resolved. He does have a thing for a traditional relationship so no matter your gender, he wants you at home, looking cute and sexy when he returns from work for the day.

L Lawliet

★This might be an unpopular opinion but I can see L as the most versatile one when it comes to his tastes. At the core, L wants someone who is nice, and kind. He's worked on some awful crimes, seen the very worst of people...the poor guy's exhausted. He's also not in any position to be dating around much, and the lack of experience means he does not really have a whole lot to go off of. While he would love the comfort of a partner, he at times thinks he can't possibly have a relationship. In his mind, he can't give most people the average life they want, a "normal" life. To be with L you do need to compromise a lot, and essentially alter your entire way of living to fit into his. This isn't for everybody, and he understands that. ★All this being said, L of course, has standards. But out of every character you've requested for, I can see him being the most open minded, having more types. It's not because he doesn't have many chance to meet people so he'd take what he could get - ABSOLUTELY NOT. It's just that he doesn't have very many preferences due to the lacking of experience. He will be drawn to a warm person, full of life, with a generally positive disposition. I can't really explain it but if there is a natural sort of chemistry there, it will happen. Someone who stays with him and keeps him company, your presence is enough. You couldn't be overtly meek or shy, as a relationship probably wouldn't take off at all. You need to be the one who takes charge and makes the first initial moves.

★ You don't need to be a genius to be with him either, but again, you cannot be shallow and willfully ignorant to the world around you.

Near

★ Like L, Near would be difficult. It's really hard to say what would be his type.

★ Again, probably me projecting but I can genuinely see Near connecting a lot and having many online friends. He's easily able to mask his online appearance and do things safely under varying pseudonyms. I don't know why I HC Near as a gamer so much, but it's just pretty funny to me. I don't think it's too far fetched but I'm sure that's not for everyone...

★ Going with that headcanon, Near would most definitely be able to socialize in games. I do think he has a circle of friends he regularly games and chats with, when he's not working. Rester and Lidner are very supportive of this since it gives them a break helps to broaden his social skills. In this scenario, Near could become attracted to someone purely for their mind. He wouldn't realize it at first, but slowly he'd talk with a certain someone every day, even when he isn't up for gaming. One day he doesn't hear for you, and he is surprised. You must be busy. Day two, you haven't appeared online. Now he's worried. After day three he's already sad and tries to find a way to ask Rester about this. As smart as he is, Rester definitely figures out that Near loves someone before he does. It's at this point once you finally come back and apologize for being away, "Sorry, life got busy!" , you realize Near's...passive clinginess. Uh oh.

★ I think many people he'd interact with online would mostly find him annoying. But, those who are patient with him and able to take the time to understand him would find that he is just incredibly "sheltered", and, once they got to know him, he would have a strong support circle. He develops feelings for you because you form a bond. You obviously wouldn't have much in common besides gaming, but you are essentially one of Near's gateways to the outside world. Youre watching a new show and tell him about it? Near's already on episode two. You just got Animal Crossing and you're playing it with all your friends? Near buys it, just to have another way to connect with you. You talk, share each others thoughts and feelings. He learns what your dreams are, what you want. He knows a lot about you, but you know very little about him which becomes frustrating to you.

SO it's hard for me to say when it comes to Near, again due to lack of experience. I don't know what his type would be but he has the capacity to form a deeper bond with very few. You need to be patient and persistent.

Mello

Thank God, an easy one.

★ Mello is a bit toxic in my HC? Like he's done some rude shit. He's pretty annoying and you need to be mentally and emotionally strong because there will be plenty of arguments.

★ I think his type is on the surface, a bit superficial. Depending on what you are he's all for big tits/big dick/fat fuckin' ass. He doesn't want someone who traded in their brains for beauty, but he is definitely the most visually inclined here of them all. Mello's type would be someone who can be tough...but not as tough as him. He's definitely more into the high maintenance type, and he's not sure why. He's attracted to those who take care of themselves physically, from looking good to always cleaning up and always dressed nice.

Beyond Birthday lmao the gif

★ B has a type in my HC: people that are completely put off by him. For some reason, it gets him off when he's able to make someone uncomfortable and confused with his actions. He likes their reactions (usually of disgust). B is more interested in the innocent, naïve, curious type. He is a great actor, and I'd like to think he has plenty of experience. He has little sense of self/is constantly in an identity crisis, so I feel he tries out a "new" personality each time he's interested in someone new. He'd spend time stalking them and finding out what they look for in a partner, and become that, for a short while. He's drawn to interesting and mysterious people, what he thinks "interesting" is essentially anyone who deviates from the norm, in some way. I do think he's one of the more sexually-inclined people in this list, I could see him meeting someone just as uhm...what's a nice word for fucked up... as he is through some kind of online fe tish site, and building a relationship purely based from a BDSM agreement. I could go into detail on another post but I'm going to try to keep this one relatively tame.

If he was genuinely in love, and with the right partner who he's able to open up to and talk with, I do believe he could have gotten help before committing murder. B has a lot of issues to unpack and requires legitimate professional help, therapy, even short-term hospitalization. But I do think there could have been a chance. BUT , there wasn't a chance, and this didn't happen. So B would not divulge the true and honest inner workings of his mind to you. It's unfortunate, but if you date during or after (AU he doesn't attempt to cancel his subscription to life and is never caught, continuing to carry out murders just to fuck with L? Or if he somehow managed to avoid his triple life sentences and get out of prison?) you would essentially be dating a monster in disguise. Literally.

#death note x reader #light yagami #l lawliet #near death note #mello death note #light yagami x reader #l lawliet x reader #near x reader #mello x reader #nate river #mihael keehl #beyond birthday #beyond birthday x reader #bb death note #death note

[askanaroace]

Nov Carnival of Aros: Aplatonic - Aplatonic Advice

So this month's Carnival is hosted by @exploringaspec on the topic of aplatonicism.

Now, I've written quite a bit about my aplatonicism and aplatonicism in general already (all of which AUREA is welcome to quote if anything is interesting enough).

Loneliness - I Don't Think I Experience It

Aplatonicism guitar playing metaphor

Afamilial Thoughts

How I Came to the Aplatonic Label

Platonic vs romantic love

Coping with loneliness

Dealing with guilt

So it was quite difficult for me to come up with something I wanted to talk about this month. Since I am an advice blog, I think I will go with some general advice to anybody aplatonic, aplatonic spectrum, or questioning.

-> Remember, aplatonic is just like any other label. It's a tool. It's not meant as a diagnosis. You don't need to meet some standard or pass some test to be valid. Is the term aplatonic useful to you in some way? Does it make you feel good/comfortable/seen to use the label? Does it help you connect with a community of people who have similar experiences to you? Do you want to ID as aplatonic? If you answered yes to any ONE of those, then try the label out! You make the label work for you. You don't work yourself to the label. Use it when, how, and if you feel like it. That includes not using or discarding the term if it doesn't work for you, even if you might technically fit into the definition.

-> There's no one way you have to feel. I mean this multiple ways. You're not somehow inherently "wrong" for not feeling A Way(TM) about the people in your life just because a lot of people may feel differently than you. There's not one way to be aplatonic, either. The term has multiple, wide definitions. It can refer to people who don't experience platonic crushes. It can refer to people who don't experience platonic love. It can refer to people who have difficulty, disinterest, and/or discomfort in making, managing, or maintaining platonic relationships. Again: do you connect to the term in some way? That's what matters. Language is a tool. That's it.

-> Foster whatever kinds of relationships you desire or that make you happy. Don't foster relationships you don't desire or that make you unhappy. You can be aplatonic and allosexual. You can be aplatonic and alloromantic. You can be aplatonic and experience alterous attraction. You can be aplatonic and want a committed partner of some kind. You can be aplatonic and polyamorous. You can be aplatonic and experience familial, aesthetic, sensual, etc. attraction. You can be aplatonic and want none of that. You can be aplatonic and be a hermit/recluse. You can be aplatonic and enjoy having acquaintances or other casual platonic relationships. Instead of getting hung up on the label, explore what makes you happy - and what doesn't. And it's okay if this changes over time (short- or long-term).

-> Relationships aren't the only thing in life. Feel free to focus on hobbies, art, sports, exercise, cooking, baking, fashion, work, volunteering, animals, education, meditation, spirituality. In fact, I would encourage everyone to not forgot those parts of life exist and to pursue other parts of yourself beyond your relationship to other people.

I hope there are some helpful words in here if you needed them.

Volunteering for the Carnival is deceptively easy, and we have an open spot for December and January. If there's a topic you want to engage the community in, please reach out. All you need is a topic idea and a place you can receive submissions at. If you don't even have a place to host - we'll help with that.

#aplatonic #apl #carnival of aros #identity #questioning #labels

[wfagamerants]

I’ve made a whole post about why I don’t think Mario has any true canon months ago, yet at the same time also pointed out some things where Mario can be surprisingly consistent.

Truth to be told, while I do point to inconsistencies in the games, which are plentiful, the main culprit are Nintendo themselves.

I tend to look at what they say and how they operate to, as best as possible, gauge their intentions with a lot of stuff and a good example of their willingness to play fast and loose and actively alter information is with the Koopalings:

Contrary to what is often quoted, Miyamoto never said they never were Bowser’s kids, but rather that in ‘’their current story’’ Jr is his only child.

Another example of them changing their stance as they see fit to me is how they treated the subject of Mario and Luigi being plumbers.

We have very direct statements of how during the 2010s, people were not allowed to bring up that subject matter in videos:

And even a documented instance of a Japanese bio referring to Mario as having been a plumber a long time ago.

Which, as seen on the screenshot, has obviously been changed since and we got even more recent examples of the movie and one of Wonder’s loading screen trivia bits presenting his occupation proudly. Even at the time 3D World wasn’t shy about it:

Which is one of several times where official statements and in-game content don’t exactly align, heck, it’s weird on a general level given pipes are such a crucial bit of iconography for the franchise, derived by the fact that Mario and Luigi are indeed plumbers.

Stuff like that is why the Toad and Captain Toad thing is a sore spot for me. I never actually denied official sources claiming they are different character, but even despite that kind of explicit statement:

They chose to okay Galaxy supplementary materials that call Toad the Toad Brigade Captain and put him on the cover of Galaxy 2, in the same spot Captain is at in the Starship Mario art no less.

They chose to not have red spots, blue vest Toad in 3D World besides a pre-release Captain Toad life icon, instead having a Blue Toad be playable, which is not how the Toad character is ever represented, to the point where when 3D World art and renders are used to represent him, they are ALWAYS edited to give him the red spots. It’s hard to call it a SMB2 callback, because unlike say, Luigi’s Mansion King Boo or Biker Wario, it’s never even acknowledged or brought back like other game specific designs.

They chose to have a pre-release bonus for Treasure Tracker, an amiibo bundle for it and the function for said amiibo, to be all based around Toad and one of the mission descriptions even just calls him Toad, despite Captain Toad supposedly being a name.

They chose to give Captain in TT Toadette as a partner and include SMB2 elements like turnips and Shy Guys (only red and blue ones like in that game no less) which have no relevance to this supposed separate character, yet are highly tied to Toad.

They chose to have Mario in the Toad costume be called Captain in special Mario Challenge dialogue, in the first Mario Maker.

They chose to show Captain when talking about Toad in an Odyssey developer’s Q&A video.

They chose to have the Toad spirit become Captain Toad in Smash Ultimate, lining up with stuff like Shadow becoming Super Shadow or Alm, Celica and Isaac becoming their adult selves.

They chose to give Captain in Mario Kart Tour most of Toad’s animations, a trait *only* seen with variants and even classify him as a variant internally. Party Time Toad, who is definitively him, has more distinct animations than Captain does.

They chose to give Toad a treasure hunting themed expansion set and even call him a treasure hunter in LEGO Mario, an ongoing merch-line with an extremely big name.

They chose to continue the 3D World thing with Wonder, keeping Toad off the roster when Captain is around, while Mario vs DK has him playable no problem.

They chose to let the movie, Mario’s biggest non-gaming outing to date, very explicitly treat Toad and Captain as the same character and even give out pamphlets explaining references in the movie in Japan. Said pamphlet calls Treasure Tracker Toad’s game, making no mention of Captain as a separate character.

They chose to make a big promo video promoting Mario games tied to certain characters and have Toad tied to Treasure Tracker. This video was also put on the Nintendo Switch news tab, mentioning Captain by name in the description, yet showing Toad and it has its own spot on the Nintendo website too. Additionally they list Treasure Tracker in Toad’s list of appearances on Play Nintendo.

In isolation I wouldn’t think much of any of these, but when it happens so often I do start to wonder what the idea is. They are shooting every opportunity to establish Captain as his own character, especially for normies who likely just saw him and assumed he was Toad anyways, in the foot. 

I tend to refer to the movie a lot when trying to cite Nintendo’s seeming attitude towards some things too and yeah, I do still think it’s a big deal the New York backstory is back. It clashes with the Yoshi’s Island backstory, which is also supported by Mario & Luigi Partners in Time, but THAT backstory in turn clashes with the pre-SMB games and bios as late as 1994, that referred to Mario as italian, Foreman Spike as american and Pauline as being from New York, still establishing the old backstory as relevant enough to be brought up in character guides.

They are questionably compatible, but that’s because they are from very different eras of Mario. The Yoshi’s Island one will likely persist as the more commonly referred to one, because it mixes better with Mario’s SMB onwards world, but the old backstory is still accepted enough by Nintendo to allow it in a monster hit movie.

And that’s the thing, the movie takes liberties, but still holds true to a vision Nintendo themselves want to have out there, for Mario and his world. They know many people will be exposed to Mario for the first time in a while or possibly ever, through the movie and okayed for it as a way to interpret the franchise, that is a big deal.

Is the movie ‘’canon’’ to the games? We don’t know, Mario doesn’t have an officially recognized canon ala’ Hyrule Hystoria. It may not be canon in the sense of having happened in the game universe 1:1, but it is canon as a Nintendo approved, modern, big interpretation of Mario.

And the thing is, regardless if it’s canon or not, it’s influence can already be felt.

The Peach Showtime cover art has been updated in a way that makes Peach resemble her movie design a bit more, Wonder’s animation upgrade was directly motivated by living up to the movie’s standards of how people expect the characters to move and animate and then you got this:

A video on Nintendo’s official Youtube accounts, a Switch news tab article and even it’s own page on their website. A remarkably pushed marketing pull for games conveniently only highlighting characters in the movie and the game selection is clearly inspired by that too. Smash for DK to replicate his fight with Mario, Toad explicitly being called Captain, Mario Kart for Peach because that section was a prominent marketing scene for her, etc.

Nintendo’s biggest concern is how they want the brand to be presented, more than any canon. I’ll call out inconsistencies when I see them, but in general, this is what I pay attention to the most and why I am very accepting of the fact Mario is always bound to face changes, bigger and smaller, that may at times even be departures from what came before.

#super mario

[tranquil-ivy]

Okay—I really need to know this because it’s been keeping me up all night pookie…This is just my guess! But we can alter the story any way! MENTIONS OF ABUSE (KINDA)!!!

I feel like Chris’s now wife was in one of those situations where she got married extremely young, I’d say about 20-22? Maybe even a little older. But I feel like that’s one reason she was in such an abusive and toxic marriage. Her and her now ex husband were still young, probably had a baby not to long after, and that’s when I think the abuse really started.

It wasn’t long after their little ‘honeymoon’ which was really them just having time off from work and staying home all day. He’d start getting a bit manipulative and toxic, then as you advanced into your pregnancy, I feel like that’s when all of the real serious things started to happen. It would be over the most random and small thing too. She accidentally dropped a glass while washing the dishes? He’d get into his screaming fit, going on about how she was useless while she stood there like a scared puppy, trying her hardest to apologize and defend herself only to be met with a slap on the face.

Ollie was only a year and a couple months when you finally had enough, dropping everything and leaving your shitty husband. You’d spend all day working, taking extra shifts to make enough to atleast put away for a tiny apartment for you and Ollie. Yelling at Redfield all night for him to take your orders and STOP GETTING HIMSELF IN TROUBLE!!!

Chris was born in 1973, technically making him like…51 or something in 2024 😳. (I ❤️ Peepaws.) He’d be 48 in RE8 and around 40 for Death Island. I feel like him and his wife would have an age difference. Let’s just say she got married at 24, + 1 year for the pregnancy with Ollie and how long it took to conceive. 25 + 15 (Ollie’s age basically) she’d be around 39/40ish in 2024? Correct my math and lore if I’m wrong yall…

AND GIVE OPINIONS!!!!! If you don’t agree, I totally understand! <3

- Anon! 🎀

(Jesus Christ this is so long I'm sorry I went crazy 😅)

(Edit: fixed some timeline inconsistencies and pin pointed that Chris and his future wife physically met sometime between August-October of 2010.)

Correction: Chris is 42 in DI cause it's set in 2015.

If your math is matching right and by the ages of the kids they met sometime in 2011ish, So he'd be 38 and if she got married at 22, waited to have a baby at 24+1 for the pregnancy and 1 more year for the time frame of her leaving Turner (yes her ex-husband gets an ugly name). She'd be 26 when they met.

11 years difference

(fun fact, my parents were 11 years apart from each other lol)

So if our girl math is girl mathing yes, it be 51/40 (Cradle robber Chris. Jkjk that's not even that big of a gap imo)

Which is hilarious because that would mean she's younger than Claire too... By 5 years. But y'know. People can find love at any age. Plus there's benefits to loving an older man. They know what they want (most of the time)

As for the previous marriage! (CW: Baby trapping and abuse in a varieties of ways) (Also, there's literally no excuse to abuse your partner...)

They definitely got married young, probably met in college and decided to get married after she graduated (he's like a year or 2 older than her). Turner's got some fancy business job that makes him stressed constantly and he's away a lot so she didn't get to see him often.

She's got a degree in Public Relations and knows a few languages as she took elective courses to make her resume look all that more sparkling when graduating. And so she shot high, applying for a lot of jobs (it's about 2006 at this point so the job market isn't that bad) she gets a lot of offers.

She ends up taking some assitant position at a relator office and the market crash is 08 pretty much made her job vanish. So she's unemployed and solely relying on Turner. Which is fine, he's doing well and they have a good income. Nothing to worry about too much. But for ages now they've argued and it got really heated. Got in each others faces. But she loves him so she stays. But her patience is waring thinner and thinner by the day.

She gets pregnant and he's just... Awful. Manipulative and making everything out to be about how this is going to solely affect him. (Even though he most definitely got her pregnant on purpose so she'd have no choice but to stay) But she debates on keeping the baby and eventually Turner tells her she is. Doesn't even let her think otherwise after that, love bombs her because it's noticeable she has one foot out the door. But even after that she's on edge constantly. Flinching at the slightest knock or slam of a door because she thinks something's wrong immediately.

Turner still argues with her, has escalated to calling her a worthless cow by now. Telling her all she's ever been good for was giving him the son she's pregnant with. Eventually he goes away for business and she tries gaining some sense of independence. So she gets a shitty marketing job where she basically calls people all day and gets hung up on. July 2009 rolls around and Ollie's born. Turner makes her quit her job so she can take care of the baby. Complaining about how they can't afford daycare right now.

So she complies... Quiting her job. Things got worse and worse from that point on. This is when the physical abuse starts. They're fighting in the kitchen and Ollie's asleep in his room. Turner comes in from work and they start going at it. Ollie wakes up and starts crying over the baby monitor. Immediately she's going to see what's wrong and the argument shifts to her mothering skills and how Oliver seems to be getting too reliant on her. So she spits back at him about how if she had some help it wouldn't be like that.

Turner slaps her, she's shocked. He actually put his hands on her. He wedges her between the babys bedroom door and his body. His hands gripping her hard enough to bruise. Gritting his teeth as he threatens her. Telling her if she ever talks to him like that again he'll do a lot more than just a simple slap. He let's her go and tells him to shut the baby up.

So she goes into Ollie's room and consoles him and she starts silently crying herself. Realizing the severity of everything now. She can't stay, that was just the first time and if he'd do that feet away from the baby imagine what he'd do in front of him...

So she start slowly warming him up to the idea of getting a job again. To help get Ollie in daycare or even a nanny so they can get out of their apartment and into a house with enough space. Turner agrees, letting her look for a job. She applies for a job as a communications team lead at the BSAA. It sounds like an easy enough job. And she's over qualified. Saving up for nearly a year all while taking countless instances of abuse verbally or physically.

She gets the job easily. Ends up setting up her checks to go into her friends business account and transfer her paychecks into a separate account because she lied to Turner and told him she got a job with her friend so it be "more secure" and less likely to be fired. He buys it. She slowly pulls money out of her second account and hides it in the babies room until he goes on a business trip for work.

Literally packs all their stuff in the back of a moving truck and goes to Bella (her best friend since highschool) begging for the help she needs and of course she takes them in...

She's finally out of that hellhole. Slaps him with a divorce filing not long after. Getting a push from the countless police reports they'd had filed over domestic disputes. No need to wait to separate. But the divorce takes time itself.

She takes night shifts, switching spots with the night shift lead because it's higher pay. The only thing that she hates about the job is the people she has to deal with. Especially with the Alpha team leader who frequently talks over her or orders his men to shut comms off in enemy territory when it's literally her job to relay information. You strictly deal with this Redfield guy only...

Well each team lead needs to join a special meeting with the BSAA'S UN ambassador to go over how each department is doing. So you're all sat around this long table and they slowly introduce everyone as each department or team head stands up and talks about everything. It's your turn, you stand and introduce yourself. Talk about everything that's been happening since your shift change and each teams performance could use improvements. But this absolute brick wall of a guy 3 seats down is just staring... Intensely...

Everyone is staring, they're supposed to when someone's presenting. But his feels different. Almost like you're an exhibit and he's a patron of some kind watching you in your natural habitat. You sit, being thanked by the ambassador as he moves along the table. Eventually landing on the massive guy.

The words "Alpha team leader" leave the ambassadors mouth as this bear man stands up. He's so tall... Built like a buff rectangle... He talks, introducing himself as Chris Redfield.

Of course... His name would be something douchey like Chris. He's just talking and you can't help but dig your nails into your hands he's so irritating. Eventually the meeting ends and you're saying your goodbyes as you leave the meeting room and who's waiting at the elevator.

Redfield... Of course.

You really can't help yourself at this point, this man's been on your nerves for the past 2 months now. You need to say something. So you stomp towards him, pulse beating in your neck the longer you look at him.

"Hey asshole." He turns his attention as you walk up to him. He looks down at you, the size difference being almost laughable as you glare at him.

"H-"

"You got a lot of fucking nerve talking to me like you do sometimes." His eyebrows raise and lips part, about to say something when you cut him off.

"Whatever you're about to say, save it... My job is to relay information to your TEAM, not it's captain. I'm supposed to keep you and your squad safe and informed. You aren't letting me do my God damn job."

You jab a nail into his chest, poking hard.

"I need this job. My money goes straight from my wallet into my babys mouth and I'm not gonna be the one explaining to him why mommy can't feed him because some... Some giant, steroid obsessed... bear looking man can't keep his mouth shut! So do us both a favor, shut the fuck up and let me talk to your team."

You take in a breath and he stares wide eyed and almost amazed by your display of forwardness. The elevator dings next to him as he makes some kind of "um" sound. But you don't care what he has to say, you just push past him and decide to take the stairs down.

Your next shift you come in to your desk to a bouquet of flowers and a hand written apology from Chris himself. At the bottom his phone number is scribbled next to his signature. With a 'P.S. If you ever need anything, don't be scared to reach out.'

#🏘️ domestic life with chris redfield #🌿 ivy writes #🌿 ivy replies #jesus christ this took forever

[idkmanimjustawh0re]

Harvey dent NSFW ALPHABET

Warnings : nsfw, ooc two-face.

A/n: I will be getting my bruce wayne headcanons out eventually lol but I got distracted by this and also the white knight joker version I'm working on.

Also just in case anyone is confused

Harv is referring to Harvey's alter

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Harvey is a very doting partner he likes the come down of aftercare and likes to be able to provide for his partner he'll run a bath for the both of you, or a hot shower If you prefer, and he'll help you clean up leaving soft kisses to your neck and lips as he does so.

Harv is a little worse at aftercare then harvey he doesn't get why it's necessary his aftercare is basically giving you a kiss after sex and leaving to go do whatever it is he feels like, so you'll have to tell him exactly what you want him to do and he'll do it though he might roll his eyes a bit. If you complain enough to Harvey then he'll also get on Harv's case about it and eventually he'll learn to do better aftercare and he'll also learn to enjoy it.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Harvey's favorite body part is your eyes as cliche as it is he adores the look in his partners eyes as they cum.

Harvey doesn't really like his body anymore and it'd be hard to get him to admit something he likes about himself but if he had to choose he'd say his dick only because it can make his partner feel good.

Harv's totally an ass man, he loves your ass, it doesn't matter the shape or the size he's putting his hands on your ass.

Harv likes his hands and his arms. He likes the way he can manhandle you with them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Harvey loves cumming inside you to him there is nothing more intimate then his partner allowing him to do so if you're not down then that's okay he's also okay with pulling out and cumming wherever you see fit.

Harv also loves to cum inside but for different reasons I believe they both have breeding kinks and for Harv it's a means of marking his territory and he loves to keep you plugged full of his cum as well if any slips out well its a good enough reason for him to fuck you again to make sure it stays inside. When he's not cumming inside of you he loves to cum on places like your face, your chest and your ass.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Harv is a loud mouth any secret he did have he'd probably have already told you he's unashamed of the things he does.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Harvey is experienced but it's been quite a bit since he's been with someone so he's a bit rusty give him time and he'll be amazing in no time.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Harvey likes being able to see your expression so missionary is his favorite though he's not picky about his position.

Harv loves doggy style he likes to fuck you as though you're a bitch in heat

G = Goofy (are they more serious at the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Harvey is definitely more serious during sex and doesn't care all that much for humor

Harv is down for serious sex but he can also say some pretty funny things during sex

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He probably grows very little hair and shaves most of it off.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Harvey is way more romantic than harv he likes to whisper praise and tells you how much he loves you

Harv is more dirty and talks dirty he doesn't really do romance well but he can try if it's something you want

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Harvey Jacks off occasionally he doesn't really feel the Need often now that he has you but sometimes he will.

Harv will jack off a lot if you're not around when he feels the need.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Harvey: Dom/sub, praise Kink(receiving), worship,

For harv: Dacryphilia, worship(receiving),spanking,hair pulling.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Harvey prefers staying within the comfort of his own home. He's not sure about taking big risks and doing it in public plus he has a mansion so why not just allow him to bend you over in every room.

Harv is totally into public sex he doesn't even really care if he gets Caught though it's not something he wants he's down if you want to fuck somewhere public. Still his favorite location has to be his office.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

For Harvey I'd say it's domesticity; all he really wants is a kind loving partner who can look past his scars. if you compliment him or even just do something nice for him I feel like that can really get him going

Harv gets turned on by literally anything, this man's a complete whore he'll take any chance to bend you over and fuck the life out of you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Harvey's not into knifeplay.

Harv doesn't really have any hard no's though he isn't really comfortable being a sub for the most part it'll take a while before he ever allows that to happen.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Harvey loves receiving oral. He's also good at giving oral.

Harv is amazing at giving oral he knows exactly how to work your body with his tongue

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Harvey usually is interested in more slow paced sex but occasionally when he's has a rough day he'll come home and be uncharacteristically rough with you he'll probably leave a few bruises accidentally and apologize for it.

Harv is rough almost always, that's just how he is basically the opposite of Harvey where on occasion he can be soft.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

They both enjoy indulging in quickies once in a while although harv is usually more into them then harvey is.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Harvey is down to experiment in many ways but he's not sure about risky sex its something he probably won't enjoy all too much since he worries about being caught.

Harv loves risky sex and he loves to experiment as long as he remains the dominant.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Harvey can last for about an hour each round and can go for 3-4 rounds before he needs a break

Harv can go up to 4-6 rounds it depends how long he lasts but it's usually 45 minutes to an hour at least

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Harvey doesn't own any toys himself but he's not against you bringing any into the bedroom for yourself or for him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Harvey can be a bit of a tease when he wants to be but it's mainly playful.

Harv is a major tease he loves to make you beg for every little thing he does.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Harvey is not too quiet nor too loud he's basically the middle ground he'll moan and grunt a little, he gets really loud when he cums though.

Harv is loud from his growls and dirty talk and he's unashamed with how loud he can be.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Harvey likes to get pegged..

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Seven and a half inches with a reddish cockhead.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

For harvey he has a pretty normal sex drive

Harv can get horny seemingly out of nowhere he's got a pretty high sex drive

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Harvey rarely falls asleep before you do he often likes to cuddle or chat after sex. Also enjoys watching his partner sleep

Harv also rarely falls asleep after sex but when he does it's usually an immediate reaction once his head hits the pillow

A/n: I definitely am going to have to edit this later as I wrote this all in one shot in the middle of the night

#harvey dent x reader #two-face x reader #two face x reader

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Reboot: Miraculous: Heroes of Miracles: The Lovesquare (Season 1)

-I think it will be important to say that the lovesquare is very much as integral to the reboot. But I will be changing a few things about How its handled.

-Origins still has both Marinette and Adrien falling into the lovesquare, but the event is altered

-Its actually after they beat stoneheart and Ladybug kisses chat noir's cheek, thanking him for the encouragement, and that she is "lucky" to have a partner like him. Its seeing all of the aspects of Ladybug that hit this boy like a truck. From her cute nervousness, to her confidence, her clever mind, and her supportive side. Its right after that that Chat noir has his soft "Oh" moment

-And yes even the precious Umbrella scene is getting some tweaks.

-For one, the gum seat is being changed because its pretty tame. So instead Chloe tells Adrien she needs a bucket of water, which he gets and Sabrina sets the trap. Adrien realizing what they were doing comments that this is a bit too mean of a prank. Chloé assures him it is fine, "Dont you want to fit in?"

-Adrien feels conflicted but does decide that "To hfil with it" and swipes the rope from Sabrina. This results in the bucket falling earlier, Which good news, Marinette and Alya dont get soaked, bad news "Marinette's Design notebook" does.

-And Chloé decides to play it up, making it look like Adrien's idea. Which causes Marinette rage much like in canon but now more so.

-Alya is a bit suspicious of how it was set up, but she sees her new friend in pain and is more concerned for her.

-Adrien feels guilt as getting the bucket was his fault, and he wants to make it right. He ends up venting at a table during lunch and Nino happened to be there and is like.

-"Sounds like you should apologize. Even if you didnt set up the plan, you have to clear the air." Nino himself didnt understand why he bothered telling him this. He normally never gets involved with drama.

-Adrien turned to see Nino there, and thanking him for the advice. Asking for his name.

-"Nino"

-"Adrien, sorry for randomly dumping that on you."

-Nino tells him its fine just go deal with his drama, he doesnt care for it.

-So Umbrella scene. Adrien has his umbrella, and much like the intro of the scene, Marinette dismisses him. But this time he peps himself up to go and make it right.

-He approaches her, and first thing he does is apologize, explaining that he was trying to stop the bucket from falling. He never liked harmful pranks and he especially hates the fact that Chloé didnt tell him her plan, he would have never agreed to it. He explains how he never been to real school before and is just trying to find his place. But he knows that he doesnt want to be Chloé's friend if it means hurting people. He gives her the new note book, he got it along with a fabric/swatches binder, (based on the one his dad has). Commenting that he saw one of her designs and thought it was good.

-Marinette was definitely surprised seeing this caring, and thoughtful version of what she thought was yet another spoiled rich kid. But it was him giving her the umbrella and hearing that laugh that did her in. She was left Thunderstruck, just like in canon.

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-Chat noir is actually less flirty in this. He still flirts, but usually its seen as banter. Which Ladybug goes along with. Only in super serious situation she will be like "Time and Place kitty" Which means focus, and that is when he does.

-Marinette does know Adrien's schedule to an extent, mainly because she has asked about it. They are friends, and Adrien does want to hang out with his friends.

-Alya finds out about Marinette's crush 5 episodes in. Marinette hides it and is in denial about it for a bit. Thinking that he is out of her league and doesnt want to get her hopes up. Alya nips that bulls*** mentality in the bud.

-Chat noir and Ladybug do hang out outside of akuma fights, and it isnt uncommon to see them on patrol. Chat noir comments that next time he will get macarons from his favorite bakery. Funny enough, Marinette was at the counter 10 minutes before and saw chat noir walk in to pay for the macarons.

-Marinette and Adrien hang out as friends sometimes (granted not all the time, because schedule).

-Marinette’s first civillian interaction with Chat noir is still Evillustrator. (There are some changes to this episode) Chat noir is a bit more flirty (since Marinette is Adrien’s friend) he wanted to see her flustered. But Marinette was cool as a cucumber, even with the danger. So Adrien thought she was cool.

-After Evillustrator battle. Chat noir tells ladybug he is going to check on Marinette. Since she was put in danger over it.

-So Balcony scene where Chat noir commends the baker girl, in which Marinette teases saying that He should stop being so flirty, ladybug might get jealous. He blushes and asks if that’s possible. Which chat noir then covers up with bravado. Marinette gives him some cookies as a thank you. And chat noir promises he will get her something as reward for her help.

-Adrien’s first civilian interaction with Ladybug is Pixalator, (it’s a change from the plot and character in who the akuma is). Ladybug basically guarding Adrien. As this girl is in hot pursuit of Adrien. Ladybug keeps him safe and it’s Marinette doing her best to be professional. He even saved ladybug once before “appearing to get captured.” Chat noir shows up shortly after. Apologizing he was late. Ladybug said it was fine, “Just don’t make it a habit”.

-Ladybug checks on Adrien after, and he thanks her. Asking if there is anything he could do to thank her. She smiles and tells him to enjoy life. And kisses his cheek before heading off.

-There will be LADRIEN AND MARICHAT

#miraculous: heroes of miracles #ml reboot #gale boot #ml reboot idea #adrinette #ladynoir #marichat #ladrien

[aspecpplarebeautiful]

I don’t feel like anything makes sense.

On one hand I occasionally experience romantic attraction but usually it’s platonic or alterous. I fancy the idea of a romantic relationship with those qualities to it without the romantic attraction part. But on another hand, the thought or action can sometimes be repulsive and I can’t decide whether I’d enjoy a relationship or not even though I gush about it. But at the same time it’s also like, what the fuck? None of this makes sense to me and I’d rather just love if I happen to love for whatever rare reason. And sometimes I have a hard time differentiating between my platonic, alterous, and romantic attractions because I experience them all the same to a degree. Like I could easily treat a close friend like a partner, and do couple-like things without it being classified as a relationship. It’s all so confusing sometimes.

Yeah, it can definitely be confusing. And we classify feelings and attraction in these neat boxes, but in real life it's not unusual for it to be a lot more mixed up than that.

The other thing is that we live in a society that tells us pretty forcefully 'this is how you're supposed to be feel' and 'this is what you're supposed to want', and I think sometimes what can really throw people is trying to fit themselves into that box particularly or trying to interpret their feelings/wants through that box. But generally speaking we do eventually learn to tune that out and figure out ourselves better.

You should get to a point where you will figure yourself out, Anon. At least to the point of understanding yourself and what actually makes sense for you. Just try your best to keep listening to yourself, and it may also take a bit of life experience, but you should get there.

All the best, and good luck!

[inkofamethyst]

September 26, 2023

I would first like to reiterate: H O U S E.

Okay!

So last weekend I went to a club for the very first time (I know, shocking) with the three girls I've been hanging out with recently, and it was certainly An Experience. Lots of bodies, lots of jostling (I vividly remember thinking "this is what a cell must feel like during gastrulation" which I feel like is generally not something people think about on a Friday night), the occasional brush of my skin against someone else's which made me want to puke, strobe lighting, jumping, etc. Higher ceilings and cleaner floors than the last party I went to four years ago. I only really have one Going Out Top (I altered it this summer so it fits amazinggg) and the color accidentally coordinated with the other girls' getups so that was fun, we were a unit. Um, somehow pretty privilege (and perhaps a bit of being woc in a club that noticeably (but not necessarily oppressively) lacked poc rep, but that's more of my own speculation) allowed us to skip the line? I won't expect that ever again but it was kind of great because it was chilly outside. Admittedly, what was not so great was how I accepted a side hug from a random dude with clammy skin who I did not know and who was dreadfully inebriated, but that was because the initial shock of his breath which was just drenched in alcohol (and also because one of the girls I was with fully leaned into pretending to know this guy to jump the line which worked (he had pregamed hard) but I fell for her acting too and actually thought this was someone she knew when it was most certainly not). I honestly just don't have enough life experience to know how to navigate situations like that in a way that maintains my comfort. Another downside to, well, being genuinely pretty boring. You never have to develop a failsafe to someone bringing you in for an unwanted hug (which by the way I'm generally not a hugger but I kind of have to just go with it for family but those were the only situations in which I would regularly be expected to hug) when you don't really ever go out lol. It happened twice last weekend (I'm not even going to get into the second time because not to victim blame or anything but letting that one happen was on me even though the guy totally shouldn't've gone for it in the first place, I absolutely could have and should have stopped it). So. Now I need an escape plan for the future. Since I'm a social butterfly or whatever now apparently.

Also,,,, definitely feeling the academic rigor that comes with going to school at an academically rigorous institution. Midterm season starts next week, and I can already tell that it's going to be tough. Lots to memorize for anatomy, lots of application in regen, lots of synthesis in devbio. lovely. And all in like the span of a single week too. Plus I'm supposed to start lab work during that same week. I think regen is going to be the most difficult, but none of them will be particularly easy.

Today I'm thankful that the paper I have to present on in regen this week is relatively straightforward. I'm getting better at getting through them! I'm also thankful that my partner for the presentation is an ultra competent undergrad. We've got this in the bag.

I've been dreadfully unproductive the past couple of days, but I made a to-do list this afternoon and was able to cross off every last thing which usually doesn't happen. Granted, many of the things on the list weren't all that difficult, but they were all things that needed to get done, and sometimes you need little wins.

I'll make a list for tomorrow, too. Gotta start including studying on it.

[plural-affirmations]

not a request, but i just want to say thank you. i have OSDD-1a and found out fairly recently, i've been in major denial about it even though my mom and partner have been like "no.. that makes sense.. let us help you... it's okay!" and that's just been making me feel even more guilty because i already knew i was schizoaffective and had BPD and already kinda felt like a burden because of that so I've finally gotten around to researching dissociative symptoms more to see how accurate this whole thing actually is... and thank you. at first i was crying and getting angry thinking, no it can't be, how is so much of this so relatable? I can't really be a system can I? and I realized, my main hang up is just as someone who is cephalaconcious (THANK YOU for teaching me that word by the way holy shit) I hate calling myself a system. And I have aphantasia so my innerworld doesn't really feel that complex compared to how other people describe theirs. Which makes me feel even weirder about calling myself a system. I call my splits exactly that, splits, which I feel is accurate for my experience with OSDD-1a. And anything going on in my brain amongst splits I just refer to as headspace, even if it's technically innerworld stuff? I don't know if there's actually a difference. But basically, I want to say thank you for opening my eyes to the fact I need help and it's okay to need it and ask for it, and also I wanted to ask, is referring to them as splits okay? Or is that bad/weird to do? I know some people call them friends and I like that for some of them but I also have a couple protectors (I think I'm using that correctly I'm sorry this is all really new for me) that I'm not very fond of, so friends doesn't work as an umbrella term for me. Thanks for reading this! Sorry for infodumping, this was originally just gonna be a quick thank you.

Hey, no worries at all for the ask length anon! I'm totally ok with long messages :) And I'm so glad you've found our blog meaningful to you! 💙 We truly try our best, even if our posting gets a bit spotty now and then lately, haha.

First of all, I wanted to say, in case no one's told you today... I'm so proud of you! Discovering there's more than one consciousness in your body can be really life-changing and overwhelming, so you're handling it really well from what I can tell!

And, you mentioned terminology concerns, so I'll go over those.

It's ok to not call yourself a system if you don't want to! You can just be "a person with OSDD-1A", if you find that the most fitting for you! Or "plural", or "median" (explanation of median: link), or any number of labels. It's about you are your brain buddies' comfort levels.

"Splits" is totally ok to use, too! Some other words you could use are ones such as headmates, system members, sysmates, friends, alters, and probably others I'm forgetting. We made a whole post about it, I'll link it here: link 2

And, yes! "Headspace" and "innerworld" are typically interchangeable synonyms for most people. You can say either! :)

"Protectors" is probably correct, though you may want to look into the definition of persecutors, too: link 3

I hope this has found you well! Please stay safe, keep in touch if you need absolutely anything else, and happy syscovery!

🖤💜💙💚💛

#not affirmations #answered #plural advice

[astrangerthatlovesyou]

This is a long post (though I would really appreciate opinions)

Am I aroflux or am I aromantic with a fluctuating comfort level with different types of affection?? Is it something else??

If you want to read the rest of this, I would really appreciate your opinion or ideas on my situation!

So I identified as aroace for years, I was very comfortable with that label for a very long time. I dropped the label about a year after I realized I was trans. I dropped it because I was manipulated into a romantic relationship by a QPP though. I thought, however, that having realized I was not a woman, I was now comfortable with my part in a relationship; I don’t completely disbelieve this now.

•••

Now, for an intermission so I can give a little bit of context. I have a subtype of dissociative identity disorder, my system formed in a bit of an odd way, and it’s resulted in extremely complex, complete, and separate alters. It also necessitated and lended itself well to extremely strong communication after discovery. The partners that I’m going to talk about next are in my system. However, outside of sharing a body and some memories, we function as completely separate people and interact as such in headspace and when sharing the front.

I should also note that I have autism, PTSD, and AvPD and my comfort level with all types of affection and touch is fluctuating.

I have never felt any possible romantic attraction outside of these relationships.

I am definitely recipro for whatever type of attraction I feel.

Finally, it may also be worth mentioning that I am almost certain that I am asexual and have a fluctuating comfort with sexual activity/imagery.

•••

So throughout the course of the relationship that began as a QPR (outside of my system), we decided to try closed group polyamory. I fell in love with some of my alters (and no matter the type of attraction I feel, I am in love with them.)

After breaking off the very toxic 14 month relationship we were in outside of the system, we slowly settled in to a very healthy and happy relationship. (Still doing amazing 13 months later!!)

We started to realize that I didn’t really initiate traditionally romantic or sexual activity very often. Some days I would really enjoy it, others, it repulsed me. It’s not an issue in our relationship, but very often I will spend most of my time with my three partners and go days without even kissing them.

That’s not to say that I’m not still intimate with my partners in other ways when I don’t want or care about romantic intimacy, we cuddle a hilarious amount and talk about everything.

I started calling myself aroace again and even coined a term for how I feel about them. But sometimes I wonder if I’m actually feeling romantic attraction because I’m usually in favor of romantic acts and I truly feel that I’m in love.

I had a QPR before the one that turned into a romantic relationship, and it doesn’t feel anything like that. (To be fair, though, that relationship wasn’t the healthiest either)

Sometimes I wonder if I’m aroflux because my comfort changes so much, but the way I feel about my partners never changes, I’m not sure my attraction does either.

I’m extremely happy with my relationship, wether it’s romantic or something else entirely, but if anyone has any thoughts on a label that may fit, I would really appreciate it!

#question #asexual #aromantism #aro #aroace #aromanitc #label help #queer community #ace #arospec #acespec #aroflux #platonic attraction #alterous attraction #queer platonic attraction #romantic attraction #transcendant attraction #tertiary attraction

[charonte-simi]

I said I would write more about me missing her so here's that stream of consciousness nonsense

I keep trying to narrow down what it is exactly that I miss about ky, about the short moments we spent together. I keep landing on the fact that she was my first real kiss tbh. It felt kinda like people describe it, it was soft and warm, electric and exciting, fireworks the whole nine yards.

It was before I had fully decided to transition but I still felt SO seen by her. It felt so sapphic and yet very affirming to my masculinity. I don't think I've ever felt more "butch" than when I was around her, though I wouldn't have called myself that then and I still don't know that I'd claim the label now, even though it definitely fits.

It was the first time that anyone had made me feel that desired irl. Problematic yes but that she was willing to take the chance just to do what we did, gods it did something to me. The fact that both of my first sexual encounters involved monogamous married/partnered people has definitely done something to my psyche and ego lol That someone is willing to risk so much just to be with me has completely fucked up my perception of what it means to be desired and I have mixed feelings on that as well.

And the power I held in that dynamic is not at all lost on me. It makes me a bit uncomfortable to know just how easily I could've influenced her future. She was so ready to leave him. For me. She flat out asked if I could see myself being with her if she decided to leave him. I could've altered their lives immensely if I had decided to. I'm glad that I didn't, don't get me wrong, it wouldn't have worked and would have been damaging to everyone involved. But that potential is not lost on me. I miss that feeling.

It kinda makes me feel like a bad person for craving that sensation. I would never intentionally put someone I care about in that position, but fuck when I did find myself there it felt so fucking good to be that desired.

And that aside, I still feel like there was so much potential there. If she hadn't been with him... if that relationship and subsequent parenthood hadn't messed with her head so severely, fuck me I'd have been all over that.

That's what it is I'm missing; a romanticized version of what could have been, not what actually was.

God's it felt amazing and I keep wishing I had pursued it, she was so willing to do so too, if I had just went for it.. I know for a fact it would've happened. Fuck having morals man, it could've been so good. It would've likely cost me my job and me getting my ass beat by her husband but idk dude it may've been worth it lol (I jest I don't think it really would've been, but damn it that path was right there and I had to opt out and it hurts to think about).

I wish I weren't so intimidated and off-put by most women cause I know I'm into them and I would love to repeat that kind of exchange again. One of these days I'll try again..

#simi speaks #ugh #ky