#but don't worry ill be there at the same time as The game boy but was actually his dad

[sbnkalny]

That's when I realized That spy was actually his Dad, not tom Jones, and i mean they invented it 4 a REASON to wake the Tower.

iamxt

#QUOTE #DAY 14 #A lot of girly moments #but don't worry ill be there at the same time as The game boy but was actually his dad #Not tom Jones #and I mean later you see spy carrying Scout and scout kinda smiling looking Dazed from losing all that the alchemist promised."

[especiallythewomenandthechildren]

As If Destiny

A/N: I too have fallen ill to the widespread disease that is young snow 😮‍💨 like him being so fine is so unnecessary. Some quick notes: I've never actually written a fic on here nor a reader one in general so please deal with me! Also I wrote out this whole thing, posted it, then it went into oblivion and I had to rewrite it completely so I apologize! Please let me know if I should add anything or am missing certain details that seem necessary. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated, thank you loves❤️

Summary: You've always been kind hearted yet admirably defiant. Or that is at least one of the ways Coriolanus Snow would describe you. Ever since grade school, you have always been on the same level as him in academics and one of his few competitors for the Plinth Prize. But as tragedy struck your family, Coriolanus thought you would fall away from his life, but instead, you got even more intertwined (not to mention the complicated past knots tying your families together).

Warnings: Terminal illness, parent death, death and brutality (it is the hunger games after all) characters may be ooc. I read the book a while ago but don't really remember much of Snows way of thinking (I mean I know its toxic and insane but yk the other things) so I will mostly be basing off the film and my own thoughts. Also I can't spell for the life of me so be prepared for bad spelling and grammar. Enjoy loves!

Blood just kept on coming. And coming. And coming. Every violent cough shaking your mother's body was followed by spatters of hot, deep red blood. You quickly tried to clean it up as soon as it came out to protect your mother's dignity and to make sure she didn't choke. It took a few minutes, but the coughing session passed and your mother took deep gulps of water, fighting off your attempt to get her to slow down.

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With her engrossed in her cup, you steal a glance at the clock on the wall. As the time for the start of classes nears, the more axinety builds in your chest. Your mother follows your gaze and smiles warmly.

"Run along my little scholar. I will be fine and even better knowing you are sticking your nose in every textbook you can find."

She says in a hoarse voice. You smile slightly and lightly laugh. "That's not how school works, mom. I stick my nose into tissues because of how many textbooks I have to read ."

She rolls her eyes at your little comment and does a little motion gesturing you should be on your way. Shaking your head, you retorted "I still have half an hour till classes begin and I have plenty of time for Rhayen (your driver) to take me to the academy."

You attempt to assure her. Though, it was now your mother's turn to shake her head.

"I know you prefer walking there, don't try to fool me now. You will come back after school and I will be fine. Don't worry, darling."

With a sigh, you stand up and dust off your rouge colored academy uniform and grab your bag. You give your mother a soft kiss on her temple and steal one more glance at the clock. You rush through the halls and down the stairs of your luxurious apartment. The academy wasn't too far from your home, so you could enjoy the walk and the early spring air ruffling your hair.

You tried to smile and nod at the strangers walking past. You needed to clear your mind (distract yourself) so you examined every part of the high class society. Their eyes, faces, hair, clothing, and whatever else you could analyze. With this strategy, it doesn't take long untill the grand structure of the Capital academy to come into view.

As you near the school, you notice a certain curly haired boy sitting on the steps. You feel a sense of relief and pick up your pace. You stop infront of the boy, who seemed too engrossed into his book to notice your sudden appearance.

"Are you behind on the reading or are you being a bookworm?" You question.

He snaps his head up with his familiar smile. "Had some extra time and motivation, so thought I would trudge through this absolute -"

You nudge him with your shoulder to motion to stop talking.

"Yeah yeah I know but be careful: Professor Rhaen always spawns out of nowhere and I would personally prefer if you were not on the receiving end of one of his lectures."

Everyone knew how hard it was to please your professor and how strict your he was. Especially with Sejanus.

He didn't care about his money: professor Rhaen still felt Sejanus was lesser because he was born in the districts.

That sentiment is widely shared with your classmates. From the first day, when little kind hearted Sejanus came to the capital, he was met with stares and whispers. You specifically remember Arachne snubbing the boy. But when lunch came and he sat all alone, seemingly dejected, you sauntered over to his table. Then, just like now, his brown eyes widened in surprise. You smiled and sat down in the chair across from him.

"What's your favorite smell?"

He just stared at you for a while. who asks that. The silence continued untill you got too impatient, a trait you still struggle with, and answer your own question.

"Mine is vanilla because it smells like the sweet cakes my mom makes on special occasions or even sometimes when she is in a really good mood."

A smell that has slowly been creeping its way back into your life after the war. He laughed at your confession and replied that his was lavender, the smell of his mother, or as he calls her, ma.

He was still warry as why you were sitting with him. It was clear you were well liked by your peers and teachers and always seemed to posses the right answers, exemplified in your shared morning classes. But as you both continued your meal and conversation, he felt as if he had been sent an angel that day.

"There's that smile, I've missed it." Sejanus says, breaking you out of your reminiscence.

You duck your head down in some sort of embarrassment and shame. It felt wrong to be smiling and laughing nowadays, especially with the worsening of your mother's condition.

Noticing your reaction and following your train of thought, Sejanus tried to backtrack.

"I didn't mean it like that, Y/N! I'm sorry, you've been suffering and here I am saying stuff like that. I- I- wow I'm such an idiot! I'm truly sorry."

You look up to his genuinely defated and apolgetic face. "You have no reason to be sorry, it's okay. And it's not like I'm the one suffering. I can walk, talk normally, and am not coughing up blood while my face pales and hollows." You say solemnly.

Sejanus opened his mouth to question but was cut off as you both reached your destination. It was best not to discuss your mother's condition around your gossip privy peers around.

You walk to your desks and switch to the topic of later tonight, which you would be having dinner with the Plinths, an occurrence that is becoming more and more often. The last few of your classmates filled in, including Arachne, Clemensia, Festus, and Felix.

A few paces later comes in the charming and handsome Coriolanus Snow. You wouldn't be embarrassed to admit that description, any girl with eyes would agree. With that ever plastered, neutral yet calculated expression on his face, he quickly made his way to his seat, on the other side of you.

He wasn't necessarily friends with you or even Sejanus, but he was far kinder to him than the others were. That's probably one of the many aspects that makes him more appealing. You definitely didn't have a crush on him, but you have zoned out on his side profile once or twice.

Hey, you can't blame a girl!

Well that was your excuse to Sejanus, who caught you seconds in on staring at the blonde. But that was a long time ago. Now you were always zoned out on her.

That's exactly where your mind drifted to as Professor Rhaen began his lecture on the reading assigned. And it stayed there untill the sound of a pen hitting the marble floor brought you back.

You thought it could have been you, especially in your state of hazy focus and sleep deprivation. But taking a quick look at your feet, it was Coriolanus's.

Perfect and proper Coriolanus. Huh.

You hastily grab it and give it back to him, which he accepts with a small greatful smile. A smile that quickly turns into a look of concern.

He grabs your wrist and began examining it. You were stunned and curious what he was looking at until you noticed the deep and clear blood on your wrist, clear even on your deep red uniform.

You must have gotten it when taking care of your mother! You were mentally kicking yourself for being so careless.

"Your bleeding!" He states worridly. He quickly grabs a handkerchief from his bag and attempts to put it on your wrist, but you snap it away from his hold.

You noticed the initials on the white handkerchief. It was his father's. You certainly weren't going to stain such an item of sentiment with blood that wasn't even yours. Her blood.

He was moving to grab your wrist once again but was interrupted by the clear nosies of irritation and frustration of your classmates.

While you and Snow were having your little debacle, Professor Rhaen assigned an extensive research paper that will be due in two months. You understood your peers frustration, the longer you had in this class for an assignment, the more work and harsher the grading will be. But you were greatful for this assignment. It would be a wonderful distraction.

You took a quick look around to gage their reactions and saw Arachne's scowl which made you inwardly chuckle at her expression. But when you came back around to Coriolanus, you saw him still staring at with you a questioning expression.

Questions he would be unable to voice as the bell rang to signal the end of the first period. He tried to stop you or slow you down, but you were extremely focused on getting your materials in your bag and getting out of the intense stare of the blonde.

Sejanus noticed your haste and helped you out, while Snow was attempting to catch up, handkerchief still in hand. But you sped out and straight to the bathroom to wash off the blood covering your hands.

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A/N: Sorry to cut it off here! I felt this was already so long (future me after doing some revisions and having some actual writing under my belt - no it's not.), but don't worry I plan on posting again soon! I am excited to see where this is going I hope you all are too!

#snow lands on top #the hunger games #tbosas #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow #sejanus deserved better #sejanus plinth #sejanus x reader

[onskepa]

Na'vi Children with humans

Hellooooo, so I have done a poly, then a single two pair, now I was thinking what other's I could do. So then, I thought of the children. Now for this I will admit, I did pull ideas from other fellow tumblr users. I will tag them by the end of the list. As well as the other two previous headcanons that I did in case you are all interested. If you would like to use this list for inspiration or use it in your fics, I don't mind, but please credit me. Now that's out of the way, LETS GO!

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[ FYI I pulled this off the internet, if this is yours pls let me know so I can tag ya]

Na'vi children I would say, would live as normal as na'vi life can be, be it hybrid, or full bloodied, despite having a human for a parent.

I can imagine them be really close to their human parent, enjoy the facial expressions, soft warmth the human provides, and since their Na'vi parent is always busy, they have their human parent to enjoy and have fun time with.

The human parent would tell human children stories, sing classical nursery songs, and possibly games they grew up with.

If the human were to explore or doing something around the village, the Na'vi children would obviously follow them very closely, and simply being happy being near their smaller parent.

I can see the na'vi kids being jealous of just about anyone. Be it their other parent or other kids taking their human parent attention away from them. Might hiss or yell in frustration.

If they could, they would cling on to them for the rest of their lives.

Of course would spend every minute with not just their human parent but as well as their na'vi parent. Spending family time together.

If the Na'vi children were to have human features, should they feel a bit insecure about their oddities, their human parent would support and uplift their confidence. Telling them its another addition of them simply being unique.

When growing up and doing their Iknimaya, the Na'vi children would no doubt feel pressured in some way to perfect their skills, be it in hunting or healing, or in some other way, their worries will always be there.

While yes their Na'vi parent will always be their to support them, the human parent is more like a support that Na'vi kids seek.

Refuse to do their duties without a loving kiss and hug from their human parent. Tends to be physically affectionate with their human parent.

Saying anything bad about their human parent, both Na'vi child and mate would pounce and silence those who speak ill of their human.

As the Na'vi kids get older and taller, easily over towering their human parent, they will share the same instinct as their na'vi parent to protect their human parent as they are smaller and can easily hurt themselves.

The Na'vi parent would absolutely tell how their kids how to fight back others if other na'vi they hurt their human parent, and how to protect them should the Na'vi parent not be there.

No matter how old the Na'vi kids are, even if they are now adults, they will still seek out their human parent, if the now grown up Na'vi have kids of their own, the human parent, now grandparent, would be there for the new generation until their time ends.

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Now after this one, I am not sure what else to do. Still got no story to say, I dont mind suggestion! Hope you all liked it! And if you haven't read the other two, here are the links to them!

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[roll-of-royces]

Feel free to ignore this but I'm gender fluid and really wish there was an option to go by male pronouns in the game so could I request a scenario where the guys find out the reincarnation of mc is a male but it doesn't matter?

Absolutely! Here ya' go!

My asks are open for HC requests and drabbles for anyone interested!

HC: The LaDS Responses to You Being Reincarnated As AMAB

- Spoilers for all three boys backstories. -

This doesn't come as a shock to Zayne, after all he's been reincarnated with you. To him you are still you, and his feelings in that capacity are the same.  

He does not worry about the social ramifications, he's a well-educated man and he's not going to tolerate bigotry. He's the first to cut people off who are rude or disrespectful. And if his relationship with you affects his reputation at work, then they can find a different doctor.  

He sort of likes that you're of similar gender expression because it means he understands you extremely well in a physical sense. He knows all of the chemicals that flow through you, how to understand your emotions and need for certain things.  

The two of you were thick as thieves growing up, everyone assumed you were like brothers. You weren't. It was so much more than that. You and Zayne are two parts of one whole, in this lifetime, the one before, and the one next.  

Zayne loves the shape of your neck, the way the muscle flows downward. He often finds his hand resting there, or his mouth, or his teeth.  

He's still the more domineering of the two of you regardless of your gender, though he did let you carry him over the threshold (that one time).  

Regardless of your gender he is still more reserved in public, leaning toward more subtle tokens affection like your arms brushing together, or a whisper in your ear.  

He's waited a long time to find you again, searching, hunting. The fact that you're AMAB is surprising, but he still recognizes you. He knows that spark that lives in you, that calls to the spark that lives in him.  

Xavier hesitates a bit to admit his feelings for you, not because he is ashamed but because he worries about damaging your reputation.  

At first he tries really hard to be the best friend that he can be, if he can't be with you, he'll still be with you. As your friend, your brother, your anything. But he still wants you, the way he has and always will want you.  

When you do finally admit that you're not just friends, his affections flourish. Instead of accidentally bumping shoulders on the train, it's an arm around you. It's cheek kisses and grins, and sleeping pressed in the crook of your neck.  

Xavier does not tolerate people speaking ill of you (he doesn't much care what they say about him). He's summoned his weapon on more than one occasion when someone made an off-handed remark. That usually shuts them up (usually).  

Xavier loves your back, he likes to kiss along your shoulder blades, run his fingers down your sides, trace up your spine.   

Though Xavier is generally sleepy, casual, and happy to relax with you, he's always aware of your surroundings. Your change in gender has somehow made him even more protective of you. Not only does he have to keep you safe from Wanderers and the like, he also wants to protect you from the world at large.  

When he first spots you, Rafayel thinks he's going crazy. He thinks he's confused, been waiting too long, but then he finds out your name. He watches, you're different but the same. Once he's certain it's you, all he feels is joy.  

Rafayel doesn't care about the social effects, he's an artist. If they don't want to buy his art because he kisses you every chance he gets then they don't deserve his pieces anyway.  

You're a new kind of muse and he loves it, there's so many fresh angles to paint you from, poses that wouldn't have matched before. Colors that suit this more masculine version of his love.  

Without meaning too Rafayel finds his own personal style shifting and evolving to match yours. He begins to dress more feminine (softer colors, make-up, flowing fabrics). 

He's utterly infatuated with the size of your hands, he's always leading you to grab him by the hips or cup his face. He loves to be touched by you, leaning in to it no matter where the two of you are.  

If anyone is disrespectful toward you or your relationship he has a quick retort at the ready. His responses only get nastier the more someone pushes. He won't let anyone talk ill of his lord, no matter who they are.  

He adjusts the way he talks to you too, making sure that you feel good. Mister bodyguard, that's much too tall get it for me. This jar is too tight, open it. I wish some strong muscular beautiful man would come and sweep me off my feet, literally, I'm bored and I don't want to walk anymore.  

#l&ds #lads #zayne love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #rafayel love and deepspace #amab reader #it's a shame they won't let us make it gay #Raf has too much queer energy to be straight let's be real #lads headcanons

[wa-kaizen]

your future child(ren) | PAC

I want to start off by saying that if you don't want children, that is completely okay. This pile is for people that would like some! Which is also completely alright. For those that won't be able to relate I will make a 'you 5 years from now' pac! Moving on, for now, please relax your eyes if you are curious, take deep breaths and choose which one you are drawn to most! I hope you will enjoy it!

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- how many?

- general rundown

- their relationship with each other (if its more than 1!)

- their relationship with you

- their friends

- their style (clothing!)

- interests/hobbies

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— have fun!

✎… pile one

dresses in a clothing salon

cards two of cups, four of cups, king of swords, horse, rat, hyena, archangel mary (2x), archangel zariel

- how many?

Twins, you will have twins. You definitely might have four kids overall, but your first borns will definitely be twins. Maybe two boys, or a boy and a girl. Good luck, I feel like some of you are scared of this, while some of you are happy! They will be best friends, don't worry.

- general rundown

Okay, so your twins will be like dumb and dumber. Have you ever seen My Hero Academia? They will be like Bakugou and Todoroki. One with anger issues, one is an oblivious smart one. They will argue sometimes, but always stick together! Partners in crime, if you may. I do feel like they will be very curious and energetic children and might go against some rules sometimes. Like, going to that side of the park you didn't allow them to, just to see what's going on there. Staying out 20 minutes longer than allowed. Eating that one candy you told them not to, they won't really like being controlled if that makes sense? Be quite arrogant too, sometimes talk back because they think it's funny, or repeat what you are saying to them. This is when they are together though, alone they would be scared to do these things. They are hyping each other up and motivating one another honestly, but will be really scared if only one of them gets scolded. They will be really protective of one another, true brother/sibling hood.

Now, if you will have more children than them, it will be already when they are 8-10, so they will be quite older than them. Your other two kids will be the opposite! Especially the youngest! They will be an angel and have big and beautiful puppy eyes. Be very sweet and cuddly and a sensitive child who cries easily. They might be pisces stellium. The other one will be the smartest. Like, both educational, emotional and social wise. It will sometimes get overwhelming by how much they talk about certain topics, maybe hyperfixating. Your older children will definitely be protective of them, and while they are babies expect them to keep on trying to kiss their nose and cheek.

- relationship with each other

So, it will be quite chaotic, so there will be noise. Quite loud one at that, they will definitely argue at times, every sibling does. Ironically, they will find union being angry at the same people. They are really loving towards each other, in a healthy kind of way. I can see your oldest playing video games while your youngest draws, and two other people are watching a phone together. There is honestly no hate here, or any ill intentions. All of your children will also be playful, your youngest maybe not as much as others, so there will definitely be times where they get scoldings and are supposed to be serious, but they will have to be holding back their laugh. I don't think there will be much things that are taken to heart. Just chill vibes. Well, emotional ones at least. Sometimes they will have play fights which will make your heart jump out of its place. Especially with laser swords. They are a really lovely bunch though.

‐ their relationship with you

Pretty fun! I can hear 'you are the best mom/dad/parent ever but don't tell that to-' . Like, these kids will love you. Especially your youngest and second oldest. I really hope you love hugs, because I have gotten multiple visions of you being hugged any chance possible. Also head kisses! Honestly your kids won't be afraid to show their love on the most part and I think you will really adore that. They will also be able to joke around you a lot, and take pictures with you! Serious ones but also ones where y'all just make faces for no reason. It's such a peaceful union tbh. I also think this will start to especially show in their teens years, they will be very attached to you.

‐ their friends

I am sorry but these people will barely have any close friends. They will have a few online or close friends, but nothing extra deep you know? They will be each others friends if not anything else. Especially applies to your second born, they will have a hard time making friends, the rest of your kids are fine tho.

- their style

I think your oldest will just wear whatever, yet still make it look stylish without intending to. Your second will have a y2k street wear aesthetic. Third one very in love with black. Youngest reminds me of soft academia.

- interests/hobbies

star wars, diary, journalism, video games, vlogs?, vidoes, being outside, fashion, toy cars, old movies, 80s, crafts

thank you for reading.

✎… pile two

cards ace of cups, queen of cups, queen of swords, eagle, dolphin, bat, lord wywysil, archangel amethyst, archangel raphael

‐ how many?

One! A beautiful baby girl! Maybe a cancer sun or rising!

- general rundown

Beautiful!!! Inside and out as well!! Such a beautiful and youthful energy! Please, please, please make sure that you will protect this person well! They are so insanely sweet and giving that many people will want to take advantage of them, make sure they won't get into an abusive relationship. They are so gentle and a kind spirit that it makes them a little naive and they won't be able to see the red flags. I cannot describe to you how lovely this person is. Full of life and very very intelligent, independent and caring about sooo many matters. That's why they might sometimes be ruled by their emotions.

- relationship with you

They will love you!!! They will tell you the most heartfelt messages on your birthday as well! Will not shy away from words of afformation and will definitely prefer you over the other parent. Will love hugging you and do trends with you, not gonna lie! They will also tell you about their life naturally, even gossip with you about bad people that have appeared in their life in a 'can you believe it? how dare they?' kind of way. Will also love to help you with style and do things with you for sure, especially in restaurants! With this pile, I am not able to pick up on anything from childhood, so keep in mind this is their late teens and early twenties we are talking about! They will be very lovely and caring towards you.

- their friends

As amazing as they are!! Will only be around people that match their energy! Kind, loving, respectful yet fun! They will definitely be having good people around them to help them out through thick and thin.

- style

They like revealing yet appropriate clothing! They have a great sense of style and love vibrant colours and beautiful make up! I am seeing a lot of tank tops

- interest and hobbies

make up, art, technology, nails, braiding, having fun/parties, food!!, self care, learning, music, beauty, dramas, friends

thank you for reading!

✎… pile three

cards knight of pentacles, wheel of fortune, queen of wands, dog, swan, kingfisher, archangel aurora, lady gaia, archangel mary

- how many?

Probably only one! Your pregnancy will be very easy with them tho!

- general rundown

Your child's energy is so closed off, they are hard to read. Their mental strength must be really strong though, I can sense that. They also won't use social media a lot, they won't really present themselves. The type that has their screen time on 1 hour 34 minutes, ya know? They are not too social, and tend to focus on themselves and their studies. Might have a little hard time expressing their feelings because of that, both with actions and words. You should definitely make sure that they will socialise appropriately as a kid, because this might stem from trauma. As a teenager, they could be depressed if they will be all alone. Maybe get them a pet also? I can see that they have a really sweet love for a small kitten or dog around them. It's a sad yet smart energy. Now, this is a very sudden place to mention this at, but they might be mixed. Make sure that they will know how to handle and avoid racism.

- relationship with you

Not gonna lie, they will definitely love you, but will have a hard time expressing it. They will often think that a lot of your problems are caused because of them even if they are not. They will also go out of their way to hide emotions and would rather fight their battles alone. They seem quite distant even if they love you a lot, make sure to remind them a lot that you do love them. They need a lot of reassurance.

- their friends

I don't think they will have friends, only one. Maybe a childhood friend they will find a lot of comfort in and be attached to a lot. Their safe space.

- style

Lot of hoodies and all blacks.

- interests/hobbies

novels, board games, exploring cultures, psychology, sleeping, cute animals, youtube/videos, wall decorations

thank you for reading

✎… pile four

cards the fool, ace of pentacles, seven of wands, tiger (2x), rat, lady gaia, archangel sammael, archangel metatron

- how many?

One! Weird enough, there is more only children than I thought.

- general rundown

YOUR SON IS RICH BRO. No, jokes aside, this person is masculine! They will be able to handle money really well and know how to interact socially. They have really strong opinions and know how to validate themselves. They know their worth and might often take part in protests and often make sure to make the world a better space. I actually can't pick up a lot about them, they are quite mysterious. They will be a good person though! Just with a bit of anger inside them. And stress. So much stress.

- your relationship with them!

Not the healthiest, but honestly nothing Ill intended here. I just don't think you will be able to focus on your mental state before having them because it will for sure be a sudden pregnancy. So, sometimes your mentality might affect them in ways they really dislike and which you won't immediately recognise as bad, you will need to grow as a person to do so. Are you an upbeat hyper person? I feel like that might unfortunately make them very drained at times, especially if you want to do pda! Even if it's innocent, I do not think they will like affection from anybody if it's requires bodies touching in anyway. I don't think they will be heartless or anything like that though. I just think they will prefer to show their love to you with words and things they can do for you, things that they can do to make your life much easier. They love you, but I feel like you have a lot of energy and they are very low on it. Extrovert vs Introvert.

- their friends

They will have about 2-3 really close friends, but I am not able to pick up on their energy. Possibly because these will happen very far down in the future. 20-30 years from now. They will be a really tight and close group of people though!

- style

I am sorry to tell you this but they have no style. I feel like in their teens they will be obsessed with looking good and presenting themselves well to not be looked down upon. - omg! they will have cute braces <3 - but the more they grow, the more confidence and money they will gain to the point they won't care how do people view them as.

- interest/hobbies

trends, food, wealth - they will have money anxiety - , the Godfather - the movie -, someone they are really in love with, jokes!, computers, learning sociology, dark psychology

thank you for reading

✎… pile five

cards eight of swords, the chariot, the lovers, sheep, parrot, camel, seraphim seraphisa, archangel uriel, archangel faith

- how many?

TWO! Two beautiful babies <3 They will be about 2-3 years apart, not the same gender either~

‐ general rundown

You will have these babies with the love of your life bro!!! No, seriously, you will be so in love with their other parent. They are a product of love!! Possibly mixed as well! Although, I have to say, that before them you will have a first born that will pass away really young or result in a miscarriage. I felt obligated to say this, because for those that will experience it, it will affect you a lot. I need you to not give up hope, because you will have two beautiful beautiful little babies that will light up your life. I think the girl will be the older one as well! They will actually have a very healthy and loving relationship with one another! They might bicker but if someone will try to do the same or hurt the other in any kind of way they will be in fight mode. Its the type of 'I can hurt my sibling but if you do you are dead!' sibling hood. They will be for lifersss. No seriously, each others ride or die. Siblings and also friends. They will looove having inside jokes and random discussions about random topics. Like if cherrys taste better or strawberries. I also don't think they will have secrets from one another, rather cover for each other. I do think their life styles are similar, yet their general style isn't. Smart cool older sister all the friends find cool, little brother who follows trends and is horrible in comebacks so he needs a loooot of saving. Very cute.

- relationship with each other

Very lovely and healthy! They will feel very protective about each other and also comfortable. I see a lot of harmless teasing and going through each others stuff. Honestly, nothing that could cause trauma. They will always have each others back! Try out random things together out of boredom too. One you wouldn't even think of. Like sticking one of them up the ceiling, or turning the bath/pool onto slime. All water that is inside it. They are quite humorous, but it will cause you to have a lot of stress. They might also talk back in some situations, but only in which the person deserves it. For example if your sibling down talks you. Your younger one won't always be able to read the situation, but the sister will be at the side pinching them reminding them 'hey, this isn't cool.'.

- relationship with you

They love you so much, I feel like they will treat you as a best friend rather than a parent. Of course they have respect for you. I just mean that they won't hide secrets from you and listen to your advices. Aren't scared to tell you about their relationships or interests. If you are a woman, I can hear your daughter very loudly being like 'MY MOM IS THE BEST MOM IN THE WORLD!! OK?' Now, I do not think your son will be violent, however! If someone disrespects you? I hope you know how to deal with conflicts, because this child will not shy away from them. Will beat whoever disrespects you to the ground. Punches after punches until there is blood. It's not like they are the strongest, and I actually don't think they take things to heart! They will be able to shrug things off. They just have an insane amount of respect for you.

- their friends

They will have the same friend group! A veeery big one at that actually. I feel like the neighbourhood kids will be their friends you know? You will know their friends parents as well, because they will be so close. Definitely a lot of them also go to school together. They will have such a good and healthy childhood!! Staying out and playing soccer together, playing hide and seek, climbing up trees, talking with people their age. They will have really healthy relationships and I think they will both be able to keep away from people they dislike even if they might be pressured onto being friends with them or have a sense of longing! This will be due to your good parenting!!!

- style

They both have multiple, but what stands out is feminine clothing and street wear!

- interest/hobbies

gossiping, perfumes, playing, love - check up on them -, presenting themselves well, magazines, collecting things

thank you for reading!

✎… pile six

cards the moon, five of cups, the fool, swan, dog, rabbit, archangel chamuel, archangel jophiel, archangel faith

- how many?

One!

- general rundown

So, I feel like for some of you your baby might be born with an illness. A serious one. While I understand that it is very concerning and you wouldn't like that because you are sad about it and for the safety of your child, I want you to know that it will pass. They will be able to get past it really well, they are like a little champion and will be able to beat whatever illness this is. So, don't listen to anyone yes? Have faith in your little baby. They will also be such a lovely and bright person oh my God!! Big beautiful eyes and a beautiful smile!! Their hair will possibly be black and have curls!! They are so nice and cute omg!! They will adore you to the moon and back!! I can see them having the kindest sweetest heart ever. They will say things that will leave you amused.

- their relationship with you!

You will be their world!!! They will be so sweet and gentle to you!! Always hugging you and thanking you for being a good parent even if they are tiny like four years old!! A mini you for real! They will be such a special and kind child! They will often cling to you and show you things they drew. Also apply what they learned from your gentle parenting to their friends!! They are a harmonious peace maker for real! I cannot describe the amount of love this child has, it would make grown people sink in shame by how pure their love is. They are attached to you like glue. Please take good care of them, to them you are the best person in the whole wide world.

- their friends

I do not think any of their friends would be able to intentionally hurt them due to how kind and sweet they are. They will be sooo loved!!! Their friends will look up to them a lot because they are so smart and are able to think of things they have never even thought of before. Most positive things of course, your child will be able to help them understand difficult situations. I can see a vision of your baby going to one of their friends that are over in your house and calming them down when they cry with reassuring words. They will be full of heart and love, and always want to teach the best to their friends. Of course they will be able to have fun too! Kiddos will argue who loves them more, who's best friend they are. They remind me of the Goddes of platonic love!

- their style

Their whole life they will ask your advice on what to wear. No matter how old they are. They could be 4 four 40 they will always ask 'how do you think this looks like?!!!'

- interest/hobbies

dolls, spirituality, religion, sociology, nature!, anything about life, plush!, animals, life styles, books, arts, culture

thank you for reading!

#tarot #tarotblr #astrology #astroblr #readings #paid readings #pick a cards #pac #future kids #future #future tarot

[nijisanji-brain-rot-fics]

luxiem x reader || as fathers

a/n : YALL LIKE MY LUXIEM HCS MORE THAN MY OTHER ONES SO HERE U GO LMAO 😭 ill feed u guys some more luxiem content before mysta graduates [sobs louder]

SHU YAMINO

TYPICAL ASIAN DAD

but minus the yelling and stuff

hes just pretty damn strict but like he loves you all the same

if you get an A+ in maths, GOOD JOB, HE'LL TREAT YOU TO ICE CREAM [and maybe a magic show WWWW]

if you get a D-, he'll probably say something along the lines of : " try harder kiddo! you can get a higher mark next time! do you want me to help you study? "

he will definitely show up at all of your events and stuff like that to cheer you on

b a n a n a

omg he would accidentally get banned from ur school games bc he keeps helping you with his witchcraft stuff

LUCA KANESHIRO

OMG HES THE DAD THAT ALL YOUR CLASSMATES LOVE

hes the type to bring like the BEST FOOD during those potlucks ur school has

will panic if you bring math homework to him for help AJSHD

if he cant go to ur school events, HE WILL SO FIND A WAY TO GO, EVEN IF IT WAS JUST FOR A MOMENT

ur little sibling would deadass be a dog.

like no shit, this man would want a dog

and that dog is ur sibling

he and his mafia men would be the ones to raise you [FUCKING BONUS POINTS IF ONE OF HIS MEN IS A WOMAN AND SHE IS UR MOTHER FIGURE]

" oh, don't worry kid, you'll get it next time!! if you're ever feeling down, just know your dad thinks that you're pog! "

you dont know how to tell him that saying pog as a [however old he is] man is a little cringe, but you love him for it (IN A FAMILIAL WAY)

IKE EVELAND

a very chill dad when it comes to homework and grades

unless it was english

if you get a low score in english

THIS MANS IS RUTHLESS. HE WILL GET YOU TO READ. A LOT.

but if you get tired of it, he'll let it go

i feel like he'd be the parent who IS your teacher at school

oh boy, you should dread first day if he's your english teacher

" class, i'd like you all to know, im only fucking one of your mothers. " [all jokes LMAO he wouldnt embarrass you like that..... or would he?]

if you get a low score in any subjects or like if you flunk a test, he'll hug you and say:

" don't cry, you've made me proud already. i love you kiddo, and none of those test marks will change that. just tell me if you ever need help okay? i'm always happy to help you with those. "

MYSTA RIAS

BRO OMG HES THAT ONE DAD WITH INSANE SOCIAL MEDIA PRESENCE

SOMEHOW ALL YOUR FRIENDS FOLLOW HIM ON TWITTER??

the most laidback out of all the luxiem guys about homework

doesn't mind if you flunk it, as long as you did your hardest, it's a pass in his book

he cant physically help you with homework

its a british debuff /j

like he would stare at the pythagorean theorem and go 'uhm....'

HE WOULD HELP YOU WITH ALL YOUR FASHION DILEMMAS

there to listen to all the GODDAMN TEA!! like how dare jessica cheat on james like that with ryan??

dude is like the communal dad if any of ur friends dont have a father figure, he'll be there for them too

" oh you flunked your math test? it's alright!! you'll get it next time. they give you too much tests nowadays you guys are all probably burnt out... how about we watch a movie? your mind needs to destress. "

VOX AKUMA

SHAWTY HAS FLIRTED WITH YOUR TEACHERS MORE THAN ONCE

LIKE YOU GOTTA STOP HIM, HIS RIZZ IS TOO MUCH

also that one dad for some reason everyone likes

hes like pretty strict, but its because he wants the best for you

WOULD GET BANNED FROM TRYING TO GO TO UR SCHOOL GAMES BC HE GETS SO PISSED LMAO

" WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN THEY GET A FOUL?? THEY DIDNT EVEN HIT THE OTHER KID??? "

hes the demon you and ur friends would try to summon at sleepovers

" kid, please, i love you and all, but dad needs to fucking rest. please stop summoning me. "

AND YOUR FRIENDS WOULD SCREAM WWWW

anyways, hes pretty damn smart so hes gotchu covered when it comes to homework help

unless it was history.

history pisses the fuck out of this ancient man.

he will rant about how incorrect the history books are and you'll get nowhere with homework

" oh, darling, it's alright. i'm not disappointed in you and i won't be when it comes to homework. i get it, sometimes it's hard and you don't understand it, but that's when you ask for help, alright? i won't ever shame you for asking me for help. "

a/n : i hope yall r fed this took me 30 minutes to shit out and clean up also i think its obvious whos my favourite in luxiem LMAOO

#luxiem #ike eveland #shu yamino #vox akuma #luca kaneshiro #mysta rias #headcanon #i hope yall like it #this fixed my daddy issues in some way #my personal therapy tbh #idk how to tag this #lmao

[flaneurpastel]

wanna write something about our favorite man but don't know what ? don't have any prompts ?

do not worry, im here.

im just a fellow reader, who enjoys a little too much angst and fluff with sad boys (simon im talking about you baby), so yeah i wanna read more, and the refresh button is now broken bcuz there isn't enough fics !!!! and pls free to tag me in your works, ill be glad to read it and everything <3 enough talking ;

AND it's not necessarily quality it's even cliché or seen and seen again, it's just what i would like to read cuz im a hopeless lover.

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PILLOWTALK !!! there is not enough of pillowalk scenarios here, not something long but like short and efficient pls pls pls pls

bonus if simon is slightly drunk, so he talks a little more, going so far as to voluntarily say stupid things to hear you laugh, or get a little kiss to make him shut up the nonsense cuz now he's being adorably silly, but hey, he loves it, so he'll do even more and maybe a make out session or idk maybe ... but drunk!simon needs to be studied fr

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MORE DOMESTIC THINGS TO DO TOGETHER! (and yes im screaming rn)

im thinking of when he calls reader from the bathroom to get help with his haircut. you know he can do it himself, he was doing fine before he met you. but something about having you so close to him, feeling your fairy fingers caressing his scalp, your bewitching smell. all these things make him absolutely need you. no need to explain more.

people, write domestic things, simon needs a little love and calm of a simple life. 😔

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something i saw with another character in another fandom a long time ago but it was so cute that i want, no

I NEED the same thing with simon.

when you need to go to the bathroom, or you're so sick that you have to spend hours and hours in it, simon always goes with you when you first move into your apartment together, to stay with you by the door. you always make small talk, and you're not even embarrassed anymore because it's become a normal thing in your relationship. but simon follows you everywhere, literally, because hey, you're the love of his life so why spend a minute away from you ?

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you and ghost had a fight when you came back from a mission that was dangerous for you. the team decides to go to a bar next to the base, to celebrate this mission that was still successful. and this, despite the obvious tensions between you two. the shots keep coming, the alcohol gets to your head, and the euphoria of the evening only enhances your beauty, which obviously attracts suitors to take you for the night. simon's reaction is up to you, jealous, angry, indifferent (but not too much)

so yeah, I need to see jealousy possessiveness hardness unconditional love (but not in a yandere way lol)

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your evening always ends in front of the TV together. to make an assessment of your day, to tell the last gossips, to take stock of the shopping at the supermarket to be done tomorrow whatever!

tonight it was the sound of the TV that won, you were both silent because very tired! but the caresses, your fingers intertwining, the glances in corner, and the shadow of a smile on the discovered face of simon were there more important than the broadcast program. it's innocent, loving, light, sweet, like a little game. it's like teenagers afraid to be discovered by adults. do you get the vibe ?

something cute, not necessarily nsfw, but AHHH im so in love with him why

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reader is annoyed with simon for x reasons (it's up to you), she starts to hit him on the chest, to insult him, the sobs mix with her anger and it becomes difficult to understand clearly what she reproaches to simon. this one, takes everything, says nothing, and makes everything to appear indifferent and impassive to his crisis of nerves, but in the bottom he is afraid and feels terribly guilty to have put his beloved in this state. accentuate on the difference of size and strength between the two, the blows inflicted to Simon are only vulgar small fags on the arm or the chest. how is he going to make it up to them ? is he going to try to calm reader down, or let them continue until they are exhausted?

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if reader's native language is not basic english, then I absolutely must see simon being in awe every time reader speaks their language. the admiration and love is in his eyes, whether he wears the balaclava or not, whether his eyes are painted black or not, everyone can see that he only has unconditional love which multiplies by ten (when it is already infinite) when he hears your beautiful voice saying words he doesn't understand.

bonus point if simon makes every effort to learn your language and communicate with you. if you listen carefully you will see simon whispering some words after you, while you are engaged in a conversation with someone.

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you know what ? i would love to see a monologue from simon where he talks about reader (because someone asked if he had a partner) little anecdotes, his description of u (personality not physical so we want something inclusive!!!), but most of all HIS LOVE for us. cuz he's so in love, like the only time he talks surprisingly much is when he has to do a briefing of the missions, or when he talks about you, because you're such an amazing person and simon is so in love, and our baby has never received as much love and peace and serenity as he does with you, and does he really deserve it? to be with someone like you? to feel so good in your arms, to kiss you every time he meets your gaze, to lure him to show his colleagues, his friends, shit to the whole world love,

NO, AH, I don't have the words but the word love is now too weak to describe it all. in short you understand me.

#simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon x reader #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost headcanons #cod x reader

[johannestevans]

do you know of any accounts around that center more uhhhh diverse understandings of gender? or just being trans? it some times feels like when i cast a wider net or just look out of accounts I'm familiar with, i suddenly don't exist? and not to be dramatic but that over some time it's beginning to isolate me from my trans identity.

LIKE I'll leave accounts i feel comfortable and seen in and just a little taste of what ill see is;

hurtful generalization that can only be true if your white/perisex/abled/nt.

Critic of a demographic of trans people YOU fit into that would only apply if you were white/perisex/abled/nt.

Angry post that make it clear that op only manages to talk to white/perisex/nt people.

trans meme; hope your white/perisex/abled/nt.

"Everyone had THAT phase :)"(White supremacist/Terf)

"Oh well Black trans wome-!!!!") ["Boy i sure hope this isn't tokenization!!!!"] [*clicks Through to profile*] [*op proceeds never mentions a black trans person again*][*cat looking at camera from green text meme**tokenizing*]

and i bring up intersex and disabled ppl but I only have to deal with being a Black trans person, and not to give the game away(of what this ask really is) i guess but like thats SOOOO worrying, it implies either that 1) there are not enough POC/intersex/disabled/neurodivergent trans ppl to meaningfully incorporate into the theory/jokes/positivity or 2) The greater online trans community does not think their perspective is meaningful in the first place.

(and then to actually give the game away) This IS lowkey a Whine post, but also i enjoy your blog 1) anything you wanna add? and 2) the posts on trans ppl you interact with make me feel seen not only in marginalizations that affect me but also those that affect people i have made community with.

p.s. this is long srry, i woke up downed the last of some radioactively blue drink than sat down to write this ask

I feel you! It sucks so fucking hard I think when like... you're intellectually aware that a lot of these perspectives - perspectives that just are the norm and the reality for so many people - just aren't taken into account by a lot of "mainstream" accounts, and that that's largely to do with whiteness as a culture (as in: a desire to sublimate and dominate any outsider culture or minority, either rendering it a commodity or rendering it invisible) and white supremacy, and all of the other bigotries that fold into that white-centric and anglo-centric view.

I don't know that I have a huge number of recs in terms of individual accounts - obviously I love @thewarmvoid, Salem always brings so much nuance and consideration to everything Salem does, whilst at the same time fucking battling off constant lynch mobs and bullshit; I don't know if fae're on Tumblr, but Anonsee Maytrix has a lot of class analyses and posts on Twitter and BlueSky; @spacelazarwolf posts a lot of different Jewish trans perspectives, and obviously I'm speaking from my own perspective of Jewish transmasculinity, but I find that a lot of different Jewish understandings of transness and gender stand out to me as critiquing a lot of the status quo around gender and sex; Idris at @bijoumikhawal is a long-time mutual of mine and they always not just have the best fucking analysis and takes of faer own but also curate such interesting and in-depth analysis from different perspectives and bloggers, from a huge variety of cultures and perspectives, especially from Egypt and other North African countries and regions; @xoxoviva posts a lot of great stuff, especially like, good meta on different shows and comics; @mamapluto posts and brings in a lot of Native American and different indigenous perspectives that I always love and appreciate seeing on my dash.

I unfortunately have a terrible memory for usernames and names, so whenever people ask me for recs like this I have a few people off the top of my head, and then I'm basically just left linking the people who are most recently in my notifs where I go, "oh, yeah, this person rocks", but I think that's because over time I've followed such a huge variety of people and I really enjoy connecting with different people and seeing such wildly different perspectives on one thing or other, whether that's in the analysis they post themselves, or just the people and communities they follow and are connected with, and what they then share on their own blogs.

I hope there are a few recs in here that suit what you're looking for and bring a bit more joy onto your timeline and a sense of being seen and reflected, Anon!

#musings #anonymous

[looselipssinkships-x]

fall out boy lyrics that make me think of the places i grew up

this town is wasted and alone -- death valley -- when i visit, if I'm lucky i get to drive around, and the nothingness is crushing. You go to school, you graduate, if you're upper or middle class you go to college, probably the local one an hour away. You have to drive an hour to get to the good grocery store, twenty minutes to the shitty one. You marry your high school sweetheart, or someone you met in college, you settle down and have kids. You have at least one family member who works for a company you're pretty sure is still just a factory, even though they have fancier names for it now. I look out the window of my parents' house and i can barely see the neighbors' house.

you were the last good thing about this part of town -- grand theft autumn/where is your boy -- i left my best friend in the city i moved from and god i miss her so fucking much. Every time i visit it's like we were never apart. Every time i leave we both wonder if we'd have made it had i not moved away.

i can't remember the good old days -- 27 -- your parents' house is supposed to feel like being a kid, running around carefree. I have not lived with my parents for eight years but every time i visit i wake up with that same chest crushing anxiety and it does not go away. Even when i get back out east it takes me days to feel like a person again.

every pane of glass that your pebbles tap/negates the pains I went through to avoid you/and every little pat on the shoulder for attention/fails to mention I still hate you -- chicago is so two years ago -- i did not visit for almost two years, and then only did so because my grandmother was dying. Had she not been, it would have likely been so much longer. I spent those two years hating that small town, because i thought if i hated it i wouldn't miss it, and it all hurt so much that it wasn't hard to try to hate it. (that didn't work, because even though it hurt, it was still home)

I know I should be home/all the colors of the street signs, they remind me of the/pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house -- chicago is so two years ago -- it's the little things that get me, the parts that weren't so bad, the parts that were even good, the parts that killed me to leave behind. The first dance class i took out east i sobbed the entire two mile walk home.

whoa, can't do it by myself -- reinventing the wheel to run myself over -- this one gets me because every time everything just feels like too much, it's amplified by the fact that i did this to myself, i chose to move away from everyone and everything i ever knew, and it's therefore my responsibility to indeed, do it by myself

we're the kids who feel like dead ends//and the poets are just kids who didn't make it -- i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) -- literally all of my friends from home don't quite fit the midwestern mold, and we're all mentally ill creative types. We're in our mid twenties now and have felt like burn outs for years

I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light -- sophomore slump or comeback of the year -- the same best friend from earlier. I worry the small town is crushing her and she's so, so bright.

the best way to make it through with hearts and wrists intact is to realize two out of three ain't bad -- i'm like a lawyer with the way i'm always trying to get you off (me & you) -- you make sacrifices to survive. Mental, emotional, physical, everyone's sacrificing something just to make it through.

it's all a game of this or that, now versus then/better off against worse for wear/and you're someone who knows someone who knows someone/I once knew, and I just want to be a part of this -- hum hallelujah -- the duality of living in such a small town where everyone knows everyone and still feeling like you have no place to belong

literally all of g.i.n.a.s.f.s. but especially: everybody wants to drive on through the night if it's a drive back home//things aren't the same anymore, some nights, they get so bad//i sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house//it's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you, I'm supposed to love you//I've already given up on myself twice third time is the charm//threw caution to the wind, but I've got a lousy arm -- ioh was my first fob cd, and i listened to it on repeat the summer i spent commuting from my parents house to the hospital in the city to camp until i finally got an apartment. This was also the year i spent coming out to myself, terrified of the future and expectations i knew I'd never meet. I was also in love with one of my best friends and god it hurts so much for your first love to feel so wrong

I will never end up like him/behind my back, I already am -- headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet -- when i first moved to the east coast i swore I'd assimilate and no one would know where i came from, but the second I'd open my mouth it would be "oh what part of the midwest are you from?" Over time I've learned to make peace with the parts of myself that are so unavoidably rural and midwestern, but there were parts i resented for a long time, because it felt like I'd never be free from where i grew up

I don't know where I'm going/but I don't think I'm coming home -- alone together -- i remember driving home from a college course i was taking my senior year of high school and just, dreaming of driving on, starting somewhere new

and in the end/i'll do it all again -- the kids aren't alright -- if things had been different, if i'd grown up differently, i wouldn't be who i am today. Also i almost got these lyrics tattooed on my thigh. Still might tbh

you were the sunshine of my lifetime/what would you trade the pain for?//and I just about snapped, don't look back//what would you trade the pain for? I'm not sure -- love from the other side -- leaving was, and is, so goddamn hard. Every time i visit my best friend, my grandparents, i have to remind myself why i left, and why i can't go back, and so much of that focuses on looking forward because if i look at the past too much i begin to romanticize the pain

scar crossed lovers, forever -- heaven, iowa -- i am so inexplicably, irreversibly bound to the people i grew up with like some sort of fucked up trauma bonding. Out here on the east coast, in the cities, it's just different. Even people who grew up east coast "rural," it's not the same. It's strong with friends from the city i moved from and even stronger with my friend who grew up in the same county.

#fob #fall out boy #moving #so much for stardust #take this to your grave #actually a lot of take this to your grave #infinity on high #folie a deux #american beauty american psycho #save rock and roll #from under the cork tree #song lyrics #this got long #midwest #east coast #transplant #long distance friendship #long distance

[wincestdailyheadcanons]

TW: abusive relationship, dubcon, strangulation, murder, emotional/mental abuse, DEAN IS NOT A GOOD GUY)

Wincest Unhinged #7 Sam's scared, he's so fucking scared. 

"If you love me, you'll let me do this." Dean says low into his ear. 

"I do…I do love you, I'm just…"

Dean kisses his neck; "You don't trust me after all I've done for you?" He sounds hurt. Sam quickly shakes his head; "No, no, I do it's just…it's just a lot."

"If you can't do it, just say so. I can find someone else, and it'll be your fault. Just like last time."

Last time. The last time Sam said no to one of Dean's games. Dean offered Sam a beer, told him it was okay, he understood, and within a few minutes, Sam felt so fucking groggy. Dean came up behind him and wrapped an arm across his chest, pulling him backwards. 

"I love you."

Dean held him, the embrace loving and possessive.

Something was wrong. Very, very, wrong.

"It'll take effect in a minute, don't worry, you'll be fine." Dean promised.

"What?" Sam slurred, trying to get his eyes to focus.

If Dean said something, Sam doesn't remember. 

Sam remembers waking up, handcuffed to a bed. He remembers seeing someone, a man he didn't know laying beside him, staring at him without blinking, his eyes rolled back slightly, his mouth hung open.

He was dead. 

But more horrifying, he  looked like Sam.

 "He won't hurt you, he can't." Dean promised. Sam jerked his head to the side, looking at his brother. "What did you do?! What the fuck did you do?!"

Sam thrashed on the bed, pulling at the cuffs. Dean covered Sam's mouth, fingers pressing so hard, Sam knew there would be bruises. 

Dean pressed his forehead against Sam's; "Shh…Sammy, you need to be very, very, quiet, and listen to me. I need to take a shower."

Sam gave Dean a confused look.

"I am going to let you go, and I'm going to take a shower. In that time I want you to make a decision. You can either help me clean up this mess as an apology for  the trouble you caused or you can call the police. But I promise you, I will not be going to jail."

Dean didn't even give the option of Sam running.

They both knew he wouldn't.

Dean took a step back, releasing Sam.

"Tell me you understand." 

Sam bites his lip and nods; "Ill help."

"Thats my boy."

Sam got into the shower with his brother, washed his skin clean, kissed his fingertips, let Dean push those same fingers into him, and worked him open, slow and gentle.

"Feel good, doesn't it, baby boy? He didn't feel as good as you. You're so much tighter…"

Sam let out a soft moan, rolling his hips back. 

"Kid didn't tighten up until I had my hands on his throat." 

Dean curled his fingers around Sam's cock, pumping him, and fuck, it feels so fucking good.

"There's no shame in telling big brother what you need."

Sam pushes back, trying to get Dean's fingers deeper, trying to get him to touch that spot. 

He's getting off on the hands that just strangled someone. He knows this. But Sam can't get past the urge to fuck.

When he begs for Dean, so embarrassingly needy, Dean looks proud. 

That was the last time. This is now.

 Right now Dean has him naked on the bed, working him open, pushing the head of his cock in and out of Sam's unprepped hole. 

Dean doesn't speak, doesn't acknowledge that Sam is in pain, hell he seems to be enjoying it a little more because of the noises Sam makes.

'You can say no or stop at any time, but you know the consequences.' 

"Dean, Dean, please," Sam chokes out, voice breaking, " I wanna…" He pushes against Dean's chest.

Dean kissed him, cutting off his words; "You know I won't let anything happen to you, why don't you trust me? Don't you love me?" 

He does, he loves and trusts Dean so fucking much. "I do…I promise I do…"

"Then dont fight me."

Before Sam could react Dean grabbed his throat, Sam's hands flying instinctively to grab Dean's arms as his air was cut off 

"Relax." Dean growls, and gives a hard painful thrust pushing the entire length of his cock in at once.

Dean moans, and  when Sam lets his arms fall to the sides, Dean gives Sam that same look of pride he gave before, and for just a moment, the satisfaction that Sam made Dean happy, overshadowed the fear and panic of not being able to breathe.

Then Dean squeezed tighter, rolling his hips. "Feel so fucking good, doing great Sammy, little more, almost there…"

Despite his promise, Sam grabs at Dean's arm's he hits, and scratches, tries to beg with eyes for Dean to let up. 

'Trust me, love me, trust me…" Deans words echo in his head, and fuck, he does. Dean's killing him, but he still loves him.

The world slips away…

Sam's eyes fly open as he takes in air, Sam feels Dean roll him onto his side.

"There you go." Dean says, rubbing his back. "Thought I lost ya there for a second. You did so fucking great Sammy, felt fucking amazing. You made me cum so fucking hard."

Dean gently lifted Sam's head onto his lap, fingers stroking through Sam's hair. 

"Thank you, baby, boy. We can do it again tomorrow since you liked it so much too."

Sam glanced down, saw his own thighs covered with cum.

He hated that. He fucking hated it.

But he loves Dean more.

"Anything for you, De."

#sam/dean #supernatural #wincest headcanons: unhinged #wincest #top dean #bottom sam #WincestDailyHC

[deepdeanvsweston]

Detective gang being ill headcannons idk what to call them

Daisy

- we've already seen what she's like ill in DITS

- Hazel thinks she doesn't realise she's ill, just keeps going until she collapses, or someone forces her into bed

- but the truth is that Daisy feels the need to keep up appearances, and also if she faints it feels drastic enough for her to be allowed to be ill

- after DSS, she succumbs to colds a lot quicker than she used to, the chill of the river never quite left her bones

- usually able to sleep anywhere but when she's ill has incredibly specific preferences or else she won't rest at all

- the window has to be exactly a quarter open, with three blankets of exact same size and fabric, with 2 pillows and a cushion from the sofa to put her head on

- often ill for a longer period than usual, simply because she gets antsy quickly, declares she's better, tries to get up, and promptly makes herself sicker than before

Hazel

- it's actually Hazel who genuinely doesn't realise she's ill

- she'll have a 39 degree temperature and be like 'its just stress!!!'

- Daisy used to get annoyed when Hazel was ill because it meant they couldn't Do Things together, so Hazel sort of learnt to keep it in the down low that she was feeling rough

- they've since talked this issue out and Daisy is now apologetic and attentive

- a little too attentive now, Hazel thinks,

("And then of course the door *atchoo* would be open, not closed *atchoo*- Daisy, where are you going?"

"You've sneezed twice in a row, Watson, I'm getting the thermometer"

- it's nice to have an attentive Daisy rather than a selfish Daisy though, especially when she yells at everyone to keep the noise down because "HAZEL is sick"

- Hazel usually can't stand plain food (hyposensitive with food autistic) but when she's ill, she'll live off plain toast for the next 3-4 days

- Hazel knows she's feeling better because there will be a 'click' moment where plain toast is instantly revolting to her again

- the ONLY time Hazel enjoys the cold English weather is when she's running a fever

George

- tries not to show he's ill for appearance's sake like Daisy, but not silly enough to keep going like she would if he knows he's a risk to others

- you can tell George is ill though because he will fall asleep. Everywhere

- was sick during a case at Weston once, and fell asleep interviewing a suspect

("they had an incredibly monotonous voice Alex, now please don't bring it up again!")

- likes being sung to when he's ill

- takes all of his father's advice for not getting sick daily (wash your hands properly, cover mouth when you cough and sneeze etc.)

- so George isn't often ill but when he is, he gets it bad

- ofc noone likes being ill, but George does enjoy being in the san, it's far cleaner than the dorms, and there's a stillness in the air that's very comforting

- George gets incredibly bothered by his hair when he's ill so pins it back with his mother's kirby grips

Alex

- everyone gets a little worried when Alex gets sick, especially in winter because he has a history of being in and out of hospital as a child

- think scarlet fever, polio, croup

- he's usually fine though, it's likely just the common cold

- this does not stop George stealing his father's stethoscope to listen to Alex's lungs and seeing if anything's amiss

- (Alex thinks he does this just to show off the latest medical term he's learnt)

- doesn't like being ill because he gets sent to the san, which while being nice and having a friendly nurse, is incredibly lonely

- he's used to hearing the other boys sleeping, or while at home his family hosting a party, and it's too quiet in the san

- acts like a woodlouse when he's sick, as in will curl up into a small ball

- Alex being sick is the only time George will lose a card game

- ("Alex, you marvel, you've won again!"

"Don't patronise me George, I know you're letting me win...")

#guys youll never guess who's actually ill #the pitfalls of working with children is that sometimes they sneeze in your face and you will feel some Adverse Effects from this #murder most unladylike #mmu #daisy wells #hazel wong #george mukherjee #alexander arcady #mmu headcannons

[unstablerk800]

|| Yandere Nines is fun and games but a manipulative reader who's so fucking relieved Nines took them to a safe place and provides them with everything they need is so much better

It's basically two-sided manipulation

It's just a step- yandere Nines who picks a reader who's yandere themselves like

Earth's most sophisticated machine kidnapped me and wants to keep me safe in a home equipped with everything I need? Go bab. Provides means of entertainment - under strict surveillance but I don't really care because I can do whatever I want, I can watch my favourite shows and movies, read and write and I don't have to worry about bills and payment and the fucking GROCERY SHOPPING?? Amazing. I look up a recipe and message him what I need and he brings it home without a single word of complaint because he knows I need nutrition and these little things make me happy and that leaves him pleased? God damn yes. Having an android who monitors me so I'll never get ill again? No taxes? No needless socialization with anyone?? I can spend the entire fucking day in bed and still get obsessed over?? Living the fucking dream.

And it takes 'Earth's most sophisticated machine' an incredibly long time to realise that the jailer isn't free either

But he can't kill them because he's too fucking attached and dependent on their presence

He's madly obsessed with protecting them

He just needs to take care of them okay? The world is big and harsh and cruel

But at the same time there's this certain....... unease he senses at the back of his mind palace

"You know no one else loves you as much as I love you, right, Nines?"

"Make me proud, Nines"

"Be a good boy and bring me a watermelon, Nines?"

Good boy

The words shake his circuits and he feels like he'll melt

He just wants to be a good boy

But he also wants to control the situation, he wouldn't be rendered obsolete like his predecessor, no

He silently yearns for praise they give for free, but is it really free?

It's a red flag he dismisses and ignores time and time again

It's too late

He's just as bound as they are

Who's manipulating who?

#dbh #detroit become human #Nines #rk900 #save tag #yandere #yandere nines #yandere rk900 #yandere reader #|| I had to get this out of my brain. I've read too much lately. 😂 #|| Eventually I'll write this properly. One day. Maybe.

[especiallythewomenandthechildren]

As If Destiny (part three)🌹

Part Two 🌹🌹

Summary: You've always been kind hearted yet admirably defiant. Or that is at least one of the ways Coriolanus Snow would describe you. Ever since grade school, you have always been on the same level as him in academics and one of his few competitors for the Plinth Prize. But as tragedy struck your family, Coriolanus thought you would fall away from his life, but instead, you got even more intertwined (not to mention the complicated past knots tying your families together).

Warnings: Terminal illness, parent death, death and brutality (it is the hunger games after all) characters may be ooc. I read the book a while ago but don't really remember much of Snows way of thinking (I mean I know its toxic and insane but yk the other things) so I will mostly be basing off the film and my own thoughts. Also I can't spell for the life of me so be prepared for bad spelling and grammar. Enjoy loves!

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what is happening. why am i doing this. why am i doing this. Coriolanus couldn't stop the parade of panicked thoughts going through his head. Each step he took was possibly another step closer to the ruin of his name and family for good. But you wouldn't tell anyone. No you wouldn't. You wouldn't right?

You weren't really in the best of states before they made it to your home, but now you seemed far to awake for his preference. If you were still in your slightly delusional state, you may not notice the cracks in his walls, the mold seeping through the ceilings, and the ever permanent stench of poverty.

You and Coriolanus have long let go hands as he let go once the realization that he was taking you to his rugged home. His hand began profusely sweating and he began walking at an increased pace due to his nerves. You were lagging behind, having to run every few meters to catch up to his long strides.

You could tell he was immensely bothered and uncomfortable with the current situation and you simply couldn't take it anymore. "It's okay Coryo, I will be fine. I really appreciate your invitation but there is no need." You say to him in the slightly chilly night air. He turns around at your words and noticed you stopped and are a bit of a ways behind him. He quickly shakes his head in disagreement and sticks his hand you toward you.

You give him a gentle smile paired with a gentle shake of your head and begin to turn around and walk home. Seeing your movement, Snow quickly rushes to your side and puts his hands on your forearms to stop you. "Really it's not that bad, I'm sure that's the worst of it and -" "I said you are coming home with me and I meant it y/n. You need one night of proper sleep." His hands still on your forearms as he turned you around in the direction of the streets leading to the Snow home.

"Will you be able to sleep?" You say quietly, barely audible. He turns to you, his handsome face confused. You take his expression as an invitation to elaborate. "This entire time you haven't said a word and seem paranoid and worried. You are fidgeting and seem to be in a battle with yourself in that head of yours. I don't wish to be a burden to you Coryo or your family. Whatever the reason may be that is worrying you, you don't need to tell me or show me. I'm going home, your gestures of kindness have been enough. You've taken care of me enough for tonight."

He stared at you for a few moments, seeming to gather his thoughts and convert them into words. No, he hasn't taken care of you enough. If he had, you wouldn't be out in the cold at who knows what hour at this point, with deep bags and a hollowed face. He wished to take care of you more now than he wished to keep his wealth (or lack there of) a secret. But then again, Coriolanus Snow couldn't just risk everything for you. He had his family and future to take care of.

But as you were waiting for him to respond, your waves of sleep deprivation hit you as you began swaying, nearly losing your balance. The boy was quick to notice and held you to steady yourself for what felt like the millionth time that night. But he wasn't complaining. He liked the feeling that he was stabilizing you. Protecting you. Saving you. And in that moment, he decided that you were worth the risk.

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The streets were empty as you and the curly blonde haired boy walked in comfortable silence. He had his arm around your waist, in fear of you falling, of course. Or that is what he would say if you objected, which you didn't. You once again were lost in your head but thinking about the moment you were in with Coriolanus made you break the silence.

"It was rebels." If Coryo was willing to trust you with whatever was waiting ahead in his home, you were willing to trust him with the truth about your mother. You felt his eyes on you but you kept your forward as you continued. "My mother's condition. The war destroyed our home so we moved with little money left. It wasn't a very big or lavish apartment but it was enough for me qnd my mom and the few staff we had left. My father was out in the districts, rebuilding his empire and wealth so we didn't see him very much. One day, my mother was moving a few objects around and the floor broke by "accidnet".

The scoff and hollowness of your voice was harshly apparent. "The floor exposed a water well, something we needed as you remember how hard it was to find clean water even years after the dark days. Everyone in the house claimed a miracle. A second one in those days." You stopped your story to gulp back emotion. Coriolanus took note as your eyes became glossy but you pushed the tears back. He wanted to stop your story if it made you uncomfortable but then again, he was trusting you with factors that made him uncomfortable, why shouldn't you do the same?

You continued "She was pregnant. I dont know if it was going to be a boy or girl, it was too early. But because of her state, we all agreed that she would have the water exclusively from the well. How they knew of her pregnancy and infiltratied our home I don't know. But about three weeks of drinking the water, she woke up in pools of blood. One from her mouth as she choked blood up but she didn't care once she saw the blood between her legs. The scream she had that day is what I hear every time she opens her mouth now in pain. That's why I threw myself into that project. I don't care about the Plinth Prize if that's what you were thinking. We all know you deserve it the most."

You wrapped up your story at the same time you both reached his home. He let go of your waist and stepped right infront of you. Both pairs of eyes looked deep into one another's. "I'm so sorry y/n. For everything and for not helping earlier. But maybe it will give you some relief that not all of us are without scars and suffering." He looked up at his once magnificent family home in shame. You followed his eyes and for the first time, took in his home. The place he ate, slept, and lived.

You noticed the deep cracks in the walls, the broken windows, and flickering lights. But even with all that, it brought a small genuine smile to your face. He trusted you. You were going to be in his home. He trusted you to be in his home. You turned your head and met his eyes with a look that made your smile vanish. He seemed upset and slightly harsh, translating to his next words.

"Why are you smiling" oh. He must think that you smiling because you were going to expose him. Once the realization hit you, you were rushing to explain. Mumbling and cutting yourself off, you explained to him that his trust brought the smile to your face. "I would never betray you Coryo. It just feels nice knowing that you trust me, I know there aren't many people on that list." You were right. The only people he truly trusted were in the shambled and barely hanging on apartment above. And you clearly trusted him with explaining the story of your mother.

He began moving towards the door, opening it up for you but you stopped infront of it and turned to him. "I know my words won't mean much and won't replace your situation, but for what it's worth, you have something most of our peers don't. Most of us had to move or renovated our apartments so much they look like a completely different one. You however, have your ancestral home. All the Snow generations have lived in the very place you do and you get to keep the tradition going. I think that's a wealth none of us can reach." You give him a shy smile with the notorious duck of your head and walked in.

He stood there for a little while, stunned. He had never thought of his breaking apartment like that before and your sincerity made his shame dissipate a slight bit. With a satisfied smile, he lead you up to his house.

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A/N: hey guys! Hope you all liked this new part!! I meant to extend into scenes into the apartment but I think I will leave it for part 4 and get this out there sooner. I hope was close enough to Croyos thought process. I know he isn't a great guy but I think in the beginning he wasn't really evil, just morally gray. So I tried to do some sort of balance idk. Anyways I'm just ranting at this point, have a great day loves❤️

@fantasylovestoryme 🌹@nekee-lilac02 🌹 @notyourwildestdream 🌹@darktrashsoulbear 🌹

#coriolanus snow #the hunger games #coriolanus x reader #snow lands on top #tbosas #ballad of songbirds and snakes #reader insert #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #sejanus x reader #sejanus deserved better #sejanus plinth #coriolanus x you #sejanus my beloved #hunger games #tigris snow

[george-weasleys-girl]

Chapter 19 - Truce

Warnings: one curse word

Summary: Molly and Y/N go tête á tête.

Start Here:

~•~

George and Ginny stretched as far as they could out the window.

"Can you hear anything?" Ginny asked.

"I can hear them talking, but I can't make out what they're saying." George sighed.

"Damn. You and Fred need to invent an eavesdropping device," his sister said, leaning out a little further.

George grabbed her shirt to keep her from falling headfirst out the second story window, his mind already working out a spy gadget to prevent Ginny from plummeting to her death. "C'mon," he said. "If we're quiet, we can sneak around behind the shed. We'll be able to hear them better there than up here."

~•~

After she and Ginny's returned from their excursion, Y/N and George disappeared up to his bedroom for some much needed cuddletime. "I was afraid you'd want to break up after everything that happened this morning." George said.

"For I while, I did." Y/N admitted. "I thought that if I was gone, it would fix everything."

"Fix everything?" George looked incredulous. "I would've never spoken to mum again if she drove you off."

"Yeah, I kinda figured. That's why I'm still here."

"I'm so very glad you stayed. Though, just so you know, I would have followed you to the ends of the earth to get you back." George admitted, leaning in for a kiss.

They'd just felt the brush of each other's lips when a knock at the door interrupted them.

George rolled his eyes. "Come in," he said, not bothering to unravel himself from Y/N.

Molly opened the door, hesitating for the span of a few seconds as she took in the tangled jumble of arms and legs. The couple was fully clothed, so nothing untoward was happening, yet their cozy intimacy left her feeling flushed and intrusive.

Clearing her throat, Mrs. Weasley spoke. "Y/N, I'd like you to join me in the garden. I need help harvesting the strawberries."

Y/N looked to George, who gave her the faintest of nods. "Of course, Mrs. Weasley. Just need to put my shoes on."

"I'll meet you in the kitchen." Molly said and headed downstairs.

As soon as she was gone, Y/N moved to grab her shoes, but George held her in place. "Don't let her intimidate you, love."

"Oh, I won't." Y/N smiled. "Not anymore."

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Y/N followed Molly out to the garden, with no idea what to expect. And, frankly, she wasn't sure she cared anymore. Once she realized that George and Ginny would clash with Molly regardless of whether she stayed or left, it was game over. For good or ill, she was going to fight for her relationship.

"I can tell you care very deeply about George," Molly said as soon as they were well away from prying ears.

"That's at least one thing we have in common," Y/N replied, an edge to her voice.

Molly stopped and stared at her for a moment, then gave a curt nod. "He cares deeply about you too and that's what worries me. He's such a sensitive boy."

'You weren't worried about his sensitivity when you destroyed all of his and Fred's mail order stuff. He still hasn't gotten over that,' Y/N thought, but said nothing.

"You're going to be away for a year." Molly continued. "That's a long time. Anything could happen."

Y/N sighed. That very fear had consumed her in recent weeks and she was done tearing herself apart over it. "Anything could happen if I stay here. Anything can happen anywhere."

Molly huffed and rolled her eyes. "Well yes, girl, it can. But, some things are more likely to happen if you're apart. What if you meet someone else?"

"And what if George does the same?" Y/N countered. "The knife cuts both ways, Mrs. Weasley. We're both putting our hearts on the line and we both understand and accept the risks." Y/N paused to pick a few strawberries before continuing. "Besides, it's not distance that separates people. It's silence."

Molly crossed her arms and appraised Y/N as she went back to harvesting berries. "Not mincing your words anymore, are you?" she asked.

Y/N shrugged. "My very existence seems to offend you. You hated me when I was all nice and meek, so I may as well speak my mind. What's the worst that can happen? You still hate me?"

Molly took a step back, Y/N's words knocking the wind out of her. She wasn't sure why, but those words hurt more anything her children had said. They'd called her selfish and petty, things that she could write off as being a mother protecting her children. But hatred? Against a girl whose only crime was unwisely falling in love with her son. What had she become?

Molly visibly swallowed. "I don't hate you. I just don't want my son getting hurt."

Y/N stood. When she spoke, the edge in her voice was gone. "Mrs. Weasley, I admire that you're so fiercely protective of your family. Especially, since my parents tossed me away like a bag of trash." She held up her hand when Molly gasped. "I'm not looking for sympathy, just stating facts."

Closing her eyes for a moment, Y/N took a deep breath before speaking again. "Life breaks all our hearts sooner or later and there's not a damn thing anyone can do about it, except be there to help pick up the pieces."

Molly heaved a heavy sigh. "So, where do you propose we go from here?"

"Forward."

"Forward to where? To what?

"No idea. I know where I want it to go, where I'll fight for it to go. But, life is always surprising us, isn't it?" Y/N said. "We think this one is gonna happen, but something else happens instead."

She paused, giving Molly a chance to speak. When Mrs. Weasley said nothing, she continued.

"Fourteen years ago, the magical community thought Harry had destroyed Voldemort and they'd never have to worry about the Dark Lord again. But something else happened instead.

You thought all your boys would grow up, get Ministery jobs and fall in love with nice British girls. But something else happened instead.

And I thought I'd come over here for a year, make some great memories, then go back home and pick up with my old life." Y/N smiled, her gaze softening. "But something else happened instead."

For a few long moments, Molly stood still and silent. Then she chuckled. "You know, very few people tell me I'm wrong to my face."

"We all get it wrong sometimes. The future isn't set in stone. And even if it is, stone can be broken."

Molly gave her a curious look. "You are a very unusual girl, Miss Y/L/N."

Y/N grinned wide. "Why, thank you Mrs. Weasley. I'll take that as compliment."

The corners of Molly's mouth lifted, just a little. "From now on, call me Molly."

"Ok‐‐Molly. Is this a truce?"

"Yes, I suppose it is," the Weasley matriarch said, stepping toward Y/N. "But, keep in mind, I'm still not entirely happy with the situation."

"That's fair enough." Y/N replied, then leaning closer to Molly, she whispered, "shall we tell them they can come out from behind the shed, now?"

Next Chapter:

@milivanili99

@slytherclaw1978

@quackitysdrugdealer

#george weasley #george weasley x reader #george weasley x y/n #george weasley x fem!reader #ginny weasley x platonic #molly weasley

[suratan-zir]

personal life update, because I know some of you guys have been worrying due to me not posting anything in a while (this is not sims content again, I'm sorry)

in short: I'm fine, I'm alive, just depressed

very long pathetic rant about rats. Seriously, it's about rats and pretty much nothing else.

So…a month ago, my boy Kamysh died unexpectedly. This is the last video of him.

When I say unexpectedly - I really mean it. He was 2 years old, which is the average life expectancy for a fancy rat, but he was very active, energetic and happy little guy, stealing my food and trashing my clothes until his last day. I had some suspicions of a brain tumor, because his vision has deteriorated significantly, but I wanted to believe it was only due to him getting older. Other than that, he showed no signs of illness. Besides, he was neutered, which reduces the risk of pituitary tumor that older rats are prone to. Then one morning I saw him "sleeping" in a hammock, I didn't disturb him for a while, but he slept for a suspiciously long time, so I touched him and he was cold. He probably passed away in his sleep without waking up. His little hands weren't clenched into fists, he was in a typical sleeping position. So at least he wasn't in pain when it happened.

But this is the third rat death since February. Since the invasion started. Moreover, Kamysh was the last rat I was really attached to. The last thing I had left from my Bambook (my heart rat, it's a term rat keepers have for the one rat from the group that you have the closest connection with), because I got Kamysh specifically to be Bambook's companion (it's a really long story that nobody's got time for). Of course, I love my two remaining boys, Izyum and Bergamot. Just as I would love any other rat. But we don't have a very strong bond with them, they have always been more reserved and independent, they don't actively seek out my company and I respect their space.

After this third death, I finally snapped. In a way, I was left alone and empty, without that one thing that keeps me going and cheers me up even in these difficult war times. I know it sounds pathetic, many people have lost their homes or entire families. I know that objectively I'm fine. I'm the lucky one. But alas, my depression doesn't care, it doesn't listen to the voice of reason.

I swore to myself for the thousandth time to never get another rat again. Losing them doesn't get easier, in fact, it feels harder every time. After loosing Bambook this spring, I tried to get more into my hobbies. I started crocheting again. I learned to ride a bike and got a few new scars on my knees. I tried playing new games, which I honestly never do. But it all results the same, with me laying in bed facing the wall for hours on end. My husband was also against new rats because he can't see me grieving again and again. But then, after seeing me in a broken state for several weeks, suddenly he changed his mind and began to beg me to take new rats, the more the better. I resisted this temptation, I tried to be reasonable. And guess what? This evening, we are getting 5 new rat boys. We bought a nice huge cage, which I have long wanted, I really hope that Bergamot won't be too big of an asshole to the little ones (as he tends to be...), and they will get along. I'm very nervous and excited. I guess you can't expect any new sims content from me for a while.

About the war: it's been quiet for the last few weeks, at least where I live. Very few air raids until yesterday (now it's worse). A few downed missiles here and there. But in the Donbas, in Kharkiv and Mykolaiv, it's hell every day. I don't post about it not because I have nothing to say, quite the opposite. There are so many things I want to say that it's better not to start or I won't be able to stop. Nothing matters anyway.

Thank you for listening. Hope you are all well and safe 💛

#Kamysh the rat #personal #my rats #not sims related #non sims #nonsims

[bincutie]

i feel like I could easily get away from Chan or Hongjoong, everyone says they’re smart and think of everything but I feel like I could definitely escape ❤️- :)

ps: ur writing is so nice admin <333

Thank you, my darling 💙

Tw: degradation, yandere behavior, as always read at your own risk. Not an accurate representation of Chan, hongjoong, stray kids, ateez, JYPE, or KQ Entertainment. If anyone actually treats you like this, it's unhealthy and I encourage you to find resources to leave that relationship.

I actually wanted to write little blurbs for this because this is something that I've thought a lot about and it heavily influenced their intros. Absolutely no ill-will towards how anyone writes any of the boys, because I genuinely love seeing how others analyze them. But it sometimes throws me off that nearly everyone portrays Chan and Hongjoong as criminal masterminds who are always one step ahead, and watch your every move.

The same men who could forget to breathe because they're too focused on their work. It just doesn't check out for me. What I think would happen:

Chan would occasionally leave you to your own devices, when he wants to work alone. He doesn't necessarily trust you yet, and he doesn't actively know about your plan to escape, but he knows it's a possibility. What makes him scary is his charisma and his confidence. He literally could not care less if you escape, because he knows that he's going to get you back. He knows a lot of people, and none of them would suspect that he's insane because he's Chan. He'd be back with you in less that three hours. And I think that occasionally he would let you stay out long enough to think that you're free, but that's him giving you the opportunity to come back by yourself because surely you know that it's inevitable by now? But after a day, he's coming to get you, and this is the time where you get punished for it.

"If you think you can escape then go ahead, love. Just make sure you're back before dark, you know I worry."

Hongjoong is busy all the time and honestly, I think he'd probably be emotionally constipated at first. That's why he just sees you as his toy when he first takes you. You're for stress relief and he's too busy to process how he really feels about you. He's in love with you but ignores it, essentially. And since he's always working and ignoring everyone around him, he might not know you're gone for awhile. But once he finds out, you better make damn sure you have a plan to make him forgive you. It's not that he's necessarily meticulous in his plans to capture you and keep you locked up. He doesn't have some insanely genius strategy to keep you close. He's a simple man. Like Chan, he's confident. But he also leaves no room for your mistakes. If you fuck up his schedule because he has to come get your ass, you're royally fucked. He has so many ways to punish you, physical and nonphysical (which could potentially be discussed in other posts if interested), and he won't hesitate to make your life a living hell. He doesn't give a shit about how you feel about him, you'll learn. And if you don't, it's not his problem.

"I can't believe you made me leave my work just to play these games. I knew you were stupid but I didn't think it was this bad. But since I'm already here we might as well start with your first lesson. You do not disobey me."

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