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liedownquisition · 11 months
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SO,
which of those fics you’re hiding away appeals to you the most?
AND, what do you believe are the specific obstacles between you and figuring out how to finish it? if it’s a lack of foundation, what specifically is lacking in the foundation? if it needs more research, what would you need to research? if you’re not in the right mindspace anymore for the story you were telling, how has your mindset matured between then and now?
I think this is the first time I've had a legitimate and decent question in a really long time and honestly for that I'm going to give you a bit more information than you asked for bcs you've given me and Excuse.
First off, I'm going to give you info abt more than one, bcs asking which one "appeals" to me the most is like asking me to pick a favorite child, specifically the ones I have the most regrets about:
(This got super long I'm sorry)
(FE3H) A Study in Late-Onset Emotional Responsiveness - This is abt Byleth but in particular abt their response to *spoiler*'s death from a 3rd person perspective. I favor GD so it's from Claude's. The reason this makes the list is bcs while it's not as large as some of the other fics, it has what I think is one of my absolute best written little idk, metaphor isn't exactly what I'm looking for, but there's a poetry to it that just, I think it's good. I think it's real good.
(PJO) Love and Dying, Per the Sea - Not-really-Percico Hanahaki AU abt overcoming self-destructive loves and growing with it and growing against it. as much as I want to continue it, fandom climate grew in such a way that I was uncomfortable writing for characters in this age bracket/the age range of the target demographic. Also, I'd have to decide if I want to make it have a shippy endgame or not. Which again, Fandom got to be such a way that I got nervous about touching on any of that...
(DCMK) Bindings Between Us - Kaishin fic series centered around books and libraries. DCMK is... a fandom that has always been *good* to my fics and they're the one fandom that I contemplate writing for the most bcs of the validation they give me. This fic I would need to do a lot of research on esp mystery and heist novels since the "prequel" is abt them making sassy comments at each other via book exchange. there are two other prequels that I had ideas for/started to write but there's a decent bit of it that *relies* on the history of the book exchange, for that *and* the sequel. but also just, hm, i feel like outside of the prequel I don't feel as much direction in it (Note, you would not believe how many other DCMK fics I've got plotted out in my gdocs. Major fics even. The biggest roadblock to *all* of them is largely that either they need to be casefics, which I sometimes am not the cleverest at *making* puzzles even if I love solving them, or that there needs to at least be some degree of references to cases/heists to make it work.)
My writing has definitely matured a lot from my DCMK days, and I wonder if I could really manage to not make things... sound like they work together I guess. I like to think my character portrayals have gotten more in-depth and human, but in particular a lot of that means mess. I love mess, but not SOLID mess. like. Dynamic mess where people have flaws and hurt each other but work on it, or sometimes they just accept those flaws are going to hurt but they love someone enough to deal with it bcs it's not toxic - or, sometimes, it is toxic and it's about learning when to leave each other mutually even though it hurts but at least you had each other for a while - enough for it to have been good, enough before it became something bad. People are different and aren't going to agree. It's making the broken pieces of each other fit even though sometimes those pieces really really don't want to.
(TPP) Courtly Affairs - SpaceFae. Just... SpaceFae. The worldbuilding I have tucked away for this mfer that's never going to see the light of day even if I DID finish it is insane. I'm... so far behind on this podcast that I don't think I could do it justice until I do, but it's gotten *harder* for me to focus on them so it's... a lot. Mostly it's that yeah. well, and also a similar thing to the DCMK stuff is that all three of the fics that are supposed to go in this series are Casefics that build to one overhead case and like, that's a lot of interwoven Plot that I have to do just for character development. Lays down.
(NTWEWY) The Art of Living - this was posted as a oneshot, I'm very content with it, it's not my most popular work by a longshot bcs idc how big the fandom is in general but the dynamics that this oneshot covered are so very Niche that most people won't even look twice at it. "But Axel, this is about stuff you haven't written/posted, why are you talking about something you DID?" because, my friend, it was supposed to be multi-part, and I settled. It was supposed to be abt Josh being a shit who does nice things in the meanest way possible and Shoka calling him out and them roasting each other. But, also, about depression, suicidal idealization, and finding reasons to live for yourself and not just for other people. About finding Yourself when you want the people you care about to find You first and make the whole experience easier. It's a bit... raw, and I suppose that makes me nervous. (I also tried to get back into art/drawing with this one, I've got a picture all laid out for the scene but I can't bring myself to finish it.)
(AA) Unnamed LangWrightWorth - I have to confess that this one is actually the least planned out one. At least, not in the way the others are. Like? in the other ones (not counting the oneshot)? I've got several files of JUST notes and keeping track of things and Chapter Breakdowns. this one is just some rough backstory then some word vomit and a vague direction of where I wanna go with it/events I need to happen that I haven't notated outside of that One File. But it's got so much flavor. honestly? I think the biggest obstacle here is my brain is not fixated on this fandom rn.
Now we're in to my most recent fics in my Current Hyperfixation.
(DC/Batfam) Peggy Sue Me for Trying to Make Things Right - Jason Peggy Sue via deus ex machina. He recruits Tim as his civilian confidant and gets more than he bargained for. Most of the terrible stuff is canon in the original timeline with some concept-specific causes. I have arguably about 13+ batfam things but some that I feel more strongly like "oh I wish I could write and share this" and this is one of them. The main reason I do is bcs, well, you would not believe how many batfam fics I've read in the past…. idk, 6 months? I've gone through and read the majority of several major tags. a number of fics I've read more than once. This fic is one I really love the idea of but also am the most afraid of doing bcs there are dynamics in the fandom that I don't quite agree with. I tolerate many of them, but I don't agree with them on a legitimate basis. This fic has some *incredibly specific* dynamics in it, and those dynamics are messy. But, like, Human Messy. These people aren't inherently bad or good but sometimes they are Deeply Wrong about how they interact with each other and what they choose to do no matter how Noble they may try to be. This one is also a lil bit of a case fic. I worry about my ability to keep the plot from dragging as I air out the dirty laundry of every character involved.
(DC/Batfam) Essential Vigilante Guides -Jason Todd-centric. Utilized my highly specific Jason Todd's Bio family backstory that I thought was fun. Jason doesn't have a lot of canon friends from his Robin days and this fic doesn't exactly fix that - it's about him compensating for not having peers of his own by chatting up the only people he is around enough to build a relationship with: Villains. This right here is legitimately THE main fic I was referring to when it comes to having things plotted out to be honest, because each one that I think about maybe possibly sharing just kinda makes the feeling bigger. 3 seven-chapter fics either 3 oneshots or a single collection of those (and possibly other) oneshots to cover some gaps. the biggest issue here? Situations. I know what I want to do with the character dynamics. I know my goals for every single chapter. the problem is keeping it jazzy enough to not be some kind of monotonous "It's this situation again but with new character to interact in it!" Especially the second of the multichapter fics. It's... Big. It's intimidating. I don't have a good track record with multichapter fics/series even if this one is basically a bunch of vaguely linear oneshots set to Theme.
My biggest issue overall? Self-confidence. I've been out of the "posting my writing outside my writing discord where my 1 friend who loves me and everything I do can read it" game for so long that I guess I struggle to see value in my work. I struggle to believe that anyone would be interested in it. And, I know, and I fully support the "write for yourself, not anyone else" but the corollary to that is, admittedly, that if it's not for anyone else then why should I show it to anyone else.
IDK, don't get me wrong I love my friends but sometimes I need more support to push me to finish something, and It's been a struggle that I've fallen short on every time I try to get into a new community that could broker that. Not on the part of the community, but on mine. (no I haven't tried getting into any batfam-adjascent communities. I haven't been active in the DC fandom since... not since I used to RP a fanfic-inspired version of Wally West. And RP communities have gotten so much more intense than they used to be.)
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wantsomemoney · 1 month
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Can we agree that Zenin is a horrible familly to grow up? Like every single one of their kid ends up batshit crazy or just has a LOT of problem
That being said, what if Suguru was taken by the Zenin clan when he was a child?
HEAR ME OUT--- The Curse Spirit Manipulation was almost the same as the Ten Shadows, only there was no limit. You're telling me that Zenin won't immediately takes interest for Suguru with his powerful curse technique?
Hah.
So, this is my very own Zenin Suguru AU! (Inspired by that one fanfic that I forgot the name, but goddamn! I love their work even though it's only have like 2-3 chapter)
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My Personal Headcannon:
- As we know, Suguru grew up in a non-sorcerer family. He grew up in a village where everyone knew everyone. So, the news that the son of the Getou family can saw invisible things? The news quickly reached everyone's ears.
- And as we know, the years Getou born and lives is not the most open minded. They are still a bit traditional, still at the beginning of the modern era and where a very few people are starting to talk (at least in my place)
- Suguru, five or so years old, suddenly find himself alone. His friends avoided him, people whispered behind his back, and his parents looked at him strangely.
- Suguru knows something wrong, and it has to do with himself. And it didn't takes long for him to find out.
- So he pretends, and how great he is.
- Long story short, he and his family decided to go to Tokyo, or Kyoto, whatever you like, for a vacation.
- But really, it just them having a vacation. Suguru? He just roam the street until he get lost.
- Maybe not his smartest decision, but give him a break, he a kid.
- The surrounding area looks unguarded, empty and abandoned. In one of the buildings, Suguru could feel something strange.
- Suddenly, the sound of a child screaming came from the building, asking for help.
- Always the helper, Suguru immediately ran towards the building and voila, not a child there but a curse that could imitate the voice of its previous victim.
- A fight broke out, yadayada, Suguru win of course.
- But, just as Suguru finally consumed the curse and actually took a breath, a voice echoed in the now completely damaged room.
- "My, my, my, who do we have here?"
I might make part 2 (and a comic if I have the energy and skil), but lets just leave it here.
Let me know your thought! :)
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ohdudedhesflirting · 1 year
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I love you so I let you go
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Pairing: Seok matthew x gender neutral reader
Warnings: Y/N is insecure (extremely), insults
Notes : I havent written anything in over a year due to various reasons so its messy lol and globally bad. Its just to get me back on writing and get rid of my writing trauma lmfao. English is my second language. (Also darling seok02 I am not tagging you bc you deserve better this, I will do better I promise <3)
Genre: University au, Matthew fell first, friends to sweethearts, angst, break-up.
Synopsis: Y/n and Matthew are in a relationship but sometimes insecurity get the best of you..
.....Under the cut ...!
Many people had different names to qualify you. Dumb, weak, unworthy, ugly..
You were used to it by now. You knew that the words you were over-hearing on a daily basis were not real.
The insults had started when your relationship to your boyfriend, Matthew, became public.
Matthew and you were the same age, coming from the same city, friends since school and finally at university as well. You werent majoring in the same discipline but it didnt matter, Matthew always made time for you, his favorite friend to hang out, eat together. He always made sure you were never eating alone.
Something had shifted in your relationship a year ago, when you went back home and realised that Matthew wasn't only glued at your hip at university.
You were quite the insecure person and even if you had known Matthew your whole life there was this little part of you that always thought that if he was hanging out with you daily was because he had taken you on pity.
How could he not ?
You had grown up together. You played as childrens, had braces together, learned together how to tie your shoelaces. Of course he would feel pity for you. And stay by your side at univerisity were you knew no one and had not made any friends.
Matthew on his side, social butterfly he was, had quickly made friends, Kim Jiwoong an acting major a few years older, Kim Tae Rae and Zhang Hao from the composing major...
You never understood why Matthew always took them with him to have lunch with you, or simply ditching them to not leave you alone. But it was fine, you thought "well he pity me, what can I do" and thought it would stop once you went home.
But it didnt, he was even clingier then when you left your respective parent's houses at the beginning of the school year.
He was swinging by your home almost daily, taking your dog on walks with you, doing gardening with your father.
Thats when you started to question it. Why was he nice to you ? Yes you grow up together, yes he must have felt some kind of responsabilities when you were at the university but here ? In the city of your childhood..? With no one but people you knew you whole life ? Why was he staying by your side ?
Naturally you asked him, and he confessed, hands shaking and tears in his eyes. You were left with only confusion.
Matthew was the sweetest person that you could ever think of, why would he likes you?
Pleading with you he had convinced you to put him over a trial, "try being my partner for two weeks, give me two weeks, and if afterwards you are not interested, we will stay as friends"
Of course, you didn't need those two weeks to know that Matthew was the best person ever, and well, that you liked him.
Coming to your place to watch movies together, accompanying you when you had to do grocery shopping for your parents. Going on drive to see the sea together, laying on the grass together to observe the clouds and give them shapes (and mainly fighting over said shapes)
The two weeks had passed and you stayed together.
Your summer break was the best part of your life, you had enjoyed every single second of it. Enjoying each other presence. Both of your famillies were most than pleased at the way your relationship had developped.
You never told Matthew you loved him, he was always the one to do so. There was always this little voice in your head to tell you that you were not good enough for him, pretty enough, clever enough. But it was fine you managed to deal with it.
But you got back to your university, and one of his classmate found out about you two dating and quickly, like fire, the news spread out on campus. Matthew was popular, with girls, with boys. And quickly you became "Matthew's partner".
People were coming to you, asking you if you were Matthew's signifiant other, laughing in your face, belittling you, saying your relationship would never make it through, that you werent enough for him. That he pitied you.
Until one day you could not stand it anymore. You were at Matthew's place, the appartement he shared with his friends, laying together on the couch. Matthew was watching his favorite anime, completely immersed in it.
But you, their words kept coming back, again and again.
Turning your face from the tv screen to your boyfriend, you admired his feature, chocolate like hair, a big smile, sparkling eyes. He was the prettiest, kindest person you had ever met. And you loved him so much.
"Wake up Y/N, Matthew is just doing charity work you know ? One day he is gonna ditch you and then what ? You are nothing"
You felt your stomach hurts, and once again since a few weeks you ran to the bathroom, the sudden urge to vomit. Matthew stoped the movie and urged to the bathroom, putting his hand on your back, rubbing it slowly, comforting you.
Once you were done, he slowly picked you up, and laid you down on the couch. Picking up a glass of water he was getting back to your side.
"Are you alright love ?"
You stayed silent for a few seconds, looking at his face. He was worried, it wasn't the first time you were vomitting in a short time.
"I want to break up."
Matthew went further on his place and looked at you without understanding what was happening.
"What do you mean ?"
"You and I. Breaking up. I can't do it anymore. I just can't."
He was looking at you without words, the last events of the last months going back in his head. What was happening ? Why did you wanted to break up ? Since when were you feeling like this ?
"Why..? We are doing just fine..? Why do you wanna..?"
It was your turn to be without words, you had never told Matthew about what people were saying to you. Always enduring by yourself.
There was this little voice, greedy voice, that always told you that if you were to speak up about it he would just break up with you more quickly. You were just greedy, you wanted to keep him by your side just a little bit longer.
Unable to speak any words, you stand up, packing your stuff in your bag, tying your shoelaces, Matthew follows you, wordless.
"I love you, please, don't let go of me"
You looked at Matthew one last time, his tears were starting to fall on his cheeks, you took your jacket and went out.
Closing the door behind you, you feel your breath hurting your chest, you go down the stairs, and finally you make it at the bottom of the building.
Walking across your campus, head hidden in your hoodie, you make it to your dorm. Closing your door behind you. And finally letting yourself go.
You allow yourself to cry, in a place safe, where no one can see you or hear you.
Matthew last look kept coming back inside your head, and you couldn't get it out.
It was breaking your whole heart out but there was this part of yourself that kept thinking that he was just better off without you. You were stopping him from his real life, keeping him behind everything.
Seok Matthew deserved better than you. You loved him so you had to let him go.
Part 2.
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malaurymalfunctional · 2 months
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1, 6, 12, 39
get asked things, dork (affectionate
welp, get your reading glasses out everyone
1: 3 things that shaped me into who i am
-1: luck. from the classic things like being born in a wealthy western country, being white (not inherently lucky but made me privileged/safer), having a relatively nice familly with no financial struggle, etc, to smaller stuff. like, it's a miracle i was never bullied in school. if it wasn't for that one person, maybe i would've died. i had free access to the internet since i was like 9, and somehow never stumbled on stuff that was inapropriate for my age
i consider myself quite lucky, despite all the hardships
-2: being trans. sorry to the people who think it's cringe when we make it our whole personnality, but it is litteraly so important. so central. i cannot fathom what i would be like if i weren't trans. that's just not the same person
-3: having weird ass parents. by that i mean that they're almost not like parents, more like... people i lived with that cared for me? i of course mean that in the sense that i don't have any special emotional attachment to them and all, but also that it doesn't feel like they raised me because they transmitted so little to me. my way of seeing the world, my hobbies, my fears, my political opinions, my general knowledge, my understanding of myself and others, my skills, i got them from, well, not them. the internet school, my friends, but not my parents. truly, i don't really know these people
6: best and worst part of being online
i've been here most of my life, so all the bad is just part of it. yes, that's where all the haters are. sure, all of the horrible things in existence can be found here. but that's also where my friends are. that's where community is. that's my only way of accessing at least 50% of what makes me happy. it has taught me so much about the world and myself, has held so many fulfilling experiences for me
if i had to choose 1 worst, i'd say transmisoginy i guess? i dunno, girl, i'm not even popular enough to get hate mail
12: a piece of advice i'd like to give
like i said in a previous post of mine i'm just 18. i'm like a baby. i feel like the least qualified person on earth to be giving advice. but i'll say one thing: advices are kinda bullshit. in essence they're opinions you think will be helpfull to someone else. but in my experience, they rarely are, especially when talking about life choices, mental health and the such. i watched hundreds of hours of self help videos, listened to people, went to therapy, and i felt like a fucking moron. i knew all the things, i had the advice, but it wasn't working. in the end, what helped me crawl out of the pit is time, love, and a bunch of stuff i'll never know about. find what works for you and ditch what doesn't; it's not because a piece of advice is true that it is helpful. searching for your solution will probably work better than just trying to apply the solutions others found
39: a youtuber i'm obssessed with
hard and specific
brennan lee mulligan? absolutely obssessed. a youtuber? not really
thegreatreview (he's french)? amazing youtuber. so fucking talented. obssessed? not really
dougdoug? obssessed by his entire cinematic universe for a while now. a youtuber? maybe 50%? it's all twitch streams highlights
john and hank green? ok i'll stop there
let's settle for brian david gilbert then, the man so nice they named him thrice. please buy his bed.
most well known for his Unravelled series on Polygon's channel, like the one about the sonic bible or the one about the smash bros osha violations, his personnal stuff is simply perfect, sometimes whimsical, like "i wish that i could wear hats" or "Pumpkin Cowboy", sometimes horrifying, like the one about the american healthcare system or "Teaching Jake about the Camcorder, Jan '97", often a mix of both, like "we like watching birds" or "earn $20K EACH MONTH by being your own boss". his comedic genius is at its best when it is also at its weirdest. he's also the guy who made the sibling dance song, i guess
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altheasaguinsin · 1 year
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The hidden love
Narrator:One day princess and ella met in the church princess felt that ella want to fight her so would embarrass her so she preceded her. Princess:what the hell ella,why wont you stop bullying me because i fed up with your behavior, I can't stand it,i fight from now on! ella:you now why i don't care you because your too pupular,you are always parised by the people around us,until i take care of you i will not stop. Princess:thats why your jealous with me,you know if i were to you i'd work hard in my studies so that i can get better because i dont care if you not study and if you bully me. Narrator:The pastor saw them fighting and the pastor came. Pastor:whats is going on your fighting in the front of many people and God Narrator:Princess said! Princess:ella is the one who started fighting me,she embarrassed me in the front of many people Narrator:The pastor reprimanded but it didn't stop. Pastor:why your so angry to princess? Ella:I will be jealous of princess because she is smart,and many people like her. Narrator:John came to the church and approached princess and as what ella did to him,but he didn't answer,she turned around and walked away from john but john chased her and stopped her to find out the truth,princess was upset so she told john. Princess:ella was try to embarrassed me in the front of many people,he want me to show me off to a lot of people,so i fought back and defend myself. john:ella is getting too much,the next time i catch up and bullying you,i can fight him. Narrator:after the church john and princess leave the church because they review for the long test tomorrow.
narrator:the next day princess and john going too school to attending the long test in English,when she and john is in the classroom,their classmate whispering to him that he was the one with the highest score in the whole class,and her classmate not wrong she,he went a perfect score in english. after class end princess when straight on her work.She didn't know was the owner of that store was Ella's famillies,ella saw princess and he began to torture princess by ordering difficult tasks,but john was aarived and he defend her and said! john:Ella what are you doing with princess,are you bullying her Ella:No i din't bullying him or torture him,me and my friends just ordered tea in may families restaurant,is that bad? john:is that true princess? narrator:Princess can't tell the truth because she might get fired princess:ahh yes they ordered tea,they didn't make make me sufferand besides famillies of ella is the owner of the restaurant and im just a waitress here narrator:John doesn't believe princess because he knows Ella's behavior.John was waited princess to finish work so he could take care and and bring her to their house.and after.After princess finish her work, she and john went home,while they were in John's car,john talked to princess about what happened earlier. John:"princess" what really happened earlier?your saying the truth?or you're just afraid to get fired if you tell the truth? Princess:yes you're right I'm afraid I might get fired of i tell the truth. john:princess you should tell me the truth so that I could defend you from ella,and besides there are many other jobs out there"right"? princess:but john I need this job now,my family defends on me. narrator:and they continued to shouting each other until they reached their house princess. princess:okay John, there is no point in our fight, as long as I don't leave my job against your will and will, I'm going inside the house, go home, don't pick me up again and deliver me tomorrow. john:but princess, I just want to protect you especially from ella. princess:why do you need to protect me? I can protect my self! john:because I've loved you for a long time and I don't want you to be harmed and bullied by ella princess:what did you say?you like me but how,when? john:when we first met, I only told you because our friendship might be ruined and because you might not notice me when I confess to you. princess:but john, ella likes you too, and she might bully me even more when she knows that you like me. john:but I don't like him, and I don't like his attitude narrator:princess knows herself that she also likes john, but she doesn't want to admit it because she's still studying and doesn't have those things in her mind yet.So he quickly got out of John's car and entered their house nervously.When he entered his room, he got dressed and got ready for bed, but he couldn't sleep because he kept thinking about what John said to him,what did he do to fall asleep, but he still couldn't sleep until morning.
narrator:in the morning at the school princess was floating, awake and looking like a witch, she was still thinking about what john said and couldn't get it out of her mind, while ella came and started bullying her again and saying something. ella: hey princess what happened to you, why are you floating and looking like a witch hahahahahaha. princess:ella, stop,I'm not in the mood to fight with you right now, if I can't keep up with you, you'll get it! Narrator: When Ella heard what the princess said, she quickly left in front of the princess. Until the end of the whole class. And a few more days passed, the princess still couldn't forget what John said until they met. john didn't miss the opportunity and he suddenly grabbed and took princess to a deserted place and talked to her. john: ahmm princess can we talk about what happened in the past. princess: ahhh come on john: what I told you that I like you is true, no joke or flattery, so let me wait for you until it's possible. princess: john because I've wanted you for a long time since we met, so please let me John: Really? princess: yes Narrator: John is happy because he found out that the princess also likes him and she allowed him to wait, but the two did not know that Ella and her friend heard the whole conversation, Ella was very angry and answered princess Ella: You are shameless, your face is so thick, are you going to take John away from me, who is all yours, John is the only one left to take away from me. princess: wait, ella, as far as I know, I didn't take John away from you, and even more so, he was never yours! ella: I've liked him for a long time because of you I lost the chance for him to like me too. John: just wait, ella, what I know is that I will never like you because of your attitude, besides, stop princess, she's not doing anything bad to you, so stop her. ella: john I'm ready to change just to please you ellas friends:hahahahha ella what is that begging that's not appropriate for rich people like us hahahahha ella: shut up, you don't care if I beg John okay? john: sor Narrator: ella suddenly stopped defending herself and she knew that john didn't like her, and john would always like her. at their house because their church is early tomorrow.
narrator:The next day was the day of their church, Ella and John went to church and they saw Ella again looking at them badly, they didn't pay attention to it because maybe when their fight starts again, church will start and Everyone sat down and after the church ended, Ella blocked the princess and started making trouble again, so the pastor made a way for the two to talk properly, he talked to the dalwa and asked her to join him in a room in the church and asked thoroughly pastor:you two tell me a story and admit the truth, what started your fight? Princess: Pastor Ella is always the one who starts the fight, I'm just defending myself. pastor: oh ella why do you always fight and embarrass princess? ella: because pastor, almost everyone likes him and admires him, even John he stole from me. princess: just wait, ella, I don't know what you're talking about, it's not my fault if people admire me, and I didn't steal John from you. Besides, ella, don't you know those who instigate you to fight and embarrass me, only the rich after you, I heard them talking about you while they were not with you, they said that you are easy to talk to ella: I know that, I know that they all only want money from me, I know that when they finish using me, they will leave me too, you are all the same. pincess: that's not true, ella, even though you always embarrass me or bully me, I'm here ready to forgive you, and ready to remove you and be your friend. Pastor: Ella apologize to the princess for everything you did to her. narrator: ella thought and woke up to the fact that the pastor and the princess were right, so they decided to follow the princess and the pastor ella: Peincess, forgive me for the sins I have committed against you, I hope you will accept me as your friend. princess: of course, who am I to refuse you? Narrator: They greeted each other and hugged and then they left the room together holding hands. John was happy for both of them.
narrator:The next day was the day of their church, Ella and John went to church and they saw Ella again looking at them badly, they didn't pay attention to it because maybe when their fight starts again, church will start and Everyone sat down and after the church ended, Ella blocked the princess and started making trouble again, so the pastor made a way for the two to talk properly, he talked to the dalwa and asked her to join him in a room in the church and asked thoroughly pastor:you two tell me a story and admit the truth, what started your fight? Princess: Pastor Ella is always the one who starts the fight, I'm just defending myself. pastor: oh ella why do you always fight and embarrass princess? ella: because pastor, almost everyone likes him and admires him, even John he stole from me. princess: just wait, ella, I don't know what you're talking about, it's not my fault if people admire me, and I didn't steal John from you. Besides, ella, don't you know those who instigate you to fight and embarrass me, only the rich after you, I heard them talking about you while they were not with you, they said that you are easy to talk to ella: I know that, I know that they all only want money from me, I know that when they finish using me, they will leave me too, you are all the same. pincess: that's not true, ella, even though you always embarrass me or bully me, I'm here ready to forgive you, and ready to remove you and be your friend. Pastor: Ella apologize to the princess for everything you did to her. narrator: ella thought and woke up to the fact that the pastor and the princess were right, so they decided to follow the princess and the pastor ella: Peincess, forgive me for the sins I have committed against you, I hope you will accept me as your friend. princess: of course, who am I to refuse you? Narrator: They greeted each other and hugged and then they left the room together holding hands. John was happy for both of them.
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Title : You won't find me unless I want to
Pairing : Sam x Reader x Bucky
Warning : Smut, fluff and family issues
Note : italic means dialogue. Italic and bold mean flashback. There is no SamBucky smut.
Words : 2623
Plot : Request from @chynagirl13 " a poly!SamBucky x reader where she's like Mystique and hide from her familly"
Masterlist // Request
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I woke up from a night full of festivities. We were alone on the tower as the others were in missions, so we took advantage of this alone time to have some fun. It all begins with soft touches, light pecking on the lips and it all ends with epic orgasm that could have ripped the structure of the universe (yes this much).
The three of us met when the fight with Steve and Tony divided the team. I was disguising myself as Sharon at the time because I wanted to know what would happen to the people like me after the Accord. Everything was perfect, nobody saw the difference, until the Winter Soldier arise from unconsciousness. We fight, and to be stronger I must be fully myself, I must not hid behind a “normal” face. That’s how they discovered me so I fled. I thought they would emprisonned me or worse. But I was wrong ! After this “Civil War” was solved and all of them became best buddies again they searched for me...in vain...until they finally found me on a secluded town away from everyone and everything. That’s how our story began, five years ago. Five years of friendship turned to love turned to something more beyond understanding.
Even if we are officially a throuple for two years now -only for the avengers to know-, there are still things they don’t know about me, especially about my familly, things I’m not yet ready to express. Tey know enough I guess, who I am on the inside that’s the most important. They never call me by my real name, no one does -except my family- I forbidd it.
I decided to leave the bedroom only wearing Bucky’s boxer and Sam’s shirt to go take my breakfast. I was alone until Sam enters the kitchen with a grinn adorning his face at the sight of me.
“Well well well what do we have here ?”
“Just a starving girl waiting for an adequate sustenance.” I say languidly looking at him with hunger in my eyes. He approaches me, slowly like a predator watching over his prey.
“What this might be ? Maybe I’ll be able to help you with it ?”
We are face to pecs, my hands grazing the side of his hips, my tongue finding its way toward his slightly erect nipples while l look at him with doe eyes. His breath panting, a proof of the effect I have on him.
“Yes maybe you could help a bit but I don’t know if you’re up for it...”
“I so fuck*** am treasure !” His excitement visible threw his jogging, apparently he’s going commando, how exciting !
He kisses me hungrilly with as much energy as he can muster until the need for air feels too much to avoid. He then grabs me by the thighs and puts me on the counter. He places himself between my open legs while kissing me with a renewed fervor. I take avantage of it to shed the few clothes I’m wearing and let him enter me in one swift thrust, no need foreplays after the night we spend as I’m still wet from all our sexual shenanigans. Our orgasm hit us with such intensity we both feel dizzy, our breath returns to normal after long minutes of post-coital bliss. We are so focus on each other right now that we don’t notice the presence of Bucky at the door frame. He’s pounting like a puppy deprive from his favorite toy.
“Sexual intercourse and I’m not even invited ? What about me ? Haven’t I the right to feel wanted ? I don’t like being neglected...”
I hop off the counter, still naked, and jump in the arms of my teddy bear of a man squishing his cheeks with my hands.
It’s the early afternoon, the three of us are chilling in the living room, watching random shows on netflix when Friday call us. Apparently there is some people asking for an audience with the Avengers.
“Look at him all brooding in the morning, kiss on his forehead, pouting for attention, kiss on his right cheek, annoy at me, kiss on his left cheek, jealous of Sam, sucking a hickey on the side of his neck, how can you think I will ever neglect you willingly, tender kiss on his plump lips.”
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“Strange, what do they want exactly ?” Ask Sam to the ceilling.
“More importantly how many are they ?” I wonders out loud a bit annoyed at the disturbance.
“There are two people Miss y/l/n, a man and a woman, mid-fourties, probably a couple. There are here because they are looking foor their daughter, she went missing years ago, they want to know if the Avengers could investigate and take her home. I also allowed myself a quick check out of their background and there is nothing out of the ordinary.”
“Thanks Friday let them him, lead them in the office meeting room 301 in the offlice floor and tell them three Avengers are going to meet with them.” Says Bucky calmly standing up from his position.
“Wait a minute, could you send a picture of them ?” I ask Friday, fearing who they might be.
“Of course Miss, right away !”
Once I receive the picture of the couple my blood freeze in recognition...my parents found me after all these year. I suddenly stand from my position and turned myself into a tall, slim man with dark brown eyes and a huge greying beard. My clothes as well as my body turn themselves into a deep green suit with a light pink bow tie. Sam and Bucky are looking at you with wide eyes not understanding this sudden change in appearance.
“Before you’re asking me anything you’ll need to know you just let my parents enter the building so yes I turn mysef into a man because even if they don’t know shit about me the still know I don’t like to be a man !” I say with my newfound deep bariton voice.
“How do you know they found you, maybe it’s just a coincidence ?” Sam tries to reassure you the best he could.
“It could be ! But I know it’s not. They must have seen some footage of me during missions or someting, footage where I wasn’t hidding my true self obviously. You don’t know what they did to me...it’s not just anger I feel it’s also fear !” I begin to feel stressed about the unavoidable meeting, tears threatening to pour out of my eyes.
We are all sitting in a room, for some minutes nothing is said between any of us. My parents scrutinized the three of us with their piercing blue eyes. Their stare stays on me a bit longer than what’s necessary.
“Calm down love, everything is gonna be okay, we’re here together, we wont let you alone with them don’t worry.” Bucky says while kissing my bearded face finishing by my lips.
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“You don’t understand, tells my father, we know that our daughter is working with you we’ve seen her on tv !” I’m beginning to feel slightly nauseaus even more since my mother keep looking in my direction. I’m pulling my sleeves over my wrist -a nervous tick I have- to hide a certain thing on the inside of it. My mother notice it unfortunately.
“What can we do for you ? We learn that your daughter is missing for several years now, if it’s nothing like alien or global terrorist group threat, you need to ask the police that’s not our work. I’m sorry you come here for nothing.” Says Sam in a sweet calm voice.
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“Sir we...“ Starts Bucky but is interrupted by my mother.
“That’s you right ?! You disguise yourself as a man now, too afraid of showing yourself to mommy and daddy I see !” Mock my mother, chuckling at my chocked face. I have no other choice but to turn into myself again.
“Hi mother, to what do I owe you this displeasure ?!”
“Can we talk please ?” Ask my father sadness in his eyes. If I have to choose between the both of them, my father is the one I less feel frightened by, but my mother is something else entirely.
When I look at them both all I remember is what they did to me whan I was a 8 years old girl. I lived in a very small and very poor village in the countryside, the people that lived there were intolerant and really focused on religion. We could say they were conservative as fu** when it was about certain mystical or occult rituals.
I’ve always been different from other kids, beside my skin colour -far from mundane- my capacity of changing appearance at will wasn’t very welcome by the people living near me and with me. But I was young, I was naive, I couldn’t think my parents -the people supposed to love me from an unmeasurable love- would do this to me their little girl. One day -a sunny one- I was home alone, my dad worked until later in the morning and my mother went to see the mayoress of the village. She told me to rejoined her around midday deep in the forest where I knew we had a cabin. I thought we would have a picnic together, I put on my most beautiful sundress for this occasion. All was good, I was happy like every child should be. When I arrived at the cabin I suddenly sensed smething was wrong, the hair of my neck got up from fright. I saw my mom, she was smiling at me but it was not a real one I could see it, and she was not alone. I couldn’t move an inch until I felt arms on my shoulder pushing me toward my mother and the others. Suddenly I was grabbed from everywhere and lead me inside the cabin. I found myself laid on the bed, my clothe torn from my body, I was naked, vulnerable, afraid... I cried for my mother but she did nothing but spit in my face with disgust. I felt utterly alone, desperation filled me as fire on a blaze. I was almost on the verge of passing out when a severe pain on the inside of my wrist made me cried a lot more, my throat hurt from screaming. I turned my head to the side and saw a huge burn with blood on on my wrist. I cried once again, asking for a reason, for answers, for forgiveness, for anything to make them free me. The mayoress approached me -I didn’t know she was here- and told me I wasn’t welcome here anymore. They marked me so I could always be recognised by them. They marked me as a reminder that I’ll always be alone. As I went out I saw my father an asked for his help that he refused to give me. I was indeed alone, no parents, no family, no one. All the doors that once were open for me were now closed...
“You banished me !! I scream at them. I was 8 and you banished me.”
“We had to y/n, don’t you see what you are, we needed to purify you for your sins...
“My sins, I was a child and you punished me like we’ll punish a criminal for fu** sake !!!” I can’t contain myself anymore. Sam and Bucky are both trying to ease me but to no avail.
“What did you want us to do ?” Ask my dad.
“Nothing much really, I only wanted you both to recognise me as a human being -my mom rolls her eyes at this- yes mother a human being with emotions, something that you lack. I wanted you to respect me enough to not use the banishment brand on me. I wanted you to love me for me and not for what I can do. You were suppose to be my family but your not so why coome here ? To apologise ? Well guess what, I don’t accept yoour apology. I finally found my family right here, I feel loved, respected, wanted, something that you never provide me.”
“Y/n please...” My dad tries to reason with me but I can’t forget and forgive the fact he did absolutelly nothing to protect me.
“I want you both out of the city by the evening.” My tone calm but void from emotions as I talk to them.
“You can’t order us y/n, we’re still your parents !” She tries to scare me once again, it doesn’t work anymore.
“Let me be clear, I don’t want you in this city dead or alive, you should leave now there’s a long way to come back home, we wouldn’t want you to be in an accident would we ?” The slight threat uttered against your parents is enough to make them leave right away.
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Later that day we are all in our room watching The Lord of the Ring while snuggling to no end.
“What you told your parents sooner about the burn they made you...can you show us ?” Ask Sam slightly afraid of my reaction.
“Yeah..! Of course, I lift the sleeve of my right arm above my elbow, palm up an show them my wrist, It symbolizes the banishment of someone from the religious cocoon.”
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“I'm sorry about everything you’ve been through y/n/n, I hope you know I,I mean we, will always be there for you to protect you no matter what, at all cost ad I on’t mean only Sam and I but the entire team a well, yoou are the heart of the Avengers, you make us all stick together despite al of our differences. We love you so dearly, so damn much !!!” Bucky says tears in his eyes.
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Seeing the effect all of this has on Bucky, Sam decides he will let the both of you have a bit of time alone. He gives me a deep kiss on the lips and a friendly pat on Bucky’s shoulders then leaves the two of us alone.
We are both laying in bed, he’s watching the movie intently while I refers to watch him. His glassy eyes from earlier still linger on his face. I couldn’t stand it so I take matter on my own hands and starts rubbing his clothe chest while sucking on the spot below his ears. Even if it feels like heaven to him he forces himself to stay focus on the movie to see how far I’m ready to go. I continue my hand’s venture toward his treasure hidden underneath too many layers of clothes. I take him in my hand, squeezing the base of it, he’s gasping for air, the pleasure he feels is almost unbearable in the most positive way. At the moment where he thought it can’t be better, my lips lands themselves on his purple licking tip. The suction on itself is enough to make him come, it is sensual, soft and slow, full of emotions. The rest of the night is spend making love to each other slowly without rush. In the middle of it all Sam joins us for a last embrace before sleep comes to claim his due. Sloppy, tongue and teeth kisses are share between us, a proof of our undeniable love for one another.
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Glad you're back!! Miss you! I see about your post, can I have some modern AU maybe of Human! Alastor x reader going to an aquarium? Maybe a cute date? Haha thx amazing to have you again
(( QwQ/ It's good to be back! And I would be honored to do that. I had a lot of fun with this. I hope you enjoy!!))
It was hinted with salt filling the air. Misty and warm, the summer sea winds rolled off the coast and into your hair. The Long Island sound was picture perfect, just as you remember in your childhood dreams. You were staying in a quaint little town your familly use to visiting summer after summer when you were a child. And it was the perfect place for you to bring yourself on a long over due vacation. Work had been too much to handle this past year, and now you could spend the next week relaxing on the soft sandy coastal beaches of Long Island. 
However today you had plans to take the ferry across the sound to the aquarium. Sure... you were going by yourself but... So what. You didn’t particularly have many friends, nor a partner in your life. But so what? You were an introvert natrually and a social gathering over five people where never your thing. 
You had just made it to the ferry docks. As always, you were fifteen minutes early. You couldn’t bear to be late, especially since you considered “on-time” to be late. You were sitting on a public bench facing the sound. Dozens of other people have started to gather around the same place as you. You were just about to take one of your favorite books out of our bag when someone approached you.
“Do you mind if I sit?” You saw a man standing before you. He had a pleasant smile. A soft one that just barely met his eyes. You took one second too long to peer at him.
“Uh-...” You tore your gaze from his soft brown hair and to his polished shoes. They were out of style yet he somehow managed to pull it off, “Yea-.. I mean no...! Help yourself.” You tried to return his smile but you were far more awkward about it. This man had some strange sense of fashion. He looked oddly in place, however, he seemed like he was trying to live in a time long since past. 
“Are you waiting for the ferry too?” He asked, making simple conversation to fill the void of silence. 
You glanced at him quickly a second time and made a nervous little laugh. His dark complexion matched his brown eyes hidden behind perfectly circular glasses, “Oh... yes.” You remember you had your ticket in your hand, “It shouldn't be much longer until it arrives,” 
The stranger nodded his head slowly, “Have you ever been on a ferry before?” You nodded your head to his question, “Ah, first time for me. They don’t have ferries where I’m from.” He said with a cool expression.
He seemed chatty for a stranger. Most of the time when strangers tried talking to you, you’d brush them off. But this man was lucky that you thought he was rather... stunning in the looks department. That, and he seemed rather harmless as of right now. So you indulged in his conversation, “Where are you from?” You asked. 
The man paused only slightly then turned himself to face you. He held out his left hand for you to take. You were hesitant but you still reached out, “Alastor,” He said, “I’m from New Orleans. I’m guessing you’re a local?” You wouldn’t have ever guessed that, he didn’t have any kind of southern twang or drawl to his tone.
You shooked his hand but you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing a little at his question, “No, no,” You waved your hand a little, “Uh- aha... I’m (Y/N). And I’m not from here, but my family and I use to come here all the time for summer vacations.”
“Well, it’s certainly a lovely place to visit. I’m here for business though so I can’t say I’ve gotten the real experience of it all yet. Today was my day off, however, and I thought I’d go see this aquarium one of my friends keeps telling me to go to. She’s rather annoying about it, truly, spoiled even and quite the nagging little thing. But she is my friend after all and I’d rather not deal with the consequences of not listening to her.” 
There was a moment there went you felt your heart stop for a minute, “That’s... really ironic.” You said slowly.
“Oh? You have a bossy friend too?” He jested with a smile. 
You laughed for a second then shook your head, “No, I mean that it’s ironic that you’re going to the aquarium,” You paused for a second then reached into your bag and pulled out your phone. You showed Alastor and said, “I’m going too.” 
He peered at the e-ticket on your phone, the pushed his glasses up on his nose with a deep laugh, “What a small world!” He laughed, then laughed some more, “How truly ironic indeed!” Then without a second to waste, he faced you once again then asked, “Would you like to go together?”
The question startled you. You didn’t expect that. He was very bold, wasn’t he? You had only just met and he was asking to spend probably what would be the rest of the day with you. You were flustered suddenly, then you were tongue-tied, lastly, you cracked your voice as you answered, “S-Sure! Yea- um--....” You felt your cheeks turn a little pink, “Sorry. It’s just... That was unexpected.” Just as you said that the loud horn of the ferry screamed as it pulled into the docks. 
Alastor stood up while smiling down to you, “Life wouldn’t be life if what you expected happened all the time.” 
He then held out his hand, offering to help you up from the bench. You took a moment, sitting there and taking everything in for what it was. Alastor stood before you, looking as though he was some kind of mathematician, or professor, now that you got a good look at him. His red tie was tucked behind a brown sweater vest that stopped just shy of his belt. His hand was offered to you, while the wind dusted his brown hair around in the breeze. And that smile on his face, it was soft yet firm enough to show that he was pleased to help you up. 
So you decided then... why the hell not? He was right, life wouldn’t be the same if it was exactly like what you expected. You took Alastor’s hand and pulled yourself to your feet. The two of you chatted while boarding the ferry, and then stood beside each other while leaning along the guard rails of the top deck.
The both of you talked about all kinds of things. You found out that Alastor was some kind of internet personality, not really. He had a podcast he ran and owned with some friends of his. It was apparently very popular and well known, though not that well known because you’ve never heard of it before. And to say that didn’t hurt Alastor’s ego a little would have been a lie. Apparently, Alastor also had a strong taste for liquor, because at one point he went to the ferry’s indoor bar and came back with two rum on the rocks.
You told him it was only noon, to which he replied, “It’s five o’clock somewhere,” And laughed before taking a sip of his drink. You decided to have the one he got you and told yourself it’d only be one which Alastor stayed true to. He didn’t wander off for another drink once he finished the one he had. There was another point that you learned that Alastor had the habit of ignoring his phone, to the instance where he got annoyed with it and turned it off. It seemed he only wanted to focus on talking to you and listening to what you had to say.
Alastor and you talked the whole ferry ride, which was just under an hour long. And when you docked, you both walked side by side down the three and a half blocks to the aquarium. It wasn’t a massive place, but it was a good size with a decent amount of animals. You originally came here with the idea of looking for inspiration within sea life. For you were an author, after all, writing stories for a living came with its ups and downs. For instance, right now, your much-needed vacation wasn’t really a vacation. The current book you were working on took place in late century seaside town, much like this one. And you had run into the worse possible writer’s block you’ve ever been in. 
As you and Alastor had finished passing the entry gates and showing your tickets, you wondered why Alastor would want to come here with you. Maybe because he realized how terribly awkward it would be if you continued to cross paths all day. You also thought about how you wouldn't be able to focus on working with him around now. You also didn’t really want to out yourself, or your current story. 
But that would soon be unavoidable. You and Alastor had just made it to the open exhibits of the aquarium. You had stopped on an old wooden bridge to briefly look out at a beautiful koi pond. Alastor leaned over slightly while resting his arms on the bridge railing. He had a soft smile that was barely on his lips, “This one oddly reminds me of home,” He sighed. 
You learned along the railing as well, looking over the swampy like pond. It lily pads all over, with a dark green water filled with dead trees and moss. You couldn’t see them, but you could hear the bullfrogs chirping away. Seeing it gave your a sudden surge of inspiration. Something about it made you get several ideas for your book. You couldn’t let them slip away, so you reached into your bag and grabbed your notebook.
While you became lost in your own world, scribbling down idea after idea, Alastor quietly watched you. It wasn’t in a way that you noticed, because he’d only take a side glance here or there. But after a moment or so, he finally asked, “Forgot something to add to your grocery list?” 
It was meant to be a joke but it went right over your head (Mush to Alastor’s dismay).
“O-oh..” You then laughed weakly, “No... It’s for a story I’m working on.” 
Alastor turned to face you slightly while still leaning on the rail, “Oh, like an author?”
You took a dry swallow then glanced away and shrugged, “Yea,” You didn’t want to egg him on. But of course, he asked anyways. 
“Are you published?” He seemed genuinely interested. Yet there was a reason you wanted to avoid it. Oftentimes when you told people about your books, the general reception wasn't that good. There was a reason you wrote under a pen name. 
However, Alastor wasn’t from around here, and you weren’t on New York Time’s Best Selling List yet, and probably never would be. So there was a chance he wouldn’t know or ever heard of your books. 
So you took the chance and said, “Yeah. I’m the author of Sea Rise.”
“Oooh,” Shit. “That book series about the pirates?” Dammit. 
You felt your cheeks burn as you took in a deep breath and nodded your head, “You’ve heard of them?” You wouldn’t look at him though. You just kept your gaze on some turtle resting on a log. 
“Yeah, never read them,” He gave a slight chuckle, “But the girl I work with-”
“You said her name is Charlie, right?”
“Yes- Well, she reads ‘em. She’s a big fan. I’m under the assumption that it’s about fictional pirates?” 
You took in a small breath then sighed, “Pretty much. It’s... not that amazing or anything. It’s okay.” You noticed that Alastor pushed off the rail and started to walk again, but slower this time.
“Tell me about it.” His words surprised you enough to look at him with a shocked expression. He laughed at you while giving a small wave of his hand, “Only if you want to. I’m sure you can’t talk much about spoilers.”
You blinked, then let out a shaky laugh, “I-I don’t know. It’s... A long story. This is for my fourth installation.”
He hummed with a slight chuckle, “Well it’s a good thing there is a snack bar over there.” He pointed to one not that far away, “And plenty of places to sit too.” 
There was something that flickered around in your chest. You felt butterflies you always wrote about in your stories. You peered at Alastor finding it hard to stare at his face. You glanced up from his shoes and got caught in that tilt in his smirk. Heat ran to your cheeks and spread across your nose, you gave a sharp nod of your head then awkwardly stuttered out, “O-okay!” With maybe a little too much excitement. Who knew that today, of all days... You’d run into someone like him. 
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this may be weird, but do you really think that jordelia will end up together? as much as everyone wants them to, looking at the familly tree and the errors with mixing up first marriages and that story (i'm forgetting the name) where the name layla comes from having an unhappy ending is making me think something will go wrong. also, with the theory of matthew getting his marks stripped, what if he just loses his name and ended up taking cordelia's? i'm doing a reread and noticing new things
Hey Anon, thanks so much for the ask, I love getting them 🥰❤️
I 100% think Jordelia will end up together. I think if she were going to go in another direction she wouldn’t have spent the majority of Chain of Iron focusing on their relationship. Now that James has realised his love for her there’s no doubt in my mind, he won’t love anyone else and we know he doesn’t die so I think they will. There’s so many moments they share that lead me to believe this, but here’s a quote from Tessa about James in Gotsm “My James knew the power of a love story as well as well as I do”. I think this eludes to Jordelia’s overall story- while there were obstacles to their relationship, they got past them and ended up together. There’s another quote like that from Fever, a short story from Cordelia’s perspective “She did not realize it would be a long, long time before she ceased to feel the lack of him inside her heart”. Suggesting that at some stage she is always with him, so again, I think that Grace, Belial/Tatiana and Matthew are just the obstacles they face in their journey.
I know where you’re coming from in terms of the family tree, it’s confusing and something that Cassie repeatedly says she regrets doing. But, I think the ‘twist’ in their marriage is just how they got married... In saying that, I’m not sure if they will stay ‘properly’ married, it might be interesting if Cordelia has to divorce James or never get her second rune to get her out of her oath with Lilith so she would technically no longer be ‘Cordelia Herondale’. It might be interesting if they were together romantically so they had to lead the Clave to believe they were still truly married, which could be why Jem changed the family tree? (it would be kind of fun to turn the reason they got married on its head, like they got fake married because of her reputation and society’s view of unmarried women but then they break this societal expectation by not being ‘properly’ married but still remaining together...). I’m not too worried about the family tree aspect, I know there will be a twist to how they end up together, and I have plenty more theories, but I have no doubt that will end up together.
The Layla and Majnun story is interesting I haven’t read it in full but I would like to. As far as I know Majnun gets lost in the wilderness and Layla dies of heartbreak.. I think Cassie references this because it parallels James being ‘lost’ in his own mind, he’s being controlled and has lost his own willpower and as a result Cordelia is left heartbroken. But, that doesn’t mean it has to end like the actual story. The entire series itself is loosely inspired by the Great Expectations where James and Grace would be Pip and Estella respectively and their story is already very different from the Great Expectations. This was also something that worried people when Tid was coming out, it’s loosely based on The Tale of Two Cities and Will Herondale is constantly described to be Sydney Carton, who dies/sacrifices himself and doesn’t end up with Lucie (who would be Tessa in this case) but this is obviously very different from the Tid ending. Cassie loves a happy ending, so I wouldn’t worry about that.
Oh Matthew, he’s definitely a character to be worried about, there’s a lot of scary foreshadowing with him 💔. They could get married, it’s possible I guess, I think it’s unlikely because I think it would only happen to get Cordelia out of her oath so not an actual ‘love’ match (which I doubt Cordelia would want to go through again). I really don’t think that Matthew and Cordelia are going to end up together... it’s just not being set up that way at all in my eyes, I’ve mentioned this before, but I feel like Matthew isn’t actually in love with Cordelia, he just knows that he can never be with her and so is using her to punish himself. It’s been acknowledged he seeks a ‘hopeless love’ so what makes this situation different from the one he had with Lucie? Cordelia only sees Matthew as a friend and he knows she’s in love with James. Cordelia actually mentions the word ‘friend’ atleast three times when he tells her how he feels, in fact when he tells her he loves her this is her thought process: “Cordelia was speechless. She did not want to hurt him; she had been hurt enough and had no desire to pass it on to someone else. Especially as dear a friend as Matthew”. This could change but it would be a really weird plot twist that I wouldn’t feel is earned, Cordelia has never expressed romantic interest in Matthew past calling him handsome or noticing his arms 😅? Again, I think this is explained away with this Chog quote “He was very handsome, Cordelia thought; she didn’t know why she didn’t respond to him as she did to James. But then, she didn’t respond to anyone as she did to James”. Bearing in mind that only a week will have passed from the end of Choi to the beginning of Chot, there’s really not room for her to have realistically developed romantic feelings for Matthew, in my opinion.
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Bucky Barnes x male reader
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Couple of months passed and Bucky was now an official avenger. Tony of course trow a party (only for avengers and close staff/friends). But Bucky didn't felt like being there. He was just sitting in his room.... 
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Even after what HYDRA did to him he'll never forget about his past lover. The brown haired male still remember stealling glances at eachother when nobody looked, holding hands behing their backs in military meatings, (Y/N) soft hair on his bare chest after goodnight sleep in eachother embrance, the warmth, the (E/C) eyes looking with so much love at him...
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Last kiss...
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He can't forget that look in (Y/N) eyes... fear- Pain- Worry- Hurt-
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He wanted to do something.... anything... To stop this people from pulling away his lover but he didn't have any energy left and there was too many of them.. Soon all he saw was darknes and felt cold dirty ground but his ears clearly heard(Y/N) screams... Then nothing- silence-... Next was HYDRA... The experiments, loss of his arm, and now he's here.... He found his best friend.
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Sometimes he wonder if (Y/N) is still alive. 
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Will he remember him? 
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Will he have a familly now....? 
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Will he be happy..? 
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Will he moved on..? 
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Bucky know it was pointless... The 'what will be' possybilites but he couldn't help it, he loved- hell- still loves (Y/N), it hurts...
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There wasn't night without (Y/N) showing in his dreams, most of them were nightmares. He would woke up covered in cold sweat, tears running down his cheeks gasping for air looking at the other side of the bed and found....
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Nothing.... 
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Just becouse he couldn't protect the one he loves the most. The only thing that reminds him of (Y/N) was in the box he holds on his small nightstand on right side of his bed.... He haven't had a chance to gave it to (Y/N) and ask 'Will you marry me?'..He was too late.. He couldn't take back time no metter how much he wanted too.
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He tried so many times to find any information about (Y/N) (L/N)... But it only said - search not found.
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Bucky tried to be 'fine' knowing(Y/N) would want it... 
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-A few days later-
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Avengers got an anonymous message about HYDRA the most hidden base but Bucky needed to stay in Tower this time. They quickly began to work and soon were flying to abadoned island. Many bones were there, one smaller, one bigger... Many guns and bullets in the dirt. Bulding wasn't in the best condition too so they need to hurry. 
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Inside wasn't any better. Rats and chemicals with even more bones and torn clothes but different type of weapon were everywhere.
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Soon Natasha noticed something that looked like main computer room. As she walked in boys went after her. "Tony is there any electric power?"Natasha asked clearly wanting to look up the computer to find any kind of information about this place and people that were here before. "Shockingly yeah." after that information the ex-assasin began to work.
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Not too long after they saw files with photos and 'names'. From small children to adults- practically on every file was written 'failed experiment' meaning they were dead. 
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"Wait-" red haired women returned to the last photo. Steve never forgot how they old soldiers uniform looked he'll recognize it everywhere.
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"He got the old soldier uniform from my time" Steven commented comming closer. "Boy in the ice... It wasn't a failed one, he may still be alive." Clint added but too not convinced.
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"Where is he now? " Tony asked ready to get the man out. Nat looked into the computer to find it. "In the basement, the most 'guarded' cell. You go, I'll unlock the security. I'm sure thats why electricy is still here." Boys nooded and was on their way to the basement knowing the plan of the bulding thanks to Tony. 
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After 5 mins they heard that it's unlocked and went in. Inside was plain white room with blood and chemicals everywhere and many machines. "Guys look" Clint said pointing at capsule in the most bloody and darkest corner of the room. "we need to get him out fast, the bulding won't last long." Tony informed the rest that nooded and began to work how to take it all to the jet. 
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After all of them were back to the Tower. Bruce bagan to work at the unknow male in med-lab. Soon Tony, Clint, Nat were there too waiting for Steve that went for Bucky.
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Quickly the two joined the rest. "Hes still alive so thats good. I don't know how much they expirimented on him or if they experiment on him at all.. There is nothing written or just got delited." Bruce informed them looking into the data they got.
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"I'll try to find something." Nat said already heaving tablet in hand.
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"I also don't know when he'll wake up.... If he ever wake up." scientist added as Bucky came neer the capsule and saw the boy.... Not an ordinary boy.. It was his baby boy he only got different hair colour not (H/C) it was pure white. He was feeling quite uneasy but also relifed he could see him- Oh how much he wanted (Y/N) to wake up right now-
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"We also need more information on this boy."
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"Name:(Y/N) (L/N). No familly: Orphan. The same rang in millitary as me: Sergeant. Eye colour:(E/C). Date of birth:08.09.1925. Height:168." Bucky said remembering everything about his lover.
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He felt a hand on his shoulder. "This is the boy you were always talking about." Bucky just nooded. Understanding the sytuation the avengers left Bucky and his lover alone.
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Ice covering him was slowly melting thanks to heaters Tony bring inside the lab.
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When (Y/N) was fully seen Bucky held his hand that began to warm up a little.
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Bruce checked if there is everything ok from time to time.
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Steve was a little worried 'cause his friend haven't eat much- but he was glad Bucky still took care of himself like quick shower, new pair of clothes, a bit of hot meal and tea, sometimes coffe.
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After 3 weaks they wanted to gave up 'cause there was no sign of (Y/N) waking up, but Bucky went full protect mood on and nobody wanted to start another war so they just agreed to wait some more.
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A whole month passed. Bucky was half awake sitting on the chair holding (Y/N)s hand in his non metalic one. The cloock showed 4:36 in the morning. He somehow couldn't sleep neather stay fully awake. Looking at (Y/N) he couldn't belive his eyes...
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White haired male opened his (E/C) eyes and looked at him. He could finally see that gourgious eyes he loved so much. Bucky couldn't help but smile. (Y/N) eyes went wide brows furrowed up in the middle as his pale hand go up to Buckys cheek making sure he was not dreaming... 
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"I'm here snowflake, I'm here." Bucky softly spoke as (Y/N) trow himself at him, crying. "I love you.. so much wolfie." this was (Y/N)s first words after so long that came up broken and cracked due to not talking.
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"I love you too and this time I prommise you I'll protect you. I wont let anything separate us again." White haired boys arms tightened around tallers torso. Brown haired male arms pulled smallers frame more into him, his head burried into white locks. Loving the scent he missed so much. But most importantly the warmth and steady heart beat.
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Slightly the two pulled away as (Y/N) looked at Bucky and his hand went through olders locks. How much he adored to play with it even if they were short. (Y/N) looked like a mess BUT he was Buckys mess and he wouldn't have it any other way. 
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No metter what happend or how much it will take they will go through everything together. No emotions needed to be spoked, they eyes said everything - happiness, worry, love, a little bit of scared.
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"Kiss me.... " (Y/N) wispered Bucky obeyed placing soft kisses on (Y/N)s lips, not wanting to go rough but the kiss still had that passion the two shared for eachother.
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y/n's new to the giant busy crowds of new york so she wanted to ask someone for help
pairing: peter x fem!reader
status: strangerz
Warning: shy reader (idk if this is a warning but just in case)
y/n's POV
new york sure is loud, like really really loud. but thankfully i found a park or something so i can relax a bit and really look at my map. i couldnt understand a thing. seriously how do people use a thousand subways just to get to one place?
after a few minutes i gave up and tried to ask someone for help which isn't very fun for me considering i barely talk to strangers...too shy for all of that but my familly will murder me if i wasnt home by 6 and most importantly im STARVING. hmm lets see, a mom and her toddler? nah shes probably busy as it is trying to stop her little boys tantrum, the old man in the bench infront of me? yeah why not- nope his ice cream just spilled on his shirt poor thing. i wanted to help him out but someone already did, a boy i think wait no he looks older maybe my age?  i dont know, i can only see his back, his hair looked cute though soft, brown, light, did I mention soft?- ok y/n stop it.
"Damn it!" The old man cursed "should've gon for the vanilla" he shook his head, I laughed his comment, he 'should've' gotten vanilla coz his t-shirt was white and it wouldn't stain that much *laughing* ugh so wholesome
I heard another voice, a much younger voice. I looked up from my god damn map to meet the back of the boy who's helping the guy out, laughing at what he said. His laugh is cute too
"But chocolate tastes better sir, I think you made a great choice" he wiped the excess now I know chocolate ice cream off the old mans shirt
"I always make the right choices kid, the names Stan" the once grumbled old man, smiled just from an act of kindness by a boy my age, he held his hand for him to shake
"Peter, Peter Parker sir" he shook his hand and smiled he said something to Stan which made him laugh. I giggled from their interaction just happy from what I've witnessed. for some reason I find guys my age helping others attractive it really shows me how good of a person this guy is, it makes me feel like not all boys my age are bad, I don't know hopefully I'll see him soon
*A/N: YES IM PUTTING A STAN LEE CAMEO IN HERE, if you didn't ask...The old guy I'm talking abt is Stan lee ;)*
After looking at my map a billion more times to try and not talk to people I gave up again and kept looking around, since there wasn't anyone else in this side of the park I decided to walk, if I'm staying for a while might as well get some exercise am I right?
I walked for a few minutes until I found a group of benches again so I looked for someone unoccupied, not sketchy, and hopefully is in a good mood, till i found a beautiful woman probably in her 40s or something ( but she looked amazing though)
she seemed nice as well, she just had that vibe to her so i decided to ask her, yayy can you feel the sarcasm?? I'm TERRIFIED
she was sitting on the bench, lifting her glasses every once in a while to read the book she had in her hand. i slowly walked up to her, nervous. what should i tell her? that im new to the area and if i couldnt find a Mcdonalds soon ill turn into the next hulk? the nerves seemend to fade away once we we locked eyes, she had brown welcoming eyes, a smile ill probably never forget plastered on her face.
"hello sweetie, what can i do for you?" her voice was like honey sweet, and calming as well.
"oh uhm sorry to bother you but i- i am kinda lost and i-i cant find a burger place kind near the are-" i was a stuttering mess! But thankfully i got interrupted from humiliating myself...by the- who is this guy? Oh wait! That's the guy that helped the old man! Peter? Yeah Peter, Peter Parker
"sorry i took a while aunt may, theres this old guy named stan, he spilled his ice cream all over his shirt so i decided to help him and i bought him a new one! should we go..." the boy trailed off, he looked cute not gonna lie, he had the same features as the woman infront of me, brown eyes, soft brown hair, and a kind spirit definitely. "s-sorry was i interrupting something?" he rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed
"no its okay peter, this lovely lady right here is just lost would you be a doll and help her? im bad at maps as it is" she laughed pointing at me. the second he looked at me blood rushed to my cheeks, he really was cute. i gave him a small wave and a barely audible 'hi' but luckily he picked it up and replied with a 'hey'
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"Peter, yeah I know. Kinda heard saw helping the guy out. That's really sweet of you...what you did" I blushed "a-a-anyways I'm y/n" I wiped my clammy hands on my jeans to take the sweat off quickly before he shook them.
"Uh nice to meet you too?" he fiddled with his hands his smile growing bigger with every second he looked at me "y-you needed help?" He asked blushing and also eyeing may like he's frustrated from her or something, I laughed at his face and opened the map in my hands
"Uhm, well i-I'm supposed to go to the 21st street 3rd Avenue or somethig by 6 coz my parents will kill me if I was late since were new here, but I think there's enough time to go find some burger place or something since I'm starving and there should be a Macdonalds around the corner right? Oh my god I'm so sorry I'm rambling...I do that a lot when I'm frustrated.....and hungry haha" I nervously laughed mentally kicking myself for being such an idiot to a boy I potentially liked
"Oh no no, I don't mind. So uh you live in queens?" He started off smiling a bit, I was scared for a second since i didn't tell him about that part how would he know that?
"Oh uhm, I'm from queens and the 21st street 3rd Avenue is in queens" he probably got nervous since he saw my slightly frightened face, but it softened once I knew that he wasn't a creepy stalker or some shit
"Y-yeah yeah queens, sorry" why the the fuck am I apologizing?
"No it's fine, you don't need to worry. You probably couldn't find the 21st because you held the map upside down?" he chuckled flipping the map and I just died in embarrassment like can the floor eat me or something?
"I'm such an idiot oh my god" I face palmed and laughed a little the world has something against me I am sure of it
"No you're not, you're new to the busy subways and noisy streets it's fine" he assured me and continued on chuckling, can this day get any worse? "well ironically there isn't a burger place near this area" well great "but t-theres this deli sandwich shop that I always g-go to, uhm I don't know if you'd like that but it's uh really good" he squeaked red swarming to his cheeks and the tip of his ears
"He can show you, if you want? Since you're new and everything he'll be happy to help" the woman buts in smirking, turns out she's been listening to our conversation than reading her book. She sent Peter a wink and packed her stuff
"But what about the library may, you said you wante-"
"It's ok Peter, just come home before 7 and be safe!" She patted his shoulder and gave me a smile. It all happened so fast but I smiled back. Guess I'm gonna go eat with a handsome stranger?
"Well uhm sorry about my aunt" he cleared his throat "wanna g-go grab a sandwich? It's like 10 minutes away and uh we have like" he checked his watch " 3 hours before it turns 6 so plenty of time..." he trailed off, I could either decline and not explore with a cute boy and get lost again? Or risk it and potentially get kidnapped....yeah the answer is pretty obvious
"..uhm yeah sure, let's go" I ushered him taking the map and stuffing it in my bag "well, after you"
I'm thinking of doing a part 2 idk 🤷🏻‍♀️
Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!
-quacksonlover
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Okay, so I have a chenford fic idea that I just do NOT have the time to write. Seriously, I work full-time at a hospital doing twelve-hour shifts and I have soooooooo many WIPs that I’m working on that it’ll be a long time before I actually get to writing a fic about this prompt. But... I really want to read a fic about this prompt, so, I’m posting it out here for as many people to use as many times as they want. I only ask two things should anyone choose to write this;
1. Credit the fic idea to me, this was something I actually had to think about, and I personally think it’s a pretty great idea. 
2. Tag me in the fic or message me with a link when it’s been posted @anotheronechicagobog is my tumblr handle but chantalis is my AO3 and Wattpad handle, so that I can read it and then comment thanks, compliments, and emojis.
So remember when Rachel was still dating Tim (I can’t remeber if they broke up or not) and both she and Lucy had been invited to the wedding of their old college friend who had slept with Lucy’s boyfriend? Well, what if because of COVID they had to cancel their wedding and were re-planning it (either for in the future or within health guidelines) and they take this opportunity to ask Lucy to attend again. The reason they’re so insistant isn’t because they want her there or even like her, really, it’s because their famillies despise their relationship because of how it started, and if Lucy attended it would be like getting the stamp of approval.
Now, imagine after Lucy caught them cheating, Lucy and douchebag break up, and he’s dating backstabber for less than a week when both of their famillies find out (not from Lucy, she’s too nice for that, she’d never throw them under the bus even though she wronged her) that their new, budding romance started from cheating. And on Lucy of all people, who both of their famillies really loved (becasue how could you not? I mean come on). So basically, both douchebag’s and backstabber’s famillies have been giving them shit about their relationship for years, like the ENTIRE time they’ve been together, no one has ever approved, and they want to get married and spend their lives together but their relatives will. Not. Let. Anything. Go.
So they ask Lucy to come, because if the person they wronged approves, how can their famillies argue anymore? They’d invited her the first time kinda offhandedly, a hail Mary of sorts, this time they do it more on purpose and when she replies ‘no’ again or takes a long time to respond, they show up at the station to try to talk her into it (even if that means asking her to be a bridesmaid).
Now, even when she was dating douchebag, she knew that she never wanted to spend forever with him. She’ll say she was just with him for the rent but she really did love him, in a we’re-in-our-twenties-and-living-our-lives-on-our-terms kinda way. And him cheating on her with her bff (backstabber) really sucked. It really hurt for a long time, but she feels bad about the situation they’re in, and actually considers their offer.
Tim, on the other hand, hears a man he doesn’t recognize ask for Lucy by name and immediately marches over very not happy (this happened once before and he’ll be damned if it goes the same as last time) and just generally scares the crap out of him.
In the end, Lucy agrees to go to the wedding out of guilt (as bridesmaid or guest, dealer’s choice), and brings Tim along because he does NOT like her ex and is being overprotective (was mistaken by the happy couple as her bf? goes to keep her company? wants to keep her well-stocked on food and try to minimize her stress? etc.) basically, he ends up going with her (which if they’re having the wedding during COVID would suck because you’re basically cutting out two extra people you want there for people you don’t want there just for the sake of your family who hates you/your SO) and chenford happens in some form (realize feelings but don’t do anything, get together, whatever) and they have a decent time at the happy couple’s expense (also, you can decide if their marriage is immediately a train wreck or not, and whwther or not Lucy being there actually changes anyone’s minds).
(I hope that I didn’t make the prompt too specific)
Happy writing!!!!!
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Quick edit: I do intend to write this at some point, but I think that it's too good an idea to sit in and that some other fic writers could do it really, really well.
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Kalavryta 1943 ~ Echoes Of The Past
What do you know about the massacre at the greek village of Kalavryta by the Nazis in 1943? One of the worst crimes during the WWII that killed 500 up to 800 people and became a trauma for the ones that survived.
After the Greek Resistance had killed 78 German soldiers who were taken as prisoners, the Nazi army executed all men and older boys from 12 years old and on (about 500 people!) and burned the village as a revenge.
I've been to Kalavryta several times, thanks to its close distance from my village.
How can I describe the heartbreaking feeling that gets me when I visit the Museum's room where the photographs of all the victims are exhibited? Each one of them looks at you in the eye and I imagine them whispering "don't forget me, don't forget what happened to us". Even though, the ones responsible never payed about it; and I don't mean a compesation to the greek goverment, but the Nazis that commanded and executed this terrible deed got mysteriously "disappeared" after the war and consequently never stood in a trial.
How can I describe the deadly sense I get in the complete silence of Place Of The Memorial where hundreds of white tombs stand facing the nature that unfolds in front of them under the hill? "NO MORE WARS" is written with big, white letters on the grass.
However, the detail that always intrigued me and I'd turn my head to its direction at every visit is the church's burned clock which is stopped at the time of the vilage's burning. Images of terror caused by the emerging flames spontaneously pop up into my mind.
Recently, a film about the Kalavryta massacre (Kalavryta 1943/ Echoes Of The Past) has premiered with Max Fon Sydow playing his last role as a Greek who was a child during the massacre and now tells his story to a German lawyer who on behalf of the German Ministry Of External Affairs aims at avoiding Greece's demand for compesation -she'll soon change her mind.
Despite the fact that it takes some artistic liberties, the film is interesting to watch, as it visualizes one of the worst crimes in war history and therefore the tears are guarenteed. I'll go in to some SPOILERS FURTHER DOWN, so if you haven't yet watch it, stop reading here! Here's the trailer:
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I've got to mention Von Sydow's superb acting; his whole demeanor revealed the sadness and the pain he still feels after so many years from this traumatic experience. Even the silent moments, like the one towards the ending where he visits the Place Of The Memorial, are full of emotion.
The other actors were mostly solid, too. I personally loved Danae Skiadi as the protagonist's mother, as she really showed anxiety for her familly's safety, while her maternal instict lead her son and herself to survival. I'd go as far as to say that she bore a big part of the film herself! The protagonist's father, Nickolas Papagiannis, was also interesting to watch, playing a brave guerilla, determined to save his family, even if it means that he'll sacrifice himself. The boy playing the younger self of the protagonist played quite well too, showing both the carelessness of his age and the shock that stigmatized him forever.
The most moving scene for me was the separation of the familly at the school, where the Germans had commanded all the villagers to go promising that they won't harm them; the 12 year old son and the father are violently separated from the mother and the protagonist. The mother tries to keep her sons with her, but she only saves the one. The parents look at each other for a mere moment, as soldiers stand between them. They began to suspect that not everyone will survive and this might be the last moment they see one another.
Definitely, the execution scene was highly emotional. Fear being in the air, all the men's faces were in shock. A watch falls from the father's pocket and its sound tik-tak is heard counting the seconds to the execution; the shootings burst and the clock's sound is ceased.
Nonetheless, the drama hasn't yet finished. The most heartbreaking scene comes afterwards, when the surviving women head to the hill only to find their husbands, brothers and sons violently executed. Their screams and wails were being heard the whole nignt, as they were searching for their dead loved ones with the laterns' help, like a scene from Hell.
Whilst the film gets a "yes" from me, here are some sides of it I didn't like: 1) the Germans should be speaking German, not English, it wasn't realistic at all, while Greek villagers from the 40s shouldn't know English; 2)the lamentation song that played during the execution scene wasn't fitting and ruined the climax; 3)In Greece, there's a fuss about the Austrian who is supposed to save the women and children from the burning school, as it isn't certain that he historically existed. In my opinion, it isn't bad to follow that storyline, since there are some testimonies that mention him. However, it shouldn't be given much weight on him, like having the lawyer search for his wife, because the focus has to be on the victims. Despite the fact that there are films with a more harsh depiction of the Germans, this film cannot be blamed for trying to make excuses for them or anything: the trauma and the emotion are too well expressed to accuse the film for something like this; 4)however, what we can blame the film for is the a bit flat plot, considering that it could have gone deeper into the characters and their relationships.
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pan0ramy · 3 years
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re8 thought dump because YE
i feel like this was almost inevitable but idk where else to talk about resident evil village so i’m just going to rant about it here!!! i have,,,, a lot of thoughts on this game after being so excited for it for so long
obviously, massive spoilers if you haven’t finished the game. i feel like i have thoughts on pretty much everything so please please please stay clear of this post if you’re trying to stay blind
otherwise, let me just rant about this game for a bit - mainly the story and characters - because i have Thoughts™
(also i feel like it goes without saying but this will be probably be quite long, so. strap in, ig)
okay SO. the whole intro was pretty interesting - even though we’d seen bits of it in trailers, it was still pretty unnerving and felt like it came out of nowhere. but the first thing that really stood out was the first village section with the hordes of lycans; i didn’t expect this game to start freaking me out so quickly but JESUS my blood pressure went up fast. 
there’s so many of them coming at you at once, and not only have you just lost half your damn hand, you’re not really used to the gunplay at that point AND you don’t have that many weapons at your disposal. so it’s basically just “hey we’re throwing you into this ring of death, good luck surviving!” which... now that i think about it, that really sums up the whole game lol
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but for the most part, the early parts of the game are what we saw in the demos, so there’s nothing too new - it was nice getting to see the scene with all four lords and mother miranda, though. i wasn’t sure how the whole chase scene with the lycans would work - i thought heisenberg’s area was going to be some sort of mine, and that the chase would take place there - but it didn’t, and it was interesting regardless of it being so short. 
but the castle. THE CASTLE. 
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i would be lying through my teeth if i said i wasn’t excited for dimitrescu like everybody else; i’m firmly in the camp of people who both meme about how attractive she is, and then also the people who legitimately find her attractive, soooo i kinda had high expectations going in? 
and sure, the castle section is only part of the game, but if there’s anything that makes me nervous most, it’s stalker enemies. resi 2 remake was actually pretty tough for me to get through because of how anxiety-inducing mr x was, and even though i don’t feel like she was as present as mr x was, lady d was still great! there were a good few times where you could hear her walking around and you just knew she was searching for you, which was really damn cool.
also, i know capcom had a lot of hype to live up to with lady dimitrescu, but goddamn they did such a great job with her. she’s so imposing but badass and just... really damn cool? like i honestly found myself being excited for her to show up rather than being scared. i just think she’s neat! I MEAN LOOK AT HER.
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(also yes i know the whole internet has talked about how attractive she is, but can we just. appreciate that for a second???? she’s gorgeous and yall can’t tell me otherwise. like. bro ik the pronunciation is wrong but the way she says dimitrescu made me GASP i love this powerful vampire woman)
if anything, though, i... actually felt really bad that her story ended up the way it did. i mean, think about it: you break into her house, kill the three people she’s grown to consider her daughters, rob her shit, and then kill her? she technically goes through the same kind of parental grief that ethan does, in a way, which is a really interesting parallel. grief seems to be a theme that capcom really pushed for this game, and it works. 
also, her boss fight design is badass. she’s literally a dragon, how is that not incredible
so the castle was great, where could the game go from here? oh, i don’t know, how about gOOD OLD FASIONED FUCKING TRAUMA.
jesus christ the dollhouse GOT TO ME.
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i’m pretty used to horror in general; i love horror games, movies, books, you name it. i’ve gone to horror movies where people have ran out because of fear all while i’ve sat there giggling the whole time. but the dollhouse? that dollhouse is FUCKED. i can’t remember the last time i watched someone play through a horror game and was so... on edge the whole time. the fact that they keep you waiting for so long with nothing happening just... makes the atmosphere incredibly uncomfortable, and then when shit does start going down, it goes down fast. in other words, jesus fucking christ that baby will haunt my nightmares until the end of time
basically capcom managed to make the n*zi baby joke from south park: the stick of truth legitimately terrifying, and i was glad to see donna die. moving on.
moreau’s section is the one i... actually don’t have as many thoughts on. it’s cool, sure, and the whole idea of him turning into a fish when he hits water is neat - it’s definitely a good callback to re4 - but idk, it didn’t really scare me that much. i can see it scaring those with a fear of water or the ocean, for sure, but eh. i thought the designs were cool, but i kinda tuned out a little here.
heisenberg, though, was anything but. the entire time leading up to village’s release, this guy has fascinated me for some reason. i don’t know if it’s because he’s the most normal-looking of the four lords, or the fact that he has telekinesis, or his amazing voice acting (seriously i know some people have shit on his VA but oh my god i adore it) or what, but this guy stood out to me from day one. i even went into the game expecting him not to die tbh. but no, he does, and his fight is pretty damn cool all things considered. only in a resident evil game could you have a mech fight and have it not feel out of place lol
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also this line ^^^ legitimately made me laugh so hard i almost choked on my water. THE FACT HE TURNS AROUND AND APOLOGISES SO MEEKLY its fucking hilarious to me
but anyway.
similar to alcina, though, i was left with one big question about heisenberg - what did mother miranda do to him to get him to join her impromptu familly? he said himself to ethan that he didn’t want to join, so what did miranda do that didn’t give him a choice? did he have a family at some point? is he grieving too? what did miranda take from him? i can only hope this gets answered in the dlc, because it’s by far one of my biggest questions surrounding all of this. i may very well have missed it somewhere, and at least we know he has his telekinesis abilities thanks to miranda, but it’s a question that’ll definitely be on my mind going forward.
at this point, though, the story REALLY gets insane. it’s really nice how village decided to just continue on straight from what 7 did, and i’m very glad that everyone’s theories about chris being a werewolf were wrong - it’s a really nice spanner to throw in the works. if anything, the whole revelation of mother miranda disguising herself as mia the whole time since rose’s birth was really cool, and ethan being Mold™ the entire time was pretty neat too - it made a lot of things both in 7 and village make more sense.
what i’m still digesting, though, is the ending.
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...man, capcom, you put poor ethan through all of that and then you have the balls to actually kill him? i mean shit, you made us think he was dead for a whole 20 minutes but then nope! he’s alive! but then nope! he’s dead again! i did see someone point out that at least ethan got to go out on his own terms, but dammit i would’ve at least liked for him to get to see mia one last time. i think it would’ve softened the blow a little more. but i guess that ties into the whole grief theming this game has going for it, and like i said, i probably just need some more time to digest it. 
i don’t dislike the ending, it’s just a very big culture shock - it’s definitely a ballsy move, and i really respect capcom for going all out the way they did. they really held back on nothing in terms of this game’s story and i absolutely love it. it was so, so worth the wait in that regard. 
and tbh that’s kinda how i feel about the whole game in general; it was super super good, very much worth the wait, and i absolutely cannot wait to see where resident evil goes from here. i have a gut feeling this’ll end up being one of my absolute favourites in the series, which i know is very high praise, but i really do love it that much. i wasn’t disappointed with much in this game, if anything at all. it’s just a super fucking good video game man idk what else to say at this point
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the-nado-hunter · 4 years
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So i just finished watching infinity train book 3, and god damn i’m thinking a lot about all the characters with trauma in animation and whether they get a redemption arch or not.
So when should a character get a redemption arch? When should they not?
I wound up thinking about some of the paralells between simon and catra, both of them have similar bouts grasping for power and control, both of them do some really bad things, and both of them blame someone else for “making” them do bad things.
So what’s the difference? Why did Catra end up redeemed and Simon died in probably one of the most horrific ways I’ve ever seen in modern western animation that’s generally aired with a familly audience in mind (save for maybe the hanging scene in Tarzan)? What’s the difference between the two?
I think for one Catra was actually manipulated, and Simon only thought he was being manipulated. Simon was convinced anything that didn’t align with what he thought had to be a lie. He was abandoned, even if on accident, that’s hard for a kid in a scary place to go through, and he latched on to Grace early on but he retained trust issues after that.
Catra was abused and manipulated by shadow weaver who had pit her against adora since they were children and never ever given the attention and love she needed as a child. She learned that climbing for power in the hoard was the only way to not be hurt. In her mind, everything would be fine if she could gain control.
Simon also felt that control was the best way to cope. Being a part of the Apex as a leader by Grace’s side meant he felt fulfilled and never had to deal with either the consequences of their actions due to the apex members convincing themselves that non-passengers were all liers/manipulaters, so it made it easy to harm and destroy them because they convinced themselves they didn’t need to feel empathy for them because they were “nothing”. Even if people like Lake, Hazel, Tuba, Samantha the Cat, and Atticus have all shown us to this point that they certainly do have feelings and act in self preservation as well as feel loss on a deep level. Its actualy being around and getting to know Hazel due to mistaking her for a passenger that lets Grace begin to see that... but Simon resents Hazel from beginning to end, wheels Tuba and feels no regret for it, even before knowing she wasn’t a passenger he didn’t treat Hazel with any empathy despite Grace begging him to “think of how you felt when you lost your friend when you were her age”, and treated Hazel as a means to an end at best. Because Hazel upset the status quo he felt initially, his control was slipping, he couldn’t tell everything that was going on with Grace all the time, and he reacted violently.
Then in She-Ra... eventually Catra listened, she felt guilt, she was open to being wrong, while she had her moment of anger of being treated unfairly and tried to blame adora for all her problems despite adora offering to help and let Catra come with her numerous times... she realized she needed to change, she realized she needed to work through things, and realized that if she wanted adora to stay in her life, she had to show Adora she cared and stop pushing her and everyone else away out of fear.
Simon on the other hand... never questioned himself. Even when repeatedly hurting and trying to kill someone he supposedly loved. When he hurt Grace he didn’t feel remorse, he felt there was something wrong with her for feeling hurt. When Grace didn’t act or say the things he wanted, he got angry and violent. He invaded her memories and her mind and forced her to relive trauma- giving the excuse that if she hadn’t lied to him, this wouldn’t have happened. This a tactic a lot of abusers use, they blame the victim for making them act that way. Its a way of control by trying to tell the victim “if you do what I say, you won’t get hurt” Sure, when he shoved Grace off the train and thought she had died, maybe somewhere deep down there was a thought of “oh god what have I done” but he still reacted violently. His trauma consumed him, because he didn’t want to change, he was unable to see anything wrong with what he was doing because he was right. I’d theorize that even in that moment where his expression shifted then shifted back, even then he was justifying in his own mind that it was necessary, that Grace made him do that.
The train couldn’t help someone who can’t change. Its tragic, because when we see a character like that on screen and watch him through the lighter moments in the show you... hope that he’ll be redeemed... right? Have a change of heart? But he didn’t. If he had any remorse at all, it was too little too late. That is a real thing that happens, you hope that people will change, get help, turn around and redeem themselves... but sometimes... that doesn’t happen. And it’s not on the people around that person to “fix” them, its not their responsibility to feel guilty for not “doing enough” or “doing the right things” when that person refuses to do anything differently and continues to harm people and act in violence. That’s full on victim blaming, and no one ever deserves that.
Even when Catra is in full villain mode, as Double Trouble pointed out you can tell her heart isn’t in it. What she did to Entrapta in a moment of panic haunted her, loosing Scorpia was a wake up call of how she pushes people away. She came to the conclusion that she wasn’t right, then in the last season she stopped blaming everyone else, she stopped blaming adora, she and adora both stood up to shadow weaver for constantly trying to tear them apart and torturing Catra to try and make Adora do what she wanted.
Catra... broke out of it. When she saw Adora and how angry she was after Catra opened the portal, when Double Trouble gave her a reality check, and I’d argue especially after she was rescued from Horde Prime and Adora, incredibly hurt said “you don’t have to see me anymore” fully realized she has to figure out how to stop pushing others away, because she doesn’t like that she’s hurt her friends, and she accepts responsibility and tries to help. She’s not going to be perfect, we still see that she lashes out and pushes people away here and there even after being saved from horde prime, but the difference is she wants to change, she wants to do good, she not only wants adora in her life, but wants adora to be happy, and it infuriates her when Adora feels like she has to sacrifice herself for everyone else.
Simon didn’t stop when he saw Grace was hurt, crying, scared of him, growing away from him, and instead of feeling sympathy, sitting down and talking to her not going “what’s wrong with you??”. When grace realizes Simon is hurt when in the cabin with Samantha, she immediately goes after him and says “this must be hard for you, i’m sorry I didn’t see it... this is why I’ve been distracted.” But even then, Simon still seems to take Grace’s problem as a threat, something that needs to be fixed so things can go back to “normal” I.E. when he felt in control. Grace herself pointed out he was making everything about him. Because at all points when he sees her upset, he blames her, tells her she’s been brainwashed, that she’s not acting “normal”. He blames her every step of the way then plays victim. By the end he’s become an abuser through and through, the whole time blaming everyone else for his own actions. He invaded Grace’s mind, forced her to relive her most traumatic memories to trap her in her own mind, then tried to kill her right after she saved him.
I think that’s the difference between the two. One wanted to change and recognized their actions hurt people and felt guilt for it... anything Catra did is a byproduct of what the Horde raised her to be, for anyone that was found as a child by the hoard and manipulated and played against Adora by Shadow Weaver. She was trained to be a soldier, and told she would suffer if Adora fell out of the Hoard’s control. When she has her breakdown when she’s supposedly at the top of her game, its because she deep down doesn’t want to do this, she’s climbed her way to the top hoping that she’ll stop feeling and be “happy”, but she’s got to the top, and lost everything that she really cared about, and it gets to her.
The other insisted they were right and if someone was hurt by him they made him do it right up until the end. He became the leader of the Apex, his whole body covered in numbers, more than anyone - but as long as Grace was around to question him, his control wouldn’t be absolute. There’s still a certain amount of doubt to be eliminated.
And that’s why one got a redemption arch and was given the chance to change... and one was completely destroyed by their own actions. Catra (and also Glimmer honestly) shows how you can come out of trauma on the other side and begin to heal while still acknowledging that your trauma doesn’t justify your actions when they hurt people, but you can take steps and accept help that make it so your not having to face it all alone.
Simon is a cautionary tale about how when trauma goes un-dealt with, when don’t want to change, accept help, or even consider any other view point , and don’t take accountability for the damage you inflict on others, it consumes you and inevitably destroys you. And eventually the trauma he inflicted on everyone else came back to bite him.
Last thing I’ll say is fucking good for Grace for telling him to his face she’s not responsible for him and his actions, and no longer taking all the blame he was throwing at her for daring to have empathy, be kind, and want things to be different.
Those are my thoughts at least. I’m so glad these shows are taking a serious hard look at these topics, and now we can say we have shows that cover these topics in an adult way and don’t sugar coat it. Simon is a well written character, because it shows how someone can become abusive and violent resulting from trauma... but unlike a lot of movies about serial killers and whatnot, it doesn’t for a moment try to say he’s justified in anything he does. We feel the very real emotions from Grace coming to terms with changing her own views and also the horror and hard emotions that come from this guy that was her closest friend turning on her and hurting her like this. Those are some really... really complicated emotions to go through in a short animated show, but god damn... they did it
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bylih · 3 years
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To the boy who fears to be forgotten
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First, you are always full of shit. Second, I'm always full of shit. Third, I think we are always full of shit, I mean, I look at us and I'm like damn, "que puta de dois casos perdidos" am I right.
This is about a boy, whose biggest fear it's to be forgotten, and I want to explain why he's so full of shit, what is this full of shit all about and also why I love him.
So, you get first place on the "Full Of Shit List" BECAUSE you always come with your philosofical talks and ideologies and you get me all confused with your extravagant vocabulary and BRO, I ONLY KNOW LIKE 3 WORDS WTF ARE YOU SAYING 90% OF THE TIME
I can't divagar, I wanted to write about what you used to describe me as, your favorite person.
The first time I hear that I went like, this dude gay. and was not wrong. The second time I was like, DAMN THIS DUDE NOT ONLY GAY HE BE SUCKING SOME DICK. was also not wrong. The third time I was like, DAMN U GAY, U SUCK DICK AND I HAVE A DICK.
Nah I'm just jk, I didn't really understood what meaning those 2 words had in your head, but I felt it was something only I could take place, because there's only one person, only one favorite.
And for the ones who don't know this piece of human meat, he's one of these boys who likes to say he´s free, he doesnt like to be attached to things and he fears commitment, so for him to say that he has a favorite person, can be a little tricky.. And as I was wondering what meaning it could have to you, I also ask myself what it would mean to me and I got to the question of when was it that I realized I was in love with you?
I don't know how it happen, I only know it got to one day where I was just living my life like I always do and I wanted you there! And each day that would go by without you, the more I wanted you by my side!!
I would walk by couples holding hands and in my head I could feel your hand wrapped in mine, I would pass by stores and before looking for something for myself I would search nice gifts or random shit for you, because idk why, but I liked to make you little surprises, Everytime I would go out, a little, but most of the time, big part of myself, just wanted to get home and talk with you, because sometimes I wouldn't tell you, or I would try not to show it but there were a lot of bad days I went trough but I didn't mind them, because I had you there with me, and you had me there with you But the most red love flag was really just pass by little famillies with their little kids and imagine us.. That shit is just to serious.
Was I in love?
I loved to hear you, HOW IS IT POSSIBLE THAT I NEVER GET TIRED OF YOU, I could hear you talk about all types of stuff, for hours and days, weeks, months, not years tho. SIKE! Let the boy talk for years, and I know I'll be the happiest bitch out there. Shit was like I was under a fucking spell..
Was I in love and I didn't knew?
I already told you before and now I'll leave it here, because sometimes you just forget how amazing you are to me, and a long time ago I said that if I ever get to make my art story I will make a character about you, you really don't understand but the way I see you, from my eyes, you would probably be the most loved character by everyone because of the person that you are, that a lot of times people don't notice it, but I did, I do, I see it, fuck. I see it, and I love him. And he's afraid he will be forgotten.. He's afraid that even the ones who don't know who he is will forget about him.. I really don't get why you so scare about that and it may look stupid for a lot of people but it is what it is, he wants to leave a mark in this world, and he already did, people just weren't paying attention, neither was he, so I'll help him with that.
Because I love him..
I really liked to show you that I knew you, that I was always listening to you, even if you think I'm not hearing, or just because I wouldn't express my love to you like you express your love to me, it's there and I hear you, so that when people migh let you down, because sometimes that happens, there's this person, hopefully me, that got you. I got you, it's okay really, I'm here for you, I've always been, even when I didn't love you like I do know, I liked you, I cared for you. Do you remember when we met and you again, you were full of philosophycal shit, I had never met someone with such a strange sense of humor, and you would say things like "Idk angel, I just feel like I know you for so long, like we have been friends for years" YO, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY, I'M SHY AND WE MET EACH OTHER LIKE A WEEK AGO??????????? Even not fully agreeing with you, and still trying to get to know you, you were like.. so different from everyone.
And I love him so much.
I don't know what it was.. But I just trusted you, and even without noticing I would stand by your side, even telling you I don't love you like that, I would end up loving you like that.
Is this what being your favorite person means?
To end my thesis, all this just gets to a point where, you are like "oh shit, I'm in love" because no matter where you are, and how, and this and that there's always this person that comes to your head when you think about the future, and all these fucking problems surrounding you, ain't nothing, this bro just brings me all the peace I need..
I wanted you there... No, I want you here. By my side, by my hand, I want to give and receive all the love.
And the people who know me, know that I ain't the girl who writes this type of stuff, but I needed to let it somewhere, because love can be the worst thing ever, I've been there, I'm kinda there right now, but.. And fuck this "but" because it changes all, because the same love that can be the worst thing can also be the best thing ever. And if there's anyone who's in love for real, if you feel that that person is the one, you fight for that person!! Give them the time and space, think really well about your choices, don't do something now that you will regret in the future, because RIGHT NOW you still have the power to do the right thing. And don't let them go. Show them you care, that you are there, love them at your way but please pay attention to the way they also love. Fuck everything else. And I? I love him, and I want the world to know, I want everyone who's feeling insecure to just say FUCK THIS SHIT and go after your love.
I'm writing this to you especially.. I'm still hoping it's me, your special person, and that no matter how far you go, and no matter who tries to take that place, that they can't. Because it's me who you choose, without choosing, to stay.
P.S.- I'm sorry for the way I've behaved, I've been in a dark place these last months, I feel this is coming to an end and you know what I'm referring to.. But the thing is, sometimes in life everything that we fight for seems to not be enough and we are left down with the bad things, so many bad things, so much fear, so much pain that we can't see the little good ones that are still there at our side. My best pal these last days has been the moon, she looks out for all of us at the same time, I wish she could tell you how much I miss you when you miss me, I wish she could tell you to just call me whenever you feel like it, I wish she could take away the insecurities and the pain we left on eachother and show what really matters, how much we actually do good to one another, how happy we can be... I wish so many things that are not possible. If you ever come to this text it was because you came to this page again. I wanted to tell you that tonight, if you look out to your windows and see the moon, that I'm probably looking at her as well, and I'm asking her to take good care of you, because I probably can't.
And if in some future you ever doubt who this text is for, this person is you João Rodrigo Ferreira de Almeida Ribeiro from Porto, so everyone incluind you can remember the name of the best guitar player, the best son and brother of the family, the best character of my book, my inspiration, my morcão, my best friend, my first love, my yellow art... My favorite person.
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1-800-i-ship-it · 4 years
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*All Might voice* I AM HERE! for dad!jinsung and son!bam fluff and content.
I am so paranoid tumblr is gonna delete this and lo and behold it won’t appear on my pc browser as a draft what’d ya know surprise surprise so here we go mobile copy paste it is listen tumblr I’m so done I can see the drafts increase from 42 to 43 but the gosh darned POST DOESNT APPEAR.
Anyways
Hello anon!
Apologies for the super long wait for me answering this :’) In hindsight maybe I should have just answered it with a short answer but since I dragged it out this long, might as well write some headcanons amirite; i have some modern day setting + ToG stuff hope u don’t mind + varying ages of Bam
Modern Day:
Jinsung taking smol bam to a small ice cream stand and just chilling in the park walking around, smol Bam asks Jinsung a lot of questions and Jinsung just kinda doesn’t know what to tell Bam xD
Jinsung taking teen Bam back to school shopping and while doing so buys Bam matching clothes with him (that black dress shirt and khakis yes) and Bam likes to wear it to remind him of his dad when he can’t see him
Jinsung taking care of baby Bam who wakes him up in the middle of the night and leaves him with eyebags all the time but has the cutest baby smile ever that even Jinsung cannot resist it
But other than that Bam is a great baby who rarely misbehaves and is a favorite at FUG gatherings during the holidays which Jinsung is forced to go to sometimes
Jinsung trying to figure out what to say to Bam the first time smol Bam has a boo boo and needs comforting
Jinsung meeting Wangnan at the park once, a random teenager, who offers him lollipops instead of cigarettes and looks pointedly at smol Bam, to which Jinsung reluctantly accepts
The next time Wangnan spots Jinsung and his son at the park again he smiles seeing that Jinsung is chewing on a lollipop instead of smoking
Jinsung’s favorite lollipop flavor is lemon no I do not take criticism (I’m just kidding, I just think he might like it)
I’d imagine Jinsung is some high ranking officer at a big company but hates dealing with paperwork so his assistants always deal with that stuff, and technically isn’t the highest ranking officer but they go to him for problems they don’t know what to do about cause he’s extremely knowledgeable
Has a lot of influence therefore can do almost anything he wants so he has flexible hours in order to take care of smol Bam
When Bam comes home one day saying he has met Khun Jinsung frowns every so slightly for a split second before Bam can see but Jinsung lets it slide...for now because he can see how excited smol Bam is talking about his school day and meeting Khun who gave him a super cool shiny stone; Jinsung notices that it’s suspendium and in his head is like damn, they sure are close
Of course, Jinsung still tells his people to do an extensive background check on Khun AA to make sure he was clean and wasn’t just trying to sabotage his company like the 10 Great Famillies did before
Bam gets older, Khun and Bam are as close as ever and Jinsung realizes that Bam is gay before Bam realizes
Jinsung sits down to have the talk with Bam and dear god poor middle school Bam is just confused and is like, what are you talking about, I only like Khun, I think I love him? But it’s just Khun? Then Jinsung sighs deeply and realizes he’s dug himself a hole and just keeps talking to Bam about being demi and all that, Bam kind of understands but not really, Jinsung kinda gives up at the end but asks some questions about what Khun means to Bam who in turn rambles a bunch and Jinsung is like yup head-over-heels
Fast forward to high school; Khun is Bam’s prom date as “friends” Khun comes to pick Bam up and while Bam dashes upstairs, Jinsung gives Khun The Dad Talk about not hurting Bam and Khun is actualllly kind of intimidated for once, but once Jinsung sees the look in Khun’s eyes he’s like alright this boi also head-over-heels we should be good
Jinsung never cries but he cries at their wedding (just a few tears obviously, the full on crying comes after)
Tower of God universe:
I like to think that Jinsung reminds Bam that he’s there for him and they have silent acknowledgments or agreements with each other about that especially after a tough training day
Bam might not know but Jinsung breaks a lot of rules for him from FUG but he gets away with it bc he’s powerful and also so is Bam
Classic thing that’s like already canon but Jinsung buying clothes for Bam and always beng able to send them to him no matter where he is
Bam has an attachment to the first shirt that Jinsung gave Bam and even though its torn and ripped he keeps it (even tho Khun says not to)
When training with FUG, Jinsung pushes Bam to his limit but never too much, which was sparked by Hwaryun in the beginning telling Jinsung what Bam is really capable of (beginning of Bam growing on Jinsung)
Bam always coughs whenever Jinsung smokes near him so Jinsung makes sure he doesn’t smoke close to Bam
Jinsung sometimes opens up and tells Bam stories about his past to which Bam listens earnestly but also sometimes doesn’t say anything, the pressure FUG putting on him almost breaking him, and sometimes Jinsung will give him a pat on the shoulder, and on really bad days, a hug even though Jinsung feels awkward doing it he knows it helps Bam
Jinsung gives Bam headpats no I will not take criticism
Still does it even when Bam grows almost to his height (I did not check the wiki pls don’t attack me)
Jinsung ends up caring a lot for Bam, and Bam for Jinsung eventually even though he was quite angry and frustrated at first
Bam fills the void in Jinsung’s heart, quenches some of his never-ending thirst for revenge against the 10 great families and jahad and what they have done to him, and Jinsung is kind of like the real parent that Bam never really had with Rachel
Jinsung tells Bam to be happy, and Bam’s just, never really thought about that much; in his mind it was always Rachel as the endgame, but eventually he comes to realize what happiness really means to him, and he’s grateful for Jinsung’s support
Bam gives Jinsung hope, something he thought he would never have ever again, and Jinsung gives Bam the notion of happiness and healthy parenting (i acknowledge it might not have been healthy in the beginning), someone who he can rely on
They both help each other grow and I think that’s beautiful
Aight I might have gone overboard but to be fair I did already warn ya’ll in my blog description that my default is rambling xD anyways anon I hope this answers your ask! So sorry I took legit FOREVER to answer but I hope this lived up to your expectations.
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