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eunoia-writes · 4 months

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Knight In shining armour • Felix Catton x Reader

Request - MAKE A FIC WHERE FELIX IS COMFORTING READER AFTER SHE’S HOSPITALIZED CAUSE SHE DRANK THE LACED CHAMPAGNE BUT DIDNT DIE JUST GOT REALLY SICK PLEASE PLEASE!!!🫶🏻

Warnings - 18+ Smut, Oral (M&F receiving, PinV, Oliver being a creep, Drugging

When y/n awoke without Felix next to her it wasn’t out of the ordinary. Felix typically got up before her to go in hai morning

“Morning Darling.” Elspeth said as y/n approached at the table adorned In Felix’s jumper and her usual bed shorts

“Good morning.” She said with a smile while Duncan brought out her usual of scrambled eggs while she made her way to the breakfast bar grabbing her usual multiple spoons of fruit and few slices of toast.

“Felix and Oliver have headed out of the day so I thought you might like to accompany me and Venetia into town to get costumes for the party tomorrow.” Elspeth said taking a sip of her coffee her eyes not leaving y/n as she walked back to the table

“I’d love to.” Y/n said taking a sip of her orange juice “it’s been far too long since the three of us did anything without Felix.” She added while Venetia laughed

“It would be nice to see you without my brother attached to your hip for once.” Y/n blushed slightly, everyone adored how inseparable the couple were especially Elspeth, she loved seeing how smitten her son was, the way he doted on his girlfriend she just adorned how in love he was.

“Don’t listen to her you two are just darling together.” Elspeth said making y/n smile as she finished up her breakfast before rushing off to get ready for the day.

After hours of walking around the streets of London the three girls got back to saltburn. Y/n walked into Felix room to see him sat on the bed as she carried in multiple bags

“Oh Fi I got us the best costumes for tomorrow you’re going to love it honestly.” She began before she realised something was right

“Darling, what’s wrong?” Y/n put the bags down walking over to him as he looked up at her with tears in his eyes “oh my pretty boy, whatever’s the matter.” Felix took a deep breath as he pulled y/n into his lap

“Ollie lied… about everything.” Felix whispered as her hands came to his face wiping his tears away “I mean everything baby, the stuff with his parents… his dad is alive.” The last four words felt like a bullet In her chest.

“Oh.” Was all she said and Felix knew how hurt she was just from that. Y/n had bonded with Ollie over the loss after she lost her dad a few months prior. She didn’t want to believe that someone could be so cruel.

“I’m so sorry pretty girl.” Felix said as tears rolled down her cheeks

“Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong.” She asked her bottom lip quivering it was taking everything in her not to breakdown sobbing

“I brought him into our lives… I should have known.” Y/n shook her head before kissing him softly

“It’s not your fault.. how were you to know” She mumbled into the kiss before pulling away. She wiped the few stray tears that feel onto his cheeks away before standing back up and clearing her throat.

“Now back to those costumes.”

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“God baby, you look so fucking hot.” Felix said as y/n came out of the bathroom in her costume. The same gold wings in his back adorned her. The bra, skirt and matching wings combo leaving very little to the imagination. the pair dressed as a Greek god and Goddess which Felix would argue she is regardless of the costume.

“You’re the sweetest.” Y/n leaned up to kiss Felix who’s hands instantly began to roam her body “Fi as much as I would love to stay in your room all night you mother will kiss us if we don’t show after all the effort she’s put into this.”

“Don’t really feel like celebrating.” Felix said his hands on her waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck

“I know baby, I’ll make you a deal well go down there and show our faces for a while, have a few drinks and then I’ll finally let you show me round that maze yeah?” She suggested with an innocent smile on her face but the suggestion was far from innocent

“Get moving then pretty girl.” He said wasting no more time making sure to slap her arse as they walked out of his bedroom and down to where the party had already began

“Wow don’t you look hot.” Venetia said as y/n and Felix walked over to her hand in hand the music was already thumping as Elspeth walked over handing the pair a glass of champagne each making sure to tell them how cute there matching costumes are.

“Our dear cousin is out back with something to make this party a little more fun for us.” Venetia said watching the way Felix eyes lit up as he pressed a kiss to his girlfriend’s temple before hurrying off.

The pair had managed to avoid Ollie so far that evening while drinking their way through bottle after bottle of whatever they could get their hands on. Felix had hardly taken his hands off her the whole evening when she suggest a late night stroll, although he knew what she was really suggesting.

The couple made their way outside into the cool summers air, the alcohol in their veins doing more than enough to keep them warm.

“You know the way right baby?” Y/n asked as they neared the entrance of the entirely pitch black maze while Felix had stopped to plant sloppy kisses all over her neck mumbling for her not to worry as she ran her hands through his hair.

Felix took the lead their laughter echoing against the labyrinthine walls, stumbled forward, hand in hand. The scent of blooming flowers lingered in the air as they weaved through the twists and turns, their steps becoming a delightful dance of tipsy synchronicity. Every few steps, he paused, their laughter bubbling over into kisses that tasted of desperation mixed with booze.

“My feet hurt.” Y/n mumbled into the kiss as she kicked off her shoes making her even smaller than her boyfriend who always towered over her.

“Not much longer pretty.” Felix said interlocking there hands once again as they continued into the darkness. The maze, a playground for their intoxicated affection, led them to its heart, where, surrounded by the fragrant maze walls, they shared a final, lingering kiss.

“Wow s’lot bigger than I imagined.” Y/n joked looking up at the statue in the center that towered over the pair of them

“The only thing you should be sayings big is me.” He joked as she rolled her eyes in the moonlight cocking her head to the side as she pulled him closer by the buckle of his belt

“Pretty heard to say that when I’ve got my mouth full.” She teased as she dropped to her knees staring up at him while she fumbled with his belt

“God pretty girl you’re killing me.” And just as he was about to have his way with her a loud snap came from a few yard away

“What was that.” She stopped in place much to his dismay

“S’nothibg baby.” Felix’s hands made there way into her hair as she looked up at him pouting slightly but ultimately brushing it off as she continued undoing his belt and pulling his jeans and underwear down just enough to pull him out of his underwear

Y/n wrapped both of her hands around the bottle of his length her eyes never leaving his as she kitten licked the tip. Felix let out a shaky breath making him tremble in his spot gripping her hair tighter. Her tongue swirled around his tip before she took him into her mouth her head bobbing up and done and she took more for him each time.

“Fuck just like that.” Felix groaned as her throat tightened around him as she gagged slightly briefly coming up for air before wrapping her mouth around him again she moaned around him as he let our a rather loud moan

“Such a good girl.” He groaned which only encouraged her she kept up her exact pace feeling him tense in her throat.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum.” He said mere seconds before he finished in her mouth with a groan watching as she swallowed him and licked up any mess. Flashing an innocent smile just to top it off.

“God what are you doing to me y/n.” Felix waisted no time tucking himself back into his boxers as he scooped her up placing her on the base of the statue wasting no time attacking there lips as he stood between her thighs his lips trailed down to her neck she let out a soft wine as he found her sweet spot

“Up.” He mumbled into her neck telling her lift her ass up so he could pull her underwear down shoving them into his back pocket while he continued sucking marks on her neck.

He left a trail of open mouthed kisses down her chest to right were she needed him the most before pressing a kissed against her clothed heat “please.” she moaned he smirked looking up at her once more as if he was asking permission

“Fi.” She wined once more before he blew hot air over her swollen clit before diving in. his tongue traced her folds before he lapped at her clit. Y/n’s back arched, electricity bolting through her nerves. Her hands flew to tug at his hair as he lapped at her clit feverishly so Desperate to taste her. He caught her off guard slipping a digit into her, groaned into her when your legs locked around his head, securing him in place. Not that he needed it. He’d stay here forever if she’d let him.

“Please Fi .” She moaned his fingers pumped in and out of her while his tongue made work on her clit. her thighs tremble and eyes roll back into her head. One hand grip the Stone she was sat on her knuckles white, while the other tugged at his locks. The pressure in her abdomen built but so does something else, something deeper at the same time. Felix took note pulling away

“you taste just Devine pretty thing, but not so fast I’m not finished with you yet.” He said as she whimpered at the loss of contact.

She watched as he pulled himself out of his boxers leaning down it kiss her again before he lined himself up with her entrance before he sank into her both of them gasping at the feeling.

“fuck, you feel so good,” he moaned. She was appreciative of his slow thrusts her constant wines were evident of that.

Y/n’s legs wrapping around his waist pulling him closer as his hips rocked back and forth

“Faster.” She groaned in his ear as she clenched around him. His free hand moving to wrap around her throat squeezing slightly as his hips moved faster.

Y/n opened her eyes for a few seconds spotting someone in the distance. She let out a gasp pushing Felix off her as she attempted to cover herself

“Ollie what the fuck!” She said as she realised who had been watching them. Felix fumbled to cover himself up before protectively standing in front of y/n.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Ollie.” He said while y/n grabbed into his arm

“We need to talk.” Ollie slurred as he made his was over to the couple. Y/n climbed down off the statue staying hid behind her boyfriend

“You’re a fucking liar Ollie.” Felix said as Ollie got closer and closer

“How could you Ollie, after I confided in you.” Y/n said snatching the bottle of champagne out of his hand chugging most of what was left

“I know I’m so sorry y/n… I really am.” He said but she just shook her head and walked away from the pair cradling the bottle as she wobbled while she listened to Felix and Ollie argue

“You need to leave Ollie.” Felix said his eyes flickering to y/n was was now slightly hunched over

“You’re still my friend? We’ll all still be friends right?” Felix didn’t give him an answer before he rushed over to y/n which Ollie took as his que to leave

“Felix.” She said as she started to go dizzy. Y/n reached out for him while he grabbed onto her

“I don’t feel good.” She whispered before her legs gave way. Alarmed, Felix scooped her up in his arms, concern etching his face.

“Stay with me, baby.” Y/n mumbled something drowsy, her eyes struggling to stay open. Felix, with a sense of urgency, began navigating the maze's twists and turns running as fast as he could carry her

“No baby keep your eyes open.” He said as he held her head up with one hand. As he neared the house he spotted Elspeth seeing a group of her friends off by there cars

“Mum!” He yelled out catching her attention, noticing the distress, she rushed over, her face turning from joyous to concerned.

“I don’t know what happened, no baby keep your eyes open for me.” Felix said once again noticing the way she was struggling to stay conscious “y/n, look at me.” He said as Elspeth rushed them towards the car calling out of Duncan.

Felix sat y/n in the back seat sliding in next to her while his mother told him she’d get the rest of the family before telling Duncan to drive to the hospital as fast as he possibly could while she climbed into the passenger seat.”

“M’tired.” Y/n mumbled incoherently as she fell limp into Felix said

“I know baby, I know but you’ve gotta Stay awake for me.” Felix’s heart was in his throat he felt like he couldn’t breathe.

“Felix, what happen? Did she take something?” Elspeth asked Felix had never shook his head so quickly

“No mum, she would never. she was fine a few minutes ago.” He said the panic in his voice evident he head tears in his eyes as y/n kept mumbling nonsense to him.

“Love you Fi” He heard her say before she fell unconscious

“Drive fucking faster!” He yelled hitting the back of the seat as he tried to shake her awake but it wasn’t working

“Calm down Felix we’re almost there.” Elspeth said in reality she was also just as panicked. She loved y/n like her own she couldn’t bare the thought of something happening to her.

“I can’t fucking calm down!” He yelled and as soon as they turned into the hospital Felix wasted no time rushing her inside begging for help. Multiple doctors came rushing over taking him from her arms discussing things amongst themselves.

Felix stood frozen in the middle of the room, the weight of fear anchoring him to the spot. The harsh light overhead accentuated the pallor of his face as doctors fired questions about what happened with his collapsed girlfriend. His voice caught in his throat, and his limbs felt like lead, rendering him incapable of articulating the events that led to this moment. The fear consumed him, the uncertainty of y/n’s well-being tightening its grip. Just when the anxiety threatened to suffocate him, the hospital door opens and Elspeth entered, a comforting presence amidst the clinical sterility. Her eyes met Felix's, conveying a silent reassurance that he wasn't alone in this ordeal. In that shared gaze, a glimmer of strength returned to Felix, grounding him in the support of his mother amid the overwhelming uncertainties of the hospital room.

Elspeth took over the questioning answering every question she possibly could as a nurse took Felix into the waiting room where he sank into one of the chairs terrified for y/n’s life. A few minutes later Venetia, his dad and Farleigh came rushing into the room. No one said a word.

Venetia took a seat next to her brother taking his hand in hers trying to offer him some sort of comfort in the horrific moment. The reality of the situation had completely sobered him up the adrenaline of the alcohol wearing off.

“Felix, darling have some water.” Elspeth said handing Felix a plastic cup that she had filled with the water sat off to the side of them. His hands shook as he took a sip of the water finally speaking up for the first time since he’d let the doctors take y/n from his arm.

“I won’t be able to live if something happens to her.” It was almost a whisper but everyone heard it

“She’s going to be okay.” Farleigh not only told Felix but also himself and everyone in the room for that matter all of them having the same sinking feeling.

“But what if it’s not.”

In the hush of the hospital waiting room, Felix ensnared in a web of anxiety, perched on the edge of a hard plastic chair. His knees are caught in a restless rhythm, an involuntary dance fueled by the uncertainty of y/n’s condition. The minutes stretch like elastic as he nervously glances at the clock, each tick amplifying the echo of his worries.

Unable to contain the nervous energy, Felix succumbs to the urge to pace back and forth across the linoleum floor. His steps are uneven, a physical manifestation of the emotional turbulence swirling within. The harsh fluorescent lights cast shadows that play on his strained expression, the weight of concern etched across his face.

Meanwhile, His family huddles nearby, attempting to offer solace in whispered words and gentle touches. Their eyes mirror his apprehension, but they muster comforting smiles and attempts at casual conversation, striving to create a shield against the suffocating atmosphere of the waiting room.

The air is thick with anticipation, each passing second an agonizing reminder of the unknown. Felix, caught between the pull of hope and the gravity of fear, finds solace neither in the uncomfortable chair nor the sterile surroundings. All that matters is the impending news about y/n’s well-being, an answer that lingers just out of reach, teasing the frayed edges of his nerves. What felt like an eternity later a doctor came into the room everyone’s attention on them

“I’m Doctor Robinson I’m y/n’s doctor Today.” The woman started but before she could get another word out Felix croaked

“Is she okay?”

“Y/n is doing better than we could have hoped for her case, you did the right thing getting her here when you did. Her toxicology came back and it looks like she ingested a lethal amount of benzodiazepines which we believe after conversation with Elspeth to be as a result of spiking in something she will have drank at the party this evening.” The doctor explained everyone felt a weight lifted off there shoulders as they said she was doing better

“Can I see her?” Felix asked

“She’s not awake yet, however you are more than welcome to sit at her bedside until she does wake up.” Felix shoot up out of his seat almost instantly the others silently agreeing to let him go alone as he followed the doctor to her room.

Felix heart broke as soon as he walked into the room seeing y/n laying there with multiple IVs stuck in her arm. He chocked back his tears as he made his way to sit next to her taking his hand in hers.

At what felt like only moments later as if she was awoke by his presence she was finally conscious again. Felix kiss the back of her hand as he thanked god for keeping her safe

“Hey pretty.” He whispered softly as a few tears rolled down his cheeks she smiled softly at him squeezing his hand

“Hi.” She croaked out her eyes half open. Her entire body ached as she reached out to wipe his tears away “Don’t cry Fi, I’m okay.”

“You scared me so much baby.” He said as more tears rolled down his cheeks

“god if you had - but I didn’t and I’m okay.” She said knowing where his train of thought was going. She shuffled herself to one side of the bed making room for Felix next to her as she patted the spot which he waisted no time climbing into

“Did they tell you what happen?” She asked as she got comfortable on his chest as Felix petted her head. Felix let out a sigh not sure how to approach the topic.

“The doctors said you had a lot of benzodiazepines in your system.” Felix started and he felt her tense up

“What- I don’t do that kinda thing… I’d never.” She said as tears rolled down her cheeks

“I know baby I know, mum knows that too everyone knows you’re not like that.” He whispered y/n had always made it gleaming obvious she didn’t like the idea of every taking drugs while she never judged those who did she couldn’t bare the thought of losing herself to drugs the way her father did.

“Then how?” She asked knowing exactly how but she needed him to say it

“The doctors think something you drank was spiked.” Felix said and her heart sank. Saltburn was supposed to be a space space where she didn’t have to worry about stuff like that. A place where nothing bad could possible happen.

“You don’t think…” she started and Felix knew exactly what she was hinting at. Ollie. The only thing she had drank that she hadn’t opened the bottle or poured herself was the champagne she snatched from his hands.

“I… I Really fucking hope not.” Felix whispered just as Elspeth and everyone knocked at the door wanting to check in y/n themselves

“Oh darling, I’m so glad You’re okay. You had us all worried sick.” Elspeth said rushing over to y/n’s bedside who gave her a weak smile

“Is there anything we can do or get you?” James said standing next to his wife placing a comforting hand on her shoulder

“I would really just like to go home.” Y/n said and just as Venetia was about yo say she’d go speak to the doctor Felix spoke up

“No, you can’t go home yet.” He began looking down at her “you need to stay here and get better.”

“Fels, I’m okay I just need to rest.” y/n said just as her doctor walked into the room

“Ah y/n, glad to see you’re awake.” She began as she picked up her chart from the end of the bed “I’m sure Felix here told you, we found a lethal amount of benzodiazepines in your system which is what caused you to lose consciousness. If it wasn’t for your lovely family getting you here when they did we’d be looking at a very different outcome.” Y/n squeezed Felix’s hand softly nodding to what the doctor was telling her.

“For now I suggest you go home and rest up take it easy for a few day, which I’m sure everyone in this room will see too that you do and make sure you’re drinking plenty of fluids.” Y/n looked up at Felix while the doctor went to collect the discharge papers

“See baby, I told you I’m okay.” She said as he leaned down to kiss her softly

“I’m so glad you’re okay pretty.”

“Well Im lucky I have you, my knight in shining armour.”

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coldairballoons · 5 months

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i've seen a lot of people saying that saltburn (2023) isn't a commentary on class, and genuinely, i have to disagree.

keep in mind, i watched this at 3am last night with my sibling, but i'm also a literature major with a focus in literary criticism of popular culture (including film), so i do know what i'm talking about!

spoilers below the break

first of all, framing saltburn as a conflict between the upper class and lower class is incorrect. in fact, that in itself is one of the major criticisms that comes up throughout it! oliver is quite literally not lower class, but uses the preconception that the cattons will view anyone in a lower social class than them as a tool to manipulate his way into their life. despite this, he is not lower class. and you are not meant to root for him, especially not towards the end.

the marxist theory of literary criticism surrounds the idea that in every story, one of the key concepts is a class struggle. this could be between any class, but the most common is the rich vs poor duality that shows up in most stories - ex. titanic, the fall of the house of usher. the thing is, in both of those examples, the sympathy lies with the victims - the lower class. in titanic, you are meant to feel guilty on behalf of the rich leaving the lower class to die. in usher, you are meant to feel anger towards the mistreatment of those who seek out the treatment the family offers. but while usher is a clear criticism of class, is that its main genre? is is purely a class struggle movie? no. it is a story inspired by edgar allan poe that surrounds horrors of family, trauma, and yes, class, but also morality. meanwhile titanic is supposedly a romance. though jack dawson is young and poor, he is not the only sympathetic character. what i'm saying here is that media is incredibly layered, and while on the surface level, something may not be entirely a class conflict story, those undertones exist throughout, no matter what. even take hit series percy jackson for example. there is still a class discussion to be had there, with percy and his mom struggling with finances, while annabeth and her father live comfortably.

but saltburn is interesting, because the antagonist throughout the entirety of it is, as far as the audience knows, lower class. you are introduced to him, not through judgement for his living condition, but through compassion and generosity. felix offers him a hand, even when he isn't in the same group as him. that in itself is a criticism of class dynamics.

listen. i hate rich people as much as the next gen-z college student. i personally have a hit list with many a billionaire's name right at the very top. but it's undeniable that, despite the class difference, the cattons - at least venitia and felix - are kind to oliver at first. obviously, he is a part of the other, but he is still a person. elspeth enjoys his presence. james treats him as a son. farleigh feels threatened by his presence, because he knows that, if they so choose, they could replace him with oliver.

i want to talk about farleigh for a second.

i literally have not seen anyone talk about farleigh, and i am upset about it. not only is he one of the most compelling characters - a supposed american slacker who lives with his extended family and blows their money on lavish means -, but he is important in the class discussion because it affects him directly. the cattons do not support his mother. she is in america, and although they have the ability to, they actively choose not to. the reason felix is bothered when farleigh implies that it is, in fact, a "race thing", is because it is. why is farleigh the one dependent on the cattons, and risking expulsion from the family? because he is the first other that they encounter.

and then pamela, who not only has sought help from the cattons, but disappears midway through with no explanation. she goes directly from rehab to them, and although she is trying to find a place to live on her own, the cattons offer her no assistance. they offer her nothing, and complain when she is in their space. they offer her NO help, when they so easily could set her up with a small flat and monthly allowance to help her find a job.

and not only is this a criticism of the upper class - the inactivity and extremely single-minded worldview that the cattons have, the amount that they are out of touch with not only the outside world and the lower class, but their own emotions -, it's also a criticism of the upper middle class.

as someone currently in college, whose parents are a college professor and a high school teacher, i am fairly middle class. however, there are so many people in my immediate vicinity - folks i know from high school, in my classes, extended family, etc., - who are Extremely upper middle class. however, they have the comfort of certain things that i, and my family, don't have. that's just part of life. however, in saltburn, oliver milks the "middle" in his "upper middle" class. he milks it, and he runs it absolutely dry.

someone truly in his alleged position would not be able to spend the summer lavishly and hedonistically gallivanting around the countryside of england, playing tennis and smoking cigarettes by the lake. hell, someone in my middle class position wouldn't be able to do that either, especially not while attending oxford fucking university. he would likely need to work, not just to support himself, but to support his mother, especially after - again, allegedly - his father died. and not only is this coming from a place of an oversight on his part, not realizing what his privilege truly is, but it also comes from a place of oversight on the part of the cattons.

do i think that saltburn is a movie about class? nope. at its core, it's a story about a desire for power and possession, ownership and obsession. there is this intense, almost vampiric lust throughout the entire thing, and that's in part what makes it the perfect setting for discussions of sexuality, of madness, and, honestly, class. wealth is power, and the cattons have a lot of it.

#saltburn #saltburn 2023 #oliver quick #felix catton #barry keoghan #film #movies #saltburn movie #miles is dumb

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weclassybouquetfun · 5 months

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Barry, no one really thinks you and Jacob Elordi are a thing.

I went to a Q&A last weekend with Emerald Fennell and Margot Robbie's producing partner Josey McNamara. Barry was to be on panel, but couldn't make it.

I don't blame him. He was resting up for the Academy Museum gala.

SPOILERY SALTBURN TALK

Besides the Q&A with McNamara and Fennell (who said she felt Oliver and Farleigh would have been happy together),

I went to one with composer Anthony Willis (who kept referring to the Oliver/Felix maze scene as "the breakup scene"),

That had me on my knees like Oliver.

Suzie Davis (Production Designer), Victoria Boydell (Editor) and Siân Miller (Makeup, Hair & Prosthetic Designer) and it was very illuminating.

They came to the reception afterwards and mingled, but I didn't see Siân who I wanted to ask more questions of.

During the panel she talked about the tattoos and how they all had backstories. The ones I remember: Pamela's (Carey Mulligan) tats include a horseshoe a'la Amy Winehouse, but hers is upside down representing bad luck. She has a pill tat that represents her relationship with Richard Ashcroft of The Verve. Felix and Venetia have matching star tattoos that represent their family crest

Victoria Boydell says that in the initial cut of Oliver's opening monologue where it cuts off just as he was going to say whether or not he was in love with Felix, they answered the question. But they wanted to leave it open to give way to the later monologue.

-Read an interview with Paul Rhys who plays Duncan the head servant of SALTBURN and he talked of how he and Emerald Fennell had conflicting thoughts on Duncan's background. Rhys thought that perhaps Duncan was the son of the previous head servant, whereas Fennell says Duncan rode past SALTBURN at age 14 and knew that he wanted a bit of it.

With that (and borrowing a bit from his own impoverished background) he felt that Duncan also came from a rough hewn background and that he immediately spotted that Oliver was a baddie. Knowing this makes the scene where Duncan stands with an accusatory stare at Oliver while everyone is running around looking for Felix. He knows Oliver has a hand in this; or at the very least feels that his presence brought bad luck to the house. And Duncan, being Duncan, couldn't stand in that moment too long, especially in front of Oliver, he swept that lock of hair that had fallen back and went back to work.

-Some behind the scene pics that are new to me. Proud of myself that from the very first viewing I knew these bathtub shots (filmed from the back) were of future!Oliver Ollie, sat in the bath thinking of Felix.

#saltburn #saltburn movie #barry keoghan #jacob elordi #archie madekwe #felix catton #oliver quick #farleigh start #saltburn spoilers

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bloodstainsontengensfloor · 6 months

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Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes Movie: first response

⚠️SPOILERS⚠️

Okay so! There’s QUITE a few changes from the books. The funerals, which I read the book I always found so unsettling, were cut. Honestly, I was worried if I’d be able to stomach watching it on screen so honestly, those being excluded was a bit of a blessing. But, it’s not really clear if Didi and Apollo died in the attack on the Arena or not. The only confirmed mentor death is Felix, who has been upgraded from the president’s nephew to the president’s son!

The biggest change though, which after listening to the recording from the soundtrack I enjoy a lot, is how Lucy Gray wins her games. Rather than the snakes being released mid way through her games, the snakes are what ends her game. Dr.Gaul spirals, claiming that there doesn’t need to be a Victor and the districts MUST pay, especially because now the president’s son is dead because of these ‘rebels’. Lucy Gray poisons one of the tributes from Coral’s alliance, who’s name escapes me at the moment. I think it’s the one she’s kills with the snake. Lucy Gray’s (Rachel Zegler’s) performance in this scene is so powerful. It’s amazing. The way it’s reframed that she’s singing as the snakes shroud her and she’s the only one alive in the arena, is just chilling. Dr.Gaul refusing to end the games and Snow pleading for her to let Lucy Gray go, with the students chanting “Let her go. Let her go.” I’ve been a Rachel fan since the start. Since I was 12, I’ve been subscribed to her YouTube channel, and seeing the movie and her in it is so… AHHHH. This scene was just so powerful and I honestly still am not over it and can’t wait to see it again on my second viewing.

Reaper’s death also changed with this! He is killed with the snakes along with Coral and I believe two other tributes. Clemmie, sadly, is gone from the movie after the incident with the snakes. She also takes a much more like… not antagonistic per day, but cocky role. Reaper’s death was… it was good. His reaction to Wovey’a death being what triggers him creating the grave for the other tributes is amazing, and the performance of that grief and anger was so good.

The movie portrays the mercy of the games so well. Lucky Flickerman is HILARIOUS as a host which is so disturbing. “The odds are not likely but may they be in your favor” is what he says to Lucy Gray after her interview. His quips are funny and quick, and honestly a highlight of the movie. Only to be reminded of the dying children of course. It’s very Ceaser Flickerman and it’s amazing. After Lamina kills Marcus, Lucky even says “was it mercy or murder?”. It’s such a sharp contrast to Lamina and Marcus’ interaction. She gently reaches for his head, and he turns, face clenched with pain and sorrow, saying “please.” You can see how gentle Lamina is as she kills him, the music too really adds onto the tragedy of it. How Lamina, who is seen as weak and a cry baby for most of her screen time, offers such mercy. Lamina’s actress says nothing, but her performance is so beautiful.

The movie highlights on Lucy Gray’s grief and guilt too. When her and Snow reunite, she talks about how they are BOTH killers. She expresses such grief at how Dill (‘ill Dill’ and ‘Tuberculosis on legs’ WERE WILD ON LUCKY’s part) was the one who found the poison and the audience gets to see a lot of her live reactions to the game’s events.

THE LAST SONG OF LUCY GRAY

The way Rachel and Tom play the scene in the cabin is WILD. The movie’s tone SHIFTS so much the second Snow finds the guns. It becomes like a horror movie as Lucy Gray asks what is it and snow turns to her pointing the gun slightly at her, finger almost on the trigger ready to pull. Rachel’s performance of Lucy Gray in this scene is something I’ll be talking about for days. She’s a bit of a schemer, she is suspicious, and she knows what will come next. She tests the waters with him and when she says that besides the guns, she’ll be his only loose end, I can’t tell if Lucy Gray does it to taunt or test him.

SNOW. “Lucy gray. are you… are you trying to kill me? AFTER EVERYTHING I DID FOR YOU?” Something about the way Snow says this… it takes you out of context of the story because this is something that happens often in toxic relationships. It’s so real and raw, and honestly a little too close to reality than we would like. I personally see it as an effort on the writer’s part to make sure the audience doesn’t side with snow at the end. As we know, the Yassification of characters and if a bad person is attractive it’s okay yada yada IS such a discourse. Tom Blyth as Snow has been seeing a lot of this too. But this part? This part makes it a bit more real, which is greatly appreciated.

Everything about the last scene with Snowbaird was fantastic. The two people I went with said that they were honestly confused on who betrayed who. And who stopped trusting who first. And that’s what makes it so fun AHHH.

I have so many thoughts but not enough people to talk about it with, so word vomit on tumblr lol. I’ll prob have even more to say after round two! (My friend got to meet the cast today and I’m so jealous that I wasn’t able to go)

#ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #snowbaird #reaper #wovey #rachel zegler #tom blyth #suzanne collins #i have so much to say ahhh #hunter schafer #she was so good #the perfect Tigriss #tigris snow #OH and snow asking is this real #real or not real #everlark parallel #I’m still sad they didn’t include the scene where Sejanus and Snow get bread from the MELLARK Bakery.#like lol I’m 65 years im gonna put your grandson through so much abuse

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im-getting-help · 2 months

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AND THE THING ABOUT OLIVER AND BOUNDARIES!

Is so obvious to me that his parents were party at fault for his lack of boundaries. Not because they we're malicious and intentional about it, but because they loved him so much they tend to cross his limits.

(Kinda like what Oliver did with Felix, but less obsessive).

From my experience it's something relatively normal about the relationship between parents and their children. The first time we really understand boundaries is when we enforce them to separate ourselves from our parents expectations. It seems to me that Oliver never learned how to do that. He's constantly molding himself to appease and appeal, and when it becomes to much, he flees.

Let's go back to the little things Paula and Jeff share with us in that brief birthday scene.

"He always wanted to be an only child, always beetling off by himself"

"He was so clever, that's why he found it hard to make friends, they were jealous".

"It's been hard not seeing him. But it must be a lot of pressure being the top scholar and being in the rowing team, and the union, and the plays..."

Let's start with the lies.

How long ago Oliver started lying to his parents to make space for himself?

Cause the lies don't necessarily feel like something he used to impress them. It seems to me like the Quicks already thought Oliver was exceptionally smart "he was always so clever" and he's just keeping appearances.

But the amount of things he said he did. The plays, the rowing team, the union, the work of studying to maintain the "top scholar position" like reading, doing work and essays and projects, assisting to classes, lectures and tutorials, it's a lot!.

"It's been hard not seeing him". How many times Paula called just to be ignored or quickly dismissed? with an excuse like "sorry i have an essay due tomorrow" or "im going to practice for the play". And why Oliver wanted to separate himself so much from his family?

"He always wanted to be an only child, always beetling off by himself" why would Oliver wanted to separate himself not only from his parents but his siblings too?

The Quicks said that "We go to to Mykonos every year. Well, not anymore. Not now that the kids are all grown up". That makes me think that Oliver sisters are older than him. Oliver doesn't seem to have a close relationship with them either. Was it because of the age gap? How much older were her sisters? Maybe they had to babysit and that created a second-mother kind of dynamic?

It sounds like he was being smothered by them. And again, i'm not saying it was intentional, but maybe Oliver needed much more space that what the Quicks were able or willing to give. And he didn't know how to ask.

And maybe (only maybe cause i don't really have good foundation for this) Oliver learned that the best way to get space from them was saying he was occupied, specifically studying. So maybe it started at school, him saying that he had to finish homework or read a book or do project, and maybe these were the only times he'll be left alone. Maybe that was the perfect excuse to explain why he didn't have many friends too.

(and i wonder why a kid with no sense of boundaries would have a hard time making friends 👀)

And why Oliver keeps lying?

After moving to Oxford, he could've just draw back and create that space without making an excuse. But he didn't, because he cares, he likes that his family thinks he's intelligent and capable. But he doesn't care for spending time with them.

I don't think he said all those lies to look especially intresting or important, but he did choose to "be occupied" by being a good student. Not in a "i won an award for best performance" but a "I'm too busy to talk, i have tutorial"

And look at the way the Quicks react to Oliver saying he has to go, is very interesting.

Paula just gives up instantly. She offers a compromise, and when rejected she's obviously frustrated but she just lets it go. On the other hand Jeff tries to reason with his son a little "your mother spent all morning doing lunch" but they seem very accustomed to this situation. It's not the first time Oliver escapes a conversation.

So, to me, is obvious that Oliver's parents knowingly or unknowingly contributed to Oliver's lack of healthy boundaries.

He never really draw the line with them, he just made excuses to avoid and elude and ultimately flee when the situation got out of hand. And they never picked up on it, they kept repeating the same scenarios multiple times without having a conversation about it.

I feel like his parents never really confronted him about anything. Maybe because they didn't sense anything was wrong, maybe because, same as the Cattons, they didn't know how to approach the situation or maybe because they know Oliver gets really fcking upset whenever they tried to have a conversation about it, who knows.

So at the end we have a 20yo dude who never learned how to enforce a boundary or why is healthy to have them and has absolutely no idea how to perceive and not cross others limits.

#Idk #Oliver's parents fascinate me #his whole family actually #why is Oliver the way he is?#if his family is so normal #(is the undiagnosed bpd)#the magical thing about families is that they don't need to be hostile towards eachother to develop unhealthy dynamics #sometimes the simple fact that their ways of communicating don't match is enough to create trauma and hurtful cycles #Oliver go to therapy i beg you please im on my knees go to therapy ily please #oliver quick #saltburn #felix catton

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After the Rain

Summary: In the middle of a rough patch, your husband is your safe space.

Pairing: Felix x Reader

Word Count: 541

A/N: Hi lovies! I wrote this after I woke up in the middle of a thunderstorm. It’s slightly proof read. Written on my phone as usual. Please be kind. NOT MY GIF

XOXO, BiBi🩷

P.S.

I do NOT consent to have my work posted, translated or published to any third party site or app.

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It had been a rough week for you. You absolutely loved your little family. But between Felix being in the middle of a comeback and you trying to potty train your son Elliot while being pregnant, you were tired. You had tucked Elliot away for the night, and crawled into bed soon after. Felix wouldn’t be home until late because of rehearsal, he had called and told you not to wait up for him. As you fell asleep you heard it begin to rain.

A loud clap of thunder wakes you. You sit up and look around the room, it’s eerily quiet and there’s no light. You look over at the baby monitor that normally shows Elliot’s room and the screen is black. It is then that your panic sets in. You make a move to head towards your son’s room when a hand on your arm stops you. “Hey, Hey, Hey, it’s just me. You’re okay.” It’s Felix. As a flash of lightning illuminates the room you notice the toddler sized bundle in his arms. “The power went out. I think the lights flickering may have woken him up because he started crying. I went to go get him and brought him in here before he woke you up.” He tells you. He shifts your sleeping son to his other arm before beckoning you closer. You lean to his side before speaking. “I’m so sorry. I know you worked late tonight. I should’ve woken up to get him.” You can’t see him but you can feel Felix shake his head. “Honey, no. We’re a team. We are in this together. I know it’s been tough with me gone, especially this far into your pregnancy.” He cradles your growing bump before continuing. “You shouldn’t feel guilty for getting rest. You’re growing one tiny human while raising another. You’re an amazing wife and mother. Thank you for all that you do.”

You don’t know if it’s the pregnancy hormones or the recognition but his words bring tears to your eyes. “Thank you, Lixxie.” He kisses the crown of your head and smoothes your hair down, before laying Elliot down on the other side of him. He turns his body towards you before helping you lie back down. “Go back to sleep. I’ll be right here. I know you don’t like sleeping in the dark, I’ll hold your hand. Get some rest. You deserve it. I love you.” He tells you and kisses your forehead. As you are drifting back off to sleep you head the tell tale sound of the power clicking back on and the soft whir of the fan.

Felix stays up for a little while longer admiring his little family. He doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you but he thanks God everyday. He looks over at his little boy, who is drooling on his miniature dwaekki pillow that he received for his first birthday. He’s happier than he’s ever been. He turns on the TV, playing Elliot’s favorite Disney lullabies before turning over and finally falling asleep with a smile on his face. He finally feels like he made it. Sure all the awards were great but coming home to this, beats every award every time.

#skz fanfic #skz imagines #skz x reader #stray kids #skz #skz stay #felix x reader #lee felix #stray kids felix #reader x felix #lee yongbok

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For the protective prompts: "You’d defy the gods, only for me?” "! would destroy the gods for you." 🤍🦢

Thank you for the ask my darling friend, I hope you will like this 🦇🖤 I’ve wanted to write for a while some forbidden romance thing for Felix, and this is perfect for it! This is some kind of Black Swan related because it fits perfectly with their dynamics. The music they listen to is from my Black Swan Spotify playlist (under the black swan tag!) Some warnings are very much needed – But it’s Felix after all so it has to be expected: Cullen bashing, Size kink, some nswf talks, mention of blood (kink) Felix’s very lovely hands…

Fic under the cut

Ever since I met him while driving my younger sister to the Cullens, they’ve been trying to keep me away from him. “He’s a monster, Black Swan! He kills people, Black Swan! He feeds of humans, Black Swan!” Who cares that he’s scary-looking and kills people? He’s tall and hot! He’s my mate! He complimented me about my patch jacket!

Carlisle was a little bit nicer about it than the rest of them. He felt maybe that it was his fault, because before Felix even said anything it was his “son” Edward who revealed the secret to me. On our second meeting, Felix himself admitted that he would not have told it to me this soon, he would have made things smoother even if I seemed to enjoy the vampire part. It was quite intriguing to him; how much I was fascinated by his fangs and the terrifying gleam his skin had in the sun, but it relieved him when I didn’t run away. When I did not pull back from his touch.

He had quite the reputation, my mate, and the Cullens, especially Edward and Alice made sure I was aware of it, how cruel and brutal he was, how he was not called the executioner for nothing. But it did not scare me, because I knew even if he was that, he wasn’t only that, my Felix was so much more! So I texted him every time I had the time, called him at night if he was available, we could stay on the phone for hours, even if his voice did not sound exactly the same it was still enough for me. All of this was rather easy to hide from the Cullens, Alice wasn’t really focused on Felix in Italy, rather on a decision of him visiting Forks, with what it would entails for Bella. Because if Aro trusted my fate in Felix’s hands, it was clearly not the same kind of trust placed in the Cullens. So like in Romeo and Juliet that Bella liked so much, Felix and I had to hide, the Cullens even managing to make me miss one of his visits thanks to Bella’s help. I was really bitter, they caught us chatting one time in Seattle and now were watching us even more closely. They would even check my home once in a while, pretending to pick up Bella that was oh so conveniently spending the afternoon at my place, to smell if there was trace of Felix’s scent. But I was his, and he would not give up on me that easily. In facts, he would not give up on me at all, he told me one night over the phone. And I’d learned that he was quite stubborn, my Felix, when he wanted something.

I had come home late from work, that night. The Cullens weren’t there, they were visiting the Denali Coven, and Bella was visiting Renée to celebrate Phil’s birthday. She felt guilty about having to give up her human life, so she tried to make everyone happy as much as she could. It was nice, to not have them on my back this week. I quickly prepared and ate dinner, and took a shower, putting on a more comfortable attire. I’ve always liked some fresh air in the house, so I tend to keep some windows open. I was doing some cleaning downstairs when I heard some noise from my bedroom. I thought that it was maybe the neighbor’s cat that came again through the window by climbing the tree, he already did it twice. I liked having him around, the little ball of black fur and soft meows, even if I liked it more when he would enter the house by the windows downstairs. I climbed the stairs, really to scold the kitty when I entered my room and realize it was not a black kitty that I would be scolding, but a hulking vampire.

“Felix! What are you doing here?!” “I was expecting a little more enthusiasm from you little love.”

“You’re lucky the Cullens aren’t in town! They don’t want me to see you! They’d try to fight you if they knew you were here, sneaking in my bedroom like that!”

« These Cullens, they are nothing for me. You shouldn’t worry about them tesorina. They should be the ones afraid to put themselves between us. As if those vegetarian vampires could defy me! I’d defy gods if I had to protect you.

"You’d defy the gods, only for me?” I looked at you, so softly.

“Oh darling, but I would destroy the gods for you” Felix answered, oh so sure of himself. And he was strong, very strong my mate, I knew he’d win a fight even against a god. My handsome mate…

“I lost you, didn’t I?” Felix said, having recognized that look on my face. “No!” I looked very much embarrassed, he knew damn well how to tease me and get a reaction from me. It did not make me love him less… I could only love him more, my darling Felix, that currently had a smug smile on his face.

“So what do you suggest?” “We could ignore everything that isn’t us, and I could spend the night in your bed…” “Felix!” “You belong in my arms little one, nowhere else. And if anyone decides against it, they’ll see the true definition of anger…” Felix answered me, menaces laced in his tone, so sure of himself. He looked particularly imposing, hulking figure with the backlighting of my bedroom.

He fits so well here, my Felix, with the band posters hung on the walls, the shelves full of dark movies and alternative music, leather jacket reflecting the dim lights, his shiny silver rings on his big hands…

“You’re staring at my hands again, don’t you? Do you know how they could look better? With my fingers buried inside you, my hand glistening coated in your…” “Felix please! Not that I wouldn’t enjoy it but…“ Now I’m very embarrassed, and I’m sure it’s very visible.

My reaction makes him laugh, and it’s the most beautiful sound in the world, and it completely makes up for my embarrassment.

“I’m only teasing you amore mio. I know you said you wanted to wait, and I will respect your desire. Always. I’m up for anything with you as long as it’s within the boundaries you’ve set.”

Felix gets closer to me, slowly, and wraps his strong arms around me. He totally dwarfs me, and it’s no secret that we both are very into it, another proof that we were made for the other.

“Cuddles and metal?” “Cuddles and metal. But can you… take off your leather jacket please?” “Sure, if it makes my little darling happy…” With a smirk, he takes his time to remove his leather jacket, placing it on the back of my chair on top of mine. He’s only wearing an Iron Maiden tank top underneath, the logo a bit faded telling he’d own it for a while, that shows off all of his perfect muscles. Damn, to think that this man is all mine… He turns on the stereo, and then join me on the bed, the mattress digging with his heavy weight. He makes himself comfortable, setting up a few of my pillows behind his back, and then he opens his arms. I don’t need anything else, and nearly jump on him, making myself comfortable on his lap, his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer against him. I softly trace the muscles on his arms, looking at the scars that cover his skin. Most were from his fights as a vampire, but he told me while that some were from his human life, being a gladiator must have been a nightmare for he was a slave without a choice in the matter.

“This song makes me think of you, now every time I hear it, I see your face.” Felix’s voice shake me out of those dark thoughts. I focus on the song, and recognize Wasp.

Her eyes reflect like the rain on the pavement I take control, she explodes, sink into her depths I'm the tremble in her voice when she attempts to speak Fixate on the frailty

“Motionless in White sure has good love songs. I must admit that every time I hear Wasp or Eternally Yours, I think of you.” It makes the both of us smile, the songs fitting us oh so perfectly, especially the lewd lyrics of Wasp. Felix has always been… quite explicit.

So come to me No sense of restraint So come for me I will wait endlessly

I will break you carefully So take me harmfully You fit so perfect I will wait

I let my fingers trace the scars on his arms again, I know how fond of physical contact my Felix is. I must admit that I am too… He grabs the remote of my stereo, and lowers the sound of the music to a cozier one.

“Lost in the shadows?” I giggle. “What’s wrong with the Lost Boys? It’s a good vampire movie. I’m still bitter at the fate of the boys… Besides, you’ve got the vibes” It makes him laugh, but we both know I’m not wrong. He’s kind of got the look and music taste, and some of the brutality when it comes to protecting whom he loves. And he would look very hot and sexy covered in blood too…

“You’re imagining me covered in blood, aren’t you?” “How do you even…” “I know you, little love” “Too much, you know me too much…” “I could never know too much about you, not even after a few decades, centuries, never.”

It makes me smile, and I curl up further in his embrace. It’s getting late.

“We should listen to something softer to help you sleep…” “First, I’m not even dressed for bed yet, and second, ,what’s heavy about L’assasymphonie?” “It’s about a man who can’t sleep and is drowning in despair because of his demons. Not really the type of songs that put you to sleep.” “Do you realized I used to fall asleep blasting Maiden when I was younger?” “Yes, and now you enjoy softer songs before going to bed. This is much better, get in your night attire now.” Felix has changed the music to eyes without a face by Billy Idol, and I must admit it’s a good choice. This man knows me too well. I strip of my black jeans, and take off my shirt. I put on a Black Veil Brides tee, one that’s a size too big and go back to bed. I slip under the covers, and realize Felix had taken off a few layers too so I would be more comfortable. He brings me close to him, his arms wrapping around my waist once again, pressing me against his muscular body.

“Sleep now, tesorina. I’ll keep you safe.” Felix whisper in my ear. “Goodnight my love”, I whisper back. No matter what these idiots Cullens say, nothing will stop me from wanting this, fighting to get this, my Felix. I belong in his embrace and nowhere else.

#felix volturi x reader #felix volturi #felix volturi ❤️#volturi #black swan #my post

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sluttywonwoo · 11 months

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instead of you [part fifteen] || l.mh

pairing: [best friend’s brother] lee minho x college!reader ft. han jisung

summary: you didn’t expect to spend your summer pretending to be your best friend’s girlfriend- then again, you didn’t expect to fall for your best friend’s brother, either.

warnings: swearing, angst, mild smut (18+ mdni)

word count: 4.5k

a/n: revamped my tom holland series from my main blog ( @wazzupmrstark ) to try and motivate myself to finish it!!

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“I’m not leaving you down here alone,” Jisung insisted.

You could tell that he was starting to get frustrated, but you were too. You didn’t understand why he was so fucking stubborn.

“I’ll be fine!” you hissed.

The rest of the Hans were only ten feet or so away from you and you didn’t want them to hear you arguing with their son.

You were trying to convince Jisung to go to the top of the Tokyo Tower with his family, but he was adamant on staying with you on the ground, knowing you’d be miserable if you had to go up that high.

“I’m an adult, Ji,” you pointed out.

“I know! But we’re in a foreign country, and you don’t speak the language.”

“Neither do you!”

“Yeah, but there’d be two of us! And you’re-” he paused.

“What?”

“Are you really going to make me say it?”

“Say what?” you pressed, playing dumb.

“Come on, you know young women are way more vulnerable than anyone else.”

“Wow, so because I’m a woman, you can’t leave me down here alone?” you scoffed.

Jisung took a deep breath. “You’re twisting my words.”

You knew he was right. It wasn’t safe to be somewhere you weren’t familiar with by yourself, especially if you didn’t know the native language. It was early morning, and there was plenty of daylight, but tourist spots were known for being dangerous regardless.

“I don’t want you to miss out.”

“It’s just another high structure in the middle of a city. The view from the top looks the same from all of them anyway.”

“That’s not true!”

“How would you know? You’ve only ever been to the Eiffel Tower.

“I can stay with her.”

You both jerked your heads over to see Minho standing beside you. You weren’t sure how long he had been there, or how much he had overheard.

“I can stay down here,” he repeated when neither of you responded. “I don’t mind.”

“I don’t want you to miss out either!”

“I won’t be missing out. I’ve been to the Tokyo Tower before,” he explained. “I came here on tour a few years ago.”

You kept forgetting Minho was a famous dancer, not just your best friend’s brother. You thought that being alone with him might be a bad idea, but you also knew it’d be the only way to get Jisung to go up fucking tower.

“Are you sure?” you asked.

“I don’t want to leave you again,” Jisung said before his brother could answer.

You suspected he still felt guilty about riding with Felix instead of you on the rollercoaster the day before at Yomiuriland, but you wished he wouldn’t beat himself up over it.

“Babe, you wouldn’t be leaving me! I want you to go with your family.”

He looked at you, then at Minho, then back at you and sighed.

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure. As long as Minho’s okay being stuck with me.”

“I think you need to reevaluate who’s stuck with who,” Jisung deadpanned.

“Jisung,” you scolded. “He’s doing us a favor.”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks, Minho,” your best friend said and then forced a smile.

You pulled Jisung by the shoulders and kissed him once on the lips, ignoring the way Minho looked away uncomfortably. Jisung groaned against your mouth, deepening the kiss. You were a little surprised, but you let it happen. He wrapped his arms around your waist and then finally broke away, still holding you close.

“You act like you’re going off to war,” Minho scoffed.

Jisung ignored him. “Be back in an hour!”

“Take lots of pictures for me!” you called after him, watching as he walked over to join the rest of his family.

“I’ll be the best chaperone ever,” Minho yelled in assurance.

“Chaperone?”

“Yeah, I’m like, making sure you don’t get kidnapped or pickpocketed or whatever.”

You took a step back and looked him up and down, sizing him up. “How tall are you?”

Minho put a hand to his heart in mock offense. “Why must you wound me in this way?”

You smirked. “That’s what I thought.”

“Hey, I’m older than you. That makes me the chaperone.”

“Fine, Mr. Han.”

He scrunched his nose in distaste. “Wait, that’s weird. Don’t call me that.”

“But I thought you were my-”

“Chaperone, I know. But the bit’s dead. You killed it.”

“Good,” you said in satisfaction.

Minho shook his head, chuckling under his breath. You both watched Jisung disappear with the other Hans into the building at the base of the tower. You breathed a sigh of relief once the doors closed behind them. You were happy that you weren’t holding your best friend back from what could be a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Just because you didn’t want to experience it in your lifetime didn’t mean he shouldn’t.

You were about to ask Minho what you should do while you wait, but were interrupted before you could.

“Excuse me.”

A girl who looked to be your age had popped up behind the two of you. You could tell she was American from the way she was dressed, not to mention the accent that gave her away.

“Is it possible to get a picture with you?” she asked nervously.

Minho smiled, instantly turning on his charm. You could see it now: what everyone else seemed to see. Maybe you had always been able to see it, but as you watched him interact with his fan it seemed so suddenly evident. He was naturally charismatic, that much was obvious. But to leave it at that would be an understatement.

“Sure,” he answered easily and the girl visibly relaxed. “I just ask that you don’t post it for a few hours because I try to keep my exact location kinda private.”

“Of course! I totally understand.”

“Perfect. Let’s take that photo, then.”

The girl turned to you, acknowledging your presence for the first time. “Would you mind taking the picture?”

You froze, panicking internally. You were unaware that you would also have to interact with this person, though it made sense seeing as you were the only other one there. You weren’t sure how to act in this situation, but Minho gave you a reassuring smile and the slightest of nods from behind the girl.

You grinned awkwardly. “Yeah, I can do that!”

She handed you her phone and went to stand next to Minho. You opened the camera and focused it on them, taking a step back so you could get a better angle. She was pretty, you noticed with a sinking feeling as Minho wrapped his arm around her shoulders and smiled. You snapped a couple of shots and then handed the phone back.

“Let me know if those are okay,” you said hoarsely.

She swiped through the gallery quickly to check them while Minho watched over her shoulder, humming in approval.

“They’re perfect, thank you,” she beamed.

“Of course.”

She turned back to face Minho and stuck out her hand. “I’m Rosalyn, by the way.”

Even her name was pretty.

“Lee Know, but I think you already knew that.”

“I did, yeah. And you are…?”

Rosalyn was looking at you expectantly, wanting you to introduce yourself. Without thinking you shook her hand, even though you knew she didn’t care about you and was only asking to be polite.

“I’m-”

“She’s a friend,” Minho said quickly, coming over to wrap an arm around your shoulders this time.

The girl looked back and forth between you like she was trying to piece your relationship together. Minho cleared his throat politely and pursed his lips, startling the girl out of her thoughts.

“Well, it was really nice to meet you both. Thank you for the picture. I won’t post it until tomorrow.”

“I appreciate that,” Minho said. “It was a pleasure to meet you, as well.”

Rosalyn thanked him again and complimented his work before walking off.

“What the fuck was that?” you whispered once you thought she was out of earshot.

“What do you mean?”

“A friend?”

He raised his arms defensively. “You are a friend!”

“Yeah, but by introducing me as ‘a friend’ it looks suspicious. Why didn’t you just let me introduce myself?”

“I didn’t want her looking you up!”

“How would she find me from just my first name?”

“You’d be surprised at how… dedicated some K-pop fans can be.”

You rolled your eyes. “Well if she mentions anything about you being with a girl in her post there are going to be rumors all over the internet and Jisung is going to be pissed.”

“I know,” Minho sighed. “But it’s better than them finding you.” You weren’t so sure that was true. “I’m sorry,” he continued. “Let me make it up to you by buying you coffee?”

You mulled over the offer, letting him linger in the uncertainty while you thought about your answer.

“Fine,” you answered finally, scowling. “I guess coffee couldn’t hurt.”

Minho grinned, and sighed in relief. “I knew you couldn’t say no to caffeine.”

“Using my weakness against me.” You shook your head in disbelief. “Shameful.”

“I’m not above it.”

“I know.”

He pulled his phone out of his pocket and searched for a nearby café.

“There’s a place like half a mile from here. Does that sound good?”

“Do we have time?”

Minho lifted his wrist to check his Rolex even though he had his phone in his hand and shrugged.

“It should be fine. We can always run back if we’re short on time.”

“I will not be running.”

“Okay, well if we’re short on time we’ll just be a little late.”

You knew Jisung wouldn’t care as long as you sent him a text.

“Works for me.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Minho routed walking directions to the café and you both started off in the direction the map was pointing you in, dodging pedestrians moving in the opposite direction.

It took a whole ten minutes for you and Minho to decide on a coffee order because of the overwhelming amount of options presented on the menu. There were so many flavors you wanted to try, but you didn’t want to mix too many into your drink and overpower the coffee entirely.

You finally decided that you would each get one you both wanted to try and share. You ordered an iced drip coffee with caramel syrup and oat milk, and Minho ordered an iced latte with vanilla and oat milk. In all honesty, they were both drinks you would have ordered back home, so you weren’t really trying anything new, but you could use the comfort. Technically, all the brands of the ingredients were Japanese so it wasn’t the same as an American coffee, not entirely.

The barista called your names almost immediately after Minho’s debit card transaction was approved. The little green lights on the machine lit up and then you were being handed your drinks in little plastic cups.

Minho thanked the lady in Japanese and English, just in case he’d butchered it the first time and then you were headed back out of the cafe, retracing your steps to the Tokyo Tower.

“Thanks for the coffee,” you said as you took your first sip.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, taking a sip in turn.

“How’s yours taste?” you asked.

“It’s good, yours?”

“Really good.”

Wordlessly, you traded cups with each other. It was like he had read your mind, or rather, shared the same train of thought.

You took a sip of his drink, letting the sweetness of the vanilla replace the saltiness of the caramel that still lingered on your tongue. You closed your eyes and hummed in satisfaction, taking another sip out of impulse. When you blinked them back open Minho was grinning at you like he knew something you didn’t.

“What?”

“You like mine better, don’t you?”

“What? No I don’t.”

“You took two sips of mine, and you moaned.”

“Oh my god, I did not moan,” you hissed elbowing him in the side.

“I think we’re remembering the last five seconds differently.”

“Just take your shitty drink back,” you groaned, shoving the cup in his direction.

“Oh, so now it’s shitty?”

“It always was.”

“Why’d you take more than one sip?”

“Maybe I like to suffer.”

“Is that why you’re dating my brother?”

You fought the urge to shove him, settling for glaring instead.

“If I liked it that much, I’d be dating you instead of him.”

Minho rolled his eyes at you but didn’t say anything else. For a second you thought you might have actually hurt his feelings until he offered you your original coffee back. You switched with him and started sipping on the drink again. You walked the rest of the way back to the tower in silence, trading drinks every few minutes.

The rest of the Hans were already waiting for you once you got back. They waved you down from a distance to be sure you wouldn’t miss them.

Jisung left his family and met you halfway. You automatically handed him your coffee so that he could try it, not bothering to tell him what was in it since you liked the same things anyway.

“I was wondering where you went.”

“Just needed a little caffeine,” you explained.

“Should’ve known.”

The following day, you were up before the sun. It wasn’t that you had to be, rather that your body woke you up on its own. You tried to go back to sleep, but were unsuccessful, finally giving up and scrolling through your phone instead.

Jisung was snoring softly next to you with his arm slung across your stomach. You glanced over at him for a moment, wondering if he was dreaming. He always told you he didn’t have dreams, but sometimes when he slept over at your place you would hear him talking in his sleep, suggesting that he must be dreaming about something. Your general psychology professor had told you that everyone dreams, but not everyone remembers them. You figured Jisung must fall under the latter category, forgetting everything that had happened while he slept as soon as he opened his eyes each morning.

You considered him lucky for it. He didn’t have to be haunted by nightmares for years after having them, and he didn’t have to deal with the guilt of having a sex dream you definitely should not be having a sex dream about. Like your best friend’s brother, for instance.

You’d tried to push it to the back of your mind by checking your email, scrolling through Twitter, and even doing the New York Times Daily Mini Crossword, but it still nagged at you no matter what you did.

Your entire body felt hot, and Jisung’s arm on top of you wasn’t helping. You had woken up in a cold sweat from the dream you’d had, feeling sticky with guilt and perspiration. It wasn’t the first dream you’d had about Minho, but it was the most sinful.

You wouldn’t be able to shake the images of lingering touches and strained moans from your memory any time soon. The way he had teased you over your panties, rubbing slow circles on your clit as you lay in bed together, was permanently burned into your conscious. It had felt so real. You almost wanted it to be.

You pressed your thighs together underneath the sheets, still aching from the dream. Your throat burned with arousal and humiliation. You tried to force the emotions down, afraid to wake Jisung with your heavy breathing. God, it had been way too long since you’d gotten laid. You were starting to go crazy.

Jisung’s phone buzzed on the nightstand, making him roll over to his other side. You thought the notification might have woken up, but when you lifted yourself up on your elbows to check he was still asleep.

You sighed to yourself and slipped out of bed. You knew you weren’t going to get any more sleep at this point. Trying would only frustrate you, and you didn’t feel like angry crying before seven a.m..

It was still dark out, but you assumed that there must be something open at this hour where you could grab breakfast. If not, you could still do with the walk. Some fresh air would do you some good anyway.

You grabbed a change of clothes from the pile of clean laundry on the dining table and changed in the bathroom. You fixed your hair and brushed your teeth and then snuck out the door with your phone and wallet, sending a quick text to Jisung to tell him where you were going in case he woke up while you were gone.

The hallway was eerily silent, as was the lobby. The only people there were the poor employees working the graveyard shift. They smiled politely at you as you walked through, but it didn’t meet their eyes. You couldn’t blame them. You’d be tired too if you had been awake that long.

As soon as you reached the door you heard your name being called from behind. You whipped around and spotted Minho in the lounge area, waving you over. He was dressed in a white hoodie and jeans and was pouring himself a cup of coffee at the complimentary drink station.

You hadn’t even realized his bed was empty when you left the room, but then again it had been too dark to see much of anything.

You approached him hesitantly. You could already feel your face heating up as flashes of your dream from the previous night played in front of your eyes.

“You’re up early,” he said, removing one of his AirPods so that he could hear your response.

“Could say the same for you,” you mused, trying to hide the nervousness in your voice.

He shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“Likewise.”

“Bad dreams?”

“Something like that.”

“Me too.” He held up his paper cup and turned to the coffee pot. “Want some?”

You shook your head. “I probably shouldn’t drink coffee on an empty stomach, but thanks.”

He nodded in understanding. “I never drink coffee unless I really need it. And I’m fucking exhausted.” You watched him take a sip in silence, noting the way his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at you. “Is that my shirt?”

You looked down and confirmed that, yes, you were in fact wearing his shirt. It was a navy t-shirt with a Champion insignia on one of the breasts. You must’ve mistaken it for your own when you grabbed it from the stack of everyone’s folded laundry. It had been so dark, and you had been disoriented as it was.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize. I’ll go change-”

“No, don’t!” he blurted, holding a hand out to stop you. “It’s just a shirt, don’t worry about it. It looks better on you anyway.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“Well, thanks for letting me borrow it.”

Minho cracked a smile. “Don’t mention it.”

You rocked back on your heels, stuffing your hands into the pockets of your sweatpants, which were thankfully actually yours.

“So, I was going to try and find something to eat around here. Did you want to come with me?”

“Sure,” he agreed easily. “We can get something for the twins too.”

“I was thinking the same thing.”

“Alright then, let’s go.”

Minho followed you out of the lobby, throwing his hood over his head.

Oh right. Always have to be on.

The streets were already bustling with activity. Traffic trickled through the stoplights at an agonizing pace while shopkeepers and pedestrians rushed about, either trying to get everything in order to open for the day or make it to the train station in time for their morning commute.

Crates of fruit, and other fresh produce were being stacked on display tables, metal grates were being unlocked and pushed up like garage doors.

The air was still chilly from the night before, not yet insufferable from the summer heat. You shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself to try and warm up. Your friends from school, including Jisung, had always made fun of you for how easily you got cold. To be fair, it was deserved. It could be like seventy degrees out and you’d need a sweater. Like it happened to be at this specific moment.

“Are you cold?” Minho asked.

“No, what makes you say that?”

“You’re shivering.”

“I’m fine.”

“Do you want my sweatshirt?”

“No, I’m already wearing your shirt. I don't need more of your clothes.”

“So… you’d rather freeze?”

You rolled your eyes. “I think freeze is a bit dramatic, don’t you?”

“God, you’re stubborn,” Minho groaned.

“Am I stubborn or are you just not used to people declining your offers?”

Minho pursed his lips in response.

“That’s what I thought.”

“I feel like it’s at least a little bit of both.”

“Fine, maybe you have a point there.”

He smiled, satisfied with the compromise.

You walked another block or so in silence. The sun had started to rise in the distance, painting the sky with faint shades of orange. It wasn’t visible over the skyline yet, but the city was already brighter. You checked the hours posted on the door of each cafe and restaurant as you passed them, but they all wouldn’t open for another half hour or so.

“What about here?” Minho suggested, leaning down to read the store hours.

It was a little pastry shop with counter displays full of assorted baked goods and sweets. The little neon open sign hanging in the window was illuminated and there were people inside, but he wanted to double check just in case.

“Looks good to me.”

The cashier greeted you in English before either of you had the chance to speak, and you chuckled. You weren’t sure if she recognized Minho, but even if she hadn’t, he was a dead giveaway.

“What do you want?”

“What about those fluffy pancakes?” you suggested, pointing to the ones behind the glass.

“Yeah, we could get a bunch of them and bring them back so we could all share.”

“Good idea.”

You stood back and let Minho order for you. You didn’t pay attention to how many pancakes he ordered until they were being handed across the counter to you in two separate boxes.

“These are kinda heavy,” you commented, lifting your box up and down like you were curling a weight.

“Need me to carry it?”

You held the container close to your chest defensively. “No, I got it.”

“What was that about not being stubborn?”

Jisung was still asleep when you eventually made it back to the hotel. You hadn’t realized how far you and Minho walked, but your calves were sore by the time you stepped off the elevator onto your floor.

You set the box you had been carrying on the table next to the laundry and walked over to the bed. You shook Jisung’s shoulder gently, smiling when he blinked open his eyes.

“Morning, sunshine,” you said brightly. “Breakfast is ready?”

“You cooked?” he mumbled in confusion.

“No, Minho and I went out and got breakfast.”

“Oh, thank god.”

“Oh, fuck you, Han,” you scoffed, picking up your pillow and hitting him with it. “I’m going to eat your pancakes.”

“No! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!”

You narrowed your eyes at your best friend. “You’re just saying that.”

“Maybe…”

“I have half a mind to smother you with this pillow right now.”

Jisung held his hand up to block you before you could hit him again and then disarmed you by yanking it out of your grasp.

“What’s wrong with you!”

“My boyfriend’s an asshole, for starters!”

“Is that worth murdering me for?! Would it be worth it to go to jail?”

“Who says I’d get caught?”

“There are two witnesses! My brothers are standing right over there.”

“And they didn’t see anything, right boys?”

You turned to face Minho and Felix who were already digging into the food. Felix gave you a thumbs up as he shoved a bite of pancakes in his mouth and Minho gave you a hesitant nod, eyes wide.

Jisung shook his head. “My own blood…”

“Now come on, sleepyhead. Let’s eat before the food gets cold.”

After everyone finished eating you all packed an overnight bag for a day of travel.

One of the main things Felix wanted to do in Japan was visit Kabeyu Hot Spring, a famous onsen in a cave. That very onsen was featured in his favorite manga, the one Yuji had introduced him to all those years ago.

The plan was to fly to Oita for the night, where the onsen was, and then return to Tokyo the next morning. Oita was on a different island of the Japanese archipelago than Tokyo, so it didn’t make sense to try to make it a day trip.

The flight would take less than two hours and then you’d get to relax in a natural spring for the rest of the day. It seemed worth it to you.

Felix had also mentioned going out to a bar or two afterwards, but you were still a little iffy on alcohol after what happened last time you got drunk.

The flight, cab to the hotel, and check-in process were relatively painless, and you and Jisung got your own room for the night which was a relief.

The onsen was only a short walk from the hotel, and despite the late afternoon heat, a cool breeze made the trek rather pleasant.

Jisung’s dad checked you in for the appointment and you were directed to the changing area where you could get dressed/undressed and store your things in the lockers. The changing area was unisex, which posed sort of a problem. You knew that sensitivity over nudity was a very Western concept, and that most cultures didn’t even view being naked as sexual or taboo. In fact, you were usually pretty comfortable in situations that required you to take your clothes off, but you had more than a few reservations about stripping in front of your best friend’s entire family. Especially his parents. And especially since you’d had a sex dream about his brother last night.

You faced the lockers as everyone around you began to change, face burning.

Thankfully, being nude at this particular onsen was optional, and if guests preferred not to be they were offered yuami-gis, or bathing clothes that were carefully washed and specifically provided by the staff so that they wouldn’t dirty the water. They could either be worn at the chest or at the waist, kind of like a towel.

Jisung waited with you until the rest of his family had left before he started to undress. It was like he could read your mind. You pulled your yuami-gi to just below your collarbone and let the elastic band at the top stretch to your body shape. The garment was a bit short, and the fabric appeared to be somewhat see-through, but it was better than having your tits completely out in front of your boyfriend’s parents.

"How do I look?” you asked, twirling so that Jisung could get the full effect.

“You look stunning,” he deadpanned. “Now let’s go find my family. They’re probably wondering what’s taking us so long.”

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uptoolateart · 28 days

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The Peacock Was Always the Goal

I'm planning out a fic showing Felix's story, e.g. his episodes from his POV plus lots of new material to flesh out his journey and explore his emotions and motivations.

In the process, I was looking at his debut episode again and noticed something. Maybe I'm late to the party with this observation, but I'm going to share it anyway.

During the akuma battle, he demands to speak to Hawk Moth and says he's interested in a certain piece of jewellery. I always thought he meant the wedding rings, because Amelie made a big deal of them earlier in the episode, and Felix takes one later. However...

At the end, he tells Adrien he's sorry for posing as him and deleting his friends' sympathy messages, and promises he'll make it up to him one day.

We could say this foreshadows him returning later to free Adrien, BUT...RIGHT after he makes this promise, he turns to Gabriel and puts out his hand to shake, thereby stealing the ring.

Knowing the direction the story goes in S5, now I'm thinking when he spoke to Hawk Moth and referred to 'a' piece of jewellery, he meant the peacock brooch. Then he takes Gabriel's ring as a way of apologising to Adrien - because he knows what Adrien is.

When he gives the ring to his mother, he probably knows she'll give it back to him, or at least that she'd never use it to control Adrien - because he adores his mother, and later we learn that she thinks Gabriel is a monster.

She has to know both boys are sentibeings, because Gabriel loaned Colt the peacock, and there's no way they could just magic up her son without explaining to her how vital it is to keep his amok safe. After Colt died, she must have approved Felix wearing his father's ring, or even given it to him herself, which means she believes in him being free, ergo she wouldn't harm Adrien. Although, from the conversation Felix and Amelie have on the train, it's probably one of those subjects they never speak about openly.

Felix probably thought, 'That's one ring down, at least.' Then he had to come back later to try for the peacock again. This makes so much more sense to me than my previous interpretation of events, because it's always bothered me that he says he wants 'a' piece of jewellery, when he knows there are two rings - and why would he go to so much effort to get Adrien's ring and then just give it away? Especially when he shows us he can easily take the ring himself with a cheap trick. He doesn't need to make a deal with Hawk Moth for that.

Because taking the ring wasn't the plan - it was a last-minute impulse. The peacock was always the goal.

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imthepunchlord · 24 days

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Don't know if you still write for Miraculous Ladybug, but if you do what are your thoughts on having Adrien die? Not even in an Adrien salt way but in general I think that killing him off could lead to so many interesting paths for a ML fic to go.

It's gradual. Some WIPs I'm trying to figure out how to continue. It's just one of those things to let it stew/come back later.

As for the topic, my gut response is that it feels unnecessarily dark and it feels like angst for Gabriel and/or Marinette, potentially Chloe, Felix, and Nino too. Angst I'm not really interested in writing myself.

I will say, I did have one thought relating to Adrien's death: a reason for Sentidrien's existence.

Idk how a majority feel about the Sentikids, the little I've looked into people seem to just accept it, but I'm not crazy about these rich couples deciding they'd rather have magical feather babies they can fully control than having a kid by any other means that they can easily afford.

So Adrien's death was my answer to this choice of what Adrien was and to try and roll with it better. Adrien Agreste did exist, but died tragically and desperate, grief stricken Emilie just couldn't bear the loss and used the broken Peafowl to recreate her "perfect son".

Emilie got sick, Gabriel doesn't know how to feel about this "Adrien" who looks like his son but isn't and is the cause of Emilie's state. Meanwhile "Adrien" is being the perfect son he was made to be, is confused and hurt by his father's coldness, finds he has fragmented memories of his life and the people he supposedly has known his whole life.

And as I'm not sure a Miraculous should have a power to make actual life (especially as they can snuff it out with a snap of their fingers), I'd say "Adrien" becomes a real boy by being near the two most powerful Miraculous. Cat gradually destroys his connection to his item, and thanks to the Ladybug, it creates something new to replace it.

And it leads to a whole thing of "Adrien" starting to rebel against Gabriel, becoming alive vs the complacent doll he used to be. And "Adrien" learns he's not the true Adrien, that he's a clone made out of grief and love, and has to deal with the reality that he's a fabrication, but he's not like other Sentis either, and wonder if he's truly Adrien or does he like who Adrien used to be, does he even want to be Adrien? And you got Gabriel getting more aggravated as wtf is going on with this doll?

Part of me even thought of him deciding to rename himself Felix to establish a separation better.

But that'd be my answer for what if Adrien did die, it'd be my way to roll with Sentidrien's existence and how I would've made it work.

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More info on Felix🥺🙏🏾

This is gonna be one tough description for my version of the infamous old cat from 1919.

Let's start with his past

Felix is your ordinary guy who's been neglected by his mother and was told by his father who not only took great care of him but stayed with him, he was a Sullivan and was honoured to keep the generation going, especially with the magic bag.

That bag is not normal as you can see, It's a sign of a golden heart. Once given, the bag chooses who's worthy, one great grandfather to another great grandfather, only one in 6 generations was able to weld the Magic Bag. Felix Tom Sullivan, son of Pat Tom Sullivan was worthy of the bag which was given to him at his 10th birthday.

As a baby to a kid, he was living in a small town in New York, a small house, a small porch, a small car. It was his childhood. He had many friends, he loved leaving home to explore more of his tiny town, bringing nick-nacks and small objects to show his father, who was proud of him for having such an imaginable mindset.

Felix was in love with his one girl named Kitty who lived 3 houses down from him, when he explored, he always sees her in a white flurry dress with a big red bow in the back, he always loved it when she danced. When he was 12, he confessed his feelings and she accepted him, both were in love with each-other without even knowing. She was light-hearted but a hard worker for her parents, a top A educated student at her school, she also liked to go adventuring with Felix out around the neighborhood. When he hit 17 he wanted to go explore more of the world, he wanted to learn.

He was around the globe, writing on his diary about his adventures and was once told he should make his journaling into a book, he rejected but had second thoughts "It might not be too bad" so he accepted and made his adventures into a book series which was backed up with proof to those who doesn't believe him.

"The Robotic Menace Unleashed: Felix's Heroic Quest"

"Snowstorm Savior: A Christmas Adventure"

"Feline and Feather: A Pirate's Plunder"

Weird stories, right? But all has real time photos, and with a bit of exaggeration, he was able to be famous because of his adventures, but it wasn't fun for the cat himself, during his time adventuring, he gotten bruises and permanent scars. Each scar told a traumatizing tale. The ones that got him the most fame, was the scar of the fire tiger in the fan favorite book 25: "The Lost Letter of Princess Oriana" he was attacked and was brutally injured leaving a large scratch mark on his right hip to his stomach, he looked and spoke braver than anyone but in reality, he was very afraid. Felix was on the verge of death. But from a miracle, he came out on top and slayed the tiger, after saving the princess, he came back to his camp-post scared and still injured from the attack, he isn't all inevitable Y'know.

The other was his eye scar. The most frightening story Felix has ever wrote. Famously known as "Best Friends and Blood Tears" where Felix got a distressed call from a young boy, telling him that his town needed help, as heading towards the incapacitated town he saw someone he never knew was gonna be against him, his childhood best friend, Colin, both were close, very, and enslaving a town to close to enslaving humanity was terrifying for Felix, he tried to stop his friends actions and as it started to get bloodier, he broke and shouted cold words, he got aggressive and so did Colin. With a bright light.

Blood spilled out of his face, blood covering his eye.

His own best friend.

After that he and Colin fought till the death leaving the world in shambles, until he was banished away and never to be seen again.

That scar was permanent, it was visible.

After the 2012 type apocalypse, he rushed back home to his father, knowing he would never see him again as the house was collapsed and on flames, the only thing was left, was the hat.

Now let's talk about present Felix

He's no longer the happy cat everyone knew him as, he was paranoid and was diagnosed with depression at the age of 23, the death of his father and innocence took a toll on him, the only people he got left was Sheba and his nephews.

He's willing to keep the legacy and the family name alive and still running. Even with depression, he kept going and pulling to explore more, his curious mindset was all over the place. His fans were telling him to retire because of his issues but he rejected them "I'm fine! I promise" He kept denying he needed rest, he was Felix the Cat for crying out loud! the world's protector and adventurer, almost everyone knows him. But he has been guilting himself so much for his father's death, he almost feels like ending it all, the day he leaves earth was the day he meet Bendy and Boris, that's how the story begins

He is a good, sweet man with a golden heart who turns heartless if spoken wrongly. A bi-curious old man is still going around the world and bringing imagination to life among all ages.

Relationship

His and the gang's relationship is Father bondly, he acts like a protective parent towards each of them since he's the oldest going by a whooping 27 years old. He's always kind to them and comes to their aid if needed.

His and Oswald (with the circus) has a very healthy friendship, both understand each other well, I didn't make Felix all lovey dovey towards someone who had their heartbroken from a lost loved one, they have a deep connection and it's unbreakable, although Oswald tends to forget Felix is someone else and not his wife but he understands because he's still recovering after 5 years.

He and Sheba always have each other's back no matter what life throws at em both, Sometimes in life, She would accompany him in his adventures.

#babtqftim #character description #character info #felix the cat #InkMachineChronicles

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Posterity - Chapter 1

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Damian has formed an unhealthy attachment to you. My Father and I believe it is time to put your plan into action in Gotham. You will be leaving immediately.”

“Alright, I’ll just grab my stuff and say goodbye.”

“Your belongings have been packed and Felix here will escort you. There will be no time for goodbyes.”

“No, you can’t do that. He-”

“If you wish to protect him from requiring a dip in the Lazarus pit, you will leave immediately and cease all contact with my son. The same warnings stand if you have a change of heart and decide to tell his father of his existence before the League is ready for him to know.”

“Dick was right, you are a bitch.”

“Felix.”

“Fuck off, I’m going.”

***

Jason had fled Gotham as fast as he could following news of the arrival of Bruce’s biological pup. Dick called, frantic upon returning to find Jason missing from the penthouse, but Jason made the excuse that Roy needed his help with an emergency and Dick had let it go as long as he kept him in the loop. Roy hadn’t pried about what was going on, just let him crash in his spare room, reassured Dick he was fine and reminded him that he was here if Jason wanted to talk about what it was that was bothering him.

Then, just as he’d worked up the courage to go home, Dick had called in tears to tell him that Bruce was dead.

Jason and Bruce had come to a tentative truce in recent years, but he still wasn’t prepared for the way the news seemed to steal all the air from his lungs. The green had come flooding out from where he’d buried it and by the time he came back to himself, he was standing in the ruined remains of Roy’s living room.

Roy had been rightfully pissed off, but he’d put it on a back burner when Jason broke down on him instead. Dick showed up the same night and Jason hadn’t had the heart to be pissed off at Roy for calling him.

Dick took one look at the state he was in and bundled them both into Jason’s nest in Roy’s spare room. He’d buried his face in the alpha’s throat and let himself break. Dick hadn’t held it together long after Jason started crying and they’d spent the next day just curled up together in a pile of blankets. But they were both too aware that they couldn’t ignore the rest of the world; especially now.

Dick had shifted first, softly asking if Jason would come home with him, like he knew Jason hadn’t been on a mission and something else was going on. Jason knew if he went back there would most likely be screaming (maybe a murder attempt if Talia had sunk her claws as far into Damian as he suspected), but he could deal with that. What he didn’t think he could deal with was the possibility that his pup - because no matter how much Talia and Ra’s had tried to prevent it, Damian was his - that his pup, instead of kicking and screaming and demanding to know why he left, would simply pretend he had no idea who Jason was. Jason knew that would kill him a second time.

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#jaydick #jason todd #dick grayson #dickjay #dick grayson/jason todd #jaydickweek2024 #jaydickweek

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so cool to find hetalia fans from different countries! Where in Italy are you from? What headcanons do you have about the boys? And what human names do you use for them? I’m so curious!

Hi!

Technically I’m from Lombardy, but I’m from a town that’s riiiight on the border of Emilia-Romagna. So in terms of culture (and dialect), I have more in common with the nearby Emilian city than Milano. But I don’t live in Italy for a majority of the year, I actually live in France!

Anyways onto the more interesting stuff- some thoughts/headcanons on their names:

I use “Romano” and “Feliciano” for the twins’ human names! Both of these names originate from their childhoods

As was customary in Ancient Rome, Romano, being the eldest son (though still a twin ofc) would have gotten the same name as his father. Like Rome, his name was Publius Romilius Romanus (+ any agnomen or nickname that the people around him would use). As time went on, Romano stuck to his cognomen and it soon turned into “Romano”.

Feliciano’s childhood name was Gaius Romilius Felix, and over time Felix turned into Feliciano.

I like to think the twins use each other’s old, Roman names when they’re being petty with each other ebchbsd

A small tangent, but still related to names- in a lot of my human AUs Rome is technically “Romano Sr.” But I imagine his friends gave him the nickname Romolo (or Romulus, for the bit) and it’s stuck for years.

None of the brothers, Seborga included, have a middle name.

For modern last names, I currently use De Cesare but I’m still sorta on the fence about it? I do like it, but I wonder sometimes if I should go with something else. Also, I think the twins had different surnames pre-unification. I still haven’t decided on what they’d be, though.

There’s a lot more I could’ve gone into, especially with Roman naming conventions, their ancient/childhood names, etc. but I think I’ll leave that for a future post if people are interested in knowing more :o

I really do wanna share other headcanons but I’m sorta blanking rn because the question is very general 😅 If you or anyone else want me to talk about specific headcanons (pets, relationships, sillier things, historical stuff, etc. etc.) feel free to ask! Don’t be shy, I love talking about these idiots

#hetalia headcanons #hws romano #aph romano #hws italy #aph italy #aph veneziano #hws veneziano #hws rome #aph rome #telegram for tem #temmie thoughts #yes I'm a Polentona confirmed #I'm also half Russian- from the caucaus region

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THE PROGRESSION OF OSWALD’S FEELINGS TOWARDS FELIX

So during my first reading of The Inky Mystery, I found it a little rushed for Oswald to have agreed to something romantic with Felix in the far future, especially since I felt at the time that there weren’t many indicators of Oswald potentially having romantic feelings.

OH BUT DURING MY RE-READ….

It’s hard to tell AT FIRST if you aren’t paying attention especially with EVERYTHING ELSE going on in the story.

Here is how Oswald’s feelings toward Felix changes overtime before the confession, along with most of their interactions(warning-I am not counting the times where Felix is genuinely compared to Ortensia cause that isn’t fair)(please let me know if I miss anything)

Was the cat trying to watch out for Oswald’s son? How kind of him. “Hello.” Oswald greeted the cat with a smile. Felix blushed from the tip of his pointed ears to the end of his tail.(69)

Thank you so much. It means a lot to me that you treat my children so kindly.” His smile grew, and Felix felt himself heat up. “I really do hope we meet again very soon.”(69)

Ozzy, this is Boris, Cuphead, and Mugman.” Mickey indicated the three behind him. “And that over there is Alice and Holly, and you remember--”

“Felix! Nice to see you again!” Ozzy walked over to the cat with a bright smile. Felix ducked and flushed.

“Hello, Oswald,” Felix murmured. “Glad to see you’re doing well.”(85)

The rabbit sighed and scratched his ear. “I want to believe you, Felix. Sorry, I’m worried, and I can get hot headed,” he apologized, his sharp eyes turning gentle again.(88)

He had to admit after reading one of Felix' books as a bedtime story, he was colored impressed. He wondered how much was true and how much was embellished. It was hard to imagine the soft spoken man as this grand adventurer.(101)

“Mr. Oswald, hi.” The wolf kid waved with an uncertain smile. Oswald crossed his arms.

He was still getting used to talking again and didn’t really enjoy it, but he couldn’t stay quiet anymore either. It would devastate Mick and the kids if he went silent again.

That didn’t mean he had to be courteous to these people, though.

“We came by to look at the hole and see if we could do anything to help.” Felix stepped up. “We may have an idea of where Mickey’s at too.” Oswald raised a brow but pushed the door open.(101)

“Mr. Oswald,” Felix called from outside his door. “W-we aren’t leaving immediately. If you want to come, we can discuss it. But there are somethings that have be taken care of in town first.”

He threw the door open to see the cat author jump in surprise.

“What’s so important that my brother has to wait!”

“We-well, you see, one of the hostage requests is a girl. We still haven’t talked to her yet, and she isn’t in the best health to travel either.” Felix shrugged helplessly. “We have to plan carefully if we want to save Mickey.” That...was true. He had a bad habit of jumping in without a plan.(101)

Oswald swallowed and nodded. “Fine. But I am coming. You leave me behind, and I will call the police and report all of you.”

Felix’ ears dropped and a strange sorrow entered his eyes. “Of course.” Oswald ignored the pang of guilt he felt for threatening the cat. They had all lied to him. He had nothing to feel bad about, but Felix had been a wonderful visitor and a friend. The kids adored him.

“I’m trusting you Felix,” Oswald found himself saying. He watched the cat’s ears perk and eyes light up.(101)

He felt a bit guilty since he had to admit he didn’t completely trust Felix, and the cat had been nothing but kind and understanding. (103)

Boris is right.” Felix smiled at Oswald gently. “Mickey is a very capable person. I’m sure we will be able to get him back right as rain.”

Oswald tried his best to smile for the kind cat. “Thanks.” (103)

Oswald raised a brow. “Oh really?” He glanced at Felix. “Then hopefully Felix will get me chance to prove myself soon.” Felix looked up from his paper, eyes wide.

“Uh? M-me?” He blinked.

“You’re the most famous adventurer here, after all.” Oswald pointed to the book Holly had. “So, you’re the one that hands out the adventure cards.” He shrugged. “Makes sense to me.”( 104)

Oswald shrugged Felix off and walked away without a word. He looked at Felix and turned. “Mr. Oswald!” Felix called after him. “Mr. Oswald!” The cat went to follow.(105) (it’s unclear what happened between them after this but Oswald is less antagonistic toward cup for the rest of the trip and Felix ended up going to save Mickey instead of the brush despite it being at first a desperate attempt to get ozzy to calm down so in my eyes it counts)

Okay! Let’s go!” Felix said as he pulled Mugs and Boris away by their neck-wear. Oswald watched in entertained and perplexed amazement. Bendy felt like he missed something(106)

Oswald!” Felix stood too. “Wait, there has to be a mistake! We--”

“It’s okay Felix. I can handle this. You fellas just rest and relax,” Oswald said(106)

We’re all in danger as long as this thing is ticking,” Felix said pityingly. Oswald grimaced and looked from the door to Felix and back again. He clenched a fist and banged it against the car wall.

“Fine!” he growled and turned on Bendy and Boris. “But you make sure you get him out safe!”(109)

Holy stars. We’re alive.” Oswald slumped against the wall. Felix stepped up and patted him on the shoulder.

“Nice job Oswald.” Felix smiled.

The rabbit snorted. “You can call me Ozzy after this. Hell, call me anything you want. That was absolutely insane.”( 110)

Felix. He had a new respect for the cat. Soft spoken and kind. He had a tough side too. The toon had been steely yesterday. He was definitely the adventurer from his books. Oswald could see it now.(112)

“If he’s a demon, what is stopping him from going on a rampage with them? Maybe attack the angel’s city or something. I mean, that would make a lot of sense.”

“And you think Felix would actually help with that?” Mickey raised his brows.

“Maybe he’s lying to all of them,” Oswald suggested.(112)

Oswald stayed still, eyes wide as he absorbed what had just happened. How Felix had reacted. Until he felt heat in his ears and face. No way.(112)

“Ozzy?” Felix asked and followed his glance to the other side of the long table. “Is everything okay?”

The rabbit sighed. It wasn’t his business. It really wasn’t. He was having a good night with his friends and brother.(125)

The inky crew seemed curious, especially cupface, but Oswald could ignore them. Almost. All but Felix.(125)

Oswald sighed. “Let me guess. You said or did something and you’re wondering if this is all your fault.”

Felix’ eyes widened. “How do you know?”

Oswald laughed. “Because that’s how a parent thinks.” He grinned. “And I knew you were close to them, Felix.” (149)

Felix scowled. “It’s nothing,” he grumbled and stomped to the sidewalk, the others on his tail.

“Don’t give me that!” Oswald said. “Now show me.”

Felix rolled his eyes and lifted his shirt. A couple pieces of glass and a long shallow cut above his scars. Oswald paled. “I’m fine,” Felix said again and sat on the sidewalk(150)

Hey Felix, seems like we’re in the same boat.” Oswald smiled. (156)

You just be the nice fella you’ve been and listen when someone wants to finally talk about it,” Oswald said and shut his eyes.

“You sound so wise,” Felix said and smiled(156)

Oswald shrugged. “I’ll be fine. Worry about the others.”

Felix nodded. “Thanks Ozzy. You’re a great help.”

The bunny blushed and lowered his chin. “It’s nothing.” (156)

“Don’t worry Felix. I’ll save anything good for you.” Oswald winked. The cat ducked and pulled his hat down.(162)

Oswald blinked. “Okay. Weird. Felix? What’s going o- Why do you have antlers ?” The adventurer had two perfectly mirrored deer antlers right between his ears.(248)

Just the entirety of them in 251 but here are some personal favorites:

“Doubts? You?” Oswald tilted his head, looking surprised.(251)

Oswald flushed and scratched the back of his head embarrassed. “It makes sense that I instantly felt a connection with you. I mean, I understand not getting along with your family and being burned in the past too.”(251)

Oswald winked. “After all, you’re a cussing charming fella. How could they not love that smile!”

Felix flushed. Oswald blinked and blushed himself. Felix coughed. “Thanks!” the cat said quickly to save both of them from an awkward silence. “I appreciate that. More than you know.”

Oswald’s face got even darker, his ears fell. “Don’t mention it.”(251)

Oswald’s cheeks flushed before he raised his nose. “Brillant, huh?”

“You’re everything you listed and then some. I hope I can shape up to be half the father you are,” Felix said.

Oswald grinned. “Go on.”

Felix paused a raised a critical brow.

Oswald smirked teasingly. “I never said anything about being humble.”

The two burst with laughter. (251)

Okay, okay,” Oswald wheezed. “We better go before anyone bangs the door down.”

“Well, you’d have to get off me first,” Felix pointed out. Oswald looked down and seemed to realize that he was straddling Felix.

“Ah! S-sorry! Oops, sorry! Haha!” The rabbit's face darkened (251)

Oswald's eyes widened. Felix attempted to escape to the door, but a hand closed around his wrist. “Hey,” Oswald said, his tone had dropped. Felix glanced back to see the handsome bunny watching him intensely. “H-how about lunch tomorrow? I’ll buy.”

What was with that look? “Okay,” Felix agreed, feeling both excited and a little nervous. “What’s the occasion?”

Oswald smiled, but his eyes didn’t soften. “Does there need to be one?”(251)

The hand on his shoulder squeezed before pulling back. “Bendy and Boris need me. In a lot of ways, now more than ever.” He looked up to see Oswald's smile soften into something warmer(256)

Felix raised a brow. “You’d go into Hell for me?”

Oswald folded his arms behind his head. “Well yeah, Feels. You’d do that for me. I know you would. You’re amazing so I’m just trying to keep up.”

Felix felt his face heat up, and he laughed. “You keep up with me? Hahaha! Ozzy, I thought I needed to try to keep up with you!”

“M-me!” Oswald chuckled. “Well, I’ll be.” (262)

“He’s actually quite the fella. Super smart, fast, funny, bashful, and you’d think he’s all quiet but no. He is full of surprises! Right when I think I have him figured out, there’s a new twist. He can really keep me on my toes. But he’s a good fella. No, a great one. He’s trying to adopt those boys and it’s not easy. I’ve been trying to help and I swear they make those documents as dry as possible in hopes you’d give up! But Felix is smart. Smarter than me. And you should see the look in his eyes when he gets mischievous. You aren’t ready for it since he seems like such a nice strait-laced fella but he can be a real schmuck if he wants to!”(268).

#the inky mystery #babtqftim #qftim #qftim felix #felix the cat #oswald the lucky rabbit #felix x oswald #oswald x felix #idek how to tag this stuff #I think this is the first time I’ve made my own post about it #anyway read the inky mystery #it’s a long ride but it’s got some great worldbuilding!!!

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