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#ironically i think want someone to tell me that i'm being crazy just so i can tell them to fuck off. it's not like i don't know or that i
ncis-nerd · 11 days
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But Daddy I Love Him
ship: older!natasha romanoff x younger!reader. wanda maximoff x natasha romanoff.
warnings: angst, no happy ending, mentions of cheating, older nat, jerk nat, younger reader, wanda is kinda a dick, age gap, arguing, being ignored.
a/n: happy ttpd day!!
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"I'm done with being your second choice Natasha. Just because I am younger than you, it doesn't mean you can just go off with other women because you're scared to admit that they are what you are looking for. Someone older, more mature, someone you can relate to" Y/N exclaimed, her small frame against the older women's.
Her green eyes met y/n's gaze which only confirmed what y/n feared. "That's it? You aren't going to say anything?" Y/N spokes as she grabbed a suitcase from the closet.
"I'm so sick of Wanda! Don't think I didn't see all the ways she touched you. Her hands always on you whenever the two of you were together. I'll tell you this Natasha. I'd rather burn my whole life down, Than listen to one more second of all this bitchin' and moanin'" Y/N threw her arms up in protest and huffed.
"Where are you gonna go." Natasha spoke dismmisingly. She doesn't think you'll actually do it. You have no where to go, no one to go to. Her eyes watering at the slight chance that you may be serious.
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Natasha had an award dinner and she asked you last minute to come. It was odd she didn't ask you earlier in advance because they usually know about these things at least 6 months in advance with scheduling and whatnot. But you didn't think much of it. Because you didn't want to accept the alternative.
You came as her date but it sure didn't feel like it. You were the youngest there, all the avengers were at least 10 years ahead of you. It didn't help that your girlfriend left you to fend for yourself, your eyes stuck on her and Wanda. Natasha threw her head back, laughing. Wanda's hand on her shoulder. Their prolonging eye contact. The way they looked at each other. It gave you a bad feeling in your gut but you pushed it away.
No, I'm not coming to my senses. I know it's crazy. But he's the one I want.
You refused to accept it. She said she'd never let it come between you guys. That your age difference would never break you up. She lied. You rose up from the table but no one even noticed, everyone engrossed in their conversation. A stray tear fell from your glassy eyes.
You made your way to the bathroom. Attempting to keep your composure, they already think you're immature, you don't want them to see you as a baby on top on that.
You looked at yourself in the large glass window. You looked at your reflection. Your dress glistened in the light. The door swings open. It's Wanda. Of course she was the one who noticed you missing. Ironic isn't it.
"Y/N" she spoke, her voice filled with fake concern but a hint of guilt. You refused to meet her eyes, not willing to give her that sense of comfort. "Y/N, I'm not going to lie to you just because you're younger than us. I like Natasha. And honestly it feels like she is into me too. There's nothing I can say to make you feel better but I assure you I would never make a move on her while the two of you are together. I promise." Her eyes met yours in the mirror.
"I have money, I know you don't have anywhere to go but if you and Natasha should split, please call me. I don't want to on your own, fending for yourself. I can help you get an apartment or something." Wanda offered.
I just learned these people try and save you'. Cause they hate you
Of course, of course she wants to "take care of you". Because you're the little fragile thing who can't handle heartbreak. She just wants to make a move on Natasha, this is a ton of bullshit. You press your nails into your hand. You smile politely and say a simple thank you. Not wanting to cause a scene and give Natasha more of a reason to leave you.
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Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me. And counteract the chemistry. And undo the destiny.
Her hand reaches for my shoulder, to stop me from leaving. "That won't work anymore, Natasha. I'm calling Wanda. She offered to help me get an apartment." You spewed out, reaching for the door. It hurt. You no longer called her Natty, the sweet nickname you had gave her when your relationship was in an earlier stage. A simpler stage where you didn't have to question if she wanted to be with you.
You slammed the door behind you, goodbye Natasha.
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margotw10bis · 1 month
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Pretty Baby.KNJ [m]
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(former) sugardaddy!namjoon x (former) sugarbaby!reader
Genre: smut; short-story
Words: 3.5k
Synopsis: Namjoon is your sugar daddy. However, you can't deny how your heart is jumping in your chest when he calls you his "pretty baby"… But what happens after?
Warnings: angst; unprotected sex; oral sex ; Namjoon is huge 😳; he loves ass; use of "daddy"; pregnancy kink/breeding kink
1 → 2 → 3 (Bonus : Memories ; Doubts & Possibilities)
This part takes place after chapter 3.
This can't be happening. There is no way. You have been careful, very careful even. So why is the pregnancy test positive?
You don't know what to feel right now. You're panicked but also beyond happy to know that you have Namjoon's baby in your belly. However, panic takes the most of you. How will Namjoon react? Yes, you have known him for over a year now but it only has been four little months since you have confessed your feelings and started a 'real' relationship. Won't he think you're trying to cage him? It's way too soon to have a baby. Too soon in your relationship and too soon in your life.
You already imagined your future, and Namjoon was certainly a part of it — a huge part of it. You imagined that, someday, maybe in a few years, you'll get married and then, a few years later, you could have children together. You don't want a family with someone other than Namjoon but it wasn't supposed to be now.
You need time to think. You're way too overwhelmed right now. That's why you send a text to Namjoon, saying that you're too tired tonight and you prefer to stay in your apartment. Well, the apartment he has bought you. Fuck, if he doesn't want the baby, where are you going to live?
You spend the evening crying and caressing your belly in where a little human being already has all your love until you fall asleep.
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"Are you serious?"
Seokjin looks at his friend with rounded eyes. He has known him for years and he has never thought that Namjoon would tell him that one day. He definitely has to take another sip of his whiskey. He doesn't even hear the lounge music of the bar.
"Yes, I don't want to wait any longer. I think it could be a great Christmas present"
"I'm happy for you, man" Seokjin starts with a wince "But don't you think she wants to wait?"
"What do you mean?" Namjoon frowns
"You're 36. You have been crazy, you have lived your youth. It's just normal you're ready to settle down" Ironic when Seokjin is older than Namjoon but absolutely not willing to settle down "But she is, what? 26?"
"25" Namjoon mumbles
"25! Just think about how you were at 25! Did you want to get married?" Seokjin asks
He is not wrong. When Namjoon was 25, all he could think about was fucking hot chicks. He would run away as fast as possible if a girl wanted to even have a date. But you're different than him, right? You don't want to fuck around and you won't run away when he asks you to marry him. Right?
"Look, I'm not saying that to hurt you but I just think you should wait a little longer. She could feel pressured" Seokjin adds as he pats his friend's shoulder
Namjoon sighs and decides that he would get drunk tonight.
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A loud noise coming from the entrance wakes you up. You look at your phone: it's almost three am. You hear a deep growl and recognize Namjoon. You walk to him and witness a very drunk boyfriend of yours — soon to be your baby daddy. He almost can't stand on his feet and he is swinging dangerously as he is trying to take off his shoes.
"Namjoon?"
He lifts up his head and a bright — yet, drunkly lazy — smile paints his face. Your heart melts of how happy he seems to be.
"Baby!"
You quickly join him to prevent his big body from hitting the floor.
"Let me help you" You say before taking off his shoes
You tug him onto your side and lead him to the bed where he falls immediately.
"You seem to have had a great night" You tell him, caressing his blond hair
"Awful" He pouts
"How come?" You smile, amused of how young he looks
"You weren't there" He genuinely answers
Fuck, you love him so much. But a lump chocks your throat when you think that, maybe, he will reject you soon. You instinctively put your hand over your stomach. Thankfully, Namjoon is too drunk to notice it.
"You should take off your clothes and go to bed" Your voice is weak and broken
"You little hussy"
You roll your eyes and try to unbutton his shirt but it's not easy to do when Namjoon's hands find their way underneath your top. You start to panic a little when you feel his fingertips on your stomach, which it's ridiculous since your belly is completely flat. You stop his palms and push them away. You are not in the mood for sex. And Namjoon is way too drunk anyway. He is half sleeping by the time you finish undress him. You snuggle against him and try to forget everything else except him.
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"Is something wrong?" Namjoon asks you with furrowed brows
"No" You lie
You try to give him a smile and hold your towel tighter against your body. You definitely knew he was going to notice something's off: you haven't had sex since you found out you were pregnant and confirmed it with an appointment with your doctor — you even had an ultrasound of your four weeks little bean during which you cried like a baby. That means nine days. You have never spent nine fucking days without sex if Namjoon wasn't gone for a business trip. Never. Especially since you've become an official couple. And more than that, you don't even let Namjoon touch you. Like right now, when he saw you naked in the bathroom and you quickly covered your bare frame with a soft and fluffy towel.
If you are doing that out of an irrational fear of Namjoon finding out the truth, in Namjoon's head, Seokjin's words start making sense. Maybe his friend was right and you just want to have fun. You're young. Maybe you don't want a serious relationship and you are planning of breaking up with him. The last days without sex might be your way of sending a message and letting him down slowly. It's so painful to imagine his life without you. It took him thirty-six years to find you and the year he has spent with you is not enough. A whole life wouldn't be enough.
"Don't lie to me, Y/N. Tell me what's wrong" Namjoon's voice is soft despite the whole earthquake of panic inside him — he is not ready to be brokenhearted
"I'm just tired, that's all" What a terrible liar are you
Namjoon's fists clench. Why don't you tell him? Don't you trust him? Or are you trying to push him away for good? The thought is so painful.
"I love you" He suddenly says
You look up at him in surprise. He just needs you to know that. No matter what happens. He loves you. Even if you're going to break his heart. Fuck, he is such a good man and your hormones are messing with you. You start crying so loud, big rounded tears rolling down your cheeks. Namjoon begins to panic, did he say something wrong? He hugs you tight and rubs your back which makes you cry louder.
"I'm so sorry" You sob in his chest
"What do you mean?" Namjoon asks with a white voice, his brain imagining all kinds of scenarios of you falling in love with another man
"I'm pregnant" You whisper with a broken voice
It's worse when you feel Namjoon's body tensing against yours. Did he hear well?
"You what?" He asks, gulping
"I'm pregnant" You repeat with difficulty
When you're about to convince yourself that you're going to end up all alone with a baby due to his painful silence, Namjoon surprises you by hugging you tighter.
"I love you so much, Y/N" His voice is shaky due to happy tears
Are you really going to make him a father? Sure, he wanted to have kids with you but not now. He just had his fantasy deep in the back of his head but it was like a distant dream. However, he couldn't be happier right now. You, the woman he loves more than anything, have his baby inside you.
He pulls away just to kiss you deeply. He looks into your eyes and he sees the relief in them. That's why you pushed him away lately, because you were afraid. If you knew how happy Namjoon is right now.
"I love you so fucking much" He repeats, making you smile
"I love you too" Your tears shift to happy and relieved ones
His reaction is better than anything you could have imagined. You wonder why you didn't trust him. Namjoon is a good man, he is the man you love. And now, you can't wait to have his baby.
He presses his forehead against yours but his euphoria takes control over his body. He unwraps the towel around you and looks at your stomach, still flat despite the fact you have his fucking baby in you. He didn't think he could love you more and then, he does. His hands caress your belly and then move to your ass. He moans at the feeling of finally being able to squeeze it after nine days.
"Now, I'm going to make love to you" He announces with a raspy voice that goes straight to your pussy
He lifts you up, making you gasp in surprise, and leads you to the bed. He lays you there delicately and starts kissing your neck. Your hands find his soft hair. You missed his touch so much. Shivers run through your body when Namjoon's lips travel down to your boobs. Your nipples are already erected and he rolls his tongue around it. His hand grabs your other tit, twisting and pinching your sensitive nipple. You moan and feel your pussy getting impossibly wet.
Namjoon creates a wet path with his kisses, going down. He stays more than usual on your belly to kiss and rub it. The gesture is so soft that you almost cry.
"I love you little one" He whispers "And I love your mom so much"
Your heart jumps in your chest. It's the first time you realize that you're going to be a mom. The fact that Namjoon calls you that creates all kinds of emotions inside you. You can't describe it but it's very intense.
Namjoon keeps going down and reaches your soaked pussy. He kisses your clit, making you open your mouth by pleasure. His expert tongue draws patterns that make you feel so good. Your back arches to feel him more. He takes big laps of your juices, moaning against your pussy of how good you taste. One of his hand takes a full grab of your ass while the other one teases your entrance. You clench at the emptiness but Namjoon still doesn't enter you.
"Please" You beg
Namjoon smirks and finally digs one finger into your wet pussy. The nine days without sex made your cunt tighter than usual. You groan loud when he quickly adds another finger. He is fingering you fast and deep, making sure to find your g-spot.
You whimper when Namjoon sucks on your clit harder. Pleasure is fogging your brain. You roll up your hips to meet his fingers and tongue better. You grab Namjoon's hair and basically rub your pussy against his face. Nine days without his touch were like torture and you can't wait any longer. You need him, you need all of him. And you moan when you know that you can have it.
"You love fucking my face, don't you baby?" Namjoon teases you
His words are so scandalous but you love it — both his words and fucking his face.
"I want to cum" You shout with a high pitch voice
"Do it, baby" Namjoon says while he presses deeper on your g-spot
"Right here!" You gasp
Namjoon knows you so well, he presses even more, digging his fingers deeper into your pussy. Your walls clench around his digits and his tongue is crazier on your clit. Fuck, he is good. Your toes curl and you bury his face deeper between your legs as you are reaching your high. Namjoon's name escapes your lips in a scream impossible to withhold. But you start shaking when Namjoon doesn't stop nor slow his moves. The overstimulation is too much to bear and you tug on his soft hair harder, making him growl. When spams run over your body and your legs try to close around his head, Namjoon stops his delightful torture.
"I missed you cumming" He tells you before reaching up to kiss you, giving you a taste of your juices
He gets rid of his clothes fast and you blush at his huge cock. Your hand moves by itself and you delicately wrap your fingers around his fat length. The velvet skin is so smooth and Namjoon seems to love your touch since he twitches in your fist. You slowly jerk him off and he closes his eyes in delight. Yeah, he missed having sex so bad.
You guide him to your entrance and Namjoon pushes his tip inside your pussy. You moan as you feel him filling you. He buries himself deep inside you. He kisses you as he is resting without moving a few seconds, knowing how much his cock is stretching you right now. He intertwines your fingers on both sides of your head and you wrap your legs around him to hug him tighter. His slow pace is so good, building up the tension inside your body. You feel him and all his moves into your pussy. He is so intense, yet so soft, his thumbs caressing the back of your hands.
"I guess you'll get to call me daddy again" He jokes but it actually makes you clench around his cock
"Fuck me harder, daddy" You moan, to tease him but also because you do love when he fucks you hard
Namjoon growls and lifts up to pound into you faster and deeper. His sensual pace is long gone and he just fucks you rough like you love. Your tits bounce at each dick stroke, attracting Namjoon. He can't help grabbing one of your boobs, pinching your nipple hard to make you whine and clench your pussy.
"My little baby mama" His words make your walls tighten and moan "Shit, you love this, don't you?" Namjoon says in a breathe, surprised and pleased
Fuck, why does it make you so horny? Your walls tighten and Namjoon loves how you react. Having his baby is making you clench around his big dick and he loves it. His eyes lock on your belly and he can't wait to see it big and round, full of his baby. He almost cums when he thinks about everyone knowing he fucked you so good that he put a baby in you.
He pounds deeper, making your skins clap in a sinful way. You caress his flexing abs with your fingertips and you still can't believe Namjoon is your man. He is so fucking handsome. He fucks you so good. You gesture him to kiss you and he does. Your lips connect in a messy way but you don't care as long as you can kiss him.
"I love you" You whisper
"I love you too, pretty baby"
You feel Namjoon's hand on your belly and your orgasm is close. Your moans get choked and your head roll back.
"You gonna make me cum" You say, making Namjoon pump rougher into your tight and dripping cunt
"Come on baby, cum on daddy's cock"
Your legs squeeze Namjoon's body and you pussy clenches, your orgasm very much on the edge. He gives you a last hard pound and you fall down into high.
"Fuck, Namjoon!" You scream when a huge wave of arousal washes over you, making you forget your name
Namjoon kisses your neck and shoulder, waiting for you to reach down to Earth. You lazily caress his sticky hair and hum in happiness. You are happy right now. Because of him, because of his love, of his touch. And also because of the little baby inside you.
Namjoon rolls over and places you on top of him. He slaps your ass to urge you to ride him. His huge cock is deep in you, immediately touching the right spot. You take support on his buff chest and start jumping on his dick. Little whimpers escape your lips as your head rolls back in pleasure. Namjoon looks at your perfect body: your jolting boobs, your soft belly, your thighs around his pelvis and your glistening pussy taking his cock so well.
His hands grabs your asscheeks to settle the pace. He makes you ride him rough, wet clapping sounds echoing the bedroom.
"Fuck" You moan
"You are so beautiful" He praises you and your heart melts "I can't believe you're having my baby"
You tenderly smile at him, slowing your pace so you can caress his cheek with one of your hand. Your tenderness is definitely one of the things Namjoon loves the most about you. He kisses your hand before you place it back on his chest.
"I can't believe you put a baby in me" You reply and you get the hint that Namjoon loves it since you feel his cock twitch in your cunt "You fucked me so good that I have your baby now"
You have never seen Namjoon so proud, happy and horny at the same time. He lifts up his torso so he can stay in a sit position. His hand grabs the back of your neck and he presses his lips on yours, claiming you.
"I'm going to put so many babies in you, Y/N. Everyone will see who fucks you" He growls and you clench
Fuck, his words are so crude yet so tempting.
"I can't wait to see your big belly full of my child"
Namjoon starts thumping into your cunt and you have to grab his shoulders to stay still under his rough moves. Your walls tighten again and you bring one of your hands down to rub your clit.
"That's it baby, make yourself cum" Namjoon spurs you
"Fuck me harder" You beg him
Namjoon delivers a harsh spank on your ass, making you clench as he pounds harder and deeper. At each rub of your fingers on your clit, your cunt gets tighter. You are so close, you can't even breathe evenly.
"I'm gonna cum, Joonie" You say breathlessly
"Go ahead"
Namjoon kisses you, swallowing your loud moans as you're cumming all over his cock. Your body shivers and Namjoon keeps his pace. You whimper when you feel how sensitive your pussy is after three orgasms but you want Namjoon to cum too. You roll your hips as he fucks you, spurring him to fill you up.
"Put another baby in me" You tease him
He hides his face in your neck and bites your skin gently. You don't know how much he loves it. He is close too, his unsteady moves making you know.
"My baby mama" He whispers with a last, harsh, deep dick stoke and throw his hot shots of cum inside your wet and messy pussy
Both breathless, you keep hugging each other tight. Tears fill your eyes again when you realize that Namjoon is by your side and that he loves you and the little human inside you.
"Hey, baby, don't cry" He soothes you as he kisses your nose
"I love you so much, Namjoon. And I was so stressed the last days" You confess, feeling finally lighter
"I love you too. Believe me when I say I'm so happy. The happiest man alive. You make me so happy. Actually..."
Namjoon delicately pulls out and makes you sit on the bed. He goes to his abandoned suit vest on the floor. He grabs a little thing you can't identify. He quickly goes back to you and gives you a little box. Your heart, your breathe and pretty much everything stops as you open it and discover a beautiful and shiny ring.
"I wanted to give it to you on Christmas but you've beat me at the best gift" He says, playfully but also emotional
"What does it mean?" You ask in a whisper, you don't want to misinterpret it because your heart won't survive it
"Marry me. Please?" Namjoon's voice is soft but a little shaky
"You can't ask me to marry you after sex!" You exclaim, crying of how happy you are
"You told me you loved me while I was fucking your ass" Namjoon replies with a pout
"Namjoon!" You gasp, still embarrassed by the memory
"Can you please give me a respond? Because I'm not sure I can handle the stress anymore"
"Yes!"
You jump at him, kissing his lips, his cheeks, his nose, his forehead. Everything you can. You laugh and cry at the same time and Namjoon is nothing better. He grabs your shaky hand with his shaky one and slided the diamond ring onto your finger.
"I love you so much, Namjoon" You say with emotion cracking your voice
"I love you, pretty babies"
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pink-amethyst-tarot · 6 months
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♡ A L I C E I N W O N D E R L A N D ♡
Pick A Pile Reading ♡
General, Love, and What to look forward to readings for each pile.
Take What resonates and leave the rest and know that you're the one in control of your life at the end of the day. . . .
This PAP reading is inspired by my mutual and friend, @itsmealicehi
Thank you so much for the idea and for sharing your energy with me.
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♡ P I L E 1 ~ P I L E 2 ~ P I L E 3 ♡
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♡ p i l e 1 ♡ - Slow Down, you crazy child/ I can do bad all by myself
General: Four of Pentacles, Knight of Swords (Reversed), The Hanged Man, The Moon
Bottom of the Deck: Four of Wands
You might be feeling like there is no control in your life, so you are controlling the things that you can with an iron grip. Because of this, you have been punishing yourself, holding back your own progress. You may be presenting to the world that you have it all under control but on the inside, you feel like your life is falling apart. Right now, you are too in your own head. It's time to reach out to the person or people that you trust. Asl for advice or a helping hand. Right now, it's too hard to tell the forest from the trees. This is not the time to make decisions without care or thought. The life that you want is not that far out of reach. Slow Down. Don't forget to celebrate yourself.
Channeled Song: Vienna by Billy Joel
Love: Queen of Wands, Six of Pentacles (Reversed), Five of Cups, Eight of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Ten of Pentacles
For those in a relationship: The relationship started out amazing and this person promised you everything you could have ever wanted. Now, it seems like you have to pull teeth just to get some attention. This person is giving you love kernels to keep you but never enough to satisfy you. You may feel like because you've put in all this time and effort, you should stick it out. When someone shows you who they are, it's in your best interest to believe them. This person may say they are going to change all the time. But have they put in any effort? Have they done a 180? Or are they doing enough to keep the peace and then going back to square one like a conversation was never had? If you stay, it will only lead to disappointment, dissatisfaction and resentment. I think this person is holding you back from being your best and happiest self. You don't need anyone's help when it comes to being miserable. You can do bad all by yourself.
For those who are single: This is a warning to watch out for people that want to use you and have an unbalanced union with you. It will only hold you back and leave you unhappy and unsatisfied.
Channeled song: I Can Do Bad All by Myself by Mary J. Blige (this song don't have a studio version and I'm still so upset about it! We need to call Tyler Perry and Mary J. Blige.)
What To Look Forward To: The Hermit, Seven of Swords, Two of Cups, Queen of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Six of Pentacles
You have been moving in silence, making plans and moving strategically. You are crafting new opportunities, not just for yourself, but for people in your life. You will be giving gifts once you have reached your desired level of success. I think you are going to meet someone that adds to your success as well. Though this is romantic for some of you, that isn't the case for everyone so take it how it resonates with you. It will be like you can read each other's mind. I definitely this person is a part of your soul family.
♡ p i l e 2 ♡ - It'll be all over in the morning
General: Six of Wands, Wheel of Fortune, Two of Wands (Reversed), The Hierophant, Seven of Pentacles
Bottom of the Deck: Queen of Swords
The hardships that you have faced are over! Because you did not let them break you, it has made you better and stronger, despite all that you have been through. The tides are turning in your favor because you never gave up even when it seemed like things would never be any different. You kept your faith. You may feel hesitant to move forward because the unknown is scary and you've already faced so much adversity but, trust your intuition and reach out to your spirit guides. They love you and they are here for you. Know that you can move forward with protection, and you will be led to abundance and long-term successes.
Channeled Song: Ain't No Need To Worry by The Winans (I will say this is a gospel song, so if you think that will trigger you as someone with religous trauma, don't listen to it.)
ain't no need to worry bout // what the night is gonna bring // it'll be all over in the morning //
Love: Nine of Pentacles, Six of Cups, Judgement (Reversed), King of Pentacles, Six of Wands (Reversed)
It seems like you are happy being single but it looks like you are getting an offer from someone kind, maybe someone from your past. In my mind, I see someone that was a close childhood friend or maybe you went to school with and you knew or knew of each other. Don't be too harsh on this person. It's good to have high standard and knowing your worth, but no one is perfect. Even perfect fruit can have bruises. Even if this person is everything you ever wanted and dreamed of, they are still a person that is living life, just like you. Know that this person is great and great for you, flaws and all. You will feel cared for, loved, safe and so much more. There is a change you will let your ego get in the way. Don't let it. It will slow down the progress of your relationship or even ruin it all together. Know that letting your ego in the way means losing the love that you so deeply deserve. You are safe with this person. Let your guard down.
Channeled Song: Renegade by Big Time Machine ft Taylor Swift (This channeled song is a little different because it's from your person to you.)
are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these? // and let all your damage damage me? // and carry your baggage up my street? // and make me your future history? //
What to Look Forward To: Ace of Pentacles, Six of Wands (Reversed), Ten of Pentacles (Reversed), Queen of Wands, Temprance (Reversed), Justice
You have some exciting new opportunities coming up as well as some things from the past you have to finally acknowledge. This is going to shake up your world. I think you may want to do some self care at this time. Grounding yourself will be really important. Know that whatever this is, you can handle this. You have been through worse. You are strong and capable. You are going to feel unbalanced and like you need to rush to make a decision. Other people may be pushing you to make a decision. Don't worry about that or about them. Take your time and do what is best for you. You will get all that you deserve; all that you have worked for.
♡ p i l e 3 ♡ - You're built different
General: Temprance, Ten of Pentacles (Reversed), Queen of Wands, The Devil (Reversed), Justice
Bottom of the Deck: Two of Pentacles
You don't need to be what others want you to be. I see that, right now, you are at peace and balanced but you're being pressured, either by other people or by your own thoughts, to "get yourself together". The thing is though, YOU ALREADY HAVE IT ALL TOGETHER! You are doing things in an unconventional way and that freaks people out and makes them worried because they can't gage the likely outcome. That's not any of their business and you can't make how they feel about your life your problem. Stay on the path you are on if that is what will make you happy. Be confident in your choices. Act courageously even when you are terrified. The things that are meant for you will find you. The life you want may not be the status quo, but it's yours. Isn't the enough?
Love: King of Pentacles, Seven of Cups (Reversed), Five of Wands, Ace of Pentacles, Five of Pentacles, Queen of Cups
Someone is coming in to offer you a long-term commitment. In the past, you have been offered similar offers, only to end up in tense relationships where you ended up estranged and distant. This new person is different, and I think you are going to be able to tell. This will be something so new and so different. This relationship will be nurturing for the both of you. This will be one for the books. This person that is coming in is your soulmate and you will be shocked by how much a person's life can change just by meeting someone.
What to Look Forward To: Five of Swords (Reversed), Ten of Pentacles, King of Swords, King of Pentacles, Queen of Pentacles, Two of Wands
You've been doing shadow work and making changes, healing your inner wounds. That hard work is contributing to your long-term success and will help you clearly see the path that you are meant to take. Self-discipline is important but you are being asked to watch out for signs of perfectionism. It's not about the destination but about the journey. Speaking of journey, the stability that you have cultivated, you are ready to put your ideas into motion by making plans at this time. You can achieve the goals you have desired to achieve for a long time.
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seokjinsonlyone · 5 months
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most to least likely to want you to make the first move
tae: the thing about taehyung is that he's a coquettte like he 100% loves to be pursued like i swear this happened irl but it always feels like i'm making it up bc i can never find the post but i think in 2020 there was a time period of like a month or two and we missed him soooo bad and then one day he randomly popped up and was like yeah i be browsing through here but i ain't say nothing bc i liked seeing y'all say y'all miss me like 😐 so yeah he loves the thrill of it all he loves the thought of having you wrapped around his finger me thinks gonna tata mic in yo face until you have no choice but to conquer him
jk: we have him on record saying "if you want me, come get me" so there's that but also okay i know jk ain't super shy no more but at the same time social settings still aren't his forte like he still has trouble figuring out when to jump into conversations and you can definitely tell when he ain't got a single thought running through his brain so i feel like you initiating will take the pressure off also this man is literally a perfectionist and a procrastinator like i feel like he been done took so long to ask u out u not even interested no more gotta strike when the iron hot with this one skskkslks
joon: he loves people he loves making connections and he loves reciprocal energy so if he's feeling you and you reach out first i think he'd love that fr like someone bold not tiptoeing around him not afraid to express what they're feeling it's gon do it for him every time
suga: i bet yoon really doesn't mind either way like he's not afraid to go and get what he wants and he appreciates people with a similar mind set
jin: i don't think he's opposed to it it's just that he needs to have you figured out before there's any forward movement and then after he figures you out he needs to figure out how he feels about it and you if it's even worth progressing forward so if you were to interrupt that process by moving before he's ready it would confuse him and he'd be very hesitant bc he doesn't wanna just outright reject you but he doesn't wanna just go for it either LOL he just needs a lil time; if he already knew how he felt about you however you making the first move would be awesome it'd save him some time and energy
hobi: he wouldn't be mad at it right but i feel like he's more traditional with it like ugh i love him so much he's such a gentleman so i feel like he'd wanna do the whole asking out pick you up for your first date at your doorstep bouquet of flowers in tow like he doesn't mind you being bold so if u wanna be an obvious flirt or whatever do yo thang but i do think he wants to take the lead
jimin: don't get me wrong i know jimin likes to be liked he likes to know that you know he knows you like him 100% but i get the feeling he likes the allure of the chase even more like you coming on to him may intrigue him for a good time but if you really want him i get the feeling that you gotta play the long game like very much give and take tease play his game until he has no choice but to give into it
a/n: luh calm post sumn breezy sumn light sksskls crazy thing about this is i've had this idea and ranking in my drafts for like a year and then this morning i scrolled past and was like huh that makes sense and then my brain kicked into gear and told me why LOL sorry i'm slow as molasses but take this snack as apology and i maybe 👀 hopefully 🙏 may have something a little more substantial before the year ends <3
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georgiapeach30513 · 2 months
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I'll be honest, while Deuxmoi always and still does post a ton of BS, thanks to the development of this never-ending saga...I'm starting to really feel like she's been used intentionally to push this narrative along all the way from the very beginning. Aka 2021.
A very out there theory but hear me out: Early on, the fandom had the general consensus DM was BS. Especially in regards to CE. Because DM was the one that first started spreading his super secret GF nonsense back in 2021, right before the introduction of Soba Saga. Her almost nonsensical rants about her having legit sources on this secret GF - while doing weekly podcasts where she insisted she never got any intel on him because his circle was so tight knit (interesting how that suddenly changed out of nowhere when someone showed up) - just made her seem like crazy cat lady gossip conspiracy Marjorie Taylor Greene on steroids.
She was the first to post that "dating Soba for over a year and everyone in PT/her circle knows about it" in early 2022.
They go public in late 2022. 2023 There's some Sunday Spotted (I could be wrong) vDAY post about CE and "fiancé" being seen in town at dinner (sounds very similar to the most recent vDay sighting). That was about 10 months before the super secret wedding and there had been no announcement of being engaged, minus the Tumblr blogs and random third rate tabloids and troll twitter accounts passing on the rumors. DM starts spreading around the same time some Tumblr blogs get the intel about secret engagement, wedding, rift in the family, people on his side not liking Soba, etc. Eventually it is revealed DM was right all along???? In a complete turn of events her credibility goes from zero to 1 (grudgingly of course, while she continues to spill BS daily)
Meanwhile, DM gets the first RPatz sighting with Scarlett and crew at dinner. Nobody believed it - as Nancy mentioned, it just seemed too farfetched with the way that restaurant was set up.
Then in early 2024 we get an actual RPatz sighting with with Soba/CE, and separately, sightings with Scarlett and Colin. Now there's more "credibility" to that random other sighting even if it still can't be proven.
Now...possible project with RPatz and CE's name circulating. Maybe just gossip fodder, maybe some truth to it. Time will tell. Coincidences once again.
DM gets the sighting of CE in LA with Russos. He actually confirms that one himself a month later.
Simultaneously, DM gets random sightings of CE doing other stuff where soba is not mentioned. Nobody knows really what to believe anymore.
But for every 15 BS things she posts, she actually gets 1-2 right. It starts to completely make her a hit or miss source but enough to get people riled up and worried if/when she gets something related to CE/Soba.
In a way, this strategy, if it were to have any salt to it, is kinda interesting. It also sort of enforces the idea of possible foul play. Because if CE is truly in such a happy, private, loveful relationship, why use somebody as uncouth as DM to throw out breadcrumbs? Especially since, in the past, his fanbase and most Tumblr blogs believed it was only legit if it came from someone like People Mag (his team's go-to). Ironically, Page 6 has been getting most of the exclusive scoops this time around, in addition to weird low rate tabloids that eventually make its way to the top.
I know I sound like crazy qanon conspiracy theorist, but I guess people see what they wanna see. But for the people who believe this relationship isn't as genuine as some want to believe, it kind of tracks that somebody's PR team pushing this out in ways to sort of make you wonder, question, and push back on the validity. Just enough to make you think, maybe, maybe there's something going on BTS that they're not saying but they're kinda telling. But you'll never know what the truth is. At least not for now.
I do find DM’s role since 2023 to be very interesting indeed. You missed nothing. Not one thing. She’s made herself be credible enough during this, but also, she’s questionable. So of course, take everything she says with a grain of salt.
I made this comment a bit ago to someone else, he still uses People. Who got the Jinx articles first. Think about that for a moment. He. Just him.
As far as the last paragraph, what I will say is celebrities need to be talked about. Good or bad, they need the press. They need to be in the front of people’s minds. What better way to have them in people’s minds, and to have fans talk about something long past their expiration date than by playing a game. PR has become such a hot topic word, and I think very few people even understand it. But to me, if you’re having to play so many games, what really is real? Live your life. Isn’t that what we continue to be told they’re doing?
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neverchecking · 8 months
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NSFW Alphabet- Four
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He's pretty good, all things considered! So, I like to write Four as one solid conscious until he splits, so saying that, like he's smart. He knows what he's doing. He's a little disoriented after he cums, but after a moment he's up and on the move. He also has a set routine but it's more because he likes the order he does things. He doesn't mean to, it just happens.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
On himself? Honestly? His biceps. And I will take this to my fucking grave, but I, honest to God, whole-heartedly believe that this man has biceps of fucking iron. Have you seen a blacksmith's build? they have arms. And you know what? So does Four. So, his biceps are his favorite because they are also my favorite.
On his partner? He'll try to save face and say personality but this man screams thigh man. He loves thighs because he's face to face with them. Like adores them with his whole heart. When you sit down and they transform into plump pillows? He's in love. He loves squishing them and moving the flesh around in his grasp, but he fucking loves them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
*Looks around side to side before leaning in* This man, right here? You can try to tell me otherwise, but I won't believe you. Fucking loves cumming inside of you. He knows he's not tall, and he knows he's not the most outwardly intimidating, but holy shit does it give him a rush to know that no one else has the privilege of marking you so intimately. It drives him nutty, especially if you just go on your day like that. Like he can't sit still knowing you're there, pretty legs crossed because if they're not you're going to drip on the seat.
Just the thought has him hard.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Would love to fuck you in a skirt. There I said it. He would love to wear a silky skirt, bend you over the mattress and just destroy you. This man is both the biggest dom and hardest switch imo, but put him in a skirt and there's no question. Just <four in a skirt3
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
None. Zero, zilch, nada. People never took him seriously enough with his height. Plus with smithing and his adventure he never really thought about it. Maybe I'm projecting, but I like to think of Four as a Demisexual (Source: I am a demisexual) so he didn't really have a sex drive until meeting someone he really liked.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Missionary. All the way, call him a traditionalist but he loves the eye contact and the fact that his height doesn't matter. Also, maybe, just maybe, he likes the domesticity of it all. He loves the idea of making you his perfect little house spouse. Even if you don't want it <3 Man i forget I'm a yandere blog so often it's not even funny.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He can appreciate good joke. Of course, he's not gonna go looking to make one, but if you're visibly stressed, he'll crack a small one. Anything to make you smile, really. If you want to make a joke, he'll humor you of course as well.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Very well groomed, one of the best. It's a little lighter than the hair on his head, but exceptionally fine. He keeps it well trimmed and washed. Again, it's not because he's crazy about neatness it mostly just feels better for him.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He can be very romantic, but, honestly, he doesn't have the chance to be as romantic as he wants to be. After being in the forge, he's tired and smells and while he wants to woo you, he just can't. Of course, that won't stop him from treating you like royalty, but there won't be any rose petals or candles.
Side bar, Four absolutely makes you one of those metal flowers. Yk the ones?
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Probably a little more common than the rest of the Links, but its mostly because every time he thinks about you, especially if his thoughts wander, he gets hard and he can't get back to his work until his frustrations have been let out. Only reason really, if he had time, he'd rather fuck you in a nice quickie, but unfortunately that isn't realistic.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He's got a thing for bondage. So okay, hear me out, he's a blacksmith right? Who works with metal right? So he probably can make chains right? surely you guys see where i'm going with this right? He likes BDSM purely because he loves seeing you bound in the chains he makes.
I think he's also got a bit of breeding kink. This goes back to part C, but it awakens something in him that's so primal. It just drives him insane and makes his nerves buzz because it's such an intimate way of claiming you.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He's not picky. Not in the SLIGHTEST. Y'all have probably fucked in his forge. He's a man on a busy schedule, so he's taking what he can get when he can get it. He'll fuck in the bedroom, on the kitchen counter, on the living room floor, in the forge, behind a tree in the forest, under the rushing waters of a river, he's down for anything.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Anything. But something about having a significant other that works as well? Like not actual work, no, no he won't allow his most precious jewel to ever risk that, but things like cooking, cleaning, even writing blueprints or something for weapons you've had ideas about and want him to make-- because you aren't allowed to work in the forge it's too dangerous for you're perfect hands. That especially just drives him crazy because having a competent partner is just so attractive to him.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Sounding. If you don't know what that is, perfect. Don't look it up. If you do, I'm sorry for your loss. He doesn't like the idea of it, wants nothing near there, it's just like the biggest turn off to him. Shudders just thinking about it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Contrary to the other Links I've written, he prefers receiving. Just having his spouse on their knees while he's perfecting some plan or blueprint or polishing something, sucking him off while he works? Goddess, it's his favorite pastime. Just thinking about it has him palming himself until he can get to you.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Depends on his mood, but most of the time it's fast and rough. He likes the thrill it gives him and the adrenaline rush. Plus, the fact that it renders you absolutely brain dead and mindless, just a hole for him to use is an added bonus.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Loves them. Adores them. He does 'em pretty often too because, like I said, they fit into his schedule the easiest. He's one of the only Links with a stable job so he does have a routine and schedule to stick to, meaning Quickies are perfect for him. He gets to remind you of how much he loves you and thinks about you and how much your very aura has intoxicated him.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Loves them. So, here's the thing. Four is STILL a Link. He still loves the adventure, the thrill, the adrenaline. So the risks? The one that have him pausing, balls deep with a hand over your mouth to keep you from crying out? Get him so riled up he can't explain it because it just makes him that much more horny. Like, he is humping at you like a dog all while trying to keep himself quiet and you as well.
So yeah, he likes the risk.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Not the most, I'll be fair. Like I said, he's got a job, he's a blue collar man-- or the Hyrule equivalent-- and he's a hard working man. So he doesn't have all the energy in the world, but the energy he does have is put to good use, don't worry. He's a man who can't go for six rounds, but the rounds he does go has you feeling like he did.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Like I said, he likes chains. He's probably got a few spreader bars as well. Things made of metal you know? Maybe a few plugs he fiddled with. So he does have a few. And Four is the man who doesn't view toys as competition, no, no, they are his friends. His companions. His teammates. Everything needed to make you feel good. And that's all that matters to him.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He doesn't have time to tease. He'd love to, and on days he has off he spends hours between your legs until you're a sobbing, pleading mess for him, but on the more regular days? Of course he does foreplay, but he doesn't have time for the slow traces of skin or small pinches of flesh.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He's a whiner, but he hides it. But if you pull his head out from where he hides it in your shoulder? He's a whimpering mess, crying because you feel so good and at some point he becomes so sex drunk that it's all he can think about. And when that happens he can't help but cry for you <3
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He loves domesticity. Every part of it and I will fucking go down with this. He loves the idea of having his perfect little house spouse who's willing and waiting for his cock at any given moment. Who cares for the house, cooking and cleaning, while he goes to work to provide for both of them. He loves having a partner with intellect, of course, but having a partner be a house spouse while also putting their brain to good use? Oh he's feral.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Stealing this from Bea so thanks-
4.4 inches. Good sized balls, went over his hair already. Probably has a nice vein running up the underside of it that makes him just shatter when you run your tongue along it. Has him reaching for your hair just to stuff your mouth full.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Pretty high but also not all if you know what i mean? Like when he has the time and energy he is all over you, you can't even go to the bathroom without him loudly complaining about how he misses you in his arms. On the other hand, when its been a long day, he likes just letting you cockwarm him like a good little slut <3
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He loves falling asleep with you because it's something so domestic to him (See W). He loves spooning you and burying his face into your hair, or chest, depending if you wanna be big spoon or lil spoon, and just feeling your chest slow as your breathing evens out. It's pure bliss to him and reminds him of why exactly he worships you.
Not that he ever needed a reason.
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craycraybluejay · 7 months
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Want someone smaller than me to sit on my lap while I play video games and watch stuff. Wanna grind up into them subtly, them not thinking anything of it due to innocence and being engrossed in what's happening on the screen. Put my off hand under their shirt and feel the soft skin of their tummy while rolling my hips up to the friction of their equally soft ass-- dressed in a pleasing material. Telling them how adorable they are when they giggle or hold onto me based on what's happening on screen or cheer for me while I play games. Putting my face right up to the back of their neck, smelling the clean hair and skin, drenched in pheromones that attract me too much for anyone's good. Youth, or an illusion of it. You can tell a lot about someone from their smell. Seniors smell a bit powdery or dusty. Someone who eats a lot of sweets or is diabetic often emits very sweet smells. Biological families and often even non-biological ones who live together for an extended period have similar smells to each other. And ah... sometimes, if I wasn't sure someone was my type before, I catch a whiff of their unique mixture of pheromones, soaps, perfumes, and I know. And this person's smell does something to me. It's boyish and homely and intoxicating in its simplicity. They laugh as my face tickles them, and I hold them tighter so they don't move away on instinct. Eventually, I can't help it, surrounding them in my touch and covering their energy with mine-- cloaking them in the churning darkness-- I need to take what's mine. I speed up my movement, grant it more force. They ask me what I'm doing, but my head feels hot, and they're driving me crazy and I don't reply. They start to struggle, worried in the wake of my silent aggression. My grip turns iron. They are not going anywhere. I hold them there till I finish, slowly loosening my grip after.
They don't immediately bolt as I thought they might, but they're shaking. I can feel it reverberating through me, in my lap especially.
"What was that?" They turn to face me, eyes stricken. Their trembling has gotten me all worked up again, and I pull them closer to me, running my fingers through their pretty hair and up and down their back.
"I told you, you're just TOO adorable," I purr. The palpable fear and confusion in them only excites me further. I find myself slipping my hand into their underwear. It's going to be a long night.
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noaltbruh · 5 months
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hi! could i request narancia who has a crush on his best friend? and how he would feel about it and how he would eventually confess. thank you!
Can I just say this was one of the best requests I've ever gotten? I've been looking for an excuse to write something like this for such a long time, and you're giving me the opportunity on a silver plate.
Hope you enjoy! 😊
Puppy love 🍊❣️
Many were the virtues that Narancia lacked, or so he thought, at the very least. Self confidence, despite his bold personality, was a rough spot for the young one. After all, it was no secret that those whom he crossed back with in his life did nothing but pushing him under the bus, taking advantage of his good faith and heart of gold.
Manipulation, betrayal and disappointment, in contrast with the boy's cheerful attitude, were an undeniable part of his past, and one that had cut deep in his mind too. So deep that, eventually, Narancia grew to believe that if those around him kept on leaving him behind, perhaps he deserved such treatment.
...That belief was, however, challenged by Y/N's eventual arrival in his existence, as his feelings for her cut even deeper than those past scars in his heart, acting as the softest and kindest bandages for the aches of the youngster. The girl gave him something he had craved for the longest time, perhaps a bit childish too, but that was really all that he needed from a close one: safety. In the wrecking mess that his life had been, and kept on being with all the troubles that came from his profession, there couldn't have existed one thing that made him more joyous: the knowledge that someone out there would never leave him, would never judge or expect too much of him, that they genuinely enjoyed his presence and wanted to keep him close.
At the end of the day, no one would have been surprised that he had chosen her as his best friend. He was certain that as long as she was willing to stick with him, everything would have been okay. In return, she could be sure that no matter what she was dealing with, he would have been around to lend her a helping hand or simply to keep her company. It almost physically hurt him when he had to be away from her for even just a couple of days because of a mission, it genuinely felt like a whole part of who he was stayed behind with her.
The two of them had shared such and many sweet moments and conversations, it was unimaginable to tell or remember all of them...That's what one would have thought, at least. But for Narancia, every single day, hour, minute or even second spent in her presence was a fundamental core memory, one that would constantly replay in his mind whenever she was not there for whatever the reason might have been.
All the times she defended him in an argument with Fugo, all the times she encouraged him to keep on with his studies deplete his difficulties, all the times she listened to him vent without ever thinking less of him because of it, all the times she agreed to join him on his crazy idea and adventures...I could go on for hours, if given the chance.
But the point I'm trying to convey is that Narancia was utterly in love.
Darling and with his heart on his sleeves, it would be easy to assume that these feelings for him would have been simple to accept and express. Nonetheless, the reality was far far different, almost impossible to see for how further it was...And just as impossible for him to see the way he felt for the girl.
After all, surely it must be quite troublesome to identify something one has never dealt with, let alone felt before. Of course, he loved the gang, the ones he considered his own family...But the relationship between them was an entire different story. He was a hopeless romantic who, ironically, had never gotten the chance to experience the passionate sensation that came with romance. When a disease hits one for the first time, it is no easy job to discern what it exactly is.
In the same way, for the longest time, the boy thought that these feelings were the normality, she was his dearest friend, was she not? Of course he'd want to be with het all the time, of course he'd remember every little thing that made her happy, of course he'd stay up thinking of that one compliment she unexpectedly caught him off guard with just the day before, he had everything under control...Didn't he?
...Indeed, it wouldn't be incorrect to assume that his apparent blindness came from a great amount of denial as well. As already mentioned, the young one did not think highly of himself, for reason that went past his personal traumas as well. No matter the struggle to hide it under his cheerful nature, he was very well aware that he was far from being a respectable person.
He was childish, loud, clingy, short, stupid and weak compared to his other friends. Why on earth would such a girl, perfect in his eyes, ever choose him above anyone else. He stood strong, despite how much it hurt him, by the conviction that he simply...Did not deserve her, that she was too good of a person for him to ever have a chance at professing his feelings for you. He would have just made a fool out of himself more than he already was.
There was no point on trying to fly too high, unless you want the sun to burn you. It was better this way, to remain in his little comfort zone, with you being his closest, most treasured, adored...Friend.
Unluckily for him, or perhaps not, the heart he aggressively tried to keep his under his sleeves was pounding with the desire to explode, to yell in Y/N's face just how much she meant to him, and how deprived of purpose Narancia's life felt when she was not around.
No matter how fast you may be, you will always get tired from running away. Delaying it simply takes away the energy to deal with it in a positive way. Unsurprisingly, the one that prompt him to stop running was whom he considered his mentor: Bruno.
In fact, the gang could read the young one like an open book. He was so open and spontaneous, even without realizing, that not even a blind person could have been able to not see just how deeply he had fallen for the other. And while most of his family would just tease him for that, only pushing him to hide away his feelings even more, Bucciarati, the sweet and caring man he had always been, eventually decided it would have been a good idea to take him aside and have a proper conversation regarding the matter.
He saw the bright, purple, blatant and enormous heart eyes the boy used to look at her, they warmed his heart too. He had truly never seen Narancia so happy with anyone so far, and despite how he knew it was not directly "his business", he could not resist standing by the side and watching him avoid the problem.
After the girl had left in order to go attend some errands, the older one silently called the other in the kitchen, a soft smile on his lips, as he could tell that his sudden request had intimidated him. They sat around the table, right in front of each other.
"W-What is it, Bucciarati? Did I do something wrong? Do you have a mission for me? Do you want me to catch up to Y/N and handle those errands with her?"
A small chuckle escaped Bruno's mouth as he looked at the other, shaking his head.
"Hehe...Not exactly. Forgive me if I sound sudden with my question but...You think about her quite a lot, do you not?"
He was right: he had, indeed, caught him off guard with such a direct input, enough to get the dark haired one to direct his gaze away from him, looking down at the table.
"Y-Yeah...So what? I mean- it's normal, right? Like- of course I think about her often, she's my..."
"...Best friend?"
He concluded, in an uncertain and subtly provoking tone, as if he was telling him "I'm not going to buy it".
"That's right...Best friend"
"Narancia...You do know I'm quite good at telling when someone is lying to me or not, don't you?"
"Urgh...Don't remind me"
He frowned.
"Last time I said the pistols ate our leftovers, you licked my entire face"
The blue haired one smiled, hearing him relieve that episode.
"I admit, I may have exaggerated that time, but my point still stands. So, if I were to ask you something, you'd be honest with me, mh?"
"O-Of course...You know you can trust me, I'm not a liar!"
The boy's mind was already imagining anything he might have done wrong to make him so suspicious, but could not find anything. Yes, he was a prankster and annoying from time to time, but he was very respectful towards him and would never do something to anger him.
Such uncertainty, mixed with his apparent good faith only confused him further, as he watched Bruno crossed his hands.
"I don't mean to spy into your personal life, but I really cannot bear seeing you act like this anymore. I've figured you would have taken actions by now"
"Take actions? Wait- act like WHAT? None of what you're saying is making sense!"
"What I'm saying is...Do you have feelings for Y/N, Narancia?"
The silence that followed his little inquisition was am almost...Funny one. Or rather, ironic, you could say. After all, it was curios to see the bubbly and happy go lucky boy incapable of even forming a sentence. It was as if his brain hadn't really taken in what had just been said to him, maybe because it couldn't, or maybe because it did not want to.
"...What?"
That was all he was able to reply after an entire minute of reflection. The man looked unfazed, as if he was expecting this answer.
"You heard me"
"I- uh-! I don't- W-WHAT SORT OF QUESTION IS THAT?!"
He stood up from the chair, trying to use anger as a way to change the subject and brush it off as soon as he could. Of course, it wasn't actually necessary for him to say it, but it was an excuse for Bucciarati to dive deeper in the topic.
"For someone as open as you, it's rather odd to hear you deny this, of all things...Why is that?"
"...I don't wanna talk about it."
Narancia looked down, very aware that, if the discussion were to continue, what he actually felt and his insecurities would have eventually come out. He knew it was a stupid motif, but he didn't care: he had his reasons and insisted on not changing his mind.
"You said I could trust you, and I do, I really do"
Seeing him agitated, Bruno got up from his own chair, approaching him.
"But you should know you can do the same with me. I've figured it was obvious by now"
"I- I do trust you! But..."
The young one grabbed the edges of his skirt.
"...I dunno, I always feel...Weird when I think about her"
"Weird?"
"I mean- she makes me happy! Like- a ton, I'd let myself get fucking tortured if it meant seeing her content, but...I don't get it, at the same time she..."
"Makes you nervous, doesn't it?"
"...Damn, am I really that easy to read?"
"Well...Some people are better at hiding themselves but...I've known you for quite a while, of course I'd notice this sort of thing"
The older one soon realized that he seemed to be struggling to speak back, so he continued, in a soft tone.
"Are you afraid of rejection, Narancia?"
Of course, the answer was a simple nod and an expression of sorrow. Feeling compassion for him, Bruno gently patted his head.
"You really have no reason to worry this much, you know?"
"Well, it's easy for you to say! I'd like to see you try to get with some woman when you're a literal grown up child!"
"That's...Not true"
"Yes it is! And don't try to deny it. I can't tell her, do you just want me to get humiliated?"
He strayed away from his touch, clinging to his own arm with one of his hands.
"Just because you haven't finished school doesn't make you a kid"
He gave him the space he wanted, without losing his composure.
"And, excuse all of my assumptions, but I'm quite sure she'd gladly agree on being your partner"
"...You're just saying that to make me happy"
"I don't tell lies, just like I don't let anyone tell them to me. It wouldn't be fair otherwise"
It was just for a second, but hearing those words gave the boy the smallest hope, in his heart, that they may have been true, before he went back to thinking that it simply was not possible. He started to imagine her, what she could have been doing in that moment, her sweet voice, her look, her thoughts...
Which were, most definitely, not directed at him.
"...I don't wanna, I just don't. What's wrong with what I'm doing right now? We're close and I don't risk making an idiot out of myself more than I already am"
"You're just seeing things the wrong way. Y/N likes you too, and a lot. Doesn't all the time you spend together give it away already?"
"...Maybe she just likes being around me"
"Maybe. Or maybe you ought to stop being so blind and accept she may just feel the same way. I'm sorry for my rudeness, but aren't you being a bit of a coward running away from this problem by now?"
"Hey!- I'm...I'm no coward, don't call me that!"
"Then have the courage to face her, just like you face those stand users"
"...This is far scarier than a stand battle"
"But with a far sweeter victory too"
"And what if it's bitter instead?"
"I don't recall you ever failing so far"
Bucciarati gave him a reassuring look, one of those that seemed to, somehow, always ease to other's nervousness, perhaps at least a small bit.
"You've always been one for taking risks. Do what you've done so far, and everything will be okay"
"...Heh, you believe more in me than I do"
"Well, who knows..."
The man softly placed his hands on his shoulders.
"Maybe this will help things change"
"...Yeah, maybe it will"
Finally, the black haired one gave a smile to his friend and looked up at him. He still was not very faithful towards the outcome of this whole situation, but he had figured that, at the very least, Bruno was right about not telling him to run away from such situation anymore. It wasn't easy, especially not for him, but he found the confidence to at least take a stand.
Even so...
"...I still got no clue of how to tell her though"
He admitted, embarrassed.
"Trust me, the planning process is the hardest part. Once you're actually together, everything will be a lot more natural"
"I hope you're right, man"
This time, he sat on the table itself, fidgeting with his fingers without even realizing it. He couldn't help but feel a slight headache just trying to cope up with something. He just wanted everything to go smoothly, to actually look...Charming for once, to make her believe that he could be a worthy boyfriend to her.
It was just do hard when, no matter how hard he tried, none of what he imagined was good enough for someone as perfect as she was.
"I just want it to be special, ya know?"
"I know, just do what you always do: take it as it goes. After all, surely you don't want to win her over by being someone you are not"
"Nah...That'd suck"
"I'm glad we can agree on this"
With a sympathetic smile, the eldest approached the door, briefly turning around before making his exit.
"Good luck, although I'm quite confident you won't be needing that"
"...I wish I had half of the confidence you have"
Muttered the young one under his breath, left alone with nothing but the urge to run up to the girl and just kiss her until his lips went dry. Needless to say, that alone was enough to make him drown his burning face in his hands, making it even harder to think rationally.
"God, I'm so fucking screwed"
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The passing week, Narancia had barely gotten any sleep, his mind chastising him for being incapable of finding a way to convey what seemed like a waterfall of feelings, in a small bucket.
He was never good with words, he was perfectly fine with the idea of telling she that he liked her, he truly did, it was everything leading up to that moment that overwhelmed him. He didn't care about the build up, be wanted to get to the point, to be direct, but he couldn't. She deserved better than that, and he was very well aware of it.
That was, however, until (at least at first sight) a perfectly ordinary and standard night, one of those one would not think in too deeply, that would let go by without probably realizing just how far time is already passing, and would perhaps look back the day after and think "I had a good time".
One of those that Narancia loved so dearly, where he could simply chill and dedicate himself to whatever he preferred.
And of course, that was Y/N.
Predictably, his shyness around her had not gone untoticed by the young one. She could tell how he seemed to blush more easily each time she'd initiate physical contact, how he'd avoid her eyes when she'd turn around to look at him, how he kept on losing at every game they played together no matter how easy she'd go on him.
She had considered calling him out for such behavior, but eventually decided to let it go, assuming that it would have passed before she could really think about it further.
She was just going to spend that time with him as she always does, maybe nothing had changed and she was making it all up.
Although, she had to admit, it was quite the curious coincidence, how everyone in that exact moment had decided to go on a date with their respective partner: Bruno and Abbacchio, Giorno and Fugo, Mista and Trish...
...Oh well, a chance to have the house by herself, right? Why rummaging over it, now?
Boredom was quick to take over her, as she cyclically watched everyone leave, said goodbye to them with a smile and went back to playing Final Fantasy on her Gameboy.
She hadn't seen her best friend for the whole day, spending the entirety of her Morning helping Trish with her newest song, being distracted by Mista's weird theory during the afternoon and, once she had finally some time for Narancia, finding out he had gone out for...Reasons.
Weird, he'd never leave the house without telling her where he was headed to. Surely he would come back soon, would he not? She... Did not enjoy being alone for long.
The smell of freshly baked pizza called out to her stomach, but she brushed it off, refusing to have dinner before he came back. She assumed that Bruno had prepared it for the two of them before leaving, and she had even thanked him for it, but it was as if he hadn't heard her.
"Heh, he was too busy thinking of how he's going to break the bed tonight to pay attention, I suppose."
In the middle of an unexpected Boss fight, the strategy she was coming up with was immediately blown away by the sound of the door opening. The small console quickly hit the sofa's soft cushion, as she sprinted to the entrance to finally greet him.
"Nari! Where hav-"
The embrace she was waiting to give him, however, was interrupted once she caught a glimpse of the bouquet in his hands.
"Sorry! Sorry, I'm sorry...I didn't wanna be away for long but, uh, I forgot it's Sunday and most shops are closed and-"
"W-What- What are these?"
She commented in amazement, staring at the perfectly arranged flowers.
"I uhm- I got them for you! You know, they're your favorite, I thought they looked nice..."
He awkwardly extended the bouquet in her direction, his usual toothy grin not leaving his face, hoping with all his heart that he had picked the right ones.
The girl was about to ask more questions as she made a mental recap to find out if she had, somehow, missed some important date or event, but nothing could cross her mind. Despite this, noticing the nervousness in his tone, she figured it would have been better not to add any more gas to the fire.
"They...They indeed are"
She grabbed them gently with both of her hands, looking at them as a smile curved on her lips.
"Thank you! You're sweet as ever, Nari"
"I-It's nothing, really, just a little surprise"
He took a moment to admire the sweetness she was looking at him with, his gaze softening in return.
"I'll go put it in my room, be right back!"
"Alright! I'll see you outside?"
"Outside?"
"Yeah! In front of the house"
"How come? Do you want to go on the swings?"
"Kinda...Eh! Come on, you'll see!"
As she understood it was best to play along if she wanted to find out, she just smiled once more and turned around. She was fast to disappear into the hallway, but making sure not to let a single petal fall off as she did so.
Briefly fixing up her hair from the short run, after putting the flowers on the desk in her room, Y/N headed out as she was asked to.
"You were fast!"
"I didn't want to keep you waiting"
Narancia contained a small laughter, as he gestured he to follow him in the back of the villa.
"You gotta check this out!"
"Now you've made me curious, Nari"
"Well..."
He slowly stopped on his track, and just as calmingly got closer to Y/N, just enough for their fingers to intertwine.
"Let's not waste any time then, right?"
"...Right"
She repeated, her glance falling on their hands, feeling relieved from the warmth of his against her frozen surface. While they had never done this before, the gesture felt natural to her, probably because of how they'd always cuddle and cling to each other without even noticing.
Once they got to their apparent destination, the young lady was surprised at what she was met with, especially since she could have sworn she knew every centimeter of the house, in and out.
There was a ladder leaning against the wall, big enough to reach even the top on the building, or at least she thought...It was a bit hard to see from down there. It seemed hand made, but very resistent nonetheless.
Her grip on him surely was resistent as well, as the idea of climbing up did not exctite her in the slightest. Fear of heights can be a pain to deal with, and it surely did not enjoy befriending ladders.
Noticing her nervousness, the boy began to gently rub her palm with his thumb, as he moved her a bit closer.
"Afraid?"
"Y-Yeah uhm...You know I don't sit well with heights"
"It's alright!"
He approached the ladder, taking the first step.
"Come on! I'll help you up, okay?"
Reluctantly raising her eyes, she was a bit taken aback by his comforting expression. Not in a negative way, of course, it was just... Out of the ordinary. After all, she was accostumed to his silly grin and sparkly eyes.
But there was just this reassurance that told her that she was safe, if he said so, and she was not going to miss out on this chance.
"Okay, I guess I'll...Give it a shot"
"Awesome! Here, just...Hold on"
Taking her own first step on the ladder, she mase sure to keep her head high, keeping the ground under her right out of her sight. It was fine, she was fine, she just had to focus on...The unusual softness in his voice, the little dimble on his cheek whenever as he smiled, that fluffy, dark, messy hair...
Yeah, she really was fine.
Once they finally reached the roof, Y/N let out a sigh of relief.
"Hehe! You're so brave!"
"I...Really am not, but thank-"
Before she could finish the sentence, she couldn't help but notice the tempiting smell she had spotted in the house beforehand. The boy had set up a nice little dinner up there, the home made pizza laying nicely on a tablecloth they probably had never used before, and everything illuminated by a small candle.
"S-So? Do you...Uhm, like it?"
He asked nervously, slightly intimidated by her lack of response.
"Sorry, maybe it's too cheesy, I just thought we could have done something a little different and-"
But soon, he was shushed too when he felt a hand on his cheek.
"And you did it magnificently"
Bashful, he looked down, his excitement being impossible to hide.
"Well...Do you want to sit down?"
"Gladly"
As they took a seat, the girl instinctively laid her head on his shoulder, as she'd always do whenever she helped him study. Remembering the advice he had gotten from his immensely reliable older brother, Narancia took a deep breath, sneakily (or at least, he thought so, but let's ignore his shaking) putting an arm around her waist, prepared to take it off as soon as he saw her ever so slightly uncomfortable.
Instead, she snuggled in closer.
"So? Is the view here better than from your balcony?"
He asked, in an attempt at building up even a bit of atmosphere. It's too bad Y/N did not have the patience for that anymore. She hummed in response, slightly lowering her dear Nari's head until they could touch foreheads.
"The best I could ask for"
There was a moment of silence between them, as both the young ones did not know where to look: the other's eyes or lips.
"It's only fair...You deserve the best"
"Heh, do I really?"
"Absolutely"
His fingers shyly made contact with her hip, slowly moving up and down.
"That's why I...I really don't know if I should do this"
"Why not?"
"Y/N, you're..."
Contemplating each of her feature for a second, he continued.
"You're perfect. I just want to make you happy, to protect you, to hold you my entire life"
Y/N couldn't do anything but listen to those sweet words, the ones she had already played in her head a thousand times, even though she was not so open about it as him.
"...No, scratch that: you are my life, but I understand if you don't-"
With a little push from the girl, their lips soon followed their foreheads' example. The boy soon let all thoughts or speeches he had made out in his head disappear, as every part of his body was taken over by that idyllic sensation he had so desperately longed for. He refued to pull away from her, it didn't matter if he was starting to hardly even breath: he would have taken her taste over air every day.
Eventually, just enough to undo the touching, she pulled away, taking small breaths and taking in that moment she didn't know that she needed so much, but to whom she couldn't resist once she felt it coming.
"...W-Would it be alright if I said I've been dreaming of this moment ever since you visited me in t-the hospital?"
He coyly stuttered out.
"Only if I can do it again"
"Please...Do"
The kisses they shared were more than the stars that watched over the two, giggling between some of them as Narancia had to resist the urge to pick her up and spin her around. Like children falling in love, they couldn't help but just let it happen, give in to the comfort the other offered, the feeling that maybe, just maybe, it wasn't simple puppy love.
But, for the youngsters' amazement, a bond that, for the first time, could actually last.
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notes: sfw & nsfw, female & male reader, there are two different occasions, yeah I did write for the both genders.
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don't heart the post, I want fucking reblogs idc that I'm being rude, it's what I deserve.
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[ Dyrroth ]
The most clueless one, legit thought something happened to him. Dyrroth can and will shamelessly stare at you from across the room. He needs to solve...why you are so attractive to him in the first place.
Refuses to get help from others, they'll tease him at the end of the day anyway. Especially Selena, that witch girl is just no-no. If you're someone that takes part in the matches, prepare to be his first of last target. You make him pretty light headed and the Abyss Prince doesn't like that. Dyrroth gets pretty snappy when he's light headed, no, not to you, he doesn't have the face to talk to you, but his teammates aren't safe from his curses.
The Abyss Prince loves to think about you, his favourite thing to pass time. Beneath him or pinned to wall, eyes wide...
If you're female
Dyrroth will take his precious time to bite into your gorgeous skin after he caught you in the enemy's jungle. He'll pin both of your hands, the more you struggle and let out cute noises the more excited he gets.
" Heh, stop struggling now. Do you see what you're causing? " Dyrroth says while pointing his bulge.
If you're male
Dyrroth specially gets more arousal if you're stronger than him by any chance. His bulge throbs painfully as he watches you fight. The little hearts in his eyes tells everything. His dick stands proud and ready to hump into you or you into him quickly. He doesn't care who's top or who's bottom all he can think about is sweet sweet relief.
" All alone.. all mine. I won't let you get away this time. Obey me and come here~ "
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[ Badang ]
Badang would try to be charming while being a complete shy. Ironic. He would be more bold with males tho. He'd try to charm you in his own ways, Badang is a show-off like Lapu-Lapu. If he's got a crush on you, he's got it bad. He'd try to impress you w/ his skills, good job ignoring him.
Badang would enjoy you being on the enemy team more than being his teammate, don't mind him.. that will definitely lead to some interesting ' encounters ' he won't miss the opportunity to battle against you. Being defeated by you makes him feel some things...
Badang is really into make-out and you're so tempting. Badang would be more rough with a male partner while being more gentle with a female partner.
If you're female
Badang is touchy, expect him to be handsy. He'd grab you by arms and hold you in place, you move around too much and your sounds... someone can hear you y'know? The risk of getting seen turns him on.
" Shh... they're coming this way. " Badang says as he pulls you flush against his bare chest.
If you're male
He cannot avoid his bulging dick in his pants. Badang would probably be a little less horny to a male partner, however don't let this get you. Do you even know how much of a turn-on you are to him?
" H-ah! A-alright stop now! T-thats e-enough. "
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[ X.Borg ]
X.Borg is a tricky one, he can be playful and is bit messy on the head. He wants someone who can keep up with his craziness, his..weird ideas to have fun. There's %50 chances that you two can be ally's or enemy's, who knows.
X.Borg isn't someone to let his guard down real quick. He will test you first, to see if you're the perfect one to him. However, he'll act a bit more warm to you. If you take part in matches, X.Borg would teasingly flick your head, not too rough not too soft, everytime you die in some stupid way. His way of telling you to not care about that, but of course as long as you don't bring the team down with you.
X.Borg is dirty minded, keep that in mind. He'll imagine all kinds of scenario(s) with you. You beneath him or on top of him, doesn't matter he's got the imagination going on.
If you're female
You'll be shorter than him and that's a plus. He can easily manhandle you, which means, lift you on a counter by your thighs and make out with you.
" Heh., not so confident now huh? " X.Borg says as he dives into your neck, letting out sloppy sounds.
If you're male
X.Borg would definitely want to be a top, but wouldn't be much against being a bottom. Of course, he won't go down without a fight. He's both biter and sucker, he'll try to leave as much as mark he can leave on your body. X.Borg is definitely a freak in bed.
" Giving up so soon? Come on (Name)! Entertain me more! "
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hurtspideyparker · 1 month
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Hi, if it’s not too much trouble could you please share some songs you think are Peter Parker coded? No pressure of course, thank you
HOW DID U KNOW I MADE A PETER PARKER PLAYLIST LITERALLY THIS WEEK?
I'll give out the link, it's based on MCU Peter and is vaguely chronological. Heavy on the angst soz. Also I don't have a super broad or unique music taste but I tried my best !
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0IeIl3Kj7L1hFoyyTIR21P?si=PkQ3NKseS0eL-sVyUFI5qA
Some specific thoughts on each song and how they relate to Peter if interested:
Boys Will Be Bugs by Cavetown - civil war Peter. just a crazy little guy, absolutely bonkers baby boy kicking super soldier ass.
all-american bitch by Olivia Rodrigo - homecoming Peter expected to be this tidy neighborhood hero for Tony but he's young and stupid and eager for action.
tolerate it by Taylor Swift - Homecoming Tony and Peter. Peter idolizing Tony and doing everything he can to prove himself and catch his mentor's attention, while Tony barely pays attention to him. "You're so much older and wiser and I, wait by the door like I'm just a kid" "I made you my temple, my mural my sky, now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life".
Reflections by The Neighborhood - same theme as tolerate it. "tried to put it out for you to get, could've should've but you never did" - Peter trying to warn Tony about what's going on but Tony not listening. Bonus "I see my reflection in your eyes" (I just wanted to be like you!).
Rose-Colored Boy by Paramore - Peter being this young optimistic hero, slowly losing that spark.
clementine by Halsey - general childish, stubborn Peter attitude. "I don't need anyone! I don't need anyone! I just need everyone and then some."
brutal by Olivia Rodrigo - Peter trying his best and losing so much of his normal teenage life to be the hero everyone demands, but he's never good enough.
All These Things That I've Done by The Killers - Peter coming to terms with the chaos and danger he causes others, begging for a mentor or a helping hand because he's in way over his head. "yeah you know you gotta help me out, oh don't you put me on the back burner" is so Tony coded in Homecoming. "I've got soul but I'm not a soldier" Peter has heart but he's only a hero by chance, he didn't ask for the fight.
this is me trying by Taylor Swift - Far From Home Peter reliving all his mistakes and thinking of the people he's nearly gotten killed, Fury berating him, telling Happy how he messed up. Him thinking about Tony a lot, and how he's failing to be the next Iron Man.
Gold Rush by Taylor Swift - this just makes me think about how enamouring and beautiful Peter is.
Social Cues by Cage The Elephant - Far From Home Peter. Literally that scene where Peter gets overwhelmed by the reporters, pressured and frazzled by the expectations of being the new biggest hero. Shy little guy in his Iron Spider suit.
Idle Worship by Paramore - Fury and so many others expecting the world of Peter when he's still just a kid who's expertise is stopping bike thiefs and helping elders cross the street. They set him so high on this pedestal that when he falls the impact will be so much harder.
The Kids Are All Dying by FINNEAS - Everyone turning against Peter because of Mysterio's lies. Peter frustrated they're so focused on him, just a kid who's trying to do good, that they're blind to the real problems. Everyone is so gullible and maybe Peter is second guessing being a hero considering how angry everyone is at him for it.
Figure 8 by Paramore - "all for your sake, became the very thing that I hate, I lost my way" this song is Peter's frustration at Mysterio and shield in general, how they took him and forced him to be someone he wasn't and how it backfired "I was only being kind but you mistook me for weak" Peter is far more trusting and forgiving than most, but once he's mad... his true strength shows.
Would've, Could've, Should've by Taylor Swift - Peter regretting trusting Beck. "If I was a child did it matter, if you got to wash your hands" Beck doesn't care that Peter is an innocent kid in this, only cares about his goal and hatred for Tony. "but lord you made me feel important, and then you tried to erase us" Beck made him feel seen and special in a time where no one else was (Peter had low self esteem and was easy to manipulate).
Why by Derivakat - another Beck and Peter angst theme (Mysterio is my fave villain sorry lol) "look at what you've done, is this what you call glory? do you still believe you're the hero of your story?" Beck has caused so much suffering just because of his grudge against a dead man. "you act like a judge enforcing your personal grudge. am I to pay for this war you've raised?" Beck admits that Peter is an innocent chest pawn in all this, and still Peter ends up losing the most.
Daylight by Taylor Swift - Peter and MJ anthem 🥺 finally seeing the great thing that has been right in front of him all along. Also- "I wounded the good and I trusted the wicked" hurting his friends because he trusted Mysterio. "Clearing the air I breathed in the smoke" Peter clearing his name from what Beck did to protect his friends, but he ended up poisoning himself (No Way Home ending).
because i liked a boy by Sabrina Carpenter - all because Peter trusted Beck he nearly destroyed the planet and then he lost everyone he loves. "now I'm a homewrecker I'm a slut, I got death threats filling up semi trucks. tell who I am, guess I don't have a choice. All because I liked a boy" change homewrecker and slut into menace and murderer and it's just like what the media is saying, sending Spider-Man constant hate and telling him who he is, and all is happening because Peter trusted Beck and gave him the power of EDITH.
What I'm Becoming by Cage The Elephant - Peter and May :(. "I'm so sorry honey, for what I'm becoming. Everything you wanted, seems so far from me. never meant to hurt you no, never meant to make you cry" May wanted Peter to be selfless and kind, to vouch for second chances even for criminals and villains. Now Peter is the one trying to take Green Goblin's life because he got May killed, and deep down he knows May would be disappointed.
my tears ricochet by Taylor Swift - No Way Home final battle and saying goodbyes. "you wear the same jewels that I gave you as you bury me... cause when I'd fight you used to tell me I was brave, and if I'm dead to you why are you at the wake. cursing my name, wishing I stayed, look at how my tears ricochet" MJ still wearing the necklace after forgetting. Desperate and making Peter promise he'll get her to remember, sharing tears. They're all haunted by someone they used to know. "I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want just not home" is of course Peter being a free man but at the cost of losing everything he called home.
R.I.P. 2 My Youth by The Neighborhood - basically Peter losing all of his mentor's and support system, leaving school and getting a place of his own - the end to his youth. He steps fully into his role as Spider-Man and with it Peter Parker, the sweet naive kid he was, has died.
Making the Bed by Olivia Rodrigo - "push away all the people who know me the best, but it's me who's been making the bed". Even though it was Peter's decision to erase his name and protect the people he cared about, he hates going back to that dingey apartment all alone each day. "another thing I ruined, I used to do for fun" is about how bittersweet being Spidey is now.
Cigarette Daydreams by Cage The Elephant - "cigarette daydream, you were only seventeen. So sweet with a mean streak" this song's vibes are sweet boy beaten down, still trying to remain gentle in the face of violence :( Peter looking for reasons to remain good while everything crumbles around him.
Your Best American Girl by Mitski - "you have so much to do, but I have nothing head of me" Peter to his friends. He knew being Spider-Man he'd never have a normal life, so he decided to let them go instead of dragging them down with him. "you're the one, you're all I ever wanted I think I'll regret this" is Peter in that coffee shop making the final decision to leave them.
Happy Now? by FINNEAS - Peter's journey as Spider-Man, a post No Way Home Peter reminiscing about his career. I love the line "always such an anxious child, never wild, always worrying". Makes me think about homecoming Peter and how he was giving up all his clubs and time with his friends to be a superhero just because he felt a responsibility (civil war Peter telling Tony why he does this speech).
The Plan (Fuck Jobs) by The Front Bottoms - sardonic Peter, bitter and sarcastic post No Way Home. Him vs. the daily bugle, a broke and mentally unstable young adult. Comic Peter vibes.
Ya'burnee by Halsey - Peter thinking about MJ and how badly he wants to confess to her again who he is and why he loves her. They had so little time to be a couple together, immediately sweeped into a media circus and having their lives endangered time and time again. This song is just a Peter Parker open heart surgery.
I miss you, I'm sorry by Gracie Abrams - bittersweet anthem to Peter MJ and Ned ending their friendship. "nothing happened in the way I wanted... I don't want go think I'll make it worse, everything I know brings me back to us" :(
Matilda by Harry Styles - "you talk of the pain like it's all alright, but I know that you feel like a piece of you's dead inside" Peter is such an optimist. He left that coffee shop with a smile for his friends getting into MIT, but he doesn't allow himself to feel grief for that life he was supposed to have too. I think he deserves to feel his sadness and understand it wasn't his fault, that nothing is wrong with him. "you don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up/for doing it on your own" I hope he doesn't regret his choices, and that things will get better for him.
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xf rewatch: pilot
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("Man")
This is a photo of my laptop screen. It feels oddly appropriate that Conventional Methods won't allow me to take a fucking screencap of this 30-year-old show to make a stupid tumblr post about it, but those are the times we live in, corporate overreach, erosion of data privacy, technological advances being cynically co-opted by those with selfish interests, etc.
Anyway. It seems insane to me that I have never done a deliberate rewatch of the entirety of XF from start to finish. Ironically one reason I was dragging my feet on this was I'm so sick of the pilot. And yet, I enjoyed the effort to watch it with fresh eyes, imagining I was some regular jabroni just coming across this while flipping channels in 1993. It is interesting to me that it's the procedural-ness that sucks you in, the ordinariness of the world, the deliberate banality of the setting into which extraordinary things are methodically introduced, and you (and Scully) are asked: well? How do you reconcile this? How do you explain it?
Scully starts on this ground level, and Mulder meets her there. She's braced for this legendary basement kook and ready to parry a barrage of propaganda and dig in about how aliens aren't real, but he's got a chemical formula up on a screen and he's like: so what is this? Well, it was found on all the bodies. He lures her in not by telling her a bunch of crazy stories (ok, he does a bit of that too) but by presenting her with facts and asking her to explain them. He shoves her along a few times (if it's not human, what is it?), but it really struck me on this viewing how she's the one trying to get him to tell her what he thinks, whereas he is determined to let her foot her way along the path to get there on her own, without being influenced (or vexed into kneejerk opposition) by his "theories." Scully doesn't get drawn in because she wants to prove Mulder wrong, OR right. It's sort of beautiful that once she's got the scent, it's not about Mulder at all, though he is certainly right there with her, as both a guide and an antagonist. Scully's drawn in by her own investigative instincts and her own determination that, you know, the answers are there. You just have to know where to look.
And then when they're making headway and their motel gets burned down with all the evidence inside it, Mulder doesn't have to rant paranoiacally that someone's working against them; Scully's right there fighting it with him and seeing what he's seeing. And by the time Blevins is scornfully hairsplitting her findings to make Mulder look bad, their alliance is cemented, because they've done it together, she's been in his shoes and in his head with him, on the trail, and the trail led somewhere pretty weird, and she doesn't know all the way what to make of that yet but, one thing is certain: they've got him all wrong, this Spooky Mulder.
I would like to watch a TV show of that. And so, I shall. (Again)
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raph vs a volcano day 20
The 1987 episode plot:
Donatello's health scanner predicts Raphael has only 24 hours to live. Raphael goes around doing good deeds and taking ridiculous risks because he's gonna die anyway. Meanwhile Donatello figures out his machine didn't work right and means to tell Raphael, but you see he is distracted doing good deeds and taking ridiculous risks. It culminates with Raph inside an active volcano (trying to stop it from erupting? bro??) and his brothers have to come rescue him.
I love this episode. For so many reasons.
1) What an interesting way to give Raph his role while keeping him in character within the new role they gave him for this show. Because Mirage Raph is the guy who always wants to help without pausing to think about whether they can. He's known for sometimes being impulsive and always being protective. And not just of his fellow turtles! He sees someone in trouble he wants to help. But usually in Mirage that's expressed with violence. So for the show they made the "crazy one" express the same traits through sarcasm instead and he became the witty one, and I love how future Raphs are both. And I especially love when 1987 Raphael himself is both
2) This is such a classic plot. It's like... the tribbles spoof/tribute or 'character gets kidnapped but acts so annoying they get released.' You know the kinds of plots I mean right? Our style of storytelling has changed (it's always changing) but tv shows in late 80s early 90s especially had these. You could pretty much guess the plot from the title because you know the characters and you know the story. The exciting reveal is mostly the jokes. There are words for what I'm saying but I haven't had an english class in a few years, so take this ramble and trust me. It's a beautiful example of whatever this is. And!
---2a, It doesn't have the classic resolution that 'character thought they had one day to live due to a misunderstanding' would have on a kids show. There isn't a 'moral' about seizing the moment and using your time wisely. There also isn't a moral about communication, so instead of the miscommunication being annoying like it would in a preachy episode, it's gloriously hilarious to watch
3) Speaking of that, the obligatory 'he tried to ask' scene is Raphael watching Michelangelo cry on Donatello's shoulder because "I'll miss him so much" "I'm sorry there's nothing I can do for him" it's the oven. The oven is broken. Michelangelo is sobbing in Donatello's arms like his world is ending because they're going to have to get a new oven because this one's beyond fixing. And Raphael fully believes that Michelangelo is begging Donatello to fix him, when this version of Donatello is so very none medic. Like I don't even know how to describe why and how much I love this scene. I think I killed english
4) The scene of Raphael in the volcano. I just. He's so funny. This episode really captures what I love about the whole show, which is that I am absolutely buying into it and feeling deeply about it, and simultaneously enjoying it ironically. Does that make sense? When you can put your whole heart into unironic enjoyment but your brain at the same time gets it's 'make fun of this' treat. So both types of fun at once.
---4a it's not trying to fix the plot holes it's enjoying that in this format you don't have to. I feel like this is severely under utilized in modern cinema. make things not make sense on purpose for fun. don't explain about where they are, how they carried that object with them, why there were not other consequences for certain actions. The fun thing about stories is they don't have to be realistic unless you want them to
so for today I had intended to write a Rise version of this episode. I think it would work well for them. Plus, Raph and Donnie bonding. However. That is going in drafts and will be coming. later (march for raph is my opportunity to collect drafts for the rise turtles apparently.) I'm actually still debating if Donnie would make a health-o-meter or if something goes down in witch down, but either way, ❤️💜
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high-dragon-bait · 2 years
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Sorry for being a nuisance 🥰 I know you're probably getting waaaay to much of these (but you're doing such an awesome job with them 😍) and may be tired of fake banter...
but fake banter for Fenris and the Iron Bull, please? 🙏
And/Or
more banter for Fenris and Dorian, please, please, please? 🥺🥺🥺
Hello! I picked Bull and Fenris for this. It's pretty goofy since my last banter was so heavy. Also it requires a disclaimer:
Look. Sometimes. These don't go in the direction I expect. I lose control and have no choice but to write down whatever it is the blorbos want to say. I'm absolving myself of any and all responsibility here. Enjoy
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Fenris: Is there something you want, Qunari?
Iron Bull: You've got a reputation with the Vints. The things they say about the Blue Wraith... it's good to meet you.
(Third Party Member Dependant)
Dorian: Wait... Bull, are you a fan?
Blackwall: I think the man's in love!
Cole: He likes watching the blood drip to the grass. He feels warm when it matches the beat.
Solas: Tread carefully Iron Bull, our guest’s abilities can be unpredictable.
Cassandra: You are aware this is a friend of the Champion, yes?
Sera: Uh-oh. Watch out glowy-man!
Vivienne: Oh dear, I do believe the Wraith has added another heart to his collection.
Varric: Hate to tell you Tiny, but you've got loads of competition for that one.
Iron Bull: What? Not every day you meet a guy who can rip the beating heart out of a man’s chest with his bare hands. Getting to see it up close is nice.
Fenris: That's... a unique response.
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Iron Bull: Hey, Fenris?
Fenris: Yes, Qunari?
Iron Bull: Ben-Hassrath. Get it right.
Fenris: No.
Iron Bull: Uh- okay- You looking for work after this gig? Chargers could use a guy like you.
Fenris: You’d like me to join your mercenaries?
Iron Bull: We’d give you steady work. Good coin. Good drinks. The chance to stick your hands wherever you want.
Fenris: Tempting. I’m afraid I have my own uses for my talents.
Iron Bull: Oh yeah, I bet.
Fenris: What?
Iron Bull: What?
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Iron Bull: What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever ripped out of a guy?
Fenris: What answer are you expecting?
Iron Bull: A second heart? Some crazy blood crystal? Oh! A man eats his twin in the womb, never knows it, and then the last thing he sees is you rip it out of him!
Fenris: I once grabbed a man’s stomach by mistake. It was unpleasant.
Iron Bull: You're not as fun as I thought you’d be.
Fenris: I weep to hear it.
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Iron Bull: You stand taller every time we pass someone who looks noble.
Fenris: Are you about to accuse me of reflexive respect shown to those in power?
Iron Bull: Oh, I think it's reflexive. I don't think it's respect.
Fenris: What is it then?
Iron Bull: Respect would be standing so they feel important, careful you don't stare too long at the face. You look straight at them. Move your shoulders in a way that makes you look big. You let them know one step too close, and they won't get to make a step back.
Fenris: I see. Teth a, Qunari.
Iron Bull: That's all I do, Wraith.
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Iron Bull: Hate to say it boss, but all these demons might make you the worst contract we've ever had.
Fenris: I once faced a demon of pure magic and stone, lost in the pits of a forgotten dwarven thaig.
Iron Bull: Wait… really?
Fenris: We had been in the Deep Roads for a week. After being deliberately trapped and left to rot.
Iron Bull: I can’t tell if you’re joking.
Fenris: By the man who hired us.
Iron Bull: Ah, now I believe you. Shitty clients? Nothing’s impossible. 
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Iron Bull: (Groans)
Fenris: Sore?
Iron Bull: Anyone ever tell you you're heavier than you look?
Fenris: Yes. Stronger too.
Iron Bull: That part's not a problem
Inquisitor: Everything alright, Bull?
Iron Bull: Fine boss. We were just blowing off a little steam. Doing some sparring.
Inquisitor: What kind of sparring put you in this condition?
Iron Bull: My kind.
Fenris: Am I still less fun than you thought?
Iron Bull: Can't tell by just one session, Wraith.
Fenris: Then I'll have to see you tonight, Qunari.
Inquisitor: I... Please don't break anything.
Iron Bull: No promises, boss.
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Do you have a Tone Deaf version of Clay Calloway?
(Perfectly fine if you don't. I was just curious, plus I love all your redesigns) 🦁🎸
SORRY THIS TOOK FUCKING FOREVER LMAO [been sitting in my inbox since FEBRUARY THIRTEENTH, HOLY SHIT :D]. YEAH, here he is :pppp a solid draft for you
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Lowkey [highkey] gave up on the clothing wrinkles on the arms, but I still like how it turned out I think. I don't have much on him in terms of rewrite, but I do have some, so I'll dump it all here under the cut.
I swear I love asks, please feel free to say/ask whatever, I'm just horrible at answering in a reasonable time-frame because I always want to make it this beautiful masterpiece and end up turning all of them into full-on posts- or, at least I want to ~_~
Headcanonssss-
Ash gave him that button off her jacket [probably needs to be resized I'm realizing lol] [also I totally adopted this headcanon from someone elses post- might've been yours. Whoever came up with it I love it <3]
Born during the reformation that happened after the war- basically, nobody was really fighting anymore during this time, but some big people in power were still being stupid [aka: not letting their prisoners go]
So that would be somewhere around 1947? Which would put his age at 61 in my universe [which is in 2008- the times are pretty much random, nothing really lines up irl. Ignore how they use tech and other things that shouldn't have been invented yet lol]
He grew up when the Skunk Dolls were new and popular and stuff. And he loved them- so much that the band actually kinda inspired his music career
[Skunk Dolls also made loads of protest songs btw. War stuff]
Takes a ridiculous amount of care with his mane, and if he lets you touch it, that's a true sign of trust
So the Piglets always like to play with it, and Ash has given him braids a few times
He's had that scruffy red jacket since his early days
I should draw patches on it-
Ash probably'll give him a quill or two to put in it too with all the patches and repair stitches
He wears a lot of plaid, I just didn't wanna draw it <3
Rough and torn up clothes too
Everything he owns has some sort of smudge or tear in it from motorbiking and/or just being himself <3
His ears are pierced in almost every way imaginable, and when Ash found out, she went CRAZY
Cue her getting him to try on a bunch of stuff
He likes wrought iron jewelry and has never been a fan of anything with gemstones in it
Buster is terrified of him, but Clay is just kinda a blunt person and it doesn't mix well with Buster sometimes. They get along eventually tho. There was also some really bad timing with the circumstances of how they even met in the first place too lol-
Johnny is also. Super terrified.
Buster and him are like "Ahhh.... that guy scares the living daylights out of me." "Ohh, thank god it's not just me-"
He has a strange out-of-pocket interest in astrology.
And in herbology and plants in general, but he picked that up from Ruby. Astrology was all his, and it is the one thing he will "nerd out" over
Also the kind of guy to make fun of you for nerding out too
Making fun of people is his love language
So is giving people food
He's not great with his words and can find it hard to express love by just telling someone. Back to the bluntness thing, you can often find him accidentally offending someone and he doesn't even realize it
The troupe very quickly learned this and it's more of an endearing trait of his to them [and to most people who know him]
REALLY good cook. Fantastic, in fact. Probably one of the best chefs out of any of the characters.
Learned the hard way that enlisting Buster's help in the kitchen is a bad idea. Also Ash isn't great either, but he actually tries to teach her some of his recipes. And she's quickly improving
Buster was just being an idiot and forgot you shouldn't microwave tinfoil
Clay travels a lot, but spends most of his time in Calatonia [he technically still lives at his and Ruby's house, but he's super scared of accidentally closing himself off again, so he only visits to check up on the flowers and maintain the property pretty much]
He's like Ash's second [and very cool] dad. Which- also intimidates Buster quite a bit :D
I feel like their dynamic could be a sitcom. Clay is Ash's awesome dad and Buster is Ash's lame [endearing] and oddly unhinged and anxious dad who feels like he has to be as cool as Clay [and always fails heehee]
Clay is more entertained by Buster's ridiculous criminal record than horrified and I don't know if that's worrying or just a classic Calloway W
He's a very nonchalant person
Ruby's death is the only time I can really think he had a legitimate emotional break that wasn't just him being snappy [which is also pretty rare]
Clay's also like an uncle to the Piglets
He's kinda just taken up the role of "super awesome miscellaneous family member" for everyone at this point
He's back performing again after Sing 2- just not frequently or putting out any new songs [on his own at least- he might do a collaboration or two with Ash]
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Kaz Brekker x gn! Reader - Haunting Y/n L/n
A/n: This came from the pits of hell apparently
Heartbreak week masterlist?
Summary: A ghost from the past that doesn't quite feel too far gone whispers in your ear making you wonder whether you imagined it or not
Warnings: death, heartbreak, murder, swearing, PTSD, trauma, spiritual stuff, I think that's it? You have been warned!
The three P's:
[Pronouns used: you/your] [Pov: 2nd person] [Pairings: (romanitc!) kaz x reader (platonic!) crows x reader]
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You were shaking with anger, and horrible tears tracked down your face, while your eyes held the sorrow of a million soldiers. You had just botched the job today all because of one reason - Kaz Brekker was gone.
He had been for a few weeks now, fucking Pekka Rollins had killed him, his face right before he died remained forever engraved in your head. As that moment played in your head over, and over again. You didn't want to remember, you would beg Kaz to let you go every day and night. You feared sleep, yet you feared the daytime where you would see him everywhere.
Generally the job was going well, till you heard him whisper in your ear, his unmistakable presence behind you and a ghost of a hand over your arm; "They have you surrounded."
Had first you didn't believe it, you were just hallucinating again, Kaz wasn't there, ghosts weren't fucking real! It was fine, you were just being delusional! Yet you couldn't shake the feeling that this was different from precedent times - in the previous ones he would shout at you for letting him die. This just didn't feel the same way as those other ones did, but it didn't make you feel any less crazy.
Then it turned out to be true.
You didn't want to tell the Crows, they already worried about you enough with the waking up screaming and the zoning out, you didn't need to give them a reason to take you off every job for the rest of your life. Permanently.
But you knew he was there somehow, because you didn't have a fucking sixth sense, and really... Okay, maybe you didn't have more than that but what else could you say?
So then you went on another heist, and someone had pushed you out of a way of a bullet but as soon as you caught a glimpse of that gloved handed criminal he had disappeared into thin air.
Then the next one you had been captured, and you couldn't help but shiver in fear while they placed the cuffs on you. You knew who your captor was and you knew that they didn't have a very good reputation with keeping their temper. It was then where you had faced the very real possibility that you were going to die at the hands of a terrifying human being.
There, while you waited in your cell with fear having it's iron grip on you, leaving you with nothing but to relinquish to your fate.
Then he appeared.
Kaz fucking Brekker had come out of the shadows, seemingly floating off the ground the tiniest bit with his normal attire that he used to wear. Yet he looked nearly translucent like he wasn't supposed to be there - as if he had pulled every string possible in the universe to show up there.
Even then you knew that this was Kaz Brekker but not living no - Kaz was definitely dead. This was a ghost. You knew this because of the way he was looking at you, unguarded, walls completely down, Kaz Brekker had only given a fraction of that to you while he was alive because that's all he could afford to give.
He had gotten you out of there, that cell, the fate of certain death. Since then he started to talk to you;
"Can other people see you?"
"Of course they can, don't be stupid L/n why do you think I've been so scarce?" His ghostly form floated next to you as you did some paperwork for the Dregs.
"Why do you haunt me? Why not Pekka Rollins? We both know he deserves it more then me."
He didn't say anything for a long time, not until he had come over to you and placed a hand on your cheek forcing you to look into those eyes. Oh, you hated those eyes.
"I'm bound to you angel, it's... Complicated to say the least but that's just how it is. It's like the same way that you run everything and keep my memory alive."
You threw the papers you were just working on at him yet they just went right threw him because according to him he could only touch things when he focused or you. He could touch you whenever.
Your face was contorted with rage and grief.
"You've left me before! Why can't you just leave again!"
"I can't."
Today though, you got ready for a job with the Crows, trying so hard to not let your eyes flick over to the shadows. It had been awhile after you had found out Kaz was bound to you, and you just couldn't make your peace with it. All you could see every time you saw him was his death over and over again. But that didn't mean the Crows knew, they didn't even know that the Bastard of the Barrel was back.
You heard his voice in your ear while everyone else were discussing the plans; of course because he didn't want anyone of you to join him in death.
"We need to go in through the west doors not the east."
Your voice startles the Crows, you don't usually talk very much anymore and your eyes were just unfocused a minute ago leaving no clue that you were even listening to their conversation at all. They had long since gotten used to it, so to hear you speak up for the first time in a while was a shock.
"Why?" Wylan questioned you while everyone seemed to be asking the same question silently.
"Just trust me alright? If not then trust... the spirits or whatever the fuck you want to call them."
They pause for a moment before deciding that they would go with your suggestion. They had to trust you, you were a crow too and trusting is a two way street. Even if the way you put it was strange to say the least.
Though they would soon find out what you truly had meant.
The crows were all fighting together, although they had taken your advice there were still guards after all of you.
Most of you, however were in view, were spread out, and you were alone and backed onto a cliff.
"You're never alone." A wicked voice whispered happily in your mind even though the circumstances were anything but.
One of the men pushed as you were distracted by your own manic thoughts, causing you to fall backwards.
An arm grabbed your waist from behind as Kaz stopped your fall and pulled you right up next to him with an unmatched fury in his eyes.
It was not time for you to join him in death, if he had it his way it would never be.
Pulling out his trademark cane he started wrecking havoc, and were killing them off left and right. All for ever laying a hand on you, his angel.
Eventually they all laid dead, as it was impossible to kill a ghost, then Kaz turned around and floated over to you.
For some reason or another you snapped, you didn't know why but seeing him there again like that. Fighting like he used to, it was just too much for your brain to handle. You were shaking with tears streaming down your face as Kaz slowly placed a hand on your cheek. You let out a horrid sob as you fell to the ground and looked up at the sky.
All you could see was his death, you saw him die in your mind everyday. You wanted to move on from your despair, to free your mind from this torment. But you didn't want him to leave your side, because that would mean leaving again. Yet it was all too much, you wanted him but it hurt so much when you did.
The crows looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Kaz Brekker had done the impossible again, of course the fucker figured out how to be a visible ghost.
"Leave me alone Kaz!" You wept. "I can't-"
"Shh, love." He whispered in your ear and brought your lips to his.
It was incredible, and some part of you was over the moon that he could touch you like this, even if it took death to do so. Yet you could feel that ghostly timid to his lips, and you pulled away as a cry tore through your throat.
"Please Kaz, I can't take seeing you die again!"
Kaz looked down at you with sorrowful eyes.
"I'm sorry angel, but I can't."
And you sobbed, because you had him right in front of you but you so desperately wanted to see him alive.
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blooming-violets · 2 months
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Sorry this is gonna be a bit of a rant since it’s something I’ve had strong feelings about since joining the AG/TASM fanfic part of the internet, and you’ve provided me a great opportunity to talk about it.
As a trans person, I am BEGGING fanfic writers to stop writing Marauders stuff. I’ve seen so many people defend it with “separate art from the artist” but like it or not they are still supporting JKR. Separating art from the artist only really works when the artist can’t profit from it. She has done SO MUCH harm to trans people and particularly trans youth in the UK and it’s so fucking disheartening and gives me such an ick when I see TASM writers also write for Marauders because it truly comes across as “I love and support the trans community except when it comes to this because I like it.”.
Even if you ignore the transphobia and holocaust denial (YES IM SERIOUS, she’s denied parts of the holocaust at LEAST twice and she literally did it a second time the other day), the original writing is so fucking problematic. Things just off the top of my head being;
The goblins being stereotypes of Jewish people
The fucking racism with characters like Cho Chang and Kingsley Shacklebolt
The last Fantastic Beasts movie’s plot literally being trying to make WW2 and the holocaust happen
This point needs to be taken with a grain of salt since this was some bullshit Joanne said after the books came out, but werewolves in the universe being meant to represent people with aids. Which is so fucking awful considering one of the two werewolves was attacked by the other as a CHILD
The most ironic part of this is that if Andrew is truly the person he presents himself as, he would probably fucking despise being associated with HP, even if it is just a fancast. But yeah all this to say fuck JKR, fuck Marauders fans but also thank you so much Katie for that last anon answer because I genuinely don’t see that enough in this corner of the internet.
Even Daniel Radcliffe, Harry Potter himself, has spoken out against her and continues to loudly support the LGBTQ+ communities. When your own beloved Harry doesn't even want to stand by your side, you should know you fucked up. Sadly, she does not, and instead leans harder into her bigotry and hatred.
I've always been someone who is very loud and opinionated when I see things that I disagree with, which I know can rub some people the wrong way, but fuck it. I don't like to whisper about my issues on the sidelines, I like to confront the problem head on by being very clear about where I stand and how I feel. I'm not gonna sit around and let someone align me with JKR just because I'm writing a stupid werewolf and Peter Parker fic that exactly 5 people are reading lol. It's not even a popular fic like get out of my asks jfc. Esp when I can tell this person has not read a single sentence of my story and is completely basing their judgements on my header image of AG's face next to a wolf gif.
In this past week I have seen both a Steven Harrington werewolf au and a Daredevil werewolf au cross my dash. Do we think they're getting called out for supporting HP?? No. Because their actors weren't "fan casted" as something years ago. Fan casts don't even mean anything! There was never a movie about them. AG was never casted or played this role. It's literally nothing but a bunch of fans agreeing that they like his look for a fictional character.
Anyway, I'm also ranting back at you haha. You can rant to me anytime. I love a good rant and I agree with you 100%.
Werewolves were not created by JKR. Andrew Garfield has nothing to do with Harry Potter. Don't make make snap judgments about a person's character based on a picture you saw. Support your trans community. Don't be dick.
And, if they actually read my werewolf au, they would see that it's literally about learning to overcome your own hatred and biases of people different from you and learning to love those you were taught to hate. Crazy concept, I know! 🙄😉
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