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turtleblogatlast · 1 year
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Been thinking of AUs about what would happen if, for some reason or another, there’s one or more bro that’s just not around.
Particularly invested in lone Leonardo and Donatello basically being almost villainous in nature. Donatello being the guy with the contracts, Leo being the one to manipulate people into signing them.
Without Mikey and Raph as the moral compasses, it’s cool to think about how this would play out.
May or may not be imagining an animatic to the song ‘The Fine Print’ by the Stupendium. Just really love the idea of the two climbing up and up until they’re rubbing elbows with the intergalactic elite and only regret it when it’s too late to back down, so they keep up their jobs. Donnie creates a multitude of weapons and contracts and deals with the money, Leo stars in propaganda and uses his charisma and manipulation to get people to sign away to them. Not quite villains, but definitely not Good.
It’s fun thinking of AUs like this ngl, but I almost always need a song to bounce off of lmao
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corwidae · 26 days
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in my posting whatever era. i was trying to wean myself off tumblr but i gave myself tendonitis playing computer games so im back on my bullshit until i find another manga to inhale at the speed of sound
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lightvixxen · 7 months
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His housewife.
I GOT THE IDEA OF BEING SPENCERS LIL HOUSEWIFE AND I HAD TO WRITE ABOUT IT
summary: after Spencer has been away on a weeklong case you decide to make him dinner, which leads to him calling you his housewife and absolutely refusing to admit it.
WC: 2278
WARNINGS: 18+ MINORS DNI, this is pretty vanilla ngl, kinda soft dom! Spencer Reid, housewife kink, breeding kink (How did that happennnn), lingerie.
You hummed around the kitchen, you looked at the time and smiled to yourself. It was 5:30pm, meaning that in thirty minutes your husband, Spencer Reid, would walk through the apartment's door. If they weren’t pulled away on a last minute case. And you were praying that wouldn’t be the case tonight. 
The BAU had already been gone on a week-long case, and they just got back last night. You barely got to spend any time with your husband before the poor thing fell asleep on your couch. You missed him desperately, it was always hard, with his job. There was always the looming possibility that he would be pulled away from you for weeks on end, leaving you to your own devices. 
Though for tonight, you had made a nice dinner,making use of the recipe you had gotten from Rossi when you and Spencer had married. You smiled to yourself, realizing just how much of a housewife you looked like. You worked down at a local coffee shop, Spencer's salary was surprisingly enough to keep you both comfortable but you needed something to fill the lonely days he wasn’t with you. Besides, extra money never hurt anyone, you used your paycheck for luxury items for both you and spence, while he went to keep you in the apartment. 
You set the table then walked to the living room, which was closest to the door and you waited for Spencer's return. You laughed at yourself when you realized that you were akin to a dog waiting for its owner to return but that's how you felt. 
The second you heard the door unlock you were jumping up from your spot on the couch, the book in your hands immediately forgotten, Spencer wasn’t even through the door before you were pouncing on him, You jumped into his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist as you kissed him senseless. 
“Well- mmf- Hello- mm~ to you too.” Spencer's arms held you up as he walked through the threshold of your apartment, kicking the door shut. 
“Missed you.” you mumbled, fingers tangling in his wild hair, you captured him in a desperate kiss, making sure you hadn’t fallen asleep waiting for him to arrive. 
“Missed you too, my darling.” Spencer smiled softly, letting you love on him, it was definitely welcomed, especially after being away from you for so long. As he breathed the air around him in he noticed something, 
“Did you cook dinner?” You nodded excitedly, 
“I finally put the recipe Rossi gave to us at the wedding to good use! I swear I need a whole cookbook of that man's recipes-” You continued to ramble as Spencer put you down, his arms growing tired, you took hold of one of his hands as you led him into the kitchen. 
Spencer couldn't help but look at you lovingly, you had been home all day, run to the grocery store because he knew you did not have the ingredients for the recipe Rossi gave to you on hand. And then, you slaved over the stove for god knows how long to make him dinner for when he got home. 
He couldn’t help the flutter in his chest when he sat down at the table with you, a plate full of food already waiting for him. It was so domestic and he absolutely adored it. 
“My little housewife…” he mumbled, before digging into the food you had presented before him, moaning at the taste, coming home to his drop dead gorgeous wife jumping into his arms, then eating the delicious food she prepared is definitely what he needed after the week he had. 
You looked up at him from the food you had been eagerly waiting to actually get your hands on and eat,
“What was that babe?” you asked, you had caught a little of him said, ‘my’ and ‘house’ being the only things you managed to makeout, Spencer could be extremely quiet when he wanted.
Spencer looked up from his respectful plate and shook his head, 
“Hm? Nothing, it’s not important.” 
“No, no, no, what did you say?”
Spencer smiled sheepishly before getting the brilliant idea of stuffing his face full of food to avoid admitting to you that he had called you his housewife, he wasn’t sure what your reaction would be, despite being with you for five years and him being a profiler it was always hard to gauge your reactions. He blames the fact he’s wildly in love with you, it acts as some sort of shield from his profiling skills. And he was just too fucking embarrased to actually admit it. 
You huff realizing you're not gonna get it out of him while he has something to change the subject with.
After dinner you had decided to watch a movie, cuddled into Spencer's side on the couch. You had put on a horror movie, which you definitely were not paying attention to, and you doubt Spencer was either, you were just basking in the knowledge you were next to each other, instead of being miles apart. 
You glanced down at his watch realizing it was close to midnight.
“Shit, it’s almost midnight.” You said, moving to get up. Spencer moves his arm that was slung over your shoulder. 
“Gonna get ready for bed?” he asks you, and you nod, standing up. 
“Yeah but I'm probably not gonna fall asleep for another few hours.” Your husband nods in understanding, 
“I’ll be in there in a little bit” You nod again smiling, leaning down to peck Spencer on the lips before you move towards your shared bedroom. You were in the bathroom that connected to your bedroom when Spencer came in. You were brushing your hair, not wanting to deal with the unbearable knots that form in the morning. 
You picked out a silky babydoll nightgown, it was purple, and just so happened to be Spencer's favorite nightgown that you owned. You were going to get what Spencer said out of him whether he likes it or not.
“Hey Spence…” you call, getting his attention, he was already in pajamas reading a book in the bed, like usually is. 
“Yes?” he calls back, turning his attention away from the book he had in his hands. Before dropping it to the side entirely. “Really? The nightgown?” He asks, eyes scanning you up and down. 
“What do you mean the nightgown…?” Spencer smirks at you. 
“Sweetheart, you only wear that nightgown on our anniversary or when you really want to get something out of me.”
“Well…not my fault it works getting information out of you.” You cross your arms under your breasts, the nightgown already accentuates your curves, along with your breasts, other than the color that was the reason why it was Spencer's favorite, it showed off his favorite parts of you. 
He groaned when he realized what you were doing. 
“That's why it works, you're the definition of temptation when you wear it.”
You smirk, walking towards the bed while swaying your hips, Spencer's eyes were trained on you, you knew exactly how to get what you wanted out of him. You slowly slid yourself onto his lap, making sure you kept eye contact with him. Once you were fully settled onto his lap Spencer attempted to put his hands on your waist but you caught his wrists before he could.
“Nu-uh no touching, you get to touch when you tell me what you said earlier.” you tell him, and he groaned again. 
“Evil woman, you know how to exactly get what you want from me, don’t you?” You smile at him, “Spill it, doctor Reid” 
“God you are evil.” Spencer smiles. “I uh- I called you my housewife…just you cooking, waiting for me to come home…it's so domestic, the thought just slipped out.” You hummed, leaning down to kiss up his neck, leaving bruises in your wake, you released his wrists in favor of balancing yourself on his chest. His hands went to rest on your waist. 
“That's it? Not really embarrassing.” 
“You weren’t even meant to hear it.” Spencers hands moved from your waist to your ass, and buried his face in your neck. “I really should burn this nightgown, you get the upper hand too easily.” 
You gasp when you feel his hands squeeze your ass “I’m more surprised you haven’t ripped it yet-!” you squeal when he changes the position, swapping you so you're on your back and he’s towering over you, he places his knee so it's in between your thighs. 
“I’ve definitely thought about it…” He mumbles into your neck, his hands sliding the bottom of the nightgown up to bunch around your hips, his knee presses into your center, you have no doubts he can feel a damp spot in your panties. 
“Spencer…” you whimpered, feeling his lips trace the column of your neck, he liked to take his time with you, especially after you decided to tease him.
He tugged the nightgown down to free your breasts, thanking the heavens that it didn’t take too much effort. He moved his head so he was leveled with your breasts, his mouth wrapping around one of your nipples. You shivered at the sensation. Spencer was obsessed with your boobs, he could spend hours just sucking on them if you’d let him. 
His tongue circled your nipple, and his other hand came up to pinch and pull at the other, soft moans flying out of your mouth at your husband's ministrations. Spencer spent a generous amount of time on one before he moved to give his attention to the other, giving both of your breasts equal treatment. 
“Spencer please, don’t tease-” 
“Baby, you're the one who decided to tease me first.” He tells you, breaking away from your breasts, deciding he was done anyway. He rucks up the bottom of the nightgown, exposing the matching lace panties. 
“Why do you even bother to wear panties with this thing, you should know I get them off of you the second you give me the chance” He pulls the lace down your legs, flinging them somewhere in the room. 
You shrug, “I don’t know either sometimes.” 
Spencer pulls down his pajama pants and boxers enough to let his cock free. And you can feel your mouth water at the sight. Spencer had probably the most perfect cock you’ve seen, He was long but not to the point it was painful, and he had the perfect amount of girth to just to make you feel full. 
He drags the head of his cock through your lips, coating it in your wetness, letting it catch on your clit a few times. You throw your head back and moan. 
“Been thinking about this all week, been thinking about you all week” You tell him, moaning again when he finally sinks himself into your hole. 
“Yeah?” He smirks, starting to slowly thrust in and out, he would pull out enough to where just the tip stayed in you, before slamming himself back into you. “What were you thinking about sweetheart?” 
“Just- fuck- this, you, your cock filling me up, filling me with your cum- Fuck!” He made a calculated thrust into your g-spot, he can find and play with your body with terrifying precision. 
“Really? Want me to fill you up, darling? Maybe we should try for a baby this time, hm? That way I can just keep you plugged up all day…” Spencer's thrusts became more steady, he kept a harsh rhythm, making sure to hit your g-spot with each one. 
You moaned loudly, nodding quickly. 
“Spencer! Please, shit, yes!” 
“Yeah? Want to make me a daddy? Be my cute, pregnant, housewife?” he asked, and you nodded, his thrusted were deep and quick, he knew exactly how to force you close to the edge, paired with the fact you refuse to get off without him, he had you hurtling to the edge quicker than you’d like. 
“Spencer, I’m gonna cum, please, please!” 
“I am too sweetheart, just hold it a little longer, I’m so close baby” Spencer buried his face into your neck, he got vocal when he got close, and he liked using your body as a way to muffle his own moans. 
“Spence no- Wanna hear you please-” Spencer lifted his head, putting his forehead against yours, moans falling from both of your mouths. 
“I’m so close, you gonna cum with me baby?” One of Spencer's hands moved in between your bodies, his thumb rubbing tight circles into your clit. You nodded, feeling the tension tightening in your stomach. 
“Shit- Fuck, please hurry Spence, I don’t know how much longer I can hold it!” You threw your head back into your pillows, eyes screwed shut, focusing on not cumming too early. Spencer laced his hands through yours, hips desperately chasing his own release. 
“Now, fuck, cum now!” His words were enough to have the tension in your stomach snap, your cunt spazzing and tightening around his cock. Your orgasm is what tipped him over the edge, with one last thrust Spencer buried himself deep inside you, filling you up with his cum. 
After a few minutes all that was left in the room was the sound of your rugged breathing, you’re pretty sure you’ve ascended to heaven, after a week of being pent up and how powerful your orgasm was you’re confident that it killed you. 
Spencer had collapsed on top of you, catching his breath. He looked up at you, resting his head on your chest. You smiled back, hands coming up to run your fingers through his hair. 
“Welcome home, Spence.”
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bunniekittiee · 5 months
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Hi! Hi! Sorry for asking, mind if I ask if you are open request for the hc or fic? Since I have a brilliant idea, about Bi-han and bi-han s/o.
"They fell first, they fell harder but he never fell. He fell too late until he realized he's late for apologize."
I’ll answer this in headcanons and a little drabble just because I’ve been cranking out fics like crazy so I need something else to switch it up. This is kind of long ngl but I couldn't help it. Might have some spelling errors.
Reader gets referred to as a woman and such, so fem. reader.
Bi-Han x Reader; Raiden x Reader
If you are married to Bi-Han for your clans sake, he sees your marriage as a business ordeal.
To him, he is not romantically interested because he only married you for clan purposes. He does not love you.
That is the sad truth and truly it bothers you.
A marriage was supposed to be based around love and support, not business.
However Bi-Han saw it differently.
There is not many interactions between you two. He stays away and you stay out of his way.
You eat dinner together but there is not much conversation. Sometimes he will talk about certain events, but he will never really ask about your day.
If he does, he is just curious to know what you have done while he’s been tending to his duties.
There is nothing special about the bed time routine.
He will stay on his side of the bed and sleep with his back turned to you.
The nights can feel really lonely and make you really sad.
Sometimes he will lower the temperature of the bed so it doesn’t get too hot.
To keep you somewhat comfortable.
But what you truly crave is the touch of the man you married.
Although Bi-Han is standoffish and not exactly the most welcoming, you have still fallen in love with him.
Every imperfection of Bi-Han is just an extra part of him to love.
He sees it in your eyes when he catches your gaze, and honestly it strokes his big ass ego that you are in love with him.
He cannot say the same for you, though. :(
You like to do special things for him to get his attention and appreciation.
Such as cooking his favorite meals, preparing his uniforms, even going as far as stitching together his ruined ones.
He appreciates it, he may not exactly show it but he does, however he feels that you are simply doing this to make him love you.
So it can kind of annoy him.
You try to show him some sorts of affection, but Bi-Han will only really allow kisses. He will reject hugs often.
It hurts but at least you can still show him some affection.
Kuai Liang and Tomas both see how much you love Bi-Han, but they see that look in their brother’s eyes.
Void of any infatuation of you, let alone romance.
They will comfort you when you feel unloved and uncared for.
Tomas wishes the circumstances were different for you, but he tells you that maybe one day Bi-Han will realize that he does love you.
Kuai Liang shoots him a look that says ‘don’t give her hope’.
They don’t want you to be hurt or to hold onto Bi-Han in hopes of him returning the same feelings.
Kuai Liang and Tomas took you out to eat dinner at Madame Bo's which is where you met some of their friends. It was Johnny, Raiden, Kung Lao, and Kenshi.
They were interested in you as you were a new face, and Kuai Liang introduced you as the Grandmaster's wife. Johnny thinks that you are too stunning for grouchy old Bi-Han.
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"You are married to Bi-Han?" Johnny asks in almost complete shock. "I didn't even know he was married. How did he get so lucky with a pretty woman like you?"
Blushing at his words, you just smile. Kung Lao rolls his eyes. "Stop flirting with the Grandmaster's wife, otherwise your head will end up on a ice pick."
"It will all be worth it in the end." Johnny replies with a small wink at you. Kenshi chuckles quietly.
Kuai Liang notices how Raiden looks at you, his mouth slightly agape at your beautiful form. He thinks it is a little funny but also sweet. He almost wished Bi-Han would do the same for you. He sees Raiden's eyes travel down to take you in completely, wearing blue and black to match Bi-Han's uniforms. Matching with Bi-Han who hardly ever took you out.
Tomas is a little oblivious to it, he doesn't see it at first until Kuai Liang points it out. You and Raiden strike up a conversation, and the Thunder God is fumbling over his words. He has a serious blush on his cheeks, and Kung Lao almost feels bad for the inexperienced Raiden. You, however, think it's very cute. You relish in the attention he gives you because Bi-Han hardly ever paid any mind to you. It makes you feel good, it makes you feel wanted.
There is some guilt that gnaws at you though. Almost as if you are doing something bad behind Bi-Han's back, but his siblings were sitting a couple feet away from you, so it wasn't bad right? By the end of the night, Raiden has fallen head over heels for your kind, compassionate personality. Just like Johnny, he wondered what Bi-Han did to deserve such a sweetheart like you. He feels disappointed when it is time for you to leave with the brothers. The moment you leave, everyone is grilling him.
"You made it super obvious that you are interested, Raiden." Kenshi states humorously. "I could hear your heart race from here."
Raiden internally groans. "Was it really that obvious?"
"Totally Thunder Lad. But she was enjoying the attention." Johnny grinned mischeviously. "I don't think Bi-Han is exactly taking care of her."
"It's Bi-Han, he probably treats his wife like she's a warrior." Kung Lao said as he took a sip of his tea.
You are on Raiden's mind at every possible moment after he first meets you. He seriously could not wait to see you again even though he felt like it was wrong. You were married to another man, but you were too good for him.
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Kuai Liang and Tomas discuss that night in their chambers about how Raiden was acting.
They honestly think it was cute to see you both interacting with each other. they thought of puppy love when they saw you together.
But they knew it was good to be wary because of Bi-Han. He may not have loved you, but you were still his wife.
Bi-Han asks you how your night was with his brothers. He sees that dazed look in your eyes and wonders what happened.
You just tell him you met their friends. Bi-Han just nods his head and tells you that he is glad that you had a good time. But he is wondering why you seem much more giddier.
It feels so wrong, but you continue to think about Raiden. When you make dinners for Bi-Han or do little tasks, you pretend that you are doing them for Raiden.
To get the look of approval and love that Bi-Han never shared with you.
Kuai and Tomas wonder if it is better to have you separate from Bi-Han. Although the word of divorce would not be a good look, it is better than possibly committing adultery.
Then they wonder if Bi-Han will willingly let you go.
They try to bring it up to him in different ways and Bi-Han never really catches on.
Until one day, Kuai Liang brings it up outright and Bi-Han is a little taken aback.
But Bi-Han thinks about it. Although he shared a life with you, you were not exactly in it.
Impulsively, he decides. Might as well break it off now, and he negotiates another deal with your old clan.
When he broke the news, you felt your heart break. Even though you were starting to think about Raiden, your heart was still with Bi-Han.
Kuai and Tomas felt horrible when they saw how awful you felt, but they knew it would work out for you in the end. It was better this way, they were convinced.
You moved back with your clan, and you thought that Kuai and Tomas would stop taking you out, but they did not. They still kept in touch with you often. They never brought up Bi-Han or talked about him out of respect for you.
The other Earthrealmers heard about your split from Bi-Han and they knew it would not last too long.
Raiden felt liable for your divorce, but part of him was joyous. Without Bi-Han in the picture, he had a chance.
Kuai and Tomas took you out again to Madame Bo's when you felt like you were ready.
Raiden is in awe of how free and wonderful you look. It was as if you had gotten more stunning after your relationship with Bi-Han ended.
Seeing Raiden makes your heart flutter and you immediately sit by him.
Johnny makes a comment about how the Lin Kuei colors were not fitting for you and you laugh.
Raiden feels himself start to get flustered when you two interact. You both are much more handsy but in innocent ways.
Kung Lao cannot help that stupid grin on his face and he gives Raiden a look. Raiden rolls his eyes.
As the night continues, you and Raiden are in your own world.
When it is time to leave, Raiden walks you home. You get the courage to tell him that you are interested in him, but you feel that it is too soon to get into another relationship.
He completely understands, and he takes your hands and tells you that he would wait an eternity to be with such a wonderful woman like you.
You become flustered and both say goodbye. He cannot help but smile like a madman when he is walking back.
When it is time, Raiden is so thrilled. He feels honored to be with someone similar to him.
Your heart swells with love when you see Raiden. He makes you feel much more appreciated and adored than Bi-Han had ever done.
Kuai and Tomas congratulate you both on your new relationship. They are happy for you, and it is good to see you in a happy, equal relationship.
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However, Bi-Han was troubled. He did not notice it at first, and it did not hit him right away until more time passed. His chambers were empty, there were no more warm meals from you, he had to be treated in med bay for his wounds instead of you taking care of him, his uniforms were never patched up, he never got to wake up to you next to him. The Arctika felt lonely without your presence. He ate dinner with his brothers, but the empty spot next to him made him long for you.
He did not realize how much of a difference you made in his life. With your sweet kisses that you pressed to his face or his lips or the loving gaze you had when you crossed paths with him.
His moods faltered. He really started to miss you, and his brothers could see that he was struggling. They felt culpable because they convinced him to divorce, but it was for your own good. Deep down, they both knew you deserved better than Bi-Han. And you did get better, you had Raiden.
The brothers were able to convince Bi-Han to go out for dinner. Just the three of them. Bi-Han surprisingly agreed, but he still felt melancholy. It upset him that his wife could not go with them. So he was in a sour mood when they arrived.
Raiden always took you out no matter what, he loved being with you and showing you off. His friends were overjoyed that you both were a couple now. Kung Lao always teased you both. But truly, they were happy.
Sitting at the table with the men, your eyes were met with cold, hurting brown eyes. Your breath slightly hitched as Bi-Han watched Raiden's arm snake around your waist while he was talking. His eyes narrowed and his face was screwed up in displeasure. Seeing Raiden touch you in intimate ways made Bi-Han clench his jaw as he furiously watched as Raiden held your hand with his free one. It should have been Bi-Han holding you. It should have been him next to you. You should have been with him tonight, not Raiden.
But Bi-Han saw how happy you looked with him. He saw you show emotions that he never saw from you when you were with him. It made him regretful. He should have been better with you.
He turned his eyes away from you and stared at the table. Tomas and Kuai Liang both felt the miserable energy radiating from Bi-Han. He was too late to change things. You were happy with someone else. And that was final. He could not change a thing about it. Although he badly wanted to grab you and take you back to the Arctika, he could not bring himself to move. You were not his.
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alle-ni · 6 months
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My thoughts about goodomensverse (I'm clinically insane) (my personal opinion) (long post)
Book Crowley:
- absolute disaster
- lonely boy
- grumpiest
- he's so in love with Aziraphale but didn't even realised yet
- a bit dumb sometimes ngl
- very tired
- he's trying so hard save earth and everything he knows but everytime he tries to explain why it's always AZIRAPHALE
- sometimes he's like... your old gay uncle, the old gay uncle of the family except it's a 6000 years old gender fluid demon
- HISS LIKE A SNAKE GANG
- got called dear once and them died (figuratively)
Radio Crowley:
- flirty
- "Humm have you ever seen me in a dress~~??"
- he's like flirting with Aziraphale 24/7
- 0 patience this man is a BOMB
- if Aziraphale ever EVER got slightly flirty with him back he will EXPLODE
- smartest of them all, he's very intelligent
- HISS LIKE A SSSSSNAKE GANG
- he's so in love with Aziraphale and it makes him SO FRUSTRATED
- his Aziraphale is the hardest one to reach, maybe this is why he's so deliberately obvious and direct with him (he's resilient, he will never give up)
- he's like a tsudere teenager collegial except he's a 6000 years old demon with serious issues
- not called dear yet poor soul </3
TV Crowley:
- SILLY
- he's the dumbest of them all, sorry 😭
- red hair
- he's so in love with Aziraphale and everyone notice it's SO OBVIOUS
- he's the most affected by The Bookshop Burning ™ event
- the only one who got to kiss the angel, good for him ig, or sorry, idk
- anxiety bomb he literally (literally) EXPLODE
- strongest soldier bc his Aziraphale is IMPOSSIBLE
- got dumped 2 times more than the others someone pls help him
- the most brave tho
- doesn't hiss a lot :/ free him from this madness let him hiss
- he's like a puppy with giant yellow eyes except it's a 6000 years old snake demon that lies all the time
- protective as hell this man wouldn't let anyone near Aziraphale if possible
- got called dear but at what cost??????????????
Book Aziraphale:
- Anxious all the time, religious trauma except the god is your father and he left you and never talk to you again and the guard angels are your siblings and they want you do be dead
- He's so soft he wants so bad to comfort Crowley but he's really hard to reach
- his Crowley is the most difficult of all of them, he needs to circle him a lot to get in touch
- this man got called names so often I don't think he even cares anymore
- he's very nerdy
- he's the calmest of them all
- really chill
- everyone is so mean to him for no reason
- he has 1 braincell tbh and it's really bad bc his Crowley is not that brilliant too they're both stupid sometimes
- he really REALLY wants to be with Crowley and Crowley only, he sounds almost obligated to be with heaven
- he is really kind to others even when they don't deserve
- he called Crowley dear once and then implode
Radio Aziraphale:
- full of himself
- bastard
- the most closed and oblivious of them all
- he tries to play cool with Crowley all the time (he's slowly getting insane and someday he will jump on this man)
- he's the most self sufficient one he barely holds on Crowley to anything and they're pretty independent
- Crowley can say shit like "Miss me angel~~??" and he would keep a bored face and not react at all (he screamed with the walls 4 hours later)
- he's also a tsudere collegial but he at least try to look cool and composed in public
- he's the Aziraphale that most believes in heaven, he's sure they are good and selfless and the right side
- he's not so brilliant tbh but he got a lot of spirit
- the most active Aziraphale ?? He really put his hand in the dirt and do the things alone
- the most angry and bad tempered of them all, bro scream "WE ARE CLOSED LOOK AT THE DAMN SIGN" when ppl barely touch the bookshop door
- he has a lot of patience with Crowley, not deserved tbh bc he thinks it's his personal job to get in Aziraphale's nerves
- overall he is polite
- he's really proud of their "arrangement" there not only one chance he let go without saying that
- he likes to provoke Crowley sometimes too but not as much as the other way around
- if he ever call Crowley dear he will explode
TV Aziraphale:
- bitchiest
- this man need to be sedated what the fuck Aziraphale
- most nuts of then all he's CRAZY
- he's the most up to do shit with Crowley they're insane together
- he doesn't let Crowley rest he is flirting and being cute and hitting on Crowley all the time
- he's so obviously in love with Crowley its embarrassing
- he's the fruitiest he's the entire salad
- the most... indulgent, if I can say, of them all
- more like an employer of heaven, different of book Aziraphale
- he's the only one with almost white hair
- he got kissed but at what cost
- he's the most intelligent of all of them how can he be this dumb
- he loves little things about earth and humans and life and he seems to be the Aziraphale that most love EARTH itself, like, the life, the humans, the food, the little pleasures we have, the little time of happiness we have between all the shit that is happening... he really loves humans <3
- he's conflicted about heaven, he seems to know that there's something WRONG with how heaven works but still doesn't understand what exactly it is
- "oh but saving me makes him soooo happyyyy~~~"
- overall kind and sweet, in a excited way
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zombyjuice · 2 months
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YOU USED TO LIVE A BLONDED LIFE₊˚⊹ ᰔ(๑ᵕ⌓ᵕ̤)>c[_]
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in which it’s almost valentines and all wonbin can think about is the girl on his bus rides home.
wonbin x fem!reader
cussing, awkward, kinda bad ngl, reader is poc ermmm enjoy :3
“I’m lonely, I need a man before Valentine or I’ll go fucking insane” you speak coming up behind your friend Luna who practically jumped out of her seat phone flying in the air “Goodness! Someone needs to go put a bell on you” you look down at her with a menacing stare getting out of your 🕴️pose and going to the other side to grab your chair, stepping over her phone.
“I feel like you’ve already gone insane,” she picks up her phone thanking God it’s not broken “Cute hair by the way” she points out your now dark brown hair up put in a ponytail and a white headband with a fluffy blue star clip attached to it, you smile softly touching your hair “hopefully that cute boy on the bus thinks the same, he’s always staring at me I think he wants at me” you let out a giggle and jump up and down on your chair “oh my GOSH he’s so fine how~”
“shut up I’m sure he’s going to like it your pretty and look straight out of one of those old quirky Japanese fashion magazines, also you don’t have the worst personality” she states finishing her coffee “Oh? whatever fuck you let’s go” you kick her under the table and watch her face curl up in pain laughing out loud.
You guys shuffle out of the cafe with grumpy faces seeing all Valentine’s decorations and giddy men and women with gifts for the significant others, “disgusting” you sneer “Be happy” you glare at her “Shut the fuck up and be mad with me fuck valentines!” you slightly shout her eyes darting around not understanding how you have no shame(in Korea), you were a strange complex person but she loved you for it, deciding to ignore the glares.
Not even on the bus yet eyes immediately start darting trying to find the boy excited dressed just for him even though in the back of your mind you knew you were never going to go up to him ever, especially remembering your first interaction.
To make a long story short he was at the bus station at 1 am doing God knows what (waiting for the bus) and since there was barely anyone there you and Luna thought it was the best time to do a silly little TikTok you sprouting with energy cause Luna just gave you tons of it.
The song was slowed down so there you were dancing your heart out (slowly) to Ma Boy by sistar19 to get the perfect video and everything would’ve been fine if you didn’t heard the stifled laugh that the boy was holding.
Your face contoured with fear and Luna's deadpan while tapping your shoulder to run. And ever since then you’d see the boy every day, which would be concerning any other man but this was a breathtaking man who looked at you like he wanted to go down on you any moment.
Luna says it’s not that bad because the video ended up being great the sped up video making people laugh and you guys got viral the next day but you think that was hands down the most embarrassing moment of your life.
“I think you guys would look good together” your friend states while you guys eagerly waiting for the bus “What do you mean? How?!” you get giddy slapping her arm “idk it give cute black cat bf and weird orange cat gf” “okay can you hop off always trying to insult me” “that’s what I do best” “oh you're a fucker” “ow! Stop pinching me gay fuck” “You’re g-”
“the doors open” a quiet voice that belonged to no other than your future(not really) pretty black cat boyfriend >:3
you both barely look back and beeline into the bus.
“haha,” you awkwardly laugh a little too late at the boy who looked at you a little silly, both of your eyebrows raised strangely at each other “Oh my gosh” Luna muttered.
You turned around all of a sudden you would like to leave right about now.
The bus ride was quite awkward you and your friend standing and chatting sometimes losing yourselves in the convos and laughing a bit too loud immediately going to check if he looked at you a certain way.
You guys shared cute glances here and there you could feel the way he looked at your outfit or the way he scanned your side profile also not failing to catch the soft grin plastered on his face.
When the time came around for you to get off your bus stop you frowned, yeah you guys never talked before and you weren’t planning on it, but his presence was enough you could gladly sit awkwardly next to him as he looked at you with those cute boba eyes, gladly giving him the same look back.
You gave him one last look and a soft tight lip smile before walking away with your friend off the bus, but what you didn’t catch was that he followed you guys off.
“excuse me- excuse me”
You guys turn stiff and you snap back to see him slightly smile and wave “Can I um speak to you, please, not to be weird or anything”
You look at Luna with a smile a little too bright and she nods smiling back and glaring at Wonbin before walking off.
you look back at the boy's direction and you walk up to meet each other properly…
“You changed your hair,” he states blankly your eyes go a bit wide, and chuckle a bit “Yeah I was tired of the blonde, but I’m nervous this might be too plain though it does look a lot better I might add some color or maybe like a couple of blo- sorry I blabbering” he giggles a little too hard eyes turning into crescents and cheeks burning red “sorry that was a weird statement, not your fault, haha but um I’m Wonbin…” he scammed your features and your reactions finding them all so cute how expressive and real you are it’s like he could see you take note of his name in your head.
“Wonbin.. pretty I like it! I’m y/n” his face burned more and he couldn’t help but let out a nervously high giggle “Also pretty I think you're pretty too and I wanted to introduce myself properly and take you on a date or two before you know, Valentine's” gulp.
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h-harleybaby · 11 months
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I really like South Park fractured but whole, so maybe you could do Team Stan + Butters reacting to their s/o wanting to be their hero sidekick?
Ughhhhh that’s such a good request. I was like, about to say that my requests are closed but lately I’ve been in a funk and really obsessed with tfbw so NVM I’M WRITING THIS! It might get me out of that funk I was talking about, I need to write anyways. Btw this is all like, aged up to highschool at the very least. You can't tell me they wouldn't still roleplay during highschool because I know damn well they would
You can kinda tell which ones I didn't put too much effort in sorryyyy I just didn't know what to write also also also ignore any mistakes
Cartman, The Raccoon
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• Cartman literally gets so excited it's funny, but if you say anything about him being excited he flips you off and tells you that you can't be his sidekick (he's lying)
• He kinda thinks of everyone on the team as his sidekicks but you're like, his special sidekick and he'll never admit it
• He loves having you as his sidekick, NOW IT'S LIKE ALL OF YOUR MISSIONS ARE DATES!
• Cartman literally throws a fit anytime he has a mission you can't go on, he wants you there SO FUCKING BAD but he'll never tell you that
• He's weirdly protective of you but it's really nice (this totally isn't based off me talking to the Cartman character ai)
• You definitely bring snacks for you guys during patrol and I swear to god his pupils are hearts I'm not even kidding
• In my opinion, patrols and stakeouts with Cartman would be the best
• Out of all of them, he's the one you do the most with. Every other night there's some sort of crazy bullshit y'all deal with
• Most of the crazy bullshit being because Cartman caused it but shhhhh we don't talk about it
• Being his sidekick is a soild 7/10, he can get a lil selfish but he's really fun
Kyle, Human Kite
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• Kyle's excited but more nervous than anything, he doesn't have anything to worry about tho!
• Y'all are a pretty good duo, even though you don't normally go on missions where y'all have to fight
• You guys work more with damage control, I mean kites are pretty fragile and mans is a human kite alien so like
• Not to say he's weak, he's far from it actually! He just has pretty low health and stuff ya know?
• HOWEVER! You're a pretty good healer so it just makes sense that y'all are always near each other on the battlefield, plus sidekick so yeah
• Not only do y'all usually do damage control but also a pretty good amount of recon
• Half of the time you guys end up getting caught and have to run away so you get to be on Kyle's back as y'all are gliding the hell out of there
• Its like, surprisingly fun to be gliding. The wind in your hair and the excitement is the best
• Anyways, because y'all don't see combat too often the patrols are really calm. Sometimes even a little boring but you don't mind, neither of you are getting hurt and that's all that matters
• 9/10, it's kinda boring sometimes but it's pretty nice to be with your bf. At least y'all don't get hurt and can goof off during patrol
Stan, Toolshed
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• Stan's kinda indifferent about it, he's like "cool you're joining me... why?"
• Don't get me wrong, he thinks it's cool you wanna join him! He just doesn't get it too much, isn't it gonna be boring for you?
• Well, ya know what? Now he has someone to spend sleepless nights with when he's on patrol!
• Ngl he underestimated how much he would enjoy having you by his side, he's not lonely anymore AND SOMEHOW HE DIDN'T NOTICE HOW LONELY HE WAS TILL YOU JOINED HIM
• Ahhh, imagine if you had tool themed super powers too?? Y'all share some of his dads power tools and have to awkwardly try fixing them when they somehow break during battle
• You can't tell me Stan hasn't broken them before! He literally throws screwdrivers at people and shoves power tools into the ground, they have to break at some point
• Good thing you guys somewhat know how to fix things, y'all both probably would've been dead multiple times if you didn't know how to repair the shit y'all break
• Y'all have definitely had to clean blood off the tools at the end of patrols/nights. Literally almost every time, he really has to stop throwing screwdrivers at people
• Anyways, Stan thinks you're the best sidekick ever and he loves having you around. Having you as his sidekick is really fun overall, he wouldn't trade you for literally any other
• Being his sidekick is a good 8/10, it's not the best thing to clean blood off tools at 2 am but you don't mind too much
Kenny, Mysterion
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• Part of Kenny is over the moon! The other part, not so much
• He doesn't want you to get hurt while you're his sidekick so he's probably a lot more careful on his missions than he usually is
• There's definitely a lot of flirting between y'all tho, he gets SO cocky when he's Mysterion. Its one of his favorite things to get you flustered and flirt with you like, mid battle
• He doesn't die as much as he used to now that you're there so that's nice! He can't bare having you see him die tbh
• Y'all often patrol more dangerous parts of town so you guys see combat REALLY often
• I mean it's not Kenny's fault that homeless methheads and rednecks keep trying to kill you guys. It's whatever, he's good at fighting and so are you!
• You are by no means delicate, no matter how much he tries to protect you from all the battle you still end up seeing it anyways
• He kinda thinks it's hot that you're so good at fighting, he's literally like "damn bbg, you can beat my ass any day"
• Kenny never gets used to you flirting back with him, he practically short circuits. You think it's cute how he can flirt so easily but get so flustered when it's reciprocated
• In my opinion, being his sidekick is 8.5/10 because of all the fighting and flirting
Butters, Professor Chaos
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• Omg Butters is ecstatic! He didn't know how you knew he was Professor Chaos but he doesn't dwell on it too much
• Now you guys can bring all the chaos your little heart desires to South Park and he's so happy about it
• First South Park, then WORLD DOMINATION!
• You're not exactly one of his henchmen and he doesn't have the heart to call you his sidekick, you're something higher than henchman?
• Does it really matter? He's gonna bring chaos to the world with you by his side and that's all that really matters in his opinion
• Every time Cartman and his hero team beat him up after foiling his plans you always end up having to patch him up which is kinda annoying but it's fun to scheme with Butters during that time
• You definitely end up being the one who reminds him of his common sense, you're kinda like his rock in a way?
• He's so glad to have you by his side, plus now that you're here his plans actually succeed sometimes!
• The younger henchman all ship you guys considering most of them don't know y'all are actually dating, it's pretty endearing
• Solid 8/10, you rarely get hurt and it's kinda painful to see Butters hurt but y'all have a good time in general
No hear me out, like I wanna pick them all up and hug them like teddy bears. They're all so cute as kids even tho Cartman would probably and most likely has committed war crimes they're my lil cutie patooties. They're literally all really close to my height but I don't care I wanna hug them like teddy bears
If anyone has any recs for places to buy like, nice plushies of them I would appreciate it <3333
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gojos-thot-patrol · 1 year
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I don’t know bout you but I’m introverted af. How would the jjk dudes treat an introverted and shy partner? 😊
AHH I love this request!! though, I will say I also have extreme social anxiety and I think that may have bled through so keep that in mind!
Now Presenting...
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Starring: Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, and Ryomen Sukuna
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Satoru Gojo
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Gojo is going to be a hard one to deal with if you’re an introvert, I’m not gonna lie homies
He is extremely extroverted and loves to be around people.
He actually kinda has to be around people, least he lose his frickin mind
But, he does try to do better and pick up on your nonverbal cues
If you guys are out and he notices you getting overwhelmed, he tries to separate you from the situation
And while he loves hang outs, kick backs, nights out ect, he also loves just hanging out with you at home, quietly watching you play games or read together
I will say he does fall into the trap of finding your shyness cute.
Your flustered body language as you try to hide yourself away in social situations, He finds it cute!
And I honestly think he has a little bit of a hard time understanding your discomfort being around friends.
I mean, think about it. He’s a lonely guy with not a lot of friends. Gojo loves to attend social gatherings and hang outs, because they make him less lonely.
Why would anyone want to be lonely?
I also think he would have a pretty hard time giving you space ngl
Like, you just want to read alone but he wants to be right next to you. 
So, you have to be blunt with no room for misinterpretation when you need space. Just like real life!
I don’t think it would hurt his feelings, don’t worry. He’d be happy you can be so honest with him
He does try to adapt to you and your needs, but ya gotta give him some time
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Suguru Geto
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BESTIES, HE RUNS A CULT IDK WHAT YA WANT ME TO TELL YA
As an introvert who loves loves loves Suguru, don’t date him if you’re an introvert LMAO
He’s always got people in and around his house and all of them want to talk to him. It’s his “Family”
He may even be a little bit upset with you for wanting space from his family
They don’t mean you any harm, they love you! Why do you hate and avoid them?
I think he would “try” To “Help you adapt.”
By that I mean when you start to get overwhelmed, he pushes you past your boundaries to keep hanging out with them.
He would give you a drink to “help you nerves” 1000%
I just feel like being an introvert and dating him would leave you overstimulated all the time.
Not related (But it feels very related) he sees no problem in using the overhead lights and does so liberally. I mean that derogatorily.
Your best bet at getting some space is sneaking away while the others are deep in conversation
If you’re an introvert please stay far away from this man. I'm so serious. For your own safety stay clear
Now, that being said, I do think you can get some quiet time by agreeing to read with him.
But that’s it other than that you’re screwed.
Good luck soldier.
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Kento Nanami
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HIM TOO BESTIE HIM TOO
He completely understands because he is the exact same way
He's extremely sensitive to your needs and when you start to feel overwhelmed 
And as such, he's really good about getting you away from the situation and to a safe place where you can calm down
He understands space better than any of the other guys because he needs it sometimes too
You guys work because both of you hate everyone else
Ok, that's a bit of an exaggeration but there's truth to it!
One of his favorite fate nights is just sitting with you reading together 
Unlike Gojo, he doesn't see your signs of distress as cute. He sees them for what the are: signs if distress 
Thankfully, he's never opposed to leaving any social gathering early to get you home to recharge your battery
Honestly he probably needs a recharge too
And don't worry, he's not going to ask you to go anywhere else for at least a little while
Honestly, he's the objective best bet for any introvert
He's understanding and gentle about the situation 
All he asks is that you do the same for him
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Ryomen Sukuna
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Ok, here me out on this one. Sukuna loves that you're an introvert 
….because it means he has an easier time keeping you to himself 
What, you didn't think this would come without a catch, did ya?
I've touched on this before but I think Sukuna is really in touch with his SO’s needs, so he picks up on it the moment you start to get overwhelmed
And his version of helping you re-regulate is to just taking you home because he didn’t want to be round people anyway
Honestly, I feel like he may be an introvert too
But not in a “People can drain me” Sometimes way but in more of a “I fucking hate people” way
He’d make fun of you for it too just fyi
“What? Can’t handle a few humans? Pathetic.”
If someone comes looking for you to hang out he’s real quick to be like “Sorry, her battery is dead today.”
Even when it’s not
Does not understand personal time at all.
Ask him to leave you alone all you want, he’s going to be at least in the same room as you.
Probably pouting because you don’t want to be near him
Have I mentioned yet that Sukuna is a nightmare?
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windienine · 9 days
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the best game of 2024 was an hour-long visual novel demo, and i can't tell you how it ends
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attack and dethrone god.
okay. oh my god. soul of sovereignty by ggdg (of lady of the shard & deltarune fame) is discounted for only a few more days, so i need to get this one out while the iron's hot.
so: i'm inviting you along on another journey. we're following a polite gentleman of the wizardly inclination (loïc) who is approached by a sickly woman in dire need (ysmé). all she requests, in her plea, is an escort to guide her to the nearby temple. his decision to support her may turn out to be the most important choice he ever makes.
... have you ever enjoyed the kind of narrative that traps two people with heavily contrasting motives and personalities together in an unbreakable contract? do you like stories of absolute devotion?
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i could look at this shot forever ngl
... are you compelled by immersive speculative fantasy worlds where the use and study of magic heavily influences the rhythm of people's day-to-day lives?
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(really intriguing magical linguistics system going on here)
... do you ever promise too much of yourself to others, sometimes, even when it's a bad idea?
... if it was possible -- if you could -- would you abandon your humanity for the power to change your world forever?
and, whatever you may feel in your heart about the above...
do you want to see behind the eyes of a hot trans girl as she bullshits her way into a truly volatile level of power and influence and gets everything she wants?
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(+ her pet dilf lovely assistant)
if even one of these elicited a "yes," i think you'll love this story.
i'll go out of a limb:
i think, if you open up your heart, you'll find yourself falling for both of the leads. It's a game that really wants you to look at it from every angle, take it apart, and ask questions about loïc, ysmé, their stories, and what they believe to be true about the world and one another. subtext -- especially the charged subtext this story throws at you and hopes you'll piece together -- is a beautiful thing.
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the number of talksprites in this demo is kind of staggering
the jrpg-inspired world of the mosaic and its surroundings is as vibrant as it is profoundly lonely, color folded into every facet of its character as you move through it. appropriately, it's really invested in a lot of questions that arise not just from high fantasy as a genre, but from the modern fantasy sensibilities of jrpgs and the interrogation of what divinity even means in a world where the gods are forces you can interact with and draw power from, however indirectly.
what can i even say? that gg and toby fox's collab score for the prelude is downright heavenly and made it onto my work playlist right alongside the deltarune ost the day it came out on bandcamp? that gg's art, especially their use of light, conveys every scene with vivid beauty?
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i wouldn't be posting so much of it if i didn't want to eat every CG. oh my god. he's so pretty. it's not even fair
beyond all of that, i think the game's main resonance point with people is that gg's writing is genuinely thoughtful. they use art detail and deft character writing to convey everything about the leads, using the limited time you get with it to paint layers and layers of information on who these people are and why they make the decisions they do. soulsov's roughly an-hour-and-change of text, expressive talksprites, and lush CGs is infused with so much heart and so much horror and so much intrigue that it leaves you feeling like you're a part of this world, carried along for the ride right alongside the two leads. gg clearly really adores these two, and that level of passion makes everything loïc and ysmé do shine even brighter. in spite of (or perhaps because of) all their friction and flaws, they're easy to love.
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(it's really fun to read aloud as a script, too! ysmé's a hoot.)
i hope you experience it with high expectations and an open heart. i don't think it will disappoint. it is, perhaps, just a little bit magical.
i hope you see it through to the end!
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youremyheaven · 7 days
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Outcaste Nakshatras: The Outsiders (part 3)
Here's part 1 and part 2
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The more I study Mleccha nakshatra natives and the art they make, the more I understand how deeply lonely it is to have a Mleccha nak (Bharani, Ashlesha, Vishaka, Shravana) and I really feel for them. To live your whole life feeling misunderstood and othered is so difficult.
The movie Edward Scissorhands is a really good example of the "outcast" trope. The titular character is played by Johnny Depp who has Ashlesha Rising and his love interest is played by Winona Ryder who has Mercury (amatyakaraka) & Venus (atmakaraka) in Vishaka
I find Outcaste nak pairing very interesting because obviously you only feel like you belong/truly feel accepted in the presence of another Outcast.
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Sidharth Malhotra, Vishaka Moon is married to Kiara Advani, who has Mercury & Venus (atmakaraka) in Ashlesha (if you have 2 or more planets in the same nak that energy is very concentrated even if its not your big 3)
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they're both known for being pretty low-key people which is unusual in Bollywood lmao
Sid is an "outsider" which is what we call non-nepo actors in India. imagine the extent of nepotism in cinema in India that its the exception to be an "outsider"lmao. anyway Sid is pretty reserved and introverted and is known for not fitting in with the Bollywood crowd. Kiara is also kinda like that I guess but idk too much about her personality. They both seem happy together tho
Kareena Kapoor, Shravana Moon is married to Saif Ali Khan, Ashlesha Sun & Shravana Moon
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Kareena's parents are famous actors who are separated (her dad was misogynistic and abusive and didn't want women to act) and even tho she's a nepo baby she didn't grow up with the same privileges as others in her famous family. Her elder sister had to drop out of school to support the family by acting as they were raised by a single mom and had fallen on bad times. You can see how the "outcast" themes were present in Kareena's life even though she's a very privileged nepo baby
Saif is also a nepo baby (welcome to bollywood lol) but he married a much older actress when he was 21 and had two kids. they later got divorced and Saif received a ton of bad press for alleged adultery, not getting custody or visitation rights of the kids, not paying child support (the amount was absurdly high tbh) etc he didn't fit in with the other actors of his generation. The media & public went crazy when news of Saif & Kareena getting married came out bc Saif is a divorcee with 2 kids (this stuff is still taboo in India unfortunately) and Kareena is one of the most successful stars of her generation. But they've been married for 10+ yrs and have 2 kids and are as happy as ever.
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Even Kareena's longterm ex-boyfriend, Shahid Kapoor was a Mleccha caste nak guy (he has Vishaka Moon)
Expanding on the outcast tropes, Shahid's parents separated when he was young and he saw little of his biological father. He had to work very hard for very long to break into the industry and even now, he's not really given his due as an actor.
Alia Bhatt, Shravana Rising is married to Ranbir Kapoor, Shravana Moon
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their marriage seems hella toxic to me ngl BUT they've both had similar childhoods.
Alia & Ranbir are both nepo babies (welcome to bollywood), Alia is like a tier 3 nepo (her father is a notoriously controversial filmmaker) whilst Ranbir is like a tier 1 nepo (he is a 4th generation actor from the biggest film family in India) however both their parents had unhappy marriages, and both of them had abusive fathers. trauma bonding, mayhaps? they're both also extremely close to their mothers as well (Moon dominant people often tend to be)
Its another example of Outcaste naks bonding over their shared experiences/feelings of being the outcast.
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all members of Blackpink have an Outcaste nakshatra in their chart that is prominent in some way.
Jisoo- Shravana Moon, Venus in Vishaka (darakaraka), Ketu in Bharani
Rose- Venus conjunct Jupiter (debilitated) in Shravana
Jennie- Vishaka Moon, Mars in Shravana
Lisa- Jupiter in Shravana (debilitated), Swati Moon (Swati is a Shudra nak, which is the lowest caste so the themes are similar to that of outcaste naks)
This is interesting to me because BP is the biggest girl group of all time yet they are also probably disproportionately hated for things they cant even control. they were mismanaged by a shitty ass company with very few comebacks and barely got to display their true calibre as artists and their media interactions, promos, other activities etc were severely controlled and restricted. all of this is to say that despite being the most successful group their actual experiences are far from sunshine and roses. they were treated like outcasts by their company and the industry and fans. they trained for 4-6 years, enduring a brutal and toxic system, worked very hard with what they were given, with 0 creative liberty to come this far im glad theyre pursuing solo careers now and hope to see them thrive<333
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the movie Lost in Translation is a good example of two outcasts/lonely people who find comfort in each other
Bill Murray is Shravana Moon and Scarlett Johansson is Vishaka Moon
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Sridevi, Ashlesha Sun & Rising and Boney Kapoor, Vishaka Sun & Mercury
So they had a really fcked up marriage that I won't get into but they were both people who felt like outcasts in their lives. Sridevi grew up with a stepfather and was pushed into acting by her mother when she was 3-4 years old (she's like an Indian Judy Garland tbh) who deprived her of formal education and a normal life so that she'd be the family cash cow. Being South Indian, she also found it hard to fit in among Bollywood folks as she initially spoke neither Hindi nor English. Boney's the ugly duckling of his family and his younger brother is one of the most famous/iconic actors ever, he had to become a movie producer since his brothers became actors and his father (who was a movie producer) thought it would be better if he stayed behind the scenes. themes of exclusion and outcast-ness crop up in their lives and in the lives of all the people I mention here.
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Lady Bird is a good example of a movie about a female teenage outcast. The titular character is played by Saoirse Ronan, who has Bharani Moon
Recently I came across the content creator, Alana Lintao who often makes shorts about social behaviour. This one in particular stood out to me because its literally about one person being excluded by a group of friends or being treated like "the other".
Alana plays the excluded friend in this short as well. She has Bharani Sun, Swati Moon and Mercury in Revati amatyakaraka (Swati & Revati are both Shudra naks)
Outcaste naks are vilified and crucified for mistakes others get away with.
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Janet Jackson, Vishaka Rising & Ketu
Janet's career took a hit and her life took a tumultuous turn after the Superbowl incident. She did not deserve all the vitriol she received then especially considering how so many others get away with wayyy worse
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Jennie, Vishaka Moon gets hated on for absolutely nothing
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Lana Del Rey, Ashlesha Moon, Vishaka Rising (&stellium)
Lana does say dumb things from time to time but she gets soooo much unnecessary hate
I have noticed how Outcaste nakshatras often tend to have really difficult childhood experiences
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Jeanette McCurdy- Ardra sun, Bharani Moon & Pushya Rising
Jeanette opens up about her abusive mother and terrible childhood in her memoir. I mention her other placements as well because I've noticed that both Ardra & Pushya natives also experience abuse in their early lives
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Britney Spears, Shravana Moon
she has endured so much abuse from so many people including her family. i wish her peace.
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Wheein, Vishaka Moon grew up with a single mother and later after she made her debut her estranged father tried to borrow money from people under her name?? there was a minor scandal about it many years ago. She also grew up quite lower middle class if not poor.
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David Bowie, Shravana Rising
Bowie once said, "“It wasn’t a particularly happy childhood, my parents were cold emotionally. There weren’t many hugs. I always craved affection because of that.”
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Cole & Dylan Sprouse, Ashlesha Sun
Speaking on the Call Her Daddy podcast, he explained that their mother's issues with mental health and addiction contributed to her being "financially the most irresponsible woman ever." He said that when their dad was given forced custody when the boys were 10, their mom had already spent everything they'd earned from their early acting jobs. Though their dad wanted them to be "normal kids," he ultimately decided that the boys' acting careers were a financial necessity.
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Ariel Winter, Shravana Sun
Ariel Winter has spoken out about how acting wasn't her choice, but it was her mother's. Ariel shared that her mother, Crystal Workman, had dreams of being an actor herself. Ariel said that with Crystal as her stage mom, she dealt with a lot of abuse and exploitation.
Once Ariel's acting career began, she said her mom put her on a strict diet and neglected her education. Her mother also had her dress in outfits that sexualized her. Ariel claimed her mom put her in “the smallest miniskirts, sailor suits, low-cut things, the shortest dresses you’ve ever seen. People thought I was 24 when I was 12. If there was going to be a nude scene when I was that age, my mother would have a thousand percent said yes.”
Now Bollywood is an industry run by film dynasties, its very rare for someone from the outside to break in and make it big. Being an "Outsider" is very difficult, people bully you, try to sabotage your career, try to isolate you etc etc, needless to say its not for the faint of heart. So lets take a look at some of the most successful "Outsiders" in Bollywood who made it big without any family in the business
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ofc we have to start with the most successful outsider of all time, Shahrukh Khan, Shravana Moon
he truly came from nothing (father died when he was a teenager, mother died before he made his debut, has a sister with special needs who he has taken care of his entire life) and became the biggest star in the world.
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Akshay Kumar, Vishaka Moon, he was a martial artist, chef, waiter and worked numerous odd jobs before he started modelling in his late 20s and later started acting and today he has a net worth of $340 million
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Anushka Sharma, Bharani Sun
her life is truly a case of being lucky af, she was a model and by the age of 19-20 she was cast in a film opposite Shahrukh Khan aka the biggest actor in the country produced by YRF, one of the biggest film production companies in India. its truly a fairy tale because neither can Anushka act nor is she gifted in any other way (bad dancer, heck she was even an awful model) but she's incredibly successful in every way and is now married to the (former) Captain of the Indian cricket team
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Deepika Padukone, Shravana Rising
she is from a privileged background (her dad's a renowned badminton player) but she worked very very hard to get where she is today and has had more career longevity than just about any other actress.
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Bipasha Basu & John Abraham, Bharani Moon
they were both a hot couple who were really popular in the 2000s
there are many other successful Outsiders but they don't have outcaste naks lol, these are the only ones i can think of rn :/
i hope this post was informative<33
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sketiana · 4 months
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what does ur list of must read books look like? <3
its still pretty much these same ones:
Solaris by Stanislaw Lem - my all time favourite foreign book and i dont even like scifi. its wholly nostalgic and a lonely thing to experience, red and blue sun and all of the planet a being you pray in calculus to. i couldnt recommend it enough.
Brothers Karamazov by Dostoyevski - or any dostoyevski book, start with white nights or even notes from the underground if you dont plan on taking on a behemoth based on just my word alone and want a sample to see wht youll be dealing with. actually read crime and punishment and then read the karamazovs and tell me which you enjoy more (the hope mid decay or the decay of hope)
100 Years Of Solitude by G G Marquez - oh brother the opening line ill never forget the feeling of reading it waybackwhen and realizing i wont put the book down till im done with it. Mastery. Magical realism taken in so subtly interwoven with the atmosphere these lot have the lungs to stomach. Its so pretty and realers to me always, critical when it should be as it needs to be but the images it forces you to lovingly imagine are seldom found in any other piece of work even in the similar vein youll never see it done this way again. It cant be done this way again.
Infinite Jest by He Sucked But What A Fun Book To Read Sadly - usamerica tw. hes so funny and a bit quotey ngl. sentences stick to the roof of your mouth and before you can taste them its too late you already memorised them. like it or not. "complex composition" and a bother to flip back and forth between three bookmarks youll have to use to read this shit comprehensively cause the footnotes are practically part of the main story just put at the end to make it direct and give the narrators three voices to lie to you in. but. for me at least. it was worth it to bother w the bs. since its onethousand pages long counting the footnotes, the deal is if you read up to the bodies and Marlon Brando bit the old man goes on about which is i think a hundred or so pages in and you Dont Like At All what you read there or dont find the body bit interesting whatsoever - put the book down. the rest is a waste of time its just not your cuppa. In this scenario id say read Forever Overhead by the same author its about four pages and youll get the point really of it all from wherever hes written anything past or present lol
Grozdanin Kikot by Hamza Humo - i think they translated it into english as 'Lovedrunk Summer' and its the most red-poetic thing ive ever read in my life. native language bias aside where the fuck am i ever meant to put any of it down. so sadly beautiful dripping in viscous phantom pain of living by a forest and on a mountain and not knowing which to look at when you wanna look into the distance and think about the cold and the far for a while. Ruined my life. If i ever reread it again im never coming back
Kameni Spavač by Mak Dizdar - This one is an actual poetry book. Also native language bias but you asked for My list. Translated into Stone Sleeper. He was the very brand of bosniak antifascist ive always known i had to be. Somet like my house is your house until you act on intended harm about it. Somet about ase ležit vojnik gorčin and skažite za vjernost moju that will never leave my head. He wrote about death as a bruise colored river and we read that in middle school and it was so over for me we were so not back
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vrmxlho · 7 months
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socials as karasu’s gf
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karasu: luv waking up to you <3
tagged: yn
eggod: jst thinking abt how they set up the camera, checked if they were in frame, and posed to get this “candid”
↳ yn: you are just sad and lonely
↳ eggod: ok but can you be fr for a second??? like we all know that's what you did 😭
↳ yn: there is absolutely no reason for it tho ???? let people enjoy things 😞
↳ eggod: not on my watch no !
hioryy: how many more of these posts must we endure
↳ karasu: killing yourself would make the process a lot faster
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↳ hioryy: HIS BITCHASS GOT RESTRICTED!!! UGLY ASS MANWHORE!!!!
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↳ karasu: KYS
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↳ karasu: whoever keeps reporting me, i'm gonna punt you
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↳ hioryy: damn i reached my daily repoting limit...
↳ karasu: FUCK YOU???
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yn: do you think it is normal to be sending me stuff like this first thing in the morning?? it’s absolutely not!!
tagged: karasu
karasu: sorry so when am i supposed to send it exactly? 🤨
↳ yn: you know exactly what you're doing...
↳ karasu: yeah i do 😏
666666: bro should've done a few pushups first he looks mad ailing
↳ eggod: WHAT ???!!! 😭😭
↳ 666666: motherfucker open a thesaurus !
↳ eggod: stop saying random dinosaur names you don't sound as smart as you think you do 🤒
↳ 666666: god...
↳ yn: otoya pls stop skipping ur primary school classes :(
↳ eggod: dot dot dot
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yn: Uberを1台お願いします。
tagged: karasu, uberjapan
uberjapan: we love love 😍
↳ isagi_11: this is such a random partnership lmfao ????
↳ isagi_11: ngl respect get that bag !
↳ yn: nobody says this anymore...
eggod: that poor underpaid taxi driver...
↳ uberjapan: we assure you that our uber drivers are paid more than enough to afford basic necessities and in addition are provided with multiple discounts and benefits, we as a company value employe wellbeing and safety as a no.1 priority.
↳ eggod: erm...
666666: imagine basically living in your car and then having to deal with obnoxious couples like you i would kms
↳ yn: nagi pls you tell people you have a fake virus while coughing on them 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
↳ 666666: yeah but when i do it it's funny as hell
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karasu: <3
tagged: yn
eggod: another one!
↳ karasu: what
↳ eggod: another one of your fake "candids" i win 50£ under 3, nagi if its over
↳ karasu: get a life pls
↳ 666666: this is exclusively how i've been making money this past month
↳ karasu: how are you not broke?
↳ mikage: you really think he's using his own money...????
yn: ilysm <3
↳ karasu: ilyt
itoshirin: deadass looks like her hair's on fire
↳ yn: IT REALLY DOESNT WHY WOULD YOU SAU THAT 😭😭😭
↳ 666666: it really does tho
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karasu: she's so pretty like a princess
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eggod: karasu in his free-time...
↳ karasu: what else am i supposed to do?? 🙄
yn: WHEN DID YOU TAKE THIS PIC?
↳ karasu: on our facetime last week you looked like a literal angel 🩷
↳ yn: shut up ur so cute 😣
↳ karasu: i assure you, you're much cuter
↳ itoshirin: i don't understand why instagram is still showing me this shit i swear i blocked y'all
↳ yn: rin you really need to take your anger-management meds
↳ itoshirin: jump
↳ yn: ????????????
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euopligue · 9 months
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Them playing Minecraft
Modern Au | pls don't repost | srry if there's any spell/grammar errors | Warnings: swear words
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☆Rengoku
• he would eat the bread he had in his inventory even if his food bar was all the way up
•  I could imagine him greeting the villagers and introducing himself to them even though he knows for sure they won't introduce themselves back.
•  He would be the type to make a house inside a mountain
• I'd imagine him having a pet chicken 
• He'd have a farm full of carrots
• when yall would play together he be the type to give you a whole ass tour of his farm
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☆Giyu
• his number one goal is to find diamonds and make a full set of  armor with them
• Ngl idk how he does it but  he can take down a skeleton whitout any damage 😱
• he would have 1 pet dog just so he doesn't feel lonely
• Istg every time his dog would die he would start blaming himself
•" See giyu first your sister than sabito then your own Minecraft dog and yet you couldn't protect them" would be the words  going all over his mind
• when yall play together it be kinda chill ngl
• yall would go everywhere together
• he would be the type to make a house next to a river or a stream of water
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☆Muichiro
• he always forgets that a creeper can blow up
• Once he was fighting a creeper and BOOM he died
• that's why he has a cat with him at all coast
• he would be the type to steal the stuff from the villagers while not giving a sh!t
• hes the kind to try and tame a fox
•he finds Minecraft foxes cute
• he would also be the type to spawn iron goblins as body guards
• number 1 thing yall would do together is go mining
• like he would go for the diamonds and you would  go for the coal and iron
• He gets RAGED once he dies to an enderman like he keeps forgetting to put his pumpkin mask on
• he has this thing when yall would do a competition of who can steal the most stuff from the villagers
• he finds those little slime blocks adorable
• fvck houses he would have a tree house 
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☆Genya
•Nah this bro LEGIT wouldn't be scared to take down any monster mobs that in his property
• He'd be the type to rage everytime he dies
• Nah cause when he goes to a  village and steal some of there suff and the villagers replies with a "üHhh" bro will start cussing the whole alphabet at them 💀
• he goes for the gold
• He'd be the type to have around 5 horses in his little barn
• idk I feel like he would hate spiders just because of the sounds it makes
• when yall play together it's kinda interesting cause like yall have this thing that's like "who can kill the most monsters"
• he would have abt 3 dogs i guess
• he likes showing off so he would try and defeat an iron goblin to impress you
• so pretty much  he takes Minecraft seriously
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☆Mitsuri
• she can't stand survival mode
• like shes scared of the monster mobs
• so she goes for creative mode
• she loves all the animals in Minecraft and finds them cute
• she would have a beehive for the bee's
• and an army of cats 💀
• when yall play together you guys would try to make houses
•  not any other house but a mansion of a house
• ofc she would have a lil garden
• and yall would be gossiping gurly stuff while playing Minecraft
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Was playing Minecraft to the thought of this hoped yall enjoyed <3
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atom-writings · 7 months
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Sugar daddy russia with female s/o please ⭐
hetalia russia with a sugar baby
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1.1k words ~ feminine headcanons + mini scenario
tw: ivan is possesive and intimidating, other than that, none!
a/n: thanks for this request <3 very self indulgent for me ngl
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Ivan has always been a lonely man. Every romantic partner he’s had over his many centuries of living has left him, usually quite quickly. But despite his many disastrous failures, he's never been afraid to try again.
In his earlier years, he could've just bought a woman to keep him company. He had often thought about it, but would always realize that he couldn't live with himself if he did so. It was simply too disrespectful.
But nowadays there are other ways to get a woman's affection. He doesn't mind those quite as much.
Ivan has no moral qualms about paying for you to stay with him. He knows you're lying when you tell him you love him, but he frankly doesn't care. You're telling him it anyway.
He doesn’t like matching outfits very much. He appreciates seeing your own style come out more than his. But, he always blushes whenever you include a little sunflower or flag accessory in your wardrobe.
He appreciates you showing him affection anywhere, but he especially loves it in public. Usually, everyone is so afraid to be seen with him, so he always loses his composure whenever you hold his hand in front of others.
Your relationship is going to be physical. That's a requirement for him. He's incredibly touch-starved and as such, constantly has his hands all over you. He's paying for your body, isn't he?
Giving you only cash isn't a problem, but he definitely prefers going on shopping sprees with him. Sometimes, when he's especially lonely, he won't give you money; only allowing you to go to the store with him to pay.
He's rarely forceful with anything he wants; he really wants you to be just as happy as he is. Anything his sugar baby wants, she can get.
Loves to show you off. Of course, you can't mention that he's paying for your love, but you always come with him to social events. You're just his beautiful little darling, always hanging onto his arm and doing little else. Just how he likes it.
If anyone asks, he's only “paying to put you through university.”
Your relationship won't be sexual, at least for a while. If he were paying for your body in that way, you'd be a prostitute, and he wouldn't like that. That might change if he thinks your feelings towards him have become more genuine, but otherwise, nothing more than kissing.
You don't have to do very much to earn your allowance, he's more than happy to give just to see your face every day.
He doesn’t want you looking at, much less thinking about other men. Once you’re “dating” him, he’s the only man for you. Very rarely will he make exceptions to that rule.
He likes the kind of... talk that comes along with it for the most part, but he doesn't like being called “Daddy.”
In his mind, that's too vulgar of a phrase. That's not what your relationship is. He's more traditional romantically when it comes to that.
If he's in a bad mood, he'll be sure to stay far away from his sugar baby. He doesn't want to snap at you, much less you snap back at him. That'd shatter the perfect image of your relationship his mind has concocted.
He does expect you to come to comfort him at any hour, though. He'd do the same for you, so you had better do that for him.
It's hard for him to get angry at his darling. But if he does get frustrated, he'll cut you off for a short time. Never more than a week. (And, if it was an emergency, he'd put his own hurt feelings aside to help you.)
He may be violent around you, but never towards you. It's hard enough for him to build up the courage to touch you softly, he could never hurt you physically. But... he's also not afraid to punch a hole through a nearby wall to intimidate you.
He wants good behaviour, that's it. He's paying for you to be perfect, not to be a brat.
Other than that, he'd be a pretty great sugar daddy. Besides, you know, the problems but... you'd be getting that from Ivan no matter what.
“Mister Braginsky?” You call out, hesitantly entering his home using your spare key. About 30 minutes ago now, he had called you briefly, asking for you to come over.
“In the living room!“ His heavily accented voice responds from deeper in the home, accompanied by the faint sound of tinny jazz. It seemed as if his house was never truly quiet. He seemed to hate silence.
You walk into the living room, facing him sitting on the couch. His features are only visible through the warm glow of his crackling fireplace, giving his smile an uncanny look.
”Come, sit with me, Lyoubov.“ He beckons, motioning for him to join him on the couch.
Never one to disappoint a client, you quickly set your bag down and rush towards him. You no longer needed a request to know what he wanted, and as such you quickly made yourself comfortable in his lap.    
As soon as you relaxed against him, he let out a shaky sigh. Now, you could make out faint tear tracks running down his cheeks. But he didn't let it show in his composure.
Gently, he gathered your skirt closer to you, running his rough hands up and down your smooth thighs, ”I'm happy that you came.“
”Why wouldn't I?” You ask softly, running your fingers through his silver locks.
“Most people do not like to be around me. I know that you are... like that as well, but you pretend you aren't. I... I appreciate your labour.”
“It's not much of a 'labour,'“ You start to say, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek, ”You make it easy to be around you, Ivan.“
”Do you really believe that? I want you to be honest.“ He asks seriously, pausing his affection.
”Yeah, of course I do.“ You scoff, shrugging slightly with a smile.
”Even if I stopped giving you your allowance?“
You pause, considering your answer, ”You'd still be a nice person. I just... wouldn't be around you anymore. That's the deal we have, Mister Braginsky.“
He smiles, bringing his hands up your thighs, ”I know. That is alright with me, moya solnishka.“
Before you could react, he brought his face to yours in a passionate kiss. As you wrapped your arms around his waist in response, he only laid a hand on the back of your head, holding you ever closer.
After a moment that felt like an hour, he pulled away, face flushed and breath heavy. You couldn't help but press yourself against him more, craving the warmth of his affection once again.
”I'll keep you around as long as you'll let me, does that sound good, lyoubov?“
”Anything sounds good if it's with you, Ivan.“
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harrysbabycherry · 4 months
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summary: harry takes luna to one of his favorite places. and he’s never felt this way about anyone before.
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warnings: none again :)
a/n: i’m going to a cabin this weekend and don’t know what the service/wifi situation will be so i hurried and finished this for you!!! ngl it was painful to write and i hope i get the energy for it soon ☹️ but enjoy!!!!
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Drinking is overrated. And it’s not even fun. Especially in the morning. 
Luna woke up to the sun brightening up the whole room and she dared to open her eyes. That was a mistake. 
She hurried to cover her eyes while whimpering in pain. She really has to stop doing shit like this. No wonder no one wants to be in a relationship with her.
She got up nearly fifteen minutes later. The pain in her head turned mildly tolerable and allowed her to get up and go to the bathroom. It’s not even a bad hangover. It’s not like she’s going to throw up or anything. That’s a little extreme. She’s just feeling a little woozy, that’s all. She figures a shower will solve most of that, so she’ll start there and then go get a nice breakfast by herself. 
Christian and Carly are going home today along with everyone else that attended the wedding. How is she going to tell her that she secretly paid for an extra week? She did it only a few weeks ago. The wedding was approaching and it just all became so real. She knew that she would be a fucking mess. It’s worse than she thought it would be. She made up that whole man in her head in order to deal with her fucking issues. He sure was pretty. He’s what dreams are made of. That’s how she knows he isn’t real. No real person is that perfect and . . . angelic. Is that even a word she can use to describe him? She guesses he’ll always exist in her head. That’s enough. 
Once she shut off the shower, she shivered, immediately reaching out for the towel on the rack next to the shower. She assumes it’s another nice day outside, but for some reason, she’s cold. Maybe it’s because she’s such a shit person. She can’t believe what’s been going on in her head the past couple of months. It’s scary. Who knew she could be so self-centered? She was so wrapped up in her own misery that she was barely paying attention to her best friend’s wedding. How terrible of her.  
Luna dressed herself in another thin dress. It was nowhere near as formal as her bridesmaid dress, but it was still nice. It was just a floral patterned, yellow sundress that went down to her knees. Perfect for the weather and perfect for breaking the news to Carly right before they’re supposed to leave. She’s actually meant to meet her at her room with her bags packed so they can all catch a flight back. She already rescheduled her flight. Carly has no idea. 
She can’t be mad at her, right? She’s allowed to live her own life just like Carly is allowed to live hers. Just because she is going to stay and didn’t tell her doesn’t mean she can be mad. Surprised, confused, sure. But mad? Nope. She’s the one who’s got it made. Luna is still living a very single lifestyle. 
She was just about to grab her purse from the chair beside the bed when she saw something quite perplexing. 
The flower from last night. 
The violet, more specifically. It was sitting on the bed side table, thriving more than ever. It looked like it was freshly picked. It hasn’t been in water for who knows how long, but it still looks like it’s perfectly preserved. This raised quite a few questions. 
The man from last night gave this to her. But she chalked him up to just being a figment of her lonely imagination. He walked out of the water. And he wasn’t even wet. That doesn’t happen. That’s never happened. 
Another question: how did she get the flower if it wasn’t from him? Perhaps something else her intoxicated mind made up. For all she knows, she picked it from a bush somewhere and imagined that he gave it to her. That’s more plausible than a man walking out of the water and nearly fucking kissing her. 
And she lost her shoes! How could she forget? Those were over a hundred dollars. The most she has spent on shoes ever and she carelessly let them fall into the ocean. She’s done thinking about last night. It’s all over now. 
She shoved her feet into the sandals sitting right by her room door and grabbed her purse. It’s time to go break the news to Carly. 
The walk there took a lot longer than it should have. Carly is only staying a floor above her, but it took twice along with her short, reluctant steps. It’s not that she’s afraid of her reaction, she just doesn't want her to be upset in any way. It’s too late to worry about that now. Her decision has been pretty much set in stone. She paid for the change of plane ticket and an extra week at the hotel. 
Her knock on her door was pathetic. She’s sure they just barely heard it. There’s no reason to freak out. It’s just Carly. If anything, she’ll finally be jealous of her. 
The door flew open and there stood a disheveled Christian. 
“Oh, hey, Lulu! Feel better today?” He opened the door wider and let her into their suite. Yes, it was bigger than her room because they have the honeymoon suite. They make her sick. 
“I feel decent.” Was all she could respond back with. She’s not really in the mood to speak with him. Especially when he calls her that. 
“Luna! I was wondering when you’d wake up. I’ll be ready in just a few minutes, I have to finish packing my shoes,” Carly came from the bathroom shoving clothes into the duffle bag sitting on the soft looking king sized bed. She should have upgraded her room. She deserves that. “Hey, where are your bags?” 
She rolled her lips in and sighed. This isn’t even as big of a deal as she’s making it out to be. She needs to calm down. 
“About that . . . um, I’m staying for another week.” Her confused expression changed to one of questioning. She probably doesn’t believe her. She’s never gone on a trip by herself, so it’s kind of out of character. 
“What? You’re staying? Why?” She stopped fighting with the duffle bag and focused solely on Luna. She tried to remain nonchalant and neutral, but in reality, she felt like bursting into tears. She shouldn’t feel that way. She should be excited. 
“Yeah. It’s just really pretty here and I’d like some more time to explore and relax.” She shrugged at her. Carly glanced to Christian who didn’t look like he gave a fuck either way. Then, she looked back at her, shutting her eyes for a moment. 
“Are you kidding me? Luna, I don’t really feel comfortable leaving you here on your own.” Okay, mom. She wanted to roll her eyes, but she knows her concern for her comes from a place of love. She would feel the same way about her doing the same thing. 
“I did it a few weeks ago. Changed my ticket and everything.” She shifted awkwardly on her feet while Carly watched her with narrowed eyes. 
“And you didn’t think to let me know?” 
“It’s too late now, Carly. I just wanted a vacation. You were so busy with the wedding, I didn’t want anything to get in the way of that.” She feels like that’s a nice thing to do. Why be worried about her when Carly could just be worried about being excited about her wedding? 
“Yeah, but…why? Luna, I really think you should come home with us.” She nudged Christian she assumes to get him to agree with her, but that surely wasn’t going to change Luna’s \mind. She sighed and took a step towards the door. 
“Carly. I need this. You have no idea. It’s just a week and then I’ll be home, I promise. I’ll call every day, every night. I’ll be fine. Call me when you get home, please.” She put her hand on the doorknob, but Carly hurried to pull her back, halting what was meant to be a quick escape. 
“God, Luna. I swear if you end up dead or something I’ll kill you a second time. Just . . . have fun, okay? I love you.” They hugged, saying a final goodbye, and then she escaped the room and went into town. 
Oia is beautiful during the day, don’t get her wrong, but at night it’s something else entirely. She went to lunch first since her stomach is practically screaming at her to get something to eat. She’s just glad that things went over well with Carly. She’s not sure why she thought it wouldn’t. 
She sat at a small cafe and ate lunch. It felt good to be here on her own. It’s such a beautiful place and she can’t wait to see more of it. She went to take another bite of her food when she smelled something sweet. 
The same scent of the flower sitting on the bedside table back at the hotel. She glanced around, seeing no flowers near her, so it was weird that she was smelling that. She shrugged it off as someone’s perfume and went back to her half empty plate. 
The rest of her afternoon was spent in the gift shops and tiny local shops lining the streets. They’re all so unique and have the most interesting little knick-knacks. She picked up a few small things and made her way back to the hotel room to rest. It’s been a long day out in the sun and arguing with Carly. She just wants to nap until dinner time. And then maybe she’ll go to the beach after, but that will probably make her mind spiral more than it already has. 
It truly didn’t take long for her to strip from her dress and pull a tee shirt over her head. Luna had no idea she’d ever be this excited to sleep but today had felt like an eternity. She sighed as soon as she relaxed into the mattress and shut her eyes. If she could do what she did today everyday, she’d never complain again. 
The lingering scent of violets lulled her to sleep. 
And suddenly, the mattress she’s laying on is covered in them. The scent is so strong, but it’s comforting almost. She’s now laying on a bed of them and it’s so warm here. Wherever the fuck she is. Above her was the sky. So blue, filled with fluffy white clouds that turned into shapes and then into nothing and then into shapes again. 
Shs looked forward and there was sand. And the ocean. It’s as blue as the sky and just as calm as it was last night. She relaxed back into the bed of flowers and almost closed her eyes when she saw something. Standing just mere meters away was him. In another sea green outfit with a gleaming smile on his face. He started walking as soon as her eyes landed on him.  
He was at the foot of the bed quickly. She reached her hand out for him immediately, wanting to have him close to her again. He wasted no time in grabbing her hand and letting her pull him to lay next to her. 
Again, they just stared at each other as if nothing else mattered. Her hand rested on his soft cheek while his ran gently through her hair. The smell of violets intensified as soon as her gaze settled on his mouth. And then it was all she could think about. 
They looked soft and they were very pink. Reminding her somewhat of the light color of the sky in the morning, right when the sun would reveal itself over the horizon. His presence was so warm and inviting. Like it was drawing her closer and closer to him. She met his eyes again, greener than the grass right outside her apartment back home. And suddenly, they’re so much closer, their noses are touching. 
“Luna.” He whispered her name, causing her eyes to flutter shut just from the sound of it. His voice is the same as last night. Everything about him is the same. She felt the lightest press of his mouth to hers, almost touching, but not entirely. Just a brush of his lips across hers. But it was electrifying. Every one of her senses was on high alert. She could feel her skin prickle from the chill that overcame her body at the slightest contact from him. 
He pulled back only a little, while she chased the feeling of having him so close. Her eyes opened again and he smiled. The sun seemed to be setting right behind him, causing black dots to cloud her vision. And then he was escaping the hold she had on him to stand again. 
“Where are you going?” Her voice echoed like they were in some sort of empty cavern. It was reverberating all around them. He didn’t answer, but when she blinked, he was gone and she was no longer on the bed of violets, near the ocean. 
She was sitting upright, watching the scenery fade to the walls of the hotel room. And it’s dark outside. She sucked in a harsh breath in order to get air back into her lungs and put her hand to her pounding heart in her chest. 
He was right there. 
She quickly rolled out of bed, standing now at the window where she had a clear view of the seaside. The glowing, yellow light was back in the water below. She’s not crazy. She has to go down there. Completely sober this time. That’s the only way to figure this out once and for all. 
She slipped her dress back on, grabbed the room key, and shut the door behind her. Who knows how long he’ll be there for. She has to try to get there as soon as possible. 
By the time she made it down to the beach, the light was fading to nothing. Her shoulders dropped and she kicked at the sand. Once again, disappointed. 
Luna really isn’t sure what’s happening here. It doesn’t make sense. She was dreaming but then she saw that same light in the water. There really is no explanation for what’s going on, but she’s going to let it go again. 
She turned and started back up the stone steps away from the beach. Maybe she really is going insane. She should just forget about him and enjoy the rest of the trip. She only has six more days here and she’d like to spend them not obsessing over a man that her mind formulated to combat her crippling loneliness. 
She’s ready to go back to sleep. 
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His poor little human. Helplessly searching the island for him. She tried to be inconspicuous about it, not wanting him to know that she’s looking, but it’s obvious. She is always watching over her shoulder, yet he never reveals himself to her. Only because he wants to drive her mad with thoughts of him until she can no longer stand it. And that’s when he’ll reveal himself once and for all. 
Mortals are silly little creatures. It doesn’t take much to break their spirit. She’ll be crying for him in no time. 
Currently, she’s wearing the smallest bathing suit Harry’s ever seen. He wasn’t sure they even made them that small. People these days. The clothes just get less and less covering. Not that it bothers him, but with the amount of eyes attached to her right now, he’s getting an itch under the skin. 
She’s glowing from the shine of the sun, laying on a towel with sunglasses covering her eyes and a book in her hand. He couldn’t get close enough to see what it was exactly, but he can just barely hear her reading aloud from his spot a few feet from her right. 
If only he had decided to be less mysterious, he could be laid there with her right now. Running his hands over her shimmering skin and listening to her gentle voice read whatever literature she had for the day. Maybe her fingers would tangle in his hair and she’d let him press his mouth to every inch of her. 
The longer he sits here, the more he wants to get up and just go over there. Why does he torture himself with what he could have if it’s right there, basically begging for the taking? She’s been looking for him for a reason. Maybe simply to put a name to a face, but maybe it’s more than that. The only way to find out is to actually talk to her. Not appear in her dreams and barely say anything. That only seems to frustrate her. 
The little human stayed in the sun only for a little while longer. She packed up her towel and her book before going back to her hotel room. Of course, he followed her the entire way, making sure she got there safely and staying nearby once she shut the door in his face. 
He hoped she would come out tonight to further explore the island. He likes seeing her in the glow of the street lights and interacting with people. She’s such a bright presence here. No wonder he finally came up from the depths to be a part of the human world again. How could he ever go back if she’s here? He can’t. 
Now, to complete the daily task of sending the mortal over the edge. He set a little gift by the door and then knocked three times before stepping back and waiting for her to open it. 
Then, there she is. Right before him in that same too small swimsuit. Another chip in the resolve he has built up to being polite. It’s a wonder he didn’t reveal himself right then. Just to get the whole thing over with. 
She looked both ways upon opening the door, seeing no one, and then looked down. In front of her were the shoes she had lost a couple of days ago. Her jaw dropped and she hurried to pick them up and inspect them. They were in perfect condition after a little tweaking by yours truly. She looked down the sides of the hallway again, missing him entirely, it was almost comical. Then, she slammed the door again, making him chuckle. 
Tonight is the night he’ll meet her again. He can’t take it much longer. He honestly can’t believe he waited this long. 
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After the mysterious reappearance of her expensive shoes that she’s a thousand percent sure she lost in the ocean, Luna just about curled up on the floor of the bathroom and died. This is surely impossible. The man out of the water could be explained in a far less incomprehensible way than the shoes at her door. 
She’s starting to feel like maybe she should just go home. Take the loss on the money spent to stay and just go home and get back into her routine. This will all go away once she gets back. She knows it. 
She treated herself to dinner in some breezy restaurant right on the coast. She kept her back to the ocean this time. No need to even look. It will only spur on her curiosity. 
The walk back to the hotel room allowed her time to second guess her sanity again. It might be best that she does go. She thought that this time would help her relax and think things through, but it seems like it just made it worse for her. 
And that’s when she saw him. Standing near one of lampposts in another glittery shirt and a small smile on his face. She stopped in her tracks. If she gets any closer he might just leave. And she’s not going to chase him any longer. So, she rolled her eyes at him and turned the other direction. Obviously, he’s been playing with her. It’s annoying. Whether he’s in her head or not, he’s being a major fucking dick.
She turned the corner and there he was again. Leaning up against the stone building right in front of her. She froze, turning her back to him and rushing the other way. This happened at least three more times before she hastily turned a corner and bumped right into his chest. His hands grabbed her forearms and he pressed her into the wall behind her.
Of course, they had to be in a moderately dark walkway. There was no one around as he stared down at her, holding her so tenderly, but shocking her with just his touch alone at the same time. She tried to jerk her arm away, but he didn’t budge. 
“Agápi, why do you run from me?” She almost gasped out loud when he spoke. She didn’t have a drink at dinner. Either she’s suffering from a psychotic episode or he’s actually here, right now, touching her. She’d believe it’s a psychotic episode before she’d believe it’s him. 
“You’re not real.” She blurted out, snatching her hands from his grasp and tightening her grip on her purse. She should have brought her pepper spray, but she didn’t think they’d let her bring it through customs. 
“I’m very real, Luna. Do you not remember how we held each other just the other night? The moon was full and the sea was calm. You remember, I know you do.” He went to touch her again, but she dodged him, making his smile broaden.
“I’m going fucking crazy.” She muttered to herself before shutting her eyes. She tried to calm down before opening her eyes again. Shit. He’s still here. 
“You’re not crazy. I’m sorry I’ve been teasing you these past couple of days. It’s my fault.” She slipped from under his arm before taking off in a sprint to her room. Maybe he’s the crazy one. Maybe he’s stalking her and trying to kill her. How else has he been able to find her all over the island? 
She practically crashed into the door once she made it there and with shaking hands tried to put the key card in. 
“Luna, there’s no use in running. You’ve enchanted me now.” His chest was against her back and his arms came around her. She hurried to turn around and face him again. 
“Listen! I don’t know what your problem is,” He sighed dreamily while brushing her hair from her face. “But you need to fuck off. I-I have a boyfriend.” That was a lame attempt at trying to get him away from her. He’s already pressed right up against her and the door. 
“That’s funny. You have no overwhelming scent of a man on you. He’d be silly to send you here on your own. You ought to think about breaking up with him then.” She hurried to click the card in the slot so the door opened behind her. 
“Leave me alone!” She shoved against his chest and managed to shut and lock the door in his face. She sighed in relief, still leaned up against the door, breathing heavily. Yeah, maybe she should just go home. This is getting too out of hand and weird.
Luna was about to go into the bathroom so she could shower after whatever the fuck that was, but the door opened and a cloud of steam preceded the man that she thought she locked outside the door. He was only in a towel and had another to dry his hair with. 
“Water pressure is great by the way.” She just stared at him, inching back towards the door. 
“How did you get in here? You were—what—I don’t—” She couldn’t form sentences. He’s just standing there so casually when he basically broke into her room and showered without her noticing. It’s only been seconds since she locked him outside, how the fuck. 
“Calm yourself, agapi mou. I just wanted to use your hot water.” She blinked at him. Right before her very eyes, he grabbed the end of his towel, as if he was going to take it off. 
“Stop!” She hurried to shield her eyes, but he just laughed. His hands grab her wrists, pulling them down. To her surprise, he was dressed. In just a plain shirt and jeans. She took a deep breath, trying to make sense of this entire situation. “What–what are you?” 
The question was a bit rude, but what else was she supposed to do? He’s weird. He’s doing things that are beyond what normal people should be able to do. So, her question is very warranted. 
She snatched her arms away from him and took several steps back. Her breathing picked up as she pressed her back against the door. There’s nowhere for her to go. If he can find her here, in her room with the door locked, he can find her anywhere. Before she really knew it, he was in front of her again, trapping her against the door. 
“I’m a god.” Once again, she could only blink at him. He’s crazy. She knew this from when she first met him, but now it’s crystal clear. He’s insane. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him away. He just came right back, but closer this time. 
But at the same time, this man came out of the water, glowing. What else would he be? Luna still doesn’t understand exactly what that means and she was hoping he would tell her, but she’s unsure if he’s being truthful or not in the first place. 
“That’s not possible.” 
“To a mortal in this day and age, I’d say your reaction is justified. But, yes. It’s very possible, agapi. I mean, look at me.” He’s right. Unironically, you could compare him to a god. Just by the way he looks. That doesn’t mean she believes him though. Luna doesn't know him, he could be crazy. 
“Show me.” He raised his eyebrows and stepped back from her. 
“Show you?” 
“Yes.” She crossed her arms. She doesn’t know how else he could be doing what he was doing, but she wants to see what he can really do. She wants him to prove it to her. 
“Grab my hands again.” He held them out for her and she hesitated. Maybe this was a bad idea. What if he’s just on drugs? Luna feels like she should slowly escort him out of her room and leave it there. But there’s something about him, giving her the urge to trust him, no matter what. And she doesn’t know what that means, but considers saving thinking of the consequences of whatever he’s about to get her into later. She’ll have plenty of time for overthinking later. 
Before she could blink, she was standing in what seemed to be a field of violets. And just beyond the violets was sand and the ocean. Just like the dream she had with him in it. Either she’s dreaming again or she’s actually here right now, where she had been in her dream. At the moment, she doesn’t know what to believe, but everything feels real. The breeze tossing her hair around, the violets tickling her ankles, his hands grasping hers. She doesn’t know if any of that would be possible if it were a dream, but really, he’s still given her no solid proof. This could all still be made up in her head. 
“Where are we?” 
“We’re in your dream from the other night. The one I gave you.” 
Again, she’s confused. How is he able to control her dreams? Not that she thinks what he’s saying is the truth, it’s just that he knew she had been to this place before in her dreams. But she’s still thinking that his entire being was probably made up in her mind.
“Why are we here?” 
“You wanted me to prove to you that I’m a god. Don’t believe me quite yet, do you?” He didn’t seem at all frustrated by her lack of agreement. She doesn’t know what’s going on and she’s not going to believe a word he says. 
“Not even close. Show me something that only I know.” That would be the ultimate test. Sure, he showed her a part of her dream, but what does that even mean? That could mean anything. He squeezed her hands in his and the field of violets and the distant ocean disappeared. They were replaced by the walls of her childhood bedroom. The room before she’d made any changes once she became a teenager. Everything was just as she remembered it to be. 
The same powder pink walls that her parents painted months before she was born. Her tiny twin sized bed that is covered in stuffed animals, some that she hasn’t seen in years and probably will never see again. 
She dropped his hands, just out of pure shock. She wanted to cry being back here. The house isn’t one that she can visit anymore anyway. It got sold as soon as she left off for college. At that time, the last thing she was thinking of was her old bedroom, but now seeing it again, after so long, she doesn’t think she’ll be able to form sentences. 
All she could say was, “How?” 
And he shrugged, smiling at her. 
“Do you remember the teddy bear your father won for you at the fair when you were five?” He pointed behind her and on the bed, in the pile of other stuffed animals, was that exact bear. She had completely forgotten about it. 
“Yes, but how are we here right now? This place doesn’t exist anymore.” She glanced around the room one last time, taking it all in. It’s surreal.
“I told you, Luna. I am able to manipulate time and space. I’m a god. That’s how we’re here right now.” She has no idea what half of those words even mean right now because all she can do is stare in bewilderment. She wants to tell herself for her own sanity that this is just another dream, but she can’t. Something about this entire thing is so far outside of what she could ever dream up. And she really hates to say it, but there is no other way. He must be a god. She’s not sure what it means, but he’ll probably tell her. 
“How can I be sure?” Her old bedroom faded into the hotel room that she was previously in. She was almost sad. She wanted to go back. 
“You just have to trust me.” 
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After Luna was able to gather herself again, she was on a walk with the man that had shown her things she never thought possible. They’re walking along the shore and she’s just trying to think of her first question to ask. He said she could ask him anything and that was ten minutes ago. She was not able to formulate a single question because she just didn’t even know where to begin. 
“What’s your name?” She started with. She can’t keep calling him the man in her head. 
“Well, people call me a lot of things. To the Romans, I’m Neptune. And to the Greeks, Poseidon.” Luna stopped right in her tracks on the beach. Of course he is. It would only make sense. 
“So, that would make you…” 
“God of the sea. And storms. Earthquakes. Horses.” He laughed, but all she could do was nod and try to not think too much about what he said. 
“So, what should I call you?” 
“Can just call me Harry.” Again, she is confused, but doesn’t question it. 
“Okay. That’s very underwhelming, by the way.” 
“Fine. I can think of a few other things you can call me instead.” She swore she saw him wink at her, but she brushed it off, trying to think of more questions for him. 
“You control the sea then?” He nodded, starting to walk again, making her follow him further down the sand. “Why are you here? Don’t you live, uh, down there?” 
“Atlantis, yes. I can come and go as I please, but I must be honest with you. I haven’t been on land in years,” Luna noticed that when he walked, the water that came up and passed over her bare feet completely missed his, like the water was being careful of getting his shoes wet. “Five hundred years to be exact.” 
“What made you come up then?” He stopped walking momentarily to grab the sandals in her hands that she’d been holding. And then he started walking again.  
“You should know, Luna, that I have very acute senses. And the island felt different last night. I had to come up and see what all the commotion was. Turns out, it was you.” Another revelation given by him to make her stop walking. 
“What does that mean?” 
“Means you’re special, I’d think,” He turned to face her, one of his hands coming up to hold her chin. “I’ve never met anyone like you. Please tell me you’ll stay and let me show you around the island. Or anywhere you’d like to go.” 
She wasn’t sure what to say about him, the god of the fucking sea, telling her that she’s special, so she just shrugged at him. 
“I’m only staying till the end of the week.” 
“And then you’ll go where? Where are you from?” His hand moved from his chin to brush some of her hair behind her ear. 
“Um, far, far away.” Luna bets that even if she did leave without telling him where she’s from, he’d find her anyway. 
“That’s too bad, then. But I have somewhere to take you tomorrow if you’ll allow it.” Harry only asked that question to remain polite. Of course he knows exactly where she lives. He’d find her again and again in any lifetime after meeting her just once. Finding her takes way less effort than one might think. 
“Like?” 
“Corinth. There are some exciting things for you to see there. Maybe you can learn a little about me.” He winked again and she almost punched his shoulder, just because he was being a bit bold. But then she remembered exactly who she was speaking with. 
“Isn’t that really far from here? I don’t have much money for the ferry—” 
“Dear. We’re not taking a fucking ferry anywhere. I can have us there in seconds, don’t worry,” His hand smoothed down her arm before grabbing onto her hand to bring it to his mouth. 
The sun had set hours ago, leaving them with just the light of the moon again to see each other. Somehow, it was providing just enough light for her to see him looking at her with something far beyond adoration in his eyes. She didn’t want to read too much into it because everything about him is still very unclear and she doesn’t know what it means for a god to reveal themselves to a human. So, she’s just trying to be a little careful. 
“I will see you as soon as the sun rises, my love.” 
He kissed her hand, keeping his mouth pressed to her skin and then suddenly, she was back in her hotel room, without him, and her sandals settled neatly by the door. . 
(Y/N) hopes to god—or the gods—that Harry doesn’t show up that early and expect her to go anywhere with him. 
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“Can you please tell me why I’m standing on this bridge right now?” 
Luna isn’t a fan of heights. Well, she’s never really thought about it. But she also never thought that Harry would show up at a reasonable time and then touch her hand and have her standing over rushing water, several hundreds of feet in the air. So, now, all of a sudden, she’s deathly afraid of heights and hasn’t let her grip on his hand loosen one bit. She knows that he doesn’t mind either way. He probably enjoys her clinging to him. 
Her other hand is squeezing the rail of the bridge so hard her hand is starting to ache. She doesn’t think she’s going to be able to move from this spot. He’s going to have to magically have them appear on the other side of the bridge. 
“I told you I was giving you a tour!” He laughed, leaning casually on the railing, making her reach out and grab his shirt to pull him from the edge of the bridge. 
“Stop standing so close!” She’s had to yell at him three times now. She’s starting to think that he’s doing it purposely. 
“Sorry, I won’t do it again.” 
Harry has said that each time she has so bravely reached out and pulled him away from the railing. He doesn’t mean it one bit, he just likes to see how concerned she is for him. 
“I’ll ask again. Why am I here?” 
“This is the Corinth Canal. Very important for sea travel which means that I have ties to it. It was built in—” 
“Can you give me the history lesson on land please? I’m going to pass out.” She wanted to fan her face, but as soon as she lifted her hand from the railing, she was rushing to grab back onto it and steady herself. It really doesn’t help that the wind is blowing. 
“You’re so impatient for a mortal, do you know that?” 
“Okay, okay. What’s next? I don’t want to stand here anymore.” 
He pointed to a sign a few feet away from them on the bridge that said ‘BUNGY JUMPING INTO THE CORINTH CANAL’ in bold letters. Luna swears the color has never drained from her face as quickly as it just did. 
“I’m joking.” He pried her hand from the bridge and then they appeared on land, off of the bridge. She sighed deeply, wanting to get down and kiss the ground, but she thought that might be a little too dramatic. 
“That wasn’t funny.” She ripped her hand away from his and took another long breath, trying to calm her now rapid heart rate. 
“Can we move on? I have a lot to show you.” He held his hand back out for her and she huffed before taking ahold of it. Next he had them in a small rowboat on the canal. He’s really pushing her out of her comfort zone. 
It was beautiful, she couldn’t deny that. Corinth had not originally been on her list of places to see, but now that she’s here, she’s glad that he brought her along. And at no cost to her. 
“What now?” Harry was laid back in the boat with his hands behind his head while they just floated downstream. She’d tried to grab an oar, but he stopped her. 
“The sea knows where we’re going.” 
And then he relaxed again. 
It was quite a nice ride, so she didn’t complain once and tried to relax like she told Carly she was going to do. Plus, the view was nice and the water was steady, there really was nothing she could complain about. She switched her view from the tall, ricky walls surrounding them, to the man in front of her who is very much still a mystery to her. He’s told her a lot, but not enough for her to feel like she knows anything about what’s going on. But she figures that for now, she can let it be and enjoy the boat ride. 
His eyes are shut now and he’s in another very, very casual outfit, like he was wanting to fit in with the other tourists around. Nothing like what he was wearing that first night on the beach or in the dream she had starring him. He would probably draw a lot of attention if he were wearing one of those outfits, so she understands that he might want to keep a low profile. She also doesn’t know if he’s visible to other people right now or it just looks like she’s in a boat on the canal by herself, which might look very depressing, so she hopes he’s made himself visible. 
Harry can feel her eyes scanning every inch of him. He doesn’t mind it. He’s been doing the same to her all day so far. He really can’t take his eyes off of her. He can’t wait to show her the rest of the city that he has known as his second home for a lot of his life. And he hopes that with her getting to know more and more about him, that she will trust him fully and possibly, eventually, return the same strong feelings he feels for her. 
It is unlike anything he has experienced in all his years. And he has had relations with immortals and mortals alike. But there is something different with Luna and he doesn’t quite know what it is that makes her so appealing to him. Besides the fact that she is so gorgeous, that alone could make him bow at her feet. And that is a huge compliment because he’s never felt the urge to do anything like that for anyone else, not even the gods or goddesses. For Luna, he decided he’d do anything. 
While her head was turned, staring at something far off down the canal behind her, Harry grabbed ahold of her hands and took them to another landmark that he is very anxious for her to see. 
“God, warn me next time you do that please.” 
“Will do.” 
He knows that popping in and out of places really has no effect on her, but she does bring up a good point. It’s more fun surprising her though.
Gripping her hand in his, this time not letting go, he led her to a site in front of them. It was now only in ruins, but hundreds of years ago, it was a  grand building built in his honor. He remembers coming here many times in disguise, just to see the hall filled with people all there just to please him. 
There were ropes surrounding the entirety of what used to be, but he stepped right over them and dragged her with him. 
“Harry, we can’t—”
“Do you know who I am?” He stopped her short, turning to look at her. She sighed, dropping her shoulders. 
“Yes.” 
“Thank you. No one can see us right now anyway. Relax. I’ll take care of you.” He pulled her further into the ruins, stepping over pieces of stone that once held up the whole building. It was so strange for him to see it like this, he hadn’t been here in a long, long time. And the last time he was, it was still standing at least. But he knows very well what happens when something has been left alone too long. 
“What is this place?” 
He didn’t answer her right away, but as soon as they stepped into the center of the still remaining mosaic flooring, walls rose up on all four sides of them, shielding them from the outside light, and closing them inside the temple. Luna stepped closer to him, whipping her head around to see the roof settle over the top of the walls. And everything was like it was a couple thousand years ago. 
“The Temple of Isthmia. Or the Temple of Poseidon.” She looked back at him for a moment and then went back to staring up at the tall ceiling engraved with very intricate designs. They were standing in a very long hall that she knew would echo very nicely since they appeared to be the only ones inside. 
He pulled her in another direction, right back outside to where they had been. Or where she thought they had been. The outside looked completely intact. Like everything was just built around it. The garden just beyond the stone steps, the statues on either side of the stairs who she assumes are meant to be him but she doesn’t ask. There is another building with tall columns adjacent to the one they were just in. It’s unbelievable to see it like this. 
“You brought me here to show me just how adored you were, didn’t you?” When she looked back at him, he was smirking. He shrugged. 
“What do you mean were? There are plenty of people that still adore me to this day,” He sat on the stairs that led to the inside of the temple and she followed after him. The sun was high in the sky, but they were perfectly shielded from it from where they were sitting. “I just wanted to show you this. It’s one of the many, thousands really, of cities that have temples dedicated to me. Must be a reason for that, if you know what I mean.” 
He nudged her with his elbow and she couldn’t help chuckling. 
“It’s very beautiful, thank you for bringing me here.” 
“You’re very beautiful.” 
She shot him a look before giving him a thumbs down. 
“That was terrible, please. I almost threw up.” 
Luna doesn’t know if he’s playing with her mind or not, but she now has the overwhelming urge to kiss him. And he hasn’t even done anything. He’s just sat beside her, looking at her with the most intense look she’s ever seen and she really can’t find the cause behind it. But she knows that she likes it, even if she shouldn’t. 
She has known him for a very short time, but sitting here now with him feels like she’s known him for ages. But she doesn’t know if she likes that feeling or not. She doesn’t know if it’s a good thing or not. If he’s using some weird mind magic on her to make her do whatever he wants her to do. She has no clue. She can’t help leaning into him the slightest bit, like there is some magnetizing force within him, pulling her closer and closer. She hopes it’s not something he is having her do. She almost hopes that everything between them is real and true. 
Harry can tell that she is very conflicted. And he can also tell that she is settling into the same feelings he’s been in since the night of the wedding. He knows that all of this is a waiting game and he knows that Luna will eventually return his affections because she’s meant to. It’s just fact. 
If he’s waited this long for her, what’s a little longer? 
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To be honest, I have no idea if those are violets in the pic at the top but listen I’m tired lol!!! I hope you liked this and I know not much happened but it gets better I promise!!! Thank you for hanging around for me. One Night Only part two is next btw 🤭
and my birthday is tomorrow just saying 😁
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luvv4j4ybe11 · 2 months
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I don’t have a conversation but fuck i just wanna say that i need neteyam so much i just need to sit on his lap and yap about my day and he would look at me smirking then he just pecks me on the lips to shut me up (it’s successful) then lays me down and kisses me properly, then he teases for another like five minutes or sum and at the last moment when i wanna snap and just leave he dicks me down with his head on my necckkk😩😩 feeling lonely n horny ngl
Phew lawd😩 I gotta answer this one bc it’s js too good of an idea to not ignore😩😩
Mdni!!
“Mhm, fuck, you know I can’t help it, babygirl. With you looking all pretty on my lap like this it’s hard for me to not kiss you, and even harder for my mind not to wander, especially with the way your pussy is pressed up against my dick just right. All I can think about is ripping your clothes off, and shoving my cock inside your tight, warm cunt, making you just bounce on me like the needy little slut you are. And I know you feel how hard I’m getting under you. I can tell by the way your voice gets quieter and face starts to flush. So fucking cute, babygirl.”
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