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#obviously I do very much care about what is said and happens in this scene because I really want and need vulnerable Ryan once again
sourbinnie · 9 months
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☆ interrupted tenderness ☆
♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> fluff ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> maknae line!skz x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> a member walks in when you're having a moment, how do they react? ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> none ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!
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jisung ✉
this ball of sunshine did not care about showing all of his love. yet there were times that he got so shy around you, like when you just started dating or when he had his massive crush on you. it was those times where he just got mesmerized by your beauty and by the fact that you were now his. you were at the dorms cuddling on the couch and he couldn't stop looking at you when you talked, every word going through his head but he couldn't move his eyes from your mouth.
"sung if you want a kiss just tell me." you said as you laughed and he couldn't help but blush. he was so caught up that he didn't even know where his eyes were going and that 'caused you to roll his eyes as you got closer to him.
"i can't help it when you look at that." he said and it was your turn to blush. how could he be so sweet? you really got lucky with him. you were leaning in, closer & closer but then you heard someone come in and it was none other than...
"look at our han jisung doing the dirty when we're not home!" changbin yelled and immediately jisung was behind you, a red mess in his face as he covered it with his hands. you couldn't help but laugh though as obviously you were doing absolutely nothing but now as everyone came in with changbin yelling, it got embarrassing.
god you loved these boys but sometimes they were very dramatic. even when you leaned in to where jisung was, giving him a kiss on the cheek, they were all yelling again. you held your boyfriend in your arms as he tried to calm down but it looked like tonight was gonna be pretty much like this.
felix ✉
now he didn't really mind being all lovey dovey in public. but like jisung, he did get super shy sometimes and you couldn't pop him out of his bubble. he would blush easily whenever you showed affection but he would always respond with the double of love. he was such a loving person, with so much to give all the time and you felt blessed to have met him. you were waiting for him backstage as he finished performing and as soon as they were coming, all the boys waved at you, but one in particular threw himself in your arms.
"lix oh my god, you're all sweaty!" you said but hugged him anyways because you did not care. he just laughed as he placed his head on your shoulder and buried himself in you basically.
"having you here watching me is all i needed." he whispered in your ear and that made your heart skip a beat because you were so grateful to have him. he was so tender and sweet to you that you felt like you did not deserve this beautiful person.
"i want to hug (y/n) as well, come on yongbok!" minho said as felix rolled his eyes but did not move from you. he was very much comfortable in the hug which wasn't breaking any time soon.
minho would never admit it but he was very happy to see his friend in such a blissful state. all of the boys were pleased to have you around if felix was gonna be smiling. as for him, he knew he found the one he wanted when you started whispering sweet nothings to his ear as you held him in the middle of everyone, who just happened to be staring at the joyful scene. 
seungmin ✉
he was not embarrassed or shy, he just didn't crave affection that much. until he met you and that's all he cared about, being around you, cuddling you, kissing you and just all over you 24/7. he wasn't clingy but he had to let everyone know that you were his (even though everyone knows that). being with him as he taught you one of the new choreos was very special to you. yes you could've asked anyone from danceracha but you wanted to share a moment with your boyfriend.
"(y/n) what are you doing?" he asked as you surrounded his neck with your arms and pulled him closer. his hands going straight to your waist as he held you. you were smirking as you put his forehead against yours and started the slow steps. "you're not making me slow dance, i'll die."
"you're such a drama queen, please? for me?" you said and he just nodded as you continued to have your little moment with him that you would remember forever.
"hyung are you he- oh my god, i need to film this." jeongin said to which seungmin immediately stopped what he was doing and almost dropped you in the process but his pride was on the line, you would understand.
it was impossible not to laugh at blushing seungmin as he hoped the ground would swallow him. of course the maknae had to walk in at such a tender moment but a certain part of him didn't care. like yes, he was slow dancing with his partner so what? but that wasn't the majority, in the end he was dying on the inside. he still loved you to death though, that's never gonna change.
jeongin ✉
you two were in your own scene all the time. it's like you were in a world where no one could enter, he just loved you so much and he got lost in whatever you were saying or doing all the time. he had heart eyes when you were near every time and you couldn't say that you didn't feel the same way. he was so ready to live every day for the rest of his life with you, it sounds like you were married at this point and it was so sweet. you were supporting him as he recovered his vocals, his voice capturing you and when he came out, he laid down next to you.
"was i good?" he simply asked as he looked at you, soft eyes and a little smile appearing on his face. it made you smile as well how happy he looked and you nodded.
"you're always amazing darling." you responded as you hugged him and gave him a little kiss on his forehead. holding him like you were so protective of your innie, he was always gonna be your baby.
"the lovebirds are acting up again." hyunjin said as he walked in to record his lines and jeongin buried himself in your chest. "it's cute, no need to hide!"
you held him close and pushed hyunjin who kept teasing jeongin. when hyunjin got in the recording booth, jeongin's red face appeared on your sight and you closed the gap to give him a kiss. his hyungs might tease him forever for the things you two do but he could not care anymore if he got to kiss you like that again. 
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astarion-obsessions · 5 months
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I think not enough people understand that Astarion doesn't want you to be his main or only source of blood. This even stands in direct contrast to what he really wants to achieve with biting Tav. Let me explain.
Why Astarion doesn't want you to be his blood bag
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Let me start with explaining how I approached this topic. First of all, when I triggered the bite scene in my playthrough, I obviously let Astarion drink from my Tav. But then I got curious. What happens when I don't stop him? He's said I could trust him just a moment ago, didn't he? So I did just that, I trusted him literally with my life. 
Aaaand... he killed me. Well. What did I expect from a vampire, really. But that he actually drained me dry broke my heart. I really wanted to trust him, to reach out and show him that I didn't judge him for what he was and so on. I was really disappointed in him and couldn't quite grasp why he would do this. Was it a conscious decision? Did he lose control? Surely he would apologise and explain everything to me once someone resurrected me, returning the trust I was giving him the night prior, right?... right?
Of course not. The dialogue after him killing Tav was... at least as disappointing as him killing Tav in the first place. He shows his usual attitude, apologises half-heartedly and then just keeps going on with talking about draining the occasional bandit. He even snaps when you mention the topic of him feeding after that with something like "I already apologised, what more do you want?".
There's no real regret, no emotions. He simply doesn't care.
We know that he didn't care in the beginning, he tells us as much when he confesses his unwanted, growing feelings towards Tav in act 2. But still the whole bite scene didn't sit right with me until…
The Nightmare 
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I randomly stumbled upon a clip of Astarion having a nightmare, so I researched about it and even started an Astarion run to experience it myself. So, if you play as Astarion, at the second long rest of act 1 he has a nightmare about Cazador, in which he recites the rules that defined how Astarion and the other spawn had to live:
First, thou shalt not drink of the blood of thinking creatures. 
Second, thou shalt obey me in all things. 
Third, thou shalt not leave my side unless directed. 
Fourth, thou shalt know that thou art mine. 
However Astarion reacts to this dream, he jolts awake afterwards and instinctively panics that he needs to find a way back to his master as soon as possible. His eyes set on his companions, who are sleeping / meditating peacefully around the fire, and then a thought passes his mind.
He could try to break one of Cazador's rules right then and there. He's able to stand in the sun, to bathe in running water, so maybe…
And that's why he decides to bite a companion. Astarion wakes up utterly terrified of what his master will do to him if he doesn't return to him in an instant - and he knows all too well what kind of horrors would await him if he so much as dares to think about rebelling again (read about that here) - so he is in desperate need of confirmation that he is now able to withstand and actively break the rules that have dominated his life for two centuries.
He needs to know that he is able to drink the blood of a thinking creature. And there they are. His clueless companions served on a silver platter. It's like an invitation to him, to test his boundaries. And who would be more fitting than the good hearted leader of the party Astarion wanted to (or already has) seduce(d) anyway?
This piece of information shed a whole new light on the bite scene. But let's look a bit closer at that. 
The Bite Night 
The very first thing Tav registers about what's going on with Astarion that night is him baring his fangs right above us, about to sink them into our flesh. He pulls back as soon as we open our eyes, retreating immediately until there's a safe distance between him and Tav. 
This may be the first time Tav gets to know that Astarion is a vampire, so he gets defensive and tells us that he's never killed a person for food, only animals. But then, instead of letting the idea of feeding on Tav go, he insists that animals aren't enough. 
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But it's not enough. Not if I have to fight. I feel so weak. 
If I just had a little blood, I could think clearer. Fight better. Please. 
Then he goes on, literally pleading to get what he wants while putting on a sad expression in the end, even averting his gaze. 
And if we now have in mind that he just woke up from a nightmare about Cazador, feeling powerless and in desperate need of even a glimpse of hope that he might escape Cazador's cruel grip, his lines make a lot of sense. He's veiling the truth, of course, but not all of what he says is a lie. 
He indeed feels weak - powerless in fact - so drinking Tav's blood (the blood of a thinking creature) could prove that he may have regained a bit of power over himself, which had been exclusively reserved for Cazador the last 200 years. This would absolutely make him feel stronger, more confident than he's felt for a long, long time. 
And he indeed could think clearer after tasting Tav's blood, because this would bring clarity to the question if he is now able to break Cazador's rules on purpose and therefore give him information to work with when he needs to think about what to do next. 
Right after this, we get the chance to push into Astarion's mind, and if we do this, we can see what he thinks about. 
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His mind opens up, revealing cracked and quivering memories. At their heart, you see dark eyes, commanding you to feed. 
You open your mouth and bite down. Not into a tender neck, but in the twisting body of a rat - the only thing your master lets you eat. 
He recalls the memory of how his master used to force him to eat disgusting vermin. As his memory is told, we can clearly see how deeply this affects him, for he can't keep up his walls of defensiveness and detachment. They just crack, crumble and reveal his misery clearly for Tav to observe. When we ask him about it directly afterwards, he first seems to search for a way out - a witty remark, anything - but gives up almost immediately. And he looks and sounds just completely defeated and tired, confirming what Tav just saw in his mind. 
He goes on with talking about trust. I think here he's seeing a chance to gain Tav's sympathy. If he already reveals such delicate information about his past, he can as well make use of it. So he appeals to Tav's understanding, offering us that this past is the reason for him only trusting Tav slowly. But then he immediately adds that now he trusts Tav, and that in return Tav can trust him, too. 
What he does here is displaying himself as pitiful, gaining Tav's sympathy, then seemingly going out of his way and saying that despite all he does trust Tav, which puts Tav in the position to follow suit with returning the trust… which Astarion definitely lied about on his part. But that's what he does. Manipulating. 
If we then respond with "You tried to bite me. How can I trust you?" instead of assuring us of his trustworthiness with more manipulation, he gets frustrated. 
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Because we don't have a choice! Not if we're going to save ourselves from these worms. 
But he goes on with masking his reasons, even if he gave us a hint right in the beginning of act 1 when we picked him up, where he said that he would rather control the tadpole instead of removing it. If we play as Astarion, it gets clear pretty fast that he holds onto the tadpole, because it seems to be the only thing that had been able to "save" him from Cazador whilst no one and nothing else even attempted to help him for two centuries. Of course he would not want to get rid of the tadpole just like that. But he says so nonetheless to align with Tav's goals and display himself as useful. 
And then he does something interesting. 
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I need you alive. You need me strong. 
Please. Only be a taste, I swear. I'll be well, you'll be fine, and everything can go back to normal. 
In the beginning of this conversation he mentioned he needed the blood to fight better. Now he takes up on this by saying that Tav needs him strong, hinting on him getting stronger after having a taste of Tav's blood. And then he promises that after this "everything can go back to normal", which right now means Astarion feeding on animals again. 
A few things about this are odd. 
Firstly, "only be a taste". Everyone, literally everyone has heard about the insatiable hunger of vampires. So how is it supposed to work that Astarion gets stronger from just a taste of Tav's blood? For how long? A few hours? Not nearly long enough to pose a real advantage, eh? For me this makes no sense. And if we think about his true intentions - wanting to find out if he can break Cazador's rule - just a taste would be absolutely enough. (And after he bites Tav without killing them, he even says that he needs something more filling!) 
Secondly, if Astarion really wanted to become stronger with the help of Tav's blood, why would he promise to go back to normal afterwards? He just offered Tav a stronger companion but then immediately nullified this argument by literally saying that this will be a one time arrangement. 
Thirdly, he subtly offers a bargain. "You give me your blood, I will be a stronger fighter for you." He did so in the beginning as well, repeating it with different words. And it fits his character very well to do so, because for all he knows everything comes with a price. He almost gets beaten to death and Cazador mercifully comes to his rescue? The price is a never ending life of torment and abuse. Astarion helps a potential victim for Cazador to flee? The price is a year of starvation, locked up in a dusty and dark tomb without knowing if it will ever find an end. Mindflayers rescued him from Cazador, (passively) granting him to possibly be free of him at last? The price is becoming a tentacled monster in the end. 
If we then allow him to bite us, he's visibly surprised about our graciousness, but of course doesn't let this chance slip and suggests getting comfortable instantly. Then he finally gets to sink his teeth into Tav's neck. This part of the scene can more or less be viewed from both sides - Astarion's and Tav's. 
He begins to feed on Tav and after a bit we can decide to interrupt him, but have to pass an ability check first. This repeats a second time when playing Tav, and even if it's only one AC when we play Astarion and decide to bite a companion, it still aligns, showing that Astarion seemingly loses himself in the taste of Tav's blood - which is very likely because (as he later tells us) we were the first humanoid he's ever fed on, so it's imaginable that Tav's blood must be tasting almost divine to him. 
This theory is supported by his actions after we fail the first AC or just let him continue. He grabs the back of Tav's head to pull them towards himself, emphasising on how greedy he is sucking the blood out of Tav. The camera even uses the exact same angles before failing or skipping the first AC and after, so the comparison is easy and the difference is clear:
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If we then fail or skip the next AC, Astarion just drains us dry… And it gets even better after the bite night. 
The Morning After 
When Tav gets revived and then talks to Astarion, he is visibly surprised to see us, after he left the dead body of Tav behind with saying "Oh no, something terrible has happened". Sure Astarion, something… 
All of this happens when Astarion still doesn't care for Tav. He reacts with panic when we confront him with the fact that he literally killed us, and just manages to get his expression under control after a few seconds. I mean, just look at him:
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'Killed' feels like a strong word. Not many corpses have your vigour. 
He definitely knows what he's done, and that 'killed' is indeed the right word for it, he is just very very bad at coping with guilt (which is amazingly analysed by thelikesoffinn - definitely read this, you'll understand Astarion so much better after this). 
He instantly lays the focus on our codependency again, that we need each other and so on. If we question why we should keep him around, he answers with:
A strong, well-fed vampire? I'm a powerful weapon - you'd be a fool to toss me aside now. 
With mentioning this, he wants to make sure that Tav will let him stay by their side and therefore grant him protection. 
But more importantly he continues:
Anyway, last night was an aberration. It will never happen again. 
He doesn't even start with something like "Next time I'll be more careful" or anything similar. He straight up says that it will never happen again. Period. If we then ask who he will feed on next time he gets hungry, he presents the idea of feeding on villains and bandits "who need killing anyway". And this is exactly what he wants. This even shows in his reaction to Tav's response to his suggestion.
If we agree and therefore allow him to feed on our enemies ("Sounds good. Glad we could agree"), this is how he reacts:
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As am I. I'm starting to feel a little peckish already. 
This itself doesn't sound all too enthusiastic, but we get his approval up, which definitely shows that he very much likes that Tav agreed. 
On the contrary, if we suggest he can feed on Tav, ignoring his will wish to feed on villains ("Look, I'm not against you feeding on me, but only if we talk about it first"), this is his reaction:
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Of course! This sounds eminently reasonable. 
I shall wait patiently until you suggest we… dine together. 
Doesn't sound too bad either, eh? But we don't get his approval. He doesn't disapprove, of course, because this is still a thousand times better than what he had until then, but still not what he really wants… 
So, what does all of this mean for the initial question? 
Conclusion 
The crucial point here is what it means for Astarion to feed on Tav. The only things he remembers since Cazador turned him, are being relentlessly dominated and horrifyingly abused. The things Astarion wants the most are to be safe and to finally have control over himself again. 
He bit Tav for the sole purpose of finding out if he can be free of Cazador's rules. So why would he jump right into being dependent on Tav? He suggests to feed on villains, because then he is free of anyone's mercy. He doesn't need to rely on Tav to graciously allow him to get a drop of blood. He can do this himself now. 
This is such an important step for his character growth, to find the way to his autonomy again, so if we only allow him to feed on Tav, it instantly sets him back into old habits of bowing to his masters words - or in this case Tav's. Because it's all hes been doing for the last two centuries of his life. 
So, as much as the thought of the self-sacrificing offer to be his personal blood bag may seem romantic or whatever, it's actually the exact opposite, trapping Astarion in what he desperately tries to escape from. The restrictions that come with someone dominating him mentally and physically. And as I mentioned earlier, he doesn't believe in the goodness of people. For him every "kind" act has a price and he likes to know what he has to pay, so he wouldn't even want to just drink Tav's blood without Tav getting anything out of it. He would most certainly expect Tav one day to come around with something he doesn't want to give or do, so he wants to control such situations beforehand. 
All he wants is to make his own decisions and be free in every way possible… 
So please just let him drain some bandits, will ya? 
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ineadhyn · 3 months
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One of Astarion's most interesting scenes to me is the one in the flop house where we meet Dalyria and Petras. So, obviously, I felt the need to analyze it.
Astarion's behaviour switches the very moment he recognises his siblings. He has been snappy and theatrical before, but this now feels different. More raw. His posture changes, he bends forward in a pose like he's ready to attack. The moment he sees them, he enters fight mode.
And indeed, he does attack. He immediately goes for Petras, aiming for the weak spots he knows, his intelligence. It's bite or be bitten. If he doesn't do it (a choice you can make in his origin run for example) Petras does just the same, insulting Astarion using his known flaws: his arrogance, his egoism, claiming Astarion is all talk. This tells so much about Astarions life with them.
Dalyria is a bit calmer, she seems to care about both of them, at least enough that she doesn't want to see either of them killed. Dalyria does believe Cazador's claim of freeing them at least on surface level. She can be convinced to trust Astarion when he says he'll free them. She wants to be free. Asking why Astarion would come back if he was free, there is a certain longing in her voice. She's also the one telling Astarion about the ritual place, hoping Astarion might actually be able to free them, or at least not kill Petras.
Still the aggression in the room is not only between Astarion and Petras. Astarion also snaps at Dalyria when she's barely said anything. "That's not a way to welcome back a brother, Dal." The three of them are like dogs in the kennels of a dog fighting ring, barking at the sight of each other. Trained to compete and not giving each other an inch. You can imagine what it must have been like sharing one bedroom.
Then Astarion does his theatrical "Didn't you miss me?" Did they? Probably as much as Astarion pities them. A bit, because they've known each other for so long, but not enough to go out of their way. Just after saying he pities them, Astarion dreams about completing the ritual (which includes sacrificing them). Mostly I see the "Didn't you miss me" as Astarion wanting to make a confident first impression on them. Although it's too late, because his first instinct was to pull up his usual defences when interacting with his siblings: snapping at them.
And then Astarion actually gets physically aggressive and burns Petras. This is new. Petras didn't expect this. He says "What the hells happened to you, Astarion?" In combination with the other spawn scene when they call Astarion the runt, that never put up a fight, this paints a clear picture: Astarion has never been physically aggressive during his time with Cazador. Probably because he didn't have the means. He was simply too weak, being tortured more than any of the others. Petras talks about eating rats and dogs, Astarion got rats and bugs (he says that when talking about the bite with Tav). Also of course being broken into submission by being sealed into the tomb for the one time he didn't obey. (Worthy to mention that even then Astarion did not fight, he ran.)
Now that Astarion has some power for the first time, he uses it. And holy damn can I understand why he wants more. How good it must feel to be able to defend himself with more than words for the first time. This bit of power makes him say "I am not afraid of anything anymore."
It's enough for him to say "I am going to stop Cazador." A thing none of the spawn expects of him. Astarion would never rebel against the master. Cazador himself doesn't believe it until his last moment. They were all wrong about Astarion. Cazador indeed never broke him.
Also, pay attention to the leaning forward pose. Astarion does that on multiple occasions. It's his "my instinct screams to fight and defend myself"-pose.
(I am not entirely sure if "do not slouch before me" is also referring the same pose, or if it's more of an instinct to bow or cower. But that's for another day.)
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auras-moonstone · 8 months
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hello there could i request jack x actress!reader where they’re co-stars on a show or film and they obviously have feelings for each other but it’s like “everyone knows about it BUT them” kinda thing lmao they act like a couple but neither of them has brought the subject up
let’s just say they were nominated for an oscar and at the vanity fair after party jack’s talking to a girl when he sees the reader talking dancing a little too close to an actor (who’s literally just a friend) and he just goes up to them like “hey can i steal you for a second? great thanks lets go” and just drags her to a more private part (maybe a romantic balcony?) and he’s like “wtf was that???” and she’s like “well i can ask u the same mr.” and it’s just angry love confession and they kiss (no smut pls!!) please and thank you so much 😁
angry confessions are the best😫 hope you enjoy it! 🫶🏻
you belong with me — jack champion
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pairing: jack champion x fem!reader
summary: y/n and jack belong together and, while everyone knows it, they acknowledged it. though, at the vanity fair party, the very awaited thing happens.
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EVERYONE JUST KNEW Y/N AND JACK BELONGED TOGETHER. And every person who knew them agreed in something—it was very frustrating to see them act like a couple and completely deny there was something going on between them.
The cast of Avatar watched their bond born and blossom. It had been two years since they finished filming that movie, and the cast thought that, by now, they had already admitted their feelings, as they continued to work together after Avatar. And, by the way they were acting around each other throughout the Oscar ceremony, they were sure they were finally a couple.
“Holy shit, Jack, Andrew Garfield is two tables away from us” she said excitedly. “Oh god, is that Margot Robbie? Jack please pinch me I think I just saw Robert Pattinson, also known as the love of my life”.
“I’m not going to pinch you, and your fan girl side is absolutely adorable” Jack said, leaving a kiss on her nose. Y/N laughed and hid her heated cheeks on Jack’s neck.
“I’m so happy for you two!” Zoe told them. The whole table was looking at them as if they were the most adorable creatures in the world.
“What do you mean?” Jack asked confused.
“It was very obvious, you two had always acted like a couple around set. We all knew you would eventually get together” Sam said.
“Oh! No, we are not together. We’re just friends. And we do not act like a couple” Y/N said. The whole table let out a groan.
“I can’t with these two anymore” Stephen sighed.
Jack and Y/N exchanged glances, but said nothing, letting the ceremony continue.
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AT THE END OF THE CEREMONY, THEY ENDED UP GOING TO THE VANITY FAIR PARTY. How could they not? Especially after Avatar won an Oscar. They had to celebrate. And above all, Y/N and Jack wanted to get Zoe’s words out of their minds.
“Y/N?” a voice that sounded familiar asked. The girl turned her head around to see one of her ex co-stars, Nick.
“Oh, god. Nick! Hi. It’s been so long” she said excited. He was one of the first people she worked with, and one of her first friends.
“You look amazing!” he said, looking at her emerald dress.
“Thank you, you too” Y/N smiled politely.
“Wanna dance?” Nick asked. Y/N looked around, Jack was supposed to bring some drinks, but he was nowhere to be seen. She was about to decline, when she caught his figure. Jack was talking with a very gorgeous girl, who had her hand on his bicep and was smiling at him in a flirty way.
“Actually, I’d love to” she clenched her teeth, eyes not leaving the scene as Nick led her to the dance floor.
“You okay?” Nick asked. Y/N blinked, finally looking at him. She faked a smile and nodded as they made a conversation.
Hearing Y/N’s laugh, Jack’s head turned around and closed his hand in a fist at the scene in front of him—his Y/N dancing with some boy and laughing at something he was saying. And his hand was on her waist. Her. Waist. Not caring about being polite to the nameless girl—who can’t seem to get her hand off his bicep—anymore, Jack marched towards the dance floor.
“Hey, can I steal you for a second?” Jack asked, not bothering to greet the boy dancing with Y/N. “Great thanks, let’s go” he said before Y/N could even open her mouth.
He led her to the large window at the end of the room, which led them to a beautiful antique balcony. “What the fuck was that?” Jack spat angrily once he closed the door, blocking the sound of the party. The chilly wind of the night embraced them.
Y/N looked at him in surprise, then in annoyance and crossed her arms in front of her chest “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“That… in there” his tone was hard “You were dancing with him, and giggling and flirting… what was that?”
Y/N scoffed “I could ask you the same question, mister. I mean, what was going on there between you and Mrs. Clingy?” her nose scrunched as the image of the girl touching Jack crossed her mind.
“Nothing was going on between me and-” he paused and frowned “Mrs. Clingy? What?”.
“Oh, Jack your hair looks so pretty tonight! Oh Jack, your suit is very stylish and the fabric is so soft! Can I touch it? Oh Jack, have you been going to the gym lately?” she imitated the girl’s pitched voice, while touching his arms “Holy fucking shit, the mice from Cinderella sound less annoying than her”
“That is not what she was saying at all!” Jack rolled his eyes. Lies, that kinda was how the conversation went “What about your boy, then? As if he wasn’t being all clingy, with his arms on your waist and showing you his charming smile, which in my opinion isn’t as charming as the girls on twitter say”.
The girl furrowed her eyes “The girls on-? never mind” Y/N sighed “We were literally dancing! What was he supposed to do with his hands?!” she exclaimed in a loud voice.
“Well, why were you dancing with him in the first place?” Jack asked, his tone matching hers.
Y/N moved her arms frenetically, it was something she did when she got frustrated “He’s my friend! We did a movie together a long time ago, we were catching up”
Jack let out a dry laugh “He sure as hell doesn’t want to be your friend”
“Oh, you read minds now!” she said sarcastically.
“I’m not stupid, I certainly can tell when a guy wants a girl”
“You’re totally wrong, but if he did, what is the problem?”
“There’s no problem!” he forced a laugh. “Why would there be a problem? You can flirt with whoever you want, dance with whoever you want, date whoever you want!”
“Then what is this discussion for?!” Y/N looked at him, she was basically breathing flames when she talked. “There clearly is a problem—you can flirt with girls but for some reason I can’t flirt with boys?? And you have to drag me away to cause a useless fight and can’t even tell me what’s the real reason”.
“So you were flirting!” Jack pointed an accusatory finger at her.
She let out a groan of irritation “That’s what you got from all that?! Really?! Why are you being so insufferable right now?”
“Because I fucking love you!” Jack’s statement was as loud as the beats of her heart when she took in his words. “And I can’t stand seeing you dance with him, looking so fucking angelic. It drives me nuts how he gets to hear you laugh and your sweet voice. I want you to dance with me, I want you to laugh with me, I want the hand on your waist to be mine… and you know what else I want?” he asked, his voice gradually lowered as he spoke, and now it was soft as silk. And his face was only inches away from hers. Y/N was speechless, so she just shook her head “I want to kiss you, and I want everyone to see—especially him”.
“You are so… frustrating” she sighed, now her tone was calmer “He is just my friend, I promise. And I don’t want anyone but you, Jack. Ever since I met you on set, you have been the only boy on my mind. I don’t care how charming his smile is” she said, and Jack whispered ‘not that charming’. “He is not you”.
Jack smiled at those last words. He brought his hand to the side of her face, to pull away a strand of hair that fell from her ponytail “I’m sorry for acting like a jealous boyfriend. I had no right, it just… it pissed me off as much as it scared me”.
“Scared you?” she asked confused, leaning into the softness of his palm.
“The thought of you being with someone else, and losing you before I even got to tell you how I felt… it scared me” he confessed.
Y/N basically threw herself in his arms “I love you, Jack. And I’m sorry too, I also acted like a jealous girlfriend. And if it makes you feel less guilty, I was two seconds away from leaving the place with brunette strands of hair as a trophy”
At that, Jack bursted out laughing “You remind me of that villain bunny from The secret life of pets”
“Jack!” she laughed, pushing his shoulder gently.
“You’re so cute. I love you” he smiled as he left short kisses on her cheeks.
“Just for the record, you are also the least intimidating-looking guy ever. You are literally a golden retriever”
He grimaced “I’m a cat person”
Y/N rolled her eyes, smiling from ear to ear “Just kiss me, dork”.
Jack’s hands grabbed her cheeks as she raised her head to meet his lips. Their chests tightened as they became addicted to the softness of each other’s lips and the taste of cherry that Y/N’s chapstick provided. Her fingertips lost between his long curls as his traced circles on her blushed-covered cheeks.
They cursed the oxygen as they pulled away, breathless and complete mesmerised by the other, as if there were under the influence of some kind of spell. The magic broke with the sound of an opening door, and Y/N couldn’t help rolling her eyes at the sight of the brunette girl.
“Jack! I have been looking for you” her high pitch tone made Y/N’s jaw clench. “Oh, sorry. You don’t mind if I steal him, right?” she asked Y/N, a fake smile plastered on her face.
Y/N mimicked her smile “He’s busy right now. Come back never”
Jack tried not to laugh “Sorry, I want to be here with my girlfriend. There’s a guy on table 5 called Nick who is totally your type, though, you’ll like him”
The girl, clearly confused, turned around and left them alone. Y/N looked at Jack “Can we get out of here? I hate parties”.
“Sure, love. Movie and ice cream?” he asked, grabbing her hand and intertwining their fingers. Their hands, as always, fitted just right. Like they were made to go together, like they belonged together—just like Y/N and Jack.
Y/N smiled and kissed his knuckles “You know me so well, I love you”.
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hexgaywire · 6 months
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hey :}
could i please get luxiem hcs (separately) to their s/o having a different luxiem oshi? sfw or nsfw is okay :)
for example: dating vox but mysta is their oshi
thank you in advance! 🩷
Of course!
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"Luxiem's S/O With Different Oshis Headcannons"
Ft. Vox, Luca, Mysta, Shu, and Ike
Rating: SFW
Warnings: Mysta in Nijisanji still if that bothers you.
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Vox and you have been dating a bit
You found his voice to be familiar when you first started dating but you couldn't quite understand why
That was until he told you he was a streamer
It all clicked
You're familiar with the company he's associated with!!!
He smugly asks you who your oshi is
You pause
It's Luca, it's been Luca since you discovered Nijisanji
The smile slips from his face when you tell him about Luca
"Does this count as cheating? This feels like cheating?"
"Vox you know I love you right?"
"No why don't I call Luca and you can tell him that."
He gets all pouty
You try to console him
You really do
But the big baby is persistent
"So why Luca?"
"Vox honey, I really don't think this is a rabbit hole I wanna go down."
"It's his muscles huh? It's gotta be."
You sigh ultimately wrapping your arms around your pouty partner
"I love you Vox, that's all that should matter."
You kiss him softly and he gives in and kisses you back.
"For the record though I did watch you too."
"Did!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN DID?"
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The second you find out your boyfriend Luca is in Luxiem you realize it all makes sense
You knew he was a streamer but the fact that he was always traveling and had a nice apartment
You didn't realize he was a corporate vtuber
One night he asks you the question
"Have you ever watched any of my content?"
You don't want to... Sacre him away?
"A bit."
"I'm your oshi then yeah?"
Shit
"Luca I don't think that's really important right no-"
He looks almost horrified
"Is it... Is it someone else?"
He sniffs in feigning heartbroken
"Shu..." You mumble. "I watch Shu."
You study him as his mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water
"I can't believe my own partner doesn't watch my content!"
He wails
"I never said that, you asked who my oshi was!"
You point and accusatory finger at him
Luca is jealous for all of ten minutes
Once he comes down he admits that Shu is very entertaining to watch
Forgives you but only if you promise to watch him more
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Mysta lets it slip early in your relationship that he's a part of Luxiem
He was actually freaking out about missing a date bc of stream
It just sorta happened
Anyway months later Mysta asked you the question while you wash dishes from dinner.
"Hey babe, I know you watch Luxiem so who's your oshi just out of curiosity."
"Vox probably."
You say nonchalantly
"VOX!? Seriously!? The other British one, I see you have a type I suppose."
He's obviously pouting
"I watch you too!"
You turn to defend yourself.
"Nope it's not the same. Cannot accept this betrayal."
You drop the dishes to console him
He of course milks this for as long as he can
Eventually he folds when you kiss his forehead and tell him how much you care about him
Only then of course bc he's a diva
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Shu doesn't really disclose his streaming career until much later in your relationship
You kinda found out way before he opened up to you
But to respect his privacy you never brought it up
"I'm a part of Luxiem."
"Shu I know."
"Oh. Well, okay now you double know."
You chat a bit about behind the scenes stuff
Before he asks the big one
"So who's your oshi? Who do you watch the most."
You laugh
You don't mean to
The way you found out Shu was in Luxiem was a collab between him and Mysta.
"It's Mysta.. that's actually how I found out you were in Luxiem."
He pauses
"So not me?"
"Not you."
"I see. I can understand why you like Mysta he's really funny."
Shu's actually really cool about the whole thing
Because that's just how Shu is
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Similarly to Shu Ike is very modest when it comes to telling you he's a vtuber and apart of Luxiem
When he does tell you he's very nervous
"So what do you think about all this?"
"I think it's cool. I guess I should also admit I kinda know who you are."
Ike is dumbstruck
"Really? You know Luxiem and stuff too!?"
"Well acquainted actually, one of my Oshis are in Luxiem."
"Who!?"
Ike asks intrigued
"It's Vox."
Your sheepish
Ike smiles
Similarly to Shu he's super chill with it.
"I also love Vox's content so I can't blame you for having good taste."
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Sorry this is so short! My requests are still open
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stargirldelight · 9 months
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• ︎If You Want Me Too •
Zoro x Reader
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• C.W: Fem reader, WING-MAN SANJI, and for Zoro? Never thought i’d see that happening, jealous reader & Zoro, lil guilt tripping if you squint, blindfold, pussy-eater Zoro (he's a munch), blindfold, orgasm denial/control, vaginal sex, rough fucking while confessing love hehe idk.
• A.N: I don’t even know what the setting is tbh. 
Likes, comments, and reblogs are highly appreciated :)
• W.C: 3.2K
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It's not an easy task to liberate an entire country, even though you were pirates it always ended up being that way somehow, you were always their “heroes”. Tough enemies the civilians bowed down to and cowered away from for years of their life, it was all finally over. The very least they could do for you was throw a large banquet, they insist. You swish around the contents of your virgin cocktail the ever so caring Sanji provided you.
“Enjoy your drink! Y/n-Chwaaan” he’d coos, almost dancing around you, holding the empty tray up to his chest. You wish you could enjoy your night, you thought. “T’ch, what are those beautiful girls doing around that idiot swordsman, what's so special about him anyways.” Sanji leered in spite of his friend who got lucky for the night. “I know right…” you stare longingly towards the gut curdling scene.
Exotic women surrounded the oh-so-brave samurai, who drank sake cup after cup, drowning in all the alcohol paying no mind to the women around him, but you did. You did because you and Zoro often had meaningless sex, to fill a lust deprived void on the ship, nothing more than a means of convenience. Meaningless turned into meaningful, before you realized it you fell for said idiot swordsmen. 
“You like him, don't you?” Sanji speaks up from beside you, you unintentionally ignore him. He was no stranger to love, and could tell just by the gloomy cloud you slouched in, looking so miserable and dreaded at a place full of life. When you realized you had feelings for him, you distanced yourself almost instantly even Zoro noticed, never questioning it. It became hard to casually have sex with him, too much emotion to bear, too many thoughts keeping you up at night.
Sanji worried for you when you wouldn't answer back, continually looking towards the horde of women. They started giggling around him, pouring cups of sake in his mouth for him as if he couldn't himself. “Y/n,” you snap out of your trance and look up at Sanji, glad you did since you might’ve thrown up if you looked any longer. Maybe you should drink tonight.
Your favorite songs played throughout the open night sky, “May i have this dance?” he proposes, holding out his hand for you to accept. He did this for three reasons and three reasons only. If what he suspects is true, Zoro should get agitated, at the sight of him dancing with you, anything to piss off shitty swordsmen. Second reason being, he gets to dance with you, obviously. Third reason being, he can have the crowd of ladies to himself. 
If all went well, of course.
You smile, accepting his hand. Maybe a distraction was exactly what you needed. You take his hand and join the other few couples dancing. He holds your waist close to his, other hand cupping your cheeks, “You look beautiful tonight, y/n-chan,” you rest your hands on his chest, both swaying to the beat. “It’s a shame he can’t appreciate you the way you deserved to be.” he holds and kisses the back of your hand.
You giggle, “How charming of you Sanji-kun, thank you.” He spins you around, admiring your twirling figure, and dips you backwards carefully.  Zoro on the other hand was watching rather intently than he’d like to admit. Maybe it was the very sight of the shitty cook so close to the women he considered his, but had no right to call you his own. Especially because of your cold behavior towards him for the past few months.
You’d only respond in short, to the point sentences, excusing yourself when he was around, avoiding him each and every time he was in the same vicinity as you. He hated it. Especially, how all of a sudden you're so fond of Sanji. He could feel his blood boil, skin turning hot the way he held you so close. And to add insult to injury, you were enjoying every second of it.
He hastily got up from the surrounds of women, all “awwing” disappointed and pouting at his leave, he really couldn't care less. Briskly walking towards where the two of you were now giggling, holding hands, when you feel a strong hand grab your wrist. “Come with me,” he says sternly with his eyes narrowed towards Sanji, who let go of your hand. “I'll be back, Sanji,” you say annoyed, hurriedly following behind Zoro's large steps. He scoffs, “No she won't.” he said lowly enough for you two not to hear.
He practically dragged you behind him the way he walked through the party with such a persistent stride, you struggled to keep up. “Zoro!” you call out, complaining at the rugged treatment except he wouldn't listen. You two make it to a deserted part of the city, surrounded by vacant, half demolished houses from the earlier battles. Zoro spots an empty and open house and leads you to it.
You catch your breath, still unable to face him, you choose to look in the corner of the room. “Oi- Zoro, What the hell was that for?” you ask harshly. He closed the door to the house, your words hurting his heart the way you spoke to him with so much hate. “You're avoiding me and I'm not smart enough to know why,” he turns around, walking closer to you. You walk backwards, almost tripping over the leg of a table, you grasp the edges to steady yourself against it. 
“That's why you’ll tell me.” he says leaving little to no room between the two of you. Grabbing your cheeks between his fingers, forcing you to face him. When you do, you notice his eyes are half lidded and red, looking at you intensely, just waiting for an answer you would never give him. “Zoro, I-i…” you stutter trailing off, intimidated by his stare. 
An intense feeling of lust grew in the room around you. Too hot to wear clothes, but never hot enough to not have your body pressed against his. You couldn't give him an answer, not even in the slightest were you ready to tell him about how you felt. “You hurt me, y/n…” he continued stroking your cheek, “...when you don't talk to me,” you look down saddened. The last thing you wanted was to hurt his feelings, you really did love him.
Still nothing though, you needed at least several drinks before you would even think about confessing your feelings for Zoro. “Did I do something…that you didn't like?” he questions, “No!” you respond defensively, immediately looking up at him. “No? Then what is it?” he asks back too fast. “I can't say.” you dejectedly mumble, averting your gaze once again. “Okay,” he lets go of you, “fine,” turning away walking towards the door, he twists the knob.
“I'm leaving,” no, you don't want that. Just as he approached the door, you spoke up, “Wait, Zoro…” he stopped in his tracks. Maybe it’d be okay if you didn't tell him, if you suppress your feelings just once more for his growing erection. Tend to his needs at the hefty cost of throwing your feelings aside for the millionth time. For him. “Come here, please?” you call for him, and he does. Taking somber, decisive steps towards you.
His hands go to grab your sides, looking down at your flustered expression not being able to make anything of it. He studies your uneasy posture but can't place a finger on what you could be feeling. He can't help but he feels he did something wrong, he cups your face, gently this time. He knew you were a woman of her mettle, and never let a hard time bring her down but just this once he thought he got to see you at your lowest.
“You're drunk, don't accuse me of such silly things,” you laugh meekly. You pull him in for a sloppy kiss, hands roaming down the front of his exposed broad chest from the kimono. He groans into your mouth, the taste of liquor lined his mouth, as it almost always did. Tongue invading every crevice of your wet mouth, he slides his tongue further past your lips with aggression you almost can't breathe.
He knew it wasn't silly, you refused to answer him when he wanted to know how you felt. He was drunk, and not entirely stupid. So the best course of action, was to fuck the answer out of you, obviously. He really did love you when suddenly you pushed away from him. Just as you he was also entirely confused about his strong feelings towards you and unwillingly kept his distance. 
But tonight it would be the opposite, he’d hold you closer than he ever did. You pull away to breathe when he pulls you in again, for a much sloppier, quick kiss laying you down on the table behind you. Trailing kisses, down your neck he left purple marks, sucking harshly on your skin. You let out breathy moans, “Zoro,” his name fell so sweetly, so effortlessly from your lips. God did he miss this.
He groans into your neck, hot breath cascading down your neck to your covered breasts. “Strip,” he says simply. You peel away the clothes you wore off your body as fast as you could, his eyes scanning your bare figure as you do. Taking in each and every curve, scar, and mark as if it were his first time seeing you like this. You feel hot under his gaze, your arm sneaks its way covering your breasts when he grabs it, holding it up against the table above your head.
He takes your breasts in his mouth, circling around your nipple with his tongue, taking the soft peak between his teeth to occasionally nibble on. Wet sucking noises whenever he sucked hard enough, ripping loud gasps from you, sending a hot, sensual rush through your core. He took your other breast in his rougher, calloused hand, thumb rubbing the soft mound almost expertly. 
Zoro wouldn't say much, his judgment clouded by the immense amount of pleasure and sake, but he did know he wouldn't want to say the wrong thing. His erection growing, he still felt you were angry at him. He trailed kisses down your stomach, shifting the hand he pinned your arm with, to entangling his fingers with your own. He rubs the side of your thumb with his when he reaches your untouched pussy.
He pulls up for a moment to kiss your knuckles, a pathetic attempt at romance the way the shitty cook did the same earlier. He looks deep into your eyes, far past all his sexual fantasies. You looked unhappy, not frowning, but not sporting your beautiful smile either. It pinched his heart, the way you giggled earlier with the cook but not with him. He really, really didn't want to see you like this. 
He takes off the black bandana from his arm and lifts himself up, letting go of your hand. “Zoro…What are you doing,” you ask curiously. “You trust me, pretty girl?” he asks rather than answering, folding the bandana in half. “Of course,” you respond. “Blindly, even?” he asks again, wanting any sort of reassurance from your end that you're still comfortable with him the way you used to be. “Yes.” you say propped up on your elbows, blushing.
He remembered the day you cutely walked in on him training, blurting out the odd request of wanting to have sex with him to relieve some pent up tension. You kept adjusting the bottom of your skirt, shifting your feet when asking him for such a lewd favor he couldn't help but say yes. Your beetroot red face, when he caved. He loved you the moment you entrusted him with such an intimate secret, one which he covertly enjoyed being part of. 
“Hmmm,” he mumbles, satisfied at your answer, “Close your eyes,” and you do, you did mean it when you said you blindly trusted him. He slips the bandana around your eyes covering half of your face in the black cloth, tieing a semi tight knot. He laid you back on the table except now it was pitch black and you couldn't see a thing he was doing. His fingertips trail delicately over your curvy silhouette, you shiver. Unease in your core only ever-growing, he grins.  
He parts your legs, the cool breeze hitting your arousal soaked slit. You flinch wanting to close them but he doesn't let you. Rather, he throws both of your legs on top of his broad shoulders, pulling your hips closer to his mouth. A breath fans out from zoro's mouth on your wet pussy, you feel his hot mouth lightly press kisses on the skin of your inner thigh. So close yet so far to your dripping core never close enough.
“Zoro…” you pant, annoyed. “What is it?” he asked teasingly, as if he didnt know just how much he’d been teasing you. “Touch me, please,” you plead, miserably almost. “Hmmm, you're always so needy, y/n,” he says, egging you on endlessly “You missed me didn't you?” You hear him pop an audible finger out his mouth, covered with his own saliva, ghosting over your already arousal soaked slit. “Yes, so much.” you say through hastened breaths.
Satisfied with your answer, he circles his wet finger around your clit while you lean into his touch, back arched breasts in the air. Quite a sight for him really, the look on his face that you couldn't see said it all. He drags his fingers down to your entrance, prodding his wet fingers through the hole meticulously, earning sweet moans of his name over and over again, when he licks away at your clit whilst adding a third finger to the mix and picking up his pace. 
All you could smell and hear was the sweet sound of sex. Sopping wet noises accompanied by zoro groaning into your cunt, reverberating all throughout your body. Your core ached from sensitivity for the man between your legs, lapping up continually at your juices feverishly as if to not waste a single second. Your whines and moans pick up in volume. Also unable to form a single, coherent thought at this point.
Your toes curl, arching to the point where you still feel your bladder crush under pressure. Thighs twitching at the intense build up around his thick fingers, practically violating your pussy in the most sensual way. Just as you felt a tight hot knot in your abdomen snap, he pulled back, stopping anything and everything just as you approached your orgasm. 
He’d been nothing but selfish this far, first the teasing, now the edging. You could yell at him, if all your energy wasn't spent on preparing for a denied orgasm. “Zoro…w-what was that for,” you complain, mewling. Your entire body felt jittery, nervous, not knowing what he was doing, nor would he respond. He admired the wetness pooling out of you with a questionable expression. 
“You hate me,” he states, lifting your arched back, flipping your nearly limp body over with ease against the cold table surface. He leaned over your backside, whispering in your ear, “And I'm finding out why.” He hurriedly takes off the remainder of his clothes, lining the tip of his erection in your soaking wet cunt. You take him in easily, considering how worked up you’d gotten just by being edged. 
He plants a firm hand on the back of your neck, holding your cheek onto the table top when he shoves his full length in your pussy. You let out a loud mouthed, throaty moan, not used to the added girth inside you, he starts off slow. “Listen real ngh-carefully, y/n” he says through rough thrusts. “You cum when I say so,” before you could nod he continued, “And that'll only be once you tell me,” he smirks, “Got it, doll?”
You nod and curse yourself at the internal conflict. One part of you wanted to keep your unrequited feelings to yourself, but the other desperately chased for an orgasm he stole. All that's left was to choose, which mattered more. He lightly slaps your cheek, “You mphm-listening y/n?” his pace growing faster by the moment, adjusting to your cunt swallowing him in so perfectly. “Okay, okay yes!” you exasperate. 
Your claw onto the table top, sure to leave scratches, at how deep he was pounding into your pussy. All while you were still blindfolded, you felt a hand grip your waist tightly pulling you rear closer to his hips. Part of Zoro envied the scratch marks, wishing it was on his back rather than the table. “Planning on…mhhh, speaking up anytime soon?” he mumbles. You don't answer, to which he scoffs his thrust into you with more vigor.
He could go on for days, mocking your pathetic, practically squirming figure under him while he fucked his full cock through your walls, barely giving you a chance to breathe. Any and all arch your back maintained up till this point wavered, almost a hot mess of a person laid flat on the table as he pumped into you with great zeal. He frowns at the sight of you trying, oh so hard to stay composed when really, you couldn't possibly be more fucked out. 
All that kept you going mentally was the fact that you simply wouldn't cum. You were close, really close if anything the way his brutal and relentless strokes brushed over your sweet spot repeatedly, quite literally begging for release. Tightening so much, even zoro could feel your wet walls clamping down on his girth.
“Dont wanna cum, y/n? Tch” he says disappointed, “Should i stop?” he knew damn well even if you did say stop he wouldn't, relishing in the satisfying feel of you tightening around him. “Nng-no, Please!” you beg, almost scream. He sucks his teeth between his lips, a low groan emitting from his throat as he crept up on his own orgasm. He could feel it so close himself, but he held back until he heard an answer from you.
He plants a palm on your lower back, you instinctively arch at the crush of your bladder between his hand and the table. “Aaangh- Zoro i-” you breathe out, higher than normal pitched at the hot tingling sensation of your orgasm already leaking through your girth-stuffed cunt. “Not until you tell me y/n.” he says through his teeth, his own pace faltering slightly, knees feeling weak.
At this point in time, you couldn't care anymore. Just absolutely desperate for release right now, you couldn't give two shits about keeping your secret. Your rational thoughts are taken over by the immense build up of pleasure in your abdomen so so close to snapping. “FUCK- okay, OKAY fine,” you say out loud, out of breath, still holding in your burning hot arousal. 
“I fuck-fucking love you Zoro! So so much, so really, anngh” you squeal towards the end when he starts rubbing circles around your clit. You couldn't tell with the blindfold on, and Zoro was glad. He smiled, fucking big at that, blushing at your funnily timed confession. Truthfully, he had a feeling it was just that. The way you'd steal glances his way whilst he trained didn't go unnoticed by him, perks of his observation haki. He who may or may not have flexed extra, to impress you back. 
“What a nngh-good fuckin girl,” he says with a wide grin, as you gush around his cock, catching your breath. He'd been dying to hear those exact words from your lips for the longest time now. His hips stutter in place, as he pushes further into you, releasing his cum deep inside you, with a pleased groan. He leaned over you, wiping away the damp hair strands stuck to the side of your face. He plants a delicate kiss on your cheek, smiling, “I love you too, y/n.”
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• A.N: Guys just pretend his bandana wasn’t musty :/
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rowanwithaz · 3 months
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The Doubt Of Izuku's Feelings
If you think Katsuki's romantic feelings may be more apparent than Izuku's...
I kinda understand.
Izuku could love Katsuki,just not romantically.
But,here's the thing,we have seen time,and time,and time again that the feelings Izuku feels for Katsuki are different from the ones he feels for Katsuki. I have no doubt in my mind that if Katsuki's romantic feelings are cannon,then so are Izuku's.
"Kacchan and the others"
Izuku OBVIOUSLY sees Katsuki differently than he does the rest of his class,sure we could sum it up to them being childhood friends,BUT,even though Izuku gets extremely close with the rest of his class,he still separates them like that.
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(This whole scene is gay as hell).
But,I'd like to bring up something interesting:
We established Ochako's crush on Izuku before this happened. (Y'know,when Ayoama said she was in love?) I think it's interesting that's a very common pattern. We'll say something Ochako does/feels for Izuku is romantic then Izuku will do the SAME DAMN THING for Katsuki .
After he got closer with everyone else:
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It's still the SAME. Kacchan and the others. So,we established Izuku was Katsuki,and from one of the last times we saw him kinda think,still sees Katsuki differently.
Let's not forget my favorite:
Compress's gaydar!
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Izuku's feelings are called out for being possessive,a feeling we still haven't seen Izuku feel for any other of his friends,speaking of,
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Even thought most of Izuku's friends are okay,even though they had managed to prevent Tokayami from being kidnapped,he still sees it as a complete loss because of his different feelings for Katsuki,which even Kirishima notices!
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So,yes,Izuku's feelings are different,they aren't like the ones he has for his other friends,we have yet to say what these feelings are..or have we? We'll check in with that soon!
Black Whip
When Izuku gets Black Whip,we all know it has to do with Kacchan on some level. But,how do we know this is the case? How do we know Katsuki is the one triggering Black Whi-
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Oh,yeah,it was said directly in the manga. (I'll talk about this scene in another section).
BUT,Black Whip is all about Izuku keeping his emotions in check,controlling his heart,I've said it before,and I'll say it again:
Black Whip is the result of negative feelings,caused by strong/positive emotions. Seeing someone you care about so MUCH,get hurt can make you get mad. Yes,Izuku obviously cares about everyone,and he gets upset when they get hurt too,but as I stated previously: we've already established within the manga Izuku feels differently about Katsuki,so it makes sense his anger would be more intense/different since that's how he feels.
Black Whip is about keeping your negative emotions in check,
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SO,why does Izuku control his heart,and what does it have to do with Katsuki? Well,Black Whip kinda seems like a metaphor for being closeted,but here's the thing:
If you're like me,you think Izuku struggles with internalized homophobia,and,here's something kinda sad,since the feelings he feels for Katsuki are so tied to Black Whip,he views his feelings for Katsuki negatively,that's why Izuku is so hell bent on "controlling his heart," since he sees the way he feels about Katsuki like this. It also doesn't help that his feelings only seem to hurt Katsuki.
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Izuku doesn't want to hurt the person people he loves (I'm foreshadowing in my own damn post,deal with it) with his negative emotions,and since his biggest feeling seems to only bring negativity,he should control his heart.
Toga's rejection
Here's something extremely important when considering Izuku's feelings:
When and how he rejected Toga.
In the rejection; he brings up the fact,
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He understands,wanting to be like someone can be fulfilling,it is to Izuku too (which no one brings up?) but he could never hurt someone he loves. And here it is,guys. Izuku literally says he loves "All Might" in this romantic context,but here's the thing,we already know Izuku feels closer to someone than All Might,we already know Izuku has been chasing after and trying to be like someone.
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It's Katsuki. How do we know if it really is him? Clues! First,
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I've seen people say the narration probably isn't by Katsuki,but we all have already seen "That damned nerd" as something Katsuki would say. So,even if it isn't Katsuki (which I think it is!) We already get the impression "oh,yeah,Katsuki."
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Also think that little coincidence is telling. ALSO. Those who are worried about Hori doing an Izuchako endgame,Izuku rejecting Toga's feelings is the same as him rejecting Ochako's. Since we've established the way Toga and Ochako feel about Izuku is very similar.
Targeting
The villains quite literally target Izuku because of his feelings for Katsuki (this kind of goes with the first section) but why doesn't he directly target anyone else with the same mindset?
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Because of what Izuku feels for Katsuki is so much different than everyone else.
And Monoma! He targets Katsuki to get a rise out of Izuku when he realizes that making fun of,or threatening Izuku's group doesn't work.
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Then, of course,when we have this scene,it honestly clears the air.
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When he says Katsuki will be a "present" for Izuku ,well,what does Shiggy say to Izuku when he sees him?
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How do we know it's romantic? Well,the last chapter we saw Izuku in was all about 'romance ',isn't it odd it turned out like that? A love confession,then this. Just interesting timing....
And those are just the basics! If you feel like Izuku's feelings may not be romantic,I think it's important to note we have Izuku do the same things Horikoshi has established as romantic to Katsuki. I mean,when Izuku doesn't finish his thinking when it's about Black Whip or Katsuki? That's very similar to how Ochako was with Izuku. Which,yes,guys,Izuchako is very important for GreeNade and Togachako's development. I'll probably make a whole post about my thoughts on that sooner or later.
Anyways,this has gotten to long.
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pix3lplays · 2 months
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I saw the Sam request post-
I did see the scenes of him from the 2.0(?)update, so I was thinking….how about healing him/fixing his mechanical limbs after he fought with someone? (He kinda fine ngl-)
Also please work your way through fulfilling a lot of inbox requests gradually plEASE-!! *head-pats and support*❤️❤️🫶🏻🫶🏻
OOH so like…mechanic reader x Sam?? That could work…
And also yes I promise I’m working through them to the best of my abilities! I will be closing requests soon so I can focus on my older requests-
Thank you for the patience!
Notes! Spoiler stuff for Sam lore, and I’m just kinda assuming stuff about how Sam’s body works, reader is a little feisty haha, Sam is a violent killing machine, blood
-Sam x mechanic!reader-
He’s very well-engineered of course, he was MADE to fight, it’s what he knows, it’s what he does.
However, regardless of how well-built he is…this robot gets into fights ALL the time, and sometimes his enemies fight back, unsurprisingly.
Granted that doesn’t Usually mean anything, but every once in a while he fights something that can ACTUALLY fight back…enter you, the resident Stellaron Hunter’s personal mechanic.
It’s ANNOYING you SWEAR you JUST fixed him and here he comes limping back again-
sigh…
And on the rare occasions when he actually loses the fight and one of the other Stellaron Hunters brings him home in a box? Even worse…C’MON Sam pull it together…
But of course you’re going to fix him. At the end of the day you love your murderous, psychopathic, genetically engineered warrior-
You pulled an all-nighter because of COURSE he’d get himself broken beyond recognition when he has an early morning mission the next day-
As much as you complain to the other Stellaron Hunters about Sam’s reckless habits All of them know you’re not gonna leave.
Blade doesn’t care at all so he stays out of it, but Kafka and Silver Wolf put you on the spot with the whole, “oh if you hate him so much why don’t you leave?” WELL OBVIOUSLY BECAUSE-!! UM!! SHUT UP WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!
Assuming he’s not broken into a million pieces, he is Ridiculously difficult to fix up.
He’s impatient. He doesn’t want to hold still. And he IS an enormous machine so…if he doesn’t want to sit still it’s HARD to get him to sit still.
You’re chasing after him while he paces around your workshop, trying frantically to make repairs while he moves around and your pleas for him to just STOP for a moment fall on deaf ears-
Regardless of how mad you get at him you do admittedly have a REALLY big soft spot for your robot-
Only you’re allowed to get mad at him or say anything bad about him. You get genuinely upset when anyone else says anything negative about him, haha…
Despite the fact that he acts like such a jerk to you, the two of you have a very strong relationship. You’re Very in-tune with each other. Definitely on the level where you can understand what the other is thinking without them needing to say anything.
You’re always tinkering with and improving his weapons’ systems. He’s an ultimate weapon and you treat him as such. Though like I said before he does not like to sit still so when he’s tired of your fiddling he’ll just…heat himself up until he’s too hot to touch. You give him a little smack with your wrench in protest but if he’s gonna be sassy with you there’s not much you can do.
You really have old married couple energy with the way you always fight with each other but would literally do anything for the other-
Eventually you guys just. Are married. Kafka one day sees the ring on your finger and she KNOWS and she cannot BELIEVE you didn’t tell her you and Sam got married-but tbh you don’t even remember when that happened, haha…crazy how you could’ve forgotten considering the EFFORT you went through to get Sam an indestructible ring, and then having to weld it on.
You know he’s a very capable warrior. But you still worry about him. However he has no interest in you teaching him how to repair himself.
You can’t imagine why he’s so stubborn over something like that but little do you know it’s because he wants a reason to convince you to stay around.
Oh you’re the ONLY one who can do his repairs so you can’t leave, right?
You think it’s a little childish of him because Obviously you don’t have any intent of leaving but…fine. You won’t force him to cooperate with you. You’ve never been able to make him do anything he didn’t want to do before anyways.
You tend to get left behind on missions because frankly they’d be in a lot of trouble if you got too hurt to fix up Sam…but every once in a while the Stellaron Hunters are stretched too thin and you’re sent on a mission. But that usually backfires because Sam does NOT approve of you being on your own doing something DANGEROUS like a mission. He’ll find some way to get onto your assignment, regardless of how capable you are. One moment you think you’re on a stealth mission, the next moment…Sam is there. Sam, who doesn’t know the definition of ‘stealth’. You just kinda have to sit back while Sam completely massacres everything in sight. Well. The enemies certainly can’t catch you if they’re all dead. Granted the mission is technically easier but now you have to hide all the blatant evidence that Sam was there killing everything- (also I’m just assuming you’re completely desensitized to all his violence at this point haha…)
He’s lucky you love him so much…why else would you put up with his nonsense?
Also UGH speaking of maintenance, after a mission like that where he slaughters everything-do you have ANY idea how hard it is to get all that blood off of him?? It’s HARD. You’re scrubbing him clean ALL. DAY. While also telling him he needs to LAY OFF ALL THE MURDER-or at least try to be a little less messy?? Please?? All that blood on him is Not good for him-
But despite all the problems he causes for you, he’s YOUR genetically modified warrior. You LOVE him.
And really he’d do ANYTHING for you.
You’ll keep taking care of him. And he’ll protect you in turn, regardless if you need him to or not.
But you work out well. And honestly ever since you started a relationship with Sam, his work ethic is even better than before so…the Stellaron Hunters are certainly not complaining.
Alright I guess that’s what I have for this one~
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urcatslitterbox · 4 months
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I can’t stop thinking about Sebastian crushing over his friend who is also an actress.
Cw: masturbation
Sebastian had just finished shooting the last scenes for an upcoming show before heading home. Since shooting just wrapped, he had some down time before interviews start.
He plopped down on his couch after showering and trading his clothes from the day for a pair of grey sweats and a loose t-shirt. He wanted to start his little break off right and what better way to do it than catch up on his ‘to watch’ list.
Sebastian’s friend, Y/n’s new movie had come out a week ago, and though he couldn’t wait to see it, he had just been too busy with his own work.
So getting comfortable he grabbed the converter and began to type in the name of the movie. Up popped the films title cover featuring a very attractive Y/n and another actor he didn’t recognize. The film seemed to be a romance of sorts, which excited Sebastian.
You see, Sebastian has had a crush on his dear friend pretty much since they met. But it’s not his fault! Anyone, and trust people do, would have a crush on her. In the public eye Y/n is beautiful and talented, and while of course she certainly is both of those things, Sebastian is lucky enough to know the true Y/n. He knows how kind and caring she is. How bright her real smile is and the way she throws her head back when she laughs really hard.
He knows how drop dead gorgeous she is in person. He’s seen how flawless each spot on her face is, how deep her eyes are, how soft her lips look-
Stop. Control yourself, she’s your friend.
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Sebastian got about half way through the movie, and so far it’s pretty good, he’s enjoying it.
That is until y/n and her love interest kiss.
He feels a slight anger bubbling deep within him. He knows he has no right to feel angry. They aren’t together and the kiss isn’t even real. It doesn’t mean anything.
The scene is starting to get intense. The kiss becoming deeper and the two moving to the couch. Both Y/n and her co-star are panting and grasping each other.
Sebastian knows where this is going. He can feel himself getting slightly hard because of what’s happening on the screen. Normally he can handle sex scenes and they don’t affect him because he knows the ins and outs of what goes on behind the camera. However he’s having a hard time controlling himself this time because this one is with Y/n.
God he shouldn’t be feeling this way about her. She’s his friend for fuck sakes!
He actually prides himself on how well he’s holding back considering how enamoured with her he is. That is until she lets out a small whimper.
Oh fuck.
He knows it’s fake. He knows it’s just for the camera. He knows none of it is real.
But he’d be damned if he said she didn’t sound heavenly. Though he’s sure he could pull much prettier sounds from her.
Without realizing, his hand starts to move lower, palming himself through his sweats.
He really shouldn’t be doing this.
She lets out another whimper, louder this time.
He starts to rub himself harder within his pants. I mean this doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s not like she’s gonna know so what’s the harm really?
Y/n full out moans now.
Fuck it.
Sebastian pulls his cock out, red and already leaking precum. He starts spreading it with his thumb over his angry head. The moment he wrapped his hand around his length his head fell back as he let out a hiss.
God when was the last time he was this hard?
Gathering himself, Sebastian looks back up at the screen. Obviously it’s a movie, not a porno, so they can’t show everything. But what he can see, oh man. Y/n’s eyes are rolled back as she pants and moans.
His eyes travel lower, stroking himself slowly.
This is wrong. It’s so wrong but god does it feel right.
Her breast are in frame and fuck are they perfect. Nipples perky and looking so delicious. What he wouldn’t do just to suck on them. He groans at the thought, picking up his pace slightly. Again his eyes move lower, following the curves of her body down to her belly button, where it cuts off to keep it suitable for T.V.
The actor accompanying her leans in and kisses her harshly. She lets out a whine as her co-star moves to suck and kiss at her neck and jaw. Y/n’s nails rake down his back as he does so.
Sebastian outright moans at this. He wishes that were him so bad. He longs to mark her, to make her feel pleasure only he can provide.
He feels his balls tightening as he bucks up into his fist.
Fuck he’s not gonna last. Not with Y/n making her pretty sounds. Not with her looking so fucking delicious. So perfect.
His breaths quicken as he nears the edge.
“please..”, he begs into the open air.
God he’s so close, so goddamn close he just needs a little more. Then it happens. Y/n cries out as she ‘cums’.
There it is.
Sebastian cums with a loud groan of Y/n’s name. Chanting it as he comes down from his high, legs twitching with the force of his orgasm. His hand sticky with his own spend.
His head falls back once again as he attempts to catch his breath.
He closes his eyes and images of Y/n flash through his mind. He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep his feelings hidden. Especially after that.
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changeling-fae · 6 months
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You know, thinking about how Raphael and the Emperor fill similar roles but with different methods and how Raphael’s “better the devil you know” takes on a double (triple?) meaning. Raphael straight up tells you what he is and uses that as leverage against the Emperor who deceives you pretty much the whole time.
And for a lot of people it works, people in general prefer honesty up front and while Raphael is absolutely a shady devil, most people would respect his candor over being lied to from the start. Not everyone of course, the Emperor’s tactics still seems to work on a lot of players, given how many never learn he was manipulating them from start to finish.
But I really do like the scene of Raphael laying out all his cards and giving you an opportunity to compare them against the Emperor.
The Emperor could argue he lied about who he was because no one would trust an illithid (which is likely true) but he now has the disadvantage of another shady being persuading his target because said shady being was up front with who he was.
I do vibe way more with Raphael (obviously lol), and I recognize a lot of it is, yeah he was upfront about who he is and his motives. And while arguably headcanon territory, it’s still pretty clear that Raphael has some “affection” (in his own way) for us versus the Emperor who the moment you break through his facade, clearly cannot feel affection.
When he tries to seduce your character and if you turn him down, the narrator actually makes a pretty clear note of planting suspicion about how fast and suspiciously quick the Emperor changed tactics and words despite 5 sec prior talking like he cares about us.
Actually I wouldn’t say it’s that headcanony that Raphael has an attachment to us, all the jokes aside about him having a crush, we get the evidence that he has an attachment from other places aside from Raphael’s mouth.
The diaries and plaque (if you sign the contract) proves it in the sense that in game, Raphael never expected us to see his writings or his vault. And the archivist in the vault says something along the lines about how special we are to Raphael and how Raphael has a “softer spot” for mortals than most, and the archivist says all this to us thinking we’re just some random devil in disguise. Information that wasn’t meant for our ears technically.
Meanwhile you got the Emperor over here who is very good at faking affection and sympathy until you start to examine him more. Then he drops it like a rock, it’s almost scary how quick he can.
Raphael is oddly relatable because he is kinda pathetic in his own way. You can see where and how he got to being who he is. The Emperor is, well, alien. He’s definitely very good at utilizing his old memories of when he was mortal to his advantage, but that mortal is dead and he’s basically just another illithid, just one who happens to be more independent than most.
And while this is all speculation on my part, it’s clear that Raphael both hates but is attached to mortals, likely because of his own existence. He’s half mortal but lives and is bound by the rules of hell like a devil. I think he envies some of the freedom to choose that mortals have, and that’s why he’s so insistent that mortals don’t have choice. He wants that freedom to choose but can’t because of his nature (“hell, hell, hell has its laws”) and he’s trying to convince either himself and/or mortals that they don’t have a choice either, to cover up that envy he feels.
Imagine being the child of one of the big bad archdevils who rules over a layer of hell. There probably is a level or feeling of helplessness that he never had a choice but to be what he is.
And you can contrast that with the Emperor who is no longer mortal and while definitely fighting for his own independence and freedom, is quite content to be what he is.
Considering the whole game has strong themes about choice, fate, and freedom, it’s just fun how even the antagonists shares those struggles same as our characters and the companions.
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mariinaworld · 6 months
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LIHO
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Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader
Warning: angst/fluff
WC: 1,5K
(English is not my first language so I apologize for any spelling mistakes)
Summary: You lose your long-time kitten but your girlfriend is always there for you.
You wake up with small rays of sunlight on your face, you turn to the other side of the bed trying to feel your girlfriend Natasha's body, only to feel the sheets empty.
She's probably already gone for her morning run, Nat is someone who really enjoys the morning.
Thinking about it, you and your girlfriend at many times are completely opposite of each other, you certainly don't deny yourself a good sleep whenever you can.
Natasha always tends to see the more rational side of any situation while you often let your emotions get the best of you.
But nothing that doesn't fit the two of you perfectly, Natasha is your person when you need to put your feet on the ground and you are the lightness that leaves Nat much more open to the world.
Coming out of your ramblings, you get out of bed and clean yourself up thinking about what to make your girlfriend for breakfast when she arrives.
You arrive in the kitchen and start work, you put eggs in the pan and start making the dough to make pancakes.
At that point you remembered to put food for your kitten, you look around looking for him, he should be at your feet asking for food
You frown when you call out to him and he doesn't respond.
You immediately went out into the apartment looking for him, you spent a long time looking for him, you were already getting slightly desperate with the thought that maybe he ran away.
Until you see a small shadow next to the sofa, you immediately run to him and try to pick him up, he immediately lets out a meow of pain.
You release him to see that he is lying on the floor and seems very weak, you are confused, yesterday he was fine.
You really despair when you see that there is a small pool of blood next to him.
You immediately pick him up and put him in your car heading straight to the vet, you couldn't get your cell phone or anything, desperation spoke louder.
"Hang in there big boy, we're going to take care of you" you said, already feeling your eyes watering. You couldn't imagine losing your best friend.
Meanwhile, Natasha arrives at your apartment. She was going to get home early from the run, planning to catch you in bed, but decided to take a few extra walks.
"Y/n? I'm home darling" Natasha calls you hoping to hear your sweet voice
When she didn't hear anything, she went to the kitchen to see if you were there but what she found was a strange scene.
Unfinished eggs in the frying pan, unmade pancake batter, Natasha's mind immediately went to a terrible place.
She tries to look for you around the house and doesn't find you, immediately she tries to call you only to hear your phone ringing next to her. His phone was at home.
Natasha tried not to panic, she obviously had an answer and it certainly wouldn't be that you were kidnapped or something.
Before Natasha can create more scenarios, her phone rings, with an unknown number, she immediately answers it.
"Hello?" Natasha speaks on the phone, "hi, Nat? It's me Y/n" you say in a tearful voice, Natasha becomes even more worried.
"Y/n? Honey where are you? Your phone is at home, I was worried and thought-" you instantly cut her off "can you come to the vet please? I can't explain right now. I need you here."
With that, Natasha calms down a little and sees that the problem isn't exactly with you.
"Of course my love, I'll be there in minutes" Natasha said, leaving the apartment and getting on her motorcycle.
Minutes later Natasha arrives at her destination and the first thing she sees when she breaks through the door is you crying with your head in your hands.
"Detka? What happened, is it something with your cat? Is he okay yet?" Natasha peppered you with questions and all you could do was cry louder.
"H-he died Nat" you said between sobs, "he had some problems but when he got here it was too late, I had to watch my best friend die, I can't do it anymore"
Natasha took you in her arms and hugged you tightly, she knew that your cat was extremely important to you, seeing as you had owned it since you were a child.
"They said that because he was old, he didn't have the strength to fight" you cried louder into Natasha's chest
"Aw my love. You can cry, it's okay, I'm here with you." The redhead said holding it tightly.
It took a while for Natasha to calm you down and take you home.
Arriving home you look around and see the toys, the bed and the tracks of your best friend and immediately you cry again.
Natasha is there with every tear you let out, holding you, kissing your head and telling you she's there for you.
Eventually you fall asleep due to tiredness from crying so much. Natasha feels a pain in her heart seeing you sleeping with your eyes swollen and holding a photo of your kitten.
She goes into the living room and doesn't take anything out, but puts all of your cat's belongings somewhere else and puts them out of your sight so that you don't suffer anymore.
Natasha doesn't know how long it will take for you to get over it a little, she fears it will never. But she will be willing to be with you every step you take.
Six months later, you seemed better, you were trying to move on with your life, obviously sometimes you cried with homesickness but Natasha was always there to hold you.
Natasha was coming home after a 3 week mission, she wanted nothing more than to take a shower and hug you.
God, she missed you.
Nat's thoughts were interrupted by a meow, she looked down and saw a small kitten running around her legs.
The kitten stretched out on Nat's legs as if showing off. Natasha patted his head but eventually continued on her way to her apartment.
Until she felt that the kitten was still following her.
"You look like you want to go home with me, don't you?" Natasha asks the cat who immediately let out a meow and sat down.
Natasha thought for a moment, maybe you didn't want another cat after what happened, maybe you weren't ready but maybe you needed another chance to make another cat happy, she knew and saw how much love you gave to your old cat and she appreciated that .
Natasha held the black cat on her lap, she had hazel eyes and Natasha thought they looked like hers
"I'll call you Liho, it's a great name isn't it?" The cat meowed at Natasha and snuggled up to her.
Arriving home Natasha was a little distressed by your reaction, what if you decided you didn't want any more cats or something?
Natasha opens the door to her house and her sense of smell is hit by a wonderful smell.
"My beautiful girlfriend is cooking something delicious" Natasha says softly to the cat who seems to be looking at the place wanting to explore.
Natasha hears you call out to her.
"Here my love" Natasha replied hiding the cat behind her.
"There you are, I missed you my love." You appear with an apron and a bun in your hair, Natasha thinks you couldn't look more beautiful.
You come over and give her a peck and try to give her a hug and Natasha shifts in an uncomfortable way.
"What happened? Are you hurt?" You ask, starting to get worried until you hear a meow from behind your girlfriend.
"What is that?" You ask confused, Natasha relaxes a little and puts the cat in front of you.
"I found her on the street, I tried to leave but she kept chasing me and I was worried that you didn't want any more cats but I also couldn't leave her on the street so I brought her but I don't want her to get mad-" you raised your hand hand stopping your girlfriend's ramblings.
"Why would I be mad my love? I would never be mad at you" you said calming your girlfriend's nerves.
"And who is this?" You asked your girlfriend "it's actually her. I was thinking maybe we could take care of her" Nat said.
"She's beautiful, a cute little thing" you said taking the cat on your lap, she meowed and licked your face. "I think she liked you Detka" Nat said laughing.
"Yeah, I think so" you said, Natasha noticed your change in mood "don't worry my love, your cat would love for your love to go to another kitty in need, and Liho needs it a lot" Natasha said running her hands down your back .
"Oh, do we already have a name then? Liho, I like it, it suits her" you said laughing and stroking the cat's head.
Adopting again was definitely a big step for you, but you couldn't be happier. Now Liho has a home and two wonderful owners.
Natasha smiled as she came out of the bathroom and saw you lying there sleeping with Liho lying with you.
You will finally give all your love and affection to Liho and she couldn't be happier.
N/a: A story for my sweet kitten who died. I love you
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alfafsz · 8 months
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I've been noticing something within the Good Omens fandom that's been quite annoying.
As it seems, people have been finding it somewhat difficult to grasp how acting works, especially with David and Michael being such excellent actors.
I have some acting background myself and I feel like explaining that for an actor to deliver an outstanding performance such as the ones we get from David and Michael it takes an enormous amount of imagination and empathy. It's easier for them because of a few factors that work in their favour: they are really good friends that are very comfortable with each other; they have an extensive acting background and a very eclectic one as well, having both of them worked in theatre and both big and small screens; and above all they are well taught and dedicated professionals. All of that means that they are capable to deliver incredibly believable performances, if you are in any way familiar with their work you might have already noticed it.
I've stumbled on a few posts stating that both of them (the actors, not the characters) are obviously infatuated with each other because of some physiological responses that are noticeable in their scenes, such as tremblings and pupil dilation, which are things you can't fake seen as they're involuntary body reactions (some people had gone as far as insinuating they might have been even sleeping together, which I find very disrespectful). And that circles back to what I've said before about imagination and empathy.
Acting is mostly a very intense imagination exercise that only works properly if you prepare your mind for it to work as if you were actually that character you are playing, which means you have to be really in touch with their feelings and motivations, you have to be able to think and feel what they would think and feel, that's where the imagination comes in and imagining things can, in fact, trigger physical responses. You can get even aroused just by imagining a situation, you don't have to be with that particular person and you don't even have to touch yourself, you can simply imagine something's happening and your body will respond to it involuntarily.
Again, if you are familiar with both David and Michael's work you may have noticed those same responses before. For instance, if you really pay attention to Michael's Bill Masters performance you can pick up several of those, his acting is actually really impressive and he can definitely play the most believable lover and romantic counterpart (he once said he has a difficult time watching himself as Bill because he can't help but being flustered even in the scenes that don't involve sex at all), you can see it happening in Wilde as well.
When you apply your imagination along with your empathy for that character and have such well-rounded acting techniques that you can even lose yourself in your roles and can feel the feelings and think the thoughts in the moment of the scene your body will respond as if all of that was real, you will have tremblings, sweat palms, dilated pupils, arousal, crying bursts, all of it. And when you're very competent at it you are able to turn that "giving in to what it's like to actually be that person you're playing" on and off as you please. Sometimes being immersed in the thoughts and feelings of that character can be so intense you might even get psychological trauma if you're not careful enough.
The thing is, David and Michael are in fact extremely good in what they do, too much so people are mixing things up to such an extent they're making the most absurd and disrespectful insinuations.
I hope this post is useful in dissipating some of these false assumptions somehow.
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thefabledpheasant · 19 days
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I watched a video of Jensen ackles opinion on the scene in 7x17 where Dean returns Cas’ coat, and he said it was out of character for Dean to have it folded up like that. Which I thought was really interesting because I disagree completely. Dean, as a character, is extremely emotional. He feels a lot and he cares a lot and so much so, that he has to repress so much of it to get through his life.
Whether you ship Destiel or not, Dean obviously cared tremendously about Cas. During Cas’ very brief stint as Emmanuel, Dean tells him: “I used to be able to just shake this stuff off. You know, whatever it was. It might take some time, but... I always could. What Cas did... I just can't - I don't know why.”
While I do interpret this as an indication of his romantic feelings for Castiel, either way, this line is Dean stating very obviously that what happened with Castiel has been weighing very heavily on him and he thinks about it a lot. It also shows just how deeply he cared for Castiel.
The trench coat is the last thing left of this person he cares about. What’s he supposed to do with it? He wouldn’t throw it away. THAT’S out of character. I think it’d be in character for Dean to burn the coat as as a final goodbye, the traditional hunters funeral, but it’s canon that a part of Dean believed Cas would come back. The line is in the promo for the episode and Jensen & Misha even mention it being in the original script. Which means no burning the coat.
Then what is he going to do with it? He wouldn’t just throw it somewhere haphazardly. When you lose someone, you treat whatever is left of them with the love you have for the person that’s gone. That’s grief. So, OF COURSE he folded it nice and neatly. I don’t think it’s out of character at all.
When it comes to the fact that he had the coat with him in a stolen car, that’s when we definitively cross the threshold into romantic territory. I think the place the coat made the most sense, from a platonic perspective, is stored somewhere in either their cabin or Bobby’s house.
Dean had to constantly, purposefully transfer this coat from stolen car to stolen car. The coats only purpose is to remind him of Cas. It’s not like the coat actually does anything. Cas doesn’t NEED the coat, so it’s not like he kept it on him at all times because it’s important that Cas have the coat if he were to come back.
I don’t personally think it is out of character for Dean to do what he did. I think Jensen thinks it’s out of character because he viewed the whole thing as romantic and doesn’t believe Dean is in love with Cas. And while I agree the whole thing feels romantic, I don’t think the act of folding the coat neatly is inherently romantic or out of character. It’s just grief.
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bombapost · 20 days
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My Take On VxGGIE's relationship w Charlie and Her Possible Arc:
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I've been a fan of Vaggie since the pilot came out and, in my opinion, the pilot did her kinda dirty. Not many cared for Vaggie as a character and sometimes even the pilot felt like it. The only thing that used to stand out about her character was how she was very "short tempered" in the pilot, making it seen like it was one of her main traits when in reality she was just super mad b'cuz Angel really disappointend they and Alastor was messing w her. But besides that, even Vaggie's relationship w Charlie is not that obvious in the pilot. I mean, you can watch it without knowing the characters and it's gonna feel like they're either besties or even sisters. But still, Vaggie is and was my fav character and yea I liked her back then b'cuz of her design, but there was something about her that made me like her...
AND WELL HERE WE ARE! I still love Vaggie's character, even though I kinda miss her angry/bad tempered self from the pilot (but as I said, makes sense she isn't like 24/7), I honestly started loving her even more! It now looks like she has a more "stable ground" to step in and has more to look at besides being a sinner who is Charlie's GF. Especially w the revel of her being a Fallen Angel, adding more for her character THAT CAN BE EXPLORED MORE IN FUTURE SEASONS! And here's where I want to go w this post...
There's something I noticed and been thinking about Vaggie that can, I believe, create a bunch of very interesting scenarios and even elevate and development her character...
It is Vaggie's codependency on Charlie.
Now, people who points this out tend to normally say this aspect of her character is because of the show's writing in critiques about the show. I believe most of these people are probably coming from the whole Millie/female characters drama that started in HB and is now lowkey finding it's way to HH and I honestly understand it, but for me Vaggie's codependency is SO obviously intended because there's a whole line where Vaggie herself seens to think that without Charlie and without being her partner, she has literally no point to exist. Like, it's there...a whole scene AND song about it.
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Ironic enough, that scene and song happened in the same episode were the main plotline was about the exorcist's death. That was a huge foreshadowing about Vaggie's true indentity. I wouldn't be surprised if Vaggie's "traumas" came from those army times, I mean, having Lute and Adam commanding you is definitely gonna be a hard time. Also, I'm pretty sure something happened between Adam/Lute and Vaggie for their hatred towards each other outside of Vaggie simply not killing a sinner. I mean, what Lute said to Vaggie sounded very personal and noticed how she didn't even think twice before doing it, as if she been waiting for that moment. That's also why I don't believe Vaggie and Lute were even friends. I also pretty sure Adam did some shit to Vaggie cuz when that dude died, Vaggie was the only one who had a huge smile on her face and it stays there till the end of the episode. Like, sis was HAPPY!
Vaggie may have started questioning the ethics of the extermination a very long time ago and being one of the best soldier in the army, her changing of heart definitely passed thru Lute and Adam's radar.
Also, I think I shouldn't use fan theories that we don't even know if they are even canon or not but this analysis and speculation really do match w the whole theory of the exorcists being (literally) created to be soldiers and killing machines and not winners who became exorcists by free will. Vaggie seens to have learned about trust in the "battlefield" which... kinda feels like Vaggie was born and grown up in heaven by the exorcists/Lute... which explains A LOT!!
But anyway! Both Vag and Char has so much background to be explored, especially envolving their relationship! Considering that the codependency is indeed planned, I can already think of very scenarios where this aespect of Vaggie may become a problem between her and Charlie by being pointed out or one of they noticing it...
I wouldn't be surprised if Adam came back in S2 and started shitting on Charlie and Vaggie's life since he knows Vag and was basically Charlie's enemy in S1. Or idk, maybe Charlie's ex comes in and wants Charlie back for some reason.
Anyways, summing up, I want more Vaggie...and Chaggie.
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mxmeiyun · 1 year
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(Kristina comes on around the 3:42 mark.)
Do you see the edits? "I do see the edits. I don't see all of them, but I've seen quite a few. Sometimes I watch these things and I'm like, I was there. I did the scene. I did the scene ten times. Why am I crying?"
When asked about the Mother Superion and Jillian ship: "God knows that, well. Both of them need somebody to love and to love them... Like Mommy, I mean mother, I mean."
"The saddest part is we don't know when we'll see each other again." 😭
Is Beatrice a tea or coffee person? "Tea. I feel she'll know how to prepare every single type of tea and she'll she'll be very anal about how to do that. And she'd probably yell at Ava for doing her tea wrong or whatever."
Is Beatrice really royalty? "No, I don't believe so."
On following ice hockey: "Yeah, the only thing you need to know is don't whack people with the stick no matter how much you want to."
On Beatrice's name: "Sally's gonna haunt me forever. I'll hear it in my dreams, softly whispering in my ear. Sally. Sally. I'll wake up in cold sweats, screaming."
About who's the big spoon: "I think they spoon interchangeably. Take that as you will."
Obviously you're aware of how much of an impact the character Beatrice has had on so many people. But how has she personally impacted you, and what have you taken away from her that you would like to bring to your own life? "Decorum." "I think there's a there's a sense of confidence, even if you are not. Confident in all of yourself, you can still be confident in the parts that you are secure in, and you know your skills. If you're not ready to be completely open and live your truth in full honesty, then it doesn't mean that you still can't have integrity and confidence and stand up for yourself. And integrity of character and belief in my skills that Beatrice has cultivated already, and that I definitely, when I started playing her, I was like, I am an imposter. I'm gonna get fired from the show immediately." "But like you get that feeling when you go to work or whatever. You go to school. You're like, I do not know any of the things that I know and then you slowly start to realize that you do know, and then you're like, OK, I can hold on to that and make that my my backbone for now until I'm ready to face all the other things that I know to be true about myself, but I'm not ready to project into the world or or represent in the in openly in the world."
If you could spend a day with any of the characters, who would it be and why? "I think I'd have a pretty good time with Ava."
Do you think you're more like Ava or Beatrice? "It just kind of depends on the situation. I feel like if you just talk to me and we're like really good friends for a long time, I might come off more like Ava. But I feel like if I'm not really that close to you, I might come off more as a Beatrice."
How are you taking care of yourself in light of today's news? "Well, first of all, thank you. I'm doing fine. I am in therapy. Therapy great, guys." "It certainly feels like a massive hit to the community, and to us, as well. It's important to take those feelings that are coming up now and try to cultivate them into how you can- I'm just speaking for myself, I can't speak for anybody else- but for me it's about how can I turn these feelings into something useful for me going forward rather than languishing in it for too long. Obviously, your feelings are valid and should be felt to their fullest extent, but don't let them consume you, because then that's not doing anyone service." "Someone taught me a method in acting school, my improv teacher, and he said, 'Whenever something bad happens in your life, pretend you're going into this helicopter. The further up you go in that helicopter, the smaller the problem is, the more you can see around you and the more you can see how that problem does or does not affect everything else around your helicopter. And put into context of how you can affect change positively once you come back to the ground, once you're in the midst of it rather than staying too close to the to the issue at hand and and not actually realizing all the other things that are going on." "I think that's that thinking has helped me a lot whenever something kind of goes wrong or things are not going the way I want them to. But take time for self-care. That's like the most important. If you feel like things are overwhelming then it's always important to look at the things to reprioritize um and always prioritize yourself. Spend your own health and your own wellbeing." "Because anything in life, even if it seems like a little thing like this show got cancelled and now you're upset, you know it might seem to some people like a little thing, but their opinion is not a priority. Your wellbeing is a priority, so always keep that in mind." "And HYDRATE."
Responding to a comment about Beatrice really resonating with a lot of fans and praise of her performance, time, and energy: "Thank you... Beatrice launched my career so she's one that i'm definitely going to hold to heart for many many years to come."
Reflecting on her increased visibility: "You know, at this point, it's not a burden. At this point, I can do this with you guys and it's completely fine. It's the same thing with anything; when something new starts happening, you learn to deal with it and where your boundaries are. I've been so lucky that you guys are all so respectful, and I really, really appreciate that from all of you. It's definitely not the norm for every fandom, so it's incredibly special what you have made this to be. So I commend all of you and I'm so grateful."
Were you shocked by the broad reach of the show, or was it something you anticipated? "Definitely. I was surprised when the first season came out, it was so globally successful. I mean, that just goes to show that some subject matter is felt all around the world. And a beauty of Warrior Nun is that there are so many characters everywhere around the world you can definitely find one that you can root for."
Responding to one fan whose wife has recently passed, and with whom she watched the show with love: "Oh my God, you're gonna make me cry. First of all, so sorry for your loss. I can't even imagine how that must be, and I applaud your courage. Thank you. I'm glad this show can be a good memory for you guys and continuing forward. That there's something you can always remember with a warm heart."
Responding to love from Brazil: "I fear if I ever go to Brazil."
"Fear not the bowl of rice, 'tis but a bowl of rice."
Responding to one of the APOP producers wanting to make sure none of their tweets made her uncomfortable: "I'm, like, fully aware of what I've gotten myself into." Do you see all those, Christina? Like, I know there's a joke that you have a burner account, but. "No, I don't. This is my only account."
"I feel like if the pope joins this conversation, he'll no longer be able to call himself His Holiness." Did you see the Warrior Nun stan that recommended the show to the Pope? "No?! Nice... Yeah, somebody just has to tell him to skip that episode, you know?"
*Records an alarm sound for a fan named Janina with increasing intensity*
Wait, Kristina, can you say gay rights? "Wait, what about it?" Just the phrase. "Gay rights." *awkward cheers* "Really lukewarm cheers from the crowd."
Kristina, to Ange Hall: "Well, actually, and I have a question for you. Tell me again, what was the progression of the dickwaffle conversation?" "I feel like Netflix being harassed by penis waffles- someone needs to draw the art of." "Make it rain dickwaffles. No, I mean, obviously, do it respectfully. But like, respectfully make it rain dickwaffles. For legal reasons this is completely a joke. But also, you can't really get mad at dickwaffles. Like, come on."
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I'm so excited for this update...
Mina barely processing the entire trip because she's so excited to see Jonathan has my heart in a vice. She loves him so much. And she's ready to nurse him too, she knows he won't be well and she's actively preparing for it.
The way she says "my dear one" <3 <3
I love how softly she describes what a wreck Jonathan is. You can hear the concern of course, but she isn't sad about it. She couldn't possibly be sad to have him back, no matter how changed. She loves him and is still so relieved and happy to be with him, above all.
Mina's fearful and intrigued way of talking about Jonathan's ravings is great too. She's obviously a bit frustrated with Sister Agatha not telling her, but reminds herself with a slight sigh that "she is a sweet good soul", that she's showing concern for her patient. While Mina wants to know, her main goal is to help Jonathan and if that requires not knowing then she will tamp down that urge to understand why. She already was refraining from asking him directly anyway.
I love how gentle Sister Agatha's voice is.
Mina laughing at the very idea of being jealous over her Jonathan! She has such absolute faith in his love for her that such a consideration never would have occurred to her. But that said, it's still very satisfying to hear that Jonathan is devoted to her alone. Gahhh, she loves him so much.
The little gasp and excited, "he is waking!"
FUCK the love and the shakiness and the joy of hearing his voice again when he says "Wilhelmina"
The music when Jonathan speaks of his "great shock" is incredible
The way he says "I do not want to know it", almost an edge of emphasis on not, almost but not quite like he's wrestling his voice under control
Only for him to sound on the verge of tears when he says "I want to take up my life here" - he wants to leave it all behind so desperately. This is everything he has been longing for, everything that kept him going, and he wants to be able to enjoy it so badly. He can never leave what happened to him behind, not fully; the trauma will stay with him, he's been changed. But he wants so much to focus on what he has now, on the happiness he can build going forward, to begin again "with our marriage." And the softness with which he says that...
Jonathan giving Mina his journal is one of the most romantic scenes in the entire novel, in my opinion, and I can barely handle hearing it aloud.
Mina's reaction to all this being "I gotta marry that man EVEN FASTER" and going to rush Sister Agatha about it... <3 <3 <3
The joy with which she says "he sat up in bed, propped with pillows" - again she doesn't care at all about him being traumatized and weak and disabled, she describes him with such joy here because he is marrying her
SAYING "I WILL" IN UNISON PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON MY HEART
Mina having difficulty speaking due to sheer emotion. God.
"the grave and sweet responsibilities I have taken upon me" she is ready to nurse him and support him
The little gasp and hurried way she rushes to tell about the wedding-present! So good to hear that kind of delighted excitement from Mina again!
THE JOY AND REPETITION OF "my husband" GODDDD
Mina's wedding present is also one of the most romantic scenes ever I love her so much
Repeating again that she is his wife
Jonathan willing to go through it all again for Mina! Peak romance. Also Mina giving him everything in return, and happily brushing over him possibly having confusion about time...
I love the music in the background for all of this.
And Mina's declaration to Lucy is so wonderful, and so heartfelt and loving especially in the context of Lucy's stress of late
The way her voice lifts again at "my husband!" she is so delighted every damn time
I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THEIR LOVE.
but, on the other hand...
Lucy sounds so down.
They way she almost whispers "I feel so unhappy", breathless on the last word almost, like she can barely say it aloud even just to herself! LUCY SWEETHEART
Just, the way she says it all. Her gentle voice, her uncertainty and distress and the deep fear evident in her words even as she doesn't know why
no energy to try and be cheerful....... you know it's bad when Lucy cannot put on a smile. And I feel like she's feeling guilty for making Arthur worried about her.
"I shall make an excuse and try." Lucy not feeling able to be honest about even just needing comfort from her mother. I feel so AWFUL for her someone give her a big hug STAT
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