#supposedly cares about and acting like he's been wronged after he backs them into a corner. he's sneaky and underhanded and manipulative

[luvring]

ASTROLOGY BOT

1.2k words, just timeskip akaashi overthinking and crushing on gn!reader. LOL

akaashi has always considered himself ‘on the fence’ when it comes to superstitions and signs from the universe.

he might say ghosts aren’t real, but never goes near a supposedly haunted site just in case. he’ll ignore videos titled “for you” if he can’t relate, say it must have been a sign only after something goes wrong, and never acts on them even if he knows he has to.

but he can’t deny that he thinks about it throughout the day when it’s something he hopes is true—that maybe he’s tried out a few filters and trends to see if you, his crush of way too long, were his soulmate.

it’s bokuto this time, though, that sends him a sign.

a tweet, really.

an astrology bot on twitter that tweeted 17 minutes ago— “sagittarius, tell them you like them. they like you, too.”

AKAASHI!!!

i told you!!!

i turned their post notifications on to see if they’d say anything funny again and LOOK!!!!

keiji watches his friend’s texts come in through as notifications, eyes mostly fixed on the tweet, re-reading it over and over.

it’s a minute before he texts back.

it’s just a bot bokuto

it doesn’t actually mean anything

but bokuto is typing replies in mere seconds,

awwwww come on :((

remember when they were like

be careful virgo they don’t have the best intentions >:(

and IT WAS ABOUT ME ALMOST GETTING SCAMMED!! THEY STOPPED A SCAM!!! O____O

whats the worst thing that could happen???

i mean.. well…at least the worst thing that could happen ISNT u losing a bunch of money T_____T

imagine if u lost hundreds of dollars bc u confessed ;——; scary…

keiji breathes out a laugh.

i won’t lose hundreds of dollars but it’d haunt me for the rest of my life like every other embarrassing thing that’s ever happened and u know that

but thank you

i’ll think about telling them

he’s vaguely aware of bokuto sending another text with his name in all caps before he turns off his phone. it lands somewhere beside him on his comforter, and he takes off his glasses if only to run his hands down his face.

there’s a feeling he gets, akin to both butterflies and a 10 meter drop, when one of these bots decides to let his imagination get away from him.

for a few minutes keiji lets himself think it might be true, and that you think about going on dates with him the same way he does with you.

the latest idea he had was taking you to a new board game cafe that had opened nearby. he had skipped then swiped back up to its ad—a perfect spot for couples looking to spice up a regular cafe date!

he hadn’t closed his curtains properly that night, and the moon lit up his room while he stared at the ceiling. would you be competitive? would you rather play a co-op game?

would you see him sipping on his drink, and ask to have a taste?

he thought about how he might accidentally have some foam above his lip, and how you’d softly laugh before tapping above your own to signal his appearance. he cringed at the possible humiliation of looking silly in front of you, but it went away with the foam you’d gently swipe with your thumb, or maybe even hold his face to kiss away instead. you’d tease him and say it was as sweet as him.

but it’s nonsensical.

as far as keiji knows, whoever runs the account is using a random generator to pick a sign and bullshitting every tweet in their drafts.

it’s almost always only a sentence anyway.

but does that mean it’s a sign that this one was two?

keiji forces himself to stop thinking and takes a deep breath, letting the warmth hit his palms still covering his face. silence washes over him, and he lets his ears focus on the traffic outside, and the sound of the washing machine running a couple of rooms away.

but then he thinks about you. and he scrunches his eyes shut and groans, hands moving to grip his hair before he rolls over onto his stomach.

there’s a thud as his phone hits the ground while he pulls the blanket to cover his head.

sagittarius, tell them you like them. they like you, too.

sagittarius, tell them you like them. they like you, too.

not just tell them you like them, as if it was a shove to be courageous for once, but they like you, too.

did you like him, too?

was he good enough for you to like him?

did you hate him?

was he going to trust an astrology bot as uninformed about your feelings as he was?

maybe more importantly, was he going to let a bot dictate whether he finally confesses to you after almost a year of pining? a year based on the fact that one day you held the elevator door open for him with a smile and already knew what floor he needed?

(you had noticed him as the new employee, though he didn’t notice you while busy getting used to his job. he made sure to note the fact you got off the floor above him so he could press the button for you next time.)

and keiji doesn’t really believe in signs or the supernatural. he doesn’t want to let himself, because if he does then there’s probably a ghost in that shut-down building on his way to work, he’s gotten himself twenty years of bad luck, and he’s big enough of a coward that the universe decided to take it upon itself to tell him that itself.

but he’s hiding under his blanket when the absurdity of it all hits him—the anxiety and what-ifs and pretending he didn’t know you liked going for lunch a little earlier than him, and that he didn’t plan his break to say hello—and he feels like he’s sixteen again.

and maybe if there’s one thing he doesn’t want to feel other than being rejected, he thinks it’s being sixteen again.

so he jolts up.

and somewhere, in the back of his mind, keiji wonders if the universe jolted up with him, excited to see where this goes.

adrenaline working, he reaches for his glasses and fumbles to put them on with one hand while the other feels the floor to find his phone. the bright screen makes him squint, and the notification of bokuto’s “AKAASHIII :((” welcomes him before anything else.

sagittarius, tell them you like them. they like you too.

the tweet seems to be engraving itself into his mind as his shaky fingers hold his phone, and he taps your icon.

he skims the last text you had sent,

thanks keiji!! i’ll see u tomorrow then :) and remember we get off early!

it's a little embarrassing how his chest tightens at you his name and a smiley face. but he goes to type one himself, spending a second to mentally tell the astrology account they’re changing lives, but nothing more or else he thinks he might throw up—

btw if you’re free, did you want to grab food after work? there’s a cafe i wanted to check out with you :)

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #akaashi x reader #akaashi fluff #haikyuu x gn!reader #hmm.... going 2 make a ramble post 4 this

[pablitogavii]

Teacher

SMUT ahead people! ;)

"What's wrong pecas?" Pablo asked me while we were laying on his bed supposedly watching a movie but I was too busy reading the awful messages in the group chat. Your supposed 'friends' were making fun of you for being inexperienced.

"Um..nothing..what did he say to her?" you said putting the phone away pretending to care about the movie but he could see right through you..he was your best friend for almost ten years after all.

"Que pasa? You've been looking at that phone for the past fifteen minutes and I can tell your read something you don't like." he said and I gulped looking again at those messages not really knowing how to explain to your best friend what exactly was going on.

So long story short, there is this guy you wanted to go out with but you know that he likes "experienced" girls which you were far away from..you only had your first kiss which was years ago and with Pablo in a chain game. Everything else was foreign to you.

"Your face got all red. pecas Don't tell me you started you period!?" Pablo acted all shocked but we both knew this wouldn't be the first time you had your period while hanging out with him.

"Shut up! Obviously it's not that! I used Aurora's pads since I was thirteen cabrón!" you say and he rolled his eyes nodding his head and asking what the hell was going on then.

"Um..I can't tell you that..because it's..um..weird..cause we are best friends and you are a guy" you were mumbling and Pablo quickly connected the dots being quite sharp when he tried.

"Talk to me..it's okay..I promise" he said sitting up and I was a blushing mess but actually thought that I could get an advice from him..I mean, he was a guy after all..a very attractive guy who definitely has experience.

"Um..I think I'm ready..and he likes experienced girls but..um..I never..did anything..other than that kiss we had years ago..so I " you were avoiding his eyes and he smiled at how nervous you got grabbing your chin and making you look into his eyes. Pablo was definitely gloating that he was the only one to ever "have" me in any way.

"I'll help you" he said and I nodded before even realizing what he just said pulling back and opening my eyes wide once I realized the meaning of his words..what did he mean "help" me?

"H..how?" I mumbled and he smiled reassuring me that I shouldn't be nervous with him..that I should trust him which I already did..completely.

"So, first of all you only do what you are comfortable in that moment. If you suddenly feel like you want to stop..you say it..and the guy should respect that. Is there anything you want to know?" he said and I was so nervous that I couldn't talk but he raised his eyebrows waiting for my questions.

"Um..I don't know what to..um do.." I said and he smiled nodding his head and moving closer to me which made my heart pound fast when I saw his lips inch closer to mine.

"Do you want me to teach you pecas?" he said looking into my lips and then into my eyes and I was frozen but something in me suddenly submitted to him..I wanted him to teach me everything.

"Mhm.." I mumbled and he nodded moving even closer as his hand came to the side of my neck touching me ever so gently.

"Start by touching the side of face like this then leaning in closer barely grazing the skin of the neck..don't rush it..slowly kiss the side of the neck like this.." he said before kissing the skin softly and I had a moan caught in my throat while he kissed me like it was the most natural thing in the world..fuck I was so turned on!

"Hmm it worked..I see the goosebumps..then you move upwards barely touching the lips before kissing them.." he said kissing me roughly while pulling me to straddle his lap and I relaxed letting him bite my lower lip while holding my hips tightly with his hands.

"Then with tongue.." he added deepening the kiss and this time I couldn't help but moan into his mouth which made me embarrassed but he seemed to admire it when he pulled away.

"Fuck you taste so good!" you heard but he only muttered it underneath his breath.

"How are you doing pecas? Ready for more?" he said and I was a blushing mess feeling my lips being swollen from the hot make-out session we just shared.

"Mhm" I said shyly and he smiled nodding his head before taking off his shirt leaving him only in his grey sweatpants..fuck those abs were hard not to stare at!

"So, every guy goes crazy when a girl kisses his chest..start from the top and slowly move down" he said and I nodded moving off his lap as he laid back and I moved closer touching his naked chest first before moving down and leaving a wet kiss on the side looking at him to check if it was good.

"M..mierda! Yeah like that..just keep looking at me while you do it" he said while his hand went you your hair and you kept moving down leaving wet kisses all over his hot skin..fuck this was turning you on so much! When I kissed his v-line he moved his hand from my hair and raising my chin up so that I could look at him straight in the eyes.

"Give me your hand pecas..trust me" he said and I did as he placed it on his now clearly hard bulge making me so nervous and excited at the same time..fuck he was hard..and so big! I did always caught glance of his jersey shorts..but now I was actually touching it.

"Grab it like that..feel it through the fabric.." he said and I nodded obediently slowly massaging his bulge while he groaned biting his lower lip while watching you do it.

"P..Pablo this is not okay.." you said really wanting to continue but also thinking weather this would ruin your friendship which you didn't want to happen.

"Shh..of course it's okay pecas..I'm just teaching you..it's okay..and you are doing so well" he said caressing my face while my hand was still massagin his bulge and that made me feel so proud of myself.

"R..really?" I said with a pout and he nodded his head.

"Mhm..niña buena..now while you hold it..you look up at him and say: can I please put it in my mouth?" he said and by that point my panties were ruined.

"Can I please put it in my mouth?" I repeated and he groaned looking at my desperate face while I said those words..I was desperate..so desperate for him.

"Then you open the zipper..or undo the knots depending on what he is wearing..and.." Pablo was really getting worked up but then he suddenly stopped saying "I can't teach you that yet..but I can teach you something else..it's my turn..so get on your back" he said and I felt so enchanted that i just obeyed with no words.

"He should always reciprocate..if he doesn't then you get the hell out of there..it was to be equal..always!" he said and I gulp nodding my head that I understood.

"What are you wearing because these need to come off?" he said looking at your jeans and you blushed bright red but he reassured you that it was alright.

"Let me help you take these off" he said and you raised your hips as he took your jeans off leaving you in the red lacy panties that certainly caught his attention.

"Now I'm gonna show you what he should be doing..spread your legs.." he said and you moved them a little making him smirk saying "farther" and you obeyed as he rested in between them comfortably.

"He starts by grabbing your thighs..then kiss them.." he started to leave wet kisses on the inside of my thighs and I felt myself clench around nothing at the foreign sensation.

"He moves upwards..little kisses..maybe some licks and bites" he adds moving closer and closer to your panties while licking and grazing the skin of your thighs making it impossible not to keep moaning.

"It shouldn't be too rough..just enough to make you shiver" he whispered as he came to where you were aching sticking his tongue out and licking the fabric which made you roll your eyes at the sensation that sent your whole body into overdrive.

"Then you lift your hips up..and he grabs your panties and slides them down all the way past your ankles.." I did as he said and he slowly took off my panties tossing them to the ground before adding " puts your legs up on his shoulders.." doing just that before looking up at me with completely black lustful eyes.

"It's really hard to stop myself..you're so wet preciosa..begging for me to taste you..did me teaching you make you turned on?" he spoke and I just nodded desperate for him to connect his lips to my heated core and give me what I desperately craved.

"Mm is this all for me? Tell me.." he said moving close and resting his chin against my clit which made me moan and gulp while looking into his lustful eyes.

"Y..yes..it's all for you" I said and he smirked

"You sure it's not for that capullo!?" he said clenching his jaw but smirking when you shook your head.

"N..no..only for you Pablo..touch me" you admitted and he nodded moving down blowing into your heated folds making you wince at pleasurable feeling spreading through my body.

"I taught you to say please..to beg for it..mhmm" he said while leaving fast teasing kisses on your clit and I moaned his name making his smirk grow on his face.

"You want me to taste you preciosa?? I could really teach you something...say please" he said and I gave in completely whispering softly "please" which made him very satisfied.

"Good girl.." he said before his tongue finally explored my folds making my head fall back while my hands gripped the sheets moaning his name in ecstasy..I completely forgot about that guy or all of my worries..all that existed was Pablo..and the way he was making me feel.

Hope you like it ;)) Want another part?? Comment!

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[hello-nichya-here]

What made you ship Spuffy?

Something Blue. I just LOVED their dynamic in it. Even before the spell, they were already acting like PEAK enemies to lovers.

Spike was a bit too eager to annoy Buffy and just HAD to bring up what he assumed she'd do to please her vampire boyfriend, Buffy was being downright flirty when "tempting" Spike to bite her, and for God's sake, she kept that man chained in a tub.

Then the spell happens. Spike on his knees, proposing to her, and James just has to make it sound like his character is 100% serious and every scene in the show had been leading up to this. Buffy has tears in her eyes as she says eyes and is showing off her ring to Giles (and she never gave Spike that ring back, mind you).

They spend the rest of the damn episode making out, cuddling, holding hands, being cutesy, bickering adorably, and Buffy just refused to get off of Spike's lap.

It was the BEST thing that happened in the whole show, and then the following season, when Spike realized "Oh fuck, I might actually have feelings for her" I was thrilled.

The whole fight scene of him explaining to her how he killed two slayers, with that RIDICULOUS sexual tension... God, I loved it. Not to mention, Buffy is SUPPOSEDLY only there to figure out what she did wrong that led to her getting injured, yet she's basically on a date with Spike? Like, she's playing pool with him, sitting down to talk and grab a bite, asking him about his life and then they're in an alleyway fighting (which Buffy herself said is basically third base for Spike) and when she asks Spike if he thinks this is a "dance" he replies with "Dancing is all we've done" AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

The kiss after he keeps the secret that could have gotten her sister killed, the way Spike vows to protect Dawn until the end of the world, the way he reacts to Buffy's death and how she only seems to start truly coming back to her senses when he shows up, "EVERY NIGHT I SAVE YOU", Buffy only telling him that she has not escaped hell but rather been dragged out of heaven, THE MUSICAL, THEM FUCKING A HOUSE DOWN, Spike getting his soul back for her, "Why does everyone in this house think that I'm still in love with Spike?", the speech and cuddling in "Touched"...

They're just perfect together, I don't care what anyone says.

#asks #spuffy #buffy the vampire slayer

[imreallyloveleee]

Where do you think it all went wrong with Riverdale?

honestly, part of me is like, the show's over and nothing but fandom matters. so who cares?

the other part of me loves to complain about Riverdale and will continue to do so until the day I die in the parking lot of Michael's Diner in Montgomeryville, PA at the age of 86. so, long-winded answer under the cut

I'm tempted to say it's the s4 b*rchie kiss. It was so wildly out of character for both Betty and Archie that it's laughable. You know how you can tell when something is just blatantly OOC with no justification? They...don't justify it. They find ways to dance around any interaction that might offer clarification. They mute the reactions of the characters who should be devastated by it. And then they jump ahead 7 years so it's easier to just handwave it away as something that happened a long time ago.

but the thing is, I did keep watching after that. I thought: okay, at least we should get an exes-to-lovers arc out of this, which is one of my favorite tropes. there is no way they would spend 4 seasons developing Bughead as this loving, supportive, communicative, sexy, and almost-unbelievably-compatible couple just to tear them apart and never do anything with that dynamic again. maybe it'll be even sweeter seeing them come back together after so much hurt and longing.

boy was i wrong!!!!!!!!!

so, the episode that actually made me stop watching for good, with the exception of some standalones like The Jughead Paradox and the finale, was the s5 musical. that was when i realized that this team of writers was 100% willing, maybe even eager, to completely drop storylines they themselves had been building over the course of a season - do a 180 with all of the characterization and relationships - and then act as though the buildup they wrote never even happened.

in this case, i'm specifically talking about the Bughead reunion storyline they dropped in s5. i'm not going to pretend like it was a GREAT buildup - and it was mostly on Jughead's side, Betty's character in s5 was basically an emotionless misery bot that had sex sometimes - but it was there. Jughead told Tabitha he had unresolved feelings around Betty. that's followed by an entire episode that lays out Betty & Jug's time jump relationship, and how Jughead still believes she's the one who saves him from himself. they work on a case together, they start opening up to one another. Jughead's so worried about her he can't eat.

and then...you know what happens.

(i'll also note here that there was random bts stuff that strongly indicated the musical ep storyline had a drastic last-minute rewrite: lili tweeted a blue dress, suggesting the song with that line was meant for her character; RAS said cole had to do last-minute recording sessions; supposedly crew members have confirmed this was the case, too. since none of it's 100% confirmed you can take it all with a grain of salt, but i believe it.)

it was so fucking insulting as a viewer to give my time and attention to a show made by people who would not only randomly drop the threads they set up, but torpedo them altogether, and then behave like the fans are the ones somehow at fault for expecting a story that actually follows through on its own emotional and plot beats. we're just shippers, so our opinions are dumb and biased! it's just a tv show, so who cares! get over it!

so, i stopped watching, because i knew they would continue to write without any thought or respect for their characters or their audience, and therefore inevitably write themselves into another corner. and, shocker, i was right. they did it again, whisking everyone away to the 1950s because actually resolving any of the scenarios they set up was ToO hArD. why bother when you could just make every single character Righteously Angry and Incurably Horny all the time, lecture the audience about social issues that have already been mainstream progressive for the last several decades, and call it a "love letter" to your fans?

#WHEW ok anon idk if this was what you were looking for but it's what you got #hopefully this has fully exorcised my need to Go Off against the creators of this show but you never know!! #my capacity for bitter resentment is apparently endless when it comes to this show #rd negativity #riverdale #anti b*rchie #anti j*bitha #just in case #anon

[dreamcubed]

the man | james potter x reader

song; the man [taylor swift] pairing; james potter x fem!"slut"!reader // slight sirius black x reader genre; fwb2l, light angst, hurt comfort(ish), light fluff word count; 1,7k timeline; marauders' last year at hogwarts warnings; swearing, slut-shaming, double standards, mentions/talk of sex, mentions of hook ups/sleeping around, misogyny, verbal conflict summary; you hated it. james could go around sleeping with as many different people as he liked and get praised for it, while you did the exact same and only ever got slut-shamed. the worst part? james didn't seem to understand that, despite being your most frequent fling

a/n; if you're below 16 please dni, there is no explicit smut but there are mature themes

masterlist

"every conquest i had made would make me more of a boss to you."

————————————

You were used to the whispers that passed you in the hallways, but they still chipped away at your sanity. Offended wasn't how you would describe your emotions: no, you were angry. Angry that these people held judgements against you when they didn't even know you.

"She'd open her legs for anyone."

Even if you did, why would that make you an unkind person- someone not worthy of being friends with? How you explored your sexuality did not reflect how you explored your friendships, and your closest and dearest friend Lily Evans could vouch for that. You were loyal, generous and caring, but all anyone ever saw in you was a good-for-nothing whore. You could safely say that if you were in a relationship, you would never cheat - but you weren't, so you had every right to sleep around.

"She's such an easy lay."

It was ironic, really, how the boys talked shit about you behind your back, degrading your conquests, but still wouldn't hesitate to hook up with you given the chance. They were such hypocrites: if people like you didn't exist, they wouldn't have anyone to fuck when they got horny and lonely. If anything, they should be grateful that you provided them a service they so desperately craved for free of charge. Still, the comments hurt more coming from girls. They had been victims of sexism and misogyny their whole lives, and knew how it hurt, yet still decided to be that same way to you.

"Y/N would still fuck the ugliest guy on earth."

No, you wouldn't. Despite popular belief, you didn't hook up with anyone who looked your way. You hadn't even slept with half the guys in your year, although it was at the point where any of them could lie about fucking you and would be believed. There was no point fighting the rumours: it would just be another game of he said, she said.

"Overused pussy."

Since the rumours had gotten out of hand, your sex drive had actually decreased immensely. Not out of disgust in yourself (Merlin, no - you were not in the wrong here), but out of distrust of any of the guys in the school. They didn't deserve your sexual abilities, which were good, by the way. You excelled in the art of sex, and they really should have been more appreciative of that fact, because now you were going to starve them of it.

It happened all the time: a guy you'd hooked up with in the past tracking you down to beg you for another round. Yeah, and supposedly you were the desperate one.

You began turning them all away, hexing them if they pushed further.

Well, all except one.

James Potter was a frequent fling of yours, and with you now being on strike, he was practically your only on-going conquest. You liked him because he never spoke of your sexual encounters with anyone, not even the other Marauders. You knew that for a fact because you had hooked up with Sirius in the past, and he had definitely told them by the way they all acted around you afterwards. No, they didn't act that way at all after the first time you hooked up with James - it was clear they didn't know.

It's not that you disliked Sirius, as he clearly hadn't said anything bad about you, you just preferred how James treated the situation. Admittedly, you had been the one to seek him out for a second round.

And then it progressed into more, leading you to the official situation of friends with benefits, as you knew him too well outside of the bed for it to have a lesser title. Nonetheless, it was not awkward between the two of you in lessons and at mealtimes - it was how it had always been.

Even though he didn't make the comments himself, it was more than obvious that he didn't seem to understand how badly you were treated for partaking in the same actions that he did without judgement. It annoyed you, to some extent.

"I heard Endale call me a whore."

"Why would he say that?"

or

"I hate being called a slut."

"It can't happen that often."

Yeah, it pissed you off. You were reaching breaking point with it.

***

Tuesday evening, and you had just finished up with James in the Room of Requirement, which he had introduced to you after your flings became a frequent thing - although, you had never taken anyone else there, something about the room felt too special to share with anyone who wasn't James. You buttoned up your school shirt with your back to him, relishing in the silent but far from awkward aftermath of sex.

"I heard you fucked Potguild."

You scoffed, "D'you believe every rumour you hear?"

"Is it true?"

"No," you said, "I haven't fucked anyone but you in a few weeks."

You then turned to him to see he had raised an eyebrow at you.

"What?"

"Then how come I hear guys talking about their last shag with you every day? They can't all be lying."

You deadpanned James, which made him frown.

It was his turn to say, "What?"

"They can all be lying. That's what men do."

His brows furrowed further, "But-"

"James," you snapped, which took him by surprise - you rarely used his first name outside of sex, "You know nothing of what it's like to be a girl."

He remained silent.

"I'm so sick of you acting like I'm exaggerating when I talk about how I'm treated - you just think I'm exaggerating because it doesn't happen to you."

He opened his mouth to speak, but you kept going.

"Wanna know why it doesn't happen to you? Because you're a guy. You can shag whoever the fuck you want and get praised for it - get called the man - and it pisses me off that you don't understand that I don't get treated the same."

"Y/N-"

"Save it," you spoke harshly, grabbing your bag and leaving the room. He made no effort to chase you - and you weren't sure if you were happy or upset about that.

To be honest, you were pretty sure you were more mad at the patriarchal society you lived in than you were at James: he was far from an inherently bad person and would probably make an effort to apologise over the course of the next week.

You were right.

***

"Y/N, can we talk?" he asked at the end of transfiguration, catching you at your desk.

The first thing about his question that took you off guard was his use of your name in a non-sexual context. The second thing that surprised you was the lack of the other Marauders in the classroom - they almost always waited for each other.

"About what?" you said more coldly than you would have preferred.

"You know... the other day."

You sighed, "Okay, let's talk, Potter."

You almost didn't catch the way he flinched at the use of his last name.

"Great," he took your hand, and began leading you out the classroom to an alcove tucked into the wall some way down the corridor.

He let go of your hand, and stood facing you, as if waiting for something.

"Well...?" you pushed, crossing your arms and raising an eyebrow at him.

"I'm sorry," he said firmly, "I should have registered how differently girls and women get treated, but I didn't, and that's on me."

You felt your expression and posture soften slightly.

"And I know there's no excuse, but I think- I think me believing the rumours was less to do with believing guys over you and more to do with me being scared they were true."

A frown formed on your face as you adjusted your stance, hoping that your silence pressed him to elaborate.

"I don't want you sleeping with other people, so I feared the worst."

"You want to be... exclusive?" you questioned slowly.

"Yes," he said quickly, "But not just sexually - I... I want to date you... I mean- there had to have been a reason you started only sleeping with me, right?"

As you processed his words, you felt your stomach flip with nervous excitement, and that was a cue to you that you may want to try something more with James. He was definitely the best sex you had ever had, anyway, as unlike many of the other guys, he actually paid attention to your needs as well as his.

"...Okay," you said eventually, "We can start with one date and see how it goes from there. But, for the record, me only hooking up with you was less to do with you and more to do with the other guys - so don't get ahead of yourself."

He nodded eagerly, seemingly brushing past your last statement, "Yes, perfect - Hogsmeade, this weekend?"

"But it isn't a Hogsmeade weekend-"

"You really think the Room of Requirement is the only Hogwarts secret I know?"

To be fair, you weren't really surprised to hear that.

"But, you realise that dating me probably won't stop the rumours... or change my reputation... and instead just ruin yours?"

He shook his head, "I don't care, they're pathetic attention seekers - I now know better than to listen to what they say."

"Let's hope so."

"Godric, have more faith in me, woman."

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This is something that always bugged me, because for someone who claims to like Danny with or without his ghost powers...Sam has a tendency to have a lot of double standards. I mean, both times Danny gave up his powers for one reason or another Sam either avoided the “overly heroic” side of him like the plague -which ok I’ll admit was pretty over the top- then she got all butt-hurt that Danny threw himself into the freaking ghost portal again and zapped himself to supposedly get rid of his powers since he saw it as the only way to have a ‘normal life’ again when it seemed like nobody wanted or needed Danny Phantom around anymore and he lost his purpose.

Translation, I can only excuse so much of it because they’re kids when their characters are already shown to be written a certain way when it comes to their personalities and moral compass.

Like, when Vlad replaced him with another group of ghost hunters and Danny felt like he had completely and truly lost his place in the world that’s when he decided his powers didn’t make him happy anymore. And frankly, this has probably been building up for a while once it seemed like being half ghost only started causing them all MORE problems and stressing him out either because Sam and Tucker would either get jealous of him, downplay how dangerous his powers can be, ask Danny to use them for their benefit (especially Sam) and without much consideration both of them would scold Danny for using his powers ‘for the wrong reasons’ to pull some harmless pranks or expect too much of him when they don’t have the slightest clue how much he dealt with on a day to day basic because of ghosts, his parents, and bullies...

Poor Danny could literally never catch a break since he has to deal with all of those things no matter where he goes!

School: Bullies and ghosts, sometimes his parents if they get called in.

Nasty Burger, the mall, or other hang outs: Bullies and ghosts.

Home: His parents and ghosts, and on top of that worrying about dangerous inventions that could expose, kill, or badly hurt him.

His friend’s houses: Ghosts, his friends jealousy and/or peer pressure, and Sam’s super judgemental parents.

To be fair, before the series finale Danny had really come into his own so for the most part those problems weren’t as intense as they were in the beginning. Except for his parents, their inventions can still be dangerous. That said, when Danny gave up his powers the second time he was actually at a really really low point. He genuinely felt really worthless after he kept losing to Vlad and his new ghost hunters time and time again, but at least at first Danny tried to make the most of it for the sake of his friends and families. After making a fool of himself so many times and feeling like all his hard work had gone up in smoke, Danny gave up and decided he just wanted to feel like a normal kid again.

He wanted to just be Danny Fenton again dealing with normal teen problems, not constant life-threatening situations. But like I said earlier, while I still believe he went about it the wrong way, knowing Danny the way I do I think he would NEVER have jumped into the portal again because if he’s smart enough to know that if he was wrong about what it would do to him when he’s already half ghost he could have accidentally become a full ghost which there would be no coming back from. And don’t get me wrong, I do get Sam’s point of view to an extent since giving up his powers like that in the heat of the moment could have been life-threatening, I just don’t appreciate how they acted like it was the end of the world (which is a little ironic since it almost WAS because of Vlad.)

Anyways, in my eyes it’s not selfish to put your own needs first sometimes because it’s possible to give too much of your time and effort into taking care of others to the point where it feels like there’s nothing left for yourself. As his friends, they should have respected his decision (as terrible as it was) and been infinitely more concerned about Danny willingly hurting himself like that. It’s not like Danny to be THAT reckless and they should have stopped him and talked things out from there.

If they worked through how he was feeling together I think Danny could have found other ways to use his ghost powers to help people in a meaningful way, or more importantly come up with a plan to expose Vlad for taking advantage of everyone since he was making people PAY for the service of Masters Blasters which don’t even get me started on that because what part of he’s already the RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD did Butch not understand? Seriously, Vlad holding the world for ransom and exposing his secret without some kind of fail-safe plan in place felt so out of character for him too.

All I’m saying is I wish Sam would have been written as the more supportive version from the 1st two seasons, not whatever she was here.

(Note: So yeah, this has been sitting in my drafts for a while and wanted to tidy up a bit so I thought I’d finally go ahead and finish it then send my thoughts out into the world. It’s honestly more of a rant but meh, feel free to take from it what you will! XD)

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Noble To The Core- CH. 1

Descendants × Fem! Reader

Summary: y/n has thoughts of what was when a letter addressed to her comes.

•| ⊱ Sleepy Week ⊰ |•

Love. Oh, it's such a wonderful thing to not only feel, but to have. Love can be as plutonic as loving your friends and family or it could be romantic. There's so many ways to love as well. The language of love is as vast as the sea.

The expression of love has been dumbed down to five categories. Gift giving sounds materialistic and even crass, but it's always nice to receive something from a loved one. What makes it even more special is if it was made by hand. Acts of service is always a treat when the loved one is doing it out of the kindness of their heart. Even if they have a hard time and struggle a bit, it's the thought that makes one smile.

Then there are words of affirmation. It's always nice to hear them say how much they care even if you know. Physical touch does what words can't explain as sometimes a comforting hug can go a long way. Lastly is quality time. Spending time together always deepens the bond between two people. They could be doing the simplest thing such as having dinner or something more out there like climbing a cliff.

Love was truly one of life's greatest gifts.

So what did y/n do wrong?

Half of the isle must have heard of her break up with Hook. They had been going steady building a fine foundation for their relationship, but she went and wrecked it. The foundation was too weak so when she put her foot down for the first time, the floor broke.

Thinking more on the history of their relationship made her realize that maybe they were doomed from the start. High school relationships don't last after school, so middle school relationships don't last that long either. Would it be considered a miracle that they last nearly three years? Who knows really. The memory of how Hook shot an arrow through her heart flooded y/n's mind.

It was middle school during lunch. y/n was sitting with Carlos, it was only the two of them since the other three decided to skip school. Carlos almost followed their lead, but she knew he'd feel bad for leaving her behind at school again. There was no talking y/n out of skipping no matter how hard he and the others tried.

He told a white lie to them about how his mother found out he had been skipping school. That he's not allowed to miss another day or else he'll regret it. They moan and groan at the explanation yet ultimately let him off the hook. He didn't want them knowing that he was willingly hanging out with the resident dullard.

Even though the memory is only a few years old, y/n remembers the conversation they were having like it was yesterday. They were talking about the rumor of a ghost walking along the beach during the witching hour. It was a hot top amongst the younger residents of the isle. y/n and Carlos were simply exchanging what they had heard and their thoughts.

When a boy barged into the conversation. y/n automatically recognized who he was. Harry Hook was infamous for supposedly stabbing an older boy’s eye who had been his older sister's ex. No one is sure what parts are embellished. All that is concrete is that his older sister's ex lost an eye.

She didn't know too much about him aside from that and seeing him constantly with his two friends. Uma had blue hair and always had something to say about Mal. Gil seems nice, but has a bit of a thick skull.

Completely disregarding the conversation going on Harry turned his attention to y/n. His light blue eyes pierced into her which caused an uncomfortable pit in her stomach. Not being able to withstand the self-conscious feeling she shifted her eyes down to her sandwich. He'd go away as long as she didn't react to his words or actions. Carlos was with her too and she's sure he wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. They've always had each other's backs.

What she shouldn't have done was assume that he was there to cause her trouble or mock her just like everyone else.

Just as Carlos was going to open his mouth, the Scottish boy spoke up. "I’ve heard it said that kissing is the ‘language of love.’ Would ye care to have a conversation with me about it sometime?" Both of their eyes widened at his words, completely bewildered at what caused him to say such a thing. y/n nearly snapped her neck to look at Harry to see who he said that to.

Yet there he was looking at her with a cheeky almost shark-like smile. His eyes, they might have been the brightest thing y/n has ever seen. They were as bright as a cloudless sky yet deep as the salty sea. At that very moment his eyes were the most beautiful thing y/n has ever seen.

"Didn't you tell Mal the same thing yesterday?" Carlos questioned with a grimace. Harry huffed slightly at the accusation and pulled his eyes away from the girl to glare at Carlos, "No. I said, what does it feel like to be the most gorgeous girl in the room?" Carlos wouldn't admit it, but Harry did have a scary face that held him back from telling him to back off. What didn't help was that Harry wasn't all bark because he's seen him and Jay get in a number of fights. It was safe to say that there was a low chance of beating Harry in a fair fight.

y/n shifted her eyes back down as she spoke up. "I wouldn't be opposed to having a discussion about love with you, but you'd have to take me out to see if you're worth any time and effort." Carlos nearly popped his eyes out of his skull. Harry seemed nearly just as surprised then quickly hid it with a toothy grin.

"I know this great restaurant- my friend actually owns it."

"I have a curfew, I have to be back home before five." A sense of disappointment crawled up y/n's spine as her heart beat like a drum to hear his response. At the same time Carlos' anxiety began to simmer down.

Curfew. Not every kid had them and even then if you did have some would see you as uptight. Even then the bare minimum usually for a curfew would have been seven or eight. Five was just too early and y/n was always a 'prim and proper' person for as long as Carlos has known her. Though whether that was a good or bad thing was debatable, but today it seemed to have saved her Carlos thought.

"Tomorrow then?"

She suddenly sucked in a large amount of air through her nose. Holding her breath she responded with a yes. "Great, meet me at the dock tomorrow at one."

Just like that y/n was indoctrinated into Uma's group. Since Harry is closely followed by Uma and Gil.

y/n didn't care too much about Mal's thoughts on the matter. Evie and Jay's opinions didn't matter either. All that she was worried about was Carlos. His group has finally found a reason to distance themselves from her aside from being a wet blanket. Mal can call her a traitor, two-faced, and prissy dullard all she wants. Carlos is the only one that was really friends with her.

The two had a conversation about the sudden shift in the group. It was surprisingly short with Carlos expressing that he was honestly fine with everything as long as she was alright. Which made y/n happy to hear that she hadn't lost her only friend for a boy she wasn't even too sure about at that time. That happiness was dampened when he explained that they couldn't hang out or even talk publicly.

As much as it hurt her to hear that, she understood. You wouldn't want to stand up for the local self-righteous dunce that is supposedly a traitor. It would give you a weird look and maybe even a target for some bullying.

Slowly they began drifting apart, leading y/n to regularly visit Ursula's Fish and Chips. There were a few times they hung out like the good old days, but those were far and few between.

Everything felt so flowery being around Hook. Things seemed a little brighter. This was something new and exciting. Then there were those moments of tenderness that pop up ever so often that made everything sweeter.

As sweet as it was, they'd always be shortly followed by a sour taste. Hook seemed more interested in working with his crew which was fine for the most part. y/n can understand that the world doesn't revolve around her. Still it made her a little sour whenever she gathered the courage to ask to do something together and be turned down because he has business with the crew.

She took up a job as a cook at Ursula's Fish and Chips to just be around him a little more. Maybe even try to build some sort of connection with his two closest friends. Which seemed to work slowly. It wasn't uncommon for her to be the butt of a joke or a victim to a prank. She always laughed it off. The last thing she needed was to show vulnerability and make the crew think she couldn't take a joke. That sour taste would permeate to her mouth as she'd listen to Hook laugh along with the others. She'd try to tell herself that she was being too soft like everyone said. She needed to toughen up.

Though what turned everything from a candy sour to a spoiled milk was the flirting. Hook couldn't just keep his mouth shut. y/n doesn't need to hear him spout some cheesy line to a customer. She doesn't want to hear how he thinks some other person's face looks pretty. Angry jealousy would silently build up within her before being put out like a fire. Was there something wrong with her? Was she being too possessive? Did he really mean what he said to that person?

Even after she admitted how uncomfortable it was seeing him openly flirting with others. He just cupped her face in his hands and said, "You're so cute when you're jealous." He never answered if he meant what he said. It felt like he was dancing around the topic rather than taking it head on.

She should have stood her ground rather than being drawn in with his pretty words and eyes. It was stupid. She was stupid.

Breaking things off seemed like a good idea when they were arguing. They needed to back off and give each other some time, but she nearly forgot that her "friends" were really his. She had cut off any semblance of a friendship with someone that wasn't her family. Did that mean she was really an outcast now?

Who wanted to be around a boring prissy dullard? No one. No one aside from Carlos maybe. Though that was a big maybe and y/n frankly didn't want to be rejected. She couldn't mentally take the risk of being turned down by possibly the only one she had left. She didn't want to learn if everyone else on this island thought of her as annoying. Not even hate, just annoyed by her presence.

Right after the break up, she quit her job at Ursula's and with nothing else to do laid in bed. She's tried converting all these pent up negative emotions into her drawings, but it has become so draining. Writing her feelings out was just as tiring. So she slept and slept. She was over sleeping so much that her older brother called her Sleeping Schlump. She couldn't be called Sleeping Beauty because she had no beauty to begin with. Of course her mom told her brother off for saying such a thing.

As much as y/n hated her older brother and thought he was the textbook definition of ignorance. He was right. She was sleeping away the days and didn't care right now.

y/n had always felt somewhat alone but this seemed like a new level. There wasn't anyone waiting for her to come hangout with. There probably wasn't anyone outside her family who cared about her. Maybe she'd be forgotten to rot away in her bed. Sleep until she doesn't wake up.

Then one morning there was frantic knocking at her door. She could hear her mom's muffled voice come from the other side. Telling her to get up and that she has a letter. The thought of what it could contain was mystifying to an extent just not enough to get her out of bed.

"Who is it from?" y/n asked as loudly as she could.

"It's from Auradon. These people from outside the isle came and handed this letter saying it was for you. We haven't read it since it's yours."

With that information y/n rolled out of bed to see what it was about. Opening the door with a creek, her mother handed her a scroll. Even before she touched it she could tell that it was expensive. Once it was in her hands her mom quickly said, "Come downstairs to read it. Me and your dad want to know what it says."

y/n wanted to huff out a small laugh at how nosey her mom was, but she could understand. Anyone would be curious to know the contents of the letter. They made their way downstairs and into the living room where y/n sat down on the worn-out couch.

Slowly she opened the scroll as if it was an ancient text that could fall apart at the slightest pull. Then quickly realized that she was holding it sideways before holding it upright. She read over what it said which put a puzzled expression on her face. "What does it say?" Her mom asked scooching closer to y/n to read what was written.

Speaking up y/n's voice sounded confused as if she still didn't understand what it meant. "It's an…acceptance letter for Auradon Prep?"

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Beyond Frustration (Buddie AU)

I was going through old works and drafts and this idea wasn't exactly requested but it jumped out at me. And figured I hadn't done an Alpha Beta Omega in a while. May do a part 2 if anyone wants it.

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Summary: Lawsuit Era A/B/Ω AU where Alpha Eddie marks and bonds Omega Buck after Buck was trapped under the truck. The lawsuit puts their bond, and unknowingly to Eddie, their unborn child, at risk. Eddie learns how big of a mistake he has made in almost the worst way possible. Almost.

Paring: Alpha!Eddie Diaz/Omega!Evan "Buck" Buckley

Word count: 2k+

Content Warning: Anger, Neglect, Hospitalization, A/B/Ω mpreg, Fear, physical violence (Eddie gets slapped), Fear of Miscarriage, High Risk Pregnancy.

Eddie's inner alpha clawed at him as they left the deposition. And all it did was piss him off further. Buck had told that asshole things he'd sworn to keep to himself. The alpha had seen the way his omega's betrayal hurt the whole team. The team that was also very much their pack. Their family. But his alpha clawed at him. He didn't understand why it was acting like that. His mate had betrayed them and their pack. The mate he had taken care of and protected after the omega was injured in the bombing. The one he had bared his soul to and bonded with. No, his inner alpha may be driven by the baser instinct to be with his mate at any cost, but Eddie wasn't going to give in. He should have known better, especially after what happened with Shannon. Shannon had been the mother of his pup. And then came back just to ruin his life again. He had tried to make it work for his secondary nature. To have a real family, a true pack. And that had gone to shit. He'd let his alpha nature trick him again. But fool him once and all that bs. He wasn't going to give in a third time. No.

Buck was struggling. It wasn't unheard of for an omega to be a single parent. But it was well known that a strong bond and loving relationship for a mated omega was ideal. A bonded omega, separated from their mate, especially an alpha mate, under great stress, and being a somewhat rare male omega, was a high risk pregnancy in the making.

During a shift Eddie's inner alpha goes damn near feral. Something is wrong and he knows it. But Eddie had been suppressing his secondary nature for so long, even using medication to further subdue it, his alpha isn't strong enough to make Eddie's more stubborn and supposedly logical side understand. And Eddie does not realize how big a mistake he has made until he gets a terrifying call from Christopher. Carla had gotten a call from the hospital. Buck was not well. And since Carla was the only contact Buck had allowed them to reach out to. Eddie finally realizes what his alpha had been trying to tell him over the last few hours. His alpha nature has been reacting to the bond the shared with his mate. Eddie was just too numb to feel it. And that was a terrifying thought. As mad as he and the others were with the no contact order because of the lawsuit, they still had the slight comfort that Eddie would know if something happened to Buck. When Eddie tells them about the phone call they rush to the hospital.

The second Eddie steps into the hospital he is met with a hard slap. He recoils at first and nearly lashes out when he realizes it’s Maddie. His mate’s beta sister.

“You were supposed to protect him!” She shouts at the alpha. Before Eddie can say anything she has turned her ire on the captain. “You too!” She looks from face to face, every member of the 118. “All of you! You told him he was family! That you would be there for him!”

“Maddie,” Chimney starts but she turns on her heels and disappears behind a set of doors.

The receptionist stone walls them when they try to get any information. Eddie can feel his inner alpha suffering. Eddie was so close to his mate he could just start to feel him. His omega's scent had clung to Maddie. And it tore at the alpha’s heart.

“Eddie,” Carla says as she meets them.

“If you're here, where is Christopher?” Bobby asks. As upset as the captain and his inner alpha was he knew it was nothing compared to what Eddie was feeling. Guilt and fear clouded Eddie's usual scent. Bobby could understand that. The captain had lost a mate before. He knew the panic not knowing created. Eddie wasn't in his right mind now.

“He's with Buck, since they had a sort of bond they hoped it would help. Maddie too.”

“Did it?” Hen asks.

“He's stable, but there is something I need to tell you…”

Eddie hates himself. He would never forgive himself for what he had done. He would grovel and beg Buck to forgive him. He prays to any higher power that would listen to let him fix this. To not take his family from him. He couldn't lose his mate. It would destroy him. He'd spend the rest of his life begging his pups to forgive him. He'd be there for every major milestone for both Christopher and their unborn miracle, if they let him. He was a mess by the time they reached Buck’s room. Maddie glared at the alpha as he entered.

Christopher made his way over to Eddie and buried his face in his father's shirt. Eddie drops to his knees.

“I'm sorry, buddy, I'm so sorry,” the alpha begs. “This never should have happened.”

Once Christopher had calmed down, Carla took him out into the hall to go see the rest of the team.

Maddie leaves to call her parents. She glares at the alpha as she does. The alpha goes over and carefully takes the omega's hand in his. The barely there curve of his pregnant mate’s stomach breaks something in the alpha. It wasn’t prominent, but he had known Buck's body as well as he knew his own. And he could see it now. He doesn't know how he could have missed it at the deposition. Even the omega's scent smelled sweeter. Had his anger clouded his senses that much? He now understands why his inner alpha had been so distressed that day. His pregnant mate was just a few feet from him and he couldn't go to him. The omega had looked so tired and sad, but Eddie had been too bitter to see what the entire situation had been doing to his mate. And Eddie could see it now. Buck was too thin, too pale, for a pregnant omega. He looks fragile and broken. And Eddie just wanted to crawl in the bed beside him. He wanted to scent his mate. Hold him. Do whatever he needed to repair their fragile bond. But before he can do anything but take a shattered breath a woman in a lab coat walks in. She's a beta that smells overly sterile.

“He's sedated,” she says before she even introduces herself. Once she has she levels the alpha with a weary look. “You are his mate, correct? His alpha?”

Eddie nods, barely trusting his voice. “Y-yeah, yes, I am.”

“His sister said you two are bonded, correct?”

“Yes,” Eddie answers, his hand gripping Buck's a bit tighter as he does.

The doctor nods and after making a note in the omega's file she checks Buck’s vitals and compares them to his chart and updates it. Eddie watches her carefully. Only when she is done does she give the alpha any attention again.

“How are they?” Eddie manages to ask.

“He is stable and his condition is slowly improving.”

“So they're okay?”

“As a medically trained first responder, I'm sure you can understand the gravity of the situation at hand,” the doctor starts.

Eddie nods but hopes that by saying nothing the doctor will actually answer his question.

“Did you know about your mate's condition?”

“No,” Eddie half sobs. “I had no idea.”

“Okay,” the doctor says and seems to be considering something before she speaks again. “In cases of neglect like this there is a full investigation,” she says and the alpha has to sit down because to have it put so bluntly was jarring.

“Whatever needs to happen, just please, don't make me leave.”

“Oh as his bonded mate you need to stay, it may be the only thing that keeps his condition from worsening. But I have to legally inform you that your behavior will be heavily monitored and any signs of distress will be dealt with in whatever manner we deem necessary, which may include asking you to leave, and getting the authorities involved if necessary. And if your mate or his family wish to seek legal action, we are obligated to assist them.”

“I don't care what you have to do, I’ll do anything,” Eddie insists. “I just want him to be okay.”

The doctor seems to study the alpha for a full minute.

“I believe you, Mr. Diaz,” she finally says. “And I trust that you being here will not worsen the situation. And if it does that you will act accordingly. I understand that there have been some strenuating circumstances in this particular case. I hope for your sake, and your mate's, that things only get better from here. We will be keeping a close eye on him.”

The doctor excuses herself after that. And what little control Eddie has on his emotions fails. He buries his face in his mate's neck and sobs. He is nothing without Buck. He isn't even a good dad these days without him. He's been trying, but Christopher is still suffering from the after effects of the tsunami and not having his Buck there has made it all the more difficult. The omega had been with him during the terrible experience. It had made the bond the two already had stronger. And Eddie had denied both of them that much needed connection. He was a failure as an alpha. He was a failure as a father. Worst of all, he was a failure as a mate. He neglected his bond and his bonded mate and it nearly cost him everything. He could have lost both his mate and the unborn pup he didn't even know existed. Now that he knows he can't possibly let go. The only reason he would ever leave now was if Buck wanted him to. If his mate couldn't forgive him, the alpha would understand. Eddie sure as hell wasn't ever going to forgive himself.

Eddie wakes up to fingers in his hair and he almost doesn't want to move, but as he inhales the chemically tainted smell of his mate he remembers where he is and why he is there. His head snaps up and he looks into the tired blue eyes of his mate.

“Buck,” is all the alpha manages to say in a broken tone. The numbness that he had felt the past few days gone as the wave of emotions hit him. He can feel their bond again. And it shatters something in him. “I'm sorry.” It's half sobbed and shaken.

Buck had woken up to a weight on his arm that hadn't been there before. The more he thinks, the more he realizes it was a familiar weight. Paired with a feeling he had longed for. His eyes tear up as he inhales and takes in the familiar scent of his mate, but there is something off about it. It has the omega opening his eyes. His alpha is distressed. And yeah, that tracks. The omega blinks tears away as he looks around the hospital room. He has no idea how long he has been there, but by the way Eddie is passed out curled against him it had been a while. And he let his tears fall because Eddie was there. His mate had not only come to his bedside, but was pressed against his side like any distance between was unbearable. After so long without his mate, and now his senses were flooded with him, the omega finally felt some semblance of home. He felt complete again. His hands itched to feel that electricity he always felt when they touched. His hands card through the alpha's unkempt mess of hair.

The omega’s heart clenches at the the sheer level of pain and devastation in the alpha’s voice. Buck gets a real good look at his partner’s face and he looks so raw and broken that the omega wants nothing more than to make things better. But Buck can't forget the reason they are there. His eyes move to his own stomach. Before he can even voice his fears, fears Eddie must feel through their bond, the alpha’s hand rubs along the sheet covered swell.

“Pup’s all right,” Eddie says, his voice now filled with conviction. The alpha's voice is in Buck's ear. The omega can feel the heat of his mate's hand through the fabric on his stomach. The combined sensation and the renewed feelings coursing through him sends a shiver down his spine and sends his heart soaring. It must show in his heart monitor at the way the alpha beside him chuckles. It nearly doubled when he feels Eddie's lips gently brush across the bonding mark on the omega's neck. The feeling of love and safety he has missed for weeks is damn near overwhelming.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie tells him again. And between the look on the alpha's face and the feeling of guilt that flows through their bond has Buck believing him. Combined with the omega's heightened emotions and hormones, Buck couldn't imagine holding any of it against the alpha. Not really.

“I know,” Buck tells him, his own tone a little sad. It's sad, because this whole situation could have been avoided if they had just tried to talk. And he thinks Eddie must feel the same way at the way the alpha’s hand shifts from rubbing the omega's swollen belly to pulling Buck closer to him. And Buck goes willing shifting until his back is flush against the alpha's chest. The alpha protectively curled around him.

“I love you, you know that right? More than anything in the world,” Eddie says.

“Except Christopher,” Buck corrects.

“I love him and this little one,” Eddie states, his hand gently pressing against the swell of the unborn pup. “But that's a different kind of love,” the alpha insists.

The omega swoons a bit at that. He had spent the last few weeks terrified of Eddie rejecting not just him but the pup as well. The relief that Eddie still loved him and wanted him, but that he wanted their pup too was amazing. That the alpha was happy to not just claim the pup as his but say he already loved them. It was like having a large weight removed from the omega's shoulders. That fear had been like an albatross around his neck. And Eddie must feel it all through the bond because, again, Eddie holds him tighter. The alpha’s lips press against the skin behind the omega's ear.

“I'm here now. Not going anywhere.”

The alpha holds the omega as he cries but it doesn't last long. Because Buck is still exhausted and Eddie is warm. The omega is more comfortable and feels better than he has in weeks, maybe months. Buck falls asleep sheltered in his mate's arms.

The alpha tenses as the door opens. The former army medic might hate having his back to the door but the alpha was protectively curled around his pregnant mate. That was way more important than his own comfort.

“Well, don't you two look cozy,” the nurse, a lovely middle aged omega, says as she comes in.

“He woke up for a bit, but fell back asleep,” Eddie tells her as she goes to check the machines. The alpha goes to move to get up so she can check Buck’s vitals but she waves him off.

“You're fine,” she smiles. “The closer you stay the quicker the bond can help him feel better.” She gently checks Buck's pulse and nods.

“I’ll let the doctor know he was awake for a bit,” she says before leaving. Once she is gone he looks over at the clock. It early, but not too early that his pack would be mad at him texting them. As much as he hates the idea of moving from his comfortable spot, he needs his phone which is charging on the table next to the bed. Eddie gets up, stretching as he does. Buck whines in his sleep at the loss and rolls over as if to chase the alpha's fading warmth. It makes the alpha’s heart flutter. He quickly grabs his phone and returns to the bed. Buck now curled into his side with his face tucked in the alpha's neck. Eddie's inner alpha was happier than it had been since the pair bonded at the feel of the omega's bump against his side. And the feeling was heady. The alpha just wants to sit there and bask in the feeling of home that came from watching his vulnerable and trusting mate sleeping in his arms. But he knows he has a number of unanswered messages to deal with. So he silently, and slowly only having one hand to type with, lets Maddie, Carla, and the team know that Buck was doing better. He had woken up for a bit, but was resting now.

They had a lot they needed to sort out, but they would do it together. Lawsuit be damned. His mate and their family was now Eddie's primary focus. And he wasn't willingly going anywhere any time soon. Not unless Buck wanted him to. Even then the alpha wouldn't like it. He loved Buck too much to walk away now. He loved the family they had made. He was sure the others would understand.

When he was done with the messages he settled back down beside his mate and closed his eyes. He would dream of the life they were only just starting as a family, as a pack.

#tw: anger #tw: neglect #tw: abandonment #tw: hospitals #tw: hospitalization #tw: fear #tw: fear of miscarriage #tw: anxiety #tw: guilt #tw: physical violence #he gets slapped #abo buddie #tw: swearing #tw: mpreg #tw: pregnancy #tw: high risk pregnancy #don't like it don't read it #buddie fic #omega evan buckley #alpha eddie diaz #i apologize in advance but this will probably be the last i post for the week #i will still be working on stuff but i now realize that the strike calls for not publishing other content so that we flood the feeds #so thank you and check out my personal for info on the strike #alpha beta omega fic #alpha omega pairing #didn't know the term a b o was offensive my apologies I'm trying to update and fix it

[thyandrawrites]

about the "Enji's atonement isn't genuine because he only changes after he becomes number one and not at literally any other point" thing..

I've seen a similar argument were some people will blame Touya for still wanting his dad's attention after the Shouto incident and Ray's hospitalisation. And that supposedly "proves" he didn't care about them!! (though this is probably just a result of hori fucking up the timeline of which incident happened first)

I'm not good with putting my feelings into words, I just know that I get a vague feeling of "the first one is right" and "the second is wrong" but I can't explain it beyond "Touya was a child"

So I wanted to see what your opinion is..

I don't think we can compare those two situations, because the circumstances are completely different. 

Enji turns to family to soothe his wounded pride and his guilt, and thus to find a way out from the consequences of his actions. It's a selfish deflection from his responsibilities as a father and a husband, and it's ultimately catered towards making himself feel better. But the fact that he feels guilt tells he's aware that he wasn't acting in their best interest; he's aware that he made his family suffer for his egotistical ambitions. Yet, he, an adult man fully in control of his actions, abused them with intent and purpose for years, knowing it was wrong and doing it anyway, because their well-being came second to fulfilling his ambitions. Separating Shouto from his siblings wasn't an oopsie, it was a deliberate decision to isolate him from the jealousy of his siblings (mainly Touya's). Locking Rei away in a mental hospital wasn't an involuntary action; he signed papers, so it was a choice, and he even tells us on screen that he did it because his wife "damaged" his masterpiece. Heck, Enji even knew that having more children after Fuyumi would crush Touya (and Rei reminded him of it too) but he went with it anyway. No one made Endvr abuse his family for years—it was always Enji choosing to put his ambitions over anything else, even when he knew he should've stopped a long time ago. 

How is that different from Touya? 

Well, for one Touya was born into a dysfunctional family, and had no other choice but to live with the circumstances he was saddled with. He did not choose to be the heir of Enji's ambitions, nor did he choose to be brainwashed from birth into having no sense of self outside of the "worthiness" he could glean from having a strong and "suitable" quirk. 

So, for one, saying that he didn't care about his family because he shows signs of dysfunctional relationships with them is an empty statement at best and a malicious misreading at worst. The entire Todoroki family is dysfunctional. Touya is not more responsible than anyone else simply because he abides by the broken dynamics and established patterns of behavior he sees in the house. It doesn't make sense to single him out like that unless someone is trying to attribute more faults on him alone and thus paint him as more callous than the others, which imho is just plain character bashing. The fact that Touya cares about family (and I'm saying family, not just Enji) is proven by chapter 350. When he wakes up from a three year long coma, his first thought is to go back home and apologize to everyone for the way they separated on bad terms. If he didn't care about them, he wouldn't be thinking of straightening things out. He wouldn't care about how much they must've been worrying for him in his absence. He would simply move forward and leave them behind. But he doesn't. 

Secondly, the argument that Shouto's accident should've changed Touya's opinion of Enji imho is rooted in a misunderstanding of Touya's character. A lot of people seem to forget that Touya always had a love/hate relationship with his dad, and that the feelings he had towards the man were often contradictory, layered and complex. He was aware that Enji considered him a failure and avoided him, and he still made excuses ("he must've been busy") for him whenever Enji didn't show up. He lamented to Natsuo that Enji selfishly made "all these children he doesn't need" while also spending countless days training alone and collecting scars to earn the man's love. He blamed Enji and Rei for staging his birth to have a perfect chimera child to beat All Might, and still wanted to be that child who would crown his father's ambitions. 

So. Considering how Touya knows his family is messed up, and how pain became such an everyday aspect of that fucked up reality for him that he's carefree in inflicting pain on himself to earn love… all in all, I don't see why anyone expects Touya to be the pinnacle of healthy and conflict-free relationships. It's almost like the fact that he was a traumatized teenager dealing with strong emotions he never learned to properly regulate goes completely over people's heads. 

#Ali replies #Bnha #My post #Todoroki touya

[ilovescarletwitch]

Anakin's Tusken Massacre

I just completely reject that part of the plot. Because it's insanely racist, misogynistic and out of character and counterproductive to the plot and character development.

First, the Tuskens. They are supposedly the native species of Tatooine, have suffered because of the settlers and because of their suffering and their own harsh culture they lash out at every settler, even those who don't deserve it. So far, so good. If Shmi was killed during a raid to the farm for water they feel the settlers steal, the story would make sense.

But they don't. They just find her out gathering mushrooms and kidnap her. Why? Why not just kill her and try to raid the farm for medical supplies, food, water? Shmi probably had very little things of use on her and those could be taken off her dead body. If they wanted to intimidate the farmers, to remind them they were there and willing to keep killing them until none was left, Shmi 's corpse would work better than kidnapping her.

Moreover, let's say a small group of them kidnaps Shmi and takes her back to the village so they can satisfy their sadism by torturing her. Why did the rest of the tribe allow it? Even among harsh societies, they are still people that will protest someone else's mistreatment. Especially after thirty or so angry farmers gathered to get her back. Yes, the Tuskens won but even fighting was against their best interests. It meant they still risked their own people dying, valuable supplies destroyed during the fight and after it was all over they would possibly have to expend medical supplies to treat their wounded. Why not use Shmi as a bargaining chip against the farmers, to try to get asupplies, food, water, anything of value the farmers could get more easily than the Tuskens could?

Lastly, it makes no sense that they kept Shmi alive for so long. They had her for weeks. Which means that they must have given her food and water and even treated some of her wound for her to last that long. Why would they do that? So they could keep torturing her? Hadn't the novelty worn off after the first couple of days? They weren't using her as a work slave for all the jobs they didn't want to do themselves either, or she would have been kept in a far better state. Even if a small group of Tuskens wanted to keep her as a convenient outlet for their own violence, I see little reason everyone else would allow it and spend their limited resources on her, especially after they were already made the targets of an attack by the farmers. They would just dump her body and move on.

Essentially the subplot is, those native savages are a danger to struggling farmers and will absolutely kidnap women and torture and abuse them for fun, but it's wrong to kill all of them and their families because we are the Civilised White People. Further carried across by the white man, the son of the white woman they kidnapped and tortured for no reason, killing them all and then feeling bad about it and the other white woman telling him that he had no choice.

The Tuskens were made to act against their own best interests by the story and we are all just supposed to accept that of course they would act like this, nothing unusual about those savages kidnapping a woman and torturing her for fun.

Then, Padme. Why wouldn't she tell anyone? Let's say that Anakin had an honest psychotic breakdown, wasn't in control of himself etc. The best thing for Anakin would be to get help. She wanted to protect him, but let's be real. It's highly unlikely the Republic would ever care about a group of Tuskens. It was out of Republic borders, ,the Tuskens were notorious for being violent and xenophobic and either way the Republic had a bad track record of treating decently those different than them and had ignored worse crimes on Tatooine for longer. The Jedi didn't as of yet have the authority to imprison anyone, Anakin's resignation and Padme's power should be enough to protect him. Padme should have urged Anakin to check himself in the space equivalent of a psychiatric clinic. At the very least, advice him against continuing to wield a lightsaber and go to the battlefield where his mental health would deteriorate further.

Shmi herself. The prequels have to include her death. She is a narrative device, the force pushing her son to firm his resolve that he will stop people he loves from dying. But there is some glaring misogyny in having one of the two female characters in the prequels randomly kidnapped and tortured to death just to cause the male character pain.

The plot. What was the point of that scene, why was it even included? Yes, Shmi needed to die. It's the prequels, the outcome is already written in stone. Anakin needs to develop an obsession with stopping people from dying. But this subplot just throws a wrench into the storytelling. Because t is never mentioned again. Anakin kills everyone, innocent along with the guilty and then goes along and remains a hero and a good guy for three years. His crime, his guilt, it becomes irrelevant. His visions are only mentioned again when he starts having similar dreams about Padme but they make no reference to what Anakin did.

Anakin killing the Jedi children, right when he is about to become a father himself, is supposed to be the climax of the prequels. He is Fallen. Padme decides she can't follow him anymore. Obi-Wan hunts him,fights him and as a result of that Anakin loses everything. Padme, his children, his freedom, his health. He spends years trapped in what is essentially a torture device, bound to a monster who delights in his misery, trapped in a cycle of suffering and evil deeds. Anakin killing children in the past and remaining good and nothing changing, essentially cheapens the whole thing

Finally, Anakin's character development. Anakin was supposed to be a good person. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any good for Luke to appeal to. Darth Vader was terrible. He was complicit in the destruction of whole planets, he tortured prisoners, he killed his own officers. What was the point of having him commit atrocities as a literal teenager, except contradicting the OT trilogy where Luke says his father was once a good man? The OG movies had been out for literal decades by that point. Everyone knew that Anakin Skywalker would become Darth Vader and would do terrible things. It would be far more important to to show Anakin's potential fo compassion, for love , for good. To essentially make the audience forget Anakin would inevitably become Darth Vader and have everyone mourn his Fall as a great tragedy, a loss for good. Similar to Rogue One when we all knew they would die and yet people still cried about it or were at the edge of their seats waiting for a miraculous last minute rescue.

#star wars meta #anakin skywalker

[kitkatopinions]

I think that V9 really just made me convinced that the friendship between Team RWBY is pretty out of obligation and that their friendships and relationships will not last with the possible exception of Ruby and Weiss. Like, the writers might continue on to make them 'bffs forever' with relationships we're supposed to think are perfect, but I really just think they barely even like each other.

Trigger warning for discussions of attempted suicide.

Ruby spends the entire volume going through a terrible depression and grieving over the loss of her friend and struggling with trauma and very clearly not okay, and meanwhile only one of her friends really seem to care and only when she's not distracted. Ruby then blows up that she doesn't want to be the leader anymore, doesn't want to be treated like she's perfect, doesn't want to be the one who provides answers, and basically admits that she feels like no one cares what she goes through. Then her friends don't do anything when a forty year old man screams in her face that she's responsible for all bad things, don't do anything but watch as she basically tries to kill herself after being tortured, don't care much after the fact, and then when she comes back, they all basically says she's perfect and would never be weak and announce they're still looking to her as a leader for all their answers.

Blake and Yang have never addressed any of their actual past issues and Blake became a completely different person and the doylist reason might be that the writers just changed her character but in universe it feels like she did that for Yang, but then in V9 Yang is pretty much just blowing off all of Blake's concerns while Blake tries to control Yang's temper for her by coaxing Yang like a mom with a toddler, they were forced into confessing their feelings for each other and what Yang said to Blake basically amounted to 'I think it's cute that you're a minority, also here's some incorrect things that indicate that I don't pay attention to you or your past as an abuse victim,' and then the little sister that Yang supposedly cares about killed herself after implying that Yang was ignoring her for Blake's sake.

As for Weiss's relationship with Blake and Yang, did they even talk outside of Weiss telling them that Ruby was going through too much and sharing eye-rolls about how exasperating the Ever After was? Weiss put way more work into her friendship with Jaune than them and basically acted like they were just her co-workers and she was Angela in the first season of the Office.

And you know what, let's include Jaune in this too, because despite the fact that Jaune was closer to Ruby than almost anyone for the majority of the show... This whole thing made me not believe in them as friends from here on in. Jaune screamed in her face victim blaming her for stuff that wasn't her fault while basically saying she has no right to feel anything bad, after Ruby dismissed the Paper Pleasers as imaginary, and Jaune is now young again but has spent like twenty years apart from her and it would only make sense for Jaune to care way more about a lot of different things and it seems like he has a lot of resentment towards her built up. And meanwhile, I have no choice but to think they're trying to set up White Knight but he's??? Forty in his head??? And also Weiss was one of the people dismissing him as an unreliable crazy person. Which Blake and Yang also did, and he'd barely talked to Blake and Yang EVER before falling into the Ever After, especially Blake. Their little group hug meant next to nothing when half of them had no real relationship anyway and if there's a romance between Jaune and Weiss I cannot and will not believe that it'd ever work out especially now that's he's like mentally twenty years older than her.

The reason why I think that Ruby and Weiss have a chance for their friendship to survive is because they both still act like they care and would be willing to admit when they've been wrong. I honest to god feel like if Ruby tried to sit Yang down and have a conversation about feeling like Yang's past actions hurt her, Yang would get defensive or just be like 'what are you talking about of course I love you' and then go on doing the same stuff she was doing in volume 9. Of course I don't think the writers are actually going to act like anything is wrong or that anyone in the team needs to change and adjust and especially not anyone but Ruby (who somehow managed to get partially thrown under the bus this season for the power couple and the fandom's best girl and best boy 🙄) But I really just feel like no matter how much longer they writers try to make us think they're close friends, I'm still gonna feel like a year down the road Yang and Ruby will have very little contact, Blake and Yang will have broken up, Jaune and Ruby will be fighting, Weiss will have fallen out with Yang and Blake, and Ruby and Blake will have an incredibly awkward 'let's hang out some time,' small talk infused conversation like once every two or three months, and that's it.

#rwde #tw; discussion of suicide #trigger warning; suicide #tw; suicide

[stabbyfoxandrew]

I know you're a voltron lover ny friend so which fox would be which paladin and why?

okay so i got this ask like as soon as i woke up and i was like HUH bc i forgot about last night :'))

after some consideration, of the monsters:

Kevin would be Shiro, Neil would be Keith, Nicky would be Lance, Andrew would be Hunk, and Aaron would be Pidge. (none of these assignments has anything to do with shipping purposes. like i'm not saying neil and nicky would be klance? i just wanna make that clear?)

Anyhow you can think otherwise, i don't mind! But to me, these just make sense.... I will explain myself below.

long, sort of insane ramble under the cut. you have been warned.

Kevin is the slightly older mentor to Neil (the shiro to neil's keith) who is very traumatized by his time with a Bunch of Evil Shits and has gray hair and had his hand (arm) ruined by the enemy! He learns and grows and tries to make his team the best it can be. He never wants to stop until the ravens (galra) are defeated! He's scared bc he's far from home but he's brave as hell anyway! Braver than he should have to be, he's just in his 20s. PLEASE GIVE THIS MAN A BREAK (and also he's separated from his bf. ik kevjean isn't canon but let me make this connection anyway bc they're canon to me)

Neil is the hotheaded asshole who actually sorta wants to be friends with people but has the social skills of a raccoon who was shoved into a trash can and shaken around for, oh, ten years or so. He looks up to Kevin, wants to be like him, but knows he could NEVER fill his shoes! And he doesn't want to! He wants to help Kevin, not be Kevin. (getting the quote wrong for sure but the 'one of us should make it and i want it to be you' kinda mindset is so keith? keith literally almost died to KEEP EVERYONE SAFE!!!! LIKE NEIL'S STUPID MARTYR ASS)

Nicky is the sweet, funny one who cares deeply about everyone and who gets the least consideration from the rest no matter how he tries? (the man willingly moved away from his family (ERIK) to take care of people who don't give a shit about him (supposedly), like lance who was taken from his family to fight to save the world? like... come on.) he's unapologetic about who he is and tries to get along with everyone, for the most part. but he has no problem biting back one someone starts smth. (ie. his beef with Seth and Allison) He is misunderstood, bc while he's outgoing and friendly he also has another side that's just straight-up Traumatized. Like... he's not all jokes. He's just hiding behind them.

Andrew is is strong and is largely a Protector. People misunderstand him because of things outside of his control, by this I mean Andrew is 'evil and crazy,' but it's because of the drugs that he's on bc he was fiercely protective of his cousin. He cares about his people and wants to protect them. (Like Hunk is rightly scared and Andrew acts apathetic, but they do care. That's the important part.) I'm not saying Andrew has a secret heart of gold and he's a Sweet Lil Cinnamon Roll or all the shit people used to say about Hunk (bc let's be honest, making the fat brown character into a uwu baby is rage inducing) but he cares. OH ALSO THEY BOTH HAVE A FEAR OF HEIGHTS!!!! (or hunk did at the beginning anyhow!) Also this is unrelated but I think Andrew would enjoy having a bayard. It could turn into lots of different knives? sign him up : )

Aaron is green. (i was gonna leave it at that to be funny but that would be mean to aaron) So... Aaron is Andrew's everyone's annoying sibling who's actually really smart but also is a dumbass at the same time. He's got ulterior motives to be there. (Aaron plays exy to get his education, Pidge is part of voltron to find her dad and brother.) And Aaron is going into the medical field which is science related, thusly... assigned green paladin by Moi.

Anyway, it just fits. I could probably go into even more detail but I'd rather be dead than discuss this show at length bc I'm not a really voltron fan. I love the characters and the first three seasons. that's where it stops for me. the rest of the show makes me wanna die. lol i couldn't even tell you what happens after s3. i've blocked it all of that shit from my memory. :')

ahhh sorry for this novel. i just apparently had a lot of thoughts. i was gonna go and do the upperclassmen as well but... this is too long and they're not my Pookies so.

(ps: sorry this is so badly formatted. i didn't feel like making it look nice :'))

#yeah i've had a fandom blog for almost 8 years yes i hate even thinking about the show. we exist (lots of us do) #i was there in the trenches man... it was insane. #that being said. i wanna say thanks to this fandom for being a little less insane. <3 i actually have friends here and i love that : ) #and guys. don't send me voltron discourse. at all. i'm way too goddamn old to care about that. okie? #answered #sunriseabram #also this is unrebloggable and i will probably delete this later bc i know Someone is gonna have a problem with it bc... #well. both these fandoms suck at accepting other people's hcs and also reading comprehension :)

[acourtofthought]

Hi! Your blog is one of my favorites, so I look forward to your thoughts if you have time. I don’t have anyone else to spout off random thoughts about ACOTAR to.

I’ve been seeing a lot of anti-Lucien content from fans that appear to be mostly Elain/Azriel supporters. I know all of the characters are flawed, but to paint Lucien as malicious or a super bad person really puzzles me. He’s made mistakes, but he’s been one of the characters that actually changes for the better when they realize they’ve made a mistake (like his early views on humans vs. living with them now). It’s like they give Azriel all of the charismatic Lucien traits to build him up when canonically Azriel has done a lot of f’d up things (both for his court and separately). I guess it’s because we know so little about Azriel and fans “fill in the blanks” with his personality and he’s a mysterious, hot bat boy. I do think Azriel can be interesting in his own right, but if Elain supporters want a charismatic, thoughtful, and sweet love interest — he’s right there!

Good Morning!!! I have also noticed an uptick in the anti-Lucien content as of late and it really does seem to stem from a desire to discredit him as a possible love interest for Elain. But there's such a blatant twisting of his character to fit their narrative that it's 50% frustrating and 50% hysterical because it's so obvious why they're doing it as well as the fact that their interpretations are so clearly wrong especially because they can't seem to keep their story straight. Either he's screaming at Elain and demanding her attention or he doesn't care enough about her because he's kept his distance. Either he's not acting like a mate because he didn't go feral enough over her or he's too possessive because (insert whatever argument they like to use). He supposedly yelled that they were mates though it's canon he "whispered" and had classic symptoms of shock while doing it. He's too weak to be with Elain because Feyre thinks that Cassian and Az would wipe him off the map while it's proven that all Lucien needs to do is speak a single word while sitting down and Cassian obeys his order. Anyone who doesn't have a vendetta against Lucien in order to further their ship is not blind to the information the author has told us. His ability to let go of past prejudices (like you said), where he once thought a certain way about humans and now he's befriended them and is helping them get back on their feet after the war (that's called growth which we've yet to see from Az). His apologizing to Feyre for failing her (even though it wasn't all that necessary since he too was a victim at the hands of Tamlin and had his own massive trauma's that make it understandable why he couldn't put everything aside for Feyre 100% of the time). His reformed ways and how even though he's never recovered from the emotional loss of Jesminda, he had casual liaisons which he immediately stopped once he learned of having a mate (showing he respects the bond and can be loyal). His ability to control his temper even when something as strong as the bond is trying to force his hand. His ability to not seek to harm others even if they had it coming (*Beron). The way he thinks carefully on what he wants to say. The fact that he takes care in his appearance, same as Elain. The fact that he's so at ease in nature, same as Elain. The fact that he's social and friendly with everyone, male and female alike, same as Elain. I think their problem stems from the fact that it's really difficult to dispute that if the bond had never come into play and Elucien had both been single when they met, they'd find it difficult not to really like one another. Cruelty bothers Elain and Lucien doesn't fight unless someone is attacking him. They both like balls and parties. They have a similar sense of humor and even make the same jokes. They are open with their affection and praise. They both enjoy the outdoors. But since SJM isn't a love at first sight author, she created some pretty major obstacles for them to overcome so the second the bond snapped they didn't go running into one another's' arms but their obstacles are no greater than what Feyre went through to get to Rhys and what Nesta went through to end up with Cassian. And anyone that completely ignores who Elain and Lucien are as individuals and how much they actually have in common is only doing that because of the danger it presents to their ship.

#elucien #pro elucien

[piedpiperart]

Marked for Death pt 14

Chapter 13

Tim was disappointed but not surprised that he didn’t see Dick or Bruce the next day. Supposedly, Jason didn’t want Tim around them just yet, but especially not because Jason insisted on an actual doctor's appointment. Which was why Tim was sullenly dragged along to sit patiently on the crinkly examination chair. 

The toddler couldn’t actually remember the last time his parents had taken him to the hospital. Surely he’d had all his vaccinations, but since Tim couldn’t actually remember and Jason was under the assumption that Tim had been living on the streets, Tim had gotten no less than eight shots. It was no wonder that he was grumpy. On top of that, Tim had to act like a child his age. 

To lessen the interactions he had, Tim stuck with pretending to be a shy kid. Jason seemed amused at Tim’s grouchiness, but obligingly carried him around most of the day. They took blood tests, gave him shots, checked out his foot wound, and whatever else Tim didn’t bother paying attention to. Jason however, was very much invested in what the doctors had to say. He even took a few notes on his phone and collected a few pamphlets. Tim, thoroughly bored, settled against Jason’s side and tried to take a nap. He was pleasantly surprised when he was scooped into Jason’s arms and burrowed into his jacket. 

He’d almost fallen completely asleep when he felt Jason tense. Tim frowned turning with one eye peeked open. Jason was reading a printout, and Tim almost went back to sleep until he noticed that it was a list of Tim’s allergies from the blood test. Tim was pretty sure he didn’t have any. According to the chart, Tim had been wrong in his assumption. 

Tim squinted, trying to make the words severe walnut allergy process in his brain. He couldn’t remember ever eating a walnut, and now that Tim thought about it, that was probably a good thing. Tim wondered what symptoms he’d have when it was so severe, but figured he wouldn’t need to find out if he never ate a walnut. 

Thinking back, he didn’t think his parents had ever tested him for allergies. Which seemed strange in the face of his current predicament. Tim had usually only ever gone to the hospital if something was very, very wrong, but that had only happened once. Tim had climbed a tree in the backyard when he was seven, and had to wait until he’d gone to school to get the nurse to look at it. His parents were out of the country again, but the school took him to the hospital to get it taken care of. 

Jack and Janet had been furious with him that they had to get the housekeeper to come and pick him up. They’d told him so over a very aggressive phone call, but hadn’t come home for a few more months. When they arrived back in Gotham, Tim’s wrist had already healed and his parents hadn’t brought it up. 

Which was why Tim was so confused about Jason’s behavior. Sure, Tim might be allergic to walnuts or a bit malnourished or small for his age, but Jason seemed more worried about it than Tim was. The man asked the doctor about diet plans and activities and what sounded like parenting advice to Tim. It was weird, and Tim was starting to get the feeling that Jason actually cared if he was up to the standard height and weight for five year olds. He’d even bought Tim an epi-pen along with a million vitamin gummies, just in case Tim ever lost a fight with a walnut. 

It puzzled him. 

After the appointment, Tim was finally glad to be out of the hospital. “What do you say we go out for lunch?” Jason asked, and Tim agreed. 

“I’ve never had a walnut before,”Tim muttered.”I don’t think I’ve even seen a walnut before.”

“And hopefully, you never will,”Jason replied wryly. “But just in case I got you an epipen for home, and an epipen to keep with you when you go to school.”

Tim wrinkled his nose,”School? Really?”

“First grade for you starts in a month, kiddo. You’re going,”Jason said,”Socialization is important for kids your age.”

“I have you to hang out with,”Tim grumbled. “I don’t need to socialize with… kids.”

Jason snorted. “You are also a kid, Conan. And you should have more people to hang out with than me.”

Conan frowned, but drank his lemonade in silence. Moments later the server came and dropped off their order. Tim got chicken tenders and Jason a BLT, both with fries. Tim busied himself with dipping his tenders in ranch while he thought about Jaosn’s plans. 

“What do you think about movie night tonight?” Jason asked, and while Tim wouldn’t mind watching a movie, they both had better things to be doing with their time. 

“What about the case?” Tim asked, frowning. He took a bite of his tenders, missing the way Jason frowned. 

“The case can wait, kiddo,”Jason said patiently.”You’ve been working on it nonstop, and I have my guys keeping an eye on the campus for the guy, and there’s nothing else pressing to do.”

Tim made a face, and Jason added,”I’ll be on patrol later, but we can afford to take breaks sometimes, kiddo.”

“I guess,”Tim grumbled. He’d had movie nights with Kon, Bart and Cassie before when they’d marathoned Wendy the Werewolf Stalker, or Star Trek and Star Wars with Ives. After becoming Robin though, Tim couldn’t remember the last time he’d let himself relax unless it was around the Titans. 

Tim’s agreement seemed to brighten Jason’s outlook, and he grinned,”Great! You can get right back to it tomorrow, but today you’re gonna relax, kiddo.”

“Fine,”Tim sighed dramatically, but he couldn’t help the small smile on his face. 

They ended up on the couch, snuggled together with a mountain of blankets and the frog stuffed animal they lovingly called Kermit. Which is why they were watching some muppet movie they both had never heard of before. Jason was happy for the time to relax after what happened yesterday. 

Dick breaking in had admittedly scared Jason, over the fact that Conan had been scared that someone had broken in. It was as much for Conan’s comfort as it was Jason’s to have a relaxing night in. Now he could finally calm down with Conan tucked into his side, drifting off to sleep the more Jason ran his fingers through his hair. 

He’d figured out early on that Conan was touch-starved, and after the days went by, Jason had slowly but surely gotten Conan more used to physical touch the more he started trusting the older teen. The way Conan leaned his head into Jason’s hand both warmed his heart and made it ache for the kid. 

Conan startled out of his doze at the sound of the phone ringing, and Jason wanted to sigh. Instead, he just rubbed Conan’s shoulder. “Go back to sleep, kiddo,”He soothed, and ran a hand over the kid’s messy hair. Conan made a soft sound and snuggled back into Jason’s side. The way his face smooshed made Jason want to coo, but he had a phone to answer. 

Jason had a feeling who was calling, and fought back a grimace. “Dick,”He answered dryly. 

“Hey, I was just checking in,”Dick said, managing to sound both worried and cheerful at the same time. “You weren’t on patrol tonight and I know you wanted space but I was worried something might be up with, with your kid and I’m sorry again for breaking in and scaring him the other day- but I just want you to know that if you ever need anything-” Dick’s voice broke a little there, and Jason put an end to the painful stammering. 

“Dick, breathe for a sec,”Jason said calmly, and quietly, since his toddler was still sleeping next to him. “Conan and I are staying in tonight, watching a movie. Everything’s fine. You can tell Bruce our deal is still on.”

There was a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, and something that sounded like the metal of a fire escape,”That’s good. I mean, I didn’t call ‘cause of the deal, I called because I was worried about you. I mean, I wasn’t there for you b-before, but I want to be there for you now. I’m, I’m sorry, Jay.”

Jason stiffly ignored the feelings growing inside his chest, when he responded. “Dick. You better not be outside my apartment.”

There was a beat of silence. “You guys look adorable with that stuffed frog,”Dick pouted, and Jason sighed. 

“Dick, go home,”He groaned. “Conan’s sleeping, and I will shoot you if you wake him up.” 

Jason wanted to face palm at his next words, but they were out of his mouth before he could think,”Maybe you can join us for the next movie night.”

“Really?” Dick almost gasped, and Jason could picture that hopeful puppy dog expression he likely had on. “I will- I’d love to! Little Wing-”

“Great,”Jason cut him off, feeling like there’s been too much emotion for one day.”I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Stop watching me through my windows and go home. Good night.”

Before Dick could respond, Jason hung up. He heard a brief happy tap against the window before the distinct sound of a grapple and held back a groan. Instead he shifted slightly, taking a look at the kid in his lap. He was still scrunched up against Jason’s shirt, holding on in a loose grip with one tiny hand. Jason smiled, brushing the kid’s hair out of his face. 

Conan did need a haircut, Jason thought. There were a lot of things he could list that the kid needed, though, which scared him a little. It was overwhelming for Jason, a little bit, to be in charge of a whole child. Conan needed a haircut, school, doctors appointments, dentist, and Jason couldn’t even remember if he forgot anything. Kids needed so much, and Jason wanted to be a good… parent. The thought of being a parent both scared him and filled him with joy. He wanted to be there for Conan. But he couldn’t help but wonder if the best place for Conan was with him. 

Either way, he was going to try his best. School seemed to start so soon, and Jason wanted to be prepared. His kid was brilliant, but his grades weren’t what worried Jason. Conan never seemed to want to interact with other people, and based on what Jason knew about kids and those parenting sites he’d read, socialization was very important. Especially at Conan’s age. 

Jason also didn’t want Conan to become too attached to working on cases. Conan barely agreed to leave the house as it was, he didn’t want him to be so isolated. Even if the kid would get upset, Jason would get the kid outside to make some friends. Begrudgingly, he thought maybe Dick might be a good option to get the kid more active. If anything, he’d definitely be a future babysitter for the toddler. 

Bruce though, not so much. At least, not yet. Maybe not ever. 

Jason sighed, pulling a blanket further over his kid and Kermit. The night before, he and Bruce had made a deal. As long as Batman stayed out of Crime Alley, they’d work together to find Robin. It surprised Jason, when Bruce didn’t mention anything about Jason killing people. He clearly wasn’t happy with it, but Jason could admit that it felt nice that Bruce was… trying, at least. 

The hard part was less working with Bruce though, but finding Robin. The case had gone cold long before any of them realized Timothy Drake was missing. The last person who had seen him was a classmate in the Narrows. Tim had walked home alone, but there was no evidence showing that he ever made it. 

There was a large stretch of area Tim could have gone missing in, and the day of his disappearance could only be narrowed down to a stretch of four days based on the last time someone saw him on friday to monday, when the school marked Tim absent. It was a difficult case, and neither Jason nor Bruce could find anything to help narrow the search down. 

The only thing they knew for sure was that Tim was taken as a civilian. That of course didn’t count for someone who might’ve known Tim’s identity, but their working theory was a possible ransom. Tim’s parent’s hadn’t yet noticed their son was missing yet, from what Jason and Bruce could tell. Part of Jason wanted to leave them in the dark, but Bruce compromised with waiting another week before calling them about it. 

For now, Tim hadn’t been reported missing, for two weeks since the last time anyone saw him. It frustrated Jason when they couldn’t figure out a way to proceed with the case. He thought that maybe Conan might be able to find something, but he hadn’t asked. 

Jason didn’t want Conan to be any more involved in the night life than he already was, so Jason was trying to keep him out of it. If the teen was being honest, he had been trying to slowly decrease Conan’s involvement with cases over the week. Hopefully he’d get better acclimated to a normal kid life, and Jason wouldn’t have to worry about him so much.

No, Jason will find Tim without involving any more kids. Bruce was the so-called world’s best detective, and Jason was Gotham’s newest crime lord. If they couldn’t find Robin, no one could.

Chapter 15

#Marked for Death #mfd #tim drake #robin #tim is conan #jason todd

[walks-the-ages]

So here's some food for thought, when it comes to the S4 finale:

You know how Adrien acted towards Felix in the finale?

You know how he narrows his eyes and glares?

You know how he treats him like shit and is rude and outright hostile to him?

You know how we were all sitting here wondering "okay, he clearly knows that's Felix, so why doesn't he say anything to Ladybug to warn her that she gave the Miraculous to the wrong person? Adrien's smart....in theory. So why isn't he pointing out that Felix is not who she thought he was? Why isn't he saying he saw Felix arrive at the train station earlier that day? Or saying he passed the Agreste mansion and saw Adrien and Felix together? Why isn't he doing literally anything about Felix? He's clearly pissed off about it."

But nope.

S5 E1 has to swoop in and completely obliterate that single small alibi that Adrien (barely) had for his behavior in the finale: because "Evolution" reveals that Adrien apparently didn't realize that Flairmiddable was Felix.

So please, everyone go back and rewatch Adrien's interactions with Felix while they're both suited up*-- watch just how shittily Adrien treats Felix. watch just how shittily Chat Noir treats Flairmiddable.

(*pm me if you need a link)

And now, rewatch it again and realize that Adrien doesn't know that is Felix.

All Adrien knows is that there's another New Hero on the team, and this new hero has committed the crime of not only existing, but exchanging fist bumps with Ladybug after defeating one of the villains.

You know, something that Ladybug does with literally every single one of the heroes.

This is not, and never has been a "chat Noir exclusive action". This is a friendly gesture of celebration after defeating a Supervillain and saving the city that she does with everyone.

Even when all of the other temporary heroes are gathered on a roof, Adrien can't help but sulk off to the side out of sight, refusing to share the same rooftop with the other heroes unless Ladybug is there--

There to attempt to get Adrien to "play nice", literally going out of her way to introduce them on friendly terms try to make sure they're both friendly and know that she cares for both of them...

And then he still treats Felix like absolute shit throughout the episode.

He still treats the temporary heroes like crap despite knowing many of them are literally his "friends":

He knows that Alya is Rena Rouge.

He knows that Carapace is Nino, his "best friend" (that he doesn't actually give two shits about, as we've seen time and time again)

he knows that Pigella is Rose,

he knows that Kagami is the dragon hero; his ex girlfriend, that you think he would maybe care about but he doesn't give a fuck about.

he knows that Juleka is Purple Tigress

He knows that most of these heroes are people he calls friends, people he, supposedly, cares about...

But he still treats them the way he does, which is like shit; both when they're strangers, and even more egregiously, when he explicitly knows that they are his friends! People he claims to care about!

#Adrien salt #ml #Miraculous Ladybug #Adrien Agreste #Chat Noir #Chat Noir Salt #Risk #Strikeback #felix graham de vanily #Flairmiddable

[milqueskin]

"Some" Tarantula Crew Headcanons

GENERAL

ROOM-SHARING SETUP

Lillian, Mary, Talapio, and later Auburn

Boar, Dr. Mort (although he spends most nights working in his office), and later Thade

Schot and Percy

Conea sleeps in the water

HEIGHTS

BOAR IS HUGE. The wiki says that if he was a puppet in the show, he would have been almost as tall as Janice, which would make him, like, twice as tall as the other puppet characters?? So I headcanon him to be like, over 7 feet tall. A literal giant. Why not?

Everyone else on the crew is also fairly tall. Thade is quite tall (but by a normal amount, not tall like Boar), and Lillian and Schot are a few inches shorter than him.

Red Mary isn't short by typical standards (she's like... 5'4" I guess?) but seems short compared to the rest of the crew.

Dr. Mort is SMALL. He's shorter than Mary and just barely taller than Percy (but he's catching up to him!)

Percy is at a normal 12-year-old boy height. Auburn is a little shorter.

Conea is also probably 7 feet tall, but that's average for a merman.

Disclaimer: I'm bad at visualizing height, so if this is confusing... that's why

LILLIAN

Strong sense of justice and what's right.

Has a code about paying back debts. Like, the only reason she let Mary join the crew was because she (supposedly) saved them once. This is also why she lets Dr. Mort stay even though people have tried to get him fired (he's saved their lives multiple times and she thinks it would be wrong).

Her reason for becoming a pirate was pretty silly and not thought through (teenage/young adult rebellion), but it worked out for her.

I imagine her to be very tan and have lots of freckles.

Feral.

Follows her gut rather than common sense sometimes.

THADE

Talks a lot. Constantly asks questions. Annoys people.

He’s normally quiet and shy but talkative towards people he knows well.

Manic pixie dream boy! He and Lillian are manic pixie dream people to each other.

Is Percy’s cool older brother/cool young uncle figure

He's the scout of the crew.

(There are other parallels between him and Percy as well)

Was a tailor (or tanner? I'm not sure) before he joined the crew.

RED MARY

She's the first mate.

She hides the full extent of her powers from the crew.

Her normal-power-level magic causes her to generate fire in the air (like that Dragon Ball fireball thing), but her super powerful magic actually causes fire to come out of her skin.

(CW for really severe burns) Her hands and arms are badly burned because of it, and she's missing fingernails and some parts of her fingers.

And in the future (like when the show of Candle Cove takes place), her hands and forearms (plus some other parts of her body) are just bones. Like she burned all her flesh off. (CW over)

Either she is able to ignore pain, or she got Mort to do brain surgery on her so she no longer felt pain.

She’s both smart and calculating but also prone to following her impulses.

She doesn't have any complicated motivation for being evil, I don't think. She just likes to burn and kill and destroy for fun. Like a child burning ants with a magnifying glass.

My voice headcanon for her is Amanda Palmer.

PERCY

Lillian assigned him the duty of teaching Thade about how Candle Cove works (because everyone else are adults and have things to get done) and they’re close because of it.

Reckless. Needs to be supervised. Causes Schot so much anxiety.

Stands up for himself. Would get into arguments with grown adults.

Kind of a little shit, honestly–

Loves and relies on the crew more than he’d like to admit.

BOAR

Sometimes frightens people due to his absurd height but is very soft and kind.

His relationship to Lillian is that they were friends (like found-family siblings, basically), and he took care of her after her parents disowned her.

If you meet him, he's your friend. You don't have a choice.

There's a running gag of him acting more fatherly towards Percy than Schot. Like, Schot would swear, and Boar would gasp and cover Percy's ears. Things like that.

The story of how he got his nickname is embarrassing and he gets flustered if people bring it up.

Used to be a whaler before he became a pirate.

SCHOT

Everyone else is sort of suspicious of Red Mary, but Schot is the only one who seriously distrusts her. He's spoken to Lillian about it, but she thinks that it's just his hypervigilance/past trauma causing him to see proof that isn't there.

He was imprisoned by the NPHC once but (barely) escaped. The scars over his eyes are from the Earl of Wax and his Freddy Krueger torture glove.

He's blind in one eye (caused by Earl torturing him).

Doesn't really enjoy being a pirate. He's sick of all the violence and danger and just wants to settle down and live safely with Percy.

The only reason he's with the crew is because the navy is after him and he knows he can't live anywhere in Candle Cove without them eventually finding him again.

His dolphin necklace used to belong to his wife.

CONEA

I feel bad for him because he stays in the water and can't come on deck and interact with the crew.

He probably doesn't mind though. He seems like a loner/introvert.

Used to be part of the Amantis military and developed explosives for war. He regrets this.

Was outcast from Amantis for rebelling against the government and whatever wars they were fighting.

Secretive about his past

I am compelled by the idea of him having, like, mechanical legs? And being able to walk around the ship and interact with people, but I don't know. I think him staying in the water the whole time could be compelling too if it's done well.

DR. MORT

Acts aloof, like he's just an employee of the crew and not actually part of the crew/"family".

Very… lowkey. People barely notice when he is or isn't around. Hides out in his office all the time unless there's a crew meeting or something.

Once the crew visited Banana Land to get fruits, and then they left, and then like 3 hours later, they realized Mort was gone and that they had left him there--

Soft voice. Pleasant smile. Actually has a sort of comforting presence if he's not operating on you.

He weighs about… 10 pounds? (he is just a large ragdoll) and has been blown/thrown off the deck of the ship more than once.

Do you know how stuffed animals that have been around for generations get skrunkly and pilly and sort of gross? That's kind of how he looks. (Look up "Too Much Love photo series" for examples of what I mean.)

Everyone there sort of dislikes (or is scared of) him, but he isn't bothered by it.

TALAPIO

She didn't have human-level intelligence until she got light magic. She was just a normal (but large) spider.

She was previously kept as a pet by a powerful light magician who gifted her their powers on their deathbed.

Her powers: being supernaturally smart, mind-reading, predicting the future, knowing things that are otherwise impossible to know, glowing.

Her role in the crew is a seer. Like, she finds hidden treasure and stuff like that.

The crew calls her Tilly for short.

She CAN communicate with people somehow even though she can’t talk. She writes or uses Morse code or something.

She either "left" when Mary joined the crew, like the wiki says (Mary knew that Talapio knew her true intentions and killed her before she could tell anyone), or Mary just threatened to kill her if she told anyone in order to keep her quiet.

AUBURN

Oh, you thought PERCY was a little shit?!!

I like the idea in the fandom of her being adopted. Like, Lillian just found her someplace. (I don't think Lillian would have a whole baby in such a dangerous environment.)

What if... she was a runaway?

Around 10 years old.

Lillian, Thade, Boar, and Schot are all her parents.

Took on personality traits from all the crew members.

She and Percy disliked each other at first but eventually became close siblings.

There are parallels between her and Janice. Like, with her being separated by her family and then being raised by a pirate crew. Janice reminds Percy of her in ways.

Has a strong sense of justice that Lillian taught her.

I'm on the fence if I want her to be the same character as Flaming Dragon from the Hogs Crew. Like, I think it would be compelling if she learns she has fire magic after having been traumatized by fire before. But I also like Flaming Dragon and want her to be her own character with no backstory I have to take into consideration.

#i have more but this would be the length of a book if i included them all #they're constantly stewing in my head #candle cove #tarantula crew #the tarantula crew #cc lillian #thade soben #pirate percy #red mary #cc boar #cc schot #cc conea #dr. mort #talapio #cc auburn #is it obvious which characters are my favorites?