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astrologiayadumu · 5 days

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Part two a)

As someone who went to a girl's high school, I’ve learned a lot about the personalities of different astrological signs/aspects so these are some of my observations :

1. 3H Mars - Riot grrlsss - I mean the people who are always ready to start a riot ( or strike as we call it in my country) at any minor inconvenience by the school. The rebellious types who never followed school rules. Also you can't do anything secretly, every action you take or anything you do is talked about.

2. 12H moons - always in some drama.Always has all the tea about everything and everyone in school.

3. 8H moons - Know a lot of secret things that go on that nobody knows about. They rarely tell tho, you have to be tight.

4. 10H/ 1H Mercury - known for their words/what they say. Good luck spilling secrets or being a gossiper with this one. Everyone will know what you said.

5. Jupiter in the 9H - deeply religious. Will always be involved in religious activities in school. Very strict and serious about their beliefs.

6. Scorpio risings tend to be really short.

7. Lilith in the 1H- Hottest in the room. makes other girls uncomfortable once they express their sexual side. Like twerking when music is being played( other people do the same but they don't receive the same reaction). The silent stares and judgment are extreme. It’s probably jealousy but people do a lot to shame them. Since its a girl's school, a lot of girls want to try you out. ( this needs its own post there is so much to say)

8. Taurus suns -least likely to like school food.

9.Aquarius Mars- social media influencers. Always up to date with trends. Also those people who everyone I the school knows and follows their socials.

10. Venus in the 5H - generous with their items more than most.

11. Leo suns carry themselves like royalty. It's funny sometimes when no one takes them seriously💀 Very big personalities can be too much sometimes. They’re very regal tho in their demeanor. Most likely to join the school pageant (and win)

12. Moon in the 2H - make having money their entire personality. Will tend to respect people according to how rich their family is like a religion. Never broke tho.

13. Lilith in the 10H/6H - everyone wants you but can't have you unless you want them first.

14. Lots of Leo energy, like being a. Leo rising, Leo degrees, - extreme attention seeking. Oh you will not have peace until you give them your attentions.

15. Pisces suns are too scared to live without any form of religion or spiritual belief. They are very indifferent to irreligious people. They pray before doing anything.

16. Best dancers- Gemini mars and Sagittarius mars.

17. Capricorn moons are so focused on their life goals. Will never waste time on something that’s not beneficial to them. Like if everyone is doing something just to pass the time or out of idleness they'd rather read or do something constructive. Their parents are so strict about their grades.

18. Sun conjunct Lilith- I’m sorry you just can't do anything shady and get away with it. Everybody talks and points out your sins. They never let them slide. Tends to be the outcasts in their classes. (not social class) You also can't participate in drama or beef like everyone else when it blows over you're the only one who will be crucified. Very rebellious energy tho, rubs teachers the wrong way. People fell its easiest to pick on you the most because everyone naturally doesn't like you. ( I'm not trying to be mean, sorry)

19. Mars in the 5H - like to fight. Not someone people like to provoke always 2 seconds from throwing a punch.

20. Mars in the 2H - eat a lot. We used to share food communally and you guys were a problem to your table members.

21. Lilith in the 2H - people feel like they deserve your possessions. Like someone would borrow money from you and feel offended if you ask for it back. Or if they want something instead of getting it themselves would feel obliged to take yours instead. On the bright side, people give you things easily, and people who don't have the same luck as you may try to make you feel guilty.

22. Mars in the 7H/Libra Mars- love coming in between two people who get along and causing disharmony. It stems from jealousy tho because they can't seem to get along with anyone without constant conflict. The literal definition of ‘I hate peace I want problems always’

23. Mars in the 12H- you're secretly the bad guy in people subconscious. I don't mean to be harsh but you secretly piss people off. Also you're constantly thinking of hurting others( i won't generalize tho) Sign and degree matters. I think it is some sort of karma.

24. Lilith in the 4H - have a bad relationship to their boobs but they're still very sexualized and considered attractive by others.

#astrology #astro observations #venus #aquarius #leo sun #capricorn #lilith #5h

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youneedsomeprompts · 6 months

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~ IT'S FATE, RIGHT? ~ ARRANGED MARRIAGE PROMPTS

requested by: various anons requests: see full requests at the end of the post

Feel free to use and reblog!

Part 1 (kinda): 10 marriage of convenience prompts

Setting/action:

#1 - freaking out briefly every morning when they realise they're sharing the house with their newlywed spouse #2 - finding out new quirks of the other with great fascination #3 - trying to willingly make the other a part of their daily habits #4 - getting that strange feeling in their belly whenever they introduce the other as their "spouse" #5 - being awkward around each other because they don't know how polite or how casual they should be #6 - being nervous because how do you do the married thing? #7 - slowly but surely growing fond of the other #8 - getting used to the other's company and being completely thrown when they're suddenly in a situation on their own #9 - making time to have dates to get to know the other better because you should know your spouse, right? (there's absolutely nothing romantic about it, alright?) #10 - biting their tongue because somehow everything they say comes out as flirty and that's not who they are, right?

Dialogue:

#11 - "We have to be married, but we don't have to pretend we are that lovey-dovey newlyweds when we're clearly not." "I'm just trying to be nice." #12 - "You... look pretty." "Really? You never said that before." "Well, then certainly I was blind." #13 - "Wow, you're actually really fun to be around." "Well, and you really have to work on your compliment skills." #14 - "You don't know how glad I am that fate brought us together. This is much more pleasant than I had thought." #15 - "I think we're doing this pretty well. I am certainly glad to have you by my side while figuring out all this being married stuff." #16 - "Who would have thought we would end up like this?" #17 - "Thank you for being so patient with me." "How I see it, marriage isn't about intense feelings and going all in for one particular moment. It's about making a promise for the future and every day to come to stick it out together and be each other's backbone. What is marriage if not patience?" #18 - "May I ask you something? Why me? It's certainly not because you were madly in love with me. So, why me?" #19 - "We're the bestest of teams, aren't we? Unstoppable! The ultimate duo!" #20 - "Even though this was meant to be a rational affair and just a wise deal, you changed my life. Marrying you was both the best and the most nerve-racking thing I could've done."

(requests: hii i was thinking could you do like a newly arranged marriage thing and like action prompts and dialogue prompts where they haven't gotten too comfortable around the other yet but they're starting to like each other or something 😭 I hope I could explain it somewhat well; Hey could you do an arranged marriage prompt where they don't hate each other but are just nervous around each other ish; arranged marriage secret affection prompts?)

#arranged marriage prompts #arranged marriage au #writing prompts #prompt list #prompts #otp prompts #otp #fanfic prompts #romance prompts #romantic prompts #writing ideas #writing inspiration #writers on tumblr #writeblr #fluff prompts #setting prompts #dialogue prompts #20 prompts

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eluxcastar · 5 months

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Number 13 and 14 with Arlecchino

Arlecchino being comforted by her s/o

── ୨୧：arlecchino x reader

୨୧﹑synopsis :: arlecchino comfort drabbles yesyes

୨୧﹑genre :: sort of fluff

୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, possibly ooc because it was written pre fontaine quest, not very proofread, arlecchino is implied to have issues with self-image/perception

୨୧﹑words :: 2.2k

"I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I've met." "I'm going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly."

IT'S HERE you guys always spoil me 13 is my favourite prompt and you are the first of two to request it. completely unrelated but this is so familiar to what Kae said a few days ago (months now omg 😭) when we were talking about One of Repetition and it fits those two so well 😭❤️

to the anon who requested furina it'll take me a minute to figure out how to write her because I haven't played the archon quest but I'll watch some cutscenes and do my best for you

I'll also be using this because I got it in the middle of writing this and thought it fit the idea I had going super well 🙏 that makes three Arlecchino requests with prompt 13 😭 also second anon you're fine dw you guys are free to do with your requests with these prompts as you like, mix them together, add extra descriptions and rambles it makes it more fun 👍 thank you btw 😭❤ feel free to give yourself a name for future requests if you want ❤️ I love having new anons

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It is not often that Arlecchino shows her doubt, maintaining that half-pleasant façade to hide it all. If all people see is a ruthless woman with no regard for loyalty, then the details don't matter. There's no need to question, no need to dwell. She is one thing and nothing more, and she much prefers for nobody to notice the hesitancy in her drastic decisions, the thin-veiled regret as she watches the children she witnessed grow up go on to become valiant children of the Tsaritsa.

If there is anything more, it is disregarded as her unpredictability. She is a roach in the eyes of others, and perhaps she's ok with that…mostly.

To hear someone say "I love you" is strange to her, though it shouldn't be by now.

It shouldn't be unusual to wake up tangled in the sheets with you by her side or the struggle it ends up being to leave that mess as you try to convince her to spend five more minutes with you. It shouldn't be odd to discover that you've gone ahead and made her tea in anticipation of the time she will wake up or to have you remind her every morning that you hung her coat up to dry after she dumped it over the back of a chair the night before or to see you wandering around going about your own job.

But those events all feel surreal to her, even though she has watched you walk your patrol path a thousand times now, and she has seen you slack off where she sits by the window of Zapolyarny when you think nobody is looking.

You are very real, there's no doubt about that.

The things you do never click with her, however.

Perhaps you are real, but she made up these fantasies after watching you loiter by that one spot in the garden a little too long.

Yet every evening, you meet her in her office after you're officially let off for the day, and you usually bring snacks. You are most definitely there, then, as she watches you struggle to get through the door without damaging whatever you found for her to try, usually only small, a pastry you managed to get that you absolutely mustn't knock from your hands.

"I tried to get something that wouldn't make a big mess all over your stuff," you usually say, sometimes hacking on a 6guilty little "But~ these just looked so good…" to try and excuse you for bringing something that would cover her desk in crumbs.

Arlecchino doesn't mind because you went to the trouble of getting her something.

She got you a special chair to pull up and everything, and anyone else who uses it can deal with the death glare they get or find a different one.

But perhaps she made that up too, conjuring the image of someone fumbling their way through her office door to greet her with a smile, sometimes with jam on your mouth from taste-testing the gifts that she'll point out to you that you hurriedly wipe on your sleeve and pretend it was never there.

Maybe she put that chair there for nothing, and it never really moves, and each time she thinks this, she is sure this fantasy will all disappear.

However, every evening, without fail, as the sun begins to set out the window and the room is dyed an orange hue, the door opens, and there you are again. Delusions can't possibly be that persistent, and you would've scowled at her when she approached you in the hallways if you weren't aware of this relationship.

So it must be real, which she's well and truly aware of. There must be a person out there who sees what she cannot, someone who, by some miracle, manages to see past the things that block out all of the good. How can a person see anything but someone unworthy of their love?

What else is there to see?

The idea of a person who deserves to be loved beneath bloodshed has become unthinkable.

For a person who has been exposed to Arlecchino's worst sins, who has seen everything, and whose worst offence in life is a little laziness on the job, how is it possible to look at her and smile?

Arlecchino often wonders as she watches you. She how you go through your routine of placing your things down, whether on the desk or beside them, then all too happily mosey on off to get your chair and drag it over to sit across from her. She doesn't know why it's this particular day that she asks. Perhaps the fact it was weighing on her mind after a recent mission had her list of redeeming qualities shrinking further and further. It is in her job description, and there are plenty of worse people in this world.

But do you deserve to be stuck with one of them?

"Did you ever feel pressured into accepting my feelings for you?" Arlecchino asks the question so suddenly as you're halfway through walking back with your chair that she sees the exact point you register what she said, freezing in place from the shock. "Whether through status or power," she adds.

You blink a few times before all the motion in your world resumes to greet you with the image of her staring you down from the other side of her desk, patient and waiting for your response. "Sorry?" You let the chair go to return alone to her, standing in the place where you always put it. "I don't, uh…follow? I'm sorry, I just— I'm not sure what you mean?"

She hesitates, momentarily glancing down before her age returns to you and your uncharacteristic expression riddled with worry. She must've made you upset again.

"You want to be in this relationship? With me, that is…" Arlecchino struggles to think of the words, saying them as soon as they appear in her mind. "Even though you know the kind of person I am, you still want that?"

She studies your face as carefully as she can, watching the way you react as you absorb everything you just heard and assumedly try to put a response together in your head. Arlecchino has noticed before how you take longer to speak than her sometimes, but it tends to make everything you say more thought out, though you may end it like you're unsure.

"Well, I mean…if I didn't, wouldn't I just—" you pause for only a second— "break up with you?" There's silence after you finish. She doesn't say or do anything. To Arlecchino, that strangely almost makes sense, but you must be far too bold to admit that to a Harbinger. "It's not that I want to! I'm a little--…well, I think I'm just a little bit confused where that's coming from."

"I was thinking about it." You frown when she admits that. "Some of the things you have seen of me are…" Is there even a word to encompass that? "unbecoming of a lover."

Is that the right way to phrase it?

Again, you pause, and the telltale signs of consideration cross your face. An intense focus that barely lasts, and Arlecchino waits through it all to allow you your chance to answer, intent on allowing you that much. A few seconds more, and your features relax, looking back at Arlecchino with a tender gaze. "There's not really one 'right way', is there?" Your question, though rhetorical, strikes a chord with the many impulsive responses that flood her mind, all of which she keeps to herself. "You just kind of...try your best. Things might work out, or maybe they don't— the point is that you mean well and put in the work."

"That's not enough," she argues, "you deserve better."

"I deserve what I want." Your rebuttal makes sense in theory, but what do you want? She struggles to make sense of that part, the answer muddled by all of her thoughts and lost in her doubts.

You could ask anything of her, and she would do it. Any material possession, every feeling, more love than you know what to do with in any form you desire—physical, emotional, intimate—and yet you never do. You accept her awkward hugs, that it takes her time to relax when you lay your head on her chest, the fact she sometimes snores, that her clothes may very well be covered in bloodstains when she comes home depending on uncontrollable circumstances.

You never ask for the things she has plenty of power to give you in return for those flaws.

She shakes her head, "but surely you want more."

"I don't."

"There is a lot wrong that you deserve compensation for."

Arlecchino clenches the pen in her hand tightly, feeling the slight distress of pressure around it. She can't articulate what, not in the way she understands it; flaws is too broad of a term to use. You would instantly know and understand what she meant in a perfect world, but the world is not so generous.

"Like what?" you question. You feel that it’s obvious that nothing Arlecchino will struggle to say will shake you. She opens her mouth, prepared to refute it, headstrong and frankly stubborn as ever, but nothing comes out.

There is silence for a moment, and no one rebuts what you say. Nobody can. The only other person in the room fights with herself to yield and give in to your unwavering loyalty. In your mind, she is everything you want. There is nothing else you can ask of her than to simply accept that you wish to remain with her if only she will allow you to through her own emotional turmoil.

"Are you listening to what I’m saying?" you ask, frown creeping back onto your face as it tugs the corner of your lips down, seemingly against your will, "I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I’ve met."

Another chord is struck, her heart beating so loud it thrums in her ears like suddenly becoming aware it’s been threatening to beat out of her chest the entire conversation. She breathes, shaky and caught up in her own surprise. Somehow, she didn’t expect you to be so sweet in your words or throw her off guard so abruptly. She finds it hard to believe them. Arlecchino’s worries haven’t disappeared, only dwindled. It helps, if not completely. There is a reprieve in listening to you.

You have seen the worst of her, every crease she hasn’t ironed out, her sometimes rotten personality, her stained clothes, the weapons she cleans in your home. You have seen her walk to greet you covered in blood and gore from a savage fight, kneel before you and hold your hand with the same hands she uses to kill vagrants and petty criminals, kiss your skin with those lips that spill the vilest of curses against her enemies.

Before she realises what she’s saying, she blurts out a question, "Do you really believe that?"

It is quiet, reminiscent of how gently you looked at her earlier as her voice barely breaks a whisper, and she can’t bring herself to break eye contact with you once she finds the courage to make it.

"I do."

You smile at her, hoping she will smile back. A faint smile graces Arlecchino’s lips, ever the handsome picture. Her sincerity is comforting after such a scare. You still worry, and perhaps you will never stop with the way her mind likes to trick her. How long had she thought you secretly looked at her with disgust this time? You fear you won’t have an answer again, though you desperately wish for one. As much as you notice her awkwardness, dismissing some of it and observing other parts with more scrutiny, it is hard to make her talk to you at times.

"Thank you." It is all Arlecchino can think to say in response as she forgets what else she was going to challenge you on. It will return eventually, and she will face it again, but for now, it settles. Arlecchino can reasonably bury her doubt for a time.

"Can we keep talking?" you ask.

"About anything," she confirms with a nod.

You turn away, walking across the room in pursuit of retrieving your chair from its designated spot by the wall. You pull it along, dragging it over the floor, and set it down across from her on the other side of the desk you’ve been talking across. Your seat welcomes you as it always does as you settle into place, now comfortably at eye level with her.

"In that case," you begin, taking the pen she holds and wriggling it from her hands. She relinquishes it without much of a fight, allowing you to place it off to the side out of the way. "I’m going to ask you how you are, and I would like you to answer me honestly."

"Anything for you, my love."

#♡ — anon visit.#✦ — scenarios.#✦ — fluff.#arlecchino #arlecchino x reader #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

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carlsdarling · 7 months

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OML PLEASEEEE DO MORE OLDER READER AND CARL HCS IM BEGGING!!!! I just wanna take care of him :(

Carl x Older! Reader headcanons Part III

More headcanons. A lot of requests for this so I decided to do that now... Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw

Glenn showed you some pictures of Carl that he took with a Polaroid camera during the time in the prison. Carl was 13 or 14 years old back then, and you were enchanted by the pictures. "You were so cute," you purred against Carl's neck in bed at night. "I was never cute! I was already an adult back then and could handle a gun," Carl protested angrily. "Yes, you were really cute," you giggled. "Especially that picture of you sitting on the stairs with Beth. I bet you had a crush on her." The fact that Carl blushed proved that you'd hit the nerve. "Glenn shouldn't have shown you those pictures," Carl growled.

When the two of you are alone, Carl likes to call you his little cougar.

Carl makes a point of always appearing strong and being the one to care for you, but he's very emotionally vulnerable. On more than one occasion, you have had to comfort him because someone has made a silly remark about his eye. It hurts you when Carl is sad.

A few times you have played nasty tricks on people who have insulted Carl afterwards - making a mess in their houses or mixing mice faeces into their cereal boxes. It makes you unspeakably furious when someone is rude to Carl. There's now a fragile peace with Negan, but whenever he shows up in Alexandria, you can't help but insult him because Carl told you how Negan made him cry when he was younger.

For Carl's 19th birthday, you organized a surprise party at your house, and he was so happy. Michonne helped you get everything ready. At first she was very reserved towards you because she didn't appreciate the age gap, but now she and Rick have realized that you and Carl have serious feelings for each other.

Carl recently moved in with you and you think it's wonderful to be living with him now. It just feels right now that you've been together for six months.

You keep condoms in every room because you never know when you're going to get it on. You have a very high condom requirement. If possible, Carl always brings some with him when he goes on a supply tour. Some people have already noticed this and are constantly teasing him about it. Daryl in particular can't help it. "Carl, honestly, how many of these thingies do you need every day?"

You fucked in every room of the house - even in the kitchen, where you sat on the edge of the table and Carl positioned himself in front of you to penetrate you. He held your hips in a firm grip and thrust into you passionately, spurred on by the fact that you were moaning loudly and begging him. "Carl, harder! Even harder! Go faster!" you whimpered, digging your fingernails into his slender, smooth back. "You're so wanting," Carl gasped as he increased his pace and finally spilled his seed into you with a scream, his heart beating wildly. After that event, you had to grin every time someone came to visit, sat down at the table and you served coffee.

Carl doesn't like to get up early, and when he has the morning shift for guard duty, it's hard work for you to get him out of bed on time. Now you can place Michonne's gleeful laughter when she said when Carl moved in: "Have fun, Y/N, when Carl has to get up early. You'd best take the bed covers off him." But Carl clings to the covers and grumbles sleepily at you.

When Carl has had a difficult day, he is very quiet in the evening, very clingy and very cuddly.

You are so happy to have Carl. There are lots of girls his age in Alexandria who would love to be with him, but he chose you.

Tags: @tessasweet @taylormarieee @loveforcarl @knochentrocken0808 @xxcarlswifexx

#the walking dead #twd #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes imagines #carl fanfiction #carl grimes smut

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sinner-sunflower · 2 months

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P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 4/?

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26

More on the siblings' program.

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Lucifer stifled a chuckle as he observed his brother's expression. If only Michael knew that Lucifer had already been informed of his impending demise. He's more shocked that Heaven might be the cause of his death.

Heaven's really keen on killing him, huh.

Lucifer: I'm immortal! You're being ridiculous.

Michael: And you're being a fool! These threads just made a divine move. This had never happened before!

Lucifer: Then why tell me, huh?! Last I checked, you and Heaven could barely give a rat's ass about whether or not I'm still alive.

Michael: Because believe it or not, I do still care about you! You're my little brother, Samael!

Lucifer: I said my name is L̴͎̭̥͎͊̀u̷̧̨̟̻͓͗̍c̷̢̪̱̄̀̊̎̀͝ì̷̘͚̰̖̦̱f̴̻̮̲̮͈͈͑̓̃̃̊e̸̫̒͑͒͊͗͆r̸̨̤̀̂̚͝ͅͅ!

Sue him if he couldn't control the fiery words that erupted from his mouth. Michael always had a knack for provoking him, intentionally or not.

Lucifer: And you have a funny way of showing it. Did you know that the Fall almost killed us?! Lily and I had to lay there, surrounded by darkness, bodies so burnt we couldn't move for weeks.

Despite the looming threat posed by the King of Hell, Michael refuses to back down. Instead, he straightens his posture and closes the distance between them, showing the unwavering protector of Heaven that he is.

Michael: You don't understand! I- it was such a hard decision! It was the best option! I'm Heaven's protector and-

Lucifer: You were my protector too!

The Archangel was taken aback, a rare moment of vulnerability revealing itself in his features. Lucifer, observing this reaction, knows he has struck a chord. Despite Michael's claims of caring for his family, it's evident that Heaven had, and always has been his top priority.

Michael thinks about a lot of things too. Like how everything would've turned out different if he was never given this duty- this purpose.

Michael: They were going to kill you.

Lucifer couldn't remember the last time he had heard his brother speak to him with such softness.

Michael: Your original punishment was death. They wanted you killed. By my blade. We begged them to reconsider. You should've seen it-

The warrior of Heaven laughs wetly.

Michael: -the Archangels of Heaven, on their knees in front of people other than our Lord. It took so many meetings for them to relent. That's why you and Lilith spent a long time held in the Garden.

Lucifer: Shut up.

Michael: So, I'm really sorry that we let you down.

Lucifer: Shut up, Michael.

His brother once again composed himself, his gaze turning cold as it met Lucifer's.

Michael: But if I had the chance to go back, I would do it all over again.

Of course. Heaven always comes first.

Lucifer: You should've killed me when you had the chance. And now you think you can beat me at my own game?

He attempts to crush the thread still held in his hand, its glow resembling the purest gold. It seems to almost be trying to talk to him, to reason with him like Michael every time they meet. But it all sounds like mockery to his ears.

He hates it.

Lucifer lets out a manic laugh.

Lucifer: Divine move? Divine move? You think you have any moves at all?!

He begins to yell at the threads.

Lucifer: Maybe then, Heaven could've killed that weak, naive angel. But me? ME?! Ì̶̢̤̉'̵͙͕͑M̷̱͋̀ ̵̬͌T̴̥͠͝H̸̫́̑E̶̳̠̐̎ ̴̠̣̎̐D̷̼̕E̵̢̳͆V̶̳̩̉̋Ì̶̬L̴̥̗̾ ̴̮͝F̸̝̓̀Ų̸̠͗̑C̵͚͗K̷̺̚̚I̵̠̋̕Ň̸͎͈G̵̘̔ ̵̤͛I̸̩͐N̷̥̰̋C̸͓̒̍A̴̙̓R̵͍͛N̴̤͎͠A̵͇̟̓Ṯ̴̯͊Ḙ̴͑̇,̴̰͆̑ ̵̤́ͅÝ̴̙̫̈́O̵͚͐͒U̵̙͂ ̷̱̆͜͝Ċ̸͍̌Á̷̰́N̸͉̈'̶͇̎͂T̵̠̒ ̶͖́K̶̛̲̮̆I̸͎̘͐̃L̴̟̙̔̿L̴̜̾͊ ̶̱̥̌M̵̳̕E̵͈̯͋́!

Lucifer's disguise falters, his emotions resonating through his disguise as his golden hair reverts back to the darkness Roo had cursed him with.

The threads began humming. Were they afraid of them? Of him? That's funny, Fate itself, afraid of him? He wonders if even Death would tremble in his presence.

Michael splutters in disbelief at the sight of Lucifer's transformed appearance.

Michael: Lucifer—what? Why do you look like that? What did you-

The younger doesn't grace his brother with an answer or allow him to finish. Instead, he summons Keekee once more and swiftly opens a portal back to Hell.

Lucifer: Don't worry, Mika. I won't die that easily because I'll be there to watch Heaven fall.

Nothing matters. Not his brother's shouts of concern, not the short thread, not Roo's cryptic words. What matters is Charlie and her future.

He'll defy Fate if he has to.

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Michael slumps on a chair in exhaustion after Lucifer left. He fears for the worst of Heaven and his brother's fates.

He grabs an orb from his pocket dimension and starts to recite and incantation to call his siblings. He knows he should tell the others, to discuss The Fates, Heaven, and Sa-Lucifer. Lucifer who is clearly hiding something.

But he hesitates.

'Knowing them, they would go down to Hell to confront Lucifer and it might just make things worse with their little brother than it already is. '

Before he could make a decision, there's a loud crash from beyond the door.

Michael: Hello?

He vaguely hears shushing on the other side and a bit of arguing. Slowly, he approaches the door. He grabs the knob and swings it open swiftly.

Michael: Gabriel, I told you not to-

Michael stops in surprise as he stares at his eavesdroppers. One lets out a squeak while the other saluted him.

'A young Seraph and a winner?'

Emily: Archangel Michael! We-uh- we can explain!

Sir Pentious: Your Heavenly Grace!

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A Shameless and Teen Wolf reference??

I miss season 3b. Nogitsune Stiles was the best villain to come out of that show.

Edited some stuff! Moved a few dialogues

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Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 8

chapter 14:

1. “"Obviously fish have brains. All living beings have brains," Regulus tells him. "Well, except for you."”

ADKDJKSJSKS i’m sure that’s another moment in which regulus wanted to look to sirius as if to say “are you seeing this shit?”

2. 😭😭😭😭 james why are you still figuring out you might have a knife kink?? i been knew since before the arena. plsssss

3. 😭💀 the rocks in jars story

4. 😧 james killed someone for reg. no hesitation. that’s gonna haunt him forever

5. oh god, the tenderness reg uses with james after james murdered someone. he’s so gentle and worried for him. this is gonna haunt them forever

6. in reference to james committing murder: “He has the disjointed thought that his parents must have seen that, as well as Sirius. The last people in the world who would judge him for it, and he still wonders what they're thinking.”

JESUS THAT IS HEARTBREAKING. the people he cares most about isn’t judging him cause they’ve done the same thing. it just hurts

7. god, and now they’re face to face with death eaters. i can’t do this shit anymore

8. 😟😧 oh no.

“James can safely say he doesn't have a knife kink. Blade kink. Sword kink. Any of that—he doesn't have it. No, it's just Regulus he likes, and anything to do with him. When Mulciber has a sword to his throat, it's not sexy at all.”

9. reg’s threats are so scary

10. knowing reg’s loyalty to kill for sirius is fucking wild. he would murder everyone in that arena if it meant keeping sirius safe. and sirius did the same for reg.

11. 😧 shocked. oh my god. jaw dropped. reg is just hacking at mulciber with a hatchet

12. ✨evan✨☺️🩷

13. whoop there it is. in reg’s mind, he mistakingly referred to james as his boyfriend. it’s downhill from here

14. oh god, james is using his “it was self defense and murder is grotesque and not always clean” speech that he used to give to sirius all the time. i wonder how often he’s had to tell that to himself in this arena

15. GOD NOT THE FUCKING BEAR TRAP- JFC CAN THEY HAVE ONE MOMENT IN THIS ARENA???

chapter 15:

1. reg called james baby ☺️🥰💞

2. “"Sirius, you're going send something to fix him, or so help me, when I get out of here, I'm going to rip all of your hair out right from the scalp until you're fucking bald."” LMAOOO REG IS SO PROTECTIVE OF HIS NOT BOYFREIND THATS GONNA HAVE TO DIE ANYWAYS. and he threatened to make sirius bald 😭😭😭

3. “"I like you," James declares cheerfully, and Evan winks at him.” EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP EVAN AND JAMES FRIENDSHIP

4. “Sometimes, healing is harder than being hurt.” godDAMMIT he’s right, and that cuts deep into my soul

5. reg and sirius are so like me fr in hating change. for them it’s the needing stability after a childhood of not having it, and for me, it’s autism.

6. reg is absolutely insane sounding and i’m 2000% on board for it

7. reg is willing to kill because they scarred james’ face but still says he hates every breath james takes. bitch. wtf do you mean you hate him? do you not get it yet?

8. 😐 bitch, yet another self indulgent moment that reg calls a parting gift

9. evan and reg team!! 🐈‍⬛🫱🏻‍🫲🏾🐍

10. comparing james to the sun >>>>>>>>>>

11. reg being the best seeker during hide and seek 👀

12. EVANNNN NOOOO

13. 😧 evan says he’s reg’s friend. shit i’m about to sob at one am as i’m writing this. and reg jsut lost the best friend he never got to have

14. god, reading from sirius’ pov now IS making me sob.

15. LMFAOOO I SHOULD NOT BE LAUGHING OVER THE BURNING TREE

16. shame on me for not realizing that the author of crimson rivers also wrote just lovers. i just realized that. like, while reading authors notes. i feel so fucking stupid rn

#james no longer has a knife kink #and they killed my favorite background character #i can’t do this anymore #marauders #regulus black #fanfic #james potter #jegulus #evan rosier #sunseeker #starchaser #sirius black #crimson rivers

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dairy-farmer · 19 days

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I keep having thoughts related to Tim popping out babies for his dad!!

Can be based on any of the asks you've had about this, but specifically I think about the ones where Tim is a nymphomaniac obsessed with being pregnant. He never goes longer than 5 or 6 months between pregnancies, he starts as soon as his body can physically get pregnant (12 or 13), and he just doesn't stop having babies. It's further on in his life now, he's 25, he's been pregnant 13 times and has 16 babies (most with his father Jack, but a handful of his kids could be from someone else? He isn't entirely certain, tho some of his babies from his late teens/early 20s have some Wayne coloring to them, certainly...), And his oldest just turned 14

Tim reminiscences being 14, talks to his son about how on his 14th bday, he was 23 weeks pregnant with his third baby. Things were so much calmer then, with only two babies in the house! And then he goes on to wax poetic about what an easy baby his first born was, and how he was a sweet kid and now turning into a lovely young man who Tim couldn't be more proud of!

All of this remembering the past thing tho is getting Tim... horny. His dad is on a business trip and has been for the last 3 months, with 2 months left before he can return home. Tim's most recently born baby is almost 2 months old, and Tim feels that familiar ache growing in his womb, his body so unused to not being pregnant. He isn't sure how it happens, honestly! But he goes from talking with his oldest about being his age, pinching his cheeks and cooing over him bc he's just so big now, Tim can't believe his baby is growing up! And now they're in his and Jack's bedroom, Tim in awe over how big his son is in other places, as well

Before long, Tim is spreading his legs for his son (and technically his little brother, oh god that reminder has a moan falling unbidden from Tim's pretty mouth) and teaching him how to fuck a pussy for the first time. "As a birthday present" Tim pants as he humps up against his son, his legs wrapped around the teen to help him keep rhythm and continue thrusting. The best part about being 14 is just how many times his son can go, Tim thinks as he drools onto the mattress, head buried in his pillows and ass up in the air while his son fucks into his wet pussy like a jackrabbit

This is the fourth time Tim has cum, and his son orgasms behind him, cumming inside and filling Tim for a third time. There's so much of it Tim nearly feels bloated with it, and he doesn't even really register the risk of fucking bare, not until a month later when Tim realizes his son/brother got him pregnant with his 17th child

He coos to his son that he knocked him up "on your 14th birthday with my 14th pregnancy! What a good son you are, and you're gonna be such a good daddy" as they're fucking once again. When Jack shows back up, it's late and all the kids are in bed. Tim greets him at the door and Jack is quick to start kissing his slutty son and move them to the nearest convenient place to fuck, hardly able to bear not being buried balls deep in his son. He apologizes for being gone so long, moans about how this must be the longest Tim has gone between pregnancies, huh? A little over 3 months

But Tim smiles slyly, pushes his dad so he's laying on his back, and is quick to start riding him. He drags his dad's hands up to rest on his lower belly, which is the slightest bit bloated. He reveals that their oldest baby helped him out, and now he's 2 months pregnant. Jack moans and flips them over, fucks Tim like the slut he is and moans about what a desperate little whore he is that he let his own son knock him up. Tim cums hard when Jack tells him "you do realize what you're gonna have, right? This baby will be your kid, your grandkid, AND your niece or nephew"

Jack continues talking as he rails his son, who is a pathetic, moaning mess beneath him. "You know what else this means, don't you Timmy? You're such a good mommy, such a fucking good mommy to all the babies you've popped out, but you coddle the kids too much. We'll have to sit them down - the older ones, anyway - and explain what's going on, how their oldest brother knocked you up. And our 13 year old, our 12 year old, the 11 year old twins, even the 10 year old? All hot blooded little boys who will want a go at their mommy's womb. And at least two of them could knock you up rn, but by the time this baby is born, the twins should be producing viable loads as well. Are you ready to be a little baby factory for your own children, Timmy? A sweet little broodmare for the hoard of children you've already given birth to? Bc they're all gonna want at least one baby each from you, ya know"

Tim nods frantically, whining high in the back of his throat and moaning out "yes! Yes, yes, all of my boys can have a shot at my womb, I'll carry all of my grandbabies for them, let my own babies knock me up and fuck me full, please! Please daddy, just wanna be knocked up like this for as long as possible, wanna give my babies their own babies!" And Tim knows, at only 25 years old, he still has at least 15 more years of baby making left in him

If he plays his cards right, he could be swollen full with the baby of the baby he's currently pregnant with. And that thought shouldn't turn him on so much, shouldn't make him cum harder than he has in years, but being an inbred baby factory for his family is just too appealing for Tim to deny. He's so grateful to have a family that supports his goals in life ❤️

😍😍😍😍tim being the mother of everyone in the house and is just a little baby maker for his family ❤️❤️❤️

#answered asks #asks #anonymous

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rorywritesjunk · 1 month

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There's no race, no ending in sight

r rating. title comes from "two of us on the run" by lucius

(some Buggy now. The clown always falls fast in my works and of course he's a bit of a mess)

Taglist: @hey-august

pt 1 + pt 2 + p3 + p4 + pt 5 + p6 + pt 7 +Pt 8 + Pt 9 + Pt 10 + Pt 11 + Pt 12 + Pt 13 + Pt 14 + Pt 15 + pt 16 + Pt 17 (End)

Pt 4

Nothing was going right for Buggy since Crocodile, Sunny, and Mihawk showed up. Not only did Buggy constantly get reminded of his debt to Crocodile, the clown accidentally became the face of the Cross Guild due to his followers enthusiasm and loyalty. But for him, that really wasn't even the worse part.

For Buggy, the worse part was he found himself thinking about Sunny a little too much in the two weeks since they met.

She was Crocodile's wife. She wasn't always nice to Buggy, but there were little things she did that made Buggy see her in a different light.

She asked him to show her how to juggle after his failed attempt at wowing her. He had hesitated, thinking this was a joke to her, but she seemed to genuinely want to learn so he did, being mindful of how he taught her, trying to keep the touching to a minimum as he first showed her with a ball first, thinking it was easier.

The accidental joke about her handling his balls had her laughing. An actual, genuine laugh that Buggy thought was the prettiest sound.

That led to her judging the state of his jacket, noticing one of the cuffs coming loose from the jacket. After explaining Richie snagged it while Buggy was trying to get him to perform before Sunny showed up, she offered to fix it for him. No charge or anything. He must look his best after all.

When she returned it a few days later, the jacket looked brand new. She cleaned and ironed it for him, insisting that she did it because if he was to put on a proper performance for her then she wanted him to dazzle her.

She insisted he put it on to make sure it fit and he hated that he listened to her. He hated it even more how red in the face he got when she crowded him, buttoning it up to make sure it looked right on him.

Days later she showed up again, asking him to keep teaching her fun little tricks like juggling and plate spinning. Did she think this was a playground? He and his men had work to do! But she actually asked nicely, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger, looking a bit uncertain, and he found himself agreeing to it.

"As a kid I thought it would be fun to run away and join the circus." Sunny told him as she practiced juggling two balls in the air. "My mom caught me trying to sneak away one night."

"Why, were your parents awful or something?" Buggy asked, catching one of the balls when she miscalculated a throw. He tossed it back to her. "Watch what you're doing."

"My parents are absolutely lovely." Sunny smiled as she tried again to juggle. "I was just excited after seeing the show. My dad is a big softy and cried when he found out while my mom thought it was funny. She said if my dad hadn't been so upset she would have let me sneak away."

Buggy frowned at that. As a kid on Roger's ship, he threatened to run away multiple times when he was upset. Shanks always offered to join him and often as soon as the boys hatched the plan, the ship was already sailing away from the port, preventing them from following through. He couldn't imagine doing it just for fun.

"Huh." Buggy shrugged and suddenly tossed her a third ball, catching her by surprise. "Well, never too late to run away and join the circus, you know."

"Oh? Your circus is the only one around. Maybe I'll run away and join yours." Sunny chuckled as she failed to maintain her rhythm, dropping them. "Maybe I'm not meant to juggle."

"You just started learning." Buggy rolled his eyes as his hands went to collect them. He tried not to think of her showing up at the tent with a bag, ready to leave her husband to join him instead. "Don't give up yet."

"As long as you keep teaching me then I won't." She smiled at him and Buggy paused, swallowing heavily as his face started to turn red. She looked so pretty when she smiled.

Now he was sulking in the tent, nursing his injuries Mihawk and Crocodile inflicted upon him after the fliers were dropped, showing him as the head of the organization. They both laid into him and the bumps and bruises all over would certainly take some time to heal. He had a bottle of rum in one hand and an ice pack in the other, cursing their names.

It didn't make it any better that Sunny showed up shortly after, frowning when she saw the clown's head hanging from Crocodile's hook while his body lay at his feet. Buggy couldn't believe she was scolding her husband, but not for hurting Buggy so much, more on the fact that she just finished getting stains out of Crocodile's shirt and now it was dirty again.

Of course, she had no reason to worry about Buggy. She had her husband after all. Why would Buggy think she would show any interest in his safety when she had her husband to think about?

He huffed in annoyance, taking a few drinks of his rum as he sulked on the couch. He didn't want to think about her at all because he felt that would just get him into trouble. She just... She was so pretty. That was the first thing that came to mind. When she smiled, her face would light up and eyes sparkled and Buggy thought that was almost as wonderful as all the treasure in the world. Almost.

But he just met her a few weeks ago. He shouldn't be thinking about her this way when her husband wouldn't hesitate killing him.

And why would he think she would even consider him? If she was bored of her husband she would go to someone like Mihawk, wouldn't she? Not some pathetic clown who she saw crying in front of her husband, begging for his life to be spared. Buggy wouldn't be surprised if she started keeping her distance after that. Maybe he needed to tell her to, but would that do any good? She was stubborn and would probably ignore him if he told her that.

He finished the bottle and threw it aside, grumbling to himself as he tried to not think about her.

It was dumb to do it.

Dumb, dumb, dumb. He was a dead clown for sure but he couldn't stop himself.

Mihawk and Sunny were outside together, actually gardening. Sunny was in her overalls and a duck printed tank top. Buggy tried not to stare at her exposed arms, free of marks and bruises from a night with her husband. She had a big floppy hat on, shielding her face from the sun. He noticed her hair was in two braids, though a few strands were loose that she kept brushing out of her eyes. She looked... Cute.

Mihawk noticed Buggy first, looking up from his task with narrowed eyes. Sunny was standing, leaning on a rake as she turned to look at Buggy. She grinned when she saw him.

"The clown lives!" She chuckled as she looked him over. He wasn't in that goofy red outfit now, instead in pants and a shirt, something a little more practical. "I hadn't seen you in a while. Thought you may have run off or something."

"I was busy, okay?!" He shot back, only to recoil slightly under Mihawk's glare. Buggy straightened up and cleared his throat. "You stopped coming around to bug me about teaching you tricks. I... Was just checking on you."

"Checking on me?" Sunny repeated with a frown. "Oh, sorry, I figured you wanted space after everything that happened. And Mihawk wanted to start a garden and I asked to help him."

Buggy tried to ignore the swordsman, choosing to keep his attention on Sunny instead. "Yea, well, how are you going to get better at juggling if you stop talking to me, huh?! Didn't you want to learn all of this stuff?!"

"I do..." Sunny frowned. "But why don't you help us out and then you can teach me some more? I wouldn't mind learning more tricks from you, if you're free."

"What sort of 'tricks' are you teaching, clown?" Mihawk asked. Sunny laughed as Buggy tried not to shake with fear in front of him.

"I want him to teach me to juggle and spin plates, Mihawk!" She told him with a smile. "I get so bored sometimes. I thought it would be fun and he's a great teacher."

Mihawk looked between the two before his gaze fell on Buggy. "Is that all you're doing?"

""Y-Yes! What else would it be?!" Buggy exclaimed nervously, any remaining calm now gone from his body. He didn't want Mihawk getting the wrong impression and telling Crocodile. He would be dead for sure. "That's all! Nothing else, understand?! Just some little tricks!"

"Very well." Mihawk pointed to the rake Sunny was leaning on. "Help her with some of the weeds. The sooner this is done the sooner you can 'teach her little tricks'."

Sunny handed Buggy the rake before going over to where she left some bottles of water. Once she was out of earshot, Mihawk stood up and grabbed Buggy by the front of his shirt, startling him.

"What game are you playing?" He asked Buggy.

He put his hands up, shaking his head. "Nothing, I swear, she wants me to teach her things and... And if she's happy then her husband will be happy, right? Less chance of him killing me, right?"

Mihawk narrowed his eyes, studying Buggy's face for any signs of ulterior motives. Supposedly the clown was telling the truth, that this was just to entertain Sunny, but he didn't trust Buggy. He released him and pushed him back.

"Yes, keep her happy, that's the best thing you can do, clown." Mihawk told him before he returned to his task. Sunny came back over, adjusting her hat as she smiled.

"C'mon, Buggy. I'll show you what to do." She told him, touching his arm, causing him to stiffen up for a moment. He glanced at Mihawk who was watching them, so Buggy pulled his arm away and let Sunny show him what to do.

Oh, he was a dead man for this. Mihawk wasn't stupid.

#mini fic #sunny x buggy #sunny x crocodile #buggy the clown #sir crocodile #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #sir crocodile x oc #crocodile x oc

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jinisnuggets · 2 months

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ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴶᵘʸᵉᵒⁿ ˣ ᵍⁿ/ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᴬⁿᵍˢᵗ, ˢᵐᵘᵗ?

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ¹.⁵ᵏ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˢᵘᵍᵍᵉˢᵗⁱᵛᵉ, ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ, ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ, ˡᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵗᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ʷʰᵒ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ʰⁱˢ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᶜᵃˡ ᵐᵃʲᵒʳ ᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵉʳⁱᵒᵘˢˡʸ, ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵏᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʳᵉᵍᵘˡᵃʳ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ⁱᵗ ᵇᵒᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ, ᵏᵃʳᵐᵃ ⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃˡ...

ᵇᵃⁿⁿᵉʳ: @cafekitsune

Your boyfriend, who was majoring in becoming a doctor… really couldn't take a break from his studies.

Although you were younger than him, you had already graduated completely and we're moving on to the next chapter of your life.

Yes maybe you were still listening to music on your headphones as you logged into Minecraft to play with some of your SO’s friends (which was honestly one of your favorite things to do), you still couldn't help but still feel like you really did take huge step forward now that the next part was finding a job to maintain yourself and move out of your dorm, having the freedom to create your own rules.

However he was just…

“I'm bothering you?” You heard your boyfriend say still looking at his assignments.

“I don't want you to take it badly- it isn't that you're bothering me but I feel like we can never hang out or go on dates anymore.”

“I know I'm sorry babe- I'm really trying my best, I promise once this is over I'll have more time for you.”

“Take your time! But just try to make a bit more time for our relationship, like lets get a us night where we can watch a movie or a drama... I don't know but let's do something.”

A slow smile formed on his face as he turned around to look at you, nodding softly with some of the most innocent eyes.

“I'll see what I can do.”

Leaving the room, you brought yourself to the couch which sat peacefully in the living room, slowly laying down and taking your phone out of your pocket.

The more you thought about it the more you realized you really were truly lucky to have someone like Juyeon next to you. For as far as you could remember Juyeon always had that reputation as a guy who was hard to date, not even because he played hard to get, but because he just naturally wasn't interested in having a relationship.

A man who was so focused on his studies and truly rarely felt affection towards anyone, it really did make a perfect combination. Truthfully you enjoyed all those qualities of the man who you often saw in your dreams, good human being, handsome, studious, and open to trying new things. He was someone who could easily be trusted even by those who had trust issues, like yourself.

The furthest memories of your crush on him went all the way back to middle school, when you were 13 and he was 14. You were never the type who just glanced at someone and declared them your hallway crush just so you could find a brand new one 2 days later… when you had a crush it was damn serious, and anyone who knew you would say the same thing.

Juyeon was one of those guys who had pulled you into their game of catch, and you weren't complaining because at the end of the day… it was you who won, which had a guaranteed winning percentage of 0% at the time, now that you were in your 20's you often laugh at your younger self.

You couldn't remember when things began going downhill in your relationship with Juyeon, all you knew is that it was during college, both of you played a part in that and no one could deny it. Although it upsetted you, you could never bring it up due to his busy schedule, so today that he stayed in the dorm in order to complete his work, you took the opportunity to talk with him about it, which didn't go as expected but at least it was said.

But you just had a gut feeling that nothing would change… and for some reason it just really bothered you.

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You found yourself standing in front of his door, late but still early, you had to be quick because it was a school night, and you completely knew that after the first move was played there was no going back.. it was worth thinking if what you were doing was okay, but you just wanted to tell your lover that you really needed his attention and would do anything for it.

Bringing your eyes to the fixed person in front of you, you brought yourself to ask “Do you want anything?” as you held a glass of water above your appeared to be empty hand, taking a sip before placing it on his side table that was full of his folders and books.

To your surprise… well you didn't know if you could say that when you fully expected it- Juyeon was sitting on his bed, laptop on lap with notebook on his side.

“That's kind but no thank you, I am okay for right now. If you want you can come join me for some time”

You smiled and nodded as you realized your boyfriend hadn't forgotten and took into consideration what you had said earlier.

Maybe there wasn't a need to go so far..?

Juyeon focused on his laptop as you leaned on his shoulder, resting your arm on his waist and looking at the screen in front of you, you really were lucky to find such a green flag- however, the fact he prioritized his studies so much was bothering you… a lot more than you thought it would and part of you felt guilty for that… especially because he was so passionate about becoming a doctor and you limited that experience for him. You really couldn't help feel this way, but you always found a way to reason with yourself.

Before you realized, your body had acted for you and you had unconsciously closed Juyeon’s laptop and threw it to the side.

Glancing at your boyfriend who started at you with a confused stare, mouth opening as if he was about to make a comment on your behavior, you interrupted him before he could speak, “Don't you think that's enough work for today..? Babe..?”

Juyeon chuckled awkwardly before responding “Y/n- I can't rest until I finish my assignment.”

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend's response, slowly turning back to look at him with a bored and somewhat offended glare.

“Seriously Juyeon, what's up with you? You have a total of 4 years to complete and earn your degree! There's many people who have managed to complete it without an issue and no need to overwork themselves so much. Why can't you be like them?”

Juyeon slowly lifted his head to look at you as he noticed your angry tone.

“Look I'm sorry, I get why you're mad- I haven't been prioritizing you and I sincerely apologize for that. I promise I'll do better.” You heard him respond, although he had a bit of annoyance scattered around his voice, he truly was sincere and truthful.

That wasn't enough for you however.

“If you're gonna tell me that then start to prove it.”

You didn't intend your voice to sound so aggressive, but you definitely did put yourself on top of him with your tone.

“I promise I will- just give me time. Tomorrow I'll invite you out for dinner and I'll take you shopping.”

“Juyeon- I don't want any of that.”

Voice low and monotone, waiting for your boyfriend's response, who was lost looking into your deep colored eyes.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

Smiling, you slowly brought yourself closer to him, kissing him slowly, making sure to deliver all of your love through that one, simple, long kiss.

“What was that for-..?” He asked, with a small smile forming on his face as he laid down pulling you on top of him. If there was a better opportunity to carry on with your plan, the best time was to do it now.

“Listen Juyeon, I don't want you to spend your money on me... What I want is you.”

You couldn't hold yourself from topping him who looked so innocent at the moment. You sat him down on the bed and started kissing him, you knew he loved when you were the first to initiate a romantic moment, which caused you to slide your hands down his chest and into his waist which was proportionate to the rest of his body. Slowly traveling your hand to his stomach and massaging his abs, bringing your hand under his shirt.

“Shit- you're really doing something to me…” he said, with an out of breath voice as he groaned ever so slightly, slowly the feeling of his hardened bulge became more obvious.

You brought yourself down, wrapping your mouth around him and his pants, you could hear his moans becoming louder and his covered dick twitching.

“Fuck- I'm close…”

And those were the words you were waiting to hear, because at the sound of them you lifted yourself from his bed and walked down to the door as he stared you down with a visibly confused look on his face

“You're just gonna leave me like that?”

Responding, you muttered “It’s called karma.” as you opened the door, waving goodbye and goodnight to your panicked boyfriend.

On the way back to your room you just really couldn't help but laugh, how funny it was to see him get a taste of his own medicine.

Guess Karma really did exist.

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happilyhertale · 1 year

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Long Last Love - Aemond Targaryen x female!reader, Part 12

Summary: You are finally engaged to Aemond Targaryen. As the daughter of Daemon and Rhaenyra, you will now live in King's Landing and no longer on Dragonstone. Your marriage to Aemond is imminent, as is your life together. The relationship between Aemond and your family has never been particularly easy, but the future will show whether your love will withstand this and subsequent tensions.

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: In some parts Smut (uncle/niece) as well as violence

Author’s note: Hey you (:

This is the follow-up story to "Long Lost Love".

The story starts just before the wedding of Aemond and y/n and goes over the events of the first season hotd. However, the events are not quite similar to those in the series. English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

18+ NSFW (light smut)

Word count: 3k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15

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A few weeks have passed since Aemond returned from Storm's End. It is hard for you to bear being here in the keep than to return to your family on Dragonstone. You miss your family very much. There is nothing you would rather do now than sink into your father's arms. Sometimes you wonder if your father would come for you... If he would come and take you in his arms. But you don't know if you would go with him... You couldn't leave without Alyssa... without Aemond. You toyed with the idea of writing to your father. You don't really know why, perhaps to explain your situation, to explain Aemond's situation. Perhaps just to say something to him, as you always do when you are at a loss. Or perhaps you just want to hear something from him. But you are too afraid of what would happen if that came out. You're too afraid of what the consequences would be, that it could put Alyssa in danger.

But none of that changes the fact that even if you went to Dragonstone, that Luke wouldn't be on Dragonstone. The thought of that always brings tears to your eyes. Silently they just run down your cheeks, trying to dull the pain that blazes inside you. Should Aemond be near you at such a moment, he takes you in his arms wordlessly. He just holds you and caresses you. Trying desperately to make this situation somehow bearable. You let him make his attempts to comfort you. But in such moments there is no more closeness between you.

Aemond does his best to be gentle with you. But still you don't talk much. You wouldn't know what to talk about or how to talk to him either. From time to time he tries to elicit small conversations from you, but apart from short and curt answers as well as sometimes a small smile does not cross your lips.

You exist rather than really live.

It breaks Aemond's heart that the closeness between you seems lost. That there is no interaction, let alone tenderness, between you. He knows it's his fault and that fact hurts him more than anything else. He misses you so dearly.

You now only spend your time in your chambers. Even before the incident, you were in your chambers much more often than usual. But now your whole life takes place here. You feel safe here. With Ser Erryk, who is always by your side, making sure that no one who could harm you comes too close. Sometimes you catch yourself wondering when he's going to sleep. And of course Alyssa is with you. You hate to let her out of your sight now.

You did not speak to Ser Erryk about the incident. But of course it didn't take long for word of Aemond's "heroic deed" to get around and Ser Erryk heard about it too. One afternoon he suddenly appeared unannounced in your chambers. You looked up startled, but he didn't say anything. He just stood there and looked startled too, as if he had only now realised that he was suddenly standing in your chambers.

"My princess... I am so sorry... I heard about the incident... and... I don't know...", he usually knows exactly what to say, but now he almost stutters.

You just gave him a little smile. That seemed to give him courage.

"My princess. I am here for your protection. And this atrocity threatens your safety. Do you wish me to… act on your behalf?"

Then you looked startled. You greatly appreciate his loyalty, but never would you want anyone to do something so terrible in your name.

You shake your head, "No... Ser Erryk, I am grateful for your loyalty... But... I.. I love him."

Those were your only words to Ser Erryk, about this incident, and he simply nodded.

He doesn't like Aemond very much. Even before the incident, he wasn't really fond of him. And the fact that he has now done something like this to you doesn't make it any better.

This afternoon you sit in your chambers as usual. Ser Erryk dutifully guards your door. Alyssa is on your lap and she's babbling, "Mo-om... Mooo-om..."

"Momma," you finish her sentence and she laughs happily.

As your door opens and Ser Erryk enters, "My princess. Your Lord husband, Prince Aemond Targaryen, wishes to enter your chambers."

Aemond walks wordlessly past Ser Erryk and just gives him an annoyed look. You know Ser Erryk is only doing this to spite Aemond. He announces him as if it were not also his chambers, but as if he were a visitor.

Ser Erryk leaves your chambers again. Aemond approaches you, gently kissing Alyssa's head, "My little girl," leaves his lips. Then he kisses you on the cheek. He pauses briefly as he kisses you, as if he needs to feel you a little longer. You miss his touch. You close your eyes for a moment. The caresses you exchanged and that were part of your daily life, you miss them so badly. You don't feel complete without them. Without Aemond you don't feel complete. But you don't know how to convey that. Everything seems hopeless.

Aemond sits down with you and just watches you cuddle Alyssa.

A while passes before you hear his voice, "My love... I... " , he sighs, "please... I need to hear your voice. I can't take any more of this... I need... I need to hear you. Just one gentle thing out of your mouth… your soft voice... and I can continue to function"

Your gaze wanders to him and you see tears running down his cheek. He is breathing heavily.

As your door opens and Alicent walks in. Aemond quickly wipes his cheek and his gaze is fixed on Alyssa who smiles at him.

"Aemond, y/n. I'm here to pick up Alyssa," she smiles at you.

You look up startled as it comes back to you. You reluctantly agreed to Alyssa spending the afternoon and evening with Jaehaerys and Jaehaera. You don't like her not being around you, but it's probably for her own good that she's spending time with her cousins.

You just nod at her and she comes up to you smiling. You kiss Alyssa gently on the top of her head once more and then hand her to Alicent.

"Come here, my sweet thing. I'll take you to your cousins, shall I?" she cradles Alyssa gently in her arms. "Shall I bring her back in the morning?"

You look irritated, "You want her to stay with you overnight?"

Alicent smiles, "I think it's quite good for you to have a night's rest and knowing my grandchildren... We certainly can't separate them tonight"

You smile slightly at her and just nod.

You murmur, "Take care of her, please," and Alicent nods fondly.

She leaves your chambers and your daughter, who makes you feel safe, is gone.

It is now quiet in your chambers. Aemond is still sitting next to you. As you notice he takes your hand and caresses it. His thumb leaves a trail of heat on your skin.

Again you hear him breathing heavily. You look up and see the pain in his eyes that you have felt in your chest all this time. His eye fills with tears again. "I am so incredibly sorry... I didn't want this... all of this... for him to die... I know I can't do it right anymore... That I can't undo it, no matter how much I wish I could..."

You swallow hard and turn to him. It hurts you to see him like this. You put your hand on his cheek. When your fingers touch his cheek, you immediately feel this touch making itself felt throughout your whole body. Aemond leans into your first touch in a long time. "I love you so much," he whispers. He looks at you and you nod slowly at him. You lean forward and kiss him softly. Like two magnets, your lips still fit perfectly together and cannot be parted. You briefly interrupt the kiss. Aemond is still breathing heavily. You look him in the eye, "I love you... Aemond...". He inhales sharply. He takes your face in his hands and kisses you passionately.

He kisses you tenderly. Greedily, yet tenderly. He hangs on your lips like a man thirsting for water in the desert of Dorne, and your lips would be the only source of water for far and wide. You don't know why, but you have a sudden desire to feel him. You have been numb for the last few weeks. Now here with Aemond, this passionate kiss, you feel something again.

You put your arm around his neck and pull him towards you. He follows you and continues to kiss you gently. As you break the kiss and slowly get up from the sofa. He just follows you with his gaze as you stand in front of him. Carefully you reach for his hand and pull him with you towards your bed. He looks at you irritated, but you need him now. Slowly you start to open your dress, but then Aemond steps up to you, stops your hand, places his hand gently on yours. "You don't have to do this," you hear him whisper.

You look him in the eye and take his hand in yours. Gently you kiss his fingers. As you whisper, "I need this now... I need to feel you, Aemond..."

He looks into your eyes and carefully puts his arms around you. He pulls you gently towards him and only your soft breathing can be heard. Slowly he caresses your cheek, lets his thumb wander over your lower lip, while he lowers his head and encloses your lips with his.

Very gently and tenderly he kisses you, without any haste.

He softly pushes you onto the bed and you let yourself fall, surrendering completely to his touch.

Aemond, who is always tender with you, who always senses what you need, realises that you need gentle affection. Your whole body burns with passion. His lips wander over your entire soft skin. Countless soft kisses envelop you and where his lips cannot be, his fingers take over and caress you.

All his adoration for you is shown in this intimate moment between you. You lie there and enjoy it. This tender attention you are experiencing makes you finally feel something again. Something other than the dull pain of the last few weeks.

After his lips are on yours again and his body is on top of you, you feel him fill you completely. Never before have you felt him so intensely. It is not a wild act of love, but an act of affection, of infinite love. Gently he pushes into you and keeps his pace. You move your hips rhythmically towards him. Your hands take hold of his arms on which he leans. Your breathing becomes more violent and ends in a moan. Aemond kisses you, breathes in your scent, your moans. Your tongues gently caress each other and you wrap your arms around his neck to hold him close to you. While he penetrates you deeper and deeper with his gentle thrusts. Yet his thrusts remain gentle, as if he is afraid that you might break.

You feel the fire slowly spreading through your abdomen. Your thighs begin to tremble slightly around Aemond and you whimper his name again and again as you come. He kisses you almost desperately, his hand moves to your hip and he grips it tightly. You hear him moan too. A deep, long moan resounds in his chest, sending a shiver down your spine and making your climax unending. He can't last any longer either and comes to climax together with you.

Only your heavy breathing can be heard in your chambers while he is still lying on top of you. You look into each other's eyes, he gently caresses your cheek and kisses you again and again. You return his kisses, which end in a long passionate kiss.

Carefully he rolls off you and pulls you close to him. You lay your head on your old, familiar place, on his chest. He holds you tightly in his arms and lets his fingers wander over your body. You feel him press his nose gently into your hair and leave kisses on your head.

You know that what he has done cannot be undone. What he has done cannot be explained away. But you also know that he deeply regrets it and that he is suffering. That his decision to "scare Luke" is the most horrible thing he's ever done, and that he didn't see the outcome coming...

Yet, you still love him, he is your husband. And that fact cannot be changed either. And even if you couldn't stand his touch, you still missed his gentle caresses.

You feel something again. Something other than pain.

You slowly let your gaze wander up to him. His gaze is fixed on you. He doesn't smile, he just looks at you and continues to caress you.

"Y/n... I'm really sorry...", you hear him whisper.

You stick your head out towards him and you stop him from talking any further, you kiss him gently.

He returns the kiss, his hand resting gently on your cheek.

When you end the kiss and look out of the window, you see that the sun has already set, "Your mother will look after Alyssa...?"

He just nods at you, his gaze still looking pained. You snuggle closer to him. Gently you caress his chest, let your fingers wander over his muscles. While his arms continue to close around you and hold you tightly in his arms. Tiredness slowly overcomes you and for the first time in weeks, you sleep in his arms again, feeling his caresses.

You wake up when you feel arms gently pulling you against a warm body from behind. That's what you've been missing, Aemond, snuggling up behind you and holding you gently and securely. You lie in his embrace and enjoy this moment. You feel his nose gliding over the crook of your neck. How soft kisses cover your skin and the touch of his lips send a shiver down your spine. "I love you so dearly," you hear him whisper into the crook of your neck. Slowly you turn in his arms and snuggle into his chest. He simply holds you.

"I've missed this Aemond... I missed you," you finally confess to him. He gently kisses the top of your head, "I am here, my Queen," he says softly.

Aemond doesn't go to training in the morning, he stays in bed with you. You cuddle all morning and exchange tender caresses that you have been missing for weeks. After you have taken a bath together, you go your separate ways. Aemond goes to the council meeting and you set off to pick up Alyssa. When you arrive in Helaena's chambers, Alyssa is already grinning at you. Helaena is not there, only Helaena's personal servant who looks after the children. You take Alyssa in your arms and she mumbles "Mooomm..." back at you. You hug her close and leave Helaena's chambers.

But before you go to your chambers, you go straight to a maester. With the utmost discretion you arrange for tea to be brought to you. You make it clear to the maester what tea it is, and that he will suffer a fiery, violent death should this information reach Prince Aemond. The maester nods to you.

Towards afternoon, Alyssa is lying in her cradle sleeping when the maester himself comes into your chambers and brings you the moon tea. He assures you that no one has seen him and leaves your chambers after you have thanked him.

You stand in the middle of your chambers and look at the cup in your hands. You love Aemond, just as you love Alyssa. But you will not bring another life into this keep. Still you stare at the liquid. The warmth radiating from the cup floods your hands. You watch the warmth from the tea rise into the air. You absorb the smell of the herbs that prevent you from getting with child. You know from stories that drinking this tea is often accompanied by bad stomach cramps. But what are stomach cramps if you save a child from being born into a war? If you drink now, you will not be with child... If you are with child at all... you are hesitating. But it would be the right thing... wouldn't it? A war is coming, a child should not witness such a thing.

You exhale heavily before you bring the cup to your mouth.

As the door opens and Aemond enters your chambers. Startled, you look at the door.

He stands there and just looks at you. His gaze keeps going from your eyes to the cup that is on its way to your lips. His look changes from confused to hurt.

"What... What is that?" he whispers.

You say nothing, tears come to your eyes. Suddenly there is that oppressive silence again in your chambers that has accompanied you in recent weeks. He walks towards you, "Y/n... don't tell me that's what I think it is?"

"Aemond..."

"You want to kill a child??", his voice sounds desperate.

You look at him indignantly, "Maybe I'm not with child?!"

"But you can't bear the eventuality??" now he's literally screaming. Aemond never shouts at you. He breathes heavily.

You look at him, "I can't bear to be helpless here... with a child. With you. That I can't do anything to escape this situation. I don't want and I won't bring another child in here. A war is coming..."

But Aemond turns around and goes straight to the door. You just hear the door slam loudly and wince. You hear Alyssa startle as well and wake up from her sleep. Her cries now fill your chambers. You are calm at first, but you are breathing heavily. Your gaze falls on the cup again, your hands tremble. But finally you throw the cup against the wall and just scream.

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starcrossed591 · 5 months

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KDrama Year in Review 2023

While I watched more KDramas this year than CDramas, none of them consumed my heart and soul quite like this year's crop of CDramas did (CDrama review post here). And I dropped KDramas more readily than I have in years past, in part because there were so many more things to watch than I had time for (also I had to finish my dissertation and graduate, etc etc). Still, there were definitely some that I really, really enjoyed, so here's this year's KDrama round up:

16. My Lovely Liar: Started strong, got boring real quick. Dropped for homophobic murder plot. Still, glad to see that Hwang Min Hyn can actually act (although full disclosure, I did still enjoy him in Alchemy of Souls, wooden as that performance may be). Hoping Kim So Hyun can catch a break and get a role in a drama more worthy of her in the near future.

15. Crash Course in Romance: Excellent performances and chemistry by the ML and FL. Romance between two middle aged people instead of youths is also a treat. Dropped around ep 12 because of the unnecessary, homophobic murder plot. Pass.

14. A Good Day to Be a Dog: Surprisingly stronger than the goofy premise suggests, largely on the basis of Park Gyu-Young's performance as the FL who turns into a dog upon being kissed. Pacing problems in the third act around the origins of the whole dog curse thing. Can't say I recommend unless you're really in the mood for some shenanigans, but largely inoffensive if a little silly. (Also it turns out Cha Eun Woo *really* leveled up his kiss game for this one!)

13. Love to Hate You: Perfectly serviceable rom com. Nothing too special, but a nice weekend binge if you're in the mood for that. Also a good way to see Kim Ji-Hoon's v handsome face and that *hair* without having to deal with everything involved with his rather murderous run in Flower of Evil.

12. Joseon Attorney: A Morality: Perfectly serviceable law procedural/Joseon historical. If you don't like either of those genres your mileage may vary, but I had missed having Bona on my screen, so it worked well enough for me.

11. Welcome to Samdal-ri: I seem to like this one more than literally everyone else I know, and I fully admit that my enjoyment of this drama is more vibes-based than plot-based. I guess I have a soft spot for Shin Hye Sun yelling at people at Ji Chang Wook going a bit unhinged over a woman who ran away from him (see also: Lovestruck in the City).

10. My Demon: Very much enjoying Song Kang as a cranky demon falling in love with a human. Very tropey in the best way, and feels like a return to form for the supernatural romance genre. Remains to be seen if they'll land the ending as of this writing, but enjoying as it goes.

9. Doctor Cha: A contribution to the slate of divorce comedies I watched this year (see also: Strangers Again (KDrama) and Let's Get Divorced (JDrama)), a surprisingly touching story about growing older when you've devoted your life to someone who has not done the same for you.

8. Alchemy of Souls: Light and Shadow (Part 2): While Ko Joon-Yung never quite managed to replace Jung So-Min as the FL for me, I definitely still enjoyed the closer to this fun fantasy series. Special shout out to Shin Seung-Ho as Prince Go Won and his pet turtle

7. Strangers Again: I didn't see a ton about this one on tumblr as it was airing, but I found this rom com? melodrama? divorce procedural? makjang? story about relationships and why they end unexpectedly profound. I tuned in expecting mindless makjang hot mess, and instead got a thoughtful meditation on divorce. Left me feeling unexpectedly melancholy at the end, but glad I watched it.

6. The Secret Romantic Guesthouse: Very fun sageuk! Probably won't knock your socks off, but it does what it does very well. Bonus points for a B couple as compelling as the A couple. I've also been a big Kang Hoon fan since Little Women, and there are a couple of other actors in here that I'm always glad to see working.

5. Perfect Marriage Revenge: Tour de force makjang. Came out of nowhere and blew me away. Hits all the right beats, and unexpectedly fun (and was a nice break from the heaviness of My Dearest for me). This was a good year for jaded and slightly unhinged transmigrated FL's back for their #revenge (see also: Story of Kunning Palace in CDrama land), and I was here for it. Also features one of the spiciest make-out scenes of the year, 10/10 recommend

4. See You in My 19th Life: Absolutely loved this haunting, melancholy, and sometimes unexpectedly goofy reincarnation drama. I loved the webtoon and had high expectations, and this drama largely met them! The continuing relationship between sisters Ji-Eum (Shin Hye Sun) and Cho-Won (Ha Yoon Kyung) was a special highlight for me, and while Shin Hye Sun is already a never-miss for me, I'm especially looking forward to whatever Ha Yoon Kyung does next. I prefer the ending of the Webtoon to the KDrama, but I'm still delighted this drama exists and am glad I watched it.

3. The Interest of Love: Look, I loved this drama. Even though it seemed on the surface like nothing but *mess* in the interpersonal lives of these characters working at a bank on the border between a rich and poor neighborhood in Seoul, it nonetheless had some of the most searing class commentary of the year for me. I also love an FL who will (spoiler) pack up her things and disappear at the drop of a hat, even if no one else will understand her decision to do so, because she just cannot deal anymore (see also: the FL in Lovestruck in the City, whom I also love but everyone else hated). This drama kept me gleefully coming back every week in a year where not a lot of others did.

2. Call It Love: A revenge slice of life melodrama that I found unexpectedly touching in its deep melancholy. Loved not only the main couple, but the relationship between the siblings and their pharmacist bestie. A lovely character study. (Also I somehow ended up watching this at the same time as Till the End of the Moon and Li Susu as Ye Xiwu's hidden identity/revenge plot, which was unexpectedly stressful! Had a very "it's the same picture" moment despite two dramas in two genres that could not be further apart.) If you missed this one (and since it aired on Disney+, you might have--Disney+'s effects on the KDrama streaming ecosystem will be the death of me), it's worth seeking out!

1. My Dearest (Parts 1 and 2): Kind of feels like everyone has said everything there is to say about sageuk of truly epic proportions, but it blew me away as well. Epic romance? Check. Twisty political machinations? Check. Heartwarming friendships between women? Check. Strong ensemble cast? And my top FL of the year, Lady Gil-Chae, played to perfection by Ahn Eun-Jin. I've adored her since Hospital Playlist, and am delighted that she's getting the attention and the roles she deserves. Namkoong Min also a top contender for ML of the year as Lee Jang-Hyun. Part 2 dragged for me a bit in places after a nearly perfect Part 1, but such a great drama overall.

Favorite Drama of the Year: My Dearest. See above.

Favorite Female Character: I mean, it's gotta be Gil Chae from My Dearest, right? She starts out as such a spiteful, spoiled noblewoman, and then turns out to have a core of pure steel. Turns out all her conniving and strategizing, which went towards causing mischief in the village, really just needed a proper outlet. While I would never want to be in the circumstances in which she found herself, if I did, she's exactly who I would want on my side.

Favorite Male Character: Everything's coming up My Dearest this year, because this one is Lee Jang-Hyun in My Dearest as well. Checks the box for my competence kink, and has a knack for showing up just when Gil-Chae needs him, even at great personal cost. Also a smart-ass, which I probably like a bit too much in a man.

Favorite Secondary Female Character: Cho-Won from See You in My 19th Life. Her relationship with her reincarnated older sister was almost more compelling to me than the main romance sometimes, and really helped develop how the ties that bind us are not just romantic ones. Also she was just super cute

Favorite Secondary Male Character: Could have picked anyone from Team Himbo in Alchemy of Souls, but gonna have to give this one to Go Won, himbo prince of my heart

Favorite Ship: Again, it's gotta be Gil-Chae and Lee Jang-Hyun in My Dearest. Sometimes, there are drama couples that nearly cause me pain when they are apart, and these two quickly became one of them. Though their relationships is hardly functional for much of it, through all that push and pull, they ultimately learn how to show up for each other. Also, their *chemistry* is insane!

Favorite Secondary Ship: I loved Hye-Seong and Sung Joon, the B couple in Call it Love. Seeing the SFL grow more comfortable with herself after a truly shitty ending to her previous relationship was a nice respite from the hidden identity stress of the A couple in this one. I'm also a sucker for a good romance where you start to see someone you've long taken for granted differently. (Close Runner Up: Cho Won and Do-Yun in See You in My 19th Life)

Favorite Platonic Relationship: Gil-Chae, Eun-Ae, and their maids, Jong Jong and Bong Doo, in My Dearest. I loved loved loved the relationship between these women in this drama, and part of the reason the second half of the drama suffered a bit for me is because of how far it moved away from this core relationship. They were ride or die for each other more than the majority of the men in their lives, and I loved that for them.

Trope that Needs to Die: While I find murder plots in rom coms tedious at the best of times, homophobic murder plots are really not it. Quit it, y'all. It's not cute.

Dramas I Missed: Moon in the Day, The Story of Park's Marriage Contract, and Tell Me That You Love Me (grrr Disney+ on this one) are on the list for next year. I'm probably missing others.

Non-2023 Drama Spotlight: Finally went back and watched Do You Like Brahms? for a hit of Park Eun-Bin. A lovely, if also melancholy, slice of life romance that's just as much about what to do when a (career related) dream that you've worked really, really hard for just isn't going to come through as it is about the main romance. Also made me fall in love with Kim Min-Jae and his lovely deep voice, enough so that I also then went back and finally watched Dali and the Cocky Prince, which was also a treat. Recommend both.

Most Looking Forward To: I continue to yearn for a Yumi's Cells 3, and who's to say if that one will ever come through, but I'm putting it out into the universe anyway. More realistically, I'm looking forward to the surprisingly stacked line-up of sageuks coming up, including Captivating the King and Love Song for Illusion.

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sashkapi · 2 months

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What are your headcanons regarding Kyle and Jackie? I think it’s great that they were shown as friends in that particular episode.

Furthermore, why did you decide to alter your Kick Buttowski design? I don’t mind it, in fact, I think it looks really great, but I thought the previous one was fantastic.

To anwser latter first: Mostly because I missed his giant stupid collar (affectionate). Additionally, I felt like I kinda failed to make him look older in the previous design (he is supposed to be 15-ish) and I didn't like the silhouette that much so yeah.

My previous design is still "canon" in my interpretation, tho. It's his emo phase jgjkskfkd

OH YEAH, FERAL GREMLINS HEADCANONS LES GO

(Combining the two)

1. After some time Kyle's family moved in in the Mellowbrook, much to Kick's disdain. He lives on the other side of the city and goes to a different school but his visits are much more frequent now.

2. Jackie’s parrot name is "Captain SKKBRM". The last part is composed of first letters of her idols. And yes, there is a reason S comes before K.

3. Jackie is low-key Kyle's translator. If Kyle has to say something important he goes so far off-topic with a verbal version of "wall of text" so the important part kinda gets lost. Jackie, however, can listen to him about the time he tried to tame a raccoon and say "Oh, so tomorrow's event is gonna start an hour early! Got it!"

4. Kick did talk to them about his boundaries and they more or less respected them, which allowed both Jackie and Kyle to hang out with him more often without Kick trying to escape. They're still wacky weirdos, but at least Kick tolerates them, so there's progress.

5. While Kick tolerates them, Gunther is actually their friend. Gunther also still thinks they're wack, but to him, they're more of a "funny kind of wack". Also, they are just as casually dramatic as Gunther, so you know they would get along.

6. They have a private weekly game of "Who got more trivia about Kick". They're neck in neck in it most of the time.

7. Kyle and Ronaldo met only once and Ronaldo’s take away from that encounter is "Buttowskis must be studied in a lab. What is wrong with this family?"

8. They are besties your honor. That's it.

9. Kyle has ADHD. He was diagnosed pretty recently, and it changed the way he is treated by his close and extended family. Whenever Kyle isn't with Jackie - Kick is just way more chill and mellow with him and would hang out with him if Kyle asks. While Brad and Brianna still don't like Kyle that much, they will give you a side eye if you try to insult him by pointing out how annoying and talkative he is.

10. On that topic - Jackie is neurotypical. She IS just a weirdo. Her reaction to learning that Kyle has ADHD was "Who is Aydee and why are they HD? Is that a camera? DID YOU GET A CAMERA THAT CAN FINALLY CAPTURE HOW AWESOME KICK IS?!"

After learning what ADHD is - literally nothing changed with Jackie and Kyle's friendship.

11. After a while Kyle got into sewing and knitting. It wasn't surprising for anyone. The boy loves puppets, and it was only a matter of time before he started making clothes for them.

12. Jackie on the other hand enjoys carpentry when she's... Y'know... Not stalking Kick. She carves little puppets for Kyle sometimes too.

Yes, she did carve a wooden statue of Kick, why do you ask?

13. After Kick and Kendall started dating and Jackie started to consistently obsess over Kendall as well, Kyle was a bit worried. He really values Jackie as a friend and was afraid that their friendship is based on their obsession with his cousin, so Jackie getting a new idol made him worry.(Kyle knows Kendall and is neutral about her unlike Jackie) When it came to light, Jackie’s response to that "Dude, Kick's fan or not, you're my best friend! That's like, even better than being my idol!"

They are weirdos and they will stick together your honor :)

14. Jackie’s dad is an absent dad. Jackie thinks that she doesn't have a dad, but it never bothers her that much.

That is to say: her dad is a celebrity, and there's a reason Jackie’s mom really doesn't like Kick.

I love them ur honor

#ask #kick buttowski #kick buttowski suburban daredevil #jackie wackerman #cousin kyle

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disgruntledkittenface · 8 months

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✨️ Twenty Questions for Fic Writers ✨️

Thank you @allwaswell16 and @haztobegood for tagging me! I love reading everyone's answers to these <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

60, including one cowrite

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

831,513

3. What fandoms do you write for?

One Direction. I use the BBC Radio 1 RPF tag for pairings with Nick Grimshaw, and I used the Shawn Mendes (Musician) one a few times, too.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

you came into my life, caught up in your love affair, baby, you're the end of june, an honest mistake and tell me what you need

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! I love replying to comments, even when I feel awkward about it. I really like getting replies from authors, I find it discouraging not to, so that's partly why. But a nice comment really makes me day, and I want to let people know I appreciate that. But I might miss one occasionally, and sometimes I don't reply if I think the commenter is being rude.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

It's probably my first fic, This Town. The whole fic is Niall processing Zayn leaving the band – but more importantly leaving him, and they don't get back together in the end. It's not my fault, Niall wrote a sad song! But also I was in the thick of grieving, so. That's what happened.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I almost, almost always write happy endings, so I could really pick this one at random lol, but I'll go with enough to make a girl blush. I really love how far Louis has come at the end of that fic and how happy she and Niall are together and how good they are together. Plus, I wrote a happy little timestamp for Harry and Zayn (count me in).

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've gotten comments that don't sit well with me, but not really. I did post a fic set at the beginning of COVID before I knew how bad it would get, and someone messaged me to say they were sorry about the hate it was getting... but I didn't see any?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes! I write smut that I find hot, girl direction and boy direction. When I started writing, I felt like I wrote absolutely terrible smut and I worked really hard to figure it out. Practice makes progress, baby.

10. Do you write crossovers? What the craziest one you've written?

I've written a couple of reality show AUs with the actual people from the shows in the fic – you came into my life and you wanna be on top? Nothing too crazy!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I think someone stole a shiall one-shot and posted it on Wattpad. Weirdly, I feel like I haven't made it because that doesn't happen to me more often.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! Most recently, someone asked if they could translate pink like the paradise found into Russian and they were so lovely.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I took part in a round robin for Nic's (@louandhazaf) birthday a few years ago! (Louis referring to merlot as the basic bitch of wines was me!) Co-writing has come up as an idea a couple of times, but the timing or idea etc has never been right.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

I kind of have to fall deep for a pairing to write them, so I love a lot of pairings! Aside from larry, I think gryles might be my favorite. Something about the pining best friends who can't be together because of... REASONS just gets me where I live.

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I had an idea for a lilo exes to lovers AU based on bennifer and I wrote a snippet that I really liked for it, but I felt like I was white washing Jennifer Lopez, if that's the right word? Like you can't separate her from the fact that she's Puerto Rican, so casting Louis in that role didn't feel right. I could try to figure out another way to approach it, but I don't really think I'll feel inspired enough.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm really good at continuity, and writing scenes with lots of people and involving all of them.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I always feel like I start sentences with "Niall did this" and "Harry did that" (sorry, writing narry at the moment). So, narration that's not action? Does that make sense?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I think it can be done effectively. I liked how the French worked in Darling, so it goes. It made sense to include because Harry moved to a country where he didn't speak the language. I tried to make the meaning of the French clear when Harry understood it, but I didn't include translations in the notes because Harry didn't understand a lot, and I wanted the reader in his shoes. I worked really hard on the French because I don't speak it, but I asked @somethingwittyorother to look it over and their feedback was incredibly helpful.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

One Direction!

20. Favorite fic you've written?

It's usually the last fic that I posted, so right now it's Suddenly Last Summer. I had the best time writing it and it was such a fulfilling creative outlet, and I just love it.

I'll tag: @crinkle-eyed-boo @uhoh-but-yeah-alright @neondiamond @kingsofeverything @louandhazaf @absoloutenonsense @homosociallyyours @nouies @onlythebravest

#twenty questions for fic writers #i love this game!#queer eye au #accidental courting au #nouis omegaverse #zouis au #grace kelly au #an american tragedy au #lilo bennifer au

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petitelepus · 8 months

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A Loner's Unexpected Journey, Part 5

Kimetsu Academy!Genya Shinazugawa X Fem!Reader

Summary: You wonder what you and Genya are and you soon find out that you might just love him. But fate is cruel and so are girls...

Warnings: None

A/N: Modern!AU, Kimetsu Academy, Female Reader, Genya Shinazugawa

PART 1 II PART 2 II PART 3 II PART 4 II PART 5 II PART 6 II PART 7 II PART 8 II PART 9 II PART 10 II PART 11 II PART 12 II PART 13 II PART 14 II PART 15 II PART 16 II PART 17 II PART 18

So you and Genya… What were you? You and he kept seeing each other during your lunches and by now you had enough money again to buy proper lunch boxes for yourself again. Good thing, because as nice as it was that Genya shared his meals with you, he was a bigger man and needed a lot more food than you did.

And then the two of you started to see each other out of school on… Dates? You weren't sure if you dared to call them dates but you knew that you were just hiding and trying to ignore the warm feelings in your heart whenever you and Genya hung out together.

You actually took him to your usual bookstore where you always bought your manga from and introduced him to some nice series you thought he would enjoy and while he wasn't ready to buy anything, he enjoyed seeing you talk about your passion aka manga.

That date led you to a manga cafe where you guys could read as many comics as possible and it was you who actually paid everything, as a payback from the cat cafe. Something Genya wasn't exactly excited about, but now you could say that the two of you were even.

The two of you were eating lunch as usual, but you noticed that Genya was being a little too quiet that day. You swallowed the piece of meat in your mouth and looked at your friend, "Hey Genya, is everything alright?"

"Huh?" The young man flinched as he glanced at you and quickly averted his gaze, "Yeah, uh, everything is fine…"

"Somehow I feel like things aren't exactly fine…" You frowned as you put your half-eaten lunch down, "You know you can talk to me right? I'm not going to tell anyone if something is bothering you."

"I know you won't…" He sighed, "Well… The tryouts to the nationals are tomorrow and my team wants me to lead."

"That's amazing!" You smiled, but Genya wasn't returning the gesture, "I don't know if I'm good enough…"

"Genya, you are the best shooter I know!" You said, and he looked at you, "You… You think I'm the best?"

"I do!" You nodded, "You're the best of the best and kindest person I know!"

"I…" He smiled a little, "Thank you. You are the best."

"I'm just telling the truth." You said happily and the two of you finished your meals together before leaving the abandoned room… But just as you stepped outside, you heard a familiar sound of giggles erupt behind you two.

"Look, it's the Miss Mood Killer and Mister Short Fuse!"

"Are they actually hanging together?"

"What a joke!"

You recognized those voices as the peppy and obnoxious girls from your classroom. You scowled as you listened to them talk about you and Genya literally behind your backs and you were filled with dread and anger. How can someone be so mean, like they were?

"She's so gloomy and he is so scary!"

"They were, like, made for each other!"

Alright, you had enough! You knew Genya wasn't able to talk back because he was shy around girls but it wouldn't stop you! Those girls could talk shit about you all they wanted, but they would pay for saying such mean things about your best friend and your love-!

"OI!" Genya suddenly shouted out loud, making the mean girls flinch. He wasn't done, "If you got something to say then at least say it to my face!"

"E- EEK!" The girls turned to run away and you blinked as you looked at Genya. You hadn't seen him angry before and you had certainly never heard him shout like that.

He noticed you were looking at him and he flinched before blushing in shame, "I'm sorry… I just… I got so mad when I heard them talk shit about you…"

"I…" You blinked as you smiled in joy, "Thank you. That was the sweetest thing anyone has done for me."

Genya blushed as he looked away from you and you were taken aback by these bubbly feelings in your tummy…

But then you thought about what were you thinking when you were about to shout at the girls and you got confused by your feelings… You knew Genya was your best friend… But did you want to call him your boyfriend? Your loved one?

…Your lover?

You felt your face heat up at the idea of you and Genya actually dating. That would include holding hands, hugging, and oh God, kissing!

Suddenly you felt like you couldn't breathe properly anymore. You had to get some air and get a little distance between you and Genya right now because if you didn't then you were pretty sure that you would say something stupid and maybe even cute.

"I, uh, I'll come to see your tryouts and cheer for you tomorrow if that is alright with you?" You asked and he looked at you in wonder, "You would do that?"

He sounded genuinely surprised and you couldn't blame him, he knew that you hated being near other people, but for him, you were willing to go out of your comfort zone and cheer him on!

"Yes! Unless you don't want me there?" You asked and he quickly shook his head, "N- No, I would love it!"

"It's a dat-!" You quickly cut yourself off, "I mean, I'll be there!"

"Alright," He nodded with a small smile, "See you there."

"Yeah, see ya!" And just like that, the two of you went on your own ways, you in your classroom and Genya in his own… But he didn't leave your thoughts for the rest of the day and those feelings followed you all the way to your home.

You kept thinking about him and how you had these feelings for him. One would think you were a complete noob and new to these feelings, but you did feel them towards some of your greatest manga or anime crushes.

Did it mean that you felt so strongly about Genya that you were comparing your feelings for him to your feelings for your fictional crushes?

"Oh my God…" You gasped as you grabbed your couch pillow and hugged it against your chest.

"Oh my God…!" You repeated and Lady, the little cat you adopted from the streets jumped on the couch to see what you, her owner were doing.

"Lady…" You looked at your cat and smiled, "I think I like Genya. Like, like like, I wanna be with him, love him, and so on!"

You gasped. You said it! You actually said it! You said you loved him! You loved Genya!

You made a detailed plan of how you were going to confess to him after his tryouts. If he made it then it would be a cheerful moment, filled with happiness! But if he didn't make it, you would make sure he knew that you were there for him and that you loved him and wanted to support him.

Yes, with those plans in mind, you went to bed, but you barely got any sleep when you kept thinking of Genya. Morning came slowly and despite sleeping very little, you were both excited and anxious for what was coming.

On your way to school, you stopped but the convenience store to buy your and Genya's usual lunch, meat on rice and you even bought chocolate to celebrate with later. The school was horrible as usual, but you were able to stand it long enough to make it to the grandstand to follow the sharp-shooting tryouts.

There were actually very many people there watching and cheering the shooters on and you almost felt nauseous, sitting amongst them, but for Genya, you were willing to go past your comfort zone.

You followed closely how the sharpshooters showed their skills, but you quickly noticed that they were no match to Genya's abilities. You watched in complete awe how he demolished the targets and people cheered as he was announced as the best shooter out of all his fellow shooters.

And he made it. He actually made it! Genya would be going to the nationals!

You had never been so happy and excited for someone before! Your best friend did so well, you had to go and congratulate him! You rushed to leave the audience filled with people and you were heading to see Genya when you noticed that he was absolutely crowded as his fellow students congratulated him.

He looked… Happy. You were so happy for him, but that was until you noticed that among those students were the obnoxious girls from the last day.

"Hey, uh, sorry about what we said yesterday…" One of them started and the other one finished, "Yeah, we, like, felt awful by what we said…!"

No, they weren't sorry, they weren't sorry even the slightest! You knew their mean tactics, Genya, don't believe them-!

"It's…" He blushed, barely able to look at them, "I- it's alright…"

"Would you, like, want to hang out with us?"

"Yeah, you're, like, so cool now!"

You felt so hurt. It felt like someone had stabbed you straight into your heart and now they were just twisting that knife in you. It wasn't just these girls, but other boys and girls also collected around him.

Genya wasn't alone anymore… But you never felt as lonely as you were feeling right now.

Your eyes stung and before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face. You couldn't take this, this was all too much. You had to get out before your heart would completely give out.

You turned and ran away like an upset coward you were, completely unaware that Genya was calling your name.

You rushed to the classroom to grab your shoulder bag and before anyone could notice or question why you were crying, you left to change your shoes and leave the school grounds.

You needed to be alone for a while, like completely alone with only Lady as your company.

#genya shinazugawa #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kimetsu academy #modern!AU #reader #reader insert #fem!Reader #writing #my writing #story #my story

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Adding more onto my Eyes Ears and Mouths AU (btw I made a silly little tag for it so like.. if you follow it you'll see when I post more oooooo)

So guys.. consider more info on the triplets (Pearl, Grian and Jimmy) and their backstory...

Tw for mentions of like. Difficulty getting food(?) and parental death/abandonment

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Pearl, Grian and Jimmy, the triplets.. their parents dead (or maybe the three just assumed they were dead.. who knows :3) and them newly orphaned, around 6..

Them three struggling for food, shelter.. everything. Hanging out in malls and small shops until they were kicked out, trying to beg for food while staying away from any law enforcement - they've heard how bad foster care could be once you were too old and how they'd split you up and they didn't even wanna try it

Them three sometimes having to split up to keep from getting caught, going to different parts of the city, whether for few hours, or days.. or weeks.. sometimes even months if they couldn't find each other. They all hated the separation, but they knew it was better than being split up permanently if they were caught

Pearl, having not only been the oldest but also looking a couple of years older than the other two, had gotten a couple of jobs young, around 13 or 14. She could never keep them long, hence the stealing even still. Besides, when you're working at a small corner store (think like a 7-11) it's easy enough to steal without many people raising eyebrows. But, eventually, she was always caught and fired, and bounced from job to job, never giving any references since she knew what they'd say, and just hoping they'd be desperate enough to hire this (appearance-wise) 15-16 year old without any proof of age or references or.. anything

She never told her brothers about any of the stealing, like where the food came from, or how she got Jimmy and Grian a slice of pie to share around their birthdays, or how one day she came home with a beaten up.. thing ("it's called a gameboy, you can play games on it .... no not games like tag, Jimmy"). She just said she was getting luckier with her begging and that's why she kept coming home much later than when she ended work

At about 15 (it was hard to count the days, but they knew their birthday was during summer) Pearl tells Jimmy. He could run faster than Grian, which mattered in a bad case scenario. Those two stealing while Grian kept begging, getting them some loose change that they saved in a plastic bag they once found, hoping to use it to get warmer clothes or blankets if they couldn't find any during winter

Eventually, maybe about 6 months after she told Jimmy, Pearl tells Grian about her stealing, and he helps. The three would clean up as best they could (so as to seem normal) then go into a mall or a small corner store and figure out what to steal. Only one would steal, the other two would be more like backup in case things went wrong

Now.. in this world, many people had powers (yet another reason they were scared of law enforcement. You never knew who would have a power that was super speed, or could freeze you still, making it easy for them to be taken into foster care) but the triplets.. didn't think they had any

Most people discovered their powers as children, even if they couldn't get the hang of them until they were adults or teenagers, but the triplets couldn't remember any time that they've had a power, so they assumed they were all powerless, which did make things more difficult but, they still got by and that's what mattered

Until one fateful day when Jimmy tries to steal a jacket to help them for the winter (even if it's a rather thin jacket)

He tries to run to the exit doors of the mall, where he can simply run among the cars and hopefully get lost, but before he can make it he gets tackled to the ground. He tries to escape the mall cop's grasp, he can't get caught and he knows there's only so long until more show up. Grian and Pearl started running over but before they could make it..

Bright yellow feathers sprouted from their brother's head, and they would see feathery wings flapping, trying to help him push up from the hard tile floor of the mall. They also saw ears floating around Jimmy's head which.. confused them. They stopped in their tracks, both confused on how the fuck their brother just transformed into some bird being when.. they were all powerless, weren't they?

Before they could get over their confusion and go over to help Jimmy, they see some ears float into the man's ears, and then the man froze. They saw Jimmy still kicking, scratching - doing anything he could to get out of the man's arms, but.. something was off with Jimmy's hands

The ends of his fingers turned into claws.. no, talons, black as the darkest night, the darkness going up his fingers where it ended.. and they could see blood coming from the man as Jimmy scratched him. And although Jimmy didn't notice it at the time, he could hear every single conversation going on in the mall, and he'd remember them all too

Pearl and Grian finally got over their shock and ran over, pulling Jimmy out of the man's grasp and the three of them running for the exit, Jimmy still holding onto the jacket and going back to his human form

When they got.. for lack of a better term, "home" (pretty much just the warmest spot they could find in an alley) they finally stopped running, and then the three finally let out their questions and confusion, although they didn't have any answers yet

Jimmy noticed how the other two treated him a bit differently after his transformation, and it worried him that one day he'd wake up and they'd be gone (Jimmy always handled separation the worst) but Pearl and Grian never considered that, they were just scared of angering Jimmy, of him attacking them like he had the man (they had all seen the news footage from a tv store, of a "yellow-feathered avian attacking a mall cop", and had seen the aftermath of the man when it was shown. They just got lucky that none of the mall's cameras had gotten a good look at Jimmy's face)

Next was Pearl. She had been running from a cop after stealing some bread, Jimmy and Grian being back at their "house" for the day, her legs so tired, almost giving out, panting for breath, unsure how the cop managed to go on but she could tell they weren't gonna stop soon.. she was slightly panicked, unsure of what to do. She couldn't let herself get caught, couldn't let her younger brothers' down.. and then, next thing she knew, she was flying, flapping wings behind her and leaving the ground

As she finally took a much needed breath, she saw the cop staring at her, mouth agape, and she flew as quick as she could (a bit wobbly but she slowly got it) to get back to her brothers, landing in the alley and seeing just how surprised and.. mildly scared they were hurt. She realized she must've made Jimmy feel this way too after he transformed.. but, as she calmed down from her panic, she went back to her human form, and told the story of how she transformed to the other too, and apologized to Jimmy for how she treated him

After that, Pearl and Jimmy tried getting Grian's powers to activate, since if they both had nearly the same thing, surely Grian did too? But no matter how hard they tried, Grian just.. didn't transform

It took to the point of Grian, Jimmy and Pearl nearly getting attacked by people who their stealing had affected for Grian to finally unlock his power. And as he transformed, the attackers ran in fright, but a few of Grian's Watchers (those little eyes, remember) followed them, shooting at them until Grian calmed down enough and they came back, disappearing to wherever with the rest

After this, the triplets worked on their powers, trying to learn of them, whether to use as a defensive measure or offensive one, but either way, it was a way to help them. Not to mention they were curious. They wanted to learn of their abilities, rather then ignoring them, as they've never seen anything like their transformations and the eyes/ears/mouths that float around their heads before

So, they learned how to trigger their powers, and practiced fighting against each other (which yes, has caused more than it's fair share of deep cuts and bed rest after but.. they needed to practice. If they couldn't defeat someone their age and roughly their size, how could they defeat a cop?) fighting or practicing triggering their transformations whenever they could, and they got pretty damn good at it too, using them whenever they were being chased or attacked without hesitation

So, for years they were small thieves, living on the streets, saving up for more, sometimes selling things they had for money. And, a few years later (and maybe a wobbly robbery but shhh they were never caught) they had enough finally for a small apartment. They would all sleep, curled up together for heat, and they cleaned up and all got jobs after getting an ID, slowly but surely. And, they (mostly) stopped stealing, not needing the food as much (usually) and they became more "normal" citizens

Well.. until one day....

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And bam! That's what I've got for today :3 y'all better not get too used to daily posts cause after work during the week I doubt I'll have enough energy to post but I'll try to post at least once on the weekends!!

Don't forget to follow the AU tag (Eyes Ears and Mouths AU) to see when I post or even just follow me since I doubt I'll post much else here (I don't know how to do a Tumblr)

#eyes ears and mouths AU #watcher grian #speaker pearl #listener jimmy #hermitcraft grian #hc grian #jimmy solidarity #solidaritygaming #pearlescentmoon #hc pearl #sky duo #cursed trio #cod duo #bad omens duo

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