#the saying isn't just ' blood is thicker than water'

[autistichanseo]

This is a long one !! sorry!! here's some true brothers angst thinking (with comfort at the end) for you guys though <33 (also read the tags after reading this if you do read this maybe cos I go on another mini ramble lmao)

Thinking about maybe when Hanseo and Vincenzo live together in Malta, since all Hanseo’s ever known is getting abused (both physically and verbally) and hurt over any mistake he made no matter how small, he automatically assumes Vincenzo will do the same to him (of course he would, that's what he “deserves”, right?).

So he tests the water with Vincenzo a bit.

To see what Vincenzo’s limits were, what to avoid doing to not get hurt, what the unspoken rules were (after all Hanseok had plenty).

It starts with small things, not tidying up after himself, breaking a plate “accidentally”, leaving milk out to spoil (also “accidentally”).

But Vincenzo doesn’t hurt him.

He helps Hanseo clean up the plate he dropped, checking to see for any possible injuries. He casually tells him to remember to put his things away when they’re all over one of the rooms. He only ever lightly scolds him (it was more a reminder than anything) in a light tone to make sure to not leave out the milk out next time for too long because it’ll spoil, but it was fine, that they could just ask a maid to add milk onto the grocery list.

It both confuses and scares Hanseo.

It meant he didn’t know what would set off Vincenzo, and he couldn’t handle the anxiousness that clawed at him whenever he was around him because of it.

Plus he was apart of the literal mafia, who knew what he and his mafia family (that also lived on the island) would do to Hanseo when angered?? He had seen first hand all of the various ways he toyed with Hanseok, and couldn't forget what Vincenzo had done to him before he joined his side, so who knew what methods he'd use when angered?? He needed to find out what to avoid, and fast.

Vincenzo starts noticing and asks if somethings wrong and why he's been avoiding him, to which Hanseo was terrified (and slightly relieved) that this was when the other shoe would drop and Vincenzo would shout at him or hit him.

But that never happened.

When Hanseo told him nothing was up, that he was struggling to sleep a bit lately so because of that he's just been a quite tired recently and out of it, Vincenzo seems to buy it and offered to get him a therapist, as after all it makes sense he’d be restless after everything that happened not too long ago in Korea. He ruffles his hair and leaves and Hanseo is just left shocked.

Why was he being so patient with him?? Hanseok would’ve hurt him at so many points in this test, why didn’t Vincenzo? (“Any other person would’ve by now right?”)

Was he toying with him? Making Hanseo more and more relaxed around him so that a real punishment would sting more and Hanseo would blame himself for it?

No, he shakes off that thought immediately. His hyung wouldn’t do something like that. It had to be something else.

He needs to know when the other shoe will drop. So he escalates things. Better to know now than fuck up later and have his hopes ruined.

So he keeps “forgetting” to go to his therapy appointments. He “tripped” and broke one of Vincenzo’s prized art pieces, he refuses to move his things or clean up after himself. He goes out to drink almost every day and comes home at like 3am, sometimes blasting loud music when Vincenzo's sleeping.

Anything. Anything for the second shoe to drop.

And eventually, Vincenzo can’t take it anymore, but it didn’t go as Hanseo expected it.

Vincenzo and him get in a huge argument, Hanseo’s refusing to listen (the shoe has to drop now right?) and Vin just exasperatedly like “why are you doing this?” but he isn't shouting at him or upset, just… concerned?

What??

Why wasn’t he mad??

As Vincenzo is asking him to explain why he was being like this Hanseo can’t bottle it up anymore and just bursts out with “because you won’t hurt me!!! why wont you hurt me??? just get it over with and scream at me for screwing up or slap me or anything! just do something so I'm not always anxious around you and... scared everything’s going to- I don’t know, straight up collapse at any moment or something!! just tell me what your rules are!!”

And that's when Vincenzo realises.

Oh.

His heart sinks. Because he now knows exactly why Hanseo’s doing this.

He’s trying to figure out what Vincenzo would hurt him for.

He thinks Vincenzo is going to hurt him eventually like Hanseok did.

Oh.

It takes Vincenzo a moment to process this and it's suddenly silent and Hanseo thinks this is when the other shoe has dropped.

He’s filled with fear once again, but this time it spills over any sort of relief he could’ve gotten at finally “finding out what Vincenzo’s limits were” because Hanseo can’t read Vincenzo’s face right now. He associates that unreadability with the unreadable expression Hanseok would have on his face before hurting Hanseo.

He's bracing himself to get shouted at or hurt so he goes back into Hanseok-mode and takes a step back, starting to cave in on himself as he's about to try to apologise and take back what he just said.

Thankfully, Vincenzo realises this and immediately snaps out of his head to reassure Hanseo. "Hanseo... I'm not going to hurt you... I was never planning on ever laying a hand on you. Ever. Nor was I planning to ever shout at you."

And Hanseo is just.

Stunned.

He doesn't know what to say so he's only responds with a meek "Why?"

For Vincenzo to be like "what Hanseok did to you wasn't normal or even okay in the first place, and you'll never get any of that horrible treatment from anyone again." (Vincenzo will make sure of that).

And Hanseo's just. speechless.

He can't figure out what to say or do so he's just there, starting to tear up like "hyung..."

Because this is when Hanseo realises that for the first time in his life, he's truly, truly safe now.

Because now he has a home, and he didn't just mean the island they lived on, but Vincenzo himself. Vincenzo was home to him, and he was more of a home to him than any fancy villa Hanseo had had before could've ever been.

Yeah, he'll be okay now.

After all, no matter what happens, he has his home to go back to.

#I think a lot of people forget #hanseo and vincenzo are Very Traumatised individuals #and Will have trauma responses #a.) they're not as healthy of a brother dynamic as everyone thinks they are (they both need time to heal for that to happen) #and b.) it wont just be happy ever after now that they're living together even tho I wish it was that easy #abuse isn't easy to get over #there will be a Lot of hardships to overcome because of the things ingrained in your brain from it #but they'll be able to overcome their hardships now that they have each other #and the ones they can't overcome they'll face and deal with Together #because Thats what makes people brothers. not a family tree branch or by blood #but by love and appreciation and being there for each other when things get tough #no matter what obstacles arise #thats why the full saying isn't “blood is thicker than water” #but “The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.” #it's why their dynamic is called true brothers I rest my case #speaking of: #true brothers #jang hanseo #jang han seo #jang hanseok #vincenzo #tvn vincenzo #빈센조 #myposts

[ichorblossoms]

thinking about. bad ending grimm. not canon but fun to think about, guard dog with nothing left to protect just trying to cause as much damage before it's put down kinda vibes

#and also i just wanted to draw someone bloodied up a bit. it's been awhile #usually thicker than water is the blood story bc i mean. it's The Blood Story but honeybee can have little a blood as a treat #i say 'a little' as if p3 isn't the most violent part of the story #some days i feel like there are bees in my head and i'm like i wanna DRAW but also i wanna WRITE but also i wanna PLOT things out more #usually the drawing part wins but augh. they are in my brian so much #rambles #grimm #art #au

[astonmartinii]

love love love these social media aus. i am obsessed. would love to see a soft launch with carlos maybe of him showing her spain and his home? carlos just screams old money european vibes and i love it

old money | carlos sainz social media au

pairing: carlos sainz x reader a class in soft launching 101

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note: sorry this one is a bit short, but i hope you enjoyed anyway!!

#f1 #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz f1 #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz instagram edit

[the-badger-mole]

On the Unredeemed

Unredeemed villains are important in fiction. I feel like that needs to be said. There is a trend in recent years (probably since Wicked became a hit) of people wanting to see monsters redeemed. I'm not against that (per-se... glowers in Maleficent), but also, I feel like we do lose something when we lean into the idea that the monster gets to make good.

Fiction can be really useful for teaching us about life. I remember seeing a quote some time ago on Pinterest or something that said something along the lines of "fairytales are important not because they tell us dragons are real, but because they tell us that dragons can be slayed". That has been on my mind a lot recently when I see discussions about characters like Azula and (more recently) Ozai. They are fictional characters with super magic fire powers, but they represent something real- they represent the cycle of abuse in families, and while I understand the impulse to absolve someone as young as Azula, I think it's also important to tell the story where she isn't redeemed.

One reason that most Azula redemption stories bother me is because of the responsibility they tend to place on Zuko as her older brother, despite the fact that she victimized him probably more than anyone in her life (that we get to see. I don't think her soldiers believed her death threat for no reason). There are plenty of stories about the victims of abuse needing to be the bigger person to keep their families together and being villainized when they don't (I think by now we all understand that Terri was not the villain of Soul Food). We need stories about knowing when it's okay to walk away, and that illustrate the idea that "the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb".

In a time when more people are talking openly about going low contact or completely cutting off family members- close family members- I personally think that seeing stories about coming out of the other side of it, of building a new family, healing from the past, and dealing with the residual guilt that comes with "turning your back on family" even when it's the right call, is helpful in the same way that those fairytales about slayable dragons are.

I'm not saying any of this to discourage Azula redemption stories. In fact I would love to see more. Stories that have Azula confronting what she did to the people she should have loved most, and have her considering what to do with the knowledge going forward, instead of just using her past abuse and mental health to gloss over the real harm she did. I want to see her grappling to accept the fact that no one- not her brother, not Iroh, not her friends- owes her forgiveness, and then dealing with all the complex emotions that come with just one of them actually forgiving her. But also, I want to see stories where Zuko gets to let go of his father and sister and go on to be supported in that decision. Because to him, they were dragons, and they were slain.

#the badger mole muses #every villain does not need to be redeemable #zuko #atla #i feel like if i don't tag this #anti azula #someone's going to get mad #it's not #it's just pro having villains be villains #but to be on the safe side #THE YEAR OF CONTENT!!!!

[woso-dreamzzz]

I just read that Alexia might of consider giving Bambi up and I made a whole story in my head, like if Bambi is 4 Alexia must have given birth late 19 or early 20, so lockdown.

Alexia only told Eli and Alba about the pregnancy so no-one knew, she gives up Bambi and somehow Jenni was on the process of adopting and she finally gets the call about the most beatiful baby girl ever (aka Bambi), since it was a closed off adoption neither Jenni nor Alexia know they are the other part of it.

Jenni keeps Bambi a secret for quite some time and only reveals her to the world and her teammates after Bambi's first birthday since she just wanted her little girl all to herself, and then training and all things involving football are back so she taked Bambi with her to training and she meats the girls, they are all quite taken with Bambi including Alexia

Alexia does not know why but Jenni's daughter reminds her of someone but she can't just pinpoint who (in this Bambi would look a little bit like Alexia but not completely) and everything is fine, everything is normal but she can't just help but feel a weird bittersweet feeling on her chest everytime she hears Bambi calling Jenni Mami and she doesn't know why (blood runs thicker than water or so they say)

And then suddenly it's Bambi's second birthday and everything inside Alexia's heads just explodes

Omg

Thinking about Alexia putting together pieces when someone calls out how much Bambi and Alexia look like each other and teasingly tells Jenni that Alexia must have been the birth mother.

It's meant to be a joke but it sparks something in Alexia and she really looks at Baby Bambi for the first time and it all just suddenly makes sense and she isn't sure how she's supposed to feel anymore

(Thank you for this. I will be thinking about this for days!)

#asks #bambi

[iamjustaholeforyousir]

Walk Through Fire For You

part 11 of Look What We Became

summary: life is too unexpected, and blood is thicker than water.

warning: angst, violence, fighting, fire, slightly steamy scene.

word count: 3019

minors DNI

part1 part2 part3 part4 part5 part6 part7 part8 part9 part10 part11

You were sitting quietly at the dining table, with your father and mother, contemplating your whole life, why you thought coming back here was a good idea, you do not know, but what you do know is, calling your husband here was an even worse one, you didn't know what you would say to him, you had not planned this through properly. What do you say to someone who has lied to you, from the very beginning of your marriage? The letter was also not now filled with love. It was true, you had no reason to go back, you weren't the queen, and you had no duty towards that kingdom, yet, except the occasional visits to the town.

Your mother was worried as to why you were back after mere days of the wedding. And your father was happy to see you at first, but then got accustomed to your stay, and everything went back to how it was. The taunts began, the domination, it was all overwhelming. 

Though you had never reached out for help, never told anyone outside of the family, never complained to your grandparents when they lived, never told a soul, too afraid it would break the family, too afraid your mother would blame you, too afraid of what your sisters would think. Being the youngest, isn't always what it looks like, it isn't always a joy ride, the most loved child of the family it is all said by some jealous older one, because in his eyes, you remained a young, untamed, bastard daughter, and in your eyes, he remained the object of all your fears.

Even in a crowd of a million people, you could recognize his footsteps, even in the darkest of rooms you could see his disappointment, even in the most joyous moments you could feel his agonizing gaze. 

He torments your dreams, and he tortures your conscious, he kills time by pretending to be the father he could never be, the husband he could never be, always doubting your mother, when he himself had a few courtesans, your whole body shakes with fear when he comes near you, you walk out of every chamber he walks in, you do not want to be in his presence, you curse the stars, for they signed you with death when you were born to your father. 

Harry was getting ready for the journey, while gemma was sitting on his bed, eversince you had left, gemma had come to stay for a bit, her husband was very understanding, if it were harry, he would let you ourt of sight even for a moment, wouldnt lwt you go anywhere just because someone called you. But since you wanted to leave, stay away from him, he respected that.

The thing he couldnt understand though was “why would she go back to that oaf?” he asked his sister, while he tried to tie his bow. 

“Imagine how badly you have hurt her, that she seeks comfort in her monstrous father.” gemma sys, dramatically, and harry turns around to givr her an unammused look. 

“You dont understand gemma, he is such a -ugh” harry couldnt find the words to describe a father, who torments his own child. If harry weas ever blessed with children, she would dare lay a hand on then, let alone beat them black and blue!

“Gemma, my older sister, princess, asnd soon to be queen, i make you vitness my vow, i shall protect my wife, Y/n M/N Styles, with my life, against any threat that is ever to come upon her, even her father, i shall do what i must.” he finishes and gemma just look at him, a look he cannot read.

“Do you thing she will be pleased by this oath? Do you think she will believe you care for hr bother?” 

“She doesnt have to believe, i have sworn it, and i shall stand by it.” 

The carriage is ready, my lord.” britward said

“You are my second most loved person britward!” he screams with joy.

Britward was an old man, who had acted as prince harry’s sitter. Harry had a sweet bond with the man, Britward was more of a confidant that Harry turned to when he needed advice, and Britward would give them in the sweetest of words as if it were merely a suggestion. 

“We shall leave now, before it is too late, takes a day to reach them sir. A tedious journey you have chosen,” he says “yet a necessary one.” 

“You are right as always Britward, right as always.” Harry says “See you soon, sister,” mocking discipline, and Gemma smacks him in the arm.

“King Y/l/n, a letter has arrived.” says Lucile, 

“Go on, read it out then.” your father says, while cutting a piece of pork

“King Y/l/n,

I hope everything is joyous in your kingdom,

I am writing this letter to you, inorder to announce my arrival later this evening. I am to take my wife home after weeks of her staying with you. I hope you have taken good care of her,” 

she read out, and your father scoffs 

“if it is not much of a burden on you, I would like to stay and dine with you. I shall take my leave early morning the next day. I do not wish to impose myself upon you, but to only converse with you about the woman I am married to, I wish to learn more about her. I do hope you think of my journey as worthy of your time. I wish for your well-being.

Regards,

Prince of Holmes Chapel.”

 “Oh this is lovely news! We must prepare for dinner!” your mother said, full of joy and excitement.

“Isnt in punishment enough i am entertaining this deviant that i now must entertain her husband too?” 

Everybody went quiet, you father had a talent for ruining moments such as these with his sullen face, and antisocial personality. He often treated those around him with great inferiority, as if the world was beneath him. 

“Dinner must be prepared regardless.” he says “That foolish boy wishes to not discuss my daughter but the estate, his father wishes to have it for himself, but I shall only give it to Prince Alexander, he seems worthy of it, and so does victoria, this one here couldn't even keep her husband happy, he sent her back to torment us,” he says

“Torment you?” you ask, and your father raises his eyebrows, that is when you knew it was your first mistake

“Dare you question me? Living as a princess has gotten to your head? Should I smack that attitude out of your body? Hm?” he asks, and you say nothing, lowering your head. If you thought calling your husband was a terrible idea, now you were sure of it. “I thought so,” he says before getting up and leaving.

You sigh, living here has not been easy for you, recently life has not been easy for you.

Getting up you make a beeline to the library, deciding to kill time till your husband arrives. 

You were woken up by a splash of water slapping your face, you open your eyes in panic and see your father towering over you. You don't remember when you fell asleep, and you definitely didn't mean to fall asleep, “you are so lethargic, no wonder your husband sent you back. Go make yourself presentable, your husband is already here.” 

Putting the soaked book aside, you slowly get up, still in shock, that is when you feel a kick to your back, which makes you fall down, “I SAID MOVE FAST!” you quiclky get up, and start moving forward, head low, when you bump into a hard chest and the smell of sweet-smelling dried leaves  hay-like scent, filled you up, looking up in pure terror, you see your husband, staring at your father, with the most hateful look, you have ever seen him give someone. 

His hands were behind his back, as if he was holding himself back from just lunging at your father, “apologise.” he says, and you wip your head to face him, but he stares straight ahead, “pardon?” your father says, eyes narrowing, as though prince harry had said something so out of the ordinary. 

“I said, opologise.”

You look back at your father ,terrified, “prince harry i-”

“I believe i wasnt talking to you.” he says, but hd never once looked at you.

“You best not be giving me a command boy.” your father says. 

“Oh i ought to, when you dont act like a king rather a man with no honor!” he yelled at your father. He yelled. At your father.

“Stay in your limits!” your father says, “in my limits? This my wife! That you so poorly abused! And now you opoligise to her! In fact get down on your kness and beg for her forgiveness!” he says

“Prince harry please dont-” you try,

“She is my daughter before she is your wife! If it werent for me, you wouldnt even have her!”

“I shall count ot three, andwithing thattime constraint if you do not opologise to my wife, i must do whatever i have to in order to protect her honour.” harry says, “what exact will you do! Hm?” 

“Prince har-”

“One.” your father doest move,

“What are you doing!? This is ridiculuous-”

“Two.”

“Y/n! If he dares to do anything stupid, you will not be invited back!”

“Three.” 

In that momnet, you see your husband walk towards your father, as you try your level best to stop him, hold ont ohis arm, but he just drags you along, his free hand reaches up to grab your father’s coat collar, while the other hand, that you were holding onto, comes down to your father’s face in a blunt punch. 

You watch in horror, as your father’s nose bleeds. “Prince harry! What are you doing!?” 

Then another, “stop it! Please!” and another “what are you doing please stop!” and another, “you are killing him! Please stop!” 

At this point you have left his hands, and are grabbing onto his back, trying to pull him off, “HE IS MY FATHER! STOP IT!” you say, tears streaming down your face, your father’s whole face his bloody, and his body is hanging limp in your husbands hand, 

“HARRY STOP IT!”

you scream, with all your might, eyes closed shut. 

Then your heard a thud, opening your eyes you see that he had dropped your father’s body to the ground, heavfing, he looked at down at his master piece. 

You run to your father, relieved he was still breathing, trying to make him sit up, but he only pushes you away, “you… are…no daughter…. No daughter of ….mine.” he says, but you only shake your head, trying to convince him otherwise, your face was wet with your tears, “a mistake” he says “I raised you…. And this is how…you repay me.” 

“What have you done! What were you thinking!” you scream at the man standing above you. But he doesnt answer, only clenches his jaw. 

“Your royal highness dinner is serve- oh! Goodness heavens!” a servasnt comes in, and sees you over your father’s body,

“Tell the queen that we will not be staying for dinner.” your husband says, and the servant scurries away. 

He then proceeds to take your arm, and pull you up. “We are leaving.” he says, and you don't recognise his voice, you don't recognise this person, standing in front of you, your husband would never hurt anyone, but then again, what did you even know of your husband? He tugs your arm, and leads you out of the castle. 

The carriage ride was silent, no one dared to utter a word. You couldn't even look at him, but he kept on staring at you. Your whole body was shaking with fear, this was treason. What you had witnessed was treason. You were a traitor’s wife, your father would never want o see your face again, your mother would hate you, and your sisters, how will you face your sisters after this. 

Reaching back to your marital home, you still didnt feel safe, you didnt feel safe next to this man, you once thought you were in love with. He was the true monster. This time you had been in an illusion, he could have murdered your father! 

He extended his hand for you to take, but hurry down the carriage, and rush to your room, shutting the doors behind you. Its wasn't a bad idea to call your husband, it was a terrible idea. 

Soon enough, you husband was there with you, but you both didnt say anything.  He walks closer to you, steadily, cautious, like a predator does to a prey, he lifts your chin up, so that you face him, look deep into his eyes. finding what little courage was left in you, you ask, “why?” but he just frowns in confusion. 

“For you”

“For me?” you ask, “you hurt my father for me-”

“To protect you-”

“Protect me!?”

“YES!”

“What were you protecting me from!”

“Him!” 

“He is my father! I do not need protection from him!” 

“No father treats his daughter like that!”

“He was just frustrated ans nervous-”

“Are you truly defending him?” he asks, as if mocking you

“He will never speak to me again!”

“GOOD!”

“IT IS NOT GOOD! IT IS NOT!” you scream, 

“Y/N! HE HURT YOU! HE HITS YOU!”

“HE IS STILL MY FATHER-”

“WHAT FATHER DOES THIS TO HIS OWN CHILD!” harry screams, as he slips the glove out of your hand, revealing the scars on your hand.

And you go mumm. 

“Dont you see princess, breaking that bond with your father has set you free?” he says, bringing your scarred hsand up to his face, his soft skin comes into contact with the coarse one of your hand, he kisses it, he kisses over every scar, and for a moment, you get lost in his touch, you let him pull you closer, you inhale his scent, you let him kiss your neck, let his hands slide around your waist, you just let him, not out of fear, not out of love, not out of anger, not out of happiness, you just let him.

Fresh tears start slipping down you face, and he stops. Looking at you, with concern, “are you alright-” but you just shake your head rapidly.

“The king would like to see you.” abigail comes to the room, harry nods his head, rubbing your arm, and leaves you alone. 

You drop to the floor, coming undone, your life wasn't supposed to go this way, you were supposed to live happily after you were married! You were so stupid! How could you not see this? Frustration fills your body, anger onwards yourself, towards Harry, towards your father, towards Deborah, you throw a candle against the mirror in your room, and fat tears of fear mixed with anger stain your face, as the candle burns your curtains.

Smoke fills your room, as the fire spreads across your bed and running towards the door, making it difficult to breath, you try to beat it, as you sprint towards the door yourself, but it catches up beforeyou could open them, trapped in the burning room, you scream frantically, for someone to come estignuish it, you ran towards the sofa, god was not on your side today.

After a bit of running around, avoiding the fire you stop, accepting your fate. After today, death seemed like the best option. 

“What were you thinking!” his father asked him

“I was not!” he retorted back

“Do you understand that you were married to his daughter not only because of her qualities, not only because we needed you to start acting like a prince rather than a simpering boy, but also to have good relations with other kingdoms!?”

“We have great relations with our neighboring kingdoms! And you are ought to not have any relations with a man like that!” harry says.

“He might be a bit crude, but what even prompted you to raise your hand on the man?”

“I only protected my wife.” they both had clamed down, “if it were you, you would have done the  same for mother.”

“What did he do to his own daughter that made you so violent?”

Harry doesnt look at his father, contemplating whether to tell him or not, it wasnt his secret ot share, it wasnt his problem? But again it was bdceause you were his wife and your problems were ought ot be his. 

“He kicked her.” 

What do you mean- “

That is when Harry hears your screams, and without caring about etiquettes or manners or anything at all he ran towards your chambers.

As soon as he reached the corridor, he could see his door on fire.

Harry froze for a second, he did not know what to say, you werent screaming anymore.

He couldnt hear your voice anymore, you were in a burong room, he might never get to hear your voice again, his fear slowly started turning into panic.

“GAURDS! WHY ARE THERE NO GAURDS!” he screamed, runnig towards the buring fire.

In that one moment, when his body cmae in contact with the fired door, harry did not care for himself, his only concern were you, only thing he was thinking about was you, oh how infatuated he was by your whole being, your existance, you just you. 

He pushed the hellish doors apart, to find a brning room. But no sight of his wife.

Frantically looking around harry ran towards the bath. 

And there you were, lying on the floor, as the fire fiercely surrounds you.

There you were.

A/N: fuck this, you know what, fuck it, lemme know if we want a next-life rebirth kinda shit.

@strwbrrydaydreams @remuslupinwifee @inlikea-coolway @mypolicemanharryyy @sunshinemoonsposts @stilesissaved @novalunosising @sleutherclaw @dear-mylove @kiy0hime @rafaaoli @st-ev-ie @urmomsksjdjdjsj @lomlhstyles @love-letters-to-uranus @panicattheuc @grace-vega28 @inlovewithfictionalcharacters123 @natykn @ttkttt @missmielyhoran

#arranged marriage #forced marriage #grumpy x sunshine #enemies to lovers #harry styles smut #harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x you #harry x y/n #harry styles angst #history #hazza styles #angst #light angst #perioddramacentral #prince harry #smut fanfiction #smut #harry styles fluff #fluff #fem reader #one direction #1d #18+ only

[starlightshadowsworld]

It's 2023.

... Its 2023 and it's the first time tampons and pads were tested with blood.

... You know the products period having people use when we have periods.

The things that are supposed to be designed to absorb blood.

Have for the first time been tested with actual blood!

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Yeah the reason there's blue liquid on the adverts isn't for censorship no no no it's because they've been using saline and water to test how absorbent these things are.

And I don't think I need to explain that blood is thicker than a water.

We have a whole fucking proverb about it.

The people doing the study reported that there isn't any study that exists prior to this.

And suprise they aren't as effective at absorbing blood like initially believed.

Women have been saying this shit for years, people with heavy periods have been saying this shit for years.

And no one gave a fuck.

And said we were just over exaggerating or it can't be that much blood.

And they weren't even designed to absorb blood, but water.

Tampons have been around since the 1930's.

Pads have been advertised commercially as period products since the 1880's.

And no one has ever thought to see if they could do the timing they were being marketed for?!

I'm so pissed.

#Periods #feminine hygiene #Tampons #sanitary pads

[hippolotamus]

So this is 39...

I was gonna do one of those X amount of things I've learned by age whatever, but 39 is a lot of things and tbh I'm not sure if I’ve learned that many (as some of you would undoubtedly agree). So, in true Hippo fashion, please accept this list of random assorted things I've picked up like shiny trinkets/facts I've come to accept through the years.

Believe it or not you're worth the effort, love and care you try to give everyone else but don't think you deserve.

Usually the more I've tried to fit in and be like everyone else, the more unhappy I've been. Let your freak flag fly and see who sticks around in your blanket fort.

Legos, coloring, stuffies, swing sets, daydreaming and other ‘childish pursuits’ are not, in fact, just for kids.

when given the opportunity, a solo car concert is a solid choice

If you're constantly putting yourself in boxes for the benefit of someone else... honestly, what's the point?

Find at least one person you can drop the mask with and be fully, authentically you.

Groups break up, accidents and weather happen... just go to the concert/show/exhibit if you wanna instead of waiting for ‘next time’.

nobody has their shit figured out (especially anyone acting like they do). we are literally all out here just wingin' it.

Some of the best life advice comes from fictional characters

Nobody cares. Nobody is thinking about you the way you're thinking about you. - Alexis Rose

Life isn't meant to be lived in moderation. We only get one chance at this... What's the point of living if you're just going to keep yourself locked away from ever experiencing life? - Avi Mulvaney

Make sure you’re following your heart - Carla Price

You’re gonna be okay, kid - Christopher Diaz

just because you didn’t die, doesn’t mean you’re actually living

even if you think you’re ‘too young’ for something, i assure you you’re not

i love you isn't reserved for family and/or romantic partners.

Platonic soulmates are a thing and they do exist

Dates with yourself are 100% necessary and sometimes the best ones

there is zero deadline or requirement to find a romantic partner, get married, have kids, buy a house, etc...

Sexual and Romantic preferences are fluid. It's OK if you change your mind or didn't 'figure it out' until your 20s, 30s, 40s or beyond.

You're complete as you are. Without the degree, the partner, the [current arbitrary standard]

Cliche as hell but life doesn’t end because you didn’t get the job/house/partner. Odds are good it’s the best thing that could have happened and you’ll be delighted it did.

Blood may be thicker than water but Found Family, the Family We Choose, is often the best family

Shared genetics doesn't demand your unwavering loyalty

I'm human and I fuck up. I make the wrong choice, say the wrong thing, don’t say anything or say too much. Way more than I want to, and often in the name of trying to keep the peace.

Do you write, paint, draw, some other variety of art? Congratulations 🥳 you’re an author/artist. A real one. Yes, you!

As such (and I will die on this hill) you don’t owe anything to anyone. Not the fic, the next chapter, the snippet, the gif set, etc. Your works are not the price of membership to fandom.

Missing someone and being glad they’re not in your life anymore aren’t mutually exclusive concepts.

You’re more than enough, but not too much. Never too much. I promise.

headpats & forehead kisses 💞🦛

#hippo rambles #not 39 things #hippo wisdom #i realize some of these are oddly specific #but i’ve been around a while and found them necessary

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

aha,,, I had this really in-depth thing I wrote about how much I like your art,,, and the first half, maybe even first 2/3 got deleted,,, I was so excited writing it, I have no idea what it all even contained anymore,,,

So... the first paragraph after this here is rewritten from what I could remember writing the first time. I know it's not as in-depth as it originally was. Hopefully it still gets the depth of what I want to say across... The second paragraph is what DIDN'T get deleted. Aaaa

I only just recently found you and started following you, but I have to say, your art and comics and writing for the ASL brothers is just. So unbelievably good. You're up there in my favorites. Top three. Top two even. The way you write them is like watching a group of close friends interacting in real life, down to the silliness and shenanigans and inside jokes and abrupt changes in topic or mood in a conversation, including superficial changes (one that comes to mind is when Ace goes something like "I'll bet ONE MILLION DOLLARS" or some incredibly large number, really intensely suddenly, in response to Luffy's saying he'd be $20 or something, and then there's a beat, and then Luffy is like "$20 is fine :)" and Ace is just like "Alright :)". That kind of thing is something Ive had happen, something I've seen happen to others... but I've never seen it written/drawn so well.) Everything about their interactions is so incredibly natural, so full of life. Every time I read one of your comics I'm in constantly in awe and taking mental notes. Well. Okay, no, that's a lie. I WISH I were taking mental notes, but I get so caught up reading because it flows SO smoothly that I forget to.

And that's another thing!! How the way you do paneling and story beats in your comics makes reading while also visualizing movement and transitions so seamless. It's like, the visual-narrative equivalent of a hot knife through butter. I've read plenty of comics-- from novice to professional-- that have really clunky paneling and/or pacing. And similarly, I've read as many that let you read everything easily, but it's like, TOO easy, and there's no weight drawing your eyes to the actual art or keeping them there. And I've seen comics that are somewhere between these two, but still don't feel like they have a good flow. (All this as passive observation, I'm not one to actively look to critique something.) Anyway, what I'm saying is, the way you set up your comics-- the art, the paneling, the pacing, the speech bubbles, the shots, EVERYTHING-- makes them just. MM!! An absolute frickin delight to read. And it's combined with some of the best, most natural-feeling writing I've ever had the pleasure of reading. You balance everything so well. In this age of being desensitized to humor online, I must say, the silliness in parts of the Water Is Thicker Than Blood comic make me genuinely grin and even laugh to myself alone in my room. It feels so real, so genuine, so... I'm running out of words. I'm sorry. I just... REALLY love how you make stuff. I want you to know that I'm a big fan, and, even though I'm older than you I'm learning a lot, and your stuff is so well-done. I hope this isn't too strange, aha... if it is, I apologize. I got a little intense

Oh woweewowee!!!!!!

Thank you for enjoying how i depict them! I really enjoy drawing them as realistic as i can. I really want people to understand them how i do in my head, and im glad it comes off perfectly because i love these little gremlins! And it really is surprisingly easy to think up situations of them being little dumbasses together :) just put them in situations, think about the ways any normal person could possibly react to the information thats given, scrap all that, use the outlier, and bam! That’s a bonafide ASL dynamic right there!

Thats really nice of you to say how you like how i panel my comics because thats one of the things im a bit self conscious of, truthfully. My formatting isnt as neat or polished as other comics are, and i really dont care to change that, but its nice to know that there is still charm and interest in my style of comics.

I get what you mean with the being desensitized to humor online nowadays. Idk what about it but its kinda hard to get me to full on laugh at memes like i used to. But i really enjoy putting in gags that i think and I chuckle to myself about for a while after i thought of it. The “that doesnt taste anything like ass” gag got me chuckling for so long to myself while i was at work. Just like,,, the shock and awe that Sabo is in from having witnessed that is so funny to me, i dont think that gag will ever get old in my head.

That’s really cool that me just goofing around can be a learning opportunity to people :0 ive never even considered that could be the case

Not at all! Thanks so much for your thoughts and opinions! This is very heartwarming and im very happy i could produce something thats so meaningful to others :)

Thanks for the ask, too :D

#ask reply #@findmeabowloftrash-blog #long post

[tokkias]

Nalu Week 2023 Masterpost

Day 1: Anniversary arbitrary anniversary Lucy really, truly wishes that when Natsu had offered to plan their date, that she could simply relax and not worry about it. Unfortunately, there's that little itch in the back of her brain that's telling her that there's something that she's missing about this.

Day 2: Family mama, don't you worry about me They say the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb, and Lucy knows that's true enough. Though they ended on uncertain terms, Lucy doesn't want to go on without her old family meeting her new family.

Day 3: Fears to (almost) lose you Natsu doesn't like to dwell on the past. There's no reason to keep living in the past when your future is right in front of you. Unfortunately, it seems his subconscious doesn't quite feel the same way.

Day 4: Shenanigans cherry wine lips All Natsu had wanted was a nice, chill night to relax and unwind, but unfortunately he gets more than he bargained for in a very drunk, and very clingy Lucy.

Day 5: Gifts dragon's hoard Natsu's got a weird new habit that Lucy can't quite seem to wrap her head around. She supposes that's just par for the course when it comes to having a dragon as a best friend.

Day 6: Nostalgia my lonely days are gone A little trip through Hargeon wouldn't be complete without a few tears shed in the name of nostalgia.

Day 7: (New) Adventures isn't she lovely After years of adventuring on their own, all it takes is a little red line for Natsu and Lucy's lives to change and have them embark on the next chapter of the rest of their lives.

#nalu #fairy tail #fanfiction #fan fiction #naluweek2023 #nalu week 2023 #allaboutnalu #nalu week #mya writes things

[welcometololaland]

Fic Rec Friday Round Up - Part 1

Thanks to everyone who participated! I have a list below of the fics that people either tagged me in or tagged #fic rec friday. If I've missed anyone (or tagged anything incorrectly), please let me know.

This week's theme: a fic that made you cry / feel all the feelings.

Please read at your own discretion - heed tags and ratings on each individual fic (particularly this week as I see some fics have archive warnings that apply). Keep yourself safe friends!

911

a bleeding sun on a silver screen by @hoediaz

Further Than Blood (Or Than Bones) by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

In the Gray You are Golden by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

911 Lone Star

"I'm doing it, shut up." by @irispurpurea

'til death do us part by @morganaspendragonss

A home isn't always the house we live in by @liminalmemories21

Among my stillness was a pounding heart by @tailoredshirt

anger has told me her real name is grief by @alrightbuckaroo

Blood on the tracks, fire in the hills by thenorthface

broken glass by @irispurpurea

every beat of you, every measure and note (series) by @fortunatelydecaffeinateddinosaur

Fire Island by @carlos-in-glasses

From The Sidelines by @iboatedhere

haunted by the ghost of you by @strandnreyes

Hold On I Still Want You by @sleepyfaceandsnark

How to Woo a Texan by @ao3theskyisblue

i've been thinkin' 'bout you, do you think about me still? by inconocible

if my wishes came true, it would've been you by @ravens-words

in uncertain terms by @iinryer

it's just around the corner, darlin' by @strandnreyes

quédate un segundo más by @morganaspendragonss

oh, take me back to the night we met by mooshkat

Our Unforeseen Forever by @ao3theskyisblue

Magnetic North by @paperstorm

Missing Moments (series) by @paperstorm

No fix for the fixer by @goodways

porque yo voy a quedarme by @morganaspendragonss

say a solemn prayer, place a poppy in my hair by @strandnreyes

Secret Moments In A Crowded Room by @strandnreyes

Seven Ways (Back to You) (series) by Lolaland

shape-shifting in an endless sleep by @terramous

Silence and Gloom by @wandering-night19

sweet nothing by @strandnreyes

Ten Digits Away by Dekka

The End of Me by @howtosingit

The Five Stages of Afterwards by @karaxuno

The future's overdue by @paperstorm

The kind you can't get away from by @heartstringsduet

the meetings for those in my wake by @morganaspendragonss

They'll Find Another Son to Love by @karaxuno

threadbare by @safeashousespdf

time, curious time by @strandnreyes

Two hearts gone black and blue by @paperstorm

Under the surface by @paperstorm

we've never slept six feet apart by @terramous

when i'm like this, you're the one i want by @thebumblecee

where the empty space is a saving grace by @maxbegone

Wings Are Frayed by @iboatedhere and @pragmatic-optimist

Check, Please!

Hard Enough by 2012bookworm

it drops with the gravity of the rain by shellybelle

Mother's Weekend by @petals42

row upon row by medric

To Every Single Kid I Used To Be by @the-lincyclopedia

Good Omens

A Nanny? In MY Summoning Circle? by pukner

Loki

thicker than water by @mirilyawrites

sea, swallow me by officecowboyy

#fic rec friday #fic rec friday round up #fic rec #911 #911 lone star #loki #good omens #check please

[jasontoddssuper]

Afro-dominican Jason Todd headcanons

I politely ask that people who adhere to the first three Robins and Damian being 'the core Batkids' trope,age gap shippers-with aus included-and people who're overly s*xual about Jason dni with this post.I would not appreciate your support and would rather you just block me,sorry!

Both sets of his grandparents were inmigrants who made sure to teach their kids their culture and Bruce,Talia and Alfred did research so he could still grow up in it after he was adopted so he's not disconnected from his heritage like you'd expect

Is darkskinned with a big nose,full lips,green eyes and shoulder length black dreads with one of them being white from the Lazarus Pit.As Robin,he wore his hair short and natural(By which i mean his classic curls but even thicker)

Dosen't speak spanish super often but still enough that it's a consistent part of his speech patterns and dosen't really have an accent since he's so good at both it and english

90s/2000s anime kid but specifically watched the eps/read the mangas in latino spanish whenever he could(Definitely a merch collector too!!Not anything weird though,i feel the need to say that,he just loves buying volumes and figures and replicas of weapons and plushies-That last one is a secret though)

Has his pre-reboot Robin characterization but got a bad rep and victim blamed anyway because of antiblackness and xenophobia

Bullying Tim for being a gringo is one of his favorite hobby's

Duke and him compare their similar yet different experiences with blackness and got along even quicker than canon in solidarity

Since i have him be a mentor to my verse's Damian Teen Titans generation,he's closest to Nell out of all the members(other than Damian obvs)

Takes great care of his hair and will sometimes wear red beads-He actually has a couple of sets in different shades!!

Says his favorite color is red because it represents blood on his country's flag and nobody can tell wether he's joking or not

Sometimes feels guilty for 'being a stereotype' due to the whole born to poor parents who were also addicts and being a rude asshole with anger issues and thrist for violence but rarely lets it get to him because he thinks he's coolest mf to ever exist(But we all know he's actually a boyloser)

Not a huge aave user but he does say 'deadass' fairly often and enjoys euphemisms from it

Love his country's cuisine-especially flan,it's tied with neapolitan ice cream as his favorite dessert-but his favorite type of latino food is mexican!Tres Leches cake and tacos and burritos and mexican hot chocolate and all that make his mouth water like Atlantis

Wears traditional festive clothes for special events and if he can't,he'll just refuse to go("I'm not going out in public in that!" "It's literally a tux???" "You call that a tux?It dosen't even have shoulder pads!Don't patronize me,Dickald.")

An alt music kinda guy but does love bachata for nostalgia reasons and has some songs memorized

Adores dominican folklore and uses it's horror myths for inspo as Red Hood

Thinks 'Showing affection means you aren't tough!' is gringo nonsense so he's pretty open about it if he likes someone,be it platonic or romantic

The only thing him and Kyle can agree on is that latinos are superior

This last one isn't a headcanon but a fun coincidence-His birthday is the same day as Dominican Restoration Day!!

I'd love reblogs on this because i hardly ever see latino Jason content that's not racist but don't feel obliaged if you don't want to!!♡

#jason todd #black jason todd #latino jason todd #afrolatino jason supremacy #robin #red hood #star sapphire jason #batfam #ntt #ditf #lost days #utrh #rhato #the outlaws #wfa #wfa spoilers #batman:urban legends #tiny titans #teen titans:damian edition #dead sidekicks force #the anomalies #team dual #i'm black tag #latina tag #dominican tag #letters from summer #spider mutant jason

[echantedtoon]

Demon Bride Ch38 Blood Is Thicker Than Water

(Warnings!!: Enmu IS his own warning, possibly some innuendos, some blood being mentioned, mentioning of death, mentioning of wounds and a broken leg, mentioning of reader's head exploding. Slight mention of nudity at the end.)

Enmu watched as her body went rigid, cold to the touch under his hands as he fondly watched the life drain from her face and look as pale as a corpse. Large purple eyes stared at him in shock. Before they slowly rolled into the back of her Head, and her body went limp-

"MOTHER?!" pale hands reached up as the woman collapsed into Enmu's awaiting arms. Instantly rage filled green-red eyes snapped at the perverted figure daring to hold what was HIS. "What did you DO to her?!"

"Me? I've done absolutely nothing." He smiled down at the half-concious woman. Her pale and defeated completely was so adorable on her.~ It sent a shiver down his spine.~ She was sure to be careful maneuvering her limp body into a more comfortable position in his arms as the boy flung his sleeves back and held up both hands threaded by webs- "Now there's no need for that. She just half fainted is all. The news probably only shocked her slightly."

"Slightly?"

"She'll be fine in a few minutes. Don't worry."

"How do you know?'

"I'm a doctor.~"

"YOU'RE A PERVERT!"

A groan filled the air as the woman moved in Enmu's arms..And your head raised. What was-...It felt like you just woke up in the morning again, but in an uncomfortable position. Your eyes blinked back black splotches and slowly your vision focused until you could make out something. A face with teal eyes and a giggling mouth smiled down at him. 

Enmu giggled more at your blinking face before humming. "Hello, Darling.~ Did you sleep well?~'' A hand smooshed his cheek as it pushed his face away.

"A-Alright you. Back it up a little bit there." He chuckled more before pulling you slowly back up into a standing position and removed his hands when you shooed him away from your body. However you were still... confused. "W-What...What happened?"

"You fainted," Enmu bluntly said with a smile, "But because of your body's new regeneration abilities, you recovered back quickly. My how fascinating.~"

"I don't... understand."

"Then you're going to want to sit down for this. There's a lot for me to explain." He hummed spotting your futon and gestured. "Take a seat.~ Rui, dear. Why don't you be a good boy and help Mother into bed?"

"I don't take orders from you!....But you are a reliable doctor so alright." A pale hand took yours and led you towards the futon.

Enmu took his time to go back to the open door, peek out, and say to someone. "Go away. No one is to come within fifty feet of this room. Or there will be such delightfully painful consequences.~" 

Before closing the door and turning on his heels back to you hands clasped in front of him watching as you slowly sat down in the soft silk sheets of the futon assisted by Rui. Silence rang out as the three of you just sat there facing one another in the tense silence... before Enmu inhaled and clapped his hands together.

"So...How much do you remember before you fainted?"

"Most of it.  You know...It's not nice to joke about that type of stuff. I know you're kind of amusement is sadistic but-"

"Oh no. I was a hundred percent being serious. You are definitely of demon blood," he spoke in a happy blunt tone making you freeze. "Will you faint again?~ It was so cute the first time."

You continued to stare at him letting your numb mind recharge at his words before your eyes widened again. "....I dunno. I guess it depends on how you explain it to me which would be nice." You eventually mumbled out in a ln almost shocked state which left Enmu giggling again.

"This isn't funny! Why don't you stop laughing and explain yourself before I lope your mouth off!," Rui threatened again straining the webs in his hands-

"Relax.~" Enmu held up his hands like it was the most casual thing ever. "I'm going to explain everything." He stepped towards the futon with a hum. "That's the other reason I'm here." He sat down with a smile. "So tell me how much you know about the situation first."

".... Literally nothing." You finally frowned now. "Why don't you tell me?"

"Gladly! But I will warn you to brace yourself. It all started when I first examined your blood a few months ago. You see from the moment I met you it was  obvious that there was something different from any other humans I've met." Wait..so bluntly? Just jumping right into this huh? Ok. You guess you were doing this.  Your expression made him give an  amused smile. "You see when I first brought back your blood it smelt like flower smelling perfume, but I only thought it smelt that way because you were wearing perfume at the time. However when I opened the vile containing your first sample I nearly died from inhaling the smell."

Your brows shot up. Enmu almost died?!From smelling your blood?! HOW?! Blood would just have a coppery smell to it wouldn't it? Or in your case flowers, but how could anyone die from smelling flowers?! Was he allergic to pollen or flowers? He mentioned before not liking perfume but those didn't make sense either. You weren't a flower and couldn't produce pollen or anything else like a flower except for the smell part. You couldn't help but give him a worried look.

"Are you alright?!"

He chuckled and waved a hand. "Perfectly fine. If I wasn't I wouldn't be here, but that doesn't matter now. My point is that human blood doesn't do that. Smell I mean at least not like flowers. You see...Human blood smells like the metal known as copper-" See? You were right!! "-with maybe some iron to it, and it has the human's personal scent on it. So different blood from different humans will smell slightly different as it'll be from different people."

"Ok. That makes sense so far," you said nodding trying your best to follow along with his medical talk, "But how would that kill you?"

"Well to be blunt, your first blood sample smelt so heavily of wysteria that I went into a choking fit as soon as I opened the bottle."

..... Wysteria?

"Wysteria? You mean that purple flower that grows on trees?" He nodded. Wysteria?...At this point you weren't surprised to know your blood smelt like another flower but why was that so bad?

"You see there's very few things that can easily kill a demon. The wysteria plant is one of those things. Not only is it highly dangerous to our health but it's so poisonous that even inhaling it's scent in perfumes can kill a weak demon or make them extremely sick," he explained and you stared shocked. "Luckily I'm not a weak demon and your blood was easily contained so it didn't give me more than a massive headache for a few days, but that was when I knew you were no ordinary human. Because you must understand Y/n, human blood...Does not do that. However demon blood can have many affects to it."

"But ... I'm not a demon."

"That's what I thought so at first too but no matter how much I tested the first sample I couldn't find any explanation for your smell. You see at first your blood looked the same as any other humans blood cells. I couldn't find any natural explanation for the smell. There wasn't any contamination or anything of the sort so I decided to get another blood sample when your leg was healing. Your leg gave me the second clue to my theory."

"...My leg?" You gave your leg a look, the one that had been hurt by that demon so long ago. "How?"

"You see from what Kyogai told me how your condition was when you first got injured, you're leg should've been completely shattered...but it wasn't. It wasn't even broken. It was a small fracture instead. Yn. Humans don't heal that fast.." His head tilted as you stared at him. "Again I didn't think much of it at first, I chalked it up to Kyogai and his healer not knowing a lot about human anatomy. I mean that was the whole reason why he called me, but over time it got harder and harder to explain. You healed up faster and started walking around unlike any other human I've ever seen. And again your second blood sample provided nothing... Except for one thing."

"What?" You were starting to feel woozy at this point. It made your head spin.

"Well.. your red blood cells still looked human but their was two different blood cells mixed up with them. Those being the blood cells of two different demons." His eyes became half lidded. "Those two demons were none other than Mr. Kyogai and Kaigaku. Somehow their DNA got mixed up within your body. Can you tell me why?"

"WHAT?!" You gasped at him and felt stunned. Your blood mixed with Kyogai's and Kaigaku's. Was that the cause of everything?! But....How? "How?!"

"Well there's three ways. You could've had a blood transfusion from the healer but I already asked Kyogai about that and he said no such thing has happened. You could've eaten their blood-"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT!! ARE YOU CRAZY-... DON'T ANSWER THAT!! NO!! IM NOT A CANNIBAL!!"

"Then the only logical explanation is that you three unknowingly contaminated your body by mixing together blood through open wounds," he said with a wide, excited grin. "Now tell me...Was there any wounds you both had at the same time that might've allowed it to happen?~"

"NO!! I would've never just rubbed wounds with them! That sounds disgusting!!" You threw your hands up to your face wanting to facepalm. "I couldn't ha-" Your body ran cold. Your hand one inch away from facepalming your head when you noticed something on the palm of your hand. A small barely seen scar from long ago. Left behind by a demon chase through the woods and into Kyogai's mansion. You just stared at it for a long time as Enmu frowned at your sudden frozen body. "......Oh my gods."

"What is it?"

"I did have a cut." Your hand slowly lowered until it hit your lap and everyone could see the faded scar running across the palm of skin. "....I had an open cut on my hand when I helped clean Kyogai's wounds ages ago."

"Let me see.~" Your hand was quickly snatched up by Enmu who hummed and rubbed a thumb along the barely present marking.... before nodding. "That would do it." He looked back up. "But what about Kaigaku? It couldn't have been when you all got into a fight with the Hantengu Brothers. I got the contaminated sample before that happened...Is it possible you fought when he first met you?"

You shook your head. "N-No! I didn't have any cuts then and he didn't harm me. And I never saw him with any woun-" Again you froze going wide eyed. "Wait a minute. Yes I did. I did see him with a wound!" Enmu blinked as you grabbed onto his arm. "Months ago he was at Kyogai's garden with a wound on his cheek. I cleaned it for him ...A-And I had a paper cut on one of my fingers at that time!" You remembered now. You got a paper cut while reading to Eri and Kaigaku was too stubborn to clean his own wound so you made him hold still while you did it. 

Enmu slowly nodded thinking. "...That would explain why their demon genes was mixed in with your human ones."

"Is that what caused me to turn into a demon?"

He blinked. "Turn you?....Pfft. AHAHAHAHAHA!!" He threw his back and laughed smile coming completely back now. "Turn you into a demon? Not a chance. The only one who can turn a human into a demon are members of the Kibutsuji Family and there's only one alive who can do that! Even if Kyogai and Kaigaku have traces of the Master's blood in their veins, you won't be turned unless the Master specially wants you too. And he hasn't turned anyone since K-" he stopped himself mouth wide with a smile. "Hmm. Well....that isn't important to the conversation. Just trust me when I say no one 'turned you'."

You rose a brow but sighed in relief. Being turned into a demon was a scary thought. "So then...how can I be a demon if I'm human?"

"It's simple! You had a demon ancestor! Has anyone told you how demon and human genes work?" You nodded. Yes. Akaza did. "Then you know that human genes are the more dominant ones when mixed with demons. While Demons and humans are able to reproduce together, ninety nine out of a hundred times their child will be human. But there is rare cases of them producing a full demon offspring."

"Like Akaza."

He perked up. "Oh. So he did explain it to you. " He nodded. "That's good. It's rare but not Impossible, you must've been one of those one percents and didn't know it!"

Your brows furrowed more in thought. "... Alright. What you say makes more sense now. But why is this only happening to me now?!" You gestured to yourself. "Shouldn't I have horns? Or a tail? Or different colored skin? Or another pair of arms?!"

"Not necessarily. You remember Kaigaku can change his appearance to look human yes?" You nodded. "Well as with some demons who can make them look human...there are those who look human but then make themselves look demon. For example you do look different now than when I first met you. For example a few of your teeth are already sharper." He then pointed at his eyes. "But the biggest change is your eyes. When we first met your eyes were f/c with a hint of purple, however now they're completely lilac in color and your pupils have permanently dilated like that of a snake's."

"WHAT?!" You yelled hands scrambling to grab at your face as if that would make a difference since you couldn't see your face. In a panic you turned to Rui. "Rui! Go get that mirror from your room!"

The boy wasted no time scrambling to his feet and running off in the direction of his connecting room and disappearing through the doorway. A few seconds later and he returned with the golden framed mirror he'd been gifted and immediately held it up to you once he got close enough. You snatched it up from him quickly and brought it up to your eyes, only to nearly drop it as soon as you saw the reflection of two cat like eyes staring back at you in deep purple hues. THESE WEREN'T YOUR EYES!! I mean...They were! But at the same time THEY WEREN'T!! Your eyes were f/c not purple!! And what happened to dilate your pupils?!

"Oh you're so pretty when you're in shock.~ Hmhmhmhn.~ But that's not the only change. Look here, Love~" He lovingly tapped your hands. "Your nails have also changed color.~"

Your gaze went down and gawked at the deep purple nails. YOU HADN'T PAINTED YOUR NAILS?! "W-WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO MY BODY?!"

"CALM DOWN!" A firm hand yanked the mirror out of your hands as another grabbed your shoulder, giving it a firm shake to make you look back at Enmu. "...Calm down. Take a deep breath and try not to panic." The mirror was handed back to Rui before he smiled. "You're not in any danger. Your body just changed a little bit in appearance due to your awakened genes. It's nothing that's going to harm you."

"But...WHY is this happening?! Why now?!"

"You asked me that before. You remember what I said about that one percent in demon genetics?" You nodded. "Well fifty percent of those one percenters actually don't know they're demons. They look very much human or are late bloomers only discovering the truth when something drastic happens. While I don't believe you changed when Kyogai or Kaigaku's blood entered you, I do believe that somehow the introduction of foreign demon genes in your system activated your doormat demon DNA within your system. That's why this is happening now."

"I-...But how could I NOT know about this?!" How could you NOT know?! Why didn't your grandmother tell you anything about this?! Did she purposely not tell you anything?!

"It's actually quite possible your family didn't even know you were a demon either. As I said this situation is quite rare. What did your parents say about your family line?"

"I-I wouldn't know! My parents died when I was a baby, and my grandmother never told me anything about this!"

"Oh, actually she did. Quite obviously too." You just stared at him. Guess he had to explain that too. "You said your grandmother mentioned the name Tamayo correct? Y/n." His free hand squeezed your hand as his smile turned serious. "Tamayo is the family name of a once prestigious demon clan. That was...until they all passed away, but the fact that you're a Tamayo in of itself explains literally everything. Would you care for me to explain?"

You didn't say anything at first before looking at him dead in the eyes and saying, "Tell me everything."

He smiled. "Gladly. I will warn you however that this is not a happy story."

"I don't care. Tell. Me."

He chuckle again. "As you wish. Well..to start with, the Tomato's were actually one of the only demon families to start out as humans before someone long ago turned them demon." He shrugged. "Don't ask me how or way. That was long ago even for me. But their family quickly grew to be one of the more powerful ones being able to harness plants from the earth and even withstand wysteria that holds up to this day. Again do not ask me how or why, it's lost to time. Perhaps their humans genes before being turned had something to do with that but they were one of the most powerful families ever in our history lasting generations."

"But how could I be one of they all died out like you said?"

"Ah. You see they didn't." He held up a finger. "You see there was actually one left. THE Lady Tamayo. She was the last of her family. Oh there used to be others. She had a husband and some children but they were all tragically killed by the previous Kibutsuji king as punishment and labeled a traitor for trying to develop a serum that heightened her family's human genetics and thus be able to turn demons into humans."

Your mind reeled.  Turn a demon into a human?! "Is that even possible?"

"No. Even if it is, nothing came from any research. But that's not why this fascinates me so greatly. You see after being labeled a traitor, Lady Tamayo was supposed to be married to my Master."

"WHAT?!" You scowled at him. "What kind of backwards logic is that?!"

"Yes, it does seem unorthodox. But the late Lord Kibutsuji thought the addition of the Tamayo bloodline would produce powerful heirs that would inherit the Tamayo family's resistance to wysteria poison."

"What is with you demons and wanting to have children with my family?!"

Enmu laughed. "Well it wasn't what happened in the end. Around the same time they were supposed to be married the present Lord Muzan was harshly defeated by your ancient human warrior and had us give us all our territory over the Eastern mountain border which caused quite the scuffle. In the chaos I guess the Lady saw her chance and fled into the newly banned Territories. No one had heard from her since until recently."

You deadpanned. "You mean when I appeared."

He shook his head no. "No. I mean when we were actually able to confirm her death. Y/n that is why I was so surprised. Twenty something years ago, there was news of her death. It seemed like she finally passed away from some human related illness. Kind of ironic as she was a healer herself."

"... Alright but what does that have to do with me?"

"How old are you? Early twenties by the looks of it."

Your brow rose at him. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"*Sigh* You still don't get it? It seems like I have to explain everything." You frowned at him. "The Lady's entire previous family was wiped out long ago leaving her the last of her family until you came along, so there wouldn't be anyone else you could've been descended from."

".... What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that you're not just descended from the Tamayo bloodline. You ARE the daughter of Tamayo herself. It all makes sense. The timeline, your absent mother, your demon traits..And even your battle with the Hantengu boys."

"What are you spouting about now?"

"You became a full demon temporarily when you had an encounter with Hantengu's sons, but you don't remember because of the exhaustion your sudden transition had on your body."

You stared. ".....Ok. Now you're really kidding me. I would've remembered something like that."

Enmu for once in the entire conversation addressed Rui by gesturing at him. "Ask him. He was there and can confirm everything I just said."

You looked to Rui to your shock and dismay sighed and nodded. "Unfortunately...yes. I can confirm that happened. Your head was also exploded." You instantly felt sick. "And one of them slashed you across your-"

"*HRK!!!*" A hand slapped over your mouth as your head swum and you tried not to vomit your breakfast.

"What's wrong with you? I'm telling the truth."

"That's just a little bit too much information for now." Enmu patted his back once before retreating from the boy's hateful look. "But he's correct. You regenerated at great speeds and even performed blood demon arts similar to those of the Tamayos. There's no....Are you alright, Begonia?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick..."

"Would you like one of my motion sickness pills? They work wonders for upset stomachs."

...you nodded. "Yeah. I'll be fine. I just need a minute to take this all in."

"You're oddly calm about all this."

"I've seen so much that this is actually more surprising than shocking. Where's that pill!?"

You were quickly given one of the pills Enmu gifted Rui and leaned against the soft blankets to catch your breath and let the panic and stress and panic and heavy breathing and fear and panic...Did I mention panic? Rolls over you all in waves and bounce around in your head over and over and over again until your brain was able to calm itself down from the thoughts of "IM A DEMON?! NO!! I CANT BE A DEMON I DONT WANT TO BE A DEMON?! WHEN DID I LOSE MY HEAD?!" 

During which a voice kept reassuring you,"It's alright. Deep breaths. In and out. Slowly dear. There you go. That's it. Try to calm down your breathing. You'll pull through this."

until you inhaled, accepted it, and sat back up to face them.Both looked at you in sitting positions.

"Welcome back. You were lying down for nearly two hours now. Are you feeling better?" Enmu tilted his head at you and you noticed that he was the one holding your hand and rubbing your back. Rui had his head tilted at the demon giving him a... indifferent look. 

You nodded pulling your hand away from him with a sigh. "Yeah. Sorry. Guess that was a bit more of a shock than I thought it was."

A hand pressed into your forehead. "Hmm.... You'll be perfectly fine.  However you might want to take a few days to relax and let yourself unwind. How do you feel?"

"Honestly?... I'm stressed out. I feel trapped here, Enmu!" You pulled his hand away making him blink. "I don't like being trapped in like this."

He again blinked. "Oh? I thought you would've liked such luxury as this."

"Are you serious?! I have absolutely no privacy here other than just barely! I'm afraid someone's going to try to grab me any moment of any day! I'm always being put in a room to wait! Having 'luxery' items doesn't change how I feel!! I could be in a room made of pure diamond or the dirtiest dungeon in the world, and I would still feel the same! Enmu, please!" You grabbed his shoulders and he blinked as you shook. "IF I DON'T GET OUT OF HERE FOR AT LEAST A FEW HOURS I'M GOING TO GO NUTS AND TAKE IT OUT ON EVERYONE AROUND ME!!!"

Your hands stopped shaking him and his eyes rolled about before refocusing with a shake of his head and smile. "Not a problem. I can arrange something next week  when you're not watching the boy."

You blinked. "....Wait. Really?"

He nodded. "Question though. Do you like spas?"

"What's a spa?"

"Oh good. You'll be surprised! Just trust me on this one and believe me when I say that it's a totally harmless place. It'll help destress you and it's someplace out of here. Doesn't that sound nice?"

You paused for a moment in thought. It didn't sound like a permanent solution not at all...but..at the same time it sounded like a good idea to have some time for yourself without anyone else. Although you had to be careful with this. It was still Enmu after all. For all you knew this 'spa' could've just been another train or something like that. Still.. better than sitting in your room for hours on end right? You nodded.

"Alright. I'm interested."

"Then I'm going too."

"Ooh. I'm sorry young one." Enmu smiled at him. "But I'm afraid you'll be in school at that time, but don't worry. I'll make sure she doesn't go alone.~"

"Like I'd let you be alone with her."

"Oh you're mistaken about that. I wasn't referring to me. I was actually talking about Daki."

"Daki?" You rose a brow. ....Huh. Why did that name sound familiar to you?

He nodded. "She's one of the Kizuki and she's coming here to stay with her brother for a few months on a well deserved vacation. I'm sure I could convince her to let you join her shopping spree. I know it's not much but it's the best I could do on such short notice."

Shopping spree?... THAT COULD GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO LOOK AROUND AND POSSIBLY FIND AN ESCAPE ROUTE!! Also might be useful to try to at least map a mental map of a few areas in this place just in case. It was an opportunity you couldn't pass up.

"Alright then. That's fine. But before anything else is there anything else important I should know about?"

He shook his head. "No.. That's it, however I will be staying to continue studying your blood work and anatomy to be sure nothing else is going on. So I'll still be staying here if you need me for anything. Don't worry about my trains. My conductors and station masters can manage good without me for a while."

A small bit of comfort came from his words at least. If Enmu was still present then those servants won't try anything again in fear of him. "Alright but I have a request for this Muzan character. Could you pass it along to him?"

He blinked. A flash of realization coming over him as he seemed to remember something. "Oh?...OH!....Oh no. I completely forgot about that."

"What?"

"I'm afraid the Master won't be back until the end of this year."

You froze. "....What?"

He nodded."Yes. He left on a business trip three days ago to visit some other human provinces." 

"WHAT?! WHAT DID HE DO THAT FOR?!"

"He's discussing some peace talks with a few human leaders and discussing the possible purchase of more land he's been interested in for a while. It's going to be a while to discuss everything with the humans. OH! He also wanted to discuss some new foreign trade lines and station some more opporations for it along the coast using my Mistress's various business connections."

You perked up . "What about her?! Rei right?! Can I talk to her?!"

"My Mistress is not here at the moment. She's with her husband on the business trip to assist him and visit family she hasn't seen for a while."

"Kokushibo?!" He was the next one in charge right?!

"He's overseeing the reconstruction of the destroyed parts of the forest and the rebuilding of the Tsuzumi Mansion. He'll be back sooner than my Master but not for a long while still."

"Akaza?!"

"He is away on official business in one of my Master's provinces investigating a string of murders and other business Kokushibo is unable to attend to there."

"Then who's in charge HERE if everyone else who's a compatant leader is gone?!"

"That would be Upper Moon Two or Douma..Or Lord Douma. Or Founder. Or Lord Founder. Which ever name you prefer to go by."

Your eyes nearly bulged out of your skull. "DOUMA?! No way! There's no possible way THAT guy can be a good leader."

"On the contrary. Douma despite what people say is a competent person in leadership positions. He runs the entire Eternal Paradise Cult in the mountains with hundreds of inhabitants. So he'll be perfectly capable of running the Infinity Castle temporary until Kokushibo can come back and take over for my Master. All Kizuki meetings and blood battles have been put on hold until Master returns in November."

That pervert blonde demon was coming here? Ggggrrreeaaattt. Maybe he'll be too busy taking care of the entire place to actually pay attention to you hopefully. It seemed everyone was too busy to really pay attention to you other than Enmu at the moment.

"When is he coming here?"

"At the moment Lord Douma is making arrangements for his most trusted subordinates to run his cult while he's away which will take a bit but he should be here by next week or the week after."

So he'll be here in one or two weeks. Great. Still there was a big chance you wouldn't see him at all if he was going to be that busy which was some relief. "Great. It's going to be one hell of a year." 

"Hmhmhm. Yes. ...But there is one thing that I must make clear to BOTH of you." Rui was surprised now as a serious strained smile was sent his way from the man. "Under no circumstances can you let anyone know you're a Tamayo. Not until I can assure you that it'll be safe. There's still many of my people who consider Lady Tamayo a traitor and even more who'll be interested in taking control of your special abilities. Neither of you can tell anyone else of this. Not. A. Soul."

"I would never do anything to harm my mother."

"And I'm not dumb enough to put myself in that danger!"

"Then it's settled then." With a smile Enmu stood up dusting himself off in the process. "I shall retire myself to my room then and allow you two to have lunch in peace. If you need me again, I'll be staying in my room until tomorrow morning." He bowed to you then turned-

"Wait!" He hummed expecting you to ask something again but what he wasn't expecting was for two arms to throw themselves around him in a hug. "I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've done for me. I actually do appreciate it."

He.. slowly blinked before chuckling and patting your back. "Anything for my Begonia.~ Just remember. You are in charge. Don't let those under you push you around."

"Heh. You must be able to throw your weight around then if you're that confident."

"Actually I weigh less than Kaigaku does. If you really wanted to you could probably pick me up." You blinked at what he said... before smirking at an idea. "Is that a human figure of speech? I can't reca-  HHHAAAAA!!!"

An almost girly squeal left Enmu's mouth as your arms locked around his upper torso and LIFTED. He easily was pulled up into the air as you smiled at your mischief. His face already a bright red.

"Wow. You're right." You shifted him in your arms. "You are light. You just weigh a little more than me.~"

"B-BEGONIA?! T-T-This isn't e-exactly what I meant when I wished to be in your arms- EEP!?"

He squealed again when he suddenly was shifted and found himself in the bridal style with you holding him. "Eh. Too bad. Since you're here why not stay for lunch ?" You asked turning still holding onto him.

Not surprising he swooned arms thrown around you. "YES MY LOVE!!~ TAKE ME AWAY!~ IM ALL YOURS!!~"  you laughed at his antics.

Rui sighed behind you both holding up more threads. "I'll need more of these."

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Silent.

That's what the entire dark room was when he finally got back. He wasn't surprised when he stepped in and closed the door softly behind him, walking into the middle of the room before stopping and turning to the darkest corner. Before smiling at a moving shadow.

"Daki, good evening my dear. You look lovely tonight as always. Did you have a nice trip coming over?"

Two piercing yellow eyes scowled back at him. "I've been waiting here almost all day! Where the hell have you been?!"

He chuckled. "Forgive me. I lost track of time doing work, but I did confirm what the Master suspected. You know your assignment to keep an eye on her until he comes back?"

"Of course I do! I'm not stupid!"

"That's good. Oh my. Where's your brother? I hope he knows too."

"He's here. He's just asleep bored from how long you made him wait. The dummy was never able to get anything done without me pushing him! I have to do everything I swear! Including making sure he doesn't die a marriage less idiot!"

"Oh?... You're still insisting on setting them up? I would've thought you would've wanted to keep your brother's attention only on you."

"He's never even kissed a woman before and complains all the time about whenever someone has a girlfriend but does he ever try to put himself out there? Oh no. But whenever I want to go on dates it's always 'No, Daki. You can't date until Im dead and three days after to make sure I'm dead.' UGH!! IM ALMOST TWO HUNDRED YEARS OLD!! I CAN GO ON DATES BY MYSELF!!"

"Oh. So it's a matter of you wanting him to have a distraction so YOU can have dates... Sounds like a big brother alright. Not sure how I feel about you trying to set him up with MY begonia...but Im too curious to see how this goes to stop you."

"Hmph! I don't need your permission anyways!" He only chuckled again and walked over to a desk where he grabbed a quill and piece of paper. "What are you doing now?!"

"I'm writing a progress report for our Master. Turns out our suspicions were true." The woman rose a brow in surprise as a feather quill scratched on paper. "Dear Master. How is your trip? I'm happy to inform you things are well here but there's something you should know."

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-THIS TAKES PLACE DAYS LATER BUT THE SAME WEEK-

The frost from the rising water fogged everything in sight of the room. A mystic winter pool almost besides the fragrance of oils and the many colorful flower petals floating in the cold waters surface. A hum of content came from the powerful entity relaxing in the water leaned back against the wall of the water's bath and happily allowed himself to be pampered like a king. Delicate hands scratching his scalp further pushing the soap into those shining platinum blonde locks so many compliment him for as another pair of hand he so graciously let hold his hand that could easily crush iron into splinters working to gently file the beautiful blue nails adorning them.

Oh how he needed this. The woes of bringing others wishes come true and helping others find eternal peace took a toll on him so. He barely had the will to eat anymore-

"Another bon bon, Lord Founder?~"

"Oh I shouldn't. It's bad for my weary body...But since you asked.~"

A mouth full of fangs opened and a second later a delicious taste of chocolate and cream filled his maw. He had to admit a lot of these foreigner sweets were actually quite delicious. Perhaps he should try gifting these to Akaza? That might make a great break through through his tsundere attitude towards him. Akaza was such a hard ball. The thought of his friend punching chocolate and frowning at getting his arms all messy made him give a chuckle.

"What is Lord Founder thinking about today?~," a sweet woman's voice asked rubbing his shoulders making his sigh in content.

"Nothing to worry my dear followers assuredly. I must say my break before answering my god's call for assistance has me on edge some but it is nothing I cannot answer too." In actuality he was interested in taking over responsibility of the entire Infinity Castle dimension for a bit. He was never given that much responsibility before. Kokushibo and the Master always made Akaza do anything like that sighting him as too reckless but that was absurd. He was perfectly capable of doing such a thing and now that they had no choice...he grinned wider. "I think I'll gift all the high ranking spirits (ladies) flowers when I arrive. Something humble from our small place on earth to show my gratitude for their choice to pick me out of everyone."

"Oh that sounds wonderful, My Lord. You must be so excited for this. Your state of enlightenment will increase surely~," a different voice cooed at him. 

He only chuckled before there was a series of  knocks from outside the room and he hummed. Oh. Who could that be? "Whoever it is may enter. All are welcome here."

A moment later there was a slide of a door and footsteps approached. "Your lordship. A package has arrived for you from the Infinity Castle." A man's voice spoke.

"I do?" A face covered by a mud mask and cucumber slices turned to him with a smile. "Well, well. I wonder what it could be?" A secret admirer perhaps? A gift from a past lover? OOH! Maybe it's another offering from someone who wishes to seek his favor! "Who's the generous gift from?"

"Er...Well that's just it, My Lord. The package isn't for you," the man started unsure, "It's your own package."

.....A blue nailed hand was held up and the two ladies working through his hair and nails stooped instantly. A perfectly manicured hand removing one cucumber slices to peek a beautiful kaleidoscope of rainbow at the very, very, VERY nervous man bowing in his presence. Despite the coldness of the room the human man was sweating and gulped when his eye looked at him, before slowly trailing down, and stopping at the pink box wrapped perfectly by a pretty ribbon he held. HIS package. The one he had sent days ago. It made him hum with a blink losing his smile.

"Oh. Did she not end up liking it? I had at least ten ladies help me pick out the perfect dress based on her size."

The man was shaking at this point. Whether it was from the coldness of the room or from fear or both he was unsure. "I..N-No, my Lord. She sent it back without e-e-even opening it. S-S-She d-didnt...want it."

There was silence as shocked faces were shared around the room in gasps. And he ended up staring at the package, now noticing that it was in fact not opened from the moment he closed it and perfectly attached to it was the letter he sent along with it too, the wax seal unbroken. ...She had...rejected it? Hmm. Interesting. But why? Was it too small? Did he not decorate the box pretty enough?

"The nerve of the woman! Who would be so rude as to reject you, Founder?!", One woman rude scolded offended on his behalf and murders of agreement followed. 

He was...unsure of what to respond with at first. What could be going through her poor head?...Poor? POOR!! OF COURSE!! He smiled again. "Oh. The poor thing came from poverty. I totally forget that some people aren't as fortunate as us. How rude of me. Come now we shouldn't scold her. The poor dear must've thought it must've been a mistake not being used to such luxuries. We must be more understanding of her past and remember that we should try to show kindness."

"Oh...Yes. Of course. She must've mistaken your gesture. But she has been chosen by the gods to be your lover wasn't she? Shouldn't she be more accepting of her role?"

"It's only right to court her first. Hmm. I know." A blue hand pointed at the man who flinched. "Send her the package again and ask my head lady for the best gift to send along with it. I'm sure she'll be much more grateful for them when I visit."

And this would be very, very interesting to see. She rejected his advances huh? Hmm. That's a first. Usually he was the one rejecting others. Surely she'll be a hard one to convince but that was all in good fun-

"My Lord." The rainbow eyed turned back to the trembling man. "There was... something else that was sent back with your package although it a-arrived l-later than it. A.. second smaller box."

"Oh? What is it?"

"I am ... unsure. It only said to deliver it to you."  From out from under the pretty pink package the man pulled out a smaller plain box and held it out to him.

Of course he accepted it happily to see what it was. He opened it. He looked inside...And blinked surprised at many reflections of himself blinking back. Reflecting off the pretty surface of an ice lotus blossom...One he...gifted...as a courting gift..to...He stared at it. He turned back to stare at the package unopened in the man's lap....His confused mind made him blink again. 

"Anything else? Or perhaps a letter explaining all this?"

"No,Sir ."

"Oh...Well this IS going to be an interesting experience."

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon bride #daki #douma #douma x reader #hantengu #hantengu x reader #kaigaku x reader #kaigaku #rui ayaki #zohakuten #kokushibo x reader #kokushibo #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro #enmu x reader #enmu #akaza x reader #akaza #kyogai x reader #kyogai #hantengu clones #karaku x reader #Karaku #aizetsu #sekido #urogi #urogi x reader

[elaryssue]

If we condemn Owners for abandoning their pets with the excuse of no having time/space/food for them instead of leaving them in a pet shelter, why are we pardoning Children abandonment????

Victim or good mom doesn't excuse abandoning such a loving kid on the street with the hope she gets to find her "human trafficker father".

If producers do want to give us a "realistic" ending they should drop an scene with an older Miri processing her childhood and having an argument and mental breakdown with Misaki. This isn't fair for that little girl. And sh!t I myself don't even like kids at all!!

I also hate the idea of "blood is thicker than water" plot, all this beautiful set up of how family doesn't necessarily have to be your blood relatives, but the people that care for each others equally. Just for the ending to say, "nooo blood-related family is the most important thing at the end". It makes me sick.

#buddy daddies #not fair #I'm angry #a beautiful message thrown to garbage #I can't even imagine abandoning my dogs even though they are little demons that suck my energy time and money

[herofied04]

Social Identity

Autistic and Queer in Black spaces

masking my autism, and struggling with relationships Being close with your group of people is vitally important to one's survival. And throughout American history, community and family have been deeply important. Black families were separated in slavery, taken apart by slave-owners. And in the time since, there has been placed a great emphasis on sticking together with one's family. *Blood is thicker than water*. Family extends to one's friends, or really, whoever is close in the time of struggle that is being a Black person in America. But when you're autistic... it's hard to recognize this. It is hard to understand social relationships, it is hard to know why you receive consequences for doing things 'wrong' when you don't know you were. It is hard to continually mask to participate in family gatherings and it is hard to ask for help when you need it. It is hard to explain yourself. It is hard to know why you were brought into this world of suffering - why did your parents make that decision, logically? What is the point of this all? Because I didn't feel close to anyone in these family gatherings. I was always by myself, standing off to the side, trying not to explode from the sensory overload. I was *forced* to go to these events and not even told why. Why? Additionally, I faced bullying from other Black people. Bullying about my mannerisms, my social naivety, my evident frustration and anger - it was humorous. And it drove me away from other people even further. How am I supposed to feel connected with people who look like me if I am just going to be bullied, misgendered, and misunderstood?

struggling to participate in conversations about straight or male/female stuff I am taking a Women of Color in the US class right now. It is wonderful, I am learning a lot of things that I would not have known otherwise. I am learning about the intersectionality of race and gender and how that increases one's oppression, both in the past and present. Black women face sexism and racism at the same time. I am not a Black woman - I am a Black agender intersex... thing. And so I am misgendered all the time, called 'girl' and 'her/she' in one place and 'man' and 'he/him' in another. Neither of these things describe how I see myself. Actually, I am slightly benefitted here by the masculinization of Black women, putting me in the perfect zone of androgyny. Nonetheless, I can't exactly participate in these kinds of discussions, most especially because I have little understanding of the social constructs of manhood and womanhood. There isn't a western, patriarchal framework of nonbinary gender, and so i'm really in the void here.

Black and Autistic in queer spaces

guilt for not participating in activism I could say this is true for being Black as well, but not being able to participate in activism because of its unpredictability and ability to overwhelm the senses... I would like to, but I would not be able to add any meaningful input because my brain would be short circuiting. I think I would have a meltdown.

again, struggles with bonding and conversation Pretty self-explanatory. It's hard to talk about queer issues if its hard to talk in general.

talking about queer issues but not Black queer issues Much of the discussion of queer history does not talk about Black people's roles in that history, despite being such a large aspect. I cannot be the voice for all things though; I am already so exhausted. There isn't any discussion of how being trans or queer could amplify the racism or hatred one faces, because most of the spaces I have seen have been focused on 'queers' in general.

Black and Queer in neurodivergent spaces

Neurodivergent spaces few and far between, but discussions about unmasking cannot participate because Black Besides the ones online, there is only one space I know of at my school, and not many people go there. I have been there for as long as that space has been around actually, and there usually aren't a lot of people there. Regardless, the issues I would like to talk about there are far away from what everyone else talks about. I face racism on top of being autistic, and there isn't really a space or group for that dialogue there. It is very hard to unmask because unmasking means weird looks, bullying, or even assumptions of aggression by other people; at least this is what I have learned in my life. It is not safe to unmask, and masking will be expected of me. I will always have to fight for myself, which means speech, which is a thing my brain naturally does not want to do. Exhausting.

more queer people here, but still, male/female divide Much discussion about autism, when I've looked into it, was about how females are late-diagnosed and how masking looks different for them. While I was raised female, I sort of started to drift away from that by middle school. I can't identify myself in these Autistic Female spaces and discussions, also because they tend to be white. Apparently, it is difficult to look past the binary...

All aspects of my identity are vitally important and need to be talked about, but there exists no framework for my experience. These are just some of the reasons I advocate for a intersectional framework, an intersectional way of thinking about social labels, and also a recognition that social labels are just that - labels. And because they are labels, they are able to change.

#black autistic #frameworks #thinking #intersectionality #discrimination #queer #actually autistic #asd #autistic experiences #black tumblr #autizzy #intersex #nonbinary #genderqueer

[saintsenara]

HOWLING at the reaction pic... no, because madam, I am not usually a tomarry girlie, and I was recommended your (utterly excellent) murder mystery, "one year in every ten" with the promise of a wonderful Ron (a promise that was fulfilled) and I came out of it being completely tomarrypilled but also, I don't know if your readers have already pointed this out to you, but your Ron and your Tom also have nastily good chemistry... especially in that one part where they have a heart-to-heart about loving Harry. And then I looked at your blog because what else do you do when you're a fan. And well. All I have to say is you're right about Ron being kind of Mother and you're Right that it's compelling. Sorry for the absolute mess that is this ask. Happy St. Paddy's!

anon, tom is shaking at the suggestion that he has actually admitted to loving harry at any point in the entire proceedings.

look, we know that ron's canonically not immune to the charms of thin, dark-haired men [kron nation rise up!], and i will die on the hill that lord voldemort isn't immune to the charms of gingers with a cracking pair of baby blues either [after all, why would he be so obsessed with dumbledore if he wasn't?], so i will roll around with glee in the idea that the combined forces of ronmort are going to enjoy messing with harry for the rest of time - in the one year in every ten universe, at least - by flirting with each other across the kitchen table in grimmauld place.

but ron's still going to remain a committed wife guy. obviously. hermione's getting treated right even when they're centenarians.

[lord, i have seen what you have done for others...]

my more serious point is that i'm always very interested by the fact that i get a lot of furious comments from people who have apparently read through 200,000 words of explicit-rated tomarry and been shocked to discover that the tomarry is explicit, who really take issue with the idea that ron's extraordinary love for harry might motivate him to try and understand just what exactly his friend might see in the dark lord.

and yet nobody ever says the same about hermione.

there does seem to be a general idea i notice in tomarry fics that hermione would be far more amenable to harry hooking up with a man who was obsessed with killing him than ron [also a theme i notice in other harry-centric slash pairings like drarry and snarry].

but i'm afraid i do just sincerely believe that ron would love harry enough that he'd be the first of the granger-weasleys to make the effort, and that he would discover in doing so that - since harry and tom are narrative mirrors - he, as harry's best friend... is going to quite like tom as well.

and, certainly that he's going to recognise that all of the things which ron is canonically shown to be really attuned to with harry - his grief, the weight of his orphanhood, the desire he has to belong to a family - also exist in spades in tom. one of ron's most underrated traits - especially within a fandom which likes to focus exclusively on his more negative characteristics - is that he is extraordinarily welcoming in that familial sense, that he clearly believes quite strongly in the idea that everything he and harry and hermione go through has given them a bond which is not only thicker than water but thicker than blood and will endure through anything. he is - and i'll die on this hill - the tomarry girly's secret weapon, and i love to see him get the respect he deserves in our little corner of the fandom.

and i also think that it's not only this version of tom [who is, of course, slightly saner than he is sometimes found...] who would like him - ron has lots of traits the canonical voldemort values, above all his loyalty, but also his pragmatism, his daring streak, and his intuition.

they make quite a formidable pairing. i can already tell harry regrets it.

[can i just also say that i continue to be delighted by the sheer number of people who tell me that one year in every ten is the first time they've read tomarry, or that they've tried it despite not being a fan of the pairing usually.]

[any and all engagement with fic is extraordinarily generous - obviously - but there's an extra layer of generosity in being willing to go in with an open mind to a pairing which might not immediately make sense to you which i really respect. i have encountered, as i'm sure many of us have, a great deal of the fandom's more narrow-minded denizens clutching their pearls at the idea that tomarry isn't automatically unpleasant or implausible, in a way which can often feel fairly demotivating as someone who thinks that it isn't in any meaningful sense a crack ship.]

[this is a very welcome reminder of the fact that far more people exist outside of this view than in it, and i shall never stop being grateful.]

#asks answered #i'm not sure i realised 2024 would be my ronmort era but here we are #oyiet answers