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yuri-is-online · 10 months

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Out With the Old (Heartsabyul, Savanaclaw, and Octavinelle x Yuu)

"Look I would get rid of this thing if I could afford a new sweatshirt." You drag the offensive article of clothing over your head completely missing the spark of curiosity and mischief in your companion's eye. "I've got a lot of bad memories associated with this."

"If it's that uncomfortable we can go look for a replacement instead of-"

"Oh no not like that, it's super comfy. I just don't like it because it technically belongs to my ex."

notes: they/them used for Yuu, some questionable behavior from Floyd and Jade because who else? This is meant to be crack. Second part can be found here (x)

Riddle- "THAT'S LITERALLY ILLEGAL???"

He is too focused on hyperventilating because it sounds like you just admitted to a crime in front of him to even think about offering you one of his sweaters. Trey and Cater have to break it down for him unpaid therapist style that no, you are not wearing stolen property (probably), borrowing clothes is just something people in relationships often do. He then further needs it explained that no, you are not still in a relationship and since you want to get rid of the shirt it sounds like things ended poorly. His friends want to try and suggest he should give you an article of his clothing to replace the offending one but he's so focused on getting you something that matches dress code that they decide to quit while they're ahead. Literally.

Trey- "You know you can always ask us if you need help, right?"

Vil's right about Trey's tendency to fuss and spoil people being a bit of a flaw; he's in tune enough with his emotions to know that he should not, for his own sake, give you one of his old sweatshirts without being honest about why he wants you to wear it. But he can't exactly deny his instincts when it comes to the people he cares about. You're cold and uncomfortable, what sort of guy would he be if he just left you all alone? Just please don't brush this off with a comment about how much of a big brother or mother hen he is; it is already going to be pure torture trying to look at you in his things in a Queen of Hearts honoring way. He doesn't need an added complex on top of it.

Cater- "Oh honey no."

Cater doesn't like keeping stuff his exes gave him either, but luckily for him he's never been in a position where that's literally only the stuff he had on him. Speaking of things, he buys a bunch of clothes off magicam he barley has time to take the tags off of before the trend goes stale. You guys should totally ditch what you were planning to do today and have a little fashion show in his room. It'll be cute and he can get a bunch of cammable shots! Just ignore the pop music club hoodie he refuses to take back because it looks "so much cuter on you." <3

Ace- "That's extremely lame prefect."

He isn't blind; you're cute and poor. Anyone would jump at the chance to let you steal a hoodie, besides Ace isn't insecure enough to be super jealous of someone you clearly hate. He knows you well enough to tell when you are silently wishing death on someone, it's all in the vocal tone. But damn if this new bit of information doesn't make things tricky. He already makes a big fuss about not needing to focus on dating right now, and with that iconic sweatshirt of yours technically belonging to an ex it's not like he can just slide you one of his without making it super obvious what he's doing. Looks like you're just going to have to take some extra teasing for a bit prefect, it's his preferred method of cope.

Deuce- "You've been here for how long and the Headmage hasn't given you any clothes?!?!"

Deuce is a good egg whose primary concern is almost always your well being. He tends to act before his common sense and emotions can catch up with his thought process, and that's exactly what happens here. The concept of you dating someone is just so... foreign to him. Not because he thinks your undesirable! It's just that you guys are always hanging out, you not being around makes him feel a bit funny inside, and not in a good way. He doesn't mention that to his mom when he texts her asking if she has any of his old clothes laying around, but she definitely knows what's on his mind. Why else would she have sent his old delinquent jacket?

Leona- "Well that explains why it smells like shit."

Let the record show that Leona is in fact, lying to you. Your clothes don't smell like anything other than you and maybe some of the musk floating around Ramshackle Dorm, but that doesn't stop you from pulling the fabric and taking a good sniff. To Leona, all this really suggests is that you've been over the person long enough that you don't care about keeping their scent around anymore. Sure, a tiny thought does worm it's ugly way into his inferiority complex that "oh they liked someone else" but his equally large ego immediately slams the emphasis on "liked" and starts thinking about how to get his scent on you. He doesn't really own too many jackets like the one you're wearing, but he does have some nice silk scarfs he could wrap you up in. Much classier than whatever trash you had previously been going out with.

Ruggie- "You wanna toss it my way then?"

Clothes are clothes are clothes, you don't see Ruggie acting like his uniform is still Leona's just because that's who originally bought it. If you are really bothered by the memories of your ex, he's willing to listen and make fun of them, assuming that will make you feel better, but this won't make him jealous. That emotion is reserved for when you share food with other people. He is dead serious about taking the sweatshirt if you don't want it, as far as he's concerned that shirt belongs to you, and he wouldn't mind having an excuse to blend your wardrobes a little bit. It would make you even closer to being a real member of his pack.

Jack- "You can just take mine."

Jack's strong sense of justice and firm moral code are definitely his only motivations for offering you one of his sweatshirts. Forcing a student to wear clothes they find uncomfortable and associate with negative memories just because they didn't have the foresight to pack something they did like for a school they didn't know they would be attending is beyond unfair. That's what he tells himself anyway, and it's not like he isn't upset on your behalf, but it's plain as day to anyone that he wants to prove that you can rely on him; he's not like that other person, he doesn't mind being alone together with you.

Azul- "If your finances really are in such dire straights you know I could-"

Revealing personal information in Azul's presence is asking to be offered a deal. Sure that little complaint might have been insignificant to you, but for Azul? He's having a full blown Sherlock style breakdown going on in his head trying to decide what his angle is. 1) The prefect has dated in the past and doesn't look on that experience favorably. Does this prevent them from dating again? Needs further analysis. 2) Giving articles of clothing is an acceptable form of human courtship, even if used. Or is it especially if used? 3) Can he convince you to burn this if he gets you a replacement or is that too petty? 4) More importantly does this mean you have a type? And how does he press for that information without appearing desperate?

Jade- "Oh? Well that sounds extremely annoying."

Jade Leech is first and foremost a messy bitch who lives for other people's misery. Sure, he is reasonably certain he's in love with you at this point, but that doesn't matter. You have a story that's filled with second hand embarrassment and a bone to pick besides he is nothing if not an enthusiastic audience. The thought of you wearing clothes that he owns wasn't something he would have thought of himself, merfolk don't typically wear them so dating customs that involve them are a bit foreign to him. He would much rather just bite you. Or give you some jewelry. both he wants to do both

Floyd- "PUT THAT THING BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME"

The instant you say that sweatshirt is from an ex he is taking off whatever shirt he is currently wearing and trying to tug off yours. Yes, even if it is his basketball jersey, and yes even if he just got back from practice. Isn't the scent supposed to be the point? He knows you miss him when he's gone, and he can get you something nicer out of his closet later. Just remember to tell everyone, even and especially if they don't ask, who gave it to you. Floyd's... nice? Enough? To not immediately burn your sweatshirt but it's up for debate if that's because he's actually being nice or if he just wants a trophy.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst x yuu #riddle rosehearts x reader #trey clover x reader #cater diamond x reader #ace trapolla x yuu #deuce spade x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucci x reader #jack howl x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader

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kazz-brekker · 2 years

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hotd episode 5 thoughts

rip rhea royce, you seemed cool so even though i knew your death was coming i’m a bit sad about it. at least you got to bully daemon before the end.

loved that we got to see larys strong do a bit of scheming and i am quite excited to see where his character will go.

house velaryon and driftmark seem extremely cool, hope we do end up getting a spin-off about them someday.

corlys i am TRYING to stan you but trying to marry off your daughter at 12 and saying your gay son “will grow out of it” is not great behavior.

i do love that rhaenys and corlys are a total power couple who clearly respect and love each other a lot.

i liked the the scene of rhaenyra and laenor walking on the beach and forming their alliance/friendship very much since i’ve always interpreted them as being friends.

i’m glad we got to see some of the relationship between laenor and joffrey before things went south, they seemed really good together and i do wish they had gotten their life of a king consort and his sworn bodyguard.

of the different rumors surrounding rhaenyra and criston cole’s falling-out i have always thought the one where he suggested they run away together and she turned him down made the most sense so i’m glad they went with that one.

i also appreciated that his bitterness towards her is not just “criston’s crush doesn’t like him as much as he likes her” but also his sense of ruined honor.

i Do Not Trust grand maester mellos, something is up with that man. please stop with the leeches i swear to god.

the velaryons entering the wedding was ICONIC, they are legends, they are the moment, i love them.

it was nice seeing seasmoke and meleys but where! is! vhagar!

lyonel strong remains the only person on this show with common sense.

daemon showing up to rhaenyra’s wedding feast despite being in exile was legendary, i expected no less.

also rhaenyra being mean to him when they were dancing and throwing his words back at him was excellent.

alicent entering the feast in her green dress and calling rhaenyra “stepdaughter” was such a power move i literally cannot wait for her villain era.

that wedding was So Fucking Stressful even though i knew going in roughly what was going to happen i was on the edge of my seat.

oh joffrey, if only you were not so good at sussing out who is sleeping together and criston could be normal about his break-up things might have had a much happier ending :(

was hoping we would get more than the few harwin strong crumbs that we did buuuut it seems like he’ll be important in episode 6.

i’m going to miss milly alcock and emily carey but i cannot WAIT to see emma d’arcy and olivia cooke, they are going to absolutely kill it

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fatherphilia · 9 months

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How about some of that Uchiha breeding kink for your bestie?

i love how the uchiha breeding kink is just a staple in naruto smut. it’s honestly so iconic lol

tw. dubcon and of course, breeding kink under cut

madara can hardly control himself, if there’s any man that desires an heir deeply, it is him. he’s believes that he’s the strongest in his clan and that it’s his duty to provide strong successors for the uchiha.

his poor poor wife, anytime she’s not pregnant is time spent with her legs wrapped around her husband as he thrusts up into her. he can’t help the swell of desire he feels thinking how claiming his girl and knocking her up so the whole clan can see her stomach swell with his child.

at first, he justifies it by saying that he needs to have a male heir but even after you bore a son, he had no intention of stopping. the man just can’t contain himself.

honestly, sasuke never thought that he would have desires like these. he always pictured himself having children eventually but it didn’t occur to him how much the idea of impregnating or rather “breeding” his wife would turn him off.

he doesn’t admit it but it’s easy to tell with the way he’s sliding in and out of you, muttering how he can’t wait to see your his kid. pulling out simply isn’t an option for him and he can’t stand to see any of cum dripping out of you. when you point out his behavior as he’s collecting the semen dripping from your cunt so he can stuff it back in, he merely shrugs as if it was the most normal thing.

if he’s feeling more bold, he’ll tell you to make sure not to waste a single drop.

itachi was the most embarrassed about his intense desires, he considered himself a man who had impeccable control but that control is always slipping when he finds himself in bed with you.

the idea of domesticity and a family is always lingering in the back of his mind, a lingering desire that begins to dominate his thoughts when he’s got you on your back with your legs spread in front of him. he’s gripping thighs, murmuring to you about how he can’t wait to see you become a mother, that he’ll know you’ll do great all while his thoughts drift to way you’ll look while carrying his kid.

he truly does try to contain himself but his usual tenderness is slipping as his cock head teases your aching pussy after he’s already came inside and his spend is dripping down your inner thighs.

not all men merely desire to impregnate their wife. rather, obito just wants to get his hands on any fertile woman he can. it’s the thought of impregnating a stranger and fucking them senseless that really gets him going.

it’s easy for him to coax a kunoichi into his bed for a one night stand, sweet lies leaving his lips as he promises that he’ll pull out; swears that he’d never leave the girl alone. but, it’s all a lie of course because he simply can’t help himself from pouring his load inside the poor girl while she squirms and tries to push him off, reminding him that he promised to pull out.

truly, he just wants to leave some sweet girl out there carrying his spawn inside of her. it’s this irresistible temptation to carry on his genes but he’s such a busy man, he doesn’t have time to settle down with a woman. in any case, obito feels like maybe the girl should feel honored that he picked her even if she’s sobbing when he’s done.

#naruto imagines #madara x reader #sasuke uchiha x reader #itachi x reader #obito x reader #smut #my writing #tw.dubcon #tw.breeding

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vaspider · 1 year

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Intro Post, updated March 1, 2023

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My immediate family consists of my partners, my adult daughter, and our dogs.

No one in my immediate family is cis or het. I have been called Spider for 20+ years, & now a lot of people call me Mama Spider. Mom is a role, it need not be gendered.

This is a lot shorter than it used to be. I don't really feel like posting paragraphs explaining stuff anymore.

My icon has lore, apparently.

I post all asks and anon is never turned on.

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icyg4l · 2 months

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Pick-A-Child Star: Inner Child Messages

In honor of Black History Month, I am continuing the series of highlighting Black icons while prioritizing the spiritual needs of Black Americans. Pick the image that resonates with you most.

Left-to-Right (1-3): Keke Palmer, Aleisha Allen, China Anne McClain

If you chose Pile One, you resonate with the energy of Keke Palmer. As we all know, she is a multi-talented human being. She is a singer-songwriter, actress, dancer, talk show host, podcaster and model. Her name is synonymous with the phrase 'busy bee'. Her infectious personality has followed us through movies and tv shows like True Jackson VP, Scream Queens, Akeelah and the Bee, Nope and much more. She continues to grace the screens with her charismatic nature.

"You're always wondering what you're not, can't you be happy with what you've got?"

When you were younger, you may have watched the tv show, 'How to Rock', starring Cymphonique. The premise of the show is navigating the social castes of high school. I channeled the theme song for this show. You really need to show some more gratitude, man. What's in your imagination is being reflected on the outside world; just enjoy the moment. Your brain is on overload all the time and you really need to rest. On Valentine's Day, you should give yourself some 'me time'. Another message that I get from your inner child is that you need to go play! For some of you, I sense that you're reluctant to let someone into your life when they have good intentions. I think high school plays a big role into why you navigate the world the way that you do. You are not in high school anymore! You are officially responsible for your own shit (that means the emotional trauma too, boo). Your inner child also wants you to know that you should take up some karate/self-defense classes. It is imperative that you learn how to stick up for yourself physically, not just verbally. Lastly, if you have lost a father figure, you should do that thing to honor his legacy such as getting a tattoo of him, getting a portrait painted of him, starting that company and naming it after him. You are your father's offspring, you know?

If you chose pile 2, this means you resonate with the energy of Aleisha Allen. She is most famously known for her roles in the 'Are We There Yet?' film series and School of Rock. Her cheeky portrayal of these characters solidified her as a Black child star icon. After starring in these classic films, she took on smaller roles in 'The Electric Company' and indie films. Since then, she has acquired a Bachelor's degree at Pace University and a Master's degree at Columbia University in Communication Science and Disorders to fulfill a career as a speech pathologist.

“I gets down, I don’t play”

Some of you may be in the midst of choosing a major after being undecided for so long. Some of you may switch majors a lot. Your inner child wants you to choose something that makes them come alive this time. In other words, choose a career path that's not boring to you. You could have ADHD/ADD or some type of learning disability. You need to slow down because you’re inviting some disingenuous energy. Your inner child does not trust the people that are around you. Your light shines too bright to be staying in spaces where you're not celebrated. This made me think of a video of Megan Thee Stallion talking about walking out of rooms where you don't feel comfortable. Do exactly that, my love. Everything will work out just fine if you believe that it will. Your inner child wants you to be as optimistic about this transition as possible. And lastly, you don't have to tolerate anyone's behavior, or quite frankly anything. If you feel like you have to put up with someone's bull, then you need to leave. You guys were quite the sassy kids, weren't you? Now, where did all of that energy go? Why are you dimming yourself down just to appeal to others? It doesn't matter if you're in a corporate meeting or a classroom filled with white people, you speak your mind. You know what's going on, don't be intimidated.

If you chose Pile 3, you resonate with the energy of China Anne McClain. She is known for her roles in Daddy’s Little Girls, A.N.T. Farm, the Descendants series and Black Lightning. Her range in roles highlights her witty, yet dramatic personality, which is the reason for any drawn interest in her. She is also a singer-songwriter who was once in a girl group with her older sisters, Lauryn and Sierra. Since then, she has documented her spiritual journey on social media after quitting acting.

“I’ve got friends on the other side”

This is the pile that I would probably choose. This is the pile of the hoodoos/witches/spiritualists/occultists. Your inner child wants you to know that the spells you’ve been casting have been working. As a child, you may have had some experiences with ghosts/spirits. Nobody believed you but who cares? They’re your friends now. There may be a cousin that you haven’t seen/talked to in a while. Please talk to them! Your inner child misses them so much! It doesn’t matter if you’re not on good terms with them, please go do it. For some reason, you should go play hide and seek. This could also mean that you should prepare for an item of yours to go missing temporarily. It could also mean that you will find out some information that you’ve been searching for. Finally, if you feel like you have nowhere to go, think again! Your inner child wants to go to place where you once frequented. This could be the beach, an arcade or the park. Go have a picnic. Go insert those coins/swipe that card into your favorite apocalypse game. Go dig your toes into the sand! You are going through self-actualization and it is important that you stay grounded. Be prepared to step into uncomfortable positions. Connecting with your inner child is a way to do so. It is essential for your growth as a person.

#law of assumption #manifesting #neville goddard #hoodoo #tarot #tarotreading #astro notes #pick a card #pac reading #pick a pile #divination #pick an image #spirituality #tarot deck #tarotcommunity

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eldritch-spouse · 1 year

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Now I'm very interested in all the icons heats 👀 What's Cero's heat like? I love when characters who act dignified and in control losing it to their own basic urges

[I can't wait for people to shit on him in my inbox.]

TW: Verbal degradation; Cero is his own warning tbh.

Cero will occasionally take heat supressants.

The problem with that is, the larger one is, and the more powerful, the harder it becomes to suppress one's heats. Sure, you can brew a heat suppressor so potent that it muffles a Lord of Hell's rut, but that's not exactly cheap to make, it takes time, it's unreliable, unpredictable, and can have negative health consequences. Cero has been careful with his use of this treatment.

Usually, during heats, Cero has the manor mostly evacuated. He doesn't want anyone, not even his servants, to witness his sorry state. He knows he's going to peacock helplessly to anyone he sees, and that'll be the death of his ego right there. Cero, while not exactly a traditional nesting type, will surround himself with anything he's particularly proud of having, or things that represent his status, his honor. It's like a gross, self-flattering altar really.

Your marriage contract, if you still recall it, rushed and full of fervor as it was, had a vague clause about Cero's ruts. Said clause denotes that you are to follow any instructions related to it given to you in the future. And, even if you come to hate this (most likely), fact of the matter is you'll never have someone give you a more descriptive survival guide for their heats than Cero. The fear of uncertainty is null because everything you can expect is in those pages.

Pre-heat symptoms are subtle, but there. Most noticeably, Cero will become easily shaken by what people say about him. He'll grow obsessed with his looks and behavior, checking himself constantly, looking around like a crazy man. The demonlord becomes insecure, prone to petty outbursts over the slightest hint of offense to himself, and taking heavy blows to his self-esteem from a mere half-hearted insult. He's almost afraid of being around others, especially you. In fact, Cero will make himself very scarce around his Queen during this time.

At night, he orders the servants to arrange a guest room for you, and that's where you'll sleep for the remainder of his rut. Before you go to bed however, he shows up at your bedroom door and pushes towards you a neat file folder with several pages. You're ordered to read it, and he speed-walks away before you can see how sweaty he is. That is the file with all the information you need, as well as your schedule laid out for the upcoming days. All your personal needs are accounted for, and it's structured in a way that makes it look like nothing's even changed. You better make sure you respect the hours stated in those files, because if you're even a minute late with your timing, Cero will drag you into his room even if you scream bloody murder. One of the ways he stays sane is through keeping track of time, so you must always be on your toes.

Wear what he tells you to, bring him his meal after you eat, respect the breaks for basic necessities and sleeping. Show up at his room when the file tells you and listen to every little word he says- Or you'll get really hurt.

Although clouded in hormones, Cero behaves predictably. He expects reverence and timidity, complete obedience is demanded of you. Let it be known he has several whips, and there's a good chance he could use them during this time. If you manage to keep calm and respect these rules, you're treated to some egotistical sex for the most part, but you're also privy to some of the demonlord's more honest thoughts.

There are moments where Cero's confident attitude crumbles from the highs and lows of hormones. Moments where he'll throw himself at you on the verge of tears, naked, shivering with need- Begging you to tell him he's perfect, that you love him. Is he doing things right? Is he good enough? Do you want to fuck him? Is his cock any good? Is he half as immaculate as you? Pick your answers very carefully, because if you hurt him, Cero will take it out on you tenfold when he's no longer suffering a low.

When you leave his room at the scheduled hours, you'll hear Cero calling for you throughout the night. Sometimes they're sweet nothings, other times they're insults, degrading you- Why aren't you beneath him? As if you have anything else better to do, you whore. He doesn't mean them, and he says that in the files. You are to ignore him entirely. It's a bit hard to sleep when you can hear him fucking himself the whole night, but he specifies he needs those moments to... "Unwind privately".

Respect the schedule, stay obedient, and it'll mostly be fine. Go out of your way to be irresponsible and Cero will have to take over in his muddled state- Something you decidedly don't want.

#Cero oc

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mpreginthestars · 21 days

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Louis took a deep breath as he stood on the legendary Saturday Night Live stage, underneath all of the the bright spotlights and sound equipment. Finally, he was here, in the moment he had been anticipating for years — hosting the iconic television program, and getting to show off his comedic chops. As the audience erupted into a roaring applause, Louis began his opening monologue, feeling the rush of adrenaline wash over him as he delivered joke after joke with perfect comedic timing.

“Thank you, thank you! It's so great to be here tonight! It is an absolute honor, really.” Louis grinned, trying to keep his voice steady, despite the butterflies in his stomach. "You know, it's been a whirlwind week for me. Being here, in New York, is always fun. I always have such great experiences here! For example, last night, I saw the absolute biggest rat that I’ve ever seen before. Yeah… it was just sitting on the sidewalk, eating a bunch of trash. Made me kind of homesick, you know. It reminded me of having dinner with Simon Cowell.”

The audience rang into a symphony laughter and applause, the lighthearted energy in the room palpable. Louis continued, his confidence growing as he fed off the vibe of the crowd. "Now, on a serious note. As some of you may know, I’ve been in the news a lot lately… and there’s a ridiculous amount of speculation surrounding my personal life, and my marriage. Now that the ice is broken, I do have a rather exciting announcement to make tonight." He paused for dramatic effect, a mischievous glint in his eye, before continuing. "Actually… erm… can we bring out my wonderful husband, Harry?"

The audience gasped in surprise as Harry Styles walked onto the stage, his arms wrapped tightly around his midsection, obscuring it. Louis beamed, wrapping an arm around Harry's waist to further shield his abdomen.

“Now, the two of us have seen all of your comments, and heard your concerns about our strange behavior over these last few months… and, we think it’s time that we finally address them. No, we’re not working on a secret tour, or getting the band back together. Unfortunately, that’s not what’s been occupying us. To make this quick… Harry and I are expecting our very first child together. We’re pregnant!”

Again, the audience erupted into cheers and applause. Louis and Harry shared a loving look as they revealed his baby bump.

Showcasing just how far along they were, Louis playfully lifted Harry's shirt, revealing the true size of his massively swollen belly. He couldn't contain his happiness as he gently rubbed the beautiful bump in front of everyone, feeling their baby kick back at him in response.

The moment was nothing short of magical, as Louis and Harry stood on that legendary stage, basking in the love and support of the audience, and celebrating this new chapter in their lives. It was truly a time to remember for Louis, Harry, and everyone watching.

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#ai image #ai mpreg #harry styles #louis tomlinson #harry and louis

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coherentcats · 2 months

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In honor of Yu-Gi-Oh GX’s 20th anniversary and the booster set “Phantom Nightmare” featuring the nonbinary icon Yubel, let’s examine gender in GX in depth. For each day leading up to the release of “Phantom Nightmare,” I’ll be sharing a case study of a different character in relation to gender roles, with special attention paid to gender variance–behavior, expression, or identity that deviates from gender norms. Today’s duelist is Alexis Rhodes!

#anime #yugioh #yugioh gx #alexis rhodes #asuka tenjoin

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thelonelyme · 2 years

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♡ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs]1♡

𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞: ディズニーツイステッドワンダーランド[Twisted Wonderland]

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐨/𝐢: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto.

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: The yanderes finds out mc is now a fallen angel due to them.

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: Hello honey, this is my first time asking you but please listen to me.. What do you think the reaction of the yandere house leader's reaction to their lover who is an angel has now fallen and become a demon's. especially the reason why they become a fallen angel is because they want to continue to be with the leaders of the dormitory even though their God forbids them, and to the point of plucking out their wings. Pretty pleaseee 🥺🥺

𝐀𝐕𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐄: GN READER, Since there's more than five characters, I decided to divide the post into two parts, in this there will be only three, while in the other there will be the remaining four leaders. Although there will be yandere behaviors, mention of explicit self harm, misogyny, blasphemy and description of mutilation and implies of non-con.

-𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬-

For the young and promising scarlet-haired magician, your arrival could not have been described as less than a coming from hell. Probably your very first encounter would have been through the iconic duo of Ace and Deuce, which, breaking a slightly more relevant rule than the others, would have caused their execution.

Perhaps they had been secretly drinking coffee and Riddle was immediately informed by his beloved deputy dormitory, or perhaps Ace had categorically refused to feed the flamingos wearing a pink onesie after seeing Deuce. After all, they’ve only been in that crazy dorm for a week, and as much as they didn’t want to conflict with the hot-tempered boss, it was like they were attracting trouble. Unfortunately, because of the universal law, what happens to your friends is likely to fall on you, too.

Riddle had already had a bad day trying to straighten out the mistakes of some of his fellow dorm bosses and prevent every member of his perfect dorm from breaking one of his rules. And their stunt was the last straw that broke the pot of rage in the honor student’s head. At that moment he could just scream until his throat hurt, he could just end their idiocy once and for all with a series of spells, but no. The moment his mind recorded that there was another unknown person with them, it was enough to make him back from his rash thoughts. After all, he would never have wanted his reputation to be burned because of a foolish error of self-control.

At first, he wouldn’t even try to figure out who you were. He had enough problems to deal with and certainly a simple person could not have completely blown his priorities. He thought something like trying to socialize with too many people was pointless, especially with people who seemed to be less than promising.

But of course he heard about you. The student without magic who, despite lacking the basic requirements required for frequently attending a school of magic, somehow managed to be part of the regular students. And what left him even more suspicious was your immediate appointment as head dormitory for that dilapidated Onboro dorm. As far as he could possibly have known about you, you might have been a rich man’s kid so you could afford to go to a prestigious school and, what’s more, make yourself chief on the first day. He knew that crow only cared about money and reputation. As far as he knew, he knew nothing.

His annoyance would grow as you found friends in Deuce and Ace. And with your calm, kind presence combined with your sweet behavior, it wasn’t that hard not to have a bunch of guys who are just blessed by you. Your alone presence could calm the entire class, or dormitory in which you were, and any restless person could simply cry more for your words of comfort and so warm. You definitely had something otherworldly, as Ace jokingly described it as you were walking and lazing at the entrance of the gigantic maze of brambles without noticing the angry person watching you from afar.

For him you did not exist. A person so charitable, so benevolent, so... Perfect existed only in fairy tales where everyone lives happily ever after. In a world left in the hands of hatred and envy, such a person could not exist. I’m sure you were using your pretty face to have a bunch of simps hovering around. No one can be good without having anything else. Surely you’re hiding your deepest, most unpronounceable secrets no matter how despicable and disgusting they were. You weren’t possible, the whole world had constants, and being imperfect was normal for everyone.

And you were that variable.

The fact of your very existence was driving him crazy from the inside. There wasn’t a single moment when he couldn’t help but hear your laugh, even when he was alone. He couldn’t help emulating your little mannerisms, any more than he could completely ignore you.

After all, every God wants all of their beloved children to be happy.

As hard as it was to do the opposite, Riddle couldn’t help but want to remain independent of your angelic voice, from your adorable lips that at each movement only invited him to violate them over and over again until they were closed forever. It had to withstand your eyes, which reflected only warmth and comfort.

"It’s a trap Riddle, don’t you see?!"

You weren’t like his mother. Or like everyone in his family. And that made him frown more deeply. You weren’t normal. You didn’t yell at anyone who wronged you or did something wrong, you never punished anyone as they did all the others- no, you just smiled at them and gently, like a godsend, you started listing all the reasons why their actions were wrong. And as if that were not enough, you were able to find solutions to their irremediable and stupid damages! Don’t you understand how surreal it sounds? But it was precisely at those moments, in the moments when the crimson-haired boy did not readily turn to avoid you, that he ardently desired your comfort and warmth. He also wanted to be secretly devoured by the burning flames of your love. And as it was repeated that those two newbies good for nothing could do nothing but damage and that could only bring you to an end to say the least until proven otherwise were his eyes piercing your temple in moments where there was no one to see it.

He felt absolutely pathetic. Like a flower that in vain tries to color itself in a different way than all the others. He did not want to have your pity, from his overblot too many people who did not know anything about him had given him sad eyes and an empty excuse. He knew that no one was truly sorry for him, not even his closest friends, no one else besides himself knew what he had felt, no one cared what had brought him to his ways, no one had ever deigned to even try to understand him.

And then you showed up.

And honestly, he was definitely better off without you.

You were driving him crazy.

You weren’t possible, you weren’t normal.

Every person who ever saw you started calling you "angel". The first to start this ridiculous chain was that hunter in Pomefiore. Every single time he saw you, he would immediately approach your figure to call you with some pretty cheesy French nicknames."Comment allez-vous mon Ange? I only want what’s best for you, my dear." You couldn’t even suspect people like that Frenchman clearly stalking you? How could you trust every person you met so blindly? Even those sea sweepers who were scamming all the weaklings who were desperate enough to go to them? At first he didn’t think you would really get close to them, but surely he was wrong in the exact moment when he saw you on the arm with that freak who is Floyd, laughing as if there were no Riddle to say the least disgusted by your skit. And not only that, as a icing on the cake, even that other twin was now taking an interest in you. How could you possibly miss the people you date? The only logical explanation he could come up with was your innate stupidity. He couldn’t conceive all of this."Hey little Killy¹, how about you come with us later? I’m bored by myself" "Now, now, don’t scare the student this way Floyd. But, if I have to admit it, I’ll be glad you’re here, too, Angelfish." Or the two annoying first years with Ace who now no longer made cheeky jokes about you being an angel, preferring to use that nickname for sentimental moments alone. It made him sick to his stomach about it.. Or how Deuce was much more silent in your presence, always surrounded by fluttering invisible hearts. "A-h, of course, I’ll accompany you! Don’t worry, you’re safe with me!"

He couldn’t help but be captivated by you. But he wouldn’t admit that he was sick and obsessed with your abnormality. Every time he looked at you with a slight increase in his heart, it was just a little anxiety about the test he was supposed to take next. After all he had to prove to all that he was excellent in everything. Every time he had a slight twitch of his fingers when some filthy worm crawled by your side to touch you, it was only because of his severity. He cares about his dorm mates. Every time he blushed at the sight of your slightly more exposed thighs than usual, it was only because of the heat of the room. He was human, wasn’t he? And every time he ordered Trey to drug your lunch? It was to make you normal.

He was beginning to hate others much more than before. Hating others and you. You were definitely lying about who you were, maybe you were a magician so skilled that you could hide all traces of your magic so that you would appear weaker to others? Or perhaps you were one of those creatures created only to bring hatred and despair into the hearts and minds of those who did not want to be near you? Surely you were lying. And the most important rule of all was, "No one is allowed to lie to the Queen. This will be punished with immediate execution in front of all the people of the kingdom."

And finally now it was clear. You were not normal. That's why you were abnormal.

And if the others found out about you, you’d probably be feeling a lot worse than what you’re going through right now. Wouldn’t you want to be chained to a lab bed while they cut and tear apart your beautiful wings? Be thankful he hasn’t touched them yet. Don’t mind the collar around your neck. It’s just to make you stay. Otherwise you’ll fly away. And would you like to leave after leading a young man to his destruction? It is an even worse pain than your cries of pain.

You couldn’t come back now.

Now you can indulge in your escapes. You can do everything you want now. You were dirty. Impure. You could not categorically enter. And now you had fallen into the rabbit hole.

You should have known that if you took a rose, you’d soon be pierced by her thorns.

-𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫-

Now, Leona- in very simple and basic terms- he wouldn’t give a shit about you. You should not blame anyone, the lion man is one of the most difficult people to attract because of his somewhat intimidating and egocentric personality.

The lion man usually spent his days doing much more important things than what a small and incapable herbivore would do. Leona would be forced to approach you and your group before there could be a struggle that could potentially end in some unwanted death. Honestly, the only thing he thought about his dorm mates was that those empty heads were just muscles and no brains, he found ridiculous the way they had always tried to attack someone who clearly was not a problem. He just didn’t think it was even important to think about you. After all, what could a weak herbivore do to a lion like him? Nothing, simple.

The only thing he could think about the first time he saw you was how weak you might seem. Compared to those loud idiots and that parrot with a cell phone, you didn’t seem to be able to defend yourself against anyone. His posture would reassemble so that he could look even bigger and more massive than before and he could almost feel a small shiver slip down his spine at the sight of your faltering expression. Surely you had never met such an intimidating being like him, you had never seen a strong and cunning man like him, in fact, you looked like someone who had never seen something slightly uglier than usual "they lived happily ever after".

He was ready to show you otherwise.

Your first encounter would have left him with a bitter taste, but nothing to worry about for a guy like him. At least he hoped you’d have the good sense to never return to his territory. I mean, who the hell would want to get into trouble with Leona Kingscholar, second prince of Afterglow Savannah and dorm chief of Savanaclaw? Exactly.

He didn’t really think you’d come back, this time even alone- he doesn't even care to mention that weird pet cat-, there. Most likely you had some kind of death wish, otherwise it doesn’t explain. He would just be more annoyed when he heard your voice talking calmly to that puppy Jack; and unfortunately the ledge on which he had decided to keep his well-deserved rest was close enough for your voice to reach his ears, causing them to contract several times, occasionally grunting and growling trying to make you understand to lower your tone. As you kept talking, all he could think about was how you two could be so annoying, and at the end of your little chat, He could not help but swirl his eyes to the heavens, thinking that your little conversation was closed, and whisper faintly before finally finding rest.

If you had stopped there, you would have spared yourself everything, but as a loyal subject, you are tested to redeem your destiny.

Tell him that he is your king, the one and only. Just tell him that he was the one who was essential to your existence.

Live for him, and only him.

Every single day you’d come back to his dorm room just to ask the freshman and the hyena if they were okay and if something happened to them. You must have been investigating the mysterious incidents, which clearly pissed him off.

He would have finally shown that giant lizard his place and his true king, and this victory would have been denied to him only for some stupid herbivores?

He wouldn't lose this time.

He would instruct those dorks in the dorm not to interact with anyone outside of their dormitory, but at the same time he would simply release Ruggie to injure the others of Diasomnia and company. It was the perfect plan because, as unlikely as it might seem, he could always pass for the kind and caring dorm-leader who cared about the health of his comrades and who for them well became a little more reserved, and then no one would ever leak anything. In the light of these reliefs, he spent his days resting under tall trees, allowing the lazy but intriguing lion to bask in the rays of the hot sun. The moment he heard your voice, he couldn’t believe your tenacity to want to bother him. Your sincere spheres shone with kindness as you knelt before him with a concerned expression on your face. " Are you feeling weak? I can call someone to take you to the infirmary if you feel sick."

Up to that point he was also willing to forget your presence and erase you from his life, but it seemed like you wanted to be a part of it by force.

And because he respected humans so much that he considered them his equals, he didn’t mind returning the favor.

You were a human no doubt, but one that smelled absolutely delicious, causing his tail to rustle and his ears to twitch. Your final meeting would have definitely been enough to trigger that instinct in Leona.

He loved the fact that you were so weak and small compared to his powerful figure, it gave him a sick confirmation that he was once again superior in something. He loved the way in a few minutes he could easily overpower you and finally make vanish once and for all that annoying gleam of hope in his eyes, he hated how you could be so hopeful in people, always stating that in every being there was always a part of justice, and defending even the indefensible after having created only damage. You reminded him too much of his happy, carefree, annoying nephew, and he didn’t like it.

And he wondered if you would forgive him after what he did to you.

He wondered what your limitations were.

Everyone has a certain threshold beyond which you no longer act rationally, and he wanted to be the cause of your breakup. He wanted to see how fast he could get you on the hook. To pretend not to hear you and not to react at all in your presence and to see you go mad with concern for him was divine.

Yeah, just focus on him.

It just seemed to him that little game of cat and mouse before the finally get to the main course. And this almost made him purr, he loved these foreplay, they made his catch even more delicious and tasty than it normally was.

He wanted to hear your sweet, warm voice tell him that he was the only living being who could hear your praise and your acts of docile submission, he wanted to possess you in every possible way, he wanted to have control over your soul, body and mind. He wanted you to never walk or fly again. He wanted to be your first and only person to go to to solve your relatively small problems. But apparently he needed his help to figure out your real place.

You reminded him of a tiny little crane, so beautiful but at the same time so easy to devour, so delicate but at the same time so damn stubborn. That was one of the traits he hated deeply about you. No matter how much he brutalized you over and over again a day, sharing his pleasure with all those beasts in his dorm room, all you did was forgive him and talk to him gently.

"I know you’re not really like that, Leona, I forgive you."

But you did not know that there was no point of return for your beast. By now he had been completely overwhelmed by his obsession with you. If he "wasn’t really like that," then guess what you should have seen was that he was, in fact, an even more cruel and charming demon than the one you learned to stand up to.

So he had kindly decided to prevent a possible escape in an even more effective way than those he had already adopted. He wanted to rant about your bloody body even more.

Yes, tell him how you hated him, tell him you missed your beautiful wings.

Tell him how much you hate him with every drop of your blood.

In the end, even angels can hate. Finally he managed to break you. But now you don't need to use your little mouth to scream, it's better if you kneel and start worshipping your new god.

Now drown in that sweet poison that you have for him.

-𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨-

The clever, cunning and extremely charismatic silver-haired magician had never done anything else in his brilliant career as a model student and young entrepreneur besides helping all those poor souls who desperately needed help.

In the eyes of many, he was nothing but perfect: magnificent exterior appearance, impeccable marks and a charming language ability, not to mention the fact of having two large and threatening eels that always followed him, making it clear that any kind of problems that would result in a physical situation, it would not be him to have to worry about his health.

Helping people was what he did, every day, despite many in the school had been warned not to trust the young but already so analytical magician, who, as was expected from every excellent service, was always ready with a golden contract in his pockets. And when he felt for the first time that a new student without magic had started attending a school full of uncultivated barbarians, he couldn’t help but start taking an extra look at you.

But not him, for goodness sake! He was a very busy man, he had many clients a day to help with his abilities. Therefore he would have entrusted the task to his two business partners, knowing certainly that they would not disappoint him at all.

Which he was absolutely right about.

During the short period of time required to have all the information necessary and important to carry out his work, he would try to create a certain type of debt towards him. Maybe you lost the only pen you had? What a delightful coincidence! Just then he had one more, but everything came at a cost. And of course he had intentionally hidden that last part, answering your generous thanks with as many sweet words and saying that there was no problem, and that, on the contrary, you could have kept the pen with you for as long as you wanted.

Such a generous offer, isn’t it?

Obviously all those fairly repetitive coincidences would not have been done for nothing, no- he wanted first to lull you with sweet gestures and seemingly small and harmless favors in his room before drafting a contract with you. Simple and clean.

"So, dear, I’m sure you’re wondering why I asked you to meet me in the VIP room, and the answer will be immediately provided. Since I’ve noticed an obvious problem with subjects that require magical abilities, I wanted to give you a chance to decide if I could help you with your problems. Of course, you would get, not only that, many other advantages, like the protection of Jade and Floyd, the two people standing next to us, and a possible job in my restaurant, since I know that affording food in these conditions of yours can’t be that easy. Surely a student without magic like you would benefit enormously from a contract with me. All you have to do is just sign here your name and allow me to take care of your problems while you’re here at the NRC, and in return all I ask is that you get to know yourself better."

The only thing he didn’t expect was your imminent rejection, his gloved hand that was still in the air, while his large grin that characterized him and his bright eyes were sharpened for a second, before returning to their original position. Of course, to others Azul seemed perfect, but in the end, perfection is not something that the human being or tritons or faes can simply achieve. It can never be so. Perfection concerns only every Gods and theirs nearest creations. You could see through all his flattery, and in the end you managed not to get dragged into something you didn't want to do.

"I’m sorry, Azul-san, but I don’t think I want to make a contract right now. While my situation may not be the best, I think I can manage on my own. If you don’t mind now, I’ll leave so I don’t bother you again, goodbye."

Azul, with a movement of his hand, had to stop the swinging figure of Floyd before he could even utter a single word, deciding that with brute force he would not go anywhere with you. He did not want to tarnish those two impeccable years for ordering to mistreat an innocent young student, while it was different for those who had not respected his terms of contract.

Strangely, he had not considered your perspicacity and your possible instinct, which had left him at times puzzled and at times angry with you, for having ridiculed him resoundingly rejecting an opportunity that only on very few occasions are proposed, and with him, for not calculating that part of you, causing a flaw in his otherwise perfect plan. He couldn’t find a single moment when he was distracted from his original task, but maybe it was just your calm, sweet, and so charming, but at the same time so intriguing personality that accidentally led him to think that I was completely innocent, while instead you had an intellect like his.

He needed to find out more about this new side of you.

Until that time he had been accustomed to your usual I seemingly blessed by the seven. He swears that for a moment he also had the courage to imagine your figure in the other school by principles, and for some reason that thought made him feel weak at the knees, causing him to stagger for a moment. He hated feeling weak for you, he hated how he wanted with all his heart to hear all those praises, unfortunately addressed to that freshman Deuce for passing a test by Professor. Trein, addressed to him.

He was selfish, but all those years he was forced to hide and hide his talents, why shouldn’t he be now?

After all, he deserved to be after helping so many troubled souls.

He also deserved to be blessed by your coming, he wanted to be blessed by your presence.

Finally he had found someone like him, someone who was not as severe as Riddle but also not as obsessed with beauty as Vil, perspicacious as Leona and so trusting and kind but not as exacerbating as Kalim. In a way, you were the perfect definition of soul mate for the promising young man. In light of these rather strange thoughts, Azul could not help but continue and continue to deny all the obvious evidence of his infatuation. Something was wrong with him, he felt it. He felt that there was something in you that simply could not be compatible with him. Maybe the fact that you were a human being and he was a sea's creature? He didn’t believe that, he would just create a potion that could turn you into a mermaid forever, and he would stop even dwelling on it. He could not understand why he continued to have paranoia, which was disturbing him from the success of his contracts, and which was consuming him from within.

The days that passed turned into months, months in which Azul had radically changed his attitude towards you: he kept trying to remain indifferent to your actions, but every time he saw your kind smiles and when he saw the way your hand moved when I comforted your friends by hugging them, he felt warm and fuzzy inside as he admired you, unable to tear his gaze away from your praiseworthy figure. Unfortunately his loyal business partners were there and they knew him so well to notice the change inside him.

They always noticed everything.

And instead of stopping their dear friend’s collection of personal items, they only encouraged him, laughing and commenting crudely on how exhilarating it was to see the usual charismatic and bewitching dormitory head Octavinelle pining completely for the little prefect that he could never have for himself.

After all, doves do not breathe underwater.

Azul’s patience would be thinning more and more, leading him to several hysterics and moments of deep depression, all so that you were not with him.

What would he have to do to be even in your sight?

He would have done anything, cut all eight of those embarrassing tentacles and offered them to you in exchange for just a little peek. He didn’t understand why he wanted to be with you so badly in the first place, but maybe that wasn’t even the biggest problem at the time.

Maybe it was time to cage the wings of his adorable angelfish.

He was literally shocked and he was about to scowl at the bigger twin before he looked at the title of the big, heavy book that had slammed in front of him.

"That’s why you were so.. magnetic.."

"You're a creature born to love."

"Maybe you came down for him?"

"Maybe someone sent a wonderful being like you to love him?"

"You should have been! That’s why he couldn’t hate you!"

"But now, my loved angelfish, there’s no need to get so upset, we still have to draw up a contract dear~"

¹= KilliFish, according to Wikipedia, a killifish is any of various oviparous (egg-laying) cyprinodontiform fish. All together, there are 1,270 species of killifish. Many of the species rely on such a diapause, since the eggs would not survive more than a few weeks if entirely submerged in water. Most killies are small fish, from 2.5 to 5 centimetres, with the largest species growing to just under 15 centimetres. The word killifish is of uncertain origin, but is likely to have come from the Dutch kil for a kill.

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marzipanandminutiae · 1 year

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Who would you consider the most GNC character in Crimson Peak?

Interesting question!

Aesthetically none of them are, really. Thomas and Lucille are outdated in their wardrobes, as Edith notices, but they're right on target for their expected gender presentations. Edith, too- the suit she wears to her publisher's office may have menswear inspiration, but it's a style that was quite mainstream and popular for women in the era she's portraying (c. 1895- 6 years before the movie is actually set, but we'll let it slide because the costumes are so gorgeous).

Now, if you get into gender roles, everything is on its head. One thing I believe Del Toro did intentionally was playing with gendered archetypes in Gothic stories. Thomas takes on the "femme fatale" role, seducing the hero(ine) into a trap before ultimately regretting his actions too late and trying to make it right. And he's been occupying a conventionally feminine space in his own life since childhood, too, with his sister protecting and quite literally saving him since they were children. His sole contribution to the murders is also unusual for a male character: poison, normally considered a "feminine" weapon. All the brutality and direct violence is Lucille's doing.

Speaking of Lucille, she's all over the place re: gendered behavior. On the one hand, taking on the protector role for Thomas is definitely outside the norm for Gothic female leads. On the other, by the standards of her time, she slots perfectly into the Angel In the House archetype: a woman who acts as an emotional rock for her man, has no ambitions outside the home, controls the domestic sphere absolutely, and gives of herself endlessly for others. Self-sacrifice was a much-lauded "feminine virtue" in the Victorian era, and I think that's an important lens through which to view Lucille's actions, in terms of gender roles. There are layers here- as I said, she takes on the more active "masculine" role in her relationship with Thomas, but at a deeper and more historically-informed level, she's a dark mirror of a Proper Victorian Lady. For Gothic literature, she breaks gender roles; for the context of her era, less so.

(Even her hobbies are feminine-coded for the time period: natural sciences like lepidopterology were considered appropriate for a lady, if she had no intent towards a career; reading and playing the piano and writing poetry doubly so.)

Edith stands on the uncertain ground of the New Woman, a lady of the 1880s-1900s who broke with conventional gender roles in some ways while upholding them in others. The New Woman was usually feminine in appearance, but she worked outside the home, had sociopolitical opinions and publicly voiced them, and embraced "daring" activities like riding bicycles or smoking (Edith does neither, but one unused costume sketch featured her in cycling bloomers standing next to a bike). Media of the day lauded and ridiculed women like this by turns. And Edith very much lives the contradictions. She's attempting to publish a novel, but she acts as her widowed father's hostess- normal for an unmarried adult daughter back then -and shows evidence of expecting to take on a domestic role at Allerdale Hall once she marries. She is described by her character bio as being a suffragist, but hating politics in general.

In the story, she takes on a role conventionally filled by a man for all her nightgown and candelabra are iconically Gothic Heroine: unraveling the mystery, saving one male "damsel in distress," and violently taking down the final villain standing. So she's sort of there in the middle, in a lot of ways.

(Alan, of course, is just very unhappy to be here. And pretty much Clever, Dashing Victwardian Hero Classic, in the wrong story.)

tl;dr- In terms of presentation, none of them. In terms of behavior and interpersonal roles...probably Thomas. Poor little meow meow, weak-willed and always in need of saving. He's a fainting amoral damsel, Your Honor, and we love him for it.

#ask #anon #crimson peak #long post #meta #thomas sharpe #lucille sharpe #edith cushing

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writingforatwistedworld · 2 years

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Can I have a self aware au like player gets into an accident which resulted in her/them getting memory loss about certain parts in her/their life and completely forgets about twisted wonderland so she doesn't/they don't open the game for like a week and a half and when they get curious about this strange game in her/their phone, she opens the game and starts remembering things ofc including her/their beloved favorite character, and so (name) starts telling them about everything that has happened and apologizes for not opening the game for a long time. So how would Lilia, Vil, Leona, Malleus react to all this new information about their dear player?

If the characters are too much you don't have to do Leona and Malleus (p.s you're literally my favorite twisted wonderland author thank you for writing and just existing in general (◕ᴗ◕✿), remember to take breaks and stay hydrated and yo don't have to accept this request no pressure <3 )

Aww thank you so much. This is so sweet! I have to take accident part out bc it could be triggering to some but hmm... let's say that you had completely forgotten about TWST for some reason.

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, unhealthy mindset, delusional

Lilia Vanrouge/Vil Schoenheit-Remebering Twisted Wonderland

You heard from a friend about the game Twisted Wonderland

It sounded familiar

Too familiar

Even after seeing the icon on your screen you still couldn't remember where you had seen it before

And why the heck were parts of the story already unlockedd without you playing through the chapters before them??!

Then it hit you

TWST!

Right!

How could you have ever forgotten it??!

So many hours simply grinding and getting angry because your level was sometimes too low to proceed...

Apologizing to the screen you almost felt embarresed

There was no way this had any impact (besides taking away some of the guilt off your consciousness)

If only you knew that a certain someone was listening to you...

Of course it's the little shi... the charming young general (this is all for comedic purpose I am not hating on Lilia)

How long had he waited for this moment?

After you left suddenly one day nothing was the same

The days felt even duller than before, the flow of time agonizing slower

Lilia felt like someone had ripped out his soul and left his body like a shell left to rot away

It felt like millions of years had passed yet the fact that his old schoolmates were still here disproved this

When you started to apologize he felt touched

He never wanted you to feel bad for leaving, just wanting you to return

You nearly made him cry because he was so touched

The great overseer being sad because they weren't there all this time

How touching and...

What absolute nonsense

He should be the one bowing down, apologizing for being so inattentive which would lead to your leave

Don't expect him to let you wander away again

There is a nice cozy room in his home just for you...

He was devastated when you were gone

All this time he thought that he had disappointed you

Vil sees himself as one of those that are a example for the pursuit of your perfection

This makes him believe that his performance was so disappointing that you left

But... now you are back?

What had he done to deserve the honor of a second chance?

And how did he look??! Hair not properly brushed, makeup smudged and so many more flaws...

To you it seems like everything is as you left it but behind that screen there is a desperate man

Your apologies just enter one ear and leave the other

He is in such a state of mind that he can't think of a different possibility

After all, if the flaw wasn't with him then he could never correct it

So his mind makes things up so he can cope with your disappearance better

Vil goes now to even greater extremes to gain your favour

He knows that he is not capable of handling such situation again

So just look at him, only him! You are only allowed to see perfect things and even if he is still far away from your standard, he is closer than anyone else to it!

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chanrizard · 4 months

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🔥2023 wrapped🔥

i was tagged by @strayklds @chanstopher @babycatlix @jinniebit @shorelinnes @lee-minhoe to post my favorite and most popular gifest of each month, thank youu 🩵

january

most popular: thee iconic lino from skz talker ep 56

favorite: the manila live feat Gremlin Felix

february

most popular: chanlix heart at kyocera dome

favorite: so many lmao but dorkracha, minho the ahjussi in a bathrobe, christopher "my lower body isn't raised, my butt is just big" bang, my favorite aussie duo, and a smiling channie for sure

march

most popular: lino being a gremlin cat feat chan sufferingTM in fond

favorite: they're twins your honor. look at them!!

april