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wingsofimagery · 2 days

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✴ Summary: Seonghwa was in his dark times again. Thoughts that should not cloud his judgment roamed rampantly in his mind. A horrible mind game that only could be cured by your reassurance. ✴ Characters: Seonghwa x Reader ✴ Genre: Angst w/ Comfort ✴ Rating/Warnings: General/SFW ✴ Word Count: 758 ✴ A/N: I'm a constant liar but I did start writing that TA!Sehyoon. Just needed this one out before this account goes dead again. Writing long stories really isn't my forte...

Mingi had informed you of how Seonghwa’s mood has been drastically low lately. You decided it was high time to get him out of his slump. According to your books, one can only be left to their demise for so long. You knocked on the door softly to announce your entry to him. Silence greeted you, but you saw his hunched-up back.

“Seonghwa,” you called out to him with a reserved gentleness.

You got no response, so you tried again, only to get an acknowledging grunt from him. You sighed with resignation and plopped yourself down on the bed. He remained resilient, not letting you see him as he tilted his body away from your direction.

“Park Seonghwa, tell me what’s wrong,” you pleaded.

You wrapped your hand around his wrist and tugged on it in futile. You were beginning to feel frustrated. You only wanted to comfort Seonghwa in the same way he does for you. What is a relationship without mutual giving and taking?

“Look away,” he finally whined.

“What?”

“Look away,” he repeated, “I don’t want you to see how ugly I am.”

Your heart broke in an instant.

“What are you on about? Who called you ugly?” “I did.”

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“And why is that?”

He was quiet again.

“Look at me, my star.”

He finally removed his hands from his face, turning to face you. You brushed his hair out of the way, then knelt on the bed to hug his head to your chest. “No one is allowed to say mean things about the love of my life, not even the person himself.”

“I’m only speaking the truth,” he muttered against your chest.

You pulled him away and cupped his cheeks. Your eyes stared dead straight into his, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He could see the passion in your eyes.

“Have you ever heard of the saying: the current face you have is the face of the person you loved most in your past life?”

“But this is my first life,” he replied with a pout on his lips.

You heaved a sigh.

“Okay, so when I reincarnate, I’ll be born with your face. Does that mean I am unattractive?”

He rapidly shook his head in denial.

“You’re anything but. You’re beautiful inside out; you can make my face work on you, my love. You’d look good with any face.” You sighed, resting your forehead against his. " But that’s how I feel about you. You’re so ethereal inside and out. You don’t realize it, but I’m here to remind you just how truly amazing you are. The way you see me is the same exact way I see you. The higher being in charge of creating you sure took their sweet time to make you perfect because it’s unfair you are the way you are.”

He chuckled sadly, his eyes downcast to avoid your loving gaze. The confident persona was nowhere to be found, clouded by murky clouds of doubt. The shine was completely blocked out by a curtain of unease. Your lips pursed in response. His sadness flowed and struck deeply into your heart. Nevertheless, you refused to give up on him.

“Although the rain likes to ruin your peace, I, the sun, will always peek out to shine on you. What I’m trying to say is… Park Seonghwa, you are an angel. You have wings, but I think you shrunk them a little too much because you can’t even see them yourself anymore.”

You knew he wanted to refute you, but he resigned his argument upon seeing the sparkles in your eyes. You were determined to show him his worth, so the least he could do was wholeheartedly accept your feelings and make them his own.

You affectionately pecked his nose, to which he chased after you fruitlessly for a kiss on the lips. You laughed breathlessly at his desperation. A thumb reached up to graze against his lips before you leaned in to kiss him. You poured your love into the kiss, hoping he could feel even a portion of your ever-flowing adoration for him.

Once you pulled away, you tapped his nose with your index.

“I love you to infinity and beyond; remember that, Park Seonghwa,” you declared.

Seonghwa smiled and nodded, “I truly, deeply love you.”

You giggled because while you made a Toys Story reference, he went and made his own Star Wars reference. Two loving dorks just sitting there basking in their affection for one another.

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technoturian · 3 days

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The more I rewatch Fallout, the more I appreciate Norm as a character. Regarding what I consider to be the four main characters of Fallout and their narrative arcs, I feel like I've got a good idea of where most of them are going to end up based on the foundation they've laid:

The Ghoul is going to be dragged kicking and screaming into a redemption arc by his relationship to morally better characters. He will waffle between good and bad throughout the seasons as fits with his archetype and the writers' desire to keep him in that "dark, edgy" box as long as possible, but he started at such an extreme that there's only one way for his character to ultimately grow, back towards his humanity.

Lucy is going to be the hope she was raised to be. She will waffle between good and bad throughout the seasons as a result of the absolute torture she's going to be put through just for being a good person. But her place in the story is ultimately to be a heroic figure, the type of person who changes the world around her more than it can change her.

Maximus has two paths forward. He can reject the Brotherhood or accept it. He wants to be a good man but he needs safety, and those two are in conflict. He can be safe in a bad system or brave and break (or break free of) that system. He may waffle between good and bad throughout the seasons and that's going to make it even harder to figure out where he's ultimately going to end up. His arc is going to be that tug-of-war that ends when one side triumphs or he's pulled apart.

But then there's Norm.

I legitimately have no idea what's going to happen with Norm. I could see a version where he's a hero. I could see a version where he's a villain. I could see a version where he ends up somewhere in-between. He's a coward. He's reckless. He's part of the system. He sees beyond the system. He's loved. He's angry. He's surrounded by family. He's surrounded by liars. He doesn't care. He cares too much. He's very smart. He's too smart. Is he going to escape 31? Is he going to end up killing everyone in 31? Is he going to make a deal with the devil? Or is it his destiny to be the ultimate result of the "breeding program to create the perfect manager"? What does Norm want? What does Norm need? And what is he willing to give up? And what does he have left to lose?

#Fallout #Fallout Show #Fallout Spoilers #Fallout Amazon #Norm MacLean #oops not me still hyperfixated

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arthurswifetv · 3 days

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George Clarkey Headcannons

⋆ will meet you on a night out and will immediately be attracted to you, but way too nervous to talk to you

⋆ will need the help of one of his friends (Max probably) to introduce themselves first 'I'm Max and this my friend George, who seems to be sweating a lot' 'Errrm Hi George'

⋆ when you two have met up a few times he will become way more relaxed and try to make you laugh until you are crying 'come on that was hillarious Y/N you have a terrible sense of humour' 'modest as always george' 'well, you were dying of laughter a few seconds ago'

⋆ his aim in the relationship is to always be making a joke but when it's a serious topic he will become the sweetest person and looks after you and will be the most understanding person 'no I want to know how you feel stop trying to be nice and just tell me what's wrong, I can take it sweetheart'

⋆ dates are a weekly occurence because you both have quite busy schedules and he wants to make sure that you know that he still loves you and will put the effort in to show you 'Are you free Monday night because I feel like we could go on a nice date at that bar near your friend?' 'No sorry I have a meeting and I don't know if I can fit it in this week' 'Nope, will not do I will take you out end of conversation'

⋆ ACTS OF SERVICE this man will want to hold your bag, tie your shoes but I also feel like he needs physical touch 'just give me your bag it looks too heavy for you to carry around all night and we all know it would go with my outfit more anyway'

⋆ I think he would have a bit of PDA but not too much because I feel like he would want to keep it a private moment

⋆ so into gossip and would know the details inside out of your life and all the characters that the two of you have created 'so what did she do after?' 'she said it was MY fault' 'I hope you slapped her' 'George we were at work'

#arthur frederick #george clarkey #george clarkey smut #arthur tv #george clark #youtube #uk youtubers #arthurtv

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thecountessofkilmartin · 2 days

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Every single day I think more and more about how the grey's anatomy writers fortuitously wrote one of the most poetic relationships to ever exist. And it's a travesty that they don't seem to understand that despite unchanged popularity of this ship.

They are two completely contrasting characters with the same brand of edgy just in different fonts, and they match each other's energies like no one does. And what I love the most about them is how it's their flaws, not their strengths, that drives their dynamic.

She's fire and he's air. At first glance, that seems like a recipe for disaster. But it isn't when they are both shielded by each other, She ignites his spirits, and he uplifts her. Without her, he's a calm, cool breeze. But with her, he's a ever-changing current with power and warmth. Without him, she's a fiery spark subdued by the world, but with him, she becomes a intense flame ablaze with passion. And when this current and fire gets out of control, guess what has the ability to contain and ground them by drawing back their catalyst? Each other!!!

April makes Jackson passionate and forces him to dream bigger. It may be mistaken for impulsivity, but she just stops him from taking the safe roads in life and forces him to live life fully on his terms. On the other hand, Jackson grounds her and provides a safe place for her to truly be herself. He's the only person who ever does that for her. Not man. Person! Not even her family provides that space for her. And that is why she becomes independent and sure of herself with his influence.

Some people justify hating them by saying they would be happier with other people. Don't even get me started! Those two would be miserable with other people. April is so spirited that she would be instantly desolate with anyone other than Jackson because she needs someone who can keep up with her and feed into her positivity. Jackson seems so calm on the outside, but in reality, he is often so turbulent that he would be completely bored with anyone else cause he needs someone who can keep him on his toes and anchor him at the same time.

The only reason that they fell apart after losing Samuel was because that grief made them forget that they couldn't be truly happy without the balance they provided each other. April ran towards something passionately without Jackson, and lost her stability and fire, and Jackson wanted to drift away from her and live calmly, but ended up becoming morbid and dispirited without her. You can literally feel how drained and colourless they become without each other.

Their relationship isn't supposed to make perfect sense because the unpredictability of life influence it, but their dynamic certainly does. And that is why, those two keep going back to each other. Sure, they would be fine by themselves. But they're at their best with each other. So basically, they mirror each other, and make up for each other's limitations so they could be the happiest version of themselves. They are each other's spark and tether all at once. And that is why Shonda Rhimes will probably never create a more dynamic ship.

#not me writing an essay about them in 2024 #this stuff makes up about 40% of my inner monologue #japril #jackson avery #april kepner #greys anatomy

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jesncin · 6 hours

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I love your version of Conner Kent and “(Don't Call Me) Superboy”, mainly because I feel it can be taken in two different ways. As you talked about, him wanting to be seen as just like Superman and his story of being a boy forced to grow up too soon. But I also see “Don't Call Me Superboy” as him trying to figure out who he is outside of what he was created for, discovering his own identity, and just him living a normal teenager life! You put so much thought into all your work and I love it!

Oh my, thank you! You get it! It's why I keep referencing that line. When Superboy says it in his debut, it's straightforward; he believes he should be Superman- but I think expanding how Don't Call Me Superboy can be interpreted opens up so much more for his character! Who is Conner outside of what he was made for and what's expected of him?

My biggest gripe with Superboy in canon is that his potential themes and relationships always feel so understated. Writers always drag him out of his school arcs because they don't see how coming of age teen stuff pairs perfectly with a young superhero who's constantly having an identity crisis. But that just means I get more room to play!

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mcuamerica · 24 hours

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The Shadowsinger: Thirteen

Warnings: 18+. Minors DNI. Alludes to sex, mentions of wing clipping, mention of parental death, fluff, ACOTAR series spoilers. If I forgot anything, please let me know!

Pairing: Azriel x Fem!Reader

Summary: You join the IC at the town home for Solstice, then make a decision about Windhaven.

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You laughed as you saw Cassian and Mor drunkenly try to play the piano in the sitting room. You had a glass of some very expensive and very old wine in your hand, provided by Rhys. You had exchanged gifts earlier in the day. You received a lovely pair of fighting leathers from Cassian, two full outfits (including jewelry) from Amren, and a warm cloak from Rhys. Azriel had given you a specially crafted dagger. It had swirls mimicking shadows on it, and the blade and the metal were almost pure black. Along with it, came a sheath that fit perfectly with the leathers Cassian got you. And Mor… well she got you a hideous scarf and lace gloves. You weren’t sure what to do with them, but you figured maybe you’d display them in your closet.

Rhys was sitting next to you, a faint smile on his face. For this being the first Solstice out from Under the Mountain, you thought he would be happier. But you could see that something was missing from him. He still refused to talk to you about anything other than your training and threats the Night Court was facing. After everything you had been through, you just wished you could talk to him. Like you had Under the Mountain. But that relationship might have been gone now that Rhys had his true family to talk to. He didn’t even tell you why he hadn’t called in the bargain with Feyre. Not the real reason at least.

Amren was in the corner, a small smirk on her face as Mor played the wrong notes of the piano and Cassian was singing incredibly off key. You looked up as Azriel came over to you, not swaying at all despite the amount of alcohol he'd ingested tonight. “Care to dance?” He asked and you giggled, taking his extended hand and got up, steadying yourself as you grabbed his bicep.

“You better be as strong as you feel. Cause I’m not going to be standing for very long.” You joked and smiled as he winked at you, promising he’d never let you fall. You both began dancing in circles as Mor and Cass continued their horrible song. Still, you laughed with Azriel as you’d stumble into him, or as he would make a wrong turn.

The rest of the night consisted of you all singing and dancing with each other. And finally, around when the clock struck two, Azriel led you upstairs to your bedroom. You finished your fit of giggles from tripping up the stairs and leaned against the wall next to your door. “You, my Shadowsinger, are very much the stronger of us two. By a lot.” You said, holding back a hiccup. “You’ve caught me like ten times tonight.”

You called him your Shadowsinger. Azriel’s heart skipped a beat. “You should get some rest, (Y/N).” He said, even though a smile came to his lips. You were both way too drunk to have him tempted into your room tonight. If he was going to take you, he’d do it properly and be very sober. So he could taste and feel everything from you.

“Hmm… alright.” You said and turned towards your door, shadows pushing it open for you. “Better hope I can get out of this dress properly.” You said, half to yourself, and half to Azriel as a tease. You might have even heard a Cauldron boil me under his breath. “Goodnight, my sweet, strong Shadowsinger. Please don’t wake me up for some stupid training tomorrow.” You said before your shadows shut the door behind you.

The night had been perfect. You spent it in Azriel’s arms or around him, not-so-subtly flirting with him the entire time. You’re pretty sure you showed him that you liked him. And that you enjoyed his company. And if the Inner Circle didn’t know, they probably did now.

Rhys was agitated after Solstice. You couldn’t tell why, and honestly you were starting to get annoyed with him since he wasn’t talking to you.

You were all having a meeting at the House, just a week after Solstice. And he snapped at Amren for suggesting that he needed allies outside of the Night Court. You could’ve sworn you saw her eyes flare with that silver power of hers. But she hid her annoyance much better than Rhys.

You took Rhys’s arm, dragging him into one of the smaller sitting rooms. “What is your problem?” You asked, crossing your arms. “You’ve been on edge this entire week.” You said.

He was practically panting. You’ve never seen him so worked up. He turned towards one of the open windows. He allowed the breeze inside, cooling the room instantly. “Feyre is marrying Tamlin.” He said. You detected a lot of jealousy in his tone... and scent.

“And? They- they’re partners. It might be soon but-“

“She’s my mate.”

Your eyes widened. You blinked at him for a few moments and then hummed. “Why haven’t you called in your bargain?” You asked.

“She hates me. She’s been through so much. I don’t deserve her. I can’t bring her here when she’s marrying him.” He said.

“Didn’t you say Tamlin was letting her waste away?” You asked and stepped towards him, resting a hand on his arm. “She might hate you, but I doubt she would if you allowed her to see past the evil High Lord act.” You said.

“She’s marrying him… she might be miserable but she’s said yes. It’s in two weeks.” He said.

“Do you think she has any other choice?” You asked and rose your eyebrows, looking up at Rhys. “She was a human almost three months ago. Tamlin saved her-“

“She saved herself. She’s the one who fought while Tamlin did nothing. He begged but he did nothing. He’s pathetic. And he’s letting her waste away in that manor.” He said. His wings were already out, but the longer he talked, the more darkness gathered around him.

“Call in the bargain, Rhys. If you need me there, I will be. But you deserve to be happy. You’ve done enough suffering.” You said and squeezed his arm. “Call in the bargain.” You said again before turning to leave the room.

“Is Azriel your mate?” He asked before you could open the door.

You turned back towards him and frowned. “No… I haven’t had a bond snap into place. Not for anyone.” You said.

“You certainly seem like you like him.” He said.

“I do. He’s gorgeous. But he’s just warming up to me.” You said and smiled a bit. “And I’ve got training to focus on, I don’t need a mating bond right now.” You smiled at Rhys. “I’m here if you need me.” You said before leaving.

You got back to the table, telling them that Rhys needed to cool off. You sat next to Mor, seeing Azriel peer at you from the corner. He was much more likely to be in the shadows than you were. While you used your shadows to hide, he used them to lurk. Not that he needed to right now. You were pretty sure he was doing it right now just so he could stare at you without being obvious. You stared right back.

You went back to Windhaven the next day. Your wing was completely healed, thanks to Madja and her incredible abilities. You went straight to Devlon, apologized for hitting Calder, and said from now on you (and the other females) would be training with the males.

“No, absolutely not. The females have to do chores first and they’re behind-"

“Put them with the new recruits. They will learn the exact same way the males do. There is no reason for them to be separate other than your bias.”

“The males will refuse to train with females.” He said.

“Then they don’t get to train, that will be on them.” You said and crossed your arms. “I’ve talked to the females, they have no problem training with the new recruits. If the males do, then they don’t train. But the females have the same trainers.” You said.

“Is this an order from the High Lord?” He growled.

“It’s an order from me. And just as Cassian does, I speak for the High Lord.” You said. You did talk to Rhys and Cassian about it. Even Azriel sat in on the small meeting. They agreed. As long as you could convince Devlon, they would support you on it.

“And where is the Commander?” He asked, looking around.

“He has more important camps to visit.” You jeered. “Today, I’ll train with the recruits. Show you and them that a female can keep up with any male at the same level.”

“You’re at the level above the new recruits.” He said. You were surprised he admitted it.

“Then I’ll train with those males. And if I fail, the females stay training separate. If I succeed, however, they train at the same time, with the same commander.” You said firmly.

Devlon looked out over the camp, his arms still crossed over his chest. “Fine, though if you hit another male unprovoked, you’ll get the lashings just like they do.” He said.

“And if he hits me?” You asked, smirking as he waved you off.

By the time lunch came around, you were panting and sweating with the drills the training commander was making you run. But you were keeping up with the other males. Some of them went ahead of you, some behind. All you had to do was show that you were just as capable of training as any of them. And you did. Albeit, you were exhausted by the end of the day. You didn’t even go back to the house, you just went to the cabin. After a quick bath, you shoveled down food and then passed out on the couch for the night.

Azriel came the next morning to see how you were doing. Cassian and Rhys had a situation to handle at Ironcrest, and he knew you would be tired. It was before dawn and you were still on the couch, wings awkwardly wrapped around yourself as a makeshift blanket. He smiled as he saw your peaceful demeanor. He knelt down beside you, moving the hair from your face. “(Y/N)?” He whispered.

You groaned and shifted, wincing as your wing caught on the back of the couch. You opened your eyes, blinking away the sleep. “Az?” You whispered.

“Hey… did you sleep here all night?” He asked, sighing when you nodded. “You’re not going to be happy when you train today. You gotta sleep in your bed.” He said.

“I was too tired to go up the stairs.” You said, tucking in your wings as you sat up. “Today, I was informed, is flying training.” You said.

“Devlon said the females would train with the new recruits. Though I heard some of the males wouldn’t train with them. So I assigned them to chore duty instead,” you said with a smirk on your face. “See how they like chores instead of training.”

Azriel looked at you and shook his head. “You’ve done more than we’ve been able to do.” He said and smiled. “Thank you for helping with this. These females deserve to have the choice of training.”

“This is only the first camp. My father’s camp… and Ironcrest… I don’t know how that’s going to go.” You said, shifting slightly.

Azriel hummed and shrugged. “Prove to this camp that you’re just as good, better, than them.” He said. “Which you will be. Especially with the way you’re training.”

“I think I need to stay here. Not just visit. I should live with them, and I need to be here.” You said, looking out the window that faced the camp. You could see the younger males and females running around doing morning chores. You even saw some of them playing together.

“You want to live here? Full-time?” He asked, a protective light shining in his eye. It was one thing to visit and train, but to live here… He shook the thought out of his head. You could protect yourself. You were more than capable of putting any male in his place.

“Until they continue without me nagging at them every five minutes, yes.” You said. “I’ll talk to Rhys about it, make sure he doesn’t need me in Velaris… but I think this is where I’m needed.”

“Care if I visit?” He asked, sitting down on the small table in front of the couch.

You smiled and leaned forward. “I would love it if you'd visit, Azriel.” You said, eyes scanning over his face. “Only if you don’t show how much you’re infatuated with me in front of the other males. Would make me seem weak.” You teased and nudged him as you got up. You stretched before going to the stairs. “You want to watch us train today?” You asked.

“I’d love it,” he said and leaned back, smiling as he watched you walk up the stairs.

You changed into the new fighting leathers Cassian got you and smiled as you saw Azriel waiting for you. “Can I ask you a question about the Blood Rite?” You asked.

He frowned slightly, nodding. The thought of you participating in the Rite made his stomach churn.

“Did you still have your shadows with you? Or did the spell take that away too?” You asked.

“No, I didn’t have my shadows.”

“Was it weird? Not having them with you after so long?” You asked and he shrugged.

“A little, but I was more focused on surviving the Rite. Getting to Cass and Rhys.” He said and smiled a bit. “Why?”

“Because I think I might have to compete,” you said, grabbing your water canteen. “If they’re supposed to take females seriously, they won’t until they see one survive the Blood Rite. If I could do it this Spring…”

“The Blood Rite is… you could die,” he said, frowning. “Are you sure?”

“If I can make the qualifier, I’ll do it.” You said and filled the canteen. “But only if you and Cassian think I would be ready for it… that’s what the whole training exercise in the mountains was, wasn’t it? To mimic the Rite? With my bound wings?” You asked.

“Partially.” Azriel admitted. “But there’s other times your wings might be bound. And you still had all your normal strength.” He said. “If you want to participate… if they let you… it would be extremely hard.”

“Females have competed in it before. And survived… not in hundreds of years.. but they have.” You said. “Cassian told me… but I know it’s not easy. I think it would be worth it.” You said. “And maybe other females would see they could do it too.”

“Keep training. Make the decision once you get near to the qualifier… but doing it this Spring… I think you would need to train individually with Cass or me. They go at a slower pace. Unless you can get up each level every week.” Azriel explained.

“I can do it.” You said firmly, turning towards him. The soft look in his eyes, the worry, told you that he believed in you. But he hoped that you wouldn’t compete. Not this year, and not anytime soon either.

Azriel didn’t want you to compete not because you couldn’t, but because he was worried about you dying. About losing you.

“I know you can.” He answered, then opened the door. “Now let me see you train. Kick some Illyrian ass.” He said and winked at you. You laughed gently and walked out, Azriel trailing behind you.

You walked in comfortable silence, noticing how Azriel would scowl at some of the males walking by. “You know, you normally are very good at holding your emotions back.” You said and nudged him. “This place must put you on edge just like me.”

“Illyrians can be brutal, and a lot of them used to make my mother’s life a living hell.” He said and frowned. “But luckily, she’s safe and no one mistreats her anymore. Not on my watch.” He said.

You looked at him and gave him a small smile. Cassian told you about Azriel’s mother. How he only got to see her once a week when he was a child. And never saw her when he was training here.

“My mother died after giving birth to my younger brother.” You said, looking forward. “My father had to make a choice between Varyn and my mother. His wings came out at an odd angle, and she was losing too much blood. Instead of having a disabled son… he allowed his wife to die.” You said and frowned as you looked forward. “My mother was the kindest Illyrian I'd ever met. Her wings were clipped when she came of age, but never allowed my father to clip mine. She said she wouldn't, at least. After she died, he didn’t give a damn about anything.” You frowned. “When I met Sirona, she had such a similar personality to my mother. They would’ve been fast friends… I miss them both. And will never forgive my father for what he did to my mother.”

“What about what he did to you?” He asked.

“He’s a hateful man.” You said and let out a breath. “What he did to me was unforgivable, but… I got out. And my wings are intact. That’s because of me. I won’t hate him for it. But I hate him for a lot of other things.”

“And yet you can still stand to be here?” He asked.

“I have something to prove to myself. To prove that I can be better than any of these males.” You said and stopped outside of the mess hall. “Want to eat?” You asked, turning to him.

Azriel gave you a gentle smile and nodded, following you inside.

A/N: Aww this is a cute little chapter! The next one... let's just say there may be some spice in it...

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jjkamochoso · 14 hours

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Once More to See You

Angst; Hurt no Comfort

⚠️JJK CHAPTER 259 SPOILERS IN THIS STORY UNDER THE CUT⚠️

Choso x gn!reader

As you, Choso, and Yuji make a last stand against Sukuna, you feel the anguish of your love leaving you behind. Loosely I nspired by Mitski’s “Once More to See You”

Warnings: canonical character death, description of a body burning

[In the rearview mirror I saw the setting sun on your neck/ And felt the taste of you bubble up inside me/ But with everybody watching us, our every move, we do have reputations/ We keep it secret, won't let them have it]

You never thought it would come to this. You stood across from Sukuna, Yuji and Choso by your side. With the way the King of Curses was staring you down with all of his eyes, you knew he was about to release a completely devastating cursed technique. You so desperately wanted to shield Yuji from all the pain and suffering he’d been through, yet he was standing tall on the battlefield, undeterred by the notion of possibly dying (another) horrendous death. You also, selfishly, wanted to reach out and grasp Choso’s hand to feel the flesh of your secret lover for what was probably going to be the last time.

It wasn’t that you and Choso had meant to keep your relationship as quiet as you did, it was just that your timing was remarkably bleak. Kenjaku had been running rampant when you two first found solace in each other’s arms. You had lots of free time to get to know each other while protecting Tengen and since then, you’d forged an unbreakable bond that eventually turned romantic and the rest was history. You both did have reputations to keep, however. Choso was supposed to be a fearless half curse, while you were revered for your strong technique and cursed energy control. Neither of you wanted to show your enemies that you had a weakness for each other so staying on the down low with your secret caresses and stolen kisses under the moonlight was the way you were content spending your time with him. In a way, it was nice to have this one thing between you that wouldn’t have the stain of Sukuna or whoever else was threatening your safety at the time. There was no gossip or teasing from your teammates and no one was able to suggest that either of you wouldn’t be able to keep a level head while fighting together. You liked the simplicity of it all, though it was terrible when you needed the comfort of each other but people were around. Despite the few setbacks the parameters of your relationship had, you were grateful to be able to share in Choso’s bountiful love no matter how it presented itself.

Before you could create a domain or use your own cursed technique, you saw Sukuna move his hands to unleash his newest creation. You braced yourself for the death that was to come to you, closing your eyes in hopes of it hurting less if it came as a surprise. You were confused when you felt a new sensation of heat consuming all of your senses except one—touch. You opened your eyes to see flames barreling all around you, but being stopped by—

No.

He couldn’t.

He can’t.

He is.

Choso had enveloped the two people he loved the most in a blood barrier to stop them from succumbing to Sukuna. Your eyes refused to believe that what they were witnessing was real. You and Yuji were totally unharmed, yet Choso was withering away by the second. It was utterly macabre the way the skin you used to savor the feel of against your own was now melting off the bones of the man whose heart you were privileged enough to lay claim to. You wanted to look away and not have the image of Choso dying seared in your brain as the last moments you had with him, but you couldn’t break your horrified gaze away from his resolute one.

[So come inside and be with me/ Alone with me, alone with me, alone]

Without warning, you were transported to a whole other scene. Gone was Sukuna and his fiery destruction, and in its place was a green, grassy field filled with wildflowers and trees. A red and white gingham picnic blanket was under your body as you lounged next to an open wicker basket and familiar brown eyes peered into your own from the space across from you.

“Y/n.”

Choso’s voice was soft, raising goosebumps all over your skin. His fingers stretched to your face and your eyelids fluttered closed at his touch. He gently traced the pads of his fingers across your cheek and down your jaw. When you opened your eyes again, the sun was shining brightly behind him, illuminating his figure in a way that could only be described as angelic.

“Please don’t go,” you whispered.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be better to you. I’m sorry we had to hide all this time. I’ll find you in my next life, and the one after that. Take care of Yuji for me, will you?”

Choso’s lips spread into the boyish smile you loved. You were unsure as to how much time you had here with him so you nodded in agreement and threw yourself into his arms. He gripped you tight, keeping a hand on the back of your head to hold you as close as possible. His nose found a home on the top of your head, resting there for a few seconds before he gingerly placed a kiss there.

“I have to go. My brothers are calling me,” he said, pulling away from you but keeping his hands on your shoulders.

“Is there nothing I can do to change this?” you asked, tears falling freely. Choso felt himself begin to cry as well, leaving glistening trails down his face.

“This is my duty as a big brother and a boyfriend. Maybe as a husband, in another life.” You saw a pink dusting across his face at the mention of marriage. Yeah, you definitely would’ve married Choso.

“I’m lucky to have met such a caring, selfless man like you. When I look at the stars from now on, I’ll know none of them shine as brightly as you did. I love you.”

Choso leaned in and gave you one last kiss. It was soft but passionate, just like him. When you broke apart, he laid his forehead against your own.

“I love you too. Stand strong for me, okay?”

“Okay,” you replied, reaching to hold his hand one last time, but the mirage was gone and you were back in your hellish reality.

[If you would let me give you pinky promise kisses/ Then I wouldn't have to scream your name/ Atop of every roof in the city of my heart/ If I could see you, once more to see you]

“Thank you, Yuji, for becoming my brother. Thank you, y/n, for becoming my heart.”

“Thank you for everything, Choso.” You were able to squeeze out that final sentence from your lungs that held a tightness you didn’t know was humanly possible.

“Thank you… big brother,” Yuji sniffled, disbelief turning into unfathomable grief as the last of Choso disappeared into ash blowing away in the breeze. The blood barrier dissolved away from you two, leaving you alone with the fact that you just experienced the most traumatic moment of your lives and didn’t even have time to process it. It was eerily quiet now that Sukuna’s technique was done and Choso was dead. You felt empty, like all of the blood was drained out from your veins when Choso left you. Your heart ached as you yearned for the love you had just lost. No one would ever compare to the man who sacrificed himself for the sake of his younger brother and secret partner. You didn’t know what to do next, and neither did Yuji, apparent in the way you both stood, dumbfounded.

“It’s up to me to take care of you now,” you said, finally able to croak out some words from your dry throat.

“He loved you, you know,” Yuji said after a few beats of silence.

You released a slow, shuddering breath. “I know.”

More silence.

“He loved you too, Yuji.”

“I know.”

You didn’t know what else to say. There was nothing that could make this situation any more fathomable or digestible. You had to break out of your stupor before Sukuna recovered and killed you both. There was no way you were dying or allowing Yuji to get hurt any more, not after Choso died to make sure that didn’t happen. You had to push down the ache in your chest. You could mourn Choso later.

You were going to kill Sukuna.

#choso x reader angst #kamo choso x reader #choso kamo x reader #choso x you #choso x y/n #choso x reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk fanfic

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bengiyo · 4 hours

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Boys Be Brave Eps 7 & 8 (Finale) Stray Thoughts

Last week, Jeong Gi Seop finally recognized his feelings for Kim Jin Woo when he saw the way he was looking at Jin Woo. Jin Woo spiraled on his own, and when he turned his phone back on learned that Gi Seop had traveled to see his dad. Meanwhile, Balgeum had the most embarrassing experience possible when he misread a coupon on his date with Ji In Ho, and also had to turn down an expensive gift.

Episode 7: The gift I wanted to receive

Curious what document is so important that we have multiple people hopping on trains to get it. Ah, trains.

Oh right, Gi Seop saw Jin Woo with Kang Hye Jin on the swings during the first snow and misunderstood.

Gi Seop, I appreciate the energy here, but don’t tear up someone’s work.

Mhmm, and now you’re embarrassed.

Unsurprised that Jin Woo is claiming he tore the papers.

This boy loves his lists. It may be late, but I’m glad Jin Woo’s dad recognizes that he let this huge gulf grow between him and his son.

Gi Seop’s face is definitely more attractive when he’s looking at Jin Woo thoughtfully or fondly. He’s mostly looked confused for most of the show.

My boy Balgeum is not doing well.

Big fan of the planetarium date.

Damn, ending on the confession not being accepted kinda hurt. On the one hand I’m glad Gi Seop can potentially say no, but on the other hand he’s been flirting with this man for weeks.

Episode 8: A promise to recognize it at first “sight”

Why is he back in this wig?

Okay, ya boi needed to handle his business before committing to Jin Woo.

Yes, remove these hair extensions immediately!

Wow, they actually did remove them.

Glad we’re finally doing a wellness check on Choi Balgeum.

I suppose Kim Jin Woo has been studying economics and finance, so he’s a good person for Balgeum to talk to.

I love Kang Hye Jin. I want to see her beat someone up who deserves it.

Ji In Ho and Choi Bal Geum really hit every time.

Korean speakers, can y’all check in with me about what Choi Balgeum meant about becoming a better person? I feel kinda bummed that he thinks he’s a bad person because his parents got saddled with debt.

Final Verdict: 8, This is an Easy Watch as a BL. I really struggled while watching the first six episodes of this show because I felt old internalized homophobia stirring in the reasons Kim Jin Woo and Choi Balgeum were holding back in their relationships, and this is becoming something I am having a harder time with BL flirting with lately. It feels like multiple shows in close succession try to straddle this line between the bubble of BL land where everyone is potentially queer and the real world where there are consequences for being queer. I don’t think this show was as elegant about it as Our Dating Sim and so it won’t become something I return to frequently because it created a low-level dissonance for me the entire time (and I also feel kinda sad that the sides didn’t get as much as I wanted). However, I really liked the flavor of the drama between Choi Balgeum and Ji In Ho. I thought it was a really attractive show to watch with good performances. I also think Kim Sung Hyeon was really compelling to watch as Kim Jin Woo. I think he’s extremely talented and has excellent control of his expressions and body to consistently contextualize what his character is feeling.

#Ben watches #boys be brave #korean bl #bl series

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mikuni14 · 5 hours

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We Are - Ep 7

I liked the whole episode and watched it whole with the same interest, it's the first time for We Are 💖

I really liked that the series touched on two issues: creating false scenarios in your head, projecting your expectations onto others, and believing that you know how others feel instead of just asking them about it. I also liked that although this plan was technically a success 🤡 Toey was somehow "punished" for being dishonest and misleading Q.

I liked Q, who quickly confronted his jealousy with its source, I liked that he asked the right questions of both Chain and Toey, which came down to whether they were serious about each other, whether Toey was aware that someone is hitting on him, and can HE hit on him? Q first made sure he actually CAN do something about his relationship with Toey, very green flag. The haunted house scene was very good, from start to end. Q is such a man 💯 how fast he is, how he goes straight to the point, he doesn't play games, but he also gives Toey time to react, to say "no". I really liked the fact that Q didn't take offense for a long time and quickly got over himself. That he listened to Peem. What was also very cool was that while he was mad at Toey (rightfully so), he didn't make it all about himself when talking to Peem.

As always, the strongest point of the episode was ✨FRIENDSHIP✨. It's amazing how much they support each other (both in being stupid and in difficult, important moments), how they help each other, but also how natural they are with each other, how easy it is for them to spend time together, sleep together, but also, when necessary, they try to guide each other to the right path. I'm really happy that the show spends a lot of time showing them together doing ordinary, mundane things, I love details like Tan jumping on them in bed and Peem and Q having their legs raised defensively to push him away lol

Comedy effects, making exaggerated faces and gestures, sound effects - everything was very funny. Which is actually something, because it can be so irritating... But I loved it here!

Despite a lot of funny scenes, there were also a lot of surprisingly deep ones, with beautiful words, such as the conversation between Peem and Q, or the flashback of the conversation between Q and Toey.

Since QToey dominated this episode, less time was devoted to PhumPeem (and their scenes were very nice), ChainPun (who, I won't lie, I only noticed as a potential couple now), or TanFang (I love Tan, but to be honest, Fang is a character, which could be replaced by the cactus carried around by Tan, because he adds this much to the plot 😭).

Killer one liner:

So cool!

#we are the series #bl drama #thai bl

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ywpd-translations · 6 months

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Ride 750: Blue sky

(Thank you to @monkeyingaround for helping me with a couple of things in this chapter!! <3)

Pag 1

1: Right?

Hahaha

2: 'morning!

'morning!

Did you bring the thing we talked about yesterday?

Pag 2

1: Summer is here

Pag 3

1: Yeah

2: Look at the color of the sky!!

3: It's a crisp blue sky!!

Well, the color is sky blue, after all

4: Ka....!! You're seriously so narrow-minded! Your eyes are so narrow, too, and that's why you're not close with our kohai

My eyes have nothing to do with... huh!? The kouhai!?

Se... senpaii!! Teh

5: Huh?

Pag 4

1: Rokudai!!

Naruko-san, Imaizumi-san

Good morning!!

Why are you greeting us with so much enthusiasm?

2: You have a huge bag as usual. What is it?

Thank you so much!!

Why are you thanking us!!

Oh, Kinaka is here too

Good morning!!

3: We collected

4: everyone's laundry at training camp, and now we're putting them to dry!!

Yes

Don's take it all on yourself!!

5: It's towels and t-shirts used at training camp that we don't know who they belong to!!

Ah yeah, but even so

Pag 5

1: And the weather is nice, so putting them to dry is nice!!

You already finished drying the first round?

An extreme manager spirit!!

2: What about the other first years?

Ah, they haven't arrived yet, teh

They're not coming?

3: I'll kick them out

Huh...!

What a fast decision!!

4: Think about it again, please!!

Hmm, then let's kick out half of them

Waaa.!!

…. that's what I meant, Hotshot

What?

5: Ah, uhm... by the way, uhm... what about Onoda-san?

Ah, he should be here soon

6: Ah, he's not a morning person?

….. no

Pag 6

1: After training camp, Onoda-kun....

2: Fu fu fu

Ratatata, to the sun...

3: I want to go together... fu fu fu

5: Far

6: Far away..!

Fu fu

That student on the city bike i so fast!!

Pag 7

2: Good morning, everyone...!!

3: He watched everything I recorded while we were at the training camp, and now he's here!!

All the anime!!

4: Look, he's gleaming!! That's the face he has when he's in a good mood because he watched a good anime and came to school while singing its theme song!!

Ohh...

5: Interesting... he watches anime, and... his face is gleaming....

You're taking notes about Onoda-kun's life?

Pag 8

1: Ahh, I'm so happy that “Kawazanyou wa at shiro”, shortened in “Kawashiro”, really has good animation as the preview reviews had said

Oh, yeah?

Imaizumi-kun, will you watch it too?

I'll think about it

Think about it...!!

2: And the second part of “People of the dead”, “the bloody battle” was so scary but so good!

Oh, yeah?

3: You have never seen it, but Onoda-kun

4: He hums an anime song during races

5: And he becomes super fast!!

7: Th.... that's so cool...!!

Pag 9

1: Now!!

2: Third years

Make up supplementary lessons for the members of the bicycles racing team that were away for trainig camp

3: It'll be boring like every year, but we'll get through it

Yeah

Tch, supplementary lessons?!

Pag 10

2: Apply this formula

3: Therefore, the value we're looking for is...

6: Go, Rokudai

For us, too

Pag 11

2: Another three minutes

3: I can see a light!!

He's coming

4: Ohh!!

5: I wasn't expecting this, Furuya

Yeah, Murakami

6: The only one among us first years who could run the whole 1000km in this training camp in the time limit is-

Just a little bit more!

You're in time!

Press on the pedals one last time!

Pag 12

1: The former manager and beginner, Rokudai Renta!!

Pag 13

1: The only survivor

2: Two minutes before the time limit, 23:58, the first year Rokudai

3: completes the 1000km...

4: and is ranked

5: sixth

Kinaka-kun!!

Pag 14

1: You did it, Rokudai

2: Kinaka-kun!!

Ugh-!

3: Thank you, Kinaka-kun.... I could have never done it if you hadn't been there, Kinaka-kun, teh....!!

You did it with your own strength

Guaaaa, thank youu....

Pag 15

1: Cough cough

Are you alright!? Is it your throat, Kinaka-kun!?

You slammed your elbow into it

Teh!?

Hahaha

3: Alright now, let's gather around, give an ending ment, and then leave

Yeah!!

4: Please make a firm ending speech, captain!!

Ah....!!

5: Right... a speech... I have to say some wise saying.... wh- what should I do

Kakaka you can just say whatever you're feeling!!

6: Anyway, finally

Pag 16

1 / 3: All six members who will fight in our last Inter High

Pag 17

3: Are here!!

Pag 18

1: Thank you so much!!

Thank you!!

-you!!

2: I'm tired..

But you retired so early on

Yeah but the senpai's race was so intense

I know, right

3: Ahh... this year even just watching it from here made my heart rate increase

4: Yes!! It was an intense training camp!!

Pag 19

1: We're counting on you, Rokudai

4: Oi.... Issa, wake up

5: The teacher looks incredibly angry!!

6: Huh? That daifuku is half the price!? Really, Naruko-san?

It's no use, he's sleep-talking!!

Pag 20

1: Everyone worked really hard at the training camp

3: It's coming soon this year, the Inter High

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 750 #i'm sorry but page 14 is my new personality ;A;#if it wasn't clear enough already: I LOVE ROKUDAI AND KINAKA SO MUCH THEY'RE MY MOST PRECIOUS BABIES #AND THEY HAVE THE SWEETEST LOVELIEST AND MOST PRECIOUS RELATIONSHIP #AND HUGGED!!! i love when my fave characters huuuug and it doesn't happen enough but it did now!!! watanabe loves me and i love him #after last chapter i started writing a fic when just this happened and now it really did asdahjfgksfgs #useless to say that i am still writign the fic bc my feels are stronger than ever #watanabe really has the talent of creating new characetr and making them my new faves #first with the mtb boys and now these two #also this chapter was really for me huh #my imanaruuuuuuu #they really are always together sadjlasdgjad funniest pair ever #i feel like writing another fic now #also also roku-chan taking notes abotu onoda sfhasdgad hes such a fanboy i love him #also have yall noticed that onoda hasnt done anything yet mhhh sometimes watanabe forgets that hes his main character lmao #how could i forget otaku imaizumiiiii #and naruko telling rokudai the hime hime singing thing that makes onoda faster lmao #the otaku racing team #cant wait for roku-chan to also sing it during this IH

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whatohitsonfirewelp · 4 days

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Buddie may never go canon. And that’s okay.

It doesn’t change that Buck, Eddie, and Christopher are a family.

And honestly? I truly believe I might even like this more. The idea that hey, yes, a bisexual man and a straight man can continue to be best friends, co-parents, to show vulnerability with one another and still keep it platonic.

That men overall are allowed to show their emotions and be human and love each other without it inherently being sexual or romantic.

Especially when one of those characters is a Hispanic man, because men of color have so little freedom to express themselves and show their love loudly and openly for their family.

Because Evan Buckley is Eddie’s family.

And they don’t need to be a couple for that to still be true. And if you don’t think it’s possible for two grown men to love each other and still be a family without also being in love, then you need to take a good long look at yourself.

The idea that he can’t is rooted in homophobia and sexism.

#I will always love and adore buddie #but god if it isn’t a beautiful thing to see Ryan share how he feels and have it be so real #because what Ryan wants to happen whay he’s saying is happening that’s so beautiful #so many men don’t allow themselves this #but Ryan is showing that it’s okay!!#it’s okay to cry in front of your male friend!!#it’s okay to let him take care of you!!#it’s okay to create a family with your best friend and still not be in love with them #like hello queer platonic relationships exist #ALSO #FEMALE CHARACTERS DO WHAT EDDIE AND BUCK DO #AND THEY ARE RARELY SHIPPED #BECAUSE ITS ACCEPTABLE FOR FEMALE CHARACTERS TO COMFORT EACH OTHER #AND BE VULNERABLE WITH EACH OTHER #BUT ITS NOT WHEN ITS TWO MEN ESPECIALLY WHEN ONE IS QUEER AND ONE IS STRAIGHT #911 abc #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie

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lovecolibri · 4 months

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Ahhhhh, Zac rolling that nat 20 for Gorgug to get the phone working and his call with Zelda and their first I love yous is SO sweet, it makes me melt every time! 😭😭😭 They are both SO awkward but trying SO hard to communicate about their feelings because it's important. I NEED Junior Year to explain what is going on with them RIGHT NOW because their relationship is so important to me 😭

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #sophomore year #gorgug thistlespring #zelda donovan #gorgug x zelda #i do not understand the hate zelda gets honestly #like she makes it clear that she knows he HAD to leave and the quest was important #but also makes it clear that it still hurt that she wasn't a priority and that made her feel bad #like??? would people prefer she just say 'oh not it's FINE' and then ice him out? because that's manipulative #or is she just not supposed to have ANY feelings about him leaving and not saying goodbye or taking a way to communicate #which she reminded him about before he left?#her reaction was SO true to the character brennan created that it baffles me that people don't get it #and even with all her shy awkwardness about expressing her feelings she thinks their relationship is important enough #to risk the embarrassment and let him know he hurt her feelings!#ANYWAY #i love them together and i'm brokenhearted about junior year so far and i need answers and i need them to work it out #for my own sanity

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airenyah · 6 months

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god p'aof shows just hit different

#guess who finally managed to watch the new ep!!!!#anyway i'm not sure i've ever said this on tumblr but i really really really really #really love the way p'aof creates/portrays relationships in his series #it's always so good!!!!!!#in his series you always get the feeling the characters really connect with each other #and you're never left to wonder why these characters like each other at all #idk i just think it's beautiful #he just shows this connections between the character so well #it's only ep2 and i already don't want last twilight to end :(#airenyah plappert #last twilight #adrm #lt ep2

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sparky-is-spiders · 8 months

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Hi! I’m here suffering from lack of good Archivist!Sasha content as well 😭 On that note, do you have any fic on that topic you would recommend? Or just good Sasha fics in general, (or Jonsasha, if that’s your cup of tea)? Thank you in advance 😊

Tragically, I think there is a general dearth of good Archivist!Sasha content (and just about none of it Jonsasha content, as far as I can tell (and not only is Jonsasha my cup of tea, but the ONLY thing standing between it and the #1 OTP spot (currently occupied by JE) is the fact that the Jonsasha that I desperately crave exists in my brain and nowhere else)). Admittedly, I haven't looked very far into her tag yet (I should rectify that at some point tbh) but I've dug around the Jonsasha tag when I first got into it, and I know at least one fic where Sasha drifts towards Beholding through an interest in office gossip.

In terms of Jonsasha Ao3 has:

This very good Sasha lives fic where Jon shows up to Georgie's with an unconscious Sasha and everyone involved is very confused.

These two fics are cute also. The former is by @/suttttton and is them getting together, the latter is established Jonsasha from @/dickwheelie.

Eyevatar Sasha might actually be thinner on the ground (outside of fix-its where she solves everything and her canon reckless curiosity is completely ignored). Ao3 has:

This fic, which is Jongerry with outsider PoV Sasha. Just barely has the implication that she might be shifting towards the Eye (via prying into the lives of her coworkers) but gets a mention through sheer force of Excellent Sasha Characterization. I read this and I feel like I'm reading a fic from a Sasha Understander.

There's also this fic, which looks very promising but which I haven't actually gotten the chance to read yet, so I can't speak to its quality.

Unfortunately I've only gotten into Sasha fairly recently (especially as compared to Jon, who my brain latched onto in a deathgrip from the start), so I haven't gone through her tag yet. A scroll through the Archivist!Sasha or Beholding Avatar!Sasha tags pulls up a lot of fix-it and J//mart, which isn't really what I'm looking for from the concept. I'm sure there's more out there, and if/when I find them I'll come back to this ask probably, but I lucked into Reverse Nighthawks (I was on a Jongerry kick).

But god every day I wish that I could write romance and/or longfic, because about a year ago I read a Jonmichael fic that, when discussing alternate universes (where Jon ended the world) it's revealed that he once did an apocalypse out of love for his Archivist, Sasha James. And it was one (1) single line, but it struck me so hard because god. A perfect concept I think. The potential dynamics of Archivist!Sasha/Assistant!Jon are enthralling to me. Jon destroying the world (or helping her destroy the world? Cute date night I think: bringing about armageddon with your eldritch monster partner) for Sasha... anyway mostly I mentioned that one because My God if I have to live with that tantalizing AU rotating in the background of my mind 24/7 so do the rest of you.

#also I'm very sorry how much this was About Jon #I really /do/ love sasha it's just that jon lives in my brain literally all the time #I am incapable of making a single solitary tma post that is not like 50% about him #not a Single One #every character and relationship and dynamic must somehow include jon to interest me. I struggle to care about jon-less anythings #it's a Problem #anyway I really really love sasha and want to write her one day but I need to finish my JE stuff first #the thing is the sasha in my brain is in zero other places #I extrapolated some stuff from canon to create a Blorbo but I don't think many other people interpret her the same way #I have some sasha and jonsasha stuff lying around somewhere but the gist is that I think sasha should become a morally questionable eyevata #who feeds the eye by invading people's privacy ''accidentally.'' based on her actions in the s1 finale she's probably a good person usually #but is reckless when protecting those she cares about and ESPECIALLY when curious and I want her to be a lil freaky with it #too tired to string my sasha thoughts together properly but they're mostly about how she should have a fun corruption arc #I want her to end the world in s3. I want her to have extremely difficult and complicated feelings about leaving the institute. about being #an eyevatar also. I think she didn't get enough screentime to say a lot for certain but she has enough interesting and complex things in he #brain that she could offer an interesting perspective if she survived or was the archivist. I also think she and martin should've switched #places. sorry martinlikers but she had more stuff going for her and also her perspective would be unique and interesting instead of yet #another 'the Eye is Bad.' that's actually the jonsasha thing I like the most. reading her statement and there's so many parallels between #her and jon. I think they'd compliment each other in a way literally no other jonship could manage #anyway sorting tags #jonsasha #asks #thank you for the ask btw!! I am. VERY. passionate about this subject. sasha has so much potential and stuff going for her but I get so #bitter because nobody is willing to engage with the stuff I find most interesting about her. probably another reason it took me as long as #it did to get Attached to her. I spent too much time with fanon sasha who's had the potential and complexity and points of interest #stripped away so that she can fix the world for jm to get together which is so much more boring than whatever the hell was wrong with her #(affectionate) (I like my characters a lil weird and fucked up. a lot weird and fucked up even)#ok veryvery tired need to stop rambling and think about sasha some more.#oh wait one more thought actually she's autistic and trans (projecting but also. like. tell me i'm wrong) thank you and goodnight

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