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#if she does agree she will complain about it the whole time. be as awkward as possible and remind ppl how helpful she was for the next year
beeseverywhen · 1 year
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Not having a car in your 20s really is a humbling experience. That post where the guys like 'I have to ask my mum to go to walmart' I feel that.
I'm not American so I do have the benefit of town living and a walkable community. I feel very lucky to have been able to live right in the heart of my hometown again (lived on the main street above a shop for a while as a kid but mostly lived in residential areas. As an adult I'm lucky enough to live on a road coming off the main street (can no longer live in places with stairs so above a shop is no longer an option) HOWEVER.
my town is gentrified as fuck and all the shops are stupid. And even if I put up with the cost and buy the things I can in local shops, I can only carry a very limited weight of shopping, but am very stupid and overestimate my ability/ realise but still get carried away and buy too much as I have no impulse control every time. So I'm left having to beg lifts/tag along with pretty much anyone that'll have me lol.
Pour one out for me, trying to run a household and not even having parents I can ask for lifts. I'm begging lifts off aunties, grandparents, friends, fucking COUSINS. Most humbling experience ever and without a car you can't even repay them with easy errands. Watch me repay the favour with CHILDCARE, with TECH SUPPORT, with financial advice. Those are all the worst favors. I don't mind doing them but BY GOD would I prefer to be able to occasionally just pick them up something from the shop. Drop them at the train station. Pick up a parcel.
#i do have parents. they just aren't the kind of parents you can ask to do things lol#plus my dad left the country when i was a teenager so he's not here to ask even if i thought he might do it#and my mum. well she's my mum. once made the mistake of asking her to pick me up from the hospital when I'd been taken there by ambulance#and had been admitted for a few days so they wouldn't discharge me without someone collecting me#(i was also like 17 lol so tho i lived alone we were on rocky territory as to if they'd LET anyone that wasnt a parent collect me)#and she was like. 'i do have a life you know! this is very inconvenient.'#eventually she did collect me so i was discharged eventually (only like 8 hours after they wanted to discharge me lol) but#she complained the whole time lol and parked like 20 minutes away despite me being in hospital cause my leg was fucked#(who does that? bring the car round for fucks sake) so since then she's been at the bottom of my list of ppl to ask favors from and if i do#bother theres a 90% chance she'll say no she doesnt want to#if she does agree she will complain about it the whole time. be as awkward as possible and remind ppl how helpful she was for the next year#therefore the choice is: buy things locally at a markup. catch the bus and inevitability injure myself by buying too much. online shopping#online works pretty well for a lot of heavy stuff but there's a big markup. plus most of the time i have to use amazon my beloathed#so i usually end up writing lists of stuff for certain (cheaper) shops and then either jumping on the opportunity when someones going there#or else letting the list pile up and asking for a favour when i can't wait any longer.#(my worst trait is whenever someone has a problem being like.i know exactly what you need.you know where you can buy it? I'll come!)#its largely a self inflicted inconvenience cause I'm too cheap to just buy things at a markup I'd rather buy in bulk at out of town shops
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thequietkid-moonie · 9 months
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Saw you write for corpse bride, im not sure if requests are open since your bio and pinned say different things but if they are could I get something for Victor? Im a sucker for friends to lovers so maybe something with that? 👀
Friends to Loves w/ Victor Van Dort
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[ HEADCANONS ] [ Corpse Bride ]
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OMFG thank you so much for requesting this!! I love so much the movie and finally writing for it is so amazing!!! Waaaahhh hope you like it as much as I did!!
Also, so sorry for confusing you, it was totally my bad, I totally forgot to change the one of the bio but thanks for checking both, I apreciate it a lot!! 🖤
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Getting to be Victor's friend could be either pretty easy or pretty difficult, he normally doesn't go out of his house and when he does is mostly with his parents, it could be that you two met because your families are friends or because you two agree somewhere
He could be pretty awkward and clumsy at first due not really knowing what to say but wanting to give a good impresion, but at the time pass he will start to feel more comfortable and will start to express more himself
He would prefer if you don't meet his parents right away (and actually prefer to avoid it as long as posible), not that he is embarrased of you but he is afraid for his mother reaction, and even if she takes it well is probably that will say something embarrassing about him and he doesn't want to scare away his probably only friend
Is more likely that Victor will accept you the way you are without much problems, not matter if you are more the shy or energetic type he just wants for you to feel free to be yourself (since you do the same for him, is only right in his mind and even if you would criticize him he prefers to just let you be). If you are more the shy or introvert type he tries to talk more and motivate you to do diferent things together as friends (even when is something new for him) but if you are more the energetic and extrovert type he tries to follow your lead and your rythm, he may complain a bit sometimes for being too much but he just get uses to it over time
It doesn't have to pass much time for Victor to fall in love but that doesn't make it less meaningful, his feeling grows faster that he can notice so it would take him a while to know what he is feeling, and when he does it will take him a little bit of time to accept it mainly because he is really nervous about the whole thing, he doesn't know if he will be enough for you or even if you will ever like him that way
Even before him realicing his feelings it start to be a little bit obvious, since, even if he had already got used to having you around he is more nervous and clumsy around you again, just like he was when you just met, but this time he tries to brush it off by laughing at it, as well he start to trip on his words and sometimes speaks before thinking (more than he used to). While having a crush Victor is stuck between being really nervous and completely comfortable around you
He isn't exactly planning to confess his feelings for you but there are moments where you two are talking in a more serious manner and he just start to talk from his heart and his true feeling slips a little (if he realice it in time he will try to apologize or cover it up). He will only confess if and when he is sure of his feelings for you and that are reciprocated because he doesn't want to risk your friendship, he wouldn't mind too much never telling you his true feelings if he knows you don't like him back
If you are the one confessing then it will take him by surprise, it actually take him a moment to fully process what you have said and is probably that he asks you if it is real, he will be all blushy and flustered, even triping on his words but at the end he manage to express his feelings for you too
It would take him a while for Victor to accept that this is for real and that he is in a relasionship with you and yet he couldn't be happier for it, he tries to be the best boyfriend, the one that you deserve, unfortunately his insecurities sometimes push him a little to much and make him think that you deserve better than him
It would take him a while to get used to being in a relasionship but once he does he will be actually pretty open with you and tries to have a lot romantic and meaningful gestures with you
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𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹!𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗺𝘀
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Meeting her
You and Ellie meet through Jesse. You and Jesse dated for about a month three years before. He made you realize you were a lesbian.
He invited you to a study group that included; him, Dina, and Ellie.
In the school library, the four sat around the circular table in the center of the room. Jesse being Jesse fucked around the whole session causing the group to get annoyed stares. Dina decided that they should leave.
When you suggested that you guys just reschedule.
Dina told you and Ellie to stay.
....alone
“No, no. You guys stay I've got to get this idiot out of here.” Dina glanced at you guys, sensing some sort of awkwardness. “If it's okay with you guys.”
“Um, yeah, if it's fine with you.” Ellie shrugged as she stared at you.
“Oh. Yeah I don't have a problem.”
Of course, It was awkward between you guys at first but after a while things went smoother. The studying was soon forgotten about once she let it slip that she likes comic books.
Becoming best friends
After the failed study session, you start to hang out with the group more. Always Jesse doing something stupid and you, Dina, and Ellie talk shit about him. You've finally found your people.
Sneaking out to go on late-night drives and you being the only one who doesn't know how to drive. You will get bullied for it believe me.
“Imagine failing Spanish.”
“Imagine not knowing how to drive.” - Jesse
You were tired of the constant abuse from mostly Jesse, so you asked Ellie to teach you how to drive. She agrees.
“You forgot to put on your seat best.”
“Oh - shit, slow down a little.”
“Fuck you ran a red light... it's okay, you’re okay. Everybody makes mistakes. ”
“Maybe drive the speed limit. No... it's alright just try not to go 25 miles over next time.”
“You can go a little faster.”
“You’re doing great, babe”
Babe was something she called you a lot but only when you were alone, which you guys were a lot as you got more comfortable with each other. Not needing Dina or Jesse to make things less awkward anymore.
Going to the library to read comic books for hours.
Taking unexpected pictures of each other.
Having your first sleepover at her house. Dina being jealous that she didn't get an invite.
Ellie complaining about her job being ass, wishing you were with her.
You getting hired at her job a month and a half later.
You guys making everything a two-person job.
Sending songs that remind you of each other.
your song that reminded you of her
“Why does this song remind you of me?”
“Idk...this song kinda reminds me of hope and then I think about...you...i guess.”
Dating her
Everyone at school already thought you guys were dating, since Ellie isn't nice to anyone. Not even her own friends sometimes.
how she asked you out:
Ellie was a sweaty mess. She was currently in her room, pacing from one side to the other, as Dina and Jesse watched from her bed.
“Oh my god! What if she says no? I'll fucking die of embarrassment .” She tugged the sides of her hair.
“Ellie calm down.” Dina moves from the bed to her friend. She pushes Ellie’s hands away from her hair, fixing the few strands that were out of place. “She’s gonna say yes. She’s basically in love with you. You're gonna be fine.”
“Yeah, you're all she talks about. Seriously I'm sick of it.” Jesse groaned recalling all the times you would bring up Ellie in a conversation. Her doing the same.
This made Ellie feel a little better.
They heard a knock before the door opened revealing yourself. “Hey, guys! I brought cookies for movie night.” You raised the plastic bag in your hands giving Ellie a big grin.
“Actually, I think I'm coming down with something.” She let out a fake cough and grabbed Jesse’s hand. “Jesse is just gonna take me home.”
“But what about movie night? I bought cookies.” You gave a pout, holding up the bag again.
“Next time I promised.” She and Jesse left.
“Well, I guess it's just us.” You smiled at Ellie. “Yeah, just us.” She wiped her sweaty palms on her pants.
“I - um” Ellie cleared her throat. “I got you something.”
Ellie took a deep breath before going behind her bed to fetch the gift. You let out a gasp as you saw the big bucket of lego flowers, a couple definitely from different lego sets. “I made these for you.”
“Ellie they’re beautiful.” You came closer to her picking a few flowers out of the bucket. “How long did this take?” You placed the flowers back, taking the whole pail from the girl. “About 15 hours. It took me all day.” She said like it was no big deal. “What the hell! Are you not exhausted?”
“I am but it was worth it for the girl I like.”
“The girl you like?”
“Yeah.” She fiddled with her fingers, staring at her socks.
“Me?”
“....yeah”
“So is this movie night...like a date?”
“...if you want it to be.”
Since Ellie didn't have a tv in her room, she used her computer. You both snuggled close, Ellie letting you pick the movie.
Pitch Perfect is what you decided on. Ellie complains, not wanting to watch this movie for the hundredth time.
Ellie watched with amazement as you quoted almost every line.
“Ellie watch the movie.”
“Right...Sorry.”
You don't know when you fell asleep but you woke up to multiple text messages and missed calls from your mother.
“OH SHIT, ELLIE.” You screamed gripping your phone to see that it was 2 am. “WHAT!WHAT!” She scrambled from the bed, you doing the same. “I have to get home!” You slipped on your shoes before grabbing your bucket of flowers.
“Okay. I'll take you home.” She attempted to rub the sleepiness from her face. She tripped a bit trying to put on longer pants and put on her shoes.
All of a sudden Ellie’s door blasted open to reveal Joel....with a bat? “Why does he have a bat?”
“I don't know.”
After a little communication, Joel decided to take you home. Ellie road in the back of Joel’s truck not wanting you to be alone. You guys held hands ── just because it was cold of course ── trying to stay awake.
“I'll walk you inside.” Ellie told you as she grabbed the bucket of flowers. “Ok.” You said your goodbyes to Joel and got out of the truck and onto your front porch.
“Thank you for the flowers and the movie night.” You beamed as you stared into her tired eyes. “I had fun.”
“I'm glad.” She eagerly nodded, not knowing what to do next.
There was 30 seconds of awkwardness, neither of them how to take the first move.
“Fuck it.” You mumbled under your breath. You gently placed your hands on Ellie’s cold face but was quickly heating up from her blushing. You both closed your eyes and leaned in until your lips are locked. Ellie’s grip on the bucket loosens almost causing her to drop it as the kiss quickens in pace.
The two were startled and pulled away from each other by Joel honking his horn. Ellie turned to the truck to give Joel a fast glare before turning back around to you.
“I gotta go sorry.” She gave an apologetic gaze. She handed you the bucket.
“It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow.” You kissed her on the cheek. “Good Night.”
“Good night.” She hesitantly walked back to Joel’s truck.
Two weeks later she asked you to be her girlfriend.
you guys as girlfriends
Her always bringing you snacks for lunch because you refuse to eat that despicable school lunch.
“You got her those dry-ass sugar cookies.” Jesse groaned watching you eat your cookies. Ellie, who had her arm wrapped around your shoulder, rolled her eyes at his statement. She also hated the dry cookie with, in her opinion, too much frosting. But her girlfriend loves them so, of course, she’ll get them for you. “Shut the fuck up. You're just jealous that you have to eat the gross school food.”
You and Ellie have one class together. The entire period consists of you not doing your assignment, but instead watching trashy reality tv shows, and Ellie having to keep you on track, failing most of the time.
Sometimes she just ends up taking your test for you. The teacher never walks around during testing so who cares?
You have to force Ellie to eat. Before you guys meet she would forget to eat all day and wonder why she felt so bad the next day.
“El, do you wanna get some food?”
“No thanks, I just eat.”
“What’d you eat?”
“A bagel.”
“Ellie that was this morning. And we shared half of it.”
“Oh.”
a little argument you guys got into:
“El, my love, do you wanna go get ice cream?”
“I'm not really in the mood for it but I can still take you, babe.”
“I don't want ice cream if you're not gonna get ice. I’d feel bad.”
“Don’t feel bad I just don’t want any. I can still get you some.”
“No, I don't want ice cream anymore.”
“Babe let's not do this. I'll just have some of your ice cream.”
“No, I want my own ice cream.”
“I thought you didn't want ice cream.”
“Not if you don't want any.”
“Oh, my god.”
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saylor-twift · 6 months
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(clariondeluna_art on insta, i found on pinterest)
please enjoy this piece of shit i threw together on a whim. Wanderer is called Kunimitsu bc that’s what i named him, sorry if u don’t like it 🤷‍♀️
pt. 2: Good Enough
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Just a Little More
It was odd, yes, but not entirely unpleasant. To speak the truth, it actually was proving quite difficult to find any sort of discomfort throughout the whole ordeal. (Despite the obvious underlying awkwardness at the beginning, of course). If anything, it was hard to keep from grinning like an idiot any time you got a little closer than normal, maybe bumping a shoulder or brushing a finger or two. The butterflies in your stomach only enhancing that girlish giddy sensation you felt every damn time his gaze locked with yours.
The one little aspect that made this little rendezvous odd, though, was that for once it was not of your own accord. Usually, you were the one who (reluctantly, knowing his attitude) would invite him along on your little escapades. And he, who despite complaining every single time without fail, always said yes. You weren’t sure exactly why you kept coming back to him. Your history with the ex-harbinger was far from pleasant, after all. (Yes you do, it’s because you yearn for him in a way you’ve never felt towards anyone before, but you can’t admit that, he’d never let you hear the end of it.) Most of the time, the trips the two of you took together were, unsurprisingly, on behalf of Sumeru’s very own deity of wisdom, informally known as Nahida. Unbeknownst to you, she really only does it because she likes seeing the two of you together, she claims it’s doing him some good. You never complain, you’ve grown to enjoy his presence as a matter of fact.
Now, he was never exactly a fan of being known as an errand boy for Sumeru’s archon, so you knew there must have been some sort of underlying reason as to why he always agreed to accompany you. This theory was pretty much proven true when he showed up, completely out of the blue and completely without reason, to your quarters, inviting (demanding) you to come with him so he could show you some interesting new phenomenon he had recently come across. Of course you were in no place to deny, coincidentally having no plans for that day. But, even if you did, you most likely would have made the time for him anyway. With little more than an eyebrow raise and a shrug, you find yourself taking a rather pleasant stroll through one of the more sunny, open areas of the Avidya Forest with none other than the renowned Mr. Hat Guy. The journey had, as per usual, been rather silent. But not the kind of silence that makes your skin crawl with awkwardness, more so the kind that momentarily takes a weight of your shoulders and, in a way, makes you feel as though you just might belong here.
Walking for several more minutes, the two of you reach a clearing in the forest, where he motions you to follow him up to the top of a rather large hill. Raising an eyebrow at the lack of information given to you, you decide to speak up. “You know, not to pester or anything, but you’ve sort of left me in the dark as to what plans you have for us here.”
“I have informed you, I’m showing you something I have found that I think you will find interesting. Be silent, wouldn’t you rather keep the element of surprise?” He responds in his usual snarky tone that never fails to make you quirk a smile. “Well, put yourself in my position, don’t you think it’s at least a little odd I’m being led into the middle of nowhere with the only piece of information being, ‘I have something to show you.’? Think about it, wouldn’t you be a little suspicious?” You cross your arms smugly, raising an eyebrow towards the indigo-eyed man. You always enjoyed poking a little fun at him. “Oh, so you’re just now realizing that I’m someone you should be a little wary of? I figured you would have picked up on that a little sooner. Needless to say I’m disappointed.” He says in a threatening tone, though knowing him, you know it couldn’t be wrung for even a hint of actual malice. “Hmm… so if I’m correct, then I assume you’re saying I should turn around and leave before you decide to, I don’t know, strangle me to death?” You think you’re so hilarious.
He scoffs, crossing his arms as his brows furrow, trying (and failing) to appear nonchalant. “I’m not going to plead and beg for you to stay, but you seemed pretty eager to follow me all the way out here from the beginning. It goes without saying it would be considered a little rude for you to leave now, but who am I to hold you captive? If you truly wish to leave, be my guest.” This causes you to stifle back a laugh because he truly does look so adorable with his arms folded like a child, nose turned up to the sky in a show of faux coolness. He’s trying to seem as though he doesn’t care, but oh he really does, otherwise why would he have even taken you out here in the first place? “You know I’m kidding, if I really wanted to leave I wouldn’t have come out here anyway! I’m sure I’ll be pleasantly surprised once I get to see this ‘phenomenon’ of yours.” You chide, jogging a little to catch up with his quickened pace. He huffs again. Adorable, you think. “Keep your mouth shut, then. Or else it won’t be much of a surprise.” This time you really do laugh, unable to contain your amusement any longer. Making sure to make eye contact with him, you pretend to zip your lips shut, smirking giddily the whole time. He scoffs once more, turning his head and covering his face with the brim of his hat, most likely to hide the very obvious, and lovely, dusty rose that creeps up to his cheekbones, as well as the hint of a smirk.
As he continues to lead you up an incredibly steep hill for what feels like an eternity, (seriously, where the hell does this lead?) your curiosity only continues to grow. At first you didn’t really mind, rather enjoying the peace and quiet, but you soon find that you’re actually not too keen on being in ignorance of his true intentions. Instead of being suspicious, you’re rather agitated, coming to the conclusion that this whole exposition seems to be completely otiose. Drawing in a sharp breath and opening your mouth to spit out some gripe about the current situation, the Wanderer suddenly stops dead in his tracks, placing his hands on his hips. You’d fallen behind him again, now standing a few paces behind. You fold your arms, glancing at him curiously, waiting for some sort of explanation. “Uhm-“
“I believe this is it.” He interrupts.
“Uh, you believe?” You walk the remaining steps required to put you next to him, standing just within arms reach.
“Yes, I believe so.”
“So, this phenomenon you speak of… does it perhaps require some sort of higher consciousness in order to see that I am currently lacking? Or is this some poorly executed joke and you really are planning on doing something unspeakable to me out here?” You quip, (half) jokingly. He sighs, turning to fully face you for the first time all evening. Evening? Wow, you realize, the sun is actually beginning to set. You’ve been out here longer than you had thought. “Well, obviously I haven’t shown it to you yet. As I said before, I only believe that this is the correct location. If I’m wrong, then this will all be for naught.” He turns around, seemingly surveying the surroundings. “And if you are wrong?” You retort, hands on hips. Silence.
“I’m not.” He faces you once more, and you can’t deny the flurry of butterflies erupting inside your abdomen the millisecond your gaze meets his, piercing indigo eyes tunneling directly into your soul. He extends his hand, and you swear out of the corner of your eye you see his chest rise and fall as though he’s taking a deep breath to steady himself. “Do you trust me?” He asks in all seriousness, his gaze never leaving yours. “I think so.” You vacillate, placing your hand atop his without much of a second thought. “If you regret this later, just remember it was you who agreed to it.”
“I- huh-? WAI-“ You yelp as he effortlessly scoops you into his arms, one around your waist while the other supports the underside of your thighs, rocketing into the air with the use of his anemo vision at a near breakneck speed. He laughs out loud at your apparent fear, spinning around once or twice just to tease you a little more. You don’t even realize how your fingers clutch the sheer fabric of his black shirt until he finally comes to a standstill, hundreds of feet off the ground. You blink your eyes a couple of times, regaining the moisture after the sharp winds from being shot upward. Looking out in front of you, your jaw goes slack at the sight to behold. Below you is the city of Sumeru in all its glory, the golden buildings appearing nearly ethereal when bathed in the sunlight. The water from the nearby river reflects the colors of the sunset, giving off a gorgeous orange and red rosy hue. He looks at you, and holy shit why do you feel so gooey whenever he does that? “Well, (name)? What do you think? I have to admit, I wasn’t fully honest with my intentions, this was indeed not for any sort of research purposes, but I think it can be considered a groundbreaking phenomenon nonetheless, no?”
You turn your head towards him, (definitely not shocked at how close the proximity is), and can’t help the smile breaking out on your face. Stumbling over your words, you manage to form a mainly coherent sentence. “I- how did you…? The city… how did you know?”
“It’s quite the sight, isn’t it? When I’m bored, I quite enjoy flying over this particular area, and I’ve actually discovered that at certain times of day, when the sun hits those buildings at just the right angle, you get the chance to witness something exquisite. As the enjoyer of all things beautiful that I take you for, I figured it was only fair to share my discovery with you. Care to share your thoughts?” He smirks at you, obviously pleased with himself as well as your reaction. “It’s… absolutely beautiful… Look over there! How can… is this even real?” You laugh in disbelief, pointing all over like an overexcited child. He laughs as well, in fun of you, of course. “How very easy to please. You really are such a child.” He smirks, then stops to take another look at your grinning face, and time seems to pause altogether, because really, this was his plan all along, to get you alone so he could admire you like this. He’s not quite sure when it hit him, but recently he’s found himself all but completely taken by you. He’s always thought you were one of the few people on the more attractive side of things, but over the course of the last few weeks he’s had the odd, reoccurring thought that you were perhaps one of the loveliest things he’s ever seen.
Not only on the outside, but truly he believes, on the inside as well. You were there when he plummeted from the height of his glorified mecha, you were there when he was picking fresh sunsettias for the street merchant, when his mind had been erased of all his past traumas and wrongs and felt as young as it had his first few years of life. You were there when all those memories were oh so harshly returned to him, and to this day you are still here, even though he firmly believes you shouldn’t. He doesn’t deserve you, the one who sits next to him when he behaves like a wallflower around the rest of his peers, the one who doesn’t anger at him when he spits out crude remarks, you who soothed him that one night after a particularly achey nightmare, despite his embarrassment and hesitance to look at you afterwards. You, who seems to understand him so very well, to the point it feels as though you’re sticking your hand into his very soul and wrapping his aching heart in soft bandages, and how is that even possible? You’re a mortal, mortals don’t possess that kind of understanding. And yet time and time again, you endlessly prove him wrong. He hates to admit it, it feels wrong, he wasn’t meant to feel this way, hell, it’s the reason his very creator sent him away. But archons, he just can’t help it, he loves you, and he finally allows him to accept it right here in this very moment, when the luminescence of the setting sun so beautifully paints your skin with varying shades of roses and peaches. He isn’t even listening to what you’re saying as his gaze ever so subtlety falls down to your soft lips, endlessly rambling on and on about the scene in front of you, and yeah it’s pretty, he knows that, that’s why he brought you out here, duh. But it’s not nearly as breathtaking as you, and it baffles him that you’re too focused on the goddamn city to realize that.
One
His chest tightens, and he stops breathing. (Not like he needs to in the first place, but it has the same effect that it would on any regular mortal)
Two
His gaze is fully locked on your lips as they open and close.
Three
He waits patiently (very, very impatiently) for you to turn your head just slightly to the side, because for some strange reason, he’s feeling extra brave today.
Four
He bites his lip, maybe it will take a few more moments. You’re very engrossed with the sight he literally brought you out here for, after all.
Five
Oh come on.
Six
He debates on using his hand to turn your head himself if it means he gets to feel your lips on his for even a moment.
Seven
Eight
Nine
Please, please, please, turn your head just a little more…
Ten
You sharply turn your head, in the opposite fucking direction he’s been silently begging for you to do this whole time. You gasp, jutting a finger outwards. “Kunimitsu, look! You can even see the oasis from here!” He instantly snaps out of his stupor, stuttering as you grip his shoulder in elation at the glowing blue tree miles in the distance. “A-ah, I suppose it is. Another wonderful view.” He clenches his jaw, reality giving him a harsh kick right in the gut. Of course you’d never give him that opportunity, he doesn’t deserve it and (according to him and only him,) probably never will. Isn’t that the conclusion he had come to, that you were far too pure and good for a sinner like him? Oh well, a man can dream. Those ten seconds were the most excruciating, and in a sort of odd, deranged way, also the most blissful in his entire five centuries of living. “Let’s go, you need to get home. I know all too well the side effects of sleep deprived mortals, and I have zero intentions of caring for you in the morning.” He spits out harshly, taking out his frustrations on you even though he knows fully that his own emotions are his own fault. You frown, and he swears he’s started to see things because did you just glance at his lips? No, surely you didn’t, his mind is playing tricks on him because of his own previous thoughts regarding you. “Already..? But-“
“Don’t make me parent you. You’ve enjoyed yourself, no? The day is coming to an end, now come on.” He scolds, descending to the ground at a much easier and slower rate than the manner he brought you upwards in. You furrow your eyebrows, instantly sensing something is wrong because that’s just how you are, someone so emotionally intelligent that they can feel when even someone as emotionally constipated as him is feeling out of the ordinary.
“Is everything all right, Kunimitsu? Have I done something wrong?”
“I just remembered something, is all. Mind yourself.”
He sets you down on the grass, taking care to make sure you get your footing before completely letting go because even though he’s frustrated at the fact he wasn’t able to kiss you just now, he’s going to make sure you’re okay. It’s probably a bit childish for him to be acting this way, hypocritical because not even thirty minutes ago he called you a child, but he just can’t help it. He’s been pining for you so hard it actually hurts, even more so that he’s finally come to terms with how he feels. Stealing one last glimpse at the desirable shape of your lips, because that’s all he feels he deserves in this moment. “Let’s go. I’ll walk you back.”
Next time, he swears he won’t hesitate.
he turns and begins to walk down the hill, assuming for you to follow him. You don’t follow him straight away, folding your arms. You know exactly why he’s upset, you know exactly what he wanted while you were in the air, and you mentally punch yourself for not realizing it until it was too late. You absolutely cannot deny that you are in fact, madly in love with the man in the large hat. Maybe you shouldn’t be, he tried to harm you on numerous occasions, after all. He’s not a good person, but archons, he’s so much better than he was before. You can see it in the way he smiles to himself when he thinks nobody else is watching, the way he always makes sure you’re alright after completing your daily commissions, even if it’s in the form of scolding. And you especially see it in the way he looks at you like he absolutely needs you but you just won’t turn your fucking head one more inch for him to show you how much he appreciates your existence. You were a goner before you even realized what was happening.
And next time, you swear, you’ll make sure he doesn’t hesitate.
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luimagines · 1 year
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How would a female hero of courage interact with the chain?
Well- this is certainly a new type of Reader! I know I try to keep Reader as gender neutral as possible so this kinda defeats the purpose... but just once won’t hurt anyone. Consider it done anon!
It'll be in headcanon form. I hope that's ok.
Masterlist
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Twilight
Weak
Drinks his respect women juice every morning like Uli taught him
And Ilia wouldn’t hear any complaints of it as they grew up
Midna made sure he kept up with his routine
And Zelda was the final nail on the coffin
Can’t say no to whatever she requests
Wild teases him a lot
And by teases, I mean secretly complains
“You let her get away it!”
“Yeah Cub, because I know she wouldn’t hesitate to throw me over her shoulder and call it a day. I’m not getting in her way.”
Doesn’t pay too much attention to it
Frankly, care less about that and more about her age
If she’s younger, she’s getting the same treatment as the rest of the youngins
If she’s older, then the more power to her
She can get away with much more
He’s soft
While others may forget, he tries to keep in mind her need for privacy and space from the boys
Especially since she’s the only girl
On her team, 98% of the time
Warrior
Oh no another one
It’s Linkle all over again
Or so he thinks
Protective to a fault, poor guy
But he’s just Like That TM
Reader would gather really quickly it’s because he cares and not because of anything else
He does the same to Wind and Twilight and Legend and even Time
Warrior is used to female fighters so this isn’t anything for him to blink at
Have you seen his game? It’s like three males total- him included, villains not included
How much do you want to bet that Warrior also knows someone from Reader’s adventure?
You know.... for flavor :D
Warrior is quick to make them feel a part of the team and respected
Warrior is the first one to ask for their opinion on matters and Reader always comes up with a point he (and others) were missing
“Thanks Girlie. I knew you were brought with us for a reason. Glad to know that you’re on our side.”
Big Brother Warrior adopts another one. A Saga
Legend
Is not above sacrificing her to do the work so that he can get out of it
Challenges her at nearly every turn
Even more so than Warrior
And it’s not because she’s female
It’s just that it’s activating his sibling behavior with a vengeance and he’s going to make it her problem
Reader found him annoying, pessimistic, dramatic and hard to get along with
It was like cats and dogs
Even if Legend actually likes her
However Reader gets talked down to in public and Legend goes off
Completely tearing the offender to shreds with his words alone- although he’s tempted to do so physically as well
Reader doesn’t think he’s so bad after that
They judge people outfits together, you honor
They are each other’s ride or die
Legend gets to the point where she’s the only one he listens to without question
The Chain try and get her to talk to Legend when they’re trying to prank him
Reader agrees more than half of the time
Hyrule
A bit of a lost cause...
Has no idea how to approach this
Hella awkward- poor guy
Ignores it on principle
Treats her like one of the guys, only be reminded that she’s not a guy
It’s like a slap in the face every time- he tries so hard to just be normal
Give him a break he’s not used to people as it is
At least the people he’s met so far are nice and she’s nice and different from any of them
Doesn’t want to treat her like glass
Doesn’t want to be too overbearing in a group full of guys
Doesn’t want to treat her as an outcast
Doesn’t want to intrude on her personal space
Is he over thinking it? Oh yeah defiantly
Another hero that means well but is in uncharted territory
However, he’s never been afraid of uncharted territory before and this is no different
He’ll figure it out
Just give him some time
Wind
Big sister?
Someone as cool and kick butt as Tetra?
But like him? With the courage and the whole... not being like the others for whatever reason?
Admiration and following like a puppy
He looks up to the older heroes and obviously tries to emulate them
But something about her hits different
And he wants to do the same
It’s a shame he doesn’t know what it is
Wind is going to talk her ear off
(I hope she has the patients for him XD)
As he can see that Reader is older, he wants to ask questions about his sister, like why girls do x? Or y? Or z?
You know, things that they have in common but for the life of him, he doesn’t know why
So he might as well ask right?
Besides, if he asked Aryll, she might give him a half answer or not even know herself
But Reader should know, he trusts Reader’s judgment
Tries to wrestle her
A lot
Loses
Wild
Younger sister?
Hello? My old heart? How have you been?
He’s going to project so much
He means well by the end of the day and frankly it doesn’t matter if this hero is older than him
He has vague memories of a younger sister and it’s going to eat him alliiivvee
Gives her the best portions of food obviously and naturally serves her first
Will want to go horse back riding with her whether she knows how to or not
He can teach her! He can do archery with her! And sword fighting and shield surfing and cooking and and and and-
So long as his weapons and equipment don’t break on him anyway
He’s going to badger her about keeping her hair in decent condition and offering to braid it or brush it or just put it up for her
Who cares if he still has twigs and junk in his hair? That’s not his point
Is he a hypocrite? ... Just a bit
Might show off from time to time by taking wild animals momentarily just so she can pet them
Cut to Wild riding into camp on a bear
“Sissy! Look what I found!”
“Cub! Put him back!” Said literally everyone in the group.
“He’ll go back home on his own soon enough. I gave him honey glazed salmon as a treat. He’s so soft. Come see!”
Four
Well he just found his new best friend
Second to Zelda, of course
Is the one to ask for help with pranking people (mostly Legend) 
Together, they nearly get away with it every time
Does she know blacksmithing? Is that a thing they teach the girls where she’s from?
It’s likely that she doesn’t
Oh well! Four is just going to have to make sure she’s taken care of
Very protective of her
Is going to get in her way multiple times
But in an accidentally on purpose sort of way
He gets stomped on, trampled and run over more times than he wishes to admit
He knows she can take care of herself, she’s just as much of a hero as all of them are
But Four sees her and sees Zelda and he gets this urge to keep her away from danger at all costs
It’s annoying
But they laugh and poke fun and he tries to tackle her for the hell of it and never succeeds
He means well, but that’s a conversation about to happen
It’s somewhere on the horizon
Time
Oh thank god, someone who knows what they’re doing
Do they? 
Who knows. But Time is going to use their ability to wrangle the boys to his advantage because honestly?
It’s like herding cats otherwise
Or cuccos- at least he has experience with that
Doesn’t think too much of it
Also takes to her on the spot
The change of energy is nice but he’s to reassure her when the case may be
Like when the boys are a bit much or when they’re teasing her
Time says near the beginning of the trip that if they bug her too much to tell him and he’ll set them straight
Not to say that she can’t do it herself but honestly- why should she have to?
Clearly she’s been through enough as it is
They both spend quiet time together
May have fallen asleep on each other at some point
Denies it but also has a picture hidden somewhere in his belongs
No one knows who he stole it from because at least three of them have a copy
And yet he never approached them for it
The mysteries add on with The Old Man
Sky
Literally no different
This guy could not care less
Forgets half of the time
It’s not something he would pay attention to
Has to be genuinely reminded at least once
He’s used to being the “mom friend” so if they help out in that regard Sky is going to give them brownie points
Because these boys don’t care about those things and Sky is tired of having to remind people to chew with their mouth closed-
Help him
He can’t do this alone
Has to be prepared for all things all the time
If Reader could just lighten the load a little bit he would be eternally grateful
He would tell her story for years to come
Granted, he was going to talk about his friends anyway but this one takes special precedence
Is the one she vents to without a second thought
If she can help carry his role in the group than he can be there as her support as well
There’s no difference between the lives of heroes
It’s hard on everyone
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bowiebond · 2 years
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Robin and Steve both failing at love so badly as they get well into their thirties and deciding to just marry each other since they’ve already been living together since they were 20 and share a mortgage. Steve had original planned to just have Robin as his roommate until she found someone, and he had like seven kids coming and going but would be out to college in just two years, so a decently sized place (much smaller than his original, empty mansion) filled with Robin’s knickknacks didn’t sound half bad when he was 20 and making the plan to use his inheritance to make the down payment.
They go through the whole she-bang; mostly because Steve always wanted a big wedding and Robin had assumed she’d never have one so she simply made it a big party they could both enjoy. Everyone was invited, and people who didn’t know Robin was a lesbian said their congrats, that they always saw it coming, and they both bare through it with false grins and sneaky eye rolls.
It’s an excuse to get drunk and confess their undying platonic love for each other, even if the ceremonies kiss was awkward and quick, the pair snickering about it later like teenagers even though Robin had kissed Steve plenty of times on the cheeks and Steve on her head when he left for work.
They’re 36 and 37 when Steve asks Robin if she ever considered kids of her own. Robin goes on a long spiel about how terrifying child birth seems but like, she was raised to want one you know? That having a kid is both terrifying but weirdly comforting as an idea.
Steve agrees. They get hammered beyond belief at 37 & 38 and fumble through the most awkward sex know to mankind and they cry-laugh for weeks about each others sex habits and how bad they both are in bed because “let’s never do that again, oh my god, I definitely like girls, Steve” and Steve’s not even offended because it was purely for one purpose and while he likes girls, Robin doesn’t do it for him. Not like that. Not since he was maybe 19 and had a weird lingering crush on her that faded after she came out and he started experimenting with guys.
Steve’s 38 when he finds out he’s gonna be a dad. He cries. A lot. Robin does too, mostly because she’s cries when he does, like how his laughter infects her too.
They argue a lot over the design of the nursery, and Robin complains that she’s too old to be carrying a baby as Steve rubs her feet while they watch a movie.
Robin sleeps in his room more often during the pregnancy. Says it helps her nerves, because she overthinks a lot and it’s kind of terrifying because there’s no going back now. They’re having a kid. An actual human being they’ll have to raise together. A lesbian woman and a bisexual man who are strictly platonic with a capital P, are having a baby in their late thirties, and are married by law but not by heart, and it’s kind of crazy to think about.
“I never imagined my life like this.”
“Honestly, Rob? Neither did I.”
Robin starts attending swim classes with pregnant ladies after El insists it helped her through hers, and there’s where she meets Heather Holloway again. She’s a full time swim instructor at the pool now, unmarried and thriving, and Robin has the biggest heart eyes known to man over her.
Steve hears all about her and encourages her to test the waters with Heather.
“Steve, I’m literally carrying your baby. Don’t you think that’s weird?”
“Say it’s an open marriage if she asks. I sleep around still, why can’t you?”
It’s enough to convince her to follow her heart. Heather is around the house a lot more after that, just to check in on Robin’s pregnancy of course, she must be exhausted after all!
Steve knows Heather is fucking his wife/best friend. Robin had a dopey grin on when she told him. Heather doesn’t beat around the bush either about Steve and Robin’s relationship.
“So Robin’s a lesbian, you’re gay, and you’re basically each other’s platonic soulmates right? So you got married?”
“I’m bi, but yeah. Basically. I can’t see myself living without her, honestly. She’s my soulmate just not…romantically, you know?”
“I get it.” Heather grins when she goes on about a certain blond up in California who’s planning to come visit real soon. That Steve should meet him.
Steve is shocked to see Billy Hargrove again; Heather’s own platonic soulmate.
“I mean, we fooled around once or twice back in the day, but that’s because he has mommy issues, not because he wants to settle down with me.” She joked and Billy has a ball flirting with Harrington until he’s red in the face like a teenager again instead of an almost 40 year old man.
Robin has a girl in the Summer. They name her June, the month she was born and the month they met decades ago. It feels fitting.
Of course, June ends up with a step mom, Heather, who somehow worms her way into their house. Steve’s got the room for it, so he’s not complaining. He likes a full house, likes knowing his daughter is being cared for when he’s at work by Robin and Heather (when she’s not working).
Somehow, Billy worms his way in too. It starts with visiting to see his ‘niece’ as he’d joke with a wide grin. Then slowly, he’s joining them for dinner more nights than he doesn’t, and the guest room starts to fill with his things and Steve catches Billy bathing June because Heather and Robin were exhausted and needed the rest and…
God, he’s falling in love with the blond, deep and so much harder than back in high school. Falls in love with the smile lines around his mouth and eyes, the silvery greys that streak his dark blond hair he cut shorter a few years back. Falls in love with the way he laughs at Robin’s jokes and snarks with Heather and coos at June, calling her ‘daddy’s little princess’ as he bounces her in his arms, Steve watching and always blushing when Billy catches his eye and grins, kissing the tuffs of light brown hair upon her head.
Robin tells him to go for it.
“To think we finally met our romantic soulmates after getting married and having a kid, this has to be God’s way of pulling our legs.” She snickers as they cuddle in Steve’s bed. Because that’s just how they were, touchy and close, and Steve loves her so much. She’s his best friend and the mother of his kid and he doesn’t regret marrying her at all. They’re not in love with each other, but they love each other.
Robins in love with Heather.
And Steve is pretty sure he’s in love with Billy.
“Maybe we should get married.” Billy says one night at dinner, driving an airplane towards June’s mouth. “Robin and Steve got a bunch of benefits. I want benefits. We could do our taxes together.” Heather laughs and looks at Robin.
“You think I should marry him? I could do better, right?” Robin snorts.
“He smells like a dirty gym bag.”
“Your husband likes how I smell.” Billy wriggled his brows and Steve flushed red as the words, head in his hands.
“Not in front of Junie, please.”
“She’s like, not even a year old. It’s fine.” Billy waved it off. “Back to the tax benefits,”
“It is easier when you’re married, in my opinion.” Robin chipped in and Heather sighs, long and loud before looking at Billy.
“…Fine. I want a nice ring though.”
“Well so do I, so I say we have a deal, babe.”
Steve thought he’d be jealous, at least a bit, but he’s grinning when Billy makes a show of dipping Heather at the altar, the pair laughing after their obnoxious kiss that has Robin and Max hollering.
June is cooing and squealing when she gets to dance with Billy and Steve later that night, clinging to her father and grasping at Billy’s curls that are starting to grow out again. Steve thinks he might be doing it just for him since he said he liked them, and it makes his stomach wild with butterflies.
“We should get married next.” Billy hums and Steve chokes on his own spit.
“You’ve barely taken me on a date, and now you’re talking marriage?”
“Didn’t take Robin on a date, now did you?” Billy grins, holding him close around his waist. “Come on, Harrington. Robin and you, Heather and me. Robin and Heather, you and me…it all works. We’re far from conventional. I’ve fucked Heather more than once, I’ve heard Heather talk about jumping you to her own girlfriend, and I know you want me.” He knocks their heads together and smiles, eyes soft. “This thing we’ve got going…it works. You don’t have to hold back on what you want out of this after giving Robin the option of anything and everything.”
And maybe he had been holding back a bit. All he ever wanted was June, a kid, and Robin gave him that, and in return he got her to date Heather, he let Heather drag Billy back into their lives, he let their daughter call Robin and Heather mom and mama before he even got called dada, worked hard to provide them the lifestyle they had with Heather and Billy chipping in and he…
He wanted more now. He wanted Billy. He wanted him to move in properly, for Heather to just come out and say Steve and Robin’s home was her home too, to put a bigger bed in the master bedroom so they could all share some nights because he wanted that. He wanted a big family since he was young and in a way — he was getting it. In Robin and Heather, in Billy and June. In the kids who still visited when they could.
“Take me on a date first, okay?” Billy grins.
“That can be arranged.” He kissed June’s head between them and Steve chuckled. “The little princess has to stay home though. I want her daddy all for myself.”
Steve laughed.
“Don’t call me daddy, you’re gonna make it weird.”
“Princess can share. Yeah? June, you can share right? Stevie can be both our daddy.” June giggled and wriggled between them, reaching for Billy with a small ‘Bibi’. The blond laughed and took her from Steve’s arms. “I’m afraid she can share you but not me, Daddy.”
Steve rolled his eyes before grinning deviously with a shrug.
“Whatever. I’ll teach her how to share, Mommy.”
Billy’s cheeks burned.
“Don’t make me pop a boner with a baby in my arms, Steve. People are gonna think I’m a creep.” He grumbled and Steve snorted.
“I’m going to go dance with my wife. Have fun with June.”
“Bitch.” Billy clicked his tongue as Steve walked off to find Robin on the floor.
Steve found his soulmate at 18 in an ice cream parlour. They were platonic with a capital P, and content. She made him laugh, they shared secrets, and they had no boundaries keeping them apart. Hell, they got married. Had a baby.
Now, at 39, Steve re-met his other soulmate. The kind that made his stomach twist and flutter, that made his cheeks hot and his heart full. Made him hot under the collar with his teasing.
And maybe, Robin and him share a soulmate in Heather, and maybe Heather and Billy are linked by a red string too, and maybe they’re just a tangled mess of strings with no definite end. Knotted up in the centre of the four of them.
Steve doesn’t know what the hell he’s gonna make of all of it. Where it will lead him. But for now, he’s happy.
His soul had been split into a dozen pieces at birth, and he had pieced every part back together.
Only took him 40 years to find every fragment.
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bruciemilf · 1 year
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So, Gordon basically going from :
"Yep, the kid can come out whenever he wants" to a "Who's that home-wrecking keeping you away from me?"
After the whole time he and Bruce were living together.
He becomes suspicious when the orange marmalade starts to run out (Bruce always makes a sandwich for Selina, so he can catch up on all his cats' names) too quickly, when there's mascara on Bruce's shirts (Bruce is learning to do his eyelashes with a new kind of mascara) and he smells different (He got distracted on patrol and fell into a perfume window).
He doesn't know how to complain to him, or if he should complain to him after the (obvious accidental)kissing incident they shared.
But it's the same thing, you know?
That home-wrecker may can stole his marmalade, but not his emo meow meow!!
Not on his watch!
(While all this is going on in Gordon's head, Selina just laughs eating her marmalade sandwich, while Bruce tries not to stammer about how Jim looks manly in that police T-shirt and drinking coffee from a movie promo cup. God, that orange marmalade is so good, now she's going to ask Bruce to make her an extra sandwich.)
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GODDD THIS IS FEEDING ME. SO GODDAM WELL. here's the thing; I'm pathetically weak for Bruce coming home, -- to the apartment, -- And he expected Gordon to do what he always does; Stay at the office so he won't have to stay with him.
But no. There's a whole man In his face, almost burning Bruce with chocholate liquor eyes set aflame with anger, " where the fuck were you?"
" I -- I was, -- that's none of your business," He's so braven, so ballsy, held together by a quivering spine as the other man looks down at him.
Bruce's eyes landing on elegant, bow shaped lips, romantic and kissable. He composes himself quickly. Any later and he'd kiss him,
" Boy, I know you like actin' stupid, but sometimes I feel like you ain't acting. You understand how this whole witness protection thing work, or I gotta draw it? You don't leave my sight. Point blank period."
" You didn't care until now,"
" If you knew what I cared for, you wouldn't just abandon me in the middle of the night, you, --" Jim won't lose his temper; it was the homicide to his first marriage, and he doesn't need it. Not with Bruce. " Just. Don't go again."
"...You can't bully me into agreeing with you."
" If that's how I came across, I'm sorry. Look, let's just talk about this later. You're fucking freezing. Where were you?"
Fighting Killer Croc in the sewers so you don't have to. " With...A friend."
"...Sure."
And here's the thing; Bruce absolutely gets jealous and possessive too! Have we not seen this little bitch throw a fit bc he thought Selina was Falcone's date?
Let's imagine for a moment that Jim's ex wife drops Barb off at Jim's because it's his week. He's awkward around new people, but there's a layer of hostility to it.
Something made of nasty things whenever Jim and her smile at eachother or share an inside joke, or grab eachother things, or talk with a mere smirk or brow tug.
Bruce being such a brat. Jim wants to introduce her to him while he colors with Barb, painting a pretty mermaid for her, or cropping small stickers to put on her wheelchair, and Bruce totally ignores her. "Mhm."
" You, uh... You alright?"
" I'm busy."
"...Alright," Bruce swallows down on a lump of tension watering his mouth. Maybe she knows Jim, but so does Bruce, and he knows when the man is pissed.
And if he shivers when Jim blows smoke in his face and slaps him gently for how he acted when Barb is sleeping, protected by the privacy of a bedroom they rarely share,...That's for him to know
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lemonhemlock · 1 year
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Having trouble with the link but I read your post about Aegon II as King
Sidebar: How wild is it that Rhaenrya's bastards have some of us somewhat slapping Cersei on the back cause at least HER bastards were passable. Also her reactions make us reluctantly respect her.
Much like Rhaenyra, she believes that she is entitled to putting her bastards on the throne because her blood is superior. She's better than everyone else. Cersei chose Jaime because she saw him as her other half. He is an extension of her and as fucked up as that whole thing is, at least they have similar traits (got me out here advocating for incest). She could easily make the argument that her children look like her. Past Baratheon-Lannister unions showed Baratheon ene was superior? Well her kids are outliers. Frankly these claims are disgusting and how dare they question her virtue and honor.
Cersei is a bamf with teeth and she's not afraid to bite.
Rhaenryas reaction is to a)run and hide at Dragonstone
B) pull a Draco Malfoy by making sure her father hears about this. Hiding behind him.
Cersei never hid behind anyone. And she wasn't Heiress.
Rhaenrya couldn't be bothered to find a man with valerian features to pass her children as legitimate. For crying at loud the mad king knew to look in Essos for people like this. Was she lazy or just plain stupid? She had to pick someone who looks nothing like her husband's family.
Sorry but I cant respect her hustle. Cersei might be an awful person but I kinda like her and have to give her props sometimes, even though she can be dumb at times. At least she's active.
Rhaenryas passiveness and stupidity at the most basic things makes it hard to have that same "I dislike you but I'm putting respect in your name "
Hi there, thank you for reading!
I find Cersei's predicament here a lot more sympathetic to begin with. Not loving her is one thing, but Robert rapes her and is repeatedly violent with her. This is not about awkwardness or being inconvenienced. The thought of bearing his children is physically repugnant to Cersei. She has Jaime help her get an abortion when he does eventually impregnate her. I cam empathize with her desire to exercise autonomy over her own body. Cersei believes Robert doesn't deserve to have heirs and I have to agree with her. Cersei takes her revenge by appropriating his dynasty and placing her perfectly Lannister children on the throne. It does feel like poetic justice for the disrespected, long-suffering wife, raging at the confines of her cage.
Moreover, Cersei had no say in her marriage. Her father wanted her to be queen no matter what, so here she is. She never had an ounce of the freedom and the opportunities Rhaenyra is awarded. Viserys allows Rhaenyra to marry whomever she chooses, organizes a royal progress for her and yet she complains, insults her suitors and comes back home early. Even then, Viserys finds a good husband for her. Being married to a gay man is not ideal in the least, but Laenor is kind and gentle, respects Rhaenyra and would never hurt her.
I'm really not trying to be crass here, but does anyone remember Renly boasting he's going to get Margaery pregnant within a year? Gay people can have children and have been doing it naturally over the course of history, too.
Anyway, on that indelicate note, merry Christmas & happy holidays!
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tenta-cute · 2 years
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Billy Lore From 'Runaway Max': Chapter 4
In this chapter we reach the scene with Billy nearly hitting a bunch of kids with his car.
Important note! In my last post there was some confusion regarding one of the points (which I had edited already), so I just want to mention again that what I'm doing here is basically a shoddy three-step translation, so if something gets lost in translation, please let me know and I'll add a clarification! I apologize in advance if I get things wrong - I'll be more clear regarding things that I find Unclear.
Spoilers and lore from CHAPTER 4 under the cut!
Turns out our son was right - nobody at middle school is wearing a costume and Max feels reluctantly relieved that she doesn't stand out. (The only kids in costumes are the Party.)
Then come flashbacks from Cali.
In the beginning (before she got to know him better) Max genuinely liked spending time with Billy. He sometimes picked her up from school or let her tag along to Kragen Auto Parts store.
Max notes that Billy's many "dates" don't really feel like dates - he seems completely disinterested in the girls he hooks up with, treats them like they're only good for a quick squeeze, and has zero interest in commitment.
Sunset Cliffs is to Billy what Skull Rock is to Steve; the favoured make-out spot. His other Fantastic Dating Ideas are taking girls to house parties or hanging out with them in some shitty parking lot in front of Carl's Jr.
Billy treats Max in a completely different way than he treats other girls. She thinks it's because she's younger and not afraid to stand up to him, or because she's his half-sister (duh), but then realizes it's actually because she's a total tomboy - she has no interest in chasing after boys, doesn't wear makeup, etc.
When he talks to Max, he does it in a confidentional tone, as if he's telling her something important and he wants her to understand it.
He very obviously tries to shape Max in a way he wants (a bit of an awkward phrasing here in the book - it implies either that he wants her to become more like himself, or to have her in his corner). Max mentions that she cannot show weakness around Billy because he would never forgive her.
We return to Hawkins - specifically the scene where Billy almosts hits the Party with the Camaro.
Things Billy complains about during the drive: the parties being awful, the speed limits being awful, the basketball team being awful, the girls being awful.
Max knows that Billy really wants her to agree with him about it.
The whole "Whose fault is it" part happens, and when it does Max hopes they will talk about What Happened In San Diego (and what presumably forced them to move to Hawkins).
Instead Billy tries to force her to admit it's her fault.
Then the scene happens with him narrowly missing the Party before Max grabs the wheel.
Max thinks she had crossed some invisible like by doing it, and she fully expects Billy to yell at her, kick her out of the car, or even hurt her. Billy just laughs and keeps grinning for the rest of the drive.
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punksarahreese · 2 years
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hi hello yes this is me asking about your robnance headcanons!!!!! would love to hear them! (also your autistic bff Robin and Eddie ones if you have the time because I just love that a lot)
I would literally die for u anon I’ll give you Ronance here and make another Autistic Eddie Robin post cuz I have lots of thoughts for them
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Robin made the first move
As in she was the one to ask Nancy out
But, in true Robin fashion, it was Not Graceful and she stuttered a lot
Which ties into my autistic!Robin headcanon that she has a mild stutter/speech impediment that comes out when she’s talking fast/a lot or nervous
It was very much a “um so t-there’s a new movie coming out tonight- cuz you know I have to know that with my j-job and all - and uh… didyoumaybewannagoseeitwithme?” Kinda thing
Nancy was sitting there just trying to read some book for a class while they waited for Steve and now she’s looking at Robin like she grew two heads
That made Robin feel like she messed up so she started apologizing and “Shit, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have- forget it, I-”
They didn’t talk about it cuz Steve showed up and Nancy never gave her an answer
Until Robin was at home scribbling in her worn out notebook and the phone rang
“Robin?”
To say she was shocked to hear Nancy Wheeler on the other end was an understatement
“H-hey, Nancy…”
“I hate that I left you hanging like that, it was rude. Did you want to go still? The movie doesn’t start until 9 pm.”
Cue lots of awkward rambling and Nancy agreed to pick her up in a couple hours and Robin was losing her lil gay mind <3
For the record it was a good date even when Robin couldn’t help but whisper commentary on the movie
Also maybe Nancy got suuuper blushy and shy when Robin held her hand as they left
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Steve was pretty oblivious to them at first
Like he was just happy to see Robin making another friend
And the fact that it was Nancy made it better
He saw how anxious Robin got around her and was 👀 about it but as far as he knew Nancy was as straight as an arrow so how was he supposed to assume they’d ever go on a date
It was actually Eddie who was like “dude, what’s up with those two? How long have they been together?”
Steve: 👁👄👁
Eddie genuinely thought Robin and Nancy had been together for at least a couple months while he was recovering in hospital (post 4x9 when Eddie does stay alive <3)
That was what prompted him to ask Robin who of course became a stuttering mess the second Nancy was mentioned
“Are you dating Nancy? The Nancy Wheeler?”
“I- what? N-no! I mean… we- maybe we’ve been on a c-couple dates but I dunno if she LIKES me…”
Steve thinks Robin is a Royal idiot but it’s just the useless lesbian gene (affectionate) <3
To say Steve was shocked about it is an understatement and he did get a little weird at first
Cuz maybe he was still struggling with remaining feelings for both of them 💀 mans can’t catch a break
But seeing how robin lit up with Nancy and how quickly they learned to work together under pressure and still become friends in the aftermath made him open to Not Ruining Friendships with them
Robin was a lil scared she would lose her best friend if he found out about her and Nancy cuz like… her whole thing was that her and Steve were NOT together so Nancy didn’t hate her but now they’ve pulled an uno reverse 😭
So even if he got a bit quiet for a couple days (which did cause one (1) meltdown for Robin but she never told him about it) steve did come around because he couldn’t be the reason that their newfound friend group fell apart
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Nancy loves when Robin wears her clothes
She does roll her eyes whenever Robin complains about them being itchy or too tight but over the months her closet changes ever so slightly
Less scratchy fabrics and more cotton whenever she can because she knows Robin prefers it
She even goes out of her way to make sure she has some oversized sweaters that are still preppy but something her girlfriend might wear 🥺
Cuz something about Robin in her sweaters is just so cute
And maybe Robin makes a habit of stealing one particular sweater very often
It’s this colour blocked sweater in shades of blue and Robin always brings it back when the smell of Nancy’s perfume fades from it
And then she’ll promptly steal it again when it smells like her again <3
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I whole heartedly believe in singer/songwriter!robin
She has a cute lil notebook full of lyrics and she’s always carrying it around for when inspiration strikes
There’s quite a few pages dedicated to Nancy from before and after they started dating
But her girlfriend didn’t even know she wrote music or sang because Robin is super shy about it
It was when she started singing along to something Eddie was playing that Nancy was like “holy shit her voice is pretty”
Nancy loves Robin’s voice and hearing her sing really solidified that
And eventually Robin did get comfier and even told Nancy about her songwriting
She never thought it would go anywhere so she always kept it quiet cuz it was just a fun and cathartic thing for her
But on their first anniversary Robin did make her a little mix tape of music that reminded her of Nancy
And the last two songs were ones written about her and sung by Robin <3
If you’re wondering it was Maya’s songs generous heart and hold the sun
She wrote hold the sun when she was realizing she liked Nancy but Nancy still had feelings for Steve and vice versa but thought it documented their journey so she added it
It was truly the one time Robin shared her music with anyone and to say Nancy cried is an understatement
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turboacek-blog · 2 years
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Ash and comfort
Looking at his character
Spoilers for JN117
Ok should start with this, this isn't a major thing just something I think builds on a common thing I've seen during journeys run
So in JN117 after Iris lost to Cynthia Ash checks on her and she lets out her emotions and starts crying with Ash comforting her with his presence and words
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Overall the scene was good no complaints or critiques from me
But I did notice a thing online where people were commenting how awkward it was and that Ash should have hugged Iris or put his hand on her shoulder or something besides just “standing there”
And while a hug or something would have been nice
Ash doesn't do that lol
I really can't think of a time Ash voluntarily hugged one of the girls (or guys)
Like in some of the more emotional times with girls I can't think of a hug
Misty goodbye, he ran off
Misty goodbye Togetic he was just in the back with everyone else letting them have their moment
May lost first contest, no contact but had comments
May lost in the Grand festival I think at most it was a hand on shoulder but also had words
Dawn pit of her depression arc, didn't touch but tried to cheer her up
Dawn goodbye the high five/touch thing
Iris goodbye wasn't very emotional tbh but no contact
Serena, nothing she kissed him lol
Bonnie goodbye again no contact
Lillie goodbye no contact
Lana goodbye no contact
Mallow goodbye no contact
Not saying Ash has never physically touched his friends lol, like he has held hands, held them, etc, especially for anything action related where he goes into hero mode
Like one of the closest thing is that Goh scene that the shippers like lol
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But for people to complain (not all some are just commenting) that Ash didn't hug her just sounds like stuff to complain about as it isn't an Ash thing
And this has been occurring a few times in Journeys, where Ash does something in character but it isn't the more interesting route the story/episode could take or what people think should happen
Yes Ash hugging Iris would of been like 10x more emotional and impactful, even in that scene in my head I was like she needs hug. But Ash doesn't hug lol and I'm fine with that.
Like recently in the masters 8 tournament, people wanted Ash to interact with the other masters 8 as it would be something new unique and etc but in Ash fashion he wants to see the battles in person and that meant watching in the stands with Goh and Hop
And yes the former option would be interesting especially with people like Alain and Iris there, and at this point Goh and now Hop still being unfamiliar gets old but it's still in character of Ash
And again there's been multiple instances like this, whether it's that people think Ash is too dumb in journeys like the looking for data joke, or how he interacts with certain characters doesn't feel right to them, etc
But to me even with the small changes Ash has had in his personality over the years (like he was way more sassy in OS and even AG than currently for example) Ash is still Ash
And I think it's just strange (not necessarily a problem) but people have a certain image of Ash in their head so when he doesn't do something they think he would do it gets these issues. And ties into a conversation about Ash I might save for a different post.
This also ties into the whole is XY Ash the outlier or SM Ash the outlier debate
And not wanting to get too into it but neither are outliers, but XY Ash sacrificed more of his silly side as he was more of the leader and mentor here plus the shonen attributes XY Ash had, not that he didn't have silly moments but everyone would agree Ash was more serious in comparison in XY than the other series. And in SM not really sacrificing the serious side but amplified the silly side of him in comparison to other series as well. And can do this with other series like his sass in OS, dumb moments in BW, and so on
Other factors as well as I could go into the whole Ash feels like a teenager in one series but a kid in another series debate and more
But overall I'm concluding that people have a certain idea of Ash in their head (me included) and it seems Journeys Ash isn't that picture to a lot which gives us this constant complaint on character decisions like how he should comfort Iris
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stacywaters · 11 months
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Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH4 - I’m Not Going
 "Ugh, I'm just so sick of hearing the same music here all the time. I try to play lofi, but it gets repetitive. I try to play mainstream music, but it's too distracting. I need something to fit the cafe's cozy vibe, you know?" I complain to Hoseok.
 He sips on his coffee, "Have you tried just having silence? And not playing music?"
 "I have, but it makes the front of house so uncomfortable. Sometimes a group will stop talking and it's just silent. I don't want it to be awkward!"
 "Hmm," He pauses, thinking through my problem, "Yoongi's actually really good with music. Have you thought about talking through it with him?"
 "No way!" You spit out before you had the time to think. "He'd probably judge me or something... I hardly know him! I'll be fine, I just wanted to rant for a bit."
 Hoseok doesn't seem to be listening, but instead staring at his phone. Scrolling through things before eventually bringing the phone to his ear and talking. Oh gosh, what is he doing now?
 "Hey, Yoongi?"
 "..."
 "Yeah I'm just calling to ask you a favor"
 "...." 
 "Well I'm talking to Y/N right now! It's easier to just call"
 "..."
 "Yeah, she needs new music for her cafe and was wondering if you could help" 
 "No I wasn't! Stop it! I'm not meeting up with him!" You angrily whisper as he continues to ignore you.
 "Great! Then I'll send you the address. How does this Friday sound?" He puts a hand to the phone and whispers to you, "You're free Friday, right?"
 "No, I am not! I'm not going!"
 "Yep she'll be there!" 
 "..."
 "Sounds good." He hangs up the phone and turns to you, smiling.
 "What the hell was that?" you burst out yelling at him.
 "He said he'll be there! He can help you with your problem. Isn't that great?"
 "No. It most certainly is NOT great. I did not agree to this!" you sneered.
 "Why are you so against this? You guys are friends. Unless..." He says.
 "Unless? Unless what?" You say, calming down a little.
 "Do you like Yoongi?" He questions, a smirk forming on his face.
 You pause, breathless. I don't want to lie to him, but I also don't trust he'll keep it a secret. Yes, I like Yoongi, who wouldn't? That doesn't mean I want to go on a 'date' with him and risk completely embarrassing myself. 
 "You do!" He yells out, "You totally do! You paused!" 
 "Fine. I like him. Now what? This whole interaction is just going to be an embarrassing reminder that I'm nowhere near his type and that he will never like me."
 Hoseok just laughs across from you, "I wouldn't be so sure about that."
 "What do you mean?" you ask.
 "Have you seen the way he looks at you? Maybe you aren't around him enough to know, but he doesn't act like that around just anyone."
 "Act like what?" you ask, beginning to feel at least a bit hopeful. Sure, it's not true, but you still enjoy fantasizing a bit.
 "like- smiling and stuff. It took forever to get him to run the shop with me, and he still refuses to talk to the customers. He mainly just puts together the bouquets and writes the poetry on the labels."
 So he's the one that writes those... you think to yourself. "That doesn't mean he likes me, that's just how he acts around friends." You argue. Honestly though, you're just fishing. You want to hear more about how he likes you, even if it isn't true.
 "Ugh. I'm done trying to convince you, Y/N. If you don't believe me, fine, but you are going to that date this Friday."
 "Where even is it?"
 " _____ Restaurant." He informs you. 
[AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry I don't know what to call the restaurant ._. just name it whatever you want]
 "WHAT? THAT PLACE IS SO FANCY, AND EXPENSIVE?? I CAN'T AFFORD THAT." You yell.
 "Don't worry, Yoongi will pay." He says.
 "I don't want that! What if he can't afford it either? I'm sure you don't make that much money running a flower shop."
 "Are you calling us poor?"
 "No no, and it's fine if you are it's just... I don't want to put him in an uncomfortable position."
 "Don't worry about that Y/N. Just be there this Friday, and have a good time! You never know what could happen..." He smiles suspiciously.
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ohifonlyx33 · 1 year
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mixed feelings about deflagration. I'm not usually one to complain about an episode, but I was underwhelmed and even a little irked...
sorry if that bums you out. in fact, you may not want to read this list past #1 (which is objectively funny).
So we all agree we have severe psychological trauma from Gabriel's.... whatever that was?
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2. Zoe I tried to give you a chance even after your botched introduction as Chloe's secret sister... but honestly just leave. I hope she does go back to New York. When she was little more than a character model standing next to Chloe, I could be indifferent... I could tolerate her... But the more they focus on her, the less I like her... If I didn't love Adrien and Marinette so much, she might just be awful enough to kill my interest in the show. :(
3. I didn't exactly think Gabriel's plan made perfect sense (why akumatize anyone at all? Just follow them home or something), but liked the general direction of the plot and the raised stakes of almost losing.
4. The way the underground movement kicked in and the teamwork was nice... but they defeated Monarch way too easily. Every other time Gabe gets his hands on even one of the two, it's been game over. Respect to Tikki and Plagg, but you're telling me they couldn't resist in Ephemeral?
5. Genuinely sad when Adrien is sad. :( He missed having Plagg as a friend. Love him as the protective BF and love that he got to take the Ladybug earrings from his father. :)
6. Adrienette is still so cute, but honestly... Marinette has a problem. Wait. Listen. I'm not one to say she's never allowed to be cringey and neurotic. Cringe is part of her character and I love her for it and despite it. Heck, I consider myself cringe in various ways.. So I'm not here to blame her for being awkward or clumsy or whatever else... I can even forgive her statue scene... But this is a whole different ballgame. She's acting downright terrified of Adrien (I get there is some trauma there, but TBH Chat Blanc was way worse or at least equally as bad, and she managed that fear way better... she even let herself fall for Chat Noir, take his hand, and kiss him on the lips despite the trauma of Chat Blanc... I just don't totally understand the inconsistency). And okay, it's fine if she's nervous around him and awkward and not ready to hold hands or say ILY... but then don't keep forcing yourself to do those things. It just looks way worse when you try to force it, and can't. Like, girl... I know you want to hold his hand, but if you feel yourself freezing up... just don't force yourself. If it freaks you out so much just apologize and say you're not ready. Tell him you didn't wash your hands or something ridiculous. Just... Read your body signals. That's all.
7. Not enough Ladynoir fallout. Not enough questioning what happened there. Seriously? Hoping this is addressed more later... but not likely.
8. Alya and Nino was sweet and they handled that well 🥰
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drdelphinecormigay · 2 years
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do you have any cute hcs? miss them so much!
Oh my goodness how was this ask 11 days ago, I’ve been putting it off until I actually had time to sit down and think about it! Which, luckily, now I do, so here goes! (These are all vaguely canon compliant bits of fluff bc I’ve missed them but obviously pls prompt me for anything more specific if you want!)
- The first time Arizona stayed over at Callie’s place, she woke up first and so got up to make them coffee. As far as Callie was aware, she’d picked the mugs at random - a dark brown stoneware mug with copper tones running throughout it for Callie, and a white mug with red swirled patterns on it for herself. Both mugs had been gifted and though they were nice, Callie rarely used them as she had a tendency to just grab whatever was in the front of the cupboard without looking, and they had resided in the back. But the next time Arizona stayed over, she used the same two mugs again, and then it sort of just became a subconscious thing - the brown one was Callie’s and the red one was Arizona’s. It wasn’t until they’d been together for well over a year that Callie actually thought to ask whether there was any reason to Arizona’s mug choices, and to her delight she watched her gf get all flushed and awkward. After a bit of prodding, she admitted that she’d chosen the brown one for Callie bc the colours reminded her of her eyes and the way that they sparkled when she smiled, and she’d chosen the red one for herself bc it reminded her of the pattern on Callie’s scrub cap.
- Arizona finds watching Callie re-locate someone’s dislocated joint incredibly hot. And she knows she really shouldn’t bc like, that’s a person yelping in pain. But she’s not watching the person, she’s watching her gf(/wife) braced on a table aggressively yet also skilfully yanking someone’s leg/arm/hip about, with that look of concentration on her face, and she can literally see her strength as she does it, and damn Arizona always finds herself exiting the room with an incredibly inappropriate flush on her cheeks.
- Arizona loves the beach - she’d talked about this many times, but it wasn’t until the first summer of their relationship came around that they actually managed to go. And then Callie also learnt that Arizona, being pale, burns really easily. Like, they made it home and though she’d sworn she’d topped up her suncream (Callie wasn’t so sure as she only recalled watching her do it once and knew she’d remember if she’d seen her gf rubbing lotion on herself a second time), she came home looking like a tomato. And though Arizona’s pouty face and bright pink nose was very cute, the whole ‘risk of skin cancer’ thing was not. And so, for the rest of the summer (and all of the summers after that), Callie carried around an emergency bottle of factor 50, for ‘just in case’. (Arizona complained that she wasn’t a child and didn’t need someone else to carry suncream around for her, but by the end of the first summer, she was halfway through the second ‘emergency bottle’)
- Arizona thinks that Callie’s thing for rock music whilst she is operating is both adorable and hilarious. Like, she finds it so amusing to sit in the gallery and watch Callie’s head bopping to the music whilst she is literally cranking a clamp into someone’s leg. But at the same time she thinks it is absolutely ridiculous. Like, on more than one occasion Callie has got a nurse to put it on when they’re operating together on a child, and every time Arizona lasts maximum five minutes before feeling like she’s going to snap, and no amount of watching Callie look all focused and happy is enough to prevent it. Once, she yelled at someone to switch it off, and the weird mix of angry confusion and kicked puppy-style expression on Callie’s face was enough to make her feel extremely guilty. It wasn’t great. Eventually they had talked about it, and they had agreed on a light quiet background music when the surgery was straightforward, and silence if it was more complicated. Arizona preferred silence all of the time, but she knew it made Callie happy, so she’d make do. As long as there weren’t too many heavy guitar solos.
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neil-gaiman · 3 years
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How Did you come up with the first eve in the story about adams wives? I haven’t been able to find anything about her after I read it and I want to know if she’s an actual biblical character or just someone you made
She's from the Midrash. I learned about her as a 12 year old, from my barmitzvah teacher. There was a point in there, long after I'd put her into Sandman, where I was starting to think I'd imagined her, when I ran across her in Robert Graves's Hebrew Myths....
Excerpt from: The Hebrew Myths by Robert Graves and Raphael Patai (New York:  Doubleday, 1964), pp 65-69
Chapter 10: Adam's Helpmeets
(a) Having decided to give Adam a helpmeet lest he should be alone of his kind, God put him into a deep sleep, removed one of his ribs, formed it into a woman, and closed up the wound, Adam awoke and said: 'This being shall be named "Woman", because she has been taken out of man. A man and a woman shall be one flesh.' The title he gave her was Eve, 'the Mother of All Living''. [1]
(b) Some say that God created man and woman in His own image on the Sixth Day, giving them charge over the world; [2]  but that Eve did not yet exist. Now, God had set Adam to name every beast, bird and other living thing. When they passed before him in pairs, male and female, Adam-being already like a twenty-year-old man-felt jealous of their loves, and though he tried coupling with each female in turn, found no satisfaction in the act. He therefore cried: 'Every creature but I has a proper mate', and prayed God would remedy this injustice. [3]
(c) God then formed Lilith, the first woman, just as He had formed Adam, except that He used filth and sediment instead of pure dust. From Adam's union with this demoness, and with another like her named Naamah, Tubal Cain's sister, sprang Asmodeus and innumerable demons that still plague mankind. Many generations later, Lilith and Naamah came to Solomon's judgement seat, disguised as harlots of Jerusalem'. [4]
(d) Adam and Lilith never found peace together; for when he wished to lie with her, she took offence at the recumbent posture he demanded. 'Why must I lie beneath you?' she asked. 'I also was made from dust, and am therefore your equal.' Because Adam tried to compel her obedience by force, Lilith, in a rage, uttered the magic name of God, rose into the air and left him.
Adam complained to God: 'I have been deserted by my helpmeet' God at once sent the angels Senoy, Sansenoy and Semangelof to fetch Lilith back. They found her beside the Red Sea, a region abounding in lascivious demons, to whom she bore lilim at the rate of more than one hundred a day. 'Return to Adam without delay,' the angels said, `or we will drown you!' Lilith asked: `How can I return to Adam and live like an honest housewife, after my stay beside the Red Sea?? 'It will be death to refuse!' they answered. `How can I die,' Lilith asked again, `when God has ordered me to take charge of all newborn children: boys up to the eighth day of life, that of circumcision; girls up to the twentieth day. None the less, if ever I see your three names or likenesses displayed in an amulet above a newborn child, I promise to spare it.' To this they agreed; but God punished Lilith by making one hundred of her demon children perish daily; [5] and if she could not destroy a human infant, because of the angelic amulet, she would spitefully turn against her own. [6]
(e) Some say that Lilith ruled as queen in Zmargad, and again in Sheba; and was the demoness who destroyed job's sons. [7] Yet she escaped the curse of death which overtook Adam, since they had parted long before the Fall. Lilith and Naamah not only strangle infants but also seduce dreaming men, any one of whom, sleeping alone, may become their victim. [8]
(f) Undismayed by His failure to give Adam a suitable helpmeet, God tried again, and let him watch while he built up a woman's anatomy: using bones, tissues, muscles, blood and glandular secretions, then covering the whole with skin and adding tufts of hair in places. The sight caused Adam such disgust that even when this woman, the First Eve, stood there in her full beauty, he felt an invincible repugnance. God knew that He had failed once more, and took the First Eve away. Where she went, nobody knows for certain. [9]
(g) God tried a third time, and acted more circumspectly. Having taken a rib from Adam's side in his sleep, He formed it into a woman; then plaited her hair and adorned her, like a bride, with twenty-four pieces of jewellery, before waking him. Adam was entranced. [10]
(h) Some say that God created Eve not from Adam's rib, but from a tail ending in a sting which had been part of his body. God cut this off, and the stump-now a useless coccyx-is still carried by Adam's descendants. [11]
(i) Others say that God's original thought had been to create two human beings, male and female; but instead He designed a single one with a male face looking forward, and a female face looking back. Again He changed His mind, removed Adam's backward-looking face, and built a woman's body for it. [12]
(j) Still others hold that Adam was originally created as an androgyne of male and female bodies joined back to back. Since this posture made locomotion difficult, and conversation awkward, God divided the androgyne and gave each half a new rear. These separate beings He placed in Eden, forbidding them to couple. [13]
Notes on sources:
1. Genesis II. 18-25; III. 20.
2. Genesis I. 26-28.
3. Gen. Rab. 17.4; B. Yebamot 632.
4. Yalqut Reubeni ad. Gen. II. 21; IV. 8.
5. Alpha Beta diBen Sira, 47; Gaster, MGWJ, 29 (1880), 553 ff.
6. Num. Rab. 16.25.
7. Targum ad job 1. 15.
8. B. Shabbat 151b; Ginzberg, LJ, V. 147-48.
9. Gen. Rab. 158, 163-64; Mid. Abkir 133, 135; Abot diR. Nathan 24; B. Sanhedrin 39a.
10. Gen. II. 21-22; Gen. Rab. 161.
11. Gen. Rab. 134; B. Erubin 18a.
12. B. Erubin 18a.
13. Gen. Rab. 55; Lev. Rab. 14.1: Abot diR. Nathan 1.8; B. Berakhot 61a; B. Erubin 18a; Tanhuma Tazri'a 1; Yalchut Gen. 20; Tanh. Buber iii.33; Mid. Tehillim 139, 529.
Authors’ Comments on the Myth:
1. The tradition that man's first sexual intercourse was with animals, not women, may be due to the widely spread practice of bestiality among herdsmen of the Middle East, which is still condoned by custom, although figuring three times in the Pentateuch as a capital crime. In the Akkadian Gilgamesh Epic, Enkidu is said to have lived with gazelles and jostled other wild beasts at the watering place, until civilized by Aruru's priestess. Having enjoyed her embraces for six days and seven nights, he wished to rejoin the wild beasts but, to his surprise, they fled from him. Enkidu then knew that he had gained understanding, and the priestess said: 'Thou art wise, Enkidu, like unto a godl'
2. Primeval man was held by the Babylonians to have been androgynous. Thus the Gilgamesh Epic gives Enkidu androgynous features: `the hair of his head like a woman's, with locks that sprout like those of Nisaba, the Grain-goddess.' The Hebrew tradition evidently derives from Greek sources, because both terms used in a Tannaitic midrash to describe the bisexual Adam are Greek: androgynos, 'man-woman', and diprosopon, 'twofaced'. Philo of Alexandria, the Hellenistic philosopher and commentator on the Bible, contemporary with Jesus, held that man was at first bisexual; so did the Gnostics. This belief is clearly borrowed from Plato. Yet the myth of two bodies placed back to back may well have been founded on observation of Siamese twins, which are sometimes joined in this awkward manner. The two-faced Adam appears to be a fancy derived from coins or statues of Janus, the Roman New Year god.
3. Divergences between the Creation myths of Genesis r and n, which allow Lilith to be presumed as Adam's first mate, result from a careless weaving together of an early Judaean and a late priestly tradition. The older version contains the rib incident. Lilith typifies the Anath-worshipping Canaanite women, who were permitted pre-nuptial promiscuity. Time after time the prophets denounced Israelite women for following Canaanite practices; at first, apparently, with the priests' approval-since their habit of dedicating to God the fees thus earned is expressly forbidden in Deuteronomy xxIII. I8. Lilith's flight to the Red Sea recalls the ancient Hebrew view that water attracts demons. 'Tortured and rebellious demons' also found safe harbourage in Egypt. Thus Asmodeus, who had strangled Sarah's first six husbands, fled 'to the uttermost parts of Egypt' (Tobit viii. 3), when Tobias burned the heart and liver of a fish on their wedding night.
4. Lilith's bargain with the angels has its ritual counterpart in an apotropaic rite once performed in many Jewish communities. To protect the newborn child against Lilith-and especially a male, until he could be permanently safeguarded by circumcision-a ring was drawn with natron, or charcoal, on the wall of the birthroom, and inside it were written the words: 'Adam and Eve. Out, Lilith!' Also the names Senoy, Sansenoy and Semangelof (meanings uncertain) were inscribed on the door. If Lilith nevertheless succeeded in approaching the child and fondling him, he would laugh in his sleep. To avert danger, it was held wise to strike the sleeping child's lips with one finger-whereupon Lilith would vanish.
5. 'Lilith' is usually derived from the Babylonian-Assyrian word lilitu, ,a female demon, or wind-spirit'-one of a triad mentioned in Babylonian spells. But she appears earlier as 'Lillake' on a 2000 B.G. Sumerian tablet from Ur containing the tale of Gilgamesh and the Willow Tree. There she is a demoness dwelling in the trunk of a willow-tree tended by the Goddess Inanna (Anath) on the banks of the Euphrates. Popular Hebrew etymology seems to have derived 'Lilith' from layil, 'night'; and she therefore often appears as a hairy night-monster, as she also does in Arabian folklore. Solomon suspected the Queen of Sheba of being Lilith, because she had hairy legs. His judgement on the two harlots is recorded in I Kings III. 16 ff. According to Isaiah xxxiv. I4-I5, Lilith dwells among the desolate ruins in the Edomite Desert where satyrs (se'ir), reems, pelicans, owls, jackals, ostriches, arrow-snakes and kites keep her company.
6. Lilith's children are called lilim. In the Targum Yerushalmi, the priestly blessing of Numbers vi. 26 becomes: 'The Lord bless thee in all thy doings, and preserve thee from the Lilim!' The fourth-century A.D. commentator Hieronymus identified Lilith with the Greek Lamia, a Libyan queen deserted by Zeus, whom his wife Hera robbed of her children. She took revenge by robbing other women of theirs.
7. The Lamiae, who seduced sleeping men, sucked their blood and ate their flesh, as Lilith and her fellow-demonesses did, were also known as Empusae, 'forcers-in'; or Mormolyceia, 'frightening wolves'; and described as 'Children of Hecate'. A Hellenistic relief shows a naked Lamia straddling a traveller asleep on his back. It is characteristic of civilizations where women are treated as chattels that they must adopt the recumbent posture during intercourse, which Lilith refused. That Greek witches who worshipped Hecate favoured the superior posture, we know from Apuleius; and it occurs in early Sumerian representations of the sexual act, though not in the Hittite. Malinowski writes that Melanesian girls ridicule what they call `the missionary position', which demands that they should lie passive and recumbent.
8. Naamah, 'pleasant', is explained as meaning that 'the demoness sang pleasant songs to idols'. Zmargad suggest smaragdos, the semi-precious aquamarine; and may therefore be her submarine dwelling. A demon named Smaragos occurs in the Homeric Epigrams.
9. Eve's creation by God from Adam's rib-a myth establishing male supremacy and disguising Eve's divinity-lacks parallels in Mediterranean or early Middle-Eastern myth. The story perhaps derives iconotropically from an ancient relief, or painting, which showed the naked Goddess Anath poised in the air, watching her lover Mot murder his twin Aliyan; Mot (mistaken by the mythographer for Yahweh) was driving a curved dagger under Aliyan's fifth rib, not removing a sixth one. The familiar story is helped by a hidden pun on tsela, the Hebrew for 'rib': Eve, though designed to be Adam's helpmeet, proved to be a tsela, a 'stumbling', or 'misfortune'. Eve's formation from Adam's tail is an even more damaging myth; perhaps suggested by the birth of a child with a vestigial tail instead of a coccyx-a not infrequent occurrence.
10. The story of Lilith's escape to the East and of Adam's subsequent marriage to Eve may, however, record an early historical incident: nomad herdsmen, admitted into Lilith's Canaanite queendom as guests (see 16. 1), suddenly seize power and, when the royal household thereupon flees, occupy a second queendom which owes allegiance to the Hittite Goddess Heba.
The meaning of 'Eve' is disputed. Hawwah is explained in Genesis III. 20 as 'mother of all living'; but this may well be a Hebraicized form of the divine name Heba, Hebat, Khebat or Khiba. This goddess, wife of the Hittite Storm-god, is shown riding a lion in a rock-sculpture at Hattusaswhich equates her with Anath-and appears as a form of Ishtar in Hurrian texts. She was worshipped at Jerusalem (see 27. 6). Her Greek name was Hebe, Heracles's goddess-wife.
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hello!! c: I loved prompt 18 and so I was wondering if you could write something with childe, diluc and kaeya ​​(separately) where your s/o is very excited for the date that was arranged, the reader gets dressed and puts on his/her best clothes, but then after waiting a long time for her partner, she realizes that he won't show up. Maybe after returning home find the character sleeping or doing something else? angst/hurt with comfort attempt pls? 😭
When he stands you up, and then apologizes
summary: you had both agreed to this date, you even planned it on advance so that it wouldn't interfere with his schedule together! ...so why isn't he here? includes: childe (19 bullet points), diluc (21 bullet points), kaeya (19 bullet points) format: bulletted headcanons + small dialogues warnings: reader being stood up, also i think this turned out to be really gender neutral? i think i didn't really use gendered words... thank you for your request! i hope you like it >< i'm still not very good at writing kaeya, so i hope this was okay;;
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Diluc
Truth be told, you were already expecting this to happen. Deep down.
But that didn't make it hurt any less.
You both had planned it with months of anticipation, too. He promised you he'd be here.
But here you were, coming back home after being stood up. You had waited for him for hours, and he never showed up.
So you were back at the winery, and he wasn't even there. The maids told you he had to attend... some business outside.
Just great, you thought as you entered your shared, empty room and put on some more comfortable clothing. He forgot about it.
When Diluc gets home late at night and goes to your room, he's greeted with you snacking on some cookies and reading a novel.
"Love?" "Oh, you're finally home. Hi."
Diluc feels guilty. The reason why he hadn't gone to your date was because he had received yet another threatening letter from the abyss order and had to take care of that as soon as possible.
It really wasn't his intention to stand you up!
Even if you know about his vigilante duties, he feels hesitant on telling you this.
He feels like it sounds like an excuse even if it isn't and he has proof.
So he kneels down next to the bed while you keep giving him the cold shoulder, hurt, yet trying not to show it to him.
"I'm sorry, love. I really am. I promise you this will be the last time something like this happens. Please let me make it up to you."
And making it up he does.
For the rest of the month, he clears his schedule as much as possible to spend time with you.
Whatever you want to get or do, he will get or do.
You want to eat your favorite cake? He'll get the maids to bake it for you.
You want to visit Liyue, you say? He can take you there and get you anything that catches your attention, from a simple dish to the most expensive of jewerly and outfits you could want.
He's awkward with his words, but even then he tries for you and tells you how precious you are to him, how much he loves you and how sorry he still is he sometimes can't spoil you and spend time with you how you deserve.
More than anything, though, he spends quality time with you and does acts of service for you besides the multiple gifts (since you probably rejected a lot of his offers to get you things). That's how he tries to make it all up to you.
He promises he'll be more careful from now on.
And he kept that promise, since in the next big date you organized, he was there an hour early with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, waiting for you.
You were never stood up again.
Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax
Normally, you wouldn't blame him or be too hurt when this kind of thing happens.
You understand he has a very important position within the Fatui and that means he can be sent on important, urgent missions at any time and he can't complain or go against his orders.
You respect his work, you get it and all.
But this time what hurt you the most wasn't being stood up, it was the fact that he didn't show up the next day, or the next, or the next, or the next after that.
He practically disappeared for two months without any notice and without sending any kind of letter or message.
A lot of the usual agents you'd see working at the bank and you knew worked under his command weren't there, and the few who were had no clue where he went.
You were both angry, hurt and worried sick.
You waited, and waited, and kept on waiting.
And the night he finally came back home, fortunately unharmed, you literally tackled him with a hug with tears in your eyes.
"Uwah, you missed me that much~? Wait- it's not the time for this! I'm- I'm sorry, alright? I'm sorry I couldn't go to our date that day, it really wasn't my intention to-" "S-shut up! I- Do you know how worried I was?!"
He was thinking about your date the whole time he was away on that long, long mission.
Ajax can be a lot of things, most of which are bad things, but he would NEVER break a promise.
So he feels extremely guilty for breaking that one promise he had with you :(
If you thought Diluc could start to get overwhelming with gifts and attention, you have yet to see what Childe is willing to do to earn your forgiveness.
You WILL be treated like royalty, whether you want to or not.
He will spoil you rotten with everything he can. Food, gifts, travels, physical affection, adventures, theatre plays, concerts, art works, books-
Say the word and he will give you whatever you want. No need to hold back! He loves spoiling you, don't feel guilty for anything.
Hell, he would even let you beat him up without defending himself if you were really that mad at him.
"Okay, do you remember what we say in Snezhnaya about pinkie promises? If we break one, we can be thrown in the ice. Do you want us to go to Dragonspine so you can throw me in the ice or something?!" "A-ajax, we don't need to go that far!!" Or maybe you do, hmm...
Overall he's very apologetic and feels a bit disappointed in himself.
He never wants to break your trust, so he will make sure this won't happen again!
Kaeya
The Cavalry Captain is a very busy person, even if it sometimes doesn't look like it.
You know it, you've known it from the very start.
But it doesn't make it any less humilliating or painful to leave on your own after waiting for him for hours just for him not to show up at all.
You go back home and, after having cried for a while, you go to sleep on your own, locking the door from inside and keeping the key with you.
So when Kaeya went back home, he couldn't enter the room to sleep.
This man literally forgot about your date, sorry.
He just got so busy early in the day- he was practically overworked the entire day and couldn't get out to go to your date.
In fact, he was so tired at the moment that he feel asleep the moment he sat down on the couch.
So the apology would wait until tomorrow, when you would finally get out from the room to have breakfast.
You saw no glimpse of him, and assumed he just wasn't home right now.
But as you were making breakfast for yourself, he appeared seemingly out of nowhere and hugged you from behind.
"Hello there, darling... I'm sorry for yesterday, I suddenly got all this work piled upon me. I know, I know it sounds like an excuse but I swear it isn't. I'm just- I'm sorry, sweetheart, I really am."
He goes on to explain everything that happened to him the day before and apoogize over and over again.
He feels so sorry :( He was so stressed and overworked, it really just skipped over his head.
He asks you how would you want him to make it up to you.
He will do about everything you want, no matter what it is.
He, too, would let you hit him for a while if you were feeling mad enough to do it.
He's going to be practically glued to you for the rest of the week- or even the next month if he can!!
He will get very touchy and vocal about it too... Overall, Kaeya is going to be really clingy with you.
You might need to tell him to stop if it gets overwhelming, otherwise, he's going to keep on doing it!
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