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jennagrinsoverml · 10 months

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Heyaaaa

Could you gimme some fic recs where Marinette works as a fashion designer and where we get a description of her work life?

Somewhat like The Other You; Satisfaction Brought It Back and Chasing the C/h/atwalk.

Thank you!

(Feel free to ignore if you don't want to, it's cool with me!!)

PS I love love love love love your fic recs <3

Oh, this is a tough ask to answer! A lot of the fics that focus on that aspect don't actually tag for it, and a lot of the fics that are tagged Designer Marinette Dupain-Cheng don't go into it in a lot of detail. (And sometimes fics did focus on that aspect, but I just wasn't feeling it and DNF.) Sorry if this rec list isn't long enough/you've already read these fics. But hopefully you are able to enjoy these!

be your july by Reiaji

Two years after leaving home, Adrien has a room, a loving found family, and a thankless job with Audrey Bourgeois, the only figure in fashion with enough clout to bypass his father’s blacklisting.

He also has a zero percent success rate when it comes to courting Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Audrey’s relentlessly brilliant protégé.

With two miraculouses in the mix, it all gets a little complicated.

Multi-chapter. This fic is a canon divergence where Marinette went to New York in Style Queen and Adrien leaves home/Gabriel when he’s legally able. This is after she’s returned and they’re both adults here. The love square has always been reversed, and each chapter focuses on a different side of the new square, showing how these changes have impacted the different dynamics. It’s absolutely gorgeous, and the way Adrien is so earnest and heartbreakingly insecure shapes the story and hurts in the best way. Also the identity hijinks asdfghjkl

Madame Snare by jettiebettie

“Sounds like a lot of work for nothing. She should take this as a sign to have a relaxing weekend with no responsibilities.”

“It's a lot of work she put her whole heart into. It wouldn't be right for it to go to waste,” Adrien whispers to him. The look on Marinette's face is enough to cause Adrien's own heart to ache. If anyone deserves the satisfaction and pride from a job well done, it's her.

“Too bad there isn't anyone else who can walk in those death traps,” Plagg says. Adrien hums in thought, tapping his chin.

“I could.”

One-shot. Chat Noir steps in to model for Marinette when her model has to drop out at the last second. This one is fun and full of romantic tension and just really well done. And, as Marinette's participating in a design competition/fashion show, we get to see that designer side!

The following fic is amazing and absolutely worth reading, but does feature sexual content, so minors beware.

Sommeil by @ao3bronte

She’d noticed the bags beneath his eyes even with the mask over his skin and had asked occasionally how he was feeling and it was always the same response. ‘I’m fine,’ he’d say, ‘I just didn’t sleep much,’ he’d say, ‘I’m just such a party animal,’ he’d say. She’d always let it slide in the past because she’s his partner and friend, not his mother, but it’s kind of getting to the point where something has to be done.

He yawns too often to be sleeping properly.

He smiles too much to be happy.

A MariChat Story

Multi-chapter. This fic is absolutely amazing! Marinette's development as a designer definitely gets a lot of showcasing and, as I recall, she and Chat bond over design. The relationship development is among the best I’ve read. This fic is definitely worth a read!

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml fic recs #ml fic rec #ml love square #marichat #designer marinette #jennarecsml

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yeet-me-off-mount-taigetos · 4 years

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LUTHER

at the Canadian border if you choose to sacrifice Luther to let Alice and Kara across the border he holds a gun to Alice's head and says goodbye to her then the guards shoot him AND HE'S CRYING AND HIS FACE IS FULL OF SORROW AND I FUCKING CRIED BECAUSE THAT SCENE IS BEAUTIFUL AND HEARTBREAKING AND I LOVE LUTHER ALICE DESERVES HIM AND SO DOES KARA HE'S AN ABSOLUTE ANGEL

#dbh #detroit: become human #luther #dbh luther #alice #dbh alice #kara #dbh kara #look at his smile he's happy for his family he's the best asdfghjkl

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mah-gah-lee · 3 years

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You’re such a bitch - (Charlie Gillespie x reader)

Word Count: 2486 Request: no, again @jatpsmut inspired me with his fic “What Happens in Hawaii Stays in Hawaii - Charlie Gillespie x Reader (SMUT - 18+)”. I asked her if I could use the Hawaii idea and now I am writing this!

However, some details change from the original fic:

“Charlie and y/n haven't been best friends since they were kids, but from the first season of jatp. y/n is an additional actor on Julie and the Phantoms, also a dancer. Charlie didn't confess his feelings to y/n in Hawaii.

The only thing I got from the idea of @jatpsmut is the fact that something happened in Hawaii. So thank you to her for writing this incredible fic, without it this could not happen Summary: You and Charlie were best friends and roommates in LA. One evening, you heard it with a girl, the next morning, everything is awkward, bitchy and everything changes. Warnings: mention of sexual activities - language disclaimer: I don't know Charlie or his family personally or what his life is like. All you will read in this "x reader" is from my imagination. My point is not to invade Charlie's privacy. I don't want to offend him or offend anybody else in his life (family, potential girlfriend…). All of this is not the reality

Tagged: @asdfghjkl-fanfics @standingtalllove @lukeys-giggle @happinessinthedarkesttimes if you want to be tagged in my next fic let me know !

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You try to focus on the TV show you were watching, but obviously your roommate had company. And that company was way too loud in your opinion. You were rolling your eyes in annoyance when suddenly your phone vibrates, displaying the blonde head of your second best friend. If there was one thing you miss since you came back to live to Los Angeles, it was obviously living with this sarcastic character. Vancouver seemed so far away to you. You picked up your phone and Owen's face appeared.

“Hi sweetie.” Owen told you with a smile “Oh, hey… Why that face?” he clearly noticed your annoyance. "Hi O." you said before complaining "Ugh, I miss living with you in Vancouver so much" "Yeah me too. We had so much fun. But hey, I'm sure we'll have a season two." "I hope so much"

You were an extra cast member on Julie and the Phantoms, you also were a dancer on the first season, just as Tori. You wished so much Owen was right about Jatp season 2 renew but Netflix seemed to enjoy making you patient. But the coronavirus had also literally messed up all your plans. However, you were angry, some series came out long after yours and got renewed while yours stayed on hold. It was clear that fans of the series as much as you were just waiting for the renewal of season two.

A moan came out of Charlie's bedroom with the sound of a bouncing mattress, you rolled your eyes again, groaning with a sort of anger.

"Jesus Christ ..." you complained "Wait, y/n, what's that sound?" “You know what I miss most about living with you in Vancouver O’? Rule #3. " “Rule #3? Rule #3" he seemed to think about what you said when he finally realized "Oh ... Oh! Rule #3! Wait.. Oh my God! Is Charlie being with a chick right now? ” He asked you with stupefaction. "Oh I wish you were wrong"

A laugh came out from you best friend mouth and you gave him a killer look through the screen, making him laugh harder. When you were in Vancouver, living with two boys forced you to set limits and rules for living. The first was; everyone cleans up their own mess. Second, the housework takes turns. Third rule: no one-night stand allowed in the flat. Surprisingly as it may seem, this rule had been followed very well by everyone. But at the same time, the boys' schedules really didn't make time to bring anyone home, and then after all, they were professional. But as soon as Charlie returned from his parents' quarantine, he forgot the existence of this rule, as if it did not apply to Los Angeles. It wasn't like he brought a different girl home every night, or even every month. It might have been the second or third time since you had moved in. But this situation embarrassed you more than you might have thought.

“Owen, don't make fun of me. I've been hearing them for about an hour now. " "Poor you. Now you understand how I felt in Hawaii" he smirked at you. "Wait, what did you say?" you asked him, in shocked. "Oh please y/n ... you heard me clearly"

Of course, you had heard what he said, but you were in shock at the revelation, so you needed confirmation. This story was supposed to be a secret between you and Charlie. The fact that Owen mentioned it could only assume two things.

"Did you hear us in Hawaii?" “I was in the room next door! Of course, I heard you. It's not like you and Charlie are the quietest couple ever having sex ... " "It seems Charlie is the loudest one…" you said, referring to your best friend having sex in the next bedroom. "Oh darling please, I can remind you of what you said that night. You two gave me nightmares." "Please don't. I feel so embarrassed right now"

Last year you went to Hawaii with several cast members and Kenny. A booking error forced you to share a bed with Charlie. It seemed that sleeping with a girl seemed more adequate than two boys sleeping in the same bed. Charlie and Owen had avoided that possibility the second the problem had arisen. One thing leading to another, after a few strong cocktails, you and the dark-haired boy had ended up having a horny night. The shame caused the next day made you both never talk about it again and "what happened in Hawaii will stay in Hawaii". You didn’t know that Owen heard you and it seems that boy can keep a secret for so long now.

The problem was that that night you realized that you felt more than an attraction to your roommate. It went beyond friendship or mere sexual tension at the sight of this Canadian. You wanted every aspect of what you might have experienced with Charlie and more: the laughs, the funny times, the lots of talking, the quiet times watching a movie or just playing Nintendo Switch, the sex. But you also wanted the PDAs, the feelings, just being with him like his girlfriend. But the actor was totally oblivious to your feelings for him, and you didn't even want to try to make him understand it on his own. You just created a shell for yourself and buried your feelings deep within yourself.

“I don’t understand y/n. Why didn’t you tell him your feeling?” “Because I know he doesn’t love me back, O.” “Oh come on! You two are the most stubborn people I ever met!”

Again, for the third time tonight, you've rolled your eyes. You were pretty sure Charlie didn't feel the same way you did. Since Hawaii, neither of you had stepped forward towards each other, but sometimes your behaviors showed that you were more than friends. Another moan was heard from Charlie’s room and Owen's face on the screen was memorable. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were red.

"Okay, y/n. I'm sorry but I don't want to keep talking to you and hear my other best friend hooking up at the same time ..."

You laughed and he hung up the phone not forgetting to say goodbye. You tried to focus on your screen again, your headphones being way too far away for you to catch them. Minutes later you finally heard the distinctive sound of Charlie's orgasm and knew you were finally going to be able to sleep.

…

The next morning you woke up with a high level of fatigue. You casually walk to the kitchen to make coffee. While you were pouring yourself a cup of this much-desired black liquid, a person entered the kitchen.

"Who the fuck are you?"

You raised an eyebrow, bringing your mug to your lips. The girl looked at you with a disgusted face.

"Roommate, darling. Not nice to meet you." "Why the hell are you wearing his shirt?"

A smirk appears on your lips, far too happy that she asked the question. When you were in Vancouver, it wasn't surprising to see you wearing the boys' t-shirts, although you had a preference for Charlie's, there were times when you wore Owen's. The boys never complained about this mania and you had to continue when you moved to Los Angeles with Charlie. The scene was pretty funny, you were there drinking your coffee in a t-shirt borrowed from your roommate while his conquest from last night stared at you in disgust, decked out in another Charlie t-shirt. You took a look at the Looney Tunes t-shirt you were wearing and just shrug your shoulders.

“Old habits.” You simply said. "Yeah, you're gonna have to break this habit."

You laughed disdainfully. You didn't like this girl. Not because it was the conquest of your best friend for whom you had blatant romantic feelings. But rather because she had this condescension and believed that spending a night with Charlie gave her every right.

"What makes you think that, sweetie?"

You leaned against the kitchen counter, your posture offhand, a smirk on your lips. You weren't used to being such a bitch, but the girl in front of you pissed you off. And it was only nine in the morning.

"Well, hello, I spent the night with Charlie." "Oh yeah sure, but that doesn't mean you're dating him." "Charlie is a great guy"

She wasn't wrong. Charlie wasn't heartbroken but he was still human and a twenty-two-year-old boy. Just looking at her you knew your best friend hadn't chosen her for a serious relationship with her. The little conversation you were having with her now confirmed that he couldn't date her. Another smirk spread across your lips as she looked at you with disdain again.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? You are nowhere near his level" she said to you

This time, you couldn't help but laugh sarcastically. Yeah, she really pissed you off. Physically, she was everything Charlie didn't like about a potential girlfriend: big breasts, much bigger than him, slightly shallow. Oh but she had a fucking ass and maybe that was why he had chosen her. Her whole body reflected Charlie's choice for a one-night stand, but not the ideal girlfriend.

"Oh honey, I'm nobody, but neither are you. Listen. You were just a one-night stand and me? Me, I'll still be here in his apartment with his t-shirts on when he brings you home, telling you that it was cool but that it will not go further. I will always be there ... "

Charlie woke up and headed straight for the kitchen. He greeted her conquest with a nod, giving her a hello. Instinctively, he approached you and put his hand on your waist before placing a soft kiss on your cheek. Charlie was tactile, it was his language of love. You couldn't help but smirk at the girl, giving her a victorious look. The actor looked at your outfit and a smile appeared on his lips.

"So that's where it was! I thought I lost it in the Galapagos." he was referring to his looney tunes t-shirt

Your attention fell on Charlie and you smiled happily at him. You cheekily handed your cup of coffee.

"Coffee?" "Hell, yeah"

He grabbed your cup and took a long sip, leaving his conquest almost nonexistent to his eyes. The girl was so pissed off that she seemed to be boiling. She cleared her throat, annoyed.

"Hmm, I'm going to go" she said. "Oh wait, let me have lunch and I'll bring you back if you want." "It won't be necessary."

You bit the tip of your tongue, amused, far too happy to hide it. Charlie's conquest returned to his room to get dressed. Your roommate turned to you and gave you a questioning look.

"y/n, what did you do?" "Nothing. We were happily getting know each other. I'm surprised at your choice, by the way" "Are you getting revenge?" "Get revenge for what?" "Since ... Hawaii, you've scared all the girls I've brought back." "Did I scare them? Stop, I haven't acted any differently than usual." “You scared them away,” he repeated. "Oh come on, Charlie, please, it's not like you're going to date them."

He pulled away from you with a look of dismay. You were not wrong, he had never called back the girls he had brought back here, he did not intend to call back the one who was currently in his room. In fact, the only person he really wanted to spend time with was you. But since Hawaii, you seemed to be okay with never mentioning your night together again. This Canadian boy has been in love with you for months, maybe even years now. It quickly fell for you when you were in Vancouver.

"You're right. But I could have ..." he finally confessed "It's wrong. You know it's wrong Charlie, I know you, I'm your best friend. These are not the kind of girls you date. "Yeah… I couldn't date any of them. They just aren't you." He said, his last sentence ending in a whisper before hastening to take a sip from your cup of coffee.

You were paralyzed. Did he really just say what you've been dreaming of hearing for months? Did he just drop it like a bomb, in the middle of a morning conversation between sips of coffee?

“Wait, what?” “Nothing” “It wasn’t nothing, Charlie, you said something” “Nothing important” he repeats “Did you just say that if you didn’t date those girls it’s because they weren’t me?” “You seems to hear voices” “Charlie, I’m not joking… Did you say that?!” “Maybe” “Oh fuck, you’re an idiot!” “I am a..”

You snatched the cup of coffee from her hands and hurriedly put it on the counter. Never mind about the stains on the floor, you will clean up later. You didn't want to miss a second of this possibility. You wrapped your arms around Charlie's neck before resting your lips on his. Your best friend seemed surprised at first so much but quickly relaxed and wrapped his own arms around your waist as your lips moved to give the kiss more tender. The situation was most strange and funny; you were kissing your best friend, running your fingers through his long brown hair. You had to admit that even though you had found him attractive with his Luke's look but you couldn't imagine Charlie without that impressive mass of hair. Luke had short hair, Charlie had long hair. End of the discussion.

So, you were kissing your roommate, making up for lost time while in his room, a girl he had fucked the night before gathered her things. Charlie's conquest stepped out to head for the exit. You broke the kiss making Charlie growl in protest.

"I'm not showing you where the door is." you said. "whore .." the chick whispered.

Charlie stepped away from you and brought his one-night stand to the door, apologizing. He wasn't that kind of boy to go from girl to girl and the circumstances were really strange. The girl left, not without forgetting to curse him. When Charlie walks into the kitchen, you were sitting on the counter, a smirk on your face.

"You're such a bitch y/n" “It's my revenge for keeping me awake last night.”

His gaze was sly, his smile was mischievous and you knew he was going to find a phrase worthy of the fucking boy he could be.

"I can keep you awake for a while if you want." “A date wouldn't be too complicated, Charlie. Please be a gentleman. "You can count on me"

He gave you a softer look and you wrapped your arms around his neck again before kissing him. Ultimately, not everything that happened in Hawaii has to be restricted to Hawaii.

#charlie gillespie #charles gillespie #charlie gillespie x reader #jatp #jatp cast x reader #jatp fic #jatp cast imagine #owen patrick joyner #owen joyner #julie and the phantoms

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marieanneline · 3 years

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wait wait hold up i am actually seething about the reveal

ya boi's not a dabi stan. at all. the only reason i'm remotely interested in his character is if he's actually related to shouto and how that would affect hero society in general. i remember reading the training camp arc, seeing him being one of the villains there, him saying todoroki's full name, and thinking "SIBLINGS?????" because agshdfjlk their EYES are SO SIMILAR!! i really want to give credit to horikoshi being able to portray their similarities from artstyle alone because that's talent.

(it's more apparent in the anime since you see the eye color— but appearance-wise, shouto takes after rei and dabi takes after enji the most, so this definitely isn't the best photo to prove my point...)

anyways,,,, dabi's ideals of heroics fall in line with stain's ideals and so we all already theorized how if he was the long lost big brother touya, it would be because of the fact that his father really wasn't a hero. this makes sense. and so, we're all fucking right. props to us, really, and props to horikoshi for all the foreshadowing because i had fun :)) in terms of story and plot, i think this reveal is fantastic.

alright, on to why dabi is a dick

(i'm assuming this was his choice and no one pressured him after all)

the todoroki family is on the road to recovery!!

- shouto finally visits his mother back in season 2 and visits her every chance he gets. you see the effort he makes and it's nice to see him change from season 1 to 2 (early-roki!!)

(guys he even sends her letters- look at that sparkle by his face!! he's sweet :)) and rei's smile!!!!)

- enji (whether we wanted it or not, i don't mind much personally) is trying to atone for everything he's done to his family

- natsuo, who originally wasn't fond of shouto because he had their father's attention (although he does come to the horrible realization that shouto was one of the most unfortunate) and mother's attention (because she wanted to protect shouto), has a closer relationship with his little brother now (can you believe he didn't even know shouto's favorite food was cold soba until ch. 192?? i was sobbing). he really regrets the prejudice he had against shouto and he's trying to be an actual brother to him now.

- rei's almost recovered enough to be released from the hospital!!

- fuyumi and her idyllic "happy family"– wHICH, BY THE WAY, ALMOST CAME TO FRUITION. their mother coming home, shouto connecting with his siblings, and enji being not-the-way-he-was-before is the best outcome they could have hoped for. and it was happening.

and i realize that all of that setup is for this very moment

this? this. this. this is being broadcasted. to everyone. that means the citizens know that their new #1 hero is directly related to a member of a really bad villain organization (i almost called it a terrorist group oop-).

by ruining endeavor, the citizens faith in heroes will collapse. this also affects shouto's reputation as an upcoming hero, and i am so terrified of what this could mean for him. imagine your career ending before it even started, just when you found your passion for being a hero again. all that progress he's made for himself since starting UA could be seen as pointless to him and i would hate for him to retrogress like that because it's not his fault. i would absolutely hate it if the media starts bashing shouto for being related to a villain, when he was also a victim of abuse.

seeing this look on shouto's face is making me dehydrated istg i'm fucking SOBBING— he doesn't even look angry!! in the last few chapters he was angry and worried for his friends, teachers, father maybe, other heroes... but he just looks sad. and the fact that the panel chooses to show the left side of his face is.... there's so much to unpack.

but yeah, this is being broadcasted. does fuyumi know? the cameo she had showed her working so maybe not. natsuo's cameo showed that he was at a lecture, so he also probably didn't see.

but rei did. that's like- that's the person i would want to keep this from the most.

the effects of this entire reveal genuinely scare me. how will this affect rei's mental state? she'll realize that what enji did is actually so much worse. their first child being a villain?? i'm terrified for how she'll react, she's doing much better in recent chapters after all. her kids are visiting her, shouto sends her letters to keep in touch, and enji sends her flowers and respectfully keeps his distance. i really don't want this reveal to result in a relapse. and if she does relapse, then fuyumi's ideal of a happy family is once again out of arms reach. the future of their mother finally coming back home is so far away again and it's genuinely so heart-breaking.

plus— how will fuyumi's little elementary school students react to her being related to a villain? will the school fire her because of her connection to a villain and how that might cause concerns for students and parents????

it's also hard to say exactly how this will affect shouto and natsuo. natsuo was the closest to touya when they were kids so what would his whole opinion be of what touya's become? will he have a moral crisis?

in terms of moral crisises, i guess i'm more concerned about shouto. the boy knows he wants to forgive his father, but this is just making it so much harder. and after this, will he still want to? and finding out that his own sibling is a villain... remember the stain arc? there were some parallels between midoriya's, iida's, and todoroki's positions in the last chapter and i'm worried about what that could foreshadow. from that arc alone, we know that shouto doesn't agree with stain's views at all [i forgot what he said but it was really compelling]. we know that dabi's a stain follower though, so will this disrupt shouto's sense of justice? i hope not.

but family has always been kind of a weak spot for shouto, hasn't it? i hope this doesn't affect his resolve to be a hero because i do think that there's a way to– somehow– not have a corrupt hero society and i want him to fight for that.

touya being a villain is perfectly valid though, i don't doubt that. it's just disheartening to address that while every other todoroki was working hard to become a normal family, here's their oldest brother, who's not really dead. what's going to become of that altar at their house now?

learning the extent to touya's hatred towards endeavor is truly terrifying. we know enji is or was a horrible person and his redemption arc is based on the very fact that he can't be forgiven, despite some of his family trying their best to do so or at least get over it. but the fact that touya has even thought about killing shouto? that's just. ouch. touya's definitely gone through too much abuse, and all of the todoroki family problems are because of enji's bad parenting. but this does not justify murder and especially that of his younger brother, who also got the brunt of the abuse.

needless to say, i am a fool. i don't know if anything i just said will ever be true, but the important thing to take from whatever the heck i just shat out is that all of this is/could be a result of this reveal. it's the fact that dabi seems to have no sympathy. it's the fact that he doesn't care if his blood related family crashes and burns. really, if this is solely about endeavor and what he did, there's no need to bring the rest of the family into this. rei was sent to a hospital for god's sake. shouto has a scar. it's excessive and unmoral and although questionable ethics and values are key traits of a villain, it doesn't justify how much he's hurting the todorokis.

(look at this shit eating grin he has. no remorse. he really doesn't give a shit about the others but I DO and I'M so SAD)

and assuming that the whole "endeavor's wife admitted into hospital" was swept under the rug in terms of media, will that suddenly come back to light? because it shouldn't. maybe it should be known that she's in the hospital because of marital abuse but either way rei should not be dragged back into this disaster, and neither should the rest of them. there's also a chance that the media will accuse rei of having abused her kids too, which is messed up for different reasons. they're trying so hard to have any semblance of a normal family, and if dabi's way of revealing this to the world ruins that in any way then i hATE THIS REVEAL ASDFGHJKL—

#tw: abuse #this is just a rant for myself i'm so sorry for those who have this on their dash #how the fuck do you add those ''under the cut'' things on mobile??#and this is a long ass post #i wrote too much #and i was redundant #and i wrote this at 4 in the morning #many many typos...#i needed to let this out though #bnha 290 #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #notey

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ajokeformur-ray · 3 years

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Hey can I get some headcanons of your relationship with your F/O parents bc y’all are such a cute family dynamic and I wanna hear more about how you all interact🥰💗

and @arianatheangelworld

asdfghjkl; omgggg~ you’re all gonna kill me asghj 🥺😭😭thank you darlings omggg ~ 🥰🥰🥰💗 I hope that you all enjoy this, it’s always so bittersweet but also so comforting and fun to explore my dynamic with my parental F/Os and, well... isn’t that the point of it all?💖 Thank you thank you thank you for supporting and enabling me omggg ~ 💙😊

Word count: 3, 184 (holy shit I am so sorry... not😂)

It’s a quiet life, but there’s lots of underlying tensions beneath it all.

By quiet, I mean because I spend my days in my bedroom studying (not so far from reality, these relationships😂) but there are underlying tensions because no one in the household knows who Edward Hyde really is - it’s a secret between my parents and I.

What that means is that it’s tricky for Papa and myself to spend time with one another if other members of the household are awake - as far as they are concerned, Father is my parent and so is Mama, and Papa has no part in that. So as you can imagine, questions would be raised if Papa and I are caught spending too much time together (plus, this is set in the Victorian Era, so you can imagine the scandal of an unmarried twenty-three year old woman spending lots of time alone in a room, unchaperoned, with a man old enough to be her father...)

This is why Papa and I only have our time together late into the night, when said members of the household have gone to bed and it’s only my parents and I who are awake. It’s safer for all of us that way - it protects Father and his name, his reputation and his career, which in turn protects the household members from being turned out onto the streets due to a lack of employment and this in turn protects Father’s family, who always come first.

From the moment I wake up, my parents are there. As you’ve probably gathered from previous posts, I sleep with my parents a lot so it isn’t unusual for me to wake up with one of them. Rare and special occasions mean that I get to wake up with Mama and either Father or Papa.

Mama’s always up by five in the morning or she’ll fall behind on her chores so if she’s the one I slept with in the night, then I’ll get up when she does. She always insists that I go back to bed and that I go to sleep, but I rarely do. I much prefer to have those early hours with her so that I can help her with her chores and maybe, if I’m very lucky... I’ll get to be the one who takes Father his breakfast tray so that I get to see him early in the morning and so that I can crawl into his bed and get me some extra cuddles before I start my day.

If I sleep in with Father, then the opposite happens and I’m woken up when he gets brought his breakfast tray (7 AM on the dot!), and of course I end up getting up when he does because even though he won’t kick me out of his bed, he also knows that if he leaves me to my own devices in a soft, warm bed, I’ll end up falling asleep until noon and then I’ll beat myself up about it, so he makes sure I am awake and up before he’s done with his breakfast (and if Mama knows I slept in with Father, she’ll bring me some breakfast too!) to save me any emotional distress.

Father always wakes me up gently... up until a certain point. He will shake me gently while saying my name, which usually gets a sleepy groan from me. Then, it’s onto talking, with his voice going from a whisper and increasing in volume until he’s just above his normal speaking level. He never raises his voice at me and we all know why. If that doesn’t work, then Father will just “accidentally” pull the covers off of me. He isn’t subtle, but he also isn’t mean about it, and if I do genuinely need some more sleep, then he will let me have that. But for the most part, he makes sure that I’m up once he is on the nights I’m in his bed.

I never ever get to wake up with Papa. It just doesn’t happen for various reasons. Firstly, because Papa’s constantly moving around like a lion stuck in a cage and he loves me dearly but not enough to stay in one place for more than a few hours unless he’s already sleeping. Secondly, because he can’t be caught in my bed or vice versa by anyone other than Mama to protect Father’s name etc. Thirdly, I may wake up to Papa crawling into my bed or easing himself in his own if I fell asleep in his bed, but I don’t ever get to start my day with Papa. Our time is night time and that has to be non-negotiable. It does upset me if I wake up in an especially needy mood, but Father and Mama will get me through the day in the meantime.

Mama likes to sneak me items of Papa’s or Father’s clothing to wear when I go to bed. She’s not supposed to but Mama is sleight of hand and I can be quick when I need to be. She and I often have silent conversations in a crowded room and all it takes is for Mama to “accidentally” make a noise, like a quick scuffing of her boot on the floor or for her knuckles to make a noise against the wooden table and I just look at her. Mama catches my eye and then gives me A Look before she turns back to her ironing. I walk past and at the point where our lower bodies are hidden by the ironing board, she stuffs an unironed shirt in my hand (usually Papa’s) and I walk off, the shirt stowed away under my arm and then placed for safe-keeps under my pillow for the night time. Sometimes it might be one of her night-dresses, but I am comfier in either Papa or Father’s clothes.

There are so many secrets between myself and my parents which are kept from the other members of the household. Between all three of us, we manage it as best as we can, though I have no doubt that the others think we're a little odd. 😊

There are periods which are weeks long where Father is so busy in his laboratory that no one sees him. It's communication .via. letters on the stairs and that's all anyone hears from him. Mama and I worry immensely but Father's always been this way and all we can do is be patient and wait for him. He's a workaholic and he often makes himself sick from all of the working and everyone in the household knows what to do when these times arise, which are getting more frequent as Father gets older.

In especially bad times, even Mama won't be able to get through to Father. I get upset if that's the case, because if he shuts away the one person he loves above all else, it's a serious warning sign. Mama and I have a pact that if she can't get through, then I will. Father is always so protective of me, and now it's my turn to protect him. I take this very seriously, understandably so, and I wait up until two or three in the morning, so late that even Mama's gone to bed and is sleeping. I wait in his study for that time, reading one of his old medical journals, and then I go downstairs, out the back door, and into the laboratory.

It's freezing in there because there's where Father used to carry out dissections and lectures back before his illness (never canonically diagnosed but it's believed to be depression or similar) got worse, so I always take him his old smoking jacket (which doubles as my blanket when I take naps in his study). By this time in the night, Father will be so tired and sleep-deprived that he's more likely to be honest with me, and it's for this reason that I also stayed up so late - Father will assume I'm unable to sleep because I'm so worried about him, and while that's true, it's also because I know him well enough to know what time of night is best for an intervention. Yes, it's slightly manipulative on my end of things, but I am my Papa's daughter and it's with good intentions so I don't linger on this thought for too long. It won't do me any good and my Father's most important. I'd do anything for him.

I find Father where I knew he would be - scribbling in a journal by candlelight, his fingers covered in ink, his hair a mess, yawning every few seconds. A cold plate of mutton is left forgotten by his elbow, only half eaten. I'm just like him when I study so I don't lecture my Father on his bad eating habits -he and I have the same work ethic so I would be a hypocrite to tell him off for something he usually tells me off for. I announce myself by putting his smoking jacket over his shoulders. Father pulls the jacket around himself with a shiver and I smile. You're welcome.

"You should be in bed, Erika." Father frowns in disapproval and I almost want to call him out on his hypocrisy.

"So should you," My tone is sharp with worry and frustration and Father takes a moment to look at me - I never speak to him like this. "Mama's really worried about you. So am I. We haven't seen Papa for weeks, and we - " Just like always, my anger turns to upset and I move away, trying not to cry.

"Erika." I turn back to my Father and I see that he has tears in his eyes, too. He's hurting and even though he's been trying to find a cure for years, he's never been able to find one which really helps him. "I am sorry, I - my work, it is. Well, let's not discuss the details." A pause. Neither of us know what to do, even when there is no one to see or hear us. "Come here." He pats his lap and I make a happy noise, which makes him smile. I love sitting on my Father's lap - it's been something I've done ever since I was a child and it always makes me feel so safe.

I go and I sit on my Father's lap (and have a quiet cry - he knows but he doesn't say anything about it because he doesn't want to embarrass me) and he continues to work, but as the hours drag on and we both get increasingly tired, Father knows that the time for working is over. On these nights when I manage to find my Father in his own mind and pull him back with just my presence (and my very existence is a reminder of what he holds most dear), I also spend the night in his bed.

"Thank you, Erika, for..." Father trails off, but I know what he's saying to me.

I snuggle into his bed, feel my Father kiss my forehead and whisper his love, and then I sleep.

The night is half the battle - getting Father to take a break tomorrow morning will be an even bigger battle, but by then Mama will be awake and we'll work together to save Father from himself.

It's not the first or the last time, but all of us in the family have our Own Moments which require special attentions and solutions, and we love each other even harder during those times.

The reunion with Papa after getting Father to take a break from his weeks of working always makes me cry, too.

Over the years, it's become almost a... tradition, of sorts, for Papa to greet me this way after a long separation.

I could be doing anything - reading in Father's study, writing in my bed, studying at my desk - and all of a sudden, out of nowhere -

"Erika."

Whispered so casually, so quietly, but my entire body freezes. I know that voice anywhere. I drop whatever I'm doing, I tear up, and I turn, slowly...

Papa's smirking at me, a cold and calculative look in his eyes, but I'm not afraid. I'm not even nervous. Anyone else would make me step back with this look, but not Papa. No.

"Oh, my - Papa!" I step forward into his embrace and I melt into the parent I've been missing most of all. I cry, of course I do, and Papa says nothing about it (he and Father aren't so different at all, once you get to know them, though I'd never tell them that. Or Mama. It's a thought I keep entirely to myself.) because he doesn't see why he should need to; he only holds me tighter.

I can almost hear his fond eye roll and it makes me smile.

"It's difficult to understand someone who is entirely incapable of asking for what he most wants, wouldn't you agree? You're the only one he listens to," our daughter.

There is pride in Papa's voice but just like always, I can hear what he doesn't say, just as he hears what I don't say. It's just how it is between us; Papa and I have a level of understanding between us which we don't have with anyone else.

That night, Papa sleeps in my bed with me. I'm never ready to say goodbye to him, or goodnight, either. The following conversation is a nightly ritual because of this:

"Just five more minutes, Papa?"

"I'll be here tomorrow night. you know that. Sleep, child."

"But - "

"Erika."

A warning. No one else receives warnings from the Edward Hyde and lives to tell the tale. So I listen.

"Fine." I know he will be with me tomorrow night. "Stay with me 'til I fall asleep?"

Papa sighs, rolls his eyes, and pointedly lays down, watching me the whole time. I couldn't hide my smile if I tried, so I don't even bother to - Papa taught me to show my emotions and to not hide them.

"Goodnight, Erika."

"'Night, Papa. Love you."

A kiss on the top of my head, and all else fades to black.

My parents and I are very physically affectionate with one another and it's... unusual, especially if you consider the fact that it's in the Victorian Era, but the members of the household find it touching. They get hugs and affection, too! Even if they don't necessarily know how to react to it, they still do get their hugs in the morning and late at night just before they all go to bed (which is between 10 and 11, whereas I go to bed anywhere from midnight to 3 AM).

If I have a nightmare or a bad dream, I am at total liberty to climb into any bed in the house, but of course I make a beeline typically for Mama's bed. She knows nightmares well and she'll simply hold me until I feel safe, and then she'll hold me some more because I get clingy and I don't like letting go. There's been times I've cried because she let me go before I was ready for the cuddle to be over (though those times were when I was much younger) so now she just lets me decide for myself when I've had enough.

With the way I sleep with my hair in two braids, I always get a mass of tangles at the back of my head. Always. I hate it and it always makes me hesitant to brush my hair, which is now midway down my back (so I can’t not brush my hair every day), because I know it’s gonna hurt me. I’ll brush the front parts of my hair and I’ll try to brush the knots out, but it hurts so I stop and I don’t want to brush my hair.

A part of me is always tempted to just leave it, but at the same time I know from previous experience that hair knots can and will get worse, so during these times I’ll take my brush to Mama. She’s always so gentle, not just with me, but also just in her nature.

She is such a tender-hearted person and I admire her so deeply for that. She’s incredibly busy so typically I’ll leave brushing my hair until the evening, when she has more time to help me. I don’t always ask her for help with my hair, so when I do, she knows immediately that it’s because I really can’t do it myself.

“Mama, there’s a - I have a knot. Can you help me?”

A small smile and she goes to get her wooden comb. It’s gentler on knots than my own hairbrush, which pulls more than it needs to, and we both know it. Mama is so gentle that it barely hurts me, and within minutes she’s done what I’ve delayed all day.

“How do you want it tonight, Erika? One braid or two?”

I fondly roll my eyes - like she needs to ask. My smile is in my voice as I ask for two, and Mama and I get to spend some time with one another quietly enjoying each other’s company.

Sometimes I return the favour by helping her brush out her hair, but she’s incredibly self-sufficient and she largely prefers to do it herself. Which is fine... I’ll find other ways to help her!😊

“Thank you, Mama.” My words are doubled up with a tight hug, and then I’m ushered off to bed because it’s late and she’s exhausted.

I technically have three parents and each one fulfills a different need for me, so all together, they meet all of my needs and I try, I try to be a daughter that they can be proud of, that they can respect and that they can love unconditionally. I try so hard every day to live in a way to honour their places in my life.

There's nothing I wouldn't do for my parents. I would die for my parents, to give them a happy ending, to give them the time to be together, but in many ways... I am that happy ending, even if things aren't perfect. It's a fight sometimes to keep secrets exactly that, but we make it work. We have to.

I tell them each and every day that I love them, I hug them and cuddle them and help them out where I can, because they deserve the world.

They are my parents and I am very grateful to and for them. They have made me who I am today and they'll be with me forever, no matter where I go or what I do or who I become. I just hope that they'll continue to walk with me for the rest of my life, because I wouldn't be alive without them... in more ways than one.

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currywaifu · 4 years

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𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: scouting dilemma 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: hyodo juza/reader 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: sfw 𝐰𝐜: 1.7k words

𝐚𝐧: guess who was inspired by the 2020 gem heist? wrote a dumb little thing dedicated to all my fallen comrades bc juza won’t come home to them after the reset- sorry to the requests I have yet to fulfill! year 2 ages btw~

This was the moment you’ve been waiting for. You managed to save up a massive amount of gems, waiting to be spent on a banner with your best boy in it. For months, your fingers itched to pull but you were loyal (with a few caving exceptions) to the character who got you into the game in the first place.

When the developers finally announced a banner with him in it, an SSR of best boy in a summer outfit no less, it was as if fate decided to tell you now was the moment to splurge strike.

9:58 pm.

Staring at your phone screen, you made sure everything was prepared before you could summon. You decided to do your first pull at 10 pm (his favourite number was 10), and surrounded your phone with a summon circle made entirely out of candies still in their wrappers.

9:59 pm.

You sent your prayers to the gacha gods, counting down the seconds until the clock struck-

10:00 pm.

With a shriek, you nearly ruined your summon circle formation of sweets as you scrambled to your phone, clicking the bright, shiny button that had tempted you endlessly.

“Yes, I’m sure I want to spend! Come home, come home, come home…” you chanted, unable to decide whether you should close your eyes until the final results or keep them wide open.

Choosing the latter, you gritted your teeth at the sequence of cards arriving.

R, Event R, R, R, Dupe SR, R, R, R, R, Event SR.

Suppressing the scream that wanted to escape your throat, you tried to laugh it off. At least you got two of the event cards…? Maybe it would have been better to wait until 10:10 pm?

An SNS notification popped up at the top of your screen, and from the little summary, you could tell you were gonna get upset at the contents. Checking the chat, your mutual quickly followed up her message with a screencap of your best boy. Coming home to her.

You quickly sent your response before promptly returning to the game, ‘asdfghjkl im happy for u but like also muting u rn :’< brb soon hopefully yeet need to retrieve my boi from the game’s clutches cya’

Despite your initial optimism, as the pulls kept going, the lower your gem count, the worse your mood became.

Should… should you stop right now? Banner really said no rights to best boy, huh? Sure you were able to fully merge a bunch of SRs and even the event R and SR cards, but not once did he come home? Even his sworn rival’s initial SSR came home if only to spite you or him or both.

Mentally exhausted, you decided to sleep. Maybe your luck would be better tomorrow?

When you walked into the room with a frown visible on your face, Juza immediately knew something was wrong.

From even before he got together with you, he was always sensitive to the different expressions you made, and by association your emotions— to the little smile on your face as you ate desserts together or the eyebrow furrow-pout combo you did when the professor said something you didn’t agree with. He’d never say how fun it was, seeing the different faces you’d make.

However, while those were cute, this just made him worry.

He’d really rather not fight anyone, but if he has to beat up someone…

Juza found himself distracted during class, unable to stop himself from constantly looking at you every few minutes. With a faint peach staining his cheeks, he slipped his hand underneath the desk to grasp your own.

“… you okay?” he said, voice low and quiet as to not catch anyone else’s attention. The look on your face turns a little softer, even throwing him a quick smile but he knows you well enough to spot the traces of sadness still present.

You don’t reply, squeezing his hand back as you finally tried to pay attention to the professor.

He sighed, slowly releasing your hand from beneath the table. He’ll find a way to make you feel better later, but for now, he had to take notes— for the both of you, it looked.

It’s not every day that Juza does most of the talking, but that just so happened to be the case today. He’s getting restless, stuck between actively wanting to help you out with whatever you needed or just sticking by you and letting you overcome whatever’s troubling you on your own.

You’ll talk when you want to, he knew that, but even still he wanted to be more useful to you. Do you want him to just keep talking to help you take your mind off things? Do you want to rant to him so he can listen? Do you want him to get you something? He’s not the best at giving advice, but if you needed it he’d do his best.

He doesn’t know what to do. You’re responding to him, but your mind is all the way elsewhere.

The next thing he knew, he’s getting a spoonful of his frozen dessert and pressing it against your lips.

You get startled from your thoughts when a sudden icy temperature meets your mouth. You opened your mouth, cringing slightly at the cool before finally enjoying the shaved ice dessert.

While it wasn’t uncommon for Juza to let you taste the food he ate and vice versa, he was usually more reserved, too shy to feed you in public.

‘He must have been worried,’ you thought to yourself if he had to do that just to catch your attention. You immediately shifted your thoughts from the game to Juza, already about to apologise for troubling him before he interrupted you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, and even though he had a scowl on his face, he looked at you with tight and worried eyes.

He knew you played games on your phone, but it was still a bit embarrassing to admit that you were upset for such a long duration because of your best boy not coming home. However, Juza deserved to know, so you pushed away your hesitance before explaining the whole fiasco to him.

Juza doesn’t get it entirely. He’s bordering between relief and confusion— on one hand, at least no one wanted to hurt you or fight you or anything; on the other hand, a 2D guy got you upset?

The concept isn’t completely foreign to him, what with Itaru-san and even Settsu constantly gaming, but usually it was his roommate being irritating and gloating while the salaryman got frustrated, eventually passing his phone to Sakuya.

He’s honestly shell-shocked that you’re upset, so even though he doesn’t understand why it’s such a big deal he’ll do what he can to make you feel better. He’s not the best at comforting people, he can never find the right words… but he’s good at listening.

He placed his hand on top of yours, grateful you don’t point it out verbally or he might actually combust. He can only hope the two of you are seated secluded enough that no one comes by.

Something’s starting to bother him though. The more he listens to you, the more he’s conflicted— if you’re dedicating that much of your… gems (?) to this guy he gets why you’re upset. Another part of him wonders what’s so great about this specific guy.

He’s not upset nor is he jealous, he’s just… figuring out what specific traits you like in this guy. For future reference. Who knew, maybe he’d get to play a role similar to the character you like so much?

“Why do you like him so much, anyway?” He asked, staring intently at you.

Your attitude quickly changed from being upset to being excited to talk about your favourite character.

“He’s just so kind and thoughtful! A total gap moe, you wouldn’t expect him to be so family-oriented because of his appearance but he totally is!” you began, barely catching a break to breathe before continuing on, “plus he didn’t start off as the strongest? But he’s constantly trying his best you just want to root for him and care for him?”

Unexpectedly, Juza finds himself a little flustered, though he’s unsure of why when you’re only describing a character. Perhaps it was the look on your face while you talked?

“Plus, he looks a lot like you! Obviously, I need him to come home, right?” you exclaimed, hitting him straight in the heart with your crinkled eyes and a beautiful smile.

The hand that was comforting you a while ago and gently rubbing patterns onto your skin stilled. You noticed right away, hoping you didn’t say anything too weird during your rant.

“Juza?”

He’s silent for a while, unsure of what to do and ultimately deciding to say the first thing that popped up in his head.

“… then why’d you need him to come home if I’m already-“

When he heard you squeal he stopped himself from continuing whatever he was going to say. Did you hear him? Dumb question, of course, you did!

You covered your face with your hands, unsuccessfully hiding the strawberry red colouring your face, and screamed internally. You can’t see how Juza is reacting but you just heard a bang on the table?

‘Juza? Who told you to- istg I’ll have you arrested for-‘

After a few moments, you’re the one who ultimately breaks the silence, knowing neither of you had enough will to point out the warm flecks that still remained on both of your faces.

“We should get going. Our class is all the way in another building,” you said, slowly standing up from your seat.

“… ‘kay.”

You’re not holding hands while walking, but if he noticed the frequency of your hand grazing his he doesn’t let you know.

Reaching the midpoint between your classroom and his, you turn to face him before splitting off in the hallway. You look to see if the coast was clear, and to Juza’s surprise, you enveloped him into a warm embrace, quick but heartfelt. Neither of you saw each other’s expressions, but Juza wondered if your heart raced just as fast as his did.

“Thank you for making me feel better… I love you,” you whisper the last part, before untangling yourself from him and speed walking away to your classroom. You miss the way Juza looks back at you, body frozen but face a mixture of shock and longing and love.

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simplyotometrash · 4 years

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Blackberry Kisses

Victor x MC! Reader

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff and Victor’s abrasive personality (jkjk i love him and would marry him if i couldn’t marry Kiro)

This was literally inspired because I ws in my yard picking and eating blackberries off my bushes asdfghjkl;

It was a surprise vacation. To be honest, most vacations you were whisked away on were not ones you had planned. Victor had a habit of noticing the tiniest of things and deciding to take you away on impromptu vacations, claiming they were because you were interested in locations for shoots or research. You knew it was his way of saying you needed to breathe and relax. As much of a hardass as Victor could be, he loved you greatly and was much softer on the inside than he showed on the outside.

Where had he taken you exactly? A nice farm in the countryside. A farm that grew many fruits, but it was known this time of year for its blackberries. Delicious, juicy blackberries. You had to dig through your brain to try and think of what spurred this trip. You couldn’t remember. Had you said something? It was still nice all the same.

The air had a fresh, sweet smell to it as a gentle breeze blew through.You could hear the buzzing of bees. You’d have to make a note to ask Victor if you could take home a few jars of their fresh honey. Beekeeping was fascinating and you would have to take a ton of notes and photos. Maybe the owners would even let you do a piece on their farm! It would be interesting. Farming and beekeeping were such interesting topics. You wanted to taste everything the farmers would allow. You’d always wanted to make note of the taste differences between local, fresh products and store bought.

“Victor, it’s incredible here!” You adjusted your sunhat as the wind blew through your hair. “It’s so beautiful!”

Victor made a noise of triumph. That cocky ‘harrumph’ you were used to hearing when he wanted to say “I know it is” or “I told you so”. His hand settled on your hip, taking in the view instead of saying what he wanted to say.

“It is quite nice.” That was all he was going to say? Man, you knew your fiance could be stoic but sometimes he really outdid himself.

“Do you think we could take some of their fresh foods and homemade products home with us? I would love to try some things out! Oh and I bet the things that they grow here taste so yummy,” you gushed. Your mouth practically watered at the thought.

A soft smile played upon the CEO’s lips as he watched your glee. “Of course. I already planned to. It’s always best to buy things fresh and in season when you can. They also raise goats and make many products with goat milk. Along with that, they are a no waste farm. Everything gets used. They even make sure to use the wax cappings from the honey they’ve harvested.”

It never ceased to amaze you just how much your fiance knew about all sorts of things. You weren’t dumb, despite what Victor’s nickname for you may suggest. You knew many things of your own. Victor just had so much knowledge of so many different things. He’d be perfect for a game show!

“Ah, Mr. Li, it’s nice to see you again. And you’ve brought a guest with you.” A kindly looking older gentleman came to greet you. One of the oldest farmers you’d seen since you had arrived. “I’m the owner of the Brighton Farm, Alexander Brighton. This farm has been in my family for generations.”

You shook his hand with a smile. “I’m MC, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Brighton. You have such a beautiful farm. How large is this farm?”

“Ah, you’d like a small tour, then! Wonderful!” That hadn’t been what you’d asked but you wouldn’t refuse. A tour of such a wonderful farm would be hard to resist. “We have nearly 2,000 acres all together. A good percentage of that are multiple pastures for the cattle, sheep, goats, and horses. We have some land for growing vegetables as well. But most the rest that we don’t live on is all one large orchard.”

You and Victor followed Mr. Brighton to a Mule, a small vehicle that he said he used to just get around the farm. There were multiple for people to use to get to different places for working. Most of the people working on the farm were family members or long-term hires. Anyone he hired could live on the property for free as he “had so much land still unused”.

“I won’t take you too close to the beehives. They’re a bit on the agitated side today, though our bees are typically very gentle. Honey bees are actually very docile you know. But they just had a hive inspection to check for mites and cross comb. Both are a real issue. We don’t inspect our hives too much, that just makes them cranky, but we have to do it every once in a while. Healthy bees are happy bees!”

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You were taking vigorous notes in your journal. It was like being in school again. Only this time you were enjoying the subject matter and not bored in a classroom. If you had glanced at Victor more often you would have seen the warm and proud smile that had not left his face even once. Seeing you so in your zone and enjoying things made him happy. All he wanted was for you to be the best you could be and do the best you could. Sometimes that meant being pushy and sounding harsh. Because of his approach, he’d gotten to watch your growth first hand. While he did the pushing, you were growing all on your own. He just kept you going in the right direction and assisted as needed, like with revising your proposals.

“Mr. Brighton, do you spray your plants with anything,” you asked, tapping your pen against the side of your chin.

“Heavens no. Never! We do not use pesticides on my farm, it’s not healthy for anyone who eats it and certainly not for the pollinators that come to our plants, including our precious bees.”

“Sir, do you think I could do a segment on my show about your farm? Come back and get some footage and do some interviews? I want to show the magic behind what you do and how much care goes into everything here.” There it was. The moment Victor had waited for. You knew he was, judging by how he had asked questions for you when you couldn’t think of anything yourself.

“Put this place on TV? I don’t see why not! You won’t be allowed to get your crew too close to my bees, mind you, but I don’t mind if you do something on us here. I think the world should see there’s more to farms than cruel factory farming”

He pulled up to rows upon rows of tame blackberry bushes. Many still had red or turning berries upon their vines. There were some with perfectly ripe berries ready to be picked.

“You can pick some berries yourselves. We always encourage people to come out and pick for themselves. We do the same for all of our fruits, though we are more picky with our vegetables.” He handed you and Victor a large bucket. “You’ll pay by weight before you leave. My son will be in the house when you’re ready! You can also buy all sorts of our products while you’re in there. Oh and feel free to eat a few while you’re picking.” He threw a wink your way and waved before driving off.

He’d given such a long tour of the property. Not all of the pastures, thankfully, but you’d gotten to see pretty much everything. You had many notes and photos. All you’d have to do once you got home would be write up your proposal and share the plans with your staff. Victor clearly endorsed the idea, though he would likely demand you make a proper proposal for the sake of professionalism.

“Thank you,” you murmured as you began checking blackberries to pick.

Victor picked berries with skill and precision beside you, clearly having done it before. “What for?”

“For bringing me here. You knew I was stumped for a new idea, didn’t you?”

He chuckled a little. “Dummy, I remember the things that you tell me. You said you wanted to do an episode about fresh food and that you weren’t sure how to go about it. I just made some calls.”

You stood on your toes to kiss his cheek. “Now I can make a perfect episode all about this. I have so many ideas.”

“I want a proposal by Friday.”

“You’re cruel!”

Victor huffed and held a blackberry up to your lips. “If you’re so excited about doing an episode about this place, writing up your proposal to give to me shouldn’t be a problem now should it?”

You eyed your fiance for a minute with a pout before pulling the blackberry from his fingers and into your mouth. It burst with a sweet, slightly tangy flavor. It was the tastiest blackberry you’d ever had! Though the sight of Victor’s slightly purple finger tips made it hard not to laugh.

“This is so tasty! You’ve got to try one-”

Victor cut you off with a kiss, his tongue dipping between your lips and into your mouth. You were blushing as he pulled away, a smirk on his face.

“You’re quite right.”

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shu-sakamaki · 4 years

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Triplets time! Shu, you have your family. They all love you so badly and kinda love to fight for your attention: So one day they wake you up climbing to your bed: Sergéi: [*With a paper in his hand*] I made this drawing of you, Dad! Look, it’s just like you! Mikhail: Hey, hey, Dad, look here, I made cookies. Want to try one?! [*with a plate in his tiny hands*] Fréderic: When did you made those?! [*Looks at the cookies*] I.. didn’t make anything but... [*Hugs him tight*] I love you so much Dad!

[Cont] ((And I’m so sorry BlogAdm... It's kinda specific😂 But I loved the triplets idea, so I drew them and give them those names! I believe they would be trying to get Shu’s attention all day! I think that Shu will be pissed off sometimes for all the mess around him, but he also receives THREE TIMES the love, so I think at the end he’s happy with his triplets ))

((AAAAAAAH I’LL WANT TO SEE THAT, SO CUTE ASDFGHJKL Don’t ever apologize for feeding me with Shu and his Triplets!))

Hmpf!! Ouch... What was that for Sergéi--...! Hm..?

[*Takes the paper and pats his head*]

Yeah, I guess I do need to gain a few pounds, then

[*smiles watching the sticky-man figure*]

[*looks at Mikhail*]

Cookies?! Aah...

[*Sigh*]

Sure I’ll try one...

[(I hate sweets...Why am I doing this to myself?)]

[*Sees his huge begging eyes*]

[*takes one and eats*]

Is... Sweet...

[*pats his head*]

Thank you...

[*Looks at Fréderic*]

[*hears his words*]

[*smiles*]

That is all I need from any of you.

Heh, you three are a handful of troubles, I tell you this much...

[*hugs the three the best I can*]

But know what, I wouldn’t have it any other way...

#Ask #triplets

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jennagrinsoverml · 3 years

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ML Fic Recs - Angst

I’m back with another Miraculous Ladybug rec list! As before, I’m trying to rec fics that readers are less likely to have read, generally trying to keep to under 500 kudos on AO3. You can find my other rec lists on my blog under #jennarecsml

If you enjoy these, please reblog so more readers can find these awesome fics!

I’m a sucker for fics that hurt me. The sting of rejection, the pangs of unrequited love, the hurt and the suffering yesssss, give it all to me!! Read these fics and come suffer with me! (Most have happy or at least bittersweet endings.)

Persuasion by InkyCoffee

Of course, she probably wasn’t going to be there in person. And if she was, she may not even remember him. And if she did, she would probably throw him out without an interview.

She would be well within her rights.

He didn’t deserve to be in her presence.

Still, he hoped.

She was why he was back here, after all.

One-shot. Adrienette. Post-relationship (i.e. they were together but they’re not anymore.) and post-Hawkmoth defeat. Adrien knows. And worse than that, he knows he’s responsible for breaking her heart. My hearttttttt, it breaks. The tension between them just hurts in the best way. But this is seriously beautiful.

Alone by plikki

Adrien thought he knew what it meant to be alone, but he had never felt like that before in his life.

One-shot. Set after S4 Gang of Secrets, this fic just HURTS because Adrien is hurting and it’s even worse because we know that something like this is probably coming. Plikki’s Adrien characterization is perfect. There’s no comfort to be found here, but you should still read it.

our hands would not be taught to hold another's by @ladyofthenoodle

Adrien knew that wasn’t fair to blame Ladybug for this. There were rules, and now that Master Fu was gone, it was her job as the Guardian to enforce them. There were rules, and he knew the rules, and he broke them. He hadn’t meant to, but he did.

That didn’t make losing the ring hurt any less.

Plagg shot Ladybug a skeptical look. “And you really think you can do this without him?”

Ladybug bit her lip. “I… I don’t know. But I have to. It’s my job, I shouldn’t need… I should be able to do it with anyone."

But… maybe there couldn’t be Ladybug without Chat Noir. Ladybug by itself didn’t sound nearly as cool.

Multi-chapter. I put off reading this fic for the longest time because I didn’t know if I could handle the angst of Ladybug taking the ring from Adrien, and I really regret that because it’s SO FREAKING AMAZING. Missnoodles does a fantastic job of exploring their relationship and their characters and really does the work of exploring all the feelings. I really can’t sell this one enough.

Anhedonia/When Adrien Met Marinette... by @mikauzoran

Chat Noir hadn’t been lying when he told Ladybug he’d moved on. It was only when he found out that Ladybug was Marinette that he realized he was wrong. Meanwhile, Marinette thinks that she’s missed her chance when Adrien insists that he’s gotten over his feelings. Now, they’re roommates and making themselves miserable as they pine for one another, thinking the situation’s hopeless. Things finally come to a head, and they’re forced to sit down and have an honest conversation about their feelings.

One-shot. Adrien is pining and feeling unlovable, and wow, do you ever feel all of his pain and anxiety seeping out of every word. This is just so heartbreakingly beautiful with a happy ending.

when you weren't mine to lose by @bugsandchatons

Change is a scary thing, especially when it feels like nothing has stayed the same.

It's been a year since Marinette became the Guardian of the Miracle Box - a year of struggling beneath a burden she never asked for, a weight that has her leaning on her partner more and more as the hours fly by, of letting him come to her, too, when he needs a soft place to land. A year of falling for the boy who takes on the world by her side with a smile made of sunlight, and fighting the growing urge to tell him what he means to her.

After all, they'll have time enough for that when Paris is safe.

But when the unthinkable happens, Marinette learns the tragedy of loving someone quietly, and the lines she'll cross to save him.

Multi-chapter. This is what happens when Ladybug loses Chat Noir. It hurts in all the best ways and the writing is absolutely gorgeous and somehow we still get a happy ending!

Echoes of You by @kittinoir

In the day time, she's Marinette - a normal girl, with a normal life. A normal girl, with a normal life. A normal girl, with...

Multi-chapter. You know the angst train everyone’s been riding since we learned in Miracle Queen that renouncing the miracle box costs the guardian their memories? Kittinoir murders us with it. Marinette’s got giant gaps in her memory she’s struggling to understand while Adrien is desperately trying to figure out just what the hell happened to his lady. Lots of angst and a mystery and this fic is one hell of a ride from start to finish! (There’s also a sequel that’s a WIP but I haven’t started reading it yet.)

balancing act by @fictionalinfinity

“Besides, being Ladybug always came first. It came before school, friends, and sometimes even family. Now it had to come before her health. Marinette had a duty to Paris. She wouldn’t let them down.”

Or, being both Ladybug and the Guardian starts to take its toll on Marinette.

the epilepsy au literally no one asked for

Multi-chapter. Oooh boy. Fictionalinfinity does an amazing job of weaving these new symptoms into the existing canon in a way that feels completely organic and believable. The characterizations are AMAZING, and the conflict is just so completely believable and absolutely heart-wrenching.

I swear I’ll let you go in the morning by plikki

When you lose all certainty in your life, you hold onto the only person that keeps you from falling apart.

One-shot. Hawk Moth’s identity is revealed and as a result, Ladybug and Chat Noir share their identities with each other. Not nearly as angsty as some of the other fics on this list, but have some sweet hurt/comfort after all of that.

When Push Comes to Shove by @thatanonwiththeoc

Adrien had lost everything after he ran away from her in that sewer. His miraculous, his kwami, his Lady.

However, little did he know that she caught a glance of him without him knowing it, and she wasn't about to let him leave just yet.

One-shot. Set after the NY Special. Once Marinette realizes who ran away from him, it changes everything and the way they interact is just sad and sweet and lovely. The happy ending makes up for all the hurt!

Cut here because of spoilers for season 4 below

Behind the Masks by @mikauzoran

Ladybug’s announcement that she revealed her identity to someone and her insistence that she and Chat Noir still have to keep their identities secret from each other leave Chat Noir in fear of akumatization. When he goes to Marinette for help, she realizes just how badly she’s screwed up and becomes determined to make things right between her and her partner.

One-shot. Set after S4 Gang of Secrets, this was exactly the kind of angst-fest I wanted. Adrien has a lot of buried issues and we’re seeing that explored more in season 4. But Adrien doesn’t seem to want to acknowledge any of that. But here he does and it’s beautiful and the ending asdfghjkl please read!!!

#ml fic rec #fic recs #miraculous ladybug #ml lovesquare #ml love square #love square #marichat #adrienette #adrinette #ladynoir #angst fic #jennarecsml

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taestfully · 5 years

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Falling for mafia!BTS | Maknae line

Request: Headcanon of dating mafia boss bts?? Like maybe how you’d meet them or something??? Thank you!!

A/N: Here’s the maknae line! Hope you enjoy! So sorry if it’s a little rushed.

(the hyung line can be found on my masterlist!)

(ps - this is written with a female reader and it also contains hints of smut as well as mentions of guns and violence!)

Jimin

• he’s sugary sweet

• such a charmer

• but there’s a lot more under that flirty smile, though

• has everyone swooning over him

• part of what makes Jimin such a powerful mafia boss is his ability to woo anyone he comes into contact with

• no one is immune to his sweet, charming smile

• that includes you

• you’re so smitten over him the moment you meet him

• you’re a dancer at a nightclub

• it’s in a pretty shady part of town but you’re so worried about making ends meet financially that you don’t really care

• Jimin is a young aristocrat who has just taken over the family business

• he’s a regular where you work, always coming in to lounge in the VIP section

• you’ve never been in that section before until you’re requested by a guest

• who’s none other than Jimin

• to say you’re nervous would be an understatement

• he’s so ethereal that you can’t quite grasp that he’s actually real

• his smile has you swooning and you have to literally will your legs to hold you up

• “what’s your name, love?”

• asdfghjkl his voice

• so smooth

• “it’s (y/n).”

• Jimin smirks and you feel your skin prickle with goosebumps

• “well, (y/n), I say we have a little fun tonight. Sound good?”

• you’re not supposed to have crushes on the clientele

• but you can’t help it

• Jimin comes in very often, soon becoming your most regular guest

• and the more you spend time with him, the more you can’t help but to grow smitten

• things go like this for a while until one night he’s taking you home with him

• which is against the rules of your job

• but who cares about the rules when he’s kissing you like you’ve never been kissed before lol

• the next morning you wake up in silk sheets

• and you’re not surprised when you find the other side of the bed empty

• but you are surprised to see Jimin downstairs in his kitchen making breakfast, his lips breaking into a smile when he sees you

• “(y/n), good morning! I hope you’re hungry.”

• it’s so unexpected you’re just like ????

• what had started as just a dancer and her client turns into more

• Jimin surprisingly likes you, wanting to spend time with you outside of the nights at the club

• you didn’t think a relationship so genuine could happen

• you find out about Jimin’s involvement in the mafia when you wake in the middle of the night to the sound of his voice

• he’s talking on the phone to someone, you don’t know who, and he seems nothing short of irate

• his voice is his hushed but you’ve never heard so much venom in his sweet voice before

• “I don’t care what you have to do, I want him fucking dead. or else.”

• you’re so scared but you don’t know what to do

• should you run for it or act like you were still sound asleep?

• it doesn’t matter in the end because he’s hanging up the phone and turning back towards the bed, eyes meeting yours

• he stills and panic flashes in his eyes

• “baby, I can explain —”

• you don’t give him the time to do so

• you’re sprinting out of the bedroom without looking back

• maybe there’s a reasonable explanation, but you don’t want to know why Jimin wants someone dead

• it’s a few months until you see him again

• despite everything, you miss him

• he’s sitting in the VIP lounge, posture rigid as if he can’t wait to see you

• he’s surprised you came

• “baby! god, I’ve missed you...”

• you shrug

• “let’s just get this over with.”

• Jimin shakes his head. “stay with me.”

• you know he’s not just talking about tonight

• “give me a reason to, Jimin.”

• and boy does he

• he explains everything about himself and his mafia business

• he tells you that you’d never have to worry about it, that he’d never get you mixed up in it. you’d always be safe

• he tells you he loves you

• and the way he says it and the pout on his lips is enough to lure you in

• damn him and his unbelievably cute self

• you stay with him and he lives up to his word

• he treasures you and takes the best care of you

Taehyung

• Kim Taehyung, world’s most handsome man

• he’s also South Korea’s most deadly man

• and he’s not just deadly because of his looks

• he’s the leader of the most notorious organized crime group in Korea, Bangtan

• he’s a man you don’t want to trifle with

• but if he’s on your side and you have his trust, he’s extremely loyal

• will have your back no matter what

• all his members love him

• you’re already aware of who he is when you meet him

• you’d have to be under a rock to not know who Kim Taehyung is

• you meet him unexpectedly

• usually anyone who’s not on his team that meets him won’t live to tell about it

• you’re in the wrong place at the worst possible time

• you somehow how get tangled up in a turf war

• and if it wasn’t for someone pulling you into their arms to drag you out of the middle of it all, you would’ve been shot

• that someone is Taehyung

• “excuse me, miss, but this isn’t exactly the best place for you.”

• he’s so strikingly handsome that you’re at a loss for words

• he shakes his head. “you’re lucky I decided to meddle in this petty affair today. if it was anyone else, you would’ve been left to die.”

• you shake at the thought

• you expect him to just leave you be, to let you go back home

• but it’s not that simple

• he leads you back to what you assume is his headquarters

• there’s men with guns following behind you, looking as if they wouldn’t hesitate to kill you should you make the wrong move

• “so tell me, what were you doing in that part of town?”

• god the way he interrogates you has you terrified

• so you’re kept hostage there and you have no clue if you’ll ever be set free

• something about you being a witness and Taehyung not wanting you to tattle

• despite what most people think of what being held hostage is like, it’s not as bad as it can be

• I mean you’re not happy about it or anything but things could be a lot worse

• you’re given a bed in a nice room and three meals a day

• but the room is locked from the outside

• Taehyung starts to let you out of the room only to question you further

• when the subject of when you could go home arises, he always says something vague, hoping his answer appeases you but it never does

• you don’t know how it happens

• but somehow you make an impression on Taehyung

• and he starts letting you out of your room

• your under his supervision any time you’re out of your room

• and you’re extremely intimidated at first

• but you somehow get to know him better

• you soon realize that the big scary mafia boss is actually a complete sweetheart

• well....at least to you

• you end up enjoying his company and soon you’re developing feelings, despite trying your best not to

• so when Taehyung unexpectedly tells you that you can go home, that you’re free, you’re torn

• and you leave to try and live out your normal life

• but you end up going back to him, realizing that life without him is impossible

• Taehyung cherishes you

• he’s so unabashed about his love for you

• shows you off to every one of his members

• he gets teased by them about his huge soft spot for you

• but he doesn’t care one bit

• he’ll go to the ends of the earth for you

• best believe he won’t think twice to kill anyone who even thinks of harming you

• he’s a big softy for you but he’s still a badass mafia boss

Jungkook

• Jungkook is the destined leader of his family’s mafia business

• but he’s still so young

• he has Kim Namjoon to help guide him and help him grow into his role as boss

• he’s very passionate and wants nothing more than to be the best leader yet

• but he tends to get over zealous

• he’s also still a tad immature at times

• he often sneaks out at ungodly hours in the night to party or go to clubs

• Namjoon is fully aware of this and uses his many resources to keep an eye on his young boss at all times

• Jungkook meets you at a club one night

• you’re out having some fun with your friends, not expecting much of anything to happen

• but your plans for the evening get turned upside down when you catch Jungkook’s eye

• and soon you end up grinding on him in the middle of the dance floor

• he’s incredibly attractive so how are you supposed to deny him?

• Jungkook invites you to go home with him

• he knows you coming home with him is a bad idea

• so he attempts to sneak you in

• attempts

• the two of you are caught quickly

• Jungkook freezes at the sight of two men. “Jin? Namjoon?”

• “Jungkook, what do you think you’re doing?” Namjoon asks, exasperated.

• “you can’t possibly believe we’d let you bring an outsider here.” Jin, the other man responsible for watching over Jungkook, added.

• they’re both standing in front of you and Jungkook, men with guns pointed at you behind them

• all the the guns are literally pointed at you alone and you’re like ??????!!

• you would’ve thought Jungkook’s oh shit face was hilarious if your life wasn’t currently at risk

• “jesus, it’s like you guys expected me or something! do you watch my every fucking move?”

• the way he speaks to them is so careless that you’re shocked

• but what the Jin guy says next explains everything loud and clear

• “Jungkook, you are now head of this family’s mafia business. it’s time you start acting like it.”

• oh hell no

• you beg them to let you go

• the two men don’t seem inclined to let you leave until Jungkook is telling you that you can go home

• and you waste no time at all in getting the hell out of there

• you don’t see him again until weeks later

• you’re walking home from work and some assholes start to bother you

• even after telling them to leave you alone, they don’t budge

• “the lady told you to stop.”

• it’s none other than Jungkook, and the way the men cower when he speaks has you shocked

• they disappear quickly, not wanting to challenge him

• you thank him for helping you out

• Jungkook apologizes for that night all those weeks ago

• and despite yourself you let him lead you home

• the two of you meet up a lot after that

• and he’s such a sweet guy that you cannot believe he’s head of a mafia

• your relationship ends up being a super fun one

• he doesn’t ever discuss mafia stuff with you at all

• he likes to keep things lighthearted around you

• you end up genuinely falling for him some what quickly

• he’s a great, lovable guy

• he’s a child in the body of the boss of a powerful mafia

• you’re always entertained with him

• and he always makes sure you never feel too overwhelmed by the mafia lifestyle

#bts headcanons #bts mafia au #bts #bts fanfiction #kpopwonderlandtag #bts reactions #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts maknae line #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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kyaruun · 3 years

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For the series ask, Tales of Symphonia :D!

Whoever this was, please know that I love you ; v ; <333 I’ll keep this at just the original game/series but pls I love Dawn of the New World so feel free to ask again for it c:

It’s this post here!

Favorite character

Surprise surprise Zelos Wilder has stolen my heart ever since 2012?? when I first engaged with Symphonia ╰(*°▽°*)╯

I could make a whole book about how much I love him and about how extremely complex of a character he is because. Wow. He gets on such a deep character AND especially character development he gets me every time. Boy has had such a messed up life and I think meeting Lloyd’s group is exactly what he needed to slowly break out of his shell. Friends that trust him (yes they do) and care for him without ulterior motives, just because he’s their friend Zelos, not Zelos Wilder, not the Chosen.

Really though, falling for Zelos opened a wonderful door called “anime boys with a traumatic life that hide behind a mask” and “redheaded anime boys” and if you meet both criteria?? You’re automatically one of my favs characters.

I love him sosososososo much ; v ;

Also I’m leaving the rest under the cut because it got a bit long hehe

Second favorite character

SHEENA FUJIBAYASHI MA’AM PLS FEEL FREE TO MARRY ME---

Really tho Sheena is the best. I’m torn between who I like the most out of Zelos & Sheena but nghhh. She’s so badass??? I freaking love her fighting style so much but she’s just. So genuinely nice. She was meant to kill Colette but look at what happened ahhhh ; v ; I really wish we got to see more of her because she’s without a doubt my favourite girl <3

Least favorite character

It’ll probably sound really dumb but Rodyle was the first one to come into my mind just for the stupid dragon battle when he kidnaps Colette.

I gave up playing the first time due to that battle cccccc:

The character I’m most like

I think Colette? I’m also pretty similar to Sheena but I’ll say Colette.

I’m the ultimate klutz. It’s a fact. I fall down all the time. On a more serious note, I absolutely understand Colette hiding all her feelings and fears behind a smile so as not to bother her friends. You don’t want to ruin everyone’s fun due to your problems. Also putting your friends’ happiness before your own is a must for me. As long as my friends and family are happy and safe, I feel good!

I wish I had more of Colette’s self sacrificing spirit though. Our main difference is I’m a cat lady asdfghjkl

Favorite pairing

Look I love Colette and Lloyd to pieces because they’re my babies and after everything they have been through they deserve to be a happy and lovely couple forever BUT may I please introduce you to Zelos x Sheena. Yes. I love that pairing so much and I really wish they were more popular because they warm my heart a lot. A. Freaking. Lot.

They have the perfect balance between angst and fluff. Plus they know each other from before which really gives some nice ideas for fics. I have read quite a few fics with these two asdfghjkl Tsundere x “flirt” is such a pretty dynamic, especially when flirting is just a façade and there’s so much more to them--

Please. Listen to Rodeo Ride Tour. You can thank me later <3

Least favorite pairing

Honestly idk. I usually just focus on the pairings I like hehe

Favorite moment

I played the game sooooo long ago but I still remember the hot/cold coffee scene which absolutely ripped my heart to pieces. Colette is usually overlooked by most people but she’s so strong for keeping up with everything she does for the sake of others ; v ; The last part where she gets hugged by Lloyd and she says that she wants to cry but she can’t. That messed me up. A lot. I love these two angels a lot, absolute OTP material.

Rating out of 10

1000000000000 out of 10 PLEASE YOU NEED TO PLAY IT. READ THE MANGA. WATCH THE OVAS. I’M FINE WITH ANY OF THOSE.

You get everything in the pack: friendship, love, an awesome party, quicking out some angelic ass 👌

Justice and love will always win ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

#tales of symphonia #tldr; i love zelos wilder a hecking ton #kuu.txt #yes my fav ship in tos is actually my 2 fav characters #please feel free to talk to me about them anytime lololol

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multiversemuses · 3 years

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Happy Holidays, @houseofhaseul! As part of my Secret Santa gift for you (the other half can be found below), I wanted to put together a little aesthetic imagining for the softer version of our Coven universe. Here, days are golden and full of what’ll be cherished remembrances, and nobody dies. Romantic connections and friendships are formed but, best of all, a found family.

Thank you so much for all the characters and ’verses we’ve created together (asdfghjkl; I can’t believe it’s going on six years since you applied to NYBN), and thank you from the bottom of my heart for your years of friendship! <3 I’ve loved every idea and creative avenue we’ve already explored, and I’m so excited for our adventures yet to come!!

(Secret Santa Part 2/2)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4DYWTSIMC3kvKf1B6YUGS6

~ A playlist of songs either directly from my muses’ music collection or whose sound + lyrics resonated with how I think they’d feel about their respective love interests in this softer world ~

Baby I'm A Fool - Melody Gardot - from Mina

I’ve always imagined her music tastes leaning toward this jazzy, sultry sound. I’m not sure how Alex comes into the picture in an alternate universe where she wasn’t sent with a purpose, but I like to think the push-and-pull between these two still exists. If I could overlay the time period when Mina is starting to lower her walls - though still not fully trusting Alex’s intentions just yet - with a little non-diegetic music, this is the type of mood I’d like to set on a night when they’re sharing drinks in Mina’s office after everyone else has gone to their rooms upstairs.

That's All - Mel Tormé version - from Tarik

Tarik’s tunes consist of modern songs he can vibe to and music that was before his time but sounds great on vinyl. The main requirement I knew he’d have for a track representing his relationship with Archie is that it be something they could slow dance to in the greenhouse/their rooms together. The fact that this song in particular makes repeated references to “forever” and being resilient against the passage of time felt especially fitting considering Archie’s long life. I also like the pictures it paints, with years of hand holding and walks through nature. It suits them and warms my heart.

I Love You - Sarah McLachlan - from Léonie

Given that Dominic doesn’t come to the academy for detective work in this universe, it felt reasonable to assume there’d be more of a longing-in-local-proximity feel to their dynamic here. They’d be aware of each other because Léonie picked up students from the station, but they might not often have an occasion to talk otherwise. Thus, they’d pine while passing each other on the streets in town until they finally grew weary of excuses not to take a chance and try.

Dream A Little Dream - Kina Grannis version - from Kayara

Being the old soul that she is, I thought a classic song covered by a modern artist would fit Kayara pretty well. Since a common quality time activity between them involves gazing at the night sky and making up their own constellations, I couldn’t help seeking out a song that centers around nighttime and speaks frequently of the stars. This song also has that sense of aching for each other while having to be apart, which was an element I wanted to include for our dear ones who must bide their time and keep their connection a secret.

It's You - Michelle Branch - from Sofia

This song comes up on shuffle on her phone when they’re studying together one night. While Alesha’s still looking down at her book, Sofia’s just openly gazing at her in profile with a soft smile. Is this likely their First Kiss song in the softer universe? *nods* Oh yeah. 100% a First Kiss song. If anything, the lyrics just gave it a blatant push of encouragement. Thank you, Michelle Branch.

Ordinary Day - Vanessa Carlton - from Nola

Phew, I was really going back to my middle school roots in this section of the playlist, wasn’t I? I have zero regrets because applying the song to their relationship was too cute to resist. I immediately became that little pleading face emoji imaging the gentler timeline for them. Danny and Nola get to make their sparkling connection and nothing tragic interferes with actually exploring that. Someone in the comments on YouTube remarked that this song has a Peter/Wendy feel to it. Setting aside how actual Peter Pan can be kind of terrifying, I am quite taken with the Disney parallel of a redheaded boy sweeping a girl with sandy brown hair away to a magical world that is technically accessible from her own, but only if she’s let in by someone from there who decides to trust her.

I've Just Seen A Face - The Beatles - from Rhett

Initially, I assumed Rhett’s track would be something he first heard in the garage with his dad, but it turned out to be a song played in the house by his mother instead. Persuading him to let me set any of his feelings to music in public posed a bit of a challenge in and of itself. However, I think he at least approves of the fact that this one’s not overwrought. It has a fun energy for our playful pranksters, the sort of thing I could imagine over a montage of their shenanigans, with their friends laughing and exchanging knowing looks in the background.

Youth - Troye Sivan - from Mariette

I trusted my sister’s musical tastes for Ri’s selection, because they’d be such kindred spirits if Mariette existed in our world. I wanted something that captured the joy of a young love, a song that felt like a celebratory swan dive into deep feelings despite already suffering her first heartbreak. It’s the sort of thing she could use as a background track on social media with photos and/or video clips of her time spent making memories with Garrett.

Complicated - Fitz and The Tantrums - from Neve

A song with chaotic energy for our reckless-hookup-turned-relationship. This is absolutely in Neve’s iTunes library somewhere. It’s felt like Their Song to me ever since I heard it for the first time, and I could imagine her identifying with it during the early days of their relationship. The “I love to hate it” line is like, but do you really, though? Or is it the other way around? They’ll work it out and get to softer sentiments eventually. ;)

The Other Side - Betty Who - from Vanessa

I knew, for dearest Nessa’s track, I was looking for something that felt like it could fit in on a playlist with Dancing On My Own by Robyn, our cosigned Marty song from the Unconfessed Feelings Time. Betty Who’s style absolutely fits that bill. I was delighted that there was a reference to bike riding right out the gate, and I liked that this song managed to be full of wishful sentiments but not too angsty. It simply yet perfectly describes the way conversation flows between them, and how often they can stay up late into the night in their dorm room just chatting. The line about saying “I love you” when it’s likely to go unheard, at a time when she knows Marty’s still exploring with other people, adds that dash of temporarily unrequited that gives my heart pangs but doesn’t feel like it will last indefinitely. Someday Marty loving her right back will shift from the platonic variety to something romantic. Vanessa’s heart will be just as full of devotion when it does.

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I just watched the commentary for The First Avenger ( I love hearing why they set things a certain way and all that don't judge ) and something just came up that I think is great in the light of Endgame.

So they're talking, Steve's saving Buck and I'm being a complete fangirl when, "Bucky is the only reason he [Steve] would go AWOL."

"Bucky is the only reason he would go AWOL."

It's been literally 3 days since I watched Endgame and I was seeing my heroes go. Tony can rest, Natasha had won, Clint has his family back ( at the cost of his best friend ), and Bruce is being the good science bro :'). But then we get to Steve. I expected him to go at the fight with Thanos but that didn't exactly go to plan.

I've gone on this rant multiple times before but now it's just asdfghjkl something else.

Bucky knows Steve's going, people point that out and then say, "If Bucky cared, he would stop Steve." I don't think you understand. Bucky has seen Steve risk his life for Bucky on multiple occasions and you think that Bucky is going to stop Steve from pursuing his happiness? Okay, sis. Okay.

Bucky let Steve go because he knew that Peggy made Steve happy.

Which is quite a big fucking regression on Marvel's part but they love fucking Bucky over.

Steve risked his life to save Bucky's life in CA:TFA. Then in Winter Soldier he was ready for the Winter Soldier to kill him because he wouldn't actually fight him. Steve was literally giving his all to save Bucky from the casing HYDRA put him in. Telling him, "I'm with you till the end of the line." a line that made Bucky remember.

He's beaten to a fucking pulp and he still attempts to get him to remember.

In Civil War Steve goes against everyone. Friends, people he considered family so he can save Bucky from the UN and jail the actual man responsible for the bombing. He even fights Tony, risking his life yet again for his friend.

So in Endgame you mean to tell me Steve would get one glance at Peggy and automatically take back everything he's grown for? It's not even about a ship, it's about the character devolpment and friendship that Marvel so gracefully killed. Steve saved Bucky all these times, begged him to come back to him only for in the end to leave him in a time that he's still adjusting to?

I don't care if there's alternative timelines, that Peggy didn't get to live that life. Steve left his best friend behind showing us that "Till the end of the line." wasn't all that true. Steve may have gone down a different path, danced with Peggy, married her, saved Bucky from HYDRA. But that's not our Bucky. That's not a Bucky we get to see.

When Steve is telling Bucky goodbye, he hugs him and this is when Marvel finally decides we see Bucky's face. ( All the other times we never saw his face when they hugged. )

The smile he wore right before he and Steve hugged is gone. Face blank, eyes sad and dissapointed. Bucky knows that he has to go through the rest of the line by himself ( take that back, with Sam :) ) I've watched Endgame twice now and I wanted to sob when Bucky pratically jumps away from Steve. He nervously looked around before meeting his eyes again.

"I'm gonna miss you, buddy."

"You'll be okay, Buck."

That's all Marvel allows as a goodbye. Steve had stuffed his face into Bucky's shoulder with a smile as his friend battles the thoughts in his head, having to accept that Steve was leaving him. We didn't get no, "This is the end of the line." or "You did good."

"Don't do anything stupid till I get back."

"How can I, you're taking all the stupid with you?"

Okay, yes, Marvel I love the clapback to TFA when Bucky is heading off. But this is not what they would say to each in the end. It couldn't be, could it? Well, it was.

Bucky didn't even get to say goodbye to old Steve. His best friend of 70 years and he didn't get to say goodbye.

I do love how they introduced us to Cap!Sam because I love my underappreciated boy :') but the fact they made Steve go against everything he's ever stood for isn't something I love.

I still stan Steve, the Steve I know at least. I don't like his ending, I don't like what he did but you can't decide if I'm a real fan or not. I love Endgame, I love Peggy, Steve- EVERYONE. But it's not up to you if I'm a fan, okay? This is my opinion and if you don't like it, okay that's all I can say.

I understand Chris Evans put his heart into Steve but I'm not hating on Evans, I'm saying how Steve and Bucky were screwed over.

"I'm with you till the end of the line, pal."

#avengers: endgame spoilers #endgame spoilers #endgame #steggy #peggy carter #steve rogers #bucky barnes #tina rants #*sigh* they'll never get it right #marvel #stucky

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