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simplyreveries · 5 months

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love langauges; heartslabyul

just what my opinion!! i think ill do this for the other dorms as well :)

riddle rosehearts

receiving: quality time

riddle as we know is pretty inexperienced with love and relationships in general. he struggles with wanting to do things almost by the book all the time since that's all he knows. hence why in the beginning of your relationship you may see him planning out in detail how a lot of things are going to go. you remind him these things happen more so naturally!!

he loves to see you whenever you just decide to pop by his dorm, but he feels unprepared-- he'll ask trey to make you some treats or brew some tea, ask cater to set up a nice small table outside to enjoy. you're going to have to gently remind him that it's okay haha.

whenever he's around you he gets such a sense of peace that he really needs for himself. riddle can easily get lost in track of time around you.

he can grow more seemingly impatient and hotheaded towards others in his dorm when hes being strict about rules when hes had less time with you if you've been busy and such. everyone notices his more negative energy; he can't help but feel so much better around you.

giving: gifts

okay i think he would reeally love to give little gifts to a lot. since hes no good at really expressing himself, he gets flustered easily, so he prompts to giving you things like flowers ("roses for my rose" as he'd say), with those flowers you'll sometimes receive a fancy looking letter from him.

riddle is very keen and observant on things you like or mention wanting like maybe a new book you wanted or paints. he loves to watch your face light up whenever he gifts you anything. he feels so proud of himself to because he feels like he's doing something right when figuring out relationships.

if you ask him why he randomly gifts pretty and nice things randomly he'll be confused and tell you something like: "why? well it's been exactly 100 days we've been together." he celebrates REALLY specific dates and milestones. he thinks its a no-brainer that hes doing all this.

trey clover

receiving: quality time

trey is much like riddle he's very content and happen when he's just with you. especially when you come over and chat his ear off about random and mundane things while he tries to bake. if you like to bake, he'd enjoy doing it with you but if not he's just as fine with you sitting up on the counter and being his taste-tester.

he also likes it when he gets to show you what he's done with the science club with the plants he's grown. he gladly tells you all about it as you stroll around nrcs botanical gardens.

though he's no avid planner like riddle is, he still will make some of an effort to make sure you enjoy yourself around him with something to do, that includes mostly baking or even coming along with him as he prepares for yet another unbirthday party for heartslabyul.

giving: words of affirmation

he can be pretty cheeky jerk when it comes to you and will take a lot of opportunities to make you all nervous around him with compliments or praise. he always says it in such a casual way with a smile whenever he does it.

but he really does genuinely lift you up all the time, he always gently and affirmingly reminds you in some way of something he loves about you, basically every day. he also gives some real good advice and can be someone to talk to, trey just has this really big comforting aura that surrounds him. it's easy to be persuaded by those calm and sweet words into taking it easy when feeling upset or frustrated.

like its hard to stay in a bad mood around him because his energy is just so kind?? and inviting?? he has such a way with words and talking to you.

cater diamond

receiving: words of affirmation

he genuinely does hold onto ever compliment or praise you give him; it may be hard to tell from your end because he would answer it with a "aw thanks~♫" but trust me he'll think about it throughout the day. you make him feel a little more seen when complimenting stuff he's actually interested in and good at.

cater loves it when you play with his hair and put it up in different cute styles or put clips and bands in it- then tell him he looks pretty boy does he love that.

when his club isnt eating and hanging out he really likes it when you come and watch him play!! he'll shamelessly ask for compliments like "i was soo good wasn't i?" trying to be lighthearted about it but hes desperate for any sweet words from you.

giving: physical affection

he can't help but be affectionate. i mean even with friends he is, so with his you?? cater is all over you. he always is holding onto you or touching you on the arm or something whenever you're getting a picture taken with him, he loves practically smushing you up against him.

cater likes to pinch your cheeks playfully, he'll coo and give a cheeky grin telling you you're cute, he'll laugh and lay on your shoulder if he's tired in class, he'll poke your side to try to get you to laugh, he'll play with your hair, he adores affection.

clearly, he isn't afraid of pda, i mean everyone and their mother knows you're together, its painfully obvious by the way he acts around and with you.

like you could be doing literally nothing and he's scrolling on magicam on his phone, and he'll still have his hand on you in some sort of way.

ace trappola

receiving: physical touch

when he started to catch feelings for you was when he realized just how much he was a sucker for any affection. whenever you'd laugh and put a hand on his shoulder or even playfully punched his arm. so, once you to officially got together he just wanted more. even though he's not like the most- gooey over the top with public affection, he loves it when you do something small and playful like swing his arm when you're holding hands.

whenever he gets tired and wants to doze off in class and lays on the table in front of him and you rub his back, he loves a lot from you. or when you're bored with him and take his hand in yours and drawing random doodles on it. he does the same thing to yours as well.

he likes hugs, they're short sometimes but he squeezes you a bit and rocks you side to side in a playful manner. he also subconsciously stands closer to you; he likes it when you're near him where your arms are lightly touching and brushing against his.

giving: gifts

okay hear me out on the gifts, but i think he'd unintentionally and intentionally gift you little things all the time. i mean he's not exactly rich level status like idia or kalim but if he's getting a s snack or drink from the vending machine, he'll get something you like too (im sorry but he sometimes will quicky say "catch!" and then proceed to chuck a chocolate bar at you) you'll end up hearing a whine and complaint from grim though because he wants something too.

if he ever goes out somewhere and visits another place, he'll get you some sort of trinket like a keychain from there. he never tries to make it seem like he went out of his way to do something like that, he'll just be like "ehh thought this was cool but i don't really want it, you can have it." that said item is something that you would totally want.

he does like to win you those prizes whenever you guys are out at an amusement park or fair. though he seems confident about it and claims those games are too easy, after his 50th try he gets the plushie for you. he's too stubborn to quit those anyway.

deuce spade

receiving: words of affirmation

he loves it when you acknowledge and tell him he's good at something or looks good today. he pretty much hangs off of every word you say, so it's important to him. he doesn't ask for it like cater or anything, but he really wants them from you.

like whenever he gets awarded for his efforts on the track team and you tell him something as simple as a "nice job!" can mean a lot to him he really does want to make you proud of him and his accomplishments especially since he's trying to do and be better at school even though its challenging. now despite him favoring this whenever he does get complimented, he always gets all bashful, its sweet though.

he tends to feel elated for the whole day after something small youve said to him. he gets a sense of pride in himself and feels proud as he goes about his day. he can't even be upset about painting the roses for the next unbirthday party or studying extra hard for a test because he knows you'll tell him he did well.

giving: acts of service

he wants to be the best boyfriend for you because you deserve the best. so, he's always trying to go out of his way to do things for you and be of some help. he not only likes but wants to be someone you think about first when needing help with anything.

even just small things throughout the day like carrying your bags if you got something from sam's shop, opening doors for you, fixing things, and even though he isn't the most academically inclined he'll attempt and try his absolute best to help you with homework you're struggling with even if it ends with both of you confused. he just actively goes out his way to do things for you.

ace always teases him for what he does for you all the time, but he doesn't even really feel like what he's doing is enough. ace only laughs at him and tells him he stupid and overthinks it completely. but deuce just aspires to always be better, so he has trouble not.

he has definitely at some point called his mom and asked her what to do when it comes to what your partners want and would like and just mentally took notes of what she said and does it x10.

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sofiaispunk · 1 year

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dbf!Joel Miller x Reader - Part 2

Your heart raced as you heard the knock at the door. You knew who it was before your parents even got up to answer it. Joel had arrived for Thanksgiving dinner. You felt a mix of excitement and nervousness at the thought of seeing him. Your palms were slightly starting to sweat.

He was dressed in a tight blue t-shirt and a light blue Jeans jacket, and as always, he looked impeccable. Irene and Sarah were with him, both of them smiling politely as they greeted your parents.

Your mother hugged Irene and Sarah tightly, welcoming them warmly.

"Joel, my boy! It's good to see you! How have you been?" your father said, giving his friend a big bear hug.

You watched as Joels expression changed, his smile faltering slightly. "Oh, you know. Same old, same old. Just trying to keep the business afloat."

Your father nodded, his smile never faltering. "I'm sure you're doing great. I heard you landed that new contract."

As they chatted, you found yourself drawn to Joel, unable to take your eyes off of him. You were struck by how handsome he looked in his tight fitted shirt, and you couldn't help but notice the way his toned shoulders filled out the jacket.

"How's college treating you, darlin'?" Joel asked suddenly, turning to you with a warm smile.

You blushed, suddenly feeling self-conscious being caught starring so openly at him. "It's good. Busy, but good."

Joel chuckled. "That's good to hear. I'm sure you're doing great."

You couldn't help but feel a thrill at the way he was looking at you, his deep brown eyes seeming to see right through your soul. You knew it was wrong to feel this way, but you couldn't help it. You were drawn to him like a moth to a flame.

As you all settled into the living room, you tried to ignore the way your heart was racing. You sat down next to Sarah who was so happy to see you.

Everyone was seated and the conversation started to flow freely. The smell of roast turkey and savory stuffing filled the air, making your mouth water.

Your mother had gone all out with the cooking, making sure that everything was perfect for the occasion. There were mashed potatoes, green beans, gravy, cranberry sauce, and of course, the delicious pumpkin pie for dessert.

As you started to eat, you noticed that there was an icy mood between Irene and Joel. They were seated next to each other with a small distance but barely acknowledging each other's presence.

You wondered if anyone else had noticed the tension, but it seemed like everyone was too caught up in their own conversations to pay much attention.

Thankfully Sarah, was as bubbly as ever, talking about her school and her friends with enthusiasm. She was telling you all about the latest drama in her theater class, and you couldn't help but smile at her energy.

"So, we're doing this play, right? And I got the lead role! Can you believe it? I was so nervous at first, but now I'm super excited. We've been rehearsing every day after school, and it's been so much fun."

You smiled at Sarah's excitement, "That's amazing, Sarah! I'm so happy for you. What's the play about?"

"It's a modern retelling of Romeo and Juliet," Sarah replied, her eyes lighting up. "Except instead of Verona, it's set in New York City. And instead of the Montagues and Capulets, it's two rival gangs. It's going to be so cool!"

"That sounds really interesting," you said, impressed. "I'd love to come see it when it's done."

Sarah beamed at the idea, "Oh my gosh, that would be awesome! I'll make sure to let you know when it's showing."

As the conversation turned to other topics, you couldn't help but feel grateful for Sarah's infectious energy. She was a bright spot in the midst of all the tension between Joel and Irene. The conversation moved on but you were to focused on the meal in front of you and Sarahs school stories to pay closer attention on what was going on.

At one point, Joel started to speak, his tone a sharp whisper, "Irene, I don't think now is the time or the place to discuss this."

You felt uncomfortable listening to their exchange, unsure of what exactly they were talking about but you could tell it was serious.

Irene ignored Joel's plea, her voice getting louder, "What, you think you can just sweep everything under the rug and pretend nothing's wrong? You've been distant for months, Joel. You can't just expect me to ignore it. You are even ignoring me here, at your best friends house."

Joel's tone was low and measured, "Irene, I know we have things to talk about, but can we please do it privately? Not here, not now."

Irene didn't seem to be listening, "I'm tired of pretending everything's okay. It's not fair, Joel. I deserve better than this."

Joel looked down at his plate, his eyes heavy. You felt a pang of sympathy for him, wondering what he could have possibly done to cause such a rift between them.

Your mother cleared her throat, breaking the tension, "Why don't we all take a break and enjoy some pie?"

The conversation shifted, and everyone started talking about the delicious dessert.

After dinner, you excused yourself from the table and stepped out onto the patio. You breathed in the cool, crisp air and felt a sense of calm wash over you. You heard footsteps behind you and turned to see Joel approaching, holding two beers in his hand.

"Mind if I join you?" Joel asked, gesturing to the empty seat next to you.

You hook her head, "No, of course not. Thanks for the beer."

Joel took a sip of his own drink, "No problem. I figured you could use one after that dinner."

You chuckled, "Yeah, it was a bit intense."

Joel's expression softened, "I'm sorry about that. I know things got a little tense with me and Irene."

You nodded sympathetically, "Yeah, I could tell. Is everything okay?"

Joel sighed, "No, not really. Irene and I are going through some things right now."

You immediately felt a pang of sadness for Joel, "I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Joel smiled at you, "Just talking to you helps, sweetheart. You always know how to make me feel better."

You felt her cheeks flush at the compliment, “ I'm here for you y’ know, if you need anything."

You sat in silence for a few moments, sipping your beers and looking out at the night sky. There it was again, this connection forming between you, a bond that went beyond just friendship, an understanding without words. There is no way he doesn’t feel it too, right? You shook your head to shake those thoughts away. Of course he doesn’t. He’s married and you are half is age.

Joel spoke up, breaking the silence, "You know, I've always admired your spirit. You're so driven and passionate about the things you believe in. I wish I had half the energy you do."

You felt a warmth spread through her chest at his words, "Thanks, Joel. That means a lot coming from you."

Joel leaned closer to her, "You're special, kid. Don't ever forget that." Kid. There it was, the nickname you dreaded. Of course he saw you as a kid, his best friends kid. But you had no time to dwell on your heartbreak this little word caused, because you heard Sarah calling out your name.

“Oh hey, guys! Are you still out here?" she called out from the doorway.

You turned to see Sarah standing there with a bright smile on her face, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Yeah, we're out here," you said, smiling back at her.

Sarah stepped outside, "I was wondering if you wanted to come to the fair with me tomorrow. Uncle Tommy is coming too!"

Your eyes immediately found Joel's and you gave him an unsure smile, "Oh, um, I don't want to intrude on your family time."

Joel interjected, "Nonsense, darlin’. We'd love to have you come with us."

Your heart skipped a beat at the prospect of spending an afternoon with Joel.

“Okay, I'll come."

Sarah clapped her hands together in excitement, "Yay! It's going to be so much fun!"

Joel turned to you, "We should probably get some rest then. It's going to be a long day tomorrow."

Joel stood up and offered his hand to you, helping you up from your chair. You noticed that his hand lingered a second longer on your hand than necessary. Or were you just imaging things? At this point your mind was clouded with excitement for the next day and there was no way you could form a single straight thought. Both, your body and your mind was consumed entirely by Joel Miller.

Part 3

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killmongerskeepermain · 1 year

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Prompt Request: Hello! You’re such an amazing & talented author! Can I please get #13 angst & #8 fluff for Shuri? Thank you have an amazing day! <3

Angst #13: “I never meant to hurt you”

Fluff #8: Kissing the crown of the head

You and Shuri had your fair share of fights. But they never got too bad. Not to the point where she actually yelled for you to leave her lab in front of everyone. It shouldn't hurt this much but her words will stick with you for the rest of the night.

"Get out of my lab Y/N. That's an order." She turned away from you and you were taken aback by her tone.

"Fine then." Without saying another word you tossed your kimoyo bracelet onto the desk on your way out. You left the palace to take a breather before deciding to head to the village to visit a friend. You and Onabi have known each other since middle school. Fast forward you were on her couch having a few glasses of wine just catching up.

"Honestly I was really surprised you showed up at my doorstep. I haven't seen you since a couple weeks ago." She smiled and you shrugged.

"Shuri and I have been having a couple of issues. She's been busy in her lab and I've felt forgotten but I've also been overbearing about it. It's just. It sucks." You told her and she handed you the bottle. “Remember darling, there’s no excuse for how she treated you, but if you didn’t handle it accordingly, things can get worse. Which is what it sounds like happened.” You poured another glass hating that she was right and she clapped her hands, bracelets clanging together.

"Well let's have some fun. There's going to be a party at this club tonight. You can come and if somehow you and Shuri make up, bring her along. Have some fun, dance on each other and shit." She grinned and you let a smile form on your lips.

"Maybe. When does this party start?" You asked and she checked her watch.

"In about an hour. Which means you need to get back into the palace and find a cute fit. Maybe talk to your dearest." She raised her eyebrows. "Besides I'm rooting for you two to fix your issues."

"Me too." You thanked her for the chat as it was good to talk it out rather than having a screaming match with Shuri. You left her place with the intention of going to said party tonight as you walked towards the palace. The walk wasn't long but it gave you time to ponder on the things your friend said. You let out a sigh as you step foot in the palace and beelined for your shared room. There, you started going through your closet to find something cute and simple. You had no one to impress so why go all out? The bedroom door opening caught your attention but you stayed looking at your dresses.

"Griot told me you had come back." A voice said softly and you let your shoulders fall. "Sthandwa please. Let me make this right." You didn't hear any footsteps so you knew she was keeping her distance. You turned to face her and her eyes were red while her lips turned into a frown. Your heart broke at the sight and you held out your arms welcoming her into your warmth. She didn't hesitate to reach you in a couple of long strides, wrapping her arms around your middle.

"I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I came back to apologize but you were gone and I didn't know where you went and-"

"It's alright my love." You told her so she wouldn't continue rambling. "We both had a hand in that argument. I shouldn't have said what I said." You stared down at her before pulling her to her feet with a smile. "Dry those tears. We've been invited to a party."

You tried to lighten the mood and beamed when you saw a smile make its way to her lips. "Party?"

"Yeah. Onabi invited us after we had a chat. She made me realize that I can be wrong too." You said and Shuri grabbed your face before tilting your head down. She kissed the crown of your head but let her lips linger for a couple of seconds as you held her waist.

"Then let's get ready my love."

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sol-consort · 2 months

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So you know it’s human instinct to help your neighbor. And canonically some species get annoyed because they interpret our desire to help as humans solving everyone’s problems for them to make them look bad. Even when that concept has basically been beaten out of us currently we’re still doing what we can to help the community or people who need it. We see people in trouble and we want to help, not to gain anything but because it’s the right thing to do.

A turian falls in the presidium lake, and turians are so physically dense that they sink, a gaggle of humans around all dive in after the turian to haul them out.

A quarians suit gets a rip and humans will rush them to the closest sterile area and help them patch it up.

A hanar becomes dehydrated and humans will sit there gently pouring water over them until help arrives to properly rehydrate them.

A random human ship, maybe a civilian ship, maybe the ship is a mailing ship. they hear a distress call out in the cosmos and despite having no armaments or defenses, the captain of the ship b-lines it for the call to help whoever they can.

Humans don’t like seeing people suffer. Even when we hesitate, even when we tell ourselves it’s not our business, that instinct is still there. We want to help them and it’s intimidating to the other species because everyone else is generally out for their own people.

I love this concept!

We've always been a community based species ever since we became hunters and gatherers. It is in our genes to be as helpful as we can. It gives us a sense of purpose and makes our brain release the reward hormones. That's why we love giving gifts to others, showing love in acts of service, or sharing compliments with whoever we can.

That's how we domesticated the dogs, cats, and even pigeons. We were so kind and helpful to them that they saw it in their benefit to form a symbiotic relationship with us. We have to prevent humans from feeding other wild animals or interacting with them just so we don't accidentally domesticate another whole wild race because we thought they could use some food and shelter.

We're empathetic by nature. We see someone in distress, and we understand how it must feel even if they're in a situation we can't relate to. We still understand the emotion. Our kids grow up thinking everything should be fair, and everyone deserves food and the best toys.

We still tell them our fairytales where goodness prevails, and people are always fair because even when we know, they'll grow up and be hit with the harsh indifference of life like we were. Because we hope, we hope that maybe just maybe they'll be better than us. Maybe they can make these fairytales a reality one day, that if we shove enough kindness and love into a child, then hopefully they'll grow up to be a kind adult who helps others.

Even our philosophies of morality always waters down to "treat others how you wish to be treated" we try our hardest each time to achieve a utopia with no suffering despite knowing humans are flawed by nature, much like an asymptote we always strive for a goal we may never reach yet we always try nonetheless. To care in the face of an uncaring universe, that is the human condition, our greatest strength and biggest weakness.

It will definitely be met with suspicion from other aliens at how helpful we can get at times, especially when we ask for nothing back. It will make them feel uneasy how fast integrated and adapted with the other species, even making space for them and accommodations amongst our own planets in case they visit.

Inviting out turian friends to visit our beaches on earth, making sure they're safe while we slowly guide them in the water. The nearby human lifeguard keeping a close eye on them and coming to the rescue the second the turian slips into deeper water and begins to sink.

Maybe a turian forgot to bring their lunch at work and all the humans nearby chip in with whatever pieces of food they can manage that are safe for turian consumption. Triple checking that they're not contaminated. Ever since that day, everyone in that office started taking turns bringing an extra lunchbox that's full of food both humans and turians can eat, seperate from their own lunch just in case the turian forgets theirs once more.

There is nothing humans hate more than eating while someone else in the room doesn't have food, we share our dinner with our pets just to make them feel included even if they already had their dinner a short while ago.

So a turian or quarian coworker not having something to eat during lunch will absolutely bring out the community instincts in the humans who will pool money and have someone run to the nearest store and bring them dextro food. Absolutely no one is allowed to be left without food.

The dehydrated hanar one is too adorable. Imagine you're in a trip with a group of people or maybe on a transport ship much like our current trains and a hanar faints because of their water levels getting dangerously low but there is no water source on board to take them to.

So all the humans give up their waterbottles and pool them together to give to the hanar. From the cute ones with stickers and charms to the sleek sporty ones with antibacterial lining and the everyday plastic waterbottles that are a little bit crinkled.

Every single one counts, everyone gives their own bottle. Some mother who apparently prepared for the trip beforehand comes in with 10 whole large water bottles that she was carrying just in case. Every human is fussing over the hanar and making sure they're well, the word gets spread around throughout the whole ship from one room to another and a steady stream of water bottles is being brought as every human who hears this immediately volunteers their own.

The adorable hanar waking up to be surrounded by a gaggle of concerned humans who are pouring water on its tentacles from a bright pink waterbottle with an anime charm.

Maybe the mass effect field of one of the hanars malfunctions, and they flop on the ground like a fish as their legs fail to lift them up, a couple of humans passing by stop and carry the hanar to the nearest hospital.

A drell struggling to breath and a human lends them their asthma inhaler, teaching them how to use it and telling them to keep it, they have a spare one afterall.

Maybe after curing the genophage, krogans find themselves struggling to fit in the parental roles. Especially the new fathers who never known what having a father is like before. They'd try their hardest to bond with their kids but find themselves absolutely clueless in certain areas.

I see humans helping the lost krogan in the baby diapers aisle to pick a brand, reassuring him that their human babies sometimes headbutt things too and giving him advice on which brand is the most comfortable and which might give them a rash so he should avoid.

Humans sharing their own lullabies and children TV shows with the krogans who didn't have the time to make any until now and they need something fast for their kids while they're building their society but the asari shows are too asari centered and the salarian ones feel insulting.

So they find the human kids shows which to their surprise, features so many nonhumans! Especially earth animals like sharks, dinosaurs and lions which quickly become a favourite amongst all krogan children. They also learn how destructive and a bit psychopathic the human children can be, and how it is just a normal phase every human goes through and feel a since of kinship with the humans. Too bad their adults outgrow that phase huh?

It's confusing to other species who aren't used to receiving kindness out of pure kindness. It's especially confusing when the humans themselves start protests and petitions against their own human government to lift the laws banning turians from visiting Earth, or the heavy mistreatment of them because of the war.

It is especially baffling when humans are ready to defend any cause they believe in, even if it doesn't involve their own kind. The Krogans are fighting for the right to get two new planets to house their new population while Tuchanka recovers? Count the humans in, we are ready to go defend them in the galactic court and everything, we will give them our best lawyers because they deserve compensation for the unfairness they suffered.

The vorcha are struggling to conduct a proper case against the asari who enslaved them because of their 20 years lifespan and the asari lawyers who keep stalling? Fuck you the humans will get involved

We will fight and pressure the asari government to negotiate with them or we will be bringing this up in the galactic court since with the humans involved, it became a council matter and not just an asari inside problem.

We are stuffing our nose in wherever we could fit it, standing in between every fight and choosing our own morale stand. Defending and helping who we deem right while condeming the unfairness.

It can range anything from one human helping an elcor pick something they dropped to whole arranged protests and petitions for other's rights.

Imagine the humans congratulating the krogans on the cure by sending them baby blankets and cute krogan shaped plush dolls they custom-made. Giving them all the baby supplies their charities could spare and sending human relief programs to start daycares and babysit the krogan kids while their parents work together on building their society.

And those humans have their own kids and bring them to the daycare with the krogans. The two species having their offspring become best friends for a moment in history as the krogan rebuilt and the humans stood at their back.

The drell who get curious about the natural deserts on earth, it quickly becomes a huge attraction for them because of how much it resembled their homeplanet. The humans quickly welcoming them and making accommodations for them and any hanar they may bring on these trips.

#☆krogans #☆humans #☆salarians #☆drell #☆hanar #☆turians #☆fluff

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faofinn · 7 months

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No.8 "I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier."

@whumptober-archive

Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | "It's all for nothing."

Working in London had its perks. Good public transport, better money, a trauma network to be proud of. After the Army it had been welcome, a supportive network to put his skills to good use and help others as well as teach and learn. He’d made his career there, met his wife, and given it was the hospital that had saved Finn and given him a second chance to complete his degree, he owed it a lot.

He’d just finished seeing a patient in the ED, and sat down to get his notes done. It had been a busy day, the ED overcrowded as ever, people waiting hours on hours to be seen. It was more and more like the status quo these days, not that that made it any easier to deal with.

As luck would have it, he was sat next to Harrison, and he glanced over at him, humming. He’d been about to ask him if he was coming for for Sunday lunch that week when the world shattered around them. There was an explosion so big it rocked the ED, walls crumbling and windows shattering.

Harrison suddenly found himself on the floor, shards of glass and debris surrounding him, his ears screaming. Everything was sluggish for a moment, reality slowly falling back into place. Blood dripped from his nose and he roughly wiped it away, trying to get to his feet.

"Fao?!"

The blast had taken Fao to the floor too, dust and rubble all around him, his ears ringing with it. It wasn’t the first explosion he’d been caught in the aftermath of, but that hardly made it any easier. Struggling to his feet, Fao gripped what was left of the desk. It took a minute to register that Harrison had called his name.

“Hars?”

He looked critically over him. "You okay? Bleeding?"

“Dunno.”

"Let me see."

He struggled to stay upright, definitely concussed, and when he wiped at his brow his hand came back red. He wasn’t sure if he was bleeding anywhere else, trying to think was like trying to crawl through molasses.

Fao looked as shit as Harrison felt, and it was taking every ounce of his control to not just break down. He cupped Fao's cheek with one hand, frowning.

"How dizzy are you?"

Fao huffed a laugh. “Very.”

"Right, sit. I'm not having you collapse." He'd not thought he'd hit his head, but the sudden nausea and subsequent vomit said otherwise. He roughly wiped his mouth, turning back to Fao. "Let me check you, then…then god knows where we start."

Fao picked up a chair that had been knocked over, testing how stable it looked before he sat on it shakily. “I’m fine, I think. You’re not, though.”

"I'm fine." He brushed Fao's concern off. "Let me have a look at your head."

“Mm, ‘kay.”

Harrison was gentle as he did so, screams starting to break through the chaos. He knew he ought to go treat, but Fao was his priority. He always was.

He was starting to feel a little better, the blood more of an inconvenience than anything else. He pulled away, looking up at Hars. “We need to start triaging, Tomcat.”

"Yeah, I know. I just wanted to make sure you weren't gonna die on me." He said softly. "Let's go see what we've got."

“As if I’d die on you.” He said, carefully getting to his feet.

Harrison couldn't help his glare. "You're an arse."

“It’s fine, we’re even.”

"Dick."

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

He glanced at him. "No. But we don't have a choice."

“Okay enough to stand and treat, at least?”

"Yeah, course." He glanced around. "We need more staff."

“We need more on a good day.” Fao grumbled.

Harrison snorted, hating the pain that lanced across his ribs. He rummaged in the drawer by him, making a triumph noise as he found the rota. "Right! Everyone listening! I need to know who we've got, who's hurt, and then we can triage patients, okay?

"If you are hurt, but still walking, start treating. I know we're all stubborn fuckers, but, for the love of god, if you are properly hurt, please speak to someone, let them help." His voice betrayed his stoicism for a moment. "I can deal with injuries. I can't deal with losing any of you guys, alright? Look after each other. We just need to get through the next hour, more help is on the way. I know you guys are scared, I know how overwhelming this all is, I know. But we can do this, okay? We've just got to get through the next hour.

He braced himself against the desk as dizziness hit him again, and he swallowed down the nausea. "We need to set up a triage, all current major patients are gonna be put in resus. Float a few of you there so anyone needing immediate medical treatment that's ongoing can get done. Anyone new, we'll move to majors one. Everyone currently admitted, majors two. Systems are down, let's get everything on the whiteboards, okay? Check everything twice, no mistakes. Go in pairs, nowhere alone, alright? Alright." He sighed. "This is shit, this is tough, but we've got this. I believe in you all, take a moment and let's try and sort what we can, okay?"

Fao let him talk, taking control easily and comfortably. It was his department, and he did a good job of getting everyone’s attention. Plenty were just as wounded as they were, some looked worse, and Fao’s eyes flicked critically as they gathered, taking stock of who could likely treat and who couldn’t.

It was a relief to have his staff accounted for, however injured they were. He wasn't sure where the explosion had come from, or why, but that wasn’t the main focus. They'd deal with that later. They had patients they needed to see, and plenty of them should be patients themselves. With a dark expression, he rifled through the major incident pack, handing out tags.

"Fao? You alright to hold down adults for ten minutes? I want to go check paeds."

Fao nodded. “Yeah, absolutely. Be careful, yeah?”

"And you." He said firmly, nodding at Fao. "I'll shout what I find."

“Don’t do anything stupid.”

He turned to grin. "When would I ever?"

“All the time, that’s what I’m worried about!”

"Worry about my ED. That's all I'm asking!" He shot back, already making his way through the debris.

Fao shook his head, but turned his attention to the rest of the team. “Alright guys, listen up. Anyone who’s able to triage, go and triage. This is no different to any of the major incident training you’ve done. Don’t put yourself in any danger, don’t take stupid risks. There’s no point making more patients for us. If you’re not able to go and triage, come and see me, or send someone to get me if you need medical attention. Let’s work as a team, get things sorted, and we’ll get through this. I’m presuming we’re cut off from the rest of the hospital, so what we have here is what we’re working with.”

As everyone slowly split off, Fao was able to start taking stock, working out what supplies they had, what staff were around and who was injured or missing. They could start working out where was safe and where wasn’t, setting up areas to treat and areas to avoid.

It was as he was sorting them that he came across a slumped figure, blood spattered over the floor. It was Jamie, Fao recognised him immediately, and knelt next to him.

“Hey, Jamie.” He murmured. “You’re gonna be okay, I’m gonna get you sorted, alright?”

He barely raised his head, closing his eyes against the dizziness. "Fao."

“Hey. This is usually the other way round, eh? I’ve got you.”

"I don't know how you two do it." His voice was weak.

“Stubbornness.” Fao admitted. “I’m gonna get you up now, alright? It’s gonna suck, it’ll hurt like fuck, but it’s the only way we can get you help.” He shifted his weight, and then carefully picked Jamie up, uncaring of himself as he got to his feet.

"God, fuck this." He groaned, leaning into Fao. "Fuck."

“I know, I’m sorry.” He murmured.

"Am I gonna die?" He couldn't help but ask.

“Don’t be daft, of course you’re not.” Fao said lightly. “We’ve got to keep you around, you’re the only one who can cannulate me without turning me into a pincushion.”

He almost laughed, but the slight huff sent pain shooting through his abdomen. It spread everywhere, a shock going down his spine and the pain making him feel sick. He gave a groan, struggling to stay conscious.

“Okay, no jokes.” Fao said softly. “I’ve got you, I’m damn good at my job. You’re gonna be alright, just keep breathing for me.” He managed to find a half decent treatment space, things getting relatively sorted now, and looked around. “Where’s Harrison?” He asked one of the HCAs.

"He's not come back yet."

“Shit.” Fao muttered. “Okay, I need as much kit as I can get.” He looked around, finding what he could make use of. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

"Fao?" Jamie's voice cracked.

“I’m here, you’re okay.” He said, coming back to his side. “I’ve even found some pain relief.”

"Breathing's 'ard."

“Keep doing your best, okay? You’re doing amazing.”

"Sorry." He hated it, hated it all. His body was trembling, each movement making the pain worse. He coughed, suddenly retching at the taste of blood in his throat. He couldn't sit up to clear his throat properly so turned his head, spitting blood with a whine.

“You’re okay, don’t be sorry.” Fao soothed, ripping packs open to try and control the bleeding. “You’re doing so well.”

He forced a smile. "You don't have to lie."

“I’m not. Best surgeon in the hospital looking after you.” Fao tried to joke, packing the wound the best he could.

"It fucking hurts."

“I know, I know. Hold on for me, you’re doing great.”

"Don't lie." He murmured.

Fao had gotten to the point where he was happy enough with the packing, that the bleeding was at least slightly under control. He’d managed to bag painkillers and enough kit to start an IV, and he quickly set about getting access. “You’ll have to forgive me for this one mate, it’s been a while.” The lighting was shit, too, but Fao had always been decent at getting a vein, and managed to get a cannula in, feeling quite proud of himself. He needed more hands, though. He gave the morphine, scrawled the dose and time on Jamie’s arm with the pen he was glad he had in his pocket, and went back to the wound.

Jamie was beyond glad for the pain relief, the morphine threatening to pull him under. He didn't fight it as much, allowing the haze to take over as he drifted.

“That’s it.” He murmured, trying desperately to sort the bleeding. Where was Harrison? He should’ve been back by now.

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blackhakumen · 7 months

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Mini Fanfic #1145: Skull and Noir's Metal Filled Halloween Night (Persona 5 x SSBU)

7:45 p.m. at the Okamura's Residence's Living Room.........

TV Screen: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! (Heavy Metal Playing in the Background)

Haru: (Happily Raises her Fist Up in the Air While Next to Ryuji on the Sofa Together) WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!~ ROCK THE PIIIIITZ!!

Ryuji: (Chuckles Lightly) Damn, Haru! I knew there's a lot to more to ya than meets the eye, but I didn't know you had a thing for Heavy Metal music.

Haru: (Turns to Ryuji With a Bright Smile on her Face) Why, of course!~ I've been a fan of the genre for a long while now. It helped me out through so much in life that I doubt I would be the same nowadays without it.

Ryuji: Niiiice. I'm more of a Hip-Hop kind of guy myself- (Suddenly Let's Out a Loud Yawn While Stretching his Arm Up) But I'm always down to listen any rock related music sometimes....

Haru: (Giggles Softly) Aww~ Don't tell me you're getting sleepy on me already, Ryuji-Kun~

Ryuji: Nah, just feelin' yawny if anything. College been kickin' my ass with assignments lately. Haven't got that much sleep as I used to even.....

Haru: How come you never come to me fpr assistance? I'd be happy to help out.

Ryuji: (Sighs While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) Yeah, but I figured you were already busy with your own thing that I didn't want to be all that much of a bother in the scheme of things.

Haru: (Frowns a Bit) Oh Ryuji, you could never be a bother to me. ('Sigh') But I do get what you're saying though. Things have been a lot more challenging since we've both enrolled to our respective curriculums.

Ryuji: Yeah, but we can worry about that some other time. Right now, I wanna sit back and watch more of this sick Metalocalypse show you've been telling me all about.

Haru: (Rapidly Clapping her Hands in Glee) Ohh I'm so glad you're lliking it so far!~ There's so many more spectacular scenes and moments later down the line that I cannot WAIT to show you!~

'Doorbell Ring'

Haru: Ooh!~ That might be the Trick-or-Treaters outsides!~ (Got Up and Make her Way to the Dpor)

Ryuji: (Follows Behind Haru) You know, you might be the only person I know who's excited to give out candy.

Haru: It always makes me happy seeing everyone enjoying Halloween, nostalgic even.

Ryuji: Yeah, I missed the good ol' days when you dressed in costumes, getting all the treats and candies you've dreamed of having, and egging and tee-peeing on the houses that don't give you any at all.

Haru: (Smirks at Ryuji While Picking Up a Bpwl of Candy From a Nearby Counter) A troublemaker I see~ Ever got caught doing those pranks?~

Ryuji: ('Scoffs') As if. You're talking to the fastest guy on the block here. I never got caught by anyone growing up!....Except for my mom.....and one of the neighbors' dogs......and Ann......and Shiho.......and Ren that one I pranked him- I am not impressing you one bit, aren't I?

Haru: (Giggles Softly) Oh no, I'm impressed alright~ By how cute you are, of course!~

Ryuji: (Glares at Haru) Hey, watch it, sista' Your son fits in the "cute" category, not me.

Haru: (Pouts at Ryuji) Oh hush! There's nothing wrong with having two of my boys as cuties~ (Playfully Pinches Ryuji's Cheek)

Ryuji: (Chuckles Ticklishly by Haru's Antics) C-Cut it out, will ya!?~ You're just as bad as my ma!

Haru giggles some more as she opens the door to see Futuba and the kids standing in front of her doorstep.

Kids: Trick-or-Treat!~ Trick-or-Treat!~ Give us something good to eat!~

Ness: (Bows His Upper Body Down at the Duo) Please and thank you.

Haru: (Gasps Loudly as She Place Both her Hands onto her Cheeks) Oh my gossssssh!~ You all look and sounded so adorable!~

Lavenza: (Happily Bows Down While Lifting the Lower Part of her Princess Dress Slightly Up) Why, thank you!~ We do our best to look our best for the spooky occasion as they say.

Morgana: (Points at Futuba Besides Him While Wearing his Musketeer Costume) Plus, Ms. Nerdy Featherwoman here kept making us sing that sing at almost EVERY place we've visited so far.

Futuba: (Glares at Morgana) Okay, first of all, I'm the Green Neo Featherwoman, thank you. Amd second, would you quit having little faith in me already? Our singing method's working like a charm so far. Mostly.

Ness: (Sighs While Dressed as a Dracula) Here's hoping we can keep it that way without getting into any trouble. (Slowly Turns his Jead at the Potential Culprit) And by "we", I mean you. JUNIOR!

Jr: (Was About to Sneak in Front of the House While Holding a Roll of Toilet Paper Before Stopping at his Tracks Once his Name was Heard) What happen?

Futuba: (Sighs While Pinching the Bridge of her Nose) Dangit, Junior. I thought I told you no tee-peeing anyone's house tonight!?

Jr: Oh come on, I only got one roll with to use! And besides, didn't you say to trick 'em at some point?

Futuba: Yeah, when they DON'T give you candy, which Haru-san was about to do right now by the way!

Ryuji: Yeah, and you're not even doing it right. You have to step a few inches back from the house, get into your perfect throwing position, and-

Haru: Ryuji! (Turns to the Youngest Koopa) Now, Junior, don't you think it's a bit mean to try and throw paper at someone who's giving out treats?

Jr: ('Sighs in Defeat') It is....Sorry for almost doing so, Ms. Haru.....

Haru: (Smiles Softly) It's quite alright, dear, no harm done. (Place a Few Candy Down on Jr's Bag) I love your costume.

Jr: (Smiles Brightly) Thanks! Sage told me it's suppose to be this Freddy guy from that Elm St. Movie or whatever.

Haru: (Continues Giving Out Candy to Everyone Else) Sage?

Ryuji: Who's that?

Ness: A new friend we met not too long ago.

Morgana: We're about to meet her and the others at Smash Tpwn to try out that new Haunted Mansion place everyone beem talking about. Wanna come with?

Futuba: (Puts on a Grin) I got plenty of spare Feathermen suits for you guys to wear~

Ryuji: Cool, but no can do, you guys. Haru and I already booked to watch a night marathon here.

Futuba: Really? Since when did you guys started hanging out with each other?

Ryuji: (Casually Shrugs) For a while now. Gotta start the dat- I-I mean, the....Friendship Train going! (Chuckles a Bit Awkwardly There) Am I....right?

Futuba: (Squints her Eyes at Ryuji a bit Suspiciously) Hmmmmmmmm- Hrm? (Suddenly Felt her Phone Viberating From her Costume's Pocket as She Takes her Phone Out and Check the Message Sent to Her)

Morgana: Anyways, Ryuji.....(Takes a Regular Size Chocolate Bar From Put of his Bag and Tosses it Towards Ryuji) Catch.

Ryuji: (Catches the Bar Mona Gave him With a Surprised Look on his Face) Ah dude, you're actually giving me your chocolate bar right now?

Morgana: (Happily Nodded) Yep! I already got a few more in the bag and I figured you would want one right about you, you know?

Ryuji: (Forms a Cheeky Grin on his Face) Well, ain't this a surprise!? Thanks, bud!

Haru: (Smiles Proudly at her Son) That is so sweet of you, honey!~

Jr: (Gives Haru the Roll of Toilet he Was Holding) You can have the toilet paper too. You'll probably have more use for it than I ever will.

Haru: (Smiles Softly at Jr) Thank you, sweetie.

Futuba: Holy macaroni! The attraction's about to start in a few minutes! We gotta get a move on, people!

Kids: (Cheers in Rejoice)

Haru: (Giggles Softly) Well, don't let us keep you waiting then.

Ryuji: Yeah, uh....Mona?

Morgana: (Turns Back to Ryuji) Yeah?

Ryuji: Uhh......Listen to what Futuba says and.....Have a good time out there, yeah?

Morgana: Oh uh....(Smiles a Little) Yeah, sure thing. You guys have a good time too. We'll miss you.

Haru: We'll miss you too, baby~

Ryuji: Yeah, and don't worry about your ma, kiddo. (Points at Himself with a Cocky Grin on his Face) She's in good hands by yours truly after all!

Morgana: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah, I'll hold you to it, Mr. Bodyguard.

Futuba: (Happily Waves Goodbye to the Duo as She and the Others Take Their Leave) Later guys! Have a Spooooooooky Halloween Night!~

Kids: Byeee!~\ See ya!\ Have a good night!

Haru: (Happily Waves Back at Everyone) Have a spooky Halloween Night yourselves, everyone!~ Enjoy your candy!~ (Watches Futuba and the Kids Leave as She Behins to Let Out a Sigh) I miss them already. (Turns to Ryuji) You okay, Ryuji-san?

Ryuji: ('Sigh') Yeah, a little....(Turns Back to Haru) Sorry for chickening out there, Haru. I don't know what came over me at that moment.....

Haru: That was your nerves showing and it's okay, truly. If anything, I would've done the same in your position.

Ryuji: Yeah, but....I don't wanna make it seem like I'm ashamed of dating you or anything, cuz I'm not.

Haru: (Gently Grabs Ryuji's Hand While Giving him a Sincere, Reassuring Look in her Eyes) I know you aren't, dear. I can tell by the look in your eyes alone that you love, just as much as I love you too. (Kiss the Top of Ryuji's Hand)

Ryuji: (Starta Blushing by Haru's Simple, Yet Effective Display of Affection) ......Damn, Haru. Since when did you became more romantic than I am?~

Haru: (Giggles Softly) When you get arranged to forced marriages as much as I have, you tend to get more romantic knowledge and experiences out of it, for better or for worse.

Ryuji: (Gently Grabs Haru's Hand) I'll make sure to I do everything I can make you happy.

Haru: (Smiles Brightly) Silly~ You've already made me plenty happy just by being here and loving me~ (Gives Ryuji a Kiss on the Cheek) Now, come. I believe we still got ourselves Metal show to watch and our very own cuddle session to proceed going forward~

Ryuji: (Smiles Brightly) Lead the way, ma'am!~

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!~

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#persona 5 #super smash ultimate #haru okumura #ryuji sakamoto #futaba sakura #morgana #lavenza #ness #bowser jr #sage (mentioned)#metalocalypse #date night #cute romance #fluff #ryuji x haru #happy halloweeeeeeen #halloween month #haru okumaru

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raccoon-eyed-rebel · 11 months

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✨If you get this, someone thinks you are awesome!✨

✨Send this anon to 10 blogs that make you happy when you see them on your dash ✨

Hi anon, anon, anon, anon, anon, and anon. I hope you'll forgive me that I'm just gonna answer this once - but with a li'l twist!

I love that people took time out of their lives to tell me they think I'm awesome; I think they're all awesome, too! Now instead of answering this six times and then sending this on to 10 people anonymously... I'm gonna call out the people I was gonna send this to publicly! With a little bonus...

It has to be @geralts-yenn! I couldn't call myself her rodent bestie if I didn't have this number 1 spot reserved for her. Now, first this bitch wonderful person writes me Ray of Sunshine, a modern-day Melot AU wet dream filled with bikers and beaches and sex, but she also hit us with anahita - a Napoleon smutfic so hot you'll be sweating like a whore in church before you're even through the first paragraph. Go read that. You're welcome.

Next, we've got my co-Dutchie @keanureevesisbae, who is busy with her own projects instead of fanfics nowadays. Still: Go read endeavors and thank me later. Or, if you're into a little RPF and want to live life vicariously through sugarbaby Becky there's also sugar sugar, which is very nice as well... (I just want a man to come take me shopping, okay?)

@deandoesthingstome is an amazing writer, I am often jealous of her way with words, and she is one of the kindest people I know on here. Go read Holiday Angel. It has everything. A luxurious mansion to mentally vacay in for a bit, gentle!Dom!August, forbidden fruit romance. It's a long one, but so, so worth it... Another good one? Why, of course! Hall Pass. Just read it. She also deserves a shoutout to being one of the most supportive readers in this entire fandom

They haven't been on here long, but my tumblrverse would already be so incomplete without @ellethespaceunicorn! Not only did they write Treat Me Like A Slut, which has August just the way we like him; dominant and deep inside you, they also found it necessary to write Make That Kitty Purr. And I agree. It was necessary. Nevermind that my babyboy Mikey gets hurt, I'll forgive Elle for that because this shit was so fucking good.

Next up we've got @peyton-warren, who only recently returned from a little Tumblr hiatus, and I thus haven't spoken that much just yet, but the drabble Arresting and Arrested should be enough to get you to take a look at the rest of her masterlist.

Go check out @mayloma, creator of Behind The Curtain, which has a lovely August and some anal action - which means I'm always game! She's also very sweet. I know I haven't read much of her stuff, but if I ever get my act together and get reading again, Yenn assured me there's some Sy to check out here.

It's no secret I don't particularly like my Sy's in the military, which makes it all the more impressive that @sillyrabbit81 wrote one that I did fall head over heels in love with! He's in Even if you don't mean it, and if you haven't read that, go do it now. And I do mean that. Then, perhaps my all-time favorite fic so far has to be The Fallen Wolves Brotherhood. Maybe I should elaborate on that, probably, but instead I'm just gonna say: Bikers. Proceed with caution, because when that next chapter hits, you're gonna have to pause Criminal Minds. I'm also going to leave the link to Prying here, because it's so fucking dirty it melts my brain a little every time I re-read it.

Now, we all love seeing @angryschnauzer on our dashes, keeping things horny on main and yeeting the occasional fic into the dark void that is this hellsite. For instance Cuddles and Snuggles, an unholy combination of Mike and Charles - something that had never even crossed my mind - and a guest appearance from sugardaddy August. Mad perfection. Now my next rec for her may be a little odd, because she makes it very clear that it's a crack fic; Full Mast. I'm a sucker for everything pirate - and so is reader... just check out Part 2...

@poledancingdinos amazed me with You've got me hooked, which has stripping and sex work and Sy, who is great. I think I read this entire (or almost entire?) series in a single night while I was in bed. Couldn't stop... She's also responsible for Soundtrack of Debauchery, which I still haven't finished, because my ADHD has been a bitch, but I started it, and it was very good!!!

#10

And last but not least: @littlefreya. I'm fairly sure there are still things on her massive masterlist I haven't read, and a lot of which I read in my pre- and early fandom tumblr days, and haven't reblogged (for which I apologize, by the way). The sheer vastness of her masterlist makes it a bit tricky to pick, but let's go for some delightful dark fics; The Devil's Tongue and Destroyer of Angels

SO: The challenge. If you're on this list (or if you're not on this list, this is an open invitation to everyone!) rec some fics! Write an essay, like this one, or don't. Toss a few names and some titles in a list and be done with it, that's fine. Recommend one, or ten, or twenty authors. Hell; Recommend yourself! Recommend your favorite artist, link some art! Spread the love!

#anon ask #anon positivity #spread the love #fandom is community #I woke up with an unexpected amount of energy today #fic rec #not mine #author rec list

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missvelvetsstuff · 2 years

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Cold Hearted

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Reader x Bucky x Nat

Chapter 8

Warnings: swearing, angst and a splash of smut.

Notes: I'm sorry this chapter took so long but I've been struggling. I knew where I was going but trying to get it how I wanted was a challenge. I hope it was worth the wait.

There will be another chapter to wrap it all up but this is the big climax. Enjoy.

Steves retirement party is today. He and Sharon have been a bipolar couple, either fighting or fucking, not much in between except in those few moments of warm haze after sex. Sharon was never satisfied with anything. The house, him, the team's icy treatment. Everything was a drama but every time Steve was really considering ending it she would seduce him back into her bubble.

No one was really looking forward to the party except for the fact that Steve and Sharon would be moving out the next day. They were all exhausted with Sharon and her constant bitching but also of Steve and his whining and waffling. He would go back and forth from the good man they thought they knew to the arrogant Captain America who felt entitled to everyone's adoration.

At least Thor and Val would be there with some Asgardian liquor.

BB, Nat and Wanda were relaxing over brunch discussing the evenings activities

Wanda took a sip of her mimosa and giggled at the bubbles "I just want this all over with and Sharon away from the compound. The animosity and stress is getting to me. Every time I'm anywhere near her all I feel is her hatred for the team. I don't know what Steve sees in her."

Nat nodded "It's like he's under a spell but a really bad one that keeps slipping when they aren't fucking"

BB smiled sadly "I don't know what's happening but he's not the Steve I thought I knew.

Wanda, you'd be able to tell if she was using any kind of magic, right?"

Wanda nodded "Most likely. I'd get some kind of vibe off of them but all I feel from them is anger and lust. Those emotions are too prominent for me to read any thoughts."

BB sighed "I feel that too. It makes them so uncomfortable to be around."

Nat rubbed BBs thigh "enough of that, soon they won't be our problem anymore.

So, Wanda what are you and Vis wearing? Bucky has a copy of his Army uniform that Tony had made for him and BB and I coordinated our dresses so should look pretty hot. It's our first public outing as a throuple so we want to impress. No press but Tony will have a photographer and pics are going to People magazine exclusively so they will notice us. We've even been practicing dancing together."

Nats smile was infectious and Wanda couldn't help but tease her "You seem happier than when you married Bucky. Should he be jealous? Are you and BB gonna run away on him."

Nat giggled "No. We're not going anywhere. I was so happy when we got married but BB was always our missing piece. She was happy with Steve and he was happy with her so we didn't want to mess with it but back in the day it was always the three of us."

"I'm not complaining, the lust and contentment I get from the three of you is so sweet and gets me started. Vis isn't complaining" Wanda smirked.

BB has to tease "So happy our feelings are helping your sex life. One of these days you'll have to give us some details."

Wanda blushed and hid her face while Nat and BB laughed. Maybe this could be a good day.

Steve and Sharon had slept late after staying up half the night tangled up in each other. He watched her while she slept, she was so beautiful. Especially when she wasn't nagging him about one thing or another. He had convinced himself it would get better when they moved out away from the team. They would have their own space without the animosity the team was still radiating. He had believed everyone would come to accept his relationship with Sharon but they were still angry over how he treated BB. Bucky still wouldn't talk to him outside of Avengers business and he missed his friend. After all they had been through Bucky let a woman come between them.

He knew there was something going on with BB and Bucky and Nat. They were always together and BB looked at them the way she used to look at him.

Steve thought about BB for a minute and smiled sadly, she really was incredible. He felt bad for everything but he wanted kids so bad he could taste it and BB couldn't give him any. It was a shame but life was full of them and he moved on.

He started softly running his fingers over Sharon's body to distract himself from thinking about BB. She moaned softly and her eyes fluttered open. "Already Captain? How do you still have any energy after last night?" She rolled over on her back to give him more access. Steve pushed BB out of his head and drowned himself in Sharon.

Once they finally got up Steve went to work out but Sharon declined using the hours of sex as an excuse claiming she'd had enough exercise.

Bucky and Sam were having lunch after spending some time sparring after a morning run when Steve wandered into the kitchen. Steve greeted them both, Sam waved and Bucky just nodded in response.

Steve sighed "Is everyone gonna hate me forever? Don't I deserve to have the American dream after all these years defending it? Why don't my so called friends want me to be happy?"

Bucky scoffed "It's not that we don't want you to be happy and you know that. You don't deserve to be happy at others expense but you don't care about who you are hurting. BB deserves better"

Steve bristled "She looks pretty happy with you and Nat. Didn't take you two very long to move in on her. You guys fucking her already?"

Bucky stood up and got in Steve's face "What's it to you? You cheated on her and then dumped her like yesterday's garbage. We have been trying to help her get over you and stay away from Sharon. Maybe if you didn't insist on flaunting your whore around we wouldn't need to"

"Jesus Buck, when will you let that go? Relationships end all the time, not every couple lasts forever. BB and I weren't right together, Sharon and I are, she's a better match in almost every way. You know I have a lot of pressure and expectations on my shoulders from the public and a former Black Widow who can't have kids isn't what is expected of me."

Bucky shook his head "What's expected of you? Do you even hear yourself? It's more than what you did to BB. You are so fucking full of yourself lately, you make me sick. What happened to the little guy from Brooklyn who never backed down from a fight? You're all ego and asshole, that's why no one is getting over it" and strode away.

Steve looked at Sam. "You too?"

Sam shrugged "You're my friend and I love you man but he's not wrong."

"Whatever you say, man." Steve left to find Sharon.

Unfortunately for Steve, Sharon was out being pampered to get ready for the party. He sat on their couch and flipped through the channels on the TV until he found a WW2 documentary.

Steve felt someone touching him softly and opened his eyes to see BB standing over him in nothing but a flimsy negligee. "It's ok Stevie" she told him, "I'll make all the bad go away."

She climbed onto his lap and started gently rubbing her bare pussy on his growing bulge, dripping all over his sweats so much that he could feel it on his cock.

"Oh BB, I've missed you so much. I'm so sorry, I still love you. I need you back, please BB."

She just shushed him and he groaned when she pulled him out of his sweats and sat on his cock until she was all the way down and started moving her hips slowly. "Oh god BB you feel so good. I've missed your sweet pussy. Sharon could never compare. I need you back." She started moving faster and he felt her squeezing him and dripping down his balls. "Fuck BB, I'm gonna cum. Oh god"

Steve felt his face stinging and opened his eyes to see Sharon standing over him, looking pissed. Face flushed red and before she said anything he felt the other side of his face stung. She slapped him, twice!

"Are you fucking kidding me Steve? I go out to get dolled up for your stupid party and come back to you having a wet dream about your ex? I can't believe you would do this to me, you bastard." She was furious, breathing heavy and ready to hurt him.

"I'm going to ask you a question and you better make me believe you when you answer. Are you still in love with BB? I'm not going to be the woman you settled for or your second choice so you better think long and hard about your answer."

She stood there with her hands on her hips, waiting for his response.

"No, Sharon baby, you're it for me. You know the subconscious does weird things. It's just all this stress. With being forced to retire, moving, everyone being pissed at me. That's all, it's nothing, BB is nothing to me. It's all you sweetheart"

Sharon looked skeptical "It better be Steve because I won't be made a fool in front of the world like what you did to her."

"No, I would never. You know I only did that because you wanted me to. You're everything. I love you so much."

Sharon didn't seem satisfied but calmed down. "You should start getting ready for dinner. Tony is doing some fancy sit down thing for just the team and the party is after. He's tacky as Hell but Tony does know how to throw a party and you don't want to miss it."

Dinner was tense. Tony and Sam tried their darndest to keep the conversation going but no one really wanted to be there. Except maybe Sharon, she seemed to enjoy everyone else's discomfort and had a huge smile through it all. Steve couldn't even look at BB without getting flustered so avoided talking to her, Bucky and Nat.

It was a relief when the dinner ended and they moved to the large hall where there were already some guests dancing to the big band music. The music stopped and the band leader introduced Steve as the guest of honor. There was tepid applause and a couple of boo's as Steve waved awkwardly and the music started back up.

Steve took Sharon's hand and they walked out onto the dance floor falling into step in time with the music.

BB was bouncing to the music when Bucky took her hand and Nats and they walked out to the center of the dance floor and tore it up(imagine Brendan Frasier in Blast from the Past) and everyone else stopped dancing to watch them. When the song finished everyone applauded while they left the dance floor.

"I need a drink" BB panted.

Bucky bowed to her "As m'lady desires. Natalia?"

"Yes, please"

Sharon was giving them all the stink eye for taking the attention from her and Steve. Steve couldn't decide if he was impressed or jealous but pushed it down and took Sharon out to dance.

That's how the evening went until General Ross took to the stage and the music stopped. He gave an eloquent speech about Steve, extolling his virtues and going over some of his best moments fighting for the country and the world. When he finished, he called Steve to the stage to say a few words. Sharon stayed in the wings until Steve finished.

She saw BB walk by and grabbed her by the arm. "It's Showtime BB, let's get up there."

BB tried to protest but Sharon pulled a knife out of nowhere and poked BB in the back. "Don't try to leave now, the fun is just getting started"

When they made it to the microphone Sharon moved the knife to BBs throat. The room hushed when they saw what was going on.

Bucky started to move towards the stage until he saw Sharon push the point of the knife into BBs throat and a trickle of blood trailed down her neck. He stood, fuming, fists balled, looking for a way to help BB.

Sharon smiled "Good evening everyone. I'm sorry to interrupt the festivities but I have a few things to say too. Don't think about interrupting or I'll slit your precious BBs throat from ear to ear.

First, I want to thank Tony for this lovely party, it's really more than Steve deserves but gives me a good place to finish what I started.

More importantly I want to thank Steve for being so easy to manipulate, you made this so easy. It's kind of pathetic honestly.

You, Steve Rogers are a disgusting piece of shit. I helped you and Sam get your tech back so you could save your dear Bucky and I became an enemy of the state while you just forgot about me. When you were pardoned after the snap I was sure you would look for me so you could help me and we would be reunited but I got nothing. Your friends came back and you defeated Thanos but still nothing. The fucking Winter Soldier should have been put down as soon as the government got their hands on him but no he was Captain America's buddy 100 years ago so lets kiss his ass too.

You didn't even try to find me even though I was in trouble for helping your stupid ass. Then Sam and Bucky show up in Madripoor and were surprised to see me like no one ever even thought about what happened to me. Apparently the great Captain America and friends thought I was disposable after I helped them.

Well fuck Captain America, fuck the Avengers and FUCK Steve fucking Rogers. I hate all of you.

All I had to do was drug you into sex once, stroke your ego and drop Aunt Peggys name to ruin you. It's like you hear Peggy Carter and your eyes glaze over."

Sharon laughed maniacally and cut a little more into BBs neck. BB closed her eyes, tears running down her face and waited for her to finish and kill her.

"You live with two of the smartest people on the entire planet and a bunch of spies. You have access to the best tech in the world but you folded like a cheap table instead of swallowing your ego and asking your friends for help. You broke the heart of the woman you claimed to love when she would probably have forgiven you since I, you know, technically raped you. Everything after that first time is all on you and you haven't behaved like a decent human being much less the great and moral Steve Rogers. Now everyone hates you and it's all on you.

My work here is done so, sorry for monologue-ing but The Power Broker is leaving you self righteous-"

An arrow went through Sharon's left eye and she dropped.

BB fell and caught her breath, then collapsed into a ball and started sobbing. Bucky bolted to the front of the stage, knocking a couple of people over, picked her up bridal style and held her tight trying to console her.

"It's ok BB, it's your Jamie and I've got you, you're alright baby."

Everyone cleared the way as he carried her out of the room with Nat and Wanda trailing behind him.

Unbeknownst to everyone, Clint had just entered the party when Sharon started her spiel, so slipped back out to grab his bow and arrows.

The entire room was in shock, no one especially Steve, ever imagined Sharon would do such a horrible thing. He knew she had drugged him but thought it was because of some twisted sort of love, not for this. He knew her admission didn't change much, she was right he had done every damn thing wrong from the start. He knew BB was ok and didn't need him so quietly slunk out of the room back to his quarters.

Tony went to the stage "I uh, I don't know what to say after all that. Obviously the party is over. Thanks for saving the day, Legolas."

Everyone cleared the room except for a couple of agents who went to get Sharon's body to take it to the morgue.

@bigphattygyal

The Avengers all went back to the common room, in shock, not sure what to say or do next.

Chapter 9

@vicmc624

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x sharon carter #bucky x nat x reader #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff x reader #cold hearted

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Hello! You’re such an amazing & talented author! Can I please get #13 angst & #8 fluff for Shuri? Thank you have an amazing day! <3

Angst #13: “I never meant to hurt you”

Fluff #8: Kissing the crown of the head

"Get out of my lab Y/N. That's an order." She turned away from you and you were taken aback by her tone.

"Honestly I was really surprised you showed up at my doorstep. I haven't seen you since a couple weeks ago." She smiled and you shrugged.

"Maybe. When does this party start?" You asked and she checked her watch.

"In about an hour. Which means you need to get back into the palace and find a cute fit. Maybe talk to your dearest." She raised her eyebrows. "Besides I'm rooting for you two to fix your issues."

"I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I came back to apologize but you were gone and I didn't know where you went and-"

You tried to lighten the mood and beamed when you say a smile make its way to her lips. "Party?"

"Then let's get ready my love."

#black panther shuri #shuri x reader #black panther imagines #shuri prompt #shuri x you #shuri black panther

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watermeloncholycucumbersome · 2 months

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Day 70 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

True Story.

Why is everyone "too busy" when I need them,

But I have to be available and ready to go when others need me?

It's the truth I've suffered the repercussions..

I guess there's a big difference between mine and others' mentalities,

I know how it feels to be:

Not thought about,

Unacknowledged,

Last minute additive,

The odd one out...

Bullied...

Patronized..

Purposely made feel bad...

I don't do that to others because it's a terrible feeling but I guess most I've met have never had that problem,

The world at their beckon call...

It must be nice to have the world on speed dial and it just answers on the first ring, agreeing to do your bidding.

I haven't had that luxury unfortunately.

They just use me when they need me,

And guess what? I'm right there like an idiot doing whatever needs done.

I text someone they never respond all day,

Yet I'm the asshole if I don't respond in 2.7 seconds.

I need to find friends?

Oh okay, just let me go to the friend store..

You don't think I've tried?

NOBODY WANTS TO TALK TO ME.

I'm not lying they get what they want and I foolishly think I have someone to talk to because they've humoured me for a bit and they never come back.

Show me where these decent people are..

I've definitely not seen them or met them,

To have a friend you have to be a friend.

Friendship is a one way street now, all take and no give.

I try to share with others what I have but that's not good enough, the humans around me are too privileged I guess,

Then I'm expected to take what I'm given with a smile on my face and a thank you on my lips.

Everyone seems to have a choice but me..

When am I going to wake up and realize that people don't like me?

Heck, they don't even think about me..

When they do I'm looked up and down like the world is a fashion show and I didn't get the memo.

Sorry for not being fancy enough to hang out with you..

"Oh you cut your own bangs? Ha-ha-ha-ha"

Yes, yes it's hilarious to not have anyone help me so I have to do it myself..

"Oh she's so Canadian!"

Here we have exhibit A, the little uncultured swine called Jenni.

She only eats certain things she can handle because she might be a bit neuro like that..

Things out of her 'safe zone' might taste weird, make her vomit, and she's not partial to weird textures etc.

Watch her struggle learning to use chopsticks and laugh because it's sooooooo hilarious, then when she picks it up quickly because she's being bullied so bad ignore her.

Oh look she must've been allergic to something we tried to get her to eat! Isn't that cute?!

She's also fat so why is she so picky with her food? She wasn't to gain the weight!

*the crowd pisses themselves laughing*

I don't have to be like you and you don't have to be like me.. That is okay you know?

God didn't make us all to be carbon copies of each other, He's not boring He doesn't like making the same thing twice..

It bugs me that I didn't even get considered to help pick my deceased mother's birthday cake, both of us hated red velvet..

But I should be thankful right?

We should all just have a laugh at the poor girl who's now a legit orphan and feel better when we go to sleep tonight because we've done our good deed of the day.

Jesus would be proud..

God, I wish my mom were here..

But thankfully for you all she isn't or else you would've got an ear full.

Thankfully she isn't here to tell you all you're jerks and shouldn't treat anyone like this - not even an enemy.

This is gross behaviour from grown assed adults.

Be thankful I don't say anything, be thankful I forgive you.

But don't take advantage of my love for God, even He tells you not to be around people like that.

Be thankful my Mom's not here to get upset but it's sad that there's not even a fear of God from "Christian" people or they wouldn't have acted like that.

You think my mom was bad, wait until my Father gets home.

And that's actually terrifying to be honest.

I forgive you.

I forgive you

Please God don't let them do this to someone else.

~Jenni

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lena-in-a-red-dress · 1 year

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Disenchanted Rewrite

The biggest change I would make to Disenchanted? Make Morgan the focal point.

And to avoid using the crutch of teenage angst as a plot point, make her different. She's the kid who never had to grow out of magic, because she knows it's real, she's seen it herself. She's bright and bubbly and likes the whimsical kinds of clothes her mom designs and makes.

But with her parents busy, a new baby sister, and a sudden move to the suburbs she wasn't asked about, her cheeriness starts to crack a little. From the time they arrive it's one bad happening after another, which all seem to center on Morgan.

To top it all off, Edward and Nancy come to visit with their special gift for baby Sophia. A wishing rod, one that can only be used by a true child of Andalasia. Morgan is all but ignored in favor of the baby, and we can tell that while Morgan loves and adores her baby sister, she's feeling very alone.

She goes to her first day school (I'm torn between NOT relying on the "kids are inherently cliquet shitheads" and Morgan's individuality-- which would have been valued in NYC-- making her othered), and ends up meeting another kid.

The popular girl.

The popular girl whose mom is the head of every committee and is generally very commandeering and demanding. The popular girl who would rather do robotics than cheerleading, who loves to read but rarely has time with her extra curriculars. Who adores Morgan from the moment this new girl spots her and immediately-- genuinely and cheerily-- compliments her, instead of being daunted or intimidated by her.

This popular girl-- let's call her... Sarah-- and Morgan immediately hit it off. Morgan invites Sarah over to her new home after school, and Sarah manages to get approval from her mom (we'll call her Vivian) with the caveat that Sarah gather "information" on Monroeville's newest residents.

Even though she has a guest, Morgan is asked to watch baby Sophia while her dad is at work and Giselle is busy negotiating a fabric order or something. So they're in the nursery when the conversation deepens.

Turns out Sarah is ALSO a step-daughter. Except that she remembers her mom and misses her terribly, which only makes her relationship with Vivian even more strained, who Sarah feels is trying to make her into this perfect carbon copy of who Vivian was in her own high school days.

Towards the end, Sarah tries to lighten the conversation by remarking how much she envies Morgan's light-heartedness-- how happy she seems, and how genuine she is. It's like.... she sees the good in everything, like-- everyone gets their own happy ending. Even her house seems like the basis of a fairytale.

To which Morgan shares that her life isn't as happy as it seems. She's lonely, she feels overlooked. She loves Sophia, but sometimes she misses the times when her family was just the three of them. What makes it worse is that she's SEEN fairytales come to life. She knows what a happy ending looks like, but it no longer feels like her own is guaranteed.

If only she were able to live a fairytale of her own.

Cue Sarah spotting the glitter of the wishing rod. She asks Morgan what it is, and Morgan tells her point blank. Sarah's reaction makes it clear that she's not sure she believes it, or simply accepts it as a metaphor, but either way she plucks it up and plops back down next to Morgan and is like-- "Let's do it. Let's wish for a fairytale."

And they do.

Nothing happens immediately. It's not until the next day that Morgan wakes up to find Sarah gone and herself in a magical world where she's the step-daughter and treated like Cinderella. Giselle is distant and cold towards her (a sharp contrast to what we've thus far seen from Giselle, which has been good intentions but distracted, abbreviated execution) yet fawns over Sophia.

When Morgan goes to market, she looks for Sarah. Finally, she spots Sarah walking beside her mother in nice clothes but clearly miserable. Their eyes meet and to Morgan's relief Sarah recognizes her immediately. At the next shop, Sarah makes up a pretense of wanting to peruse a street stall. Vivian sneers, but allows it.

Morgan runs to Sarah and they collide into a fierce embrace. In a jumble of words and confusion, they eventually work out that their wish indeed came true, but it's clearly not the fairytale life they intended. They agree that they need to reverse the wish, and fast.

With the Monroe-fest/ball happening that evening, Morgan has enough knowledge of fairytales to surmise that they have until modnight to reverse the wish before it becomes permanent. They make a plan for Morgan to find the wishing rod and bring it to a pond Sarah knows about, and that Sarah would find a way to slip away from her step-mother and meet her there.

Morgan upholds her end of the plan, but Sarah never shows. Time for plan B. Morgan finds her way to Sarah's family house to discover it's a sprawling mansion. Not only that, as the wish has continued to spread its roots, the years and years of misgivings between Sarah and her step-mom have created a nexus of dark energy, slowly turning the manor into the castle of an evil queen.

Knowing she has no hope of breaking in alone, Morgan calls on the only magical experts left available to her-- Edward and Nancy. After brief rundown to apprise them of events, they readily commit to helping her.

They devise a plan for Edward to provide a distraction at the front gates while Nancy and Morgan scale the perimeter wall and sneak into the castle. The only problem is, Edward posits, is that they don't know where exactly Sarah is.

Nancy and Morgan share a Look.

"The Tower," they declare in unison.

As Morgan and Nancy sneak through corridor after corridor, they talk. Nancy asks why Morgan wished something like this, and Morgan releases all her frustrations in a rush, citing her dark feelings and culminating in her deepest misgiving-- that she's not a daughter of Andalasia.

Nancy stops her right then and there. "Oh, sweetheart," she says, cupping Morgan's face and wiping her tears away. "Being a child of Andalasia isn't about where you were born. It's about what's in your heart."

Morgan is doubtful, and Nancy gives her a warm, kind smile.

"Don't believe me? Look around you, Morgan-- how else would the rod have granted your wish?"

That certainly gives Morgan to think about as they resume their trek towards the Tower. When they reach the locked chamber at the top, Sarah can be heard on the other side, shocked and relieved that Morgan has come for her.

When they descend with Sarah in tow, the sounds of encroaching guards funnel them into the grand hall of the castle where the ball is being held, and where Sarah's step-mother--- now an evil sorceress complete with magic-- is waiting for them.

Vivian delivers a monologue worthy of any villianess, declaring that she knew Morgan was no good the moment she laid eyes on her. She could not allow her daughter to comingle with such peasantry, for her daughter is to one day be the next dark queen, and they will rule the kingdom together in all their evil glory.

"No," Sarah speaks up. She steps forward to stand beside Morgan with her chin high. "I'm not you. I will never be you. Why can't you just let me forge my own path, and be who I want to be?"

"Because you are mine!" Vivian roars. Her glare turns to Morgan. "I will not allow you to fill my daughter's head with such thoughts any further."

"She deserves to be free to make her own choices!" Morgan calls out.

"There is nothing YOU can do to stop me."

Morgan straightens, standing tall and proud. "You're wrong. I am NOT nobody. I am a true daughter of Adalasia, and I will do everything in my power to stop you!"

With a roar, Vivian lashes out with her magic. The inky tendrils of darkness meets a forcefield born of Morgan's magic, which repels the beam in a flash of shimmering light. Vivian presses harder with her magic, nearly breaking through, but Sarah clasps Morgan's hand, and the shield strengthens with their combined might.

Vivian counters by supplementing her magic with the life force of the ball's attendees. Again, the shield nearly fails, but then Nancy grips Morgan's free hand. And then, finally, one more hand reaches up to clasp Morgan's shoulder from behind.

Morgan looks back to find Giselle, her features warm and adoring like Morgan remembers from before Sophia was born. Having been at the ball with Robert before Morgan burst in, she's heard Morgan's speech, which has woken her from her wish-induced role.

"I am so proud of you, Morgan," Giselle tells her, eyes glistening with tears. "I love you so much. I know you can do this. WE can do this."

Bolstered by the support of those around her, Morgan faces the evil queen once more and with a roar of her own sends a pulse of love and light throughout the room, severing Vivian's connection to the attendees and sapping her of power. As Vivian rises once more with hate in her eyes, she begins to craft a final, devastating spell.

"Morgan, now!" Giselle calls.

Pivoting towards Sarah, Morgan pulls out the rod and they clasp it together, their hands piling over each other. Together, they say the magic words.

"I wish."

Just as Vivian's spell blasts towards them, the world around them fades away, and when the girls open their eyes once more, they are back in Sophie's room, seemingly having fallen asleep while the baby napped.

With an almost frantic relief, the pair scramble downstairs to assure themselves that the world truly has regained its true shape. There nothing is out of place, except for Giselle in her office. Through the open door, Morgan can see her step-mother-- her mom-- pause in her pacing. After a moment of quiet, Giselle abruptly tells the caller on the other end that she has to go, and promptly hangs up.

She pulls back the door of her office and meets Morgan's gaze, proving that Giselle remembers everything. When Giselle surges towards her, Morgan opens her arms and hugs her mom tightly.

"I'm so sorry," Giselle tells her. "I never meant to make you feel that way. I promise, I won't let it happen again."

Morgan nods into her shoulder. "I love you, mom."

Eventually, Sarah reluctantly returns home. But to her surprise, Vivian quietly calls her into the living room for a talk.

"Do you enjoy cheerleading?"

The strange question takes Sarah aback, and she scrambles to find an appropriate answer. "I.... don't dislike it."

"If you had a choice, would you have chosen it?"

Sarah almost fibs, but at the last minute pulls on the strength she'd gained with Morgan in the wish world.

"No." She lifts her gaze to meet Vivian's. "No, I wouldn't."

For a long moment, Vivian is quiet. Then, she rises from her prim seat on the couch and approaches Sarah, taking the girl's hands in hers. It's a rare moment of physical contact.

"I'm sorry, Sarah," Vivian says. "I've tried to guide you into the things I enjoyed because it felt like the only way I could connect with you. But I realize now that it only served to drive you further away." Vivian pauses, taking a breath. "I don't want to be just your step-mom, Sarah. I want to be your mom."

It's all Sarah has ever wanted to hear. And Vivian's honesty is audible in her voice, tangible in the way her hands tremble ever so slightly in Sarah's. In a split second, Sarah makes her choice.

She flings her arms around Vivian, and hugs her tight. Surprised, it takes Vivian a moment to recover, but when she does she is quick to reciprocate.

"Let's find a new way forward," she murmurs. "Together."

The film ends with Sarah and Morgan walking into school together, greeting their other friends as they go. Giselle and Vivian are manning the bake sale (for the robotics team) outside, comfortable and supporting their daughters with mutual enthuasium.

And they lived happily.

#disenchanted rewrite #does this count as having spoilers?#it looks nothing like what was given #also just assume the songs are there and are well-written #better songs #catchier songs #anyway #here you go #this is my most in depth and complete version of how it could be done better #but i have other ideas too #just saying #theres myriad ways we could have gotten something more compelling #also this is meant to be a kids movie #so morgan and sarah dont have to end up in a romance #what do you think?#let me know

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changingplumbob · 7 months

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New Goth Household: Chapter 2, Part 6

Part of what I love about rotational play is my sims being able to visit family that I'm not having to control. Keira is close with her family, Joey's sister Devin is one of his best friends and with Alexander's parents gone he has to make new family. Since I couldn't keep to my normal limit I decided to throw caution to the wind and let families catch up.

Keira: How was your shift

Marta: People always need coffee, how was class

Keira: So so. Are you ready for a challenge

Marta: What kind of challenge

Keira: Mum text me to come visit and I thought you might like to come

Marta: To meet your parents

Keira: Parents, siblings, sister-in-law

Marta: Why not

Sulani, the place where autumn and winter are relative.

Keira: Anyone home? I brought cookies

Carson: Cookies?

Reece: They smell good

Kayleigh: Are you going to introduce us to this wonderful lady you've brought with you

Marta: Gracias

Keira: Right well... Mum, dad, everyone... This is Marta, my girlfriend

Kayleigh: How long have you been seeing each other

Keira: I wasn't keeping her secret or anything, I've just been busy with university

Kayleigh: Remember, university is not the most important thing you can do in life

Keira: I know mum, I know

Marta: I asked her to be my girlfriend recently

Harvey: A woman who takes the initiative, we can always use more of those

Keira: But we actually met back when I started university, or close to that

Marta: Just before your first exams

Keira: So it's not as if we've just met

Reece: Why would we care if you just met

Keira: We're actually living together

Charlie: No kidding. Congratulations Marta, you landed a good one with my sister

Reece: Some sims have all the luck

Marta: You would not want a girl though, no

Reece: Not in a million years, gay as a maypole here

Marta: What is a maypole

Reece: I actually have no idea

Charlie: Some genius you are

Marta: I am lucky, Keira is romantic

Carson: Gross

Harvey: One day you may not think romance is gross

Carson: Never

Kaori: So what keeps you busy Marta

Marta: I'm a barista

Kaori: Serving coffee all day? Sounds like tough work. Customers can be such a pain

Reece: Plus memorising all those orders

Marta: You're not disappointed in my job

Kaori: I don't even have a job so you're already ahead of me

Harvey: We tried to teach our kids that there are many options in life

Kayleigh: University is just one path, not everybody travels it

Harvey: Finding things that make you happy, that's important

Charlie: How about your parents

Marta: They have both passed to the forever save

Kayleigh: You're so young for that loss, I'm sorry

Harvey: Please visit whenever you need substitute parent hugs or advice

Marta: Gracias

Keira is delighted at how well things go, no one hates the cookies either.

Before long however the sun is setting and it's time to head back home.

Harvey: Good to see you kiddo

Keira: And you dad

Harvey: That Marta is a keeper

Keira: She's pretty great

Harvey: Just remember you're only 21, it's fine to take your time with things

Keira: I know dad, I love you loads

Keira: I don't think that could have gone better

Marta: Si. Your family is so friendly

Keira: We're all very close. Thank you for coming with me

Marta: Sulani reminds me of the beaches back in Cuba

Keira: Really

Marta: We weren't there long but I have good memories. Now I get to make more with you

Joey has been working hard on his mobile app so his sister Devin wanted to treat him to dinner. Joey is also creeped out at Caleb vampire running to the table. Come on dude, humans cannot keep up. Joining them is Devin's wife Luna and both of Joey's parents, Calista and Aaron.

Aaron: Most of this looks pretty adventurous

Joey: Watcher can't be bothered sorting out another in game restaurant right now

Calista: Sure son

Luna: OMW they have pasta

Devin: Lu I make you pasta all the time

Luna: But this one comes with a boatload of sauce

Calista: You are eating for three

Devin: Hi, could I please have a simsmapolitan. Just water for my wife, she's pregnant

Luna: Like she couldn't tell from looking at me

Devin: And I'm paying for everyone so we'll just need the one cheque at the end

Joey: Are you sure?

Devin: You may dream of being a tech guru but you're not there yet

Joey: Any updates on the Goth case pa

Aaron: I really should keep that between me and my clients

Joey: You know whatever you tell Alexander he's just going to tell me anyway

Devin: He's right

Aaron: We got the footage of Milton walking unattended up the drive to the courts, but a judge has to review

Joey: Do you think they'll be able to get Milton back

Aaron: I think so, the finances will take longer

Joey: Sis did you hear Dina called Alexander a golddigger

Devin: OMW she did not! What a hypocrite

Joey: Right! She's so ridiculous

Devin: What about Alexander's half siblings

Joey: Yeah, they exist

Devin: But will- Oh! Our food

Aaron: How do you suppose I'm meant to eat this

Joey: With your mouth

Aaron: Well thank you Joey

Luna: I cannot wait to dig into this

Callista: It looks nice but Yorks do pasta best

Luna: I'll let you know when I'm finished

Callista: Fill up those bambinos

Luna: Yes Ma'am

Devin: Seriously, they're Alexanders half siblings though, he must have some opinion

Joey: He's pretty focused on Milton

Calista: They tie Dina into his family forever

Luna: Calling the boy after his dead father, ghoulish

Devin: Seems nice to me

Luna: Because you're a cheerful sim schatz

Luna: Eve is a nice enough name for the girl but- oh dear

Devin: You okay Lu

Luna: Just some nausea it'll pass

Calista: I told you, those bambinos prefer York pasta

Aaron: Italians do it better

Joey: I've been told that

Calista: *laughs*

Aaron: Watcher save us from bro humour

Joey: Sorry pa, I'll keep my manners

Devin: This food really isn't too bad

Joey: I'm guessing you don't have the refined palate quirk yet

Devin: Wait- no I do

Joey: So how can you eat normal quality food without being sick

Devin: You should see some of what is on offer on set, the vegetables barely remember they're vegetables

Joey: Glamour of acting

Devin: I'm not sure how much time I'll get on set when the boys arrive though, I want to support Luna

Luna: Aww *blows kiss*

Devin: *grins*

Aaron: Remember if you need help we're just a phone call away

Joey: And me. I'm almost finished my degree so I can lend a hand

Luna: You're welcome anytime Joey

Joey: I'll be the cool uncle

Devin: Seriously though. When you've finished studying, if you need a place we have a spare room

Joey: You sure

Luna: We know how hard it is to establish yourself in Del Sol Valley

Devin: If you want to move in, just ask

The meal ends and goodbyes begin.

Joey: Bye you two, don't beat each other up too much in there

Calista: Luna seems to be coping well

Devin: I know she feels like a beached whale

Calista: Your bambinos will be here before you know it

Devin: I'm still worried about juggling twins

Calista: Remember help is a phone call away

James: Shall I compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate

Alexander: Aw sweets. You don't have to read me poetry to impress me

James: I know love but it makes you smile, and I love to see you smile

Alexander: I can't believe the wedding is tomorrow, it feels like-

Alexander: -we've been waiting forever

James: I know I've waited my whole life for you

Alexander: Aww sweets-

James: I mean it. You're the high point of my life

Alexander: Promise you'll stick around

James: I'll dodge the reaper as long as I can love

Alexander: Until then, be with me

James: Every night

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Let's (re)Read The Eye of the World! Chapter 28: Footprints in Air

Yup, we're back to Whitebridge and I'm up to my old tricks. This reread is going to have spoilers for everything in the whole damn series and if you don't like that, you should skip this post. And maybe block the spoiler tags.

For everyone else, let's talk chapter icons! We've got Moiraine's staff again, and it might as well be her magnifying glass because she is playing detective this time around. She also plays off of Nynaeve, our POV, this time around (and really any time she and Nynaeve are in the same room).

Another legend, and they don’t even seem to notice. She resolved not to stare where they could see. They’ll laugh if they see me gaping like a country bumpkin.

Nynaeve is really good at getting in the way of her own happiness. Moiraine is way too busy contemplating the singular purpose to which she's dedicated her life to at the exclusion of all else like some kind of 90s anti-hero and her statue of a Warder would probably start gushing at Nynaeve about every cool relic he'd ever seen if he thought it would make her smile. While part of Nynaeve's attitude is just about spiting Moiraine, I think her insecurities come from the same kind of logic that Rand observed in how Wisdoms wouldn't possibly be allowed to dance at festivals: she's not allowed to have emotion or she's even worse at her job than everyone treats her already.

The scowl made her feel like a girl who had been caught acting the fool by someone in the Women’s Circle. That was a feeling Nynaeve was not used to, and the calm smile on Moiraine’s face only made it worse.

See what I mean? Nynaeve hasn't let herself be imperfect in a long, long time.

If only there was some way to get rid of the woman. Lan would be better by himself—a Warder should be able to handle what was needed, she told herself hastily, feeling a sudden flush; no other reason—but one meant the other.

"Their romance comes out of nowhere!" - people who clearly didn't read this sentence closely.

It weighed on Moiraine and Lan, too, as outwardly unperturbable as they were. She soon realized that, beneath their calm surfaces, hour by hour they wound tighter and tighter, like clocksprings being forced to the breaking point. Moiraine seemed to listen to things that were not there, and what she heard put a crease in her forehead. Lan watched the forest and the river as if the leafless trees and wide, slow water carried the signs of traps and ambushes waiting ahead.

They spent the last two weeks assuming that they were finally done looking and could get onto the much easier part of their job of fleeing to Tar Valon. Their POVs right now would be absolutely hysterical and full of exciting expletives, most of which Moiraine learned from Siuan.

Then, contradicting what he had just said, he added, “You should go back to your Two Rivers when we reach Whitebridge, and the Caemlyn Road. It’s too dangerous here. Nothing will try to stop you going back, though.” It was the longest speech he made all that day.

Much like Rand, Lan wants to keep his loved ones out of danger. If they were flirting any more strongly, Moiraine would have to look away for decency's sake.

Around the square at the foot of the White Bridge piles of blackened timbers, still leaking smoky threads, replaced half a dozen buildings. Men in poorly fitting red uniforms and tarnished armor patrolled the streets, but they marched quickly, as if afraid of finding anything, and they looked over their shoulders as they went. Townspeople—the few who were out—almost ran, shoulders hunched, as though something were chasing them.

Western Andor really isn't going to recover from Rand's recent tour for years, is it? And Elayne really has her work cut out for her; Whitebridge isn't anywhere near as far away from Caemlyn as Baerlon. It is a distance, but the books have already noted that this is one of the only river crossings anywhere in the continent.

Of course, maintaining the bridge is a complete non-issue because it's magic and not repairable even if it did start breaking anyway. If anything happened they'd have to just scrap it and start all the way over. So the crown would have no strong reason to worry about this place and without any serious military threats (*points and laughs at Altara and Murandy*), funding is quite possibly lower to this place than it is to Baerlon, whose mining territories aren't supernatural so far as we know.

So I guess the worldbuilding for the near collapse of Andorian territory actually checks out in a lot of ways!

The truth of the matter was there was a man somewhere in the town meddling with the One Power. It was time to have the Aes Sedai in; past time, was the way they saw it, no matter what the men said about Tar Valon. Let the Red Ajah settle matters. One man claimed it had been an attack by bandits, and another said a riot by Darkfriends. “Those ones going to see the false Dragon, you know,” he confided darkly. “They’re all over the place. Darkfriends, every one.” Still others spoke of some kind of trouble—they were vague about exactly what kind—that had come downriver on a boat.

This is a rare moment in the series where the rumors are more right than wrong. There was a male channeler in town (even though they couldn't have known that, because Rand did nothing), the Fade attack is basically a Darkfriend, and the trouble did indeed come downriver on a boat. Poor Bayle, being driven off for something that wasn't his fault. On the plus side, it may have saved him from further problems.

He seemed resplendent to Nynaeve, in his peaked helmet and burnished breastplate, until he took a pose just inside the door, with a hand resting on the hilt of his sword and a stern look on his face, and used a finger to ease his too-tight collar. It made her think of Cenn Buie trying to act the way a Village Councilor should.

By the end of the series, quite a few people will have put on costumes they never thought they'd wear. Maybe even this militia guy will have the benefit of growing into his role. He's certainly just a dick now though. What kind of asshole tries to kick Nynaeve out of town?

The Aes Sedai studied the tabletop for a moment before raising her eyes to Nynaeve’s, and when she did, Nynaeve started back from a flash of anger that almost seemed to make Moiraine’s eyes glow. Then her back stiffened, her own anger rising, but before she could say a word, the Aes Sedai spoke coldly.

It's incredible that Moiraine spent years being trained to modulate her emotions, first in the crazy political schemes of Cairhien and then by the White Tower itself, and Nynaeve gets her to be openly angry in just two weeks! She could make anyone break.

And that's a wrap on another short chapter. See ya next time for another Perrin POV!

#let's read #wheel of time #wot #robert jordan #wheel of time spoilers #wot spoilers #nynaeve al'meara #lan al'mandragoran #moiraine damodred

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Sims 4 Fontenot Legacy - Grand Opening Day!

Today is finally the day! Sabrina's restaurant is opening!

A lot of Sabrina's family and friends are able to make it to support the start of their business. They have a moment to chat throughout all the hustle and bustle of the day while the girls play and Juno enjoys a nap in the kid's play section.

Sabrina: I'm really glad you all could make it. I've been so nervous about opening, I hope things go well today.

Scarlett: It will! You have nothing to worry about.

Lakshmi: And we'll definitely be looking forward to some good food!

Nyla: The biggest plus of having a chef bestie!

Beau is able to make it too, like he promised.

Sabrina: Hey there stranger! Good to see you!

Beau: You know I keep my promises! But honestly, I'm also in it for the food.

Sabrina laughs.

Sabrina: Honestly, wouldn't expect anything less from you.

The day was overall going really well with Sabrina, their team, and friends and family interacting with each other and any customers filling in, but during a moment of distraction from the adults, a new quirk about Alma was discovered, and unfortunately, the person she discovered this quirk upon was none other than her sister. Being a bit grumpy again today, she got overly aggressive and decided to kick her sister, causing Audrey to burst into tears. Since Sigrid and Robin were distracted in another section of the restaurant, Alma got away with this bad behavior this time, but this will obviously be something they have to keep an eye on and try to redirect her strong emotions.

Eventually, Sabrina treats all their special guests to meals as well, and the group enjoys good food and good conversation together.

Sigrid: You've really outdone yourself with this place Sabrina! This place really turned out wonderful.

Robin: I agree. This place will be the talk of the town in no time, just wait.

Sabrina: I'm glad everyone's enjoying themselves. This restaurant means a lot to me. It's the first thing I can really say I put my all into. It's an investment for Juno and my future. I need this to work out.

Sigrid: I don't think you have anything to worry about, but just know we've always got your back no matter what.

Robin: Family sticks together. We're always here for you and Juno.

Sabrina smiles softly, taking in the kind words.

Sabrina: Thanks.

And as the day ended and the restaurant ended on its first successful day of operation, Juno woke up just in time for his evening bottle.

Sabrina: Thanks for being so chill today, little guy. We'll be hanging out here pretty frequently, kay? Wouldn't be surprised if people come just to see you. Yeah, you'll see. Things will be great from this point on. I promise.

Sabrina smiles down at their son, imagining what the future will hold for them. In this moment, the future feels really bright.

#sims 4 fontenot legacy #sims 4 legacy challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims 4 modded #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 #ts4 simblr

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i've been thinking a lot recently abt how different my current job is to my first job and how much more i like it and why, and it really just comes down to like. basic humanity. at the hardware store, it was a really intense "time to lean time to clean" mentality, we weren't allowed to chat with the other cashiers even during slow days, we couldn't get caught reading/drawing/goofing off while on cash, we weren't even allowed to leave the corral. at the supermarket, we're expected to take our time w the customers and talk to them. the managers and other departments come out when they're bored to come chat w us! i read the local paper during slow hours and draw in between customers, and its great! everyone is also just really nice and friendly which is fantastic, i can't name one person over there i don't get along with

and i happened to remember the first meeting i had to go to for the hardware store lmfao. i showed up in uniform bc there was no indication that it was a meeting instead of a regular shift, we were basically told to go stock the shelves/face items for an hour (? still not sure why. they did this to all of us and it did Not need to be done) and while we were paid for that time i was NOT trained for it, so when customers came up and asked like "hey wheres the plumbing section" i had to go "um. i don't know :) let's go find someone else" and had no way to deal with it when they inevitably got really fucking mad w me for not being able to help them

and then when the meeting finally actually started, it opened w the manager going "ok i heard some of you had some things you wanted to discuss!" and a couple of the other cashiers reading off a list of issues they wanted to address. none of which were actually addressed. it was shit like "when you guys come down to customer service and immediately disregard the policies we've just explained, it makes us look like the bad guys and gets us treated very poorly by future customers" "ok well are we supposed do about that :)"/"you need to give us our breaks on time. if managers have to be in charge of telling us when we're allowed to go on break, they need to make sure they're not hours late when doing that" "well we're really busy so sometimes we forget but i guess we'll try :)"

... yeah. if i had been a little bit smarter at the time, i would have realized 2wks in that this was a baby union, we were being exploited and i was abt to have the shittiest fucking summer lmao

#this is a bit of a long pointless post but i was thinkin abt it the other day and just laughing #like... dude. how did i not see that as an insane red flag #those are all issues that continued throughout the summer btw :) none of it ever got fixed we were all miserable #they also had a rule that if you saw someone stealing you were supposed to CHASE THEM and i mentally checked out of that job right there #i am not going to put myself in danger over a fucking power drill or a garden light. bye #like. if someone is stealing they can just fucking have it. i hate it here anyway idc if i get fired for it #levi.txt #like seriously i am So much happier at the grocery store. this is worlds better #theyre both minimum wage theyre basically the same job (cashier) but its not even comparable #i feel like a person. i dont dread going into work. i feel like if anything happened the other employees would have my back #and so would the managers!#we have a fucking code name to say over the pa in case someone is sexually harassing you! manager AND security will show up!!#and you can LEAVE THE CASH to go calm down and take a breather when that happens!!#at the hardware store it was just. if you want to radio a supervisor abt it you can try but it might take them 15mins. if they show up #in the meantime you cant make that person leave you alone. and theyre going to know exactly who you called and why #also just on a personal note. grocery store is doing wonders for my social anxiety. its like a vr simulation for social interactions #you effectively cant fuck up the interaction too bad people will at most think youre kind of funny and then move on w their day

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