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rosietrace · 10 months

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『 Camellias and Hydrangeas 』

Ocs featured: Victoria Shard, Sarah Marigold(@mintychocolate04), Aldrich Edelweiss(@revolllutionary/@revivemyreverie)

Mentioned: Kiara Rhys, Cosette De Sade(Both by @littleunknowncheesecake)

Pairing: Victoria x Aldrich

Synopsis: Sarah doesn't trust Aldrich. But when it comes to whatever antics he's in, Victoria doesn't bat an eye.

Warning(s): Why the fuck is this so long, Aldrich being Aldrich, Victoria being... Victoria, Sarah being overprotective, possessive behavior, sending a literal heart as a gift, implications of murder, the word count for this somehow concerns me, potentially REALLY ooc, but hey, pretty words! Aldrich only saying ‘witch’ twice, she didn't fix him she just made him worse /j /j

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

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▹ †𝆤࿙๋࿙࿚⊱【 ♛ 】⊰࿙࿚๋࿚𝆤† Victoria Shard, the beautiful manipulator

Sarah had just finished her assignments in Ignihyde and was ready to visit her beloved cousin in Pomefiore.

Every time she did this, none can deny the excitement in her eyes. While it's true that she isn't one to smile a lot, there's always a certain glint in her eyes that tells you just what she feels about anything.

And in this case, the glint meant that she was unashamedly excited to spend time with her cousin. Perhaps a spar was in order? There were too many options, and that only made the sparkle of Sarah's eyes brighter.

I can't wait to see Vivi-chan! Sarah thought. It has been a while since we last spent some time together…

That actually got Sarah wondering: Why was Victoria so occupied recently? Usually, she'd always have some time to spare when it comes to spending time with her cousins.

But nowadays she's so occupied with more ‘pressing matters,’ or so she claims.

Apparently, Sarah not only wanted to spend time with Victoria - but also wanted to get to the bottom of why she's been so busy lately.

When she arrived in Pomefiore, she soon got her answer.

Sarah felt her breath catch in her throat. An unsettling feeling washed over her, and Sarah had the distinct feeling that she wasn't alone.

Suddenly, she saw an arrow fly at her.

Startled, Sarah unsheathed her sword and sliced the wooden end of the arrow in half before it could pierce her.

A soft sigh was heard. Sarah whipped her head toward the direction of the sound. “Who's there?” she demanded.

“You're awfully paranoid, aren't you?” Aldrich emerged from the darkness of the forests, a bow in his hands with a quiver on his back.

Sarah lowered her sword but didn't lower her guard alongside it. “Who….?” she couldn't get the full question out, but Aldrich knew exactly what she was asking.

His expression was a smile - one that didn't quite reach his eyes. “Aldrich,” he said. “Aldrich Edelweiss.”

That name feels familiar. Sarah thought, trying to pinpoint where exactly she had heard of that name before.

And then it hit her.

“You're…. Vivi-chan's boyfriend?”

Aldrich let out a chuckle. “Oh my, ‘Vivi-chan’? I assume you mean my darling savior, yes?”

“.... Savior?” Sarah tensed up a bit. Why is this guy so unsettling to talk to?

“I assume you're one of her many cousins,” Aldrich approached her, gripping his bow a little tighter. “Sarah Marigold.”

She nodded curtly, trying to avoid showing any signs of unsettled emotions.

Unfortunately, that wasn't enough. “Oh dear, are you perhaps afraid of me?” Aldrich chuckled. “Quite perplexing of a predicament for you, indeed. Do tell, what does a suspect such as yourself find so intimidating about me?”

“Listen, you're not making a fragment of sense,” Sarah stepped back a little.

Aldrich shrugged, but even something as casual as that still put Sarah on edge. “I get that a lot.”

Before Sarah could say anything else, Aldrich hummed. “I would've thought that my savior's relatives would have a lot more decorum,” he huffed in disappointment. “I suppose I was wrong, in that regard. It's actually rather unfortunate, considering how my darling savior does everything with such grace and poise.. And yet here you are, having the manners of a witch.”

“Excuse me?” Sarah's eyes narrowed as she clenched her fists.

“You heard me,” The tone in Aldrich's voice shifted. “You have no sense of decorum, and yet you're of noble blood. Most unfortunate, is it not? It almost feels as though you'd stick out like a sore thumb during gatherings between nobles.”

He dropped the bow, stomping on it so hard that it snapped in half, and walked closer to Sarah.

“And it appears to me that you don't even deserve to simply be called a ‘suspect’...” his eyes squint in irritation.

In response, Sarah felt her nails dig into her flesh while her fists clenched. What the hell is this guy on?

A hum was heard, forcing Sarah out of her trance. Aldrich walked past her, not even bothering to pick up the broken bow.

“I'm truly disappointed in you,” Aldrich told her, making Sarah whip her head in his direction.

He turned his back, smiling a bit too unsettlingly.

“All you ever turned out to be was a heretical witch.”

▹ †𝆤࿙๋࿙࿚⊱【 ♛ 】⊰࿙࿚๋࿚𝆤†

“I have not a clue what you're on about, Sarah.”

“Vivi-chan, I'm gonna be completely honest,” Sarah hesitated for a moment. “But I think you're boyfriend is batshit insane.”

“Oh?” Victoria arched a brow. “And what makes you think that, Sarah?”

“Vivi-chan, you have to admit, that guy's figure of speech is…. Questionable,” she shuddered while looking back at the memory. “A-And he called me a witch!”

Victoria giggled in endearment while continuing to embroider. “Ah, classic Aldrich….” her voice was but a gentle whisper. The sheer tenderness of the way she said his name drove Sarah up the wall.

Especially considering that, by her accounts, Aldrich was far from endearing.

“Haven't Kiara and Cosette talked about him to you before?” Sarah asked.

Victoria nodded slowly, concentrating on the golden needle she was using to embroider a camellia - Aldrich's favorite flower.

“They have,” she confirmed. “But as I have told you before: ‘I have not a clue on what you're on about’. There's nothing to be concerned about regarding Aldrich's behavior.”

That was a lie. She knew that Sarah knew that.

But why would she not do anything about his behavior?

Speak of the devil, Aldrich soon approached them, his recently polished boots clicking against the floor. Upon seeing him, Victoria smiled softly - whereas Sarah tensed up.

“My darling savior!” Aldrich exclaimed joyfully. But that smile on his face soon faltered upon seeing Sarah next to Victoria. “And….. Sarah.”

Victoria tilted her head. “I didn't think you two knew each other.”

“Well, we have, actually,” his smile didn't reach his eyes. “She was….. Interesting, to say the least.”

Sarah hummed awkwardly. I could say the same for you, you fucking maniac….

It didn't take long for her to get back up on her feet and give Victoria an apologetic look. “Sorry, Vivi-chan…. But uh,” she sent a look at Aldrich. “I suddenly remembered that I have an errand to run.”

Victoria nodded in understanding. “Understood,” she waved Sarah goodbye, and without another word, continued to embroider. Not even bothering to bat an eyelash when Aldrich took Sarah's place next to her.

“I never saw you as much of an embroiderer,” Aldrich said, revealing the box he had been hiding and placing it upon his lap. “Quite unexpected, actually. A shame that I've never seen you do this before, my darling…”

Victoria hummed in response. “I was always an embroiderer, dear. You just happen to not catch me when I do such things.”

He stifled a chuckle. “I see,” he leaned his head against her forearm. “I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Y'know, so I can see my darling savior doing something utterly adorable.”

Even something as simple as that would've felt unsettling to the students that could hear them. No one had expected Aldrich to fall for Victoria.

Not even Victoria herself.

But did she mind it? Not in the slightest.

She chuckled softly, finally completing her little piece of embroidery. “Well, you needn't wait longer than you have to,” she handed the finished product to him.

Aldrich stared at it, deeply mesmerized by the level of design. Shortly after, he soon realized that it was his handkerchief.

The one that he let her borrow when they first met - and the one she didn't bother to return.

There were two intricate designs at the corners of it. Camellias - his favorite flower.

And hydrangeas - Victoria's favorite flower. Above both, were their initials.

‘A.E’

‘V.S’

His silence was so prevalent that Victoria was under the impression that he didn't like it. She was ready to take it back.

Until Aldrich caught her wrist with his free hand. His gaze was no longer on the handkerchief.

And now on her.

“My dear….”

Victoria's lips parted ever so slightly.

“.... Aldrich?”

Upon hearing her utter his name, he smiled, gently removing his grip on her wrist to gently caress her cheek.

“My savior…” there were practically hearts in his eyes. “So beautiful, so fancifully beguiling, so perfect.. To think, someone such as I had been blessed by the face of a living saint…”

His other hand - the one holding the handkerchief - was now on the other side of Victoria's face. Aldrich stared up at her, adoration filling every piece of the gaze he gave her - As if to say that he couldn't help but feel that way to her. And only her.

Smiling, Victoria mirrored Aldrich's actions as she, too, held his face with her gentle yet slightly calloused hands.

“To be flattered in such a way by an Edelweiss prince,” she giggled, pressing her pointer finger to his nose. “I'm honored.”

Aldrich's smile widened, his face not-so-subtly leaning into her touch. He didn't say anything about it, but he moved the box to the side, so as to avoid dropping it as he relished in her gentle touch.

She glanced at the box, her gaze off of Aldrich for only a dozen seconds or so, and knew immediately that what was inside the box was one of Aldrich's…. ‘Gifts’.

The box was wrapped firmly, and the ribbons that were tied around it were almost certainly made from Edelweiss silks. But no matter how entrancing the design was to her, Victoria didn't fail to notice the droplets of blood on the box.

Small, but not small enough. Certainly not big enough to fit something like a pair of lungs…..

…. But certainly not small enough to not fit a heart.

That was her assumption. She was sure of it. Returning her gaze to Aldrich, her eye softened whilst she lifted his chin. For even the briefest of moments, Aldrich felt his breath hitch, and his cheeks soon dusted with pink.

“Aldrich, my prince….” Her gaze was soft, tender - Yet unwavering. “What is inside that gift of yours, might I ask?”

A soft chuckle left his lips. “My, dear, you and I both know what is inside, by now.”

“For you are someone anyone would steal hearts for.”

That confirmed her suspicions in more ways than one. If it had been anyone else, they'd have run like their life depended on it.

But this was Victoria. Someone who sees the flaws in a person, and accepts them for what they are.

And maybe that was the reason Aldrich adored her so. Because she saw his antics for what they were and welcomed them with open arms.

Victoria hummed, her smile and gaze on Aldrich becoming all the more soft.

Silence was what filled the comforting atmosphere around them. No matter how twisted, how warped both of their mindsets were, one thing remained absurdly clear:

Adoration was what both of them felt. No one knew how they met, nor how they came to fall into each other's arms. And that was okay - So long as, at the end of the day, they find themselves wrapped around one another's arms once more.

“My savior,” Aldrich suddenly spoke, his head now resting on Victoria's chest. “What made you come to love me? To adore me so much, you can't help but spoil me with little to no signs of it ending?”

Wanting to toy with him ever so slightly, she cocked her head to the side, feigning confusion. “I don't quite get what you mean,” she said in a tone of affectionate mockery.

He took the bait for what it was, a knowing smile on his face. “What made you love me,” he began reiterating.

“So devotedly? What was it about me that had entranced you so? What could I have possibly done, in all these many many weeks of being with you, to bring such a loving yet adoring gaze out of the set of sapphires that rest in the sockets of your eyes?”

He let her ruminate on those words, looking deep into her eyes as her lips parted, just as she was about to respond.

Before she could even say anything, Victoria leaned in, pressing her lips against his. And even though he didn't get an immediate response to his question, Aldrich held her face once more, wanting to prolong the kiss for as long as they could all until their lips parted for air.

“.... To answer your question,” she spoke finally, a smile dawning on her face. One that felt different - the kind of different where it made Aldrich's heart melt.

“It all started….” she drawled on the sentence, leaning her forehead against his.

“.... When you joined my serenade.”

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robertdelaunay · 2 years

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what happened to non-romantic kissing on the lips ?? why did it stop.

#i'm sure some cultures still do that. but i mean like in the us #like women used to kiss on the lips as a greeting #and family members did it too (i can't find anything on this from looking it up but it was for sure a prevalent thing)#(ie. asa & florence trenchard from our american cousin; sibyl & james vane from tpodg; leon & victoria czolgosz from real life)#(<- those are all examples of family members kissing . yeah)#and these are just in the 19th century. before that men were kissing #why did THAT stop???#homophobia?#like women were kissing as a greeting at the same time it was considered normal and fine for female college students to have crushes on #other female college students #bc homsexuality in women wasn't treated seriously/like a real thing #<- ''homosexuality in women'' why did i phrase it like that.

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averycanadianfilm · 3 months

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Linda Solomon 7 Dec 2007 TheTyee.ca

This is a very heartwarming story!

I'm not involved in politics and I don't remember the exact date of my first visit to Cortes Island. I visited Cortes because someone on another BC island suggested it would be a better film location. - Hubert Hugh Burke

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written-beyond-the-grave · 23 days

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Taking the Mikaelsons to a Concert

IK a bitch was gone, but a bitch is back… sparingly. I been on tumblr doing my shit but ummm I started this shit while in highschool like sophomore year… It’s been a year since I graduated college…. Anyway, fuck it we ball bc someone needs ot get this shit wet first with the Mikaelson’s… shout out to @starlightandfairies @wholoveseggs @klausysworld for holding it down. I love everyones work, y'all be feeding the fandom

If it’s snowin’ I ain’t going… leggo (once again, I write this for niggas. Mwah, to freedom)

So primarily I feel like the Mikaelsons would all be down to going to a concert, I mean Nicki, Doja, Lil Nas X, Mariah the Scientist, Chloe Bailey, Drake, Jhene Aiko, Victoria Monet, the Weekend, Kendrick Lamar, Travis Scott--- you get the point. You are the object of their desires and affections so they’ll go…. But what will ensue???

KLAUS

For nosey bitches in the back I got y’all…. This is Klaus finally biting the bullet and taking you to a Nicki concert, the Pink Friday 2 tour!

First, it would take hella time to even get him to go, this man is busy running lives, making hybrids, acting like he a real active party in whatever council shit he bullied his way into in New Orleans, and like running Rebekah’s love life…. He be busy

He probably feels like he should take you out for something, so he asks you what you want. Anything your heart wants he’ll give it no problem: private helicopter tour of NYC, a week in Brazil, couples massage, hell even go see puffins up in Iceland. But you know what your bitch ass asks for?

To see Onika Tanya Maraj…. As you should

This man is staring at you like “Love… who is that?” And you look at him and tell him “Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinski, Nicki the Ninja, Nicki the Boss, Nicki The Harajuku Barbie…. Have you not learned????” And he just stares at you in amusement like ‘it’s no Mozart, you modern women have such…. Vulgar tastes… but I will endorse this, for you my love”

Wait till he gets there AHAHAHAAAAA

You’re pulled up in all your glory, pink everything, sunnies on, gloss on, heels as big as his dick… And you know I don’t think Klaus would ever let you put him in pink spandex. But I think he’ll allow like a shirt of Nicki’s face on him, and like maybe a barbie chain on his neck… He’s a hybrid, he can’t be seen out like this (you def sent photos to the rest of the family of this).

I feel like Klaus would be chill af with the crowds and shit, until bitches start getting rowdy when Roman comes on stage. I feel like he’ll just be vibing, but mostly looking at you as you lose your shit

“A 100 MUTHAFUCKA CAN’T TELL ME NOTHING, I BEEZ IN THE TRAP”... bby chill, you’ll sweat that wig off and it’ll slip back. But deadass, it’s like another beast when she comes out and it activates something in you. Like the regular old human that Klaus knew of is gone, and is replaces by a bad bitch that would definitely put her shoe on his neck and he likes that

Funny enough, there is one song that Klaus would know all the words to… Moment for Life-- HEAR MY OUT, DAMN. Ok, the song is about literally getting everything you want and being at a point where no one can touch you or even fathom to be at your height of success or clout. Klaus Mikaelson gets whatever he wants, no one touches him-- or if they do, they won’t live long enough to tell the tale. King shit, so imagine your surprise when you hear this man over everyone else singing along and being into it

Yeah, did that shit. “What I tell 'em hoes? Bow, bow, bow to me, drop down to ya knees” Drake type man…. And towards the end just reminisce of all the people, woman, children, and villages he pillaged to get where he is now… mentally deranged, having a god complex and inferiority complex at the same damn time, and daddy issues while treating his siblings like his own dad LMFAOOOO

Good luck Klaus whores

And then when she starts bringing in old shit like the songs with Sean Kingston or Gyptian…. Oh boy, I know that man is catching a whine as you yell at him “YOU’RE SO PRETTY AND YOU’RE NICE YUH DUN KNO SEH NICKI AS YO WIFE” Ik you bitches telling Klaus exactly that and putting emphasis on wife bc where tf this Icelandic viking silverback think he going????

But as the show goes on, it’s a cute experience between you two as you guys kinda switch roles and you get to be super unhinged and rock out with the other people there and go bar for bar. Like you couldn’t fuck Michael Kors if you was FUCKIN’ Michael Kors

dabs sweat off my forehead

He’s happy to take you home and baby you when you come from the energy drop, but he will be wondering were that energy comes from bc you ain’t putting all that work in when he fucks you soooooo

REBEKAH

Ok so for this one…. Give me a Lil Nas X, Doja Cat, and Rico Nasty ass collab in a concert (bc that’s my dream lineup and y’all can take all my money). I feel like Rebekah needs the girl power and the gays for this so let me cook

I deadass feel you wouldn’t need to convince her of shit, she’d be the one to ask if you wanted to go because she’s heard some of their songs via you jamming in the bathroom and just booked tickets as soon as you said yes. Hey, it’s to make you happy and you deserved to be pampered-- and she’s trying to get in her modern experiences since she was in a box for a long ass time

1st song is Montero, it has to be she definitely wants to fucked out from the jet lag and becoming part of the mile high club-- it’s her thing. Plus she loves the glitter and probably being two glitter gay/bi/whatever floats your boat people that are dressed in matching outfits, but different color combos. Titties are out, and y’all are sprayed down in glitter

Then after that I feel like it would be Rico Nasty coming in hot with “SLAP A BITCH” and I know you and Rebekah felt this song on a spiritual level, so it’s both you screaming in each others faces while she has her arms wrapped around you bc she loves love.

Then it pops off with “STFU” bc a lot fo y’all hoes needs to take a seat and shut the fuck up when big bitches are in the room… anyways, personal issues. A lot of y’all do not need a mic and are not the big titty bitches y’all make yourself out to be… and take the mics away from podcast men, please. I BEG

But anyways, it’s really a whole anthem to all the rock/rap alt girlies out here. Rebekah isn’t used to the music, but she can get buck wild to it, especially when it comes down to Doja and RIco when they interchange with “Swamp Bitches”.... That’s my shit ngl

Nah bc opening a verse with “I WISH DEATH ON ALL YOU BITCHES” was insane… love you Rico <3 That song makes you wanna fight ever bitch in the state that ever did you wrong, every bitch working at goodwill that couldn’t take your brothers army discount bc you wasn’t personally in the army, the wack ass bitch at the post office that didn’t want to work there that day, and that grandma down the block that keep eyeing you and telling you that you ain’t hot shit… she wasn’t even hot shit when Project C hit the neighborhood and niggas were getting sprayed with hoses

Anyways

I truly feel like she’d appreciate the girl time with you, and just to be, and have her shit out and have fun. It’s what she deserves

KOL

THERE IS NO HEAR ME OUT YOU WILL LISTEN: NF

I know I been on the black artists wave, but for the niggas that really be feeling shit NF just knows and I feel like with Kols past of always being the forgotten sibling, not being i the pack of “always and forever”, dying all the fucking time, and getting treated like shit by everyone else unless they need to minute magical thing that’s super important he’s left in the dark

He is the most self-aware sibling out of everyone out this fuck ass family. And I feel for him honestly, being the black sheep, being the outcast. Being able to use your magic when you were a witch and then all of a sudden you can’t do that shit anymore because you’re dumb ass mom wants to make y’all fucking vampires and freaks of nature and then wants to kill you, like it was your fault in the first place? Shit was really whack.

Like he calls his family and siblings out for having a para social relationship that is super into emotional and measurements, and having no boundaries whatsoever, killing other peoples lovers, putting them in coffins just so Klaus doesn’t feel like he’s losing his siblings because he can always take them whenever he goes. But they’re still in a box, they’re not living life they’re not being happy. And that just shows how much class is really his daddy‘s son, even though his dad really isn’t his dad because his mom cheated on, her husband with a werewolf. And Kol clocks all of that.

So I feel that he would really vibe with NF, I really do. Therapy session, intro, hope, all of those songs the whole album really would have him crying in your arms at sometime around midnight when he just came over to listen to some tunes and have a good time, and I feel like you introduce NF to him. He gets hugged, and he knows that NF is speaking about his life someway somehow and it just really hits him and he just cries in your arms for that time

I don’t care how corny you think this man is, this is real music and he writes about things that are real, and that happens to him. The song mansion is legitimately about Kol’s life with being being abandoned and abused by his own family, and his own father, as class was taking most of the beatings, he still had to watch all of that. But being the middle child that he was, he just was overlooked, and that probably speaks as to why he acted out and didn’t get any of attention that he deserves.

And I feel that as Kol gets into a relationship relationship with you, you being his black queen, because I know that man was up in Hady for some reason helping him with the revolution. He just doesn’t give a fuck does what he wants to do so it makes sense why he would be with the black woman because it’s just everything, they are on earthly, they are Wisdom and magic and chest seal combined into a specific human type. And I love this for them, I love this for me.

But anyways, back to the subject at hand. I feel like you, dear reader, would surprise Kol with NF tickets because he’s been wanting to go for a long time, and you guys went dress up any fancy just probably black, cute little combat, boots and things like that. And then just head to the show. But as soon as the show starts, he probably starts off with one of his hard hitters. I’m imagining either therapy session, or mansion to really get the tears going. And it’s really just the two of you standing side-by-side, maybe even hand and hand shouting every single lyric word for word, and just letting out all the shadow work and trauma, that you two have built up over the past couple years, granted Kol is Literally hundreds of years old, and you’re probably someone your 20s or 30s. But trauma is trauma and y’all need to deal with that.

Bc deadass, these lyrics are Kol: “What's my definition of success? Listening to what your heart says. Standing up for what you know is. Right, while everybody else is” because in every single episode, when Kol says not to mess with some dumb shit that causes about to fucking do everyone else ignores him, even Elijah, and they fuck around and find out, and they all of a sudden need help. And then complain like no one told them exactly what the fuck was going to happen in the first place. This man is always right, and he needs people to listen more to him. He’s been listening to what his heart says, he’s been going out and meeting new people and trying to live a life that he would really be proud of. Even though he’s very much unhinged and still acts out because he wants to be king of the world and wants to have some form of control like Klaus has because he knows that he can never get away from Klaus.

And then, when I feel like it’s towards the end of the show, and NF finally drops, hope, I feel like that’s when Kol really starts to let go of things a little bit, and really start listening to lyrics and make a promise to himself with like, maybe fighting against his dark side, a little bit of all the things that he’s known, and then just digging himself a deeper hole. He wants to actually get better for you, and for himself to have a healthy relationship. Because he’s never had that in his life, and you’re just not a play thing to him at all.

“Thirty years of running, thirty years of searching. Thirty years of hurting, thirty years of pain. Thirty years of fearful, thirty years of anger. Thirty years of empty, thirty years of shame. Thirty years of broken, thirty years of anguish…. I’m taking the reins” so it’s really just him taking the reins of his life, and just making it better than whatever it actually was. And I hope that can be therapy, I really do. But this whole concert experience would really just be a gigantic therapy session for Cole, but also having fun with you because there’s no one else that he would let see that vulnerable and that lively and have his whole façade slip down like that besides you.

But he’d be a Drake fan, Travis Scott, and probably XXXtentacion… he’s still a menace, but he’s a healed menace…. well, healing.

ELIJAH

Here is the black womans whore himself… and my man *does the debby ryan*

I know that Elijah appreciates music in general, that man literally writes his own concertos, plays the piano, plays the violin. He is classically trained. And I expect nothing less. Honestly, he really is him. And he is also still very much worse than Klaus, even though he would like to believe that he is not.

Honestly, I don’t think you would really have to introduce Elijah to rap or hip-hop music. I feel like he would already be in Erykah Badu fan, probably really like the Beastie Boys, was into old school, underground in New York, hip-hop and rap. He was probably there, underground, too, for shits and giggles when he wanted a break. So no, I don’t think you would have to introduce him to hip-hop, maybe to a couple artists and everything. But, that doesn’t need help with that department

I feel like Elijah would definitely be a Kendrick, Lamar, J. Cole fan in the rap game and even Lil Wayne too. But I want to get into some good old Tom foolery before I say my crème de la crème.

With the whole Kendrick, J. Cole and Drake beef, that’s happening, I don’t think that Elijah would ever take any sides. But I do feel like he would definitely keep up with the news, even though you wouldn’t expect them to, with the whole suit and everything.

To start off, I feel like you being the reader would bring up the whole rap beef thing to Elijah. Since two weeks ago, you already brought up the Megan Thee Stallion versus Nicki Minaj rap beef that was happening. And now, this time it is Kendrick versus everyone, fuck the big three it’s just big me nigga BUM

And I feel like it would be brought up during lunch or something since you guys have lunch together, and you’re just giving him the whole play-by-play and then letting him listen to the song. And I feel like you need to play a couple times for him, so he really gets to like listen to lyrics and understand because one thing about it is…. Metro dissed everyone in morse code

NAHHHHH CUZ YALL NOT HEARING HIMMMM BEEP BEEP BOOP NIGGA

Mans said “BUM” with his chest

Like I know, J. Cole was on his bike on his way to the studio. As soon as he heard what Kendrick Lamar said, but then again, he could also not be doing anything because he’s not the type to just be on Rappy just to get some shit going you know?

But anyways, I feel like Elijah would totally indulge in this, and he would write down a whole play-by-play with what everything means because the power money and respect? “Sweetheart, Drake is the money, Jermaine Coke is the respect, and Kendrick is the power….” I can fully foresee that man giving you a dissertation on every single line and lyric and how it is a jab at every single one of them, and the meaning is behind it. You got not only a history professor, but one of the great literary investigators of all time for no reason.

I feel like Elijah is low-key. Also waiting for Drake and J. Cole to respond to what Kendrick said about them. And he’s so messy, for he really is, because he acts all high and mighty but he’s really waiting for the gossip about what people about to say

But moving along from the rat beef, I really do feel like this man would be a Lil Wayne fan because Lil Wayne was setting a standard early in the 2000s and probably even before then about how he really is one of the best rappers out there. Like, no one else was doing it like him and no one else doesn’t like him, and will never do it like him. You would catch yourself humming to a Lil Wayne, and I feel like that man would pick it up instantly, and just go bar for bar on whatever humming note that you were on and it’s amazing, but it seems so out of character for him, but it’s really not.

Because this concert is going to be one hell of a trip because first and foremost he is not going there with a suit on, you’re going to have to get this man to be casual. Which shouldn’t be hard because he loves you, you’re his little chocolate drop, pumpkin. But putting this man in a leather jacket and some jeans and whatever shoes that are comfortable for him to wear at this concert is gonna be one thing. Fighting off other bitches while in the crowd is going to be another thing entirely as well.

But listening to him, actually let lose for the good two hours that you’ll be there at the concert screaming at your lungs, and listening to this man stay on rhythm beat and have actual breath control when he’s going for a speed to is going to be insane in mind melting

Let’s be honest, you wanna fuck this man on the regular basis just because he’s him. But you’re telling me that he’s cultured and he can wrap and knows what the fuck he’s talking about?

Coochie hours have been extended

And it gets even worse when he knows that this turns you on so anytime that you turn back to look at him he’s already looking at you, wrapping the verse with little to no effort and giving you those bad eyes because he just knows. He knows what he’s doing to you and you have no Other choice but to either look away or to hold eye contact because we both know this is gonna end up messy when you guys get back to the Airbnb or hotel room

“I said, "He's so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper" So I let her lick the rapper”, and this mans eyes are dead set on you and his gives the lip bite… Yeah yeah… time for me to gooooo

#tvd x reader #elijah mikealson x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #black reader #black y/n #black!reader #klaus mikealson x reader #klaus mikaelson x reader #rebekah mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x black reader #klaus mikaelson x black reader #the originals imagine #elijah mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #rol mikaelson imagine

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bunny-queen · 28 days

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you can be you

hey babes, long post ahead

i've felt for a long time since entering the LOA community that there's a lot of pressure on everyone who knows how to conciously manifest

it seems like after you grasp that YOU are the creator of your reality and that YOU can do literally anything you want, almost everyone expects us to want 'big' things

by big i mean mansions, resort trips, a sports car, a new phone, a celebrity SP, being a public figure, being a millionaire... this kind of life

and although there's nothing wrong with living like that, or wanting to live like that, it's perfectly fine if it's not your dream life

edward art says in one of his reddit posts (remind me to link it here later) that if you somehow aren't manifesting X thing, it might be because......... it's not what you actually want

you may have convinced yourself that you SHOULD want that thing, but deep down, you feel indifferent towards it. you don't think about it a lot, you don't imagine yourself being happy with the thing, you don't lie in bed daydreaming about it. and eventually you realize it might not be coming into the 3D

this has definitely happened to me before. i had spent MONTHS affirming and listening to subliminals for my ideal face, but i had little to no results in the material world, and i could not for the life of me figure out what i was doing wrong

you guessed it: i wasn't doing anything wrong. but social media LOA comms had eventually convinced me that kpop idols are the epitome of beauty, and that any east asian should be manifesting to be a carbon copy. i saw that, thought 'hm, alright' and proceeded to frustrate myself endlessly trying to manifest something i didn't even want. a year later, here i am, realizing i like my current face better than any idol's out there, and that's why i didn't get results

and it happened yet again regarding my college applications and entrance exams. because people on this hellsite are constantly encouraging others to go directly to the end, i thought 'ah, i should manifest that i've ALREADY passed, then. that i don't even need to take the exam'

so i did it, i affirmed, i meditated, yadda yadda, and made myself MISERABLE. bc apparently i like to study, and i'm excited to take the exam! doing this way might not be the most straightfoward way, but it's what i want. i *want* this experience

long ass post but the moral of the story is that: just bc you know about the law, it doesn't mean you put on a show about your desires. you don't need to manifest 10 billion dollars just to show an imaginary audience that you can. just to post it on tumblr. you don't need to manifest a mansion in LA just bc that is the type of success story that gets the most likes

you're allowed to still want a quiet, simple life, even if you're God. you're allowed to not care about new phones, new clothes, and instead manifest more crochet yarn, and that the weather's good everyday. you're allowed to be happy with yourself and not want to lose/gain weight, change your height, your eye color, or any other features. you're allowed to want to be a normal college kid, and not a victorias secrets angel. it's okay to be you

#law of assumption #loassumption #manifesting #loa tumblr #loa blog #shiftblr #shifting #manifesation

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eumeliafeu · 3 months

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I'm gonna say it.

Clarisse is alt. She dresses in alt clothing. Leather jackets are a common sight, so are dark jeans with chains hanging from it. Band tees? Of course! Not to mention, she listens to a lot, and I mean a lot of divorced dad rock and early 2000s emo music(for a sample size based on my own favorites, my Ares cabin playlist is a good idea for what she would listen to from my perspective). Does she do her makeup? Only dark brown eyeshadow that's only kind of visible and the tiniest bit of eyeliner(she doesn't admit to wearing makeup, she says it's how she naturally looks).

That's it. That's how I think Clarisse would dress when she goes to college and on the off chance she gets to get out of camp before then(yes, even on her quest in SOM. Idc what Rick says, he can pry Clarisse out of my cold dead hands).

Speaking of, here's my playlist :)

She definitely plays this when she forces her little brothers to clean for cabin inspection. (Also she totally haa a crush on Victoria De Angelis bc I said so.)

#clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue is alt #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo show #pjo tv #pjato #pjo series #pjo tv show #percy jackson and the olympians tv show #Spotify

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hussyknee · 7 days

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Gave up on Cat Sebastian after seven books (I'll go back and try her 20th century period novels later since I'm told they might be better) and started reading KJ Charles's new Death in the Spires instead. Instantly grabbed by the heart, mind and balls (or whatever the female anatomy equivalent would be). No plodding, skimming or patience necessary. Already blown through 75 pages. If I had this much chemistry on every date with another human being I might actually marry them, and my jaded and divorced ass does not say that lightly.

It's a bit of a departure this time because it's a murder mystery set in the Edwardian era (which includes the 1890s for me personally bc if there's cars around Victoria is as good as dead) rather than yet another 19th century romance. The protagonist is queer and the vibe is def Be Gay Do Crimes but Charles has taken care to plaster everywhere that this is NOT a guaranteed HEA. Idk whether that means we're going to be left with an uneasy, reeling Agatha Christie ending or it just went without saying because why would a murder mystery have a HEA?

I'm really interested to see whether Charles can pull it off though. She's the kind of confident and intelligent plotter that makes you think could write clever whodunits, so this feels like putting her money where her mouth gave the impression it might be. The Christie vibes are hella strong in this one so far and the pacing is, as ever, a study in excellence.

Edit: what do you mean St. Anselm's is a fictional Oxford college?? There's entire fantasy franchises with less involved world building than what KJC gave this place??

#kj charles #death in the spires #historical fiction #queer historical fiction #historical mystery #historical murder mystery #queer media #book recommendations #book reccs #knee of huss

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mybeingthere · 7 months

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MARK LAVER

Contemporary Canadian Artist

"I was raised in a rural area of Vancouver Island, Canada, studied studio art at Camosun College, and received a Double Major in History in Art and Philosophy at the University of Victoria. I spent the latter half of my twenties in a "controversial art cult" in Victoria BC, immersing myself in contemporary science, existentialism, phenomenology, and the history of pictorial space in painting.

A complete break with those years culminated in a series of paintings of car accidents and structure fires inspired by found photographs. In 2014, I began painting strange, dark landscapes out of nowhere. After a forced five-year sabbatical, I returned to painting, started Instagram, and was discovered there by Frank Maresca in 2020. I am represented by Ricco/Maresca Gallery in New York and exhibit internationally.

https://www.marklaver.com/

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supersonicart · 1 year

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Mark Laver.

Sprawling, grandiose and exhilarating landscape paintings from Vancouver-based artist Mark Laver.

Laver is an artist from rural Vancouver Island who studied studio art at Camosun College before receiving a Double Major in History in Art and Philosophy at the University of Victoria. In his mid-twenties, he was involved in a "controversial art cult" in Victoria BC where he studied contemporary science, existentialism, phenomenology, and the history of pictorial space in painting. After a complete break with that community, he explored the visual language of car accidents and structure fires through a series of paintings inspired by found photographs. It wasn't until 2014 that he shifted his focus to creating strange and dark landscapes, a subject matter which appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

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#art #painting #mark laver

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radicalgraff · 1 year

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“PATRIOTIC AND IGNORANT”

Stencil referencing the imperialist Remembrance Day celebrations in Camosun College Landsdowne, Victoria, BC, Canada

#graffiti #graff #stencil #stencils #stencil art #anti militarism

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 25 days

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the pledge is so fucking weird and cultlike? like we just stand for the Canada national anthem and even that's only like twice a week (we also have land acknowledgements* and moments of silence)

also I enjoyed your hockey player Frank fic very much as a canadian, you got one thing right and that is FUCK THE MAPLE LEAFS! BOOO🚫🚫🚫🚫🍁🍁🍁🍁 MONTREAL CANADIENS FOR LIFE boston bruins are ok I guess.

your name is victoria? I'm still gonna call you covey but if I had a name as gorgeous as VICTORIA I would not complain a day in my life. no hate to my parents but why did they decide to give me the most basic white girl name ever, EMILY??? like wtf. i'm sure you can understand why I wanna use a different one.

*you have no idea how much it took out of me to try and spell that word correctly

love from flora! 💐

why- why do i have so many canadian followers??? yall are so fun, please stay longer frfr.

GIRL I DIDN'T EVEN MEAN TO PICK THE MOST HATED CANADIAN HOCKEY TEAM I LEGIT WAS LIKE 'awww their names cute☺️' AND ALSO YOU BETTER SUPPORT MY BOSTON BRUINS THEY ARE THE ONLY HOCKEY TEAM I STAN BC THEY FROM MY FAV TOWN I DONT EVEN GIVE A SHIT IF THEY'RE GOOD OR NOT OKAY

i love love love my name, but my parents cursed me early on by calling me 'tori' to everyone we knew. and now i can't shake it. i love 'tori' as a nickname...but like only for close friends, ya know?? i'd love to be known as 'victoria' and not 'tori.' but whatevas, that's what college is for. AND AND AND i was kinda thinking...i could gaslight people into calling me 'ria' ISN'T THAT CUTE???? like only bfs tho or like my college roomates or whatever, ya know??

BUT I ALSO LOVE THE NAME EMILY WHAT??? IT'S SO SO PRETTY AND IT REMINDS ME OF JUST LIKE THE COLOR BABY BLUE AND DAINTY FLOWERS AND VICTORIAN DRESSES AND ALSO BOYGENIUS BC OF THEIR SONG 'EMILY IM SORRY' WHICH IS A BANGER OKAY but also i do understand using flora, it's so cutesy!!

your dyslexia (maybe? im just assuming lmao) and my dyslexia are shaking hands as they beat us up together lmao

#return to sender ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ

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spenglercore · 6 months

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So I wrote a bit for my college AU, Carbon Dating. In which a 24-25yo Egon learns something about himself and strips a gear during a lecture.

Victoria is my OC bc I have no shame, she and Egon have been classmates at MIT for about a year, and he's got the floof and the aviator style glasses, and are both getting their PhDs in Nuclear Engineering and there may or may not be some hidden feels at play.

Tagged with my NSFW tag for brief mention of spicy things.

Once he and Victoria found their usual spot at the back of the hall, they settled in together and went over notes from the last lecture. But as the professor was getting ready to start, Victoria put a hand on his shoulder. "Hold still, there's something stuck in your hair," she said quietly.

He felt a slight, quick tug on the left side of his head, above his ear. Whatever was stuck there must have been stubborn, because Victoria tugged on his hair again; this time the tension was accompanied by an odd, not-unpleasant, hot sensation that seemed to bleed through him like ink on blotting paper. His heart was pounding and his face felt warm, and another tug made him inhale sharply at the sudden rush of...something. "Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to pull!" She whispered. "S'fine." The breathless way he responded surprised him, and as he tried to figure out what was going on, there was another gentle pull. He pressed his lips together as something seemed to tighten pleasantly in his lower abdomen. He tried to place the feeling, figure out what was happening to him. But his mind was suddenly foggy and he was having a hard time focusing on anything except the sensations themselves. It was both soft and sharp at once, almost adjacent to something like pain, and yet most definitely not that. This was without a doubt a pleasant feeling, one he wanted more of. He wanted to chase it, to seek more, to push somehow, and as he felt the muscles of his thighs and lower back tense in tandem to change the angle of his hips ever so slightly, the realization hit him; this was sexual arousal. That's very new...and awkward... he thought to himself. At least it couldn't get any worse, and as long as he didn't say anything, Victoria would never know. "Dammit..!" She swore quietly. Just when he thought things would stop at 'slightly uncomfortable', he felt her fingers gently run through his hair at the spot she'd been tugging at, and that gentle tension became constant as she continued her efforts. His left hand clenched into a fist, and it took a surprising amount of self-control to keep his face neutral at the warmth that bloomed in his chest and burst of almost electric pleasure between his - Oh shit. He'd been somewhat tense to begin with, but now every muscle in his body had gone taut. His face also was burning from more than just arousal now, even though he knew it was just an involuntary physical reaction. But he was reacting to a stimulus he hadn't even known would elicit that specific response. In the middle of a classroom, no less. At least he was sitting down... "Almost got it." The tension released, but as he was about to let out a metaphorical sigh of relief, there was another soft, almost sensual pull on his hair. He bit the inside of his upper lip when he felt what would have likely been a very...horny noise rise in his throat as his erection throbbed against his leg. He wanted to drop through the floor or otherwise somehow vanish, especially when he realized that if she kept this up long enough, he was going to - "Got it!" The light tension on his scalp vanished with her hand, and he could have passed out with relief. "Huh, piece of masking tape. No wonder it was so fucking stubborn," Victoria groused in a low voice. "Hwa?" Was all the response he could manage.

#ghost bustin #ghostbusters fic #college au #ghostbusters oc #egon spengler #microfic #mildly spicy #egon is demi i will die on this hill #carbon dating isotope

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alessiasfreckles · 15 days

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As an absolute book freak (even reading while walking 😅) I would actually love to hear some of your recommendations!

one time i went for a (very light) jog with my kindle and was just reading the whole time (on a track so i wouldn’t walk into things lol)

OKAY SO my all time favourites: Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir and The Martian by Andy Weir. both are scifi, set in space, but i just love the way he writes so so much, like there’s sciencey stuff and i am not a sciencey gal but the way it’s written is so fun and makes sense and like. i’ve reread The Martian at least 4 times and i’m on my second or third reread of Project Hail Mary and it is just such an incredible book, it’s funny and interesting and made me break down in tears and ugh yeah if i could only read one book for the rest of my life it’d be PHM!!

WLW recs: okay my number one here is The Abyss Surrounds Us by Emily Skrutskie which doesn’t get nearly the attention it deserves (fantasy futuristic pirates, enemies to lovers, all the good tropes like handcuffed together etc), others i loved are Cleat Cute by Meryl Wilsner (footballers, smut, what more do you need), Catch and Cradle by Katia Rose (college lacrosse players, smut, again what more do you need), and Ashley Herring Blake’s ‘Bright Falls’ series!

general fiction recs: the All For The Game series by Nora Sakavic (also one of my all time favourites, i don’t know how many times i’ve reread it), The Collected Regrets of Clover by Mikki Brammer, The Ferryman by Justin Cronin, Truly, Darkly, Deeply by Victoria Selman, Dark Matters by Blake Crouch, Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro

nonfiction recs: This House of Grief: The Story of a Murder Trial by Helen Garner, I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy, Without You, There Is No Us by Suki Kim, The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls

sorry i know that’s probably more than you were expecting haha! if you have any recs pls let me know (especially german books, i could really do with some german books bc i pretty much only ever read in english)

#hannah asks

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hi love :)

just a soft little prompt possibly about michael teaching the kids some italian (from the very little that he knows lol) bc i think it would be adorable 🥹💛

Hello, my beloved!! ❤ A prompt for thee! Lmao the side comment got me. 💀💀 This is exactly why I made fic Michael fully fluent in Sicilian and Italian. This was soooo cute to write!! 🥰

“Victoria’s pregnant and with twins, you know?” Connie glanced up at Sonny in the kitchen.

“Are you serious?” Sonny raised a brow. “Twins too, huh? Wow.”

“Yeah, ‘wow’.” Connie repeated and rolled her eyes. “I just know Michael’s going to be a hard-ass of a father. Super strict, disciplinary, straight-faced. I feel bad for Victoria honestly, she’s going to have to bear all the responsibility alone.”

An expectation Michael may be a cold, distant and uncaring father rarely involved with the upbringing of his children couldn’t possibly be any further from the actual truth.

In truth, Michael didn’t know what kind of father he would be as he never had the opportunity to witness fatherhood other than his own upbringing.

When Sonny and Tom had their children, Michael was away at Dartmouth for college and then enlisted in World War II.

He was always “Uncle Michael” to his nieces and nephews, but rarely ever spent time with them or took care of them as Michael never had the opportunity to do so.

Being a father changed Michael for the better just as becoming a mother changed you for the better too.

Parenthood may have its own stresses here and there, but Michael and you have never been so grateful to have healthy children in your growing family with intentions to have even more.

Seeing Michael feed Niccolo and Verona in his arms, tend to them when they cried so you wouldn’t have to wake up, and sat with his babies for hours on his days off playing with their toys, speaking with them, teaching them Italian and Sicilian and being as much of an active, present father as possible quickly shut any expectations Connie or anyone else may have placed on Michael since the news of your pregnancy came out.

Now with his third son James and second daughter Emilia, Michael and you have been parents five times over with nothing changing and all the more love to give to your growing babies.

”What do we call this?” Michael holds up a little teddy bear toy decorated with colorful beads. “Giocattolo, giusto? Un giocattolo.” (Toy, right? A toy.)

James hiccups quietly, chewing on his fingers and staring in confusion at the toy. “Gaaaaaa…”

“Gio,” Michael begins the first part of the Italian word for ‘toy.’ “Giocattolo.” He gives the toy a little shake.

Little Emilia immediately pouts at the sight of her toy in front of James rather than in her tiny hands. “Daaaaa…?”

“Gaaaa! Ah! AAH!” James shrieks happily, smacking the toy out of Michael’s hand.

Michael sighs softly in defeat, holding protectively onto James as he leans down from the couch to pick up the toy.

“Mmm!” Emilia whines insistently, her eyes beginning to pool with tears.

“Va tutto bene, vedi? Ho il tuo giocattolo proprio qui.” (It's alright, see? I've got your toy right here.) Michael holds the beaded teddy bear in his hands in front of Emilia. “Questo è il tuo giocattolo preferito, vero?” (This is your favourite toy, isn't it?)

Emilia giggles, reaching for the toy. “Aaaaaaaa.”

“Might as well.” Michael hands Emilia the toy, noticing James snuggling up to his chest.

“How’s the little teaching session going?” You peek your head into the living room, holding a basket of unfolded laundry.

“It’s not going.” Michael chuckles softly, kissing the top of James’ head. “Mr. Corleone here is using me as a pillow and Emilia is more fascinated by her toy—”

Emilia giggles, poking Michael’s dress shirt only to giggle again.

“Oh?” You laugh softly, noticing how mesmerized Emilia is by the fabric of Michael’s shirt.

“Camicia elegante.” (Dress shirt.) Michael gently pulls at the fabric, hoping Emilia will at least pick up on his word a little bit. “Sai cos'è questo?” (Do you know what this is?)

Emilia peeks up happily at her father, only continuing to giggle.

“I think she really likes your dress shirt, sweetheart.” You set the laundry basket down, unable to wipe the smile off your face.

“It makes her very happy.” Michael sees the little toothless, beaming smile Emilia gives him. “Look at her. She won’t even stop smiling, that’s how much she likes it. Does she like the feel of the fabric, maybe?”

Emilia puts her tiny hand on Michael’s silk suit jacket, squealing in excitement and touching the soft fabric.

“Think that answered your question there.” You say back, holding your laughter. “Emilia likes daddy’s suit? Si sente morbida?” (Does it feel soft?)

“Daaaaaaa.” Emilia gently tugs on the fabric, thrilled by the texture.

“Morbida.” (Soft.) Michael repeats to her.

“Biiiiiidaaaaaa.” Emilia’s only able to repeat the ending of the word before bursting out into joyful laughter, clapping her hands.

“Cosa c'è di così divertente? Sono i miei vestiti?” (What's so funny? Is it my clothes?) Michael begins to break into laughter too, leaning down to kiss his daughter’s forehead.

You blush at the sight of Michael’s smile, let alone the sound of his velvety voice as Michael laughs with Emilia, scooping her up into his arms next to a very sleepy James.

“I suppose she really does like silk suits.” Michael gives Emilia a genuine, wide smile, rubbing both her and James’ backs gently. “And learned one word today because of it, isn’t that right?”

“Biddaaaaaaa!” Emilia pokes Michael’s suit, only to squeal and laugh again, this time with you, little James and Michael joining her in laughter.

#godfather au #moth to flame fic #moth to flame fanfic #prompts #godfather x reader #moth to flame au #canon

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