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morverenmaybewrites · 3 months

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Hi! I'm so glad you're back, new chapter of Pizza girl was amazing as always, for me it's absolutely the best dc fic ever!

I especially love how the relationship between Jason and other characters feels heartbreakingly natural, how it isn't a case of "love magically cured trauma" but rather slowly and messyly opening up, and trying to heal with the help of right people at right time.

And as much as I cannot wait for Jason and pizza girl to have more straight up romantic shenanigans, I love how they started with gaining each other trust and building their friendship, I adore them as domestic buddies.

I have a question, if it isn't some kind of spoiler of course, at this point of the story, does Jason have (or wants to have) a life outside of his Red Hood persona? And I mean it half psychologically half practically (similarly to pizza girl, how does he earn money if being a vigilante isn't a source of income?)

But seriously, I find it heartbreaking that as much as he yearns for home, he still lives in safe houses, and I was so happy when he thought about asking Babs for help in looking for something more permanent for himself. And it fits into his fear of being traced of course, but got me thinking, in a more personal sense, does he have a motivations for living other than trying to make up for his mistakes as Arkham Knight?

Something like: does he realise that there's Red Hood who fights for those who can't do it for themselves, but there's also Jason who likes the smell of new books, has his favorite mug and favorite way of drinking coffee, has his favorite chair at the local library, who maybe has quiet and innocent dream to get a degree or his dream job and be loved and needed by someone?

Does he realise the second one exists and deserves to be cherished by him?

(Sorry if this ask is too much, I just now realised how long it got 😭 I will absolutely understand if you don't have time to answer this)

Anyway thank you for writing this amazing and captivating work, I can't wait for next chapters, whenever they'll be ready❤

In the meantime I hope you get time to rest and have fun! Stay safe!

This is a wonderful breakdown of Jason's character! To answer your question, does Jason have a life outside of his Red Hood persona? No. Does he want one? Unconsciously, the answer is yes, but I don't think he can acknowledge it right now. For years following the Joker's torture, he's pretty much been in survival mode, keeping himself alive by being obsessed with a singular goal. First, it was to kill the Joker and Batman, and then when he found out the Joker was dead, it was to kill Batman. Now, it's to seek redemption as the Red Hood. While he may have (somewhat) progressed from his days as the Arkham Knight, he's still clinging to the same unhealthy coping mechanisms. It's a little (or a lot) like depression. He's so focused on getting through today and the next day and the next day that there's little room for anything else. Hobbies and friends and a place to feel at home in sound nice, but they also sound absolutely unattainable. And he's lived with that mindset for so long that he's all but forgotten that there are different ways to live. That's where Jason's head is right now. Maybe one day, he'll progress enough that he'll be able to look around his safehouse, so sparse that it's no different from a prison cell, and he'll think to himself that he wants something more. And it doesn't have to be anything big. Nothing so grand as the Wayne Manor. Just a small place, maybe above a bookstore. Maybe in the beginning, it's not so different from his safehouses. Just a mattress on the floor and a bathroom. But then one day, he'll add something small. Some secondhand book he bought from the store for the change he had in his pocket. It's from an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky, but it's enough to pass the time while he's waiting for updates on his cases. Maybe he reads it next to his window, by the light of the flickering street lamps, trying not to grimace at the way the hard wood is digging into his back. Maybe one of his siblings or even the reader notices. She takes him to one of her favorite flea markets under the guise of buying a new rug. And he ends up taking back an armchair, so old that the stuffing is coming out in places. But he makes do, the way he always has, he washes away the accumulated dust and dirt, he patches up the holes, and he places it next to his window. Where the street lamp shines just enough light to read by, even if it often flickers. He opens his book, written by an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky in places. But for now, he thinks, it's enough. (And maybe he'll read until morning. And maybe he'll realize, or maybe not: that the Jason Todd who used to spend hours in the Wayne Manor library, who had a favorite armchair by the fire, is still in there, somewhere. And perhaps, he'll think--or perhaps not--that the Joker hasn't killed everything that he used to be. Perhaps there's still a little bit of Robin left in him.)

#jason todd x reader #jason todd analysis #Jason finding a place to call him days at the morisaki bookshop style #moving into the second floor of a bookstore owned by a sweet old man #giving him the cozy vibes he deserves UGH #lowkey makes me want to write something about jason finally getting a place of his own #as someone who was stuck in a depressive pit for a long time and still struggle with it on occasion this ended up being highkey personal #rooting for you jay #THIS MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE A SHORT ABOUT JASON FINDING HIS OWN COZY PLACE IN THE WORLD #NO CASES #JUST COZY VIBES

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rucbarthatbowtiesarecooldw · 7 months

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Saturday Afternoon Session

O Thou Rock of Our Salvation

Conducting Dallin H. Oaks

Henry B Eyring

Sustaining votes

Jesus Once of Humble Birth

Niel L. Andersen

Venezuela story about a bakery being saved in natural disasters

Tithing can sometimes bring miracles.

Put others first and

trust in the Lord – the blessings of Heaven will follow

My time is not mine – it is the Lord’s to whom I have consecrated it

Tithing is not measured by the amount you contribute – the power comes from placing trust in the Lord

Jan E. Newman 2nd counselor Sunday school

Jesus commanding the little children to come up to Him one by one

Help children find the Savior in the scriptures and build their foundation on Him

When we dig we have to dig deep – remember to dig as if for placing cement in the ground, because if you just dig normally and the ground is smooth at the bottom the cement will not adhere properly and the foundation will become unstable. You have to hit the jagged bedrock to have a fully set foundation

Folow the example of Nephi

Talk of Christ, Rejoice in Christ etc

What does this look like? Whatever looks best for you

You may feel inaudequate, but you should never feel alone

Joaquin E. Costa 70

The source of that strength is Jesus Christ

How do you show and exercise faith every day?

Keeping covenants and following commandments are not transactional, they are transformational

Come to Jesus to fix your life, don’t wait until your life is fixed to seek Him

We don’t come to Jesus because we are perfect, we come to Him because we are flawed

There is Sunshine in My Soul today

Gary E Stevenson

God given gifts – spiritual and otherwise

Holy ghost, heal and be healed, miracles, wisdom, knowledge

Sports/athleticism, art, photography, music etc

Seek spiritual gifts to share with others

There is a learning curve to spiritual gifts; keeping commandments, taking the sacrament, scripture study, prayer

Stand in Holy Places

Stand with holy people

Testify of Holy Truths

Listen to the Holy Spirit

If you hope to feel the spirit, be with people whom the spirit may freely dwell

Spiritual matters cannot be forced and you cannot dictate that for other people or yourself – they are not given for you to counsel others (unless you are a patriarch set apart by proper authority).

Reminder that once you move out of your parents house they no longer have full impressions for you. They can still feel some for you as your parents, however after you move out YOU are the head of your household so they

Yoon Hwan Choi 70

1 Do you want to be happy?

Sacred covenants that connect us fully to Heavenly Father help us be happy

2 are you on the covenant path?

3 how can keeping covenants with God keep you happy?

Alan T. Phillips 70

Don’t leave your kids at service stations

Lost sheep, lost coin, lost son

Do not misunderstand or devalue how much meaning your life has to your Father in Heaven.

True religion is the tie that binds us to God and to each other

Our journey to God is often found together

1 (no idea, had a hard time focusing this afternoon!)

2 the redemptive power of Jesus Christ

Make no mistake Christ is our rescuer and the healer of our souls

The Savior is beckoning us to rely upon and call upon Him

Heavenly Father’s love - perfect, glorified love for each one of us

You do not have to do this alone. He can provide the strength and healing needed to face the road ahead. He will provide the shelter from the storm

God’s plan of happiness is all about you, you are His child of great worth and He loves you

Ronald A. Rasband

Nothing else compares in majesty or magnitude – the gathering of israel

Always ask the Lord if the time is right to serve a mission – going on a mission, weather single or as a couple, if you are being forced into the decision, is never a good idea.

The field is the world

Senior missionaries change the very landscape with their testimonies of the Savior

Take your knowhow plus your time honored testimonies

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty

#genconf #tumblrstake #ldsconf #general conference #church of jesus christ of latter day saints #saturday afternoon session

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mysticalstuff · 3 months

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Hiii, do you write male reader stories? If so, would you write a Monica Geller x male reader story in which she falls for Chandler's younger brother who is 19 years old? If you don't write male reader, it could be gender neutral, however you feel more comfortable

Yes, I love this idea <3

Sure, I'd be happy to help you with that! Also, I didn’t know if it’d be ok to give the male reader a name, but he’s called Kevin. Hope you enjoy :)

Title: Unexpected Connections

In New York City, Monica Geller, a talented chef and neat freak, found herself intrigued by someone she had never expected. Chandler Bing, her beloved husband, had an unexpected younger brother named Kevin, who was visiting for the summer. Kevin, a charming 19-year-old with a passion for photography, was about to bring a change to Monica's life that she never saw coming.

One sunny day at Central Perk, Monica stumbled upon Kevin sitting alone in one of the cafe's cozy corners. Curiosity piqued, she couldn't resist striking up a conversation. As they exchanged stories and laughter, Monica realized there was more to Kevin than meets the eye. His youthful enthusiasm and unique perspective on life fascinated her.

Over time, their encounters became more frequent, both in chance meetings and intentional rendezvous. Monica's heart started skipping a beat whenever she spotted Kevin entering the apartment, his boyish smile effortlessly lighting up the room. She questioned her feelings, torn between loyalty to Chandler and her growing connection with his charming brother.

In the evenings, Monica found solace in confiding her inner turmoil to her best friend, Rachel Green. Rachel understood the complexity of emotions involved but reminded Monica of the love she shared with Chandler. Despite this, Monica couldn't silence the voice inside her head that said Kevin was someone special.

One rainy night, as Monica sat alone in her apartment, contemplating her feelings, Kevin appeared at her doorstep, seeking refuge from the storm. In that moment, vulnerability and truth collided, opening the floodgates of their hidden desires. Monica realized she had fallen for Chandler's brother, and Kevin confessed his deep connection with her.

Their love affair began delicately, shrouded in secrecy. Monica and Kevin knew they couldn't let their emotions come between the bonds of family, making every stolen moment together even more precious. They would meet in hidden corners of Central Park, sharing stolen kisses and delicate embraces, their love growing stronger by the day.

However, the universe has a way of revealing secrets, and one fateful evening, Chandler stumbled upon Monica and Kevin, lost in each other's arms. Shocked and heartbroken, Chandler confronted his brother and his wife, demanding an explanation for their betrayal.

As emotions ran high, the truth spilled out, leaving Chandler devastated and Monica filled with overwhelming guilt. She had never meant to hurt him but had been caught up in a whirlwind of unexpected emotions. Kevin, too, grappled with the consequences of his actions, realizing the depth of pain he had caused his older brother.

In the aftermath of this painful revelation, Monica and Chandler faced a crossroads in their relationship. Monica deeply regretted her actions and desperately sought forgiveness, while Chandler grappled with whether redemption was possible. Despite their shattered trust, the couple decided to seek counseling, working through their pain and exploring if their love could withstand this storm.

Months passed, and gradually trust began to rebuild. Both Monica and Chandler realized that love isn't without its challenges and that true forgiveness can heal even the deepest wounds. As they worked on rebuilding their marriage, Kevin respected their decision and focused on rebuilding his own life, vowing never to let such temptation cloud his judgment again.

Years later, Monica and Chandler found themselves stronger as a couple, having weathered the storm together. The memories of their past remained, but they moved forward, embracing the lessons learned and appreciating the love that had brought them together in the first place.

And so, in the ever-evolving story of life, unexpected connections can become catalysts for growth and renewed love. Sometimes, it takes facing one's greatest fear to realize what truly matters and to cherish the bonds that withstand the test of time.

#fanfic #romance #sfw agere #chandler bing #chandler bing x reader #friends #friends series #monica geller #monica geller x reader #male reader

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dc-and-arfrona · 11 months

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Write a book

Jason Todd x Reader

Type: Angst

Based of this quote: I used to be able to write a book on what I know about you, but now when I reread that book I don’t believe that it’s the same person I wrote about.

Word Count: 500+

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"I used to be able to write a book on what I know about you," you whispered, your voice laden with melancholy, "but now when I reread that book, I don't believe that it's the same person I wrote about."

The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of shattered memories and a love that had lost its way. You stood before Jason Todd, once a beacon of light in your life, but now a stranger wearing a familiar face.

Flashback 1: Innocence

In the early days, your love was pure and unburdened. The laughter echoed through the air as you and Jason playfully chased each other through a sunlit park. His smile, bright and genuine, warmed your heart as you found solace in the simplicity of each other's company. It was a time of innocence, when the world felt conquerable, and love seemed everlasting.

Flashback 2: Shared Secrets

As the days turned into nights, you discovered a profound connection, built on trust and vulnerability. In the soft glow of candlelight, you and Jason sat huddled together, sharing your deepest fears and wildest dreams. The world faded away, and it was just the two of you, wrapped in a cocoon of love and understanding. Each secret whispered into the night cemented your bond, creating a fortress against the chaos that surrounded you.

Flashback 3: First Kiss

A lingering tension hung in the air as you and Jason found yourselves alone, surrounded by the hushed whispers of a moonlit night. Time seemed to pause, as if the universe held its breath in anticipation. With trembling hands and racing hearts, you closed the gap between you, your lips meeting in a tender, electric kiss. In that moment, the world fell away, leaving only the sweet taste of love and the promise of an eternal connection.

Flashback 4: Promises and Forever

Underneath a star-studded sky, Jason took your hand in his, his touch gentle yet filled with determination. His eyes locked with yours, he vowed to protect you, to fight alongside you, and to cherish you until the end of time. Promises of forever spilled from his lips, planting seeds of hope and dreams in your heart. In that moment, you believed in a love that would defy all odds, a love that would withstand the test of time.

But now, standing in the present, the rain washing away the remnants of what was, Jason closed his eyes, allowing himself to imagine what could have been. He saw a rewritten story, filled with moments of understanding, forgiveness, and a love that conquered the darkness. He saw himself standing by your side, fighting the demons that threatened to tear you apart. He saw a future where their love endured, where they embraced each other's flaws and built something unbreakable.

But reality came crashing down, and he knew that it was just a figment of his imagination, a bittersweet daydream. The truth remained that their story had taken a different path—one filled with pain, loss, and shattered dreams.

With a heavy sigh, Jason opened his eyes and met your gaze. "If I could rewrite our story, I would make it a tale of redemption and healing. I would find a way to keep our love alive, to banish the demons that haunted us. But sometimes, the pages we've written cannot be rewritten. And all I can do now is carry the weight of what we had and the pain of what we've lost."

You nodded, tears mingling with raindrops on your cheeks. "Some stories aren't meant to have happy endings. But they still hold a place in our hearts, reminding us of the love we once shared."

In the silence that followed, the sound of the rain filled the void. Each drop felt like a whispered goodbye, a final farewell to the story that had once been theirs.

And as you walked away, your footsteps echoing in the lonely night, Jason remained, his heart heavy with the weight of what could have been, knowing that sometimes, the most tragic stories are the ones that never got a chance to rewrite their ending.

#dc universe #robin x reader #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #dc imagine #jason todd x y/n #red hood x you #jason todd x you #red hood imagine

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jedijourneys · 1 year

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Korrin’s Journal; Entry Three

What an inspiring day. An exhausting, thrilling, and curious day. The water of the stream is cold, and yet I have found peace in its current, soothing the ankles even as it freezes the toes. There is a homesickness that rears at me, the head of an ocean leviathan peering at me with bittersweet eyes. Home. But I blink it away, and tell myself sternly, the sea is the home of my body, but the Jedi are the home of my heart. There is a glee in everything I see, a pleasure and affection for every small stone, every flake of snow, every fish in the stream, every thranta in the sky. I would have thought the temple grounds would be old by now. The sights would become bland. The crisp air would start to taste no different than any other world I've explored. But no. There is an awakening in my spirit, my very soul, it beats in my veins, a warmth like fire.

In my eyes, I see with nothing but appreciation. I cherish every blade of grass, every wave on the water, every droplet of dew, every wisp of frost upon the cold wind. There is such a beauty in all things in this galaxy, a beauty I never could have noticed before, and yet there it is, so powerful that I can nearly feel it just as easily as a stone in my palm. Once, I was blind. Now, I can finally see. The force has granted me a life that brings meaning and wisdom. A chance of redemption. I shall return this gift with unequivocal reverence. I will study, learn, and grow. The Jedi have my loyalty and dedication. And should they ever have need, I shall ensure that they will also have my blade.

The morning passed with mediation on the ice. The frigid fingers of mountain air against my skin. When my limbs became numb and stinging, I crossed into the sunlit afternoon, and made my way to the Archives. It is quiet there, peaceful. The room is warmly lit and cozy. The shelves whisper my name. I looked for anything solid that could be found on force ghosts, but it was a futile affair. I suppose I'll just have to reach out to those who claim to have seen one, though I only know of one so far. Zenteal. And even so, she seemed uncertain of her own experience when she admitted to it during that class. It can wait. I should be focusing on other things at the moment. When I am a Knight, I will look into this matter again. I did learn of this wonderful recipe, or at least, I think it might be wonderful. I've yet to try making it for myself. Cooking has always been an interest of mine, but not one that I've ever had much time to pursue. Even so, I've stored away this 'Sweetmelon cinnamon pie' recipe for a later date. I am determined to attempt baking it eventually. And I'd might as well look into other recipes as well, when I have the free time.

Class late this afternoon was called 'Path of Study', and it documented the many paths that Jedi could take within their respective schools. For Consulars, such as myself, we were expected to find a place within Healing, Diplomacy, or Lorekeeping. I think everyone already knows which of these I will pursue. Of course, Rangers were mentioned as well, but that doesn't seem quite like something I'd be interested in when Lorekeeping is right there. There was a new student in the class, a shy fellow. His name was Callum, and he was submissive and uncertain. I certainly hope he grows to be confident one day soon. He'll need to be. I did notice him staring at me during class, though. I wonder if he's ever seen or met a nautolan before? Perhaps not. Or maybe he's simply curious about my people. I offered to answer his questions, but that just seemed to spook him. I won't push the matter. If he ever wants to talk, I'd be happy to oblige him.

Guardians seem to be the figureheads of the order. When anyone thinks of a heroic Jedi with a gleaming blue lightsaber, valiantly protecting the innocent from harm, Guardians are often what they picture. At least in my experience. They are the frontline fighters. Sentinels are technologically gifted, and capable of learning a special technique called Mechu-Deru. I have since looked into this, though I was aware of how late it was getting. Curiously, Mechu-Deru was an ability created by the Sith, and it imbued the user with a great knowledge of technology on a level that was enhanced with the force. It has since been adapted to the light, of course, though even so, few Sentinels practice it. Still, it is fascinating to read about.

Mystics are very mysterious, and don't share their secrets with those outside of their school. As you can imagine, my curiosity is burning, but I do understand the need for confidentiality in important matters. I will respect their secrecy.

In any case, Tam'a'ryth was a very patient teacher. She told me that some Consular classes were being revamped, and some lesser taught ones would be making a resurgence. I am greatly looking forward to these.

After class, I returned to the stream to feel the current of the water. Freezing, as always, but still soothing. A small group gathered, and chatted for a bit, before another Initiate, Lyceus, invited me to a spar. I have had little combat training beyond hitting a few dummies, and knowing how to adjust the power on my practice saber, of course. But this was an opportunity to learn something new, so of course, I agreed. Under the watchful gaze of Tam'a'ryth, Kethry, Tengirr, and a few others, Lyceus and I had a bit of a friendly fist fight in one of the dueling arena on temple grounds. The spar didn't last long. It was clear that I knew nothing about brawling with my fists. I prefer to use those for reading and writing, after all. But it was still a learning experience, and my bruises shouldn't be too bad. He wasn't trying to beat me into the ground, after all. Lyceus seems like a dedicated young Jedi. I think he worries he will not be able to find a Master, as he seemed to suggest. And he isn't very patient. But he will make an excellent Knight one day, I am sure of it. Probably a better one than I could ever be.

After that, we all hung around for additional duels, this time with our training sabers. Lyceus sparred with a student named Rafael, first. This was a guy I knew was of the more introverted sort. He often appears nervous during classes. I once tried to reach out to him, but he was very obviously not interested. Since then, I've been keeping my distance from Rafael, though I am still concerned. During the duel, he seemed to know his way around the training saber pretty well, but it was Lyceus with the discipline behind his strokes, or rather, his force push. Where had he learned that? Soon, Rafael was hit in the leg, and went down quick after that. Luckily, he is fine. Training sabers don't exactly do much damage. Nothing long term, anyways. Small bruises are not much to worry about.

Though Lyceus was probably tired by that point, he was willing to spar with me again. I do not find much enjoyment in dueling, if I must be honest, but as a Jedi, I know that I will one day be called upon to fight. This is something I must learn, and so I will.

The spar started out as you would expect. Lyceus blocked my initial attack, and managed to hit me with his training saber. It stung a bit, but nothing to be concerned about. I watched as he did some sort of step routine, observed the way he moved his body when he parried and attacked. In doing so, I quickly picked up on his abilities, and managed to deflect his final blow with a bit of difficulty, before striking him in the leg with my own training saber. He fell, but he was alright, thankfully. I might have surprised him. Or maybe not. It doesn't really matter, does it? I'm just glad I was able to learn something. I am thankful for his help.

We all chatted for a bit after that. Knight Kethry showed us her personalized lightsaber form. It appears graceful and deadly. I doubt I'll ever be able to move like that, but the display was inspiring nonetheless. Lyceus agreed to sparring with me on a regular basis, which I was quite pleased with. One day, I will be a competent duelist! But likely not for quite some time. Luckily, I am as patient as the snowy mountains around the Alderaan temple. Or at least, I like to think I am.

You can probably guess what I did after that. Did I take a hot bath and sit down to relax? Perhaps meditate before bed? No, of course not. I returned to the Archives and began looking into the various new things I had learned. But it was getting late, so I only stayed for an hour or so. And now, here I am, rambling about my day before bed. I suppose it helps me unwind. I am excited to see what tomorrow brings. And the many days after that, of course. Come morning, I think I'll continue my meditation routine. What if I climbed those boulders outside the Archives? After a bit of morning exercise, I'll sit on top and meditate for a time. Maybe I'll strike the practice dummies for a bit, too. Just for good measure. I can try to teach myself that step routine that Lyceus was doing during our duel. After that, it's back to my typical library nonsense. I want to look into a lightsaber form that Tam'a'ryth mentioned to me earlier this evening. Niman was the name. I am pleased that my memory only rarely lets me down.

But, that's all stuff for tomorrow. A new day. For now, I really should get some rest. I am tired. And a little sore. At least I am certain that my sleep will be deep and pleasant tonight.

#korrin

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x-i-l-verify · 2 years

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So, after poking around in the DSMP fandom for almost three weeks, this meme basically sums up my main concern with the story thus far:

Now, far be it from me to tell anyone what they can and can’t do with their toys; the ccs are absolutely allowed to end their story however they want. It’s their world, their characters, and they can play them however they see fit. However, ending it on a downer note, with the characters not having learned anything or getting any kind of closure or redemption/healing for all the stuff they’ve done and the shit they’ve put each other through would just feel... extremely unsatisfying from both an audience standpoint and a narrative perspective.

“Fucked up people doing fucked up things to each other” is a premise that can only really carry you so far before it becomes trite and stale. If the characters’ trials aren’t building to anything substantial or meaningful... well, then what is really the point? It'd feel... idk, almost like a betrayal at this point? Like you've followed your favorite characters' stories so closely for months or years, hoping they get a satisfying resolution, but SIKE, there are no happy endings, kid, deal with it! >:D No one ever learns anything, everyone’s doomed to keep repeating the same mistakes over and over and over, there’s just pain and suffering with no actual meaningful catharsis to be found. In fact, here, let us light all these beloved characters on fire for you to really hammer the point home. 🔥 I mean, that’s what Game of Thrones did, and look how well that turned out for them.

The characters actually breaking the vicious cycle of violence they’re all caught in and learning to heal and let go is really the only way I can see the story the ccs are all building together coming to anything even resembling a satisfying conclusion. It would also be a really positive note to end the story on for its predominantly teenage audience: No matter the things you’ve done, no matter how much you’ve been hurt or how much you’ve hurt others, you always, always have a choice to stop, turn yourself around, and do better. You can heal, you can grow, you can do your best to make amends, you can leave the world a better place than when you found it.

And if these silly block people can actually learn something from all their mistakes at the end of the day, this wacky Minecraft RP would automatically have more of a positive cultural impact than something like Game of Thrones ever did. In this individual’s humble opinion, anyway.

#Dream SMP #dsmp #dsmp analysis #dsmp meta #xi writes #again this is all my opinion but i haven't been able to shake this fear since doing a deep dive in the fandom #and I thought I'd make a post about it #Endings are the most important part of a story; they determine whether the journey you went on with the characters was even worth it #and if a bunch of paid professionals with salaries in the millions can bungle a show like Game of Thrones' ending #then are a bunch of teenagers and young adults going to be able to stick this landing?#honestly I really don't know.#I WANT the characters to grow and learn and change and heal but will they? will they really?#fam i do not know and I am scared #we always have fanfic but it will be a bitter pill to swallow if the emotional investment turns out to not have been worth it in the end

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giorno-plays-piano · 3 years

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Heartache

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Soldat!Reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, kidnapping, captivity, torture, brainwashing, delusional Bucky.

Words: 2535.

Summary: You don't need the one whose name was Bucky Barnes, a hundred years old broken man who returned back to the world that couldn't offer him anything but regrets and nightmares. You need your Soldier, the one who won't return to you even if you throw Bucky back into that iron chair and fry his brains for the thirtieth time.

P.S. I have to say it turned out darker than I expected. Attention! Bucky is free from his programming, but he does not heal as he should.

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“You look old.”

You decide to give him the pleasure of hearing your voice. It sounds dull from behind the glass when Bucky comes closer, looking at someone he recognizes too well, but you do not recognize a man he became, nothing reminding you of the one with whom you once shared your bed.

You know what the man looking at you through the glass thinks. You didn’t age a day since the last time he saw you, and while he knows why, it still surprises him to see a young woman watching him calmly as if all those years didn't pass.

“You miss your star.” You say, tilting your head to the side and narrowing your eyes at him when you see his new vibranium arm.

“It doesn't matter.” His answer is immediate, and Bucky isn't surprised to hear the raw anger in his own voice: he is no longer the Soldier you knew, and he is worried he won't find a way to interact with you. You don't seem too interested in Bucky Barnes and whoever he works for despite the fact you are hardly HYDRA's soldier yourself.

What he doesn't know is that you still stay the soldier you have been once, and nothing will ever change that regardless of whoever Bucky Barnes sends your way to cure you from HYDRA's conditioning.

"I'm glad you remember me."

You find it peculiar: a man who has been trying so hard to get rid of anything that ties him to the Winter Soldier has been looking for you for years, finally tracking you down, capturing you and bringing you here as if your pure existence didn't remind him of the worst years of his life. What did he expect to find? A comfort in someone who once had been paired with him just for the sake of research?

"Don't bother, Mr. Barnes. There's nothing there left for you."

You see he's taken aback because you have hit a nerve. Apparently, James Buchanan Barnes thought the connection between the two of you remained the same, and he could dig up the feelings that had long been buried. Stupid, you think, he's forgetting the most important part: he is not the man you formed the bond with. You don't need the one whose name was Bucky Barnes, a hundred years old broken man who returned back to the world that couldn't offer him anything but regrets and nightmares. You need your Soldier, the one who won't return to you even if you throw Bucky back into that iron chair and fry his brains for the thirtieth time.

It doesn't matter. After all those years you didn't believe in happy endings, and even if the man watching you through the glass think he is going to get one after getting out, he is clearly deluding himself.

Averting his eyes, Bucky clears his throat and changes the topic, trying to give himself a false hope he can mend things. “I will convince Shuri to treat you. She helped me break through the conditioning, and she will do the same to you."

You could raise your brow at him, but maintaining this facade is tiresome and doesn't make sense. "I see you have no idea how much my conditioning differs from yours. You can't break through it. It's embedded in me."

"I thought so, but I got rid of mine. You can do it too, I'm sure."

Although you see him trying to assure you, Bucky's getting agitated because he really has no idea what HYDRA did to you. He couldn't know it when he still was the Soldier, but now the lack of his knowledge leads you to the thought your former masters destroyed whatever info they still kept - they foresaw he would search for you.

"Your brainwashing was flimsy. I've always wondered how come you were considered HYDRA'S greatest assassin when you just needed to see your dear friend once to start getting your memories back." You snort, knowing Bucky would feel a slight hint of jealousy in your voice, but you don't care: you've never hid from him you only needed the Winter Soldier, and he was gone.

Bucky doesn't know what to say as a part of him wants to scream there was nothing flimsy about electroconvulsive therapy he went through over and over again, but he looks at you and sees how different you are from him, having no memories of your own, not knowing even your name or the place where you came from. It doesn't scare him, but the fact you had long merged with the Soldier you've become does. You don't separate yourself from her the way he did. In fact, the Soldier had completely absorbed your true persona, and Bucky doesn’t know the real you. He only knows RED, a Soldat who at one point was been created by HYDRA just like all of them were. Despite searching for the information about your past for years, he found nothing, not even the year when you became a part of the organization. Bucky doesn’t think you did it willingly judging by the fact how you reacted when he had been training you among the other Soldiers, but he can’t be sure.

You’re a ghost. None of the masters who had been giving you orders know anything about you except your specialization and things you can do. Bucky supposes there were once people who knew the truth, but all of them are probably dead since the ones he has captured were utterly useless. His only hope is Shuri who might bring whatever is left somewhere deep inside your mind to the surface, yet he isn’t sure she will take you: the more you talk, the more it becomes clear you will not ask her to do it willingly, and Shuri won’t like that. The redemption can only be granted to someone who asks and works for it.

You don’t seem the type.

“What do you want me to do?” He asks you quietly, his forehead almost touching the glass separating you two when Bucky watches you with that pathetic expression of his. “If I let you go, you will return to people you serve. If I bring you to police, you will end up in a lab in the hands of the government.”

You allow him to see your smile as you observe him, desperately hoping you will tell him you will come back to the good guys and stay with him, playing a role of his funny little girlfriend because Bucky Barnes cannot allow himself to form an adequate relationship with any woman who has not been tainted the way he was. It probably seems so tragic to him that he had to spent years trying to catch you.

Although the chair you’re bound to doesn’t let you stand and come over to him, you still lean closer to the window, wearing the same polite but welcoming smile you used to lure your targets closer to you.

“I want you back in that chair, going through the whole process of brainwashing again until you become the Soldat you’ve been. I want you standing with me and feeling as much pain as I did until your sensitivity goes down to zero, and you no longer remember those funny friends of yours. I know you won’t trade your freedom and whatever else you have after getting out, but I don’t need James Buchanan Barnes or White Wolf or whoever you have become. I am RED of HYDRA, and I have bonded with the Winter Soldier you buried, Bucky.”

When he leaves, the massive metal door getting locked ten times the least, you stare at the grey wall beside the glass. You wonder how getting the privilege of remembering his past made him so miserable, a pathetic, broken man who did not understand how lucky he had been, not only breaking free from HYDRA’s grip but gaining his true identity back. He probably pitied himself, poor little boy who had been broken by the big bad guys. He did not understand that all other soldiers who came after him, except the suicide squad made with Stark’s serum, had been turned into ashes. There was nothing left to break in them - and you either.

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Shuri wasn’t happy to hear your story just like he thought, but Bucky couldn’t lie to her, hoping she would understand. Of course, she didn’t, telling him outright it was impossible to treat somebody who didn’t want to be treated. While it was also inhuman, forcing you to do something against your will just like HYDRA has been doing all these years, it also erased the possibility to use the same methods she chose when she treated Bucky.

“You don’t understand,” she tells him, shaking her head, “it’s not that I don’t want to help, but without her cooperating it’s close to impossible. They didn’t use the same ways to program her just like they did to you.”

He isn’t satisfied with her answer even though he knows Shuri wants to help. He can’t leave it like that, leave you to your fate, return you where you belonged, and he keeps asking who or what may be able to help you until she finally tells him something about electrical stimulation of the brain that can awake memories that you have buried. Shuri immediately regrets it, seeing how Bucky’s face lights up.

“It is a very complicated process that requires an extensive medical knowledge. Worse, even if performed correctly, this technique can traumatize her even further. Please don’t do this. We don’t even know if this method will be effective.”

Bucky doesn’t promise her anything, though a part of him feels guilty he made her tell him this. He just has to do it: undoubtedly, HYDRA or whoever you work for now will force you to go through the brainwashing process again, and whatever treatment Shuri told him about can’t be worse than this. If Bucky does everything right, you might stand a chance to live like he does, away from the horrors of the war you had been a part of ever since the organization abducted you. Even if you don’t want it, clearly it is an effect of the memory suppressing machine: any sane human being wants to have a normal life, right?

It takes him months to find and steal the equipment he needs, leaving no traces - it reminds him of the days when he had been under HYDRA’s control, but he does what he has to. Learning how to use the machine is a much more complicated task, but Bucky is grateful for that serum-enhanced brain of his: he nearly swallows the information from the books in record time, reading about sending a burst of electrical energy into your cerebral cortex to stimulate your brain and finally retrieve your memories. Now he knows what Shuri meant by traumatizing, but this doesn’t stop him either. He does what he has to do.

“What is your name?” He repeats after listening to your screams for ten or maybe twenty minutes, your body going limp in the black, cold chair when you open your mouth, breathing heavily, your face stained with tears and sweat.

“Dolores.” You say immediately, knowing he will repeat the procedure if you keep silent, your heat beating wildly. “I grew up... on a small farm in Iowa... I had an older sister... and slept with a big teddy bear with a red ribbon...”

“You are lying.” He says simply, and a jolt of electricity cuts through your head, nearly electrocuting you while you scream again and again.

For some reason he always feels it when you say what he wants to hear instead of the truth. What he doesn’t understand is that the truth he wants has been told months ago: you did not remember and you were not going to remember anything from your past. It was stupid to try. There was nothing left of you, and while he thought he was resurrecting a human in you, he was simply destroying your body that was regenerating every night after the therapy.

When you receive a new jolt, shaking and screaming, tears streaming down your face until they fall down onto your already wet t-shirt, you whisper through gritted teeth, “Either I will have you as my Soldat, or I will not have you at all.”

Bucky presses the button.

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When he is finished he takes you to a bath in the room next to your cell. You almost lose the ability to move for an hour or two, giving him time to prepare you: Bucky undresses you and slowly lowers your body in the tub filled with warm water, watching that you take a comfortable position and don’t slip, effectively suffocating. Today he had almost gone too far, risking to fry your brain: you still refused to give up even after two months of therapy you have gone through, and Bucky isn’t too happy.

Pouring a strawberry-scented shampoo on his palm, Bucky starts to carefully wash your hair that grew longer in the months of captivity, watching that neither shampoo nor the foam gets in your eyes. You are nearly breathless: the serum they gave you made you less stronger than him, but your regeneration abilities are on a whole different level, and soon your body will adjust and erase the damage made.

He asks himself whether keep using the machine makes sense since he didn’t make much progress, the programming still very much in you even after all those incredibly painful sessions. What if you were right from the start? What if there was nothing to remember, and all he could do was to leave you in the state you were in before he destroyed whatever was left of you?

No, he can’t do it. Leaving you means taking away your chance to ever get back to normal life, and he can’t force himself to do that.

Never in his life Bucky Barnes will admit letting you go meant never getting his own happy ending the way he wants it.

“Why reinventing the wheel when you can make it so much easier?” All of a sudden, your hoarse voice whimpers in his ear when you look at him, tiredly moving your head up. “Do what they’ve always done. Use the programming to give me an order.”

A part of him is shocked with the revelation: he wanted to be neither the Soldier nor the one giving him commands. But the other part makes him realize how much easier it would be if he just used what has already been done to you instead of relying on an obviously ineffective method that damaged your mind and body. Of course, he has nothing in common with Karpov sending him on the assassination missions. Bucky only wants you to learn how to become human again, free you from HYDRA once and for all, give you the life you undoubtedly wanted. Even if he uses the same method the organization did until he finds a better way to undo the programming, it is still for your own good.

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My thoughts on Sex Education, season 3.

⚠️⚠️⚠️SPOILERS⚠️⚠️⚠️

First of all, please try to remember that this is just my opinion. I'm nobody to judge whether the season was good or bad and I don't mean to hurt anyone.

With that being said, I'd like to begin by admitting that I liked these 8 episodes overall... but there were so many things that felt wrong to me.

I loved Jean's journey during her pregnancy and the way she tried to take care of everyone at the same time (although I kind of disliked Jakob for some things he said).

I loved Aimee and her desire to heal after the assault. The way she really wants to make her voice be heard was heartwarming and inspiring to me. Plus, her friendship with Maeve is one of the most beautiful I've ever watched (about this, I'll say something later on).

I loved Viv and her ambition that slowly became less important than her peers and their rights. She really wanted them to be happy in the end. I think that she didn't really understand how bad things with Hope were until the trip to France. And she redeemed herself in a great way.

I loved Lily and her journey towards acceptance of herself, even when others thought she was weird and silly. It was empowering seeing her so confident in the end.

I loved Adam's growth. It taught that even the most simple of passions can turn into something meaningful and that, no matter how bad you are, you can change.

Above all, I loved Maeve finally getting the chance to do something amazing for herself for once.

All of these things were wonderful, truly. But so many others I didn't like and I couldn't really understand as narrative choices.

Let me begin with the one I found the most annoying: Isaac's fake redemption arc. I know what you might say: "Of course you hate it! You ship Maeve and Otis!". Well, yes, I do. But it's not all about that. I might be exaggerating... but Isaac deleting Otis' message was beyond disrespectful to me. If you remember, at the beginning of the second season, Isaac was really mean to Maeve... but he had the opportunity to redeem himself. He had the chance to say he was sorry and to be a better person to her, even though he had been around for so little time. However, when it came to Otis to have the same opportunity, he decided that he wasn't worth it. Isaac, who didn't really know Otis, took away from him the chance to at least say that he was truly sorry for being such an ass to Maeve. But, what feels even worse to me is that he took away even Maeve's possibility to decide. We don't know how it would have gone, if Maeve had listen to what Otis had to say. Maybe she would have forgiven him. Maybe she would have still chosen Isaac, because Otis hurt her too much. Who knows what might have been? No one. And why? Because Isaac decided for everyone. And I don't care if he thought he was protecting Maeve or if he was angry. It. Was. Not. His. Choice. To. Make.

Also, I didn't really understand why Maeve wasn't as mad as I was with him. Sure, she stopped talking to him for a couple of days. But the moment she started to speak with him again, they hooked up. Too fast, too soon, in my opinion. He apologised? Sure. But so did Otis. And he didn't get to be so easily forgiven.

But let's move to the another point I have a lot to say about: Otis and Ruby. I really liked them together. I found them cute and funny. But still... Ruby struggled for real to accept Otis for who he is. And Otis acted the way she wanted to keep her close. For example, he shaved off his moustache for her. Now, most of the fandom hated that moustache... but again, Otis seemed to care a great deal for it. He kept repeating that he spent months growing it. But Ruby didn't like it. And he sacrificed something he was proud of for her. But okay, a lot of people would do something like that for their loved ones. But then he had to dress like her friends to fit in. To be fair, Ruby gave up that idea pretty soon... but she just reacted to Otis refusing to do it. If I had to make a comparison between her and another love interest (not Maeve, 'cause I'd be biased), I'd choose Ola, of course. She was putting pressure on him in other ways, but she never wanted him to be any different than who he was. Love, after all, means acceptance. And perhaps Ruby loved Otis for he saw the hardest part of her life, without judging her. I wish it could have been the same for him.

About this, I've noticed many people being disappointed in Otis not saying he loved her too, because it means that he was just using her. Well... no? I mean, he was the first one to admit that, if she was willing to give him more time, he might have learned to love her. Should he have made it clear to her earlier in the relationship? Sure! Can we condemn him for not feeling the same? Absolutely not! Feelings can't be forced. And I'm also sure that he thought he was done for good with Maeve. He suffocated the love he had for her so much that the clinic made him sick and that he admitted his feelings only when pressured by Maeve herself.

In conclusion, I think that Otis and Ruby might have had a wonderful friendship, if they were only given the chance. They have that kind of chemistry.

Talking about people who are better off as friends: in my opinion, that's all Maeve and Aimee will ever be. I honestly can't see anything romantic in them. The purity of their friendship means so much to me and it's, at least for me, so different from the "Friends who are more than friends" energy. We're so lucky to have such wonderful actresses to play these characters... and what I see in their gestures and glances tells me of a great friendship. They're so different from Emily and Sue in Dickinson (they're supposed to be just friends, but they're clearly not) or even Judy and Jen in Dead To Me (another pair of friends that can be ambiguous with each other).

Moving to another couple, whose development I didn't understand: Adam and Eric. I'm not a great fan of their relationship. I like them both as individuals. But the bully-victim dynamic they used to have wasn't the best one to start a relationship with. I could see the appeal though. So much that, I was truly happy for them, when they said their first I love you's. And every step Adam made in the right direction made me smile, since that it took him a long time to grow up. Eric seemed happy with him too. Until he went to Nigeria. I sincerely loved the whole trip... but something felt wrong in him founding what he truly wanted there, where he couldn't even tell his family he had a boyfriend. The scene in the taxi gave me chills. I felt the risk he was taking by going with a stranger to a gay club. A stranger that he kissed almost out of nowhere (whether it was the heat of the moment or Adam not replying to him, I'm not sure). It's the second time he cheats on his boyfriend. And I think Eric deserves far better as a character.

My question about this whole drama is: "How come Eric found out that he wanted to be free in Nigeria and not in England?". If it's true that going to the club made him realise he wanted to be among people like him, it makes the whole situation even more absurd. Because there are plenty of gay bars and clubs in England. Why not go to one of them? My theory is that they wanted to build a good romance with Adam, then build tension between them and in us and end the whole thing with their breakup (probably to make Adam fall in love with Rahim).

I swear I'm almost done. I want to discuss one last topic with you all.

Maeve going to America like that felt so rushed. It's probably another strategy to make us want to see more of the show. And it surely worked. But still, it has, at least for how they developed it, nothing to do with Maeve maturing. The idea itself was amazing. I loved her getting the opportunity of a lifetime. But she literally decides to go the evening before (which is not even realistic. In real life, you have a deadline until which you can pay to go wherever you want. If you don't, your place is given to someone else), after getting the money from her mother. Now, where does that money come from? She might as well have stolen it, since she didn't have it before. In my opinion, this part of the story could have gone differently with little effort and the same outcome. How? Well, since that basically everyone thought she deserved to go to America, why couldn't have her classmates and teachers organised a fundraiser? Even in secret, so that she couldn't get angry for their "charity". It would have been so much better and so wholesome to see everyone in that school give a little sum for her, even to thank her for the help they got from the clinic.

Anyway, I'm so sorry for talking so much, but this season didn't go as expected and I truly needed to vent :P.

Thank you for listening❤

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Ten Favorite Drarry Fic Recs

I’ve reached a bit of a follower milestone, and I thought, why not celebrate? I’m happy! This is an incredible feeling that I honestly can’t fully articulate in writing. Knowing someone enjoyed my work and presence enough that they’d want to be notified if I posted again just makes me squeal and want to hug everyone from joy!! Thank you to anyone who has ever left me kudos, a comment, a tag, a note, an emoji, a tag emoji!! I am endlessly grateful to you all for this support and kindness.

Now, since it’s party time, I’ve compiled a personal list of my ten favorite Drarry fics to share the love. This is by no means a stamp of quality (as there are thousands of brilliant fics out there) and neither is it a guarantee that these are everyone’s cup of tea. But they are certainly my cup of tea— my whole buffet honestly.

I chose fics that made me feel deeply. Fics that made me cry, laugh, throw my phone, squeal and wiggle and dance at the end. These (mostly) weren’t fics which answered deep philosophical questions. They were fics which instead showed me love and adventure, joys and betrayals, misunderstandings and occasionally unbelievable (but appreciated) levels of smut (you know who you are). These are stories I read to be entertained, entranced, delighted, and happy. These are stories that made me feel in love.

In honor of that (and of my Canva addiction) I’ve made little banners for each. I hope they do some justice to these works. I’ve tried to capture the feeling of each fic in just one image. Without further ado, read on to find out exactly what my guilty pleasure (as if Drarry isn’t enough) is:

The Songbirds of Avebury Manor by Tessa Crowley [E, 18k]

Summary: Harry Potter presents as alpha at fifteen, and it is supposed to change his life for the better. Instead, it leads him to a beautiful noble omega he cannot have, a political plot he cannot escape, and a threat on his life.

This story. Oh my stars, this story. What can I even say to properly express how I feel about it? This is the Romeo and Juliet, the Pride and Prejudice, the Hades and Persephone of Drarry. Reading this made me feel like an unwedded Victorian lass waiting for her Prince Charming. It’s a wonderful Historical AU that throws around power dynamics and questions of who is worthy of love, freedom, and respect despite them. This is a brilliant portrait of deep romantic love. Harry’s dedication to Draco is all-encompassing, beautiful, intense, intimate— earth shattering, really. The way they fall in love despite class and situation made me want to cry and write poetry. This is a true fairytale romance.

The Pirate and the Prince by @nerdherderette, maniacani [E, 49k]

Summary: Draco can't believe that fate and circumstance have made him a stowaway on the Master of Death's ship. He doesn't know what's worse: the dread pirate's legendary vendetta against the aristocracy, or the fact that his captor is the most infuriating yet irrefutably fascinating man Draco has ever met.

The moment I started this story I knew it was going to be an instant favorite. It’s swashbuckling, debonair yet disheveled, dangerous, fun, adventurous— everything you could desire from a romance on the high seas! Though they come from very different backgrounds, this Draco and Harry are a power couple to the core. Their romance is once again beautiful, intense, and dedicated, but this time it’s mixed with a healthy dose of self-exploration and mutual acceptance. But apart from romance this fic holds delicious secrecy and identity issues, an astounding knowledge of sailing ships, plenty of piratey shenanigans, some heart-wrenching found family dynamics, a cursing parrot, and a glorious angst with a happy ending finale!

Soup-pocalypse and the Great Curry Cataclysm by SquadOfCats [E, 104k]

Summary: Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.

What can I say about Soup-pocalypse? It will lure you in with tales of Veelas and romance, and then it will kidnap you and throw you in cooking class and therapy. You’ll come out wondering what just happened and how two days have passed. There will, of course, be Veelas and romance aplenty, but it will be a caring romance, a familial romance, a supportive and kind and nurturing romance. This story feels like family, good cooking, sunny days, the deep heartbreak of change, and through all of it, the truth of a real and solid partnership. This is the humorous yet angst-ridden tale of two idiots learning to love as adults, and then in turn learning to face the world together.

you’ve got the antidote for me by Kandakickass [M, 20k]

Summary: When Harry Potter unintentionally severs their soulbond before it can fully form, Draco Malfoy resigns himself to a slow death and decides not to burden Harry with a soulmate he's made it very clear he doesn't want.

He's never been selfless before, but for Harry, he can try.

Right then. On to the angstiest story I’ve ever read and truly enjoyed. Not just enjoyed, adored! Worshipped! Come back to time and again whenever I needed a good cry! Here is the beauty of it: this fic is deeply painful and heartbreaking, yet it steers clear of emotions like disgust and discomfort. Never once was it disturbing— only sorrowful, in the purest and most heart-wrenching way. Yet despite the pain strung throughout the majority of it, this fic left me feeling relieved and rejuvenated, the way one feels after crying their heart out over something simple. It’s an emotional release that does not leave you broken.

On the Last Day of Our World by Sansa [E, 84k]

Summary: During a detention, Harry and Draco get locked in a strange room together overnight. When they escape the next morning, they discover they are alone. Love, angst and adventure abound as they struggle to survive in an empty world.

Truly one of my favorite takes on canon divergence. Truly. This is an exploration of isolation and the joys and comforts that come with it. It is the power couple Drarry to rule them all— a Draco and Harry so strongly connected, in love, and attuned to one another that the world could fall at their feet. This story leaves you on the edge of your seat until the very bitter end— one of those where the second things are briefly peaceful the world goes up in a new set of flames. Those of you who daydream about a partnership that needs no others, two souls who are each other’s family, friend, and future, and would gladly abandon everything to spend eternity alone together: this is for you.

The Arc of the Pendulum by brummel [E, 30k]

Summary: After his father casts a mysterious curse on Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy is forced to try to make things right.

Yes. YES. YES!!! The Beauty and the Beast take you didn’t know you needed! Still canon-compliant to an extent, this is realistic and raw and incredible. Draco makes the choice to help Harry here, and the vulnerability of their interactions while Harry struggles with the curse is everything you could hope it to be. There’s a distinct fairytale atmosphere in this fic— both of them confined together, finding support and comfort in one another while struggling through the effects of the curse, and falling in love along the way. I could write sonnets about the ending using my tears for ink, but they shan’t be revealed here.

Picking Up Pieces by Tessa Crowley [E, 43k]

Summary of Part One: Fifteen years after the War, Draco is a social recluse and award winning author. Harry is an auror who works too hard, ensuring his old war wounds never heal. They meet at a masque ball, unaware of each other's identities. In another situation, it would have been love at first sight. But for them, it would never be so simple.

Picking Up Pieces deserves no introduction, but if you haven’t read it yet, please find a blanket, and cup of tea, and a quiet place to read, cry, and recover. I sobbed my little heart out through the entire second half— the tears were really never ending. How does it end up on a reclist by a fluff lover like me? The answer is similar to Antidote— though this story broke me apart, it was never twisted nor ugly, never disturbing. It was an incredibly touching tale of redemption, forgiveness, human nature, and recompense. The writing does put you through the emotional wringer, but it leaves you relieved and whole. I would lay down my life for this Draco. He truly needs to be protected and loved at all costs. Even though I’m usually careful when recommending heavy stories, I would encourage everyone to read this— it made me feel new, it made me feel like I’d spent an hour crying in the shower, but most of all, it really did make me happy.

Two Trees by LakeWitch [E, 36k]

Summary (shortened): In his Eighth year at Hogwarts, part of Draco Malfoy's probation is to see a Mind Healer once a week. Another part, unfortunately, is having to take Muggle Studies.

It wouldn't be so bad, really, if it weren't for the mandatory outing—a 'field trip'—booked at a Muggle lakeside retreat for the better part of five days. [...] Draco is determined to get it all over with as painlessly as possible. He'll keep his head down, and stay out of everyone's way. That is, until Pansy tells him—at the very last moment—that she's schemed to have Draco stay in the same room with Potter for the whole trip.

Just the two of them... in one room.

This is the comfort fic of all comfort fics. It feels like camping, like sitting by a lake in the sun, like marshmallows over a fire and sparks against a starry sky, and cool, feather-soft hotel sheets. Draco is dealing with several different anxieties here, but the brilliant setting and easy plot turn them into a cathartic read. This is a fic about young love and the ability to build bonds on trips. It made me remember my first crushes and the feeling of getting breakfast in a hotel lobby. There’s cuddling, there’s love, there’s some highly emo Draco (both warranted and unwarranted), and there’s a truckload of nature. Go read it!

Your Place Or Mine? by @l0vegl0wsinthedark [E, 26k]

Summary: "This person is so much harder to hate. And I’m supposed to hate Malfoy. How the fuck else am I supposed to limit this to just sex?"

At first I was like, “Damn, Harry,” but then I was all, “Damn Harry!” but then I went, “DAMN Harry!” (interspersed with a lot of whistling and cursing). I could have slapped him, and you will want to. This is another Draco that deserves endless love and hot chocolate, with a Harry that deserves a good smack. I think about this fic weekly, and not just because it’s endlessly hot— although it is scorching hot, like how do you even write something that hot type of hot. Draco’s pining and Harry’s stupidity makes for the angstiest yet most satisfying friends-with-benefits-but-really-there’s-more combination, and the climax (pun intended) and resulting spill of emotions is everything anyone could hope for. Ten out of ten.

The Courting by the Pureblood Who Only Has Five Milligrams of Romantic Intelligence and Thinks He’s Real Smooth by @cibeewastaken [T, 19k]

Summary (shortened): Draco could grab Potter and shove him into a stall before proceeding to suck his soul out of his dick, but secretly, deep down, in the part of Draco that he will never admit to anyone, he is (everyone pauses to shudder) a romantic. Potter is not someone Draco wants a one-off with. Potter is — Draco’s beloved!

So Draco decides to boldly go where no one has gone before: to put himself through scrutiny; their friends’ teasing and pranks; unsound romantic advice from a house-elf; wearing pretty clothes; all to try and win Potter’s heart through courtship...

This thing of beauty is exactly as hilarious as it sounds. However, it is so much more than the endless laughs (although there are many). It is sweet, tender, touching, and filled with glorious pining and misunderstandings. Inside you’ll find extravagant (the word was literally invented for Cibee’s Draco) outfits, confusing customs, a blanket that brought me to tears, one badass house-elf, one very confused beloved, absolutely no fornication (wink), and one hopelessly smitten pureblood. Be warned, this fic is actually three “What the fuck, Draco?”s in a trenchcoat. I read it when I want to laugh, facepalm, and submerge myself in the adorable stupidity that is Draco Malfoy in love. It is well worth your time and is sure to bring a smile to your face.

With this final fic we conclude my list on a happy note! It’s long, it’s tedious, and I had a spanking good time writing it. I hope these bring some joy or happy tears to your day.

Love, Vina

#vina recs #oh my look a new tag!#long post #drarry #drarry fic rec

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The thing with Endeavor is, he was ABSOLUTELY 100% an abusive spouse and parent and did his whole family very very very dirty. He also probably did want the best for them, BUT that doesn't negate the fact that he abused them. Two ideas can coexist at one time, and people fail to realize that.

Just because he's a hero and does the right thing societally, and finally is trying to do right by his family, doesn't mean he can't also have been a very BAD person objectively. Like, is that not a big theme in bnha? I could have sworn it was a recurring theme since volume 1...

It's up to his family whether or not to accept that he's trying to atone or let him back into their lives again, and they'd be justified in not doing so.

But like actual real life people in fandom should realize that even if you like his character (which I personally do), he still SUCKS and was a bad, abusive guy, and it should be acknowledged alongside any positive change he may make (who knows if he'll actually stick to it, we'll see). It's okay to like Endeavor as a character, people shouldn't be rewriting canon and presenting that as fact, and ignoring his abuse to make themselves feel better about liking him *sigh*

Anyway, hope you're having a good day ^_^

Ur perfectly allowed to have ur own opinion on this matter even tho I disagree !! I’m just gonna give my stance on this real quick:

The reason why any of Endeavors kids were born was for the sake of wanting to have a perfect next gen hero, one who is suitable to beat All Might and have the best quirk possible. Once these kids did not have what Endeavor needed, he tossed them aside and left them alone. Fuyumi makes it a point to want to make their family whole bc it never was. They were never happy family and that stems from Endeavors lack of care for anything but having “the perfect child.” Endeavor threw his kids aside the moment they weren’t what he needed

To bring this back to Touya and him holding his son back for the sake of “wanting to keep him safe,” that doesn’t excuse ignoring him and pushing down his dreams. Endeavor could have found so many different alternatives to work with the boy and help him with his quirk, but he didn’t. He ignored him and allowed for this to happen

Now, u could argue that Endeavor does want the best for his kids with his redemption arc. With how he wants his family to build a house for themselves for the sake of them wanting to heal and grow. With how scared he was for Natsuo when the villain attacked him. However anyone wants to take his redemption arc is a matter of personal opinion which I won’t really be getting into tbh bc that’s a whole other can of worms haha

But I can absolutely agree that Endeavor’s past is something that should not be ignored by the people who like him. U cant ignore a characters flaws for the sake of “oh I want to view them this way.” That works in fanon, sure, but doesn’t work in canon

Anyways, again, just my opinion. Hope ur having a good day too Anon!! :)

#answered #anonymous #tw abuse #abuse tw #rran.txt

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mcyt but they‘re god tier

hello mcyttumblr today i’ve got god tier assignments for a whole bunch of youtubers! this post will include both my assignment, a definition of what that god tier means, and my reasoning! a lot of this is based off of the dream smp <3 this is also intended to be a full session worth of players with no overlapping classes or aspects, which did impact my decisions! also i ignored gendered classes because they’re dumb

TECHNOBLADE / the prince of blood one who destroys via blood | blood is the aspect of bonds! friendship, unity, attachment, and obligation.

blood for the blood god! i chose prince of blood for techno because “one who destroys through bonds and connections” seemed like it really matched up with not only his general persona, but how he acts on the dream smp. the extended zodiac also says that blood players can be very intelligent and aware of other’s relationships even when their own are a disaster! which fits techno displays a lot of awareness about other’s relationships but tends to be pretty awkward and avoidant when it comes to his own. he also tends to be very chaotic and a big fan of destruction, which makes prince a good choice because it’s a god tier that is About Destroying Stuff.

PHILZA / the mage of space one who knows about space | space is the aspect of literal space, physics, and creation. i genuinely believe that philza minecraft is the only person responsible enough to be a space player. space players are about patience and the journey, not the destination, which fits with the playstyle that phil has on his hardcore world, and space players in canon also tend to be very isolated, which goes along with that. mage also gets defined as “setting an example using knowledge pertaining to [aspect]”, which fits phil’s position as the “dad” of the group and the fanon concept of him being the de facto leader of SBI due to his knowledge and experience.

WILBUR / the heir of rage one who is consumed by rage | rage is the aspect of chaos, negative emotion, and violence. this one is based pretty much entirely around the SMP. heirs are implied to be players expected to represent their aspect regardless of their own will, something they are duty-bound or fated to become. they are also defined as “one who invites change via [aspect]. rage is of course about negative emotions, and often associated with insanity. wilbur’s motivations have always come from a place of anger, and he has invited change in both positive and negative ways. but watching his descent from a man who doesn’t believe in violence to someone willing to blow up all of his friends really paints the image of the heir of rage for me.

NIKI / the sylph of breath one who heals through breath | breath is the aspect of freedom, confidence, direction, and change. for me this one is all about niki’s potential!! breath players often tend to have storylines about potential, both wasted and fulfilled, and i think a lot of how fandom sees niki is based around her potential in the storyline. personally, the idea of healing through freedom is one that really strikes me as something that fits niki- especially after her “dear friend” video about escaping from manburg and how she reacted to both schlatt’s election and the festival, she’s very firm in her belief of freedom- and how that freedom will help other people!

ERET / the maid of light one who creates light | light is the aspect of luck, discovery, knowledge, and awareness. i will be real with you this is very much in part because of the character design with the glowy eyes. but maids are about creating and repairing their aspect, rather than the sylph’s healing via their aspect, and i think maid of light sets up a really fun arc for both being a traitor and a redemption arc. eret made the smart choice in betraying l’manburg- or they thought it was the smart choice. her arc about coming back from that (discovery) and fixing that skewed luck fits very well with a maid’s quest.

TUBBO / the seer of hope one who understands hope | hope is the aspect of belief, perseverance, and positive emotion. i picked seer for tubbo mostly because of his position as a spy!! he sees hope even while living and working under schlatt, he refuses to back down even when it gets dangerous- even to the point of being a little dense about it. when he was up on that stage, he never stopped looking for the brightest path- for help from his friends, for techno to not pull the trigger, everything like that. he sees the consequences of actions as a seer, but those consequences tend to be skewed towards what he believes is “good” due to his aspect being hope.

TOMMY / the knight of heart one who serves through heart | heart is the aspect of souls, emotion, and intuition. being a knight in homestuck has always been about protecting other people using your aspect. most of the knights also have some sort of servitude to their aspect- tommy is impulse-driven and makes emotion-based choices, usually to protect what he believes in or his friends, showcasing that part of his classpect. he hides away the other parts of himself by putting that raw emotion on display at all times, not being afraid to pick a fight or follow that base desire even if it ends up with him dead, like the duel with dream.

FUNDY / the rogue of time one who steals from time | time is the aspect of literal time and time travel. time throughout homestuck has had a connection to technology, and i thought that would be really fitting for fundy! being a rogue is about twisting [aspect] to the benefit of your friends and session, and time is one of the main aspects that effects paradox space. fundy, as a programmer who is literally known for digging into the world (minecraft’s) code and changing it to suit his whims, seemed like a really obvious choice.

DREAM / the thief of mind one who steals using mind | mind is the aspect of thoughts, decision-making, and consequences. it’s the thousand iq plays, baby! dream is all about thinking ahead, rapidfire decision making, and reading other people’s plays. with his aspect covered, i actually had a bit of trouble with his class, but i decided on thief because both players who had that class in homestuck had storylines pertaining to being “relevant”, and both of them stole from their own allies. dream’s position as the “hunted” in the minecraft manhunts as well as it being his server seemed like it lined this up really well for his classpect.

GEORGE / the witch of void one who manipulates void | void is the aspect of nothingness, invisibility, and obfuscation. haha funny british man isn’t found!! but in all seriousness, the idea of “manipulating visibility” really resonated with george for me. this is in part due to appleflavoredkitkat’s amazing analysis of the FF dodgebolt strategy, and how a lot of his amazing plays are so amazing because people underestimate him. they see sapnap and dream before they see him, despite the fact that he’s a really good player and actually pretty awesome at pvp, and i think george knows that and relies on that. he manipulates his own visibility and how people perceive him to his own advantage, and that’s a witch of void, baby!

SAPNAP / the bard of doom one who invites destruction through doom | doom is the aspect of fate, futility, and decay. i will be real with you: sapnap drew the short straw on classes. i think that prince would have most likely been a better fit for him, but he lost that metaphorical game of rock paper scissors with technoblade because he doesn’t have a royalty theme. but doom players are all about rules, and fate, and All Things Must End, and when paired with the destructive nature of being a bard, it’s very much “all things must end because i personally am going to end them”, or in sapnap’s case, “all things must end because i am going to set them on fire”.

BADBOYHALO / the page of life one who provides others with life | life is the aspect of healing, resurrection, and life force. last but not least, bad!! the page of life! i assigned BBH this because of the role he tends to take in the minecraft manhunts- he’s the biggest communicator, he instructs others and reminds them to think stuff through. he’s happy to let george and sapnap take more of a lead in hunting as well, which goes along with the idea that pages are one of the most powerful classes, but only after they realize their potential. as he exists currently, bad isn’t one of the most powerful people here, but he’s definitely an inspiring force and has impact on all of them!!

and that’s that!! i have some thoughts about other members of the mcyt community, but i also really wanted to have a full fansession, so now i have the power to write fic about it >:) i hope you enjoyed reading, and if you want to send an ask to talk about this more in depth im always happy to!! have a good day!

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Food Wars!: Shokugeki No Soma Ending 2 Analysis

This post is just a general analysis of why Shokugeki No Soma’s Ending 2: Sacchan no Sexy Curry is clearly a reference to the existing relationship between the series’ main female lead Nakiri Erina, and her girlfriend loyal secretary Arato Hisako.

Purely going off aesthetics, this is one of the few intro or outro songs in the series where the main protagonist, Yukihira Soma, is almost never seen or featured; instead the song begins with Erina traversing through a field of tiny white flowers on thin stems, which look awfully similar to Achillea millefolium, i.e. Yarrow flowers.

Yarrow has traditionally long been associated with healing, new beginnings and more recently, love. It also has strong ties to Chinese Traditional Medicine, this is interesting since Hisako’s specialty is medicinal cooking.

Most likely, this was done to symbolise the beginning of Erina’s redemption arc where she learns to let people in through her interactions with the main cast (possibly foreshadowing her seeking refuge at Polar Star) of the anime. What I found particularly interesting, however, was how she passed by everyone else and only stopped at the end, where Hisako was standing and waiting for her. This alludes to Hisako being the only person she can rely on– the only constant in Erina’s life.

This is followed by a series of moments that these two spend together - cooking, playing, bathing - all of which we see through the eyes of one very stir crazy Sadatsuka Nao, further fortifying the previous argument that these two are always together, regardless of the occasion, and might even be one another’s only friends, prior to the anime beginning.

This already holds enough evidence of a special relationship between the two, but now let’s go on to take a look at the lyrics of the song itself.

The first two lines literally translate to the following:

Dicing up the springtime with a silver knife, Which flavour of boredom did I dine on today?

It goes without saying that this is a clear reference to Erina’s God Tongue ability, due to which new tastes quickly lose their lustre, and the countless gourmet tastings she’s been subjected to since she was a child. Following that:

In a remote place like this, I was so happy to finally meet, Someone stronger than me.

“In a remote place like this,” relates to Erina’s period of isolation after her mother fled and her father was exiled, once she’d only just been rescued by her grandfather. Only after this did she meet Hisako.

We played with the same toys, separately - Days of gaining experience points and levelling up! I even achieved my own unique finishing move, But I'm still unable to fight...

After Hisako’s humiliating defeat at the Autumn Elections we get a glimpse into the lives of Erina and Hisako when they were younger. In the anime, they make it a point to emphasise how there was noticeable distance between them, even as children, and how Erina wanted nothing more than to close said distance, but was bound by her societal role to accept things as they were.

The chorus then went on to say:

Don't grow up, Sacchan! Don't dye your hair brown, Sacchan! Don't get a boyfriend, Sacchan! My precious... my precious...

Admittedly, this threw quite a heavy wrench in my original analysis as I sat up and scoured the shokugeki wiki in hope of identifying this mysterious “Sacchan”. Some people thought it was Sadatsuka Nao, some thought Sacchan was Erina, and some just shrugged because this is an ecchi anime about food and did it really matter?

After running through the full version of the song, I found my answer in the form of a stanza that hadn’t actually been included in the original ending. It was as the following:

So there was no Sacchan– just a Sachiko. Who was Sachiko? The name appears only once, in the manga that Erina was reading during the second season, right after Hisako’s resignation and during the Mimasaka arc, i.e. the shoujo manga she’d borrowed from her friend to come to terms with romantic aspects of her life. The main heroine is dubbed Sachiko.

Was the name just a coincidence? But more importantly, who was the metaphorical Sachiko of this piece? The symbolic main heroine of Erina’s own life?

I compared the Japanese written words for Sachiko and Hisako and noticed something interesting.

The two names, Hisako ( 緋沙子 ) and Sachiko ( 幸子 ) share the same Kanji, ko (子); particularly the spelling of Sachiko that means happiness.

It maybe a bit of a reach but I think this is a subtle nod to Hisako being Sacchan, and an indication of how Erina really saw her friend during their time together growing up - as someone who would grow up and leave her behind (again possibly foreshadowing the Stagiaire arc, where Hisako left her on her own). We also can’t forget how Erina was unable to stand up to her father in the very beginning of the third season, when Hisako was concerned, and was fully prepared to live without her as though she’d been expecting this to happen at some point.

This just makes it incredibly sweeter (during the ending sequence) when it is Hisako who is waiting for her by the edge of the river; Hisako who will not move on without her, even when the rest of their friends keep growing and changing and Erina herself can only walk in the opposite direction.

The song is her love letter to Sachiko who she desperately tries to keep with her, her very first friend, her happiness– only to find that even though she cannot stop her from going; at the end of the day, Sacchan will always be waiting for her on the other side.

[note: Erina shows growth from this mindset in the third season, during their Advancement Exams where she tells Hisako that she’s allowed to leave and do stuff without her.]

TLDR: Sacchan no Sexy Curry is a love letter from Erina to Hisako, you can’t change my mind. They’re lesbians, your honour.

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source: https://www.animesonglyrics.com/food-wars-shokugeki-no-soma/sacchan-no-sexy-curry

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lildevyl · 3 years

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DSMP FanFic Recommendations I

So, a few days @nastiiuu did a nice Recommendation of a DSMP FanFic called Evermore. So, per request, here's a list of different DSMP Recommendations that I have from my History, Mark For Later, and from my Bookmarks! Sorry, @nastiiuu that it took me a while to get this up! But I hope you all enjoy!

Stay safe and I will put the Summaries and Tigger Warnings in as well!

So, I will start off with the one the @nastiiuu recommended a few days ago!

Evermore

Summary: Prince Theseus, a child of blonde and blue, a child of isolation and a crave for touch. He's the youngest in the Royal Family, and somehow the most forgotten. The most neglected. The most alone.

Tucked away in his tower, the young prince watches the world move on without him, watches his family welcome two new princes into their arms, and yet reject him when he cries desperately from nightmares or shivers from a painful wound.

"Wilby?" The child had murmured, all curious and hesitant at once. He was tucked in his older brother's lap, watching as his other sibling sparred with their father. "We'll always be together, right? Forever and ever?"

Wilbur smiled. "Of course, Tommy. Forever and ever."

The Hanahaki rising in young Theseus' throat says otherwise.

TW: Isolation, Hanahki Disease, Angst no happy ending, Character Death, Villain!Dream, Manuplation.

The Exchange: My Life for Yours: I'm still reading this one, I'm on chapter 17 and it's ssssssssooooooooo good right now!

Summary: Tommy was a liability. Too annoying and too loud.

Techno didn't care about this child.

"Unless of course, you want call on that favor"

"Ok"

Then why he suddenly did?

TW: Villain!Dream, Canon Diverse, Kidnapping, Demons/Dreamons, Demon!Dream, Dreamon!Dream, Isolation, Manipulation, "A Deal with the Devil."

The Inevitability of Change: I just got caught up with this one and oh my Ghoul! This is intense and so good! I can't wait for the update!

Summary: Fuck it, he was allowed to do this, it would be better for everyone else anyway. They could do whatever they wanted and he wouldn’t be in their way. He wouldn’t cause problems anymore and he could have the perfect life that he had always wanted.

The egg extended a blood vine out to him. "Do we have a deal?" There was a level of smugness that Tommy recognized all too well from all his wars with Dream, it was the sound of an opponent knowing they’d won.

“We do, you dumb ugly bitch.”

Tommyinnit hated change. He'd witnessed so many people he cared about in his life change and hardly ever for the better. He just wished things could go back to the way they were when he had everything he ever wanted, a loving family who cared about him, a best friend who was always by his side. He craves this so badly that he makes a deal with the egg to get everything he's ever wanted.

or or

Tommy becomes a coraline kinnie

TW: Derealization, Unreality, Manipulation, Child Abandonment, Violence (later chapters), Explosions (later chapters).

Ties of the Puppet

Summary: Tommy hates how his mind feels trapped at that moment with Tubbo. The look in his eyes one Tommy had been forced to see far too many times. Wilbur’s eyes.

Tommy struggles with the trauma of his life and unhealthy relationships, Wilbur tries his hand at redemption, Phil and Techno learn to heal what's been lost.

TW: Mental Health Issues, Violence, Abuse, Redemption Arc for Tubbo, Healing for Tommy/Phil/Techno, some of the characters will seem a little OOC, Canon Diverse.

Forged By Truth (Or the Lack there of)

Summary: After his escape from exile failed spectacularly, Tommy only needed to be reminded that Dream saved his life a few times before it starts to sink in. Once his exile can continue again far away from any more distractions, Dream proceeds with his plan to craft the perfect weapon.

TW: Manipulation, Mention of Character Death (Character doesn't really die but the other characters don't know that), Suicidal Thoughts, Violence, Protégé AU, Tommy becomes Dream's Protégé, Angst, Whump.

Mask: I'm still working on this one but it's really, really, really good! A lot of Angst and Manipulation. So, please be careful when reading!

Summary: Dream knew Tommy was a naturally clingy child. That's why he found such satisfaction in having him exiled.

Dream didn't plan on Tommy clinging to him.

Dream was going to take advantage of the situation.

All Tommy needed was a bit of a push and then he would be completely broken.

Ready to be remodeled into the perfect weapon.

TW: Suicidal Thoughts, Attempted Suicide, Manipulation, Emotional and Mental Manipulation, Protégé AU, Broken!Tommy, Angst, Angst (possibly no happy ending but I'm not sure), Whump.

Lion's Cup, Tiger Stripes: I just finished this one and it's so good! Exile Arc but with a twist! Guest Appearances by Sad-ist, Late-August, Derivakat.

Summary: Tommy Innit knew what Dream was doing and was sure as hell not going through with it. So, by the third week of exile, as Dream starts to escalate his punishments, he leaves. One month later he runs into Purpled and hires him as a bodyguard while he travels.

Or Tommy runs away, stays in one village for a month to clear his head and decides to go travelling while dragging Purpled with him.

Or road trip pog.

TW: Angst, Angst with a happy, Found Family, Violence, Testing, Scares, Explosions (later chapters), I think that's all.

Valley of Serenity: This is a very long fic! It's about 60+ chapters so feel free to read in increments but this is a really good fic! Redemption Arc and Healing for the SBI Family!

Summary: After blowing up a nation, Wilbur throws a sword down at his father's feet and begs to be killed.

Phil, however, takes one look at the state of his children and decides he has other plans.

(post november 16th au where wilbur doesn't die. instead a family leaves the smp entirely, and learn how to live with each other again.)

"Fuck, I - I can't forgive either of you right now," Tommy says quietly. Despite the words, he hugs Wilbur tighter. "One day, though. I think one day I will."

"And we're still brothers, right?" Wilbur dares ask. Techno inhales sharply beside him.

They get a choked laugh in reply.

"Yeah. Brothers."

TW: Angst, Mention of wanting to die, Healing, a long road of healing, Mental Health Issues, Family Bonds, Angst but I think there is a happy ending, Violence, Mention of the L'Manburg exploding. Redemption Arc, Healing.

Breathing's Just A Rhythm: I finished this fic a few weeks ago and my ghoul! This is so good! Time Travel Fic with Dream, Schlatt, Tubbo, Tommy, and of course CHAT!

Summary: POGTOPIA??? WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?? TIMETRAVELBLADE. technotravel

“Chat, I did not time travel,” Techno said exhaustedly, “I don’t know what gave you that idea, but please calm yourselves.”

The voices started obnoxiously whispering at the top of their lungs. HE DOESN’T KNOW. PANIC

Or: Tommy, Tubbo, Jschlatt, and Dream all end up in the past. (Oh, and the Chat comes too) (mcd is a villain, this fic has a happy ending)

Or OR! Dream attempts to Time Travel in the past but winds only go back a few months ago during Pogtopia Area and he winds up bring a few unexpected victors with him! MEANWHILE: Karl is trying his damnest to fix everything with Time Travel Fiasco that Dream caused! B/C the Future selves and the past selves switched!

TW: Graphic Violence, Bodily harm (later chapters), Kidnapping (later chapters), Explosions (later chapters), Betrayal (later chapters I won't say who!), Isolation, Manipulations, Mental and Emotional Abuse, Trauma, Therapy (Finally these boys gets some), Good!Schlatt, Villain!Dream, Redemption Arc Wilbur and Schlatt.

I think I got them all?

Wrong Place for Redemption: This one of the stories that helped inspired Breathing is Just a Rhythm! Time Travel Fic!

Summary: -Previously titled Time Will Decide. Name taken from lyrics in 'A Sadness Runs Through Him' by The Hosiers

“Okay, why don’t you go see him.” Tommy didn’t know what he thought the afterlife was going to be like, hell he didn’t even know if it was a real thing. Maybe he’d see Wilbur, possibly Schlatt, but he didn’t expect to see a white castle and Karl.

Or where Tommy looses his final life to Dream in the prison only to be teleported back in time.

OR where Tommy is given a second chance and isn't going to blow it, not even if things start to get revealed (things that change everything) and discoveries are made.

This whole book has TW's: Child abuse, violence/murder, gore/blood, implied/referenced suicide, suicide, drinking, etc.

Parental Rights: Another good on going fic for me! Can you tell that I love some SBI/Found Family Fics here?

Summary: Sam wants to be there for Tommy. Wants to be his dad. Wants to be the one Tommy comes to when he's in trouble or excited over something. He'd happily legally adopt Tommy, but well... Tommy's actual father is in the way of that. Sam thought with how distanced Phil was with his son it would be easy to persuade him to give his parental rights over to Sam. But well... Tommy's stubbornness had to come from somewhere, right?

TW: Sleep Walking, Mentions of Exile, Healing Arc for Tommy, Healing Arc for Sam, Healing Arc for Tubbo, SBI, Healing Arc for Techno.

Allium: This is still on going, but oh man! This is getting really good!

Summary: What if Dreams plan for the Disc War finale had worked?

Tubbo dead, Tommy in the prison, SMP under his control. Allium Ashes.

TW: Major Character Death, Ghostbo (Ghost Tubbo), Manipulation, Isolation, Imprisonment, Prisoner Innit, Making someone believe they are responsible for something they didn't do, Kidnapping, Rescue Mission.

And How Can I Compete (With The World At Your Feet): God AU and this is really Fangtastic! Rated M for Graphic Violence and Attempted Sacrifice.

Summary: Tommy has been kept away from the world and held captive for four years, and now he’s about to be used as a sacrifice to a god. A blood god, to be specific. The Blood God. But, instead of accepting his captor’s sacrifice, the Blood God is in debt to Tommy. And he’s going to save him.

A universe where Technoblade, Wilbur, and Phil are all gods who have become quite protective of a mortal fifteen year old without a home.

This concept was based on a text post I saw, I think! I can’t find it anymore, but if you see it let me know!

TW: Blood, Violence, Attempted Sacrifice, Villain!Dream, Villain!BadBoyHalo, Occult Setting, God AU, Blood God!Techno, Angel of Death!Philza, God!Wilbur, Angel!Tubbo, Angel!Ranboo.

Death's Forest: This is a nice little One-Shot for the SBI, and Dadza fans! Set during Tommy's Exile. Don't worry! Dadza to the rescue!

Summary: “Can I see him?” Phil asks, blinking owlishly, as if he’s simply just asking. As if he’s not holding a threat behind those light words.

“Don’t push your limits.” Dream responds, and Phil only smiles with a slow nod.

The next day, Dream wishes he had answered differently.

Phil isn’t quite human. He wants to visit Tommy during exile.

TW: I don't think there's any TW here, but if there is, please let me know!

Prince Theseus: Royal AU! Hybrid Tommy. Prince Tommy (Theseus).

Summary: Prince Theseus Craft of the Anartitic Empire, A child who could bring joy to anyone's day left to be forgotten by his family left to spend his days in his tower with nothing but his Maid and dear friend as company

Left to watch his older brothers laugh and smile as his father looks at them with love and the eyes of a proud parent he never saw directed to him, watch them both receive the love he craved so desperately from his father. Left him to envy his brothers yet grow jealous as that jealousy turns to a small flame of hatred growing steadily as time passes leaving him to make his final decision.

No longer will he be known as Theseus but as the Amazing Tommyinnit who could do anything who will prove his former family wrong and show he is better than what they think.

Which leads him to where he is now, a runaway prince who finds a new family brought together by hardship and their love of traveling the endless seas.

AKA :

16 yr old Prince Theseus changes his name to Tommyinnit and runs away from his royal family who neglected him and finds a real family on a ship who just so happened to be pirates as well.

TW: Isolation, Mention of a Minor Character Death, Running Away, Royal AU, Hybrid Tommy, SBI, Neglect, Pirates, Found Family, Angst, Hurt and Comfort, Magic.

Therapy Marriage: Okay, I'm adding this one for some Wholesomeness, and Fluff with some Angst but there should be a Happy Ending!

Summary: but for some reason, tubbo (and possibly ranboo, although he doubted this was his idea) had got it into his head that tommy needed therapy or some shit.

which, fine, maybe he had a little bit of an issue. he did freak out at damage, and weapons, and he had reached out to puffy, but he was okay! he didn’t need tubbo to pity him.

but- here was where the weird part came in- tubbo wanted tommy in his marriage.

TL:DR Tubbo wants to help Tommy and decides that the best method is by marrying him as well. Ranboo just goes along with it.

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Okay, this post has gotten very long! I do apologize for that! So, I'll add others to another Post!

#nastiiuu #fanfic recommenation #dsmp #dream smp fanfiction #dreams smp fanfic #ao3 #dsmp fanfic recommendations #long post

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kyramidoriya · 4 years

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My Perspective on BakuDeku as an Adult

I’ve been seeing lots of BakuDeku hate lately, and I have found a lot of things in common with a lot of it. So I decided to try to think positively and post this in hopes that the BakuDeku Anti’s might understand BakuDeku shippers a little better. Important note: Although I do ship BakuDeku, I am first and foremost a multishipper, and my OTP is TodoDeku. First, Katsuki is a child. I know a lot of people who are teenagers will tell me otherwise, but you are a child. You have years to grow and change. I would never deny that to anyone that they could become a better person. Was he a bully? Of course he was. Did he do terrible things to Zuzu that should not be excused? Of course he did. But that doesn’t mean he’s not capable of change? Of course it’s not. Izuku deserves an apology AT THE LEAST. But I’m not going to sit here and hate on a child either. Next, I think as an adult it’s much easier for me to see the growth a teenager is capable of. I know that many people just don’t want to forgive him flat out. Maybe you’ve been bullied, and you hate your bully. Maybe your bully will never change and will never deserve forgiveness, but don’t force those expectations on others. There is tons of evidence in the anime/manga that Zuzu is steadily growing more confident in their relationship and it’s ability to heal. It’s not up to you whether Zuzu wants to acknowledge that. Zuzu also clearly does not consider Katsuki to be his abuser. He freely returns to Katsuki’s side and is dead set on repairing their relationship. That is not the typical behavior of someone who has been abused. If you actually take a moment to speak with a BakuDeku shipper, I can guarantee you that none of them support bullying and abuse. But most of them, like the redemption arcs. Or they like the stories where the boys have already grown into adulthood. Because people can change. Maybe not all will, but all are capable of it. And it’s clear to me that Katsuki is changing. Because it’s easy to see the potential in a person or a relationship as an adult who has been in and seen complicated relationships. Don’t let your thinking be stuck in the present. It’s important to acknowledge change and potential. Now, do I think if they started dating the way they are right now in canon would be healthy? Of course not, BOTH boys need some therapy (honestly, everyone in the show needs therapy). But do I think it’s ok to invalidate a relationship because of the lives they lead as children? Absolutely not. And it’s definitely not ok to tell BakuDeku shippers that they’re romanticizing abuse, or that they support bullying. That shit is dangerous and harmful. Laslty, I think it’s important to acknowledge the society they live in, the behaviors it breeds, and hero societies reactions to trauma. The first time we see Kats push Zuzu away, is when Kats falls off the log. Your first reaction is logically, “that’s dumb, Zuzu just wanted to make sure he’s alright.” But think of it this way. Imagine you’re a four year old child who has grown up in a society that has told you that if you’re weak, you’re useless. Imagine growing up being told that if you’re not strong enough to endure, than why bother being around. Imagine that’s something even your parents told you. Then imagine that someone who was important to you, implied you were weak. Of course we know logically that Izuku would never ever mean it that way. But Katsuki wasn’t logical. He was four fucking years old and his best friend did something that could practically be seen as betrayal. Then imagine he keeps doing it. Everyone is telling you that you’re strong and valuable, and there’s still that one kid who used to be your best friend, who is now trying to imply you’re something that this society sees as nothing. Obviously, that’s going to awful. Now, imagine you’re 14 and this kid does it again. And not only that but you’ve almost been MURDERED by a villain. And what do the people around you say? That you’ll be a great hero. They don’t get you checked out by a medic. They don’t make sure you’re ok. They don’t help with your trauma. They only praise your strength. Then imagine you’re 16, and you’ve been fucking kidnapped. For several days. By villains who have every intention of murdering people. Then imagine when you’re rescued the heroes say the same shit they did last time. Imagine all that trauma being ignored by the adults around you. Then imagine going home, to a parent who blames you for it. If you can read all that, and tell me you don’t understand Katsuki a little more, then maybe you need to work on being more empathetic. You don’t need to like him. But if you’re going to make valid arguments for or against a character or ship, then I beg that you educate yourself. TLDR; Katsuki has been through a lot in a society that treats most everyone like shit unless they’re strong, and even then they’re held to ridiculous standards and their trauma is ignored. Did Katsuki bully him? Yes. Did Katsuki do shitty things? Absolutely he did. But he is capable of growth, and so is Zuzu. They’ll grow and mature and become totally different people. Think before you call shippers horrible names like abuse sympathizers or bully lovers. The people who ship BakuDeku ship it because they believe that people can redeem themselves. They ship BakuDeku because they recognize these are fucking kids who have so much potential as individuals, as friends and/or as romantic partners. Think before you call anyone names. Trying to understand people can go a long way in making everyone’s lives better. Don’t be part of the problem, be part of the solution. Also, it’s like midnight and I’m barely coherent. I am happy to talk about literally any of this with anyone, as long as they’re open to having a friendly conversation on the subject. I am a tolerant individual but I won’t put up with people being dicks. Even you kiddos out in TumblrLand.

#bakudeku #pro bakudeku #katsuki #bakugou #bakugou katsuki #mha ships #midoriya izuku #midoriya #izuku #deku #kacchan #katsudeku #izuku x katsuki #rant #essay #be kind

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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A NEW EXPERIENCE

Prompt: You and Roman have been together for 7 years now,and on the night of your 5th year wedding anniversary,you have a new way to demonstrate your love for him

Word count: Uh girl,grab a snack ‘cuz this one is long!

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: +18 smut,cursing,slight self-degradation,fluff(at the end),a lot of intimacy and Tantric Massage(yes,you’ve heard it right 😉)

A little disclaimer,before we continue: Tantra is a middle eastern (more precisely Indian) philosophy and spiritual path,the tantric massage itself is a wonderful experience that DOES NOT involves any sort of sexual interaction such as penetration or masturbation!Yes it does involve yoni/lingam massage(vagina/penis massage) but the whole goal of it it’s not orgasm/ejaculation.It can happen of course,’cuz we’re humans but if it can it has to be delayed/controlled since that’s not a goal to be reached,it’s a full body experience and a deeper self connection and healing journey.So if someday you reach out a PROFESSIONAL for this especific massage,keep all this things in mind,please.The only reason I’ve included sex on this it’s because the characters in this story are married and got carried away(also because,it’s Roman I mean,who wouldn’t?). Also they don’t live the Tantra as a philosophy or spiritual path at all! It’s just a new way of working they intimacy together as a couple.It is NOT my intention to degrade ANY form of philosophy/spiritual path from anyone’s beliefs,this is for entertainment purposes only,and also a new way for me to write about new/different themes(or personal study topics of mine) for my stories. I have a deep love for middle eastern cultures and an even deeper love for studying different types of philosophy/spiritual paths.

Tag: My soul sister @ziasaph

Notes: Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.

Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

Today’s my 5th year wedding anniversary with my lovely husband,Roman.We’ve been together for 7 years now.The first time I met him,I gotta say, I hated him! There was something about him that screamed trouble.He was too good to be true,I mean,he was incredibly handsome,polite,thoughtful,kind,loving,funny,intelligent,respectful(a true gentleman really),the best kiss I’ve ever had and don’t even get me started on this man’s bedroom skills...No man ever fucked me like that,no man ever cared much more about my pleasure than with he’s own,no man could make me feel like a goddess the way he could..you see what I mean?He couldn’t be an honest good man right?!And I knew better!Oh I really did..I’ve always had a “rotten finger” when it came to my men choices.If you putted me in a room with two guys,a truly good man and a shitty asshole,I would’ve had 100% chose the latter.Maybe for the “fun” of it or even just to prove my Freudian fate,who knows?

But when I decided to finally give in to the Samoan’s charm and accepted to finally officially date him,I discovered why he smelled like trouble,because as soon as I found out I was in love with him I knew I had lost my whole heart to that man!And if you came from a emocional troubled background,like I did,you know that that’s the worst case scenario one could ever have.But funny enough,despite my deepest fears,he changed my whole world,he dragged me out of the shit pit I’ve always lived in and pushed me into the light beside him,making me forget everything bad that ever happened to me,transforming my reality into the fairytale I could never had imagined.If you told me,7 years ago,that right now I would be here telling you this same story,I would have have bitterly laughed at your face and asked you to give me a hit of whatever it is that you had.

But here I am,finishing to set up one of our guests room for the surprise I had in mind for my husband.I’m sure that this will never repay him for the way he always made me feel,but at least I hope he can have a bit of a glimpse of how much I truly love and care for him.

I was lighting up the last pair of candles when I heard the front door open,his deep sigh and the loud thump of his bags dropping on the living room floor.

“Y/N,baby girl? You home?” That voice alone could bring the biggest,truthful smile upon my lips.I put the lighter on my jacket’s pocket,carefully closing the guest room door and I ran downstairs to meet my redemption in form of a man.

“Roman!” I squealed while I preceded to jump on his arms and wrap my legs around his waist,kissing him like I would never see him again.

“Wow!” He chuckled “I see someone missed me those 3 weeks,huh?!” Still laughing,he wrapped his big arms around my waist and retributed my kiss vigorously.

“Of course I missed you baby!You’re my Samoan Prince Charming,how could I not miss that?!”I laughed.

“Prince Charming,huh?!”He chuckled “You wait ‘til you see what I wanna do to you...I’m pretty sure you’re gonna change your mind from prince charming to tramp real quick!”He smirks and I can already feel my panties getting damp with excitement.

“Oh really,big guy?! Well I’m sorry,but I’m about to piss in your yard and ruin your dreams!’Cuz I already have a surprise for you,and that took a lot of prep time too,so as much as I would love to see what you have in mind that will have to wait,at least ‘til later.”

“Piss in my yard?!Oh baby girl,always so delicate with your words!”He laughed

“What? I’m expressive,you know that!Also if anyone here is the well mannered,polite and posh one that’s you,I’m just you know,rough street trash”.I bitterly said

“Hey!Don’t say that,please.You know that I don’t like when you degradate yourself like that.You’re not trash,you’re my everything!And let’s be honest here baby, I love your rough side..”He squeezed my ass,to prove his point.

“If you keep doing that, I’m gonna get all worked up,and you’re going to ruin my surprise...” I whispered

“Ok,ok.I stopped!”He chuckled,then gave me a light peck on the lips before lowering me down to the ground.”So what do you have planned?”

“You know it’s called surprise for a reason right?!”I said.

“Oh c’mon Y/N! Not even a little preview baby?” He gave me those beautiful puppy eyes,and the bastard knew that I would give in.

“Argh,you’re the worst!”I faked an annoyed face,but he knew I was pretending so he just smiled and I couldn’t help but smile back.”Ok the only,ONLY thing I will tell you is that it involves a large amount of intimacy..I’ve never done that to anyone before..and it’s an incredible experience.That’s all I’m saying!”I proudly huffed.He stared at my face for an eternity before he slowly smirked at me saying “You do realize that you said you were going to tell me just ONE thing about it,but you ended up telling me THREE instead,right?!” He started laughing when I poked his broad chest saying “Shut up! You know,you’re lucky I love you,because otherwise I would just kick your ass right now.”I tried to hold back my laugh,but that soon was forgotten when he kissed my lips so slowly and sweet and said “I don’t have a doubt you could kiss my ass at anytime baby.” He lazily smiled at me,before his expression turned more serious. “I love you Y/N so fucking much!” He caresses my face before continuing “I’m so happy I could take a few days off to be with you,to celebrate the 7 years we’ve been together..and the many more years yet to come” He pecked my lips lightly “I could never have asked for a better woman,wife,best friend,lover,supporter..my own personal safe harbor.” He shyly smiled at me and pressed our foreheads together,and I couldn’t help the tears escaping through my eyes.

“Oh baby girl, I didn’t meant to make you cry!” He said

“Those are happy tears I promise!” I sighed “Besides,I feel bad that I can’t say such beautiful things to you,I’m sorry baby,that you got the product made with a broken mold” I sadly sighed.

“Hey,I already told you to stop saying those bad things about yourself! Also you don’t have to apologize,I know everything you went through and it’s normal for someone in your position to be a little careful when showing your fellings,and trust me babe, I don’t need your words to know that you love me,your actions already do the job!” The smile he gave me was so sincere that reached his eyes.And I really hope that my actions tonight will prove his statement to be right.

“So,when do you plan on giving me my surprise?” He asked with a sparkle in his eyes.And I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Well the first thing I need to know is if you’re already fed?”

“Yep! I stopped by a cafe on my way home and ate something light,like you asked me to”. He responded

“Good!Now I’m gonna need you to take a shower so you can wash away the tiredness of your flight,towel yourself dry,but don’t put any clothes on I’m gonna need you naked for this.” He maliciously smirked at me.

“You need me naked,huh?” He licked his lips “Ok,sounds like a great surprise so far..”

“Yes it is! And if I were you, I would hurry up..”

With that he ran off to the bathroom like a little boy,and a few seconds later I could hear the water running.

As soon as I finished stripping the last piece of clothing off my body,I heard the bathroom door open and Roman call for me.

“I’m in the guest room.The one near the stairs.” A few seconds later, I see him entering the room.

“Wow,this looks beautiful!” Since we never used that room as a guest room,it didn’t had a bed(which helped a lot) I just cleaned the hardwood floor,placed a big extra thick(about 40mm) yoga exercise mat in the center of the room,a lot of candles(some were sandalwood scented,but not many,so it doesn’t get too nauseating.Just enough to give that relaxing feeling),some rose petals around the floor, a few cozy cushions around the yoga mat and a little low table with one massage candle and a large thermical water bottle(to keep the water cold and fresh).It wasn’t much but it did look cozy and spa like.

“Did you like it?”

“If I like it?Baby girl it’s perfect!”Then he looked at my naked body and added “Perfect indeed” as he slowly lowered down to catch my lips in the most romantic kiss. When I broke the kiss(‘cuz if it was for him,we would stay there for hours) I begin to explain to him what my surprise was.

“I was thinking what I could give you for our 5th year anniversary that wasn’t bought from a store,but had more of a deep sentimental value” He slowly nodded

“I was talking to Sarah and she told me that Lisa,her new girlfriend is a Tantric massage therapist and had given her a tantric massage one day,she said it was the best experience she’s ever had.So I got curious and decided to make an appointment with her and babe” I sighed “I’ve never had in my life,such an amazing experience! The feeling is...I can’t describe,you have to feel it to understand it. My point is,Lisa told me that tantric massage can be used by couples as a form of bonding,like a deeper connection. It can be used to strengthen they’re intimacy.” When I saw the confused look on his face I said

“What I’m trying to say is that I love you so much” He smiles “I love you too baby girl” I smiled back,continuing my explanation “And I know that you’re the best man I could’ve ever had asked for myself!Even too good for me,but my point is that,it makes me upset that I don’t tell you as often as I would like to how much you mean to me,so I asked Lisa for some advice on how to perform a tantric massage on you and thought that,maybe it would be a nice way to show you how I truly feel,through this” I pointed out to the set up in front of us,smiling shyly.

“I-I..baby girl, I don’t even know what to say...This is all so beautiful, I mean, you didn’t need to make all this to show me that you care or love me babe,I know that regardless” he touched my face softly and quickly added “But that doesn’t mean I’m not curious about your surprise..In fact I’m quite excited to see what this is all about” He has a evil sparkle on his eyes and we both couldn’t help but laugh.

“Ok big dog,I gonna need you to lay down on your stomach for me,okay?”

He smiled and did as I asked.

I kneeled down on one of the cushions beside the yoga mat and said

“Alright baby,now,I need you to close your eyes,relax and just focus on my touch upon your skin ok?” When he nodded I grabbed the massage candle and started by dripping some of the wax into his ankles and calves,lightly spreading the melted wax up,until it reaches his back thighs.

I remembered that Lisa told me that this should not be a relaxing massage,in the sense of quizzing in the muscles to bring relief,but it was more focused on the touch it self,so I had to keep a very lightweight touch and make sure that only my finger tips(and occasionally my finger nails if I wanted to) touched his skin lightly.

When I reached his back thighs I notice Roman shifting his weight ever so slightly.

*Oh thank God,I’m doing this right!* I thought to myself relieved.

I dripped more wax,now,onto his perfect round ass and lower back.As I begin working out the wax and spreading it I heard a deep,low,almost inaudible,growl leave his lips and I couldn’t help but smile to myself.I let my finger nails just lightly roam his ass,lower back and side hips.I was so lost in the action that I was caught by surprise when a loud moan left Roman’s lips.

“Y/N..”

I grabbed the candle again and repeated the same process but now on his middle and upper back,shoulders,in the back of his arms and forearms,the palm of his hands,his fingers,neck and ears.

When I reached his head,I lightly dive my finger tips through his hair so I could reach his scalp and begin lightly massaging it,as if I was washing his hair,when I very lightly scratched his scalp I heard a very familiar sound

“Mmmmm fuck,oh shit...Mmmmm”

*Hold on..did he just? Oh I know THAT sound,I think he came!* I thought to myself

I lightly tapped his shoulder twice(a sign for him to turn onto his back) and when he did I could see that I was right,as there were evidences of his cum not only on his stomach but also on the yoga mat,and his deliciously thick erection resting on his belly.

I placed a cushion under his hips and one under the back of his head before I repeated the same previous actions.Starting from the soles of his feet,working my way up his shin,knees,thighs,lower abdomen,hips,abdomen,ribs,chest,nipples,side of the neck,face,front shoulders,biceps,forearm and the front of his hands.

Once I got up and placed myself on the mat,between his legs, I looked at him and I could swear that in 7 years,I’ve never seen that man with such a wild,primal,raw,luscious look on his face.

“Ro?”

“Hm?” I’ve never heard his voice so rough before

“We’re going to the last step now,ok?”

“Mhmm” was all he answered with his gaze glued to my face

I dripped some wax onto my hands and rub them together to spread it.

I took his length into my left hand,lightly squeezed the base of his cock and started to pull my hand up towards the head until my hand slides off,just so I could grabbed it with my right hand and repeat the same steps.

“Oh my fucking God” He rolled his eyes to the back of his head “ Sweet fucking Christ,Oohhh fuuuck” He moaned with a raspy voice.

I took the opportunity to massage the head of his cock in a orange juicer motion.

“Argh” He deeply growled,snapped his eyes open and look at me with a deadly look on his face “Fuck me Y/N! I need you to fuck me right now! Come here and ride me nice and hard baby”

“But Roman,I’m not done ye-“

“I don’t give a fuck!” He gritted “I need you,and I need you right now! Just come here,and put my cock inside that sweet tight pussy baby” He smirked in an almost demonic way and I immediately straddle his hips.

Once I lined his cock to my entrance he quickly thrusted inside of me,making me gasp.

While he gave sometime to adjust he said

“Oh it feels good to be home!” He chuckled

“Baby girl, I don’t know what you did or how,but we’re definitely gonna be doing this more often!” He smiled deviously before he holded my hips in place so he could fuck me like a maniac.

“Oh Ro,fuck”

I’ve never felt him so thick,so deep and so hard inside of me.He was fucking me at a pace so brutal that it was almost deliciously painful.

He grabbed my wrists from his chest and rapidly tugged me down so our chests were glued to each other’s,he took the opportunity to ferociously kiss my lips while he preceded to fuck me brutally.

“Ro,baby,I’m gonna-“

I couldn’t even finish my sentence,because my orgasm hit me so hard that I couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Oh fuck me baby! So fucking tight...so warm...” He gritted “So insanely wet”

With that I could feel his cock throbbing and the hot spurts of his cum inside of me.

When he released his last spurt,we look at each other’s eyes and shared the most passionate loving kiss.When we broke the kiss I said

“I love you Ro,so much”

“With your heart,body and soul?” He lightly smiled,remembering his own words said to me on our wedding vows.

I smiled back before answering without a doubt

“With all of my heart,my whole body and my only soul”

And it was in that moment that I knew I couldn’t have picked a better surprise for the owner and of my heart,body and soul.

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