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marvelita85 · 1 year

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Insest, sex, mention of sex,

The only thought repulse you, marrying that rapist, your brothers tried to talk in your favor you knew even in their side Aemond was fighting against it but Aegon asked your hand as a truce between blacks and greens to asure his safty and his family to give you the queens tittle if your mother renounced to hers

- you cant ever start to concidered giving y/n to him.... Helaena died miserable being beside that...- Rhaenyra coulnt keep talking

- hear me out... y/n is a smart girl... she knows what to do... how to handle them... both brothers showed aftection for her... with the right move we will have a very strong player from the inside

- mother... Daemon is right... - you didnt call him father ever he was your real one, you were very much like him you werent naif you knew the part you had to play in that game

- you realised you will have to perform your wife duties with him... he wont spare you, he will break you...

- mother thats what they think, that Im breakable... I am a dragon I wont break, I promise you here and now they will bend to my will and I will make them pay for almost killing Luke with tears of blood

Rhaenyra huged you and you close your eyes knowing the next raven to kingslanding would seal your fate

-I wonder what did he conquer to wear the conqueror's crown

- probably the whole flee bottons street whores

- dont remind me I have to spend the rest of my nights with him...

- he probably will ignore you... - you look at your brother Jace and he try to give you a kind smile, there was no doubt in your mind you hated him, his face wasnt a please one when you didnt wear the dress the queen mother wanted you to wear for the ceremony, you wear your dark and red colors, not the green of your new husband

- I see you are not wearing the dress my mother have chosen for you

- your mother is not the queen anymore, I am and I'll wear whatever I want to wear not your mother's choice beside green was never my color

The hand was serious he knew the union was going to be a problem but there was no way of taking the idea out of Aegon's mind

Aegon wasnt bad looking he looked young and beautiful, but his actions were the reason to dislike him, you were hoping he drink so much he would pass out in the wedding night but you werent that lucky, your eyes found Aemond's one looking back at you devastingly knowing you wouldnt be his anymore ever there was a chance between you

Aegon was enjoying every moment, you remembered the bedding ceremony and you thought you could be sick in front of everyone, at the mare sujestion Aemond and Daemon rise from their sits looking back at Aegon with murderous eyes, you look back at your father rising from your own sit offering your hand to your husband, Aegon look back at you holding your hand and both of you alone left the party to his chambers

- I know you wish for me to be my brother.. - you frown looking at him, you sat back into the matress of his bed - I wish to show you I'm not the monster you think I am - Aegon said getting closer and you tried to calm yourself this was a night you had to survive

He wasnt agresive or rude to you, on the contrary you were surprise at the care Aegon plunged into that night, you tried to be calm and quiet, let him have what he seek with that marriage and what you thought would be the only night transform in almost all nights but Aemond lived there too and that was a passion you couldnt tell your heart to doze

Your plan was working to perfection, you had your husband satisfied with you, even you fill your ideas into his head that it was better for him to take another hand that his grandfather was old and he didnt find the same expectations as your grandfather did in the past

- who would you name as hand... - Aegon asked from bed one night, you smile touching the conqueror's daga resting in one of the tables closer to the bed, it would be so easy to plunged it into his bare chest and be done with it all but Aegon's death would result in your own and you didnt want that....

- maybe... Ser Criston.... - he was a green too but more volatile and hot tempered than Otto that would make it easier for Daemon to bring him out to battle if the oportunity arise

- my brother's knight?

- he protects you too... besides I believe you need change and Otto cant give you that anymore - Aegon smile grabbing your hand pushing from it and kissing your lips , your side of the family was safe because of your marriage but you wanted them to pay for what they have done

Aemond was your next target, when you knew your husband was in your hands you move to the prince, who always have wanted you and didnt mind sharing you with his brother

That lilac eye watching you everytime you cross path into the castle you smile to him caress his hand when you pass beside him without anyone noticing

He couldnt keep pretending nothing happend one day crossing path into the hallway going into his chambers you stop just in front of him there was no words exanged just both of you and even your plot of revenge against the greens was working you couldnt deny the atraction you had with the youngest of your uncles, one was your husband but if you could have chosen it would have been Aemond instead

- my queen....

- it sounds nice coming from you... are you going to start being loyal to me?

- I was always... I'm sorry for any harm I could have cause you with my actions...

- you almost kill Luke - you dare to step closer to him your chest almost touching his, Aemond grab your arms but didnt let you go

- I didnt I never wanted it

- you are getting married soon...

- you should have been my wife...- you smile closing your face to his

- you didnt have balls to make me your wife - you were so close he only had to low his head a little and his lips would touch yours

You didnt realise but his door was just in front of you, his arms hold you against his body as he crushed his lips into yours, your body responded inmediatly and he walked inside his chambers with you in his arms, Aemond worked his fingers into the laces of your dress as well as your hands into the claps of his leader tunic

In his bed you consumated what should have been your greatest love, Aemond was atentive, caring and exelent lover far better than Aegon and you discover that instead of his brother Aemond seeked your pleaure instead of his own

When he sat in his bed taking you with him kissing your lips again, his hair was half undone, his eyepatch rest in his place but you moved your hand removing it, Aemond wanted to hide from your eyes but you undone his hair falling around his bare shoulders and his left zafire eye shined to the light of the candles around the bed

- dont hide from me Aemond... you look beautiful

- you are the most beautiful here my queen

- you should have been my king... not Aegon... you - he kissed you again but the doubt was planted into his mind and even your plan was still in montion to get ride of the greens once and for all, your heart betrayed you falling for one of them

#aemond targaryen x reader #aemond one eye #aemond targaryen fanfiction #aemond targaryen #aemond targaryen x you #aemond x oc #prince aemond #prince aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #house of the dragon aemond #aegon ii targaryen x reader #aegon ii targaryen x you #aegon x oc #king aegon #king aegon ii #king aegon ii x reader #aegon ii targaryen

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m0onchildsworld · 9 months

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You billy haters are something else .

Did you ever consider that empathy is needed in your constant vendetta against a FICTIONAL CHARACTER . Let’s go over the facts shall we and when I say facts . I mean psychology facts. So there’s no way you can argue with it . Bc hello SCIENCE.

1)billy has known nothing but abuse his entire life the only person who didn’t abuse him was his mom but he still witnessed abuse either way . AND THEN SHE LEFT HIM WITH HIS ABUSER Do you know what happens when a child is exposed to abuse from an early age? No? Well here’s a VERBATIM ANSWER FOR YOU .

“Decreases the Corpus Callosum. This pathway transmits messages between the two hemispheres of the brain. The corpus callosum is critical to motor coordination, cognitive performance, and social skills.

Decreases the Hippocampus. The hippocampus is the part of the brain used for learning and memory. It also plays a part in conflict processing and emotional regulation. (Which is why billy is aggressive!)

Causes Overactivity in the Amygdala. The amygdala processes emotions and determines responses to stressful or dangerous situations. (Which is why you see him get violent quickly)

Causes Dysfunction in the Hypothalamic-Pituitary-Adrenal Axis. The HPA plays a central role in stress response. (Do I need to explain this one ?)

Creates Less Volume in the Prefrontal Cortex. The prefrontal cortex affects behavior, perception, emotional balance, and social regulation.

Reduces the Volume of the Cerebellum. This part of the brain controls motor skills and coordination.

In short, child abuse affects how a child learns to respond to situations. It also can negatively impact their ability to grow and learn.”

2) he’s not a fucking racist . His father is . And his father put him in charge of max . When max fucks up BILLY TAKES THE BEATING BC NEIL CANNOT BEAT MAX. So knowing his father is racist and knowing if his dad finds out about Lucas he is trying to save himself from more abuse . BC IF HE DOESNT WHO THE FUCK PROTECTS BILLY ?! Further more he states “SOMETHING YOU LEARN..” meaning at one point in time he befriended a black kid and Neil fucked him up for it . CONTEXT CLUES . Billy has to constantly think about survival when it comes to Neil . And I’m willing to bet none of you antis know what that’s like .

3) abusers very often ISOLATE their victims . Neil moved the family to Hawkins therefore ISOLATING BILLY . He had no one to run to , no one to turn to , and no one to protect him . He was living is a constant state of fear and survival . And max (love her to death) MAX DIDNT GIVE A FUCK SHE DID WHAT SHE WANTED AND CONSISTENTLY PUT BILLY IN A POSITION KNOWING WHAT WOULD HAPPEN TO HIM . Would you be kind to someone like that ? Didn’t think so.

4) he literally gets called a fa**ot by his father . NEIL IS THE HOMOPHOBE . not once did billy say anything homophobic .

Pick up a psychology book . And fucking learn something about abuse victims. It’s so funny how everyone is gung ho for abuse victims until they don’t fit YOUR idea of what that looks like . EMPATHY . Practice it . A lot of the times people who view billy as a comfort character have been through the exact same thing . So when you shame someone for loving billy , you’re literally being a piece of shit . IN CLOSING maybe try viewing him from a perspective NOT given to you by someone else .

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk .

#billy hargrove #billy hargove smut #billy hargove imagine #neil hargrove

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fruit-salad-ship · 8 months

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Monster Rome AU

I woke up to an overwhelming amount of ideas from y'all, and i love it.

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I think i really like the minotaur grey idea, i keep mulling over other options for him and it just doesnt suit as well, gives me Ferdinand vibes, a mean looking huge monster of a creature, who just wants to sit under a tree and feel the breeze and get pets and love. Also then we can branch into the whole 'someone goes to slay him' story, Grey tries not to fight, cant help it to survive and ends up becoming feared when hes actually very docile, rince and repeat story line.

This is where plum comes in, I 1000% cant see her as anything other than a full blown godess, her energy, her demeanour, everything about her point to a deity. She is kind and calm and finds humans fun little things to intervene with, perhaps a little mischevious, somewhat of a trickster but never with harmful things, more just little pranks. She sees Grey is lonely and sad, and feels for the creature, perhaps she made him, perhaps she knows who did, and they didnt accoutn for his gentle heart. But she does. She sees he's stuck in a loop of vioence and needs to be freed, but she cant do it, she's got to send a champion to meddle.

Enter demigod peach, a very tired, very well trained fighter, who simply wishes for the same thing, peace and quiet. I'd like to think years of fighting and a slow aging process make her wise but worn out, totally burnt to the very end of her wick from fighting endless battles, perhaps even other gods messed with her to make her a champion to battle things she never wanted to fight. Almost a puppet in some game, she doesnt have any control of her choices, and its made her very jittery and uncertain in social settings, kind of a massive nervous introvert, despite her skill level.

She's been crushing on plum for ages, but thats a literal god, and Peach is just some little fragment of one, not even someone who'd catch her attentions. She gives up that attempt to win a shred of plum's attention without even starting, its destined to fail, shes a tired, worn out scarred and nervous person with nothing to offer, she knows that Plum's out of hr league, so much so she's not even playing the same sport. But when the goddess she looks so fondly towards asks her for a favour, to go and free the minotaur trapped away, she does it for once with a bit more enthusiasm, Plum asked kindly, she wasnt pushy or bossy like the others, and that gentle touch was enough to make Peach (dare she say it) eager to help. At first theres a mix up, peach thinks "freed" meant kill, thats what shes known for, its why they ask her to perform such dangerous tasks so often, but she see's Grey sat somewhere quiet making something, he's intelligent, and kind, and curious, so she doesnt take out her sword. Grey's instinct after many years of being targeted is to lash out, but Peach doesnt retaliate, and he slowly realises this one is different. They become fast friends, he shows her all the things hes made in his isolation, he's actualy rather inventive, with a fine eye for craft.

The pair start to fight together, he swears his sword to her, and she's...a little taken back by this but fine, if he's sworn to help her he can leave his current location and prison, he's technically freed if her orders are to live and enjoy more. Besides, she too has travelled and worked alone for many years, maybe some company would be nice, especially company that likes the same stuff as she does. She finds he likes a good scratch on the neck, and doesn tmind her putting little briads in his hair. They have a petience for anything nature based, sitting and watching birds, or making cool carvings from wood, finding interesting rocks or spotting a deer out in the forests. It's like they were cut from the same cloth. Peach never got on with humans, and the gods were out of reach or if they did pay attention to her it was never for good reasons, always taking from her, and she only ever recieved trauma in return or a new scar, or a new level of fear and exhaustion. Other demigods like her often came off arrogant or entitled, they had more favour with the gods more often than not so they felt better than her. She never found her people, but maybe her person was a monster? A very kind one.

We also get to have some low key fun with a little monster fucking going on there. because why not, for the spicy side of this all. both of them are total outcasts, covered in battle damage, who find common ground in the soft touches and gentle moments. Things neither have much experince with.

plum becomes very fond of this little demigod whos done as shes asked and then some, how Peach had gone unseen for so long is a question she'll ask the other gods sometime, she cant even find out which god is her relative, its been redacted, no one will speak of her, as if Peach is taboo, and everything she came from is too. Perhaps she's some secret disgrace, or maybe an heir to something far bigger than she ever could have imagined. For a demigod she shows incredible strength and resilience, things that have killed others like her almost slide off her back. Whatever she is, wherever she came from, shes less human than others would like to say, and her lowley status despite this means theres certainly a secret to be found there, someones not telling the truth here. Plum would 100% dig for more on this strange little demigod, and start asking questions about her that get her called up by far more important gods who tell her to stop sniffing around, that Peach is a child of a disgraced match, nothing more, they do not speak of her. Plum doesnt believe it, shes too strong, holds no power amongst her own despite that, she should be high ranking, well renown, in a better position, and yet. Bottom of the pile, essentially thrown away. Plums got to know the truth.

Perhaps its a child of prophecy situation, but Peach is clueless, she just gets orders, and her and Grey go off to do the jobs. Plum gives them as much protection as she can, and at every point possible, spends time with them, theyre sweet and compelling, and she can sense Peach is totally nervous around her, its very sweet for someone so big and tough. Grey loves this god, he finds out she was the one that got him out, and becomes a big soft puppy of a monster with her, brings her little trinkets, makes her stuff, shares his stories which plum loves, all the while peach is quiet, more so than normal, polite and kind but very stoic, her personlaity reverts to how she behaves with all the other gods, theyre above her, she retreats in on herself, doesnt make eye contact, doesnt argue, doesnt express opinions, just shuts up and behaves. Plums nice but shes still a god, and peach has been subject to their wrath a few times too many to push her luck here. Shes simply happy that nothings gone wrong, and that Plums not quick to anger, her old crush on this woman gets shoved down and she just plays the part handed to her. Just some lowley half human who has no place to even look her way, that she gets to sit with someone so special is in itself a gift.

Grey doesnt seem to have the same fear peach does, nor the reserved behaviour, in fact he picks up when plum is around, gets excited and jolly, this is a kind lady and he likes her attention, wishes his dear friend would feel the same. Notices Peach just shuts down a lot, never brings it up, just tries to include her when this happens, not that it usually works.

Plum would get frustrtaed at her champions quiet behaviour, she's seen her without that mask on, when shes less tightly wound, and its so much nicer. she'd out right ask why she does that, peach dancing around the truth that she gets nervious around someone so pretty. Greys defo worked it out, hes not the best at social, but hes got a good eye for Peach now, teases her for it a lot.

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this setup defo feels like it can retain that tired sad beaten down peach energy original Rome AU had, which i LOVED, shes always so emotionally durable, so like, i like to make her weaker, and more unnrved and unsettled, she'd not understand recieving affections, or kind gestures, or anythign other than orders.

i may toy with this a bit more if i get five!

Thank you everyone for the great ideas and notes and messages, its helped me feel like i can dip my toe back into this kind of an AU without being pooped on for it.

#maybe peach is a true god cursed to live a mortal life?#maybe shes a prophetic child #maybe shes a child of someone VERY important #no one knows #plum will find out though #shes a sharp one #meanwhile her little demigod champion remains quiet and agreeable #and she hates it #fruit salad #brainrot #rome AU

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voidwritesstuff · 4 months

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Amos Kane Headcanons

->Amos Kane HCS. General/life pre! Tkc/post Tkc.

->I myself im not black, I am latine. If I got anything wrong or if you have anything to add about Amos being black please tell me. Always Open to learn, just be polite!.

->Hcs for other tkc characters are Open,I dont write x reader but I Will happily make general hcs for any character.

->This post is so Long. Eat up yall. I Will make my own amos kane content HE DESERVES IT.

->reblogs are appreciated.

->moodboard made by me.

Bisexual, fight me/hj.

Got his love for Jazz from his mother (Clementine Kane), she listened to Jazz while she cooked and cleaned,and when Amos was old enough,she took him to his first jazz bar.

He was often times compared to his older brother by his family,not on purpose (sometimes though his father would compare him to julius who was a Straight A+ student) but it did make him harbor a slight resentment to his brother. He got over most of it when he was a little older.(key Word,most of it)

In highschool he was your average student,brilliant but he was fine with just having a C or a B.

Julius got all the dates,he wars the popular kid. (Look at him and tell me im wrong),Big nerd too but there was something about him. Amos was semi popular by proxy,however he kept to himself.

That did not stop the fact that he got his own little fan club (women and men alike) but he always found it a little weird.

Didnt date much in highschool, he was charming and a total Lady/Man Killer once he opened up though.

He decided to learn how to play the saxophone during his sophmore Year,his mom and dad were saving to Get him a tenor saxophone for his birthday.

Amos got to practice music in his highschool's band/music club and once he got a job he could afford classes.

I think their family was pretty middle class,so his parents were saving up for both of their kids college. Hence why Amos had to get a job.

His first job was a record store! And since he knew a lot about jazz and Music in general he got to Open the shop to more of an older demographic. Which brought in more costumeres

Both him and Julius grew up in the house of life as well, I think they lived in the 21st nome up to their early/mid 20s.

Another point of comparison for Julius and amos is that as we know,julius was better than amos in magic. Which just fed at the slight envy Amos had.

Amos still loves his brother very much,always did. But there has been a few times where his scorn has gotten the best of him,especially during fights between him n his brother.

But going back to his life outside the house of life...

Amos got a small appartment with his own money (..and magic) and he was the chillest neighborg you could ever Ask for. He had made sure the walls are insolated so he can play as loud as he can

Always took his trash out, always said hi when someone passed by. Chill ass dude.

He sometimes played on his balcony when he needed to get out his feelings and a lot of the neighborgs and passerbys would just sit and hear him play

The reason why Amos moved out,was becuase he needed to separate himself from his family and find who he was. Cheesy maybe but hes always been in his brothers,his family's, shadow.

Despite that,he did follow some rules of his family.

Always dressed the best he could, making sure he looks perfect (as Julius told Carter, being a black Man in the USA makes it so that you always have to act and look a certain way to not get in trouble/be considered at the same level ) . Was always polite (even if he had to swallow his anger), had to always speak perfectly (barely could use any AAVE, or slang).

It pissed him off, and rightfully so. Having to perform a way and whitewash himself just to be "accepted". However he only ever complained about this to his Friends,

And speaking of Friends,around them the Real Amos came out, hes hilarious and charming, incredibly kind and so very loving and protective.

Hes the designated driver most of the time, he is the one that his AFAB Friends have given him the rights to guard their drink (hes got a MEAN RBF AND WILL INTIMIDATE SOMEOME INTO RUNNING AWAY IF NEEDED)

Most alive on the dancefloor,mans can DANCE.

Has gone to an incredible ammount of gay bars, hes seen Julius in some of them and both have laughed it off. (I hc Julius as pansexual,theres nothing Straight in that whole bloodline)

He orders those fancy ass drinks, he loves them.

Those glasses he uses are actually sun glasses,helps Him with his light sensitivity (theres also nothing neurotypical in that whole bloodline either)

As stated in a previous hc in this list, he studied music. Balancing magician studies and uni PLUS WORK had Amos seriously seeing himself with grey hairs even before julius ever even thought about it.

Hes gotten a few pets in his life, a few cats,birds and dogs.

The first cat he ever got on his own was a little black cat he rescued from the streets on a stormy night when he was walking back from a late uni class.

He heard the cat meowling cuz it was cold and he grabbed the sweet kitten and put it underneath his suit jacket without previous thought.

He named the cat Amunet. (He knows its very egyptian of him,he finds It hilarious)

Amunet was his quality control with ppl,for some reason the cat was incredibly good at sniffing out ppl who werent the best company.

Iskandar took Amunet in when she got older and a lot more fragile, Amos was fine with it since he knew she would be in good hands.

And before I change subjects here lemme add this:

Amos always dresses in suits,that doesnt mean he doesnt have any normal clothes. He does,but he uses them indoors or when hes getting groceries.

One of his neighborgs knocked on his door to ask for something and they found Amos wearing a black shirt with a jazz bar's logo and some blue plaid pants.

That outfit had no bussiness fitting him that well and that neighborgs had to leave from how red they were.

I also hc he does his own hair, he uses bonnets And that hes got a whole routine for his hair.

Seeing amos in a bonnet is a treat

I also hc his "barrel chest" body comes from his father,Amos barely works out, and hes fine with being a little chubby. Adds to his charm.

During And after the events of TKC.

Amos loved ruby, they were really good Friends with eachother. And was devastated when she died.

Was fuming and furious when Iskandar forbid him from seeing his family.

He loves his niece and nephew with a passion,def was the cool uncle. He was so angry that he could see his family.

Partially the reason why he move back into the 21st nome. He felt like he needed to be close to his family somehow (I hc their parents died or retired somewhere before the events of the saga and left the 21st nome)

He sometimes would sneak to london to make sure sadie was okay, it pissed him off to see her being bullied or seeing her grandparents not take care of her hair (I want curly haired sadie)

He was devastated when the whole Julius-osiris thing happened. He blamed himself for not doing something more to stop Julius (even if there was nothing he could do)

Set's possesion fucked him up obviously,Set would taunt him with all the mistakes hes done in his life, his feelings of inediquacy or his own minor inferiority complex.

He obviously dealt with PTSD afterwards, he had vivid nightmares and would wake up crying and screaming. He couldnt even stand the color red or the deserts or any mention of magic for a good while.

He could barely eat and let alone shower or get out of bed. His hair was a GODDAMN MESS and sometimes Carter and sadie would help him out (he didnt like the kids doing that but theyre as stubborn as he is)

He couldnt do magic for a while,so he couldnt help in restoring his house.

He missed his family dearly after he went to heal to the first nome.

During book 2 he slowly rediscovered himself, he met a therapist that was part of the house of life and she gladly took him in as a patient.

He started making contact with Set during book 2, Henc why set looked the way he did in russia.

It started off as small things,practicing "chaos" magic. Set slowly appeared in his dreams, first he was an ass and then he...started to warm up to Amos.

Which means Set low key fell in love with Amos. Because have you seen him? (Dark mlm story do go brr)

Set and Amos fucked,Amos topped. Dont ask me, I just know it.

During book 3 he never in his life imagined himself as the chief lector. But he saw this oportunity as a way to make change.

He followed the path of set, and hes damn good at it. Set could never step out of line with him ever again, and it was the closure Amos needed.

Some of the qualities of set rubbed off on him, he started having a darker/more sarcastic sense of humor, has done some harmless pranks and his flirting game has improved,theres some smooth/dark suaveness about him now.

Hes bootycalled set at some point I think. Set doesnt speak of it and Amos finds it hilarious.

His nightmares arent as horrible as they used to be, he barely has them now. But on the off change he has them, he Will Walk around the first nome to clear his head, play his saxophone and go back to bed.

The kanes have big parties for the holidays, the whole family comes to these cookouts they hold (yes,even julius and ruby! )

During these cookouts the kids get to see their family loosen up, ruby,amos and Julius act like college kids around eachother. They share 1 braincell

Its a sight to behold. Truly.

Once,Julius and Amos got into a playfight (as siblings do) and both ended up In the pool,making Sadie and Carter both flabbergasted and with New blackmail material.

Ruby was laughing so hard, she also told the kids of the brothers misadventures. The never saw their dad and uncle the same way since then (un a good way)

More hcs that idk where to put them

When ppl ask how he got KHUFU he always gives everyone a different story just to fuck with them. But truth is that he doesnt know or remeber how he got them

Philips of Macedonia was actually Amunet's first toy. It was an alligator, so then when iskandar took the cat in,Amos started to toy with the idea of making him a shabti.

He is a flirty drunk, he also laughs a lot more.

As chief lector he doesnt get days off,but oh he does take them sometimes. He spends the time to reconnect with his college buddies, have some fun around brooklyn,that kinda thing

Teaches sadie how to take care of her hair,takes her to black salons in brooklynn.

Very good chef. Very good,better than julius (he holds it over his brothers head a lot)

Sometimes when Julius and Amos bicker,neither know if its bcs of them being siblings or bcs set and osiris are siblings. Or both.

He has gotten a parental attachment to Walt as well, both are happy w it but they dont know if theres not some god fuckery going around.

Hes terrified of spiders,so is Julius. Both Will either jump on things to avoid it or fireball it to oblivion. When asked about it both Will vehemently deny it.

He took a love for horror after he made his peace with set. He thinks its bcs of well, the whole shebang with set.

Was really close to fireball someone after that someone tried to touch his hair after he had freshly taken care of it. He maintains that it wasnt an exageration (And I support his desicion)

Knows spanish,dont ask how. He knows it

(This is me proyecting but im sure hes got a weakness for latine people. I myself im latine so!!!!!! I can say what I want on it!!!!!)

Hes amassed costumes from around the world, little tricks when cooking or dance moves or even little things like leaving his shoes at the door.

Hes the quiet chaotic type, as in he Will be plotting about all the little seeds of chaos he can plant for weeks on end. Theyre harmless, really.

Loooves spicy food. Its cannon that he couldnt help but laugh when Carter couldnt handle the spice.

Avoids the news like the plague, he does read the newspaper sometimes if hes really bored.

He also follows some music magazines and news channel.

Hes gone to some concerts and has taken Sadie and Carter to some (I hc sadie as a big Sleep Token fan)

He took Carter and sadie to the same jazz bar his mom took him

Played happy birthday on his saxophone for his niece/nephew's bday.

Doesnt want to have kids,and hes fine with it.

He had dumb petty fights with Julius when they were kids.

Their rooms were Next to eachother in the 21st nome. So imagine the Shenanigans

They did grow up in the 21st nome, it was their family's house after all. However they couldnt really invite non magicians over. They never brought anyone home

Ruby was the first ever outsider to set foot in there.

Clementine and the brothers father absolutely ADORED Ruby.

Uncle was the kids god-father. Always made sure the kids had everything they needed.

Bent over backwards for his nephew/niece. Always Will.

Big family Man, obviously

WHEW. WHAT A FUCKING RIDE IT WAS. Anyway enjoy.

#amos kane #tkc #rick riordan #the kane chronicles #tkc amos #tkc set #the kane chronicles amos #tkc headcannons #amos kane headcannons

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edge-lorde · 1 year

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CLONE CHURCH PART 6! this is just the first half, im still working on editing the rest of it and ill post it tomorrow.

keep your eyes peeled for future reblogs, thats where ill put links to the prev comic and the comic masterlist when i update it. the masterlist can be found in a tab on my blog on desktop!

small lore drop under the cut

just some notes on how the horde was organized in this comic, this was supposed to be my lore drop segment but i didnt end up finding a way to make them organically say everything out loud and idk if i ever will, so ill just put this here as an easter egg.

so the horde in this version of the story was organized under the premise that while the clones dont seem to have rank over each other like hordak described in the show, horde prime was not personally overseeing everything that needed doing.

instead, the knowledge to do any given task is stored in the hive mind, much like cloud storage in our world, and when they were assigned to a new task the relevant information would be downloaded directly into their brains. some things they all start with, like how to talk and walk, + who horde prime is, ect. but under the hive mind any clone no matter how young could step up and perform any task. (post hive mind they only know how to do tasks that they have already done and have to learn new skills from scratch.)

they did have managerial tasks including 'general,' but these positions are not revered the way hordak made them out to be. if a clone has a management job that means that he has a big task, like keep the kitchen running, and hes been assigned a number of other clones, attendants, that he can then assign smaller tasks to to make this happen.

officially, managers do not rank higher than attendants because any clone could get a new task assigned to them at any given time and they could be replaced by any other clone, but in practice getting a manager job is semi permanent. as long as the job keeps needing to be done hes not likely to be removed from it unless he messes up or gets 'retired'. there are many positions like this on the ship, and if a clone is lucky enough to get such a position he can live hundreds of years or more.

clones are usually decanted to do a specific task, sometimes to fill a task on the ship, but most often in large batches, often as battalions of foot soldiers. this is because with the hordes portal technology its often faster to just decant new ones and send them off, than it is to round up a bunch of other clones away from their other tasks, and they dont need to be trained. if a clone like this survives his first task, hes given a new one until that task ends, or hes killed in battle. off-ship clones tend to be much younger than their ship counter parts for this reason. when a clone is at the attendant level and is constantly hopping between short term tasks he is "in rotation."

the crew of the velvet glove is made up of a skeleton crew of permanent positions that are required to be filled in order to run the basic functions of the ship, and a revolving door of attendants assigned to a particular part of the ship, who may be sent off-ship at any given time.

while managers dont rank above attendants, horde clones do rank themselves by how close they are to horde prime, but these are not official positions.

i think thats everything i wanted to say...

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HEY MY LOVE HOW WAS KPOP LUX ??? IM SO HAPPY I GOT TO FIND AN ONLINE STREAMER 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻 THEY WERE ALL SO SO GOOD BUT I LITERALLY HAD TO CALM MYSELF DOWN AFTER XIKERS PERFORMED 😭 their stage presence is CRAZY

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IT WAS AMAZING I LOST MY VOICE I CANT SPEAK SINCE IT ENDED BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT

YES XIKERS WERE AMAZING LIKEEEEE they managed to hype up the crowd so well despite having the 'responsibility' of being the 1st group to perform

stayc slayed too both them n ive had literally everyone dancing to their songs it was so nice to see . ALSO they covered love shot ,, such a good day to be a lesbian

CRAVITY . my god cravity ,, my vitys ,,, first of all i did NOT expect them to do so many bsides like ??? i thought they'd do groovy , party rock , maybe fly n then call it a day but I WAS SO WRONG . they did groovy (definitely wasn't the only person in my section doing the fanchant ,, no.....) , baddie (my soul left my body when i heard the intro i swear) , get lifted (my soul left my body pt. 2 ?!!???) AND fly . i cried so much during fly . AND THEN THEY COVERED SUPER BY SVT ?!!!???!! those outfits were a personal attack bc ,, good lord . they r all so fine but especially woobin had me going insane the entire night fell to my knees in a walmart parking lot the civitas metropolitano stadium fr

now we get to THE acts aka the groups everyone was there for . i mean i was there for cravity but

ENHYPEN . i already saw them once in frankfurt but they got SO MUCH BETTER . kinda disappointed they didnt perform drunk dazed BUT they made it up by performing sacrifice so . its okay

ive ,, as i alr said literally everyone was dancing to their songs AND they r such amazing performers . wony is the prettiest girl ever im so in love with her n liz literally had the entire stadium in a chokehold everytime she was on screen the stadium went crazy . also yujin my wife shes for the lesbians fr i love her

ateez . oh god . they r Performers™ . i think mingi found out abt fans barking for him n has never been the same since bc he made us bark like 5 times .. not complaining tho ! i would bark for song mingi any day‼️ they were my last straw fr bc my storage was like 99% full after they performed ,, idc tho . guerrilla was so fun we broke the wall (n i broke my vocal chords) . they performed wave n thanxx which i did not expect like ?!!??? wave is such a special song to me , finally being able to see it live is a dream come true

shinee were ofc so good as expected THEY PERFORMED VIEW ?!!!!???!? but i couldn't take many videos bc my storage was full and at that point i was so exhausted i dont think i enjoyed it to the fullest :( but they were still amazing !!

still an amazing experience though !!!

#☆ free speech corner #☆ 🦊 anon #☆ 비티

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I have seen Netflix’s Persuasion. I’m mostly baffled by it. I might have been content to be mildly entertained by it as a regency comedy if it wasn’t trying to pass itself off as Persuasion. I’m not even that angry, really, I’m just…confused. (Edit: and apparently have ingested more plot from other movies than the book, apologies for some inaccurate details BUT ANYWAY)

For a start, it’s clearly a comedy, for all that google categorizes it as a drama romance. Persuasion is not a comedy. It has comedic moments but its most notable quality as a story is that it’s somber, melancholic, quiet. Angry. Good on them for trying to make it a comedy, bc there is comedic potential in the plot outline, and comedy done well wouldn’t even necessarily erase the heart of the theme, which is living with deep regrets and facing the consequences of our actions and finding hope where hope had been lost. But this wasn’t even comedy done well, really. I’m gonna dig into it bc I can’t say I had a bad time the whole of the movie, but…hmm.

Firstly, the casting, and rewriting Anne to be a snarky narrator and Wentworth to be an awkward lad. Um. No. No, see, I watched Cosmo Jarvis, and I just felt vaguely sorry for him. He did awkward very well; I think his Wentworth performance would be a better Edward Ferrars. He and Dakota Johnson had zero chemistry. The man looked like he was dealing with threatening indigestion for most of the film. He had his moments, mostly fleeting tiny things (the tear shed in the opening scene, his look of absolute relief during the hug at the end—that, I’ll admit, was his most and maybe only believable Wentworth moment). But. THAT ISN’T WENTWORTH. Frederick Wentworth is a charming dude, an ambitious sailor and a good friend and a man so embittered by his own dashed hopes that he intentionally jabs at Anne, but derives no pleasure from it, or from seeing her situation so degraded from her youth.

Anne, though. Making Anne witty isn’t untrue to her character. What’s untrue is making her sarcastic. Anne’s greatest fault is how she bends over backwards to accommodate people—she was only persuaded out of marrying Wentworth in the first place by being told the marriage would make HIM unhappy, not herself. Dakota Johnson’s Anne is wry, but too self-assured, too brash, too confident. At no point would she have EVER revealed that Charles Musgrove proposed to her first—certainly not at a dinner party where she just spent a painful two minutes playing musical chairs to avoid Wentworth and then got herself worked up in jealousy over his flirting with Louisa (and Louisa’s with him). Yeah, Anne is jealous, but she tempers this with knowing she has no right to Wentworth’s heart anymore and she internalizes her anger and jealousy accordingly. This Anne is too modern, is the problem. Her trials are timeless but the way she deals with them is so a product of her environment that changing her from an accommodating spinster to a sarcastic wine aunt shouting at her estranged former fiancé out of windows and then dropping gravy on her own head is a fundamental betrayal of Anne’s character and heart.

Plus the other changes just felt…eh. Making Louisa intent on setting up Anne and Wentworth before falling for him herself felt like a cheap way to try and up the drama that didn’t need to happen. Turning Mr. Elliott from a cold-blooded shark of a manipulator into a shallow open book was a waste of Henry Golding’s talents and face (and closer actual chemistry with Dakota, but also I love Henry Golding, always brings a delight and sincerity to his performances that I love to watch and now I actually want to watch him play an Austenian rake, one with an actual dark side and not reduced to a wit machine). Removing the subplot of Anne’s sickly school friend makes sense from a timing scenario but HEY MAYBE IF WE DIDNT GO ON A TANGENT ABOUT OCTOPUS DREAMS WE COULD HAVE GOTTEN TO THAT INSTEAD. Even changing Anne’s family just felt weird. Sir Walter was spot-on, I’ll give him that, but turning Elizabeth into a markedly plainer and more openly vicious older sister and Mary from a hypochondriac to a narcissist just changed the flavor in a way I didn’t like. Mary’s bits were very funny, I will allow that, but it felt like it missed the point somehow? Or got the point but played it up too much? Bc she does complain of ailments out of a desire for attention, and she does feel herself the victim and vilely mistreated in every situation, but…I dunno. They leaned into it too hard. Mary is clueless but she’s not so self-absorbed she becomes an idiot.

I knew they mangled the “worse than strangers” line but they did it TWICE. And not only that, but Anne and Wentworth actually having a CONVERSATION about their past and trying to find a way to friendship?? Painful. Very painful. Wentworth’s staredown with Mr. Elliott was wooden. They took one of my favorite parts out of Wentworth’s letter where he admits how poorly he acted towards Anne. And after all this…idk, they at least could have had Anne running smack into Wentworth at the end, really jolt them both with the physical impact, instead of what we got. The slow down and grabbing his lapels felt weird.

AND WTF THE F//K WAS THE BIT WHERE ANNE FINDS MR ELLIOTT MAKING OUT WITH MRS CLAY AND THEN CUTTING TO THEIR WEDDING LATER??? I have…so much burning rage for that. Bc my favorite thing is that Mr. Elliott was playing the field, courting Anne while wooing Mrs. Clay to secure her out of the way of Sir Walter, and the wrap-up on that story being that she was installed as Mr. Elliott’s mistress and might have caressed her way to being his wife anyway bc they’re both cunning individuals. He doesn’t merrily trot with her down the aisle the second Anne is unavailable. THAT is the de-fanging of Mr. Elliott that sucks most—that he’s going from a cold-blooded being who only acts according to his own desires and drives a business partner and his wife penniless before marrying rich to restore his coffers, who dares to nicely court a titled woman to secure his family’s compliance while stealing away his predecessor’s possible chance at fathering a male heir, to a guy who just tells the audience what he’s up to and smiles nicely about it. I just. UGH.

Costumes, sets, and casting weren’t completely terrible. I liked the colors, though pretty sure Wentworth had only like two outfits, his navy uniform and his casual clothes. Lady Russell traveling Europe to visit new lovers is an odd addition but I’m not mad about it. Pacing was a bit abrupt in places. Giving Anne a more involved relationship with her nephews and the Musgrove girls was kinda nice. Why did Anne have a pet rabbit, though??

As a Persuasion adaptation it’s a travesty, character assassination at its most heinous, just gutting the story for parts and expecting people to see it as a fresh take rather than the hack job it is. As a movie on its own merits, a little too wooden and strange in places to be an enjoyable romp. I didn’t entirely hate all of it, but I’m disappointed in it.

#baffled is really the only adjective I have for how I feel about this movie #I’m not mad. I’m just. At a loss for what to say #I don’t want to watch it again #except for with people I can be more vocally angry with #i tried so hard for my mom but couldn’t keep my mouth shut

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thyme and muffin, 7, 14, 21, 28, 35, and 42

hehe... ty for the questions bee <3 !!!!

7. there’s a magic item (or technological innovation, or special resource) made just for them—what is it?

thyme: would drop everything if he saw a magic ring or something that would suppress their need to drink blood. (the catch being. if she ever takes it off, all that hunger immediately comes back tenfold :heart_eyes:)

ragamuffin: would get a lot of use out of something that allows her to create illusions… maybe a pair of frilly gloves that can create illusions as he moves his hands during a performance. it would be great if they did a bit of extra dmg for her unarmed attacks too heheh

14. what keeps them up at night?

thyme: ever since finding out aine is alive undead, they’ve been up every night thinking of what to say to them. the two of them havent even spoken properly yet and thyme is dreading that conversation. also just. general anger and jealousy over the fact that aine didnt come to find thyme after they were reborn. smh stupid chef

ragamuffin: worrying about her brother, wondering if she made the right choice in taking the path of vengeance. ofc she wants to make sure he’s okay, but shes also worried about what he might do when he finds out she follows gruumsh now. its not lost on her that she’s on a mission to save someone whos job it is to apprehend people like her. 0_0

21. do they have an idea about how they’ll die? do you?

thyme: if thyme had it her way, she dies peacefully of old age surrounded by family. after a long and successful career in the limelight having successfully cured their vampirism. leaving behind a lasting legacy as the greatest chef who ever lived. but im pretty sure thyme will die bloodied and alone and still in this body that they hate. maybe because no one wants to heal them, maybe because someone finally decided that hes more trouble than hes worth. sucks to suck lol (not that i want them to die, i love playing as thyme hehe)

ragamuffin: hmm not really.. or at least not one definitive way that he’ll die. muffin has run through all kinds of death scenarios in her head. like a true improvisor, hes mentally prepared for whichever scenario gets thrown his way. as for me… i dont know either! i think theres a nonzero chance that she dies in the name of getting her vengeance tho

28. do they collect anything?

thyme: rare spices. anything with a pretentious name thats hard to pronounce gets tossed into the magic spice bag for later.

ragamuffin: little charms and knick knacks to add on to her hammer. her weapon looks like this basically:

35. when did they feel loneliest?

thyme: centuries ago, on that night when thyme threw an extravagant party for aine, planning to propose and fix their failing relationship... only to get publicly stood up and wait alone all night. thyme isnt a great person (and what they did in retaliation was definitely not justified lol) but this really hurt them. probably the lowest point in their life.

ragamuffin: the night her brother left for his solo mission and they had their last conversation/argument. i wont go into details (mostly bc im still deciding on things) but she left that conversation feeling betrayed and angry and sad and alone.

42. can they dance?

thyme: absolutely not. cant sing either. if anything, thyme can do a little head bob + foot tap combo. off rhythm ofc.

ragamuffin: yeah! what kind of clown cant dance! although... in a way, ragamuffin is always dancing even when she’s not performing for a crowd. every move he makes, even mundane things like brushing her teeth, is purposeful and done in an entertaining way. big sweeping gestures and exaggerated poses in time to a little rhythm in her head. her logic is kind of like. if someone walked in and saw her fixing a bookshelf or something, she should be doing it in a way thats entertaining for that person or will at least get a reaction out of them. ...the clown may have complexes about this :/

#SORRY THIS IS SO LONG #ty again for the ask and for making these epic questions #!!!#oc: thyme #oc: ragamuffin

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audible--silence · 8 months

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Heard abroad…

Whatever the question, the market is the answer

“Too many white people not enough markets”

“I mean i still didn’t understand any of it but i understood it was nice”

Pedophile and a dead aunt. You love to see it!

I exist to do the dumb thing and subsequently encourage everyone else to also do the dumb thing

“At least it isn’t Kevin”

“Home is the place where you keep ending up and you don’t really know why”

“Home is where you keep going back to your abuser”

Death is good business but without the repeat customers

As long as you have enough to buy linch on your first day, you have enough to figure it out

“Fucking cyrus man…” on cocktails and cacao ceremonies

It feels like im looking at the relic of a golden age that doesn’t know its past its best before date

Lots of people breeds competition in both capitalism and creativity. Capitalism also breeds racism.

Nobody gives one fuck about you here which is both amazing and kinda isolating

Its like if every city ive ever been to merged into one and did a bunch of drugs

I have fewer ideas but i have a lot of resolution so when i want one to work i just throw everything at it till it does

luck favors those who need it/rely on it in good faith

I was busy being sad and shit so I wasn’t in the mood for a heart attack

How lucky we are, to know that as long as we have charge on our phone or an internet connection, we’ll never go without

Going nowhere the long way

“Fuck you”

“What?”

“I was talking to the aircon”

Calories dont work on Mondays

Chicken is made by man, duck is made by god

Thats why i pay the rent

The only case there is is a quesadilla

It’s strangely captivating.

A city of nine million perfect strangers and nine million deranged fucking maniacs.

Everyone fits in. Because theres no such thing as “too different” out here.

Milk that mfer for every lil drop of lactation in it’s scary asymmetrical titty

Everybody be skipping to the calm down phase of life without ever experiencing the youthful fuckaround stage

The lifeline on my hand seems to doing fine.

The other two, I cant quite remember what they’re supposed to mean. Something about happiness or love.

They’re looking a little worse for wear lately.

“Look Ill extend him an olive branch but only so i can whack him over the head with it”

“After all, the universe continues to surprise, bewilder, and enchant, irrespective of our inquiries. As the tale concludes, may it inspire a subtle nod toward the dance of untamed contemplations—a dance best performed with an enigmatic grin.”

Thinking is for Jerry's (2023) - Professor Longwang

I feel glad to have an end date but miserable to end it

Scared of old reality but excited to confirm or deny it

Confused about my choices here and whether my feelings were made from genuine feelings

“How was the quality of your call?” Asks the messenger app.

To which I cannot reply.

Because to reply honestly would not do justice to the quality of the app, and instead be a comment on my experience of it.

The feeling in my gut when she said she met someone.

The thoughts back to all the times where I wanted to tell you i was yours.

All at once.

With a vengeance

Stabbing in the chest

What am i doing here

Accidentally drunk off a Manhattan i didnt want and a quarter pint of Guinness

In New York

In the rain

Trying desperately to find a job

In a field im hardly good at

It seems to me that it boils down.

When you look at the root of it all

What do you want

What do i want

How you utilize the two to make a life that brings you joy

Kill me, im french

Traveling is honestly comparable to hard drugs at this point: intense, euphoric, lands you in sketchy circumstances and often leads to living in very questionable scenarios. It also has a tendency to leave you broke as fuck and wondering where the last six months went

It do be a lil comedic,

A city of 12 million mother fuckers buzzing around packed in like a hive, and I’ve hardly made a friend.

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thinkingofsimpyboisinc · 3 years

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Djhdhdjdjd ok ok so imagine this- Revivebur tries to find his darling. But darling joined Las Nevadas with fundy and is like a performer in the casino (idk what's happening currently in the lore cuz I'm so out of the loop rn but i do know that there's a casino for sure-) like they used to give like wholesome vibes but now-?

Bruh they did a whole ass glow up and they now give Jessica Rabbit vibes. And as soon as Revivebur recives word where his darling is, man practically yeeted himself into the casino, where his darling is currently all dolled up, all pretty like a newly bought Barbie doll on the stage..

(i can imagine the darling singing "Killing me softly" maybe like this? https://youtu.be/KGyTtPeP0Lw or like Kz Tandingan's version: https://youtu.be/CyPF91Qbf48

Or maybe like Jessie J's? https://youtu.be/GHyj93FGmuA

Idk i couldn't find a version that kinda gives off casino vibes id try to sing it but ehhhh ^^;;)

Basically this is the first time He hears his Darling sing, and man literally falls in love all over again. And he just simps so hard for them, and is oh so desperate to get them back, but darling is like "bitch my feelings died the moment the Wilbur I knew was gone-". (I tried to think of a more badass line but I'm tired ha-)

(Neways idk what to add more lol- i just thought of this while I was in the middle of reading an angsty Revivebur x reader ^^;;)

-🌻

the darling would absolutely take no shit from revivebur. what he did during the festival broke them and they felt as if they would never get the wilbur that they knew and love back.

when ghostbur is around, the darling allows herself to feel pity for the ghost. even though they know that ghostbur isnt their lover, theyre willing to let him believe that. at some times darling even believes that ghostbur is as close to their lover that theyll ever get so they let themselves feel like their lover.

darling joins las nevadas without telling ghostbur alongside fundy. even if fundy always acted defensive towards the darling due to how step kids can be at first, he warmed up to them really quickly. he doesnt know where hed be if they werent still besides him.

enough of that, revivebur. when darling hears that wilbur was revived, their first concern was fundy. they loved him more than they loved themself so they had to make sure he was alright. when both darling and fundy process the news, they both agree on hiding in las nevadas. it wouldnt be hard considering they already lived their, but they would definitely work on limiting their interactions with others outside of the country.

revivebur is almost immediately on the hunt for you. its been forever and his memories as ghostbur are a little foggy. he asks tommy where you are, but he doesnt know. so revivebur goes around the entire smp asking for where you are. some people (cough cough eret) would refuse to even tell him if they knew or not! its skeppy that tells where you are. not only is revivebur curious about the new country, but hes also curious as to why you're working with quackity. you and him never really got along.

its at nightime when he stumbles inside the casino and he's immediately blown away at the sound of your wonderful voice (second time jve wrote that today.) he feels like hes 20 years younger! (canon revivebur is 40+. don't believe me? check tommys first stream after c!wilbur was revived.) it feels like hes falling in love all over again.

eventually you head inside a door to the side and wilbur waits until the bodyguard (lets be honest, its just sam or purpled 😭) in front of the door has looked away to sneak past. it seems to just be a plain dressing room.

you turn at the sound of the door opening and immediately glare at wilbur. you werent worried about yourself, you were worried about your son. you would not let wilbur hurt him again.

"what do you want, wilbur?" he laughs and shrugs.

"what? im not able to see my wife? come here," he teases as he tries to pull you into a hug. you immediately back away and glare at him harder.

"dont lay a hand on me. i am not your wife and fundy isnt your son. get out," you hissed as wilbur stared down at you in disbelief. he lets out a breathy laugh.

"what? what do you mean youre not my wife?"

"i mean, im not your wife," you spoke, your tone laced in venom. you were even angrier than before. he didnt even care about fundy.

"youre being ridiculous. we have never gotten divorced," he mumbled. his anger was slowly starting to show through. you had to get him out.

"...."

"get out. before i scream," you responded. unfortunately, the one thing your outfit didnt come with was a dagger.

"i dont see what your issue is. love, do you have any idea how much i missed you? no one would tell me where you were and i was worried sick! now, im here and im trying to make things right and youre just trying to kick me out?" he took one step towards you and that was it for you.

"SAM!"

it took one shout for sam to come in. he had wilbur restrained immediately.

"will, you say we never got divorced. so, i would like to declare this our last conversation as lovers."

he gave a sharp inhale and stared you down as sam dragged him out of the casino.

he couldnt even give two shits about fundy.

this turned out so much longer than necessary. 😭

#thinking of simpbur #simpbur #simpbur x reader #//simpbur #//🌻 anon #//anon thoughts

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sxngshine · 4 years

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• Pairing: Chan x reader

• Word Count: 4.26k+

• Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut

• Warnings: a bit of drinking, car sex, oral(M receiving), unprotected sex(wrap it up), switch!reader, dom!Chan idk what else but don't read if you don't like smut.

• Summary:idk how to explain without spoiling shhsshhs just read it.

• Notes: This was a long overdue story dedicated to @braveshin djsjxs. I had it half done but then went ia but now I'm kinda back so here you go🤧🤧. This is my first full/complete smut so apologies for the lack of knowledge in that part lmao. Happy reading💞! [Edited but possible mistakes lemme know if I missed smtn]

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You hadn't seen him in ages. After you both confessed to each other you thought everything would be all rainbows and peaches between the two of you. And to be honest it was. But then there was just one issue, the both of you were super awkward when it came to intimacy.

You always had the regular kisses and hand holding and hugs like every other couple. But the issue was that neither of you tried to go father in fear that the other wouldn't like it or would be uncomfortable.

That was 2 years ago. Now the both of you live separate lives without each other. He had gotten his dream job as an artist, you saw him on TV quite a lot and it made you miss him even more.

You got your dream job as well, one that allowed you to travel a lot and on the side you were a well known content creator. People admired you for being able not only work through a super busy schedule, but also create original content for your viewers.

The both of you had tried maintaining a long distance relationship, but you felt like you were drifting away from him because of your busy schedules and being unable to talk. You had enough of it one day, missing him and hating that he was never around anymore.

In the end, you both decided to stay friends but lost contact with each other in a matter of months.

There were many regrets that you had, many things you wish you had said and done but it was too late now. You never even once told him that you loved him properly and you always wished you could go back in time to tell him.

After so long, you would think you'd finally be over him, but here you are sitting in a club drinking your problems away.

You didn't really want to be here, you were on break for a few days and wanted to mope around your apartment after seeing him perform his newest album , but your friend dragged you here with a hope of loosening you up and after getting you to drink 6 shots of whatever concoction she stirred up, it started to work.

You didn't drink too much though, enough to get your mind off of things but not enough to be super hungover the next day.

You expected the night to go by with you sitting alone with your glass of whatever your friends gave you as you watched your people dance too close too each other.

What you didn't expect though, was to see him walk through the door. You were beyond shocked, what's he doing here?

It looked like his old group of friends dragged him here. You watched him discretely -or at least tried to- as he looked around the place with clear distaste in his eyes, wanting to be anywhere else except here. But the moment his eyes met yours, all those thought flew out of his head like they were never there in the first place. Your eyes widened and it was like time had stopped.

The harsh music in the background was nonexistent at this point and the other people disappeared. It was just you and him. His friends went to go find a vacant table but he made his way over to you instead.

You looked away and prayed he wouldn't come over but it was useless because in a matter of moments, you were faced to face with the one and only person you were trying to forget about.

"Y/N? Is it really you?" He asked, clear surprise in his eyes.

"Hey... Chan," you greeted, smiling nervously as you looked anywhere but his eyes.

"How're you? I haven't seen you for so long I almost didnt recognize you! You look so different," He exclaimed.

It was true, you completely changed your look after the both of you lost touch. Your once short hair was now at your waist, the once all black and baggy wardrobe was replaced with bright, slightly more fitting clothes (you were quite sad but you loved your new clothes so it was okay). You held yourself high with confidence which was foreign to him because you were normally so shy.

His eyes raked over your outfit, you wore a tight sparkly navy blue dress that ended mid thigh. Your shoulders and collarbones bare due to the skinny straps and low neck.

You couldn't help but look him over as well. He was clad in black ripped skinny jeans and a black tshirt, blonde hair untamed on his head. His chains sparkled under the flashy lights of the club and his leather jacket was doing his arms wonders. In other words, he looked hot. But you couldn't just say that.

After shamelessly checking each other out for a solid 2 minutes Chan cleared his throat.

"So uh, mind if I sit down?" He asked, giving you a small smile in which you returned with a nod.

The both of you started catching up, talking about your accomplishments and old memories you shared. You wanted to get some fresh air after a bit so the both of you grabbed your things and walked outside, the cool air sending pleasant shivers up your spine. You strolled down to the parking lot and Chan offered to drive you around in his car which you accepted.

"If you don't mind, can I take you somewhere?" He asked, after a few moments silence.

You nodded and Chan drove you both to wherever he wanted to take you. Fifteen minutes later the both of you arrived at a cliff that overlooked the city.

You remembered it being a place you and Chan visited often during the night, the city sparkling under you as the both of you goofed around. You had made many memories here.

"You still remember this place?" You asked, getting out of the car and walked over to the edge, leaning against the railing. "I haven't been here in ages!"

"How could I forgot? This was an important place to me." He answered, coming up beside you, looking over at the city illuminated by thousands of lights.

Then a silence fell upon the two of you. You didn't feel the need to say anything, just enjoying the silence and the distant buzz of the city. It was... comforting.

"I missed you Channie, I missed you a lot." You said out of nowhere. You weren't looking at him, but you could tell he was looking at you. The alcohol was getting to you but you didn't mind, needing the extra confidence.

"Ever since you left, I started regretting not doing so many things. I never got to tell you how much you meant to me, how important you were. I wish I could've told you how much I loved you and cared about you. How I never actually wanted to break up and how broken I became when we did," you felt tears form in your eyes as you poured your heart out to him.

"I said I was doing great before but I lied, I spent a good month locked in my room just crying. I was such a mess and then we just stopped talking and my whole world just broke apart and I just-" your voice cracked as tears now fell freely down your cheeks. You bent down and buried your face in your hands, sobbing hard.

Chan was so caught off guard with your confession, but he knew right now wasn't the time for him to be acting like that. He bent down beside you and pulled you into a hug, allowing you to cry as much as you needed while he rubbed your back.

When he felt like you had mostly calmed down, your hard sobs turning into small sniffles and hiccups, he released you from the hug.

"Y/N, look at me," he said, his hand coming towards your face. You reluctantly looked up at him, your eyes red and puffy with mascara running down your cheeks.

"When I left, it took everything in me not to just drop everything and stay. I was in a terrible state when we broke up, my members kept saying I looked like a literal zombie. There were so many times where I was gonna call you but backed away cause I thought you wouldn't want to talk anymore," he admitted.

"R-really?" You stuttered, trying to even out your breathing.

Chan nodded, his eyes flickering to your lips before going back to your eyes.

"Can I-" Chan tried to say but was cut off by your lips smashing into his. He wasn't prepared for it and fell back from the force, pebbles digging into his palms.

But Chan could care less, the only thing on his mind was how soft your lips felt against his. All that built up tension between the two of you had resurfaced and neither one of you were going to stop till you were relieved.

The both of you pull away after a long heated kiss, looking deeply into each others eyes.

"Wanna continue at my place?" Chan asked, breathing heavily. You shook your head and moved off of him.

"That'll take too long and I'm not in the mood for waiting." You said, standing up before lending him a hand.

Chan was surprised by your response but it turned him in even more. "Car?" He asked, taking your hand.

You nodded and dragged him to the back seat of his car, opening the door before pushing him in gently. Once he was in you climbed in after him and closed the door.

Wasting no time, you crawled onto his lap and cupped his cheeks. "Are you okay with this?" He whispered.

You nodded, whispering a small yes and kissed him again, your lips moulding together in perfect sync. You both of you have shared kisses before, but they were only light pecks, nothing more than that. If you knew kissing Chan would feel like this you would've done this a lot earlier.

Chans hands, which rested on your waist started travelling south to your ass and squeezed. You gasped into the kiss and he used the opportunity to push his tongue into your mouth.

He moaned as his tongue explored your wet and warm cavern, your tongues swirling around in unison. Chan lowered you onto the seat, hovering over you as he groped your ass.

Your arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, fingers pulling at his hair. You were in such a euphoric state you didn't realize that Chans hands had left your ass and were now removing the straps of your dress.

He moved to sit up so that he could see your half naked body, dress pooled at your hips and everything else exposed for his eyes to take in and admire. "Fuck you look so gorgeous.." Chan cursed before diving into your neck, leaving dark bruises all over your throat and collar bones.

"Chan.... take it off," you mumbled, pulling on his jacket as he attacked your neck. "I don't want to be the only nude one here,"

Chan quickly sat up and began removing his jacket, throwing it to some random corner in his car. He had been distracted trying to remove his shirt, and you took the opportunity to switch things around.

Before Chan could process what was happening, you had flipped him over onto the seat and straddled his legs, looking down at him with a mischievous smirk as you ran your nails down his solid abs, causing a shiver to run up his spine.

"What're you-" he tried to protest but you shushed him by placing your finger to his lips.

"I may have seemed like I'd submit to you before , but that's not the case here baby boy. I can dom quite well too," you winked at him, licking your lips at you took in his smooth pale skin and hard muscle. "Let me show you how much I love you too,"

You're head sunk down to press a soft kiss to his forehead. "Just relax and let me do the work," you whispered into his ear.

Chan decided to obey your wish for now, wanting to see where this would go. He was becoming harder every passing second as he felt your hand trace his abs and your mouth do wonders to his neck and chest, leaving hickeys all over.

You ground your clothed heat against his covered crotch and it was driving Chan crazy. "Quit teasing me and take it off already," he rasped.

You smirked and moved away from him. "Yes sir," you whispered, softly grinding your hips to his as you took your time unbuckling his belt. Chan had about enough of your teasing and quickly sat up, pushing you down onto the seat once again.

He glared at you as he quickly pulled down his pants, bringing his boxers down with it and brought a little relief to his rock hard cock.

You gawked at how large it was and Chan sat down on the seat, legs spread. "Put that pretty mouth to use babygirl," he demanded.

You knew exactly what he wanted and moved to first remove your dress off your hips, leaving you in just your panties. Grabbing his red and hard cock, you pumped it a few times before pressing a soft kiss to the angry red tip, eliciting a moan from Chan's mouth.

You licked a stripe from the base of his shaft back to his tip before taking it into your mouth. Chans fingers threaded into your hair and held the strands tight, pushing you all the way down his dick so your nose was touching his pelvis. Chan let out a loud groan, tip hitting the back of your throat as he pulled it out then back down your throat.

You felt tears prick your eyes has Chan showed no mercy to your throat. Your scalp was sore from the vice grip he had on your hair but you liked it, feeling your core become wetter than it was before.

You felt Chan twitch in your mouth but he pulled you off before he could come, hissing to himself as he held his orgasm in. When he felt as if he could continue without cumming with one touch he quickly motioned you to lay down once again

"You can show me how much you love me some other time babygirl, but right now I'm in charge," Chan said, hovering over your body once again.

His lips attached to your breast, rolling his tongue over the hard bud as his fingers hooked around your panties. He removed his lips from you at ask you for permission which you nodded to.

Instantly his mouth returned to working its magic on your nipples as he pulled your panties down your legs. He dropped them onto the floor, fingers slowly caressing up from your calves to your thighs, ghosting where you needed him the most.

He switched to your other nipple, once again ghosting over your core and you let out a small whimper. "Chan.. please I need you," you whined.

"I don't know... I'm having fun teasing you like this," Chan mused, moving his head away from your chest. He finally looked down at your core and smirked widely.

"Look at how wet you are babygirl, and I still have yet to touch you there," Chan's pride had gone through the roof, pleased that he could make you feel this way.

Finally showing you some mercy, he rubbed his fingers against your core, cause you to moan and buck your hips against his fingers, trying to get more friction.

Chan held your hips down with one hand while the other collected your wetness on his fingers, dipping in into your entrance. You let out a gasp as you felt his finger push inside you, not used the feeling.

"Goddamn Y/N, I only put in one finger but your still so tight," chan groaned, pumping his finger in and out of you before slipping in another one.

You moaned, bucking your hips against his fingers. You were so lost in trying to reach your high you didn't realize Chan stopped moving his fingers.

"Shit- that was so hot." Chan cursed. That's when you realized he wasn't moving. Your eyes snapped open and looked into his dark ones already staring hard at you.

"Do you like fucking yourself on my fingers? Does it make you feel good?" He asked, pulling his fingers out of you.

You whined, feeling your orgasm slipping away each second he wasn't touching you.

"When I ask a question I expect an answer babygirl," Chan demanded.

"Yes! Yes I do," you replied quickly, hoping he'd start doing something again.

"Do you want my fingers to make you come?" He smirked, his wet fingers lightly rubbing your folds.

"N-no! Please Chan I need you," you cried out when he pressed his fingers on your sensitive bud.

"What do you need babygirl? Tell me," he continued teasing you, fingers circling your entrance.

"I want you to fuck me please," you whimpered, hips twitching from his agonizingly slow movements.

"You'll need to do better than that," he retorted, stopping his actions.

"I-I want you to fuck my pussy with your cock Chan- hnmf!" You tried to say but were cut off by Chans fingers being pushed into your mouth. You instinctively swirled your tongue around his fingers, sucking your essence off his fingers.

"Such a good girl..." he muttered, taking his finger out of your mouth. He lined himself at your entrance before cursing under his breath.

"Can I go in raw? I don't have a condom on me.." Chsn asked, looking at you for permission.

"I'm on birth control, it's okay," you confirmed. Your heart swelled at how he still asked you for consent rather than just going in for it.

Chan didn't waste another second, slowly pushing his head into your throbbing pussy.

"Fuck..." you both moaned. Chan slowly eased his way into you, giving you time to adjust to his thick length stretching you out deliciously.

Your jaw fell slack when he bottomed out, feeling so full with him completely inside you. He gave you a second to adjust before drawing out of you almost completely and then pushing in again, setting a slow pace with deep thrusts.

You couldn't do anything but moan, fingers clutching Chans biceps as he lowered his head back to your chest.

"Chan.. harder.. go.. harder," you panted, letting out a loud moan when he did just that.

Both of you were lost in a euphoric state, trying to chase your own highs. You felt a knot like feeling in your stomach, one that was growing tighter and tighter with each hard and deep thrust Chan gave you.

"I-I'm so close," you cried when Chan hit a particular spot that really had you screaming.

"Cum baby," Chan whispered in your ear. And that's all it took for that tight knot to come undone.

You moaned Chans name as you came all over his cock, walls clenching around him so tight that it had him shooting his hot seed deep into your womb.

Chan help both of you rode out your highs, but didn't pull out just yet. You could feel him becoming soft inside of you.

"That was amazing..." you panted lightly, a smile gracing your face. Chan stared down at you, nodding his head in agreement.

He slowly pulled out of you, cum dripping from your pussy to your ass. Chan quickly grabbed a box of tissues from the back and cleaned the both of you up.

You sat up and pulled your dress back on, not liking how quiet Chan was being.

"Chan? Are you okay?" You asked. Chan's head snapped up, turning to you.

"What- oh uh.. yeah I'm okay," he said, but you were unconvinced.

"Come on, tell me what's wrong?" You pressed. Chan just sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"I-I feel like I this was a mistake. I spent so long trying to get over you. I thought I was while I was overseas but then I was pulled to that stupid club and saw you. And all that time I spent getting over you went down the drain just like that. And to makes things worse, I just fucked you!" Chan admitted, frustrated he ruffled his hair aggressively.

You felt your heart shatter. He thought this was a mistake...? You swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears from forming.

"Y-you think what we did just now was a mistake?" You asked, voice cracking slightly.

Chan realized what he said and instantly started denying it. "No no no, I don't! It's just that, we spent so long getting over each other, you yourself said you're not over me. And i just made it worse for you,"

"I don't regret it Chan." You stated, looking at him with glassy eyes. "Everything that just happened, I don't regret any of it."

Chan looked at you sadly, pulling you into a hug. You buried your face into his shirt, feeling a few tears come out of your eyes and soak his shirt.

"Chan, if you could, would you date me again?" You mumbled, feeling kind of drowsy.

"Definitely. I wouldn't hesitate to ask you again," Chan answered. You thought for a second before replying.

"Then why aren't you saying anything now?" You ask. Chans brows knit together in confusion. He sits you up straight and looks into your eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what's holding us back from dating now?" You asked, looking right back into his eyes.

"Y/n... I'm gonna be travelling a lot. I'm only here for the week then I'm going to be going on tour for the next 2 or 3 months. We'd never work out. The same thing that happened before will happen again and I can't go through another heartbreak." Chan said dejectedly.

"I-I'll wait for you Chan, I swear. No matter how long it takes. I was selfish before and only thought of myself. I'm more open minded now, I don't mind waiting. Just please don't leave me again." You pleaded, hands clutching his shirt.

Chan felt his own tears forming, a small smile forming on his face. He cupped your cheeks, wiping the tears from your face.

"Are you sure? You'd have to be very patient with me then. I won't be able to text often, I'll be out of town at least 3 times a week, I won't always answer your calls. I'll be tired and unable to take you out on proper dates most of the time, they'd be pretty rare. Do you think you'll be able to handle all that." He asked, resting his forehead against yours.

"I'll be as patient as I possibly can. No matter how tired you are, or how far away you are or how busy you are. No matter what mood you're in. I'll support you however I can and be as understanding as possible. I promise." You answered, a smile forming on your face as well.

"Well then L/n Y/n, will you be my girlfriend... again?" Chan asked, giggling a little. Your smile turned into a grin and you kissed Chan softly.

"Does that answer your question?" You asked after pulling away. Chan pecked your forehead and nodded.

****

Chan was driving you home, not realizing how late it had gotten. He held your hand in his while keeping the other on the wheel, refusing to let go when you told him to keep both hands on the wheel.

You and Chan caught up along the way, with Chan talking about his music and future albums and you talking about your life as a content creator and your job. Chan, much to your dismay confessed to watching your videos when he was bored or too lazy to continue working, claiming that your videos were very entertaining and creative.

"The way you were trying to get dress coded at work had me laughing like crazy!" Chan exclaimed, stilling laughing while imitating how happy you were when you finally did get dress coded.

"Everyone's worn that shirt at least once! I was determined to wear it as well. Besides you gotta break the rules every now and then," you winked, giggling right after.

The both of you were silent for a little while, simply enjoying each others presence before you accidentally snorted out loud. Chan glanced you with an eyebrow raised. "What was that?"

"Sorry," you giggled, a faint blush on your face out of embarrassment. "I was just thinking about everything that happened. We did everything in the wrong order. You were supposed to asked me out first, take me in a date and then we'd get to the fucking stage. But we went straight to fucking then you asked me out."

"We're unique. We don't follow the rules." Chan laughed. "By the way, I'll take you on a date tomorrow."

You snorted again, loving how messed up your sequence was. "Okay, I can't wait."

And from then on you and Chan found yourselves living your best lives with each other. Nothing like the first relationship you had. Rather than showing a lack of affection and communication like before, you were much more the opposite. And that's exactly how you'd perfer it to be.

Fin.

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Should I make an alternate ending or a part 2👀? I kinda wanna make y'all cry jdsjka.

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