#LIKE IDK SEEMS LIKE THE NORMAL COURSE OF ACTION TO ME?????

[lesbiansanemi]

I hate working with men

#have a male coworker who has been doing his job HORRENDOUSLY wrong #to the point that everyone else is having to take HOURS of their shifts to fix what he’s fucked up #and APPRENTLY several of my coworkers have tried to talk to him about it and correct him #and he’s been getting so goddamn offended and butthurt over it and acting like he’s not doing anything wrong #(and this is important the ppl who have tried talking to him are all older women. one in her 40s one in her 50s and one in her 60s) #ONE OF WHOM IS OUR DEPARTMENT MANAGER #and I was bitching about him today #and one of them was like ‘well maybe you should try correcting him’ #and I was like why 1. not my job I’m not a manager but 2. he’s not listened to anyone else why would he listen to me #and she was like ‘well it will feel less threatening from you less like he’s getting scolded by a mom so he might take it better’ #and like. HM! WELL! #I know this is a crazy wild absolutely batshit suggestion #but when a man gets told what to do/corrected by women (who have all been doing this job SIGNIFICANTLY longer) #and his reaction to is to act like a little fucking disrespectful piss baby #WE JUST WRITE HIM UP LIKE WE WOULD ANYONE ELSE INSTEAD OF TRY TO APPEAL TO HIS FWAGIL TEENY TINY EGO #LIKE IDK SEEMS LIKE THE NORMAL COURSE OF ACTION TO ME????? #not make the androgynous goth bitch in their 20s try to correct him cuz I’m SOMEHOW less threatening #I’m read as a woman he’s gonna have the same damn reaction #I just. ugh. UGH #I fucking hate men #kaz rambles

[rynwritesreid]

this is my first time doing a request and your work is probably the best i’ve read since i downloaded tumblr

could you maybe do an angst where spencer and reader are fighting over something she did in the field and he yells at her and raises his hand to run it through his hair but she got scared and flinched, maybe if you want to, have her run out and be gone for the rest of the day

i completely understand if this is way to intense or weird but anywyas tysm, happy women’s day🤍!!

A/N: I am so beyond excited to be your first request. Also I am glad you’re enjoying my writing:) don’t worry it’s not too intense or weird for me, I enjoy (idk if that’s weird or not) writing things like this. I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you make more requests in the future my love💕

Summary: after making a mistake, or really a lapse in judgment, you and Spencer get into an argument. During the argument, Spencer’s moves some hair out his face, but this action causes you to flinch.

Content: mentions of DV, please do not read if that could trigger you in anyway. Fem!reader. Angst. Arguments. Fluff. Spencer seems like a bit of an dick, but he is very caring towards the end.

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You and Spencer didn’t normally fight, you had disagreements sure, but you both would resolve them pretty quickly. But this time, it was different. You had been, as Spencer had so gracefully put it, reckless.

*

Hotch had asked you to go check out this person’s apartment, there was no reason for anyone to believe that he was actually dangerous, but Hotch just needed to make sure. You had knocked on the door, told him you were FBI, and there was no reply. You tried the doorknob and found it unlocked.

Pushing the door open cautiously, you stepped inside the dimly lit apartment. The air was thick with the smell of musty furniture and old books. As you scanned the living room, something caught your eye - a glint of metal on the coffee table. You approached slowly, heart racing, and discovered a small handgun lying next to a half-empty glass of whiskey.

You were sure no one was around, maybe he had just left it there. But before you could properly react to the situation, a noise from the hallway made you freeze in place. The sound of footsteps was approaching, growing louder with every passing second. Panic surged through you as you realized there was no way out of the apartment without being seen. You quickly scanned the room for a place to hide, your heart pounding in your chest.

But you couldn’t find anywhere, and you didn’t have time to call for backup, or to warn the rest of your team, so you did what you believed anyone would have done in this situation and reach for your gun.

You gripped the handle of your gun tightly, your palm slick with sweat. The footsteps were just outside the room now, getting closer and closer. You held your breath, bracing yourself for whatever was about to come through that doorway.

As the man entered the room, you found yourself shouting out that you were armed and part of the FBI, and if he was carrying any weapons, he should place them on the ground. He didn’t respond, instead he seemed to laugh.

“They are putting little girls in the FBI now, huh?” The man's voice dripped with sarcasm as he looked you up and down, a sneer forming on his face. You tightened your grip on the gun, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on you.

He took a step closer, his eyes locking onto yours with a chilling intensity. "What's a young thing like you doing here all alone?" he taunted, his voice laced with malice.

You stood your ground, trying to keep your composure despite the fear coursing through your veins. "I'm here on official business," you replied, your voice steady despite the tremor in your hands.

His laughter echoed through the room, sending shivers down your spine. "Official business, huh?" he mocked. "Well, sweetheart, you don’t look very official.”

You narrowed your eyes, refusing to let his words intimidate you. You stood tall, meeting his gaze head-on. "I suggest you cooperate and do as I say," you said firmly, your voice unwavering.

The man's smile faded, replaced by a cold stare. "Oh, I'll cooperate alright," he sneered as he suddenly lunged towards you. Instinct kicked in as you raised your gun, a warning shot fired into the ceiling.

The loud bang echoed through the apartment, a split second before the man froze in his tracks. He stared at you wide-eyed, realizing you meant business. Without missing a beat, you took advantage of his momentary shock and swiftly moved to restrain him.

With practiced ease, you cuffed, read him his rights and waited for the rest of your team to arrive.

*

You knew as soon as you saw Spencer’s face that he was angry with you, and you also knew that you were about to get into argument with him.

As the team arrived and the situation was under control, Spencer's eyes bore into yours with a mixture of concern and frustration. You could see the storm brewing behind his usually calm exterior. He didn't say a word as he observed the scene, taking in the sight of you standing there, gun still in hand, your expression a mask of determination.

Finally, when the suspect was escorted out of the apartment by law enforcement, Spencer turned to you, his voice low but filled with intensity. "What were you thinking?" he demanded, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

You took a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts amidst the chaos of the moment. "I had to act fast," you began, but Spencer cut you off with a shake of his head.

"That doesn't excuse recklessness," he stated firmly. "You could have put yourself in danger. What if he had been armed?"

“What is he had been? Well, he wasn’t, and I am alive, I am not injured, so why are you bring what if’s up.”

Spencer's jaw clenched; his frustration palpable as he struggled to find the words to convey the gravity of the situation. "Because you put yourself at risk unnecessarily," he replied, his voice tinged with worry. "We're a team, and we rely on each other to make smart decisions in the field. What you did today was impulsive and dangerous."

“Really? We are a team, and yet no one else is shouting at me. And if anyone should be, it should be Hotch.” you shot back, your tone matching his intensity. "I did what I had to do to ensure the safety of everyone involved. If you can't understand that, then maybe you're the one being reckless by not seeing the bigger picture."

Spencer's gaze hardened at your words; his frustration evident as he struggled to contain his emotions. "This isn't about me not seeing the bigger picture," he retorted, his voice edged with disappointment. "It's about you jeopardizing not only your own safety but the safety of the team as well. We rely on each other to make split-second decisions that won't put us in unnecessary danger."

Your jaw clenched at his words, feeling a surge of defensiveness rise within you. "I did what I had to do in the moment," you insisted, your eyes locking with his in a battle of wills. "I stand by my actions, Spencer. Sometimes we have to trust our instincts in the field, even if it means taking risks."

Before Spencer could speak again, he raised his hand to move some hair out his face, however, you flinched and moved back. “I’m, uh, sorry Dr Reid. I won’t do that again.” 

Spencer’s expression softened at your reaction, but he also seemed confused. See Spencer Knew about your previous relationship and about almost everything you had endured, but he didn’t know everything. But your sheepish expression, and the tears welling up in your eyes were a good indication that he had done something to spark old memories up.

Spencer's features softened further as he registered the look in your eyes, his concern deepening. He took a step closer, his voice gentle as he spoke. "I'm sorry if I crossed a boundary, I didn’t mean to startle you," he said softly, his gaze filled with understanding. "You don't have to explain anything if you're not comfortable."

But before you could answer, your fight or flight response took over, and you just ran away. You knew it wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but you couldn’t do anything else. Spencer just stood there, unsure of what to do, unsure of why you acted that way. You knew he wasn’t actually going to hit you, and he didn’t realise that him raising his hand like that would cause that type of reaction, but it had happened now. 

As you ran through the corridors of the apartment building, your heart pounded in your chest, the echoes of your footsteps mingling with the rush of blood in your ears. Tears blurred your vision as you pushed past doors and down stairwells in a desperate attempt to escape the overwhelming flood of memories that threatened to consume you.

Spencer's voice called out behind you, filled with concern and confusion. "Wait, please," he pleaded, his footsteps quickening as he tried to catch up to you. But you couldn't stop, couldn't face him in that moment.

You kept running, your breaths coming in sharp gasps as you pushed yourself to go faster, to put more distance between you and Spencer. This seemed to make him give up on chasing you. He knew you needed some space, but he hated the idea of you been by yourself when you were feeling like that. 

When Spencer had returned to the rest of the team, JJ asked where you had gone, and he just responded he didn’t know.

*

Spencer and the rest of the team had returned to the precinct because they did have a job to do after all, they kept texting you to make sure you were okay. Spencer, however, hadn’t stopped calling you, leaving voicemails saying he was sorry. 

You kept your phone on silent, not wanting to be disturbed by the continuous notifications and calls. Each voicemail from Spencer tugged at your heart, his concern evident in every word he spoke. As you sat alone in the quiet of your apartment, the weight of the memories that had resurfaced bore down on you with relentless force.

*

Spencer had stopped calling you, you were unsure as to why, but you just thought he was giving you some more space. But as night fell and the world outside your window turned dark, a sense of loneliness crept in, wrapping around you like a suffocating blanket. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional buzz of your phone as messages from Spencer and the team continued to pile up, unanswered.

But that had just become white noise at some point you heard a knock at your door, and you froze. The knock came again, more insistent this time, and a familiar voice called out softly, "It's me, Spencer. Can we talk?"

Your heart leaped into your throat at the sound of his voice, conflicting emotions swirling inside you. Part of you wanted to open the door and let him in, to seek the comfort and understanding he offered. But another part hesitated, wary of the vulnerability that came with facing the demons of your past.

After a moment of indecision, you made your way to the door and slowly turned the handle, revealing Spencer standing on the other side. His eyes searched yours with a mixture of concern and compassion, his expression open and vulnerable.

"Hey," he began softly, his voice gentle. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier. I didn't mean to trigger any bad memories."

"It's okay, Spencer," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "You didn't know. I overreacted, and I'm sorry for running off like that."

Spencer's eyes softened with understanding. "You have nothing to apologize for. Your reaction was completely valid given your past experiences. I should have been more mindful."

A heavy silence settled between you, the weight of unspoken emotions hanging in the air. Finally, Spencer broke the quietude, his voice tender. "Do you want to talk about it? You don't have to face it alone."

As you looked into Spencer's eyes, seeing genuine care and concern reflected back at you, a wave of gratitude washed over you. Despite the pain and fear that still lingered within you, there was also a glimmer of hope kindled by his presence.

"I... I think I'm ready to talk about it," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. The words felt heavy but freeing as they left your lips, carried by a sense of trust in Spencer's sincerity.

Spencer nodded, his expression encouraging as he stepped further into your apartment. "Take your time. I'm here to listen whenever you're ready," he reassured you, his gaze unwavering in its support.

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oscarpiastri

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yourusername

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oscarpiastri

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yourusername

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oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri

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yourusername

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oscarpiastri

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madeline 🤺

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y/n ⛄️

DULCE

HOTLINE

GUY

xienma 🛐

WHAT HAPPENED

WHAT DID HE DO

y/n ⛄️

he said i was CUTE???????

then i told him i had to BOUNCE?!?!?!??

madeline 🤺

LMFAOOOOO

loser ahh

jkjk

y/n ⛄️

he’s so cute guys

i wanna bite him (affectionately)

xienma 🛐

his fans tho 😭😭

THEY GON GET UUU

y/n ⛄️

me fighting the bad fans

madeline 🤺

i’m just imagining u on those

wag gossip accounts 😭😭

‘oscar piastri spotted with a NORMAL girl named y/n l/n

and we already found her insta 🤫’

y/n ⛄️

NO STOP

that’s so SCARY…

xienma 🛐

our baby is gonna be all grown up

becoming a wag for a sport she doesn’t

know about 😔

y/n ⛄️

i don’t even know him like that 🌝

like YEAH, i stalked his insta and

found his old karting pics..

and stalked his twitter

and the mclaren youtube channel

BUT I DONT KNOW HIM

madeline 🤺

it’s giving delusional, obsessed,

crazy, insane ass bitch

xienma 🛐

ily mad but ik you aren’t talking…

u FOUND UR SITUATIONSHIPS HOUSE

ON ZILLOW???

y/n ⛄️

literally….. bro

biggest hater n for WHAT

I aint setting you up with none of his friends 🤓

madeline 🤺

OH NAWUH

PLEASE 😭

y/n ⛄️

don’t talk to me 🙄🙄

i’m going to my bed

and i’m goin to cry

for embarrassing myself

xienma 🛐

go talk to him later

give it like an hour tho

don’t wanna seem obsessed x

y/n ⛄️

ur right ok

bye

im gonna think abt my actions 😞

madeline 🤺

bye queen 👩‍🍳

oscah 🦅

LANDO

LANDO

LANDO

LANDO

HELP

landoh 🥸

bro what do u want

i swear

DONT EVEEEN MENTION HER…..

oscah 🦅

oh uhmm

hahaha 😅 totally wasn’t gonna mention her

landoh 🥸

atp just tell me 🤦

oscah 🦅

THANK YOU

okay so

i called her cute

and i think she freaked out

landoh 🥸

bro u were supposed to act mysterious

🙄🙄 u were supposed to play hard to get!!!

oscah 🦅

lando what

OK BUT DO U THINK I SHOULDNT HAVE CALLED HER CUTE THEN????

landoh 🥸

ok no

how did u say it first of all

oscah 🦅

okay so she sent me like a mirror selfie

landoh 🥸

mirror selfie u say 😏😏

oscah 🦅

🤨🤨

OK but her cat was in it

and i was like “very cute, did you know that?”

landoh 🥸

OK RIZZLERR 😍😍

oscah 🦅

but.

landoh 🥸

but? 🤔

oscah 🦅

SHE THOUGHT I WAS TALKING ABOUT

HER CAT.

landoh 🥸

thats embarrassing

oscah 🦅

yeah but then i told her i was

talking about her and not her cat

then she said I was cute as well 😊

but she left in a rush

landoh 🥸

u are cute babe 😉😉

okay no but

idk she wants u 😂‼️

oscah 🦅

i am stalking her instagram rn

landoh 🥸

again???

i litch saw u stalking it when we were in a meeting with zak 😭

oscah

You’re lying on my name

landoh

no need to be embarrassed 🥸🥸

my boy is all grown up!!!

oscah 🦅

😒😒

landoh 🥸

dont give me attitude

I am literally the reason why you

even know her!! U WOULD NOT HAVE GOTTEN ON DULCE HOTLINE IF IT WASNT FOR ME

oscah 🦅

okay thanks i guess

🤦🤦

landoh 🥸

pull up hoe

oscah 🦅

I DIDNT DO ANYTHING???

landoh 🥸

DONT talk to me

🖕🏼🖕🏼🖕🏼

oscah 🦅

my honest reaction

okay bye mate

landoh 🥸

bye oscah

don’t embarrass yourself again

oscah 🦅

i wont

hopefully 🤔

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landonorris **** is drooling over these photos

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oscarpiastri

you looked pretty in your post

yourusername

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thank you

oscarpiastri

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sorry that lando was in your likes

yourusername

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oscarpiastri

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like could be us if you gave me your number…

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my number is ***-***-***

oscarpiastri

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y/n ⛄️

CODE RED!!

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

HE ASKED FOR MY NUMBER.

xienma 🛐

you gave it to him

RIGHT????

y/n ⛄️

duh 🙄

madeline 🤺

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the number … big steps

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ik im FREAKING out

xienma 🛐

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stealing my gf 😭😪

y/n ⛄️

dw bae, i’m 4ever urs

madeline 🤺

why was his homeboy in ur likes tho

y/n ⛄️

idk tbh 😭

i think it was an accident

xienma 🛐

stop cause he’s kinda….

madeline 🤺

OKK GIRL……

🌝

xienma 🛐

stfu thats why your ex looked like the blonde

bitch from polar express 💀💀

y/n ⛄️

naw thats foul

now ME PERSONALLY….. 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

ok bye HE MESSAGED ME 😊

oscar 😊

heeyoo

sorry i didn’t message you right away 😅

y/n

no that’s fine 😭

soo what are you up to

oscar 😊

nothing much

I’m pretty bored tbh

y/n

me too 😪

oscar 😊

i suck at 8 ball

y/n

i doubt it

now play back 😠😠

oscar 😊

yes ma’am

wait why am i kinda good

y/n

i’m the goat at 8 ball

oscar 😊

if i win u owe me a kiss

y/n

ig you aren’t getting a kiss??

oscar 😊

🙄🙄

🤷🤷??

y/n

FUCK 😭😭😭

too bad u aren’t in france

oscar 😊

omw to france as we speak 🙄

y/n

🐌🐌 escaping rn

WOAH WAIT

i just got 13K followers out of nowhere???

oscar 😊

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y/n

oh my god

😨😨

oscar 😊

what?

y/n

i got posted on those f1 gossip pages

CAUSE OF UR LITTLE FRIEND 😭😭

oscar 😊

i’m so sorry

uhm I didn’t mean for that to happen

oh my god 😭 I’m really sorry

y/n

oh no, it’s not your fault!!

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f1_gossip NEW WAG? Y/n L/n is a 22-year-old university student. She currently lives in france, according to her posts. Lando commented and liked her post earlier today.

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[barcalover86]

Hey idk if you want to, feel free to ignore this request- but can you maybe do a part 2 to the showering after surgery? I rlly loved the fic🫶🏻🫶🏻

Showering after surgery p.2

First part

You tried to forget about your conversation with Gavi from yesterday night.

It's true that you were nervous to see Gavi naked for the first time, but he was Pablo Gavi. Everyone knows that he is beautiful.

He's been an athlete for so long, of course that his body was breath-taking.

But when he suggested that you two shower together, you weren't even nervous anymore. You were just scared.

A lot of what ifs were coming into your mind.

The truth is that you won't be the first girl he saw naked, and the other girls all had model type of body. What if he considers you ugly?

What if he finds you that ugly that he breaks up with you?

You imagined a lot of similar scenes until Gavi finally woke up.

You couldn't sleep all night, and he could see that something had bothered you.

"You okay?"

He seemed truly concerned about your health.

That's it. An idea came into your mind.

"Just a bit sick. I kinda have a headache." you lied.

"I'm sure a bath will help you. Let me get it ready for you-"

Oh shit.

"No, no, it's okay-"

"We had to shower together this morning anyway."

He got up from the bed and walked himself to the bathroom to prepare you the bath.

You've got all anxious by now and tried to find any reason for you not to shower.

"You just showered yesterday night and it wasn't easy for your knee. You'll be in pain, Gavi"

"Anything for my girl."

"Gavi, be for real now."

"What?"

He then suddenly realised. Or he thought that was the reason.

His face immediately got sad, and he stopped.

Now you didn't understand what was going on anymore.

He walked himself back to his room and opened the TV.

"So we won't shower anymore?" you asked surprised and also really confused by his actions.

"Well, you don't seem to want me. That's for sure."

"What!? No, Gavi-"

"No, please. I don't want to argue with you, ok?" he said in a sweet tone.

"Me neither, but it's not what you think."

For some seconds neither of you said anything.

"Ok, get up. We're going to have a bath together." you said while trying to help Pablo getting out of the bed.

"I'm too tired now."

"Gavi!" you shouted. "Please.."

When you were both in the bathroom, you were the first one to get your chlotes off.

You wanted to fasten things up so that he won't get to see you naked that long. You were really embarrassed and shy.

He stopped his movements and then looked at you.

"Y/n, y/n." he then holds you. "Tell me what's bothering you."

He looks into your eyes with so much love and adoration that eventually made you blush.

He smiled seeing your red cheeks and then kissed your lips shortly.

"You know I love you, so tell me."

You try to find the courage to look into his eyes, but you fail, so he helped you while moving your chin up.

"It's just.. you are Pablo Gavi and-"

"Well that's good to know." he starts laughing.

"Please, don't laugh. " he immediately stopped, knowing that this was something serious .

"You are Pablo Gavi and I'm just a normal girl-"

"Which I love with all my heart.." he continued.

"That's so sweet of you, but please don't stop me, otherwise I won't tell you."

He nodded, clearly understanding.

"You are Pablo Gavi, and I'm just a normal girl, and you've been with so many other beautiful women and I'm really really shy and scared that you won't like my body that much and that you will judge me."

He wanted so bad to interrupt you, but he knew that you had to take it all out of your heart.

So you continued.

"And I don't wanna sound dramatic or something, but even yesterday when I saw you all in front of me, I just couldn't realise that you chose me out of all those gorgeous girls. Because you are so, so beautiful. "

He started to tear up and hugged you tight.

"Bebé.."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" you asked him.

He then took off all your chlotes and smiled.

"You are more than beautiful."

From your face, he knew that you didn't believe him so when he undressed himself too, you got into the hot water together.

He was holding you in front of him.

"I've been with many girls, that's true. But no one felt like you. You aren't just beautiful, you are sweet and kind and a really nice company. I chose you because I love you. Your body fits perfectly with mine." he kissed your left cheek. "You are the one that is now with me at my worst. Not them. You are the one who takes care of me. Not them."

You kissed his lips lovely, before helping him shower again, because the boy was in a lot of pain because of his knee.

After you were done with him, he helped you wash your hair, massaging it.

Everything felt so good.

"Do you still have that headache?"

He laughed, knowing that you lied.

You showed him your tongue and smiled at him.

"I love you" you said, hugging him tight from behind. "And I'll make your recovery easier. I promise."

"I know you will."

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[nihilisticlinguistics]

omg seeing you reblog that post just makes me want to talk about keladry of mindelan for a few hours. her sense of justice? her unflinching resolve? her deep and abiding kindness? i would die for her. not that she would let me.

I just re-read Protector of the Small so she's so fresh in my memory right now, too. Kel was everything I wanted to be when I was young, but I think I came out more of a Neal :P sarcasm and pedantry for the win

(actually my fiance and i were at dinner with a friend and both my friend and i posited that my fiance seems like someone who based his whole personality off Kel for real. and he admitted he read the books but didn't feel all that strongly about her so i guess he's just??? like that??)

no but you're so right about her unflinching resolve. like, idk if you've seen that thing about pragmatic characters, how they just see the bright, clean line from A to B? in a weird way, that's Kel. people normally think of that as ruthless pragmatism, but that's a values difference -- Kel is completely pragmatic, she always looks at things head-on and clear-eyed (when she can, I mean, she was a kid also so she did have her moments where she didn't understand something).

if chivalry is her values system, pragmatism is how she gets there. there's no faffing about trying to determine the next course of action, no worrying if she's making the right call. she just...knows what she's going to do, and commits herself wholly to that, and it's the kind of thing where if Kel sucked as a person that would be a villainous quality. but she's got her deep-held beliefs and fortunately they've made her just a decent fucking person who is also the most driven motherfucker alive.

Paladin of my heart Keladry of Mindelan.

#protector of the small #tamora pierce

[gatorbites-imagines]

So taking your same reader from the homelander daddy kink fic? Would you be open to do one where we for whatever reason punish him by spanking him and then he gets really aroused by it and cums on our lap. So then we have him lick it up and then breed him?

Homelander/John Gillman x male reader

This is the same reader as the one in my kinktober prompt, hope yall enjoy. idk if this is my best work ever, i somehow couldnt seem to get in the mood to write but wanted to finish this.

Hope yall still enjoy though.

John was a brat, that was no secret. Anyone who met him could tell you that John was used to getting his way and was easy to annoy when things didn’t go how he wanted them too. He wanted to be praised and worshipped, so when he started seeing (Y/N) he wanted the same thing from the bigger man as well.

This was the start of their relationship, and it took a long time for John to accept he liked their dynamic a little more different than he was used too. Now, just because John accepted, he wanted (Y/N) to be his daddy and take care of him, didn’t mean any of Johns bratty behaviours went away, they actually became worse in some situations.

Homelander would only show some of them when it was just the two of them, the ones that would look bad on his reputation. Normally (Y/N) would pet him and coo at John when he was feeling slighted by something in his everyday life, especially when it came to things involving being part of the seven or the attention it gave. At times Homelander was jealous of how (Y/N) had no such job, that the man was oh so powerful that even vought bent over backwards for him. It also made him very proud of course, seeing as (Y/N) wanted him and not anybody else.

(Y/N) tended to pity John when it came to outside things making him annoyed and snappy, but he would tolerate disrespect to himself from his partner when they were playing with their different dynamic. So when John broke the rules and talked back to (Y/N), punishment of course followed.

That’s what found them in the situation they were in now, John laid over the other man’s broad thighs, his hips grinding against the thick muscle as the larger mans strong hands came down on the blondes behind and thighs. John had his hands clenched in tight fists, his eyes wet with tears as flashes of pain travelled through him, the feeling mixing with pleasure as his hard cock rubbed against the fabric of his daddy’s pants.

The spanking continued as (Y/N) scolded John, voice filled with disappointment as he pointed out just what Homelander had done wrong and how it hurt (Y/N) that his boy didn’t do as he was told. Up until then John had been able to stay mostly quiet, but the knowledge that his daddy was disappointed in him made the sobs he had been supressing spill fourth.

The throbbing pain of the spanking and the humiliation of crying, an action Homelander saw as beneath him on a normal day, only made his arousal bubble even further. An extra hard strike from (Y/N)s hand caused Johns hips to grind against his thigh just right, the action pushing the blonde over the edge and making him spill against (Y/N)s leg.

John whimpered as he felt more tears of embarrassment and arousal pour down his face at what had just happened, his body completely limp when (Y/N) moved him around and pushed his face down into the streaks of white the blonde had painted all over the fabric of his daddy’s trousers.  

The blonde knew what to do, him cumming from being spanked wasn’t a new concept, so even as his vision stayed blurry with tears, he stuck out his tongue and ran it across the fabric, tiny noises leaving him as his mouth filled with the taste of himself.

(Y/N) ran his hand through John’s hair as he kept licking up the mess he had made, his other running down the dip of the blonde’s spine, coming to a stop after the tailbone to rub his fingers between the mans cheeks. The action made John whine, twisting his head so he could glance up at his daddy as he kept licking up his mess, leaving a large wet patch of spit on his wake.

John was still slightly loose from earlier that day, so after getting some lube on his fingers (Y/N) was quick to stretch him open again. At some point the blonde had finished licking up his mess and was just panting against (Y/N)s leg, mouth open and hands gripping onto the larger man as he tried to move his hips backwards in search of more pleasure.

Homelander was so out of it he didn’t even realise (Y/N) had opened up his pants, just enough so he could pull out his length, until the larger man withdrew his fingers from John’s hole and pulled him back up and into his lap again. This time Homelander was sat with his chest to (Y/N)s, the other man holding onto his hips as he held him up, the tip of his length pressing against his stretched hole.

A long whine left the blondes lips as he looked at (Y/N) with wet eyes, Johns lips wet and red from being bitten and sucked at, choked off begs leaving his lips as he tried to press his hips down so get the other man inside of him. Leaning in (Y/N) pressed a kiss to Homelanders forehead before finally pushing him down, slowly pushing inside the other man’s hole, giving him enough time to adjust to the intrusion. When he was fully inside (Y/N) gave John time to adjust, the blonde having wrapped his arms around (Y/N)s shoulders and buried his face into the mans shoulder as he panted and left wet patches against his shirt from his tears.

When he had adjusted to the stretch John started wriggling his hips, squeezing around the length as trying to move his hips in the strong grip that was holding them still. Finally, (Y/N) started moving, lifting and lowering John as if he weighed nothing, the action causing Homelander to moan and grip on tighter to the other man as he moved his hips along with the movement.

At some point (Y/N) let go of Johns hips, watching as the blonde bounced almost desperately in his lap as he chased his orgasm. The noises John made were almost sinful, loud moans and choked whines forcing their way out of his chest as his movements grew quicker and needier. Whimpers of “daddy” and “please” seemed to be the only coherent words he could muster, tears running down his face as he sought his release.

Feeling pity for the blonde, (Y/N) reached up and wrapped a hand around John’s length, moving his hand along with the movement of his hips and stroking the man’s length. The heat built in both of the men, but John was the first to finish, an almost painful keen leaving him as he spilled white streaks across the front of (Y/N)s shirt. He didn’t stop the movements of his hips, not until (Y/N) finished as well, spilling inside the blonde and pulling his hips down against his lap.

John went limp against (Y/N)s chest, trying his catch his breath as he clenched around the other mans length, his eyes fluttering as he felt full of (Y/N)s spend, Johns cock giving a small twitch at the knowledge that the other man had finished inside of him. (Y/N) pressed a kiss to the top of Johns head, pulling him close and rubbing his hand up and down the blondes back, muttering to him about what a good job he had done, and how much of a good boy he was. Feeling exhausted John cuddled closer to (Y/N) and let himself relax, falling asleep against the other mans shoulder with his length still inside him, they could clean that later.

#male reader #top reader #the boys #homelander #john gillman #the boys imagine #the boys headcanon #the boys x male reader #the boys x reader #homelander imagine #homelander headcanon #homelander x male reader #homelander x reader #john gillman imagine #john gillman headcanon #john gillman x male reader #john gillman x reader

[onlyseokmins]

aftercare • w.j.h.

Pairing: wen junhui x gn!reader

Genres: implied smut (minors dni!), fwb!au, aftercare!au

Warnings: swearing, gooey-ooey shit tbh, lil sneak of possessiveness, tiny angst if u squint, feelings ew, mentions of sex but it's actually really soft but lmk if i missed smth

WC: 1.3k

A/N: a request i kind of got a lil carried away with idk if this is what they were looking for but this is what my brain came up with askdjfksdj i think i made it gender neutral 🤞🏻 but if i missed up please let me know - i didn't intend to but it just turned out that way :3

Sweaty bodies lay against one another, bedsheets tangled and damp from the rigorous amounts of exertion earlier. Yet it's not uncomfortable at all.

It hits Junhui first, coming out of his post-nut clarity with a startling — almost terrifying — realization. You looked good earlier. Good enough to eat. Decked out in a sexy little fit that had everyone's heads turning at the club… and effectively turning him on.

He'd had his hands all over you in record time. The need to touch and claim you as his for all to see was ravenous. All-consuming. Not even a half hour had passed before he'd worked up your sexual tension so high on the dance floor with slow grinding and sneaky groping. Then he was teasing and prepping you with nimble fingers during the ride back to his place. 

Tongue battling yours, mouths and lips sloppily making out while he struggled to open the door. Immediately dropping to his knees to explore your intimate parts once the lock clicked and you were inside, back pressed firmly against the other side as he slid down to have his way with you.

Junhui is very well-acquainted with your body but nothing gets him going like finding a new way to make you squirm and moan louder. 

For him.

But now, thoroughly fucked out and fucked well, you have a glowing vulnerable air of softness around you. All for him. Alone.

And he finds you as gorgeous — if not even more so — as he did before. Just as radiant as when you first met, standing out amongst everyone else in a subtle way that drew him in.

Junhui had genuinely wanted to get to know you first. Approached you with honest intentions. It was you who shuffled the cards and set the rules, putting the initial offer on the table to win the game. And how could he resist?

He lost the reckless deal willingly and easily dived into this odd arrangement of not-quite-friends with plenty of sexual benefits. But his heart had already clumsily fallen for you even back then.

With his brain only catching up to speed now. So he can't help but place what feels like an instinctual kiss on your nose that he'd denied doing before, watching with an astounding amount of endearment at how your eyes nearly cross at the action.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

You follow his lead, guided by his hand holding yours. Tremors and shaky legs are but a by-product your aching body experiences after sex with him. Normally that would inflate Junhui's ego — maybe even rile him up enough for another round.

But contrary to the roughness he exhibits and indulges your bedroom desires with, the warm cast of the nightlight he'd installed in the bathroom (after one too many stumbles with you in the dark) dials down those lust-filled feelings with… something different.

Of course, you act like you don't notice the sudden shift between you two. Simply choosing to stare blankly ahead, posture slouched unattractively over the toilet that he helped you sit on. Yet he's never seen you any lovelier despite the telltale empty look in your eyes. More than likely planning the usual, sneaky exodus he can't seem to encourage you from forgetting.

"You'll stay the night?" The man tries not to sound too hopeful — too needy — while wetting a fresh washrag under warm water for you after rinsing off the one used on himself. "I… accidentally ripped all your clothes anyways."

"Sure there's something I could salvage."

"You can get all cozy and snuggle underneath the new blanket I just bought. It has cute cat faces on it and it's super fuzzy."

"Or you could give me something to wear, bet you have something laying around that I can use."

"I mean, I could since it doesn't bother me if you borrow something of mine. Or you could leave a couple pairs of clothing here next time for next time. I told you I didn't mind."

Junhui expects a disappointed, slightly annoyed sigh of his name like usual. But he should know what happens when he breaks the mode; it triggers a butterfly effect. 

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" you question pointedly, though you let him gently pick up your hand so he can dab at it. Palm to palm, it lays lax against his — neither holding but not pulling away — and he takes that as a win. "I spent a good amount of money on those, you know."

"I'll buy you more."

"Junhui…"

He focuses on the tender motions of wiping your arm, ignoring the warning call of his name that's always delivered in a cold tone. Once he reaches past your shoulder and sweeps delicately across your collarbones littered with teeth marks, his eyes are drawn up to your slightly chapped lips that are set in a frown.

"Um, don't worry I can also have them fixed. My friend's good at stitching and it's not like they're… in pieces."

"So they're wearable."

He whispers loudly in mild frustration, "Why do you keep trying so hard to escape?" even though you've made no effort to physically move.

"I'm only escaping if you're keeping me against my will. Otherwise it's simply called leaving."

"But I don't want you to leave! Can't you see I'd rather have you stay?"

"… Why?"

"Why?" he repeats incredulously and leaves the wet cloth to hang on your opposite shoulder. Bare fingers brush the side of your neck, cup your cheek, and a thumb sweetly rubs at the corner of your mouth. Brown eyes raise from the curve of your lips to the cute bump of your nose to finally meet your eyes. Despite your aloof front, he can see how they flicker with an uncertainty he wishes to soothe. "Because I like you. If you want to be held captive, just say the word."

"You're crazy."

"Crazy for you, sure. But I am definitely in my right mind and I mean what I say."

Suddenly backing away with a tug, Junhui urges you to stand with him. You still ask your demanding questions even as he releases his hold on your upper body and squats. A gentle hand grasps your outer thigh while the other gingerly strokes the delicate flesh between your legs and downwards. Dutifully cleaning away the mixed stains of your releases. 

"What if you're wrong? What if you regret it?"

A chaste kiss is delivered below your belly button as he works on the other leg. "I won't."

"You'll get tired of me… you'll miss being free."

"Is that why you're trying to leave first? Because you think I'll walk away one day?" He takes your silence as an answer and rises to his full height. "Won't you give me a chance? Even if it gets to that point, if we hit a crossroads where it's not easy anymore, and you think we'll go our separate ways… Only if you want me to, I'll make sure to prove you wrong. That we can make it through together."

"Why though? Do you really think — "

"Because I like you. And I want to learn to love you… and maybe, just maybe, you might be able to love me in return too."

"But Jun…"

His name falls from your lips in such a soft tone, a stark difference from earlier and he pulls you into a hug. Dry and warm skin becomes a comforting embrace against your cooler, damp body. He's safe. As much as it scares you shitless, it's oddly soothing. He's soothing. 

Maybe it sparks something deep inside your chest you've tried to bury as he finishes cleaning you up, the steady touch of his hands expressing what words yet cannot. Returning to lay on his bed, the cozy cat blanket covering your naked bodies… perhaps you realize "I love you" has never sounded better wrapped in the undertoning of the words "I'll make the same promise to you when morning comes," followed later by Junhui's low snores. 

You doze away letting his arms encompass you, dreaming of the possible future that may become a reality — the one with him in it.

onlyseokmins: March 2023 ©

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[glasscoffinspiral]

i posted this on twitter but i feel the need to post it here too...

I can't stop thinking about the face that Hoffman makes when he realizes that Strahm has just locked him in the glass coffin. I can't help but feel its not because he didn't expect himself to be in the coffin, but because he knows what that means for Strahm ...

Maybe I'm delusional (I am because I ship hoffstrahm but I digress) but I feel like he wanted Strahm to survive the test, but just had to go with it at that point. He does not seem pleased with the turn of events. But ofc it can be argued he just didn't enjoy being like. headbutted + punched and shoved into a coffin full of glass shards. But to me it feels like he didn't want that all to happen, and then just had to change his course of action and move forward after the coffin was closed, it's not like he could likely change it at that point - since the coffin definitely doesn't just... re-open.

idk about yall but i dont think like this seems like the smug victory face we would have expected from Hoffman knowing that Strahm was actually going to die in this trap just sayin. to me it looks like frustration and realization of the way things have turned, and then acceptance, especially in how slow he moves from having his hands on the glass and then pointing to the tape.

idk im not normal about them.

Anyone else have thoughts about this? I mean it could definitely be acting, but this just seems raw for me -

#saw #saw v #hoffstrahm #hoffman #strahm #strahmspeaks

[ineffectualdemon]

I love the things that you learn as a kid only from other children

And some seem largely universal or at least exist across nations

Like the "secret s" you know the one:

This pointy bitch

Or skipping rhymes or urban legends

But I also love very regional specific ones

I don't know how common this one is but it existed in my elementary school and I have never encountered anyone who didn't go to my elementary school who knows about this:

We had a schedule for the days of the week. Each day had a name and a corresponding action to do.

I will warn you now that Friday is not good. Very misogynistic and upholding everything wrong in the patriarchy. Going to drop it all in a quote box so it's easier to skip Friday

Monday: Men's Day - the boys chased the girls

Tuesday: Toes Day - you had to try to step on people's toes

Wednesday: Woman's Day - the girls chased the boys ...it should be noted that for both this and Monday no one knew what you were supposed to do if you caught someone so if you were going to catch someone you'd generally slow down and let them get away. But at least there was equality in the chasing.

Thursday: Throw Up Day - ....we couldn't come up with a better rhyme but nobody wants to throw up so we just went about the day like it wasn't a special day. If someone did throw up on a Thursday though it was very satisfying

Friday: Flip Up Day - the very problematic day. The boys would try to flip up the skirt of any girl wearing one. Normally this was resolved by not wearing a skirt but 1. That shouldn't have been the solution 2. It didn't always work. Willy in 1st grade tried to flip up my shirt and I punched him.

It was unfortunately a early lesson in slut shaming because we did judge girls who wore skirts to school on Friday. Which ignored the fact that we were all actual children who might not have had control over our own wardrobes (ETA: also of course the girls should just have been able to wear whatever they wanted without having their skirts flipped up obviously. Though it is possible it was originally meant to limit when boys would try. Idk tho. Maybe it was a child version of the purge)

If anyone else grew up with this days of the week schedule at their school I'd love to know about it

Now problematic elements aside I am fascinated that this is something that older children passed down to younger children

This part of the human development of things you only learn from other children is so fascinating to me

Because like as an adult I know how to draw that s shape up above. But I never taught my child and when they came home telling me about the secret s they learned from their friends it filled me with joy

Children's secret mysteries and knowledge is fascinating

And it's fascinating how as parents we leave these things for our kids to learn from other kids to an extent, just like we did

#child development #parenting #kids

[defectivefanboy]

You’re better when you’re quiet

trying to take a moment to yourself in teyvat you decided to take a walk around the land, but it didn’t help much when it slowly became taking out treasure hoarders, hilichurl camps. Just to make it better, you took out one wrong fatui camp and the silhouette of a man casted a shadow behind you. Seems you both could use a stress reliever…

Overall notes: While this story doesn't use specified pronouns for the reader, it is AMAB and is written for the gays and they's. My boys and... bOiis? idk but it isn't written with female in mind, same with all my other stories. if you don't like that, find another blog. don't know what to tell ya.

C/W: NSFW. sub scara. top!male!reader. cursing. hate fuck. choking. degradation. praise if you squint. hair pulling scratching impact play yah da yah da. bit of blood. disappointment in myself. the fact ill have to explain some things to my friends bc i let them read these :’)

Notes: Minors DNI. this is old asf this was written on oct 13th 2021. So this is when scara was still thought to just a rumor of a playable character. he literally only came up in game once and then the trailer dropped. I crack up reading this

you’re better when you’re quiet.

     It was supposed to be a peaceful walk. Supposed to help you, y’know, clear your mind. Yet, it only made you feel worst. After having to deal with a night full of drunkards you were tired of people for the day. So once you completed your daily commissions for the guild, you set yourself off for a simple walk.

And simple was the last thing it was.

     First it was the treasure hoarders roaming around the place. Next it was the uncleared camps that the normal knights should've taken care of, and it’s still too early for Diluc to take his nightly patrol. That would’ve been fine if it wasn’t for the Fatui.

    Of course when you were finally able to take a breathe, a mob of them were gathered within a small clearing surrounded by trees. At this point, you just sighed, because either way,

you were going to be the one dealing with them.

     After getting shoulder checked into a tree, to almost be hammered into the ground like a nail. You were over it. Over the pain. The soreness. Over the fighting. Oust over everything. Like the snap of a rubber band your sword slashed the last of them as you stared off blankly.

     Before you were able to let your guard down for a moment, a figure had to appeared behind you. Only to be luckier, the shadow had casted a large outline of a rather familiar hat. Turning around and clicking your tongue on your teeth, you gave a glare to the male.

     “Wow. Not even a word in and you already look like you want to kill me. Color me impressed, Honorary Knight.” With a low laugh at the end, the male lifted his head as he held a smirk on his face.

     Letting out a low groan you brought your empty hand up to your face. “I don’t believe now is a good time to be a brat.”

his smirked dropped at the name. A what? Who do you think you are. A brat? Absolutely not. He was about to make way to you when you took the first step.

“Ah, ah, ah. Not a step, I'm in control today, doll” stepping close enough to hold his face in your hands. You grab his cheeks with your hand with a sinister smile on your face. One that could be mistaken for a innocent one if you didn’t know any better.

     If anyone were to look, if they even could, Scaramouche was wide eye at your actions. It quickly changed into a look of annoyance as he was about to say something, most likely yell. Though, before he could get a word out or even a letter, you shut him up as you placed your lips on his in a rough kiss.

     Frozen once again his eyes went wide. The thought to push you off did cross him mind as he brought a hand up letting off light sparks of electricity, but the kiss you had him in was a terrible poison. So intoxicating and addicting, yet so deadly and dangerous. Kissing back, his body relaxed moving his raised hand to your hair as it became tangled in it.

     As the kiss grew more heated you both pulled each other closer as you fight for dominance over the other. That was quickly shut down as you grabbed his ass and lifted him up, pushing him back into a tree. Keeping him caged between you and the perfectly place tree.

     “What would happen if someone saw you like this, doll? Think they would still see you has the high and mighty Harbringer? or just a horny puppet in my hands.” Hiking a knee between his legs, lightly grasping at his neck. He bit back a moan, closing his eyes and clenching his legs.

     Pushing your leg up further, you move a hand down to his waist before trailing his jaw and neck with kisses. Leaving dark marks as you trail further down he lets out small whines and hushed moans as he lightly grinds down on your leg. His hands move from around your neck down to the bottom of your shirt, trailing his hands up your chest, before you removed it completely.

     Placing your own hands under his top you lifted it passed his head, revealing his chest as you trailed your kisses down, leaving marks on his chest in your wake. Removing your leg from between his, he let out a low whine, stopping once you filled in the spot with yourself, letting him wrap his legs around your waist. “Awe.. was someone enjoying that?” you whispered moving close to his ear. 

     “And you seem to have a death wish you perverted freak.” He spoke through his clenched teeth with a hiss as you pulled him down against your bulge. “Hmmm..? What was that love? I couldn't hear you. Could you speak up for me?” placing your forehead on his you pushed yourself further into him as you begun grinding at a slow pace. 

    Light gasp came out of his mouth before he bit his tongue and his hold around your neck became tighter. Only letting out a low laugh you begun fiddle with his shorts, he brought his hands to your hair and pulled your neck to close him as he begun to leave marks of his own. Pulling down his shorts you brought your hand to the tent that had formed, precum leaving a stain in the fabric.

     “If i didn’t know any better i would say you’re quite happy about this. Am I right, Scara? before you could say anything more, he bit down on your neck harshly breaking the skin drawing a bit of blood out that he lapped up with his tongue. “you speak one more time i’ll-... fuck” he cut himself off with a moan as your hand pulled back the fabric and began to jerk him off.

     “Awe.. What happened, darling? Cat got your tongue?” you smirked as his hands pulled at the back of your hair as he tried holding himself up, but the motion of your hand was telling him a plan. He was about to open his mouth and speak, but you shoved two fingers into his mouth to keep him silent.

    “You’re much better when you’re quiet, doll” moving your head back to his neck, leaving more marks on the other side. He sucked on your fingers, twirling his tongue around them. His hands had moved to your waist pulling at your pants, even lifting his waist up to pull them down as he fiddled with the fabric to pull your cock out.

     Sitting back on your waist he placed your dick next to his as he began to jerk you both off in a sloppily manner, short gasp coming out of his mouth––

––and thats where I had left off and I'm too embarrassed and shy to write anymore :')

hope you enjoyed

#foolish writing #request #request open #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin impact scara #scaramouche #genshin scara #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x male reader #scaramouche x gn!reader

[kanmom51]

Hi Kanmom,

I have a theory I would like your take on. Of course as a theory, it’s my opinion, yet I rarely see any Jikook blogs or obviously Army blogs speak to, actually I see most Jikook blogs vehemently deny the notion.

My opinion is that the Tae kook ship acts as a protection for Jikook. (I know you must be tired of hearing of taekookers)

Here is the moment that made me have this opinion solidified, well enough that I have it in my head as a theory.

In the infamous New Jersey Live. I remember watching it for the first time after seeing an analysis video that someone was in the room.

Anyway, like I always do I watch OG content and noticed something strange, which was Tae’s actions.

He came in the room, for the first time to me as a viewer, considering he didn’t know who’s room it was.

Anyways, fast forward someone speaks in the background and Tae in turn says “Weren’t we sharing the same room?” to JK.

Of all questionable Jikook moments this is the one that has me like ?????? and it isn’t even Jikook lol.

But then I thought about it from Tae’s perspective.

He clearly knows JK whispering to someone in the bathroom(fact). And, honestly like a good friend, he tries to cover it up (my opinion).

What I find interesting is that his way of kinda “not revealing” the secret or divert attention is by drawing attention to him and JK. That’s interesting, and I don’t understand why there is no thoughts on that.

My opinion is that Tae maybe was trying to normalize the behavior, and he thought well if I say we’re sharing a room, then ppl will focus on that instead of the secret rendezvous in the bathroom.

Which leads me to a bigger theory: Taekook normalizes Jikook.(totally my opinion)

imagine Jikook being a strong force, imo taekook is a strong force in the opposite direction.

I think if taekook wasn’t around, Jikook would stand out like a sore thumb. There are the first to negate even the most obvious Jikook moments. In my baby army stage even when every logical part of my brain was screaming there’s something up with these two, I watched taekook videos to shut it down. Like oh it’s just shipping, and move on.

I mean no one wants to even acknowledge the notion taekook acts a diversion for Jikook why? “If taekookers say this. Then I can’t think like this cause tkkers are crazy”

My point ^. The presence of tkkers make Jkkers so insecure all of a sudden they forget Jimin bit JK’s neck and JK sucked his ears.

Anyone feeling like Jikook could be real? Lemme just watch a Taekook video to remind myself I’m just a delulu shipper like them. Hence why I think RM said film a video with Tae after JKs very sis GCF in Tokyo.

Anyway, it’s clear as day to me when vminkook are together. Take the ppyong live. JK came in and the atmosphere changed. JK does a very imo bf thing and moves Hobi to sit next to jimin, then you know it’s all over.

All of a sudden they are kekekeing in a corner and what is Tae’s response? “JK didn’t you and I do boxing something like that”

Which wasn’t true as they said in the same live “lying is his charm” JK just shut it down,

I think Tae is “protecting” them in the best way he knows how, by absolutely trolling the hell out of army.

I think if Jikook accidentally kissed on stage. Hobi would freeze, namjoon would die, yoongi would stare, Jin look away and Tae would just kiss Jk or Jimin to even it out and divert attention lol. Either that or smile idk.

I think that’s his way of protecting them and now that he’s possibly in a relationship, maybe protect himself.

My 2 cents.

@jacha101 I hear you. I do.

I even want to say that in the past I thought it to be somewhat of a possibility. And not in the TKKs sick way of thinking that one queer relationship is showcased (JKK) to protect the second queer relationship (TKK), but more like Tae inserting himself into the mix to balance out the JKK interaction (like putting them on the same level so their interaction doesn't seem too suspicious). More like showing "we're all friends here, nothing queer going on..."

I thought it might be a possibility, even as close back as late 2021 (and only on certain occasions, because on other occasions it was as clear as day that Tae was there to troll them, as in to get in their faces and piss them off, lol).

I have also seen moments where Tae will be gatekeeping Jikook, but I don't think it was in a sense of pushing TKK, but more nudging the two out of a moment.

This one I'm not sure if is policing or trolling, lol.

And if we are talking about trolling...

There are so many more examples of Tae 'inserting' himself or policing Jikook or trolling them, whatever the reason may be.

In any case, unlike you, I don't think that TKK as a ship was ever there to protect JM or JK.

Ok, I think I have to start from the beginning here though.

Shipping two people together does not necessarily mean you see them as a couple. It is a slippery slope and many do ship that way, but as a whole a ship can mean you like the connection between two people, and it can be a totally platonic one at that. Many Vminers are not about Vmin being a couple, and more about their close friendship (although there are those that still live in a dream that it has even been more than that).

So, when we talk about TKK as a ship, if we were talking about normal human beings and not a fucking cult, they could totally be perceived as a cute ship, AS FRIENDS, partners in crime (in the past), and more recently too (bowling buddies, gaming buddies, not going live buddies, cause that was just way too awkward).

If this fandom was constituted from mentally stable people, indeed I could maybe say that at times TKK as a ship can even out the JKK interactions and be used by them to balance things out a little and take the attention off JKK and their very suspicious interactions. Although, while writing those lines I can't help but think to myself that Jikook's chemistry and closeness cannot be compared to TKK's. They are just not the same, no matter which what way you look at them. If you are a person with common sense and life experience (including a basic level of emotional intelligence) you can see there is clearly a difference between the two couplings.

But in any case, you and I know that is not the case. This fandom is flawed, no secret there.

And we also know that the members and company know exactly who TKKs are and what they do and are capable of.

The vile hate JM gets from them is not an unknown. The harassment of whoever shows some sort of closeness or support for Jikook is also not an unknown. Their verbally violent behavior towards anyone who does not fall in line, and that includes JKKs (I'd say that is inconsequential to the company), people that may have interacted with Tae or JK or the two (including different brands or professionals) or even total strangers that they deem relevant to their sick fantasy about JK and Tae. All known to the members and to the company.

I really don't see JK nor Tae going to the lengths of promoting TKK as a ship to hide JKK knowing what they do about the consequences of pushing this ship.

That, by all means, does not mean the two will not interact and showcase their friendship. But JK, for one, has been trying for some time now to make sure the line in the sand is clear, that it's friendship and no more. Tae does not tread as carefully as JK does.

I'll go back to my initial statement. I do think that at times Tae pushed the TKK to 'change the subject' if you may. Or as you put it, take the attention off the Jikook elephant in the room. But many a times it's just Tae being Tae. Trolling both JM and JK and Army at the same time.

I kind of think at times that Tae is an anarchist at heart, lol. Or more so an agent of chaos. He loves to throw the stones and just see where they fall. He'll do it with JM ("I think JM likes men"), he'll do it with JK (take that NJ live and him unwilling to leave all while JK is doing everything possible for him to leave other than say "get the fuck out already"), he'll do it with Jikook ("JM is hanging out with JK") and he does it constantly with army, and I'd say even more so with TKKs. And here comes into work his lack of care as to the consequences of riling them up. I kind of think he, and I'm going to be careful with my wording here, doesn't care for big parts of this fandom (cough TKKs cough), and definitley doesn't think much of them.

If Tae was doing this out of the kindness of his heart or wanting to protect Jikook as a couple or JM and JK as individuals, if that was his objective, then he wouldn't, for instance, post a Jikook photo for Hobi's birthday, for example.

One thing I want to add here.

If TKK were being used to nullify JKK why is it that JK is constantly continuously doing things to show us that Jikook are more than friends? If JK himself wants to show us they are closer, they are just MORE, why would the whole TKK ship be used to nullify that? JK sucked on JM's ear in front of 10s of thousands of fans, knowing he's also being filmed. He wanted us all to see it. JK signed "I love you" to JM at the TMA's, knowing everyone saw it. JK tattooed the J over the M on his ring finger. JK outright said "I love you" to JM for all of us to hear it during the LV tour, and so much more. They have both done so much more to showcase their relationship. They don't want to be balanced out. And even more so knowing what they know about TKKs. JK doesn't want to be thought of as Tae's boyfriend, not when he's going out of his way to show what JM is to him.

At the end of the day, I do get what you're saying, but I don't think that JK nor Tae, nor JM for that matter, are people that would play along with this kind of game.

Ships are a thing, there is no escape from that. And the members know it. I mean they themselves have thrown around ship names once in a while. They are aware of the ships, they are aware of the shippers. Tae doesn't have to go live for 3 minutes, mention JK's name and leave for TKKs to be TKKs. If you get my drift. He didn't do that to balance out some kind of Jikook interaction.

Pretty much since the Busan concert we had close to no Jikook interactions. We got a few Run BTS episodes, which were mostly filmed before the concert. They themselves, until JK's Feb lives, were in radio silence. And once they became loud it was of their own accord, they wanted to be loud. They wanted to show us stuff. They didn't want or need Tae to balance out whatever we were getting from them (and all of this happening without even seeing them in the same frame). Tae showing up in JK's Feb live and the IG TKK live, all those happened during that radio silence period. During a time where the rejoicing sounds of "Jikook are over" were ever so loud. There was no need to push TKK to balance out non existent interactions or suspicions (cause they just weren't there at that point).

What I'm saying here is that Tae is doing whatever he's doing, not to balance out JKK.

And for those that will be coming at me, I'm not saying he did it necessarily to push TKK.

I'm saying he didn't do it to balance out JKK.

His reasons are his, whatever they may be. And there could be a plethora of them: he was bored, he wanted to do the live with a friend, he feels awkward doing the live alone and doing it with JK was a good way of being in touch with army all while not having all the attention on himself, etc.

I will end by saying that they all do love each other dearly. They have over 10 years of together, and although there might be ups and downs in their relationships, they do care greatly for each other and are good friends. Said care/love/friendship is showcased in their interactions with each other. Mostly good, at times not so much (we obviously do not get to see the full picture, and the big fights or blow ups we won't be privy to too much, I mean we just discovered from JK, and still not getting the whole story, that the dumpling fight was way bigger than what we were told for years). JK and Tae are good friends. Mates. And we will be getting a lot of them in the near future, mainly because the others won't be around soon. We need to overcome our adversity to TKKs and remember that this is about TKK, their bond, their friendship, not their shippers.

Karmy know how to enjoy their interactions. We need to be able to create a disconnect between the cult and these two people. They are friends, they interact, they most likely will be supporting each other through their solo debuts. It's about them and us supporting them. Not about demented fans that don't know boundaries or lack common sense. And we also need to remember that both JK and Tae have zero control over these fans, their behavior or actions.

Let's enjoy what they give us before they leave us.

#ask

[azrielsshadows42]

Trespasser, Azriel x oc

This is my first fic ever on any platform, so pls be nice and I'm sorry if it sucks. Also, I haven't actually read the ACOTAR series yet, I really want to but... shit's expensive ya'll T-T, so if any details are incorrect I sincerely apologize (I know he could have winnowed but, for the story we're gonna pretend he can't)

Description: Azriel is coming home from a mission and is a little careless with his flying and crashes, while getting back home, he comes across someone who is unlike anyone he has ever seen.

Warnings: swearing, very very slight mention of injury, reader has she/her pronouns, eventual use of y/n, the smallest amount of suggestiveness it barely even counts and mystery maybe? idk

italics = thoughts Bold = actions/sound effects Both= plant speak, it will make sense, just wait

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Azriel had been on this mission for a few days now, he couldn't wait to get back home and have dinner with his family. He was exhausted, his wings dragging, and all he wanted was to collapse in his bed, but alas, he still had to make the long flight home, back to Velaris.

Knowing that the longer he waited, the longer it would be until he gets to see his family, he picked up his wings and started making the long flight to the Townhouse.

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You had had a relatively normal day, if you could call what you do in a day normal. Your life consisted of flying through the treetops, making sure that the animals and vegetation were healthy. Your job was to keep the cycle of forest life running smoothly, or well the life of this particular forest, although you did sometimes go out and help with the forests under your siblings care when they wanted to go galavanting about disguised as the locals.

You had never under stood there fascination, I mean sure, you understood wanting some company that wasn't your family from time to time, and life as a forest deity was quite a lonely one, being that technically, the fae and mortals of the land were not supposed to be aware of your existence (hence the need to be disguised) . But you failed to see what was so amazing about them, it's not that you didn't like them or had a problem with them, it just.... didn't appeal to you. And so to this day you had never, in your 750 years of life spoken to, or formally interacted with another person outside your siblings.

That was until today of course...

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'Just a little bit further, almost there' I thought nearing the greenery that surrounded Velaris.

'I can't wait for some warm food, and a real bed... and to think of it a proper shower couldn't hurt either-' My thought track was interrupted by a sharp pain along my wing, as it hit a particularly tall tree I hadn't noticed, subsequently, my whole body was thrown violently off course, and hurtled towards the ground hitting it, hard.

'Well fuck... that hurt' Groaning, I slowly got up and looked around, I wasn't too far from home, I recognized the trees around me, I could walk the rest of the way, though flying would be easier... not likely though, the tree canopy is to dense for me to break through, even the part where I fell seemed impossibly dense. sigh. 'Walking it is then.'

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You had been idly walking around when a shiver went up your spine and then you heard a commotion from far away.

Crack! Snap! Thump!

You mentally asked the plants what was going on but they were all unusually quiet. 'Strange, they normally rush to tell me the smallest of things' you thought. Naturally you had to go and investigate the disturbance yourself. Quickly traversing the forest you called home, you made your way to whatever had made the noise and was very surprised in your findings. Hidden in the leaves you watched from afar. An Illryian, I haven't seen one in centuries.

He flew to close to the trees, nicked his wing. He fell. He crashed. The plants added in the same hushed whisper they always spoke to you in. You almost wanted to roll your eyes because now they wanted to tell you? When you could very much see that for yourself? you could see the slight dent where he had landed and the small scrape on his large black membranous wing, very different from your own. You also couldn't help but notice how beautiful this male was, dark hair, flawless skin, black ink-like markings creeping up the side of his neck, and he seemed to be shrouded in shadows despite the fact that the sun hadn't even started to set. 'He must be the shadowsinger'

You continued to silently admire him as he looked to be gathering his bearings, trying to determine exactly which way he should go to get to.... wherever he was going. The town house, you presumed. He turned to face your direction, revealing his absolutely stunning hazel eyes. Well you hadn't talked to any fae, you had seen them in passing, and had flown over the city once or twice, but none of the fae you had seen were quite as stunning as he was, though if there were more of them that held even a fraction of the beauty he did... well... then you finally understood your siblings appeal for wondering to the places they did.

You couldn't seem to pull your eyes from him, completely enamoured with this spectacular male, clad in black fighting leathers that enhanced his muscular figure. You definitely weren't complaining about the view. You knew you should be careful about how you approached the situation seeing as he donned seven siphons, but you just couldn't get over how pretty his eyes were! His deep, amazing, wonderful eyes that were...

Staring. Right. At you.

Not past, not behind, not in your general direction. At. You.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit SHIT You fled immediately. It would be alright, logically you knew that. You don't live this long and never get spotted by anyone, you and your siblings have all been seen at least three times each, unintentionally. That's how stories of spirits started, sightings of you and your siblings (especially certain brothers who loved to prank people and make them think the forest they tend to is haunted *cough cough* Ethari). But that didn't mean you would willingly let this male, no matter how beautiful, see anymore of you then he already had.

You silently moved through the trees, expertly navigating any looping vines or low hanging branches, not even looking back to see if he had followed until you reached your favourite spot. A sort of clearing that ran against a large stream, dimly reflecting the stars that have started to appear, where you could properly spread your wings without hitting anything, yet the branches reached out unnaturally far over the area so that anyone flying above would be oblivious to anything that happened below. (Which you may or may not have had anything to do with)

Once you felt that you were far enough, you stopped and asked the plants if he had followed you.

He attempted to, but has lost sight. He is now returning home. No damage done. Safe. You breathed in and out silently, still feeling like any noise would alert him of your location. Calmly strolling to the edge of the water, you gracefully sat down on the lush grass, flowers slowly growing around you as you fed them some of your own energy to help them grow faster. Small flowers of bright yellow, soft blue, and fierce red all made subtle appearances. And you thought of the gorgeous male you wish you could have talked to.

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Looking around, trying to find out exactly which direction home is, I couldn't help but get the feeling that I was being watched. My shadows had yet to leave my side, still checking for further injury. Once sure that there was nothing other than the small scrape on my left wing, they started to look for the source of this feeling.

I looked around and almost dismissed it entirely until my shadows notified me of a presence in the trees. I looked to where they told me to. But, no one was there, briefly wondering if they've been mistaken until my eyes locked with another pair.

They were a dazzling light green, like the leaves around them but darkened around the edges. I couldn't move, couldn't blink, I couldn't breath they were so gorgeous. It seems that whoever this was had been equally as stuck until suddenly, they were gone.

I ran after them, but they were so fast and I hadn't seen anything but their eyes, I had no idea what to look for. Eventually I stopped, and listened, choosing to track them by sound rather then sight, which I realized very soon that had been a mistake because they were as silent as I am. But apparently I need not worry, my shadows keeping up just fine.

I crept along the path my shadows guided me upon, until I saw a clearing, and in it, the person I'd been chasing...

And she was absolutely beautiful... No beautiful didn't cut it, radiant, luminous, ethereal, angelic, nothing seemed to describe her quite right. Getting a proper look at her, I could see why she was so hard to track, she blended in so perfectly with her surroundings, like she was made for this place, like this is where she belonged.

She had large wings in every shade of green, flowing from dark to light seamlessly, that looked like over lapping leaves, and a smaller pair just like the first ones, beneath them. She had a smooth tail hovering just above the ground, moving in slow, elegant sweeps, back and forth with dull spines running along it, adorned with yet another leaf at the tip. She also had small horns that looked akin to the bark on the trees around us, and unblemished brown skin. Her dark brunette, waist-length hair in a neat braid swaying with a light breeze. The energy and power she held emanated from her, in waves, it was... soothing.

My eyes couldn't stray from her figure as she sat down without a sound, her wings relaxed at her sides and her tail curled around her form perfectly. Who is this female? What is she? And, most importantly, is she a threat to the court? Despite my instincts telling me to be wary of her, despite not knowing what she is capable of, if she is or isn't dangerous, I just couldn't help but get a just a little bit closer to her.

SNAP!

Fuck Seriously?, years of spy training and centuries of experience only to be caught because I stepped on a twig, such a fucking cliché.

Her head whipped around and she stood up, our eyes met again. Instead of running away like I thought she would, we just kinda, stared at each other. She eventually broke eye contact and looked off to the side muttering something that sounded like "Went home my ass" before looking back to me.

I looked at her in silence for a moment longer before the logical part of my brain caught up with the rest of me, I stood up straighter, brought my wings in closer and narrowed my eyes.

"Who are you and what are you doing in Velaris?" She raised a thin eyebrow "What am I doing in Velaris?" She ignored my first question instead choosing only to repeat the second as if she couldn't believe I had the audacity to ask her that. I narrowed my eyes further, a strong grip on Truth-Teller. "Yes" I hissed "You are not allowed to be in Velaris unless you are a citizen or have explicit permission, you're trespassing" "I'm trespassing?" She laughed, and ignoring the shiver that amazing sound sent down my spine, she laughed at me. No one laughs at me.

Before I could say something back to her she said "Honey, I am no trespasser, if anything, you're the one who's trespassing" "How am I trespassing?" This is ridicules, I'm the spymaster of the night court, who in the name of the Mother does she think she is? "You are in my forest" She said casually. "Your forest?!" I scoffed. She narrowed her eyes "Yes, my forest" "This forest belongs to the high lord; Rhysand" I stated "The high lord may be the ruler of this land, but he is not the owner" "Who are you" I asked again, more sternly this time. Her eyes studied me for a moment before she said "My name is y/n, and I am the deity who tends to this forest"

"What in the cauldron does that mean?" "It means, that I am responsible for keeping the forest healthy, making sure there is no over or under population of any species, treating the plants when they get sick, I make sure the forest stays strong" I regarded her skeptically before letting my grip on Truth-Teller loosen and my wings relax a little, something about her made me want to trust her, it scared me but, I also couldn't ignore it. "Alright, if you're a deity, then prove it" "What?" "Prove it" She looked at me like I had just said the most bizarre thing she had ever heard in her life. "You want me to prove to you, that I'm a deity" "Yes" I said matter-of-factly, she laughed softly to herself and lightly shook her head as if she couldn't believe that this situation was happening, before finally locking eyes with me once again. She wore a warm smile, a light shining in her eyes with the smallest shimmer of mischief breaking through.

"Alright, I'll prove it" She sunk down to her knees and my mind flickered for a second, to a place it really shouldn't, her tail lay lightly on the grass below, just the tip slightly burying itself into the soft dirt, she brought her wings around her splaying them out on the ground so the edges were also shallowly submerged in the ground. Y/n closed her eyes.

Then I could see a small green light where her heart would be, it grew larger and brighter, soon, a ring of light pulsed from her heart, and another, and another until the rings came in sync with every one of her heart beats. It was magical, it felt like the whole forest, every plant and animal, even the very air, was breathing with her. I realized that even my breathing now matched hers, and everything around us just felt more alive. I was mesmerized.

She stood up slowly with the grace that surely only a deity could posses and opened her eyes, they glowed slightly in the late evening light. "Believe me now?" she asked with amusement at my wide eyes lacing her voice. Even when she's mocking me her voice still sounds like the best music that has ever blessed this world.

I wasn't able to get a word out, I just nodded. Her smile grew and the amount of pride that filled my chest for being the cause of that smile was unfathomable. She languidly walked closer, her eyes never leaving mine. "You know" she started "I'm not technically allowed to show you what I just did, so you'll have to keep this a secret between us" " Not allowed to?" I questioned "I thought you said you were a deity, doesn't that mean you make the rules?"

She tilted her head downward, and smiled, it almost looked... sad. Something in my chest did not like that thought, not at all. "You would think that, but even the most divine beings have rules to follow, the 1st, or well, the 2nd one is that no one is supposed to know of our existence" my eyebrows furrowed at that. 'Why is it required for such a beautiful person to be hidden from the world' "Why?" She looked down to the ground and said in a voice barely above a whisper "Its just the way it is" I could see the topic displeased her and so decided to change it.

"Are there any other deities?" She smiled, a true smile this time "Yes, my siblings, we each tend to a different aspect of nature some tend to oceans, marshes, cities, although I'm closest with the other forest deities" While she was speaking, a brach bent down between us, low enough to sit on. Y/n moved to sit on the branch and silently motioned for me to join her. "Tell me about them" I asked

We sat there, on that branch for over 2 hours, just talking about everything and anything, her family, what it was like to be a deity, the similarities between her and her plants and my shadows, how they both talked to us, knew us better than anyone else. And it felt good. Talking to her felt good. Seeing her smile at me, because of me made me smile. Our wings brushing against each other ever so slightly just adding to the peaceful euphoria of it all. I never wanted it to end.

"You should probably get back to your family, it's getting late, they might worry"

'My what? Oh right! My family, the one waiting in the town house for me so we can have dinner together, I told them I'd be back by now' I'd been in such a daze that I hadn't even noticed the time passing and had completely forgotten about the dinner plans made before I left for my mission. "Uhh, r-right, yes, of course" I stuttered, I fucking stuttered. Cauldrons what is this femal- deity doing to me? "See you around shadow-singer". Before I even had a chance to respond she had spread all four of her wings, and I couldn't help but admire them again, how they looked so fragile that if the wind blew to hard they would break. Yet they held strong without faltering. Lifting off into the air with the same grace she had shown the entire day, the canopy opening so she had direct access to the sky, she disappeared before I could blink.

I decided that, yes, I would definately be 'seeing her around' sometime. And with that I beat my wings lifting of the branch which slowly bent back to its original place, using the same break in the canopy that y/n had, and made my way home, thinking of how I would go out and try to find her again tomorrow.

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Leaving the shadow singer with a dumb-founded look on his face, I flew away to a deeper part of the forest.

'You know, maybe my siblings had the right idea with the whole 'visiting fae cities' thing, I might just need to ask one of them to take care of my forest for a while.' Just to see what I've been missing out on, obviosly. Not at all to see a certain shadow singer 'I never got his name.' Oh well, guess I'll just have to accidently stumble across him during my visit.

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Ok so how was that? Let me know if you think it was any good, constructive criticism is welcome, have a good day, love ya

#fanfic #fantasy #original character #acotar #azriel #azriel x you #azriel fanfiction #azriel x y/n

[yandere-fics]

Wish I had like a real idea, but something smutty with Abigail sounds fun ^^ like a sparring lesson (aka discourage darling to stop being a knight lesson) gone wild or smtn, idk, I'm technically ace

(I am also technically ace, I'm demisexual. I forgot the prompt and wrote Abigail marking the shit out of her darling.)

♡ Abigail Marking Her Darling During A Sparring Session ♡

You despised your boss, it was her fault really. She had been the one to start this feud, you had previously looked up to Dame Parley as much as the next knight and yet the beast always seemed to find some flaw with your stance, the way you swung your sword, the way your living quarters were arranged, anything she could pick apart was a justification for you never receiving knighthood. You understood that the knights of the Parley squad were held to a high standard but this seemed needless. Normal knights who didn't fit the standard were transferred to a lower squad within a few months but you had been within her squad for a few years at this point, with her constantly refusing to transfer you.

Then it was no surprise to anyone when you demanded to spar with her late at night in order to prove to her that you deserved to be a knight. She of course sent everyone away, not wanting anyone to disturb your lovely little date, not that you were aware of those intentions. Still this was the first time you had chosen to be around her, and you'd picked such a romantic time for it. She'd wanted to go easy on you but you were just so cute which lead to the current predicament.

You, panting and flushed, pinned under her after she knocked the sword from your hand and you tried to retrieve it. You really were just too eager to fight her weren't you? Her sweetheart really just looked too perfect like this. That was until you started crying, oh you really were breaking her heart.

"Why do you hate me so much, Dame Parley?" She bit back a shiver as you said you name so sweetly. Normally you said it with such vitriol, but tonight you were just too vulnerable beneath her. Fuck she needed you now.

It came as quite a shock to you when she tossed her sword to the side, engulfing your lips in a scorching kiss, her knee gently rutting against your crotch and her hand grabbing both of your arms and pinning them above your head.

"Mmmh, you taste too good sweetheart, I can't believe I denied myself of this for so long." She looked like she was going to eat you alive as her other hand slowly unbuttoned your uniform shirt, seemingly taking your silent shock as approval of her actions. Her mouth attached itself to your neck like a leech, like she'd die if she didn't leave her mark on you in some way.

"D-dame Parley, what the fuck are you doing?" You could deny that it felt good but this was supposed to be a sparing session to prove your worth. Was this some sort of freaky torture to show you just how far beneath her you were? You could have sworn she hated you.

"Shhh, just let me get my fill, we have hours before anyone wakes up." Yeah that didn't exactly answer your question, though when you stumbled back into your tent in the early morning with shaky knees and a neck covered in proof of her through loving, you realized your boss had completely different intentions for you. Fuck you really should have transferred sooner.

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere asks #yandere scenarios #my oc abigail

[xdreamie]

touching someones skin on their waist is not even sexual so it makes sense george would call it tame😭 its normal when you have been cuddling with someone the entire night and both people are iniating touch which was confirmed.

it was never specified how he touched her which makes me think he didnt sexually touch her at all, someone would definitely said it by now if that was the case. my guess is due to her inexperience she thought he tried to iniate something sexual by doing that because that was the first time she flirted and cuddled with someone like that while he didnt.

his non malicious intention also shows that he immediately left her alone when she was uncomfortable at the elevator. this is all ridiculous sry not sry, ive experienced SA multiple times and this whole thing seems like a mockery atp.

this is why you talk to someone BEFORE making a huge accusation like this!

no i can’t count how many people i’ve seen say “well he touched her without consent so it’s sa” NO!!! THE FUCK!! IT IS NOT!!! i think everyone needs to take a mandatory course on buzzwords before downloading the twitter app.

But like yeah i have a different take on this than most probably do, but touching someone’s waist is more of a nonverbal consenting (like reciprocating affection) action (especially if it’s slow moving and not instantaneous). everyone is using the “verbal consent always!!” rule and personally that’s more of a sex(ual acts) thing that i don’t feel applies here.

it being not specified by her or any of her friends makes me think it wasn’t actually sexual but rather her waist/rib area. and him saying “under the shirt touching like she said” is just him not wanting to be called out for “putting words in the victims mouth” and not wanting to say that she was a virgin (like she revealed about him im still fucking pissed ab that). i guess everyone hears “under the shirt” and assumes sexual but like if it’s her waist it isn’t IDK.

him stopping at the elevator after she said no showcases that he didn’t have bad intentions cause if he did then it wouldn’t have mattered what she said at that point. none of this should’ve ever come to our knowledge though.

#ri asks #george situation

[bluesylveon2]

AOT Season 4 The Final Chapters Thoughts:

Crunchyroll won't let me screenshot so I will write out my thoughts instead:

I like how this part of Season 4 is Armin-centric. The first part was dedicated to Eren and then the second part was dedicated to Mikasa

Yall I lowkey forgot Armin gets kidnapped by the okapi titan

The cgi continues to improve for aot. However, you can tell MAPPA's budget went to jjk because of the amount of fanservice they are giving 😂

The Survey Corps vs past titans shifters fight was so good!!! I liked watching it more than reading it because you could see what happens in the action. Also the scene with Pieck running toward the Warhammer titan was hilarious

I like the detail of the gray people and the colored baby. The baby represents the future and it being colored represents the hope of getting through the Rumbling. I like how everything became colored once the titans stopped moving.

Levi finally killing Zeke was satisfying. Now Zeke can be reborn as Toji in jjk because we know stuff is going down there too lol

Can I just say that I love the aruani scenes? Like Annie immediately asks where's Armin but tries to play it off and Mikasa was not buying it! Then there was the other part where Annie saves Armin and AHHHH I loved it!! Her dad better be impressed if Annie got with Armin cause he is so cool

Okay that hallucigenia thing needed to go. We don't even know where it went after Eren died. We assume it died with him because everyone turned back to normal. Also, I guess every titan had a piece of hallucigenia in them, specifically in their spine that connects their CNS and their PNS. It turning others into titans was it's way to "multiply" and keep it alive

The eremika kiss was not as creepy as I remember in the manga. The lighting helped it a lot. I remember reading that part and questioning what was Isayama thinking when he wrote that

I like to think of Eren as Lelouch from Code Geass, except Lelouch lived to see the effects of what he did. Eren had no choice but to die after wiping out 80% of humanity.

On that thought, there was one part where Armin was like "we can't have conflict if we destroy the outside world." Well, we already saw at the beginning of S4 that is not the case. There will always be conflict in the world. We even see it today. Sure, Eren could have killed everyone, but you still have conflict within Paradis. We saw it already with the Jaegerists. Eren helped his friends have a peaceful life but that would end eventually once they passed.

I sobbed at the part with everyone reuniting. It was sweet in the manga, it was sweet now

Historia's daughter is so cute!!!!

I like the ending even if it is slightly different from the manga. Of course you get the 104 + Pieck coming to Paradis (Jean looking great as always lol), Mikasa seeing birb Eren, Onyakopon and Yelena (finally) helping out, Levi with the kids, and Falco/Gabi planting a tree to signify new beginnings

Now...my only complaint about this episode was the credits. WHY DID THEY MAKE IT SMALL??? i WANTED TO KNOW WHO MIKASA MARRIED!!!! I liked the detail with the other kid tho. The boy sees the tree with a hole and walks in. I think this is Isayama's way of showing that titans can return and Eren would be the new Ymir. I'm not too certain, but it would suck for Eren because he would not be free. Maybe the kid could be the new Ymir? Who knows? My question would be how would titans survive modern day. Obviously they would evolve, but can they survive modern technology. We may not use swords much anymore but there is nuclear technology.

(Edit: it is possible Mikasa married Jean based on what we see in the anime/manga. I feel like that's not a good ending for either one of them because a) Mikasa's heart belongs to Eren. It's like Rose from the Titanic. Basically, Mikasa won't love Jean or whoever she married fully. b) Jean seems to be busy conducting the peace talks with the others. Idk if he would have time for Mikasa unless they were both cool with it. c) I think it's just not a good ending for either of them. I felt bad for Mikasa throughout the whole episode and that as her ending is...idk...I would feel even bad for her)

I know Isayama is done with the series but i have questions I want answered!!! 😭 Still, I got into this fandom back in 2013 and it has been a good 10 years. I met a lot of great people from the fandom who I still talk to today. Aot is my favorite anime and I plan on rewatching the anime or buy the manga in the future. Now it is time for me to go to the next fandom aka twst lol

#attack on titan #aot #aot season 4 #aot the final chapters #eren yeager #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #levi ackerman #connie springer #jean kirstein #reiner braun

[orphic-musings]

Welcome home! dear…fungus?

Characters: Dehya, Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham, Nilou x gn! reader (separately, established relationships)

Genre: Fluff, crack

Warnings: None I think? I kept switching between fungus and fungi bc idk what’s correct, (does cyno’s humour count as a warning?)

Summary: Sumeru characters react to you bringing home a new pet… fungus?

Notes: Got this idea after playing the fungus event and thought it would be a good chance to write some Sumeru characters! I’m sorry if it seems rushed I just wanted to get this out there since I haven’t been posting regularly. ㅠㅠ Inspired by my slime fics which you can find here: Part 1 — Part 2 (pls forgive me im so bad at naming slimes and fungi)

Dehya:

“Ah there you are!” Dehya sports a warm grin the moment she sees you. She stands at ease, not on high alert like she normally is. You are more interesting than anything in the background, and she prefers giving you her undivided attention. Of course, should any threat arrive she would be ready again before you could blink.

“I was looking for you everywhere- Is that fungi following you?” In an instant her tone drops into pure confusion. If the two of you were in any situation she would be springing into action, smiting the poor fungi before you even knew it was there. But this isn’t just any situation. The small capped creature is spinning around you, and your face is bright and content as you stand in the middle of Sumeru city.

“Yes! He’s my new companion. I called him Zest! There was an event down in Port Ormos where I trained him for a week, but the little guy didn’t want to leave my side at the end!”

“So… now we have to take care of a fungi.” Her expression is unimpressed, but her voice indicates that she’s intrigued, a little amused even.

“I can take care of it myself if you don’t want to-“

“No! I mean, you don’t have to do everything yourself. We do things together, yeah?” Her sudden interruption makes you giggle, and when she sees your face scrunched up in glee warmth rushes to her cheeks.

“At least it’s not a spectre.” She shakes her head, but your smile is contagious, and she can’t help the twitch of her lips. “Well we’d better go show lil’ Zesty his new home,” she says. With a delighted smile, you link your arm with hers and affectionately push into her side, while your fungi bounces along beside you. Dehya glances at the fungi one more time, before looking at your smiling face. She shakes her head again, but her smile only grows wider. The things love makes you do.

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Tighnari:

Tighnari steps into his hut while rubbing his neck, his eyes almost drooping to the floor. He had an insanely busy day, and all he can think to do is have some well deserved quality time with you. He looks up expecting to see you all settled into bed, but instead he finds an electro fungi in his spot and you giving it cuddles. Subconsciously his tail flicks with irritation, but he’s more curious than upset.

“Am I in the right house?” He asks, and though it’s intended to be a joke, his stress seeps into his tone. So much so that it jolts you, and you sit up alert on the bed. The fungi also stops its wiggling, as if mimicking you. He notes that, somewhere in the back of his mind.

“Tighnari! I um… this is, well I found… no I mean I got her from Port Ormos. There was an event and they let me keep her.” Your body is stiff as you attempt to explain the situation. Your words get all tied together, as if you were caught red-handed and were reaching for an excuse.

“I’m sorry if I startled you. Just relax and, well, let’s find this little fungi somewhere else to sit other than my side of the bed.” His tone is no longer taut, only tired, but he still gives you a gentle smile. You get up from the bed and walk over to where he is, the fungi following you. The two of you sit together on the couch, while the fungi twirls merrily on the rug.

“I think I understand the situation, but I’m sure you’re aware of the danger it poses. While it seems very tame now, it’s still a wild creature and can be unpredictable.” He glances between your gentle face and the energetic fungi while talking.

“I know… you’re right. Maybe we can watch it for a few days, and if it seems too unsafe or it’s unhappy we can release it.” You give him a hopeful smile, and since your argument is fairly sound, and he’s too tired to discuss it further, he agrees.

“We can spend more time with it tomorrow but for now, let’s get to bed.” You take Tighnari’s hand and lead him to bed, but he stops and looks at the fungi. It wiggles expectantly and he sighs. “Alright Jitterbug, I suppose you can come too.” He turns to follow you, but you just stand there in shock. Now it’s you being pulled along to bed as you laugh at the nickname and sudden fondness for the fungi. He smiles to himself seeing your joyful face, and he already feels all his stress melt away.

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Cyno:

“Cynooo! I’m hoooome!” You call into the empty entryway. Your voice is full of energy, but doubt creeps into your heart as your voice echos off the walls. It’s not unusual for you to arrive to an empty house, but you always call out just in case. You walk further in, a small dendro fungus hovering behind you. As you step into the living area you immediately freeze.

Cyno lays on his back, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm with an utterly peacful look on his face. Your heart dances at the adorable sight, but only for a moment as he seems to stir from your presence. He pushes himself up a bit and rubs a hand across his face. When he turns to you he smiles, and it fills you with warmth. With how early he gets up in the mornings, his sleepy face is a rare sight, but a beautiful one indeed.

“Oh hello dear, I guess I must have dozed off… and hello there fungus.” He sits himself fully upright on the couch, still waking up it seems. But he soon becomes fully alert.

“Wait… what am I saying?” His gaze drifts from your face to over your shoulder. “Wait! Behind you!” You just stand there and sigh.

“Are you awake now?” You giggle a bit when you see his baffled face.

“I- What?”

“This is our new pet! I got the little guy from an event in Port Ormos! If he behaves well we’ll keep him!” You beam at him while the fungus slowly emerges from behind your shoulder, curiously floating towards Cyno. He blinks at it.

“I’ve never given much thought to keeping pets, but if it’s with you I’m sure it will be fun.” You smile wider and do a little jump with joy, as if having won a prize. In all honesty, and it might only be because of his sleepy daze, you had expected him to deny the creature to even enter your home. When you refocus out of your thoughts you find him slightly poking the fungi, who doesn’t seem to mind, with a slight smile.

“We’re calling it Bud. Get it? Because it’s like a flower bud, but also a companion.” He grins and pats the fungus on the head. And while you’re glad they’re already getting along, you can’t help but sigh at your partner’s blunt humour.

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Alhaitham:

The sun casts a peach glow over the city and you walk hand in hand with the Akademiya’s scribe. A cool breeze blows, a sign on the oncoming night. You had surprised Alhaitham at his office just as his work ended, ready to walk him home.

“I have a surprise for you when we get home!” You grin, nearly unable to contain your excitment. You remind him of a pot about to boil over, but he refrains from pointing that out. He merely raises an eyebrow at you, ever the cynic.

“If it’s that Kaveh has finally moved out I’ll be over the moon,” he jokes. You lightly hit him, a slight pout on your face, which quickly changes into a devious grin.

“I suppose it does have something to do with roomates.” To this he finds a slight concern wash over him, but also you lean into him playfully he decides to trust you.

The sun is about to disappear beyond the horizon when you arrive home, and Alhaitham nervously unlocks the door. He instantly notices the lack of signs of Kaveh, and relaxes a little. Until you stand in front of him and call out ‘surprise!’ He shuts the door behind him then looks up, and is met face to face with a floating hydro fungi.

“Is this fungus.. the surprise?” His voice is questioning, reasonably so he would argue. But your grin doesn’t falter.

“Yes! I got her from an event in Port Ormos, so I suppose you can consider her your new roomate!” He stands and watches the fungi float around him, like it was checking him out. It strangely makes him feel out of place in his own home. A part of him wants to lecture you on the nature of fungi, and how they wouldn’t be suitable for keeping as housepets. But truthfully, he can’t think of much evidence to support that, seeing as there hasn’t been much, if any, research done on the subject. He looks back at you.

“Well?” You pry. Alhaitham perceives the slight falter of your smile, the way you seem to be holding together your enthusiasm, and he can’t help but feel his heart swell at your passion for this creature, and your desire for him to accept it into his home.

“I suppose it’s much favourable to that nosy architect. Say, maybe we should train it to pester Kaveh.” Suddenly he finds the idea of keeping a fungi quite intriguing.

“Hey! You can’t just use it for nefarious purposes!” You pout at him again, and he has to raise his hands in defeat. As he does, the hydro fungus nuzzles into his cheek and you laugh at his suddenly flustered expression. He pats it awkwardly before it floats back over to you, and you welcome it with a nuzzle and a warm smile. Maybe it’s not such a terrible idea after all.

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Nilou:

The lights at the Grand Bazaar just begin to turn on as the sky darkens. Their soft glow illuminates the stage, making it seem even more magical. Although evening has fallen, a crowd steadily forms, filling the Bazaar with chatter and life. Some people browse, while others just stand and chat, but your focus is solely on the graceful and lithe movements of Nilou’s dance.

It’s merely a practice, but since you finished your errands early you had to come see her. There was nowhere you’d rather be. The moment her dance ends time seems to stop, as she holds her elegant pose in the soft lights, looking ethereal. Then she relaxes, and her eyes find you. Her cheeks heat up and she appears ready to burst with both glee and fluster.

“You’re absolutely stunning, as always. I think I fell in love all over again! Craig loved it too!” You gush with rapture in your voice when she comes down to greet you. Her heart soars at your praises.

“Thank yo- who’s Craig? Did I miss something?” Her glee falters a little, replaced by puzzlement. You swallow, realizing your slip-up. Her gaze follows yours as you cast it to the ground, where a small geo fungus stands.

“Um, Nilou, meet Craig!” You smile sheepishly, finally bringing your eyes back to her. But she keeps staring at the lithic creature, watching curiously as it begins to roll around her feet before settling back beside you.

“A fungi?” She questions, and you begin to fear that this was a bad idea. With bated breath you wait as she intently observes it. Suddenly a smile spills across her face.

“He’s adorable! I didn’t know fungi could be so well behaved!” She giggles, and you feel your whole being relax at her enthusiasm. The creature begins to jump around too, excited by her positive tone.

“I was hoping we could look after him together, if you’d be alright with that.” She meets your gaze and beams brightly, her face nearly glowing.

“Of course! Ooh, maybe I can teach it to dance! It could join the theater!” She giggles again and latches onto your arm, settling herself into your embrace. The fungi leans itself into your leg too.

“It seems I might need to compete for your attention,” she says, noticing the fungi. You smile between the both of them, enjoying being surrounding by their affections. Nilou laughs as you struggle to give them exactly equal attention all the way home.

“Home sweet home,” you say once you finally arrive. The fungi and Nilou enter together, and it warms your heart seeing them already adjust to each other. But what warms it even more is how they both cuddle into you once you’ve settled into bed, and you can’t help but feel that this moment is the definition of contentment.

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