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enha-cafe · 5 months

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I <3 NERDS (c.s)

PAIRING: nerd! soobin x afab! reader SUMMARY: just y/n not expecting nerd! soobin to be a sex god inspired by this very long thought with @gyuthmics WARNINGS: smut, basically no plot, afab! reader, switch! reader, dom! soobin, big dick! soobin, oral (m rec.), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie (please it's soobin i can't not include it), usage of the words "slut", "baby", "good girl", snowballing, literally like one spank WORD COUNT: 1.7k

you thought playing around with the cute little nerd in your class would be funny. he was absolutely harmless, you thought, blushing whenever you made eye contact with him and always watching anime in the back of class. all you wanted was to make him your partner for the project and watch him get flustered at every moment. so now you're left wondering: is this really happening? are you really getting the best dick of your life from some guy who has openly said his favorite anime is bunny girl senpai? how did he manage to have you crying and screaming his name?

you remember how his cheeks and ears reddened when you invited him over to your place to "work on the project," when you just wanted to see how long it'd take before he'd beg for your pussy.

oh, how you've missed having someone to play with. you wore a low-cut tank and shorts, leaving little to the imagination. gently patting the spot on your bed, inviting him to sit beside you. relishing the way he stutters each time he looks to talk to you. constantly looking up at him with doe eyes, brushing your shoulder against his, and pushing your breasts into his arms. how badly you're just waiting for him to snap. look at you through those overgrown bangs and grovel for you to give him a sweet release.

he did break, just not in the way you were hoping.

it was a swift motion, with soobin taking you by the wrists and pinning you down. "well, someone is acting like a little slut today." never would you have thought this absolute nerd would have you at such a loss for words. those words make you have to take a pause and leave your mouth slightly agape. "what's wrong? cat got your tongue?" he says this, cocking his head to the side and chuckling.

you're completely lost as to who the man in front of you is; this isn't the nerd you were toying with all day. this is some sort of demon you decided to summon. "c'mon, baby, use your words. i know you want this; you've been messing with me all day. don't back out now." he says, staring into your eyes, and all you can do is let out a broken please. "that's what i like to hear," he says right before planting a kiss on your lips.

you're needy for him, and soobin can't help but chuckle. the way you try to grind down on his knee between your legs, he thinks it's cute how you're slowly becoming putty in his hands. he wants to—no, he needs to ruin you. he's having to hold himself back, and you can tell. for now, he's content with just the taste of you. moving his lips from yours to your neck, you can't help but let out a moan and squirm more. "you're absolutely insatiable; tell me what you want." you're not sure how, but he's already managed to make your head dizzy. "i need you—i need you inside me, please, soobin." you can feel him smile into your neck as you plead. "of course, baby, but i need something from you first." he says letting your wrists free and using his other hand to unbutton his jeans. "get on your knees and suck my cock like the slut you are."

you feel like a woman possessed by how quickly you get on your knees for him. staring up at him in anticipation and hoping he won't notice as you rub your thighs together. when he pulls his pants down, it almost hits you in the face, and you can't help but stare. he's huge. "soobin, you're going to break me." he nearly throws his head back and laughs, "i thought sluts like you were supposed to like big cocks. c'mon, don't be shy now. suck." his order sends a jolt of electricity down to your core.

opening your mouth, you try to take as much of him as possible, and what you can't, you wrap your hands around. bobbing your head up and down his cock, your eyes never leave him. the way his breathing becomes gradually more labored as he groans. his eyes are hungry as he looks at you. "good girl, i knew you could take me," he tells you, and you can feel your walls clench around nothing, and you can't help but moan around him. it's enough to make him curse and grab the back of your head. you can feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes as he pushes your head down. feeling his head hit the back of your throat and his cock twitch. you barely have a second before you feel hot cum spill down your throat.

soobin pulls you off his cock and places a hand under your chin. forcing you to stare up at him through those thick-rimmed glasses and overgrown fringe. he pulls you up to him and forces his lips on yours. swapping his cum between you before you finally decide to swallow it. "you're nasty," he says before giving you a light spank, making you let out a yelp. he grabs you by the hand and guides you back to the bed.

his eyes are blown with lust, and suddenly your clothes feel too hot for your skin. you're telling him to pull off your shorts as you tear your top off, and you're left in only your underwear. soobin is quick to start marking and playing with your breasts, telling you how perfect they are. feeling his right hand on your clothed core, you can't help but grind against it. he notices the way you grind on his hand and moves your panties to the side. watching how drenched you are, he decides to dip two of his long fingers inside you, and it has you reeling.

feeling his fingers inside your gummy walls is enough to have you screaming for him. he reaches places your pathetic fingers could never reach. he's so mean and fast with them too; the noises made by them are so lewd, you'd be embarrassed if you weren't enjoying it so much. you think you can't get enough of his fingers until he uses his thumb to circle your clit. the stimulation is so great that he has you chanting his name. his name is dripping like honey from your lips as you try your hardest not to cum. soobin knows you're close; how couldn't he? with your walls fluttering against his fingers and your thighs trembling. "it's okay, baby, you can let go for me," and it's almost as though that was the final piece of a puzzle. you're suddenly seeing stars, and your walls are convulsing around him as you cum.

"is that all you can take, or do you want more?" he asks you as if he doesn't already know your answer. without a second thought, you're screaming once more for him, "please, soobin, i need you inside of me—going insane—need your big cock inside me." you're so needy and desperate for him, it's borderline pathetic. "okay, let me just grab a condom," he says, going to get up, but you grab his arm, pulling him back in to stop him. "no, i need you raw." such a simple sentence, but it's enough to make his cock twitch. "you really are insatiable," and his lips dive back into yours.

as you kiss, you can feel him lining himself up with you, his large cockhead teasing your opening. moaning into the kiss and telling him to put it in already, only making him smile against your lips. when he slips into you, you swear you see heaven. the stretch like nothing you've ever felt before; he's so big, and he's already hitting you so deep. when he bottoms out, you're already grinding against him, begging him to move. soobin is more than happy to oblige, digging his fingers into your hips and slowly pulling out of you, only to ram back in.

you think he'd be rough with just that one thrust, but he continues to be hard and fast. as he thrusts his cock inside of you, you can't help but stare. he makes your head fuzzy, and all you can do is lay there and moan. feeling him lay his hand over your stomach and press down has you clenching around him, making him twitch deep inside you. "god, you're so tight, and you take me so well, like you were made for me," he says. all you can do is moan at his praises, making you teeter closer to the edge.

his groans sound like heaven, his glasses are foggy, and his fringe slightly hangs over them. you don't think you've ever seen anyone look hotter. you don't realize how long you've been staring until he says something like, "see something you like?" and in that moment, you realize you're drunk on him, and you don't ever want to get sober. he chuckles and gives you a smirk right before playing with your clit again. "i can feel the way you're clenching down on me; I know you're close." he's acting almost as if he isn't close, too. "please, soobin, i need to cum—need you to fill me up too, please, soobin." you punctuate your words by wrapping your legs around his waist.

his thrusts become sloppier, and his head falls into the crook of your neck. feeling his hot breath as he curses. "cum for me, y/n" it's not a request but an order. your legs tighten around him as you cum, locking him in as you let out loud moans while your body is wracked with pleasure. you barely get a second to recover before soobin's hot cum floods your insides. there's so much, and you don't think you've ever felt fuller than you do in this moment. after he slips out, you can feel his cum starting to dribble out of your hole.

your head is fuzzy, and you're barely coherent when soobin tells you he's going to grab something to clean you up. however, even with the burn in your legs, gasping for air, and cum spilling from your hole. you can't help but think there's no way this absolute sex god of a man is a damn nerd.

but god, you love nerds.

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scp230kinnie · 1 year

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I saw you opened your inbox🙏 I love your hatter hcs so I was wondering, could you make short relationship hcs for more of the characters? Like niragi or chishiya? Thx much

AHSHSHSH YESSS OFC

I present to you all

Alice in Borderland character relationship Headcanons

Part one

Warnings: possible Alice in Borderland spoilers ⚠️ mentions of death/blood (GN READER)

Genre: fluff

Characters: Arisu, Karube, Chota, Usagi, Chishiya, Niragi

Arisu Ryohei

He’s so cute I can’t even

He loves to hold your hands anywhere you go, no matter what you’re doing

I think his hands would be so cold. I mean you would think they would be sweaty or something cuz he’s always nervous but like still.

He does not care if anyone teases him about your little relationship

Gives you cute corny nicknames like Honey, sweetheart, or my love

His favorite place to kiss you is anywhere on your face. He just thinks you’re the cutest being ever.

He begs you to play video games with him All. The. Time.

When you agree to play with him he gets so excited

He’s pretty good so he goes easy on you

If he sees you in any of his clothes he blushes so hard

Love language is quality time

He would try so hard to keep you from Niragi

After the seven of hearts game, he probably would want you to join games with him, but he knows you probably should

Just stay with him and listen to his strategies in games and you will be fine.

He likes to think he knows what he’s doing in a relationship but he’s wrong

He is never jealous he doesn’t care

Daikichi Karube

Arm basically superglued over you shoulders at all times

He thinks your laugh is the most amazing thing ever he. It could be the last thing he ever heard and he would be happy

Favorite place to kiss is your lips, of course

Not a fan of when you was his clothes or jewelry but will get you your own and douse it with his cologne if you want

Love language is for sure also quality time

He will hold your hand but like in his pocket so your hand stays warm

He calls you “babe”. Unless you’re upset, then he would try to cheer you up by giving you increasingly more stupid nicknames until you laugh

Will beat up anyone for you

He doesn’t like it when you watch him get into fights, but he loves it when you help clean up his wounds

He would probs share cigarettes with you if you wanted him to

He likes it when you hang around at his bar

He probably doesn’t go to a barber, and would get you to cut his hair instead

He doesn’t care how it looks, he loves you regardless

Chota Segawa

This beautiful man is so cute

He is genuinely so touch deprived if you hug him for long/hard enough he will cry undoubtedly

His favorite part of your body is your face obviously he could stare at it forever

Favorite Place to kiss is your nose ❤️

If you wear any of his clothes he would probably scream honestly

He loves it when you two can just relax when he gets back from work

His love language is gift giving <3

If he finds something he thinks you might like he gets it immediately

He probably has no relationship experience so he wants to keep you forever

I don’t think he would actually give you a nickname, he would just use your name

His hands are also really cold and he has like a death grip on your hands when he holds them

He doesn’t really get jealous, just insecure. Like if somebody is flirting with you he is scared you will leave him for them

Random, but He doesn’t have a favorite song

He loves when you come visit him at work. If he gets in trouble, he just kinda brushes it off

He wants to hold you 25/8 even though he can’t

Overall I feel like he is really chill, but would do anything for you if you asked

Yuzuha Usagi

She’s amazing literally

She would convince you to work out and go on runs with her

Even if your not a morning person, she tries to convince you to come with her

She loves to protect you during games. She truly will try her best

She knows it might be hard for you to keep up with her, but she wants you to stay close to her, to keep you safe of course

Don’t wear her clothes lol she doesn’t like it that much but she wouldn’t tell you

If anything she likes to take your clothes

She likes to kiss your forehead ofc

Her love language is words of affirmation!! She absolutely loves dropping them randomly

She could talk to you about anything for hours. Even when she’s not talking, she lives to hear your voice.

She also loves your smile and laugh

She never shows it but she does get really jealous

Someone else starts flirting with you and she will start giving them dirty looks for the rest of the day

Her hands are so nice

Not really manicured but still just naturally pretty

She has a few cuts and callouses on her hands from mountain climbing tho

She lives when you like gently rub her shoulders when she’s stressed

She will for sure take you mountain climbing

Some place a little safer tho cuz she doesn’t want you to get hurt

Probably won’t give you a cute nickname, just a shortened version of your name (if you have one

Hc that she listens to 90s rock music

She gives amazing hugs no words at all

Shuntaro Chishiya

He’s so gorgeous

He’s not the most like open person ever but he tries his best with you

Doesn’t do PDA but in private he loves to just lay with you in silence

Warm hands I mean they’re always in his damn pockets

Favorite Place to kiss you is your forehead, but he likes getting them more

He likes when you play with his hair

He doesn’t like when you wear his clothes, but sometimes when he’s bored he will like spray some of his cologne (or whatever he uses) on you

He teases you so much it’s kinda cute

Kuina teases both of you 🙁

If you braid his hair he would like go crazy

His love language is quality time

During games he wants you to stay with him and listen to everything he says

He wants you to go along with his plans, and that means you have to be fine with some sacrificing

He’s not jealous but he doesn’t like when you talk to Niragi/ vice versa

He probably has his ears pierced

I think he knows how to play guitar

He lets you cut his hair (and help him re bleach it💀)

When he holds your hands, he also does the pocket thing

His main priority is making sure you’re safe

He doesn’t understand your humor im so sorry

Lmao do his eyeliner he loves it

Suguru Niragi

Okay let’s pretend he didn’t do all that stuff for a hot minute

Let’s also pretend he wasn’t literally lit on fire and thrown off a building

Always has an arm over your shoulders or waste at any point

He would actually kill for you, like no joke

He gets extremely jealous and literally tried to kill anyone who looks at you the wrong way

His favorite Place to kiss you is your neck

He doesn’t really have a love language, more or less just does whatever

If you don’t wear his clothes on your own, he will probably like ask you to (he’s not asking, he’s demanding)

If you let him, he would give you piercings

He doesn’t hold your hands or show very much PDA, he thinks it makes him seem weaker and more vulnerable

He’ll teach you how to shoot a gun

Gives the worst nicknames every in srs

Calls you like “bitch” or something (in a loving way)

He teases you so bad

During the witch hunt he would get you to join his team or whatever it was

Like everyone else, he does his best to protect you during games

His hands are really rough but they’re still nice

It might not seem like it, but he hates getting into fights with you, especially when he knows he’s wrong but he could never admit it

If you beg for long enough I like to think he would let you put eyeliner on him if you make it look good (I want to see it tbh)

You make him want to be a better person

Alright that’s it thanks for reading guys

Let me know who you want in part two, and I’ll maybe even do a part 3

Sorry if it was cringe I was bored and in class lol

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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Creepypastas of your choice with a mysterious reader that has been with slender man the longest/was the first creepypasta

eyeless jack, laughing jack, slenderman, and jeff x reader who was the first creepypasta/has been with slenderman the longest!

NOTE that jeffs part is written as platonic since im still not comfortable writing romance for him, but the other two can be seen as either or! eyeless jack was chosen thanks to the admin personally hcing that eyeless jack and slenderman have beef over living in the same woods, laughing jack was picked because haha funny clown who is also old as shit reader is implied to be nonhuman, to explain how theyve been around for so long so! admin headcannons that zalgo was the one who made all the non-human creepypastas and they may or may not come into play here that aside, hope you enjoy!

EYELESS JACK:

now he doesnt want to control who you hang out and who you dont hang out with... however ej isnt all the keen on the fact that you sometimes hang out with the tall lanky forest demon.. but he holds his tongue. their basic beef is that they mostly fight over space; slenderman is possessive over his woods, and ej fled to the woods after he started eating flesh to live as a hermit... is a little suspicious on how you seem to know so much about the curse-thing that turned from from a human to a man eating monster.. though lets up if you open up about things (cough cough zalgos role in everything cough cough) soooo.... as for actual relationship stuff? honestly as long as you dont bring slenderman around you guys have a pretty solid relationship! especially since you know so much of whats going on you kind of fill him in on a bunch of stuff.. like how people fill in the new guy at work about the drama and lore of the workplace, you know? is a relieved that youre not exactly human, so a lot of his worry of accidentally attacking you while in one of his feral blood frenzy things is minimal... sits.. tension in the beginning that melts as time passes and explanations are given, you know?

LAUGHING JACK:

honestly hes just happy to have someone whos not super young compared to him/was there to see what was going on at least a century ago.. or more (fandom wiki says origin story takes place in 1800s, jack is OOOOOOOLLLD) so its nice having someone he can talk to about stuff from the past. and to joke about stuff from the past... and to have someone actually. GET IT. you know? really strengthens your bond, as well as reassures him that youre likely not going to die anytime soon due to your mortality... i always think about that stuff for immortal characters/characters who can technically outlive everyone, especially for jack since i feel he has abandonment issues... shrugs... you guys probably exchange tips and tricks for loads of things. just two old people in love but they both act like reckless young adults (assuming reader matches his energy). has no huge thoughts or opinions on slenderman since i dont think they would interact often :0

SLENDERMAN:

i mean i think it would be a given that you guys, against all odds, have stuck together and grown close. slenderman is reclusive, very much so. i mention that eyeless jack is a hermit, so naturally ej doesnt connect with many people. but slenderman takes that to a whole new level. i mean he barely even interacts with his proxies (still dont know how im going to write toby, masky, and hoodie. esp masky n hoodie since... theres the creepypasta/marble hornets thing.. shrugs... thats a problem for future admin)

so consider this a huge victory that he hasnt gotten rid of you in some way and has instead let you into his.. well i was about to say heart but i dont think zalgo considered giving him one when it was creating him.. though.. it is nice to have someone just as ancient as him, makes it easier to relate to people AND youre also a creature like him, made from zalgo? even more ability to relate to you.. though its a very quiet dynamic, slenderman isnt much of a talker so i hope you dont mind carrying conversations!

JEFF THE KILLER:

pushing once again that this segment is strictly platonic since admin isnt comfy with writing romantic for jeff so they just had an interesting idea for him!

very similar to eyeless jacks bit where you fill him in one a bunch of lore and how things work, as well as filling him in on the teeny tiny detail that demons and monsters exist. jeff is a little different in admins au/hc, since he kind of just. exists rather than being created explicitly to cause issues + hes new to the being a creepypasta thing (if you can call being on the run and being off the grid for the past decade or so new, admin is working on timeline stuff </3) (new in comparison to the other characters hush hush) so a lot of your dynamic is filling him in on things as well as perhaps even offering some sort of guidance in how to actually go about interacting with these creatures that he know.. just has access to.. torn between dad slenderman because hes not TOTALLY evil and cold in admins interpretation, but also that one jeff the killer vs slenderman fall out boy video lives rent free in his head. the beef would be insane, honestly... jeff doesnt have much of a sound idea outside of you being more of a guidance figure for him... person with their nonhuman guide my favorite trope that needs to be in more stuff especially in horror media where the characters are antagonists and shit

#creepypasta x you #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack x reader #laughing jack x reader #slenderman x reader #jeff the killer x reader #eyeless jack x you #laughing jack x you #slenderman x you #jeff the killer x you

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life-winners-liveblog · 3 months

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Watching Last Life- session 7

Part 5

Pearl: Rest in pieces Skizz.

Martyn: Well thats one less red highlighter to burn my eyes.

Grian: It has been 1 minute since Jimmy died and there are now 3 deads.

Scott: I told you, It's time for chaos.

Pearl: What's with the shadow thing by the way?

Scott: It's a Ren and Martyn thing I wouldn't question it too much.

~~~~~

Grian: Well I guess the shadowlands base is no longer a safe space.

Martyn: There are no safe spaces in the life games in the end...

Grian: ... Yeah.

~~~~~

Scar: Oh! Oh! Is that someone hiding in the river?

Scott: Yeah, Lizzie was a distraction. I am not sure if she was on purpose but she was.

Pearl: There is so much happening, It's exciting!

Grian: Yeah...maybe a bit too muc-

*the withering heights advancement*

Scar: Withering heights? thats the wither one, right?

Grian: They spawned a wither!?

Scott: My version of you did, yeah.

Martyn: Well, this is going to be entertaining.

~~~~~

Grian: You killed Impulse?

Scott: Yeah?

Grian: Like perma killed?

Scott: I did...yes...

Grian: Huh...

Scott: Is everything alright Grian?

Grian: Oh yeah I'm fine, don't worry about it.

~~~~~

Grian: Scott do you know if a red life could still give lives?

Scott: I don't think so? I'm not sure actually nobody really tried that...but why would they?

Grian: Well if you a red life about to die wouldn't it make sense to use the command to give your life to one of your allies?

Pearl: But that would require the time to write it down wouldn't it? And if you have the time you are going to use it to escape...

Grian: What about using the life system to avoid the boogeyman?

Scott: How?

Grian: You give all your lifes to an ally until you are on red, no lives are taken if you have failed and then you can just get them back.

Scar: Using the mechanics against the mechanics? That sounds like a fun idea!

Pearl: Of course it does, It's basically scamming the universe.

Scar: Hey!

Martyn: You would need to trust your teammate to give you back your lives, if they don't you are fucked.

Grian: Well yeah, of course.

~~~~~

Scott: And thats it for session 7.

Scar: Oh already?

Martyn: Finally!

Pearl: Guessing next session is the last?

Scott: Oh no, It's the one after surprisingly.

Grian: Wait, really? That's a lot of time seeing how many people are already dead.

First

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dimlylittorch · 4 months

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Random Headcanons: Edition 4

could really use some comfort from my cod boys, so this is just going to be difficult self indulgent fluff scenarios (depressed!college-student!reader)

Featuring: John Price, Simon Ghost Riley, Johnny Soap MacTavish, Kyle Gaz Garrick

My Masterlist🌱

Warnings: Angst

(depression, poor hygiene due to depression, slight mentions of nudity, mentions of puking, overall mentions of poor mental health)

John Price:

You were home for Christmas break, and the seasonal depression had hit you pretty hard. Of course John still had work, so you didn’t see much of him except at night. The daylight was short, but the days still felt far too long. Everything was exhausting, even the basics like chores or showering. You’re curled up on the couch in a ball, snug as a bug in a rug, waiting for John to come home. He didn’t exactly make everything better, but he was a much needed comfort. You hear the door unlock and you consider sitting up, but you decide you hardly have the energy to. You sigh softly, snuggling your face deeper into the pillow you were resting on instead. You listen to John’s boots walk on the hard floor, setting his keys down on the counter. ‘Love?’ He calls out gently when he sees you. ‘I brought you dinner..’ He adds. You nod faintly, and he walks over, sitting on the coffee table so he can get a good look at you. ‘It’s bad again?’ He asks softly, leaning down to rest his forehead against yours. You hum in confirmation, looking up into his eyes. ‘I don’t feel like myself anymore.’ You whisper shakily, voice wavering from lack of use. He sighs a little, a small frown forming on his lips. ‘A lot may change.. but you’ll always be mine.’ He whispers faintly into your ear before kissing your forehead. His words make you crack a small smile, something that didn’t happen often when he wasn’t around. ‘John.. can you hold me?’ Your small voice murmurs out. He smiles knowingly, moving onto the couch and slipping behind you, wrapping his strong arm around your waist. ‘You’ll be okay.. you’ll be okay.’ He hums into your ear as you close your eyes, finally feeling safe.

Simon Ghost Riley:

Simon had moved closer to your college campus, just so he could be with you. Just so you wouldn’t have to live in a dorm with someone else, and he could have you all to his self. He was home from work for a few days, having just gotten back from a mission. He was cozied up in your shared bed, soft lamp light highlighting his face in the dark room. He hears the front door open and a soft smile crosses his lips. ‘In here love.’ He calls out gently. Normally you’d respond with your sweet voice, quickly coming into the room to cuddle up with him. But tonight.. he didn’t hear a response. He listens for you, setting his phone aside and pulling back the covers. ‘Love?’ He murmurs faintly into the dark room. He tentatively slips out of bed, silently walking into the living area. He glances around, not seeing you anywhere. His body stills, starting to feel a panic grow inside of him. He looks around quickly, and finally he sees you on the floor of the kitchen, head resting on your bent knees. He pads over, crouching down in front of you. ‘Y/n? What’s wrong baby- what happened?’ He whispers softly, tone laced with worry. You sniff softly, lifting your head and wiping your eyes with the heel of your hand. ‘M’sorry. Should’ve come to bed.’ You murmur softly, eyes not meeting his. He quickly puts his hands on your knees, rubbing down your thighs comfortingly. ‘No, baby- don’t worry about that.’ He says softly, leaning forward and kissing your forehead. ‘Just a really.. really bad day, Si.’ Your soft voice murmurs. He slips his arms around you, pulling you into his lap. ‘S’okay love. I’m here.. you’re okay.’ He whispers into your ear lovingly, resting his forehead against yours.

Johnny Soap MacTavish:

You and Johnny hadn’t been dating long enough to move in together yet, so you still stayed in your college dorm. He tried to visit you as much as he could, but he loved it when you would come stay with him for a few days. He’d drive you to class, take you to lunch.. he loved taking care of you. One day, you’re not answering your texts. He keeps sending a few more, wondering if you’re just busy with your schoolwork.. after it’s been a while, he decides to just go over to your dorm and check on you. He knocks on your dorm firmly, knowing your roommate had decided to move out, so you had the dorm to yourself. ‘Sweetheart?’ He calls out softly. ‘It’s Johnny.. can you let me in, baby?’ He murmurs. You had been going through a rough patch lately. You hadn’t showered in a while, and you were eating less. You sigh softly, slipping out of bed and opening the door. You hadn’t bothered to look at yourself for a few days. ‘Sorry Johnny.’ You whisper softly, eyes downcast. His eyes immediately widen when he sees you, and he slips inside, closing the door. He cups your cheeks, feeling how dry your skin is. ‘Baby..’ he whispers as he scans over your features, noticing your matted hair, tired eyes and probably dirty clothes. You feel yourself tearing up, completely embarrassed at being unable to care for yourself. You think he’ll call you disgusting- that he’ll leave.. but he just pulls you into a hug. ‘How about we get a shower, hm?’ He whispers sweetly into your ear, kissing your neck gently. He leads you into the bathroom, helping you strip. He does the same, both of you standing under the warm water of the shower as he grabs your soap, lathering you up. ‘It’s okay to need help’ he murmurs softly as he starts to gently scrub your scalp. You sigh softly, slipping your hands around his waist and hugging him gently. He smiles to himself, kissing your forehead. ‘I’ll always be here to clean my baby up.’

Kyle Gaz Garrick:

It was finals week, and the stress was eating you alive. You’d already taken one or two of your tests, anxiously waiting to figure out what you got, and you were still killing yourself prepping for the remaining ones. It had been a hard semester, let alone a hard week. You were on the verge of ripping your hair out as you tried to keep up. Kyle told you he’d be home early tonight and that you could stay with him in his apartment if you wanted to. You decided you needed a break.. you deserved one, after all. You head over to his apartment, hugging him the second he lets you in. ‘There’s my lovie’ he muses sweetly, kissing the top of your head. You kiss his jaw tiredly, snuggling into his embrace. ‘I’ve missed you.’ You whisper weakly into his ear. ‘We need to get you to bed, baby..’ he smiles. He leads you over to his bedroom, helping you change into some comfier clothes you kept at his place. ‘Want anything to eat?’ He asks softly, kissing your forehead. ‘Have you had dinner?’ You hadn’t eaten in a while.. and quite frankly, you didn’t want to. It felt so exhausting- and nothing ever tasted good anymore. ‘I ate already’ you lie through your teeth with a sweet, tired smile. He ruffles your hair slightly, looking a little concerned. ‘Okay, lovie.’ He murmurs, walking over to the bathroom. ‘I’m going to shower.. let me know if you need anything.’ He calls out from the bathroom. You lay back on the bed with a sigh, closing your eyes. A few minutes later, you start to feel your stomach act up. You sit up gently, walking into the bathroom, trying to be quiet as you sit by the toilet, feeling nauseous. ‘Baby? Did you want to join me?’ Kyle asks from the shower. Suddenly your head feels heavy, and you lean over the toilet bowl, puking into it. He immediately pulls back the shower curtain, seeing you on the floor as you groan softly, eyes closed. He sees how sick you really are and he sits down with you, rubbing your back. ‘Hey- hey, hey, hey, it’s okay’ he whispers quickly, clearly a little panicked. ‘When’s the last time you ate?’ He asks. You shake your head no, not feeling well enough to speak without risking puking again. He gets the message- it’s been too long. ‘I’ll make you something’ he sighs softly, kissing your forehead. ‘I’ll make sure i take better care of you from now on, baby- and that you take better care of you too.’

Hope you guys enjoyed!! And if you relate to any of these scenarios, please know that depression and mental illness are really hard things to handle on your own. Always reach out for help if possible- things will get better <3

My asks are always open, as are tips! Hope you all have a great day/night :D

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jazeswhbhaven · 2 months

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Just Another Day in Hades...(Requiem of the Survivors Event React I)

Hey hey everyone, we've got a fresh new event featuring our Hades bois!! We get a healthy dose of each noble, and seeing how they interact is quite amusing, just like how it was watching how our Avisos bois interact. It seems to me for their dynamic, our bois tolerate each other more than enjoy each other's company as they're too focused on living their lives for Leviathan (except for Glas who is literally trying to overthrow him but waiting for the right moment) But let's dive in because there's much to discuss regarding Levithan's lore and our eerily adorable Orias. (seriously he's like a doll, which they do describe him like that in the event story)

You know the drill lovelies, grab a snick snack, get comfortable, let's read my bullshit rambles while summarizing this thing. ( ˘▽˘)っ♨

First I wanna touch on how Glas and Foras are on patrol, (Hades looks so pretty btw) and he's just like hahahhaaha angels asses getting poke Foras how about that?

Foras goes to point out like matter of factly that whatever he's talking about isn't supposed to be used that way and Glas is like things are fully meant to be used for other purposes that's how you know it's good (basically how I took it) and Foras is 100% done with him lol So far their dynamic is "this is my annoying coworker that I must tolerate all the love of my boss"

Like foreal. Foras is a fan boy of Levi, just like Amon is a fanboy of Beel. OH and since it's a rainy day in Hades, Barbatos is hiding away in his coffin because he prefers sunny days (my sunshine, he's so particular, i'd cuddle with him in his coffin) And since it's about to rain again fucking Glas starts fucking around with Foras again

No, he wasn't wanting to hang out with him or being nice, he was calling Foras "small" compared to his more spacious coffin. He was really egging him on to get mad and start a fight, but Foras chills out and this bothers Glas. Lol And then there's a slurping noise, and Foras immediately is like "Glas wtf stop it." and Glas foreal wasn't doing anything this time, but-

This little dude shows up, our blood thirsty Orias.

So it's revealed here that Orias is taking apart an angel so he can eat the soul, which is a glowing orb of light. This glowing orb is edible...

Edible you say....

ANYWAYS different fandom cameo (inner joke for those who know)

And thus why I brought up Geto in the first place my lovelies. Exactly why. (if you don't get it, Geto is from JJK and swallows cursed souls and they're this huge ass orb he just eats who no gag reflex)

But a little before this, Foras and Glas are not happy to see Orias. At all. Turns out these two hate him, because he keeps trying to come after Leviathan's soul. Orias had originally been teasing with Foras saying that he probably hoped he wasn't gonna come back at all after being gone for so long (huh wonder if he's been out killing angels)

So every time he eats an angel orb, he gets even younger. So what I can already tell is that he's obsessed with being younger, so while he looks like a child, he's really thousands of years old (guesstimating because devils and angels have been around a long ass time in this universe)

Pit stop on Orias for a moment, but the more they describe him in the story, the more I'm convinced that while his design is cute, love his jewelry, he does appear very childlike. And we run into the entire Stolas thing again, however, Orias looks much younger than Stolas (to me anyway and his body is boyish too, this is explained in the story that he's smaller in stature as well) While I understand this is more of appearance, some of his mannerisms are even childish, the tantrums, the pouting, the whining (which come with age regression so I do think they hit that point pretty well)

SO after all that with Foras and Glas meeting Orias, they go to warn Levi about it, who's really blah blah blah whatever because he doesn't care about it too much. The other subjects though are rattled to hell,

And here he is, Orias making his grand entrance just bolding stating and asking for Levi's soul.

And Levi being the way he is lol

Just, no hanging, no punishment for Orias. Just a simple No.

I'm not gonna lie this was a surprise for me on Leviathan's attitude and character. Normally he's so abrasive and here he's being...hm? Soft...kinda like Solomon had a point in Chapter 5.

See? Orias has a noose and Levi doesn't even bother to use it. He's strangling a random subject that demanded Orias be punished (he was stupid to even speak he knows how Levi is lol)

So they explain how every devil wears a noose because it's a symbol of everyone's loyalty to Leviathan and that their lives belong to him in so other words. Live for Levi. Die by Levi. (why does this sound like a cult /hj)

Orias is an exception to this rule though. Leviathan is even having a small chat with Orias as if he never said what he said and he warns him about eating too many souls but Orias being himself, he can't get enough.

Also revealed that Orias is possibly older than Levi. They never really confirm his age btw but there's more lore about their history and dynamic here in a bit.

And it's brought up once more that Levi is lenient on Orias even after he's been so blunt and rude basically.

So some lore here! (so this is much faster to screenshot this instead of each indiv. screenshot lmao idky i didn't do this before)

in short Orias is a special cookie and has like VIP access to Levi's more chilled behavior. At first I didn't really understand that until I kept on with the story. But Levi is sending Orias off on a errand and he promises he can eat as many souls if he does it, but Orias only wants one thing...and well Levi just lies to him about promising a chance

And with that, Orias is off to do his errand but I honestly don't think he trusts that Levi says what he says. That and it's a known thing that some devils are capable of lying and that's because these two hold a special loophole.

but we'll get to that later.

MY SUNSHINE MY LIGHT MY BOUNCY BOO. give me that full body sprite dammit *foams at the mouth*

Barbatos enters the chat! Our lovely sun devil is out in the semi-nude today because there's more sun. He literally stayed in his coffin all day because it was raining. I find that he and I are polar opposites on that front because I hate sunny days (where I live it's humid, not dry so the heat during the spring and summer is unbearable) I don't even like rainy days here unless it's like in the 60s and raining because at least it's not that damp, hot rain. ANYWAYS Foras btw was asking Barb who he was talking to and Barb is like THE SUN DUH <3 he speaks to her with his body and I think that's the cutest thing.

Ooop. Glas is a hater I see. It makes me wonder if he just doesn't like seeing Barb naked because he's too positive and bright about it. Barb even annoys Glas more by saying he loves being naked and Glas having these reactions to him doing so makes him laugh and more happy that he's being honest about his feelings. Oh Barb, i love u.

But yeah after he's basically telling the two emo bois in front of him what's up, Foras lets him know Orias is back and well...

Glas tells him (again) to put him clothes on and his freaking vines turn into clothing. That's dope.

Barb saying fuck unprompted on main?

s a y it s l o w e r

(not me flirting with him during a srs moment, help)

Glas makes an observation that Orias may be that great of a devil if Barb doesn't even like him.

A lover huh? After you're done with loving the sun Barb, save your love for me I am hopeless, I need you to make me a bed of rose petals in your coffin and I'll sit in them (if I can fight through my issue with touching plants T_T)

Foras calls him out on that statement and I love his energy. Foras is that devil. That guy. He literally does not give a single fuck about it. (Unless it's MC he cares about what they think and Levi) Barb respects Orias in his own way. Meaning he don't respect him at all lmao be fr right now. But n o rlly he does explain why he has his own view. Orias is a good ally, and that if Levi sees him so highly then he must be alright in some way. Foras agrees that Levi doesn't make mistakes so that must be true.

But Glas comes in with the reality check. He doesn't trust him. He says everyone is pretty much blinded by Orias's appearance as being innocent.

He brings up the fact that he's literally trying to kill Levi, and he's older than him, might even be older than Luci. (interesting...) And the three of them just start arguing about who's right, and if Orias is really that bad or if Glas is just being weird again and gloomy and trying to start shit but it is mostly Glas starting shit so-

And low and behold all of them get strung up because Levi's ears were burning (not literally he just knew they were talking shit about someone else when he's not there to hear about it) see I told you all he'd just come by and be like "i heard you were talking shit...not in my palace you won't"

lol

Because Levi was jealous about them talking about Orias, all three of them get blasted with his energy and now they're jealous thinking why the fuck is Orias always spared but we can't catch a break. Levi finds this amusing so he stops punishing them. And Glas is quite perturbed because Levi goes right over to him and tells him he was doing too much. Glas challenges Levi on that and wants to know why it's them that gets punished when they've served Levi for years. Orias shows up and he acts the way he does and suddenly he's the majesty's bestie now or whatever.

As we see here, Levi is just really amused by all of this he doesn't even care of what Glas even said. It's pretty much him being like "oh look at the giant devil whining about not being my favorite. cute"

Levi asks Glas before we get here "who's the only other that can doubt and lie like I can?" No one can answer that but Levi explains that it's Orias and why. He was raised at the same 'farm' as him in heaven. BIG LORE STUFF. So it's confirmed that Orias and Levi know each other on another level. Our Hades bois are excited to hear more about their majesty's past because it was rare for any of the nobles to really know stuff like that, especially in levi's case. AND this is a great stopping point for part 1!!! See you all in part 2 ^^

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb spoilers #whb leviathan #whb event #whb orias #whb hades bois 💜#this event was also lore heavy goodness

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loveroftoomanyfandoms · 4 days

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That Summer, Chapter 2

Pairing: Frank Castle x F!Reader

Rating: M

Story Summary: Frank Castle has been on the move ever since he "retired" as The Punisher after finding out the truth about his family's murder and handing his former best friend, Billy Russo, off to the Feds.

With his new identity as Pete Castiglione, Frank decides to settle down in a small town in Iowa, where he finds employment as a farmhand/handyman for you, a widow who's struggling to keep your farm running by yourself after the untimely death of your husband a year prior.

As Frank grows closer to you, his past -- and true identity -- begin to catch up with him, putting his chance of finding peace -- and both of your lives -- at risk.

Warnings/Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, smut in future chapters

Word Count: ~2400

A/N: Thank you to everyone who read, liked, reblogged, and/or commented on chapter 1! If you'd like to be tagged in this, please let me know!

Taglist: @danzer8705 @carolinaxvz @thepunisherfrankcastle @eddieslooneymoonie @kezibear

“Thank you for lunch,” Frank said half an hour later as he finished his sandwich and chips. “I certainly appreciate it.”

You nodded then stood and picked up your and Frank's plates. “It's nothing fancy but it's really all I ever have time for during the day.”

Frank shook his head. “No, it was great, really.”

He stood as well. “If you show me where the boards are for the fence I'll go ahead and get started on that.”

You walked over to the sink. “Sure, just give me a second to wash these plates.”

Frank nodded. “Mind if I use your bathroom then?”

You shook your head. “Go right ahead. Guest bathroom is in the front entryway on your right.”

“Thank you, ma'am.” Frank went to the bathroom and relieved himself before moving to the sink to wash his hands.

He looked up at himself in the mirror. He had grown his hair and beard out while he had been on the road, but it would be time for a cut and shave soon.

He returned to the kitchen, where you were once again looking wistfully out of the window.

You hadn't seemed to notice Frank's presence, so he took a moment to study you. The sunlight filtering in through the window gave you an ethereal glow despite the sadness on your face. She's beautiful.

He couldn't deny that he found you attractive -- even though he had only known you for a few hours he could tell that you were a kind and caring yet determined and hard-working woman.

He cleared his throat. “All set.”

You turned from the window and looked over at him, a small smile crossing your lips. “Okay, great. Here, I'll show you where I keep the extra lumber.”

The two of you put your boots back on and headed back outside, Canine Frank following behind you. “Tom had just put that fence up about a year and a half ago,” you said as the two of you walked towards a storage shed next to the barn. “So I don't understand how it can be in such bad shape already.”

Frank was pretty sure he knew the reason, but didn't want to say it until he had confirmed it. “The boards have been rotting really fast, huh?”

You nodded as you opened the shed door. “Yeah.”

Frank walked in and picked up a board. Just as I thought. Pine. “That’s because you're not using a strong enough wood.”

He turned to you. “These are pine boards, which is a cheaper option for fencing, but also really soft – moisture’ll get in pine and rot it very quickly, especially during the winter. And on top of that, these boards haven't been pressure-treated, which is just making them rot even faster.”

Your shoulders slumped. “So basically what you're saying is that I should go ahead and replace the entire fence.”

Frank nodded. “I can replace the currently broken posts and rails if you want, but you're just going to keep having the same problem and will eventually have to replace the whole thing sooner rather than later anyway.”

“So what wood do you suggest?”

“Oak, which'll probably cost you more in lumber now but will last you years longer and need way less maintenance since it's a much harder wood.”

You sighed. “Okay. Let me check with my lumber supplier and see how much it would cost me to replace the entire thing.”

Frank nodded. “In the meantime I'll start on getting that tractor fixed for you. What's been going on with it?”

“About two months ago I was hauling a bale of hay in for the horses and the damn thing just sputtered and quit on me right where it sits.” You shook your head. “Couldn't get it started back up and I haven't had time to take it to get looked at. Just too much to do around here.”

You pulled a key out of your pocket and handed it to him. “If you need me I'll be over at the chicken coop.”

Frank walked over to the tractor and raised the hood. I should check the oil and gas first before I try to start it since it's been sitting.

Both looked free of water and debris, so he began to inspect the other parts. Spark plugs look good, but the carburetor could use a cleaning.

Frank walked over to the barn and grabbed a couple of tools, then went back over to clean the carburetor. Nope, that wasn't it.

Next he tried testing the battery. That’s fine too.

He was beginning to suspect that it was something with the fuel system based on the way the tractor had been trying but failing to start, so he checked the fuel line and filter next. No, not those either.

“Any luck?”

Frank turned as you appeared behind him carrying a large wicker basket of eggs, Canine Frank trailing behind you. “Not yet, but I’ve narrowed it down to something to do with the fuel system. Can you come try to start it for me so I can check something?”

You nodded and set the basket down. “Sure.”

Frank went back to the front of the tractor while you climbed onto the seat. “Okay, go ahead,” he said.

Frank looked over the engine as you attempted to start the tractor up. Aha. “Okay , I think I know what the problem is. It looks like the lever that controls the fuel level is jammed.”

He looked over at you. “Got any WD-40 or something like that?”

“Yeah, just a second.”

You climbed down from the tractor and walked back to the shed where you kept the fence lumber, then came back with a can of WD-40. “Here you go.”

“Thanks.” Frank sprayed a bit on the stuck lever, then carefully worked a flathead screwdriver into it to help loosen it up.

He lowered the hood of the tractor and peered over it at you. “Try starting it again.”

You got on the tractor once again and turned the key, a wide grin spreading across your face when it started right up. “It worked!”

Frank closed the hood. “I also cleaned the carburetor and tested the battery, and the oil and gas looked fine so it should be good as new.”

You nodded, a look of relief on your face. “You’re amazing. Thank you so much.”

Frank shrugged and wiped the sweat off his brow with the back of his arm. “Ah, not a problem.”

You cut the tractor off and climbed down as a loud mooing sounded from the barn. “The cows are starting to get restless, so how about I get these eggs put away then show you how to do the milking?”

Frank nodded. “Sounds good.”

“Alright then. Give me just a minute.”

As you picked up the basket of eggs and headed back over to the main house, Frank walked over to the spigot connected to the barn to wash the dirt and grime off of his hands.

You came back a minute later with two large metal buckets. “Okay, I'm ready.”

Frank opened the now-easily sliding barn door for you. “After you.”

He followed you to where the cows were kept.

You set one of the buckets down and grabbed a nearby stool. “I usually start with Clarabelle. She gets fussy if she has to wait too long.”

Frank chuckled. “I bet it's not easy milking a fussy cow.”

You shook your head, a small smile on your lips as you opened Clarabelle's stall and headed inside. “It’s not too difficult. Clarabelle is just a bit of a diva.”

You set the stool and bucket down and gave Clarabelle a gentle pat on her nose. “Aren’t ya, Miss Clara, my sweet girl?”

Clarabelle blinked her soulful brown eyes and nuzzled your hand, as if to say, who, me?

Frank smiled. “Diva or not, she clearly loves you.”

“I love her too.” You glanced at Frank. “This farm is all I have, so it's important that all of my animals are happy and well taken care of.”

Frank nodded. Message received. “I'll take care of them as if they were my own, I promise.”

“Good.” You adjusted the stool and sat. “Now, let me show you how to milk the cows.”

You took a damp washcloth out of the bucket. “I sell milk, butter, honey, and eggs at the farmer's market on Saturdays, so it's extremely important to follow state safety regulations for the production and sale of raw milk.”

You carefully wiped Clarabelle's udder then set the washcloth on your lap. “The first step is to clean the cow's udder so that nothing that isn't milk gets in the bucket then to use an udder balm to make sure you're not hurting her.”

Frank nodded. “Got it.”

You rubbed some cream from a small jar onto Clarabelle's udder then took her teats in your hands. “Then we pre-milk her a couple of times just to make sure that there's no dirt or debris in her milk ducts.”

Frank watched as you gently squeezed and pulled down on Clarabelle's teats, releasing a stream of milk from each group.

You set the bucket under Clarabelle. “Then we just set the bucket down and get to milking.”

You squeezed a few streams of milk into the bucket. “Want to try?”

Frank nodded. “Sure.”

He switched places with you and took hold of Clarabelle's teats. “Like this?”

You shook your head and knelt down beside him. “Little higher up.”

Frank took a deep breath as you took his hands in your smaller ones. You smelled of clean sweat and soap and something else Frank couldn't quite identify, but liked.

Your grip slightly tightened on Frank's hands. “Then you just pull and squeeze, like this.”

You guided Frank in milking Clarabelle for a few moments, then let go to let him try to milk her on his own. “Good job. You're a natural.”

You reached up and patted Clarabelle on her rump. “And you are being such a good girl today, sweetheart. You definitely deserve a treat for being so patient.”

“How do I know when she's done?” Frank asked. “She'll just stop producing milk?”

“Her udder will be a lot flatter and she'll seem more comfortable,” you replied. “Once you're done with her, give her a carrot from the bag on the front of her stall, then if you don't mind, could you move on to Daisy and milk her then give her a carrot as well? I'll get the other three.”

Frank nodded again, keeping his attention on milking instead of looking at you. “No problem.”

You stood. “Thanks. If you need any help I'll be right over here.”

You took the other bucket and moved down a few stalls, talking softly to Lulu before opening the stall door and heading inside.

Frank finished milking Clarabelle then gave her a carrot before moving on to Daisy’s stall.

Daisy looked over at Frank as he entered and moved over to the wall, turning sideways so he could get to her udder easily.

Frank chuckled. “You know the drill, huh girl?”

He set the stool down and gave Daisy a gentle pat on her side. “Good girl. You're gonna make this easy for me, aren't ya?”

Daisy ‘moo’ed in response.

Frank cleaned Daisy's udder and applied a bit of cream before making sure her milk ducts were clear. “Okay, let's get you milked.”

He milked Daisy and gave her a post-milking carrot, then headed over to the other stalls to find you. “I'm all done.”

You peered around Millie at him. “Great!”

You looked at your watch. “Since you got that tractor back up and running for me I'm gonna bottle up this milk then get the grass cut. Why don't you go ahead and knock off for the evening, take a shower and relax a bit before supper?”

Frank rubbed the back of his neck. “In that case, I might go ahead and head into town, pick up a few groceries.”

“Okay.” You patted Millie’s side and stood. “Just so you know, you’re welcome to any of the goods we produce or harvest. No point in having to buy them from the store when they're readily available here.”

Frank nodded, mentally taking milk, butter, eggs, and honey off of his grocery list. “I appreciate that.”

“I'll get some stuff packed up for you to bring back to the cabin tonight after supper.”

“Sounds good.” Frank gestured towards your now-full bucket of milk. “Need me to grab that for ya?”

“If you don't mind.”

Frank shook his head. “Not at all. Where we heading?”

“Back to the house.”

Frank picked up the other bucket of milk and waited as you gave Millie a carrot, then he followed you back to the big house.

He smiled to himself when Canine Frank, who had been napping on the porch, got up and wagged his tail at the two of you.

You scratched Canine Frank behind his ears then unlocked the door. “Here, you can just set those on the counter for me.”

Frank followed you in and set the buckets down in the kitchen. “Need help with anything else?”

You shook your head. “No thanks, I can take it from here.”

Frank nodded. “I'll see you at dinner tonight, then.”

He gave Canine Frank a friendly pat on his head then headed back to the cabin, where he moved his laundry from the washer to the dryer before heading to the bathroom to shower.

As he stood under the hot spray of water, his mind turned back to you and the way your hands had felt on his earlier.

Frank had honestly found it difficult to concentrate as you had guided his hands to milk Clarabelle. The way you had gently squeezed and pulled had made Frank think about having your hands in a place he hadn't been privy to having a woman touch in a long time. Shit.

He sighed. He was here to work, not get distracted by the thought of your hands (and mouth, if he was honest) on his cock. It's just been entirely too long since I've been with a woman, he thought. It hadn't had anything to do with her in particular.

Even as he thought it, deep down he knew he was lying to himself. It's going to be a long summer.

#lotmf writes #That Summer Masterlist #frank castle x you #frank castle x reader

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bubbloquacious · 29 days

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Do you have any recommendations for texts for a first reading of category theory? :))

So this is a super common question and I think it's a little hard to give a good answer to! I'll tell you what I did.

Back in the summer of the beautiful year 2019 I had just finished my first year of university mathematics education. I don't remember where I had even heard of the subject, but the first math book I ever self-studied out of was Mac Lane's Categories for the Working Mathematician (the second edition, specifically). It's a good book, I think! But I only really appreciated it on my reread (i.e. my more-than-the-first-three-chapters read) last year. For one, I had not done a lick of topology by this point, and I really do recommend knowing basic topology and basic abstract algebra before getting into categories; it gives you a nice two-pronged approach to view every construction.

So I washed out of that one pretty quickly. I learned the basic definitions of categories, functors, and natural transformations. I could work out what it meant for a product to be the limit of a discrete diagram (super neat when you just learned what a group was five months ago!), but if you asked me to give an example of a pair of adjoint functors that wasn't in the text I would've been stumped (natural transformations between hom-functors? what?).

Over the course of the next semester I got familiar with the basics of topology (and I made this blog!). Now I could see why a lot of Mac Lane's examples were so nice. Compositions of homotopic maps are homotopic, so you can take a quotient category the same way you take a quotient group. The fundamental group is so useful exactly because it is functorial. A map into a product space is continuous precisely when its composition with the projections is continuous. And so on. I sampled some more books. I read the first few chapters of Awodey's Category Theory and of Adámek, Herrlich, and Strecker's Abstract and Concrete Categories. Each offers a slightly different perspective, but every time I would wash out after the first several chapters.

But it was exactly rereading all of these different perspectives that made me grok what it was all about. How to work with these structures. I had limits and colimits pretty much down by this point. Ah, it's not a coincidence that the least upper bound and greatest lower bound are categorical limits, they're expressing the same idea. I realized on my own that not only is the discrete space functor to topological spaces left adjoint to the forgetful functor to sets, the indiscrete (or chaotic, or trivial) space functor is right adjoint. The abelianization of a group or the completion of a metric space are left adjoint to the inclusion functors of abelian groups and complete metric spaces, because a map from a group/metric space into an abelian group/complete metric space determines a unique map (in fact it factors through this map) out of the abelianization/completion. Even though the abelianization makes the group smaller, and the completion makes the space bigger, they're expressing the same relationship.

This went on for a while. I read Bartosz Milewski's blog on Category Theory for Programmers, but I didn't know Haskell so that didn't get me very far. I read a lot of nLab pages (I still do). I read a small bit of Borceux's Handbook of Categorical Algebra, which is very nicely written if you can get your hands on it. I spent a summer in a reading group for Tai-Danae Bradley's Topology: A Categorical Approach (this one's probably a good pick for you in particular!). Like two years ago I played the Natural Number Game (which they changed recently apparently!), which got me really into Lean and proof assistants in general. Playing around with Lean gave me a great appreciation for what category theory brings to the table for logic and computational mathematics. Reading Dan Marsden's blog on monads got me really into monad theory, which is just super cool and I love it very much. I had a brief fling with bicategories, mostly because of the monads. Around this time I made a bunch of explanatory posts on the things I was learning about, and that was just terrifically helpful for my understanding. I read Mac Lane and Eilenberg's original paper introducing categories, General Theory of Natural Equivalences, and it's fascinating to see the perspective that it takes. Last year I got really into sheaf theory by reading Mac Lane and Moerdijk's Sheaves in Geometry and Logic, which finally made me understand the Yoneda Lemma.

These last few examples are what I would call pretty intermediate, as far as categories go. Somehow by reading all these different sources (and progressing in my studies in other mathematical subjects!) I had gathered up enough experience to understand the higher-level structures built on top of the basics. I still don't understand Kan extensions (though I tried reading Riehl's Category Theory in Context to understand it) or fibrations, or model categories, or co/end calculus, but I'm sure I will once the need arises.

So that's my advice! Read as many different introductions to the subject as you can, in as many different contexts as you have the experience for! The power and beauty of category lies in the bridging over the gaps between these contexts. Any of the books I mentioned I would recommend, but really the most important rule of category theory is to have fun and be yourself :-)

#math #adventures in cat theory #this went kinda long huh lol #i really like your posts panda i hope this is helpful <3 #i have pdfs of everything i mentioned also so hit me up if you can't find one

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castawaycat · 6 months

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The Tales of a Little Tiger: Chapter 20- A Growing Family

Summary: America opens up to a caregiver when she discovers that she is a little in the dimension that she is in.

Yelena was the first to notice America sitting against the wall with her legs pulled to her chest. The young girl looked lost and overwhelmed. She walked up to her gently and got down to the girl’s level. “It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you. My name is Yelena and I am y/n’s aunt.”

America clutched her legs closer to her body. Since coming into this dimension she felt younger and she didn’t understand why. Usually she was able to stay in check with her emotions; but right now all she wanted was to cry.

Yelena could feel her pheromones activating as she soon realized that the girl in front of her was a little. The girl physically looked to be around fourteen years old, but her little headspace looked to be anywhere between four to six years old. “I know you must be feeling overwhelmed right now. Do you want to go somewhere quieter?”

America nodded her head and took hold of the blonde woman’s hand. Something inside of her told her that Yelena could be trusted. A strong urge to suck her thumb came over her, she hadn’t sucked her thumb since she was four years old. “What is wrong with me?” She thought to herself.

Once they walked outside Yelena noticed the girl relax a little. She noticed that the girl was sucking her thumb, but decided not to bring it up. “Do you feel better? Our whole family is pretty loud and it can be a lot to take in. Were you the one to bring Y/n back?”

The girl nodded her head and took a minute to decide if she wanted to open up. Taking her thumb out of her mouth she nervously looked up at the blonde, “No, y/n was the one who opened the portal. But somehow we found each other and I did my best to take care of her… we found this place where there was a different Wanda and she took care of us.”

“A different Wanda? What was she like?” Yelena asked curiously.

“She was very nice and warm. She had a husband named Vision and two sons named Tommy and Billy. They even had a dog named Sparky!” America said excitedly. “The Wanda there offered me to stay with their family… but I wanted to make sure y/n made it back home to her moms.”

“That Wanda sounds like she has a wonderful life. I think you are very brave to bring y/n back home. Where is your home?” Yelena asked gently as she could see sadness spread on the girl’s face.

America looked down at the ground as she could feel tears fall down her cheeks. “It’s gone. I have no home.” For the first time since everything happened sobs erupted from her small body. “My moms are gone and I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I feel so small and alone.”

Yelena spoke softly in a comforting voice as she gently pulled the girl into her arms. “I’m so sorry about your moms and your home. I know everything is new and scary, but you’re safe here. There’s nothing wrong with you, here in this dimension I believe you are what’s called a, “little.” It basically means that your headspace drops to a young child or infant even if your body is older.” Yelena explained calmly as she could feel the girl cling to her shirt.

America took in the blonde’s words and explanation. It would take some getting used to for sure; but now being in Yelena’s arms she didn’t feel so lost and hopeless. Her sobs died down as she rested her head on Yelena’s shoulder and sucked on her thumb. Her voice dropped into a small quiet one, “wanna stay with you.”

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The blonde’s heart melted when she felt the girl fully drop into a little headspace. “Don’t worry little one, I'm not going anywhere.” She said as she held the small girl in her arms. After a while Yelena noticed that the girl had fallen asleep in her arms, she gently picked her up and carried her back inside.

You had also fallen asleep in your mama Natasha’s arms after she had breastfed you. You felt so much better to finally be back home.

Tony walks up to Natasha and Wanda, “Bruce and I created this bracelet for y/n. It will help keep her powers controlled, the bracelet will grow as she grows. We suspect that y/n’s powers were manifesting and that was why she became sick, and why she was able to open up a portal.” He says as he carefully placed the bracelet on your little arm. The bracelet glows a light blue as it syncs with your powers.

“Thanks Tony, you have no idea how thankful we are.” Wanda says as she gets up to hug him tightly.

Natasha looks around for the girl who carried you through the portal. She smiles when she sees her sister holding the girl in her arms. “You might need to create a bracelet for the young girl as well.” Natasha says as she points over to where Yelena is sitting.

Tony nods his head in agreement. “Any idea of what her powers are? From the looks of it, she may also be a little.” He says as he observes the girl sitting in Yelena’s lap.

Yelena feels like she's being watched, “take a picture it will last longer.” She says as she notices her sister and Tony are watching her.

Natasha transfers you into Wanda’s arms so that she can go talk with her sister. She can feel Yelena’s caregiver pheromones and takes note that her sister is already forming a bond with the girl in her lap. “I’m sorry sestra. Tony and I were just discussing if he needs to create a bracelet to help control her powers like y/n. Do you know her name and what powers she has?”

The blonde relaxes a little as she shakes her head, “She hasn’t told me her name yet. All I know is that her home is gone and so are her mothers. As for her powers I have no idea.” Yelena took a minute to think before continuing, “I want to keep her in my care. She seems to trust me and I can get answers to a lot of our questions.” She suggests as she rubs soothing circles on the girls back.

Tony nods his head in approval, “I think that’s the best call. The calmer the girl is, the calmer her powers will be. Fury wants us to do tests on her to determine if her powers are a threat. It’s standard protocol.”

Yelena nods her head in understanding. “I will be with her through all of the testing procedures. I’ve made a promise to her that she is safe. I won’t let anything happen to her.”

Natasha smiles warmly at her sister, “looks like you’ve found yourself your own little. Have you told Kate?”

“No, all this just happened. It’s happening so quickly, but I already feel so attached and protective over her.” Yelena spoke honestly about her own emotions. Was this what being a caregiver felt like? Was she already bonding to the girl?

Just as Natasha was about to respond she notices Kate and Lucky walk into the room.

“Hey, there you are. I couldn’t find you earlier. Oh, who is this little one?” Kate asks as she notices the little girl in her girlfriend’s arms. Lucky walks over and sniffs the girl.

“I’m not sure what her name is but she’s the one that helped bring y/n back home. She will be staying with us while we figure everything out. I know I should’ve talked to you first, but everything happened so fast and she dropped into a little headspace with me… She’s all alone and she’s scared.” Yelena says to Kate as she searches the brunette’s face.

Kate smiles warmly at Yelena, “are you telling me that we have our very own little?!” Kate asks excitedly as she feels her chest fill with joy.

Yelena nods her head, “for now yes. It will be the girls decision if she wants to stay with us permanently. I don’t want her to feel like she doesn’t have a choice.”

The bubbly brunette leans down and kisses Yelena on the lips, “I’m so excited! I’m going to get a room ready for her.” Love and hope fills her heart as she wonders what life will look like for them now that they may have found their very own little to care for.

America wakes up and looks up curiously at Kate, she clings to Yelena.

“It’s alright little one. This is my girlfriend Kate and our dog Lucky.” Yelena says as she introduces the girl to Kate.

“Hello, I’m Kate. What’s your name, little one?”

The girl gives a shy wave and answers in a quiet voice, “my name is America. Can I pet your dog?”

“Hi America, it’s nice to meet you. You can absolutely pet Lucky.” Kate says as she calls over Lucky and shows America how to pet him.

The cutest giggles come from America as Lucky licks her face when she pets him. She starts to relax with Kate and Yelena as they tell her that she will be staying with them.

Kate is surprised when she sees America walk over and sit in her lap. Her caregiver pheromones activate as she feels love and protective of the little girl she has just met.

#wandanat x little reader #little reader #america chavez #yelena x kate #yelena belova #kate bishop

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tinfairies · 2 years

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Daemon Targaryen NSFW Alphabet

Minors DNI

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Daemon would hold you close, petting your hair and rubbing your back. He likes the afterglow of sex, and is always willing to help you clean up

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He has smart mouth and silver tongue, in and out of the bedroom. Daemon loves the way his lips cause goosebumps on your skin when he kisses it. His lips are definitely his favorite.

On his partner he couldn't just pick one. But if he had to choose it'd be the hands. The way you touch him, hold him, grab him. Whether it's an innocent touch or provocative he loves it.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Daemon's cum is thick, and the taste is somewhat sour.

He enjoys cumming in his partner and watching it leak out, or on their face to see it drip down.

Cum on his face, whether your riding his face or he's eating you out he'd love it if you squirted.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has had exactly one (1) case of erectile dysfunction when he was 17. He knows its normal every now and then. But he is still embarrassed about it to this day.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has had many men and women, a player in his youth. So be prepared when he absolutely wrecks you. Daemon will spend time learning what you like and put his knowledge to good use.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

It depends on his mood, he usually likes to have you on your back with your hips pulled up, ass resting on his thighs. It gives him a good angle to hit your sweet spot and also a beautiful view of your face.

If he needs to get off quick, he'll bend you over whatever piece of furniture is nearest.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He makes a few remarks with a smirk, he's not all that serious with sex. He's had way too many lovers to take it so seriously.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Daemon's hair down there is thick and white like his hair, he used to shave it clean but now just trims it. He still shaves the happy trail though.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Daemon is very intimate when he wants to be, or when he feels you need extra love. He'll bust out the rose petals and champagne if that's what really gets you going, but his form of romance and intimacy is the secrets you whisper to each other when the deed is done.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't do it as often as he did when he was younger, but every now and then when he's pent up and away from you he'll wrap his hand around his cock and pretend it's your tight little hole.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

On him: hair pulling, biting, bondage, blood play, scratching, cockwarming, praise, body worship

On his partner: bondage, blood play, gagging, biting, scratching, pet play, sensory deprevation, edging, orgasm denial, ruined orgasm, begging, body worship, impact play

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

The dragon pit The bedroom is one of his favorite places, he doesn't have to worry about anyone walking in. Most of the time at least. But he is partial to eating you out or having you suck him off in empty halls and stairwells.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Sass him, talk back. Be a brat. He's always up for having sex with you but something about his favorite pup being bad really gets him going.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There isn't much he won't do. If he ever finds something he doesn't like he will tell you immediately, and he'd do the same for you. He won't cross your boundaries.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Loves to give, will spend hours between your legs. Pull his hair, tell him how good he's doing, beg him for more.

As much as he loves eating you out, he loves getting sucked off. Tease him, play with his balls, scrape your teeth up his shaft.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

A man with many talents, he usually likes it fast and rough, but when he's really been yearning for you he goes painfully slow. He wants to feel every curve and crevice of your body.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Loves them, he treats it as foreplay for what's to come later. Loves to fuck you just enough to push you to the edge, then leaves you wanting more.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Loves risks, fucking you in places you can easily get caught, or fucking you in dangerous situations. Like a knife being held to your throat if you'd allow.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

2 to 3 rounds, he's not a young man anymore, if you so please he will go more though you'd have to ride him.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He has a few, and brings them out on special occasions. Specifically when he has you play the role of pup. Prefers to use them on you but if you beg him enough he'll let you use them on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Such a fucking tease, he'll tease you for days. Never giving you what you truly want until you're begging and crying for it.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He moans quietly, and sighs. Sometime growls. You know he's really enjoying himself when he won't shut the fuck up. Talking dirty, saying he loves you, telling you how good you're doing for him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

1000% will have a threesome with you and Rhaenyra

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Daemon's cock is long and thicker at the base than tip, he has a vein on the underside of his shaft. The head is prominent and pink like the rest of his cock. His balls are tight and round.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

While he isn't a horny teen anymore, he still craves sex like water. He just has better patience with himself.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He stays up as long as you do, if you fall asleep first he'll try to sleep as well.

#house of the dragon #hotd #house of the dragon x reader #hotd imagine #hotd x reader #house of the dragon imagine #daemon targeryen x reader #daemon targaryen #got headcanons #got imagine #got x reader #Got #game of thrones headcanons #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones #Game of thrones x reader #Smut

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zwy01 · 4 months

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Raegyn doodles!

Yaaaaaaa giving my snarky smartass boy some love.

This is my OC, Raegyn Kertia! He is Regis and Rael’s son, and the latter’s heir.

I haven’t gone in depth with his backstory yet, so I figured I could do that lol. He’s one of my 15 “main” characters of my Millennium AU and his full bio is up in my pinned post.

I’ll be mentioning some other names in here too so to quickly recap, Raegyn is the older one of the two Regis/Rael kids and his full-sibling and younger sister is Arya K. Landegre. (Raegyn has three half-siblings, with his elder half-brother Kaelestis Blerster on Rael’s side, and younger half-brother Garyth J. Loyard and younger half-sister Alethea J. Loyard on Regis’ side.) Raegyn has a pretty good relationship with his loving family, buuut it wasn’t always like that, which is the fun part I’m getting to later. Woo!

Raegyn is a really interesting one and I had so much fun making his design and I can’t wait to dive into his story in detail. Let’s get started yaaa! My beloved Ray’s (almost) full backstory.

So we already know that Raegyn is the smartest and most popular of his generation. The star of the show, the center of attention, Lukedonia’s local celebrity… the number one guy. Loved by all, respected by all. Everyone wants to be his friend, maybe even competing with each other for his attention. People constantly shower him with admiration. It’s like he’s walking on the red carpet wherever he goes. People just can’t get enough of him. It’s always “how is Raegyn?”, “what is Raegyn doing today?”, and “I need Raegyn’s advice, where can I find him?”… etc. People are always saying his name, and frankly, he enjoys the attention he receives. Sometimes he thinks it’s funny how he’s not the Lord yet he arguably gets more enthusiasm from the general population than she does. Hah. Hilarious.

Raegyn’s just so lucky, isn’t he? He’s got the brains, a radiating confidence, an irresistible charm, a loving family, and a literal empire of friends… if life is a giant lottery then he had already won it all. Life can’t possibly get better than what it is now, can it? Well, for Raegyn, life is good indeed. Very good.

Everything he has ever wanted gets handed to him easily. If not, he just needs a minute to work it out in his head and say a little something to make the other person give in, and it works every single time even when his requests are obviously beyond reasonable. Basically, Raegyn knows how to use his thinking skills and his natural charm to his complete advantage. Thus life is easy for him.

But because everything comes so easily, life… is also boring. There was nothing to surprise him, to make him go “well that was fresh”. Now what? Life is predictable and repetitive, at least from his experience, because he is so capable of fine tuning things and people to be the way he wants. And the thing is Raegyn does like to be in control of every precise detail in his life, so he would rather have life be a bit boring than to give up on steering everything in his direction. Sometime in his early childhood, he had a single taste of being in control, and he has been hooked ever since. To lose that control would be a big no-no for him. Frankly, without it, he probably has little idea of how to actually live life as it is, which is letting things naturally unfold without his intervention. Yeah. He’d actually physically cringe if he had to stay idle.

This leads to my next point, which is Raegyn’s childhood. Oh boy. How do I even begin. Raegyn is the first child between Regis and Rael, but he’s not Rael first child. Rael is the soul fragment donor of Karias’ heir Kaelestis, who is Raegyn’s elder half-brother. This means Kaelestis is technically Rael’s first child, though the latter is merely a donor in both title and practice. Despite that, Rael was very much involved in Kaelestis’ early childhood as an adult figure, a mentor etc. Kaelestis adored his donor “other parent”, and Rael loved his sweet Blerster boy very much. Donor and son were close and made wonderful memories together, which led to Rael becoming very excited to have his own heir. Maybe even the exact reason why Raegyn was born not very long after Rael and Karias had Kaelestis. (Raegyn was born when Kaelestis was the equivalent of a 6-8 year old human) Rael was more than ecstatic to bond with his second son, his beloved heir, the light of his life. He loved his little boy with all his heart and he couldn’t wait to experience the joy of parenting. He was certain that it was going to be great.

Eeeexcept it didn’t go quite as Rael had expected. Uh oh. The fact that Raegyn didn’t automatically love Rael wasn’t even the worst part about it. Raegyn seemed to despise him. This hurt Rael very much, as he didn’t understand why his heir didn’t want anything to do with him. Raegyn resisted being communicated with telepathically, ignored words spoken at him, never responded to questions, looked away when being looked at, and squirmed with all his strength when any adult tried to hold him. At one point Rael gave up on trying to read Raegyn’s mind because he would find some… not so nice things Raegyn had to say about him, and he didn’t need to break his own heart any further. Rael didn’t know what he had done wrong, if anything. He had already gained experience as a parent from his time with Kaelestis; he learned how to be around kids, what to do and what not to do, and in general just how to handle them. He just couldn’t get his second son to like him. Something is wrong here. Kaelestis was fine with him, then why doesn’t Raegyn like him? And it wasn’t just Rael. Regis was also very puzzled by their son’s behavior, as Raegyn seemed to actively resist him as well. Regis tried to comfort his husband by telling him to not take it personally, because Raegyn… well, he disliked everyone equally. Rael was not convinced at all. Rip. At least Regis tried.

And so this went on for a while, until by complete chance a very tired Regis chuckled something along the lines of “You know what, child? Your behavior isn’t helpful in the slightest, and your father and I are having a hard time. Here, why don’t we make a deal so all of us get the most out of it while we’re still living in the same house?” Boom. That was it. The correct answer. To both his parents’ surprise, Raegyn actually responded. He turned around, stared at his fathers in the eyes, and said “Only if you have something good enough to offer. Just so you know, I won’t settle for less. Very well, Rael Kertia and Regis K. Landegre. Convince me.” Regis swore he heard Rael’s jaw drop to the floor, and he himself was speechless. So their son was capable of communicating with them after all, it’s just that he never did simply because he didn’t want to. The two of them came to the conclusion that their son didn’t like being treated like a child, and they were using the wrong approach the entire time. Regis and Rael thought they were doing the right thing, but they were quite mistaken, as their son needed to be treated as an adult, basically as their equal. None of that kiddie talk, mushy coddling, nonstop love smothering… nope. Interact with him like they would with any other adult? Yep, that got Raegyn talking and assured that they would get milder and even positive responses from him.

That’s when Regis and Rael realized that Raegyn was different, even if they can’t put their finger on it. It was a mix of surprise and curiosity. As impressive as it was, they couldn’t help but feel uncanny. Maybe they were even a bit reluctant to admit that they were uneasy, but Raegyn was their son after all, and they didn’t want to overthink it. I mean, this kid’s first (spoken) words were him trying to bargain with his parents. Maybe their son was just being funny and pranking them all along. They laughed it off, no big deal, all while still keeping an eye out for their unusual kid. From then on they’d modify their approach with their son and things changed for the better and Rael was finally able to bond with Raegyn, though not quite in the way he had expected. Anything is better than nothing, so Rael has no complaints. He might as well beg his son for attention if he really is that desperate.

What about from Raegyn’s perspective? Well, unfortunately, Raegyn wasn’t being funny nor was he pulling pranks on his parents. He was dead serious. He was no ordinary child, and he hated being treated as one. To Raegyn, his parents and the other adults treating him like a baby was a direct insult because he thought the adults were messing with him. That’s correct. Raegyn believed that the adults somehow conspired together and formed a sort of mutual agreement between them where they all treat him like he doesn’t know any better because they think he’s too dumb or something. It wasn’t until later, when Raegyn eventually realized that he himself was the outlier, the odd one out, not them. The adults handled him like they would with any normal noble child. Still, Raegyn disliked it, and it felt disturbing to him. In his eyes, it was like some sort of shallow game of pretend, ill humor that he can never bring himself to appreciate.

That’s why Raegyn purposely ignored the adults even when they demanded his attention, because why on earth would he respond to their silly games? That would just be positive reinforcement and they’d force that shit on him even more. But being the extremely smart kid he is, he is aware of his own gains and losses. He knew he didn’t want to pretend to be a normal kid, he didn’t want to copy their mannerisms just so he could fit in, because that just isn’t him. Blegh. Gross. Reducing himself to their level…nuh uh. But he also figured out that pretending to be one gets him what he wants. To be precise, when Raegyn is his usual self, the adults feel uncanny and have mixed reactions. On the contrary… when he pretends to be normal, they react very positively. Isn’t that weird. Turns out adults like cute kids that act like kids instead of kids that make them uncomfortable by acting way beyond their age.

So Raegyn adapts. Inquire about their day, be enthusiastic and beg to be allowed to tag along, maybe even cry some fake tears when they say no until they say yes. Smile at them and watch them sign boring paperwork all day. Fake interest in their tedious gardening tasks, patrol duty, anything the adults were up to. And when that’s done, ask for new toys and clothes. That shiny ruby brooch? Pout and say you like it very much and want to have it, and Clan Leader is the best dad in the world because he gets what Rayray wants. And with that, maybe a matching bow tie. And a matching silk shirt. And a matching fur coat. You get it. It didn’t take long for Raegyn to master the art of acting and now he’s got everyone wrapped around his little finger. That’s where the fake smiling and enthusiasm began, and he never stopped ever since. Regis and Rael were happy for their little boy, because he finally acted more like a normal child. But deep down they knew he is an outlier, as they had been dealing with his true self until now. They didn’t understand why Raegyn seemingly became normal overnight, but to question that would be useless. Well… at least Raegyn looked like he’s finally enjoying himself now, and that’s a good thing, right? Deep down, they knew something was up. Obviously there was a reason for Raegyn’s sudden behavioral change, but to investigate it would break Raegyn’s trust so ultimately they did nothing and hoped for the best. For Raegyn’s future, and their future together as a family.

Raegyn’s always constantly evolving depending on who he’s dealing with. By the time he was around the equivalent of a 10 year old human, his false persona is such an integral part of his life, he never goes outside without this metaphorical mask. Despite Raegyn’s success at adapting himself into society in the present day, his childhood was a difficult one, at least in the very beginning. It did get better as he got older, but fundamentally, he is still the same on the inside. Raegyn hated how things were structured and the expectations he was obligated to fulfill. Raegyn didn’t understand why he was automatically expected to give his parents his unconditional love, respect, and attention just because they were the cause of his birth and entire existence. That’s the reason? Wow. He never asked to be born, not that he minds existing or anything, but more so it was just weird to him how now he’s permanently stuck with two adults who are way too obsessed with him for their own good, and he won’t be able to get away from them for centuries. His parents got sad when he didn’t respond to them, especially Rael. What did they expect anyway? To Raegyn, things like respect and love had to be earned, and no one automatically deserves it just because of “family” or whatever shallow term they use. And this applies to his own parents as well. If Regis and Rael wanted him to obey and love them, then they have to earn it, and prove themselves worthy. To Raegyn, even if they are his parents, they’re just like any other person out there. They were strangers he couldn’t separate himself from. The point is Raegyn isn’t purposely trying to distance himself from his parents specifically; that’s just how his brain works.

The good news is Raegyn eventually does develop genuine love for his family, which happens during his childhood. It’s true that Raegyn had his doubts about unconditional love and whether that even existed or not, but being the smart person he is, he did pick up on his parents’ love for him. They genuinely care about him, and he… appreciates that. So they were being serious this whole time. Raegyn, who is always right, was wrong, for the first time in his life. Raegyn was finally defeated, in a good sense. It feels good to be loved. But as much as Raegyn was impressed, he was also bothered by something. He was touched by Regis and Rael’s sincerity, and for that he is grateful, but something felt off. That’s when Raegyn realized he was feeling guilt for the very first time, for everything he had done to his parents. To this day, guilt remains the only emotion Raegyn can immediately and correctly identify, which is something I will bring up later. Every other emotion, even the positive ones, he has to think about it.

For the most part, Raegyn is neutral. Even when his little sister Arya was born, he didn’t feel anything. She was just another being he had to live with from now on, just because they share the same parents. Not only was he expected to tolerate her, he was supposed to take care of her. Ick. Luckily Raegyn does develop a genuine bond with Arya, even if it took a long time. They are close as siblings, and Regis and Rael? They were super relieved that Raegyn seemed to accept his little sister immediately, and even more relieved that Arya was a normal child with normal development. To be honest, Regis and Rael were nervous about having their second child aka Regis’ heir because they were afraid that Raegyn would react negatively. Surprise surprise, he didn’t. That is character development right there, from resisting his own parents to welcoming a new sibling with open arms. The truth is Raegyn simply made an effort to prevent his true apathetic self from seeping out because he didn’t want to ruin the moment for his parents. If he were to be honest, well… he couldn’t care less if Arya vanished into thin air on the spot. Raegyn only did it because he didn’t want that feeling called “guilt” to bother him for years to come, so he might as well be nice. Even if Raegyn’s goodwill didn’t stem from true consideration, it was still a massive improvement. He is still learning, but he is getting there… right? Only he knows.

To say that Raegyn doesn’t doubt his relationship with his family anymore, and that he trusts them unconditionally, would be a lie. His parents would die for him, and his sister adores him. He’s sure of that. But on second thought… do they really? This is how Raegyn falls into the perpetual cycle of questioning himself. That’s why he is so conflicted. He feels guilty because he is doubting those he should trust the most, and then he decides to give them his complete trust in order to get rid of that sense of guilt he got from doubting them in the first place, and finally ending it by rescinding that trust because he realizes he was foolish enough to trust anyone but himself. Rinse and repeat. Then again he overthinks it because he just can’t help it. This entire ordeal bothers him, and he would never admit it. In the long run, Raegyn overthinking things would go on to hurt his own ability to make meaningful relationships with people, and that is something I will bring up later.

Now onto the last bits of Raegyn’s childhood before I move to the time skip. I want to mention Raegyn’s relationship with his peers too. Ever since Raegyn’s birth, he has been silently watching and judging everything and everyone. He could be minding his own business, but his eyes were always looking at something. Even if he didn’t want to be a part of whatever the other kids were doing, he wanted to know what’s up, so he observes them from a distance. And he was always disappointed, of course. I mean, this is Raegyn, why wouldn’t he?

They weren’t bright enough to hold an interesting conversation with Raegyn. They got bored, whined, fidgeted, or fell asleep when he wanted to talk about a very long and obscure piece of ancient Lukedonian history that he recently taught himself. Or that time when all the kids just got up and left, when he promised them he was bringing “something super valuable” to their next “playdate”, and everyone expected a treasure map or something and instead Raegyn rolled out a five meter long checklist on how Lukedonian laws can be improved. Raegyn is, of course, very offended. This is his ideal vision of a playdate, after all, because playing means having fun. And this really is what Raegyn thinks is FUN. And his peers? Raegan’s giving up on them. They’re all under-qualified. Every single one of them. Too slow, too dim. Too hyper, too lazy. Too impulsive, too cowardly, etc. They weren’t worth his time, and to spend an extra minute with them was a waste of his energy. Thus Raegyn was a lonely child. He was surrounded by people, yet he didn’t like their company. He didn’t enjoy what they had to offer, yet he couldn’t fit in as himself either.

Raegyn wanted something else. Something more grand, more controversial; something that shakes the very foundation of noble society. History, philosophy, ethics, anything really. The deeper it is, the better. Sometimes even the more taboo, the better, as he likes a good challenge. He wants to hang out with someone who has the capacity to prove him wrong, and reaaaaally force him to get those brain cells working. A good, long debate is more thrilling than the best spar. He needed someone to share that joy of thinking with, someone who truly resonates with his passions. An intellectual soulmate basically. Just a reminder that Raegyn is still the human equivalent of an elementary school kid at this point. He already knew what he wanted in a friend, which is someone who can really match his wavelength, yet this person simply didn’t exist. Raegyn was frustrated. And the thing is Raegyn is an extrovert by nature so he does need a decent amount of socializing to stay healthy emotionally, except there’s no one at his caliber to keep him in company where he genuinely feels fulfilled. This is where things get complicated, and Raegyn is conflicted. He needed that company, but he couldn’t find the right people despite his best efforts. Raegyn was lonely, and his fathers noticed how their son would just slouch and sigh all day.

This would lead to Regis and Rael insisting on Raegyn hanging out with the other kids, because there must be something they can bond over, right…? What they weren’t aware of was how Raegyn was simply at the top, and his loneliness couldn’t be solved with a simple solution, if at all. What about Raegyn? Well, he knew that obeying his parents would cause him less trouble than resisting them, so he obliged. If it makes his fathers happy to see him happy then… he’s willing to pretend to get along with the others for as long as his sanity remains.

So what happened was Raegyn put aside his desire to talk about great subjects and deep matters, and simply went with the flow. He pretended to enjoy their tea parties, tree climbing, fishing, wrestling, etc. It was all so boring and tedious. And then it hit him. Hey… they didn’t whine and run away this time. They reacted quite positively when he pretended to be interested in their shallow activities. They even invited him back. Now that was easy, wasn’t it? Raegyn remembered the tactics he used on his parents and the adults. If he could manipulate them, maybe he could do it to his peers. He did crave that social interaction, and even if what was available to him wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy him, it was still better than nothing.

And even if he honestly wasn’t interested in his peers and what they were doing, the principle of making and having friends wasn’t bad at all. Raegyn already knew that if he made an effort to someone, they would reciprocate it. Take that, and times one thousand, maybe even more. If he shall pretend to be friendly to one person, might as well do it to everyone, because the amount of effort he has to make is the same anyway. And you never know when having a bunch of friends is useful. Who knows. He could get some of them to run errands for him. Give him their things. Tell him useful secrets and information that they shouldn’t be spilling. Maybe one of them will even be willing to die for him. Neat. And this is when Raegyn decided to go all out, and there he established his signature false persona of a friendly, enthusiastic, altruistic, diplomatic, insightful and responsible Kertia heir. He calculated his potential gains, and his conclusion was that the pros outnumbered the cons and this was the way to go. Not only could he impress his parents, but he could also get himself an empire of friends that might become useful to him. Surely this is a better alternative to wandering around aimlessly trying to find his own match. Now he could aim to climb to the top AND find his own match at the same time, sweet! Kiddie Raegyn is tapping into his ambitious side, how wonderful.

(FYI Izar does come up later on but that dude is only interested in math and astronomy, which isn’t enough for Raegyn. And there is an age gap between the two of them: Raegyn is roughly 200-400 years older than the traitor clan kids group so Raegyn was already an adult by the time Izar came into existence. And I say “roughly” because nothing with the ages are set in stone and I’d like it to be flexible so that’s just approximations for context. Anyways)

Yayyyy. Fast forward to Raegyn in the present day as a young adult.

Raegyn’s reputation is perfect. He is perfect. His ambitious childhood goal was to make everyone love him, aaaaand he 100% succeeded. People knew his name, and you could bet that at any given moment, someone in Lukedonia is talking about him, praising him for everything he has done. He’s the big shot. No one would ever guess that behind the glorious, radiating light of his persona hides a cold and apathetic true self. He worked hard to get to where he is today, and he isn’t going to admit to everyone he’s been lying this whole time because that would be throwing his merits away. He has his empire of friends, why would he give up on that? They love him for his false persona, then so be it. He’ll keep it up until he dies.

Part of him legitimately believes that his gains are worth it, and part of him feels like he has gone too far to go back. As much as Raegyn would hate to admit it, he isn’t quite sure who he would be without his false persona. As in, he is afraid to know what will become of him, what will remain of him if he is left alone with his true self. Which is funny because for a person whose hobby is thinking, he doesn’t want to think about that. In a way he is running way from himself, and he knows he feels slightly uncomfortable because fundamentally, that isn’t what he wants. But all these years he couldn’t find his match, nor did Lukedonia have anything else to offer to satisfy someone of his intellectual level. He was losing his patience, but there was nothing he could do. Raegyn never forgot his true self, and he never abandoned it either; he is just suppressing it… to the best of his ability. His vision of a fulfilling life wasn’t realistic, at least from his perspective, so he turned to what he is doing now. He has many, many friends, but no one whom he truly bonds with. He owns many things and people also keep giving him things, yet he has no use for them and isn’t interested in them either. Raegyn started to feel restless. Despite that, he made sure that side of him never showed, to not worry his family, and because he is also too prideful to admit that he’s sick of it too.

That’s when Raegyn discovers a new method of entertainment. He is a nice guy, right? Everyone loves him, that’s a fact. They didn’t know that he had been silently judging them, being nice on the surface and saying mean things about them in his head at the same time. Raegyn needed a new rush of fun. Something fresh to make him feel excited again.

And then… yeah. Raegyn sets his next goal as “seeing how far he can discreetly push people’s buttons without getting into real trouble”. Only a few individuals have his complete respect therefore excluded from his list of “people I can smartass” list… and for the rest of them? They’re all there for his amusement. Even Lord Raskreia.

Oh yeah, her. Remember how I mentioned that Raegyn only believes in authority that is earned? Well, he’s one of the nobles who believe that Raskreia is incompetent. In his eyes she is not qualified to sit on the throne. Too dependent on her feelings, too stubborn, too impulsive… he could go on forever. If it weren’t for the Previous Lord, she wouldn’t even be sitting there on the throne. Raegyn thinks he’s a better candidate for the position of Lord than her. Maybe even the best candidate. Too bad Raegyn isn’t interested in becoming Lord, even if he is curious about the idea of what it is like for him to become Lord. Real life Lord? No thank you. Too many responsibilities, bleh. He wanted to have fun without responsibility, and being Lord would mean having all sources of his entertainment cut off. And his own clan, the Kertia, and Grandia, are pretty cool so… you’re welcome. Meanwhile he can just judge her from the side and keep testing her discreetly to see how smart she is. Which is even funnier because Raegyn should fear Raskreia, as she is his Lord. But just as much as he believes authority should be earned, the fear that comes with authority should also be earned. And Raskreia doesn’t even qualify for that from Raegyn’s perspective. She doesn’t deserve his loyalty. (His cousin Reiner does, which I will explain in a future post where I highlight the cousins’ relationship with one another)

Anyways. Despite Raegyn’s false friendliness and hidden apathy, he does encounter people who genuinely want to connect with him in the midst of him fooling around with his celebrity persona. He is aware that most people love him for the show he puts on, and he’s fine with that. But every now and then there would be someone who wants to know more about him. Someone who doesn’t just want to know Raegyn the great and glorious, but also the mundane Raegyn. The everyday Raegyn. The kind of music he enjoys, what flowers he finds pretty, even the kind of weather he finds the most soothing. The smaller details of his life that people usually don’t associate with him, because he’s known for his great accomplishments. And Raegyn is capable of detecting genuine effort and… this is exactly what makes him uncomfortable. He is confused, surprised, and doesn’t know what to do.

This is where my previous point comes in. Remember when I said Raegyn is struggling in a perpetual cycle of guilt and doubt? Well, this is because Raegyn believes that all relationships are fundamentally transactional. Let it be parent and child, friends, lovers, ruler and subject. People only stuck together for some sort of gain, for their own benefit. It took him a long time to accept his own parents and develop what he would call love for them, and even then, he’d occasionally find himself questioning their relationship. It’s even harder for outsiders, whom he basically categorizes as anyone who is not direct family. The thing is Raegyn is incapable of forming meaningful relationships with anyone. He has a massive following, but no one good friend to share his life with. Not because they didn’t make an effort, but because he kept pushing them away. Raegyn was the one who drove them away when they got too close, even if that meaningful connection was what he yearned for. You can say that Raegyn is projecting himself onto others. Raegyn is almost entirely unable to treat someone genuinely, as he is used to a life full of manipulation and lies where he is the one doing all the manipulating. This is the problem because he’s been doing this for so long, he doesn’t know how to treat someone genuinely. In fact, he can’t really recall when was the last time he treated someone with honesty. By his logic and projection, he believes that those who are trying to take a further step to connect to him are trying to manipulate him, and they’re being dishonest. Do you see where I am getting at. He mistakes all of that for deception from the other side. Karma, reaping what you sow… whatever it is, is coming to kick him in the ass. Now he’s stuck in the loop of pushing people away and complaining about why he just can’t find people to bond with.

If Raegyn could just set aside his need for finding his so-called intellectual rival, he could’ve found a best friend already. Someone who doesn’t necessarily share his capabilities, but truly cares for him. His unrealistic standards and need to maintain his pride is hindering him, yet he can’t quite let it go. Raegyn the glorious is truly pathetic. What a shitshow.

Good news is, eventually he does find a best friend! Like an actual best friend. No bullshitting, no lies. Someone whom he is comfortable enough with to completely drop his act and just be himself, and that person is… Jia! Wait, isn’t she the dumb one? Aren’t they the complete opposites? Yep! They’re healthy best friends, which is nothing less than a miracle. They bring out the best in each other. I’ll be talking about that in a future post!

More on his general personality. Raegyn is a bit snarky and arrogant at times, but people can’t ever get mad at him. He always gets away with being a lil’ shit, because… well, he’s never wrong. No matter how much you want to slap him in the face for something he said, even if you are dead sure that he definitely had no good intentions, when you think about it again… hey, he’s actually right. It makes sense, even if it hurts to hear. He’s totally right. Damn, how did you even get mad at him in the first place? That was dumb, wasn’t it. Now you should slap yourself in the face. You are wrong, because he is right. This is Raegyn, after all. He can present an insult as a compliment. He can turn something totally unfriendly and malicious into a piece of enlightenment, and all of a sudden you actually owe him because he gave you precious insight.

Now you’re curious and decide to stick around to see what other interesting things he has yet to show you. You discover that he’s very friendly and outgoing, and he’s actually considerate and always has solutions to your problems, and makes an effort to make your day. He’s witty, humorous, and a joy to be around, even if he throws a dark joke every now and then, but again you can’t help but let it slide. You start to really appreciate him and don’t even realize this is exactly what he wants to trick you into thinking. One more follower to add to his already super massive following; another shiny chess piece that he has successfully collected for his observation platform of… whatever they truly are to him. He makes it so that you feel like he’s there to entertain you and keep you company, but in reality, it’s the opposite. You’re there to entertain him, for as long as his shallow interest in you remains, which likely won’t last for much longer either. And when he gets bored and very discreetly kicks you out of his life, you’ll feel like it was your fault and now you’re jealous of his other friends and yearn to hang out with him again, even if it means doing whatever it takes to get him back. Raegyn is 100% aware of this, and he definitely enjoys it. He didn’t ask for an encore, yet it came by its own accord. Nice, even more drama for him sip on to ward off some of that boredom before he finds a new source of short-term entertainment.

(BTW just for clarification Raegyn never does anything illegal or anything that can potentially get him in trouble if he gets caught. He’s probably smart enough to get away with it anyway if he really wanted to commit crime for fun but then he doesn’t need to do that. His smartassing, bullshitting, manipulation etc is just on a personal level and never goes beyond that. Even if he’s borderline desperate for entertainment, he won’t do anything that has actual consequences. That’s why he’s not dangerous, he’s just petty and at most a pain in the ass. Can’t throw him in jail or anything, even grounding him would be excessive. He eventually does join Gloria and her search party for Reiner for a certain reason and that’s for another post too)

Just don’t delve any deeper or try to look behind Raegyn’s mask, because you will find something you don’t want to see, and something he doesn’t want to see, and it’s going to be a hot mess.

When he’s not being serious, he is pretty funny. If you can refrain from questioning his personality, he’s actually quite the humor depository. It manifests in the way that when he tries to be funny, it’s like he’s insulting you and when he is actually insulting you, you think he’s just being funny. If you’re in for a short-term, superficial friendship or just need to waste some time, he’s the perfect person to hang out with. He’s not going to be serious anyway, so if you’re interested, meet up and chat away. Just don’t actually develop an attachment to him and you’re good, because it’s no good for either of you. If it’s just for fun and nothing serious, totally go for it. He’ll keep you entertained and (hopefully) you’ll keep him entertained, and if you can handle some occasional arrogance and cheekiness from him, you’ll have a blast, and he’ll make you laugh. Win-win!

(I wanted to get to the details of Raegyn’s crush on Umbra + who he actually eventually settles down with in this post but it was already too long so I’ll do it separately in another post in the future)

And that’s it! Maybe I’ll do another one of these long character posts in a few months. Idk. When I feel like it. Feel free to let me know if there is any particular one you want to see next (did Kaekae last time, Raegyn this time, so 13 out of 15 left) but I will get to all of them eventually. Maybe will take years to complete but I want to get it done lol.

Again, thank you for reading, and stay tuned for future posts!

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