#and also because i'm mad now fuck her for outing me to other family members ONE FUCKING DAY after i came out to her

[luveline]

Hey Jade! Could I request some more kisses before dinner au? Steve and reader both have a bad day (Reader with her pregnancy and steve is just overwhelmed with looking after everone?) and they have a fight in the evening before, during or after dinner. The girls get a little upset and make a plan to get the two talking again and to make up and the night ends with a big cuddle. Thank you, love you and your work, you're actually so beautiful! Xx

HI!! thank you so much angel, I hope this is OK!! ♥ dad!steve x pregnant!reader, 3k.

You said we could do this. 

Steve thinks about that line most of all. Your argument blurred into one big glob of anger, wanting to be right and silly grievances, fatigue. The only thing that stuck out was your upset face as you'd sniffled and murmured, "You said we could do this," like Steve had let you down. 

Steve regrets arguing with you, but what he hates most is having lost his cool in front of the girls. He resents himself for it as much as he does you, and he's finding it difficult to let any of it go. 

It's Avery who's claimed his lap, while Bethie and Dove lean on either side of you, Dove's face against the bump of your stomach like a pillow. Steve strokes hair out of his eldest daughter's face one silky strand at a time. He knows the girls aren't used to fighting, Steve grew up seeing it, and he didn't want his kids to see it because he knows it creates a strange and sometimes suffocating anxiety, so you and he have always argued in private when you could. 

You're very pregnant (exhausted, hormonal, going through huge changes) and Steve is trying to do a lot more to account for that (similarly exhausted, and wondering if perhaps he has sympathy hormones). The baby bump means you can't and shouldn't be doing as much. You've worked your entire pregnancy, through two trimesters of intense morning sickness, and the third and last trimester offered a reprieve from that and nothing else. 

As your uterus moves and your bump drops to make room for the last hurdle of the baby's growth, you can hardly breathe. You're always aching. Steve insists you take it easy and even if he didn't insist it's not exactly a conscious decision either of you van make. Being kind to yourself is being kind to the baby, and you're the best mom in the world —you're slowing down whether anyone likes it or not. 

Worse, your Braxton Hicks have started. They come at irregular times and never last long, but each time prompts the am I going into labour early? panic. It's not fair, Steve wishes he could take it from you, and he doesn't want you to do more than you can, but he needs a little more room to breathe, and some forgiveness. 

Because Steve did assure you that you could do this. You wouldn't have agreed to another baby if you didn't think it yourself, neither of you being that irresponsible. Lots of things come before wanting. Steve wants a big family, he could cry every time he looks at you lately and the unignorable evidence of another family member to love and cherish that is your distended stomach, but he loves the one he has now. Before you even thought about trying for your fourth, you had to know it wouldn't hurt your first three, or each other. 

Steve knows you can do this. He can do it. Today was just a bad day, and he needs your faith in him, or this is never going to work. 

Steve wants to say that to you, now he's had time to think. I'm sorry I let you down, but I need you to forgive me, and I need you to trust me that we can do it. He also wants to say Thanks for being a dick about Beth's doctor's appointment, obviously I forgot to take her on purpose, I just don't like her. He decides he hasn't calmed down enough to talk to you yet. He's mad at you but he fucking loves you, he doesn't want to hurt your feelings anymore than he already has. 

Avery kisses Steve's cheek unexpectedly, snapping him from a reverie of racing thoughts. He meets her gaze to ask what she wants, but she's swift to slide down the lengths of his legs and onto the floor. 

"Bethie," she says, meandering to where her sister sits, hands catching on Bethie's bare knees, "do you want to come and colour in with me?" 

"Why don't you bring your colours down here?" you ask. 

"I don't want to carry the table," Avery says, referring to the green and purple picnic bench she has in her room. She can't carry it, even though it's only small. She's smaller. 

"I can grab it for you, Ave," Steve says. 

"That's okay, daddy, you're tired. Please, Bethie? I need your help staying in the lines." 

Bethie raises her eyebrows. Reluctant, she climbs off of the sofa and Avery takes her hands. Steve can hear them whispering as they reach the stairs, their creaking steps covering words but not sounds. 

Steve usually puts his life into perspective quite easily. He doesn't often get angry, having had the privilege to choose pretty much every aspect that's worth agonising over. He was lucky enough to love you, and to have you love him back. He was lucky enough to have a say when you got pregnant accidentally the first time, and beyond privileged to be able to ask again, and to have you yes, to want to say yes to the second, the third, the fourth. 

He doesn't get angry at you much. When you're mean, of course, when you fall for the same weaknesses he might. A short temper, a mistimed snark. He was really mad at you a few years ago when you burned your arm on a pan he told you multiple times was hot. He was so mad he couldn't speak not that long ago when you assured him you could clean the hot sauce off of his first Hellfire shirt with a lemon and ended up bleaching the black sleeve a mottled brown. But you were cleaning his shirt because you loved him. You burnt yourself trying to help him clean your shared kitchen. All these things he's angry about, they're mistakes, or they're moments of weakness in a long receipt of kindness, and sweetness. Plus, you're the prettiest woman he's ever met, you're prettier every day. That deserves something, he thinks. Reverence, patience, anything you need if it means he gets to keep being with you, gets to keep having these stupid fights. 

And there it is. The anger wears away. Steve remembers how much he loves you (which hadn't been in doubt, the love part, but the volume —when he's mad, he loves you astronomically, and when he isn't, he loves you so much they haven't made a word for it). He wants to say sorry and have you say it back. You'll kiss him and let him hold you, his hand over your tummy, and hopefully you'll admit to understanding where he's coming from. If he's really lucky, you'll let him massage your shoulders, or hold the bump up to take the weight off. 

"Dove!" Bethie shouts from the top of the stairs. "Dove, come and help, please? We need another hand for the drawing!"

Dove perks up by your side. She slides off of the couch with little convincing, your fingers twisting a curl of her hair as she goes. 

"Have to help me," Dove says. Bethie sighs and begins down the stairs to fight the baby gate. 

Steve opens his mouth about the second they're both out of earshot again and you still beat him to it. 

"Baby brain made me act like a bitch. Sorry." 

"I knew it was baby brain and I still took the bait, so…" 

"You think I was baiting you?" you ask. 

"Not on purpose?" Steve rests his cheek across the top of the couch, fake leather cool on his skin. "You had a real reason to be mad at me. I said you didn't have to take her and then I let you down." 

"You didn't let me down," you say.

"And you're not a bitch," he says,

"I feel really embarrassed after we argue. Maybe you make me feel that way," you say, looking down at your hands, "but I don't think so. I wish you wouldn't get so mad with me." 

"I wish I didn't, either." 

"Not that we don't both get angry."

"I know what you meant." The conversation is stilted and jagged and frankly painful to manoeuvre. "Do I really make you feel embarrassed?" he asks. 

"No," you say. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm trying to say. This part never gets any easier." 

"But we'll keep doing it?" 

You put both hands over your bump and give him a long, serious look. "Yeah." 

Steve shuffles closer to you on the couch and tries to land you both on the same page. "What did you mean by that? That I make you feel embarrassed after we fight? I'm not mad, I just don't get it." 

You offer your hand as though you're afraid he'll reject it, pinky finger bumping his where it rests on his thigh. Steve takes it gently. 

"Stevie, sometimes, you get really mad when we fight and I– I don't blame you because I know why you get mad like that, and you've never been cruel to me for the sake of it, you aren't cruel. You've never hurt me just being angry. You've said stuff to me that hurt my feelings–" 

"I've never hurt you for no reason," he says, worried, hoping you'll agree. 

"Of course not. Steve, you've barely hurt me. But I… I think I feel embarrassed after we fight 'cos I can't stand thinking you had that much disdain for me." You squeeze his fingers. "Even for a minute. Which isn't your fault, that's how being angry works. You get so annoyed at someone that you lose it."

"I don't hate you, though," he murmurs. "You really think I have disdain for you? 'Cos I don't, honey. Not for a millisecond. That's not what it'd be about." He can't believe he's loved you this long and this is the first he's hearing about this feeling in particular. "When we were fighting earlier, I wasn't thinking about how awful you are or anything like that." 

"What were you thinking?" you ask hesitantly. 

"That I wish you'd see my side." It comes out in a rush, a sigh, his hand sliding up your wrist. "I just wanted you to see my fucking side for once."

"Are you kidding?" you say. 

He backtracks. "Sorry, not for once. That wasn't fair. It's what I was thinking, though" 

Much less insulted by his thoughts at the time of a blow up argument than the notion that he thought you were refusing to see his side after you literally asked him to tell you his side a second before, you relax. Or, you sag, and your brows pull together in pain, free hand moving to your chest. 

Steve sidles in as close to your side as he can get and covers your hand with his. "You okay?' he asks softly. 

"I'm fine. Tell me your side."

"I'm sorry for upsetting you," he says honestly. "But I need you to cut me some slack. I know you're having a really hard time right now, and I know you know I'm trying to make it work just as much as you are. Is that okay?"

You take his hand from your chest and put it over your baby bump. He could weep with relief. 

"That's okay. I really am sorry, Steve, I know I took it too far." 

"Well, I got angry twice. I wish you'd told me how you felt about it, you know? I would've told you a long time ago that I– I love you even when you're pissing me off. You don't have to feel embarrassed thinking you've lost my respect or something." 

"I know it doesn't make sense," you say. 

"But if that's how you feel," he says. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I just want us to be okay again. 

"We're okay again," you say, staring at him for a few long, slow seconds. "I love you." 

"That's the best one, right? After we fight? I love you, too," he says, hand slipping under your shirt. He'd do it if you weren't pregnant, but now you are he does it for a different reason, feeling along your ballooned tummy for something in particular. "Has she been kicking today?" 

"Only every time you talk," you say, beaming, knowing how special that is. You move his hand to the very top of your bump. "Feels like she's inside my lungs. Would you…" 

Steve grins and leans down. You pull the hair from his eyes, holding him to your chest. "Listen, lovely girl. You gotta give your mom a break, go back to sitting on her bladder for a bit. The only person who should be making her breathless is me." 

"Corny," you say, scratching his hair. 

Steve puts his ear to your stomach. She won't talk back, and he can't hear much, but he tricks himself into thinking your weird stomach gurgling is the baby speaking. 

"No," Avery says, much closer than Steve thought she was, the troupe of them having made their way downstairs while Steve was busy laying on your stomach. "This will work, Beth."

"I don't want them to be angry," Bethie says. 

"They won't be angry with us. Mom doesn't get mad, she gets disappointed, and dad only shouts when I den-danger my safety." 

You snort and Steve tries uselessly to cover your mouth. "It's a make up plan," you whisper. 

"Oh. We have to still be fighting, then," Steve says. He springs up, gives you a very tender if he says so himself kiss to your cheek, and crawls back to his empty seat. 

"Let's go," Dove insists, prancing through the open door. 

You and Steve try to look dreadfully morose. 

"Daddy," Avery says, "Mommy, we made you something to say thanks for being the best dad and mom's ever made."

"You did?" you ask. 

"And to stop worrying," Bethie says, drifting toward Steve on automatic. 

"My loves," you begin. Steve knows what you'll say —We're sorry. 

"Just listen!" Avery insists. "You're the bestest ever, and we have the new baby coming and we'll have to take new photos but we can't because she's still getting bigger, so we drew one." 

"Baby photos always make you happy," Beth says.

It's a family portrait on a jagged edged, five feet long piece of paper from one of their paper rolls. You're all very tall and there have been efforts to make each person individual. Steve stands out as the only one with shorts and no eyelashes. Your baby bump has been drawn like you're carrying Pluto around in your abdomen, and Dove is quite small in comparison. Avery has drawn herself to Steve's left, and Bethie stands to hers. It's the most impressive thing Steve has ever seen. 

"Oh, wow," he says. 

"Woah," you agree. 

"This is me," Dove says, pointing at herself. 

"That's me," Bethie says, almost dropping her corner of the portrait.

"And there's me and dad and mom and baby," Avery says, pointing at each figure, her arm blocking the crayon hair. "We're the biggest family ever." 

"And the best," Bethie says.

"Best," Dove agrees. 

If things hadn't been okay between you and Steve before, they are now. In an instant. The girls have presented you with evidence of his very greatest achievements. 

"How much do you think it would cost to get that framed?" he asks you. 

Your laugh jumps from you as though it had a mind of its own, loving and exhausted, fond. Unsurprised. 

"Couple hundred bucks," you say, hand cupping the bottom of your stomach. 

"We have that, right? To spare?" 

You absolutely don't. Steve says it to make you laugh again, only half joking, and is rewarded by your happy smile. You shuffle down the couch into his arms and he wraps you up without closing his arms, hands extended to the girls where they hesitate. 

"Come on," he says, waving his hand toward your back, "this mom sandwich is missing at least three pieces of bread." 

Avery cheers and sprints into his reach. Beth and Dove aren't far behind. 

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kisses before dinner au

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[daenysx]

Okay so

Modern Aegon fake dating but the uh oh feelings are real and things get hot 🥵

thank you for this request, i hope you like it!

my masterlist

princess treatment

modern!aegon ruins your fake dating agreement by falling in love with you. nsfw.

you drive aegon targaryen insane.

your little smiles, your hands on his hand or on his back, your soft hair falling gracefully on your neck and shoulders, and you calling him 'my love' all the fucking time.

as if you're actually in love with him.

his brain is blurry when you two are around other people. the fake dating messes with his head, he has to remind himself that this is not an actual relationship. your little acts of love are not real.

he was the one offering it. he offered you to pretend, only when you are around people especially around your family members. both of your families have important places in the business world. his father viserys is your father's business partner and this requires aegon and you to meet at several occasions.

this is where it all begins.

alicent had enough of aegon's girlfriends, or actually the girls he slept with and left. because of aegon's careless actions, alicent had to prevent the press from writing about his acts which would bring the family a bad reputation. well, worse than their reputation now at least.

it was also the day when they meet aemond's girlfriend. alicent loved the girl, she almost treated her like a second daughter. aegon had to try not to throw up every time he saw aemond's proud smile. "why can't you be like your little brother? i'm sick of these behaviours aegon, i'm sick of your stupid actions and all those girls i had to convince not to speak badly of you!"

he couldn't stand another thing aemond bested him at. he couldn't stand hearing alicent's usual disappointed words that made him sad and furious. he should find a proper girlfriend to be with all those stupid events and stop his family's snarky comments at everything he does.

he saw you that night. standing next to your big brother, obviously bored and intolerant. you tried to smile at people talking to you but those smiles were all fake. aegon found out that you had a terrible argument with your father earlier that night about your boyfriend. you broke up with that boy because your father didn't approve of him. you didn't look heartbroken, instead you looked angry and vengeful.

he approached to you later that night when you were standing alone and he tried to convince you into his brilliant fake dating plan. we can be with anyone we want, we only have to pretend when we have to, just be careful not to be seen with them when you're not with me. and you agreed.

the plan had worked. targaryens and your family were quite happy with this new relationship. it affected the opinions of the people in their business in a positive way. even alicent seemed to be proud and happy with aegon.

aegon should be happy.

but aegon isn't happy. he is mad at himself for ruining the plan's actual purpose. he is mad at you for being so perfect. you are a great actress, you actually made him believe that he is somehow nice and lovable. the moments when there is no one around are the worst. aegon has to face with the truths, and the truths are cold and lonely. aegon hates the truths.

he tries to be the perfect-fake boyfriend. he opens all the doors for you, always asks if you want something, walks with you in the room with his hand on your waist, and calls you little endearments.

everyone except aegon is content with the way things go. the families are already happy but you also seem happy with the fake dating thing. you make all the good appereances in public and you have the secret freedom to be with anyone you want.

"i'll meet with cregan after the event tonight."

aegon tries to be cool as he watches you perfect your make up for the upcoming event. "stark? come on princess, you can do better than that."

you smile. "i don't want better, i want him."

aegon feels his blood boil. he smiles but the smile is broken. he knows cregan stark will be a temporary boyfriend for you because no man could ever do with your princess attitude, right? they couldn't stand it and they would leave. it's all that happened 'til now.

"what about you? are you seeing someone?"

he has stopped being with other girls since he accepted his feelings for you. he tried to be with them for the hope of forgetting you. it didn't work, it actually made him more desperate, so he stopped.

"no, not really."

you nod, apply your red lipstick on your lips. fuck that lipstick, it looks perfect.

the event goes smoothly. what worries him is the end of the night. you let go of his hand when you're sure there is no one around. you get into your car and leave him there, to meet cregan stark.

hours of agony pass until he's got enough of it. he drinks one glass of whiskey then he leaves his apartment.

he drives to your house, doesn't even know why. he wants to do something to get him out of this stupid misery. he wants you to know that he fucked up the plan and fell in love with you.

he stops when he sees you in front of your house. with cregan stark. stark leans in to kiss you and aegon loses it. he knows he has no right to say anything, you are not breaking any rules but seeing you with another man is hard. too fucking hard.

you pull cregan to yourself, the door is open and you lead him inside. you don't break the kiss as you walk in. aegon has to do something, the images of you and stark in your room, on your bed haunts him. he walks to your house and knocks on your door. he doesn't care if he'll embarrass himself. that one glass of whiskey gives him the slight courage and he keeps knocking.

you open the door, your red lipstick smeared through cheeks and you look fucking glorious. he wishes the image in front of him to be for him.

"what are you doing here?"

he lifts his head, looks at your questioning face and tries to think of an answer. then he sees stark standing behind you, trying to understand what happens. the moment he recognizes the remnants of the lovely shade of your lipstick on his lips, aegon feels his heart clench with anger.

"get the fuck out of here." aegon says, calmly to cregan. you look at him in disbelief.

"excuse me, who gives you the right to come at my home and tell my guest to leave?" your tone is cool and dangerous.

"remember our agreement, princess? that agreement gives me the right. i won't say it one more time, get the fuck out of here."

he sees the look on cregan's face, clearly the man would fight aegon with a single word from your mouth. instead cregan looks at you and asks a silent question.

"i'm sorry cregan, let's end the night here. i'll call you tomorrow."

he nods, and throws a scary look to aegon as he walks out the door.

"and you. come in and tell me what the hell is wrong with you tonight."

aegon follows you inside, closes the door. he tries to calm down, to not say anything that will annoy you further.

"cat got your tongue? tell me, why are you here?" you ask.

"i wanted to see you."

"and you thought coming over to my house in the middle of the night and saying get out to my guest is the right thing to do? perfect."

aegon shooks his head. "i don't want him near you."

"aegon, you have no right to say that."

"it doesn't change a thing. i don't want him near you."

you stare at him. "you have a thing against cregan?"

he chuckles darkly. "princess, i have a thing against any man who breathes around you."

"what is that suppose to mean? are you drunk? if so, please stop talking now because i don't want to hear anything you say without thinking."

he shakes his head. "i'm not drunk. i mean everything i say. i don't want any other man near you, i don't want their filthy hands on you, i don't want them to have a taste of you. is it so hard to understand?"

"are you insane? of course it's hard to understand! what we have is a simple arrangement. why are you saying that right now?"

"because i ruined the arrangement! i ruined it. i-i fucking broke it. i couldn't stop. i just couldn't stop myself."

you ask calmly this time. "what happened, aegon?"

"i fucking fell in love with you."

the words leave his mouth and you can't help your tears. they make their way on your cheeks and you make a little noise.

aegon can't believe his eyes. why are you crying now? did he upset you that much? guilt crawls in his chest and he can't breathe for a moment.

"why are you crying? wh-what is it?" he asks in a broken voice.

you inhale and try to stay strong in front of him. "you can't just come here and tell me you love me, when i try so hard not to accept my feelings for you just to keep the arrangement safe."

does he hear it correctly? do you say that you have feelings for him? can he actually be this lucky?

"what did you say? you-do you love me? but you said you want stark."

"i lied. great actress remember?"

"so, you love me?"

"you're a fucking idiot."

he weakly smiles and comes closer to you, holding your teary cheeks and presses his lips on yours. it's a desperate kiss, full of longing and love. aegon doesn't know how to show his love properly, so he just follows his instincts. he kisses you for minutes, kisses your face, your forehead. he holds you in his arms and smells your hair.

you wrap your arms around him, still crying and obviously shocked. you try to keep yourself steady even if it feels too hard. all this time you tried to keep your own feelings hidden just to keep your perfect couple image safe and now aegon has the nerve to tell you he is in love with you. you are not sure if you should be happy or angry.

"i'm so mad at you right now." you say after your tears slows down.

"be mad at me tomorrow and i'll explain everything. but now, let me take care of you. let's forget everything for a night, princess."

you nod, leading him to your bedroom. he helps you take off your dress and your heels. you go to bathroom and clean your make up, he takes off his clothes as well. you come out of the bathroom wearing a robe, all clean and relaxed now. he kisses you again, this time he feels you relieved and he smiles.

he lays you on bed, your hair looks like a goddamn crown on your pillows, all shiny and pretty. "what a beautiful princess."

he kisses you, takes off your robe and there is nothing underneath. the sight of your soft skin welcomes him and he is quick to press kisses on your body. his hands stroke the flesh of your thighs as he kisses your nipples. he decides to take his time, to be soft for you. because that's what princesses deserve.

he kisses all the way down to your lower abdomen. he looks up at your face, flushed and expectant. he kisses your clit and you push yourself to him. he kisses it again, again and again. it's swollen with need and aegon feels himself getting harder for you.

he brings his fingers on your cunt, slowly touches your entrance and lets the wetness there coat his fingertips. he starts rubbing your clit, kisses your belly. nothing he does is painful, all of it feels perfect. like a fucking princess treatment.

he rubs your clit with a soft pressure, teasing your entrance and not giving you what you actually want. "aegon, harder. do it harder."

he smirks. "i don't think this is the right attitude for a princess. you should say please to get what you want."

"hmm, no. not all princesses are delicate and gentle. you should've knew about that."

his smile broadens. "my mistake, then. tonight tell me anything you want and i'll give it to you. we can talk about the princess attitude tomorrow."

"can't resist me?"

he shakes his head. "fuck, no."

he rubs your clit harder, his thumb circles it and he puts his two fingers inside. you clench around him, ask him to do it a little harder and he obliges. he has no choice. no choice against you.

he makes you come on his fingers. the orgasm gives your muscles relief and you smile. you kiss him after he licks his fingers and you taste yourself on his lips. you take off his underwear and his cock rests against his stomach.

"come, lay down for me." you say coolly.

he does as he's told. you sit on his thighs, start stroking his already hard cock and make him close his eyes under you.

"that's okay for you?" you ask.

"anything you want is okay for me."

you position yourself on his cock and start moving on top him. he lifts himself closer to your body for a moment, tries to help you adjust. you hold his hands as you move, your muscles clench and you moan softly. you keep moving for a few moments and then decide have a little fun.

"aegon?"

"hmm?" he is so lost in his pleasure.

"my legs are tired."

"is that so? well, i can't possibly be a man who lets his princess move in pain now can i?"

he changes the position and now you're under him. he starts moving a little faster, tries to find a pace. "that's it, fucking perfect. not gonna last."

you wrap your arms around his neck, stroking his hair. you moan for him, his name falls from your lips. "my love."

he fucking loses it then, moves faster inside you. "call me that again."

you arch your back as he carries you to your peak. "oh, my love."

he kisses your lips in a passion that you've never seen before. it only takes three more thrusts and he pulls himself off you, comes on your belly. he makes sure you're alright after your second orgasm that night and puts his head on your chest.

breathing sounds fill your room, he leaves the bed for a moment and grabs a clean towel from your bathroom to clean you and himself. you look sleepy now, he is quick to return to bed next to you, pull the covers on and holds you on his chest.

"so, are we not fake dating now?"

he smiles. "we are definitely not fake dating after how you've made me feel now, princess."

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[narcosmx]

Hey, I'm so happy you're back I missed reading your works.I was wondering if you'll still do the requests that you mentioned there because they were all great ideas : https://www.tumblr.com/narcosmx/669340063334842368/request-list-here-is-a-list-of-the-request-that

being enedina's best friend and falling for benjamin arellano-felix would include:

a/n: okay so this made mee think about the enedina's bff falling for benjamin thing and i got going, so yes i'll be going back to some of these hehe

okayokay hear me out rich boss babes together

WHICH LEAD ME TO THINK LIKE WHAT IF ENEDINA'S BFF WAS AMADO'S YOUNGER SISTER

so like amado is the kind of older brother where like... you call me and ofc i'll come solve your problems for you but can you like....maybe handle what you can on your own

kinda just gives her a wad of cash, la bendicion and be like go live your life kid at least one of us should enjoy the money i'm making lol

"vaya con dios mijita" also get the vibes that he def taught you how to fly too

so i imagine you being a little bit more rough and tumble than enedina

but like you bring out the boss bitch in her, reminds her she is capable of breaking away from this idea of "being a woman" was

being bffs with dina gives me like, you practically live at her place vibes you know

like you have a toothbrush, and clothes and your favorite soaps in the goddamn shower

you go home only to like swap out the roation of outfits you have or getting a new pair of shoes or something

otherwise you were essentially living at the arellano-felix house, shit even their mom jokes about her liking you more than your own kids

and the girls fucking love having you around, and lowkey probably ramon too because you're never one to shoot down his crazy ass ideas

pancha is like "don't you like, ever get tired of being here" and you're like "don't you ever get tired of being the ugliest member of this family?"

and benjamin oh benjamin at first he tries to pay you no mind, but you're not one he can easily ignore

so he resigns himself to nodding at you and huffing with laughter when he sees how comfortably you lounge around his fucking house because no matter what you do like he cannot get mad at you

you do something and he smiles and someone else does that same exact thing he'd rip them several new assholes.

okay listen i don't know why i get the vibes that like you're an expert at breaking into anything that isn't welded shut

you know, like you grew up around criminals you were bound to pick something up

not that you had to break into dina's place, you had a key but sometimes it's just fun to freak the other's out

i just imagine, like benjamin coming home a day after having like fortified security and he just looks into the backyard and you're chilling poolside

he walks out and it like "w-we changed the locks yesterday after a security issue... how the fuck did you? dina is out making your key right now??"

you nearly giggling as you take a sip of your drink "you make me laugh, benji"

YOU CALLING HIM BENJI I CANNOT \

him opening his mouth to say something and him being like yeah nope nevermind and turning on his heel and walking inside

hehe having to turn on his heels so fast because he can't help but smile at you and your antics

dina walking out and being like "hey bebe, i left your key in your bag" but side eyeing her brother because she knows she knows something is up

because no one makes her wet blanket of a brother smile like that

you and dina going to fancy dinners together can you imagine, going to the hottest spots in all of baja

you two getting all dolled up in her room together, they can hear you laughing from down the street lol

unabashedly singing at the top of your lungs lol

but i also have this one moment of scene stuck in my head

you and dina are in a rush getting ready to go somewhere and like dina is showering and you're like

well i'm def not showering in any of the other boys fucking rooms because NOPE

and i dunno but benjamin gives you vibes that his bathroom would be clean and so you...go for it

you couldnt have shame if they paid you so you're just out here causally breaking into fucking tijuana's biggest drug dealer's room

going in to take a shower, showering you know and then as you come out with like a robe wrapped around yourself and drying yout hair, benjamin is entering the room

and there's just this moment where benjamin is looking at you like with like a what the fuck but like amused face

and you're like "look, where else did you want me to go? i'm def not fucking showering in ramon's shower"

and benjamin is like "hm i don't know maybe???? the freaking guest bathroom"

and you laughing him off the face of the planet

and okay imagine he has like documents laying around his room because he wakes up in the middle of the night and worries about bus iness stuff because that's him

anyways you saw it and you idk just have this knack for business or math and you just walk up past him brushing against him and kiss his cheek and are like "thanks for sharing the bathroom with me, and if you raise the tax 1.5 percent over 6 months you'll cover that cost" you note motioning your head towards the document and walking away AHHH

#narcos mexico #narcos fan fiction #narcos mexico imagines #benjamin arellano felix x reader #benjamin arellano felix

[looseratinthegarage]

I'm such a fucking simp for my boy Thomas hewwit......idk if ur okay with this topic, but would you be willing to write about Tommy with a pregnant wife/S/O? I love domestic dad tommy 😫😫 you can write abt anyone else who you think of too : )

Don't feel pressured to write this : ) I'm happy with anything <3

Tommy is the key to true happiness <3

Also I love whatever the fuck that image is-

I try to include everyone so this s/o will be afab but pronouns remain neutral 😋

I may or may not have gone super overboard with this one and have like three other parts to it- would you like to see those as well? They all take place one after the other but time has passed in between them if that makes sense.

Also, I grew up around pregnancy, whether it be a family member or an animal. So I know quite a bit about it; the process and behaviors that come with it. but even so, I haven’t been pregnant myself so I can’t be sure this is 100% accurate.

(NOT PROOF READ!!!!! I WILL EDIT IT TOMORROW OF ALL ERRORS!!!!!)

Domestic Bliss pt 1

Pt 2

You were definitely showing in the pregnancy now. You had to start wearing Tommy’s shirts for comfort because of your growing belly. But nonetheless you still try to act like you aren’t eight months pregnant. You carry the heavy laundry basket out the back door and move the load to your hip to lean on the banister for support. You hobble over to the washboard and start your work. You place the full basket down with a groan and sit down on a nearby stump.

It was pretty hot outside, but not too bad. You wipe your brow and keep washing the dirty clothes. You hang it up on the rack and sit back down. You pull out one of Thomas' shirts, you hold it to your face and breathe in his scent. You sigh happily, placing it in the wash bucket and scrubbing the grime away. You hear the back door to the house creak open and close again, but keep washing, not acknowledging it.

You hear a deep grunt from behind and you smile knowing you’ve been caught. Your overprotective husband placing his large hand on your shoulder. You strain your neck to look at him.

“Welcome home, my love,” you coo and he leans down to meet you in a kiss.

He shook his head disapprovingly and pointed to the back door. You sigh and look up at him pleadingly.

“I just want to help out around the house.” You try to rationalize with him.

He shook his head once more and with more strength pointed to the door. You nod your head and begin getting up. He places his hands on under your elbows and helps you up. You smile up at him lovingly.

“You'll never take me alive!” You yell dramatically and very slowly shimmy away.

You hear your husband fondly chuckle and walk after you, gently stopping your mad escape. He turns you to face him and cups your cheeks. He leans in and places a loving kiss to your upturned lips. He wraps his large arm around you and pulls you to his side. He begins walking towards the house.

“Darn it, seduced again!” You joke and lean into him, even though the heat was slowly killing you.

He opens the screen door for you like a gentleman and you walk into the semi-cooler homestead. Luda Mae had a displeased motherly look to her.

“What the hell have I told you about workin’? You're ’bout to pop, sweet pea! This is no time to be exerting yourself.” She scolded then handed you a glass of cold water.

“Thank you, mamma.” You smile and Tommy escorts you into the living room.

He helps lower you onto the couch and tries to make you comfortable. You caress his cheek and pull on him to lower himself. You place a kiss on his now reachable forehead. You take a sip of the cold water and feel a wave of relief wash over you.

“So, you bet it’s gonna be a girl, and I bet it’s gonna be a boy.” You could see him smiling under the mask.

“Thought of any names? Even though I’m definitely right.” You playfully push him.

He nods and clears his throat. He often does this when it’s been a while since he’s last spoken.

“Penelope,” He suggests, you nod, taking note.

“Amelia,” he scratches the back of his arm and sinks into the couch.

“Matilda?” He shrugs, though caring very much about his child, getting a bit self conscious about voicing his opinions.

“They’re beautiful,” you look deeply into his stunning eyes. “Too bad we won’t be using them.” He stuck your tongue out playfully.

He shook his head fondly then his gaze returned to you. The way Thomas looked at you, you understand what he wanted. You nod and think for a moment.

“Well, I was thinking Arthur or maybe Thomas.” You look up at your now blushing husband.

Hoyt started making fake gagging noises, then Mamma hit him and told him to shush. At some point they must have walked into the room. You giggle at the weird family, but you wouldn’t change it for anything. It was your weird family. Even though Hoyt was an ass, you're just biding your time. One of these days he’s gonna mess with the wrong person and get run over or something.

“So, how was work?” You ask curiously, he grumbles and looks away, you sigh and pat his arm.

“I’m sorry, darling,” You lean into him comfortingly.

“Was it those men again?” You asked, but he didn’t reply.

You knew exactly what his silence meant. You huffed at the thought of those cruel foul men harassing your poor Tommy.

“Need any help with dinner, mamma?” You ask, trying to change the subject.

“Nuh-uh, I’ve got it, you rest up ya hear?” She scolds you for even asking and walks into the kitchen.

#thomas x reader #thomas hewitt x reader #slashers #thomas brown hewitt #horror #slasher community #slasher x reader #texas chainsaw massacre #thomas hewitt #luda mae hewitt #bruncle hoyt #hoyt hewitt #monty hewitt #uncle monty #tcm #tcm the beginning #tcm thomas #tcm 2006 #tcm 2003

[thepariahcontinuum]

An MHA x Parahumans Crossover idea

Because I did the same thing for RWBY x Parahumans.

Which members of the MHA cast would each member of the Slaughterhouse 9 try to recruit for their "Try-Outs" the way they did in Brockton Bay?

Hatchet Face: Okay so in canon Hatchet Face doesn't get to make a selection, because he's dead and the others are picking his replacement; also we never got much of an insight into him beyond 'Serial killer vibes' now for the RWBY version of this I picked Tyrian for matching vibes and there is a very straightforward obvioucs answer here, but you'll see I saved that for later. The least important member of the nine can pick a minor character so: Moonfish, the guy with the teeth

Mannequin: For someone whose whole modus operandi is to find Tinker class Capes who are trying to make the world a better place and break them there really is only one option in the MHA cast and that is Mei Hatsume.....Try not to think about the fact that Mei's Quirk is related to her vision and not her genius and so there's an easy but symbolic way for her to pass Mannequin's challenge of "Change yourself"

Crawler: Crawler's nominations are a unique thing, he doesn't nominate people with any intention of the actually surviving and joining the Nine, all he wants is the strongest possible opponents to fight so that he can keep on evolving and that makes things simple; I considered Deku, Shiggy and Allmight but really, the best possible challenge for Crawler would be All For One, something that gives him a chance to evolve to fight multiple different threats at once.

Bonesaw: Easiet possible answer: Dr Kyudai Garaki/Daruma Ujiko, the Nomu scientist; of course Bonesaw wants a grumpy grandpa mad-scientist to join the family.

Burnscar: Okay so hear me out, in canon Burnscar forewent her opportunity to nominate in order to visit someone she was in the Parahuman Asylum with; so I think that yet again she'd forego her chance in order to basically veto someone else from being nominated. In this instance I'm gonna go with the idea that she saw Shoto's burned face and selected him/the Todoroki family as off limits for the rest of the Nine....Also because when she's not in serial killer mode she's a weeb and a dork and the idea of her being awkward as fuck but thinking that this is clearly the start of a romance is amusing to me.

Shatterbird: She takes fighters and cold blooded killers, or people she can mould into cold blooded kilers....I like the idea that she was weighing up several options, maybe Endeavour, maybe Mirko, maybe Lady Nagant but then she heard about Katsuki Bakugo; a promising young hero who has already proven his abilities, his capacity for violence and has already been kidnapped by one villain team seeking to poach him. Immediately she decides that he's the only possible candidate.

Siberian: In canon he recruited Rachel because she was an outcast who reminded him of his daughter and I honestly considered the idea of taking one of the Heteromorph heroes like Froppy or Mina but then I had to slap myself and realise that Himiko Toga is the obvious choice....Also Toga and Burnscar can be Yandere together.

Cherish: Again, in a situation without Alec Cherish would just pick whoever reminded her most of Alec and initially that was gonna be Todoroki; son of a bastard and clearly the favourite....When Burnscar denied her that I like to think she debated picking someone close to Shoto, like Momo just to be petty, but whilst scoping out UA she found someone whose personality reminded her of Alec; I think she'd nominate Neito Monoma....Granted Shinsou's power is closer to Regent's but Cherish picked her brother to get him killed, I think we all want Monoma dead at least a little.

Jack Slash: Okay this gonna be another 'Cop-out protag vs villain match up' but hear me out....I think Jack would go looking for Stain and be unimpressed in the end, the same way he was with Oni Lee and then start looking for other candidates, if Hatchet Face was dead than I can see him wanting Aizawa as a replacement, if not then maybe LeMillion for the potential and the opportunity to break someone heroic....But, in canon he forewent his chance to nominate in order to have his game with Theo; and I think if anyone's gonna piss him off like that and make him second guess himself and change his plans....It's gonna be Deku, the kid who started with no powers and who even the Hero Killer respects; of course Jack Slash is gonna want to tear him down.

#Wormblr #Parahumans #worm webserial #my hero academia #MHA #boku no hero academia #BNHA #Slaughterhouse Nine #Jack Slash #Deku #izuku midoriya #Cherish #neito monoma #siberian #William Manton #himiko toga #Shatterbird #bakugou katsuki #Burnscar #shoto todoroki #Bonesaw #riley davis #Daruma Ujiko #Nomu #Crawler #all for one #Mannequin #mei hatsume #Hatchet Face #Moonfish

[fiercehildr]

I read something about someone stealing one of your commissions but I haven't seen anything about it on tumblr. What happened???

Hello, nonnie! ❤️

That's going to be a long post... so buckle up.

Basically a commissioner took one of my old elucien piece (one where we see Lucien and Elain's head as a ying and yang and features related to their characters like flowers or autumn leaves circling around them and linking together) as "inspiration" for a commission of theirs except it became a complete plagiarized piece.

It looked like it could be the other side of the mine and the commissioner took all the credit for the "concept" in the comments.

To explain the whole situation:

I)

I woke up at 6 am to an artist friend of mine sending me a DM telling me to "not stress but someone plagiarized you" and my first thought was "leave me the fuck alone *sigh*". I went and checked it out and yeah, indeed.

I showed it to like 10 persons to make sure I was not crazy, some of them being family members who have no idea that this fandom even exists, and they all confirmed the uncanny similarities.

So at first, I was mad and made a story about it. I was sure that this person was one of my old bully since their IG name were so close. Turns out I was wrong here.

The story was made in anger ( but no name dropping or picture) and so I deleted it when I realized my mistake. I was also just... exhausted? Like... here we go again. Obviously, that was done on purpose.

_______

I decided to send this to the artist and basically told them "here is a piece which I think was plagiarized from our commission." and she ended up making the relation between the "shipwar" and "trying to bother me" all by herself and she's not even in the fandom.

I wanted her to decide by herself about the best course of action. Do we do something? Does she? Do we keep silent? All up to her. I care little about this shipwar now so it obviously wasn't about this stupidity but about the audacity and the nerve of it.

In all honesty, except for a few game polls in my instagram story or some gwyn mermaid commissions, I have little to no interest in this book series and even less in the shipwar now.

Our conversation was like... 6 messages and I never talked about how this person and I had conflict. I didn't even talk about the commissioner themselves.

II)

Now I'm saying this because the other commissioner then made a public story (sent to me in DMs by friends who were following the story) which accused me of unfairly antagonizing her.

I had to unblock this person to go check for myself becauseI had them blocked for days now (I like "curating your own internet experience" by blocking accounts my for you page propose and which are not my jam. Shocking I know.)

In this story, they basically accused me of spying on their account. Now I found this funny because:

1- I couldn't give less than a fly's shit about their entire existence.

2- Clearly I have more relevance in their life than they do in mine and it's very funny to me that they thought the contrary. Sorry but who stalked and copied here? Hmm?

In this story, this person also said I made this fandom toxic (me, not the person who plagiarized an artist to purposefully get a reaction) and that I was basiclly a shitty person for telling the artist about this situation.

They also said that they needed to write this story because they basically found it incorrect to involve artists in shipwar situations which was ALSO very funny:

This was only a shipwar situation for them. I don't care about elriel. Do your stuff, love what you love. I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm only a low key elucien shipper who mostly made this commission for a friend of mine (@amandapearls). If my commission was Slauren initially and they had done this with Emilia and Wrath, I would have STILL told the artist.

If the roles were reversed they would have done the same as me and possibly worse.

They should have thought ot the artists (and the consequences of their actions) before pulling this.

They also provided pictures of references that they apparently used. As a commissioner of some time now, I can assure you that these pics would not have given this piece in the end. It was pretty clear to everyone, sadly for them. And I just know that every single person who defended them did it as a loyalty move because you can't be that blind.

III)

When I realized the commissioner had brought this in their stories, where everyone could see, I figured that shots were fired and I had to defend myself and my honor.

I made my own stories, where I said everything I said here and even showed the two commissions next to one another. I repeated again and again that I tried to handle this discreetly (in DMs and between the artists) but that she wanted otherwise (obviously, I suspect it was bait ayway)

Then came the friends of them. Here are the stuff they said:

*goes on with the same repeated arguments no matter my answers*

*implies that I'm an horrible person for answering their public story*

*implies that I shouldn't have opened my mouth*

*gives infomation about how the artist handled this which don't concern me anyway and with no receipts of course*

*tells me a friend of mine vague posted about the commissioner in their story and it's super mean and scared her*

*implies that me letting the artist decides of the steps to take was no good and I should have go to the commissioners' dms*

*tells me that the commissioner is considering leaving the fandom because of me*

*insists on my past experiences and how I'm 'not like that for real' (turns out they don't follow me at all and only know of my past bullying because they were friends with my bullies lol)*

*tells me that for someone who was bullied, I bully too (refers to me answering the story by one of my own)*

*implies that I scare her and insists that she's full innocent and that I have no proof that it's copied (it's a copy paste and several artists and commissioners reached out to me that it was "fucking wild")*

So yeah, I blocked these people and that's the end, really. So just another bait to insult me over and my mental health took another hit but I don't hear much about it, funnily enough, so I'm just answering this one ask. I think everything is here anyway.

Thank you to everyone who supported me, even when I was feeling really low at this moment. You all rock ❤️

Have a lovely day, Nonnie. ❤️

#elucien #commission #ask #shit show #acotar fandom

[takerfoxx]

Well, I just got some interesting news that I can't really discuss my real feelings with in real life, so I guess it's time for some really bitter trauma dumping.

So, um, I don't know how many of you remember, but there was a little incident a few years back where, after living with my cousin and his girlfriend for about three years, they asked me to move out so they could have more "privacy as a couple," which basically meant tht they were having issues again and thought that having me leave might help make things easier on them, despite them being the ones who had reached to me to ask me to move in with them. Due to a number of other factors, not the least being that this was the third time my roommates had done something similar and the second time of it being due to a couple doing what they felt was best for them and leaving me holding the bag, this caused me to have something of a mental health collapse, and I've been struggling with anxiety and, as I just figured out, depression ever since! And yeah, there were a lot of other things happening that contributed to that,

But here's the thing: the first couple to do that, who were my best friends, ended up divorcing a couple years later. And apparently, it got ugly.

And as I recently found out, my cousin and his girlfriend ended up breaking up just the other week, and from all accounts, it was volatile.

So you can imagine that I have a lot to process. Like, what the hell am I even supposed to feel? On the one hand, I feel awful for my cousin, since I know he cared a lot about her. On the other, I've been mad at him for two years now because of everything that's happened (basically, a few weeks before he asked me to leave, I had talked to him about them having treated me like more of a guest than a resident for a while now, and he reassured me that it wasn't the case, that he did want me to feel like that was my home, and that it wasn't, and I quote, me versus the couple, only for him to drop this on me a very short time after), so there's that. And it also means that I went through that whole hellish experience, had to throw away seven years of my life, and have it all be for nothing. But at the same time, it also weirdly feels like there's this weight taken off my shoulders? Like, something inside me that got turned off when everything went down has suddenly turned back on again? Which sounds awful, but it is something that I've noticed.

I don't know. It's a mess. But mainly what I've come away with from all of this is that my whole life seems to have been spent getting caught up in other people's relationships, from my parents to my siblings to my friends to other members of my family, getting stuck in their drama, sometimes literally getting sacrificed by the couple in hopes of salvaging things, only for it all to end badly anyway. And every time I've been expected to just take it.

You know, these last few months I've been reconsidering how I feel about being aromantic, as the downside is that I've spent so much time being the third wheel and always ended up as the one left behind, but in light of all this? Fuck it. I'm so glad I'm aromantic. This shit isn't worth it.

Anyway, sorry about the angry venting. I just needed to get it out of my system.

[nellievances]

Hello! Sorry for putting this on you. I don't want to post about this because the Depp fans attack everyone right now but this case is driving me insane. How can they pretend his case doesn't have holes??? He's been caught lying multiple times!!

Also he really wants us to believe that Amber Heard has a baseballs pitcher's arm with the accuracy of a trained snipper to trow a vodka bottle and ONLY CUT THE TIP OF HIS FINGER with no other damage to the rest of his hand or arm not even another piece of glass in his body???? And then HE after that writes her "Hollywood career advice" with his blood and then DIPS HIS SEVERED FINGER IN OIL PAINT to keep calling her 'easy Amber' in a complete sober, tranquil state of mind???

Also his case is so silly. She didn't mention him in the article and got dropped after the movies he was on under performed, he showed up on set high and drunk, and after he lost the UK case where they labeled him a literal 'wife beater' with 12/14 confirmed cases of abuse.

Also he didn't say I hit her back in self defense, he is saying he has never hit a woman. That's going to be disproved once her side starts bringing her MULTIPLE witnesses of abuse (including the texts from his assistant that confirms he kicked her while high).

This case is making me go mad because she did everything "right" she took photos, videos, audios, she has witnesses and everything including the money to keep fighting legally. And that's still not enough.

They're getting desperate to the point of blaming it on BPD and HYSTERIA out of everything, that's so low of them.

Once again sorry for dumping this on you I'm just tired of his fans pretending he's a sweet angel boi who can't do anything wrong. Can't wait for them to bully the crew member that's suing him for assault too or maybe they will start attacking his former body guards for suing him too

Hi anon! It’s no problem at all! I’m happy you feel safe here to talk about stuff like this ☺️ You’re welcome in my inbox anytime!

You’re totally right on every point you make. I agree 110%; I do have to admit your line about her being a baseball pitcher with a sniper’s accuracy did make me laugh out loud and it’s honestly because the claim is so ridiculous! There’s no way she threw a bottle with that much force and accuracy. She couldn’t have if she tried. There’s no way you throw a bottle hard enough to sever a finger and that’s magically somehow the only injury the bottle does to your hand as a whole. Also? Call me crazy but if my finger got fucking severed I wouldn’t be painting the house with it. I would be calling 911 and getting treatment right away?! Also, ow?!?! I’m only injuring myself more by “writing” with it and then putting oil paint in an open wound like?!?! No sober, right minded person would do that. It’s truly so fucking bizarre if you look at it from his “defense” like the hoops you have to jump through just to pretend it makes a shred of sense…

My heart does break for her and for all domestic violence survivors seeing this case, because you’re right. She did everything right. She documented her abuse to friends, family, her therapist, in dated notes, and with photos and audio recordings for years. She survived however she could and got out of there. She left and put a restraining order on him. She tried to settle in court quietly but he won’t let her. She truly did everything right and you’re right. It’s not enough. It’ll never be enough for him because he didn’t win, and as long as he has weird ass cult behind him, worshipping his every move no matter how disgusting it is, it won’t be enough for them either.

And don’t get me started on the hysteria/BPD claims… literally trying to call her fucking crazy and dramatic to discredit her. Not to mention how he paid that woman to diagnose her so convienently… it’s so damning to all abuse survivors with mental health issues. Like?!? How can that even be used against someone?!? Domestic violence doesn’t discriminate when it comes to mental health. Ugh. It genuinely feels like we are in the 1800s with this shit.

#sorry i got a little rant/personal in my reply but i couldn’t help it #but you’re totally right anon you expressed exactly how i feel about this whole case #it’s so fucking frustrating at the end of the day #allie answers #anti johnny depp #i stand with amber heard #abuse cw

[naivesilver]

Crowsourced ideas for the EAH/OUAT crossover because I can't get it out of my fucking head apparently and I need to write them all down in a single place

Apple -> takes the place of baby Neal as Snow and Charming's second child, exacerbating Emma's bitterness because like, if you're a bit jealous that your parents are raising and doting on a baby like they couldn't go to you, that feeling must multiplicate tenfold if said baby is a little girl with blonde hair

Raven -> Regina's baby with Robin. Implies that Cora never dosed her daughter with an infertility spell and also that the whole Zelena pregnancy shebang was avoided somehow PLEASE I need this for my sanity. Has magic blood but ON GOD, Regina will bash Rumple on the head if he comes near her kid with weird power-teaching ideas

(when I made the first post about this I completely forgot that Sparrow Hood is a guy that exists in EAH, but it's fine, we can pretend he doesn't OR Regina can have twins - Raven and Sparrow are names that go so well together, after all! And the prospect is hysterical! Surely nothing could go wrong with those two in the same nursery!!!!!)

Ruby and Dorothy were implied to do some travelling together in the show, right? Maybe they could find the remains of a wolf pack like that of Ruby's mother, except all that's left is VERY mistrustful wolfblood young sisters Ramona and Cerise in severe need for adult intervention. Time for Red Kansas to become chaos moms and break some walls the girls have built, I guess

if Jefferson already has one daughter, there is no reason why he couldn't have TWO daughters! Enter Madeline/Maddie, AKA Grace's mad (honorific) little sis

Cinderella is already called Ashley in OUAT so I'd be loath to keep her daughter as Ashlynn but...Lynney? Lynette? Something? Anyway, a glorified Alexandra LMAO same for Hunter, though - for one, where would Graham get a son, and for two, would he name that son Hunter? Nope. Definitely not. Needs workshopping

other kids I have floating around are Briar (but Aurora is already pregnant in canon so whatever that's easy), Crystal (technically as the daughter of the Snow Queen she should come from Elsa or Ingrid's line, but that doesn't sound likely...maybe Anna and Kristoff instead?), Alistair Wonderland (probably Alice and Cyrus' offspring, but that would mean not interacting much with the rest of the crew), Lizzie Hearts (Cora has no right to a third daughter, so what's the closest thing to the Queen of Hearts? Anastasia the Red Queen? Idk??????) etc etc

and now the actual protagonist in my heart, Cedar Booth Wood

so because of Jojo's intervention, her backstory is established as such: she's the result of one of August's pre-canon flings that ends up in Storybrooke when she's quite young. That narrows the window of time where she could have been conceived before her dad was either wooden/a third grader/being a whole dumbass, but I wanted her to be about the same age as her friends and that means keeping her at about 5yo upon her arrival (timelines are wonky because OUAT's timeline IS wonky, but hardly anybody will even read so far, so ssssssh)

August is her nearest relation available, so that's why he gets a handful of child so suddenly. He is...a bit in shock, but he ends up loving her once the surprise wears off. Marco is OVER THE MOON because it's free granddaughter. Archie is just begging that at least ONE member of their family has a kid in a plain, normal way at some point in the future

then the angst kicks in because it turns out daddy's enchanted tree genes are just a little too strong and they resurface quite vehemently once Cedar steps foot in Storybrooke. Maybe she starts turning into wood, or has an averse reaction to lies, or both, I don't know I'd love it to be both, but I'm scared that I will get yelled at for torturing this child any further

the central point is - I was discussing this topic with @bewilderedmoth the other night and she had a STRONG hand in helping me reach the conclusion that a) this is probably the Blue Fairy's fault, so fuck her b) since Cedar is so young in this AU not only would August be desperate that she gets...cured? Un-cursed? Something, but he'd also realize that...shit. He wasn't much older than her when he got thrown into his personal hellscape. That's fucked up. Who thought it could be a healthy learning experience (see point a)? Unhand his kiddo RIGHT NOW or so help him

finally, this unreasonably funny concept from yours truly, to send you off on a lighter note

#ouat #once upon a time #eah #ever after high #sometimes I feel like that post about op consulting the michael jackson amulet in their pocket before ordering food #except instead of mj I'd carry around an effige of august booth #he speaks to me and ruins my life with these senseless ideas #anyway august as cedar's dad so they can both find catharsis when #au: ever after storybrooke

[hassiegfrieddoneanythingwrong]

Wanna know what really grinds Kriemhild's gears? Both Sieg and the Last Master of Chaldea have already followed in Siegfried's footsteps before she had a chance to steer them away from such self-destructive habits.

In fact, Chaldea's master may just proceed to further infuriate her without having much of a choice in it at all. At this point I'm not sure if she's angrier at her master's reckless stubbornness, or at Chaldeas itself for how many times they've had to rely on the master's dwindling luck to pull them through.

It's okay though. At least in my case when I'm done teasing her and nearly winding up dead for it, there will always be quality tea ready for her, courtesy of Sen no Rikyu and his newest apprentice.

As for Siegfried, not too sure if he's proud of the master, or increasingly horrified at how many times his love has had to give up more of their lifespan trying to aid Novum Chaldea at restoring the world. Probably a mix of both.

If you mean Guda/Ritsuka, then I feel like I'm not really equipped to give a proper answer to this compared to someone else, like Verse. There's definitely a lot of factors going on (being the Last Master of Humanity bc the world outside Antarctica is incinerated/the whole world is bleached, all of the other Masters candidates are fucking dead, having to save humanity bc this teen/young adult is literally the only hope, and even having Kadoc back on Chaldea's side might not even last long bc he might die), but Kriemhild is, without a doubt, pissed. At Chaldea, at the staff, at half of the other Servants, at Guda/Ritsuka, and when she learns why the incineration even happened, possibly pissed at Romani/Solomon and Marisbury as well. She's not paid enough for this shit.

Edit: in regards to Master, they could give any kind of answer to her as to why they joined Chaldea, and she would still be mad. Joined because saving the world, even when the events that would ultimately happened, sounded cool? They're sleeping on the couch with Siegfried for a month and a half. Kinda forced into it by a mage or regular family member? Not as mad, but still pretty pissed, and she now has a new target once this is all over. Joined because why not? She's mad and baffled. Joined because a few randos (who are Chaldea members in disguise) wouldn't leave them alone after giving blood in a blood donation? She's more mad at Chaldea now.

Siegfried would be... mixed. On one hand, it is admirable that they are willing to save the world. On the other hand, they (Guda) never asked for so much shit hitting the fan, and even though he loves both them and Kriemhild, it does frustrate him a bit that he can't do much besides help them in battle. He is glad, in a way, that they're not really going to sacrifice themselves like he did, since they're also intent on surviving through this.

Edit: roughly the same as before in regards to Master, plus a few things he's glad for like them acting as his impulse control of sorts, something that Kriemhild does appreciate. Although, if he finds out Master did join Chaldea because they wanted to save the world, he'll be like "oh no they were like me even before we met".

Once everything is said and done, I bet you 10 bucks that Kriemhild will take the polycule (plus the kids like Sieg and Jack) out for the longest possible vacation, because holy shit. Local Vengeful Widow did not ask for the bullshittery that is the plot of FGO's ongoing story.

#ask #Ritsuka Fujimaru #if we do somehow end up fighting Marisbury (or however you spell Olga's dad name) #I'll definitely let Kriemhild straight-up murder him #if you meant Master as in the Master that appears in the daily posts than man I misread 😅 #Kriemhild (FGO) #Siegfried (Fate) #Mastersona #decided to give this a more accurate answer hope you don't mind anon

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

!reading update!

can't believe I almost forgot for to do the reading roundup for my ✨birthday month✨ but it's been A Time! however during that Time I've also been reading A Lot, which I will be recapping for you now. spoiler alert: it's WAY more comics than I realized, your bitch has been reading a lot of comics.

The Sandman: The Doll's House (Neil Gaiman et al, 1989) - MAN the serial killer convention is SUCH a cool and creepy idea. I know that there are, like, a lot of other things that happen here, but it's seriously so neat. and it's been years since I first read the series, but it's so cool to already spot the strings of the bigger plot coming together with Rose and [fucking spoilers for a 30+ year old comic I guess, people watching the netflix series do not get mad @ me that's a you problem] Desire's scheme to get Dream to kill a member of the family. what a cunt! what a magnificent plot! I love being able to dissect a story and appreciate how finely it's made. hopefully in the coming month I'll plan a little better and manage to read more than one volume a month, because this series really is splendid and deserves the attention.

Gideon the Ninth (Tamsyn Muir, 2019) - another reread, which is also spectacularly satisfying to revisit! Gideon remains unlike anything I've ever read; Muir's style and voice are so terrifically distinctive and make the murder mystery so spectacularly propulsive, and the characters are all so fucking delicious. also, reading it now with the benefit of having read Harrow and knowing more about the Lyctors, made my brain go "!!!!!" in certain places. there's just so many layers of lies and foreshadowing and red herrings ALL OVER THE PLACE in this series and it's SO COOL to be able to spot some of it. Tamsyn Muir is a genius and I couldn't be more hype for Nona.

The Batman Adventures (Volume 2) (Ty Templeton, Dan Slott, Gabe Soria, Jason Hall, 2003) - now hang on, I already know what you're thinking: "Makenzie, did you read this just for that one issue where the Riddler is going off the shits trying to trick Batman into hanging out with him and having dinner?" listen. obviously yes. BUT. this is also for sure one of my favorite comic series I've read all year. this is continuation of the universe of Batman: The Animated Series, taking place in a Gotham where the Penguin has been elected mayor and has made Batman illegal. you guys KNOW I love stories where the Penguin is the mayor; I eat that shit up!! and this story really has everything: Bruce's absolute train wreck of a love life. surprisingly obvious romantic tension between Harley and Ivy. Bruce visiting Bludhaven and being a judgey bitch about how Dick does things as Nightwing. some REALLY bold hard moves in regards to certain rogues, leaving them dangling in very uncertain fates. I really can't recommend it enough, which is why I'm dropping you a link to pirate all 17 issues here.

Love Your Asian Body: AIDS Activism in Los Angeles (Eric C. Wat, 2021) - oh man, yall. do you ever just. read about previous generations of queer people struggling and loving and crying and fighting and doing their best to support each other against seemingly insurmountable odds and get weepy about it? because I do. this is a deeply heartfelt account of a decade of activism in a very specific and highly-overlooked community, narrated by the activists who were fighting on the front lines of the movement. the activists interviewed are so refreshingly upfront about their struggles; Wat seems to have no interest in glorifying LA's Asian AIDS activists but rather shares all of their recollections about unglamorous infighting and critiques that have come about with the benefit of hindsight. it's honest and heart-wrenching and I can't recommend it enough to anyone interested in finding queer connections in the very recent past. it's enlightening to see how much and how little has changed.

Batman: Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader? (Neil Gaiman et al, 2009) - oh man, this really is the most Neil Gaiman Batman story there ever could be. if I didn't know it was published in 2009 I would be entirely willing to believe that it had come out as part of the Sandman in the 80s, honestly; it's got that kind of vibe. I don't say any of that in a derogatory manner; it's a neat little spin on Batman, and you guys know I like stories where the continuity is deliberately runny and everything is canon all at once. and that's pretty much all I have to - oh, sorry, what's that? "Makenzie, did you check this out just because of the extra, unrelated Riddler story included in the back? the one where he's all old and sad talking about how great the silver age was and how modern edgelord shit sucks?" yeah. yeah I did. fuck off.

What We Don't Talk About When We Talk About Fat (Audrey Gordon, 2020) - my friend Emily recently got me extremely into the podcast Maintenance Phase, which Gordon co-hosts, and my friend Danielle recently cited this book prominently while researching for their thesis, so I really couldn't NOT read this now. and god, it's infuriating and smart and fantastic in so many ways. Gordon has just absolutely zero interest in coddling the feelings of thin people, no matter how good they think their intentions are, while she unpacks the cultural bullshit that feeds fatphobia - and why should she!!! which isn't to say Gordon is just mean throughout; she's remarkably vulnerable about some of the worst experiences of her life and articulates that emotion exquisitely, spinning personally narratives flawlessly into articulate essays. if you are, like me, a thin person who gives a shit about fat people and wants to do some serious work confronting the privileges you hold and the shit you need to unpack, you've really gotta read this.

Content Warning: Everything (Akwaeke Emezi, 2022) - I am so DELIGHTED to announce that Emezi's debut poetry collection fucks severely. I'm so enchanted by the way they weave Biblical figures into their poems, envisioning them as extended family - Mary as an auntie, Jesus as a brother, Mary Magdalene as Jesus' lover with whom Emezi develops a relationship of their own. "what if my father called jesus a bastard" is a poem I think about a lot. I don't know, maybe you need to be a #superfan whose read all of Emezi's memoir and highly biographical fiction to get this - maybe the way they relate to Jesus as a fellow young god won't make sense if you don't know about their own very specific understanding of their sense of self. if that's the case then idk, go read all of Emezi's other books immediately and then come back for the poems; you'll be doing yourself a favor.

Harrow the Ninth (Tamsyn Muir, 2020) - I was honestly kind of afraid that I'd run out of everything I had to say about this reread when I was talking about Gideon, but honestly? everything I said about how satisfying it is to reread Gideon goes DOUBLE for Harrow. I can't really say why without getting into massive spoiler territory, because this is a book designed to keep the reader as disoriented as Harrow until the last possible moment before the head-spinning reveal. and you know what? it's SO worth it. the payoff is magnificent; the reread value is tremendous. there seem to be a lot of people getting into the Locked Tomb on my dash right now, which is awesome, but I also keep seeing people talking about how Harrow is too confusing to the point of giving up on it. listen - lean into that discomfort. it's so worth it. you don't have to Get everything all the time and Muir is making lesbian space necromancer ART here.

The Joker War Saga (James Tynion IV et al) - hey man. I'm gonna be real with you. I really liked the arc leading up to this (Their Dark Designs, yes it's the one with the fucked up meth Riddler, you have GOT to mind your own business). I liked it enough that I warily consented to read something called "Joker War" even though I don't usually like Joker-heavy stories and I'm firmly of the opinion that crossover events with "war" in the title are generally pretty bad. and wouldn't you know it? I was right. Joker War sucks. it's dumb and convoluted and just needlessly edgy and draws attention to the Joker's unkillable nature in just the most annoying way. Harley is pretty solid and I enjoy Punchline a lot more than I thought I would, but fuck this.

The Memory Police (Yoko Ogawa 1994; trans. Stephen Snyder 2019) - this was the dark horse winner of my most recent book poll, and once again y'all displayed immaculate taste with your voting power. Ogawa's novel is the haunting story of an isolated young novelist on an unnamed island where things regularly get disappeared not just physically, but from people's minds and hearts as well - birds have been forgotten, as have roses, emeralds, and hats. with every passing day the Memory Police's control on the island tightens, and now whole families are being taken if they're suspected of having the gene to remember things that are taken away. our nameless protagonist's mother could remember, and hid the objects she saved when they vanished, but our protagonist doesn't share this gift. nonetheless, when her editor worries he may be targeted next, our protagonist makes a bold move to hide him from the Memory Police. it's a gorgeously tense and melancholy narrative about fascism and art and emotions and it made me feel a lot of feelings.

Conversations with People Who Hate Me: 12 Lessons I Learned from Talking to Internet Strangers (Dylan Marron, 2022) - as some of you may have noticed from *gestures around* all of this, I have a complicated relationship with the internet and how people on it treat me. I would never pretend that I've had to deal with anything as severe as Dylan Marron receiving homophobic death threats on the regular, but hey - it's not a competition. and in any case, I did cry within the first chapter or two of this book as Marron talked about the process of unlearning the gamification of human interactions online and trying to see the humanity of people who say the MOST vile things to him. I know I can't agree with every single thing Marron says here; I know there are people I just cannot and will not have compassion for because they objectively oppress me and should gargle my balls. but there is a lot here that is genuinely magnificent in its kindness, that I will be trying to integrate into how I comport myself here and in other online spaces.

Any Way the Wind Blows (Rainbow Rowell, 2021) - it took me a long-ass time to finished off the Simon Snow series, despite really enjoying the first one and really enjoying the second one, and really digging these characters in general. but I got there eventually and I DEVOURED it; this books are splendidly readable for being 400+ pages. the plot is watery-thin this time around, but that's alright - sometimes a plot just needs to be a moving sidewalk putting a little extra pressure on the characters while they try to sort out their messy feelings and complicated relationships and codependent childhood friendships. I liked it a lot, I really enjoy the way Rowell writes crushes and intimacy and all the squishy feelings that happen along the way.

Paper Girls Vol. 1-4 (Brian K. Vaughan and Cliff Chiang, 2016-2018) - it's rereading season baby!!! this is like my third attempt to read all of Paper Girls and I'm actually going to make it this time, because I have the final two volumes on hold at the library RIGHT NOW and I'm very much looking forward to picking them up! LET'S GOOOOO. full review to come when I finish the series I guess but Paper Girls is great, go read it. it's a messy brain-bendy little story about friendship and time travelling bullshit, and also has some of the most gorgeous comic book art I've ever seen. Cliff Chiang is brilliant.

I'm Glad My Mom Died (Jennette McCurdy, 2022) - this is one of the buzziest memoirs of the year, and for good fucking reason. McCurdy is a tremendously gifted writer who's clearly been through a lot of therapy and has turned it with remarkable skill into art, and her debut is tremendously impressive. she has an uncanny ability to get the reader in the mindset she possessed at various stages of her childhood, when crying on command and bonding with her mother over anorexia were just facts of life, while also clearly outlining the stark horror of her abuse. readers, I cried more times than I can tell you. I read the entire book in one day. trigger warnings out the ass, so plan accordingly, but if you have the stomach for it this is a really remarkable read. I don't like to call my shots but there's no way in hell I'm Glad My Mom Died isn't going on whatever end-of-year favorite books list I end up making.

Spandex (Martin Eden, 2012) - I read a volume collecting the first three issues of Eden's comic, Spandex, about the titular team of British superheroes, all of whom are queer. I'm going to level with you: it's kind of garbage? the plots feel slapped together, the art is what I would politely call CHARMINGLY scrappy, the team is extremely white with the exceptions of Butch (a super-strong stoic Black woman who doesn't talk much) and Neon (a sexy Japanese ninja who's anime all the way down). but at the same time, it's like... like I'm glad it exists? a lot of mediocre straight art gets published every day; mediocre gay art also deserves that chance. and it's cool to see a superhero team where queerness and gay sex and gender weirdness are the norm instead of being nonexistent or being the entire moral of the story. also Prowler's power is harnessing the abilities of nearby gay people and that rules. that's gay community, babey.

Greenland (David Santos Donaldson, 2022) - WHAT a book !!! Santos Donaldson writes in an absolutely incredible voice, as our protagonist Kip is Going The Fuck Through It. Kip has three weeks to write a novel from scratch for a prospective publisher, and to do this he's boarded himself into the basement of his house against the wishes of his older husband, who has recently announced that he'd like a divorce. the object of Kip's fixation is Mohammed el-Adl, the Black man who had a love affair with older, white English writer E.M. Forster during Forster's time in Egypt. Kip finds much of himself in Mohammed, as a Black man in a relationship with an older white man who has also spent his entire life trying to prove himself as a writer in a predominantly white publishing industry and simultaneously hating the urge he feels to prove himself to a white publishing industry. our man Kip does not have an excellent time in this book, but he's certainly carried by excellent style; his breakdown is narrated start to finish in heady, fervent, manically literary style that never bores.

this one took longer to write than literally any reading recap I've ever done, everyone enjoy xoxo gossip girl

#bookblr #reading updates

[darsynia]

This afternoon is a TRIP. Just hit a follower milestone 💚 ty for following!! 💚 right after getting back home from DRIVING AROUND FOR THE SECOND DAY IN A ROW LOOKING FOR MY CHILDREN.

Rant about the school and my kids lying to me under the cut.

At the beginning of the school year Youngest's teacher and I held multiple conversations about dismissal, and during none of them was I told a family member had to make eye contact with the teacher (2nd grade) to dismiss Youngest. This only became an issue a few months ago when Middle Kiddo was sick and didn't walk home with Youngest, Oldest forgot to pick her up after being reminded, and so Youngest just... played on the school grounds instead of coming home for funsies.

Then I was threatened by the school about following the handbook (there's nothing in the handbook about dismissal), told I would need to have a WRITTEN PERMISSION SLIP for my older daughters to walk Youngest home (also not actual policy they made it up because they were mad), and finally everything was worked out because the Vice Principal was embarrassed that I knew what I was talking about and called her out on the gaslighting. So we agreed that one of the two sisters had to pick up Youngest every day. They worked out a schedule.

Yesterday, I found out that Middle Kiddo has been running away and leaving Youngest to walk home alone for weeks now, and just slowing down when she gets close to home so they walk in the door at the same time. This after some random old guy (we live near a thriving main street) gave Youngest twenty dollars and wouldn't take it back. So you know, already some danger there.

So I said we'd have to have me come in the car every M W F because Tuesdays and Thursdays the Oldest walks Youngest home. Except Oldest was sick today, so we agreed that Middle Kiddo would do it. Oldest felt better, walked up to say bye to friends, and when she got there, she said Middle Kiddo was looking for Youngest. The teacher said 'oh, Youngest told me her mom was picking her up so I let her leave.'

Guys.

The school THREATENED ME and said I had to have WRITTEN PERMISSION for even the OTHER SIBLINGS to pick this kid up. But the teacher just let her go? (I should add, on the first day of her kindergarten, all 3 kids were set to wait for us to walk home with them, and the teacher just let Youngest leave with her siblings against policy because they looked happy to see each other. The three of them proceeded to get lost and it took us 90 minutes to find them. Which, HILARIOUSLY. HI LAR I OUS LY is why there's stricter policies on letting kids leave with siblings now. It's because of that. Which they just did. Again. To the same kid.

I CANNOT.

Anyway, Youngest just walked her ass home without looking for me or her sisters. And my husband just said 'I don't think you should try to get her teacher in trouble again.'

I never tried to get the teacher in trouble! The VP asked me how I was under the impression that second graders could leave of their own free will and I said that, you know, I'd stood there for 2 school years picking her up at Kindergarten and First Grade and NEVER SAW SECOND GRADERS EVER WAITING. Also I read the fucking handbook. Which doesn't even have K-1 supposed to be escorted but whatever. Apparently the VP went to talk to the teacher and the teacher was like 'whoops yeah I was supposed to tell her' but ME NOT KNOWING THAT IS NOT GETTING HER IN TROUBLE.

I'm just.

I have parking anxiety. It's my biggest stupid fear. I hate it. I used to leave for the school an HOUR EARLY so I didn't have to struggle to find parking. I REJOICED when she hit 2nd grade so I didn't have to park and walk up and pick her up in person. I was CLEAR about that to her teacher (I actually just... incidentally mentioned it to her teacher. Who didn't tell me 'actually I need you to come this year too' even though we had multiple convos where she could bring it up). So for this to STILL BE A THING in MARCH.

I am going to have to go every day and park and pick her up. Cause I can't trust the school, I can't trust the kids, and I just... don't want Mr. 'here kid here's $20' guy to turn out to be malicious.

BONUS STORY:

When Oldest was in kindergarten, we had bussing because actually the street that kiddos have to cross is huge and dangerous. So dangerous that they required us to bus even though we're close. Now that they don't have funding for busses after covid, they just have them walk across it anyway with no crossing guard but WHATEVER. The bus picked our kids up last and dropped them off first.

But! It had a little dogleg kind of route it took and sometimes the bus driver was lazy. This meant that instead of dropping my kid off at the first bus stop, she just got to sit there in terror and watch as the bus drove farther and farther away from her house, OR tell the bus driver he forgot OR just get off and make her way home instead of being in trouble for still being on the bus when it skipped her stop.

Oldest usually chose option #3. So there I am, I've got a 2 year old and I'm 9 months pregnant, and it's pouring down rain, and there's no Oldest at the bus stop. She's 5. I call the school. They call the bus driver. Bus driver is confused, says he'll just swing by when he's done with Oldest.

We wait 25 minutes in the rain.

Bus driver drives up. Shrugs. No kids left.

We start driving around looking, and finally decide well heck maybe she figured out how to get home--and yep SHE DID.

So yeah this school and dismissal... it ain't great. They did that to her about 5 more times that year. She thought it was fun.

#i just #am tired. #i want to write but how do you write when everyone is gaslighting you oh my gosh #like everything is fine and everyone is home and safe but i feel so terrible #flkdjsafldksafksdlafa #darsy's cinematic life

[fantasylandbitch]

Topics I thought I would discuss: Jenna Ortega, Mention of Melissa Barrera, the Film Industry's Fuckery, Social Media, Myself, and People in general.

Maybe not in that order. I'll try and stick with these topics so I apologize if I go off in a different direction.

I watched this interview because I had seen someone post a fanfic I'll link it ( Broken by mikeysw1fey please read this it is so sweet) about Jenna and how she was getting emotional during the interview and that after the interview the reader comforted her.

Now as someone who grew up on Lord of the Rings, The Matrix, Pirates of the Caribbean, and Star Wars. I've always wanted to be an actor, stunt woman, and director so I can understand some of what was said in the interview. In school, I went to an after-school program where I learned about film and then tried to continue that going into college. However, I was told to switch from New Media to Visual Communications by a family member because they knew I would never travel far without someone I knew to accompany me on my journey.

(Now that is not to say that you guys can't understand. I'm not trying to be a dick to anyone at all here.)

Admittedly, I dislike talking to people so networking even though I put a mask on to get through life, I'm also socially awkward, and growing up deeply insecure from watching movies, and being on social media did not help my mental health.

Knowing that, I had to take time away from Tumblr, Instagram, and any other social media platforms I've ever used to get my head right because I was seeking something that I did not get growing up so when I hear an actor getting bullied in someway for x, y, and z or get upset. I get mad and turn into a social media justice warrior BUT I try not to act on them.

And that's what I felt for some reason I immediately got mad. Because even though I don't know Jenna Ortega there was just something in me that was ready to fight. Perhaps I thought someone was rude to her but that wasn't the case and I know that I clearly can't do shit. However, while watching the interview I wanted to cry like I was tearing up saying "Oh Jenna" because she was talking about Social media, being a child actress, and the roles she was in. Jenna was being very real and very raw with Elle Fanning. I suppose as someone who grew up not feeling beautiful at all and then using the different platforms it can become very scary because people online have no issue with ripping into another person and the same can be said for those stupid magazines like let a person fucking live.

I don't think people should have any kind of power over actors like that in the film industry especially in the acting aspect because a lot can go wrong. I feel that the film industry should provide therapy for the actors who play characters who deal with a lot, have them drink a lot of water, not starve them like give them an alternative way of eating but still get the body for whatever film they're working on, and so much more I'm sure.

In conclusion, I think Jenna like Melissa was very real and open about how she felt in these interviews and I really love that about them. Because..and not a lot of people can get this through their head that actors are people in a role and shouldn't be put on a pedestal or looked at in a way that everyone and their mother should criticize the fuck out of them you know?

It shows they're human and not a drone walking about the earth. The public should make room for actors to show emotions and be physically who they are and want to be when they're not on set.

#Youtube #jenna ortega #fantasylandbitch #review #fantasylandbitch rants #I've been working on feeling beautiful since then so guys I'm fine now #Thanks for coming to my ted talk #elle fanning #actors on actors

[biaswreckingfics]

*135 Random Prompts*

Send me a prompt and a member of your choosing, and I'll write a short story/drabble with your pick. If you'd like to make it an AU, just tell me in the ask! Also, the asks get posted with the story, so please go on anon if you want to remain private ❤️

Groups available: EXO, ATEEZ, The Boyz, 2PM, Victon, and officially TXT.

Angst

(Where I do my best to make you cry)

1. This is real life! You don't get to restart things when you make a mistake!

2. I regret everything. All of it. You, me, what we did...

3. She was crying because of you!

4. I know for a fact that you're not "fine".

5. I want you to list every lie you ever told me. Then I'll forgive you.

6. I think we need to talk.

7. We can't be friends anymore... I will always see you as something else.

8. I don't like them. I like you.

9. We're not just friends and you fucking know it.

10. Walk out that door and we're through.

11. Well... yell, scream, say something. Anything.

12. I think you're just afraid to be happy.

13. Please, come home. I miss you.

14. I didn't come here to watch you flirt with other people.

15. So, I'm not allowed to be upset that he's hanging all over you?

15. Don't do this here. You're making a scene.

17. Do you not trust me?

18. Did it ever occur to you that you're hurting me too?

19. We should be friends instead.

20. They warned me about you. I should have listened.

21. You did a wonderful job convincing people that you love me. I almost fell for it.

22. I'm at the hospital.

23. You make me feel like I'm not good enough.

24. You walked away. Not me.

25. My mom asked about you again.

26. I just came to say goodbye.

28. Don't talk anymore.

28. When did you stop loving me?

29. When was the last time you said you loved me and meant it?

30. For what it's worth, I never gave up on you.

31. If you think I don't feel anything for you, then you're more stupid than I thought.

Fluff

(Where I attempt to make your heart swell)

32. I've been thinking about you a lot lately.

33. My family thinks we are dating.

34. Just please, be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.

35. I think I'm in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me.

36. You're blushing.

37. I hope you know by now how much you mean to me.

38. Yes, I have feelings for you. Moving on...

39. I like my shirt on you. It looks cute.

40. Will you just marry me already?

41. How long has it been since you slept?

42. You have the most amazing eyes.

43. Is that my shirt?

44. The closest thing to love at first sight I've ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you.

45. Did you tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?

46. If I asked you to stay, would you?

47. Don't go on that date.

48. Of course, I noticed. I notice everything about you.

49. You're kind of cute, you know that?

50. Do you ever wonder if we've met in another lifetime?

51. Can you come with me? I don't want to go on my own.

52. You're cuteness is making everyone stare. Stop it.

53. You make me proud, you know that, right?

54. You've always been my favorite.

55. I like the way your hand fits in mine.

56. Wait, don't pull away. Not yet.

57. No, mom! Don't tell him/her I said that about him/her!

58. You're pretty.

59. I can't get you out of my head.

60. You know I'm always here for you, right?

Suggestive

(Where I leave you begging for more)

61. Come over here and make me.

62. Is there a reason you're naked in my bed?

63. Kiss me.

64. You're so fucking hot when you're mad.

65. I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice.

66. I'm yours, in every way you'll have me.

67. You wanted me to walk in on you.

68. You know you want it, sweetheart.

69. You're not as quiet as you think you are.

70. There are people in the other room.

71. You're so perfect, and I'm so fucking lucky.

72. I've been thinking about you all day.

73. I like it when you say my name like that.

74. Let me show you how much I missed you.

75. I think I've made my intentions clear.

76. Don't tempt me.

77. I know you think about me at night.

78. You have no idea how much I want you.

79. I'm really in the mood to tease you today.

80. I love being with you like this.

81. Damn, you're such a tease.

82. You better stop being so hot before I'm tempted to do things.

83. You won't believe how many naughty fantasies I've had about you.

84. This isn't what it looks like... unless you like it, in which case, it's exactly what it looks like.

85. Let me show you how much I want/love you.

86. If you want it so bad, you'll have to work for it.

87. I just want to make you feel good.

88. Let me show you why you should stay in bed.

89. Can you help me with this zipper?

90. If you want to keep sitting on my lap, you have to stop wiggling around like that.

Surprise/Misc.

(Where the good au prompts are hidden/where you give me free reign)

91. Have you lost your damn mind?!

92. I almost lost you.

93. This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you've ever had.

94. You need to wake up because I can't do this without you.

95. Please don't tell me you got arrested again.

96. Sometimes you need to make your sarcasm a little more clear.

97. I must've been an awful person in my past life.

98. Oh, God. That's your "I did something bad" face.

99. This. Never. Happened.

100. If we get caught, I'm blaming you.

101. Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now?

102. Can you please come get me?

103. Oh, God. You're bleeding.

104. I don't know where I am. Help me.

105. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes.

106. Now that I've made it weird, I'm going to make my exit.

107. You're so cute when you're struggling.

108. You don't mean as much to me as you think you do.

109. There's only one bed.

110. There's so much blood.

111. If I die, I'm going to haunt you.

112. She's hiding behind the sofa.

113. Who gave you that black eye?

114. Did they hurt you?

115. You know when your phone buzzes, it means I'm trying to talk to you, right?

116. Why is there a pregnancy test in the trash?

117. ...or we could make out...

118. Just please open your eyes.

119. You almost died and you're making jokes?

120. Whatever you do, do not close your eyes.

121. I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake.

Spooky

(Where I give my ghouls that spooktober story they crave or you can check out my Thrills and Chills masterlist)

122. Whatever you do, do not turn around.

123. I know what you did.

124. When I let go, run for your life.

125. Don't open your eyes.

126. Go, and don't look back.

127. You know I'm not human, don't you?

128. You poisoned this, didn't you?

129. What did you do to me?

130. It's only a scratch...

131. Go ahead and pray. See what good it does.

132. He's... he's dead.

133. You can't kill him... His kind doesn't die.

134. Did you hear that?

135. You're not real... None of this is real.

#yes ive added txt to my writing list #prompt list #drabble game

[dredshirtroberts]

So.

So...

Either my dad finally really read the last thing I sent along, or he and mom are pissy because I'm only cutting off contact with the pair of them, and not my little sister. Regardless I finally have lost access to the old email address(es) as well as the family spotify subscription and I'm going to go ahead and assume the netflix access is gone as well. It only took him...2.5 weeks. Huh. Consistent.

Other than the consistent timing between when I state a boundary and when they test the boundary, the timing is....conspicuously suspicious.

You see, today is my little sister's birthday. And I sent her a happy birthday message. I have not sent any relevant messages to other family members yet this year, except for her and our cousin who shares the birthday, because i'm consistently bad at remembering birthdays except for like. a few. I'm doing steps to remember better but I'm just bad at it. I accidentally missed my aunt's birthday, but i deliberately skipped my mom's, and I wasn't going to do anything for dad's. I also hadn't done an iota for mother *or* father's day.

So maybe it was a little petty and strategic on my part to wish my sister Happy Birthday - but I sent it via normal text message. I had no reason to believe it would get back to my parents that I'd done it. And I doubt she realized that letting them know I was still in contact with *her* would piss them off enough to start the chain of removing me from the group family stuff. Like the email server.

The last time the two of them "checked" my boundary to make sure it was solid, I'd just unfriended them both on Facebook - not even blocking yet, just unfriending, and then all of the sudden messages from them very shortly thereafter. About 6 hours, actually.

Which is about how long it was between my sister acknowledging my message to her and when I started seeing my access getting removed from stuff.

Their patterns of behavior are unbelievably consistent, and frankly i'd be impressed if it wasn't always to my detriment.

Idk, I'm...hurt? I'm hurt. I mean I expected this to happen, which is why I spent a whole day going through all of my emails and accounts to double check what was assigned to which email address and changing it all as best I could. There were a couple things I couldn't figure out how to swap but like. At this point, there are other ways to get into contact with me, and frankly I just...can't care? not about that anyway.

It's more like...if this is what you were going to do, why didn't you do it right after I told you to fuck off? Why wait around? it's been posited that they likely thought they were holding some sort of power over me by being able to remove my access to those things but like...i already had alternatives? I already planned for this. I am 30 years old, and have access to all my own shit now (or access to other peoples' shit that they're willing to share with me), i don't actually like...need their help with those things?

Besides the fact that if I needed Help I would wait until the very last possible minute to ask for that help, because no one fucking helped me when i would ask before.

I don't know. I forgot I was doing this and stepped away and also started working on my resume so i can pay the like. 2 bills i have and get gas and maybe be able to buy myself nice things? idk.

i'm mad. i'm sad. i'm smad. i'm done. idk.

#guess who's parents still fucking suuuuck #it's me

[llycaons]

ep16 (part 1): for some reason I didn't think it could get worse

15 is one of those eps that you need to follow with 16 asap so here we go

BLOOD IN THE LOTUS PONDS. FUCKED UP

this is shit like the CR attack - lots of violent scenes fading in and out. effective as shit

WHY DID LITTLE ARCHER BOY DIE LIKE THIS!!! at LEAST give him a kill like this felt so pointless and empty from a narrative point of view. 'well sometimes in war people die randomly' I know that! but this is a story it's supposed to mean something. it was just to make this scene sadder and I for one do not appreciate that

I've seen that translated as 'my lady' in other services and I like that one better. more formality/feels more ancient fantasy setting

and this bastard idiot man walks in and IMMEDIATELY gets stabbed. myu was holding down the fort for what could have been HOURS and this fool stumbles in and just dies within 30 seconds. GOD jfm you useless man

swear jyl has some kind of gift that lets her portend when her family members are about to die

there's a lot of horrible stuff that happens in this series but honestly nothing gets me as much as this scene. the sheer. idk. simplicity of it? unlike a lot of the convoluted storylines later on, this is something so straighforward that can and has happened to so many people. their home has been taken over and their family and friends have been murdered. they're watching the bodies of their shidis and shijies being lined up by a force that came into their home and destroyed it and insulted it and defiled it and will now claim it as theirs. and it's happening right in front of their eyes. it's just something so raw and in-your-face and impossible to ignore or sugarcoat. one of the worst scenes to watch

and then THIS. honestly I don't really understand the significance of the hand-holding and I don't think it added anything to the characters or story. I don't understand why so much time was spent on it. what did they love each other after all? deep down? I don't really believe 'deep down' matters after what a mess their relationship was and how much it hurt their kids

a long time ago I read a meta post about how jc hearing his mom publicly mocked for caring about someone who didn't care for her back is one of the reasons he's so fucked up about expressing affection to wwx and why he takes wwx leaving so hard. his mom is dead and humiliated on the floor, her corpse desecrated. I don't think he ever got over this

and wwx too obviously. just horrific trauma happening before our eyes

going to say something controversial but I think xz is a better ugly crier than wcz. wcz is really good but more looks scared in most of his crying scenes, but xz just lets his face crumple with the force of his grief

WITH THE CURTAINS??!!! GIRl

damn...conquest is fucked up huh

gorgeous shot 10/10 no wonder its always giffed

I guess jfm had something he wanted to say before dying but idc.

jc would be so dead without wwx...

DID HE SLAP WWX. HOLY SHIT. after that scene with his mom and wlj and that line about servants knowing their place that REALLY sends a message. god damn, I'm really mad at him for that

this strangulation scene went on for a terrifyingly long time. wwx had to struggle to breathe when it ended. really scary to watch

I don't believe jc views wwx as A Servant but I also don't think he really views him as his equal either because his behavior towards wwx is uniquely aggressive and disrespectful. wwx may be treated as a young lord by most of the world, but he's also not in a position to fight back or hurt jc in any way, and he can't really leave the jiangs when he's being mistreated because he feels he owes them a life debt

anyway. gorgeous shot here

oh god. he's so young

I think wwx is keeping himself from crying because. he's not allowed. fuck

shit, that's a lot

#cql re-rewatch