#birth parent clause

[cantheykillmacbeth]

Kendal from Aurora Webcomic was not born he is the former incarnation of a kidnapped god.

Yes, Kendal from the Aurora webcomic could kill Macbeth!

He inhabits the body of the god Vash, being "what [Vash] left behind" after Vash's soul was stolen by the Collector. He applies for the Unconventional Birth Clause and arguably the Birth Parent Clause, as one could interpret Vash as his inadvertent creator. Thank you for your submission!

#asks #unconventional birth clause #birth parent clause #kendal aurora #aurora webcomic #ooo id never heard of this webcomic before. gonna go binge it real quick brb

[drowningincaffiene]

Wait I'm curious what's the origin story of Christmas??

#is it the birth of jesus? #how did it go from birth of jesus to a big tree with lights and presents?? #when i was little i was told it was abt this rich old man named saint claus? and he dressed up every year to give presents to orphaned kids #then he died and other parents took up that tradition #wait im invested in this now #moon rambles #imma google #no wait i think that story was the origin of santa clause not christmas

[wingedcatgirl]

I don't rember if @cantheykillmacbeth ever already did a poll themself but here's one now anyway:

#words from me a kity

[writingwithfolklore]

Punctuation Rules

Punctuation is like the very last thing I actively think about when writing something (what's the point of fixing the punctuation of a sentence you'll end up taking out or editing anyway?) but it is still an important step!

Having proper punctuation increases your credibility and the overall quality of your work. Also, it’s doubly important in professional work, emails, and resumes. With that, let’s get into it!

Commas

We use them all the time. We get them wrong all the time. There are six rules for where you can use commas:

Use to separate items in a list or series:

The book was long, tedious, and painful.

The comma after tedious is called the Oxford’s comma. Feel free to debate if you need it in the reblogs, but you won’t get in trouble professionally if you use it or leave it out (in most cases.) It always comes before ‘and’ in a list to prevent confusion of the items:

I ran into my mother, my best friend and a scientist. (1 person?)

Is very different from

I ran into my mother, my best friend, and a scientist. (3 people)

2. Use to separate independent clauses, with a coordinating conjunction.

An independent clause is just a sentence that makes sense on its own.

A coordinating conjunction is: and, but, or so.

Miley had a ton of work to do, so she set her alarm early.

3. Use after an introductory statement.

Introductory statements begin with many different words, but typically: Before, after, when, while, as soon as, etc.

Before her first class, Stacy looked up her prof on Rate Your Teacher.

Main point about this, “Before her first class” is not an independent clause, it needs a second part.

4. Use to surround info in a sentence

This info is not essential to the sense-making of the sentence, but it should be relevant.

Parents, no matter how skilled, cannot function at 100% all the time.

5. Addresses and Dates

6. And with direct quotes

Important for essay writing.

Casey said, “I hate this house!”

Colons:

Introduce a list after a complete sentence:

I have three favourite foods: spaghetti, chowder, and garlic bread.

2. Use after ‘the following’ or ‘as follows’

Please provide the following information: your date of birth, full name, and address.

3. Don't use with sentence fragments

A sentence fragment is an unfinished sentence (that doesn’t make sense on its own).

My favourite foods are: spaghetti, chowder, and garlic bread.

This is wrong because, “My favourite foods are.” Isn’t an independent clause.

4. Introduce an explanation

My parents ask one thing of me: that I try my hardest.

5. Introduce a quotation

Mom always quoted the bible: “The truth will set you free.”

6. And times (12:00)

Semi-Colon:

Not super common, but makes you look good if you can use it properly.

Separate two related independent clauses

I never drink Starbucks; it tastes burnt.

2. Similar, but with conjunctions: however, moreover, therefore, nevertheless, etc.

I don’t like Starbucks; however, it does the job.

Agatha didn’t witness anything; nevertheless, she was called in to court.

3. Use to avoid misreading in a series

The invited guests are the club leader; the treasurer; the new member, Jason Tanner; and Wanda Johnson, the investor.

Semicolons clarify the separation between the four people. Had it been, “The club leader, the treasurer, The new member, Jason Tanner…” it would seem that the new member and Jason Tanner are two different people.

Apostrophes – Possessive

‘s shows possession of a singular noun

The girl’s parents were quite rich.

2. S’ shows possession of a plural noun

The students’ books were all over the place. (there are multiple students who have books)

3. ‘s to singular words ending in s, and nouns that are plural

My boss’s office My children’s toys

Apostrophes – Contractions

Use to combine two words (they are, he is, there is, etc.)

It is -> It’s a beautiful park They are -> They’re really good friends You are -> you’re good at this and so on.

#writing #creative writing #writers #screenwriting #writing community #writing inspiration #books #film #filmmaking #writing advice #punctuation #punctuation rules #rules of punctuation

[reallyhatethiswebsite]

Samael (Raphael x F!Tav)

Dad Raphael fic, a little bit fluffy and a little bit dark

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Tav’s body woke her. Her breasts ached, her biological clock wired and telling her that her baby would probably be getting hungry right now, even if he hadn’t yet made a sound. She expected to hear his cries shortly, but her son wasn’t in his cradle, and her husband wasn’t in their bed. The space where he’d been sleeping was still warm. For a moment, Tav simply lay there, soaking in the peace.

Her baby was not a tiefling, but a cambion, meaning he slept in odd fits, and his behaviour was often unpredictable and so unlike a regular infant his age. He’d been born with tiny fangs – something Tav’s nipples did not appreciate – tiny wings, tiny claws, and a tiny ropey tail. Bumps on his forehead indicated where his horns would eventually grow. Tav loved him desperately. He’d also almost killed her on his way into the world, but Tav would give her life a thousand times over for him.

Eventually she dragged herself out of bed, deciding to look for her boys. The House of Hope’s halls were quiet and empty, most of the wandering debtors being banished after the birth of the little prince. His father deemed their ilk unworthy to look upon his offspring; Tav was just glad the creepy bastards were finally gone. It made hearing baby babble and the low, dulcet tones of her husband much easier, and from there Tav simply followed the music.

Raphael was in the archives, their son on his hip. He was wearing his soft red velvet dress robe – Tav’s favourite – and his feet were bare. She noticed with amusement his big wings were held further out from his shoulders than usual. They fascinated their son, and he had a habit of pulling and chewing on them. It didn’t hurt, but Raphael was sick of being covered in baby slobber.

“So you see, Samael, when drafting a contract, one must always ensure the clause has enough wiggle room for the recipient to believe they can hold the upper hand against you,” said Raphael, matter-of-fact. “That way, when the curtain falls, they fail to notice just how tight your grip has become. It’s something of an art form, I believe.”

“Abababa!” Samael gurgled, waving his pudgy red fists at his father.

“Precisely,” Raphael nodded. It appeared they were having a serious discussion. Heart warmed, Tav just stood there and watched them. Samael got stronger every day. He could already spread and flex his wings, and his control over his tail muscles constantly improved. A few months old and he was able to delicately curl it around the arms and wrists of his parents – something he was attempting to do right then, but Raphael made a game out of evasion. He’d wait until the last moment before gently snatching Samael’s tail, commanding the boy to try again. Samael giggled every time; Tav wasn’t blind to the fondness softening her husband’s gold eyes at the sound.

He was every bit the scheming, opportunistic, terrible devil she’d met so long ago, but there was so much more to him than that. He’d spent countless nights reading novels, plays, and poetry to Samael while he was still in her womb; he’d rubbed her swollen feet whenever she asked and weathered her terrible mood swings with grace; he’d shed tears, silent and stoic, when his wailing and bloody newborn was placed in his arms for the first time. Looking at him now, Archdevil Supreme Raphael, holding and teasing their son, Tav wondered not for the first time if concepts such as good and evil were too broad to truly exist.

Samael turned his head and spotted her watching them. A fanged smile lit up his face and he wriggled with excitement, reaching for her. He cooed unintelligibly, noises far too sweet to come from hellspawn, surely. The jig was up, though of course, Tav had no illusions that her husband was unaware of her presence. She approached them. Raphael offered the boy with little resistance, and Tav sighed at the feeling of completeness when he was snuggled against her chest.

“Hello, Sammy,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to his soft chestnut-coloured hair.

“What woke you?” Raphael asked, his voice rich and quiet. “I thought to let you rest.”

“My body,” Tav huffed, amused. “Telling me to feed my baby.”

“Ah.”

“Yes, alright, I know,” Tav said when Samael began fussily pawing at her breast. “Give me a moment.”

She let her loose sleeping shirt slip enough to free one breast. Samael immediately latched on and began suckling, his miniature claws finding purchase. Raphael’s expression was like simmering magma: dark and primal satisfaction, possessiveness, desire, hellish adoration. He always took in particular delight when she nursed Samael. Fed their little cambion. For him, Tav knew, it was the truest acceptance of his nature – the same undeniable nature of their son. She knew she had bonded herself to Raphael far beyond the promises between husband and wife, mother of his child; he would never let her, or Samael, leave him.

Sometimes, the depth of love and obsession she saw in Raphael’s eyes scared her. He would do unspeakable things to keep them safe. To keep them. Sometimes, when Samael would deliberately bite her nipple to sample her blood as well as milk, she wondered what kind of monster she had brought into the world. If he would grow into a fiend more than a man. Sometimes, she wondered when her old friends would finally act upon their threat to destroy her and her Archdevil lover. If Raphael would make their deaths swift or slow. But never did she wonder if she’d made the wrong choice. Raphael tugged her close, shutting his wings around them. He purred when she leaned into him. Samael’s tail encircled her arm. Tav was content.

#baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #raphael x tav #bg3 raphael #fanfic #fluff #cringe

[nctsplug02]

Hey ash! You truly are an amazing writer! Could you maybe write a boxer jaehyun au for us???

[6:50PM]

GENRE: FLUFF | SMUT | PARENTS AU | BOXING AU

WARNINGS: kissing, mention of condoms, mention of birth control, marking, BDSM, oral sex (F receiving), fingering and creampie!

FEATURING: na jaemin as their four year old son!

you pull out a cart while you son clings onto your leg. “mama, can we get a gingerbread house?” you look to where the boy is pointing to.

it was a shelf with multiple choices of gingerbread houses.

“sure, let’s go check it out and then you can pick which one you wanna do.” jaemin gets all giggly as the pair of you make your way to the shelves.

when reaching the shelves, jaemin lets your hand go and squats down. “mama, a beach!” he points to the box with a gingerbread beach set on the front. “that’s cute— do you want that one?” he shakes his head.

jaemin stands up and then lets out a gasp. “mama, can we get this one?!” it was a regular gingerbread house but mini version. “i think it’s perfect! we can absolutely get it.”

jaemin claps in excitement and grabs three boxes. “three of them?” you ask and your son nods, stacking them on top of one another. “one for you, me and daddy!” you see him struggling and you take the boxes from him.

“you have a good reason.” you set them in the cart. “should we get some extra candies and frosting just in case?” jaemin takes a second to think and nods. “alright, then can you pick out some colored frosting and some candy you think we should decorate our houses with?” jaemin nods and begins to pick out some frosting and candy.

after, he’s done, the pair of you walk away from that section.

“okay, nana. do you remember what we’re here for?” jaemin nods. “we’re here to pick out daddy’s christmas present!”

“well, santa already got daddy christmas present. but, nana just wants to add on, right?” jaemin presses his lips together and pushes them to one side with furrowed eyebrows.

“mama, santa clause isn’t real.” you slow the cart and look at the boy seat in front of you. “whoo.. said that?” you raise an eyebrow and he giggles. “my best friend jeno in my class! he says his older brother, mark told him that santa isn’t real and then he told me.”

you softly laugh and push your hair back. “he also said our mommies and daddies are the real santa clause. is he lying?” you bite your lip and give your son a weird look.

“look, you’re four and i’m not gonna lie to you— yeah, mommy and daddy get your presents, not santa.” jaemin lets out a sound of confusion. “okay.”

“okay, so let’s move past that! why don’t you get out of the cart and look around to daddy’s gift?” jaemin nods and is pulled out with your help.

“so, where should we go first?” you ask as the little boy holds onto the holes on the cart. “um.. let’s go get some clothes for dad.” you nod and stroll the cart towards the men’s isle.

“toothpaste..” you scan the isle. “ah, here we go.” you grab the pack of toothpaste. “what’d you grab, nana.” you say putting the box in the cart. “how did you know i grabbed something?”

you look back at the boy and smile. “deodorant?” you pick up the boy and grab the deodorant from his hands. “yeah, it’s for dad! he needs it because after he fights with people, he stinks.” you laugh and jaemin giggles.

“alright, we’re definitely getting that for a laugh.” you toss the deodorant in the cart.

“we’re all done, right?” jaemin wiggles from you hold and climbs on the side of the cart and nods. “i think so, mama!” he gives you a quick thumbs up before grabbing onto the cart, again. “okay, then let’s go check out.”

jaemin nods and you pick him up, sitting him in the seat. “nana,” you say when pushing the cart. “yes, mommy?” you stop when another person pushes their cart in front of yours.

“when we check out, you can pick a candy. okay?” jaemin gasps and nods. “you’ve been such a good boy today and that’ll be your reward.” he nods, again with the biggest smile ever.

after finishing with the gingerbread houses, the three of you moved to the living room and sat near the christmas tree.

“i don’t know which one to pick.” jaemin bites his thumb and looks at his several presents.

it was christmas eve and it was tradition to open one present the day before christmas so, therefore, jaemin stood by his presents debating which one he wanted to open first.

“well, you’re gonna open them all tomorrow.” jaehyun says with hot cocoa in his mug and his arm wrapped around you.

“you’re right.. um, i think i wanna do this one!” he picks up a small box with his name written on it. “alright! let’s sit in a circle and see what we got.” you start but jaehyun starts bickering.

“hey, hey— i haven’t picked out my present yet, mama.” your cheeks flush in embarrassment and in a reaction— you felt like a snowman in the summer whenever he called you a nickname.

you clear your throat as jaehyun detangles his arms from you. “i.. hm, i think i want this one.” jaemin giggles when seeing jaehyun pick out the present that jaemin had gotten him.

jaehyun sits in between you and jaemin and sets down his hot cocoa.

“mommy, you go first.” jaemin speaks up and you chuckle. “okay.. this one says it from daddy.” you look at your husband and tear the wrapping paper.

you look down at the present and gasp. “jae.. did you actually?” you stare down at the valentino box. “i don’t know,” he giggles. “did i?” you frown and open the box, pushing past the extra paper to find the most gorgeous heels.

“babe,” you whine and pick one of the heels up. “it’s so pretty!” it was the valentino garavani tan-go platform pumps, in black. “do you like it?” jaehyun asks in a giggly voice. “like it? no, i absolutely love them!” you slip one on and jaehyun helps with the straps.

“i’d love to see you wear them to my next match.” jaehyun says letting your foot go. “sure, if you don’t mind looking short next to your wife.” you and jaehyun laugh. “i don’t mind. i just want to see my wife in her new heels.”

“how did you even get your hands on these?” you slip on the other side. “well, i almost fought someone for these.” you let out a small gasp and he laughs. “i’m kidding. i drove to like.. six different stores and found these beauties at a store that was an hour away.”

you sit up on your knees and lean forward, wrapping your arms around your husbands neck and throwing yourself onto him. “thank you, i love them.” you plant a kiss on his cheek. “and me?” you laugh, slightly tossing your head back. “i love you too, of course.” he softly laughs, satisfied with the three specific words.

“can i go now?” jaemin asks, patiently sitting with his present in front of him. “oh, of course! sorry, mommy and daddy were distracted.”

“it’s okay.” jaemin says while ripping open the wrapping paper. you bite your lip, waiting for his reaction. “it’s a watch!” he holds up the present. “oh, really?” he nods and attempts to tear it out of its packaging.

jaemin looks up and pouts. “yes, daddy will help.” you say while climbing off jaehyun. “thanks, hon.” you and jaehyun laugh.

jaehyun takes the watch from jaemin and undoes it from its packaging. “there we go.” jaehyun says, clipping it in place on jaemins wrist. “i love it! i’ve always wanted a spider-man watch and now i have it!” jaemin says as jaehyun fixes the time.

“okay, can you tell me what time it is?” jaemin looks down at his watch and hums. “i don’t know, i can’t read numbers.” you and jaehyun laugh.

jaemin crawls into your lap while fixing his watch. “okay, dad, it’s your turn!” jaemin says pointing to the green bag. “mm.. in excited!” jaehyun opens the bag and flings out the extra wraps.

“whattt,” jaehyun drags out while pulling out a folded t shirt. “it says ‘best dad in the world’ because you’re the best dad ever!” jaehyun smiles at jaemins words.

“i love it.” jaehyun sets the shirt in front of his and tugs off the black t-shirt. “love it so much that i’ll put it on right now.” he says towards jaemin who scrunches up his face.

jaehyun slips the shirt over his head and slips his arms through the holes. “perfect fit.” jaehyun says smoothing out the cotton material. “i knew daddy would like it.” you say and jaemin giggles.

“okay,” jaehyun shakes his head to fix his hair and fixes his glasses. “let’s see what’s next.” he pulls out a deodorant stick and starts heavily laughing.

“nana, tell daddy why you got him that.” jaemin giggles when seeing his dads reaction. “i got it because daddy stinks after he fights with people.” jaehyun sighs and nods. “thank you, nana. i.. i really needed this.” he laughs, again.

“there’s more, dad!” jaemin points and jaehyun nods, pulling out the extra stuff.

after jaehyun was finished— the three of you cleaned up and went to bed.

“babe,” jaehyun nods, taking off his glasses and putting them on his nightstand. “today, we went to target and.. i got us.. this.” you hold up the two boxes.

jaehyun sits up in excitement and shock. “a vi.. a vibrator and.. lube.” you nod, biting your lip. waiting to see how he’d react.

“jae,” you sigh and crawl onto the bed, sitting yourself in front of him. “i’ve been dying to have another baby and it’s my ovulation week!” you drop the items in your hand and cup his face. “i’m just.. waiting to hear what you say.”

“baby, i’ve been waiting to hear you say that.” your eyes widen and a squeal erupts from you as you squeeze his cheeks. “you have?!” you squeal in excitement.

jaehyun tosses his head back and lets out a laugh. “you don’t even know how hard it is to resist fucking a baby into you every time we make love.”

you slam your lips onto jaehyuns and he laughs against your lips. you moan and grind your hips, pulling at the slightly long locks.

jaehyun pulls away while heavily breathing. “strip for me.” he whispers.

you fight the urge to lift your shoulders in excitement— along with a smile. but, that didn’t stop your face from heating up.

you scoot back and begin to undress yourself. meanwhile jaehyun snatches the box up and rips it open. “oh, baby.” jaehyun softly chuckles. “we’re gonna have so much fun tonight.”

“fuck, we need batteries first.” jaehyun sighs and reaches over to your nightstand. he opens the drawer and shuffles around, picking up two batteries and sticking it in the toy.

jaehyun sits up to see you naked. “you look so beautiful. you always do.” he reaches forward and pinches your nipple. “you’re so beautiful, baby.” he whispers and rubs your hard nipple with his thumb.

“here,” jaehyun holds up the toy. “i want to see how you’d play with this.” you hesitate but take the toy from him. “i want to watch,” he says, again. “is that okay?” you nod and sit back, with your legs stilk pressed together.

“can i get a pillow?” jaehyun reaches behind him and grabs a pillow, fluffing it and handing it to you.

you tuck it behind you and you lay back, finally pulling your legs apart and letting jaehyun see your glistening pussy.

“fuck, baby.” jaehyun licks his lips and hisses at the sight.

you turn the toy on and gasp when it starts buzzing softly. “hm,” jaehyun grabs the box and reads the front. “there are five settings— let’s try them all.”

“a—all—?” your clit dying to feel the buzzing. “yes, all. we have all night. tomorrow’s christmas.” you bite your lip and gasp when jaehyun guides the vibrator to your clit.

your hips jerk inward and every muscle in your body clenches. “o—ooh, god.” you sigh and let out a string of moans. “o—ooh, my god.” you roll your hips and toss your head back.

“fuck, you’re so gorgeous.” jaehyun whispers and reaches up, grabbing ahold of your nipples and pinching them between his fingers. “i—im gonna c—cum!” you groan and clench around nothing.

jaehyun grins as you let out a soft gasp and watches as you go tense. your orgasm hitting you softly yet so roughly.

“hm, should we move it up a level?” you smile through your recovery and nod. “that’s my girl.” jaehyun rubs your clit with his thumb and takes the toy from you, switching it off and then climbing off the bed.

“wh—where’re you going?” you can barely lift your head off the pillow. “getting some of our other toys.” you watch as he walks to the closet and comes back with several rose gold silk ribbons.

jaehyun sits back in the bed and drags you to one of the bed posts. “don’t tie it too tight.” you say as he begins tying your wrists together. “ahh, i won’t.” jaehyun tightens it and a whimper is released from you as you bring your eyes to his.

“mm, im sorry, my love.” jaehyun softly chuckles and leans down, giving your forehead a kiss. “i said not too tight, asshole.” you say between (nervous) laughter.

jaehyun takes the next ribbon and uses it to tie your ankle— this ribbon was long so it was a given opportunity for jaehyun to bring it all up your legs and to your hips, where it ends, he ties it up into a bow and stands on his knees.

“so pretty.” jaehyun admires his work and bites his lip. “try not to roll off.” he says with a soft chuckle.

jaehyun reaches for the toy and the bottle of lube catches his eyes. “hm.” the corner of his lips quirk and his hand reaches for it as well. “let’s put this to use.” he flicks the bottle open and squirts some onto the round vibrator.

jaehyun flicks the toy onto the third setting and bites his lip at the buzz. “mm, this one is powerful— i wonder how the other settings will be like.” he lifts your legs and uses the toy to smear the lube on your lips.

you shudder at the cold feeling. jaehyun slips the toy into your cunt and a yelp escapes from you. the buzzing inside you felt so different. your walls clenched around the toy which vibrated more vibration.

“o—ooh, my god— get this thing out of me!” you shudder and squeeze your fists. “h—holy fuck, it’s so strong!” you gasp, digging your nails into your palms.

jaehyun chuckles at the sight of you being torn up from a toy. “how does it feel, baby?” you groan in annoyance (more like not being able to form any words), and flip to your side. “aw,” jaehyun groans. “cmon, baby. tell me how it feels.”

“so— g—god!” you shake your head and choke back a whimper. “i—i can’t!” you could feel tears forming in your eyes and they threatened to fall.

jaehyun hums, thrusting the toy further into you. “mm, yes you can, baby. i know you can.” an orgasm has you thrashing around and biting back a vicious moan.

“ah ahh,” jaehyun tuts as your moans become louder from the stimulation. “do you remember our baby boy in the other room, let’s try not to wake him, yeah?” you nod and bends your knees.

you let out a whimpery cry when feeling the buzz hit your g-spot. “t—that— god!” you scream and arch your back off the bed. “feels so fu— fucking good!” you manage to get out and jaehyun smiles down at you.

“i know you could do it.” jaehyun pulls the toy out and shuts it off.

“that was torture.. holy fuck.” you laugh and so does jaehyun.

“looked fun.” jaehyun says undressing himself. “oh, did it now?” he nods and you sit up. “why don’t we test it on you?” the man shakes his head and grabs you by the hips.

jaehyun fixes the way you’re laying and holds your thighs firmly, keeping your feet in the air. “not tonight, baby. another night. but, tonight is about you and making another baby— m’kay?” you nod, watching as your husband lays flat on his belly.

“now, sit still for me so i can eat this pretty pussy.” you moan and hide your face behind your arm as jaehyun dips his head and flattens his tongue on your pussy.

jaehyun hums, causing more vibration to buzz against your clit. (as if the vibrator wasn’t enough).

“oh, god.” you gasp and tip your head back with your eyes shut. “good god, jaehyun!” you cry out as he dips his tongue into your hole.

jaehyun groans and lets his eyes flutter shut while he laps your juice. your sweet sweet juice that he can never get enough of.

“sh—shit!” you attempt to laugh through the pleasure but jaehyuns nose rubs against your clit. “oh, god— i’m gonna cum.” you whisper.

your hands begged to be released. they’d begged to just be lost in his soft locks but the restraints held you hostage.

“fuck— i’m— i’m cumming!” you pant out.

jaehyun quickly laps up your juice and sucks your clit. he brings his a pair of fingers to your pussy and thrusts them into your cunt. it was a perfect fit— your walls snuggled him tightly while he thrusted them to fuck you through your orgasm.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck!” you squeal and turn to your side as it gets too much. jaehyun sits up and licks his fingers clean. “i wasn’t quite finished, baby.” you shake your head (and so did your legs).

“i think.. i think im done for the night.” jaehyun uses the back of his hand and wipes his mouth and around. “hm, i think i remember you saying that this week is your ovulation week and that.. you’ve been wanting another mini us. right?”

you turn back and face him with a nod afterwards. “i do but, i don’t think i can have so many orgasms in one night. i mean, don’t get me wrong— it feels amazing but, sir, i am going to be sore before sunrise.” you laugh and jaehyun reaches forward, untying the ribbons from your hands and ankle.

“one more round, baby. one more.” you look at the clock on jaehyuns nightstand— it was almost three in the morning.

you bite your lip to hide the cheeky smile. “i guess another round wouldn’t hurt.” jaehyun softly chuckles and grabs you by the waist.

jaehyun hovers you over his lap and sinks you down on his cock. “w—wow.” you laugh with nerve and adjust to the size.

you swore he grew everyday.

“god, you’re so.. huge.” you and jaehyun both laugh. “take your time, baby. we’ve got all night ahead of us.” you rest your hands on his shoulders and let out a extended exhale.

“that’s it, baby.” jaehyun says as he feels you move your hips in a circular motion. “keep moving your hips like that.” he sets his hands on your hips and squeezes them while your roll them in circles.

jaehyun reaches down and uses his thumb to rub your clit. “i—im sensitive, dickhead!” you grab his wrist and he laughs. “i’m sorry, i am.” jaehyun hugs your waist and presses a kiss on your chest.

jaehyuns hands rest on your ass and pulls you on. “let me help, baby.” jaehyun drops your ass and picks it back up.

you moan and jaehyun smiles. “i love how you sound, baby.” you dig your chin into his shoulder in embarrassment. “you sound so fucking adorable when getting fucked by me.”

jaehyun holds your hips still and uses the wall as a support for his back to push his hips up.

“oh, my god.” you gasp, nails digging into his soft skin while jaehyun pounds into you. “oh, god, im gonna cum.”

“wait for me, baby. i wanna cum together.” jaehyun whispers.

several seconds pass by and you are reaching your climax with jaehyun. his cock pumping his load into you while you attempt to recover from your orgasm.

“can we shower?” you ask with drowsy eyes. “how’bout we take a bubble bath instead?” you softly laugh, lifting your head off his shoulder. “use nanas bubbles?” jaehyun nods and you do as well.

jaehyun holds you close while climbing off the bed and to the bathroom where the pair of you took a bath with bubbles.

you’d fallen asleep which jaehyun thought was absolutely adorable.

A/N: tbh there was no boxing related in here HAHA. but, it was just a cute little thing to write. :)

#anon #ash talks #nct imagines #nctsplug02 #nct scenarios #nct smut #kpop smut #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #nct 127 #jung jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut #jaemin fluff #na jaemin #nct jaemin

[macbeth-murder-match]

Macbeth Murder Match!

Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

Welcome to the Macbeth Murder Poll!

For those unversed, in the play Macbeth, Macbeth is given a prophecy by three witches: No one born of a woman can harm him.

In the play (spoilers!) this is resolved by MacDuff, who was born via c-section. However that's boring, so lets do something more fun!

Submit your blorbos who you think could kill Macbeth!

Submissions will be open for quite a while as i am currently also running @white-boy-bracket and need to wait for that to conclude to get to bracket building! I'm opening it now though so we can get lots of contestants!

Questions welcome!

Inspired by: @system-bracket @ocd-character-polls @butler-bracket @beautiful-boy-bracket @artificialkids-2k23-official @aroaceswagtournament @the-nobody-tournament @worlds-worst-dad-competition and more!

RULES FOR SUBMISSION:

Characters do not need to be physically strong enough to kill Macbeth, this is about technicality!

Characters in header are not guaranteed entrants- if you like them, submit them!

NO:

C-Section babies! That counts as 'being born'!

Babies born naturally *from a woman*

Mass Produced Clones

I'd say no real people but honestly if you can find me a real person who was not born, good on you.

Any animal! Animals need to fit another criteria! "Woman" here means any woman identifying member of ANY species!

YES:

Artificially Created (carved, cloned, assembled, baked)

"Born" in an unusual way (sprung fully formed from head, mother disintegrated without baby)

Loophole caused by throwaway line ("Neither of my parents showed up for my birth")

Mpreg

Characters resurrected into a body that meets the above criteria

Other fun technicalities i haven't thought of!

Orion Fowl clause: (below)

Body is of woman born, but the rules of the universe the character is in appear to treat an entity as separate enough to be affected differently from host by magic.

In the above scene, Artemis (with magical DID) has been enthralled by a rune, and is completely controlled. However, when an electric shock causes Orion (an alter) to front, he is not possessed despite the rune branded into the body's skin. For this reason, Orion counts as separate enough from Artemis to count as "not of woman born", and thusly qualifies to kill Macbeth. Additionally as I am using Orion's name to explain this concept, he is the only guaranteed entrant.

#macbeth #william shakespere #shakespeare #polls #tournaments #macbeth murder match

[ethvns]

·。   jacob elordi .  cis man .  he/him  -  ethan shephard   was  blasting  silent shout by the knife   on  the  sidewalk  in  austin today .  according  to  other  atx  residents  , the   twenty-eight   year  old   unemployed  has been  given  a  reputation  of  being   dishonest  ,  but also    resourceful  .  [  a synthetic kind of happiness, scuffed designer shoes, feeling like a stranger at family functions. ] 

i. general

full name: ethan alexander shephard 

dob & zodiac: november 10, 1996 & scorpio

place of birth: austin, tx

gender & pronouns: cis man & he/him

orientation: heterosexual

distinguishing characteristics: a scar above his left brow from that one time he drank half a bottle of tequila and tried to ride an electric scooter. probably has something like this on his chest with wings on either side and some cringy quote about how god is the only one who can judge him.

likes: menthol cigarettes, bouillabaisse, special treatment, his white noise machine

dislikes: speed limits, household chores, musicals, people who bring their screaming kids out in public

hobbies: world travel, fantasy basketball, starting beef on reddit, skiing

positive traits: resourceful, confident, independent, protective

negative traits: dishonest, lazy, self-indulgent, pigheaded

ii. background

austin native, born into wealth; dad is an oil tycoon and mom a socialite / former beauty queen.

gets everything handed to him on a silver platter growing up. very out of touch with reality and tone deaf to other people's struggles. parents try to instill a sense of work ethic into both him and his sister, but she's the only one who picks up on it. ethan, on the other hand...

...coasts through private school doing the absolute bare minimum - no goals or ambitions besides partying and sponging off his parents. takes a gap year after high school to "find himself" but is really just skiing in the swiss alps and developing a drug addiction

eventually returns to the us to attend college - a clause in his trust fund says he needs a degree in order to access his $1 million. his dad’s connections (and money) gets him into a school in california where he ends up studying communications, something he has zero interest in, but according to google, should be a breeze.

come sophomore year, ethan's expelled for using chat gpt to write essays. his dad is pissed, but after weeks of ethan blowing up his phone and pleading into his voicemail, finally gives in and grants him access to his trust fund.

first few months - amazing, but things go steadily downhill from there. spending his money in exactly the opposite way of what it’s intended for, ethan spirals further into addiction and reaches a point where his happiness is solely dependent on a plastic bag of white powder. he goes to rehab a couple of times, but never manages to stay clean long enough to realize how miserable he is.

finally, his parents are done. no more forgiveness, no more second chances - they’ve had enough of those. without telling him, his dad cuts him off from the family fortune, something he should’ve done a long time ago. ethan only notices 2 months later, when he's fresh out of his latest rehab stint and his card declines at off-white.

riddled with shame and something else he can’t quite place, ethan moves in with his sister while trying to figure out what his next step is.

iii. headcanons

had no idea what a coupon was for the longest time

always carries around lip balm and applies it like this

his tinder bio is just his height

everytime he has a cold he turns into a frail victorian child

love language is physical touch

probably uses snapchat as his main form of communication

the type of guy to tell you his ex is bat-shit crazy when he’s the one who drove her insane

iv. pinterest

here !!

v. established & wanted connections

younger brother of @eshephards

best friends with @grecktragedy

flirtationship with @fionamooore

#atxfm.intro #drugs tw #addiction tw

[queenflareon]

So, I wrote this Drinny Christmas fanfic last year and thought I might post it here.

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I saw Aunt Ginny kissing Santa Clause

Harry was truly desperate. He had a promise to keep. To his godson.

Eight months ago, Ron and his wife Natalie had managed to fulfil their dearest wish and adopt a child. Their son Benjamin was three years old and from the moment they met him, he held their whole hearts. The poor child had been given up by his birthparents for having magic and it was also the reason why he had remained unadopted until now. That poor boy had had such a bad start into life and was still very shy and timid.

But when he had heard his cousins Lizzy and Annie, George’s daughters, tell him about seeing Santa while they visited America, the little boys whole face lit up and he asked his parents if he would meet Santa, too. George’s wife Emma and Fred’s wife Marie had grown up together in America both practically being raised by Emma’s grandmother Elisabeth. The two friends had left America as soon as they finished school (and had shortly after met Fred and George), but the love for Elisabeth made them take frequent trips back there. And during the most recent visit, she had insisted to take all her great-grandbabies to take pictures with Santa. While Fred and Marie’s son Eddy and George’s and Emma’s son Jonny were still too small to appreciate the experience, the girl had talked of little else since.

And Harry had made the mistake to promise Benjamin that Santa would visit them on Christmas.

Harry had thought it would be easy. Just one of them had to dress up. Hermione, his fellow godparent, had however pointed out that while Benjamin might not understand it was one of them, the older children would most certainly do. He had wanted to convince Hermione’s fiancé Alex to do it, but they had already promised to join his family on a family vacation as Alex came from a muggle family as well as Hermione, sneaking away for a while wasn’t an option.

So, Harry had spent the day desperately visiting every single person he could think of. Sirius and Remus might have helped, but it was too close full moon. A time when Sirius never left Remus’ side.

Neville would have loved to help, but his wife was due to give birth to their son any day now, so he could leave her.

All this led to Harry standing in front of the office of one of the last people one would associate with Christmas cheer.

“Potter, will you just stand there all day or actually come in? I have other things to do, you know?”, came the voice of Draco Malfoy from the office.

Harry took a deep breath and marched in.

********

Draco almost burst into laughter after hearing this ridiculous proposition.

“Why on earth would I do that, Potter?”, he asked, not seriously expecting a reply.

Potter’s face grew from embarrassed to determined. “Because you owe me.”

Ah, there it was. Whenever Potter needed even the tiniest thing, he brought that up.

He wasn’t wrong, of course. Potter had spoke in Draco’s favour in his trial after Voldemort was defeated. It was probably the only reason Draco had not been sent to Azkaban and he was even allowed to keep his families fortune, which he had inherited after his father’s death in the last battle. He had even inherited his aunt’s fortune somehow, which he, of course, didn’t touch, but gave to Longbottom so he could use it for something good. And Draco had to admit he had really done well with it.

But all this support was not undeserved on his part. After seeing the horrors Voldemort’s minions had inflicted on the students in Hogwarts, he and a couple of his friends had discreetly started to help the other students. And he had also helped Potter find and destroy one of the horcruxes. That had to be good for something, right?

Still, every time Potter wanted something, he brought this up. And Draco was tired of it. That was ten years ago. He felt like he had really repaid his debt by now.

Just as Draco was about to tell Potter in a not so friendly tone that he was done with this “debt repayment” he caught a glimpse of someone walking past his office. Someone who always caught his eyes.

Instead of a vile refusal, Draco sighed in defeat. “I must admit I don’t understand why you didn’t ask one of the countless members of your fan club, that follow you around here.” Potter visibly flinched. Fair point, Draco also would never let any of the people that grovelled at his feet into his home.

“I will help you. But if I do, this is the last time you can use this ‘You owe me’ crap. This is it, understood?” Potter eagerly agreed and with a “You won’t regret it” and “I’ll owl you the details”, he quickly left Draco’s office.

He didn’t have to know Draco wasn’t doing it for him.

******

Harry was in the best possible mood as he made his way to the elevator.

“You’re in good spirits today. Did Jennifer give you a proper goodbye before she left to visit her family for the holidays?”, he heard a teasing voice next to him.

Harry laughed as he saw Ginny standing there.

In his sixth year, he had believed himself to be in love with her. When he had tried to kiss her, her reaction was to punch him and then laugh at him. And after a moment, Harry had laughed as well. It was quite an absurd situation after all. While he could admit that she was certainly an attractive woman, she was more like a sister to him, much like Hermione.

“Jennifer’s leaving tomorrow, so I’m still looking forward to my ‘proper goodbye’. What brings you here? You seem to be here more often as of late.”, he remarked as they stepped into the elevator together.

“Can’t I just be a good daughter and visit my dad at work? I don’t have that much to do during the Quidditch season break. And I can’t hang out with mum all day. As much as I love her, she is really driving me insane lately.”, Ginny complained. She was really agitated. Harry knew how much Molly was bothering Ginny about settling down and finding a husband. Ginny had only brought home two guys in the last ten years and both times it had gone terribly. So Harry really didn’t blame Ginny for not sharing details about her love life with her family, especially her mother.

****

Ginny was rolling her eyes at another of her mother’s tirades of being worried Ginny might end up alone.

It was Christmas Eve and Ginny was at her parents’ home along with Harry and Ron, Fred and George with their families. Percy and Bill and their families would join them the next day and Charlie would drop by tomorrow evening.

“Even Harry is in a happy relationship and ready to settle down.”, Molly exclaimed and turned to the man she had basically adopted as her son. Harry blushed. “We’ll see what the next year will bring.”

Damn, her brothers were all so not helpful. Ginny didn’t want to settle down at the moment.

She was at the peak of her career, finally team captain of the national team as well as the Holyhead Harpies. Holding the record for most goals in a game in world championships. And next tournament, she would take the record for most goals total in the world championship tournament.

What is more, she was perfectly happy with her life. Going out with her friends, enjoying time with her family, spoiling her ever growing number of nieces and nephews. Life was good. She wanted to settle down eventually, but she still had time. She was only 27! And she hoped she wouldn’t have to look for a guy to settle down with anymore. But of course, her mother didn’t know that last part.

“I’m so excited to see Santa.”, her wonderful sister in-law Natalie chimed in. Bless her, she was a good one. Though Natalie’s husband didn’t look happy at the mentioned. Ron at been furious when he heard who Harry had recruited as Santa. But his wife had quickly reprimanded him for it. Their son’s happiness was the most important thing and not holding onto old grudges, she had told him. To everyone’s surprise, Arthur had agreed with her and told everyone ‘What a fine young man’ Draco had become. When that hadn’t convinced Ron, Arthur had said that as a father it was his duty sometimes do things one might not be happy about. After a long list of examples, Ron was still not happy, but promised to behave.

Before anyone could add something to that, a knock at the door announced said man’s arrival.

Ginny watched with glee has her two nieces and three nephews took turns sitting on Santa’s lap. Emma and Natalie were busy taking photographs from every possible angle, much to Santa’s dismay. Fred whispered into Ron’s ear how he should simply enjoy his old enemy being humiliated in front of the whole family. That earned him a grin from Ron and an elbow into his side from his pregnant wife Marie.

But Ginny just stood there, impressed by how well Draco was taking the whole ideal and how sweet he was to the children. Especially with Benjamin who was very shy.

“What do you wish for this year, Benjamin”, he asked the little boy in a fake deep voice.

The little boy looked around to all his family members and was unable to speak.

“You can just whisper it into my ear if you want. I won’t tell anyone.”, Draco promised in a warm voice.

Benjamin considered it for a moment and then went to whisper something as well as he could with the white fluffy wig and beard on Santa’s head. Ginny saw Draco’s eyes water for a moment and flash the boy a smile. “I have no doubt at all that your wish will come true. An such a sweet boy as you will surely get many wonderful gifts as well.” Benjamin hugged Draco tightly before hopping of his lap and ran to his mother.

“I told them, he is a really good man.”, Ginny heard her father say while standing next to her.

“He is.”, she agreed curtly, not meeting her father’s eyes.

“Any woman would be lucky to have him. I’m sure he would take excellent care of anyone.”, he went on. Ginny looked at him in confusion, but he just chuckled lightly and went to see if Marie needed anything.

When Santa was taking his leave of the children, Molly ushered Ginny into the kitchen to take a basket of food out the back to Draco as a thank you. Her mother would never let anyone leave her house without food.

The children were all busy opening one present they were allowed to open this evening and their parents were all chatting about everything and nothing, so it wasn’t hard for Ginny to sneak out into the garden. And there was someone already waiting for her.

“You know, the beard really suits you.”, she teased him while he was practically ripping the fake beard and the wig off his head.

“Very funny!”, he said in a sarcastic tone. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

She chuckled at that as she presented the basket to him. “My mum packed all this for you. As a thank you for your help. And because she loves feeding people.”

Draco nodded. “That’s very nice of her. Though really not necessary at all.” He was sporting his proud face, as Ginny called it. Some prejudices were really drilled deep into one’s brain.

“Please. Don’t pretend you didn’t practically inhale the birthday cake she had sent to me. It wasn’t your poor house elves that ate it.”, she teased him, poking a finger into his chest.

He gently took her hand in his as his mask crumbled. “I didn’t say your mother wasn’t a great cook. You know full well I enjoy all the leftovers of her food you bring over to my place.”

For a moment, they just stood there and looked into each other’s eyes, countless emotions swirling in their gazes, their bodies filling with warmth, despite standing out in the cold winter air.

“I have to ask. What did Benjamin wish for?”, Ginny said, breaking the comfortable silence between them.

She knew she had to return inside soon even though she could stand out here with her boyfriend forever. Eight months they had been together now, though no one of her family knew that. Bringing home guys was already really rough for her but him? They would go insane.

But Ginny knew she had to eventually. And strangely, she wanted to.

Draco’s warm gaze turned to the hand he was holding. “I will not tell you. I promised him that it’s a secret.”

After giving him her most adorable pout, he added “but it was something very sweet and selfless. He’s a good kid. But don’t tell his father I said that. Don’t want him to get the impression I’ve gone soft.”

Ginny wanted to counter that he had, but she just opted for wrapping her arms around him.

“How did Harry even convince you to do it? I’m pretty sure my brothers made bets about that. I hope you didn’t let him use the ‘You owe me’ thing again.”

Draco was avoiding her gaze, concentrating on rubbing circles on her lower back where his hands were resting around her.

“Oh Draco, you can’t allow him to keep doing this. His requests get more ridiculous each time. It’s been ten years. At some point, it’s truly enough.”, she reprimanded him.

“In my defence, I told him this was the last time he could use that excuse. But it’s not the reason why I agreed. Maybe I just wanted to catch a glimpse at a certain someone. And give her something to smile about.”, he retorted, still avoiding her eyes.

Ginny’s heart warmed even more. She had offered to spend some time with him over Christmas, but he had insisted she should enjoy the time with her family as they rarely were all together these days. He was right about that of course. It still made her sad knowing he was all alone over the holidays. His mother had remarried a few years prior and was living in Paris with her husband and her young stepchildren. She had invited him, of course, but he had told his mother he didn’t want to spend Christmas around small children. In truth though, he always felt like he was disrupting her world when he visited her new family, reminding her of a past life and dark times. Ginny knew Narcissa wouldn’t have cared, but she also knew Draco loved his mother too much to do that. So he always met with his mother apart from her family. The one time Ginny had formally met Narcissa, not too long ago, she had looked at Ginny and told her she was hopeful that would change once she had grandchildren whenever that day would come. And Ginny had blushed at that, naturally.

“I can drop by later for a bit, if you want to.”, Ginny offered despite knowing he would refuse.

“I’m fine, darling. I’ve spent many holidays alone.” He must have seen on her face that had been the wrong thing to say, so he added. “Besides, I will spend the rest of the evening indulging in these delicacies your mother prepared, and I will probably pass out from it.” Ginny chuckled at that.

“I’m afraid I have to get back in now before someone misses me, but I think Santa deserves another reward for his efforts before that.”, she mumbled against his lips before claiming them. He pulled her even closer to him as they deepened the kiss.

****

The next morning, all the Weasley grandchildren were sitting together and the living room with Lizzy and Annie telling their aunts and uncles who hadn’t been present the night before about their meeting with Santa.

Bill’s and Fleur’s second daughter Claire was barely prevented by her mother from telling her younger cousins that there was no Santa Clause. But her older sister Victoire and Percy’s son Arthie were patiently indulging their younger cousins by agreeing how great meeting Santa must be.

Benjamin was opening a new gift, looking at it in confusion. Practically growing up as a muggle, he was not used to magical toys yet. Lizzy and Annie went to their younger cousin and tried to comfort him, believing he was disappointed in the gift.

“Don’t worry, Benny. If you don’t like it, Aunt Ginny can ask Santa for a new toy.”, Annie said to her cousin, while stroking his back.

All conversation stopped at that. Ginny looked at her nieces in confusion.

“And how would she manage that, sweety?”, George asked his daughters in unsuspecting amusement.

Lizzy answered, “Last night after we opened the presents, we went out and saw Aunt Ginny and Santa kissing.”

Everyone now turned from the girls to Ginny. Naturally, she tried to just play it off and gave a forced chuckle. “It was just a peek on the cheek. To say thank you for taking the time out of his busy schedule to come to you guys.”

But her nieces wouldn’t let her get away with it. “No!”, exclaimed Annie. “It was a grown-up kiss!”, she insisted.

“Like mummy and daddy do when they think we are in the other room.”; Lizzy added.

Well, at least George and Emma are blushing along with her now, Ginny thought to herself.

Before the two five-year-olds could go on, Penelope said “I wonder what’s in that big package.”

Ginny was so grateful at least her sisters-in-law were always willing to save her. But while Ginny was safe from the kids now, she could see she wasn’t so lucky with the adults.

“Well, young lady, I think we need another place setting tonight.”, her mother exclaimed in an upset voice.

****

Charlie didn’t come home too often. He loved his job, and it kept him very busy. But the rare occasions when he did come home, he always enjoyed himself. Seeing how his nieces and nephews had grown, hearing what was new in the life of his parents and siblings and their partners.

Tonight, there was a strange mood coming from some of his siblings. Well, mostly Ron, to be honest. But no one seemed to explain what had happened. Charlie had asked his father once, but he had only chuckled and mumbled “I knew it”.

But Charlie decided it didn’t really matter. He turned to his right asking his sister how training was going.

Ginny really seemed relieved for the conversation, though Charlie didn’t know why.

Ginny’s new boyfriend (though the couple didn’t seem like they had just started dating) seemed a bit stiff at first, but after a few dishes and some conversations with the women at the table, he seemed to loosen up.

At the end of the night, Draco was even cracking jokes with Fred and George, all the while holding Ginny’s hand under the table. Ginny mostly spent the night happily watching him interact with everyone. And when a conversation over Quidditch started, even Ron joined in.

Charlie chuckled at Ginny’s embarrassed and enraged red face when Molly asked Draco after the kids had gone to bed and they had had a round of fire whiskey how many children they were planning to have. And even more at Draco’s reply “That’s hardly for me to decide. I don’t have to carry them.”

Yes, Charlie thought it had been an perfect evening and he was looking forward to all of them being together again like this next year.

#drinny #draco x ginny #ginny x draco #drinny fic

[cantheykillmacbeth]

SecUnit from The Murderbot Diaries could kill Macbeth!

In these books, SecUnit (it/its) is a "construct," a genderless being with the systems and functionality of a robot that is structured around cloned human tissue. Because of this, it meets all three criteria (Gender Clause, Unconventional Birth Clause, and Birth Parent Clause)!

#gender clause #unconventional birth clause #birth parent clause #secunit #murderbot #murderbot diaries

[skygemspeaks]

Today i'm thinking about an earth girl au where jarra's parents have a triad marriage

When neither of her bio parents can go to Earth to be with her (Gemena is still recovering from giving birth and Marack is a commanding officer on a Planet First mission), her other dad goes to be with her

Hospital Earth don't let him go to her, because it has to be one of the baby's biological parents

The Tell Clan are immediately incensed, because recognizing Betan triad relationships and family clan structures was an important clause in the reunification treaty after the second Roman empire, and under Betan law, he's just as much Jarra's dad as Marack is.

The Tell clan's lawyers come out in full force, and it's all the newzies can talk about - the noble Tell clan fighting tooth and nail to keep one of their daughters in the clan, despite her being born Handicapped. The Tell Clan's image consultants manage to spin it in a favourable light by casting it as another transgression against Beta sector by people who refuse to accept their cultural values.

Eventually, they manage to win the case, and suddenly more and more Betan clans are coming forward to acknowledge and even offer full clan membership to their Handicapped sons and daughters.

And Jarra gets to grow up surrounded by her adoring family

#earth girl trilogy #jarra tell morrath #marack tell galad #tell clan #gemena ray feren #portal future #janet edwards

[freedkenna]

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-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬

full name: Mairi Rose Kenna nickname: Mai, Ri gender: CIS female height: 5 foot 9 inches age ( verse dependent ): 17 - 25 zodiac: March 21st; Aries species: selkie

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hair color: dark brunette eye color: hazel skin: fair body type: thin, but curvy dominant hand: left scars: on her hands, arms, and thighs most noticeable feature(s): her eyes

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place of birth: Scotland siblings: none parents: unknown ( mother - escaped, father - alive )

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occupation: jobless current residence: homeless close friends: none relationship status: multiship financial status: poor criminal record: nonexistent vices: stealing, but she's not good at it ( but she's never been caught )

-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

sexual orientation: biromantic bisexual preferred sexual role: submissive | dominant | switch | top | bottom | vers. libido: medium turn on's: prefers making love turn off's: quick sex relationship tendencies: relationship unsure

-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬

theme song: honey and glass - Peyton Cardoza mental illnesses: PTSD, anxiety physical illnesses: athsma phobias: drowning self confidence level: medium vulnerabilities: her fur

-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

Mairi is on the shyer part of the spectrum, she means well whenever she's talking to others. Mairi has a unique sense of justice ( where stealing to survive is alright ). she is supportive of the communities she's part of, and identifies as a queer woman. Mairi enjoys cooking.

-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲

Mairi's childhood was spent indoors where she wasn't allowed to play. her father was a domineering man who would force Mairi into aligning with his pre-concieved notions of what a daughter should be like. one day, her mother found her fur and escapes, never to be seen again. Mairi mourned the loss of her mother for a long time, and her father equipped a more extensive measure to keep Mairi under his control.

eventually, Mairi found her sealskin and escapes as well, abandoning her father.

-- • ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ ♡ ˎˊ ˗ 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬

species ability: selkie - ability to turn into a seal special ability: Mairi also aligns herself as a witch so she has powers of witchcraft

#wrennly ( ooc )

[artificialkids-2k23-official]

Is Spike really artificial? He was hatched by magic, but he seems to be a naturally created dragon who just came out of his shell under unusual circumstances.

I was actually hoping someone would ask this, and I went into this prepared to defend my position. Bear in mind that this is based on my interpretation of what happens in canon, rather than being something that is itself canon. However, I feel like my interpretation is the one that makes the most sense; I will also be using this as my precedent for other entries that will themselves be up for interpretation. (This is why I told y'all on the forms to make your cases and allowed a clause for inclusion based on how well you plead it. You won't always be successful, but you might be.')

Anywho, let's get into it.

So, what we know of Spike's origins in canon, and on screen, is that he was hatched from an egg via Twilight's magic during a magic test, as a result of Twilight witnessing Rainbow Dash's sonic rainboom and opening up magic that she'd up until that point struggled to do at all. This was what got her entry into Celestia's magic academy and drew Celestia's attention to her, and later got her taken on as Celestia's personal apprentice. We also know that after that, Spike was raised by Twilight's parents and trained in his own type of magic by Celestia.

And that's what we know, because that was what happened on screen. We have also been told several things, but those things do not, in fact, line up with what has actually been shown.

Or rather, what we haven't been shown.

Because. Where are all the other students' dragons? Why is Twilight the only one who actually has a dragon, if hatching a dragon egg is the test for entry into the academy? Surely, if the entry test is hatching a dragon, then there should at least be some other dragons at the Academy, right? And there should have been preparations in place for their care when they were hatched?

And what was Celestia doing with a dragon egg anyway? Where did she get it, and if that's the test, then where did she get any of them? Why was no attempt made to return Spike to the dragons after he was hatched?

And for that matter, why is hatching a sentient creature via magic the test for entry into the magical academy?

Here's my interpretation: it's not. Because the egg isn't real. The test is, in fact, a Kobayashi Maru type test- the egg is fake, because they aren't interested in whether you can actually hatch the egg, they want to see your magical aptitude, they want to see the range of spells you know and how you go about magical problem solving. How do you approach a task that you must complete using magic? What spells do you turn to, what processes do you choose?

But Twilight didn't know this. And so her magic didn't know this. So, when her magic was brought screeching into the forefront, it looked at the task she was doing, hatching this dragon egg, and said, oh, okay, no problem. Oh there's no actual dragon in here? No problem there, either, I'll just make one.

And thus was born Spike the Dragon, and Teen Mom Twilight Sparkle.

And you will never convince me otherwise.

(By the way I'm aware that Lauren Faust had some very specific interpretations, but she made it clear this was her own interpretation, and one of the later writers had different ideas, and so I'm going by what we actually see on screen rather than any word of god interpretations. If they wanted that interpretation to be canon, they should had put it in the script and on the screen. Anything left open to interpretation is that.)

Now, you don't have to agree with me. But this has been my working interpretation of Spike's birth for well over a decade, and this is my poll, and I make the rules, so he gets to ride. As far as I'm concerned, Spike was created by magic, and thus qualifies for inclusion.

[macbeth-murder-match]

*cough* WE HAVE LORE DON'T BE MAD ABOUT NARRATIVELY-SATISFYING ELECTION FRAUD *cough*

Main Competition:

NO:

C-Section babies! That counts as 'being born'!

Babies born naturally *from a woman*

Mass Produced Clones

I'd say no real people but honestly if you can find me a real person who was not born, good on you.

Any animal! Animals need to fit another criteria! "Woman" here means any woman identifying member of ANY species!

Gods that were born gods

YES:

Artificially Created (carved, cloned, assembled, baked)

"Born" in an unusual way (sprung fully formed from head, mother disintegrated without baby)

Loophole caused by throwaway line ("Neither of my parents showed up for my birth")

Mpreg

Characters resurrected into a body that meets the above criteria

Orion Fowl clause: Body is of woman born, but the rules of the universe the character is in appear to treat an entity as separate enough to be affected differently from host by magic.

Their name is "None"

Kids Loki gave birth to- but watch out!

Other fun technicalities i haven't thought of!

Rightful Heir Competition (will happen concurrently, on this blog)

Rules:

No Real People

No disallowed media

At Least Partially Human

Arguably of Scottish Descent (had a Scottish ancestor 1,000 years ago) (arguably)

They don't have to be able to kill Macbeth but that's cool, too. They'd be competing as an heir, though, and wouldn't be included in the main competition.

#macbeth murder match

[giftedverse-confidential]

Takarano Clan

The Takarano clan is one of the major heroic royal families in the world of the Giftedverse. Their dominant Gift is Jewelry Box, which allows for the manipulation of both gemstones and jewelry. Originating from Japan, they are descendants of two of the first Heroes in the world: Diamondhelm and Meta.

The family also owns both Takarano Incorporated, a Heroes equipment company, and Takarano Jewellers, a jewelry company.

Origins

During the beginning days of heroics, Diamondhelm and Meta were two of the first to legally become Heroes.

Diamondhelm's Gift to manipulate gemstones and cover himself in a strong crystalline armor while Meta's was manipulation of metals. The two were crime fighting partners until eventually becoming lovers.

Diamondhelm and Meta married in secret with her taking his last name of Takarano. A few years later, they had three children: triplets Ruri (Lazuli), Rubi (Lady Ruby), and Ogon (Master Gold)-- birthing the first generation of Takaranos.

When Ruri and Rubi's Gifts manifested, it was discovered that both Diamondhelm and Meta's Gifts had mixed to create a unique one, Jewelry Box. Ogon had his mother's Gift, but only with gold instead of all metals.

Ruri, Rubi, and Ogon continued in their parents heroic footsteps as they got older and became famous Heroes in their own rights. When they had their own children, it was discovered that they'd all inherited Jewelry Box whether as a Primary Gift or Secondary Gift.

As generations went on, Jewelry Box would sometimes merge with a Takarano's partner's Gift and create an entirely new one (i.e. Splendor's Midas Touch, Hime's Princess, Seisai's Brilliance) while others didn't inherit it at all; instead either getting Diamondhelm or Meta's powers.

While heroics was good, it wasn't paying the bills. Kintetsu Takarano, son of Lazuli and her husband Tomihiko Matsumoto, came up with an idea. Using the massive trust fund his father left him, Kintetsu used it to establish two companies: Takarano Incorporated and Takarano Jewellers. Takarano Inc would provide machinery and technology to mine diamonds and other gemstones which would then be used in Takarano Jewellers's pieces. However, the jewels would be enhanced using their Jewelry Box Gift.

The idea proved to be a massive success after a few ups and downs, and soon the family started raking in millions upon millions of dollars. Kintetsu was cited as the founder and first president of Takarano Incorporated while he handed control of Takarano Jewellers to his sister Shinju.

As heroics boomed and the demand for equipment became louder and louder, the family saw a new market they could enter. As for heroics itself, the family continued to become heroes with Kintetsu's cousins all being some.

In a bid to rebrand themselves as an equipment company, Takarano Inc held a "talent fair" for young and talented inventors from both Japan and around the world could come and showcase their talents. Several contestants and winners would later become employees at the company.

Within a few years after their rebrand, Takarano Inc became a top source for heroic equipment in both Japan and abroad. Kintetsu, knowing that greedy businessmen would try to get their hands on his hard earned fortune, created a clause in the deed to the company that said only a Takarano or either partner(s) can run the businesses before he died.

As technology advanced, Takarano Jewellers became one of the first companies to invest in lab grown jewels. They partnered with a lab specializing in the practice and began producing jewelry pieces with lab grown diamonds.

Notable Members

Diamondhelm & Meta: The ancestors of the Takarano clan. They were two of the first Heroes in the world.

Lazuli, Lady Ruby, & Master Gold: The first generation of Takaranos and the children of Meta and Diamondhelm.

Kintetsu Takarano: Kintetsu is the son of Lazuli and the founder of both Takarano Incorporated and Takarano Jewellers. Kintetsu was a business genius who made sure that his family would be set and secured for life.

Hiroko Takarano | Queen Diamond: The mother of Akitsugu Takarano and his siblings, as well as the great grandmother of Splendor, Hime Takarano, Seisai Hoshokura, Metalika, Crown, and more. She served as the family matriarch until her death. Hiroko personally trained her great grandchildren and other descendants.

Splendor's first daughter Hiroko Hitsugaya is named after her.

Akitsugu Takarano | Crystallo: The father of Glitz (Kimi Takarano) and Queen Jewel (Shiho Hoshokura) by his wife Josephina Prins Takarano. He's deceased by the time the canon happens but is remembered as a loving father and grandfather.

Akitsugu Hitsugaya, Splendor's 3rd son, is named after her late grandfather.

Kimi Takarano | Glitz & Shiho Hoshokura | Queen Jewel: The only children of Akitsugu and Josephina Takarano as well as the mothers of Splendor and Hime Takarano (Kimi) and Seisai Hoshokura (Shiho). The two actually owned an agency together before Shiho left to become a hero teacher. Kimi has retired from heroics while Shiho works as a professor at Monarch University, rival school to Templar.

Joou Hitsugaya | Splendor: The eldest daughter of Glitz and her husband Fan Zhìháo. She's quite successful in her own right as a fashion designer despite being the heir to two multimillion dollar companies.

Hime Takarano: Splendor's younger sister and Glitz's second daughter. A senior at Templar College of Heroics, Hime is determined to live up to her family's heroic legacy while also forging her own path.

Seisai Hoshokura: Shiho and Keizo Hoshokura's only daughter. Her and her cousin Hime were born only a few days apart from each other, thus making them the same age. She also attends Templar College of Heroics.

Philomena Steele | Metalika: Philomena is the daughter of Kanako Takarano and Sir Harrison Steele. The only way people identify her as Takarano is because of the two beauty marks - a common trait among the family. While her name on paper is Philomena Takarano since her parents divorced, she goes by her birth since she doesn't have the best relationship with her mother.

Kingsley Steele: Son of Kanako and Sir Steele, Kingsley is living his best life. Unlike his sister, he makes it known that he's a member of the Takarano family and wears his mother's maiden name with pride. While he does retain some relationship with his father, the two haven't really talked ever since the divorce.

Tiara Takarano | Crown Jewel: Tiara is the eldest daughter of Toshihiro Takarano and Madison Sinclair Takarano. Another who is simply living their best life. There's some tension between her and Splendor because while their both mixed race (Tiara is Japanese and Black Irish), Tiara has never really been bullied the way Joou was and she doesn't see that as fair (though she doesn't blame Tiara).

Shiroya Takarano | White Queen: Shiroya is the eldest daughter of Kosei Takarano and Adila Al-Yasiri. After sustaining a serious injury, Shiroya is on a hiatus from heroics until she fully recovers. She currently resides in France with her husband Silverwing (Émilien Hanegin).

Tetsuhiko Takarano | Masamune: Tetsuhiko is Shiroya's younger brother. He lives in his sister's shadow and it pisses him off. He uses his image as a super macho hero as a way to compensate for his inferiority complex.

@calciumcryptid

#oc family: takarano clan #oc universe: lore